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acknowledge-reigns · 1 month ago

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Freakend | Zilla Fatu x Black!Fem OC (SMUT) 18+!!!

Kinktober Day #3: Pussy Slapping

"We been fuckin' all weekend, I'm surviving off of your semen (yeah, yeah, ah)

My attitude gettin' bad, think I need to be fucked good..." 🎶

Description: Serenity decides to test Zilla.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Pussy Slapping, Praise, Dom/sub dynamic, Bratting, Edging, Degradation, Oral (Fem Receiving), fingering.

Face Claim: Tyla

My masterlist can be found here and my kinktober schedule can be found here.

MDNI!! 18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT.

My fics are about Zilla, not Isayah!

tag list - @mysticreigns2 @queeny23 @jeyusos-girl @notfancyrebelpaper @xbriexx @skyesthebomb @mzv11 @paigereeder @glitterywitchstarlight @v4mp-reads @hunnidmilly

Zilla walked into the room having just gotten out of the shower, a smirk on his face as he saw Serenity waiting for him completely naked and on her knees. The pair had been on the road most of the summer wrestling all over the Indies only just now taking a breather. Home. They'd been together about a year and had just gotten an apartment together. The plan was to spend the weekend fucking and binging horror movies.

"Oh, so you ready to play, huh babygirl?" he asked, his voice low and dominant.

Serenity looked up at Zilla with a mixture of submission and excitement in her eyes. She nodded, her heart racing with anticipation.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied, her voice soft and submissive. "I'm ready to play."

Zilla chuckled, his eyes roaming over Serenity's body as he walked closer to her. He stopped in front of her, towering over her.

"Good girl," he said, "You know what I like, don't you? You know how to please your Daddy... Face down, ass up."

Serenity obeyed, quickly getting into position on the bed, her face pressed into the sheets and her ass up in the air. She was completely exposed to Zilla, her body trembling with anticipation.

Zilla climbed onto the bed behind her, his hands gripping her hips firmly. He ran his fingers over her ass, appreciating the smoothness of her skin.

"Shit.. You look so good like this, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "All mine to do whatever I want with.."

Serenity couldn't help but feel a little sassy. She wiggled her ass, looking back at Zilla with a smirk on her face.

"You gonna just stand there and admire the view, or you gonna do something?" she asked, her tone playful and bratty.

Zilla raised an eyebrow at Serenity's sassy comment, a smirk spreading across his face. He loved it when she got bratty.

"Oh, you think you being cute, huh?" he said, his grip on her hips tightening. "You want me to do sumn'? Bet, I'ma show you what happens when you get mouthy with me."

Serenity couldn't help but grin, her heart racing with excitement. She knew she was pushing her luck, but she loved the thrill of seeing how far she could go with Zilla.

"You gonna punish me, Daddy?" she asked, her voice still playful. "Is that what you're gonna do?"

Zilla swiftly repositioned Serenity, rolling her over onto her back and pinning her arms above her head with one hand. He straddled her, his muscular body still glistening from the shower.

Zilla spread Serenity's legs wide, exposing her completely to him. He looked down at her, his gaze intense.

"Keep these legs open," he commanded, his voice firm. "Or yo' ass ain't cumming tonight"

Serenity shivered at Zilla's words, her body already aching with need. She nodded, her eyes locked on his as she kept her legs spread wide open for him.

Zilla leaned down, his mouth hovering just above Serenity's pussy. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he could see how wet she was for him. He took a moment to tease her, blowing softly on her clit.

"You want me to eat this pussy, babygirl?" he asked, his voice low and rough. "You want Daddy to make you feel good?"

Serenity whimpered, her hips bucking up involuntarily. "Yes, Daddy," she breathed, her voice shaking with desire. "Please, I need you to eat my pussy. I need to feel your mouth on me."

Zilla smirked, satisfied with Serenity's response. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, nipping at the sensitive skin. He moved closer to her pussy, his breath hot against her skin.

"You taste so good, babygirl," he murmured, before finally diving in and running his tongue along her slit.

Serenity moaned loudly as Zilla's tongue worked its magic on her. He lapped at her clit, alternating between slow, lazy strokes and quick flicks of his tongue. He could feel her body trembling beneath him, and he knew she was already close to the edge.

Zilla pulled away from Serenity's pussy, his hand coming down on it with a wet slap.

"That's for being a brat," he growled, his eyes dark with desire. "But I think you liked it, didn't you? You like it when Daddy spanks your pussy, don't you? fuckin' slut."

Serenity gasped at the sting of the slap, her body arching up off the bed. She couldn't deny the pleasure that shot through her at Zilla's rough treatment.

Zilla raised his hand again, ready to deliver another slap to get wet needy pussy, but she quickly and instinctively closed her legs, trying to protect herself.

He chuckled darkly, his eyes narrowing as he roughly forced her legs apart. "Hell nah. Open them legs back up."

"Sorry, Daddy!" She whimpered.

Zilla smirked, satisfied with Serenity's apology. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear.

"You gon' keep your legs open, no matter what. Understand?" he growled

He slapped her pussy again, harder this time, before sliding two fingers inside her. "Who owns this pussy?"

Serenity cried out as Zilla's fingers slid inside her, her body clenching around them. She looked up at him with a mixture of submission and desire in her eyes.

"You do, Daddy," she gasped. "You own my pussy. It's all yours."

Zilla smirked as he continued playing with her, his fingers pumping in and out of her with a rough, steady rhythm. He could feel her walls clenching around him, and he knew she was getting close.

"That's right, babygirl," he growled. "Cum for Daddy. Let me feel you cum all over my hand."

Serenity moaned loudly as she came, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy clenched tightly around Zilla's fingers, her juices coating his hand as she rode out her orgasm.

"Oh, Daddy," she panted, her voice shaky. as he licked her juices from his fingers as if it were his favorite dessert. "That was amazing."

"Was I too rough with you, baby?" He questioned as he pulled her into his arms holding her close.

"You were perfect" Serenity said.

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livsbrutalitys-blog · 11 months ago

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Unfinished business

pt.1 | pt.3

pairing(s): Rhea x f!reader, wwe x f!reader, not really but aew x f!reader

a/n: this isn’t as Rhea based but it’s still important as it is building up relationships and the character

use of y/n

tw: eventual smut, cussing, physical violence (y’all this is wrestling what’d you expect), idk if there’s more lmk if you see any

After you put down your phone you took a quick nap to pass the time on the long flight. You woke up just as the plane was landing and once it was time for you to get off you grabbed your things and made your way through the airport after grabbing you luggage. You walked outside and got in your rental car and finally made your way to the pc.

Once you arrived at the pc and made it through the door you were greeted by Stephanie. "Hi y/n, it's so good to see you again. I had a look at your match from last night and it was really impressive." she said with a smile on her face. "Thank you so much Stephanie, that means a lot to me especially coming from you", you said reciprocating the smile she'd given to you.

"Ok so your probably wondering why I wanted you down here so soon" she said "yes and I'm ready for whatever you have planned for me" you said becoming a little antsy. She chuckled a bit before speaking again, "That's good to know, but I wanted you here so you could meet some of our wrestlers and meet your partner in your debut" she said waiting for a response. You were bit surprised not disappointed but definitely surprised because you thought you were debuting alone.

"Partner?" is all you said wanting a further explanation. "Right I didn't tell you yet, you are gonna be entering into a feud with 2 other people one of those being the person you are pairing with at Wrestlemania, but for the night you guys will be friends we'll build the feud after" she said and you could see the passion for this story in her eyes. It wasn't a bad idea at all but it wasn't what you expected for your debut so you took a chance on it and put your trust in Stephanie's years in the business.

You followed Stephanie to room that was meant for working out and when you entered you saw about 5 people in there and she kept walking toward the blonde on the far side of the room. She was currently sitting on a machine getting ready to do another set when we approached her. Stephanie tapped the woman's shoulder and she turned her head to look at who had just tapped her.

When she looked at you you were slightly stunned to see who it was it was a girl you had briefly met at a training camp a few years ago.

"Hi Liv sorry to interrupt your workout but I wanted you to meet your wrestlemania partner" Stephanie said gesturing her hand towards you. "Hi my names y/n, it's so nice to meet you" you stuck your hand out for a hand shake. "Hey I'm Liv" she shook your hand firmly she looked at you inquisitively as she spoke again "have... we met before?" she said "You know what I think so were you at (random training camp lol) a couple years ago?" you said "Oh my gosh! yes that's were I know you from, how have you been its been so long" she said standing up and looking genuinely interested in what you were about to say.

"Everything's been good, do you remember when I told you about a deal I got offered with that indie promotion?" you said "Yes! How'd that go? I saw some of your stuff you were doing at AEW and damn girl you are so good at this whole thing I could probably use a few lessons" she chuckled "Yeah so that indie promotion ended up being AEW and well you can see how well that went" you laughed. "Well I can see you two have some good history, that'll be useful later on but I thought maybe you two could do some team bonding" she said "Oh that sounds like a great idea!" Liv exclaimed "Yeah I'm in what were you thinking?" you asked Stephanie. "Maybe you guys could just go out and grab dinner or do a training session" she said just kind of throwing out some idea's. "y/n, we can do a session together I'm just getting started you are more than welcome to join if you'd like" she asked and you thought about it because you weren't exactly prepared to do any wrestling but eventually you agreed and went and changed.

You walk to one of the rings and found Liv, she was running the ropes and had just finished stretching. So, you decided to stretch outside of the ring and once you were done you slid under the bottom rope and walked over to Liv. "so what'd you want to start with?" you asked her while doing some little arm stretches. "you wanna do some sparring? Just a warning I'm a little rusty I've been out with an injury for a while" she asked and you decided to ask about said injury "Yeah we can, what happened if you don mind me asking?" "Rhea happened" is all she said when answering your question. "Sorry I haven't watched a lot of WWE in a while since y'know I've been kinda working for the rival" you said getting kinda nervous about how she would feel about you not being 'in the loop'. She understood your reasoning and explained further what she meant.

After she told you about what Rhea did to her you felt a sense of anger and protectiveness over Liv. You guys spent a couple hours at the PC and after you finished up you headed to go grab something to eat. While you were eating you two talked about how excited you were about your debut and her return. As you talked about it you realized that this was gonna be a big deal and the people were definitely gonna be talking, Liv realized it too.

As the next couple months passed you and Liv grew a strong friendship and were closer to her than you've been with anyone in a long time. You were 2 days away from your debut on the grandest stage of them all, Wrestlemania. You heard a knock on your new apartments door and ran to answer it cause you knew exactly who it was. You swung the door open and Liv walked in she was just as excited as you because today you guys were gonna be finishing up your outfits.

"Girl I can't believe in like two days we are gonna be making history, this is so crazy!" she said with enthusiasm, you chuckled at her actions. It's not that you weren't excited you were just nervous about seeing her for the first time in years. How would she react? How would you react? What if she hates me? What if the fans hate me? Was all you could think and it was clouding you feelings of excitement. You didn't bother to tell Liv much about how you knew Rhea, all she knew was you and her trained together but what she didn't know is that you two had a sort of... situationship for 4 years and 'broke up' if you'd even call it that because the way things ended was with her abandoning you and then ignoring you after she left that day back at the gym.

You wish you and Rhea could've had real relationship instead of a secret multi year fling. But, she wasn't ready to tell everyone that she was into girls and that she was indeed secretly in love with one. You understood and were content with what you had going on but eventually you wanted more. You wanted to go on dates, kiss her in front of other people or even just hold her hand. Anytime you asked for more its like she would shut down and try to change the subject or try to initiate sex and it would work for a bit but you grew tired of the same old same old. It started to feel like she was ashamed of you or just being with you in that way.

Rhea had said she loved you and you told her you loved her but of course nobody knew how you guys felt about one another and it was beyond frustrating and tiring trying to hide how you felt about her. She was another reason you stopped watching WWE, even though you loved it and it was your dream to make it there you couldn't bear watching her every week and knowing how you felt.

While you were lost in thought about what its going to be like seeing her after all these years Liv saying your name snapped you back to reality. "Hey y/n were did you say those rhinestones were, I wanna practice my makeup for the show" she asked while poking her head out of your bathroom. "Oh they should be in my makeup bag under the sink are they not in there?" you said as you walked away from your bed that had your semi finished out fit on it. "No I didn't see them maybe there in there and i just missed them" she said as she walked out of the bathroom to give you room to look under the sink. "Ah there they are, they fell out sorry about that" you said as you chuckled slightly "Oh no problem thank you for letting me use them" she said grabbing them from your hand and you guys switched spots. "You're welcome I have more somewhere if you want them I'm out of my rhinestone phase" you said as you walked back to your connected bedroom. She gasped "You wore these, oh my god girl I just know you looked so hot with them" she laughed "Yeah I did they just don't fit the vibe anymore y'know" you said while also laughing at her reaction.

You guys finished with your looks and decided to try on your outfit's to see if anything else needed to be fixed or added. Liv tried hers on first and she looked stunning (i hate doing these but i need to so you understand my idea here are the outfits )

liv’s

You gasped at her whole look it was amazing. “Liv holy shit I think the whole arena is going to collapse when they see you” you said while getting off your bed to get a better look at it and she laughed because she didn’t expect your reaction to be that positive. “Thank you boo, ok ok now go try yours on I wanna see” she said pushing you towards the bathroom to change. Once you were done you walked out and did a little twirl to give her a good look. She paused and her jaw dropped at how good you looked.

your outfit

“BITCH OH MY GOD IM DONE YOU ARE GONNA STOP THE WHOLE SHOW” she yelled. “Thank you bae I was worried it was gonna be to much” you laughed not knowing how to properly accept the praise you’re were receiving. “Girl have you seen how Seth and Becky dress to their standards this isn’t enough” you and her shared a laugh knowing how outlandish those two like to dress from seeing some of their pics on instagram.

“Hey did you wanna spend the night so that we can just get up and go to the airport tomorrow?” you asked and this wasn’t an unusual question because you guys had sleepovers often. “Yeah that’ll make it a lot easier since we have to get up and go so early” she said “ok it’s getting kinda late did you want to change and watch a movie, maybe order some dinner?” you asked “yes but can i pick the place this time because you picked last time” she said and you giggled a little bit “yes you can as long as it’s not gross like that one place you picked” you said playfully grimacing at the memory of the awful food and she laughed and also made a disgusted face at the same memory.

After you got done watching the movie and eating dinner you guys were to tired to move so you just slept on the couch and you made sure you had an alarm set for the morning at 4 am since you had to be at the airport at 5 am.

You woke up at exactly 4 in the morning and Liv took a little more convincing to get her up but she eventually got up and walked to your bathroom but before that she had asked if she could borrow a pair of your sweatpants and of course you let her. Once you guys were changed you walked to your car and drove to the airport.

The airport was your least favorite place but seemed to be the place you spent the most time. You got through all the checkpoints with no problem and soon boarded your plane. You and Liv sat next to each other, She eventually dozed off and took a nap leaning on your shoulder and you soon followed resting your head on hers. She woke up about 5 minutes before you were due to land and her movement had woken you right up. “Are we about to land” you asked while yawning “uh yeah it looks like it” she said groggily. You checked the time and it was about 9 am since the flight was a short one,about 2 hrs, you were grateful.

You guys got off the plane and made your way to your shared rental car after grabbing the rest of your luggage. You made your way to the hotel and checked in, it was 1 day till you made your debut and her return. 1 day till you came face to face with her again. The pit your stomach grew but you also had butterflies at the thought of seeing her. You and Liv had been staying in a separate hotel due to nobody knowing about you guys coming.

There was a knock at the door and you glanced at Liv "Are you expecting anyone?" you asked curiously "No are you?" she asked in the same tone and you shook your head. Liv stood up quickly to answer it. Her demeanor changed almost instantly as she greeted the stranger with a hug and a quick hi. You heard a familiar voice as she asked if she could come in and Liv moved aside gesturing her in. You stood up to greet the person and you were settled by the stranger being Stephanie. “Hey y/n how was your flight” she asked as she entered the room. “Oh it was good, a short one which i don’t mind at all” you chuckled and she did the same. “Oh I bet the short ones are the best but what brings me here is I wanted to go over some of the finishing touches for tomorrow” she said while glancing between you and Liv. “Oh ok yeah did you want to do it here or we could maybe go grab a coffee while we talk” Liv suggested. “You know what that sounds great let’s explore the city a bit and get out of this room” Stephanie said happy to get of the hotel. You guys walked around finding a good coffee spot and you all finally chose one.

You all sat down with you drinks and stared talking more business. “So have you girls decided what your wearing tomorrow?” Stephanie asked “Yes we finished them up last night at made sure everything was good” You said glancing at Liv who was nodding in agreement as you spoke. “Great do you have a picture?” she said and you went to look through you photos and couldn’t find one. “I don’t think I took on Liv did you” you looked over at her “uhhhhh… yes I do” she said as she turned her phone towards Stephanie. Stephanie grabbed the phone and got a closer look. “Oh these are amazing I think you’ll win best dressed” she said as she chuckled and handed Liv her phone back. “I think that’s what we were going for” Liv said grabbing her phone back and laughing.

You guys talked for a bit and once you were done you made you way back to the hotel once you got your respective floors you said your goodbyes and heading back to your rooms. You immediately face plant onto one of the beds groaning because you were so tired and also because the amount of business talk you just did drained you completely. Liv slowly made her way to the other bed and you both laid there for a few minutes before you both started laughing. For no reason at all you were both laughing so hard, you turned you head to face her and laughed even harder “what’s so funny” you said between laughs “I don’t know felt right I guess”.

You both calmed down and we’re just having sleepy small talk and making jokes. “God what time is it?” you asked slightly jarring your self to wake up. “Oh shit I have no idea” Liv said as she chuckled and immediately searching for her phone. You found yours first and read the time 6:30 pm you had been laying there for about 2 hours now after your 4 hour long conversation with Stephanie. You both decided to eat something and head to bed early.

You both are laying there watching a random movie on the TV and Liv starts some small talk. “Are you excited for tomorrow?” she asked but she already knew your answer. “Yes god I can’t believe it’s already here it feels like yesterday I was responding to an email on the way to an AEW event” you said recalling the start of this journey. “I know right I mean it really does feel like this whole thing has flown by in no time” she said agreeing with what you’d just said. “I have to ask you something” Liv admitted and you sat up slightly to prepare for what seemed like a hard hitting question. “ok” you said hesitantly “I don’t want to overstep and you totally don’t have to answer if you don’t want to and I won’t be mad if you don’t want to but i’ve been thinking about a lot..” she rambled on “Liv what is it your scaring me” you said trying to get it out of her. “Ok sorry, sorry, so, whenever Rhea is mentioned you get kind of- i dunno- weird- i guess- did something happen with you guys?” she asked quietly not wanting to upset you. “Oh I mean no- not really- I just y’know- had a lit- little crush on her-that’s it” you said while debating if you should come clean or not. “Really because it seems like it was more?” she said not believing you one bit. You sighed as the debate in your head was settled, “ok well that’s not the whole thing- we had a kind of- well i mean not kind of but had- a sorta relationship for a couple years” you said trying to not give to many details.

“What?” is all Liv said trying to understand what you just said. “Yeah I mean it wasn’t that serious but the end really hurt not gonna lie” you said with your head turned down. “wha-why didn’t you say anything?” she asked sounding a little hurt. “i- i don’t know it just didn’t seem important” you said trying to justify it in your head and to her. “Not important? Are you kidding me it’s so important because now we’ve gotta go out there you’ve gotta be your revenge” she said surprisingly more upset at the fact that you didn’t tell her sooner because she could’ve planned your revenge tactic sooner. You laughed surprised she wasn’t mad at you.

“Your not mad?” you said “Girl no that’s your business and i’ll never press you to talk about something you don’t wanna talk about” she said with a matter of fact tone. “Ok but how do you know shes not the one who needs to get revenge?” you asked as she turned towards you quickly. “Did she make you cry?” you nodded your head “ Did she do it over text?” you shook your head “How’d she do it?” she asked now interested “She got on a plane with no word and left” you said grimacing at the memory. “Bitch i’m done you need revenge ‘cause that is seriously messed up” she said looking you dead in the eyes. “I know like who would do that?” you asked in disbelief.

You two carried on talking about your relationship with Rhea for another hour or so. “And please Liv you cannot tell anyone I don’t want this getting out for mine and her sake please” you begged “For you I will I love you girl and I mean that I’ve got you no matter what” she said reminding you that she always had your back.

You two soon fell fast asleep. You dreamed about Rhea which hadn’t happened in a very long time. You suddenly jumped and it woke you up. You stirred and got up to grab a water. You chugged it and crawled back in bed. After a while you couldn’t sleep you grabbed your phone to check the time and scroll through social media real quick. You decided to do something you never thought you’d do. You unblocked her account and viewed it.

You saw a totally different person than you’d last seen. She was more muscular and her hair was jet black and she was fully tatted. It was now not a doubt in your mind that the person you saw at the arena a while back was in fact her. You watched some of the reels on her page and looked at some of her pictures. You felt different towards her you didn’t feel the love you’d once had i mean it was still there just a little further down than they were before you now felt more rage and anger towards her because now you realized you weren’t the problem. You didn’t deserve what she did to you. You needed your revenge.

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capypub · 1 year ago

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Without Warning - Mafia!Joel Miller Scene 1

AU Mafia!Joel Miller x Original Female Character

Rating: T (language, sexual themes, drug use)

Minors DNI. 18+ content!

Scene 2 Scene 3

Summary: Joel's worked hard to build his empire. He's put the blood, sweat and tears of himself and others into creating his wealth and success, only ever worried about providing for himself and his brother. After years of being hardened by crime and violence, he finds someone that stirs feelings and urges inside of him that he'd long forgotten. She somehow brings out a softness in him without doing a thing and he will do everything in his power to keep her at his side, under his arm, and in his bed.

Been sitting on this idea for a while and finally got some time to write it out. Right now it's just a little scene in my head, but I might add some actual smut and fluff content soon.

Joel was at the Tipy Bison her first night working the floor. He watched from his corner table, away from the neon lit signs and noise of the crowded bar. She was following Lacy around, the older redhead talking quickly as she explained how to put in orders on the bar’s computer system. She was smaller than Lacy, a cute little thing that had something primal stirring low in his core.

“She’s a looker, ain’t she?” Tommy asked, coming up to the table with a knowing smirk as he set a fresh glass of bourbon in front of his brother.

“Where’d you find this one?” Joel asked around the rim of his glass, finishing the contents in one drink.

“Grad student at UT, one of Jared’s friends needing a job, he vouched for her and everything,” Tommy shrugged while refilling Joel’s glass with practiced ease.

“Grad student, huh?” Joel muttered, his eyes following her around the tiny bar as she tried to keep up with Lacy.

“Yeah, psychology or somethin’...think her name’s Indi,” he said.

Joel couldn’t help the low scoff as he finally looked away from the girl and at his brother. “What kind of name is that?”

Tommy chuckled. “The fuck if I know,” he said through a snickering huff.

The brother’s shared a brief laugh, always being able to relax around the other when they needed a moment of quiet, something which was hard to come by in their line of work.

“Tess been getting the boys ready for the Alvarez meeting?” he asked quietly, scanning the room slowly, the way he learned in the military, assessing and searching for threats.

“She better be,” Joel muttered, scanning the room as well, but for one target in particular.

A moment later, his target passed their table, Lacy leading the way to the backroom, most likely to show her where the girls take their breaks, away from customers, as Tommy insisted when he bought the rundown bar.

Daniel, one of the newest and youngest runners for Joel approached the table slowly, eyes slightly glazed over. Joel suspected the kid was high, whether from their own product or someone else’s, still riding on the thrills of the lifestyle, the women, the drugs, hell, even the food tasted better when you ran for Joel Miller.

“Hey boss,” Daniel said, waiting for Joel to acknowledge him with cold eyes and a slight arch of his brow, the warmth of laughter gone once the circle between the two brothers was invaded. “Um, we finished the job last night without any issues, the boys were wanting to head over to Sugar’s to check out the oil wrestling night after a big move like that, thought you two might want to join,” he explained, obviously having been put up to it by some of the more experienced runners and grunts.

“Boy, you just stopped suckin’ on your momma’s titty last week and now you’re tryin’ to go see some more,” Tommy scoffed with a wry grin, always lighthearted and sharp with his wit, making the kid laugh nervously with a shake of his head.

Lately, moving products had become more of a risk with the increased security around the border. Joel had lost more men than he’d like in the past two months to those DEA assholes thinking they were outsmarting the complex system of drug and weapon trafficking he had built over the last twenty years. He didn’t even want to think about the amount of cocaine he lost just last month to a drop gone off track. The numbers infuriated him to the point of seeing red if he thought about it too long, usually signaled by a headache and the urge to punch holes into the nearest wall.

Just then, the subject of Joel’s initial interest reappeared, passing by the men without Lacy this time. Joel openly admired how her sleeveless black top accentuated the curves of her body. He caught the edges of black ink on her left inner forearm, the full tattoo stretching from her wrist to the inner crook of her elbow. Her hair swayed behind her with every step, long loose locks falling in waves and curls down her back. He spotted the hints of a second, much smaller tattoo on her shoulder blade, her hair covering most of it.

His staring attracted the curiosity of Daniel, the kid turning as he followed Joel’s gaze. His hum of appreciation is what drew the older Miller’s attention away from the pretty little kitten walking away from them, completely unaware of how many men's interest she had peaked in the short amount of time she’s been clocked in.

“Damn Tommy, how do you keep finding all these hotties?” he chuckled, a lustful smirk on his slimy lips as he looked her over before turning back to the two men.

That comment was enough to have Joel itching to pull his gun from the holster and shoot the kid in his goddamn mouth. The clench of his jaw and hardness of his glare was enough to wipe the punk’s disgusting grin off his face. Unfortunately, Tommy insisted on a “No Guns” rule for all of the men when they entered the Bison, usually leaving their weapons at the door or behind the bar before they could even get a drink. While Joel respected the rule, he didn’t often feel like following it. If Tommy didn’t ask, Tommy didn’t need to know.

“Uh, everything good, boss?” he asked, shifting back to his original nervous state under Joel’s cold eyes.

“Thought you were goin’ to Sugar’s, kid?” Joel questioned, his voice dropping to a low growl.

“Uh, y-yeah, w-we’re goin’,” Daniel agreed, taking a hesitant step backwards, the intimidation evident in the quiver of his lip, “I-I’ll see you around, Tommy,” he added with a stiff nod towards the other brother.

Tommy simply nodded with his usual easy grin, sensing his brother’s sudden shift and realizing quickly that Joel was not amused with the kid’s comments. When Daniel turned around, he didn’t bother to realize how far away he’d stepped back from the table, unintentionally obstructing the walkway. He spun around sharply, his elbow bumping the tray of the Tipsy Bison’s latest waitress.

Joel was on his feet instantly, grabbing Daniel by his collar and shoving him away from her as she tried to regain her balance. With the much taller and broader stature of Joel’s body, it was like looking at a bear grabbing a stick. Tommy watched her successfully manage to steady the three pint glasses with minimal spillage.

“The fuck is wrong with you, huh?” Joel seethed at Daniel, shaking the kid by the collar for emphasis.

“I’m sorry, boss, I’m sorry!” Daniel whimpered, trying to get out of Joel’s grasp.

“The fuck you sayin’ sorry to me for, you should be sayin’ it to ‘er,” he grunted, cocking his head to the side briefly in Indi’s direction.

Tommy shook his head with a dramatic sigh. Poor girl was watching Joel threaten Daniel with wide eyes, holding her tray close to her chest, almost like she was frozen in place. While Joel continued to berate and threaten Daniel, Tommy took it upon himself to slowly approach his newest employee, offering a kind smile as he placed his hand on her shoulder and guided her towards the bar.

“I…I didn’t mean to cause trouble, I’m sorry,” she immediately said, her lower lip a little shaky as she looked up at Tommy with worry.

“Not your fault, sweetheart, Joel’s just…protective of our girls here, has a soft spot for ‘em, you know?” Tommy tried to explain, easing her panic with a comforting squeeze to her shoulder.

He kept her distracted for a few moments, answering the few questions she had so far until Joel and Daniel approached them near the service well. Joel had Daniel by the back of shirt, his jaw tensed as he gave the kid a light shove in Indi’s direction.

“S-sorry for gettin’ in your way, ma’am, I promise not to let it happen again,” Daniel said softly, his eyes on the ground the entire time, practically shaking in his shoes.

“It’s fine, really, no harm done,” she said quickly, looking past Daniel to Joel, who’s gaze softened just slightly when their eyes met.

After she accepted Daniel’s apology, Joel stepped forward and leaned down, muttering something lowly to Daniel that had the kid practically running out of the bar. Tommy scoffed with a smirk, asking her one more time if she was okay before heading towards the office. When left alone with Joel, Indi hesitated in meeting his gaze. He took a slow step forward, allowing enough space for her to move away if she wanted.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, darlin’, I usually don’t have to remind my boys ‘bout their manners,” he said, his voice no longer an intimidating growl, but a warm and inviting timber that had her relaxing just slightly.

“No worries, I-I, um-.”

“Hey! Are you okay? What the hell, girl? I step outside for five minutes to smoke and you’re already getting guys kicked out,” Lacy said, coming up to them, grinning a little too wide for Joel’s comfort as she laughed and nudged Indi’s arm.

“Yeah, crazy, right?” Indi said softly, her attention still on Joel as Lacy teased her lightly.

“You need something Joel? My trainee isn’t going to learn just standing over here,” Lacy said, hand on her hip as she looked to Joel with an arched brow, one of the few who didn’t find him intimidating for some reason.

“How ‘bout ‘nother bourbon on the rocks?” Joel suggested, “the good stuff, not that well shit Tommy just gave me,” he added with a low chuckle, the edges of his lip twitching just a bit higher when Indi let out a soft laugh of her own.

“You’re the boss,” Lacy shrugged with a nod, linking her arm with Indi and pulling her away, demanding details of what happened as they went to put his order in.

With a heavy sigh, Joel watched the little doe-eyed waitress leave, her pleated black skirt swaying with each step. He originally never understood why Tommy had the girls dress in all black as part of the Bison’s uniform, but he could honestly appreciate his brother’s decision in having the girls wear those little black skirts.

He had to bite his inner cheek to suppress the groan building in his stomach as Indi stumbled forward slightly, slipping on some substance on the floor. The sudden movement and her bending forward exposed more of her legs, the hints of tiny spandex shorts peeking beneath the fabric, accentuating her ass.

Her little slip and recovery took less than three seconds, but Joel was watching her so closely it felt like she was moving in slow motion, his heated gaze soaking in every detail before he lost sight of her in the crowd. This little gatita had definitely made an impression on him and he was hungry for more…

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Chapter 5: Check Mate, Mate.

Warnings: Jealousy if you squint? Simon being kind of a jerk and Morgan being kind of a punk.

Chapter Note: Originally, this was going to be 'Indian Summer' but that chapter's leadup was getting way too long so it just ended up its own chapter all together.

Chapter Characters: Morgan "Indiana" Turner, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Bravo 6" Price, Mentions of Stacy.

Story Synopsis: Ghost and Indiana have been best mates for years, partners on and off the field. And she's loved him for just as long. But she's never let on that she's felt anything more than friendly towards him. That all starts to change when Simon starts seeing someone for longer than a single night. Indie decides she's going to try and get over this annoying crush once and for all. Simon realizes that maybe he's been feeling more for his partner than he thought. Maybe a lot more. Partners to lovers with a sprinkling of smut, some fun and humor, a team that won't leave them alone, and a car that seems to weave it all together.

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Simon’s brow furrowed as he glanced over at the Judge again, parked in Price’s usual spot, the car looked entirely out of place. He had… so many questions. And absolutely none of them doused the odd discomfort he felt over seeing his Captain pull up in that car. He respected Price, had known him for a long damn time but in that moment, he’d felt the urge to charge over and jerk him out from behind the wheel and throw him down onto the pavement. He checked his phone again. Nothing. He’d texted Indie as soon as he could see straight. -WTF is Price driving the Judge?- It’d been radio silence from her. He sighed heavily and scrubbed a hand down his face, the fabric of his ‘on base’ mask shifting but not revealing anything. An hour later, he heard the unmistakable rumble of her Indian in the parking lot. He forced himself not to go out there and meet her, confront her for not answering him.

Morgan sighed behind her desk, tapping out the last few words on the report she was finishing up. It was nearly lunch time and she was starving but she was also avoiding going to the mess. Because she knew Simon was waiting somewhere for her. Probably ready to jump her as soon as she left the office she shared with Soap and Gaz, both of which were currently on a mission. She had just saved the file when she about came up out of her chair, her door bursting open… she looked and immediately glared at Simon- who was balancing two trays and making his way gingerly into the room before kicking her door shut again. He wasn’t doing it to be loud or anything, just the result of not having hands to wrestle the thing with. “Well, hello to you too.” She muttered before she readjusted her chair.

Simon clinched his jaw, reminding himself that he’d agreed (with himself) that he wasn’t going to come in here all pissed off. That bringing her lunch was just a way to keep her contained and that she wasn’t the enemy. She was his best mate. He could just bloody talk to her. He set her tray down and ignored her side-eye as he settled into the chair in front of her desk, balancing his tray on his lap. “Figured this was the only way I was going to see you today.” His eyes flicked up to gauge her reaction to his statement. The sigh and the way she frowned slightly gave him a lot of information.

Morgan shook her head slightly and leaned back in her chair, grateful for the food but not looking forward to the discomfort the conversation was going to bring. “Been busy.” She inched her tray around just a little and ignored his huff of breath. She heard him peeling back the seal on his salad dressing, watched as he doctored up his lunch… and ignored the way he pulled his mask up to perch on his nose. She got busy doing the same when he didn’t say anything else.

Simon ate in companionable silence for quite a while… until half his lunch was gone. He was busy stabbing repeated layers of lettuce onto his fork, licking the oily feeling of the dressing off his molars when he decided to finally speak, knowing now that hunger wasn’t the cause of his anger, still – he’d keep it under control. “You and Price seem to be getting pretty close.”

Morgan scoffed through her nose and finished her bite of food. “Guess so.” You let him drive the Judge. She nodded, stabbing more aggressively than she had to in order to get the greenery onto her fork. You two fucking? She straight up choked on a bite, having to beat a fist against her chest. Her eyes wide as she looked at Simon with disbelief. He was just staring at her in that nonchalant, cool, don’t give a fuck kind of way of his. “What?!”

Simon lifted a single broad shoulder, his mouth twisting into a sort of shrug. “Just askin’.” Jesus, Simon, no! He took another bite of food even though it all tasted like ash now. “Would you tell me if you were.” He flicked his eyes back up to her, looking up at her from under his heavy brows.

Morgan was looking at him like he had grown a third fucking arm. “The fuck.” She couldn’t help but breathe out before she blinked rapidly at him. “It’s not any of your fucking business who I’m fucking, Simon.” She saw the way he slowly rested his fork down, his spine slowly straightening as he took on that air of Ghost for that brief moment. “But what the fuck? Price? You think I’d fuck my Captain, are you out of your fucking mind?”

Simon shrugged, keeping that ice cold exterior intact. “Not sure what to think. You’ve been blowing me off left right and fuckin’ center for weeks. Spendin’ all this time with him and now he’s driving your precious fuckin’ car.” He knew he was being way out of line with this but there was just… something about the amount of time her and Price were spending together that just… rubbed him the wrong fucking way.

Morgan set her fork down entirely and eased her tray away from her, a clear indication that she was done eating, not that she expected him to take her tray or anything, she’d do that in a bit. “Last I checked… I’m not your fuckin’ girlfriend.” .Check. She paused for effect. “Last I checked…” She perked a brow at him. “You already have one of those.” She stood up and picked her tray up, holding it in one hand easily. “So, how about you worry about her business instead of mine.” .Mate. She walked out of her office easily, she didn’t storm out or stomp, none of that. She just went to the mess and returned her tray before heading over to the gym to get some PT in before returning to her office, hopefully to find it empty.

Simon clinched his jaw tight as Morgan said her piece and left him sitting there in the wake of those pointed words. Check mate, indeed. And her point was made. True… he’d not really talked to Stacy a lot lately, in truth… he’d been too caught up in what the hell was going on with Price and Indie. But maybe that should change. Maybe he would call her and spend the weekend together. He got up and took a different route to the mess to return his tray, feeling a strange emotion somewhere between anger and discontentment fuel him as he texted his girlfriend.

Price held the punching bag and grunted as Indie landed on hell of a punch. “Hell, what’s got you so pissed off, love?” She shot him a heavy look, one thick with warning and he shifted his weight to be more behind the sandbag rather than beside it. Not because he was scared or anything… but… still, she had one mean left hook. He’d found her here when he went to her office, looking for one of the reports she was supposed to have done for him earlier but… there was no sign of her. He checked the parking lot and her bike was still here so he went to the next logical place and found her here wailing on this poor punching bag like it had disrespected her Momma. He spotted her and kept quiet until that devastating punch. “C’mon, Indie. Talk to me.” He grunted again when he had to brace his weight against another heavy hit, a kick this time. Nothing. “Liar.” He said pointedly. Another hit. Just… Simon. She panted between the words and he sighed because of them but braced again.

Morgan had worked up a good sweat and wasn’t even feeling the burn in her muscles at this point. What the hell had gotten into Simon today?! Price and her?! HA! It wasn’t always about sex! He, of all the god damned people on the planet, should fucking know that. Like she wasn’t allowed to have another guy friend. -hit- Like she wasn’t allowed to spend time with someone else. -hit- While he was off fucking some woman every whenever, however often he did it! -hit- And did she pitch a royal fit? No! -hit- She didn’t! -hit- She blinked when Price staggered back, realizing that he wasn’t quite ready for that hard of a kick. “Shit. Sorry.” He shook his head, waving the apology off. C’mon. It’s after six already. Let’s head out, let me make you some food and you can tell me about what has you all… he gestured between her and the bag. Homicidal. She smirked and gave a slight nod before she headed to the locker room.

Two hours later, John found himself sitting on her couch, his legs laced with hers as she sat against the opposite armrest. “You and me? Fucking?!” His brows were so high up that they nearly touched his hair, his blues sparkling from the wine he’d been drinking and the amusement both over the very idea of such a thing. She threw another piece of popcorn at him, which he batted away and which Sam ate readily. She gestured to him though and nodded, her expression similar. I know! What about any of this gives that impression?! He couldn’t help the laugh that barked out of him as the idea presented itself again. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was acting jealous.” She got quiet after that and he sighed, his hand settling on her shin. “Simon’s never been one for change, Indie. You know that.” She nodded.

Morgan picked through the dwindling bowl of popcorn that was perched on their knees. “I know. I just…” She shook her head at the whole thing. “I mean, I don’t get it. Even if we were, which… ew, just to be clear…” He nodded in agreement to her sentiment. “But even if we were… why would it even matter to him? I mean, really.” She felt his hand tighten on her leg. It would still matter, at least some. You are his best mate, love. She nodded and let out a heavy breath. That’s probably all it was. She watched as John took another sip of his wine… something she still found kind of funny. While she? She took another sip of her beer. What time do you leave tomorrow? She sagged down into the cushion. “Probably going to head out about three or so.” He nodded.

John tilted his head as he studied her. Indie was about to head off on her annual summer leave, a biking trip she took every single summer. Only this time… she wasn’t going with Simon. They’d already talked about it at great length, the guilt she felt over it and the fact that she felt like she needed the space – needed the clarity. He just said she should do whatever she felt was right for her. And that Simon was a big boy, he’d be alright. In turn, he’d agreed to watch Sam for her. It wasn’t the first time he’d taken care of the K9 and he was certain it wouldn’t be the last. It was, however, the first time he had house set before. Granted, it wasn’t to be on a daily basis but he was going to come out here every few days so Sam could get a good stretch in and he could check up on the place. “Speaking of Simon… have you even told him that you’re leaving yet?” She sighed and he gave her a chastising look. “You need to at least tell him, it’s four weeks, love.”

Morgan groaned as she let her head fall back. “I know.” But she knew Simon was going to freak out about it and she couldn’t explain to him why she needed to go alone this year without giving herself away or further hurting his feelings by saying she needed to go specifically without him. “I figured I’d call him tomorrow night. Or… text him or something.” The look John gave her made her throw her hands up. “I can’t tell him that I need to take a break from him without hurting him and I can’t tell him why so it doesn’t hurt him without giving it all away!” She threw her arm over her eyes and groaned again before she felt the soft pat of a piece of popcorn landing on her face, glancing off and landing on the floor before being devoured by Sam. She looked at John sharply only to have to bite another piece out of the air. It’ll work out, love, don’t worry. Take the time to clear your head. She nodded and tossed him another piece, which he actually caught this time and the bright look of victory on his face was actually kind of adorable. John slept in the spare bedroom that night, having had way too much wine to drive back to his flat. He fell asleep with a small smile on his face over the memories of the evening… after the heavy conversation, their talk turned to lighter… far more entertaining topics. They told funny stories and just generally had a good time… which was something that was so damned easy to do with her. And he’d never seen himself as one to sit there throwing popcorn into someone else’s mouth like that – especially someone whom he wasn’t even seeing. Simon was so off with his question… John just didn’t see Indie that way. It was as simple as that. He didn’t see her like a sister or… a daughter or anything, she was a friend but… was quickly growing into one of the closest ones he’d had in… many years. Lenore would be happy that he had found someone to spend some time with, so he wasn’t buried in his work or sacked out on his sad sofa. He was certain she would… and she would have loved Indie, truly. She really would have.

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“Are you sure you want to do this Steph because when we go to California there’s no going back” you said closing the doors to the van after putting in the last box. “I’m sure y/n and plus we need a fresh start you know?” She said getting in the van with you. You started the van driving off “true” you answered her, the only thing getting you guys through this is coffee and the fact that y’all both loved roadtrips so this was just another ‘road trip’ to y’all. For the first stop you both got snacks and drinks.

At the stop you and her decided to stretch your legs before going to get the snacks and drinks, you both went into the gas station grabbing a few snacks and a drink that’ll last you awhile or at least to the next stop. Walking around the isles you and her was talking about whatever you guys was talking about in the van, you looked over at her “but yeah that’s what happened” “they’re crazy” “right they’re fucking nuts for real” you said as you both laughed walking to the counter putting everything on it that you both got.

You let Steph drive to the next stop “how much longer until we get there?” You ask eating a chip. She looks at the gps then back at the road quickly “we have like about a day and a few hours left” she answered as you both groaned. “I know this shit is taking forever” she groaned. After what felt like forever of paying tolls, getting snacks and drinks, using the bathroom you guys finally made it to your guys house that you leased the last time you was in California. “Well here’s our new home” you guys both smiled.

Steph parked the car in the garage as you helped her take out all the boxes from the van, one box at a time you both got the house looking like how your apartment was back in Florida. After enough rest you and her had a busy day ahead of you both; laundry, film a YouTube video, film a podcast video, house things, and so much more. When you both finally finished all the tasks it took literally the whole day well at least to like 9 pm California time you both took a hot bubble bath to finally relax.

After you both was sitting on the bed you both shared and since you both was about to start wrestling again you both decided there needed to be a schedule for when you guys are home; for chores, things to do, and stuff like that. “You think that’s good enough for the schedule?” You asked handing her your iPad where you planned it out. She took it gently from you looking it over “is it ok if we switch the laundry and dishes because I know you don’t like to do them” “you sure Steph?” You asked as she nodded.

You fixed the schedule to the one you both agreed on and printed it out so you can copy it to a magnetic schedule board thing you had, you and Steph both went downstairs; she went for food and you stuck the board on the fridge and made sure it was straight. You two stayed down there for awhile just talking as you made yourself something to eat before bed “how are we going to go to Tna?” You asked as you put your plate down pulling the stool out from the island table before sitting down looking at her.

“Shit I haven’t thought about that yet” “I don’t blame you we was both stressed with moving” “true”, you guys sat there and brainstormed while you ate; writing down ideas, scrapping them, and so on going back and forth until you got the perfect idea. “That’s how we’ll do it” you said sliding your wrestling notes/wrestling related notebook to her, she looked at it reading it to herself “you know what y/n?” “Hm?” “You are a genius that will work that’s what we will do” “you sure that’s good enough we gotta have a hot promo too” “right that too”

“How about this? This ok?” You asked as she watched you write word for word, you looked at her when you was done writing as she read the rest to herself “that’s it y/n, we'll do that so there it’s settled our ‘Tna debut��” she agreed with whatever you wrote. She put the paper in her jacket that she is going to wear tomorrow so y’all won’t loose the note, but you took a picture of it just in case it gets lost. You two went to bed since Tna is scheduled for tomorrow to get a full nights rest.

The Tna knockouts had a match scheduled for tonight so in the middle of their match you and Steph came out and attacked the champs causing a disqualification win for their opponents. You cleared the ring as Steph got two mics handing you one as you stood in the middle of the ring, she put the mic to her mouth “we just attacked your champs how does that make you feel California? Anyways what you think doesn’t matter anyways y/n and I just made a statement so let that be a warning to the women in the back” she paused.

“That’s right Steph they’re not so tough now” you scoffed but continued “what we just did let that be a warning also to any women who ever think about stepping to us. So locker room, knockouts, or whatever you want to call yourselves in the back you better watch out because we go here now” you said dropping your mic getting out of the ring as Steph followed you to the general manager’s office. You guys signed a contract for a year to see if you would like it or not if you did you would sign a longer contract.

If you didn’t like it you and her would go back to wrestling for the Independent companies. You and Steph hugged each other then the general manager thanking him because even though you signed contracts before for companies it’s always emotional when you get a chance to start again. You two decided to share a locker room again like you did in Nxt so you guys moved your stuff in then looking around the arena to see where everything is before you guys officially start. It’s emotional because everyone knows that you both can’t live without professional wrestling who can’t?

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