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Baddie and The Beast | Jacob Fatu x Black!Fem OC | 18+!

Description: Jacob attempts to make things right with Myra

Chapter: 2/6

Face Claim: Flo Milli

Warnings: Mention of drinking, strong language, mention of one night stand.

This is the Jacob x Myra sequel to Swipe Right, Rivals With Benefits and Kiss It Better. As always my stories are NOT about real people and does not reflect their character. This is very much an 18+ BDSM based romance with some comedy thrown in there. If kink content isn't for you, specifically Primal Kink (google if need be) for this one, please scroll. You have been warned.

Word count: 1,206

My masterlist can be found here

Taglist: @lov3rla03 @adoreesun @Isabella-2025 @skyesthebomb @acute-crashout-jeyuso @raya-hunter01

Jacob was lifting weights in the gym, trying to distract himself from his failed attempt to ask Myra out the previous day. He had been thinking about her all night, wondering what he had done wrong.

As he was finishing his set, Zilla approached him. "Hey, we need to talk," Zilla said, a serious expression on his face.

Jacob set down the weights and wiped the sweat from his brow. "What's up, Uce?" he asked, sensing that Zilla had something important to say.

Zilla leaned against the weight rack, his arms crossed. "It's about Myra." he said, his voice low.

Jacob's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Myra's name. "What about her?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably.

Zilla shook his head, seeing right through Jacob's act. "You know damn well what I'm talking about," he said. "Last summer, you hooked up with her, and then you ghosted her."

Jacob furrowed his brow, confusion written all over his face. "I did what?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "Nah, I ain't meet her til you and LeLe moved into y'all new spot yesterday."

Zilla raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by Jacob's response. "Man, Uce, you really don't remember hooking up with her last summer?" he asked incredulously.

Jacob shook his head, a look of disbelief on his face. "No, I swear I don't. Are you sure it was me?" he asked, trying to wrap his head around the situation.

Zilla sighed, "That's why she rejected you. She was still hurt from you ghosting her."

Jacob groaned, "Damn it, I can't believe I did that to her," he muttered. "I didn't even remember." He pauses and thinks for a moment, "Shit! She was the girl from the hotel bar."

Zilla nodded, "Yup, that's the one." He watched as realization dawned on Jacob's face.

"I'm such an idiot," Jacob muttered, burying his face in his hands. "How could I have forgotten something like that?"

"You guys kept drinking after you hooked up, you were fucking blitzed, uce." Zilla said.

Jacob groaned again, "Great, just great. No wonder she hates me."

Zilla patted him on the back, "Yeah, well, now you know. How you gonna fix it?" he asked inwardly chuckling at himself at the fact that just last year Roman, Jey and Jimmy were saying roughly the same thing to him in regards to his relationship with Kiley.

Jacob looked up at Zilla, determination in his eyes. "I don't know, but I'm gonna try," he said firmly. "I can't let her hate me. I have to make things right."

Jacob continued, "The next morning, I was in such a rush to check out of the hotel that I didn't even realize I left my phone behind, which had her number in it. After that I just..Forgot."

Zilla shook his head, "Damn, That's a messed up situation."

Jacob nodded, "I know, I know. I should have been more careful. But I swear, I didn't mean to ghost her."

"I'ma figure this shit out." Jacob said, a mix of hope and anxiety in his voice.

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A few hours later, Kiley and Myra were in Kiley and Zilla's living room, planning the fundraiser for the free clinic they volunteered at. Myra was looking over the guest list, making sure everything was in order, when Kiley pulled out a stack of autographed photos.

Myra raised an eyebrow, "What's that?" she asked, looking at the photos in Kiley's hand.

Kiley grinned, "Autographs from Roman and Jey. I managed to get them to sign some for the fundraiser." She said, but pauses for a moment her brows furrowed in confusion. "What..?"

"I think this stack is for you.." Kiley said handing a few of the photos over to Myra who instantly realized they weren't autographed by Roman or Jey, they were autographed by Jacob with a little sticky note attached. 'I'm sorry i ghosted you. I'll make it up to you however I can. Much love, Samoan Werewolf Jacob Fatu.' Along with his phone number.

Myra's eyes widened as she read the note and saw the photos. Her heart started racing as she looked up at Kiley. "oh.."

Kiley couldn't help but chuckle at the look on Myra's face. "Looks like he wants to make amends," she said, gesturing to the autographs.

Myra was speechless, her mind racing as she stared at the autographs in her hand. She couldn't believe Jacob had actually done something like this.

Kiley could sense her friend's conflicted emotions. "What are you gonna do?" she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

Myra sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I don't know," she admitted. "Part of me wants to just forget about him, but another part of me is intrigued by this."

She looked down at the autographs again, reading the note once more. "I don't know if I can forgive him that easily."

Kiley placed a comforting hand on Myra's shoulder. "I get it, you've been hurt before. But don't let that stop you from giving him a chance to explain himself."

She paused for a moment before adding, "And who knows, maybe he really is sorry."

Myra took a deep breath, contemplating Kiley's words. "I suppose I could at least.. hold onto the phone number."

Kiley nodded, "That's a start. Take some time to think about it, don't rush into anything. But just know, sometimes forgiveness is worth it."

Myra smiled weakly at Kiley. "Thanks, I'll think about it." She said, tucking the note into her bag.

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The clinic was in desperate need of supplies and funds, and while a generous and substantial donation from Roman and Iris had went a long way towards helping them out, they still needed more.

The event was held in a large hall, decorated with banners and balloons. There were tables set up with food and drinks, as well as a silent auction where guests could bid on items donated by local businesses as well as the autographs provided by the bloodline.

Roman and Iris arrived at the fundraiser together, both dressed impeccably of course, along with Jey and Jax. Kiley hugged her sisters and thanked them.

Sometimes Myra envied all of her best friend's familial support. Myra had her mom of course but she had went off the deep end since her dad had passed and they had gone no contact in recent years.

Roman looked around the room, taking in the scene. "This place looks great," he said, impressed by the decorations and effort put into the event.

"I'm about to go hit up the snack table." Jey announced.

Myra was helping to oversee the event when her eyes drifted across the room and landed on Jacob. He was standing off to the side, sipping a drink and talking to someone. He looked good, as usual, in a black suit. Dayum he cleans up well..

Myra quickly averted her gaze, not wanting to be caught staring. She tried to focus on her tasks at hand, but her mind kept wandering back to Jacob. The memory of their night together flashed through her mind, and she felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.

Y'know what? maybe she will call him after this.

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Baddie and The Beast | Jacob Fatu x Black!Fem OC | 18+!

Description: Myra and Jacob meet

Chapter: 1/6

Face Claim: Flo Milli

Warnings: Drinking, strong language, one night stand, p in v, oral (fem receiving), flirting, nipple play, pet names, mention of loss of a loved one.

This is the Jacob x Myra sequel to Swipe Right, Rivals With Benefits and Kiss It Better. As always my stories are NOT about real people and does not reflect their character. This is very much an 18+ BDSM based romance with some comedy thrown in there. If kink content isn't for you, specifically Primal Kink (google if need be) for this one, please scroll. You have been warned.

Word count: 3,159

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Flashback, last summer -

Myra sipped her mixed drink sitting at the hotel bar. Kiley and Chris were back in the suite knocked out, but Myra had just been unable to. Her mind was racing.

The trio had just graduated nursing school and decided on a little beach trip before time to get serious about their new volunteer jobs at the free clinic. Today also just so happened to be the 6 year anniversary of her dad's death. Every year she tries to push it out of her head and focus on other things. She was well aware of the safety issue, being a woman drinking alone in a strange city, which is why she left a note for Kiley and Chris that she was going down to the hotel bar. Not just that but she only plans to have the one drink.

Myra stared at her drink, swirling the liquid around as her thoughts swirled within her. The ice cubes clinked against the glass, echoing the turmoil in her heart. Despite her attempts to push away the painful memories, they always found a way to surface on this day.

After the live show, Jacob Fatu was beyond exhausted. His body aches from taking one too many nasty bumps in his match tonight.

He trudges into the hotel bar, his expression grim as he searches for a place to sit. The dim lighting and low murmur of conversation do little to soothe his nerves. He spots an empty stool at the end of the bar and makes his way over, wincing slightly as he sits down.

The bartender, a middle-aged man with a tired expression, approaches him. "What can I get ya?" he asks, his voice gruff but friendly.

"Jack and coke, please," Jacob orders, The bartender nods and turns to make the drink, leaving Jacob alone with his thoughts once again.

As he waits for his drink, Jacob's eyes scan the room, his gaze settling on a woman sitting a couple of seats down. She's sipping on a mixed drink, her expression distant and lost in thought. He can't help but notice the sadness in her eyes.

The bartender returns with his drink, setting it down in front of him. Jacob takes a sip, letting the burn of the alcohol distract him from his own aches and pains. His eyes flicker back to the woman, his curiosity piqued by her melancholy demeanor.

Jacob watches her out of the corner of his eye, his gaze lingering on her delicate features. She's beautiful, but there's something more to her, something that draws him in despite himself. He finds himself debating whether or not to strike up a conversation with her.

As he ponders, she glances up and catches his gaze. Their eyes lock for a moment, and a jolt of electricity shoots through him. She quickly looks away, but the damage is done. Jacob's interest is piqued, and he can't resist the urge to approach her.

He downs the rest of his drink, his heart racing with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. Taking a deep breath, he slides off the stool and walks over to where she's sitting. He clears his throat, trying to sound casual as he speaks.

"Hey," he says, his voice rough yet friendly. "Mind if I join you?"

She looks up at him, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. "Um, sure," she replies, gesturing to the empty seat next to her. "Go ahead."

He takes a seat, the proximity to her causing his heart to beat even faster. Up close, he can see the subtle lines of worry etched on her face, the weariness in her eyes. "You look like you've had a rough night," he comments, hoping to strike up a conversation.

She glances at him, a small, wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You could say that," she replies, her voice soft and tired. She wasn't going to trauma dump on a complete stranger how her dad had been killed in a robbery gone wrong."You look like you been dragged to hell and back."

Jacob chuckles, wincing slightly as the movement sends a twinge of pain through his sore muscles. "I'm a professional wrestler." he explains, rolling his shoulders to ease some of the tension. "Takes a lot out of you."

"Ah, so that explains the bruises," she says, nodding in understanding. Her eyes roam over his body, taking in the various marks and scars that litter his skin with curiosity noticing the small wound on his head. "Doesn't look like you need stitches but you might wanna get that checked out."

"You're a doctor or something?" he asks, noticing the keen observation in her gaze.

"No, actually," she replies, though there's still a sense of pride in her voice. "I'm a nurse. Just graduated."

"Impressive," he says, genuinely admiring her accomplishment. "Congrats, beautiful."

Myra smiles softly, and she looks down at her drink, avoiding his gaze. "Thanks," she mumbles, clearly unused to being complimented like that. Her friends were supportive of course but still. "I'm Myra, by the way."

"Jacob," he replies, holding out his hand for her to shake. "Nice to meet you, Myra."

She takes his hand, her touch sending a small shiver down his spine. Her skin is soft and cool against his calloused palm, a stark contrast to the roughness of his own. They hold hands for a moment longer than necessary before she lets go, her heart skipping a beat. When was the last time a man gave her butterflies? oh right. Her high school sweetheart Devon who had ultimately cheated on her, broke her heart and made her swear off relationships for the foreseeable future.

Myra pushes the memories of Devon aside, focusing on the man in front of her. There was something about Jacob that intrigued her, despite the fact that he was a total stranger. Something about his tattoos, and the jewelry in his locs. His rugged appearance, his confident demeanor, and the way he looked at her with a mixture of curiosity and admiration all made her feel seen in a way she hadn't in a long time.

They sit in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. The air between them is charged with an unspoken tension, and it's making Myra's heart race. She steals a glance at him, taking in the way his muscles ripple under his shirt as he moves. He catches her looking, a small smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

"See something you like?" he asks, his voice low and suggestive.

Myra pauses a moment and sips her drink to hide how embarrassed she was at being caught staring. "I was just...um..." she stammers, searching for an excuse.

Jacob grins, clearly enjoying her flustered state. "No need to be shy," he says, leaning closer to her. "I don't mind you looking."

His proximity makes her heart pound even harder in her chest. She can smell his cologne, a masculine scent that sends a shiver down her spine. She tries to maintain her composure, but it's difficult with him so close to her. "What if I'm tryna do more than look?" she said seductively.

Jacob's eyes darken at her words, his gaze raking over her body. "Shit, I just hope you know what you getting into, babygirl," he replies, his voice husky with desire.

Myra's breath hitches at the pet name, her body reacting instinctively to the way he says it. She meets his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and challenge. "Oh, I think I can handle it," she says, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach.

The tension between them reaches its boiling point, and before they know it, they're stumbling out of the bar and up to the 5th floor.

As soon as they reach his room, Jacob pushes Myra up against the door, his lips crashing down on hers in a fierce, passionate kiss. She melts into him, her body arching against his as she returns the kiss with equal fervor.

They stumble their way into the room, barely managing to make it to the bed before their clothes are being torn off. Jacob's hands roam over her body, his touch both gentle and rough at the same time. He nips at her neck, leaving a trail of love bites in his wake as he moves down to her collarbone.

Myra moans softly as he continues his exploration of her body. She can feel the roughness of his stubble against her skin, sending shivers down her spine yet again. Her nails scrape against his back, leaving red marks in their wake.

Jacob groans at the sensation, his hips grinding against hers as he moves lower. He kisses and licks his way down her chest, his lips closing around one of her nipples. He teases it with his tongue, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as he looks up at her through hooded eyes.

Myra's back arches off the bed, her breath coming in short gasps as he continues his assault on her body. She can feel the heat pooling between her legs, her desire for him growing with every touch and every kiss.

Jacob smirks against her skin, sensing her growing need. He moves lower, trailing kisses down her stomach until he reaches the apex of her thighs. He looks up at her again, his eyes dark with lust. "You want this, babygirl?" he asks, his voice rough with desire.

Myra nods, unable to form coherent words. She can feel his breath against her sensitive skin, and it's driving her wild. She wants him, needs him, more than she's ever needed anyone before.

Without waiting another second, Jacob dives in, his tongue exploring her with expert precision. He knows exactly how to touch her, how to make her writhe and moan beneath him. His fingers grip her thighs, holding her in place as he devours her.

Myra's hands fist in the sheets, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure wash over her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing second. "Jacob, please," she gasps, her voice trembling with need.

Jacob grins against her, his tongue flicking over her sensitive clit. He can tell she's close, and he's determined to push her over the edge. He doubles his efforts, his movements becoming more urgent as he brings her closer and closer to her release.

Myra's body trembles, her legs shaking as she teeters on the edge of ecstasy. She can feel the tension building within her, every nerve ending in her body tingling with anticipation. And then, with a final flick of his tongue, she shatters, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pure bliss.

As Myra comes down from her high, Jacob reaches over to the bedside table and grabs a condom. He rips it open with his teeth, his eyes never leaving hers as he rolls it on.

He moves over her, his body hovering above hers as he positions himself at her entrance. "You ready for me, babygirl?" he asks, his voice rough with desire.

Myra nods, her body still sensitive from her orgasm. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Yes, please," she breathes, her voice trembling with anticipation.

With a low growl, Jacob thrusts into her, burying himself to the hilt. He stills for a moment, allowing her to adjust to his size, before starting to move. His pace is rough and urgent, his hips snapping against hers as he takes her hard and fast.

Myra's nails rake down his back, leaving red trails in their wake as she clings to him. She meets his thrusts with her own, her body arching off the bed as she matches his rhythm. Her moans fill the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies coming together.

Jacob's grip on her hips tightens, his fingers digging into her skin as he pounds into her relentlessly. Sweat drips down his forehead, his muscles straining with the effort of holding back his own release. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groans, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

Myra's walls flutter around him, the sensation sending him closer to the edge. He can feel her body tightening around him, signaling that she's close again. "Come for me, babygirl," he growls, his eyes locked on hers.

With a few more hard thrusts, Myra is coming undone again, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Her walls clench around him, pulling him deeper inside her as she cries out his name.

The feeling of her coming apart beneath him sends Jacob over the edge as well. He buries his face in her neck, his hips stuttering as he empties himself into the condom. His body shudders with pleasure, his grip on her hips tightening as he rides out his orgasm.

They collapse onto the bed, their bodies tangled together as they struggle to catch their breath. Well Damn.

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Present Day -

Kiley and Zilla had been dating for months now and felt it was time for them to officially move in together. As they packed up their things, they realized they needed some extra help moving all their belongings. Kiley's best friend, Myra, and Zilla's cousin, Jacob, had both offered to lend a hand.

Myra arrived at Kiley and Zilla's new place, ready to help with the move. As she walked in, she saw Jacob and Zilla lifting a heavy piece of furniture. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized him, but he didn't seem to recognize her.

Myra stood there for a moment, her eyes fixed on Jacob as he moved with ease, muscles flexing under his tight ass muscle shirt. She couldn't help but feel a pang of desire as she remembered their night together last summer.

Jacob continued to work, completely oblivious to Myra's presence. He was focused on the task at hand, his attention solely on helping Zilla. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Kiley saw Myra standing there and quickly went over to greet her best friend with a hug, "Hey Bookie"

Myra returned the hug, tearing her eyes away from Jacob for a moment. "Hey Le," she said, trying to act nonchalant. But her heart was still racing at the sight of him.

Kiley noticed the look on Myra's face and gave her a soft smile. "You okay? You seem a little... distracted," she asked.

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine." Myra said

Kiley chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? You're staring at Jacob like he's a piece of meat," she said with a smirk.

"What? No, I'm not," she protested, trying to play it cool. But she knew she had been caught.

"Not what?" Zilla asked as he and Jacob approached.

Myra's heart skipped a beat as Jacob walked closer, his eyes meeting hers for the first time. She could feel her cheeks heating up, and she silently cursed herself for being so obvious.

Zilla and Kiley exchanged a knowing look, both of them noticing the tension between Myra and Jacob.

Jacob's gaze lingered on Myra for a moment, she looked familiar but he couldn't place her.

"Hey, I don't think we've met," Jacob said, extending a hand to Myra. "I'm Jacob, Zilla's cousin."

Myra took his hand, her skin tingling at the touch. "Myra," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm Kiley's best friend."

Jacob's grip was firm, and he held her hand for a moment longer than necessary. His eyes searched her face, still trying to figure out why she looked so familiar.

Zilla watched the interaction between Myra and Jacob, a smirk playing on his lips. He knew his cousin was attracted to Myra, and he couldn't wait to see how this would play out.

Kiley nudged Zilla with her elbow, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Looks like someone's got a thing for Myra," she whispered.

Zilla chuckled quietly, "Ah shit. We get to bet on someone's love life this time? I bet they hook up within a week."

Kiley grinned, "Oh you're on. I bet it'll take them at least a month."

Zilla shook his head, "Too long. They're already attracted to each other, it's obvious. Give it a week."

"We're right here, dumbasses." Myra sighs

Zilla and Kiley both turn to look at Myra, grins on their faces. "We know," Zilla said with a smirk.

"And we don't care," Kiley added, winking at her friend. "You and Jacob are totally attracted to each other, it's only a matter of time before you give in."

Myra rolled her eyes, trying to act annoyed but secretly feeling a thrill at the thought of giving in to her attraction to Jacob.

Jacob, who had been listening to the conversation, couldn't help but smirk. He found Myra's feisty attitude endearing, and he was starting to wonder what it would be like to see her completely unravel.

Jacob, not one to waste time, took a step closer to Myra. "Hey, can I ask you something?" he asked, his voice low and confident.

Myra's heart skipped a beat at his tone, but she tried to maintain her cool exterior. "What is it?" she asked, meeting his gaze with a raised eyebrow.

"Would you want to go out with me sometime?" he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Myra was taken aback by the question, and for a moment, she was speechless. She hadn't expected him to be so direct, and her mind was racing with conflicting emotions.

Zilla and Kiley watched the exchange with bated breath, eager to see how Myra would respond.

Myra took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "I...I, No." she said hesitantly, her heart pounding in her chest.

Jacob's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "Really? Why not?" he asked, trying to hide his disappointment.

"You figure out why." Myra said sharply, "Kiley, I'ma head home, boo. Love you. Peace, Zilla."

Zilla and Kiley exchanged a look, both of them surprised by Myra's response and confused.

Kiley shrugged, "Damn, I thought she'd go for it."

Zilla chuckled, "Guess we'll have to reevaluate our bet."

Kiley nodded in agreement, "Yeah, no way was she going to say no for no reason. Something's going on with her."

"I'm gon' head out too, Uce." Jacob tells Zilla.

Zilla nodded, "Alright, man. See you later."

He watched as Jacob left, still reeling from Myra's rejection.

Zilla turned to Kiley, a thoughtful expression on his face. "You think we should talk to her about it?" he asked.

"I'd rather you fuck me all over our new house. Break it in good." Kiley said.

Zilla chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire. "Now that's an offer I can't refuse."

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Baddie and The Beast | Jacob Fatu x Black!Fem OC | 18+!

Description: Iris goes into labor, Myra and Jacob run into each other at the hospital.

Chapter: 3/6

Face Claim: Flo Milli

Warnings: Mention of pregnancy and childbirth, making out, teasing, semi public play, praise, fingering, dirty talk.

This is the Jacob x Myra sequel to Swipe Right, Rivals With Benefits and Kiss It Better. As always my stories are NOT about real people and does not reflect their character. This is very much an 18+ BDSM based romance with some comedy thrown in there. If kink content isn't for you, specifically Primal Kink (google if need be) for this one, please scroll. You have been warned.

Word count: 2,043

My masterlist can be found here

Taglist: @lov3rla03 @adoreesun @Isabella-2025 @skyesthebomb @acute-crashout-jeyuso @raya-hunter01

Myra sat in a café with her best friends LeLe and Chris, sipping on a coffee as they chatted. They were her confidants, the people she could always rely on for advice and support.

She had been struggling with the decision to call Jacob, debating back and forth in her mind. She knew she needed someone to talk to about it, so she opened up to them.

LeLe listened intently as Myra explained her dilemma. She was known for being a great listener, always offering a non-judgmental ear to her friends.

Chris, on the other hand, had a more direct approach. "You know what you should do," he said, looking at Myra with a raised eyebrow. "You should just call him and see what happens. Get you some."

Kiley chimed in, "I think Chris has a point. You won't know if you can forgive him until you talk to him" She took a sip of her coffee before adding, "He's a good guy, Myra. I promise."

Myra bit her lip, contemplating their words. She knew they were right, but there was still a part of her that was hesitant. "But what if it just ends badly again?" she asked, voicing her fear.

Chris shrugged. "You can't let fear hold you back from what could be an amazing opportunity. Besides, sometimes good things come out of taking risks."

LeLe nodded in agreement. "And if it doesn't work out, at least you'll know you tried. But don't let the what-ifs hold you back from something that could be great."

Myra sighed, knowing her friends were right. She had to take the risk and call Jacob. "You're right," she said, taking a deep breath. "I'll call him tonight."

Kiley's phone suddenly rang. She quickly pulled it out of her bag and answered the call.

Kiley's eyes widened in surprise as she heard Jax's voice on the other end of the line. "What? She's going into labor? Now?" she exclaimed, her heart racing.

Kiley quickly explained the situation to Myra and Chris, who were both equally surprised. "I have to go," she said, grabbing her things and standing up. "Iris needs me."

Chris saw the look on Myra's face and knew what she was thinking. "Hey," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Why don't you go with LeLe? You can help keep her company and maybe you'll run into Jacob at the hospital."

Myra considered his suggestion for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in her mind. On one hand, it could be a perfect opportunity to talk to Jacob without it being awkward or forced. On the other hand, she didn't want to be a distraction during such a critical time for her friend.

Kiley, who had already started to leave, turned back to Myra. "Come on," she urged.

Myra nodded, deciding to go with Kiley. "Okay, I'll go," she said, gathering her things and following her bestie out of the café.

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The hospital was bustling with activity as Kiley and Myra rushed through the doors. They hurried to the maternity ward, where they found Zilla, Jax, Jey, Jimmy, Naomi, Imani and Amira as well as some other family members in the waiting room while Roman and iris were in delivery.

Jax spotted Kiley and Myra and waved them over. "You made it," she said, looking relieved. The rest of the group looked up and smiled, glad to see more family had arrived.

"How's Iris doing?" Kiley asked, taking a seat next to Jax after greeting Zilla with a quick peck on the lips. Myra sat down next to her, trying to calm her nerves.

Jax let out a sigh. "She's been in labor for a few hours now. The contractions are getting closer together, so the doctor says it shouldn't be too much longer."

Kiley, being a nurse herself, started asking more medical questions about Iris's condition and how many centimeters she was dilated. She wanted to make sure everything was going smoothly and that her sister was being taken care of properly.

Myra, needing to stretch her legs and get away from the chaos of the waiting room after awhile, decided to head over to the vending machine to grab a snack. As she approached, she saw a familiar figure standing in front of it, scrolling through his phone.

Myra's heart skipped a beat as she realized it was Jacob. She froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. Should she just pretend she didn't see him and walk away? Or should she talk to him?

As if sensing her presence, Jacob looked up from his phone and locked eyes with Myra. A mixture of surprise and uncertainty flickered across his face as he saw her standing there.

They stood there for a moment, both unsure of what to say. The air was thick with tension and unspoken words. Finally, Jacob broke the silence. "Hey," he said softly, taking a step closer to her.

Myra swallowed hard, trying to calm her racing heart. "Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

They stood in silence for another moment, just staring at each other. Finally, Jacob spoke again. "I'm sorry."

Myra looked at him, "You already apologized. In the note. Thank you for autographs for the fundraiser."

Jacob nodded, a hint of guilt in his eyes. "I know, but I wanted to say it in person. I know a note isn't enough."

"Why did you never call me after we..?" Myra trailed off.

Jacob looked down, guilt washing over him. "I lost my phone. I don't know. I was drunk and.. I forgot. that's why didn't recognize you when we met again.

Myra let out a frustrated sigh. "You forgot?" she repeated, unable to hide the hurt in her voice. "That's all you have to say? You forgot?"

Jacob winced at the pain in her voice. "I know it's not an excuse. I messed up, and I wanna make it up to you."

Myra looked at him skeptically. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

Jacob took a deep breath, steeling himself for rejection. "Go out with me," he said, his voice low and earnest. "Please. Give me another chance."

Myra's heart skipped a beat at his words. Part of her wanted to say no, to protect herself from getting hurt again. But another part of her was still drawn to him, despite everything that had happened. She looked at him, searching his eyes for any sign of deception.

Jacob held her gaze, his eyes pleading with her to give him another chance. "I know I messed up before," he said, taking a step closer to her. "But I've changed. I'm not the same person I was back then."

Myra hesitated for a moment longer, before finally nodding her head. "Okay," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll give you another chance."

Jacob's face lit up with relief and gratitude. "Thank you," he breathed, reaching out to take her hand. "I won't let you down this time, I promise."

As their fingers intertwined, Myra felt a spark of electricity pass between them. Without even realizing it, they had both leaned in closer to each other. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, full of longing and pent-up desire.

The kiss quickly deepened, both of them pouring all their emotions into it. Jacob's arms wrapped around Myra's waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss even further.

Myra melted into his embrace as she responded eagerly to his kiss. Their bodies pressed against each other, the tension between them growing with each passing moment.

In a moment of impulsive desire, Jacob broke the kiss and grabbed Myra's hand, leading her towards the janitor's closet. He pushed the door open and pulled her inside, closing it behind them with a soft click.

Once inside, Jacob pressed Myra against the wall, his lips finding hers again in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist.

Myra moaned softly as Jacob's hands explored her body, her own hands roaming over his chest and back. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, the hardness of his muscles beneath her fingers.

Jacob's lips trailed down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. His hands slid under her shirt, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

Myra's head fell back against the wall, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to the sensations. Her breath came in short gasps as Jacob's hands continued to explore her body, teasing and tormenting her in the most delicious way.

Suddenly, Jacob's hand slipped beneath the waistband of her jeans, his fingers finding their way to her most intimate spot. He groaned against her neck, feeling how wet she was for him.

Myra's hips bucked against his hand, seeking more friction. She let out a needy whimper, her body craving his touch. "Please," she breathed, her voice barely audible.

Jacob pressed his lips against her ear, his voice low and rough. "Shhh, baby. You don't want nobody hearing, do you?"

Myra shook her head, biting her lip to stifle a moan as Jacob's fingers continued to work their magic between her legs. She tried to be quiet, but it was getting harder and harder with each passing moment.

Jacob chuckled softly, enjoying the way he was able to unravel her with just his touch. "That's it, sweetheart," he murmured. "You gotta stay quiet for me. Can you do that? You can be a good girl for me?"

Myra nodded again, her eyes screwed shut in concentration as she fought to control her moans. Her body was aflame with desire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure.

Jacob's fingers quickened their pace, rubbing her clit in just the right way to drive her wild. He could feel her body trembling against his, and he knew she was close. "Come on, baby," he whispered. "Let go for me."

Myra's breath hitched in her throat as the pressure inside her reached its peak. She tried to hold back, but the sensations were too much. With a soft cry, she tumbled over the edge, her body shuddering in release.

Jacob held her tightly as she came, his lips finding hers in a hungry kiss to muffle her cries. He could feel her body clenching around his fingers, and it drove him wild with desire.

As Myra came down from her high, Jacob slowly withdrew his hand from her jeans. He kissed her neck softly, his own body aching with need. "You're so beautiful when you come undone," he murmured against her skin.

"You're such a good girl for me, baby," Jacob whispered, his voice full of praise. "You came so hard, didn't you? Just from my fingers."

Myra shivered at his words, a fresh wave of arousal washing over her. She loved it when he called her a good girl, and she wanted more.

Jacob smirked, noticing the effect his words were having on her. "You like it when I call you that, don't you? You like being my good girl."

Myra looked up at him, her eyes wide and pupils dilated with desire. "I...I love being your good girl," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Jacob smiled, pleased with her response. "Good girl," he said again, his hand gently caressing her cheek. "Such a good, obedient girl for me."

As Myra looked up at Jacob, a small part of her felt conflicted. She had always thought of herself as strong and independent, someone who didn't like to be controlled. But the way he called her a good girl and praised her made her feel...something different. It was as if a hidden desire was awakening within her.

Despite her initial resistance, Myra found herself craving his approval. Craving submission. She wanted to please him, to be the good girl he saw in her. The realization both thrilled and scared her.

Jacob could sense her internal struggle, He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. "Don't fight it, sweetheart." he whispered.

With his gruff voice whispering in her ear like that, she didn't know if she could fight her desire to be his even if she wanted to.

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Hii everyone! I will be posting Kinktober fics every Monday, Tuesday and Friday during the month of October!! 13 new smut stories will be released coinciding with the airing of RAW, NXT and SmackDown basically. Featured wrestlers will include Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Rhea Ripley (Jhea specifically), Jimmy Uso, Naomi, Solo Sikoa, Zilla Fatu and Jacob Fatu. Happy Kinktober, Y'all.

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Masterlist/Schedule below the cut!

Day #1 - Thigh Riding, Roman Reigns. (10/1)

🎃 Work

Day #2 - Orgasm Denial, Jey Uso. (10/4)

🎃 Body Say

Day #3 - Pussy Slapping, Zilla Fatu. (10/7)

🎃 Freakend

Day #4 - Human Furniture, Roman Reigns. (10/8)

🎃 Positions

Day #5 - Lap Dance, Jimmy Uso. (10/11)

🎃 Versace On The Floor

Day #6 - Ass Worship, Naomi. (10/14)

🎃 Slumber Party

Day #7 - Nipple Clamps, Solo Sikoa. (10/15)

🎃 Sweetest Pie

Day #8 - Breeding & Marking, Jacob Fatu. (10/18)

🎃 Animals

Day #9 - Collaring, Roman Reigns. (10/21)

🎃 Hrs & Hrs

Day #10 - Bondage, Jey Uso & Rhea Ripley. (10/22)

🎃 Made For Me

Day #11 - Sex Toys, Roman Reigns. (10/25)

🎃 Everyday

Day #12 - Brat Taming, Roman Reigns. (10/28)

🎃 Dangerous Woman

Day #13 - Costumes & Roleplay, Roman Reigns. (10/29)

🎃 Trick Or Treat

Happy Halloween 🦇

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Animals | Jacob Fatu x Black!fem OC (SMUT) 18+!!!

Kinktober Day #8: Breeding & Marking

"Baby, I'm preying on you tonight.

Hunt you down eat you alive

Just like animals.

Animals, Like animals-mals..." 🎶

Description: Jacob celebrates his tag title win with his wife

Warnings: Breeding, marking, rough sex, possessiveness (on a healthy level?), somewhat primal, dirty talk, degradation, vaginal sex.

Face claim: Saweetie

MDNI!! 18+ BELOW THE CUT

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

As always my fics are based in kayfabe, not about real people.

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Jacob sat in the bloodline locker room, anxiously awaiting the arrival of his wife, Arielle. He had just won his first championship in WWE and was eager to celebrate with her. She had flown in just for his championship match.

As he paced back and forth, the door swung open and Arielle walked in, a smile on her face. "Congrats, babe," she said, walking up to him and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I'm so proud of you."

Jacob and Arielle had been together for a little over five years, initially she was just his hairstylist. Nights and nights of sitting up just the two of them laughing and bonding while she did his retwist brought on feelings neither of them could ignore.

the amount of times she'd pop his hand with her comb and scold him for his inability to stay still made her feel like she was turning into her grandmama. No one knew how to work her last nerve like Jacob Fatu.

And coincidentally, no one had ever given her butterflies like Jacob Fatu. His laugh was contagious. His genuine personality. He'd swept her off her feet. The way his goofy ass had insisted on telling people that in this story the little mermaid falls for the big bad wolf, not the prince. This of course being a play on her name being Arielle and his gimmick being the Samoan werewolf.

Jacob spent the last 5+ years grinding and putting in blood, sweat and tears on the Indies to support her and their growing family, they had two children, Kirsten (4) and Samuel (2) whom Arielle had sent off with her parents for the weekend so that she and Jacob could have their moment to celebrate. The struggle was over.

Jacob pulled her close, breathing in her scent. "Thank you, baby," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Arielle looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "So, what are we going to do to celebrate?" she asked.

Jacob grinned, a mischievous glint in his eye. "I have something in mind," he said, his voice low and seductive. "But I think we should go back to the hotel first."

Arielle raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Lead the way," she said, a playful smile on her lips.

Once they arrived at the hotel, Jacob quickly pulled Arielle into the room and closed the door behind them. He pinned her against the wall, his body pressing against hers.

"I've been thinking about this all day," he growled.

Jacob's hands roamed over Arielle's body, his touch possessive and hungry. He nipped at her earlobe, his breath hot against her skin. "You're mine, and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

Arielle moaned as Jacob's lips moved down to her collarbone. "I'm all yours, Jacob," she said, her voice breathless. "I've always been yours."

Jacob pulled back slightly, his eyes burning with desire. "Good," he said, his hands sliding down to her hips. "... 'Cause I'm bout to mark you as mine tonight."

He picked her up and carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently before crawling on top of her.

Jacob hovered over Arielle, his eyes roaming over her body. He could feel the heat building between them, the primal urge to claim her as his own growing stronger with every passing second.

He leaned down and captured her lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. Arielle moaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

Jacob broke the kiss and began trailing kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin. "I'm going to leave marks all over your body," he growled. "So that everyone knows you belong to me."

Arielle gasped as Jacob's teeth grazed her skin, the sharp sting sending a thrill through her body. "Yes," she moaned, arching her back. "Mark me, Jacob. I want everyone to know who I belong to..."

Jacob growled low in his throat, his hands roaming over her body possessively. He nipped and sucked at her skin, leaving a trail of purple-ish red marks in his wake.

He moved down to her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and biting down gently. Arielle cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as he worked his way down her body.

Jacob positioned himself between Arielle's legs, his eyes locked on hers. "Ready for me to breed this lil pussy again, baby? " he said, his voice low and seductive.

He thrust into her hard, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. Arielle gasped, her nails digging into his back as she adjusted to his size.

Jacob began to move, his thrusts rough and possessive. He pounded into her relentlessly, his eyes burning with desire. "Mine," he growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Mine to fuck. Mine to mark. Mine to breed."

Arielle's moans filled the room, her body arching up to meet Jacob's every thrust. She could feel his primal desire, his need to claim her as his own, and it only served to turn her on even more.

"Harder," she gasped, her nails digging deeper into his back.

Jacob grunted, his pace quickening as he gave her exactly what she wanted. He drove into her with brutal force, his signature crazy eyes flashing with dominance.

"You like that, don't you?" he growled. "You like it when when I breed you like a lil bitch in heat.... Gonna knock you up again. Gotta grow the bloodline, babygirl."

Arielle's body tensed, her muscles clenching around Jacob's cock as he continued to pound into her. "Please," she gasped, her voice desperate. "Please, breed me, Jacob. I need it."

Jacob's thrusts became even more frantic, his movements becoming erratic as he felt his own release approaching.

"I'm going to come," Jacob growled, his body tensing. "I'm going to fill you up with my cum and breed you so good."

Arielle cried out, her body convulsing as she reached her own climax. "Yes!" she screamed, her back arching off the bed. "Yes, Jacob, breed me! Give me your cum!"

Jacob let out a guttural cry as he finally reached his peak, his hips jerking as he emptied himself inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his body slick with sweat as he panted for breath.

Jacob lay on top of Arielle, his body spent but satisfied. He nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent as he tried to catch his breath.

"You did so well, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion. Jacob slowly pulled out of Arielle, wincing slightly at the loss of contact. He looked down at her, a possessive gleam in his eyes.

"Let me clean you up," he said, his voice low and gentle. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a towel, then began to wipe her down gently, making sure to be extra careful with her sensitive areas.

Once he was finished cleaning her up, Jacob tossed the towel aside and lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms. He stroked her hair gently, his touch soothing and comforting.

"You did so well," he repeated, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You were such a good girl for your alpha." he stated, their honorific being 'Alpha' of course another play on the whole werewolf thing. As an avid romance reader, Arielle loved every bit of it.

Arielle snuggled into Jacob's chest, feeling safe and content in his arms. "I love you," she murmured, her voice soft and sleepy.

Jacob tightened his arms around her, holding her close. "I love you too, baby," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "You're mine forever, and I'll always take care of you."

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About me + Masterlist! ☝🏾

MY MASTERLIST CAN BE FOUND AT THE END OF THIS POST!! ♡

Hi, Everyone. I'm Luna. 25. She/Her. MDNI. I've been a wrestling fan since the early 00s and a Roman Reigns stan since the second he debuted with the shield. He was/is my first, current and forever wrestling crush 💕 I'm here to post fan art, fan fiction (all of my OCs are black women!), edits and occasionally shitpost 💖

As someone who deals with chronic illness/pain + Mental illness, some days I question my ability to push through, and when that happens I am able to remind myself that Joe Anoa'i does it everyday and so can I. This man right here is my inspiration. This man is my hero. It really is that deep for some of us. Wrestling and fandom in general can be that deep!I'm a huge Roman Reigns fan but I'm a Joe Anoa'i fan above all. He also reminds me that while I can fight through it and push myself, it's okay to take the rest I need. One of the billion reasons he's my GOAT ☝🏾 "I can, I will."

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🌶 = Smut 💙 = Fluff 💔 = Angst

"Jealous" Universe -

Jealous - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

34+35 - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

There Goes My Baby - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

Nonsense - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙

Worst To Me - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙💔

Welcome Back, OTC. (I'll make love to you) - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙

Nice & Slow (7 O'clock on the dot) - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙

Work - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

Positions - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

Hrs & Hrs - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙

Everyday - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

Dangerous Woman - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶

Trick Or Treat - Roman Reigns 🌶

"No Yeet" Universe -

No Yeet - Roman Reigns x OC 🌶 💙

Apologies - Roman Reigns x OC 💙💔

OTHER -

Good For You - Roman Reigns x reader (first person pov) 🌶

Unified - Roman Reigns x Reader x The Usos 🌶

How To Punish Your Brat - Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey 🌶

Sugar - Jey Uso x Reader (first person pov) 🌶 💙💔

Body Say - Jey Uso x OC 🌶

Made For Me - Jey Uso x Rhea Ripley 🌶 💙

Needy - Jey Uso x Reader 💙💔

Unified - The Usos x Reader x Roman Reigns 🌶

How To Punish Your Brat - Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey 🌶

POV Universe:

Point Of View - Jimmy Uso x Naomi x OC 🌶 💙

Versace On The Floor - Jimmy Uso x OC 🌶

Slumber Party - Naomi x OC 🌶

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Unified - The Usos x Reader x Roman Reigns 🌶

A Gorgeous Necklace - Solo Sikoa x OC 🌶

Water - Solo Sikoa x OC 🌶

Sweetest Pie - Solo Sikoa x OC 🌶

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Wolf's Den - Zilla Fatu x Reader x Jacob Fatu 💙🌶 💔

Attention - Zilla Fatu x Reader 🌶

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Swipe Right Series

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Swipe Right (Book #1) | Roman Reigns x Black OC | COMPLETE 💙🌶 💔

Chapter 1 - It's a Match

Chapter 2 - Electric

Chapter 3 - Trouble

Chapter 4 - Negotiations

Chapter 5 - Vulnerable

Chapter 6 - Claimed

Epilogue

Rivals With Benefits (Book #2) | Jey Uso x Black OC | COMPLETE 💙🌶 💔

Chapter 1 - Planning

Chapter 2 - Engagement Party

Chapter 3 - Stuck

Chapter 4 - Falling

Chapter 5 - Main Event

Kiss It Better (Book #3) | Zilla Fatu x Black OC | COMPLETE 🌶 💙💔

Chapter 1 - What It Is

Chapter 2 - Intimate

Chapter 3 - Secrets

Chapter 4 - Insatiable

Chapter 5 - Making it Right

Baddie and The Beast (Book #4) | Jacob Fatu x Black OC | ONGOING

Chapter 1 - Shape Of You

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Chapter 2 - Amends

Chapter 3 - Quiet

Chapter 4 - Primal

Chapter 5 - Feelings

Chapter 6 - Tale As Old As Time

Bloodline Imagines

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All imagines include kink based smut unless otherwise specified.

Imagine how each bloodline member would react to bratty!reader pranking them ٭ Featuring: Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso & Naomi, Solo Sikoa, Jacob Fatu, Zilla Fatu.

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Characters are not mine unless stated

ALL CONTENT IS 18+!!! MDNI

Requests are open for anything that does not involve heavy angst. I do however reserve the right to reject any request I am not comfortable with for whatever reason. If you have a request involving someone I do not write for or a topic I do not write, I will point you in the direction of someone who does/will. ALL OCs ARE BLACK WOMEN! That will not change.