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spiicii · 2 months ago

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the og bloodline / bloodline property (part one)

jey uso / jimmy uso / roman reigns / solo sikoa x fem!reader word count → 4k summary → you belong to the bloodline, in every sense of the word. and your job is to serve. links → masterlist / bloodline property (part two) tags → multiple partners, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, hair-pulling, praise kink, daddy kink, possessive behavior, hickies, dom/sub dynamics, vaginal sex, creampie, begging, light choking, crying, overstimulation

“Fuck, you feel perfect,” Jey groaned in your ear, his hands braced on either side of your head as he continued to thrust into you. You opened your legs wider to provide more access, allowing him to grind deeper, the tip of his cock now kissing your cervix.

Jey always started with you first. He was so good at getting you open and relaxed, so much sweeter in comparison to his brothers. He was always gentle, pressing chaste kisses against your cheek as he made sure you felt good. With Jey, it wasn’t just sex. He wanted to make you happy. Wanted you to enjoy it.

“You gon’ hurry the fuck up or what?” You heard Jimmy snap, always impatient.

Jey threw an annoyed glance over his shoulder. “Chill out, uce. We ain’t in a rush.”

Jimmy let out a huff, pacing the length of the room in frustration. “You takin’ too fuckin’ long. She needs a real man to show her what’s up.”

Jey curled his lip, a scathing remark on his tongue, before Roman’s booming voice interrupted them. “You'll get your turn soon enough.”

You couldn’t see him, not as Jey kept you caged between his arms, impaled on his cock, but Roman's next words left no room for argument. “Enough with the bickering."

The twins obeyed, though you could still see the annoyance on Jey’s face as he looked back down at you.

“Just ignore him, babygirl,” he whispered, peppering your neck with soft kisses. “You know I ain’t gon’ leave you hangin’. You know I always give you whatchu want.”

He always did.

You felt his hand reach down between the two of you, his long fingers finding that small, sensitive bud with ease. You felt sparks shoot down your spine at his touch, your legs falling open further just so you could feel more.

He chuckled against your skin, picking up the pace of both his hips and his fingers, pushing you closer and closer to your release.

He leaned up and brushed his lips against yours. They were soft, his kiss gentle as he continued to fuck into you, his fingers playing so perfectly with your clit that you found yourself writhing against him.

You threw your head back and searched for Roman, your mouth open as soft moans fell from your lips.

“Please, Daddy,” you begged, your thighs beginning to shake. “Please, can I come?”

The Tribal Chief was the only one who could grant you permission and you were pleased when you heard him off to the side, out of your line of vision, say, “You can come, pretty girl.”

The orgasm was perfect. It always was with Jey. Pleasure unfurled from your core as you sank deeper into the mattress, your muscles relaxing as the tension released. Jey wasn’t far behind, his hips stuttering against yours.

“Gonna fill you up, babygirl,” he gasped in your ear and that was the only warning you got before you felt him paint your walls white, warmth spreading inside of you at the feeling. He let out a contented sigh, continuing to press sweet kisses into your skin.

“You did so good, sweetheart,” he murmured, placing another kiss against your lips. You offered him a lazy smile, your eyes still glazed over from the pleasure he’d given you.

“Alright, alright, come on, uce. Move it.” Jimmy was already at your side, shoving at Jey in an effort to get him off of you.

Jey scowled, but he slowly pulled out of you, your body shivering from the feeling of emptiness.

“Will you chill out for two fucking seconds? Jesus, you act like you ain’t ever gon’ get a turn.”

“I been waitin’ all day. And I ain’t got time to sit here while you doin’…whatever that was.”

“Man, if you don’t-”

“Enough.” Roman’s voice quickly shut them up. He was used to this. The twins almost always bickered when they fucked you together. It was just their way. They were too competitive. And a little too possessive for someone they were meant to share.

Jey threw you a cheeky wink before finally climbing off of you, Jimmy already tangling his fingers into your hair and pulling you up to meet him.

“Been waitin’ to fuck this pretty pussy all day, little girl,” he growled, quickly hauling you to your feet. Jey preferred to fuck you in missionary, his face close to yours so he could kiss you and watch your eyes cross in pleasure. Jimmy, on the other hand, almost always fucked you from behind, holding you out on display for the entire world to see. He enjoyed grabbing you by the hair, your tits bouncing as he pounded into you from the back.

As he manhandled you into position, you met Roman’s gaze. He was sitting in the chair near the door, watching you with hooded eyes as Jimmy shoved you forward onto the bed, his hands gripping your hips brutally as he lined up behind you.

The Tribal Chief was generous and usually let his cousins go first on nights like this. He wasn’t hurried, knowing that you’d be begging for his cock by the end of it anyways. You may be Bloodline property, but Roman was the chief. You belonged to him.

Jimmy pushed into you, his cock thicker than Jey’s, causing your back to arch at the feeling. He let out a chuckle, grabbing a fistful of your hair. “So fucking tight,” he hissed, beginning to pump in and out of you. “You sure you fucked her, Jey?”

“Fuck off, man.”

You glanced over and saw that Jey was standing near Solo, both of them watching as Jimmy pounded into you from behind. Solo was always difficult to read, his eyes dark as he stared at you. Had it been a few months ago, you wouldn’t have known what he was thinking. Now you knew that the distinctive twinkle in his eye was lust, the barest, imperceptible tick of a jaw the only sign of his impatience.

He’d have a turn after Jimmy. That was how things usually went. If the Bloodline was anything, it was traditional. All four men were creatures of habit, which is perhaps why it hadn’t taken long for you to learn their routine, easily falling into their lifestyle. It had been difficult at first, managing all of their varying personalities, their different schedules, but you had learned.

Now as Jimmy continued to drill into you from the back, the tug on your hair bordering on painful, you were reminded of the very first lesson you had learned with them: you belonged to the Bloodline, in every sense of the word. They had claimed you. Owned you. Body and soul.

Jimmy shifted the angle of his hips, and you felt stars explode across your vision as he hit your g-spot with devastating accuracy, your knees almost buckling from how good it felt.

Jimmy pulled tighter on your hair and your mouth fell open, soft moans spilling from your parted lips. You heard Jimmy chuckle, his other hand gripping your hip so hard you knew it would bruise.

“What a good slut,” he snarled, his pace relentless as he bullied you towards your next orgasm. “You gonna come on this dick?”

You tried to nod but his grip on your hair made it impossible. Jimmy growled, smacking your ass for good measure as he kept up the brutal pace. The roughness of his thrusts combined with his incessant abuse against your g-spot had you spiraling towards orgasm. Again.

“Please, Daddy,” you begged, meeting the Tribal Chief’s gaze as Jimmy pulled on your hair so hard again tears sprung into your eyes. “Please, can I come?”

Roman’s eyes were dark, his face unreadable as he replied. “Come again, sweetheart.”

You felt the tension inside you snap, Jimmy wringing the orgasm from your body with each sharp thrust of his hips. Your walls contracted around him, causing him to groan.

“That’s right, little girl. Imma finish right here inside you. Right where I belong. Fuck!”

Jimmy yanked at your hair so hard that you were forced to stand, his hands now wrapping around your neck as he pulled you back against his chest. His grip tightened and you felt him release inside you, a new warmth spreading between your legs as he finished.

The world was still for a moment, your ears ringing like a jet had just flown by, until Jimmy finally relaxed, slowly loosening his fingers from the tight grip he’d kept on your neck.

“Good girl,” he praised, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. He slowly pulled out of you, and you whimpered, feeling some of his come leak out and trickle down your leg. Jimmy chuckled, pressing another kiss into your hair. This was the only time he was sweet like his twin, the post-orgasmic bliss making him tender and soft. You melted in his arms, allowing him to lay you softly back on the bed. He gently pushed you back against a pillow, his hands warm against your heated skin. “You always so good for me, pretty girl.”

You leaned into his touch and Jimmy smiled, brushing a few stray hairs from your face. He soon moved away, another hand now on your face, this one much bigger.

“You feeling good, sweetheart?” The Tribal Chief’s voice was low in your ear, sending shivers down your spine as his breath fanned across your neck. “Need your Daddy to take care of you?”

You let out a low whine, already reaching out for him, despite the gooey feeling in your arms. You heard Roman let out a chuckle, sitting up against the headboard and pulling you into his lap. You went easily, allowing his strong arms to wrap around you and bring you closer, your legs falling on either side of his hips to straddle him.

You realized now that things were not following their usual order. Usually, it was Solo who went next, leaving hickies and marks across your neck and chest as he fucked into you. You turned around instinctively to look for him, your brow furrowed in worry.

“Aw, you worried about Solo, babygirl?” Roman’s tone was patronizing, roughly grabbing your chin to look back at him. “Don’t want him to feel left out?”

You whimpered as he kept a tight grip on your chin, his eyes blazing with intensity as he looked up at you. “It’s alright, sweetheart,” he murmured, releasing your chin to cup your cheek. “Solo will get his turn. I just couldn’t wait any longer. You looked too perfect tonight. I just couldn’t help myself…”

He ran his hands across your body, admiring the way you reacted to his touch, your hips already rolling forward to meet the erection that was nudging against your inner thigh. He allowed you to take what you wanted, sinking onto his cock with ease, your toes curling at the full feeling inside of you.

“Good girl,” he praised, running his hands along your sides, his face now close to yours as he pressed sweet kisses against your jaw. “You like sitting in Daddy’s lap?”

You nodded, reaching out to touch the beautifully sculpted muscles of his chest as you began to move your hips, never taking your eyes off his.

The Tribal Chief was smirking at you, his large hands encircling your torso. “Such an eager slut, aren’t you, baby? Already been fucked twice and you still want more?”

You rolled your hips again in answer to his question, the feeling of him inside you erasing all thoughts from your brain, bliss overtaking your body. He always made you feel like this, his cock so thick and long that it completely filled you up, hitting that perfect spot inside of you with every thrust, no matter the angle. You could have sworn your insides had morphed to fit him perfectly and he seemed to agree.

“Just like you were made for me. Such a good girl for your Tribal Chief.”

Your eyes fluttered at his praise, rolling your head back as he pressed wet kisses to your exposed neck, teeth nipping at the pulse point beneath your jaw. You felt yourself clench around him and he laughed, reaching around to grab a handful of your ass as you began to grind on top of him.

“You gonna ride me, pretty girl?” Roman’s voice was a low growl, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips. “Gonna take what you want from me?”

“Yes, please,” you moaned, grinding further down so your clit could make contact with his skin. “Please, Daddy. I want you so bad.”

He laughed, the sound rumbling through the large expanse of his chest. “‘Atta girl,” he praised, allowing you to control the pace. “Take what you want. I’m all yours, sweetheart.”

Yours. Yours. Yours.

You lifted your hips and sank down again, gratified to hear the Tribal Chief make a pleased sound beneath you. You don’t often get him to ride him like this. He’s normally grabbing you and taking what he wants, almost always manhandling you to show off his incredible strength. Seeing him laid beneath you, his arm slung lazily behind his head as he watched you bounce up and down was rare. And you wanted to enjoy it.

You planted your hands against his tattooed chest, attempting to gain more leverage to lift yourself higher, moaning at the feeling of his dick splitting you open as you straddled him. You picked up the pace, the feeling of him inside you sending tendrils of pleasure shooting across your body.

“That’s it,” Roman encouraged, using his free hand to keep you steady above him, his touch keeping you grounded. “Don’t hurt yourself now. I’m not going anywhere, pretty girl.”

You obeyed, slowing your movements, but only a little. You rocked up and down, throwing your head back in pleasure. He made you feel so good. You weren’t sure how it was possible to feel this good, your skin tingling all over, soft pants falling from your open mouth as you rode him.

“Greedy thing, ain’t she, uce?” You heard Jimmy’s voice somewhere behind you, but you could hardly focus on it, tension beginning to coil inside you for a third time as you took what the Tribal Chief offered you.

Roman chuckled at his words, watching you with amusement as you bounced on his dick in desperation, chasing your own pleasure.

“So greedy she needs four men to take care of her, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

You nodded at his words though you were having difficulty hearing him, your own heartbeat in your ears.

Roman growled and pulled you closer, no longer lounging against the headboard as he wrapped his arms around you. This angle pushed him deeper inside and you gasped, stars exploding across your vision.

He began moving his own hips, thrusting up into you with easy strength, one of his hands tangling in your hair. He was impossibly deep now, and you felt your pussy spasm at the feeling.

“I know I let you fuck my cousins,” he growled in your ear, your pussy clamping down on him as he thrust into you harder. “But who do you really belong to? Who owns you, pretty girl?”

You were barely moving on your own now, Roman now fully taking control and shoving his cock deeper and deeper into you until you felt like you might pass out. Still, you somehow found the words he wanted to hear. “You, Daddy. I belong to you.”

The grip on your hair tightened and you felt his cock twitch inside of you. He was close. And so were you.

“Please,” you pleaded, your voice barely a whisper. “Please, can I come, Daddy? Please?”

“Come, pretty girl. Come on your Daddy’s dick.”

This orgasm was brutal, your thighs shaking in pleasure beneath Roman’s large hands. You felt yourself gush around his massive length, triggering his own finish. You heard him let out a groan, his grip on you tightening as he came.

He pumped a few more times into you, just to ensure that you took every last drop of his seed, before finally holding you still, his breath warm against your neck.

“Good girl,” he praised, releasing the grip on your hair and allowing your head to fall against his shoulder. “Such a good slut. You did so well.”

Your limbs felt heavy, your body now sensitive after three orgasms so close together. You shivered as Roman pulled out of you, more come dribbling out of your leaking cunt onto the bed below. Your breath was shaky, your muscles trembling from exertion.

“Come get her, Solo. She’s ready for you.”

You could barely register the Tribal Chief’s words, suddenly feeling your body being lifted off of him and into someone else’s arms. Solo’s arms. You immediately relaxed, nuzzling against his neck, body limp as he carried you.

He set you down gently against the mattress, propping you up against a pillow before climbing on top of you without much preamble. You opened your eyes to look up at him, feeling butterflies in your stomach as you met his intense gaze. His dark eyes were fiery, his jaw clenched as he looked down at you. His gold chain dangled in front you, glinting in the bedroom light.

“Solo,” you breathed, his name easy on your lips. He hardly ever spoke to you, but you had learned that he appreciated it when you spoke to him, even if he didn’t always show it. You reached up and placed a hand against his cheek, offering him a smile.

“She looks so fucked out, uce,” you heard one of the twins say. “Think you can get her to come again? She might be done.”

Solo’s eyes narrowed, the only sign that he was annoyed at his brother’s words. You knew that he didn’t mind fucking you like this, your body soft and pliable beneath his large hands, so easy for him to manhandle into any position he wants.

When he pressed his thick cock into you, you felt your eyes roll back into your head, the feeling bordering the fine line between pain and pleasure.

He was thicker than all of them and you usually had to take at least one of his brothers first just to prepare yourself. Even now you’d taken three dicks, and you still weren’t prepared for the burn as he stretched you out, small puffs of air escaping from your parted lips.

Solo let out a low groan as he gave you another inch, his mouth already latching onto your neck as he suckled a bruise against your skin. He loved marking you up, more possessive than either of his brothers. He wanted the whole world to know that you were his, more than happy to mottle your neck and chest with bruises. He finally bottomed out and you let out a whimper at the feeling, the burn at being stretched by his massive girth positively delicious. But he didn’t move. You met his gaze and saw that he was looking at you, almost expectantly. He wanted to hear it. Wanted to know that you needed him.

“Please, Solo,” you begged, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. “I need it. I need you. Please.”

His eyes darkened and before you fully realized it, he was pulling out and ramming back in, the thrust sending tendrils of pleasure up your spine as his thick cock massaged your walls. You couldn’t help the embarrassing whine that escaped your throat, overstimulation prickling at your exhausted muscles.

Solo continued to grind into you, his lips attaching themselves to your neck again, another bruise blossoming beneath his mouth. Solo had always been good at keeping you right on the edge between pain and pleasure, whether it was his massive cock splitting you open or his lips suckling a bruise beneath your jaw. It always left you head spinning, the feeling so euphoric that you almost feel like you’re floating.

His teeth grazed the delicate skin against your windpipe, and you moaned again, wrapping your legs around his waist just to pull him closer to you.

“Need you so bad, Solo,” you pleaded, looking back up at him in desperation. “Please, I can’t…I can’t-”

Another one of his thrusts had you whining, pleasure licking across your tired limbs like wildfire. Your nails dug into his shoulder as you pulled him close, the sound of his name leaving your lips spurring him on as he continued to drill into you.

Solo leaned down and you felt his lips ghost across the shell of your ear. “You want me, pretty girl?” he asked, his voice so low that only you could hear. You let out a gasp as he dragged across your g-spot, his thrusts sending you closer and closer to the edge.

“I want you so bad,” you whimpered, pressing small kisses against his neck. “Please, I need you. Give it to me, please. Please…”

You couldn’t speak anymore. Not as his hips snapped against yours, tension growing in your abdomen at the feel of him inside you. He reached around and grabbed one of your thighs, pushing it forward to allow better access to your puffy cunt. A strangled moan escaped your lips, and you felt like he was splitting you in half, your g-spot so abused by now that you weren’t sure you could take it anymore.

You opened your mouth, trying to form the words on your lips, but you couldn’t. Your head felt empty, Solo’s cock pistoning in and out of you with such force that you knew you wouldn’t be able to walk again for days.

“Daddy,” you managed to whisper, your eyes glazing over as Solo grunted, raising up your other leg to push you into a full mating press. A strangled scream ripped from your throat and tears sprung into your eyes. You were completely helpless beneath him now, pinned to the bed beneath his massive weight, his cock feeling like it was sawing you in half.

The tension inside you was coiling again, but you still couldn’t find the words to ask for permission, your head feeling as though it were stuffed with cotton. There was only one word you could think of.

“Daddy.”

You repeated his name like a mantra, your body no longer your own as Solo drilled into you, your legs next to your ears.

“What is it, sweetheart?”

You heard the Tribal Chief’s voice and almost wept at the sound.

“Daddy, please.” You still couldn’t find the words, your eyes unable to focus on anything except Solo’s dark eyes, dangerously close to the edge of your fourth orgasm.

“Use your words, princess. What do you need?” The Tribal Chief’s voice was soft, and you felt your entire body tense.

“I can’t…” You gasped, Solo’s face blurring as tears began to fall. “Please…I can’t…”

“Yes, you can.” Roman’s voice was firmer now, and you knew it would displease him if you came without permission. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

Solo’s hand found your clit and you screamed again, though this time you used your words. “Please, can I come? Please, please, please.”

“Come, slut.”

Your vision went white. The pleasure was so intense that your entire body shook, walls spasming helplessly around Solo’s massive cock. You wanted to move, but you were still pinned to the bed, your feet still by your ears as Solo held you down. You were vaguely aware of the sounds you were making, alternating between high-pitched whines and fucked-out whimpers. You might have been embarrassed if it didn’t feel so fucking good.

“So fuckin’ pretty when you come,” Solo grunted in your ear, finally spilling into you as he chased his own pleasure, coating your insides with his seed.

You weren’t sure what happened after that. Your vision was blurry with tears, your throat hoarse from your screams. You felt Solo finally release you, leaning up and allowing your legs to fall back onto the bed. You felt his come trickle from your abused hole, all mixed together from the multiple loads you’d taken from his brothers and cousin.

You felt someone’s lip on your forehead, pressing a tender kiss to your fevered brow. “Such a good girl.” he murmured, his tone soft. “You serve my bloodline so well.”

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ceceslibrary · 9 months ago

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CECE'S FIC RECS

BTS

Updated: April 24th, 2024

Fic Rec list 2

Namjoon

TRY AGAIN | jiminscockr1ng

Tonight We're Dancing | unique-high

"Cry for me" | prettyprincejk

Cleaning Day | gojosnympho

About Love | jjkeverlast

Closer | joon4eva

Between the pages | hwanghyunjinenthusiast

Cross Your Mind | dearlyjoonie

Lifeline | downbad4yoongi

Late Night Texting | hobistyles

My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold | daechwitatamic

Sundress | cheolhub

Doom boy | soft4gguk

Sexy Feeling | btsrunmylife

My Goddess | purpleyoonn

Quid Pro Quo | sopejinsunflower

Dream Girl | nmjoon-n

Rival Academia | aseaofyoongi

Cat and Mouse | aaagustd

Too sweet | teenytinyjimin

Jin

Payment Plan | trivia-yandere

Oh Baby | k00sblogger

Yoongi

Angel | sailoryooons

So it Goes | prodagustd

A New Rhythm | sluttywoozi

Three tangerines | kithtaehyung

Wife | mggsv

Jhope

"Missed you." | dilfhoseokie

Daisies | jeonaachu

Jimin

Disease | piedinthepiper

Camping | swanlakebaby

Missing You | swanlakebaby

My girl | k00sblogger

Daddy's Home | lovecoree

Taehyung

His Special Secret | kooktrash

Craving You | hoseokhasmyheartxx

The End is You and I | yonkimink

Distraction | lovecoree

Jungkook

Malibu | joonberriess

Seven | joonberriess

All mine | tanniefm

Side B!tch...? | bubbbii

Sunkissin' | peachyjeonss

Wild Thoughts | sxtaep

On and Off | gashinabts

The Broken Vow | lleldey

Blackout | jjungxkook

Long Way Home | sparklingchim

Over The Odds | jungk0oksthighs

Between Roommates | kooktrash

Shut Up and Kiss Me | ahgasegotarmy116

I miss you, I'm sorry | teenytinyjimin

Let me take care of you | ahgasegotarmy116

Nothing Serious | kooqitas

OT7/Multiple Members

Boyfriend for Hire | remedyx

All Bite, No Bark | spiderlilyserendipity

3 strikes | mapofthesea

Wolves in Sheep's Clothing | peachypinkgloss

Agains The Odds | jungk0oksthighs

WWE

Jey Uso

White Lies | tribalhoochie

We Ain't Going to Bed Angry | rays-hunter01

She My Bestfriend, Yeah We Ain't a Couple | kyleoreillylover

Mr. Right Now | femdisa

Massage. | miyuhpapayuh

Chasin' | southerngirl41

Warm | msbigredmachine

This is Cinema | romanreignseater

Baecation | tribalhoochie

Jimmy Uso

I Hate You Too | femdisa

Dressing Room. | miyuhpapayuh

Beauty Calls | aintnorainbows

Pull Up | harmshake

It's A Scream, Baby | theninthwonder

Stay By My Side | aalyssah

Tension | visionarymode

Permission | theninthwonder

Can you focus on me? | pr0wlerpunk

Roman Reigns

Lingerie Fun | strawberry-milku

Can't Handle It | visionarymode

Under His Spell | southerngirl41

Forgotten Kisses | uceyreiignss

Michael B. Jordan/Erik Killmonger

I get high, high, high | cocoa-puffs

Just Friends | cocoa-puffs

Freshout | cocoa-puffs

Domesticity | cocoa-puffs

In the Morning | nahimjustfeelingit-writes

Office Bae Series pt. 1, pt. 2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6 | nahimjustfeelingit-writes

Neighbors to Lovers pt. 1, pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4| nahimjustfeelingit-writes

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desire4ella · 3 months ago

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🎀 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖🎀

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Roman Reigns,Jey Uso and Jimmy Uso

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In which we explore the things the boys like during sex

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Daddy kink!,Spitting,Spanking, Face slapping( not too hard tho)and plenty more.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,365

౨ৎ 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐔𝐒𝐎౨ৎ

1. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡,𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬: “comon baby, I know you can do it” he groaned out as he gripped unto your waist watching as you struggled to take his full member, you whine out in return as you placed your two hands on his chest in hopes of steadying yourself on his thick cock “ I’m trying daddyyy, your dick is to biggg”. Rolling his eyes he braced himself upwards and gripped your hips even tighter “I guess i just have to do it myself ” and with that being said he started to piston in and out of your sloppy hole in such a way that you couldn’t even scream, the only sounds escaping your mouth was pathetic little gasps.” reaching his hands down, he gripped unto your rounded ass and presented a harsh smack on your left cheek “that’s it baby, let daddy hear all those moans” your eyes rolled at the back of your head as your head was swarming with static noises and your vision blurry.

2. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : He smirked as he watched your tears trickle down your face, It was such a turn on for him because he knew only he could make you cry in pleasure like this , the way you looked so fucked out and cock drunk made him so weak to his knees. He leaned down close to your face and used one of his hands to grip your jaw “ Awwww is my little baby bout to cum all over daddies dick,hmm?” he faked pouted as he continued his assault against your aching pussy,when he didn’t get a response he gave a little smack against your swollen clit, grunting he said “ I said are.you.going.to.cum.on.daddies.dick?”with every syllable he uttered was a long and harsh stroke inside your quavering pussy. “ YES DADDY I AM” you screamed out in exasperation as you felt as though any second you would explode all over his cock and paint it white. Laughing at your expression he lightly tapped his hand on your cheek,his eyes bore deep into yours and he cruelly smirked down at you “ then come baby”.

𝜗𝜚 𝐉𝐄𝐘 𝐔𝐒𝐎𝜗𝜚

1. 𝐇𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲: You whimper at the cold sensation of whip cream being poured down your centre.He watched as your eyes rolled back in euphoria as he continued his attack on your puffy clit,you felt like your soul was being sucked out of you,you gripped unto his black locks as your legs trembled and shook; your legs almost closed around his head if not for him grabbing unto them tightly,he let out a hum in delight and closed his eyes as his tongue prodded deep into your tight hole , relishing the sweet taste from the whip cream mixed with your delicious nectar he began lapping at your pussy faster like a starved man“ keep them legs open for me ma,I wanna be able to suck up all of your juices” you wanted to come right then and there,he always knew the right words to say.

2. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦: It comes a time when a couples sex life becomes some what boring,so why not spice it up by wearing scandalous outfits?. “ That’s it mama,twirl around fa daddy” he huskily whispers,as his eyes slowly rake up and down taking in your two piece,lace pink lingerie that you brought from victoria secret, his breath shudders as he leans back on the bed enjoying the little show your putting up for him, if it’s a show he wants then it’s a show he will certainly get.Slowly licking your lips you teasingly fiddle with the panty straps and gaze into his eyes, kissing his teeth in annoyance he leans back up “ ma stop playin wit me before I cut this shit short and fuck you into next week” now as much as you would like that, you loved to see him all riled up also, so you continued your teasing,much to his dismay. Turning around you bend over allowing him to see your pussy print and the little wet stain that accumulated over time by seeing him so eager to fuck you, he let out a groan as his hands immediately went down to palm his crotch to try and calm down his raging boner;giggling deviously at his reaction you begin to slowly drag down your panties,making sure to spread your legs a little wider so he can see your already wet lips “you like what you see daddy?” oh you were so naughty,taunting someone who you know would not hesitate to break your back in for 40 days and 40 nights was not the way to go,but oh well,if he’s the one doing it to you then I guess it’s fine.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍⋆. 𐙚 ˚

1. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤: You loved seeing your man like this…all pussy drunk and hazy from the sinful words that were spilling out of your mouth,it made you feel all powerful seeing the mighty warrior Roman Reigns being so responsive and vulnerable under you. A sense of pride washed over your body like viscous waves hungrily sweeping over anything that got between it’s way; the way his eyes were squeezed tight and mouth hung open allowing you to see his pretty rows of teeth neatly arranged and his pretty pink tongue patiently sat inside waiting like a preying lion ready to strike out at any second, you couldn’t resist the urge,so you leaned a bit up and angled your mouth above his and allowed your spit to dribble into his awaiting gob, you moaned in pleasure as you watched him close back his mouth and swallowed it. You stifled a laugh at the scene in front of you, knowing that if he heard your mockery he would surely snap out of whatever trance he was in and ruin the fun for you. His body wracked and pulsed under your touch as you raked your nails up and down his back which in return elicited pitiful whines from the man under you. Leaning down close to his ear you allowed your tongue to lol out its cave and slowly graze it against the shell of his ear “ Awww is my baby about to cum?” you taunted making sure to tighten your self even more around him . curses flew rapidly out of his mouth like a mantra as his cock pulsed inside you from your delicious words, it rang in his ears like a sweet tune. Humming in satisfaction you barked out a command “ cum for me daddy,paint your pussy white,ruin my insides so that no other man except from you has the access to make it this wet ” with a deep groan he flung his head back and began to spurt his creamy load deep inside you.

2. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭: If there’s one thing that Roman likes, Is putting a bratty girl like you in their place. Stepping inside the elevator he groans in frustration as he watches as you throw a little temper tantrum at not being able to get your favourite victoria secret spray.Turing around to face him you shout “ I told you I wanted that spray! you never listen to me!” you shouted and rolled your eyes in irritation as you crossed your arms. You could practically see the steam coming out of his ears, In just a split second he had you pressed against the elevator wall with his hand clasped firmly around your neck. His warm breath fanned against your face as you watched his jaw clench and his stern eyes bore deep into yours “ I suggest you knock off that little attitude you have baby, I told you I would get you the perfume later, but seeing as though you wanna act like a brat I might just change my mind” scrunching up your face, you open your mouth to let out a complaint but that was quickly stopped when you felt his mouth against yours. Gasping out for air you look up breathlessly into his brown, maroon eyes “ please daddy” you desperately whimpered ; he barked out a laugh, were you serious right now? YOU wanted to cum when YOU were showing off the whole day? you must take him for a fool. Peering down at you he let out a mocking laugh “ you must have lost your mind if you think that you will get to cum today baby” groaning in frustration you pout and turn your head away from him. The elevator pinged signalling that you were at your final destination; quickly removing his hand from your neck he whispers “I’ll see how you act by the end of the day, and maybe just maybe! i’ll see if you deserve this dick”.

BEFORE YALL GET ON MY ASS, I have been busy with work and shi.So I decide to write y’all a lil sum to apologise.

But….hopefully for da halloween season I will return on my grind.

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romanreignsbae · 8 months ago

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A Paradise in Paradise💗 🌊☀️

SMUT❗️Warnings: praise kink, daddy kink, unprotected p in v, Oral (f receiving) Otherwise just fluff!💕

As Y/n laid on her lounge chair, she finally felt a sense of peace wash over her. Finally her and her husband Joe had some alone times to themselves.

Since Joe was taking a break after his most recent WrestleMania loss to Cody Rhodes, he decided it was the perfect opportunity to take his girl on a nice vacation. But Joe being himself always went above and beyond with it. He rented out a whole private island in Hawaii, just for him and his wife. He almost himself thought he did too much, but the smile it brought to his beautiful wife’s face made it all worth it.

Y/n was reading her novel she chose for this trip while tanning peacefully. “Baby! Come on, let’s go in the water!” her husband shouted.

Y/n shot up from her chair and made her way through the sand to him. “There you are! I missed you!” Joe told her dramatically while planting kisses all over her face.

She let out a giggle and cuddled into his chest. "Let’s go in the water!” she screamed out excitedly. She’d been dying to go to the beach ever since he announced this trip.

He threw her over his shoulder and sprinted towards the water. “Ah! Put me down!” Y/n squealed as they got closer to the water. The couple landed into the teal beach water with one big splash. They rose from the water at the same time and wrapped each other’s arms around one another.

After some time of messing around in the water they decided to head back to their luxurious villa. “Look at my tan lines! I feel like a new person!” Y/n told Joe while moving her bikini strap to show him her new tan lines. “You look beautiful as ever” he told her. She blushed. Her husband always had a way with words.

The couple took a shower, and decided to get ready for the dinner Joe had planned out. Y/n exited the bathroom wearing a beautiful silky dress Joe had picked out just for her. “Woooo damn baby, are you cinderella, cause that dress gon be gone at midnight!” Joe said. Y/n laughed at her husband’s corniness. But she had to admit that was a good one.

“You look so beautiful too handsome.” Joe felt his cheeks heating up. Even though he was the talker in their relationship whenever his wife threw a compliment his way, he always felt shy about it. Y/n loved how she could make him shy too though.

The couple shared a beautiful Hawaiian themed dish together for dinner, and then headed back to the beach for a late night walk. While walking together quietly in the sand, Joe decided to spike some conversation. “Babyyy it’s almost midnight, I get to take that dress off you soon..” Joe said whispered to her, while purposely brushing his lips against her ear. He felt her skin grow goosebumps on it. Y/n felt a wave of neediness and desire for him surge through her body.

“Mmm sure..let’s just go back now..” Y/n told him. His eyes lit up excitedly while picking her bridal style and heading back to their villa.

Once they got back Joe placed her on the corner of their king sized bed, and slowly began taking her low sandal heels off. “Hurry up” Y/n pleaded him. Joe let out a chuckle at her sudden neediness. “Ok babydoll chill.”

Once he successfully took off her heels he brought her up from the bed and began unzipping her dress. “Oh my days! I swear, if you don’t hurry up!” Y/n complained. “Talk one more time without permission and you ain’t gettin nun tonight” Joe told her threateningly. Y/n let out a small sigh knowing she couldn’t fight him on this.

After she was fully undressed he laid her down gently on her back, back onto their bed. He slowly began undressing himself making Y/n more and more impatient.

Finally after what felt like an entirety for y/n, he was finally all undressed. He crawled up onto Y/n and moved in for a passionate kiss.

Their tongues both fought for dominance, and Joe won. He removed himself from her lips and ran his thumb over her puffy bottom lip. He placed one more peck on her lips before travelling down towards her neck. He nibbled at her sweet spot causing a small moan to leave her lips. She felt him smirk at the sound.

His kisses traveled down towards her chest where he took one of her breasts and massaged it thoroughly. She let out a sigh at the motion of his hands. He brought his face down to her breast where he brought her nipple into his mouth. He toyed around with it, slightly sucking, and biting down. He felt her hips starting roll against his to create friction. “Don’t try anythin yet you needly little slut. My little slut.” he told her roughly. “Ima take my time wit you.” She whimpered with impatience.

His kisses traveled from her breasts, down her stomach, and he pulled away. Avoiding the spot she needed his mouth most. “Please daddy” she whimpered. “Hmm I don’t know, you’ve been extra impatient today..” he teased her. “I promise i’ll be so good daddy just- please” she begged. Without warning he dove right into her pussy causing a loud moan to escape her lips.

He ate her like a starved man and purposely sucked extra hard on her sensitive bundle of nerves. After a few minutes a familiar feeling began to build up in her tummy. “D-daddy i’m gonna-” she tried to communicate but it was difficult when he was devouring her. He hummed, sending vibrations to go through her body. After one last suck on her clit she came undone. He licked every last bit of her essence and finally pulled away. “T-thank you daddy” she said shakily as she was still recovering from her earth shattering orgasm.

“Your welcome sweetheart, ya better be good for daddy now” he said to her. She nodded her heard reassuringly at his words. Joe stroked himself a few times before lining himself up with her entrance. He pushed in slowly causing a loud groan to leave his lips. Y/n gasped in pain and pleasure at the sudden fullness. He knew he has to take it slow with her. The size god blessed him with wasn’t something he could just slam into her. He looked down to see tears filling her eyes. “Hey, hey. Baby you okay?” he asked her. He would never wanna hurt his beautiful wife. She nodded her head. “Yeah just feels so big” she said softly while putting on a soft smile for him.

After staying still for a minute Y/n spoke up. “Baby, you can move now.” With one final look at his wife for reassurance Joe pushed forward. “Pussy’s all mine. All mine.” Both of them moaned loudly. “All yours daddy!” she chanted. When they made love they couldn’t help themselves from the noises that came out of their mouths. “You feel so fuckin good baby.” Joe thrusted in and out of her at a steady pace until he felt her squeeze around him. He knew her body in and out and that meant she was close. “You gonna cum baby?” he asked her. “Yes!” she moaned. “Me too, hold up.”

He reached down moving his fingering over her clit, and that was it. Her body starting shaking and with one more thrust he released himself into her, filling her up. He let her orgasm ride out and then he rolled off of her and pulled her into his chest. “You okay princes? Need anything?” he asked in a concerned tone. “No i’m okay I just wanna get some sleep” she told him in a hoarse tone. “Okay baby” he told her before pressing a soft kiss to her temple. He made sure she was in a deep sleep before he fell into his own.

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caramelcleopatraa · 6 months ago

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SMAU: How OG Bloodline reacts when you're needy

Characters: Roman Reigns, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso

CW: Suggestive themes, alluding to sexual activities

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riptides-n-roses · 7 months ago

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prey - the bloodline (18+)

⛧ pair - the bloodline (roman reigns, jimmy uso, jey uso, solo sikoa) x reader

⛧ warnings - unprotected p in v. primal play, degrading, masturbation, lots of positions, exhibitionism, cre@mpies, oral (m! and f! receiving), crying (from pleasure), obviously minors should not be interacting ♡

⛧ this is also my very first smut so please be patient with me as i didn't have any proof-reading done :(

⛧ the bloodline has been chasing you all night backstage. scared to your wits, you thought you have found somewhere safe to hide, hoping to escape. only to be caught and surrounded by the four men, hungry of whatever they wanted from you.

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Run

The only word circling your head. You were backstage, running as fast as you could to get away from four hungry men, chasing you like fresh meat. The Bloodline has had their eyes on you for a while now. They took notice on how you wrestled against the different female superstars. They have watched your every move. And now, they are hunting you down. But why?

You were so exhausted, barely able to catch yourself and you heard the twins call out for you.

“Mamas, there’s no need to run away!”

“Come on out, darling. You can’t resist us and you know it.”

You ignored their taunts and hid behind several crates, taking your chance to catch yourself. Panting from how much you ran, adrenaline spiked to a level you have never felt before. Noticing a small crack of light through the crates, you slowly made your way to it, peeking out to see if any members of The Bloodline were nearby. Not to your surprise, you see Jey and Solo standing nearby, talking about where they last seen you.

“I could’ve sworn she went that way.” Jey whined. “Do you know where she could be?”

Solo shrugged.

Jey sighed “Keep looking. I’m going to find the Tribal Chief and see what he says.”

That’s when your heart stopped. Roman Reigns. The Tribal Chief. The Head of The Table. He was looking for you as well. He is usually patient when it came to getting what he wanted. He was an enigma when it came to that. It would feel scary to be in front him as he was your predator. If he were to find you, who knows what could’ve happened.

It was a game of chance, where you wouldn’t know what would happen if any of them found you. You quietly let a sigh of relief, after seeing the two figures walk away in separate directions, only to realize you were still hiding. You quickly held your breathe, trying to contain yourself from panicking, planning a way to escape and leave the arena. You slowly got up and left the crates, and started walking until you felt a pair of arms swoop you up.

“Found you, sweet thing.” It was Roman. He set you up on his shoulder and carrying you away from the crates. “Did you seriously think you could escape your Tribal Chief? How adorable.” He cooed.

You felt your heart beat fast. You were caught. You didn’t know what was going to happen to you. You were trembling on his shoulders, unaware as to why he wanted you in the first place. As Roman made his way to the other 3 men while carrying you, he was smiling, finally catching what’s been driving him wild.

“Damn Ro. Looks like you found her” Jimmy chuckled. The four men then went to take you to a car, opening one of the car doors and gently placing you in a seat. You couldn’t speak or do anything. You froze in fear, afraid of what they wanted.

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You were brought to a hotel room, placed down on a bed with a blindfold covering your eyes so you couldn’t see what the Bloodline were doing. Your breath hitched feeling four hands gently exploring your body, not knowing that the twins were testing your limits – admiring how your body reacted to their fingers.

“Enjoying yourself, mamas?” Jimmy playfully asked you, feeling his hands grope your breasts. You felt your panties get damp from all the sensations you were feeling in that moment – your legs pathetically trying to close.

“Do you know why we were looking for you all night?” Jey chimed in, slowly making his way to your pants “You drive all of us mad – ever since you came here, you’ve made quite a name for yourself. The way you compete, the way you talk, hell, everything about you makes us hungry.” Your cheeks were warm to this reveal – You were too afraid to even come close to any member of The Bloodline. The way they took down every single opponent that dared to cross them, especially the Tribal Chief. You were craving for at least one member of the faction to fuck you braindead, probably never expected for something like this to happen. You lost your train of thought feeling a pair of lips going up your neck, making their way up to your ear.

“Tell us, Y/N” Jimmy whispered. “Aren’t you hungry for us too?” You gasped feeling him nibble on your ear as Jey began to take off your pants. “You don’t have to be shy.”

You were about to say something before you felt your top and bra come off, shivering from the air hitting your nipples. Jimmy hummed in approval before he started to tug them roughly.

“I…” You started to respond, taking a breath, “I am” The four men chuckle to this reveal.

“In that case, sweet thing.” You hear Roman tease. “Let us have our way with you." After those words were spoken, Roman took a seat, admiring the show as Solo stood beside him, hungrily watches how your body twitches with each gentle touch. Finally, Jey removes your pants to reveal a soaked cunt covered by a pair of panties, eagerly waiting to be used. He kept eye contact with you as he took your underwear off just waiting to see what he’ll do next.

“I think we know how this will go now, darling” Jey finally responded. “Don’t you agree, uce?” looking at his twin brother. “Oh certainly.” Jimmy added “Here, mamas spread your legs and relax.”

You spread your legs wide, allowing Jey to get a better view of your glistening cunt as he begins to hold your legs apart. “You look so delicious; I wonder what you taste like.” Jey growled. As you opened your mouth, you felt his warm tongue slide up and down your clit, not breaking eye contact watching as you melt in front of all four men while blindfolded only seeing pitch black. Jimmy began playing with your hard, sensitive nipples as he started to leave steamy kisses all over your neck. You whined from the sensations you were feeling, the steamy kisses, rough hands groping you, a warm tongue playing with your clit, sliding up and down. Roman smirked seeing you moan and whine, begging for more, feeling his bulge throb through his pants, trying his best to not pounce and do whatever he pleased to you.

“F-fuck!” You sobbed, shaking from Jey’s tongue going in and out of your pussy, your breast being played with and kisses being left all over. You felt like you were going to explode, feeling your stomach tighten from the sensations. “Please…”

“You’re going to cum, baby?” Jey teased as he stopped licking your pussy, allowing his fingers to circle your clit. “Come on, make a mess all over yourself. We want to see it.” You couldn’t take it anymore, “I-I need to- “

Before you could finish, your face was turned and you felt Jimmy kissing you roughly, muffling your moans and cries as Jey removes his fingers and plunges his tongue deep in your pussy again, Jimmy squeezing your tits hard and rough as he continues kissing you. As you finally hit your orgasm, you whined into Jimmy’s mouth, cumming all over Jey’s face, your legs trying to close. You could hear Roman chuckle as he watched you ride out your orgasm, Jimmy finally letting your mouth rest, a trail of spit following as well.

With a nod of approval from Roman, finally Jimmy took the blindfold off you – allowing you to see everything surrounding you as your clit throbbed for more attention.

“Ready for more, baby?” Jey asked you, taking his shorts off to reveal his hard cock. Your eyes widened, thinking to yourself how you’ll take it, or how it’ll fit in you. “Now now, mamas. Don’t forget about me either.” You turned your head to see Jimmy without his pants and boxers as well, your cheeks becoming warm. “Now turn over. Jey is going to fuck you while you suck me off.” You turn around to face Jimmy and position yourself on all fours. Making sure your pussy was exposed in front of Jey, you gasped feeling Jey position himself, slapping his tip onto your clit. “Easy doll.”

You cried out feeling Jey push himself into you, your clit throbbing from sensation. It was thick and a little painful, small tear forming in your eyes.

“Aww. Is Jey too much for you mamas? Here.” Jimmy teased, slapping his dick on your face before pushing it in your mouth. You began to adjust to Jey’s size, muffled moans escaping you while you began to bop your head up and down on Jimmy’s length. Jey starts to thrust slowly into you, making sure that you’re not in any pain. His thrusts began to slowly speed up, making your walls clench. Both twins groaning from how good you feel – Jimmy making you take every inch of him in your mouth, his hands grabbing your hair tight and pushing you down further, making you gag a bit. “Fuck, mamas.” Jimmy growled “Your mouth feels amazing.”

Jey chuckled giving you a hard slap across your ass, as his hips buck up with yours, “You like how I fuck your pretty cunt, baby? Do you want some more?” Your sounds were a mix of moaning and trying to grasp for air from how tightly Jimmy was using your hair as handle bars. God, you felt so full, finally getting what you craved for. Finally, being stuffed in a way you haven’t felt before. Both twins’ thrusts get harder and faster, making your stomach tighten again – slowly reaching your second orgasm of the night.

Your muffled moans were driving Roman crazy, waiting impatiently to fuck your brains out. Solo, who knows he’s next, has been watching how your body reacted to each thrust in your pussy and mouth �� feeling his bulge get harder and harder with your soft cries and moans.

“Are you ready, baby? I’m going to cum soon – I’m going to fill your tight pussy with my cum.” Jey groaned, feeling his cock throb inside of you. “Me too, mamas? Are you ready for me to fill your mouth while you cum too?” Jimmy chuckled. You looked up to the eldest twin, nodding quickly with blurry eyes, feeling your stomach tighten. “Good girl”

With Jey picking up his pace, thrusting disgustingly faster, you whined feeling your stomach tighten even more, like a jack in the box.

“Get ready, doll”

You finally reached your orgasm, your muffled screams tighten your pussy as Jey thrusted one more time, - making his seed explode deep in you. Jimmy pushes your face down, his cum going to the back of your throat, growling as all three of you ride out an orgasm. Jimmy slowly pulls his cock out of your mouth, allowing your lungs air while Jey slowly pulls out of you, your pussy leaking with his cum and throbbing from the roughness. Your entire body shaking from how hard you came this time. Jimmy gently lifts your face up with his finger, giving you hot kisses all over your lips “That was amazing, mamas. You did so so well. Now it’s Solo’s turn – Be good okay?” You nodded as he gotten up, pulling his pants back up and giving you another kiss.

Jey gives you a gentle slap on the ass again, as he also gets up and puts his pants back on. “I’m so proud of you, doll.” He turns your face to meet his and gives you a sweet little kiss before he leaves with his twin out of the room.

Your breaths were hoarse, your abused throat made it hard for you to get more air. You looked and see Solo and Roman look at you with full amusement. Roman gives a gesture to Solo, allowing him to have his turn playing with you.

As Solo gotten closer to you, he gets his pants off, his dick poking through his boxers. Your brain still foggy from your previous orgasm, you look into his eyes with pure lust – You can’t wait for what he wanted to do to you.

“Ready for more, princess?” he asked, his hand reaching down to your clit, sliding his finger up and down. You whine from how sensitive your cunt was – you could already feel how wet you were getting again. “Answer me.”

“Ye…Yes.” You replied, wanting Solo to abuse your holes. He smiled and puts his tongue into yours, having a hot and steamy kiss session – Feeling his fingers play with your clit a little faster. He was amused with the way you whine and cry for his fingers to go inside your walls - still throbbing from Jey. “Good. Now lay on your back.” He chuckled removing his fingers from your sensitive hole. You were getting impatient, laying on your back against the soft pillows, spreading your legs. Solo’s eyes were full of hunger and lust for you as he removed his shorts. Your clit throbbed from the sight of his hard, thick cock – just ready for him to make you cum again. Solo positioned himself, slapping himself on your cunt, trying his best not to push himself all the way in you.

Without warning, he slowly pushes himself into you, growling from how wet you were, your whines making your walls tighten – He was incredibly thick. You felt like his cock would poke through your stomach. He gently grabs your throat, squeezing a bit as he thrusts into you, your choked cries making him go harder. “Fuck, princess. You’re taking me so well.” His praises make you look into his eyes begging for him to go faster.

“Y-You’re so big! I’ll cum too fast” You moaned, loving how rough he was thrusting into you – forgetting that Roman was next, you felt your stomach tighten scared of what he’ll do to you. As Solo pushed in and out of you, he burrowed his face onto one of your tits, roughly sucking your nipple as his grip gotten a little tighter on your neck.

“You’re gonna cum again, Princess? I know you want to.” Solo groaned, knowing he was getting close from being rough with you, lifting his face away from your tits and seeing your eyes roll back. You were trying to make sentences but your stomach kept getting tighter. This was exactly what you wanted. “I’m trying not to cum too fast. You’re so tight and needy. You’re doing so good.” He released his grip on your neck and intertwined his fingers with yours, your other hand touching his face.

“I.. I need to cum!” You sobbed, small tears forming from how rough Solo’s thrusts were – his fat cock continuously hitting your sensitive spots. “Yeah? You wanna cum? Cum with me, princess. I got you.” He teased as his thrusts get sloppy – knowing he was holding back from releasing his cum in you.

You let out a high-pitched scream, as you came all over Solo’s cock, one last thrust before his seed burst in you, your vision only seeing white. You knew exactly what was about to happen next. After riding out your orgasm, Solo pulled out of you and leaned in to kiss you deeply, his fingers playing with your hair. “Fuck, princess…You drained me. Let me fix you up.” He gently lifted you up, making sure you weren’t hurt or anything before he kissed you again. Your eyes turned to see a sexually frustrated Roman, sitting in his chair, looking directly at you. You knew he was going to be the roughest with you. Solo then got up, putting his pants, and fixing himself back up.

After he left, you slowly turned to Roman. The Samoan man cocked his head to the side, admiring how your breath hitched from how many rounds of sex. Your pussy still throbbing and leaking cum. He enjoyed seeing how your face looked, hungry for whatever he wanted to do to you. Your stomach dropped when Roman finally got up from his chair making his way toward you.

“Come here.” He motioned for you to get closer on the edge of the bed. Without hesitation, you crawled up to him, your eyes looking into his. He smiled, admiring how exhausted you looked, your hair all messy. “Look at you, still horny after two rounds. You’re a dirty slut, aren’t you?” his words with a sexual undertone. Your cheeks were warm to his degrading. His rough hands exploring your body as you shivered from his touch. You wondered what he might do to you. Noticing his large bulge on his pants, you slowly reached for it. He took noticed and chuckled. “Go ahead, babygirl.”

With his approval, you slowly pulled down his pants, revealing his huge, veiny cock. Your mouth watered from the sight in front of you. You stuck your tongue out and gave soft kitty licks to his tip, he grabbed a handful of your hair and pushed your head further down his shaft. You gagged from how big he was, your pussy throbbing for some attention. While sucking him off, your fingers made its way to your clit, making small circles around your pearl – a wave of goosebumps hitting your back. Your muffled moans and grasps for air turned him on. He was amused to how tiny you looked under him.

“That’s right, baby. Take every inch of my cock.” Roman muttered, admiring the way you kept your eyes on him while your lips were around his cock. You could feel yourself getting wetter to his words, your throat being abused over and over. His praises made you throb with impatience, just begging for him to be inside of you.

His grip tightening around your hair and pushing your head down even more, making you gag from his thick length.

You felt so unclean – rubbing circles on your clit, desperate to slip a finger in your walls, sucking every inch of him and not breaking eye contact. You wanted to please him. Your cheeks were warm as he thrusted in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. Your gags made him want to force his seed down your throat. But he had another idea. What seemed like an eternity, he ripped his cock out of your mouth.

You choked, pouting that he didn’t fill your mouth with his seed. Roman placed his grip on your throat – he loved seeing you beg for his attention, beg for him to use you the way he wanted. “Impatient, are we?” He mocked how you wanted more with a flirtatious tone. You wouldn’t dare to speak.

He chuckled and in that second, he swiftly picking you up, taking a seat on the bed, and set you down on his lap, aligning his cock to your pussy – You gasped feeling his tip slowly stuffing you, adjusting yourself before he pushed his whole length into you. “Oh fuck..” You cried, wrapping your arms around him as he stretched you out, “I know, babygirl.” His words made you clench – making you fight the urge to cum right there on the spot.

His hand placed on your hip, the other grabbing your ass cheek as he began to thrust in you, deep, slow strokes to let you adjust to his size. You tightened your arms around him, holding him tightly as waves of pleasure hit your body. His gaze on your face – he loved how your faces looked while he stuffed you of him, your mouth open with your tongue out. Your breasts jiggling from each bounce on his cock. He loved how you melted for him – how you craved for him.

“You’re so cute like this, baby. The way you melt from how I fuck you. Is that what you’ve wanted for sometime now? Come on. Tell me how bad you wanted this.” His words muffled from your chest. Your breath was shaky, moaning from how he hit your spot everytime he thrusted into you.

“So bad…” You whined. Wanting him to go faster, You could feel your orgasm coming soon.

“Good girl. For now on, you’re going to be my little toy. Only I can touch you and fuck you like this. Understood?” He ordered, tightening his grip around you and thrusting faster.

“Ye-Yes Ro-“

“Yes what, baby. Say it correctly.”

“Yes…D-Daddy..”

“Good girl.”

You throw your head back, not realizing that you signed yourself with him, to be his to use, to make others aware that you belong to him. But you didn’t care. You craved for him to use you like this, for him to hunt you down like this, to be his prey. Your stomach started to tighten as he lifted his head up and kissed your roughly – the sensations you were feeling in this moment made you not want it to stop. You wanted him to keep fucking you like this, you wanted him to make it known to everyone that you’re only his.

“You feel so good, babygirl. You’re taking me so well.”

His praises made you whimper, getting desperate to cum all over his cock. Swiftly, He laid back making his cock stuff you further.

You sobbed into the crook of his neck as his thrusts get faster and sloppier, knowing he was going to cum soon. He felt so good inside of you, you were begging for him to cum in you. You whined when you felt him deliver a harsh slap on your ass and gripping it tightly. You dug your nails into him from how rough he was with you.

“Daddy’s got you, babygirl. Fuck you feel so good.” He growled, knowing he was getting close too. You felt yourself getting closer.

“I-I need to cum! Please, daddy. I need to- “You moaned, your legs beginning to shake. “I know, babygirl.” He growled, admiring the way you were holding back.

You screamed as you came undone on him, your eyes rolling back from the sensation, Roman following behind as he held you tightly as he came, emptying his seed inside of you. His dark chocolate eyes staring into your face – his lips quick to meet with yours and leaving hot kisses all over your face.

“Holy shit…” He groaned, keeping his cock in you as you rode out your orgasm. You and Roman were breathing heavily from the intense round of sex. Your eyes never leaving his before he kissed you again.

“You’re mine now.”

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🎉 = series 🎀 = parts of series 👑 = standalone/one-shot 🏹 = masterlist 🌹 = works in progress 💎 = divider love - @enchanthings

WIPs 🌹 Animal In Me Part Two — Roman x f!Reader x cuck!Cody 🌹 Supernatural — Roman x f!Reader x Damian 🌹 WooHoo — Jey Uso x f!Reader 🌹 While One of Them is On The Phone — Damian x f!Reader (req) 🌹 Subservient — dom!Roman x sub!Reader 🌹 I Want It — CM Punk x f!Reader

CODY RHODES, ROMAN REIGNS 👑 Animal In Me — Roman x f!Reader x cuck!Cody (18+)

DAMIAN PRIEST 🏹 Masterlist (18+)

DEXTER LUMIS 👑 Panty-Sniffing — Dexter x f!Reader (18+)

GUNTHER 👑 Circles — Gunther x f!Reader (18+) 👑 Muscle Worship — Gunther x f!Reader (18+)

JEY USO, RHEA RIPLEY 👑 She Bad — Jey x f!Reader x Rhea (18+)

RANDY ORTON 👑 Lost in the Moment — RKO x f!Reader

ROMAN REIGNS, JEY USO, JIMMY USO 🎉 Coming Undone — Roman x Jey x Jimmy x f!Reader (18+) 🎀 Part One 🎀 Part Two 🎀 Part Three

SETH ROLLINS 🎉 Reputation (Just To Save Yours) — Seth x f!OC (18+) 🎀 Part One

WWE 🏹 KINKLIST - REQUESTS CLOSED (18+) 🎀 Muscle Worship — Gunther x f!Reader (18+) 🎀 Panty-Sniffing — Dexter Lumis x f!Reader (18+)

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raya-hunter01 · 9 days ago

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The Christmas Present

One-shot

PAIRING: Roman reigns x OC Starr

Word Count: 5,832

Warning: Smut

What do you do when your bestfriend you've known all of your life tells you he wants to unwrap you for christmas and you've always wanted him to be your first?

Sorry this one was late, it was requested months ago and i'm finally working through requests in my inbox. Happy New Year everyone

As I made my way inside, I felt somewhat out of place as it seemed I had walked into a tense situation as Jey guided me further into the house. I already was two hours late because I had to help my mom wrap some gifts for my niece.

“Jey, who was that yelling before you opened the door?” I asked. “Just Sarah acting a damn fool,” he said continuing to guide me through the beautiful two-story home.

“Wait…Sarah, as in Roman’s cheating ass ex…Roman told me she was history.”

“Oh, she is…..Has been for about months but won’t take the hint.”

Everything seemed calmer now that I was inside, as Christmas music filled the room, and everyone seemed to be in their own world.

Seeing a few familiar faces, I waved but stayed close to Jey as my eyes scanned the room finally spotting Roman and Sarah talking in the corner.

His stoic expression and powerful stance made many nervous but not me. I could tell he wasn’t pleased she had crashed his party but was trying to be respectful.

“How is he really doing, Jey?” I asked as he sighed looking at his cousin shaking his head. “He’s on edge you know, especially with the back-to-back losses. Big Uce, is getting better though.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t make Alfa’s funeral; I wanted to be there.” I said looking at my best friend really taking him in. He looked so tired, his beautiful beard more full and now had spots of gray.

“Starr, stop that…..You came home to be with us for Uncle Sika’s funeral, stood in the gap for me and was there for big Uce.”

“Hey, that’s what family does,” I assured him giving him a hug.

“I’m glad you home, we be worried about you.” he whispered as I caressed his back.

“I’m fine, besides I didn’t re-enlist this time, twenty years in the Airforce is enough,” I said as Jey held me tighter.

“I am so happy for you…I know he's gon’ be happy you back home. I mean it is for good right?”

“Yea, I’m home for good.”

“Good, cause that beautiful house you bought deserves to be lived in.”

“I know and thank ya’ll for helping mama keep it up for me.”

“You know dat wasn’t a problem. We were just worried about you all the way over in Italy by yourself.”

“I know but at least I’m home now.”

I knew how much they worried about me, but I was so thankful they supported my decisions. We had all been inseparable since the age of five, so it was a big change when we all graduated, and all went our separate ways.

The twins and Roman went off to college and I went into the Airforce following in my father’s footsteps. What can I say, we were some ambitious young people with the world at our fingertips.

“Booger we missed you!” Jimmy yelled, pulling me out of Jey’s arms scooping me up in a hug bear hug as I rolled my eyes.

“Ugh get off me, you just always have to bring up that mean ass nickname,” I hissed as he put me down laughing.

“Ignore him, you know he’s special,” Trin jokes slapping him on the shoulder as Jey cleared his throat trying to stop laughing.

“Aye, it ain’t my fault she kept a booger nose when we were kids.”

“Just like it ain’t my fault your bed stayed pissy when we were kids,” I countered as Jey and Trin busted out laughing.

“Daaaammmn! She got yo’ ass.” Jey laughed as Trin, and I embraced.

Our banter cut short as we heard Roman raising his voice. “Look just leave, Sarah!”

“I ain’t leaving without you! We can work this out!” she screamed as I looked at Trin and she shook her head as Jey’s wife Candice came over.

“Can you believe this shit?” she asked as Jey pulled her close and kissed her on the temple. “Bae, let it go.”

“I mean how you cheat on somebody and now you here begging like ain’t shit happened?” Trin asked as I shook my head as Jimmy tapped me on the shoulder gently.

“What do you have in mind, sis. I see you thinking over there?”

“I’m gonna get Roman outta here, maybe have him take me home so he can get a break,” I said looking at my watch realizing it was close to 11 :00 anyway.

“You do that, and we will get her outta here, then shut down the party and lock up,” Trin said as I left them heading towards the ex-couple.

The look of happiness on Roman’s face when he spotted me made me smile as he ignored Sarah, scooping me up in his arms as soon as I was within arm’s reach.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home,” he whispered in my ear as I chuckled. “What’s the fun in that, now come take me home..I want to give you your Christmas present” I whispered feeling the tension leaving his body.

“Shit, I been ready for that.…let’s go, you ain't gotta tell me twice,” Roman said ignoring Sarah putting me down as Jey tapped her on the shoulder.

“Aye, time to go shawty, party is over for you,” he said as she scoffed.

“Wait, so you gon’ throw me out Jey and you leavin’ with her Roman!? Roman…Roman come back!” she screamed as Roman, and I headed towards the backdoor.

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Roman’s POV

I looked back just in time to see Trin grabbing Sarah by the arm leading her out of the living room. Something tells me that I wouldn’t have a problem with Sarah after tonight by the look on Trin and Candice’s face.

They both had been looking for a reason to beat her ass since they found out she had cheated on me and was still sniffing around.

I was anxious to be alone with Starr. The last time we were alone we almost crossed a line, there was no coming back from, but we stopped ourselves.

As I helped her in the car, I really didn’t even know how to approach the elephant in the room. Closing her door, I gave myself a pep talk as I walked around to the driver’s side.

“Don’t fuck this up, just be in the moment with her.” If it happens, it happens. If it does or doesn’t nothing changes between ya’ll.”

Four months ago

“Roman we got to stop,” Starr panted as I kissed her neck, my hands roaming her body.

“Why..This what we both want,” I moaned pulling her closer wrapping her legs around my waist grinding against her as she gasped in shock.

“I do but You’ve been drinking, and so much is going on. You’re not thinking clearly.”

“Oh, so now it’s something wrong with me because I want to make love to you. You told me, you wanted me to be your first, remember.” I said throwing back a conversation we had months prior.

“Roman, I do but you know right now isn’t the right time. Roman, stop you’re drunk and this isn’t you,” Starr moaned finally pushing me away as I held my hands up in the air in surrender.

She was right.. I didn’t know what had come over me, maybe it was the alcohol and everything that had happened.

“Look, I’m sorry… I’ll just crash in the other room,” I whispered grabbing my shirt not wanting to make the night worse.

“Roman, I want us to ta-”-

“Talk? Is that what you were about to say? Well, I’m tired of talking to people.. I just- I just wanted…. Look forget it, this was obviously a mistake coming here, so I’mma crash in your spare bedroom.”

“Roman, we gotta talk about what all this means, you can’t just turn off your emotions. You got to talk about it,” Starr pleaded as I shut down.

“Look, I buried my dad a few days ago…Things will never be the same for me ever again and I just wanted to be close to you. I thought you felt the same, and I just made an ass outta myself. What else is there to talk about.”

“I do want - I-I-just not like this, please-”

“Starr, I’ll catch you in the morning before I head out,” I said leaning over kissing her tenderly on the forehead before leaving the room ignoring her pleas for me to stay.

I made a total mess of things that night, but Starr never judged me. We went about things as usual and had never discussed that night. Two weeks ago on the phone she asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I laid it all out on the table.

“I sent your present off today; I hope you like it since you wouldn’t cooperate and give me some idea of what you wanted for Christmas.”

“You ain’t ready to know what I really want for Christmas, especially since you’ve been all I’ve been thinking about for the last four months.”

“I've been thinking about you too. I wish I could be there in person but I’m still waiting to find out if they approved my leave or not,” Starr said moving around her kitchen as watched her every move.

“ You know what i really want for christmas....

"What?"

"I just want to unwrap you and get lost in you.".

"Roman."

"Aye, you asked and I told you . The shocked look on her face making me shrug my shoulders. Hell I ain’t have nothing to lose at this point. One thing my father's passing taught me was that life was too short, and i'm gonna go after what I want...And I wanted Starr.

“Roman, stop playin’ with me.” Starr stuttered nervously as I chuckled.

“I’m serious, you asked me what I wanted for Christmas.”

“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to tell me that you wanted me as a Christmas present.”

“Even if it’s only one night I can’t imagine a better gift than to get lost in you.”

“Roman-”

"Beautiful tree, fireplace, and you under me writhing in pleasure as I take you to heights you couldn’t dream of,” I groaned hearing her gasp.

“You’re not playing fair, this is dangerous,” she whispered as I smiled.

“I love danger,” I said dropping my voice an octave deeper knowing it was driving her crazy. I knew it was because I knew my Starr.

“Ro-”

“Tell me you ain’t curious, especially after what happened that night? Look just think on it.”

Man, I still can’t believe I said but it got us here..Well at least I hope. Listening to her hum along with the Christmas songs on the radio brought me out of my thoughts.

“I-I-I don’t want a lot for Christmas,” she sang softly as I felt my heart flutter.

“Alright Miarah Carey,” I joked as she blushed. “Don’t do me, I can carry a little tune.”

“Yea, you can which is why I just let you do your thing,” I said pulling into her garage.

“Oh, you pulling in the garage like you know you staying,” she joked getting out the car as I felt my dick jump in my pants.

“I wouldn’t be against it,” I mumbled getting out following her close. Her phone ringing almost startled her as she sighed picking up.

“Ma’ I just made it home,” she said putting the phone on speaker walking around cutting the lights off downstairs as I unplugged the tree.

“Damn, you meant you weren’t staying long when you said it, huh? Did you get to see everyone?”

I smiled hearing her mom giving her the fifth degree as Starr shook her head.

“Yes, I saw everyone Ma… The guys are fine, matter fact Roman just dropped me off,” Starr said putting her finger over her lips as I chuckled following her upstairs.

“Mama, I’m about to go to bed and I will be over before Riely gets up.”

As soon as the door closed, I closed the distance between us wrapping my arms around her trying to ease her nerves. “Relax….I gotchu,” I assured her as she blushed.

I mean it’s one thing to talk on the phone and talk about what you want to do, but to actually do it is another thing. I knew as bad as I wanted to be with her, if she said no I wouldn’t push the issue.

“Roman are we really about to do this,” she whispered looking at me in wonder as I gently kissed her on the forehead.

“Only if you want..I don’t want you to do something you don’t want,” I confessed truly giving her an out even though inside I was pleading with the gods that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

The thought of being the first man to make love to her stirring something primal within me.

“Make yourself comfortable. I got to get outta this dress,” she whispered putting her phone down heading into her master bath putting any questions I had to rest.

“Take all the time you need.” Heading over to the fireplace, I took my coat off. The beautiful vintage Christmas tree illuminating her bedroom. The ice sickles hanging from the tree with the old school Christmas lights and ornaments were a beautiful touch.

Starr’s POV

“Ok….Just calm down. This is Roman not some stranger. You’ve wanted this since you were fifteen,” I whispered trying to build up my courage, pulling my dress off and jumping in the shower.

What if I disappoint him…..Fuck, what if he disappoints me?

Who the fuck am I fooling, Roman knows what he’s doing. I’ve seen this man and the shit he does when he’s on TV. What if I get addicted to him, I mean it’s supposed to be one time right?

My mind instantly thinking back to Sarah, even though she cheated, Roman still has her ass sprung…. Getting out of the shower I was still trying to make heads or tails of the situation I found myself in.

“You ok in there Starr?” Roman's deep voice penetrated the walls as my thighs clenched thinking about him penetrating something else. That damn voice.....Gives me chills...Oouu, I wonder does he talk you through it?

Damn, I’m officially in my brain and nervous as shit now.

“I’m ok, just got out the shower, I’ll be out in a minute,” I said drying off as I heard him move away from the door. Get it together Starr, you a grown ass woman and this is what you both want..Stop making it complicated."

Who am I kidding, it is complicated…I love him…I’ve loved him since high school…”Yea, this is a bad idea,” whined quietly before taking a deep breath up because even if it was a bad idea, there was no turning back now.

After putting on some lotion I tied one of the red satin Christmas bow sashes I had ordered around my breasts and another around my hips. Yea, I wanted him to get the full picture of unwrapping me from top to bottom.

Slipping on my robe I came out to see him sitting on the edge of the bed admiring the tree. “I turned on the fireplace.”

“Um, thanks. The bathrooms all yours.” I almost forgot to breathe as he stood up and took his shirt off.

“Thanks, beautiful. I promise I won’t take long,” he said dropping a tender kiss on my forehead before going in the bathroom. I finally released the breath I was holding when he closed the door, and I heard the shower start.

Taking off my robe, I turned the covers down. “It’s a night of fun…Just enjoy, don’t think.” I kept repeating to myself over and over as I laid on my side and faced the bathroom patiently waiting for Roman…I mean good things do come to those that wait.

Hearing the water cut off, I sat up on my knees anxiously waiting for him. A newfound confidence took over me as the door opened and I heard his sharp intake of breath as he stood there clad in only a towel. His body still glistening, and hair wet.

“Damn, you look so beautiful,” he whispered licking his lips as I bit my lower lip nervously.

“Merry Christmas,” I whispered reaching my hand out to him as he slowly made his way towards me dropping his towel.

Oh…My…God..He is a Greek God…Keep your cool Starr.

“Are you sure?” he asked his voice thick with need as I blushed only pulling him closer truly taking in all of him for the first time.

“I don’t want you to fe”-

Grasping his hands I placed them on the satin bow, my eyes never leaving his. “I want this, and I want it to be you.”

I couldn’t help but moan as I watched him through hooded eyes. “Just let me know if you want me to stop,” he whispered, our lips finally touching and like a moth to a flame I surrendered. The unbridled passion behind it taking my breath away.

“Unwrap your Christmas gift, Roman,” I whispered as his hands touched the satin red bow, a low groan escaping his lips as his eyes trailed over my body.

The fact he was so turned on and unsure where to start made my heart race. The sexy deep groan his that spilled from his lips as my hips moved against him made my pussy purr in need.

“Shit, you look so beautiful like this…Anxious to give yourself to me.”

His voice…Oh my god his voice.

“Please, Roman,” I pleaded as he licked his lips. “Can I unwrap my Christmas present,” he murmured as I nodded anxiously.

“Use your words… Can I have my Christmas present now?”

“Yes, you can,” I gasped as he finally untied the sash. Leaning down, his mouth enclosing around my breasts, taking his time exploring each one as I squirmed beneath him ready to come undone from the sensual action as his eyes never left mine.

“Mmhm, I knew you were sensitive. Bet you so wet,” he rasped. Moaning softly, I entangled my fingers in his hair as he feasted upon my breasts seemingly determined to stay there having discovered how sensitive I was.

“Roman, I need it,” I pleaded. His hands cupping my breasts kneading them together as he took both nipples in his mouth devouring them as if they were his last supper. His gaze still piercing my soul.

“Fuck, just thinkin’ bout you, got me bout to cum?” he mumbled as his mouth continued to ignite a deep fire within me as his kisses move passed me stomach, his tongue swirling, then dipping inside my navel.

“Go lower, please.”

“You taste so good, baby.” He praised, as I writhed beneath him. Hand hands masterfully untying the second red satin bow leaving me now fully exposed.

“Merry Christmas to me,” I faintly heard him whisper, the first stroke of his long tongue against my pussy almost making me cum as I gasped looking down at him in shock.

“Roman!” Shit he’s dangerous, that was just one stroke. Watching him flatten his tongue, with each long stroke I became more undone.

“Umhm, it’s Roman and I’mma bout to make you cum all night. Now hold dem legs for me,” he commanded bending them towards my chest as I compiled.

Roman’s POV

The quiver in her legs and pleasure etched across her face as I made love to Starr with my tongue will the imprinted in my mind forever.

The strangled whine that escaped her beautiful lips as I began thrusting my third and forefinger along with my tongue continuously stroking her, ignited a deeper purpose within me….

To blow her fucking mind… For her to feel what it was like to be with me…Hell, to ruin her for every man after me that would even dare try to have her writhing under them in pleasure.

“You gon’ cum sweetness?” Yea, that’s her new nickname from now on..Pussy sweet like honey.

“Yes, I’mma cum…. Ooouu, right there..Right there….Fuck, just like that, Roman, don’t stop,” Starr cried as my fingers and tongue moved in sync determined to make her cum harder than she ever has.

“Yes! Oh, fuck Roman!” Starr screamed, her legs falling onto my shoulders as her back arched in pleasure satisfying my thirst for the moment.

Fuck, I love a good squirter… “Good fuckin’ girl,” I praised, removing my fingers, grasping her hips, wanting more…I needed more.

“Roman!” Starr squealed as I flipped her over onto her knees spreading her legs slightly.

“What are y-”

The words dying across her tantalizing lips as I laid between her legs on my back straight Salivating at the sight of her dripping pussy above me. “I want you to sit on my face and I want you to nut like you ain’t never nutted before,” I commanded as she looked apprehensive.

“Roman, I’m too bi-”

Not giving her a chance to finish her that thought I pulled her onto my face moaning in appreciation as she began to wind her hips slowly.

“Is this what you wanted?” she gasped, planting her hands on my stomach beginning to ride my face with more confidence, chasing the nut she craved.

“Fuck yea, this what I wanted.” I moaned against her pussy smackin’ her ass before getting back to business.

Starr’s POV

The feral growl that fell from Roman’s lips as I rode his face sent chills down my spine. His beard, mouth and tongue all together were kryptonite.

His dick standing at attention, glistening with precum and begging to be sucked wasn’t helping my thoughts either. It was too tempting; I needed to taste him.

Moaning, I leaned down licking the sensitive mushroom shaped head as Roman hissed tearing his mouth away from my pussy.

“Gon’ put it in your mouth, Starr. Don’t be scared, suckdat dick.” His words making my body tingle in excitement as he continued his assault on my pussy with his masterful tongue.

I wanted to see how much of him I could take in my mouth and with each strategic bobbly of my head, I took him deeper as Roman nearly bucked me off his face…

Got’em….I may be a virgin, but I got some secrets myself.

“Fuck, that’s how you get down?” he groaned momentarily stopping his assault.

“Mmhm, surprise,” I whispered after coming up for air briefly before getting back to the task at hand as he growled, “Fuck," before diving back in himself as our moans filling the air.

Suddenly I began to feel that familiar coil gathering in my stomach, my body tingling all over. Releasing his dick from my mouth, I sat up and began riding his face with a purpose.

“Yea, take whatchu want from me, sweetness,” he moaned gripping my hips, moving me faster as my legs began to shake reducing me to a chanting mess..

“Oouu, Roman- Yesyesyes,” I moaned stroking him faster in sync with my hips. His beard, mouth and tongue had me on demon time and he knew it.

“Give it to me,” Roman growled as I came undone. “Roman! Fuck..f-f-fuck here it comes,” I cried at my body exploded coating his face with my juices as he happily and greedily drank.

“Mmhm, I love that shit, tastin’ so fuckin’ sweet…. Sweetness gon’ be your new nickname, baby girl.” I heard him whisper between slurps as I indeed had cum harder than I ever had before, still continuing to stroke him riding out my high.

I was euphorically drunk on him, but I wanted him to feel just as good as he had made me feel. Catching my breath, I leaned down taking him once again in my mouth.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna cum yet,” Roman groaned as I turned, kneeling between his legs.

Oh sir, you put that mouth on me like that…You about to get this nut…..Period.

Steadying my hands on his welcoming thighs as I tended to the task at hand,innocently staring up at him. “Yea….Take it all for me..Fuck that feels so good. You’re such a good girl.”

Humming in agreement, I refused to stop sucking him tortuously slowly and deeply as he gripped my hair.

“Suck dat shit, girl…..Damn.” Roman groaned bending his knees, planting his heels, accepting his fate.

“Fuck, here it cum, just for you, sweetness,” he growled cummin' hard.

I almost came myself watching him. As long as I live, I will remember the look on his face. Cracking a small smile, I opened my mouth for him to see his cum coating my tongue as he bit his lower lip.

“Mmm, does my sweetness spits or swallows?” Roman asked, his deep voice making my pussy drip as he caressed my face, desperate to know my answer to his question.

“Who says I can’t do both,” I whispered, letting his cum spill from my lips onto his dick as it jumped in response.

“Mmm, my good girl," he whispered watching through hooded eyes.

“Oops I made a mess…..Let me clean up behind myself,” I mumbled once again taking him in my mouth greedily sopping his cum back into my mouth and swallowing it.

“Fuck!” He moaned, his resolve crumbling in a heap. “I’mma fuck da shit outta you,” he professed taking me in a searing kiss that left me breathless and on my back at the foot of the bed before I could blink.

My senses on overloaded as his hands roamed my body “Please, Roman, I need you so bad,” I pleaded as we both looked down at our bodies about to become one as he slipped past my wet folds.

“You sure baby,” he whispered as I nodded pulling him closer. Both of us lost in the moment as he slowly rocked his hips. Suddenly feeling pop and burst of pain.

“UMPH!” I cried, clinging to Roman as he looked at me with indescribable passion in his eyes as we shared a tender kiss.

“Look at my good girl learning how to take my big dick. You doin’ so fuckin’ good,” he moaned grasping my thighs continuing to slowly slip inside deeper inside me.

“Roman, I-I,” I whined, overwhelmed as he caressed my face. His body trembling against mine as he’s fighting an internal battle within himself to take it slow and not lose all control.

“Mmm, I know it…I know it baby.. God, thank you so much for choosing me,” he whispered showering me with kisses as I relaxed against him.

“I wanted you to be my first,” I gasped, starting to somewhat relax in spite of the pain. “Yea, that’s it, relax beautiful….Your Ro Ro's gotchu,” he whispered, filling me more and more with each thrust of his hips as I tried to breathe through the pain.

“Ro! It’s too much,” I cried pushing at his stomach as he went deeper kissing away my tears. “I know it seems that way baby, but I’m almost in. I promise it’s gon’ feel so good, move your hands.”

“Ro-”

“You trust me?” he asked gently kissing my forhead as I nodded “Then mov’em for me.”

I complied and with a snap of his hips, he bottomed out as I clawed at his back. “Roman! I feel so full, I – I can’t,” I gasps as Roman captured my lips in a passionate kiss.

“Yes, you can..Breathe….Just breathe sweetness,” he whispered against my lips surging forward, my pain suddenly becoming something more with each powerful thrust….

“Roman, faster,” I pleaded wrapping my legs around him. “Yea…..There she go, there’s my good girl,” he moaned as my hips moved against him. “You feel so good,” I cried as Roman buried his head in the crook of my neck.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to cum inside you, you feel so good… You gon’ let me cum inside you, baby?”

“Bear, please-”

“Answer me, Starr?” he groaned, even more turned on as my other pet name for him escaped my lips.

"God, yes!"

“Uh huh, you gon’ let your bear fill you up, I promise it’ll feel so good,” he rasped marking my neck as I clawed at his lower back and nipping at his shoulder as he properly dicked me down.

“Fuck I want to cum inside you so bad..Tell me I can again," he moaned angling his hips taking me by surprise.

“Yes, I want you to cum inside me,” I screamed, the new position and thrusts sending chills down my spine, making my toes curl. Lifting one of my legs in the air with a firm grip on my heel Roman continued to rearrange my insides, lifting his head slightly to watch me.

Roman’s POV

“You’re such a good girl, Starr… Savin’ this good ass pussy just for me, and you gon’ let me cum inside her. Just my good girl, ain’t you?”

“Mmhm, only your good girl,” she moaned, her words filling my heart with relief and love.

“Only my good girl…..Damn, I love how dat pussy creamin’ listen to that shit, she just purrin’ ready to squirt for me again.”

The squelching sounds, as I claimed her, along with our bodies colliding, filled the room. A blush suddenly crept onto Starr’s face as she listened and tried to bury her face in my neck as I praised her.

“I been waitin’ for this Starr…Let me see you, beautiful,” I moaned willing her eyes to mine as I bit my lip in anticipation and appreciation. Fuck, she looked and felt so good, I want to keep her this way forever. Up under me begging me to make dat pretty pussy cum again and again… Merry Christmas to me, indeed.

Fuck, why we waited so long to do this. And the fact that I am the first man to ever be be inside her makes my dick get even harder and I didn’t think that was possible.

She just doesn’t know what she’s done, we’re tied together forever now.

Starr’s POV

“I’m ruinin’ you for any man thinking he can have you cause’ he can’t.” Roman growled as our lips met in a sloppy kiss as our tongues battled for dominance with me finally surrendering in the end to his power.

“Dat pussy jus pulsin’ for me and suckin’ my dick back in, get it baby. Get dat nut...Sweet ass pussy, just coatin’ my dick,” he moaned, as I began to lose my grip on reality.

His words, his nasty words making me wetter as I writhed under him searching for my next release. “I know what you need…My sweet Starr needs to cum, don’t she?”

“Yes, I need it, Roman,” I begged as he bit his lower lip. His hair framing his beautiful face, looking like a real-life romance novel cover coming to life as he continued his delicious torture as I pulsed around him, helpless as he continuously brought me to the edge to only to pull back.

“Please let me cum,” I whined as his other hand went under my arm gripping my shoulder trapping me as he began to thrust harder and faster.

“You ready baby?”

“Yes!.... I-I’m close!”

“I gotchu, just let it go, baby,” he encouraged in my ear releasing my leg and moving his hand between my thighs, stroking my sensitive throbbing clit, as his lips swallowed my cries of passion.

Feeling bold, I reached down and placed my hand on top of his moving his fingers faster against my clit as he growled feeling the spasms taking over my body.

We couldn’t stop; it was too hypnotizing as we both looked down watching his dick sink deeper and deeper inside me. “Cum for me, let it out Starr. Stop fighting it.”

“Mmh, here it comes…. Just for you,” I gasped beginning to squirt.

“Fuck yea..Squirt for bear,” Roman moaned pulling out, slapping his dick on my pussy before thrusting back in, taking me hard, fast and deep.

“Shit! I- I-” I cried out losing my train of thought gripping his ass, totally fucked out as I came undone again for him.

“Oh, fuck yea, give me it all…. Fuck, here it cum, just for you,” He groaned cummin’ in a violent rush, grinding his hips into mine, bowing his back prolonging our euphoria before collapsing beside me.

His breathing ragged as I my body continued to spasm in the aftermath.

“Fuck, you are dangerous, Starr,” Roman chuckled as I looked at him like he was crazy.

“No, your ass is dangerous,” I whispered blushing as we shared a gentle kiss, trying to come back down to earth.

“Thank you for tonight.” I whispered against his lips as he shook his head.

“No, thank you for choosing me.” And in that moment no other words were spoken i as we just wrapped ourselves up in each other and were just were us.

A little while later, Roman ran a bath and helped me clean-up, which I have to say was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. He washed me from head to toe, taking his time kissing and caressing my body.

This didn’t seem or feel like a one-time thing, but I was scared to ask, and I didn’t want to make it weird.

“You know I could have done this myself?” I whispered enjoying soaking in the warm water as he kissed my neck. “Not when you’re with me you won’t,” he said as I smiled. “Are you sore?”

“A little but the warm water is helping,” I said reassuring him I was ok. His alarm going off made us both sigh. “Santa duties are calling mister Reigns. You know if Uncle Roman doesn' have that barbie dream house put together and waiting in front of the tree for Harmony it’s gonna be hell to pay.”

Every year, Roman goes over to his sister’s after the kids fall asleep to help put out their gifts and put their toys together. It's a tradition for them every Christmas and birthday.

“I know, but I hate to leave. I don’t want it to seem-”

“Roman, it’s ok I’m fine, I’ll see you later on today.” I wanted him to stay but I knew he needed to go. After sharing a gentle kiss, he stood up to leave.

“You sure you good,” he asked, stopping by the door.

“I’m good Roman, give Savannah and the kids my love.”

He seemed so torn about leaving, so I gave him a small smile. “Merry Christmas, bear,” I whispered as he smirked. It was almost as if he was remembering what had transpired tonight.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetness.”

“Roman!” I blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. “I told you that was gon’ be your new nickname from now on and I meant it.

“Don’t say it around people,” I hissed as he smiled. “Why not, only you and me will know what it means?”

“I know you…You’re gonna say it in a flirty way and Jey's gonna figure it out and run it in the ground.”

“So, what-”

“Roman!”

“Fine, I’ll try but I ain’t making no promises but seriously thank you for my Christmas present, sweetness.

“You’re welcome and thank you for um...”

“You don’t have to say anything baby girl…Just know this ain’t over between us, cause’ I’ll have you know; you were the best I’ve ever had, and I don’t plan on letting you go.” And with a deep groan, he left the room before I could respond.

“Well i guess there is my answer……Merry Christmas indeed Mr. Reigns, because I’m not letting you go either.”

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3eyesdivine · 8 months ago

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Babysitter

long awaited and heavily requested.

warnings ; 18 + only, smut, foreplay, intimate and highly sexual scene, teasing, dirty talk, age gap ( 21 & 38 )

Faye had been babysitting her neighbor's kid for years, and the two had developed an unshakable connection. Her neighbor was a six-foot-three Samoan-Italian man in his late thirties who had little time for women in his life. He was a busy man who was always on the road, so Faye became someone he trusted to look over his child.

Unfortunately for Faye, she had strong feelings for the man.

He goes by the name Roman Reigns and is a professional wrestler. His physique was beautiful, breathtaking enough to halt any lady in her tracks. Aside from his long black locks and nicely trimmed facial hair, what tied it all together were his large and broad shoulders, rough and massive hands, and overall towering height.

"I'm home!" The woman hears a deep, rich voice speak. Her head snaps up, and she notices Roman hovering over her while she played dolls with the man's child. The little girl jumps up and travels into her father's arms, where he wraps her in a strong hug.

Faye gets up, holding the dolls, and smiles at the sight.

Roman looks at the woman and holds up a finger for a quick second. "Wait right here, I'ma get her to sleep."

Faye nods as she watches the two walk down the hall and enter the bedroom on the right. After a few minutes, the man returned. His gaze was fixed on Faye as he took off the jacket that matched the rest of his attire, and she watched him swing it over the back of the couch.

The woman smiled and began gathering her belongings to leave, but was deterred by Roman, who placed a hand on her bag, prompting Faye to look up and gaze at the man in confusion.

"Stay for a while, have a drink with me. Have you eaten?" He questions, taking the woman's things and placing them back onto the couch.

Faye smiled. "Uh, no. I haven't eaten actually. I maybe had a snack or two though.”

The big man shook his head and grabbed her hand, leading her to the kitchen.

"Since I can't be home all the time, I prepare meals for my daughter.." He trails off, opening the refrigerator and grabbing a couple sealed containers in which contained prepared food that looked absolutely delicious.

Faye smiles and moves next to him, watching as he took the tops off of each one. "Oh, wow. Roman, these look amazing." She complimented, looking back up at him before scooting the food away.

Roman watched her, brows furrowing together, as his mood dipped slightly and his thoughts filled with embarrassment and puzzlement.

"To be honest, Roman. I'm not hungry but there is something I need to tell you and get off of my chest. Can we talk in your room?" She says. The woman felt anxious as she felt she was way too young for this man, seventeen year age gap too young, to be precise. She didn't want to sever their friendship, but it was the right thing to do.

Right?

Walking into the man's room, the two sit on the edge of his bed, each holding a glass of red wine.

Faye places her glass on her lap and keeps her eyes fixed on the ground as she begins to confess what she'd felt was like a sin. Her family would kill her if they discovered she had feelings for a man who was nearly forty years of age.

"Roman, there's no other way to say this and I know it's wrong and i'm so sorry." The young woman takes a deep breath before continuing. "I like you, a lot."

The air in the room was dense, and Faye wouldn't dare to even peek at the man.

"Have you ever been with an older man before?" He inquires. From the corner of her eye, she noticed the man stand up and take his spot in front of her.

She felt rough hands grasp her jaw delicately, drawing her eyes away from her lap and up to the broad man standing over her with that dominant aura that suited his whole presence. Faye shook her head, and time seemed to slow down. Roman let his hand fall from her face and onto his black leather belt.

The woman felt herself getting wet as soon as she saw how easily he unbuckled his belt with one hand, having her willing to risk everything.

"Let me show you the heaven men my age can bring you to that these young men know nothing about, doll. Hm?" He bragged, his voice sounding enticing, aided by his raspiness and an abrupt dip in octaves.

Faye nodded, allowing the man to push her down upon the burgundy bedding. His hands wandered her covered body, and he could feel his cock hardening and showing. The woman looked down and felt hot considering how big he was; his bulge was brutally evident, and his print was huge.

Roman followed the woman's eyes and smiled with a deep chuckle. "You see that, ma? I bet you ain't ever had nobody fill you up like I'm bout to."

The woman's chest heaved up and down wildly, her mind felt fuzzy, and she felt so lightheaded from delectation that she hadn't noticed she was entirely exposed from hip to feet, the man's face buried against her thighs as he left a path of kisses up to her wet cunt.

Finally, his lips reached her lower ones, and he kissed her naked skin, spreading her pussy to kiss on her clit before opening his mouth to allow his tongue to explore her hole and taste her juices. His oral abilities demonstrated a wealth of expertise, demonstrated by the way he'd flatten his tongue here and there as he delivered long, slow licks to the way he lapped at her pussy and ate it like he'd been starving for far too long.

"Oh! Yes, Roman, Yes!" The woman yelled and as a result was greeted by a hand slapping against her mouth in an attempt to keep her quiet.

With his free hand, the man pushed two thick fingers into the woman's slippery entrance, finger fucking her at just the right tempo; everything he did felt almost too perfect, but the woman hadn't gotten the complete experience.

Faye felt like she was on cloud nine; she could feel her orgasm emerging swiftly, and she knew the man was feeling it as well when she clenched around his fingers while he groaned against her pussy. Pulling his mouth away, he sped up the tempo of his fingers and grinned as the woman's back raised off of the bed, spilling her juices all over the sheets and the man's shirt.

"Fuck, ma." He whispered, his hand moving away from her mouth and down to her thighs, spreading them apart to get a better view at how much she had come and, more importantly, the mess she made.

Sucking her nectar off of his fingers, the man stands up and picks the woman up with ease before flipping her onto her stomach.

He positions her on all fours, shifting her a few times until her ass was situated just as he liked it. Finally releasing his cock, the man moans in relief and strokes himself a few times before setting himself against Faye's pussy. The man slipped in slowly and gently, reaching forward and forming a ponytail of the woman's hair as he held it and drove her head back slightly.

Faye's mouth dropped open, enjoying the painful way her pussy stretched out to fit the man's cock inside of her. It hurt so much, but it also made her even fucking wetter. This was the only form of pain she'd tolerate and deal with as the needy woman she was for him.

"I know it hurts, baby. You're taking daddy's dick so good." He praised, slowly picking up his pace and tightening his rough grip on her hair.

The room was warm and smelled like sex. Their bodies were sweaty, and the way the moon's dazzling light shined into the man's room and nestled upon their skin was like a work of art.

Roman's thrusts increased in speed, striking hard and deep, as he bent down and locked his lips with the hers. The two groaned into the kiss, drool traveling down the woman's mouth, which the man quickly cleaned by licking from the bottom of her chin and back up to her mouth before engaging in a kiss more intense than the last.

Roman's hip motions became merciless as he withdrew from Faye's lips. He pushed the woman's face into the pillows and hammered in her pretty cunt relentlessly.

Faye couldn't keep herself quiet for the life of her, hence it was a good thing her face was buried into the soft padding beneath her head. The sensation of his dick massaging her walls, exactly like his fingers had done a few minutes prior, was too much. She was already shaking and twitching as she was coming up on her second orgasm. Her body was utterly incapable of being motionless.

"You gon' come huh, princess?" Roman grunts, pulling his bottom lip between his perfectly straight teeth. "Gon' head, mama. Come."

Faye's head was spinning as she came hard and soaked the man's big dick in her secretions. Shortly after, the man came, filling the woman up with his warm load. By now, the man's hair was most likely damp from perspiration, and the sheets were a deeper crimson from both bodies' sweat and the woman's two intense orgasms.

Pulling out, Roman laid down and pulled Faye's body on top of his.

"You're all mine now, darling. Understood?" He spoke confidently yet breathy to which the woman responded with a weak nod before drifting off into a deep slumber.

Tags ; @headoftheetable , @wonderingfashion , @bijouxcarys , @jstarr86 (if I didn’t tag you it’s because you do not have any indication on your page of being 18 or older, sorry !)

Here’s that fic you’ve all been waiting for! I put my soul into this at this point so I hope you all enjoy, lol!

As always, requests are always open! Much love.

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melonberry · 5 months ago

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Wicked Game (part two)

Pairings : Jey Uso x Reader / Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings : violence , smut , angst , manipulation , infidelity , toxic relationships , kidnapping

Plot: The Bloodline is a notorious mafia gang in Pensacola. They trade illegal weapons with other dangerous criminals. Roman notices a change in Jey, his right hand man, and realises that his secret relationship with YN, a regular woman who works as a nurse, is the cause for his mistakes. Roman vows to make his life a living hell.. even if it means involving YN.

It wasn’t hard to find her. She was pretty active on her social media accounts. After he had saw them pictures he not only wanted to destroy her for ruining his big deal, but he also couldn’t deny he had wanted her.

Roman had found YN in person when she was on a night out with her friends. They had gone to a club and most them seemed pretty drunk so he knew it was going to be easy getting her alone.

Roman walked near her group before purposely spilling a drink on one of her friends. That friend ran off to the toilets, the other two trailing behind wondering what had happened. Roman smirked as he watched YN looking around for her friends not seeing the direction they had ran off in.

“I think they just bailed.” Roman said leaning into YN to whisper in her ear. She rolled her eyes before pulling out her phone, frowning, before putting it back into her purse.

“Thanks.” She yelled over the music before walking towards the exit. Roman followed her swiftly and once they were both outside he put his plan into action.

“Do you need a ride home?” Roman asked. YN looked at him like he has grown three heads.

“I’m a drunk woman, and you want me to take a ride from a complete stranger?” YN said and turned away from Roman starting to walk away.

“I’m not a stranger- well I am a stranger.. I know Jey. He’s my cousin.” Roman explained with a small smile on his face. YN looked at him and he could tell the sheer mention of Jey’s name had eased her out a little bit. “He’s not back from work but he wanted me to make sure you’re okay.”

YN hesitantly took a step towards Roman before noticing some of his features do match Jey’s and that they might well be related.

“Let’s go.” YN said lightly following as Roman led her to his car. He got into the drivers seat as he watched, amused, as YN struggled to get into the passengers seat. “You could’ve helped me like a gentleman instead of finding humour in my struggling.” YN slightly slurred her words before hearing the click of the lock on the car doors.

“Who said I was gentleman?” Roman said as he began to drive. YN could feel her heart beat increasing slightly and a bit of fear enter her body.

“This is the way to my house- I actually never even told you where I lived.” She said as she looked around the area Roman had began driving towards.

“That’s because we’re not going to your house.” Roman said, his whole persona changing. YN placed her hand on the car door handle and attempted to open it. “You even try it and you’ll regret it. Plus it’s locked.”

“Who are you?” YN asked, her fear now evident on her face. She was clutching her seatbelt til her knuckles had turned white.

“My name is Roman and I’m the leader of the bloodline.” Roman said. YN’s eyes widened at realisation. She had heard of the bloodline but thought it was a myth. And even though they aren’t a myth, she never thought she’d be a target of theirs.

“Oh my god.” YN said. She repeated the sentence to herself, her panic stricken voice igniting a fire in Roman.

As they pulled up to Roman’s house he got out the car before walking around to YN’s side and opening the door. He had half expected her to run as soon as he unlocked the doors but she didn’t move.

“Get your ass out of the car. Don’t make me ask you twice.” Roman spat as he ordered YN to get out the car. YN slowly vacated the vehicle and looked at the huge building in front of her. “Welcome to your home for the foreseeable future.”

YN was screaming for help whilst she had been locked in a room. She knew she was below ground because of the windows being high up but full of grass. The room was cold, quiet and dark.

Tears continued to fall from her eyes and her make up began to run. Why the hell did she trust that man. He is incredibly dangerous. She’d heard stories about the leader of the bloodline and they weren’t good stories. The rumours described a Roman as a criminal who showed no remorse and would slice your throat the minute you double crossed him.

But then her mind spun to what Roman had said that made her trust him. Jey. He said he knew Jey. Does he know him? Or had he been watching her?

Roman was sat in his office when Jey knocked on the door and walked in. Roman smiled at his cousin who looked a little bit confused.

“There’s the guy I’m looking for.” Roman said standing up and pulling Jey into a hug, a genuine hug.

“Uh, yeah twin said you were needed me. Have I done something?” Jey asked returning the hug before pulling away and looking at Roman. Jey could sense Roman was up to something but he didn’t know what. “Look, I promise I haven’t messed up again.”

“Listen to me Uce, I’ve forgiven your last mistake.” Roman said placing a hand on Jey’s shoulder. “Your last mistake has given me the best gift in return.”

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spiicii · 18 days ago

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the og bloodline / bloodline property (part three)

jey uso / jimmy uso / roman reigns / solo sikoa / sami zayn x fem!reader word count → 7.7k summary → takes place after this tense argument between jey and sami. the tribal chief has made it clear that jey is to make peace, but how will he react when sami is offered more than just a taste of the bloodline's property? links → masterlist / bloodline property (part one) / bloodline property (part two) tags → multiple partners, multiple orgasms, possessive behavior, daddy kink, blowjobs, hair-pulling, doggy-style, creampie, spitroasting, praise kink, hickies, overstimulation, degradation, crying, some spanking, some restraint, some bratty behavior and brat-taming, breeding kink at the end, brief mentions of come sharing, lore accurate Tribal Chief (Roman is not always nice to his cousins)

The ache in your jaw was positively delicious. Jimmy’s cock was impossibly wide, drool already spilling from your bottom lip as you bobbed your head up and down his length. You looked up at him through your lashes, your hands already moving up to clutch at the hard muscle of his thigh. Your eyes met and he let out a chuckle, his hand in your hair. At this angle he looked like a god.

“So eager,” murmured Jey from behind you, his teeth grazing the shell of your ear. “But you been eager all night, ain’t you, pretty girl?”

You nodded around Jimmy’s cock, drool beginning to drip down the front of your chest. You felt Jey’s grin against your neck as he nipped it with his canines.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Roman and Solo seated off to the side, both of them watching you with interest. Your eyes met the Tribal Chief’s and he smiled, his gaze knowing. He knew how badly you wanted this. How badly you needed this - to be on your knees, serving his Bloodline.

You knew Jimmy had wanted to fuck you, but seeing him fresh out of the shower, towel slung low beneath his hipbones, had you practically salivating. It had felt like the easiest decision in the world to fall to your knees and begin licking at the underside of his cock, your mouth watering at the very sight of it. Jimmy was nothing if not a courteous lover and he allowed you to have your fun, teasing and swirling your tongue around the tip until you tasted pre-come.

Jey hadn’t been as patient as he dropped to his knees behind you, his mouth now latched to the underside of your jaw. Jey wasn’t normally the one leaving marks on you, but he seemed insatiable tonight, his mouth alternating between sweet kisses and gentle nibbles against your exposed skin. You could feel his erection pressed thickly against your ass, a reminder of how badly he wanted you.

You heard a knock at the bedroom door and you removed Jimmy’s dick from your mouth with a pop, ignoring how his grip in your hair tightened in frustration. You looked over at Roman and saw him motion to Solo to open the door, his eyes flickering over to you, almost as if he were concerned about how you might feel about the intrusion.

You offered him a reassuring smile, letting him know that you weren’t worried. It was probably just Paul.

The Wiseman had never bothered you. He was just another outsider, like you, who belonged to the Tribal Chief. This wouldn’t be the first time he’d seen you like this, on your knees servicing members of the Bloodline, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

Your suspicions were confirmed when Solo opened the door and Paul stepped in, his eyes immediately drawn to the sight of you on your knees with Jimmy’s cock in your hand, Jey kneeling behind you with his lips on your neck. It was nothing he hadn’t seen before and he quickly moved on, his face giving nothing away.

“My Tribal Chief,” he murmured, his eyes now on his master. “Sami Zayn is here.”

You felt Jey tense behind you, his grip on your hips tightening. Although Sami had been a part of the Bloodline for months now, the relationship between the two of them hadn’t improved. If anything, things seemed to be getting worse. You remembered how the two had argued the night before, Jey’s words laced with venom.

I don’t like you, Sami. I don’t like your hair. I don’t like your face. I don’t like you being around my family. How you think you part of the Bloodline and you ain’t blood? Newsflash for you, Sami: you never will be. You don’t belong here. Don’t nobody in this group like you. I’m just the realest one to say it out loud.

Jey had always been protective of his family, but Sami’s presence with the Bloodline had brought out an ugly side in him, one you didn’t like. You could certainly understand his reluctance to trust an outsider, but Sami had proven himself time and time again, unfailingly loyal to the Head of the Table.

You remembered Sami had tried to defend himself, his face betraying his hurt from Jey’s vicious words.

Why are you yelling at me? I’m trying to make peace. The Tribal Chief says he wants peace.

And without missing a beat, Jey had uttered those fateful words.

Man, I don’t give a damn what the Tribal Chief say!

He hadn’t meant it, of course, but the damage had been done, his anger making him reckless. You had watched Roman’s face twist in displeasure, his eyes narrowing in barely concealed rage. Had Sami not defended him, you knew the Tribal Chief would have beaten down Jey right there and then for such open disrespect.

While Roman had restrained himself on live television, Sami hadn’t completely saved Jey from punishment. Once the Bloodline had arrived back at the penthouse that night, Jey and Roman had taken a walk. A very long walk. And when they both returned Jey’s face had been pale, now trying to hide an obvious limp. You weren’t sure what Roman had done to him, but the message was clear: Jey was not to step out of line again.

Now as Sami entered the bedroom, his eyes immediately locking onto yours, you could feel Jey’s fingers digging into your soft flesh of your hip, his breathing labored. You could tell it was taking all of his willpower to avoid standing up and making a scene. You leaned back and nuzzled against Jey’s neck in an effort to comfort him, still keeping Jimmy’s cock in hand as you treated it to a few dexterous twists and tugs.

“Thank you, Wiseman. You’re dismissed.” Roman’s voice was calm, already motioning for Solo to return to his seat beside him.

Paul bowed his head respectfully and moved to leave, his eyes briefly meeting yours. Although the two of you rarely spoke, you shared a common ground - an understanding of what both of your roles were and how you both served the Bloodline. As your eyes met, you could read in the Wiseman’s face a very clear message, one that he couldn’t speak out loud: Be careful.

You gave him the barest nod in understanding, watching as he quickly retreated from the room and closed the door behind him. He was right, of course. Tonight was not the night to press anyone’s buttons.

“Welcome, Sami. Please, come sit.” Roman motioned to the other empty chair beside him. “Our girl’s a bit occupied right now. I hope you don’t mind.”

Sami quickly obeyed, moving swiftly past you and the twins to take the seat beside the Tribal Chief. Once he was seated, Sami’s eyes were immediately on you again, his pupils already blown wide with lust. You offered him a shy smile, your strokes on Jimmy’s cock lazy as you met Sami’s piercing gaze.

You heard Jey make a low rumbling noise behind you, clearly displeased at Sami’s intrusion. You were glad when Jimmy tugged impatiently at your hair to urge you back onto his dick.

“Get back to work, slut,” Jimmy growled and you were eager to obey, leaning forward and sinking down on his cock like you were gagging for it.

Jey was quick to resume his assault on your neck, his teeth now biting harder against the delicate skin of your windpipe.

It was rare to see Jey this jealous and possessive of you. Normally he was sweet, his words kind and his touch gentle, but it was clear that Sami’s presence had triggered something primal inside of him. He wanted to claim you as his, the bruises and bites satisfying that deeper, more animalistic part of him you didn’t often get to see.

Your eyelids fluttered as Jey continued to suck and bite, bordering the line between pleasure and pain in a way that he rarely indulged. It felt euphoric and you could already feel wetness forming between your legs, your pussy spasming, practically begging to be filled. You began to shift uncomfortably in Jey’s arms, watching as Jimmy narrowed his eyes in annoyance as you struggled to sit still.

He yanked you off his dick with a violent tug at your hair and you let out a whine, your scalp stinging.

“Hold her still, Jey,” Jimmy snapped, clearly impatient. “Since she wanna run from it.”

Jey’s arms were wrapped around yours so quickly you barely had any time to react, easily jerking your arms behind you and pressing you against his chest. You struggled pointlessly in his hold, just to test the balance of power, and Jey chuckled in amusement, his breath warm against your ear as he held you close.

You looked up at Jimmy with a smirk, your eyes glinting with defiance. “Thought you wanted to fuck me?”

Jimmy raised an eyebrow at your words, a smile already tugging at the corner of his mouth. He knew your games. The Tribal Chief always demanded complete obedience, which you were more than happy to give him, but things were different with the twins. They didn’t mind a challenge. To them it was all part of the game. And they were always more than happy to put you in your place.

Jimmy's face broke into a grin, the fist in your hair so tight you gasped. “She got a smart mouth, uce.” he mused, looking down at you thoughtfully.

You felt Jey nip another bruise at your shoulder as he met his brother’s gaze, letting out a breathless chuckle. “Let’s see how talkative she is after you fucked her throat.”

Jimmy kept that dominant hand in your hair as he leaned down to give you a small kiss on the lips, his eyes so dark they looked black.

“Tap Jey if you need to stop,” he murmured to you, hooking his finger under your chin to bring your face up to him.

You flashed him a winning smile. “Do your worst,” you goaded and both twins laughed.

“You’ll regret that, girl.”

Jimmy’s cock was down your throat so quickly that you jumped in surprise, Jey’s grip on you tightening in response. “There ya go,” Jey crooned in your ear, his own erection twitching with interest. “Take it like a good girl.”

You didn’t have much of a choice. Jimmy’s thrusts became deeper as he tested your limits. You looked up at him as your eyes began to water, no gag reflex in sight. Jimmy grinned down at you, white teeth flashing as he pushed his length even further down your throat. You relaxed and allowed it, your tongue working him over as he continued to explore.

Finally he bottomed out, his cock fully encasing your throat, your nose buried in his neatly trimmed curls. He held you there, his grip on your hair still tight. It was difficult to breathe, but once it became clear that you wouldn’t choke, he let out a breathless laugh.

“Jesus, pretty girl,” he muttered in disbelief. “Your throat was just made to be fucked.”

You felt Jey’s free hand at your neck, his fingers outlining the shape of his brother’s cock in your throat. “What a practiced slut,” he murmured, pressing his lips to your temple. “Got yo’ throat trained up real good, don’t we, baby?”

Jey’s words seemed to spur his brother into action and he pulled his hips back, slamming back into your mouth with a moan. His grip on your hair was punishing, keeping you still and ensuring that you could do nothing but take it. Jey continued to press open-mouthed kisses to your neck, unbothered by his twin battering the back of your throat like he was paid for it.

Jimmy’s thrusts became quicker, his massive cock blocking your airway and making oxygen scarce. You finally, finally felt your throat convulse and Jimmy groaned at the feeling, his hips picking up speed.

Your skin felt feverish and you let out a low moan, urging Jimmy on. Tears began to spill from your eyes though Jey’s clever tongue licked them away before they fell. You tried to breathe the best that you could around him, but it was difficult and you felt light-headed, cheeks burning as Jimmy pounded your throat like a fleshlight.

Eventually Jimmy’s thrusts began to stutter out of rhythm and you knew he was close, his cock so deep in your throat that you felt drunk on it. Jey’s mouth was on your shoulder, suckling yet another bruise, his free hand twisting cruelly on your nipple. You let out another moan and that seemed to push Jimmy over the edge.

He kept his grip on your hair tight as he came down your throat, his head thrown back as he spilled inside you. You suckled reverently around his cock, savoring the salty taste of his come exploding across your tongue. Your knees felt weak, your pussy so wet you began to feel your own juices slide down your thigh. You whined around his cock and shifted pitifully in Jey’s hold, looking for some kind of friction or relief.

And when Jimmy finally released his grip on your hair you sagged in Jey’s arms, your head falling forward as Jimmy removed his softening cock from your mouth. You took a few shuddering breaths, taking in as much oxygen as you could, your mouth still agape and jaw aching.

“Shhh,” cooed Jey, releasing his grip on your arms and hooking his fingers under your jaw to pull your face towards him. His eyes flickered down to your swollen lips, his gaze positively ravenous. “You did so good, pretty girl.”

Before you realized what was happening he was kissing you, his tongue collecting the remainder of his brother’s seed from your mouth, swallowing without hesitation. You moaned into his mouth, the tension between your legs beginning to build. He pulled away and gave you a knowing smile.

“Not so mouthy now, are you?”

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words, burying your face into the crook of his neck as he chuckled, quickly picking you up off the floor with an easy strength. You let out a groan of appreciation, your knees aching from how long you’d been kneeling. As Jey sat you on the edge of bed, he lifted his knee up to nudge your legs apart, already pushing you back onto the mattress and leaning over you.

“Stop.” The Tribal Chief’s voice was so commanding you doubted you could have disobeyed him if you wanted to, both you and Jey freezing to look over at him.

Roman’s eyes were dark as he watched the two of you, his expression unreadable. “Get her on her knees.”

You saw the smallest flicker of annoyance cross Jey’s face, but he masked it well, unwilling to anger the Tribal Chief over something so trivial. Besides, he would still get to fuck you, so he wasn’t complaining, especially after the argument with Sami last night. You were sure he was just grateful that Roman hadn’t banned him from the bedroom altogether.

“Come on, pretty girl,” Jey murmured, urging you back up. “On your knees.”

You obeyed, allowing Jey’s gentle hands to ease you into position, his touch warm against your exposed skin. You were grateful for a mattress beneath your sore knees, already beginning to arch your back as Jey palmed at the soft flesh of your ass.

You had hardly gotten settled when you felt thick fingers pushing past your lips to force your mouth open, the Tribal Chief’s face now only a few inches from yours. Your eyes met his and it felt like something with wings was trapped in your ribcage, Roman’s eyes dark and hungry. He hooked his fingers in the side of your mouth like he’d caught a fish, a small whine escaping your lips as you stared up at him.

“You gonna be a good slut and let my Bloodline fuck you, pretty girl?” The Tribal Chief’s voice was an octave lower than usual, his eyes practically simmering. You could tell it was taking all of his willpower to resist pulling you from Jey’s grasp and pounding you into the mattress. You weren’t sure why he was holding back, your pussy contracting at the thought of the Tribal Chief finally taking you. He hadn’t touched you all night and you were almost ready to beg for it.

Instead, you nodded as best you could with his fingers in your mouth, watching as the Tribal Chief looked down at you in satisfaction, his gaze still heated.

“Good girl,” he murmured, pulling his wet fingers from your mouth and wiping them on your cheek. “You see how well we got her trained, Sami? Isn’t she gorgeous like this?”

Your eyes flickered over to where Sami sat, watching with interest as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to adjust himself to hide the erection in his jeans. His gaze at you seemed desperate, his fists clenching and unclenching around the armrests of the chair, and you almost felt sorry for him.

He’d been allowed into the Bloodline’s penthouse a few times before but he still hadn’t been permitted to fuck you. The Tribal Chief had allowed him the occasional kiss, perhaps the rare touch, but nothing more. It was clear that no matter how loyal the Honorary Uce was to the Bloodline, they didn’t consider him a full member. Not yet. He was still nothing more than an outsider, struggling just as you and Paul had to find acceptance in this family.

Jey swatted your ass and you jumped, letting out a small yelp. “Spread yo’ legs, girl,” he demanded from behind you. ”Lemme see what’s mine.”

You quickly obeyed, forcing yourself not to wriggle your hips in desperation as you felt his hot breath against your wet skin. He licked a hot stripe across your pussy and you shuddered, the feeling positively transcendent.

“Jesus, you soaked, babygirl.” Jey rumbled, his long fingers already moving to touch the wetness for himself. “You leakin’ just fo’ me?”

You let out a breathy moan as Jey’s long fingers began to play with your slicked opening, collecting the wetness between his fingers just so he could bring them to his own mouth for a taste.

It wasn’t long before you felt a new set of fingers tug at your hair and you looked up to see Solo towering above you, his massive cock only inches from your face. You obediently opened your mouth as you gazed up at him, allowing him to smear a bead of precum on your waiting tongue.

You savored the taste, quickly closing your lips around the fat tip and beginning to suck. Solo let out an appreciative moan, his grip on your hair tight, but not cruel. You could see the barest trace of a smile ghost across his lips, his eyes sparkling with fondness as he pushed his cock deeper into your mouth. Your jaw was still aching from Jimmy’s previous abuse, but you barely noticed it, your brain beginning to grow fuzzy at the feeling of your lips stretching around the Enforcer’s massive length.

Jey’s fingers began exploring deeper in your leaking hole, the feeling sending warm tendrils of pleasure curling inside of you. You let out a low moan and Solo’s hips stuttered in response, the vibrations massaging the dick now lodged in your throat.

“You gon’ let me fuck this pretty pussy, baby?” Jey hummed, his long fingers poking and prodding at your entrance. God, he was such a tease. “Gon’ let me fuck you while you get your throat fucked too?”

You nodded around Solo’s cock, your hips wriggling pathetically beneath Jey’s hands. He removed his fingers from your desperate cunt and you whined at the loss, your gaze up at Solo pleading.

“Jey will take care of you, pretty girl,” Solo murmured, reaching out his free hand to stroke reassuringly across your cheekbone. “Just relax. It’s okay.”

You quickly obeyed, your mouth going slack as Solo began to move his hips forward, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. Despite how desperate you felt, you wanted more than anything to be good, allowing the Tribal Chief’s Bloodline to use you as they saw fit. This was your role. Your purpose. And you were more than happy to be a perfect, pretty toy for them to use.

Jey’s cock nudged at your entrance and your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling.

“So tight,” Jey hissed, continuing to press deeper into your velvety warmth. “So perfect fo’ me, baby.”

Solo tugged at your hair again and your eyes flew open, your knees suddenly weak from the intensity of his gaze.

“Eyes on me.” Solo growled, his thrusts beginning to pick up speed as he slid his cock in and out of your mouth. You tried your best to use your tongue to maximize his pleasure, but it was pointless. Solo’s cock was simply too enormous, his balls smacking your chin at every impact. Instead, you kept your jaw relaxed and allowed him to use you, doing your best to maintain eye contact even as your eyes watered as he cut off your oxygen supply.

You were already on cloud nine, but when Jey bottomed out, you thought perhaps you’d really died and gone to heaven. He was practically in your guts at this angle, the tip of his perfect cock grazing your cervix. You let out a low moan and that was enough to send Solo over the edge.

With a tight grip of your hair you felt Solo spill down your throat, his head thrown back in ecstasy as he emptied himself into you. Despite the tears streaming down your face, both from exertion and from lack of oxygen, you allowed him to take his time, your throat frantically working to milk every drop from him.

When Solo finally pulled his softening cock from your mouth your head fell forward, now gasping for breath after so long without oxygen. Solo’s fingers remained tangled in your hair, now massaging your scalp - a wordless apology for how hard he’d tugged on it.

“Good girl,” he murmured, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead before tucking himself back into his pants and moving away, returning to his seat beside the Tribal Chief.

Jey continued to thrust slowly into you, his movements measured and calculated.

At this point, you were convinced that Jey’s cock had magical properties. That was the only explanation for how good he made you feel, his dick the only thing in the world that could erase all the thoughts from your brain and leave you shaking with pleasure long before you had even had your first orgasm.

Even now his slow, methodical thrusts were not enough to push either of you to completion, but it didn’t really matter. You knew he would have you coming apart on his cock soon enough. For now, you were content to let him go at his own pace and enjoy the warm, wet feel of your gummy walls. You continued to grip him tightly, practically sucking him deeper into you, greedy for anything and everything he had to offer.

Roman watched the two of you with interest, leaning forward in his chair to reach out and cup your feverish cheeks with his large hand. Despite his gentle touch, his gaze at you was dark. He looked like he wanted to devour you, his gaze flickering to where Jey was still fucking into you from behind, as if he were considering shoving his cousin to the side to take his place.

But he didn’t.

This was a game Roman often played: letting his Bloodline fuck you senseless, watching with unending patience until you were practically begging for him. You were never sure why he preferred it this way and you had never asked. Perhaps he wanted you needy and desperate for him, begging him in your sweetest little voice for just one kiss. Just one touch. Perhaps he liked you worn out and exhausted, your body pliant beneath his strong hands and your eyes hazy with pleasure. Nothing but a pretty doll for him to play with you.

Whatever the reason, it never failed to make you even more desperate for him, a whine already escaping your throat as you met his hungry gaze. He smirked at you, rubbing his thumb across your slick-shined lips just to tease you.

“You’ve been doing so good, sweetheart,” he praised, watching you with interest. “You gonna keep being good for me? Still my obedient little girl, aren’t you?”

You nodded, leaning into his touch. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Roman released you and leaned back in his chair, his eyes sparkling with an emotion you couldn’t quite place.

“Do you wanna fuck her mouth, Sami?”

The Tribal Chief’s question was casual, as if he were merely asking about the weather, but it didn’t change the magnitude of what this moment meant, both for Sami and the rest of the Bloodline.

Jey stilled behind you in shock, your pussy spasming helplessly around his still rock-hard dick inside you.

You couldn’t blame Jey for his surprise. While Roman had threatened to promote Sami to full Bloodline status, no one had thought those privileges would extend to the bedroom. Roman might share you with his cousins, but they were family. Sami was an outsider - no amount of loyalty would change that.

You couldn’t deny that you were surprised as well. As generous as Roman was with his family, he was possessive of you. To him, you were his manamea. His sweetheart. His favorite. His and his alone. Sharing you was not something he did easily.

You looked over at Sami and saw that he was looking at the Tribal Chief in amazement, his hands instinctively reaching down to his stiff cock in his jeans. His gaze darted around the room: to Jimmy, to Solo, to Jey, to you. He seemed to be waiting for someone to protest, maybe even laugh at him and tell him that it was all just one big joke, but no one did. The room was silent.

Of course it was Jimmy who spoke first. “Well? You gonna fuck her mouth or what? If you won’t, then I will. I don’t mind goin’ for round two.”

His words were impatient, but when you glanced over at him you could see that he was smiling, throwing a cheeky wink your way when he caught you staring. Of course he’d be proud of Sami. The two of them were close.

Solo, on the other hand, gave nothing away, merely watching as Sami twisted nervously in his chair beneath the scrutiny of the Bloodline. If he had reservations about Sami participating he didn’t show it, keeping his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the scene unfold before him. You doubted that he would mind. He’d always had a soft spot for Sami, perhaps more than he let on.

Sami seemed at a loss for words, now suddenly unable to meet your eyes despite the massive erection he was sporting. “I…I don’t…”

“Don’t want to?” Roman’s tone was playful. He knew, the same as the rest of you did, how badly Sami wanted you. How badly he’d wanted you the second he laid eyes on you.

Sami visibly gulped, his eyes darting over to Jey. “I…I just want to make sure everyone is completely comfortable with that.”

The implication in his words were not missed and you felt Jey’s finger tighten against you, causing you to let out a whimper. You didn’t miss how Jey’s cock twitched inside you, though you couldn’t be sure if it had anything to do with Sami or not. Your brain was beginning to fizzle out, the feeling of Jey’s long cock inside you, still unmoving, was driving you crazy. If he didn’t move soon you were sure you’d lose your mind.

“Hurry the fuck up then,” Jey muttered, finally, finally moving his hips again to shallowly thrust into your soaked hole, your eyes rolling back into your head at the feeling.

Okay. Perhaps you had lost your mind. Had Jey just agreed to let Sami fuck your mouth? Had you hallucinated that? Perhaps his magic dick had driven you to madness after all.

“Well?” Jey’s voice was sharp. “Go on, uce. We ain’t got all day.”

No, you definitely hadn’t imagined that. You wanted to think it through, maybe even turn around and ask Jey exactly what was going on in that pretty head of his, but he rolled his hips again and all the thoughts flew from your mind. Nothing could turn your brain dead the same way Jey’s cock could and you were convinced the damn thing had bewitched you.

You were so lost in the pleasure of finally being fucked again that you hardly noticed the hand against your cheek, the touch familiar.

“You want Sami, pretty girl?” The Tribal Chief asked, his eyes scanning yours for any sign of hesitance. You’d talked to him about this before, but you thought it was sweet he wanted to be sure. You liked Sami. And you couldn’t deny that you were curious to see what he was packing in those tight little jeans he wore.

“Yes, Daddy.” You replied, nuzzling into his palm to reassure him. He watched you carefully, still searching for any sign, any indicator that you didn’t want this.

“Say your safeword back to me.”

“Red.”

“And if you can’t speak?”

“I’ll tap his thigh. I promise, Daddy.”

The Tribal Chief finally seemed convinced, breaking into a wide smile. He pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. “You take care of Jey and Sami then I’ll fuck you just how you like it. Okay, sweetheart?”

Jey shifted the angle of his hips and suddenly hit your g-spot, causing you to let out a gasp, your eyelids fluttering. Despite the pleasure settling over your brain like a fog, you still somehow found an answer for your master.

“Yes, Daddy.”

The Tribal Chief smirked, motioning over to Sami. “You heard her, Sami. She wants you.”

Sami stood on your shaky legs, watching as Jey continued to thrust into you from behind, your mouth falling open at the feeling. When he made it to your side, his erection still trapped inside his jeans, you couldn’t help but reach up to tug at his belt, a silent plea to remove the barrier between you.

Sami seemed hesitant, his gaze at you almost…concerned. He reached out and touched your cheek experimentally. Do you really want this? His eyes seemed to ask. Are you really sure?

You were getting impatient now, tugging harder at his belt. “Please, Sami,” you breathed, your voice still hoarse from Jimmy and Solo’s very thorough use of your throat. “Please, I need you.”

That was all Sami needed to hear. He quickly undid his belt, pulling his cock free of his boxers. He wasn’t as long as Jey, but a bit thicker, about the same width as Jimmy’s, with a blushing pink head. Your first instinct was to reach out to wrap your fingers around it, giving it a few experimental squeezes and tugs just to see how Sami would respond.

It was clear that Sami was sensitive, cute little pants of breath falling from his open mouth as you played with him. You couldn’t help but lean forward to kiss the tip, eager to taste him after so many months of curiosity. He tasted almost sweet, the lingering smell of spice from his body wash now in your nose as you continued to work him over with your tongue.

You noticed that Sami was reaching up to cradle the back of your head, keeping himself grounded as you leaned down to take more of him in your mouth. You began to hollow out your cheeks and suck, the feeling of his heavy cock in your mouth making your eyes glaze over in pleasure.

You eventually sank down further on his length, easily taking all of him until you were nestling your nose into a soft bed of ginger curls. Sami gasped in surprise, his fingers tightening in your hair almost instinctively while his cock twitched inside the small space of your throat.

“She’s a talented slut, ain’t she, Sami?” You heard Jimmy ask, watching the scene with amusement. “Go on and fuck her throat. I promise you she can take it.”

Sami didn’t seem so sure, quickly loosening his grip on your hair once he saw how tightly he’d pulled on it. It was clear he didn’t want to hurt you, his hips moving back to allow you to breathe better around his dick.

Meanwhile, Jey continued to pound into you from behind, picking up the pace now at the sight of Sami’s cock in your mouth. He continued to hit your g-spot with each sharp snap of his hips, his hands gripping your flesh so tightly that you knew there would be finger-shaped bruises there in the morning.

Your eyelids fluttered as Jey bordered that fine line between pain and pleasure. It wasn’t like him to be this rough with you, but you knew it was Sami’s presence that brought out his possessive side to him, his pace almost punishing as he continued to thrust into you.

Your eyes unfocused as you looked up at Sami, your body trembling both from exhaustion and pleasure as Jey continued to fill you so perfectly. Sami’s hips stuttered, almost as if he were resisting the urge to thrust without warning into your mouth. He was holding back, but you were too drunk on Jey’s cock to understand why.

“Aye, yo, you gon’ do something or what?” You heard Jey snap, his hand now reaching forward to grab your hair. Sami watched as Jey tugged your head back and your back arched in response, your mouth falling open more as Jey kept you speared on his cock.

“If you gon’ fuck her throat then do it. You ain’t gotta tease her like that.”

You kept your jaw slack, your eyes pleading as you looked up at Sami through your lashes. You didn’t want him to hold back. You wanted everything he had to offer you and more. You could take it. You could be good.

Sami finally seemed to take a hint, his hips beginning to find a faster rhythm. Jey let out a satisfied grunt, his grip on your hair tight as he kept your head pulled back, your mouth now at the perfect angle for Sami to begin pushing further into your throat. It was the most you’d ever seen the two of them cooperate, their movements almost in tandem as they kept you spit-roasted between them.

Sami’s cock began to twitch inside your throat and you watched as his cheeks began to splotch with pink, his pretty blue eyes fluttering.

“Holy shit,” he groaned, throwing his head back in pleasure. “Fuck, I’m gonna-”

You realized with delirious elation that the reason Sami had been holding back was because he was going to finish impossibly fast - the tight, wet heat of your throat quickly sending him over the edge. You let out a whine as Sami spilled down your throat, Jey’s hand still in your hair to keep your mouth open for him.

Sami seemed dazed, his eyes far away as he looked down at you. It was clear he had not expected things to end so quickly and you watched as his face flushed in embarrassment. It was cute, you decided, though you didn’t have the words to tell him, not with your own orgasm rapidly approaching.

“Jey,” you whispered, your eyes crossing with ecstasy as he kept his steady pace, his perfect cock brushing against your g-spot every time.

You were grateful for Jey’s firm grip on your hair, keeping you in position so you didn’t fully collapse on the bed, your muscles shaking with exhaustion from being in the same position for so long.

“I gotchu, babygirl,” You heard Jey growl from behind you. “I gotchu.”

He always did.

You felt the tension building and you knew you couldn’t hold off any longer.

“Please, Daddy,” The plea was familiar on your lips. “Please, can I come?”

The Tribal Chief let out a low chuckle, clearly amused to see you falling apart on his cousin’s cock. “You can come, sweetheart.”

You let out a high-pitched keen, your pussy constricting Jey’s perfect dick inside you as you finally felt the tension snap. Pleasure was rolling across your tired limbs like soft peals of thunder, your eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.

The feeling of your release was quick to trigger Jey’s as he slammed deep inside you one final time, a low groan escaping his lips. You felt a warmth spread inside of you as he coated your walls white, your pussy continuing to spasm helplessly around him.

You wanted to collapse on the bed, but Jey’s unforgiving grip on your hair kept you up, his hips still moving as he pumped the remainder of his seed into you. You obediently kept still, even as overstimulation began to prick at your exhausted limbs, your eyes still shut as the hand in your hair bordered on painful.

“Shhh, I gotchu, mamas.” Jey’s voice was a balm to your soul, his free arm wrapping around you to keep you from falling as he slowly released his grip on your hair. “There’s a good girl. Such a sweet girl fo’ me, baby.”

You allowed him to lay you gently down on the mattress, the cool sheets a welcome reprieve against your heated face. You sighed at the feeling, your eyes still dazed and unfocused from the pleasure he’d given you.

Soft lips were pressed against your temple and when you opened your eyes you saw Jey leaning down beside you, brushing some of the hair from your forehead. The smallest blush was still dotting his copper cheeks, the post-orgasmic bliss still lingering in his sleepy brown eyes. He smiled down at you, unable to resist pressing another kiss to your lips.

“You okay, baby?” He asked softly, watching you with some concern as you grimaced, your throat and jaw sore from use. You nodded, smiling weakly in the hopes to reassure him.

He didn’t seem convinced, even as Roman stood from his chair and motioned for Jey to move, taking his place beside you on the bed.

Roman’s hand was against your cheek again and your heartbeat stuttered at the feeling. It didn’t matter how long you’d belonged to the Tribal Chief, he still managed to make you feel like a blushing schoolgirl every time, his touches and words so sweet and adoring that you could never doubt his conviction.

“Use your words for me, sweetheart. Are you okay?”

Roman seemed worried, his thumb brushing across your swollen lips, wiping away some of the drool that had collected there.

“I’m okay, Daddy,” you whispered, your voice hoarse, and Roman smiled at you, leaning down to brush his lips against yours in a chaste kiss.

“Still want your Daddy to take care of you?”

You were relieved that he hadn’t asked you to stop. It didn’t matter that you’d taken the entirety of his Bloodline. It didn’t matter that your knees ached or your throat was sore. All you could think about was how badly you wanted him. And how anxious you were to serve.

“Yes, please,” You rasped, your hand already reaching out to him. “I need you so bad, Daddy. Please.”

The Tribal Chief chuckled, tucking some of your hair behind your ear, the gesture tender. “Good girl.” he praised, pressing one final kiss to your forehead. “You just lay here and let your Daddy take care of you, okay, baby?”

You nodded, watching as Roman moved behind you, his large hands tugging at your hips to pull you back up to your knees. Your joints and muscles protested, but you kept your mouth shut, wanting more than anything to be good, even as Roman’s fingers dug into the same bruises Jey had left behind.

As the tip of his cock nudged at your already soaked cunt, you felt a strangled noise leave your throat. He was so much thicker than Jey, but he didn’t really stop to give you time to accommodate him, instead allowing your greedy hole to continue to suck him in further. You felt a faint burn at the feeling, though it quickly melted into pleasure, even as your pussy ached from the rough treatment.

You moved your arms, trying to see if you had the strength to push yourself up, but you were quickly pushed back down, Roman’s large hand pressing your face back into the sheets. “Shhh,” he cooed, still driving his massive length deeper inside you. “Just lay there like a good slut so your Daddy can use you.”

Your pussy spasmed helplessly at his words and he laughed, leaning over you to watch as your eyes rolled back into your head, your mouth falling open as he filled your cunt so perfectly.

“Aw, what a sweet girl,” he hummed, though his tone was mocking. “There’s really nothing behind those pretty eyes, is there? Just a little doll for me to play with, aren’t you, honey?”

You didn’t really have any words for him, not as he kept your face pressed into the mattress, his cock feeling like it was splitting you in half. He finally bottomed out and you felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes, overstimulation threatening to overtake you. Everything was sensitive but he wasn’t giving you any time to adjust, already moving his hips against yours to thrust in and out of you.

The Tribal Chief set a brutal pace, his fingers digging into your hip as he pistoned in and out of you. You tried to move, tried to crawl away just for a moment in an effort to hold off the oversensitivity now wracking your body, but Roman was quick to pull you back, his pace unfaltering.

“Now, now,” he tsked, his massive cock now impossibly deep inside you. “None of that, sweetheart. You know what to say if you want this to stop.”

But you didn’t want this to stop. Not even as your body began to shake and tears began to spill from your eyes. You wanted this. You always wanted this.

The Tribal Chief laughed as he felt your body go limp beneath him, his pace still perfectly measured, not faltering or slowing even once. As he continued to pound in your oversensitive body, the unmistakable sound of his heavy balls making contact with your sore cunt at every thrust, you were reminded as to why he was the Chief. He fucked like a king, every stroke designed for his own pleasure, every thrust against your g-spot a reminder of generosity.

He pressed his large hand between your shoulder blades to push you further into the mattress, surveying his prey beneath him as he fucked deeper into your overheated body. Despite the scream of protests from your muscles and the ache in your abused cunt, you could still feel pleasure begin to tingle at the base of your spine, his massive cock somehow wringing ecstasy from your exhausted body. You clenched around him and he laughed, the sound mean.

“Needy fucking slut,” he growled, slapping your ass again just to hear you yelp. “You gonna come again? Gonna come on your Chief’s dick?”

You let out a broken sob, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm you as you scrabbled for purchase against the expensive sheets. You knew you were close, but you couldn’t find the words to ask for permission, the Tribal Chief’s dick making it impossible to think.

Roman’s fingers tangled in your hair, tugging painfully on your already sore scalp. “I asked you a question, slut,” he snarled, his thrusts still brutal as he continued to hammer into your g-spot. “Are you gonna come on your Chief’s dick?”

You nodded weakly in his hold, letting out a whine as Roman pressed your face back into the pool of tears and drool you’d left on the sheets.

“Then beg me for it.”

You didn’t dare disobey. “Please, Daddy,” you sobbed, now beginning to dissolve into a writhing, weeping mess. “Please, can I come? Please, please, please.”

“Come, whore.”

Your vision went white, no longer in control of your own body as you came. You clamped down on your master’s cock, practically strangling it as your legs finally gave out beneath you, collapsing onto the mattress. You closed your eyes as you pressed your face into the cool sheets, your mind going completely blank even as Roman continued to fuck into your spent body, the feeling almost as excruciating as it was pleasurable.

You heard the Tribal Chief curse, his hips stuttering against yours as he finally spilled into you, the feeling warm and euphoric. And when he pulled out of you, you whimpered at the feeling, shivering from the pain and pleasure he’d given you.

“Such a good girl,” You heard Roman murmur, his touch gentle as he ran his hands down your trembling form. “You serve me so well.”

You felt your body relax at his words, though you quickly tensed again as you felt him spread your legs and run his fingers across your swollen pussy, the feeling causing another broken sob to leave your mouth.

“Please, Daddy,” you rasped, your voice wrecked. “I can’t…”

“Hush, baby,” Roman cooed, leaning back to admire the sight of both his and Jey’s come trickle out of your abused hole. You let out a broken gasp as Roman reached up to push the come back into you, tears glistening on your lashes at the feeling. It was all too much.

Still, you made no effort to move away, no matter how intense the feeling was. The Tribal Chief chuckled, his thick fingers still pressing into you to ensure you didn’t waste a single drop.

“And what do you say after your Tribal Chief has used you, pretty girl?”

It was the easiest answer in the world. “Thank you, Daddy.”

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von2dutch · 9 months ago

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Sugar Baby | Jey Uso

Synopsis: Sex is not a big deal. ...You can have a no-strings-attached arrangement with someone you don’t care about.

Pairing: Jey uso X Black Fem reader | word count: 3.1k | warning: smut, toxic behavior , protected sex | 18+ ONLY

A/N This is my first time writing on here so bear with me I’m new to learning the app I hope you all enjoy it it’s also my first time writing a Jey uso fanfic so please go easy on me. A few writers inspired me to want to write about him I’m not sure if they want to be tagged I don’t want to seem disrespectful but if they do I’ll gladly @ them!

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Dakota groaned in discomfort, "Ugh, jeez, I'm so sore, I can barely stand..." Jasmine chuckled in agreement, "Haha, I know right? I didn't expect that workout to be so intense.

“Me neither, my whole body is killing me right now…girl remind me to never come to the gym with your ass!” Dakota Murmured in a low breathing trying to regain her breath, her hands kneeled down on her knees taking each breath one at a time. Before standing tall grabbing her water to follow jasmine lead to the front desk.

“girl please all that ass you got you should want to be in shape for your old man sugar daddy.”

Dakota stopped in her tracks staring a hole into her best friend of 6 years in the head, with a mug plastered over her face she spoke again “Omg for the last time that man isn’t that old and he ain’t my sugar daddy!”

Jasmine looked back pursuing her lips together looking at her best friend like she was dumb “whatever you say ms.like em’ old.”

“But ion blame you because last time you came to me with your wig completely fucked up after seeing him, fuck he got super dick?”

Dakota chuckled at her best friends antics seemingly use to it but without jasmine in her life she wouldn’t have any entertainment without her silly jokes.

“No he just knows how to work this thang!” Dakota laughed before sticking her tongue out as the two walked up to the front desk.

While Dakota was focused on making another week ahead for the gym next week, Jasmine eyes were stuck on whoever just walked into the gym.

Jasmine Nuged Dakota shoulder before she turned around with a mug irritated already by her bothering her with Dakota already being tired and trained from an intense workout the two just had “Ain’t that your boy or should I say ol’ man.”

Dakota knitted her eyebrows together in confusion and also curiosity as she turned her body and attention to wherever jasmine focused was and there he was.

Jey Uso

In the flesh there he was looking ever so good , his presence so commanding and charismatic that she couldn't help but admire him with his twin brother Jimmy and a little behind them was their younger brother solo, walking. As they approached a group of men, it looked as if they beckoned them over with friendly gestures.

As Dakota glanced over at Joshua, she couldn't help but take notice of his impressive attire. He was sporting a pair of blue Nike shorts that hugged his body in all the right places, along with black Nike socks that were neatly tucked into his white gym shoes. On his head, he wore a fitted black bloodline hat, which was turned backwards and allowed his mullet to peek through the back. The red tips of his hair added a touch of boldness to his overall look, which suited him perfectly. As he stood there with his bare chest on display, his chiseled abs were impossible to miss. Tribal tattoos adorned his arms and chest, with two more visible on his back. All in all, Joshua's appearance was a sight to behold.

She watched as he greeted the three men before grasping both hands onto a pull up bar his palms facing away from him lifting his entire body going up and down up and down as she watched closely.

She couldn’t help but to stare at his bare back moving ever so smoothly, he hung his body up back and forth downwards she got a flashback from their last meet up two months ago which made her bite her lip titling her head slightly watching as he kept going.

Flashback

“Move yo hand this what you wanted right?” Jey responded to Dakota as she pleaded for him to slow down she tried to push him back away from her as he dicked her down so deep she could Hardly breathe.

she burried her head into the white colored sheets of the hotel room she couldn’t help but cry tears of joy but also pain as his strokes got deeper and deeper from behind “Jeyyyy…b-baby slow down…ugh.”

“Nah you talked all that shit on the phone, I wanna see you take all this dick don’t run from it.”

“Ion even know why you like to play with me princess, you know I’ll fly yo’ ass out to fuck you up.” Joshua spoke with Venom in his voice as his chest heaved up and down, chest beaming with sweat. he pushed a hand down on her neck to pin her down further her ass purked up nicely in his view.

It all started with Dakota missing him which resulted in her being a bitch towards Jey, calling him out his name as far as a “bitch” because he hadn’t been paying her no attention at all the past few weeks. She knew he had a tight schedule as a professional wrestler which has his undefined attention at all times but she also wanted his attention as well even with her just being a sugar baby known as a woman he just used for sex and entertainment when he wanted it.

Now here she was ass up face down and burried into the white sheets of his hotel room as he fucked her viciously from behind pining her down to the bed so she couldn’t run with no where to go. He wanted her to feel all of him from anger slightly misplaced with lust.

“Nah baby use this dick and fuck me back , daddy ain’t going no where.”

Dakota did as told throwing her ass back on him but with much more force while she occupied her fingers underneath her playing with herself. She felt so much pressure and pain all in one her feet became hot with them curled up as he went deeper with each stroke he took.

Taking her breath away literally.

“Mhm you taking this dick like a good girl huh?” Jey rasped slamming into her making Dakota let out a loud moan.

She could feel her body become hot as she felt a knot in her stomach indicating she was about to cum.

“shit!” She cursed under her breath, Jey thrusting into her wet gushy insides.

Joshua watched his dick slide in and out Dakota’s hole, her white creams painting his beautiful Carmel dick, his balls slapping against her clit with every hard thrust he took.

Dakota let out beautiful whimpers, her ass and titties jiggling with the rhythm of Jey’s hard strokes.

Jey grabbed Dakota’s hair, wrapping it around his fist as he thrusted into her harder.

Josh pulled on her hair, forcing her head up as she looked at herself through a the mirror which was in the corner of the room. Her make up smeared with tears , hair all over the place she knew she would need a redo on her hair when she got back home to Atlanta. Her mouth agape as she let out loud moans which couldn’t be heard outside of the hotel room from how thick and sound proof the walls were.

“Uh huh, daddy deep in his pussy ain’t he?” he questioned panting, his tattooed chest heaving up and down.

when Dakota didn’t answer Jey yanked her hair making Dakota let out a loud moan.

“shit! Y-yes daddy it’s fucking deep!” she cried out as tears cascaded her pretty Carmel cheeks.

Jey smiled deviously at her through the mirror, sliver jeweled grills peaking through. feeling her walls clench around him he groaned. he sent a hard snack to Dakota’s ass, “you throwing that ass back like a big girl , baby? You gon’ keep taking this dick like one too.”

Dakota did as told, her taking control again as she bounced back and forth on his length, Joshua bit his lip watching his dick disappear into her whole every time.

The one thing he missed the most was her ass jiggling from behind as he buried his dick deep inside her, her smooth toned back arched ever so slight but at the moment her chest laid flat on the bed while he continued his torture.

“fuck!” Dakota moaned with her face planted in the bed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she continued rocking her body.

“Un huh, Baby take this dick.”

“you gotta cum, ma?” Jey questioned, grunting afterwards.

“yes!” Dakota whined reaching her hand underneath her and rubbing at her clit once more, her legs trembling outrageously.

Jey bit his lip harshly, blood drawing as he groaned at the metallic taste.

“gon head Dakota .” He rasped, on cue Dakota and Joshua reached their limits. Her white creams painted all over his dick, her juices squirted out of her and onto Jey’s lower stomach.

Flashback over

“Dakota!” Jasmine's voice echoed through Dakota’s empty ears as she called out to her best friend Dakota, who seemed lost in thought. "Dakota! Dakota, Dakota?!!" she repeated, her tone growing more urgent and annoyed with each call. She wondered what could be occupying Dakota's mind so much that she didn't even hear her friend's voice.

Then it hit her. Jey he was who had her so snapped out of it she watched her best friend bite her lip in daze a, watching him do repeated pull ups.

Finally After staring into the distance for a while, Dakota was brought back to reality when she heard someone calling her name. With a confused look on her face, she looked up and stuttered, "H-huh, what did you say, Jas?"

“I said there go ya’ boy and there he is right now making his way over.” Jasmine said as he indeed was making his way over to them while Dakota mouth hung low she tried her to best to maintain herself. She often felt nervous around Josh and she herself didn’t know why because she wasn’t a shy woman but with him? He had her shy like a school girl.

“Wassup jasmine.” Jey greeted Jasmine with a friendly head nod and a warm smile, before turning his attention to Dakota. With a mischievous grin and a wink “and hey pretty mama.”

With a mischievous grin, he knew exactly what to say to make her radiant smile light up the room. As he gazed at her, he couldn't help but notice the intricate details of her gym outfit, appreciating the way it hugged her curves and highlighted her strong physique.

She wore Black gymshark vital seamless neck sports bra with vital seamless black shorts that hugged her body waist down ever so gently which showed her ass out more flaw. Her breast glazed with sweat as it stucked together almost peeling out of the sports bra her nipples hard as ever from how cold the gym was. Accompanied with white socks and grey gym shoes.

She looked damn good.

“Hey Josh.” She smiled dimples ever so deep into her skin that her pearly white teeth showed all of her teeth from how big she smiled. Gushing with butterflies in her stomach if she was any lighter you could see how red her face was from blushing.

“Hey Josh.” Jasmine mumbled mimicking her with an eye roll immensely laughing at how shy her best friend was. In 27 years of knowing her she never saw her best friend so shy she was always a Fierce Woman, very outspoken. So to see her like this so gushed over this man was surprising and undoubtedly hilarious.

“Shut up.” Dakota mumbled gritting through her teeth while she tried to keep a smile on her face.

To break the awkward silence Josh spoke “Uhh so you leaving?”

“Oh yeah me and jasmine are finished for the day and go grab some food then head home and shower. I see you’re with your brother.”

“Yeah he wanted to come to the gym before the big night Monday.”

“Well it was nice seeing yo— nah we ain’t gon end it like that ma gimme me a hug uce.” Josh insisted opening his arms for a hug she embraced him her hands rubbing against his bare back.

His entire body felt so soft and warm along with his significant cologne he always wore that drove her crazy with how good he smelled.

Josh hands snaked down to her ass grabbing it gently with a soft smack before leaving a wet kiss on her neck before whispering. “You might wanna cover that up uce.” He chuckled at her eyes bucking at the embarrassment she felt when she realized he was referring to the hickey on her neck that her gave her last month.

Gasping she quickly covered it with her hand before grabbing Jasmines hand leading her out the door “Bye Josh!”

“Girllll that man got you whipped huh!” Jasmine joked laughing at how school girl he had Dakota before unlocking the doors to her Mercedes Benz truck both hopping in.

“Whatever.”

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“Bye Josh.” Dakota chuckled at a TikTok he sent her via message, before hearting it smiling ear from ear. It was a TikTok of a man buying his girlfriend chicken wings when she asked for wings as in pads for her menstrual cycle but he got her wingstop with jey replying with a “Gon be me when you come back over my house, yeet!”

“Oh you in love.” Jasmine affirmed looking at her best friend blush at her phone something she did their whole lunch.

“I am not!”

“Is too!”

Dakota fixed her posture in her seat now facing jasmine directly placing her phone face down on the table giving her undefined attention “and what makes you possible think that?”

“Hmm well for starters the man bough you a mirror vanity with a Chanel purse and a basket of fruit all because you said you wanted to show yourself this year and do beauty content for social media.”

“Then he buys you roses every month even if he misses a few days he buys dozens for each day he missed along with a stack of money, he as well spoils you with gifts, paid for you to go to talum for your birthday, bought you a ring and also rented out a mall for the both of you so you could shop dedicating the whole day to you with a massage, paid for your hair , nails, AND makes sure you eat paying for every meal plus he took you on how many dates?”

“Shall I go on?”

Dakota sat there taking in everything her best friend was saying with nothing to deflect with, she was right Joshua did all those things without her having to asking for anything he just did it because whatever he saw that he thought would look good on her or what made her smile the biggest he got it.

“Then you cook for him everytime he’s in town for his Monday night raw and smack down shows in Atl kota.” Jasmine stated pursing her lips together while she waited for a response. Dakota sat there with a dumbfounded expression.

Thats when realization sat in she realized she was in love, he did so many things for her that she never had done before not even in past relationship. He was there for her in so many ways than just sex, he was there emotionally, physically , and mentally. He cared deeply for Dakota as much as she cared for him. They’ve Had deep conversations about life and marriage something neither ever done with anyone they connected on a deeper level than Just sex he was there for her when she lost her mother a few months back and ever since then he never left her side he was always there.

Despite his best efforts to hide it, Joshua was undeniably smitten with Dakota. Though he was a more mature and experienced man, he couldn't help but pour his heart out to her, showering her with a level of affection she had never before experienced in her life. His love for her was pure and genuine, and she could sense it in every little thing he did.

Despite her best efforts to be difficult and toxic, he always handled her with care and honesty. He was the type of man who never played games, especially when it came to business. He led with authority, yet he had a soft and gentle side. He was dominant without being aggressive but real smooth but you knew he ran shit. His charismatic and funny personality, his loving nature, and his hardworking aura made her focus on him completely. Whenever she was around him, she felt safe and comfortable, knowing that he would always be there to protect and support her.

In past relationships Dakota had never felt safe nor comfortable with men but with Josh it all felt so natural.

The two meet at a bar in Pensacola , Florida where Dakota was in town visiting a client of hers for styling. She was a celebrity stylist, she loved fashion and always dreamed of being a fashion designer or stylist. While she sat at the bar alone josh couldn’t help but stare at the young women, her soft brown legs shined with baby oil along with a black dress that hugged her body so tightly and well , a face a man would die for but he thought her face was better to nut on in his dirty mind.

He walked up to her with a few smooth and flirtatious words which pulled her in instantly jey was always smooth with the ladies. A ladies man of course. With that he prospered to her a deal that he spoiled her of course as well as have sex with her but no string attached as well kinda friends with benefits or a sugar daddy which he wouldn’t call it more so tricking with sex alongside.

Jey was 32 years old and Dakota was four years younger than him at 27. Despite the age difference, the two were still deeply attracted to each other. However, when Dakota was first presented with the proposal that she didn't quite understand or want to accept, she hesitated. The idea of doing something like that was foreign to her, but a little voice in her head, which she recognized as Jasmine's, urged her to "get that money, bitch!" Despite already having her own source of income, Dakota eventually agreed to the proposal.

Starting from the summer of July 2022, the two individuals became inseparable. Their bond grew stronger as they spent time together, and before they knew it, January 2023 had arrived, marking the beginning of a new year that they brought in together. Despite the initial plan to spend only three months together, Josh kept extending their time together, much to the surprise of his companion. She found it odd that he was reluctant to part ways and kept prolonging their time together, but she couldn't help but wonder why.

Was he also in love?

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All I really want to say my darling

Today is a special day we call our own

So take me in your arms and hold me

And tell me you love me

And I'll be there for you

The soft lyrics of Tony! Toni! Tone! Played throughout Dakotas high rise apartment while she finished up on the last touch’s of the cornbread. Dakota was cooking baked macaroni, yams, collard greens, fire chicken with a side of duffeled eggs.

A loud thud on the counter went off as her phone ding with a text message from Jey.

iMessage

Yeet master jey!❤️

I’m here come open the door lady uce!

After meticulously washing her hands, she swiftly dried them off to ensure there were no traces of germs left on her skin. As she reached the door, she saw Josh standing outside, holding a beautiful bouquet of roses in his left hand. A wide smile appeared on her face as she approached him, and he opened his arms, inviting her in for a warm embrace. "Jey, I missed you!" she exclaimed before jumping into his arms. He caught her effortlessly with just one arm, and the two of them burst into uncontrollable laughter, filled with joy and happiness as they held each other tightly.

“I missed you too ko.” Dakota heart warmed at the small nickname he gave her.

“Aww are these for me?” She smiled widely taking the rose from jey she walked towards the kitchen sitting them on the counter. “Of course gotta get my princess something.”

Cheesing to herself she inquired him with a question “Mmhm when were you going to tell me you was in town?”

“Well I was tryna surprise you but I saw you all at the gym looking gorgeous.” He stated wrapping his arms around Dakota from behind he moved her hair out her face leaving a few wet on her neck she responded with a low moan.

“Unt unt let me finish cooking Josh.” She chuckled at his antics of trying to seduce her but she had other plans in mind.

Stepping back with his hands in surrender he spoke “alright alright but how you been? You’ve been eating?” He caressed her cheek staring into her brown hazel nut eyes. “Yes jey I have.”

“You better.” He pecked her lips a few times before moving back looking over her admiring her body.

Dakota has fell into small depression she thought maybe she was too big and wanted to be slimmer so she stopped eating to lose weight and also in the gym but Jey put a stop to that immediately because she was perfect the way she was and she wouldn’t want her any other way.

“I missed you.” Jey spoke with their soft eyes looking directly At Dakota.

“I missed you more.” She responded softly turning her body to face him.

“Missed you so much girl.” He embraced her into a hug, hugging tight as he wrapped his legs around her like spider man hanging his feet in the cabinet while she laughed at his goofy self “It’s all you girl!”

“All you girl!”

“Omg Joshua what is wrong with you.” Dakota laughed once more her stomach hurting from much she laughed her cheeks sore a bit from how hard she smiled. She was in love.

Letting her go he left a few kisses all over her face till she laughed Again before asking her something “So umm…I got a show tomorrow and I want you come.” He asked shyly as if it was the first time he ever took her one of his shows to watch him to wrestle.

“Of course! I’d love to watch you beat some ass.” She smiled punching at his chest playfully.

“Good cause Jimmy been asking about you “where koko?”josh mimicked his twin brother Jonathan earring a small laugh from Dakota.

“Aww my good ol’ friend can’t wait to see him tomorrow.”

“Plus tomorrow is raw XXX tomorrow you know it’s gon be lit.” Smiles thinking about what was in store tomorrow for the fans which included the bloodline with Sami Zayn.

“Oh tell your little girlfriend stop messaging me I’ll hate to beat a bitch.” Dakota scolded Josh rolling her eyes.

Who?

“You know who”

As jey stood there in thought as if he was dumb he then realized who she was talking about “oh Chanel?” He said still acting clueless.

“Who the fuck else Joshua!” She raised her voice slightly removing his arms from around her.

Chanel was an old mistress of Jeys and he broke things off with her two months in but she couldn’t take him leaving her due to the contract ending so she stalked him and was a bitch to every new woman he used for sex and entertainment which was Dakota. It all started in September when Josh and Dakota where out at a restaurant having a few drinks and dinner when Chanel popped up on the two “Oh so this why you’ve been ignoring for this new bitch?!” Channel shouted in the restaurant cashing a scene.

Which escalated in her and Dakota having a back and forth because in all Dakota wasn’t fighting over no man especially not jey no matter how charming he was she wasn’t but the disrespect she took from Chanel wasn’t going to keep happening.

“Look I told you she ain’t my girl and plus ima handle it.” Jey reassured Dakota waving her off.

“You better because I’ll hate to gut a bitch eyes out. Keep fucking with m— What I say?” He cut her off glaring at her with dominance.

“Okay I heard you.” She pouted “but you better handle it cause I don’t have time.” She sighed wrapping her arms around her chest.

Pulling her into an embrace he wrapped his arms around her body rubbing up and down her sides soft and smoothly. “I said I got Dakota don’t worry okay?”

“Okay.”

For a while there was some silence the only thing that could be heard was the music being played from her speaker that was a till she broke the silence with a question “can I ask you something?”

“Yeah , go ahead.”

Dakota started to think back on what Jasmine said was she in love with Josh? Was he in love with her? The question lingered in her mind so much she needed to to know. Even with them not supposed to falling eachother because of the agreement of no strings attached she couldn’t help but fall for him.

“Do your ever….think maybe we could be a couple?” She questioned with pleading eyes but also wanting honesty with anything he threw at her.

Jey thought long and hard for a min before giving her an answer “Honestly no, I mean you’re a gorgeous and talented woman but Dakota we both know this isn’t what we agreed to no strings attached and after a divorce I went through a year ago I ain’t ready for another relationship.”

“You’re just another one of my clients.”

Everything hit her deep in the heart like someone stabbed after hearing those words everything shattered for her. What was she thinking? She didn’t know she even thought he would ever slow down things for her just because he had sex with her but she had hoped

Maybe she wasn’t in love.

To be continued.

I hope you all enjoyed this! More to come let me know if you want chapter two of this series? Also leave comments.

Opinions on jey, Dakota, jasmine , or even Chanel?

How we thinking about the relationship of Jey and Dakota will they fall for each other in the long run?

Lmk and again thank you for reading I hope you all enjoyed! Excuse any mistakes please till next!🎀

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My heart belongs to u - RR

Higher ground by Stevie wonder was playing loudly in Joe’s limo as him and his mom were on their way to a hall for her surprise birthday party. His mom Patricia currently thought her and her son were just going for a nice dinner. Little did she know.

Arriving he got out the car before going to his moms side Helping her out, leading her to the building.

Making his mother walk first she was about to question why it was so dark but was startled when the lights turned on. "Supriseeeee!" Her eyes watered seeing all her loved ones.

"I knew you had something planned you sneaky bastard, you were acting so weird" she said smacking her sons arm before pulling him into a hug. "You know i suck at keeping secrets. Happy birthday mom I love you" giving her a kiss on the cheek he let her go so she could greet everyone else.

It’s been 40 minutes into the party and Joe was laughing it up with Josh , Jon and Trinity. "Hey Uce I was gonna ask did you invite sis?" Jon asked making it go kinda quiet between the four of them. "Uh yeah I sent her an invite but she never got back to me back or anything. So I don’t think she’s coming" he drank all the whiskey in his cup not caring that his throat burned.

"I’m gonna go grab another drink, I’ll be back" he announced walking away as it was still kinda awkward. "Jon what the heck. Why did u ask that look now he’s upset" Trinity said smacking Jon slightly as he took a sip of his drink giving his wife a side eye.

Joe sat at the bar staring at his phone. He was reading their old messages. God did he miss her. If maybe he just tried harder to fight for her. Make more time for her. They would be married by now. but no now he was here thinking about the day his fiancé left him.

"Morning boo boo" Destiny said playfully walking to Joe who was in their kitchen drinking coffee. "Morning baby I made your coffee" leaning down he kissed her before pulling away.

She jumped up sitting on the counter before grabbing her coffee, Joe quickly going to stand in between her legs making her giggle.

"You ready for today" she smiled up at him as he held a confused face "What’s today?" Her smile quickly turned into a frown "we’re going cake testing…for our wedding cake" Destiny spoke with a "duh tone"

Joe drank the last bit of his coffee, putting it in the sink "Oh right I completely forgot. Yeah today won’t work out we’re gonna have to reschedule"

"The fuck you mean reschedule. I’m not rescheduling a cake testing for the fourth time Joe" jumping off the counter she dumped the rest of her coffee, not wanting to drink it anymore.

"Well your gonna have to cause I can’t even go" crossing his arms he leaned his back against the counter staring at his fiancé"

She shook her head in disbelief chuckling under her breath "Seems like you can’t go to anything, unless it involves your fucking work"

"Excuse me?"

"Oh you heard me nigga. Excuse me my ass" walking upstairs Joe followed her. "No I wanna know what you mean by that. Destiny your being so fucking dramatic right now"

Halting she turned around "Joe you haven’t been involved of any of the wedding planning. I’ve done everything so far. Everytime we have to go see our wedding planner I always end up going alone. It’s not my wedding Joe. It’s our wedding. Picking out the floweres, the venue, the setting gosh everything! I did alone. So I’m sorry if I’m being dramatic cause I want my fucking soon to be husband there for at least one thing"

"Okay okay I’ll be there baby just calm down. Okay" pecking her lips her wrapped his arms around her making her lean into his chest, his chin resting on top of her head.

"Okay I do quickly have to meet up with hunter. But I promise you it’ll be quick just send me the address and I’ll be there" pecking her lips again making her pout.

"You promise?" Nodding his head he gave her another kiss before leaving.

Joe was 1 hour into the meeting and there was still so much to go over. He cringed as he typed up a message to send to Destiny telling her he couldn’t make it to the cake testing.

It’s been 4 hours since he texted Des that he couldn’t make it but she never called or texted back. He tried calling her when he was driving home but she never answered so he decided to wait till he got to their house.

Opening the front door he noticed all the lights were off and the eerie silence. Usually Destiny’s music was playing or something but nothing, just silence. "Destiny. Baby where are you?" Going past the kitchen he noticed her ring there along with a note.

"No No no no no, please tell me I’m fucking dreaming . Please god" his eyes burned with tears as he slowly picked up the note.

Dear Joe,

I tried I really did, but you didn’t at that was the problem. I want to be with you, I want to marry you, I want to have children with you, but how can we do that when your always leaving me in the dust? How are you ready for marriage when you can barley be a fiancé? I’ve known you for 15 years, dated you for 10 and been your fiancé for 2. I guess that’s ending now. I love you Joe always have and always will and I wish things would have gone differently

- love Destiny

He didn’t even realize that he was crying until a few tears hit the paper. Quickly digging into his phone he called her number but it went straight into voicemail.

Joe snapped into reality when he felt someone shaking his shoulder. Looking up he saw his cousin Dwayne who gave him a sad smile before sitting next to him.

"Hey man you okay?" Nodding his head Joe took another sip of his drink. "I don’t know man… I ju- I just miss her I wish she was here right now. She should be here right now. Her and my mom were so close too" Sighing he took another gulp of his drink.

Dwayne opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by hearing Patricia screaming joyfully. Both men looked over seeing her run over to Destiny who just walked in holding a gift bag with a big smile on her face as she hugged Joe’s mom.

He quickly stood up as his body was in shock. Destiny was here right now In the same room as him. After not seeing her for 2 months. She looked good a little too good. "Gah Damn" looking to his left he saw Dwayne staring at her biting his lip.

I mean he couldn’t blame him Destiny looked gorgeous he loved the blonde hair on her. "Aye you need to chill out biting your damn lip so hard it’s about to bleed.

Dwayne released his lip before looking at his cousin. "Hey my bad man, but you deny that your fian- I mean ex fiancé looks damn good" turning his head back to him Joe glared at Dwayne.

"You know I think ima ju-"

"Yeah go. Please go"

Dwayne left as joes focus went back to Destiny who was now talking to Trinity, Josh and Jon. Needing the liquid courage Joe tossed back the rest of his drink before walking over to them.

Destiny’s smile slowly faded when she saw him walk towards them as everyone else at the table went quiet just looking between the two. The tension was so thick you could’ve cut it with a knife.

The two were just staring at each other before Des smiled at him speaking up. "Heyyy Joe, how are you buddy!?" Everyone around the table visibly cringed including herself.

Joe put on the same smile matching her energy "I’m doing greatttt how are you, sister!?" His smiled quickly faded as his face went blank again. Josh let out a small laugh making everyone look at him as he tried to cover it with a cough.

"Don’t be like that Joe" Destiny said drinking some of her wine. "Be like what? It’s not like I’m seeing my fiancé for the first time in 2 months after she left me right?"

"Ex fiancé" she corrected making his jaw tick. No way she really just did that he thought. "That’s how you really gonna act. After seeing me for the first time in 2 months, your gonna act all nonchalant Des. Really?"

Destiny gulped seeing his eyes full with hurt. She was also hurt, but she tried to cover it up the best she could. "What do you want me to say Joe?"

"I want you to talk to me on why you just left m-" he was cut off by the DJ before he could finish what he was saying making him groan in annoyance.

"Can everyone please make their way to the main floor so we can sing mama here a happy birthdayyyyy"

Destiny quickly walked away as Joe slowly walked his way to the floor. "Hey man it’s okay you guys need to go talk alone after" Josh said squeezing his cousins shoulder.

"She can barley look at me. I understand she’s upset but I feel like we need to have a real conversation"

"And y’all will"

Everyone gathered around Patrica and sang happy birthday before she blew out the candles as sounds of claps and cheers filled the air.

Destiny threw her head back laughing dancing a little as Trinity and Savelina (Aka Nia Jax) were having a dance off, Temperature by Sean Paul blaring through the speakers.

A few songs later a familiar beat hit Destiny’s ears as she immediately recognized the beat of her and Joe's favourite song My heart belongs to U by Jodeci.

She felt a hand at the small of her back, turning around she saw him standing there with him palm out requesting a dance. "Can i please have a dance with you"

Destiny was gonna say no but was to weak to as she was feeling too many emotions hit her. Putting her hand in Joe's as he led her to the middle of the dance floor where some other couples were dancing.

He wrapped his arms around her waist as she did the same wrapping hers around his broad shoulders as. Destiny looked up seeing Joe‘s eyes already on her as they swayed back n forth to the music.

You can have my love

You're the girl of my life

Am I all you're dreamin' of

Yes, you're my desire

They continued looking into each other’s the lyrics of the song hitting them harder than ever as all of their memories together were rushing through their heads.

Their conversations before bed, them cooking together, the family cookouts, the sex. Their Love. Just everything was hitting them.

Whatever you want

Whatever you need

My heart belongs to you

Feeling overwhelmed she stepped back before walking away ignoring Joe calling her name as she wiped her tears. "Destiny"

She continued walking seeing a door that led to a balcony. Opening it she stepped out letting the cool air slap her in the face.

Putting her hands on the railing she looked into the view as she heard the door open and shut behind here. "Destiny" his deep stern voice hit hear ears making her turn around.

"Please baby just let me talk you don’t have to say anything. Just listen" walking up to her he grabbed her hands placing a kiss on them as her lip quivered, eyes burning from the tears she was holding.

"I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry, I should’ve put more focus into our relationship, I let work take all my time that I pushed back all of our own personal time to the side, and I’m sorry for that. I understand now how my choices affected you and our wedding plans. I was so focused on my work that I neglected the most important part of my life—you. I took for granted the love we shared and the commitment we made to one another. I can’t express enough how sorry I am for not putting you first. Destiny, I want you to know that I still love you deeply. Every day without you has felt incomplete, and I’ve come to understand just how lost I am without you by my side. I want to make things right. I want to show you that I can be the partner you deserve, one who prioritizes our love over anything else. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me and allow me to take this chance to win you back. You mean everything to me, and I would do anything to have you in my life again. I love you so much baby and my heart always has and always will belong to you.

Destiny let out the sob that was trapped in her throat taking in everything that he just said. She took a deep breath, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Joe, I appreciate your apology and I know it took a lot to admit where you were wrong, and I can see you truly mean it and care." She paused for a moment thinking about how she felt for those two months without him. "I miss you so so much and my love for you never left. I know work can take over sometimes, and I understand we all make mistakes. I forgive you and I want to give us another chance.

Nodding his head he smiled at her he put his hands on her hips pulling her into him. "I promise to do better" leaning his forehead against hers.

"I love you Destiny" he whispered. A smile broke across her face "I love you too, Joseph"

Closing the distance between them their lips met in a passionate kiss. The kiss was filled with love, forgiveness and hope.

Pulling apart they both had big smiles on their faces making them both let out a laugh. "Oh before I forget" digging in his pocket he pulled out Destiny’s engagement ring slipping it on her finger.

"Why is it in your pocket? He lightly scratched the back of his head slightly embarrassed. "I took your ring with me everywhere cause it brought me some kind of comfort"

"Awww baby you missed me that much" she teased pecking his lips as he tried to hold back his smile. "Yeah yeah whatever, let’s go back inside" he spoke giving her another long kiss.

That was a little different from how I usually write so I hope you still enjoy it. Sorry if there is any errors

Should I do a part two with smut i lowkey think they need some nasty makeup sex ngl.

Let me know

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reigns-devotee · 1 month ago

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Paring: Jey Uso x Fem!reader

Warnings: language, p in v, body fluids, smut smut and more smut, MINORS DNI

Summary: You hate him, but he hates you more, yet you're forced to share a hotel room together. Initially exchanging sharp words, you challenge one another, with each refusing to back down.

Word Count: 3,774

There was absolutely nothing in this world you hated more than Jey Uso. The man was cocky, full of himself, and always had an attitude that rubbed you the wrong way. His mere presence made your blood boil. The way he snarled his complaints didn’t help either.

“You got life fucked up if you think I’m finna stay in here wit’ her ass,” Jey growled, shooting a sharp glare in your direction before turning to Roman.

Roman, ever the Tribal Chief, placed a steadying hand on Jey’s shoulder, his voice calm but firm. “Jimmy’s with Naomi, Solo’s with me. So, I don’t know what to tell you, uce.” Roman shrugged slightly, his tone leaving no room for debate.

Jey smacked his teeth in frustration, turning his attention back to Roman with a pleading look. “MMCHT, man, uce, just lemme stay wit’ y’all,” he begged, his frustration bubbling to the surface.

Roman let out a slow, controlled breath and ran a hand through his hair, clearly at the end of his patience. “Ain’t no room for all three of us. Now, you gon’ stay here like I said. Fall in line.” His voice sharpened with authority, a clear demand that brooked no argument.

You stood there quietly, arms crossed over your chest, knowing better than to defy Roman. The air felt heavy as he gave Jey a final pointed look before turning on his heel and leaving the room.

The second the door clicked shut, you turned your full attention to Jey, your patience evaporating. With a sharp point of your finger, you jabbed the air toward him. “You’re sleeping on the fucking floor,” you hissed, walking past him to the bed as you kicked off your shoes.

Jey scoffed at your command, folding his arms over his chest. “Got me fucked up,” he muttered under his breath.

That was it. You wheeled around, stepping closer to him as your finger shot out again, this time nearly poking his chest. “Jey, I will fuck you up. Don’t test me,” you warned, your tone deadly serious.

Instead of backing down, Jey chuckled, his amusement infuriating. “Whatchu gonna do? Smack me?” he taunted, leaning forward slightly as if daring you to make good on your threat.

Your eyes rolled so hard they could’ve left your head. “What the fuck is your problem with me anyway?” you snapped, your voice dripping with sass.

Jey squinted at you, his lips curling into a half-snarl. “Ion trust no girl like you in this bloodline,” he admitted, his arms crossing tighter over his chest.

That made you laugh—loud, sharp, and bitter. “A girl like me? Ha! I can’t trust a mothafucka like you!” you shot back, yanking off your jacket and tossing it aside.

Jey’s eyes never left you as he followed suit, shrugging off his own jacket and kicking off his shoes. The distance between you shrank as he stepped closer, his energy bold and unyielding.

You didn’t back down, not an inch. If Jey wanted to play this game, you were more than ready. Your eyes narrowed as the tension between you thickened, the air practically buzzing with your mutual irritation.

“Say what’s really on your chest, Jey,” you challenged, voice low but cutting. “You got somethin’ to say? Say it.”

He stepped closer, just enough to invade your space, his presence towering but not intimidating. “A’ight, I’ll say it,” he bit out, his eyes locking onto yours with a fire that mirrored your own. “You walk around here actin’ like you better than everybody. Like you don’t need nobody. That shit don’t sit right wit’ me.”

Your jaw tightened at his accusation, and a bitter laugh escaped your lips. “Acting better? Me?” you repeated, incredulous. “You got me twisted. If anybody around here’s actin’ like they too good for the rest of us, it’s you, Jey. Always got your nose in the air like your shit don’t stink.”

He leaned in closer, his voice dropping an octave. “Ion know what your problem is, but I been watchin’ you, and I know you ain’t as tough as you act,” he said, his tone challenging. “You just puttin’ on a show, tryna hide somethin’.”

That hit a nerve, and you refused to let him see it. Instead, you stepped forward, your chest almost brushing his as you squared up. “And what makes you think you know me, huh?” you shot back, your voice razor-sharp. “You don’t know a damn thing about me, Jey.”

“Oh, I know enough,” he countered, his lips curling into a smirk that made your blood boil. “Like how you quick to pop off, but you ain’t really ‘bout it.”

“Try me,” you hissed, your eyes daring him to keep pushing.

For a moment, silence filled the space between you. The tension crackled like a live wire, both of you stubborn, neither willing to back down.

Then, Jey’s smirk widened, his grillz glistening, and he tilted his head slightly. “You cute when you mad, you know that?” he teased, his tone mocking but with an edge that made your heart skip for half a second before anger flushed through you again.

“Fuck you, Jey,” you spat, shoving his chest with both hands. It didn’t do much, but it got your point across.

“Careful,” he warned, his voice low and dangerous now. “You don’t wanna start somethin’ you can’t finish.”

You glared up at him, refusing to let him have the last word. “I finish what I start,” you shot back, voice steady, even if your heart was pounding.

Jey’s chuckle deepened, a sound that sent your irritation skyrocketing. “See, that’s your problem right there,” he said, leaning casually against the edge of the dresser, his cocky grin firmly in place. “You always gotta have the last word.”

Your hands balled into fists at your sides, the urge to throw something at him almost overwhelming. “And your problem is you never know when to shut up,” you snapped back, turning toward the bed.

“I’ll shut up when you stop actin’ like you run this shit,” Jey fired back, his tone sharper now. “But nah, you ain’t about to boss me around like I’m one of yo’ lil hoes.”

You whirled around, pointing a finger at him again. “Nobody’s tryin’ to boss you around, Jey,” you hissed. “I’m just telling you how it’s gonna be. You don’t like it? Tough.”

“Oh, it’s tough now?” he taunted, stepping forward again. “You real bold, talkin’ all that big shit.”

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as your anger threatened to boil over. “Maybe I am bold,” you shot back, stepping closer, refusing to be the one to back down. “But at least I’m not a bastard, hiding behind all this fake-ass tough shit.”

Jey’s smirk faltered for a fraction of a second, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “Watch yo mouth,” he warned, his voice low and steady.

“Or what?” you challenged, your voice rising slightly. “You gonna hit me? Push me? You think I’m scared of you?”

He didn’t answer immediately, just stared at you like he was trying to figure you out.

Jey’s silence was maddening, his intense stare burning into you as if daring you to keep going. You weren’t about to stop now, not when the tension between you felt like it was about to explode.

“What’s wrong, Jey?” you sneered, your tone dripping with mockery. His jaw tightened, but he didn’t speak, which only spurred you on further.

“Oh, I get it,” you continued, stepping even closer until there was barely a breath of space between you. “You’re all bark and no bite. Big bad Jey Uso can’t handle a little heat.”

His nostrils flared, and his hands clenched into fists at his sides, but still, he said nothing.

You smirked, feeling a surge of power. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” you said, poking a finger into his chest. “Nothing but a—”

Before you could finish your sentence, his hand shot out and grabbed your wrist, holding it firmly. His grip wasn’t painful, but it was strong enough to make your breath hitch.

“You done?” he asked, his voice dangerously low.

You yanked your wrist free, refusing to back down. “Not even close,” you snapped. “Whatchu gonna do about it, huh? Just stand there like the big bastard you are?”

His eyes darkened, and his expression hardened. “Keep talkin’,” he warned, his voice like a growl.

You let out a bitter laugh, tilting your head defiantly. “Or what? You gonna keep pretending to be scary? Newsflash, Jey, you don’t intimidate me.”

The next moment happened so fast you barely had time to register it. Your hand flew out instinctively, and the sound of your palm meeting his cheek echoed in the room.

The slap wasn’t hard enough to hurt, but it was enough to snap whatever control he had left.

Jey’s head snapped to the side, and when he turned back to you, his eyes were blazing. Before you could react, his hand shot out, wrapping around your throat—not tight enough to hurt but enough to make you gasp.

You barely had time to process the shock before his lips crashed into yours, rough and demanding. The sheer intensity of it sent a jolt through your entire body, and for a moment, you froze. Then, as if a dam had burst, you kissed him back just as fiercely, your hands grabbing at his shoulders to pull him closer.

Clothes became an afterthought as his hands yanked at your shirt, your fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. The tension that had been simmering between you for so long exploded into a fiery urgency that neither of you could contain.

“Jey,” you gasped against his lips, barely able to catch your breath as his mouth moved to your neck.

“Shut up,” he growled, his voice thick with desire, before pulling you back into another searing kiss.

“Fucking hate you,” you spat, your voice hoarse but sharp.

Jey pulled back just enough to look at you, that damn grin still plastered on his face. It was maddening. “Hate yo’ ass more,” he shot back, his eyes glinting with mischief and something darker—something raw.

Before you could react, his hands were on you again, rough but not unkind, pulling you closer until your bodies collided with the bed. His weight pinned you down, but you didn’t fight it. You didn’t want to. The energy between you was like fire, licking at your skin, making it impossible to do anything but give in.

You kissed him again, deeper this time, the passion growing with every passing second, until everything but the two of you faded away. The world outside the room might as well not have existed.

“Damn, you really got issues, huh?” he muttered against your lips, his voice low and gruff, like the sound of thunder before a storm.

You scoffed, your hands sliding down his chest, the heat between you both suffocating. “Maybe I do, but you’re not any better, Jey.”

His hands slid lower, cupping your ass and grinding his body against yours, making your pulse race. “I know,” he replied, his lips brushing over your jaw as he spoke. “But that’s what makes it fun.”

You rolled your eyes, still irritated by how easy it was for him to shift between antagonizing you and turning you on with a single move. “You’re insane,” you muttered, but the words didn’t have the same bite anymore. There was too much heat building between you both to hold onto the anger.

“I know,” he repeated, voice now hoarse, as his lips finally found their way back to yours, kissing you like it was the only thing that mattered. His hands were everywhere—grabbing, pulling, exploring, as if trying to strip away every layer of distance between you two.

You responded in kind, your nails raking down his back as your breath hitched, your chest pressing up against his. The tension that had built up over the last few moments felt like it might shatter you both.

“Still think you hate me?” he teased, his grin barely visible against your lips.

You could barely catch your breath, your voice trembling as you spoke. “I do,” you gasped, your hips rolling against his, making him grunt. “But it’s a hell of a lot harder to hate you when you’re making me feel this shit.”

His grin deepened at your admission, but he didn’t stop. His hands worked quickly to shed both of your clothes, the fabric tangling on the floor around you, leaving only skin and the rush of heated breaths between you.

His lips trailed down your body, worshiping every inch of you as you arched into him, a low moan escaping your lips. “Fuck,” he cursed under his breath, the sound low and guttural, sending a shock of anticipation straight through you.

“You better not be thinking of leaving any marks,” you warned, the words coming out sharper than you intended.

“Oh, I’m not gonna leave a mark,” he muttered with a grin, his voice dripping with sarcasm as his hands slid over your body once more. “I’m gonna leave you fucked up.”

You couldn’t help but smirk back, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you pulled him down for another kiss. “Try me,” you challenged, your heart pounding in your chest as his hands worked their magic on you.

He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear, his voice a growl that sent shivers down your spine. “You know you want this shit,” he murmured, the words laced with both challenge and desire. His lips brushed against the sensitive skin of your neck, sending a surge of heat coursing through you.

You let out a soft laugh, your lips curling into a grin as you looked up at him, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You probably want this shit more than me,” you teased, your voice dripping with playful defiance.

There was no amusement in his expression now—just raw hunger, pure and undeniable. Without breaking eye contact, his hips shifted, and he thrust into you, the movement brutal and unapologetic. You gasped, your breath hitching as the intensity of the moment hit you all at once.

He didn't say anything right away, but the way his gaze locked onto yours was enough. It was almost like he was daring you to keep teasing him, daring you to say something else, to push him further. His thrusts came faster now, deeper, harder, his hands gripping your sides as he drove into you with an intensity that made your body tremble.

You tried to fight back the need that surged within you, tried to maintain the sharp edge of your teasing, but it was getting harder with every relentless movement, every growl that vibrated from his chest. "this what you wanted?" he bit out, voice hoarse with the effort to control himself.

You swallowed hard, the words on the tip of your tongue but your breath coming out in a shaky laugh. "I don't know," you said, barely above a whisper, the teasing in your voice almost drowned out by the desperation building between you. "Maybe you the one who needs this more than I do."

Jey’s eyes flashed with something dangerous—something raw—as his grip tightened on your hips. His thrusts came harder, forcing you to gasp out his name. "Don’t act like you don’t need it too," he muttered between gritted teeth, his voice thick with the desire that both of you had been ignoring for far too long.

Your hands slid over his back, nails digging into the muscles of his shoulders as you arched into him, feeling the burn of every movement. “Keep going,” you breathed, your voice low and almost begging, though you refused to admit it. “Fuck, i need it.”

He grinned, that cocky, maddening grin you loved and hated all at once. “I know,” he replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he thrust into you once more, his body moving with a brutal rhythm.

Everything around you faded. There was no teasing anymore. No anger. No games. Just the heat, the intensity, and the way he moved against you, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge. It was a rush, a storm that neither of you could stop now.

As your breaths quickened, as the pressure built in your body, the only thing that mattered was the overwhelming need to feel him, to surrender to the madness between you both. His pace quickened, his lips finding yours again in a kiss that was desperate, hungry, as if neither of you could get enough.

You finished, the intensity of the moment crashing over you like a wave, your body still shuddering as you caught your breath. But Jey wasn’t finished. He let out a brutal chuckle, his chest heaving as he looked down at you, that cocky, triumphant grin still plastered on his face. The sound of his laughter—deep, mocking—was like fuel to the fire inside you.

You glared up at him, your body still tingling from the aftermath, but all you could think about was getting your revenge. He had pushed you to your limit, teased you, and you’d let him get away with it. But not anymore.

With a swift motion, you shoved him down onto his back, your strength surprising both of you as you straddled him, planting your hands on his chest to pin him down. He looked up at you, eyes widening slightly in surprise, but that smirk never faltered. "What the f-?" he growled, though there was something else in his voice now—something closer to challenge, as if daring you to do your worst.

Without another word, you positioned yourself over him, and before he could say another word, you took him—fast and hard—slamming your hips down against his with a ferocity that made his breath catch.

Jey’s eyes went wide for a moment, surprise flashing across his face before it twisted into something else—something desperate. His hands shot out, grabbing at your hips as he tried to find control again, but you weren’t giving him that luxury. You rode him harder, faster, keeping him pinned down with the full force of your body. Every movement was a blur of power and tension, your body demanding something from him—and from yourself—that you couldn’t ignore.

"FUCK!" Jey gasped, his voice strangled with disbelief as you pushed him to his limits. "Wait a damn minute—"

You cut him off before he could say another word, your movements quickening, a fire building in your chest. His grip on your hips tightened, and you could feel the way he tried to fight for control, but you were faster, smarter. His words died in his throat as your skills took over, “oh fuck!” pushing him into a state of mind where he could barely think, only feel.

You smirked down at him, your breath coming in sharp gasps as you set the pace, each movement deliberate, designed to make him forget everything except for you. The rhythm of your body against his was a perfect storm, a combination of frustration, power, and pure desire. Jey’s hands gripped at the sheets, his jaw clenched as he fought to hold onto whatever control he had left.

“Damn, you evil as fuck,” he muttered between breaths, his chest heaving beneath you, but the words barely registered to you now. You were focused entirely on the way he felt, on the way you were pushing him beyond his limits.

He finished with a loud groan, the sound raw and primal, reverberating through the room like a ripple of energy. His body tensed beneath you, his muscles locking as his breath became ragged. For a moment, everything was still. The air between you was thick with the aftermath, the weight of what had just happened settling over you both.

You stayed perched on top of him, your chest rising and falling as your own breath slowly began to steady. You could feel the heat of his skin against yours, the way his heartbeat still pounded beneath your palm, and for a moment, the tension between you softened, but not for long.

He let out a low chuckle, a sound that was a mixture of satisfaction and amusement, though there was a sharp edge to it. "You think you got me, huh?" he said, his voice hoarse and still heavy with the weight of what had just transpired.

You slid off him, standing up on shaky legs as your body still buzzed with the energy of everything that had just gone down. You moved slowly, almost deliberately, as you adjusted yourself, your eyes locked on his the whole time. There was no escaping the tension that still crackled in the air between you two.

"You think you can walk away like that?" he asked, propping himself up on his elbows, his eyes never leaving you. "Ain't no way you're done with me yet."

You smirked, tossing your hair back over your shoulder. You weren’t done—not even close. But you weren’t about to let him off that easy either. Slowly, you crawled back over to him, each movement calculated, deliberate, as your lips brushed against his ear, soft and teasing.

“Maybe I’m not done with you,” you murmured, your voice low and sultry. You let your fingers trace down his chest, watching his chest rise and fall as you made your way to his abdomen, feeling the tautness of his muscles beneath your touch. "But I think it's your turn to prove something to me now."

His eyes darkened as your hand moved lower, his breath hitching slightly as your fingers teased the skin just below his waist. "You think you can take control now?" he asked, his tone still laced with that challenge, but there was something else beneath it—something he didn’t quite try to hide.

You didn’t respond with words. Instead, you pressed your lips to his again, this time harder, deeper, demanding a response. His hands moved to your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulled you back on top of him, his movements fast and forceful as he flipped you over, pinning you beneath him with a growl that sent a shiver of anticipation through you.

And for a moment, it felt like nothing else mattered. No words, no games—just the raw need, the desire, the way his body moved with yours in perfect sync. Each thrust, each kiss, pushed you closer to the edge, and you welcomed it, eager for whatever came next, knowing there would be no turning back.

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Crazy for you - R.R

SMUT

You finally finished getting ready, after a few hours of pampering yourself to the best you could. A steamy shower, deep cleanse, full skincare routine, and full face of makeup, it was all well deserved. It didn't happen to often for you, especially not recently. Not with your demanding ass job, or the split you and your ex husband endured.

So when you finally had time off to yourself, it was always appreciated. Looking in the mirror one more time, you stepped out of your house and into your car. Driving off to a new local restaurant that just opened in the past week. You knew it'd be packed, however a busy atmosphere for a first date always works well.

Stepping out of your car you can see your date is already here. You could see his flashy ass car a mile away and you never understood why he'd spend so much money on something so awfully hideous. You walked into the restaurant taking in the fresh loud atmosphere.

"There you are! Almost thought you wasn't gonna show!"

Actually, you really weren't gonna show. But he didn't need to know that. When Jackson from work asked you out, you almost immediately said no. But after recently splitting up with your busy ex husband, you needed something to distract yourself.

"Yup! I'm here!" you tried to sound convincing, but deep down you would rather be laid up in bed binge watching some random ass show.

Midway through a evening full of Jackson making stupid ass jokes, you trying to laugh, and you almost getting up and leaving, you decided to head to the restroom. For a break, specifically a break from this fool.

Walking through the luxurious restaurant, walking turn after turn to find the restroom. You took about 10 minutes in total of stalling by reapplying your lipgloss in the mirror multiple times, you decided it was time to go face your ‘date’.

Swinging the restroom door open, you immediately walk into something as hard as a rock. Almost tripping over your heels your caught by feeling strong firm arms wrapped around your waist.

Looking up you saw the one person you’ve been attempting to avoid. Your now ex-husband. Roman Reigns.

Dressed in a sharp black suit, it was almost certain enough to assume he was on a date. You felt a spring of jealousy cross your body.

“Didn’t expect to see you here..” you muttered the words sharply while looking up at him.

Roman looked down at you amused, his arms never leaving your body. He looked handsome as ever. Roman never had to try hard to attract female attraction, so it was really no surprise he was already on a date after the split you two just went through barely a month ago.

Now to be fair, you were on a date too. But you just needed an excuse to get outta the house. He was definitely looking for a woman to take home with him.

“I didn’t expect to see you here either. Guess we think alike..” he chuckled. He saw the jealousy clouding your face immediately.

“What are you doing here anyways?” your voice piqued with curiosity.

“Business dinner. What about you? Dinner with the girls?” he replied confidently. A rush of relief came across you.

“I’m actually on a date..” you said cockily. Making Roman jealous was never hard to do, and him being jealous would satisfy you heavily.

“Oh are you?” he chuckled bitterly. Mission fucking accomplished bitch.

“Yeah I am, he’s pretty great you know..” you replied smiling like a schoolgirl. His face now had a deep scowl placed on it.

“I actually better get back to him know, don’t wanna keep my man waiting” looking down you grabbed his arms to remove them from around you.

Beginning to walk away, he moved in front of you, his 6’3 frame towering over you.

“Your man, huh? You moved on real quick” he said with a hint of anger in his tone.

“Yeah, I mean what can I say? I didn’t really move on from anything cause ya know, there was nothing to move on from in the first place” you said.

That was a low blow. But, you didn’t quite care. “Okay, well i’m gonna go..”

Walking away from your ex man back to your new “man”, the satisfaction of seeing him angry felt amazing. But your words deep down made you feel terrible.

Looking back at him once you saw he was already on your trail. Nervousness overcoming you, you picked up the speed. Walking faster to get back to your table.

“Sorry that took longer than intended!” you said cheerfully. If Jackson was gonna be good for anything it was using him to make Roman jealous.

He smiled at me before replying. “That’s alrig-”

“Really? This prick is your new man?” a new familiar voice entered the convo, you looked up to see a pissed off Roman.

“Who the fuck are you?” Jackson replied angrily. Who was this hothead messing up his date?

“Her fucking husband you imbecile. Now get the fuck outta here before I beat your ass” he said while grabbing Jackson by his collar. This grabbed the attention of those sitting by us. Gasps and murmurs were shared.

“Roman! Stop it!” you got up trying your best to push Roman off Jackson. A man his size wasn’t gonna budge against lil old you.

“She doesn’t want you anymore you fuckin-” Jackson couldn’t finish his sentence before Roman punched him square in the face knocking him out.

Feeling sick to your stomach, you run out of the restaurant running as fast as you can even with your heels slowing you down. You know exactly who was gonna be following you to your car.

Rummaging through your handbag, the one gifted to the man you once loved, you were trying to find your car keys.

Finding them unlocking the door as fast as possible, a hand on your back stopped you in your tracks.

Already knowing who it was by the thick scent of the familiar cologne in the air. You didn’t waste a second turning around slapping him across the face. A look of shock spread over his face which was quickly replaced by a look of regret.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!? You’re such a fucking pysco-” you were cut off by him full lips smashing onto yours.

First attempting to push him off with no luck, you then melted into the kiss aligning and molding your lips against his perfectly.

This is what you always wanted. The attention from him. The whole reason you split up with him was so he could get his head outta his ass and realize he wasn’t showing you, his own wife, enough love and affection.

Both of you pulled back at the same time, gasping for air. His face showed remorse for you all over it.

“Baby, i’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t wanna do that but I had to. I love you too much to see you with another man and I know I wasn’t the best husband to you but I finally see my mistakes and i’m trying to change for you. I miss you so much and-” you quickly shushed him by kissing him greedily.

“Ro, take me home with you. I miss you so much.” you mumbled against him. His lips pushing against yours harder.

“I need you so bad” you added.

“Fuck that, I ain’t waiting till we home” he said with a small smirk. He opened the backseat of your car pushing you both inside.

Placing you to sit on his lap, your legs laid on the outsides of his beautiful thick thighs you love.

He was kissing your neck harshly while he fondled your back trying to unzip the mini dress you had on. Successfully unzipping your dress he freed it from your body.

“You’re so beautiful babygirl” he mumbled against your neck. Moaning softly to the feeling of his kisses moving lower and lower, you were truly in heaven.

“Please just fuck me baby..” you exhaled. He smiled softly at you before freeing himself of his belt and boxer briefs.

“I gotchu baby..” he said while lining him up with your entrance. Feeling his mushroom tip push into you, you both moaned at the pleasure you both hadn’t felt in so long.

“I missed feeling you inside me, Ro..” you murmured before once again moving your lips to his.

“Yeah? Show me how much you missed it then..” he said before pushing you down on his dick. You then gave yourself time to fully adjusted to the stretch of him being fully inside you.

Once you’d adjusted, you moved up and down at a pace you could handle. “Just like that baby, just like that” he said into your neck.

“It’s so good baby!” you chanted. It had been so long since he’s been inside you.

“Yeah, you missed me inside this tight pussy, didn’t you baby?” he grunted while thrusting up at a rapid pace. You could no longer think straight anymore, You were completely dickmatized.

“I-I’m gonna-” You couldn’t even get the words out before you fell into pure ecstasy. Roman began speeding up his pace chasing his own orgasm.

Grunting loudly he filled you up to the brim. You laid your head on his shoulder no longer being able to support yourself. “I love you baby” he said softly while kissing your temple.

“I love you more..” you whispered back before falling into a deep sleep in the arms of the man you love.

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