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spiicii · 3 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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desire4ella · 4 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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