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DIFFERENT PERDATORS - chapter 3

INCLUDES ANDREI KULOKOVA x XAVIERA LAH-MO

Yall... Andrei has sex. This is not a drill! Once again we get to have much more insight into Andrei and his demons and the control he has to put himself under on a daily basis's and it’s very interesting... I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as I do 🔪💕 make sure to read part one and two

Please go read this chapter from @horrorslashergirl oc Xaviera;s perspective HERE

MASTERLIST

“Andrei.... drei!!!”

“chto, chert voz'mi, on delayet?! (what the hell is he doing?!)”

“slezt' s nego volk! Andrei! (get off him wolf!)”

“otpusti yego! On mertv! (let go! he’s dead!)

“Andrei!”

Muffled yells fell into the wolfs ears, not registering. The twisted, mangled and broken corpses laid around him. The blood was dripping from his canines, oozing from his wounds, flowing on the floor into a massive river. Mixing and burning together from the all the carcasses surrounding. The wolf was maiming with his claws and pressing, waiting for the end, waiting for the look of the souls departure from beneath him. Desire burned. The knife wound wasn’t enough. The bullets. It wasn’t enough. The wolf was greedy, and it was costing lives. He was becoming too dangerous. Feeding into every desire and letting it consume him whole.

Teeth bared and fur raised, hunched over and neck stiff. The prey wasn’t gone. Not yet. The feel of the pulse under him was a euphoria. It ran fast, strong and heavy. The burning and stinging of the bullets within the wolf could never stop him from the kill. Feeling the muscles and tendons straining in attempt to save themselves as the prey gurgled and gasped. Eyes bulging and hands clawing. The body thrashed and writhed. Nothing was like this. Nothing was this perfect.

The wolf was pulled away before the last look. The best part. He turned. Full height towering and threating. Claws dripping with hot crimson and pupils blown in lust and feverish desire. He huffed. Nothing would stop him. Not now. Stalking for the man in front of him. One from the pack. He grabbed and twisted him broken. Fighting back dangerously. The sound of metal knifes clashing and scrapping. Bodies thud with powerful force and the blood rushed. The heart pounded. The wolf had him down. Attempting to recoil with brutal intent. It was too late. The wolf had taken what was his. The blood and desire. It was his and his alone.

“volk pokrasnel! volk pokrasnel! (the wolf has gone rouge!)”

The bullets were aimed his way from his pack. One he lived with for years. It was over. It was broken. The wolf never cared. What had been done was done. The blood was on his coat. This is what he was made into. This is what he did best.

The bowls clinked together on the nightstand, pulling Andrei from his memories and taking a deep inhale. It was the woman. She was feeding him again, taking care of him for a reason neither of them knew. Observing her with a raised brow she sat again in the old arm chair, a familiar scene from not that long ago, but he wasn’t going to push away some good soup.

“Thank you myshka.” Andrei took the warm bowl onto his lap and taking a spoonful.

“None deserves to die by starvation.” Xaviera spoke and he nodded back, just enjoying the silence for a moment, savoring the rich flavors hitting his taste buds, but she broke the silence “So…Are you going to tell me what you are doing here in Himalaya?”

Meeting her curious eyes with his harsh cold ones, Andrei stopped for a minute. The truth was a hard pill to swallow for most people, but she was different and had pleasantly surprised him in many ways, plus she was a killer too, so maybe she would understand.

“My job…it’s um, well I’m a…I kill people for money.” Andrei explained, lacking the English word for ‘mercenary’ but he continued. “The poachers are from Ukraine, and the job took me here.” Taking a sip from his spoon he waited. Waited for her to twist her face in horror or stammer on her words but she didn’t.

Xaviera tilted her head like a curious cat. “I see. Well, they are dead so I am more than content with that, although there are more leeches that need to be crushed. Once the snowing stops I am out to balance the ecosystem.” She replied matter-of-factly, turning her lips into a dark smile. A darkness that was familiar. Her fight and passion was unlike others he had seen, except just in himself. A primal desire deep within the core.

“So much fight, so much promise within you, little mouse…” he spoke, taking another spoonful of soup. “The fire you have is strong… don’t ever let anyone take that from you.” It was something he wished more of people. Standing tall, Andrei walked over to her and the wolf saw her stiffen a little in the chair, a fear of him that sparked his desire for the hunt but he held it down. Handing her the half-empty bowl, he smirked and ruffled her white soft hair and heading downstairs.

Andrei went over to the couch and looked over his weapons, seeing if Xaviera had messed with them, or if the avalanche had destroyed any. He had his SR-1 Vektor pistol, a Russian special forces gun only given to certain groups and he was luckily one of them, the gun was small and fast. Next he had his AK-47M, the main rifle of the Russian army, he checked it thoroughly as this gun had proven to be the most useful in this hunt. Then his eyes sparked seeing his knives, they were so near and dear to his heart, a form of intimacy the knife gave was unmatched.

Gentle footfalls brought Andrei’s icy gaze to Xaviera who had brought the dishes down and moved over to the sink. Her back was to him and her white long locks were pulled up, exposing her delicate neck and shoulder from the large shirt had slipped down. The wolf’s favorite part of the body on full display.

Skillfully playing with the knife in his hand he spoke “Y'know the knife, this one here, it is my favorite weapon...” Standing tall he licked his lips and eyed Xaviera’s neck. “Only certain soldiers are skilled with these….” he continues walking over to the small woman. “It is very intimate game of life, death and the blade in hand…almost like a dance.” stilling himself behind her he smirks, bareing his teeth and sharp eyes seeing through Xaviera as she stopped, holding the bowl in hand, he can feel the preys breathe shake quietly, she was trying to hide it. So cute.

Towering behind her, Andrei gently placed a hand on her hip and his other, holding the knife, went in front of her so she could see the blade glinting in the low light. Trying to get her to see the beauty in the Russian blade. “This knife has saved me more than hundred times.” His breath was hot along her bare neck, lips teasing to graze the soft skin. “And my favorite part… seeing the knife slip quietly between the bones, slicing skin like butter, dripping in hot blood as you pull it back…” The wolf kisses her neck, feeling the small prey tense ��it’s a beautiful sight”

He wanted her. He needed her. It was a carnal desire to see her scream. Andrei put the knife down, he didn't want to hurt her or lose himself.

She stammered in a weak, fragile voice "W-What are you doing?" This made Andrei just huff in a laugh, he was getting to her.

"Well, little mouse, we are probably going to be stuck here for a few days, and there is no TV or entertainment..." His raspy voice low against her neck and the hand that used to be holding the blade gently grazed her thigh, moving upwards. "I am not a big fan of reading, so I thought you could be my entertainment." Finishing his sentence he kissed her neck again. The preys breath hitched and her knees started to shake.

"I-I..." stumbling on her words it fueled the wolfs fire. Reeling in the state he had Xaviera in; Andrei knew he was good with women but by the way her words caught in her precious throat, it was sending him over the edge.

"Cat caught your tongue?" He sarcastically asked, playing with the hem of her shirt, gripping tighter with his other hand on her hip, making sure she was firmly planted against him, needed to feel her every move and breath. "...Or should I say wolf?"

Andrei laughed, his canines grazing her delicate skin, nipping and kissing her bare shoulder, and the prey dropped the bowl in the skin. The weakness. It was over. He had her in his jaws.

"N-no... it's just..." Continuing to stumble, the wolfs patients was wearing thin. Swiftly in one movement he whipped her around and placed her on the counter. He waited. Looking down at her he was still towering over her, and she was shaking, Andrei settled himself between her legs and his large hands rubbed her thighs. Gulping down she continued "I-I... I've never..."

Andrei's heart stopped. She couldn't be serious. He stepped away slowly, eyes still predatory, then suddenly his rare full laugh loudly broke, showing his teeth with eyes squinting. Holding his chest and walking back.

"Y-you.... you what???" His laugh boomed as Xaviera’s fair skin was heating up.

"S-Stop laughing... I said, stop laughing, jackass!" She yelled hopping off the counter, and walking over as he continued.

"Ba-baby girl... oh my god." Andrei was almost at the point of tears, not having this good of a time since he was with his army buddies laughing over a stupid bet. Before he knew it she grabbed his shirt and he allowed her to push him against the wall.

"Stop laughing, asshole!" She snarled up at him and his laughter instantly stopped, turning his smile into a grin on teeth, snarling like a wolf. Two predators looking for a fight. She fueled the fire and the wolf beneath his skin that was now nipping and howling at his neck, claws forming and teeth bared. The animal was close as his eyes changed to darkness.

Breathe Andrei... Easy with her.... Easy...

She was so small with so much fight, and he loved it, loved the challenge but he needed to control himself. He had seen what the wolf could do.

Swiftly, the wolf grabbed her throat and whipped her against the wall he was just against. Placing his large thigh between her legs, feeling her heat, she gave a soft mewl. The hand on her throat eased as he controlled his demons, but still huffed in her face.

The cats claws were clawing his wrist and she choked out looking directly into his sharp eyes "W-What?"

His breath hissed through gritted teeth, swallowing down harshly trying to keep the beast at bay, for now. Andrei removed his hand from her delicate throat and cupped her jaw, rubbing his thick thumb on her cheek.

"You're so beautiful, Xaviera." It was the first time he had ever spoken her name. It felt so right on his tongue, a sweetness he has never known. Uncomfortable with his own vulnerability, he roughly grabbed her ass and she wrapped her legs around Andrei's waist, the wolf growled deeply as she ground against him and he claimed her lips in a rough kiss.

"A-Andrei..." she squeaked against his lips. Fuck, his name sounded so good from her sweet little mouth. The wolf continued to kiss her, waiting to devour her whole, a desire he could never rid himself of, but something made him stop. A strange softness she pulled out in him, he wanted to make sure she was ok, so he pulled away nipping at her bottom lip.

"I have you, little mouse." Andrei whispered lowly, walking over to the couch, placing her on his lap. His ice blue eyes fixated on hers, the look in Xaviera’s eyes were like home, a foreign feeling he wanted to savor, to be grateful for. Grateful for the hunt.

Slowly Andrei closed his eyes and kissed her again, slower and passionately, his thick fingers laced through her soft white hair, as she clutches his shirt. Dancing their lips together Andrei still had the question of 'how?' In his head. How could she be untouched? In Andrei's life beautiful things were often ripped apart and broken long before he could ever touch it, and if the beauty did stick around it was just a sick delusion.

Pulling away he rests his forehead against hers, and grabs her chin "But how myshka?... you're so beautiful"

She looked up at him innocently to answer "I-Ive never found someone... well... compatible to say so..." The wolf saw the opportunity for fresh untainted meat, offering it's soul up on a sliver platter to be forever imprinted.

"I will take care of you... sssh" Andrei responded back, stopping her from rambling on further, it was all he needed to know. Running a thick thumb along her soft lips to silence her Xaviera opened for him, taking his digit into her mouth, licking and sucking it. He felt the familiar crawl up his spine, the fur starting to rise, his icy blue eyes went dark with lust.

Andrei relax.... Go easy.... Push it down... Push it down...

The beast was ready to snap by her innocent action, wanting to flip her over and ruin her there, Andrei wouldn't let it happen, not with her, not yet. Removing his hand away from her mouth he leaned down to place open mouth kisses along her jaw, neck and shoulder, as his hands went under her shirt, desperately trying to feel as much skin as he could in a primal desire. Her soft moans fueled him, encouraged the wolf that was creeping up. Xaviera moved her head back in a submission, letting him take what he wanted as her small hands ran through his light brown hair, a silent praise that sent him over the edge. The wolf ripped her oversized shirt off her small frame as if it were paper, he needed her. His claws moved to the back of her bra, tearing the hooks off swiftly instead of unhooking the clasps, the beast was taking what it wanted.

The innocent prey tried to cover herself but instinctively his hands were fast, grabbing her wrists holding them away, his eyes devouring her chest, an insatiable hunger for the unmarked delicate skin presented, he licked his canines, ready to take what was his. The prey gasped as the wolf took one of her nipples in his hot mouth, sucking and biting feverishly, while his hand skillfully twisted and tweaked the other nipple, he needed to hear her. Small hands tugged through his hair as she grinded against him, feeling her heat and the friction of the fabric made Andrei lose his control for a moment, biting down roughly on the nipple in his mouth and producing a deep growl as she screamed and whimpered as he lapped around the bud with his tongue.

Moving along her chest, he kissed, sucked and nipped, marking his territory in an animalistic desire, not satisfied until she was covered in paints of black and blue. "Myshka" he growled against her neck, the sharp canines grazing her strong and increasing pulse, she whimpered.

The last whimper the wolf could take before the feast, he stood, carrying her to the bedroom upstairs, kicking the door open loudly he felt the prey jump slightly in his arms and he wrapped around her tighter.

Placing Xaviera on the bed gently Andrei took her in a sloppy kiss, patients wearing thin. His rough lips moved along her jaw and to her ear, licking then nipping on the cartilage wanting to produce any sound he could from her, she squeaked and ran her soft hands down the wolfs broad chest.

"Sensitive there, baby girl?" He lowly whispered, knowing what he could do it her, Andrei sucked on her earlobe while his hands ripped off her pants, only leaving her innocent body in a pair of white panties. Pulling away something caught his attention. Huge scars littered her hip all the way down her thigh, almost to her knee, his eyes widened. Andrei ran his hand down them gently, someone so innocent with marks so deep and long it made him wonder what they were from, but that was a question for later, his need in his core was burning and aching.

His sharp eyes moved to her covered heat, smirking at the innocent colour, she was so cute. The wolf ran two thick fingers down her covered pussy, feeling the heat and wetness soaking through. "So cute, little mouse."

The sweet blush painted her cheeks as he moved away from her, only to throw the preys legs over his shoulders and pulling her panties aside. His insatiable sick desires needed to feast on the forbidden area. Stroking his thumb along her folds it spread the preys juices.

"You're so wet for me, baby girl... I wanna have a taste of this juicy pussy of yours" the wolf growled hot breathes on her unclaimed cunt. His tongue lapped up what she produced, all for him, the taste was so sweet. The wolfs canines grazing her folds as she moaned and fisted the sheets, letting his experienced tongue devour the prey, suckling and biting her tender spots, she dug her heels into his back and her legs closed around his head. The prey writhed and cried for him as he took what he wanted from her innocence.

"A-Andrei!" She squeaked as the wolfs sharp teeth nibbled on her clit, his name so sweet on her pretty mouth it made him growl. The vibrations sent shockwaves up through her core as he grinned.

"W-Wait... S-stop... O-or I am gonna-" she warned but the beast persisted, the need for her was too strong, he pushed one finger inside her and curling it and continuing the assault on her clit. The prey let out a final loud and long cry as she came inside his mouth, hard and strong, he lapped up her juices and slowly raised between her. Mouth and chin shinning with her in the low light, the wolf had his feast but he wanted her to taste it.

"S-sorry..." she breathed heavily, making the wolf grin, baring his teeth in pride, Andrei leaned over Xaviera and crashed his lips upon hers.

"See how good you taste, pussycat?" He asked against her sweet lips, her half-lidded eyes burning into his own. She was his.

The prey tugged on his shirt and whined softly, making Andrei get up and throwing his black shirt on the floor, displaying his large scars and muscles to her then his hands went to unbuckle his belt and unzipping his cargo pants, kicking off his combat boots and undressing fully. The preys innocent blue eyes went to the length that was standing against his abdomen, her mouth was a gape filling him with a deep pride.

Her eyes flashed upwards to his own as he spoke "Close your mouth, myshka before I put something to occupy it" she closed it quickly making the wolf chuckle lowly. Moving back over top of her, pinning her small wrists beside her head in his large hands, his length rubbed against her heat making the prey gasp. "Feel what you're doing to me, darling? This is all your work" he growled merely an inch away from her lips.

Swiftly, one of his large hand released her wrist and yanked her panties off, completely and utterly baring her body to him before placing his hand back along her wrist.

"P-please..." she whimpered, legs opening perfectly for him in submission.

"W-what was that myshka? You have to be more precise" he teased, toying with the helpless prey beneath him.

She paused for a moment, maybe planning to challenge him but he moved his mouth in the delicate skin around her ear and she gave in "P-please... I-I need it."

"What's that you want? My big cock, baby girl? That's what you want so badly?" He snarled, canines brushing up and down her neck, watching her come completely undone by his power, throwing her head back.

"Yes, Please! Now, hurry up!" She yelled breathlessly making him smile, before roughly pushing into her, legs wrapped around his waist and the cats claws dug down his back. Looking into her eyes it was a primal desire to see this, the first time she was ever taken, but he needed to breath, Andrei wasn't going to allow the wolf to hurt her.

She choked on her breath as tears ran down her flushed cheeks, one of his large hands cupped her jaw and whipped her tears away. She was a different prey, one he didn't want to hurt, even though in his core the wolf was burning and ripping his insides out.

"Shhh... Breath myshka... Breath. I'm here." Andrei whispered, letting her small but tight muscles relax around him, he waited her, only her.

Xaviera gave a nod, silently telling him she was ready, so he gently thrusted inside her, dragging his cock against the tight muscles. His jaw tensed and muscles contracted in the only way he knew how to control himself from such a tight perfect pleasure. The prey closed her eyes as he sped up slightly and her moans filled the room.

"Fuck... You're so tight." He growled leaning into her neck, speeding up with intense pleasure in and out of her sloppy cunt, skin slapping together now in rhythm, hilting inside her over and over again.

The wolf was too close for his own comfort "So dripping for me." He breathed, large hands grabbing her ass

"Yessssss." The prey mewled under him, her hands running and tugging at his faux hawk. With her every noise he was losing himself more and more, the claws forming through his hands and the fur lifting tall, he breathed harshly and gripped her tighter moving the prey up and down along his length. She was so light to him, like nothing through his hands. The wolf could feel the sweet muscles start to tighten again around him.

"Are you close, little mouse?" The small hand fisted his hair tightly "I can feel you squeezing around me so eagerly." Growling against the prey hearing every breath and moan deliciously.

"Mhmmm.." she whined, but he needed to fill something more within him.

"Who do you belong to?" The wolf asked, canines dangerously hovering over her artery. Ready to tear and ruin the prey apart.

"W-what?" She innocently moaned. Wrong answer. Pissing off the beast he harshly thrusted within her, hitting her cervix roughly.

"I asked... Who do you belong to?" He snarled, losing himself.

"Y-you... I'm yours. I'm all yours." The prey whines as he places just the tip of his massive cock inside her, resting there teasingly, until he snapped, pistoning deeply and roughly inside her, hitting every sweet part he needed. Andrei was gone. It was just the beast and his prey in the tangled sheets. He was taking want he wanted. She came hard around his length as her fingernails were leaving hot scratches down his muscular back, a dangerous cocktail or pain and pleasure mixing.

His cock twitched inside her and he was done. His hot thick seed painted her insides, with a deep animalistic growl, snarling and showing teeth in warning. The wolf had stolen greedily again from the world. His head believing it was his to take and devour.

Breath... Come back... Andrei... Breath.... Come back

Looking down at the woman beneath him, the man slowly came back from behind the beast. The fur settled and his lust coated eyes became clear again, the claws moving away as he breathed. Taking in the appearance of the woman under him; she was flushed, swollen rosy lips and eyes showing a deep satisfaction. The wolf made her a woman, and he smirked at that fact.

"Speechless, koshechka? (Pussycat)" Andrei asked, as she just gulped down and nodded, pulling a low chuckle from him.

So innocent... So cute.... So perfect.... Be grateful for this hunt... and this release..

Andrei ran his fingers through Xaviera's soft white locks as he leaned against her forehead whispering sweet nothings in Russian, his other hand went to her neck, feeling his marks and stopping his thumb on her pulse. It was slowing perfectly. The hunt was over. She ran her soft hands over his chest and feeling her fingers dance along his largest scar.

"Moy prekrasnyy snezhnyy bars (my beautiful snow leopard)" he whispered against her neck, admiring and kissing the wolfs bite marks that littered her skin.

Xaviera sighed contently as she played with his hair again. His mind raced again, but not with trauma or pain or once. He was content. He was at home here, just with her.

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multifandomwriter18 · 5 years ago

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Hey, first: really nice blog! I really like this blog:) And second, can I request an Leo x reader? With I don't know, 13,14,23,50 or 55 or a mix of some of them? And sry for my bad english...

Thank you so much sweetie. You honestly made my day! And yes! I'll be happy to do them all!!! Tysm for requesting!!!!

Prompt: "I can't sleep anymore.."

Leonardo x Reader

"No! Leo!" You screamed out as you jolt awake in your bed. You gasped for air as you sat up in your bed, your heart racing drastically making your chest ache.

You scanned around your dark room. The only light was the pale moon light that occasionally peeked through your curtains that swayed to the soft breeze that crept through your opened window.

You take in deep and slow steady breaths as tears weld in your eyes as images from your nightmare flashed in your head.

You bite down on your lower lip as you bring your knees to your chest and pressed your face against your knees.

Your body shook and trembled as you couldn't get the images out of your head, and you were still drained from the longing day of work and house chores. But you were too scared to close your eyes again, and as much as your body cried for sleep you couldn't do it.

You pulled the covers off your body and shivered as your bare skin is kissed my the cool night breeze that filled your room. You get out of bed and closed the window, the moonlight now bathing on your body.

You stepped away from the window and turned back to your bed. Your gaze dropped to the framed photo of you and Leo. A smile formed on your lips as you walk up to your nightstand and hold the framed photo in your hands.

You and Leo have been together for over a few months now and it has been the best relationship you have ever been in. Not a day goes by of how your thankful for the night you had crossed paths with Leo and his brothers on that rooftop.

The photo that was framed was a selfie you had took. You were both in his room, his arms wrapped around you, his face pressed against your neck and you caught the perfect moment of the both of you smiling and laughing with one another.

After a moment of admiring the captured memory you placed the photo back on the nightstand and grabbed your shoes, coat, keys to your apartment and make a run for the door.

If anyone could help you sleep it would be Leo. You didn't know what you were thinking let alone knowing what you were doing till you reached the one alley which would lead to the manhole cover you enter the sewers.

It didn't take long to enter the lair. You made sure to remember the directions Leo had told you in order to find the lair and of course to not get lost.

Not to long after you enter the lair. It was quiet. Not a sound could be heard. Of course the boys were all asleep, including Master Splinter. You sighed, being as quiet as you could as you sneak into Leo's room.

You could just be able to makeout his large figure under his dark navy blue covers. His soft and deep breaths could he heard in the darkness of his room.

You worked down a swallow as you move around his room in order to figure out which side he was facing so you could tap his shoulder and talk to him.

You worked down the hard swallow as you shakily reached out and tapped his shoulder. You waited for him to wake up but nothing happened.

You pursed your lips into a thin line as you tapped his shoulder once again; a little harder this time. Leo only groaned for a moment, stirring under the sheets and went still once again.

"Leo.." you forced out as he scrunched his brows as you nudge his shoulder, "Leo, it's me (Y/n).." you squeaked out as he opened his beautiful ocean blue eyes as his gaze locked on yours.

"(Y/n)?"

At first the turtle in blue thought he was dreaming but once he rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed he then realized he wasn't dreaming at all.

"Hana, what are you doing here?"

"I...I had a bad dream." You forced out as tears weld in your eyes again. "A bad dream?" Leo repeated as you started to regret your decision in coming here.

"I'm sorry that I came here to wake you up. I just..I can't sleep anymore..."

"No baby, it's okay. Come here." He said softly as he gently pulled you into his arms, holding you close as you wrapped your arms around his neck; your tear stained face pressed against his neck.

You both sit there in silence. An arm wrapped tightly around your waist as his other hand gently rubbed your back.

"Would you want to talk about the nightmare Love?" He asked you as he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.

You closed your eyes, shaking your head in reply as you looked up at him with a pleading gaze, "can I spend the night here with you?"

He smiled, gently caressing your cheek and nodded in reply. "Of course Sweetheart. Anything for you my love." He soothed as you smiled, kissing his cheek in reply as he lays you down on his bed, him then laying beside you as he held you close to him.

And to your surprise you didn't wake up or find yourself falling back into anymore scary nightmares. You fell asleep right in his arms, feeling safe once again.

☆▪︎End▪︎☆

I deeply apologize if yall didn't like this. I tried my best. Thank you so much for requesting @sunshine-girl013 I really appreciate it love. I'll be sure to do your other request prompts as well (uwu)

If you all want to request a prompt either a tmnt x reader request or for my tmnt oc Katelyn and the tmnt boys feel free to check them out👀👇🏻

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stefnot-steph · 4 years ago

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Evermore

This is my first fanfiction in a long time so be gentle! I’m definitely rusty, but when I was listening to this Taylor Swift song I couldn’t get this concept out of my head. It takes place after the season finale so obvious spoilers. Its my OC Auden and she is the love interest of our favorite Mando. I wanted to write grief from my perspective since I lost my older brother years ago it still feels so real but writing helps me express so much. Anyways I hope yall like this!

Catching my death, and I couldn’t be sure I had a feeling so peculiar that this pain would be for Evermore.

You couldn’t breathe.

You felt everything in slow motion and all at once. You felt tears running down your cheeks and didn’t have the strength or the care to wipe them away. Your ever so tough exterior was tarnished forever. You made yourself a promise long ago to never let others see you cry.

Oh hell it doesn’t matter much now anymore does it?

You watched the chaos scene in front of you as Din was making his final goodbyes to the child. The child or Grogu as you both came to know had completely stolen what was left of your heart which you thought was impossible. Your heart which was shattered many years ago when your parents abandoned you and your only sibling. Your older brother took care of you and raised you but by the time you turned 19 he was gone from your life too. Another victim of The Empire, another soul lost in the stars forever. After your world was turned upside down once again you were lost, completely on your own going from planet to planet with no plan for your future. You knew how to defend yourself and did odd jobs when you could to get by, but nothing felt right you were never at peace.

That all changed about 10 years later when you ran into a certain Mandalorian and his odd looking child one night. He saved you from a group of nasty men at a cantina who just wanted to take advantage of you since you were drunk and just looking for another distraction. You welcomed the empty company of a man any other time since it numbed the pain even if it was for just a moment. That life was enough.

But you deserved more, the universe had other plans for you.

It took a long time but you began to fall in love with The Mandalorian and his child and you swore it over and over it would never happen to you but your heart began to heal, the grief and pain of losing your family started to be replaced by a newfound feeling. It took time but eventually you welcomed with it with open arms. You became a mother to the child, and all the motherly instincts came to you so naturally.

Happiness

You never thought you could feel that again.

and now as you come back to the present, you felt your blaster slip from your hands as you watched the Jedi turn away and leave with half of your heart. Finally you felt your legs and started to run, you didn’t give a damn about being defenseless in a enemy ship, you ran past Cara, Bo Katan and Finnec.

You ran past Din.

Your eyes were filled with tears and your mind was going a mile a minute trying to catch up to the Jedi who was taking your life away. Again.

No. No I can’t do this again, I refuse to lose anyone else.

You kept running down the never ending hall until you froze. You watched Grogu one last time as he made it out with the Jedi. You knew it was useless, he was gone. Even Din could let him go, and they had a bond like no other.

You were never good at letting go.

You collapsed on the floor in a heap of sobs and screams. Your grief overwhelming you once again like a tidal wave. You were drowning, and this time you didn’t want to fight it. It wasn’t worth it anymore, you had truly lost everything.

Can’t remember what I used to fight for, I rewind the tape but all it does it pause. On the very moment all was lost.

You didn’t realize a pair of strong arms picking you up, bringing you back into this moment. You knew who it was and was beyond grateful to feel the familiar coolness of baskar against your cheeks which were stained with tears.

“Auden. Please look at me. Please, I’m right here its goin-g to be okay.”

Through blurry tear soaked eyes you gathered the strength to look up at the man who you do anything for.

You lost your breath again as your dark eyes met his own. Time stopped once again. You couldn’t find your voice, all you could do was stare.

My gods he is beautiful. He’s everything I imagined he’d look like and more.

You reached up and touched that mysterious, beautiful face of the man you’ve fell in love with. He closed his eyes leaning into you as he started down the hall still determined to get you out of there and to be safe.

“D-din you’re creed, what about the creed and everyth-.”

You were cut off by his mouth touching you lips. Nothing else needed to be said. Finally. Finally

You both embraced the kiss, it was long overdue and you swore you saw stars in your overwhelming amount of emotions. It was how a kiss should feel, powerful and full of life and passion.

You two broke apart reluctantly and just stared at each other. Even with your grief and loss still very real and raw, you just knew things would be okay. Maybe not everything but isn’t that just life?

“Come on Auden, lets get out of here. I’ll explain everything, I-I did want I had to. He needed to be safe, We I-I couldn’t give him that.” Din sighed, his brown eyes red and swollen from his own tears and inner torment.

“I know Din, I-I know it just caught me off again, I can’t stand to lose anyone else.”

Din looked down to you and gently put you down knowing you could feel your legs again.

“You’ll never lose me. Ever. That’s a promise I will keep, I love you.”

You took his gloved hand in your own and smiled.

“I know.”

I couldn’t be sure I had a feeling so peculiar that this pain wouldn’t be for

Evermore.

#evermore #din djarin #the mandalorian #oc #all the feels #the finale still killed me #grogu #agnst #i'm sorry #willezarr #dindjarindiaries #@dindjarindiaries @willezarr

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shewritestheblues · 4 years ago

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The Elevator Bae x Chapter 6

Chapter SIX

Erik x Black OC (Phoenix)

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Camren stood in the center of everyone as they crowded around her singing Happy Birthday to her. She was all smiles with her Birthday Girl tiara on, holding up her glass of champagne. She swayed her hips back and forth until they finished.

“Thank you guys! This dinner was amazing. I love every single one of yall, but.. Ya’ girl is ready to turn up,” She points to Mica and Phoenix. “I know there’s more.”

“There’s always more.” Mica says.

Camren says good-bye to her family. Phoenix and Ava thanked everyone for coming out while Mica headed to the parking lot to get Ava’s truck.

Camren, Phoenix, Tiana and Ave piled themselves in Ava’s truck and Mica drove them to the club. As they approached the door, one of the security guards noticed Phoenix.

“Big Blue! What’s up lil mama?”

“Hey Jimmy.” she hugs him.

“They with you?” he motions to the women behind her.

“Of course. It’s Cam’s bday.”

Jimmy nods his head in Camren’s direction, “Happy Birthday. Blue got you the best section in this bitch.”

Camren can’t control herself, bouncing on her feet. “She was always my favorite.”

All of the women look at Camren. “Anything for you, Cam.” Phoenix says, grabbing Camren’s hand is leading them inside. Mica was the last in the small line of women and Jimmy stopped her.

“What’s your name lil mama?”

Mica looked him up and down, checking out his tatted, chiseled arms. He stands 6’4 with the prettiest teeth she had seen on a man. “Mica.” she finally responded.

“Come see me before y’all leave, alright?”

“Yeah, I got you.”

He winks at her and she turns to continue into the club where she found her friends watching her from inside the door.

“I see you, Mica. He fine as hell.” Tiana says.

The ladies follow Phoenix as she leads them to through the club. They traveled across the dance floor, around a huge bar and up a flight of stairs and glowed as they stepped on each step. They continued walking until they reached a huge section, with four bottles of Hennessy already waiting on ice. Coby was already there with a few other friends. He greeted each woman with a huge until her got to Ava. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and kissing her. Phoenix proceeded to line up shot glasses and fill them with Hennessy. Each of her friends grabbed their glass, raising it in the air.

“Happy Birthday Camren. We love your crazy ass to the moon and back.” Phoenix says.

Everyone shouts, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!”

Tossing their shot glasses back, the women have begun their turn up. A few more shots and they were all twerking on each other and talking their shit, rapping along to every song that came on.

“We need a group picture.” Camren yells into Mica’s ear. Mica passes the message on, gathering all the women up near the balcony. Coby patiently waiting, and laughing, as they tried to map out their drunk poses.

“Can y’all c’mon?”

“WE’RE READY!”

Coby takes their pictures, getting every angle just in case somebody doesn’t like their face in the last pic. Because someone WILL decide on one that they don’t like.

“Send those to me.” Each of them yelled at Coby.

They continued to drink and dance. Drinking always gave Phoenix a bit more courage (and weed calms her nerves enough for her to be bold). She was also an I love you drunk and the feeling were starting to come out. She sat on Ava’s lap, hugging her. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Philly.” Ava smiles.

Mica, Camren and Tiana stood in front of them, “You don’t love us?” Camren yelled.

“Of course I love you. I love all of you so much.”

“We love you too.”

Camren pulls all of them into a group hug. “Thank You for my birthday.”

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As the night progressed, Phoenix found herself just sitting on the couch, babysitting her fourth drink, watching everyone around her. Mica joins her on the couch.

“You good?” she asked.

“Yeah. I’m just chilling.”

“Did you text your man, yet?”

“My what!” Phoenix acts surprised.

“YOUR MAN!”

Phoenix playfully rolls her eyes, “No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t-- I don’t wanna be all clingy. He just gave me his number a couple hours ago.”

Camren squeezes herself between them. “What are yall over here talking about?”

Mica looks at Phoenix, expecting her to spill it. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.

“Ugh. I’m trying to tell her to text her man.” Mica finally speaks up.

Camren pinches Phoenix, making her look back to them. “You have a man? Philly! Is he cute?”

“He’s not my man.”

“You want him to be. I seen how y’all was looking at each other.” Mica intervenes.

“We’re building a friendship.” Phoenix says trying to convince herself more than her friends.

“Those are the best kinds. But you never told me if he’s cute or not.”

“Yea--”

Mica interrupts, shaking her head. “The nigga is fine, Cam. He thick too. He just screams big dick energy.”

Camren looks impressed. “Girl, text him.”

Phoenix sighs, processing her friends words. The two of them leave her be on the couch once again. She downs the rest of her drink because fuck it. Erik is about to get this text. She picks up her phone from the table in front of her, typing her message.

Phoenix: Wassup Stevens. Guess who?

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Erik had just laid down in his bed. Tired was an understatement. He had worked out hard, earlier that day. After his exchange with Phoenix in the garage, he stopped by his friend, TJ’s place. Catching up and playing 2k. He had cancelled plans with TJ to go to the studio with Phoenix. After a few hours of that and eating a pound of wings, he was home, showered and ready to sleep. That is, until his phone vibrated on his nightstand. He reached for it not really expecting it to be anything. A random number texted him with the message, Wassup Stevens. Guess who?

He knew better. Of course it was Phoenix, but Erik being Erik, he had to have fun with this. His sleep could wait. His thumbs moved around the small keyboard, creating a response.

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Phoenix watched as the text bubbles popped up. She bit her lip to stop her smile from forming and waiting to see what he is going to say.

Erik😛: hmm, 🤔this Tiffany?

Phoenix: Boy, you got me fucked up.

Erik😛: lmao. Relax, Im just messing with you. I know this you baby girl.

Phoenix: You’re an asshole.🙄

Erik😛: You dont mind it though.

Phoenix: anyways. Wyd?

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Erik had completely sat up in his bed now. He wasted no time on saving her number as ‘Babygirl’.

Erik: Been laying here, waiting on you to hit me up. You still out?

Babygirl: Yeah and my bad.🙈 Didn't mean to keep you waiting.

Erik: I don't mind waiting on you.

Babygirl: Don’t make me blush Stevens.

Erik pictured just how she looks blushing and that made him blush. His cheeks were becoming sore from how big he was smiling. Little did he know, she was looking like a complete dork, smiling at her phone in the middle of the club as well.

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Phoenix sat in the corner of the club couch texting Erik until her friends were ready to go. They had all decided they would stay at Coby’s house for the night. His place was their usual ‘after the club’ crashing spot. He had plenty of space for all of them. Tonight would be no different. The women piled into Ava’s Jeep. Camren laid out on the laps of those who sat in the back seat and Ava sat up front with her man. One of Coby’s friends took charge of his car and followed him home.

Phoenix couldn’t wait to make it to Coby’s house to continue texting Erik. She kept her phone in her clutch. She didn’t want to risk one of friends seeing her texting him and trying to be all up in her business even more than they already were.

“Let’s get some wings.” Camren shouted from the backseat.

“Where in the hell are we gonna get some wings from at 2:30 in the morning Cam?”

“I don’t know. I’m hungry.”

“I’m hungry too.” Mica and Tiana said at the same time.

“You hungry too, Philly?” Coby asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.

“When am I not hungry?”

“Y’all gotta be shitting me,” Coby drags his hands over his face. He looks over to see Ava passed out against the window. “Listen. There nowhere that’s open right now that has wings. I can take y’all to McDonalds.”

“YES! I want some nuggets.” Camren sat up, almost hitting her head on the top of the truck.

“Anything else?” Coby asked.

The women started shouting out orders.

“Large fry.” “Nuggets!” “McChicken with cheese.” “Nuggets.”

Coby headed to McDonalds to get their food and take them to his house. He knew they would regret this decision in the morning but he’d rather that than to hear a bunch of drunk women cuss him out over some damn Nuggets if he told them No.

It took forever for McDonald’s to fill his large order. The women whined in protest to how long they were waiting. They finally got the food and dug in without a second thought.

“And y’all better not spill shit in her truck. I’m not trynna hear Ava’s mouth about nothing tomorrow.”

With that being said, Coby got them in the house safely and full. Each woman crashed in different areas of the house. By the time they made it to their destination, Phoenix had forgotten about her text conversation with Erik and passed out in one of Coby’s guest rooms.

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Waking up was rough. Phoenix could feel her heart beating in her head. She rolled around the bed, feeling through the sheets for her phone. The sun was shining bright through the window, she her task was tough when her head was buried under the covers. Not having any luck, she finally got up, still in her dress, to look for her clutch. Somehow, it made its way to the floor at the foot of the bed. She took out her phone to see that it's just past noon and she had two unread text from Erik. She grinned big, swiping her screen to open the messages. She scrolled a bit to read her last response to see what exactly he was responding to because in all honesty, she only remembered a few bits of last night after her third shot.

Phoenix: So are you gonna tell me your reasons for picking the tongue out emoji?

Erik😛: You’re not ready to find that out yet.

Erik😛: lol, you must be KO. Hope you had fun baby girl. Text me when you get up.

Phoenix couldn’t contain her excitement that they were actually texting each other now. No more waiting to just see him on the elevators. Her excitement took a turn when her head started spinning. She felt a knot in her throat. She tried to swallow it back down but there was no stopping it. She had to find a toilet, NOW! She ran into the guest bathroom, throwing up last nights drunk food. She leaned over the toilet, chastising herself. Finally sure that she got it all out, she got up to slowly walk her body out into the hallway. Since Coby’s house is their go to after the club, Coby started keeping a change of clothes for them. She made her way to the hall closet where he kept, t-shirts, leggings, etc along with towels. She picked out a fresh set of clothes and towels and went back into the guest bathroom and showered.

Phoenix got dressed and put her hair up into a top knot bun and went downstairs to find everyone else. She found Coby and Ava in the kitchen. Mica was still asleep in the living room, on the couch. The birthday girl and Tiana were somewhere, probably still asleep.

“Morning.” Coby said. His voice sounded like he was speaking in a megaphone.

“Morning.” she whined.

“C’mon over here,” He motioned to the car seat next to Ava, who was leaning over her arm. “I’ll make you some coffee too.”

Phoenix joined them, laying her head down over her hands. Coby started making her some coffee. He placed the creamer and sugar in front of her.

“My face hurt.” Ava finally spoke.

Coby slid a fresh cup of coffee to Phoenix. She added her creamer and more than enough sugar and sipped it slow.

“It’s almost one. I doubt we make it to brunch.” Phoenix says between sips.

They sat there in silence for awhile before they heard someone dragging their feet into the kitchen. “Morning.” They heard from a yawning voice. It was Camren.

“Morning, birthday girl.” Coby said.

“Stop yelling.” Camren said, leaning over the counter.

“I’m not yelling.”

“I want coffee.”

“Me too.” Mica says, joining them in the kitchen with Tiana right behind her. Coby went ahead and made all three of them some coffee. “Y’all need to eat.” He said filling their mugs.

“I want Roscoe’s.” Camren says.

“Tell me what y’all want and I’ll get it. I know yall asses aint trying to leave no time soon.”

Ava typed up their orders on her phone and sent it in a text to Coby. He left to get their food. While they waited, Camren, Mica and Tiana took showers. Ava and Phoenix waited for them to finish in the backyard, on the patio. They sat out there, both wearing a pair of Coby’s sunglasses in an attempt to block out the sun.

Phoenix remembered that she hadn’t yet texted Erik back. Her thumbs hovered over the phone until she could figure out what to say.

Phoenix: Hey, sorry. I was slumped last night. Good afternoon though.

The text bubbles popped up immediately.

Erik😛: It’s all good baby girl. You have fun?

Phoenix: Yeah. Feels like Im dying now though.

Erik😛: You eat something yet?

Phoenix: Coby’s getting us food. He should be here soon. Wyd?

Erik😛: Tell that nigga hurry up and feed my girl.

Erik😛: Im running some errands.

His girl? Phoenix didn’t mind being called his girl.

Phoenix: Im ya’ girl now?

Before Erik could text back, the rest of her friends joined her and Ava outside and they all started talking about the night before. Reminiscing on the fun times they had. Camren thanked them again for making sure her birthday was special.

“We have one more gift for you, Cam Bam.” Mica says.

“Yall have done enough. Stop it.”

“Girl bye. It’s your birthday.” Ava says walking back into the house.

“What y'all get me?” Camren looks at Phoenix and Mica. Neither of them respond. “Stop playing. What is it?”

Ava joins them again with an envelope in hand, giving it to Camren. “Open it.”

She opens it and pulls out a packet that pictures a villa and things to do on an island.

“What is this?” she yells out in excitement.

Tiana snatches the papers from her hands, “Girl, a vacation.”

“Are yall serious?”

“Mhmm,” Phoenix nods her head. “Five nights and six days in Turks and Caicos. Next month. All five of us.”

Camren started to cry. They hugged her and made fun of her for always crying. Coby comes back in with the food. He brings it outside to them.

“Damn, Cam. You always crying, bro.” he says, sitting the food on the table.

“Shut up. They got me a vacation.”

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Phoenix walks through her door, exhausted. She threw her body on her couch. What a day. Camren loved her birthday and her gift. Phoenix enjoyed her friends but let's be honest… people, including her friends, were tiring. Her social battery died hours ago. The relief to be home, alone in her own space. She laid there with her eyes closed, taking in the silence of her living room. Her phone goes off, taking Phoenix from her mind. She gets up to find it. She dropped all of her belongings on the floor when she came in and searched through her bag for it. Finally finding it, she has a text from Erik.

Erik😛: You made it in?

Suddenly, Phoenix had energy. She sat on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. Smiling down at her phone, she responds.

Phoenix: yeah. Just got in.

Erik😛: wow, smh. Thanks for letting me know.

Phoenix: lol im sorry.

Biting her lip, she wants to do something. Her thumbs hover her keyboard. Erik hadn’t texted back yet so she still had time. Fuck it! What’s the worst that could happen?

Phoenix: Are you home?

The three minutes it took for him to respond felt like three years. Her palms were sweaty as she watched the bubbles pop up on the screen.

Erik😛: yeah. Whats up?

Phoenix: wanna come hang out with me?

Phoenix drops her phone on the floor. Her nerves taking over. “What the fuck am I doing? Am I doing this right now?” Her phone dings. She couldn’t open the message. What if he doesn’t want to? She picks up her phone, taking in a shaky breath as she swipes his message open.

Erik😛: 👀 yeah.

Erik😛: I got something for you too.

Phoenix: for me? What is it?

Erik😛: I’ll be down there in a minute. You’ll see.

Phoenix jumps up and picking up her bag and clothes from the night before, tossing them in her room and closing her bedroom door. She rushes back into the living room, turning on the tv. She checks her snack cabinet. She has plenty. “Okay...okay,” she says to herself. “We’re all good. This is gonna be cool. Just two friends--” her words are cut off by a knock at the door. She wipes her sweaty palms on her leggings and makes her way to the door. She opens the door and the site before her, snatched her breath. Erik stood there with his bare, muscled arms on full display as he sported a crisp, white fitted tank, paired with heather grey joggers that hung low. His dreads hung wildly over his face. She took in his seemingly flawless appearance piece by piece. Phoenix hadn’t realized that she was standing there, just staring at him until her waved his hand in her face, breaking her trance.

“Phoenix!” his voice boomed through her ears, flowing down into her chest. She squeezes eyes shut to regroup. She opens her eyes, pushing a small smile.

“Sorry.” she steps back to welcome him in.

He chuckles to himself. “You good, baby girl. You like what you see. I understand.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Stevens.”

He follows her to the couch. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a blunt. “This is for you.”

“Aw, thanks Stevens. We can smoke this right now, actually.”

He gives her a lighter and she lights the blunt taking a hit. Then another. She passes it to him. He takes a drag.

“So Stevens, I figured you could watch Steven Universe with me and eat Oreos.”

“Steven Universe? What the fuck is that?” he passes her the blunt.

“Only my favorite cartoon ever. It’s really good. You’re gonna like it.”

She gives him back the blunt and starts the show from episode one. She grabs a few snacks from the kitchen. “Look what I got.” She holds up two Martinelli Apple Juice. Erik holds his heart with a smile.

“You remembered.”

She joins him again on the couch, sitting so close, their thighs were touching. As the first episode begins, Phoenix sings along with the theme song. Erik watches her with a smile at how excited she was to be singing along. Erik reached down, grabbing her ankles and sliding her legs over his lap. She watched him, not taking her eyes from his hands as his fingertips trailed up her leg until he reached her thigh. He gripped her thigh and massaged it. The entire time his eyes never left the tv screen. Phoenix’s breath hitched as he continued rubbing the spot where his hand rested on her. She looked up at him. He was sitting there like he was just unaware of what he was doing. Something happened on the show that made him laugh and she watched as his body bounced with laughter. To distract herself, she stuffed an Oreo in her mouth and did her best to pay attention to the tv.

“Damn girl, you hogging the cookies.”

Phoenix had been cradling the pack of cookies, eating one right after the other. “Sorry. You want one?”

“Yeah. Feed me one.”

“Feed you one?”

“Yeah, c’mon girl.” He opened his mouth.

She slowly swallowed the remaining pieces she was holding in her mouth. She held the Oreo between her fingers, “You want me to break it for you?”

He cuts his eye at her. “Phoenix, I’m a grown ass man. Put the cookie in my mouth.”

She looked at him with a smirk. She would gladly put the cookie in his mouth. She giggled as she fed him the cookie. He caught on to why she was tickled and laughed himself. “You’re childish baby girl.”

“You said it.”

They continued watching the show and eventually ate the entire pack of Oreos. They were seven episodes deep when Phoenix found herself leaning on Erik’s shoulder. Her fingers were absentmindedly tracing his scars. When she noticed what she was doing, she looked at him, wondering if he knew what she was doing. Was he secretly enjoying it? He could feel her staring at the side of his face. He peeks over at her.

“What?” he asked.

She rubs her thumbs over her scars in thought. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

Looking at his arm, “What’s the meaning behind these?”

He watches as her thumbs move softly over his scars. He clenches his jaw and unclenches. Their eyes meet.

“Can I trust you?” he asked.

“I’m pretty sure if you couldn’t trust me, you wouldn’t be sitting here with me right now.”

“True. If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’t look at me any differently.”

“I promise.”

He sits there for a moment, gathering the right words. Phoenix was patient with him. She knew there was a deeper story to him. She was willing to sit there as long as she needed for him to feel comfortable. She continued to rub her thumb over her scars in the hopes that it would settle his thoughts.

“Remember when I told you my parents died when I was young and I had to take care of myself?” he started. Phoenix nodded, remembering their conversation in the studio. “That shit changed me. It was nothing that I could do. I was ready to give it to any and everybody. But I was smart about it. I went to the Navy. I trained. I worked hard. I was the best nigga they had. When it was time to get my boots on the ground, I made sure I always hit my target and anything that tried to get in my way. Each kill became a mark.”

Phoenix’s eyes trailed down in arm. There were so many scars. That meant so many bodies.

“I was top ranked. I was given the name Killmonger because I had so many kills.” he continued. “The scars were my way of making sure everybody knew how powerful I was. I wasn’t somebody to be fucked with. I’m not that helpless little boy on missions.”

Phoenix’s thumb motions stopped but she still held his arm in her hand. He looked over at her, searching her face for any sign of disgust or hate. Nothing. Her eyes met his.

“So you still do those missions?” she asked.

“Yeah. They’re a little different now.”

Phoenix seemed interested in what he meant. So he continued telling her how he is chosen for the top missions because of his skill. She asked about his parents and for the first time ever, Erik explained the truth about them. His mother dying in prison. His father being a prince of Wakanda and being killed by his own brother. The more he talked about Wakanda, Phoenix became confused.

“Wait… I thought Wakanada was like a third world country.” she said.

“That’s what they tell the world, but it’s far from a third world country.”

Phoenix sat there quietly, looking off at nothing. She pulled herself away from him in thought. He took that as her hating him.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you Phoenix.”

Her head snapped toward him. “It never crossed my mind that you would. I don’t think you’re a big, bad, scary person, E. Like you said, you did what you had to do.”

“Then why did you move over there?”

“Just thinking. I couldn’t imagine having to go through any of that. Here I am thinking my life was so shitty back in Detroit. Sure, it was bad but things could’ve been worse. You’re strong as fuck and honestly, I wish I had balls like you.”

A cheesy smile crept up on Erik’s face. “Nobody got balls like me.”

Phoenix looks at him with a straight face. “Wow. Here I am thinking we’re having a moment and you wanna talk about your balls.”

“You brought up my balls baby girl. I’ll gladly share them with you.”

“You know what I meant.” She said, hitting him in the chest.

“C’mere you little angry bird.” Erik pulls Phoenix back over to him. This time, he pulled her onto his lap. Sitting on him, she could feel his dick under his thin shorts. This man was blessed. He moved his body up, adjusting himself. He had to know exactly what he was doing. Staying up there would be dangerous. She needed to move herself. So she slid her body down to where she is now pinned between him and the arm of the chair. He legs are sitting on top of his. He gripped her thighs again. “You made me miss what happened so we have to start this episode over.” He picked up the remote, restarting the episode. Phoenix didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. The two of them continue watching Steven Universe like nothing ever happened. He wrapped his hand around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.

Phoenix had drifted off to sleep. Erik softly shook her awake.

“Philly. Wake up baby girl.”

Phoenix slowly wakes up, stretching. “How long was I sleep?”

“Not long. But it’s getting late. I’m gonna get out of her and let you rest.”

Phoenix lays back on his shoulder. “You’re really comfortable.”

Erik scoops Phoenix up in his arms. He picks her up, as he stands and setting her down carefully on her feet. They share a smile. She follows him to the door to let him out. When they approach the door, Erik turns around and snakes his hand around Phoenix’s waist, pulling her into a hug. She automatically wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She took in his presence, one last time. He pulled back, grabbing her chin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. Her body melted into his as laid her head against his chest. “Don’t forget to text me about your show tomorrow.” he spoke lowly in her ear. All Phoenix would do was nod her head. He opened the door, stepping out.

“Goodnight baby girl.”

“Night, E.”

Closing the door and locking it. Phoenix leaned back on the door. She wanted so bad to turn her head and catch his lips with hers. She fought against it. Her brain now ringing with the ‘what if’s’ if she did. She couldn’t do this to herself. She was going to bed.

#the elevator bae #erik x phoenix #shewritestheblues

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dreamgirl4certain · 5 years ago

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The Elevator Bae

ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

Chapter SIX

Erik x Black OC (Phoenix)

A/N: This one is kinda long. I had a good, black time writing this chapter. Things are definitely picking up more with this one. :)

“Thank you guys! This dinner was amazing. I love every single one of yall, but.. Ya’ girl is ready to turn up,” She points to Mica and Phoenix. “I know there’s more.”

“There’s always more.” Mica says.

Camren says good-bye to her family. Phoenix and Ava thanked everyone for coming out while Mica headed to the parking lot to get Ava’s truck.

Camren, Phoenix, Tiana and Ava piled themselves in Ava’s truck and Mica drove them to the club. As they approached the door, one of the security guards noticed Phoenix.

“Big Blue! What’s up lil mama?”

“Hey Jimmy.” she hugs him.

“They with you?” he motions to the women behind her.

“Of course. It’s Cam’s Bday.”

Jimmy nods his head in Camren’s direction, “Happy Birthday. Blue got you the best section in this bitch.”

Camren can’t control herself, bouncing on her feet. “She was always my favorite.”

All of the women look at Camren. “Anything for you, Cam.” Phoenix says, grabbing Camren’s hand is leading them inside. Mica was the last in the small line of women and Jimmy stopped her.

“What’s your name lil mama?”

Mica looked him up and down, checking out his tatted, chiseled arms. He stands 6’4 with the prettiest teeth she had seen on a man. “Mica.” she finally responded.

“Come see me before y’all leave, alright?”

“Yeah, I got you.”

He winks at her and she turns to continue into the club where she found her friends watching her from inside the door.

“I see you, Mica. He fine as hell.” Tiana says.

The ladies follow Phoenix as she leads them to through the club. They traveled across the dance floor, around a huge bar and up a flight of stairs and glowed as they stepped on each step. They continued walking until they reached a huge section, with four bottles of Hennessy already waiting on ice. Coby was already there with a few other friends. He greeted each woman with a hug until her got to Ava. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and kissing her. Phoenix proceeded to line up shot glasses and fill them with Hennessy. Each of her friends grabbed their glass, raising it in the air.

“Happy Birthday Camren. We love your crazy ass to the moon and back.” Phoenix says.

Everyone shouts, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAM!”

Tossing their shot glasses back, the women have begun their turn up. A few more shots and they were all twerking on each other and talking their shit, rapping along to every song that came on.

“Can y’all c’mon?”

“WE’RE READY!”

Coby takes their pictures, getting every angle just in case somebody doesn’t like their face in the last pic. Because someone WILL decide on one that they don’t like.

“Send those to me.” Each of them yelled at Coby.

“I love you too, Philly.” Ava smiles.

Mica, Camren and Tiana stood in front of them, “You don’t love us?” Camren yelled.

“Of course I love you. I love all of you so much.”

“We love you too.”

Camren pulls all of them into a group hug. “Thank You for my birthday.”

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As the night progressed, Phoenix found herself just sitting on the couch, babysitting her fourth drink, watching everyone around her. Mica joins her on the couch.

“You good?” she asked.

“Yeah. I’m just chilling.”

“Did you text your man, yet?”

“My what!” Phoenix acts surprised.

“YOUR MAN!”

Phoenix playfully rolls her eyes, “No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t-- I don’t wanna be all clingy. He just gave me his number a couple hours ago.”

Camren squeezes herself between them. “What are yall over here talking about?”

Mica looks at Phoenix, expecting her to spill it. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.

“Ugh. I’m trying to tell her to text her man.” Mica finally speaks up.

Camren pinches Phoenix, making her look back to them. “You have a man? Philly! Is he cute?”

“He’s not my man.”

“You want him to be. I seen how y’all was looking at each other.” Mica intervenes.

“We’re building a friendship.” Phoenix says trying to convince herself more than her friends.

“Those are the best kinds. But IS HE CUTE?!”

“Yea--”

“The nigga is fine, Cam,” Mica interrupts, shaking her head. “He thick too. He just screams big dick energy.”

Camren looks impressed. “Girl, text him.”

Phoenix: Wassup Stevens. Guess who?

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He knew better. Of course it was Phoenix, but Erik being Erik, he had to have fun with this. His sleep could wait. His thumbs moved around the small keyboard, creating a response.

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Phoenix watched as the text bubbles popped up. She bit her lip to stop her smile from forming and waiting to see what he is going to say.

Erik😛: hmm, 🤔this Tiffany?

Phoenix: Boy, you got me fucked up.

Erik😛: lmao. Relax, Im just messing with you. I know this you baby girl.

Phoenix: You’re an asshole.🙄

Erik😛: You dont mind it though.

Phoenix: anyways. Wyd?

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Erik had completely sat up in his bed now. He wasted no time on saving her number as ‘Babygirl’.

Erik: Been laying here, waiting on you to hit me up. You still out?

Babygirl: Yeah and my bad.🙈 Didn't mean to keep you waiting.

Erik: I don't mind waiting on you.

Babygirl: Don’t make me blush Stevens.

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“Let’s get some wings.” Camren shouted from the backseat.

“Where in the hell are we gonna get some wings from at 2:30 in the morning Cam?”

“I don’t know. I’m hungry.”

“I’m hungry too.” Mica and Tiana said at the same time.

“Let me guess. You hungry too, Philly?” Coby asked, looking at her through the rear view mirror.

“When am I not hungry?”

“Y’all gotta be shitting me,” Coby drags his hands over his face. He looks over to see Ava passed out against the window. “Listen. There’s nowhere that’s open right now that has wings. I can take y’all to McDonalds.”

“YES! I want some nuggets.” Camren sat up, almost hitting her head on the top of the truck.

“Anything else?” Coby asked.

The women started shouting out orders.

“Large fry.” “Nuggets!” “McChicken with cheese.” “Nuggets.”

It took forever for McDonald’s to fill his large order. The women whined in protest to how long they were waiting. They finally got the food and dug in without a second thought.

“And y’all better not spill shit in her truck. I’m not trynna hear Ava’s mouth about nothing tomorrow.”

Coby got them in the house safely and full. Each woman crashed in different areas of the house. By the time they made it to their destination, Phoenix had forgotten about her text conversation with Erik and passed out in one of Coby’s guest rooms.

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Waking up was rough. Phoenix could feel her heart beating in her head. She rolled around the bed, feeling through the sheets for her phone. The sun was shining bright through the window, so her task was tough with her head buried under the covers. Not having any luck, she finally got up, still in her dress, to look for her clutch. Somehow, it made its way to the floor at the foot of the bed. She took out her phone to see that it's just past noon and she had two unread text from Erik. She grinned big, swiping her screen to open the messages. She scrolled a bit to read her last response to see what exactly he was responding to because in all honesty, she only remembered a few bits of last night after her third shot.

Phoenix: So are you gonna tell me your reasons for picking the tongue out emoji?

Erik😛: You’re not ready to find that out yet.

Erik😛: lol, you must be KO. Hope you had fun baby girl. Text me when you get up.

“Morning.” Coby said. His voice sounded like he was speaking in a megaphone.

“Morning.” she whined.

“C’mon over here,” He motioned to the car seat next to Ava, who was leaning over her arm. “I’ll make you some coffee too.”

Phoenix joined them, laying her head down over her hands. Coby started making her some coffee. He placed the creamer and sugar in front of her.

“My face hurt.” Ava finally spoke.

Coby slid a fresh cup of coffee to Phoenix. She added her creamer and more than enough sugar and sipped it slow.

“It’s almost one. I doubt we make it to brunch.” Phoenix says between sips.

They sat there in silence for awhile before they heard someone dragging their feet into the kitchen. “Morning.” They heard from a yawning voice. It was Camren.

“Morning, birthday girl.” Coby said.

“Stop yelling.” Camren said, leaning over the counter.

“I’m not yelling.”

“I want coffee.”

“Me too.” Mica says, joining them in the kitchen with Tiana right behind her. Coby went ahead and made all three of them some coffee. “Y’all need to eat.” He said filling their mugs.

“I want Roscoe’s.” Camren says.

“Tell me what y’all want and I’ll get it. I know yall asses aint trying to leave no time soon.”

Phoenix remembered that she hadn’t yet texted Erik back. Her thumbs hovered over the phone until she could figure out what to say.

Phoenix: Hey, sorry. I was slumped last night. Good afternoon though.

The text bubbles popped up immediately.

Erik😛: It’s all good baby girl. You have fun?

Phoenix: Yeah. Feels like Im dying now though.

Erik😛: You eat something yet?

Phoenix: Coby’s getting us food. He should be here soon. Wyd?

Erik😛: Tell that nigga hurry up and feed my girl.

Erik😛: Im running some errands.

His girl? Phoenix didn’t mind being called his girl.

Phoenix: Im ya’ girl now?

“We have one more gift for you, Cam Bam.” Mica says.

“Yall have done enough. Stop it.”

“Girl bye. It’s your birthday.” Ava says walking back into the house.

“What y'all get me?” Camren looks at Phoenix and Mica. Neither of them respond. “Stop playing. What is it?”

Ava joins them again with an envelope in hand, giving it to Camren. “Open it.”

She opens it and pulls out a packet that pictures a villa and things to do on an island.

“What is this?” she yells out in excitement.

Tiana snatches the papers from her hands, “Girl, a vacation.”

“Are yall serious?”

“Mhmm,” Phoenix nods her head. “Five nights and six days in Turks and Caicos. Next month. All five of us.”

Camren started to cry. They hugged her and made fun of her for always crying. Coby comes back in with the food. He brings it outside to them.

“Damn, Cam. You always crying, bro.” he says, sitting the food on the table.

“Shut up. They got me a vacation.”

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Erik😛: You made it in?

Suddenly, Phoenix had energy. She sat on the floor, bringing her knees to her chest. Smiling down at her phone, she responds.

Phoenix: yeah. Just got in.

Erik😛: wow, smh. Thanks for letting me know.

Phoenix: lol im sorry.

Biting her lip, she wants to do something. Her thumbs hover her keyboard. Erik hadn’t texted back yet so she still had time. Fuck it! What’s the worst that could happen?

Phoenix: Are you home?

The three minutes it took for him to respond felt like three years. Her palms were sweaty as she watched the bubbles pop up on the screen.

Erik😛: yeah. Whats up?

Phoenix: wanna come hang out with me?

Phoenix drops her phone on the floor. Her nerves taking over. “What the fuck am I doing? Am I doing this right now?” She asks herself. Her phone dings. She couldn’t open the message. What if he doesn’t want to? She picks up her phone, taking in a shaky breath as she swipes his message open.

Erik😛: 👀 yeah.

Erik😛: I got something for you too.

Phoenix: for me? What is it?

Erik😛: I’ll be down there in a minute. You’ll see.

“Phoenix!” his voice boomed through her ears, flowing down into her chest. She squeezes eyes shut to regroup. She opens her eyes, pushing a small smile.

“Sorry.” she steps back to welcome him in.

He chuckles to himself. “You good, baby girl. You like what you see. I understand.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Stevens.”

He follows her to the couch. He digs into his pocket, pulling out a blunt. “This is for you.”

“Aw, thanks Stevens. We can smoke this right now, actually.”

He gives her a lighter and she lights the blunt taking a hit. Then another. She passes it to him. He takes a drag.

“So Stevens, I figured you could watch Steven Universe with me and eat Oreos.”

“Steven Universe? What the fuck is that?” he passes her the blunt.

“Only my favorite cartoon ever. It’s really good. You’re gonna like it.”

“You remembered.”

Erik had mentioned in the studio how much her loved Martinelli’s. She joins him again on the couch, sitting so close, their thighs were touching. As the first episode begins, Phoenix sings along with the theme song. Erik watches her with a smile. Erik reached down, grabbing her ankles and sliding her legs over his lap. She watched him, not taking her eyes from his hands as his fingertips trailed up her leg until he reached her thigh. He gripped her thigh and massaged it. The entire time his eyes never left the tv screen. Phoenix’s breath hitched as he continued rubbing the spot where his hand rested on her. She looked up at him. He was sitting there like he was just unaware of what he was doing. Something happened on the show that made him laugh and she watched as his body bounced with laughter. To distract herself, she stuffed an Oreo in her mouth and did her best to pay attention to the tv.

“Damn girl, you hogging the cookies.”

Phoenix had been cradling the pack of cookies, eating one right after the other. “Sorry. You want one?”

“Yeah. Feed me one.”

“Feed you one?”

“Yeah, c’mon girl.” He opened his mouth.

She slowly swallowed the remaining pieces she was holding in her mouth. She held the Oreo between her fingers, “You want me to break it for you?”

He cuts his eye at her. “Phoenix, I’m a grown ass man. Put the cookie in my mouth.”

“You said it.”

“What?” he asked.

She rubs her thumbs over her scars in thought. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

Looking at his arm, “What’s the meaning behind these?”

He watches as her thumbs move softly over his scars. He clenches his jaw and unclenches. Their eyes meet.

“Can I trust you?” he asked.

“I’m pretty sure if you couldn’t trust me, you wouldn’t be sitting here with me right now.”

“True. If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won’t look at me any differently.”

“I promise.”

Phoenix’s eyes trailed down in arm. There were so many scars. That meant so many bodies.

Phoenix’s thumb motions stopped but she still held his arm in her hand. He looked over at her, searching her face for any sign of disgust or hate. Her eyes met his.

“So you still do those missions?” she asked.

“Yeah. They’re a little different now.”

“Wait… I thought Wakanada was like a third world country.” she said.

“That’s what they tell the world, but it’s far from a third world country.”

Phoenix sat there quietly, looking off at nothing. She pulled herself away from him in thought. He took that as her hating him.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you Phoenix.”

Her head snapped toward him. “It never crossed my mind that you would. I don’t think you’re a big, bad, scary person, E. Like you said, you did what you had to do.”

“Then why did you move over there?”

A cheesy smile crept up on Erik’s face. “Nobody got balls like me.”

Phoenix looks at him with a straight face. “Wow. Here I am thinking we’re having a moment and you wanna talk about your balls.”

“You brought up my balls baby girl. I’ll gladly share them with you.”

“You know what I meant.” She said, hitting him in the chest.

“C’mere you little angry bird.” Erik pulls Phoenix back over to him. This time, he pulled her onto his lap. While sitting on him, she could feel his dick through his sweatpants. Was he free balling? It felt like all he was sporting were the shorts. This man was blessed. He moved his body up, adjusting himself. He had to know exactly what he was doing. Staying up there would be dangerous. She needed to move herself. So she slid her body down to where she is now pinned between him and the arm of the couch. Her legs are sitting on top of his. He gripped her thighs again. “You made me miss what happened so we have to start this episode over.” He picked up the remote, restarting the episode. Phoenix didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. The two of them continue watching Steven Universe like nothing ever happened. He wrapped his hand around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.

Phoenix had drifted off to sleep. Erik softly shook her awake.

“Philly. Wake up baby girl.”

Phoenix slowly wakes up, stretching. “How long was I sleep?”

“Not long. But it’s getting late. I’m gonna get out of here and let you rest.”

Phoenix lays back on his shoulder. “You’re really comfortable.”

Erik scoops Phoenix up in his arms. He picks her up as he stands and setting her down carefully on her feet. They share a smile. She follows him to the door to let him out. When they approach the door, Erik turns around and snakes his hand around Phoenix’s waist, pulling her into a hug. She automatically wrapped both of her arms around his neck. She took in his presence one last time. He pulled back and grabbed her chin. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek. Her body melted into his as she laid her head against his chest. “Don’t forget to text me about your show tomorrow.” he spoke lowly in her ear. All Phoenix would do was nod her head. He opened the door, stepping out.

“Goodnight baby girl.”

“Night, E.”

Closing the door and locking it. Phoenix leaned back on the door. She wanted so bad to turn her head and catch his lips with hers. Her brain now ringing with the ‘what if’s’ if she did. She couldn’t do this to herself. She was going to bed.

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dissoluteways · 6 years ago

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concert

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PAIRING: Wonsik/OC RATING: Explicit WARNINGS: Just sex :))) WORDCOUNT: 2522

Notes: I don’t know WHY i keep asking yall for drabble ideas when i can never write anything shorter than 1k. Even i tried to make this like, fast!! and short!! but i couldn’t... I liked the idea. So someone requested sex after Wonsik’s concert so. Here it is!! Enjoy!

Being Wonsik’s girlfriend had a lot of perks, one of them being the amount of his concerts she could attend. She didn’t actually went to every gig he had, but she could watch him perform at his solo concerts more often than anyone.

He invited her to his last concert and she went, obviously, more than happy to be there and see him. It was amusing that she knew him outside of his celebrity persona, and he was nothing like what his showed on stage; he was generally shy, affectionate, humble and sweet. So when she watched him perform, wearing expensive clothes and rapping and dancing hard, she really wondered if it was Wonsik who was actually there on stage.

He was obviously handsome, that much she knew, but when he had a completely different effect on her when he took off his shirt in front of so many people who screamed his name, at awe with his presence, and then poured water on himself. Almost like he was giving a strip show. And it sounded funny in her head when she thought about it but she was also very aware of how provocative he was, all her blood in her body running to her face and making her blush. She tried to keep herself calm, knowing his manager and stylists were still around, also watching the concert with her.

“Did you like the concert, babe?” Wonsik asked once he came back from stage, wrapping one arm around her shoulder and pecking her on the lips.

“Of course, I loved it,” She replied, wrapping her arms around his waist. His shirt was wet but she didn’t care, instead she was reminded of how sexy he really was.

He kissed her again, this time a few more seconds longer. She wanted more but right then, it wasn’t the time or place.

After they had dinner along with the staff and dancers and everyone else, they finally went back to the hotel. She knew Wonsik was going straight for the shower as soon as he got inside, so she grabbed his hand right after she closed the door, pulling him towards her. He seemed surprised at first but wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

“Hello you,” He pressed his lips against hers, soft and sweet, and she felt like melting, running her hands up his back, holding him close.

“Go shower so we can cuddle,” She whispered against his lips, gently pushing him away.

“Cuddle, huh?” He smiled, teasing.

She pushed him away, and he laughed, walking towards the bathroom.

It was crazy how much she adored him, they’ve been dating for the longest time but she still blushed and felt something like butterflies in her stomach whenever she was around him. She changed into her nighties while she waited before taking off her makeup and brushing her hair. She was going through her messages on her phone when she felt a pair of hands sneaking around her waist.

“I see you still take those three seconds showers.”

“At least I don’t moisturize, shave and try to save the world while I’m in there.”

She turned her head to glare at him, but didn’t get a chance when he pressed his lips against hers.

“You’re lucky I wanna kiss you more than I wanna argue,” She said between kisses, throwing her phone on the bed and turning around to put her arms around his waist.

He smiled, running his fingers through her hair. She settled in bed, with Wonsik lying down by her side, snuggling in closer when he put his arm over her shoulder.

“I really liked the concert,” She commented, nuzzling his neck, “You dance so well, you should put more choreos in all your songs.”

“That’s a little hard to do when you’re rapping, but I’ll take the suggestion,” Wonsik chuckled, petting her head.

“That makes sense,” She blushed, feeling a little dumb, but knowing Wonsik didn’t think that. “You look great doing anything up there anyway.”

“Thank you,” Wonsik kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer.

“Do you actually take off your shirt in all your concerts? I think everyone already knows what you look like underneath,” She tugged at his shirt.

“Are you jealous?”

“Not really, I’m still the only one who gets to touch you… Right?”

“Yes, babe,” He looked completely smug, but she didn’t get to say anything when he brought her face closer to his and kissed her.

She really wasn’t that insecure, but when Wonsik was so attractive she couldn't help but worry at times. Of course, the fact that he was there, with his arms around her and his lips pressed against hers made her feel a lot safer.

It really felt like there wasn’t enough air in the room when Wonsik kissed her, yet at the same time she could spend the rest of her life kissing him. She cupped his face, gliding her lips over his before he slid his tongue to lick at her mouth. His hand on her shoulder got tighter, like he wanted her closer, and she sighed, feeling like she also wanted to melt right into him.

Wonsik slid his hand into her hair, running his fingers through it before tugging at it. The moan that left her lips was loud and needy, and she felt his smirk against her lips. She didn’t want to admit it was hot, but it was. Tugging at his shirt again, she pulled away, sitting up to take off the piece of clothing.

“You wanted to cuddle, huh?” The question was sarcastic and the look on his face so complacent, he looked even more luscious without a shirt on.

“You know well what I meant,” She straddled his waist, ignoring him when he started laughing.

She put her hands on his chest, tracing her fingers over the tattoo on his collarbone before trailing down. His skin was glowing and smooth; she loved touching him so much, she did it every time she got the chance.

“Your fans may get to see you shirtless, but I’m the only one who can touch you,” She softly caressed down his stomach while subtly moving her hips against his groin.

“Yes, baby,” Wonsik put his hands on her thighs, sliding upwards towards her hips, “I’m all yours.”

“Good,” She blushed a little, but continued stroking down his chest and stomach, scraping her nails over his skin.

Wonsik keps trailing his hands under her nighties, gently pulling at it to take it off. She pulled up her arms to help him get it up and off (she wondered why she even bothered putting it on in the first place), leaving her in just her panties. She squeaked when he suddenly sat up as well, making her lose balance and almost fall off.

She didn’t get a chance to complain before he was kissing her, sweet and hot at the same time. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Wonsik pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together, and she moaned into his mouth, feeling his hot skin against her, so needy to have him just like that. He bit her lower lip softly, making her whimper, running her fingers through his hair to tug at it.

She was seriously turned on since a few hours ago when she got to watch him perform, but everything was so urgent for Wonsik as well, the way his hands roamed her body and squeezing her flesh made it obvious that he was just as desperate as she was. And the way he was devouring her lips, as if his life depended on it.

When Wonsik grabbed her butt and smacked it, she couldn’t help how loud her gasp was. He seemed pleased with her reaction, by the way he was smiling against her lips, and spanked her again, this time more gentle. She responded by moving her hips, hard and with purpose against his crotch. The groan that slipped from his lips was delicious, and his grip on her behind tightened, guiding her moves.

“Take off your underwear,” She pulled away just a little, ready to get off his lap to take off the rest of his clothes.

“Not yet,” His grip on her hips got tighter, keeping her in place.

She shivered when he slipped a hand down her panties in a second, pressing his palm against her clit.

“Oh fuck.”

Wonsik chuckled while dragging lips along her jaw and down her neck, nibbling and kissing her skin, moving his hand slowly against her. She gripped his arms, trying to get a hold on something; Wonsik’s hand felt so good, it was crazy. She moved her hips, trying to feel more of that lovely friction. But he was teasing her, like he always did, and when she kept moving her hips, he left his hand still.

“Oh come on, are you really gonna do this now?” She sounded so needy, she knew it, but she was more horny than embarrassed and just wanted to get on with it.

“Do what exactly?” He pecked her lips rather innocently, but pressed his fingers on her clit.

“Fuck you,” She whispered, burying her face on his neck when he started drawing circles.

“Please do,” Wonsik softly nipped at her skin under her ear.

He pushed two fingers in immediately, not giving her time to reply. She moaned loudly when he curled them in, and she clinged to him, feeling like she could collapse if she didn’t hold onto something.

Wonsik really hadn’t been touching her for too long, but she could feel that heat in the pit of her stomach, slowly growing hotter, and with each move of his fingers, she clenched around him. She heard Wonsik moaned against her neck when she did, picking up the pace a little and pumping his fingers inside her harder.

“Please, Wonsik, I want you,” One of her hands went back to his head to tug at his hair, this time rougher.

He didn’t argue this time, running his hand over her entrance a couple of times before pulling away. She took off her panties at the same time he got rid of his own underwear before reaching out for the condom by the night stand. She went back to straddling his lap, Wonsik smiling at her sweetly and putting his hands on her hips once more.

Rolling on the condom, Wonsik guided her so she positioned herself just right above him, with one of his hand curling tight on her hip to keep her there as he slid the tip of his cock over her clit. She shivered, and she heard him curse under his breath at the same moment. She seriously hoped he didn’t plan on teasing her again; it’s been a couple of hours since the concert and she had been horny since then, she wasn’t in the mood for any more teasing.

Luckily that wasn’t the case, and Wonsik pushed in right after, making her whole body shudder. She supported herself with her hands on his shoulders, her head falling back when he bottomed out. The stretch was delicious, her head going fuzzy already. Every time was so different but the feeling was still so delightful, it’s like she could never get enough of him, even when she had him so close.

Wonsik peppered her chest with kisses, his hands gripping her hips hard, just when she started moving. The groan that slipped his lips when she moved her hips was like music to her ears, but she was far too impatient to keep on tempting him like that. She rose her hips, almost pulling out completely, before she sank down again.

“Fuck!” Wonsik cursed before kissing her lips hard, swallowing down all her moans, as she started to grind down her hips into him, creating a steady rhythm.

She tried to kiss him back just as enthusiastically as he was, but his dick felt so good, it filled her in so well, she couldn’t really focus on anything but the pleasure and the knot in her tummy, growing bigger with each move of her hips. She let her mouth go slack, Wonsik biting and sucking at her bottom lip once more.

He started thrusting up, meeting her hips, and she was glad Wonsik’s hands were on her waist, holding her in place, because she felt electricity spreading through her whole body with each move, and she could have collapsed right there. He trailed his lips down her neck and chest once more, finding her nipple to kiss it, and she moaned, hands going to his head to tug at his hair.

The current pace wasn’t enough, she wanted so much more of him, and she started dropping down rapidly. He growled, fingers digging into the flesh of her hips, guiding her own moves.

“So eager,” His voice was hoarse and breathy, and he was looking at her through hooded eyes, “I should invite you to my concerts more often.”

“If you’re gonna keep taking off your shirt.”

Wonsik let out a breathy laugh before kissing her on the lips again, putting a hand on her neck to keep her in place. She whimpered into his mouth when he thrust up into her hard, touching her most sensitive spot inside her.

She lost her balance with his next move, and she gripped his shoulders again, but Wonsik was there, his hands on her waist again, and he flopped back against the mattress, almost making their forehead bump together. He kept on kissing her and she tried to keep up, but his cock pushed into her again, making her moan and lose focus.

Pulling away, she supported herself with her hands on his chest, trying to somehow going back to riding him, faster and harder. She was so desperate to come, feeling like her orgasm was right around the corner. She rolled her hips, buckling down on his cock rapidly. Wonsik’s growl was insanely hot, and by the way he was pushing his hips up to meet hers made her realize he was also close to coming as well.

She didn’t notice his hand sneaking between their bodies until she felt his thumb pressing against her clit. She whimpered weakly, her legs quivering when he started rubbing circles with his finger. She shut her eyes tight, knowing she wouldn’t last that much longer, especially with the way Wonsik kept pumping into her core.

“Come on, princess, I want you to come around me,” She knew his gaze was fixated on her face, even with her eyes closed, and she didn’t need much more encouragement than that.

Pleasure roared through her body, making her shudder, muscles in her belly tensing with her orgasm. She clenched around him as she came, and by the grunts that slipped from his lips, she knew she was only a few thrusts away from reaching his climax as well.

His cock pulsed deep inside her when he came, his fingers digging into her flesh so hard she knew she’d have marks by tomorrow. He pushed into her a couple of times, riding out his orgasm, making her shiver with aftershocks, before he pulled her all the way down, holding her down against his body in a sweet embrace.

Wonsik held onto her tight, planting smalls kisses on her shoulder once they both caught their breaths.

“So are you coming to my next concert, whenever that is?” He asked, obviously teasing her.

She giggled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

“I always go to your concerts, and now you know why.”

“To see me naked?”

“Among other reasons.”

Wonsik chuckled, going back to kissing her shoulder and neck.

#vixx scenario #vixx scenarios #vixx fanfiction #vixx fanfic #vixx imagines #vixx #wonsik #ravi #kim wonsik #kim wonshik #vixx ravi #smut

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romansrgn · 6 years ago

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{ghostin...}

Summary: A night of expected passion brings unexpected consequences for Roman Reigns.

Roman Reigns x OC, Jimmy x Naomi, Jey x OC

Warning: 18+ for SMUTTTTT, angst and infidelity

Word Count: 4947

“1..2..3” the crowd counted along with the referee.

“Braelin hits the facelift for the win.” MIchael Cole announced at his spot at the announce table.

“And still the Raw Women’s champion, Braelin.” Jojo announced.

Braelin rolled out of the ring to greet the screaming fans only stopping when she saw a poster of the four black horsewomen of the WWE: Naomi, herself, Sasha and Bianca. She grabbed the sign from the fan “This is what its about,” she said before kissing the fan on the cheek and headed back to the gorilla position where Stephanie McMahon was waiting for her.

Green eyes rolled “No botches, no wardrobe malfunctions and no one got hurt tonight.”

“I saw the match.”

“Well then there’s nothing for us to discuss.”

Stephanie fell into step with Braelin as she eyed the knee brace on her right knee “How’s your knee?”

“It’s fine. It’s practically made of steel.”

“I highly doubt that. Which is why you’re on a non official leave from the ring.”

That stopped the Raw women’s champion in her tracks “What?”

“You heard what I said. You still need time to recover and you can’t do that while wrestling every week.”

After injuring her knee over a year ago Braelin has worked her ass off to get back into the ring. She’s finally at a place where she wants to be career wise and now they’re pulling her? “So you’re stripping me of my title is that what your saying?”

Stephanie shook her head “No, you won’t be wrestling but you'll still be needed for any new storylines that may come up or even as a valet.

Braelin squinted “You’re joking right?”

“You don't see me laughing. I think this could be exactly what you need. It puts you in a position where you’re not over exerting yourself but you'll remain in the spotlight."

“Right! because you clearly give a damn about my health and what happens to my career.” Braelin laughed bitterly.

“Contrary to what you believe I’m not out to get you.”’

“Yea, I believe you.” Braelin said stopping in front of her dressing room. As far as she was concerned this conversation was over “Are we done here?”

Stephanie sighed “For right now. But I want—” she didn’t get a chance to finish what she was saying because the door was slammed in her face.

Braelin ran a frustrated hand through her hair and picked up her phone. She had six missed calls from her mother and five from her big brother. She bit her lip deciding if she wanted to be lectured before or after she had a hot shower and a drink. She bit the bullet and dialed her mom “Hey, momma. I just got back to my dressing room.”

“Are you ok? I just saw your match and it looked like you took a nasty fall on your knee.”

“The brace caught most of the blow. I’m sore but I’m not hurt.”

“You need to come home so I can take a look at it.”

Braelin rolled her eyes suddenly happy that her mother wasn’t there in person to see her do it, “Momma you’re a neurosurgeon.”

“Don’t you roll your damn eyes at me little girl.” Braelin’s eyes ballooned “Now get your narrow behind here so I can take a good look at you.”

Braelin knew better then to back talk her mother but she also knew how her mother was when she was worried about her “I have a show next week Saturday in North Carolina. I’ll come and see you then.”

Feeling placated her mother sighed “Momma loves you, Brae. You know that. I’m just trying to keep you safe and even if I can’t protect you from everything I can make sure whatever hurts, hurts a little less.”

Braelin smiled and wiped at the tears under her eyes “I know momma. I love you too. Give daddy a kiss for me and tell Keyon to stop calling me.”

Naomi looked at her watch “She’s late.”

Braelin laughed when she heard her mother repeat what she said to her brother before hanging up. She really did miss her family. She pulled her wrestling top over head to shower. It was definitely time to go home.

Jimmy laughed “We’re early. Just relax, baby. Uce isn’t even here yet.” And just as soon as he said it Roman came walking up the arena’s exit with his bags in tow “Where’s Braelin?”

Roman stopped in his tracks and scanned the parking lot “I don’t know. She’s not out here yet?”

Naomi shook her head “I’m going to go see what’s taking her so long.” she attempted to head back into the arena but Roman stopped her.

“You stay here.” he said putting his bags into the car “I’ll go find her.”

By the time he made it back into the arena there were fewer people in the building “Braelin.” he yelled down the hallway of her dressing room “Braelin” he yelled again and knocked on the door before entering

Roman looked around seeing her packed bags but not her. He heard the shower running and saw that the door was ajar, He knocked again “Braelin.” he pushed the door open when he didn’t get a response “Are you–”

“Roman,” Braelin yelled attempting to cover herself “What the hell are you doing?”

Roman swallowed and turned around.

Braelin wrapped the towel tightly around her body “I’m decent.” she huffed.

“Naomi, Jimmy and Jey are waiting for us outside.” he said with his back still turned to her. His jaw clenched slightly.

“Damn, I forgot. Ok, let me get dressed and I can meet you guys outside.”

When she finally came out of the bathroom she was wearing a pair of legging, a sports bar and a track jacket, Her long hair was still slightly damp “I completely forgot we were all riding together. “

“Don’t worry about it. Just get dressed. I can wait for you out here.” he said picking up her bag and blindly handing it to her.

Roman shook his head not believing that shit for a second. Every second he waited for her to get dress and come out of the bathroom his anger mounted “Did you? Or did you take your sweet ass time because you knew I would come looking for you?” he stood walking towards her.

Braelin brows furrowed “I never asked you to come looking for me, Roman. And I sure as hell didn’t ask you to stay here with me either.”

Roman scoffed “Get your shit and let’s go.”

“I called my mom, we talked for bit and then I jumped in the shower. I must have lost track of time.”

Braelin narrowed her green eyes and walked passed him leaving Roman to collect her bags. By the time they made it outside she had a full blown attitude “Next time, don’t send him to look for me.”

Naomi laughed when Roman rolled his eyes “I didn't. He volunteered. What were you doing anyway?”

“How is she?” Jimmy asked climbing into the driver’s seat “I know it’s been a minute since we’ve seen her.”

Jey opened the back seat door and helped Braelin in when he saw her struggling to get in the truck “Is your knee still bothering you?”

Braelin promptly ignored the heated stares from everyone after that assessment, especially Roman’s “My mom is great. I’m actually going to see her after our show in North Carolina.”

Naomi nodded “You didn’t answer the knee question but I’ll let that go because I know how much you miss auntie, Brae.”

Roman cleared his throat loudly putting the last of her bags into the trunk before climbing in on the opposite side of her.

“I’m not talking about my knee anymore. Stephanie and my momma are both giving me enough shit for it. I don’t need it from you guys.”

Jey held up his hands “I know when to my mind damn business.”

Jimmy shared the same sentiment “But if you need anything, little sis. You’ll tell us right?”

Braelin nodded silently. She looked down at her phone seeing a text message from Roman.

we need to talk asap.

Braelin and Roman locked eyes briefly before she deleted the text message. Ignoring Roman’s slight growl she tapped Naomi’s shoulder “Hey, Nao. Turn that up.”

“AYEEEEE.” Naomi yelled hearing the sound of a train before the opening lyrics of “C’mon N’ Ride it” by the Quad City DJ’s came blasting through the speakers. “We use to cut up to this song when we were kids, remember Brae?”

“I still remember the dance routine we made up to this.”

Braelin and Naomi were cousins who did pretty much everything together. They ran in the same circles, went to high school and attended the same HBU despite the three year age difference between them.

Naomi was like a role model to Braelin growing up. Everything Naomi did she wanted to emulate. Naomi was the reason Braelin took dance classes and the reason Braelin didn’t become a doctor deciding to purse wrestling instead.

Her mother was still a little bitter about that.

Jimmy looked over at Naomi who was shimmying in her seat “You go show me that little dance later?”

Naomi winked “Maybe if you–”

Jey quickly interrupted making a face “Don’t nobody wanna hear that. Y'all wild.”

Everyone laughed.

Roman leaned in to whisper in her ear “I don’t know what the hell is going on with you but we are going to have that talk.”

Braelin shivered but said nothing.

At the hotel Jey started handing out room keys.

“We still down for tonight, Uce?” Kofi yelled in the lobby

All three cousins yelled “Yea.” causing Naomi and Braelin to shake their heads

“Who was he talking too?” Naomi asked clearly amused.

Roman gave a short laugh “Does it matter?”

“Alright, yall... I got 319. Jimmy and Nao have room 321. Uce, you got Room 325 and little sis you got 327.”

Braelin grabbed her key “Well, I’m going up to crash.”

Naomi tilted her head to the side feeling a little affronted “You’re not going out with us?”

Braelin shook her head “Nah, I’m good. Besides my knee is killing me.” she laughed rubbing her knee and limping to the elevator dramatically.

“Get your butt outta her Brae. What about you big dog?”

Roman was to busy watching Braelin exit the lobby that he completely missed her question “Whatchu say?”

Naomi folded her arms over her chest “You’re still coming out with us, right? You told Kofi you were.” She tacked on that last part for good measure.

Roman snorted “Yea, I just need a hour to chill, shower and change.”

Jimmy and Jey looked between Naomi and Roman suddenly feeling the tension there “Yea, let’s head up to our rooms. It’s been a long day and its finna be an even longer night.” Jimmy said grabbing Naomi’s hand.

By the time Braelin made it to her room she had already kicked off her shoes and turned off her phone. She had no plans to do anything outside of jumping into bed head first and just as she was on the verge of doing just that there was a knock at the door. She looked through the peephole and cursed before slightly opening it “What?”

“Let me in. We need to talk.” Roman said with his hands in his pockets.

“And I don’t feel like talking. So now what?”

Roman sighed at her being difficult “I don’t want to fight with you. I Just–” he ran a frustrated hand over his face “Just let me talk to you, please.”

Braelin stared blankly at him for a few moments before opening the door wider to let him in “Five minutes.”

Roman entered the hotel room and watched as she closed the door behind her. He sighed when she remained posed at door “First, I need to apologize to you for being a dick earlier. I just hate that you’ve been ignoring me. We use to be able to talk about shit but now it seems like we can’t even be in the same room together without other people.”

Running a hand through her hair she nodded “I get it. I hate not talking to you too. But I need time to not miss something that use to be mine.” Braelin knew she was leaving herself wide open by admitting this but she needed to get this off her chest. She just wanted this entire thing to be over “Even though we've been over for while now there are still times when I wake up in the middle of the night and I reach for you and you’re not there.” Braelin stepped a little further into the room “So this is me trying to get use to not having you and I can’t do that if you’re always around.”

Roman and Braelin met each other back in 2009 when Briyanna (Braelin’s big sister) through Naomi a birthday party and invited Jimmy and all of his friends and family. Roman of course attended the party and although they hit it off nothing stuck because at the time she had a boyfriend and he was dating his college sweetheart, Janelle.

Even though nothing happened romantically between them after the party they never lost contact with each other. In fact, they became best friends. They were there for each other during their eventual break ups with their respective other’s, Braelin’s decision to pursue wrestling, her training, Roman’s call up to the main roster and his first injury. Among other things.

Shortly after that things got serious back in 2012 when they made things official and started dating.

Everything was great for a good three years but then things started to change. Roman started pulling away from her and at the time she didn’t understand why. The sex between them was good, but when they were together it always felt like he somewhere else. Braelin later found out it was because he’d gotten back in contact with his college sweetheart, Janelle. She knew he wasn't cheating on her but she knew Janelle brought along unresolved feeling she didn't know he still harbored.

Braelin never had to spend hours agonizing about what was going on with him because she already knew. He was feeling conflicted. To Braelin there were too many people apart of this equation. If he loved her the way he said he did there was nothing to be confused about.

So she didn’t stick around to see what his choice would be. They broke up mid 2016.

Braelin found out from Jimmy and Naomi that Roman was engaged. He later married his college sweetheart Janelle at the end of 2017.

They’ve been married every since.

You would think after almost two years she would be over it. Maybe it was the bitterness of having to sit back and watch the man she love marry another woman without a single thought of her. Or maybe there was apart of her that thought he’s been waiting for Janelle the entire time while he was with her. She didn’t know and maybe that’s why it still hurt so much.

Roman wanted so badly to pull her into his arms to kiss, hold and make love to her. He wanted to do whatever she needed to make this better for her but he couldn’t do that.

They both knew that at the end of the day another woman was sharing his last name. That kind of hurt will take a long time to heal and the only way she’ll be able to try move on was if she let him go.

“I love you, Roman and I don’t think there’s a part of me that will ever stop loving you. But I need–”

What happened next was beyond his control. Roman would blame it on the fact that he couldn't take hearing the words he was sure were seconds away from leaving her mouth.

Roman closed the distance between them his large hands cradling the sides of her face as he kissed her hard and deep and with the same amount of passion as two lovers reuniting after being separated from war. He pulled back licking his lips “One night. One night to be inside you. One night to fuck you or make love to you or both. I just need you right now, baby. Don’t deny me.”

Braelin looked into his eyes and as hard as she tried to ignore it she saw it as plain as day: that love, that need and that hint of desperation in those grey eyes she always got lost in “Make love to me.” she whispered removing her track jacket.

And as if he was trying to engrave how those words sounded coming from her lips he closed his eyes and savored it.

Roman once again captured her cupid bow shaped lips with his. She moaned wrapping her arms around his neck. His large hands slid down the curve of her spine grabbing handfuls of her ass missing the feel of her in his hands and lifted her into his arms urging her to wrap her legs around him as he carried her over to the bed.

Braelin moaned at the feel of his thick tongue licking a hot trail from her collarbone to her neck as gently placed her down on the bed. She pulled him up by his hair forcing him to look at her “This ends tonight. Do you understand?” she said pushing him off her so she could remove the sports bar she had been wearing.

Roman’s only response to that was the removal of his wedding ring before setting it on the nightstand next to the bed. A hint of guilt flashed across her beautiful features.

Braelin knew the right thing to do was to put the brakes on this entire thing before it went any further. But whenever Roman touched her she felt nothing but heat and any and all doubts she had melted like butter in a pan.

He reached down and tugged her leggings and soaked panties down her curvaceous legs. The feel of them in his hands were almost enough to make him cum “You had amazing legs baby.”

Braelin shivered “You have on way too many clothes.”

Roman laughed softly and pulled the shirt over his head. His large hands dropped to the waistband of his sweatpants. His eyes never leaving hers as she sat back and enjoyed the view.

Not at all surprised that he wasn’t wearing any underwear Braelin got a good look at how bad he wanted her. The thick muscle corded in veins jutted out long, hard and leaking precum.

Her mouth watered.

Braelin made herself comfortable at the edge of the bed pulling him closer by the hips. She gave the tip of his dick a experimental lick before relaxing her throat taking him in inch by tortuous inch.

Roman tilted his head back “Shit.”

She worked him with her tongue, mouth and the parts she couldn’t reach, her hand. Roman brushed her hair to side so he could see himself sliding in and out of her mouth “FUCK.”

Roman looked down at her with half lidded eyes and watched as she sucked his dick like a pro “What are you doing to me baby? SHIT.”

Flattening her tongue Braelin dragged it ever so slowly on the underside of his cock and that did it. Roman groaned deep shooting his load into her mouth.

Swallowing, Braelin stared up at him with a devilish grin on her pretty face. When it came to fellatio her head game was on another level even with Roman's stamina she always knew how to bring him to his knees “I still got it.”

Roman’s eyes narrowed tossing her to the middle of the bed. “Your little ass is getting it tonight.”

Roman kissed his way down to her hot core and inhaled “I love the smell of your pussy. I would know you anywhere.” he said before licking her from asshole to clit. His large fingers massaged her as he sucked hard on her clit.

“Oh my god.” Braelin moaned and fisted the comforter in her small hands. She couldn’t explain what was happening but her entire body felt like it was on fire. When she looked down at Roman his face was so embedded into her snatch that for a second there she thought she might be suffocating him so she attempted to pull away but his right arm displaying his polynesian tattoo proudly kept her in place. “Roman, please.”

Braelin propped up on her elbows watching as his wicked tongue danced along her bundle of nerves driving her closer to the edge. She didn’t know how much time has passed but she was done for the minute his tongue started repeatedly tap dancing against her G spot. She came instantly.

Lax and practically purring Roman climbed over her, his big body covering hers “Don’t fall asleep yet, baby. We’re just getting started.” he covered her mouth with his inserting his tongue so she could taste herself.

Braelin felt him at her entrance and with the clever thrust of his hips he was buried to the hilt. She instantly tensed the hell up at the mixture of pain and pleasure. A year without any real kind of sexual activity would do that and Roman’s dick was a lot larger than her fingers and any of the toys she had.

“Are you ok?”Roman said with slight groan starting a slow rhythm. Fuck she felt incredible.

Braelin nodded wrapping her legs around his waist “Fuck me harder.”

Roman kissed her neck and started a new rhythm that was slow, hard and deep until he was pounding away “So wet. So tight.” he groaned loudly repeating it over and over again.

Sweat dotted her hairline and Roman’s forehead as he fucked her like a man on a mission determined to get them where they both needed go. Braelin attempted to match his thrusts with her own “That’s right. Take this dick.”

“I’m finna cum. Roman, shit. I’m finna cum.” she moaned.

Angling his hips just right Roman started in on her sweet spot “Cum for daddy.” he groaned rubbing her clit.

Her back arched and that tell all gush of liquid between her thighs let her know she just had the best fuck of her life.

Roman continued to pound into her chasing his own release until he came, hard. Every vein in his neck was on full display as one expletive after another flew from his mouth.

Coming down from his high Roman nuzzled her neck “Can I spend the night?” he said looking into her green eyes.

“Roman,” Braelin sighed “They’re expecting you and I told you--”

“I just want to hold you. I’ll be gone in the morning. I promise.” he said rubbing his thumb across her lips.

Braelin's small hand went to the hair at the nap of his neck and rubbed gently. That little action caused Roman to close his eyes “Ok.”

Roman gently pulled out of her warmth already missing the feel of her. Braelin laid on her side with her back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. “I know nothing I say will change anything. But I wish things could have been different.” he said softly kissing the top of her head.

Silence.

“You’re right. It won’t change anything.”

That was almost a three months ago.

The hall of fame was next month and Naomi, Braelin and Briyanna were at the third fitting for their dresses for the hall of fame.

“Sunk it in Brae.”

Braelin huffed “If I suck it in anymore my ribs will fracture. This is obviously not the one. I'm just going with the balmain one.”

Naomi shook her head “I don’t understand. You had a fitting with Alexander McQueen last month and this dress worked.”

Braelin rolled her eyes “Well, I’m feeling a little bloated.”

“Bloat doesn’t make you go up an entire dress size in a month.”

“Ain’t nothing wrong with getting thicker, stop.” Briyanna looked at Naomi.

“I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with it especially when I got what I got. But, Brae–”

“First of all, stop talking about me like I’m not here. Maybe I just won't go to the hall of fame, period.” Braelin tugged the dress down her body leaving her in nothing but a bra and panties.

“You have to go. We’re inducting Jazz.” Naomi said heading to the back of studio to switch out her dresses.

Briyanna got a good look at her little sister through the mirror. For her stature, Braelin was always a curvy little thing. Just like her if Braelin gained a few pounds she gained it in her hips and ass. But what Briyanna was looking at was a curve to her sister’s stomach and her face had gotten a little fatter.

She knew what was happening here and after giving birth to three kids herself she would be able to point it out when she saw it. But she still needed confirmation.

Braelin frowned slipping on her sweater and then her jeans “Why are you oogling me?”

“You’re pregnant?”

Braelin blinked “What?”

“Don’t what me? The weight gain, the mood swings, the occasional morning sickness that you claim is just food poisoning. Not to mention you have a whole ass baby bump, Brae.” she whispered heatedly.

Braelin tugged Briyanna to the side “Will you be quiet.”

“How far along are you?”

When Braelin remain quiet. Briyanna folded her arms across her chest “How far--”

“I’m 12 weeks today.”

Briyanna’s eyes ballooned. She opened and closed her mouth not knowing what else to say “How the hell did you manage to hide this?”

It wasn't easy. She’s been medically cleared to do in ring work for three weeks after their show in North Carolina but during the stint of their entire tour in the south she came down with what Braelin thought was the flu. So their agents sent her home so she could rest. But her flu had gotten worse and it turned into some weird stomach bug, it got so bad she had to go see her doctor. After running a few tests her doctor then informed her that she didn’t have the flu but instead she was in fact pregnant.

Braelin left the doctors office stunned and completely dumb founded. She didn’t understand how this could happen since she was on the pill. But of course her doctor informed her the pill wasn’t always effective.

The following week Stephanie informed her that she would be making her in ring return in a tag team match with Sasha against The Bella Twins. It wasn’t until then that everything started to sink in and she broke down.

Confused by the response she had gotten Stephanie had closed the door to her office so the could speak with Braelin in private. In that moment Braelin had no choice but to tell Stephanie she was four weeks pregnant.

Briyanna nodded suddenly everything was making sense “So it was Stephanie’s idea to milk this knee injury until…what? you’re ready to pop and then what?”

Braelin shrugged helplessly “I don’t know.. I just didn't want anyone to know.”

“Including your family? How long do you plan on keeping this from mo–”

“I’m going to tell her. I was going to tell you guys but I needed time. I’m scared shitless right now, Bri.” Braelin said in tears “I’m alone and I don’t know–”

Briyanna wiped the tears from her baby sister’s eye’s “Shhh, now. I’ve got you. You were never alone because I’m here, now. And you know momma, Daddy and Keyon will no doubt be there for you whenever you're ready to tell them. Naomi, you know she’s going to be by your side no matter what.”

Braelin nodded “I’m so scared to tell Naomi and Momma. I don’t want them to be disappointed in me.”

“Why would I be disappointed in you?” Naomi said now dressed in her nike jogging suit.

Braelin tensed but turned slowly to look at Naomi who was standing a few inches away “The reason for the weight gain” Briyanna rubbed comforting circles on Braelin’s back something she often did when they were kids “it's because I’m three months pregnant.”

Naomi’s only response was to engulf Braelin into her arms “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know. I was embarrassed, terrified but mostly it’s because I didn’t want you to be disappointed in me.” Braelin mumbled still Naomi’s arms.

“Brae, you have succeeded in everything you've attempted. There’s no way I couldn’t be anything less than fucking proud of you. You’re going to be an amazing mother.” Naomi held the small woman in her arms as they both cried.

Briyanna shook her head “I told y’all, y’all act more like sisters than we do.”

All three girls laughed as they hugged in the middle of a dress studio.

12 weeks pregnant? Could a married man be the father of her cousin’s baby? Naomi thought.

AN: Feedback, likes and retweets are always appreciated. I planned on writing only one or maybe two multi-chapters stories but the muse had other plans. Let me know if you want to be apart of my taglist. Until next time!

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Lin Yanjun ( Harry Potter AU)

Lin Yanjun x OC au!

In which Lin Yanjun is a Slytherin and you are a Hufflepuff, but you both fall in love despite your differences

You’re a reserved hufflepuff and he’s a sarcastic flirt, but, oh well.

here’s the hp au i’ve been waiting to write forever

bc im a sucker for hp aus

anyway let’s start the story shall we

let’s just say lin yanjun left the biggest impression on possibly everyone on the very first day all of you shy first years stepped into Hogwarts

everyone of you were huddled together, terrified and robes sopping wet bc the giant squid was having a bad day

and the atmosphere was tense and silent

until Professor McGonagall snapped

“ Please be quiet, Mr Lin!”

bc Yanjun was helluva excited on his first boat ride and wouldn’t stop chatting to his newfound friend which you would later know as You Zhangjing

you would expect him to clam up and duck his head in shame

but instead he lifted his head higher and flashed the most charming smile at the older lady and said-

“ you look absolutely gorgeouuss today, professor!”

fyi he would’ve have drained his house from their hard-earned marks if he wasn’t unsorted

but you were pretty sure he was the first student in Hogwarts to use the flirting technique on a professor bc you swore you caught a hint of flush on Professor McGonagall’s pale cheeks

thus everyone immediately dubbed the pretty dimpled asian boy as a Gryffindor

so all of you were shooketh af when the Sorting Hat screamed ‘Slytherin’ at the top of its lungs the moment it touched his head

fast forward to the present

you were a bashful daydreamer of the house of Hufflepuff

and Yanjun was the hopeless flirt of Slytherin

you didnt like Yanjun bc

ugh

he flirts with everybody

his friends, the professors, every single girl he makes eye contact with

you even saw him flirting with Moaning Myrtle once

granted, she probably enjoyed it, but still-

it was also a well-known fact that the first resort to getting him and his gang out of shit was with his flirting

and you even don’t know if its because he’s actually convincing or its just his handsome face doing the work

but it works almost every single time

though, you didnt have personal experience with his flirting until your sixth year

bc you were doing your best to avoid him lmao

but alas

guess who got paired up with you in potions

booM

the one and only lin yanjun

you can only look tearfully at your best friend Linong as he paired up with somebody else

anyway the first few weeks were absolutely terrible

he wouldn’t stop flirTING WITH YOU

“ did someone cast expelliarmus? because you got me completely disarmed.”

as much as Hufflepuffs are known for their cinnamon roll traits

you really wanted to strangle him so he can stfu

cue Linong shooting you worried glances everytime yanjun opens his mouth

and one day you just lose it

“ can you please just shut up? you’re irritating the heck out of me!”

which is really an ouch, but a girl’s gotta do what she’s gotta do

the whole class falls silent bc you?? the shy sweet hufflepuff?? is yelling at the Lin Yan Jun?? gasPP

you were half expecting yanjun to retort with some snarky ass rebuttal but he just stares at you with his wide round eyes and for the first time in history, looks ashamed of himself

“ im sorry, y/n.” he said, twiddling nervously with his robes. “ i didnt mean to make you uncomfortable.”

and the guilt kicks you hard in the stomach bc you didn’t have to be so harsh omg

anyway one Potions class and a deduction of marks from Hufflepuff later ( bc of your misconduct) you dashed out in embarrassment without even waiting for Linong so you can hide in the deepest parts of the library and drown yourself in shame and self-hate

how are you going to face your Hufflepuff friends?? your parents?? lin yanjun??

anxiety at its finest

but just when you’re about to literally entomb yourself in the library you glance up and meet eyes with the person you were abt to avoid your whole life aka yanjun

like holy shit how did he know you were here

he gives you this anxious look before he scooted closer and sits down right next to you

then he gives you a handful of sugared butterfly wings

his sudden act sorta rendered you speechless and he mistook your silence for anger so he started to grow frantic and was like “ linong said you liked this candy and i just happen to have them but if you don’t like it i can always get you something else-”

you had to spend a whole five minutes convincing him that you were really just shooked bc who knew the flirtatious troublemaker could be so considerate?

and because you were pretty rude too, you gave him a small note of apology and a packet of your favorite toffees from the muggle world

you swore you’ve never seen him smile brighter

after that things turned out for the better between you and yanjun

he didn’t flirt with you anymore and he was actually really nice and soft?? which you didn’t realize before bc you were too blinded by your prejudice

and you even started to like yanjun and the both of you would even hang out occasionally after classes

you even found out that both of you had similar interests, like a passion for trying out new sweets and reading poems

cue you and yanjun scaring the living hell out of everybody when yall consumed pepper imps that one time in the cafeteria

both of you are the power team at potions bc who knew polar opposites could get along so well

you became one of his closest friends and even got along relatively well with his buddies

but ofc how could you forget you best friend linong, who has been by your side and cheered you up since childhood

and because you and linong have known one another for almost your whole lives you were just naturally affectionate with each other

and it just so happened that Yanjun caught Linong and you being really close and his heart just shattered when Linong reached out to squish your cheeks while you grinned up at the taller boy

the next time you had Potions you notice Yanjun being abnormally quiet so ofc you prod at him to tell you why

“ its nothing, really.” he mumbled, busying himself with cutting the ingredients.

“ oh c’mon, yanjun. just tell me!” and after much cajoling from you he finally gives in

“ its just that,” he said slowly, avoiding eye contact, “ you never told me that you and linong were an item.”

you gape at him for like 3 seconds straight before letting out an uncharacteristic snort bc no Linong is like a brother to me and besides?? he ald has a Ravenclaw girlfriend

yanjun is half relieved and half flustered bc there goes his efforts on hiding his 3 year long crush on you that stemmed and only bloomed ever since he first saw you comforting a first year who got nearly got hexed

so he can only just stare at you as he lets the blush creep up his face until you added-

“ besides,” you said, getting your courage from nowhere, “ I like guys like you.”

later on linong would tell you how yanjun’s grin was the literal epitome of the sun and swore to you up and down that he has never witnessed someone’s eyes sparkle so bright

anyhow for that day onwards you both were officially a couple

you relationship= forehead pecks, cringey but appreciated pickup lines, debates on the best Bertie Bott’s Jellybeans flavor,warm cuddles and soft passionate kisses in the library

also you both constantly friendly battle one another on who gets the better score in potions and if any of you are lacking in a certain aspect you would help each other out

throughout your relationship you would find out more endearing things about one another, like how yanjun flirts mainly bc it makes him more confident and also gives him a certain sense of accomplishment and how you cannot really hate someone bc its just in your nature

which really makes you both love each other more

ever since you both started your relationship yanjun stopped flirting as a whole and although Moaning Myrtle would be a little upset she’s actually pretty glad bc she’s lowkey done with all his starry-eyed gaze whenever he looks at you for the duration where she might have stalked him

count on linong and yanjun’s gang to support your relationship from the sidelines

yanjun is there to speak up for you when you lack the courage to do so yourself and you’re always there to have his back when he starts to doubt himself

a couple that would fight for each other

couple goalsTM

#nine percent #lin yanjun #yanjun #nine percent scenarios #harry potter au #if only this happened to me irl but oh well #self written fictions for my soul #i love yanjun ugh

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Once, Twice, Three Times Blessed- The Shield x Reader- Part One/?

Parings: Alpha!Roman x Alpha!Dean x Eventual Alpha!Seth x Eventual Omega!Luna(OC)

A/N: So the idea that sparked this was literally me wanting to cuddle the fuck out of each of these men and just I am greedy and fuck and just want all of them to my self lol, my wrestling babes no I would definitely share :p As always thank ou to my eternal inspirations: @theworldiscolorful , @therealfivefeetoffuckingfury , @inxcogitationibus , @monsteramongmen-tamer , @empress-with-the-crown and many more I love you all so very much <3

A/N 2: Also when I was dreaming up the idea of Luna, I couldn’t help but picture Kida from the cartoon Atlantis. To me, she is the embodiment of a strong powerful moon goddess so yea, I hope yall don't mind :)

Warnings: m/m, m/f, ABO Dynamics and all including Knotting, NSFW, 18+ Only please, Smut, Unprotected Sex (No glove no love y'all c'mon), Fluff, Maybe Angst? But not much, Cursing and I'll add more later when the grittier parts come up.

Summary: Luna has been told all her life how special she was. Her crazy prophecy spewing grandmother mother even said the Moon Goddess would bless her with not one but three true mates. What happens when she finds those mates but they’re already in a pack together? Will they let her in? Will she join the pack? And what interest does a certain Bayou pack lurking around the shadows take on her? Will love prevail or will evil intention of another pack come to fruition? Find out in this story about love, prophecies and the rising of one pack above another....

Word Count: 9k+, Sorry guys I don’t know what a short chapter is :P

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"Fuck! Ro, you smell that?" Dean exclaimed to his Alpha taking a hefty whiff of the air around them.

Ruffling his lunatic's hair and laughing at Dean's dog-like actions he replied, "Easy Uce. It's probably whatever's in catering. Plus, I could practically hear your stomach screaming for food just a second ago."

"Hey! It's not my fault The Big Dog Alpha had to prove his dominance earlier. We worked up quite the appetite." Came Dean's reply with a wolfish grin to match his statement.

"Believe that!" Roman said kissing the smirk off the younger Alpha's face, making sure to keep it brief because he didn't know if he'd be able to handle a worked-up lunatic, especially on an empty stomach.

The pair had just exited their locker room in search of some much-needed fuel before their match that was set tonight. Having to go up against Team Hell No and John Cena was not at the top of their to-do lists. The food however, was plus they had gotten a very over-enthusiastic text from their fellow pack member Rollins, about some new chick that had moved up to the main roster. The boys didn't keep up too much with the ongoings of NXT, so they really weren't familiar with who she was. Rollins, however, was very eager for his mates to meet her.

Walking through the door to catering the Pack mates were not prepared for the sight or smell that invaded their senses the moment they stepped foot inside.

There, not 10 feet in front of them, was their pup mate talking to a devastatingly gorgeous woman. Her striking features were otherworldly, with her long stark white hair, golden tan skin that looked so smooth to the touch, and big grey-blue eyes that nearly rivaled Roman and Dean's alike. It wasn't just her looks though, the scent, of something akin to lavender and fresh rain, that seemed to be radiating off her had each Alpha's mouthwatering and their nether regions stirring to life. Not only that but their inner wolves were screaming...

...MATE...CLAIM...OURS... OMEGA....causing matching rumbles escape.

Both Roman and Dean looked towards each other to make sure that this wasn't some sort of dream and if each mate felt the overwhelming pull towards this mystery woman.

Luna's POV

The minute they walked in she knew. She couldn't tell you how or why but the minute they stepped through catering, it was as if an electric current was set off into her body. She didn't know if she'd be able to survive their added onslaught.

Already the Beta, at least as far as she could tell, in front of her had her heart racing and throb begging to make itself known in her nether regions. Never in her life had she smelt such an appealing male.

Her she-wolf was absolutely over the moon at the prospect of a potential mate, it was the only explanation, right? Unfortunately, somewhere in the back of her mind the crazy ramblings of her, all seeing, all knowing grandmother came to mind.

"You, my Little Moon have been blessed by the moon goddess threefold. She has blessed you with not one but three true mates, all unique in their own way. Don't be scared my Little Moon embrace it, embrace them. They will protect you and love you for the rest of your lives and beyond."

She also told Luna she'd be a late bloomer and she wasn't wrong. Here Luna was 23 and still hadn't presented Alpha, Beta, or Omega. When people asked she usually just says Beta to avoid the pitying looks.

The twin rumbles coming from the two electric Alphas had not only broken her out of the thoughts swarming around her head but had her knees weak and an answering mewl begging to be set free. But, she wouldn't let that happen not on her first day as a part of the main roster women’s division. The last thing she wanted to do was embarrass herself in front of these three Adonis's.

Seems she wouldn't get that chance because before an excuse could be made to leave, while she still had her wits about her, both Alphas were making a beeline to her and her companion, Seth, who she had met earlier when Triple H had 'pawned' her off on him.

The one with crazy auburn curls and panty dropping dimples, was the first to speak, "Well who's this little Kitten ya' got here, Sethie Baby?"

Then, it was the Samoan sex god's turn,

"Behave, Dean, Hey Babygirl, it's so nice to meet you and welcome to Monday Night Raw."

The baritone of each Alpha's voice had Luna in need of some clean and dry panties because the ones she was wearing were soon to be decimated. She only prayed that none of them could smell the sweet scent of arousal she was sure was pouring off her in waves. She was also quite convinced these three beautiful specimens were used to girls turning to putty at their feet.

Seth began introducing the woman that was practically glued to his side. When had she gotten there.... he had absolutely no qualms about it, happy to be as close as possible to her. Reaching an arm around her shoulder to try and ease her nerves, he felt an electric spark run through his body where his calloused hand met the soft tender flesh of her arm. Seth did his best to suppress it, but the interaction did not go unnoticed by his two mates and he could see the hint of jealousy pass through each of their eyes. Not just because their pack mate was touching another but the fact that he was the first to touch their Omega mate. Seth just chuckled and tried to ease the building tension by rubbing the hand that was on her shoulder, up and down her back. The motion more soothing than either of the pair realized.

"Guys this is Luna Selene Nightblood, she's just moved up from NXT and will be traveling with us for the next couple of weeks until she gets the hang of everything, per Hunter's request. Also, she's from Texas, an only child... oh and a Beta."

Even as the word left his mouth he wasn't convinced, and his fellow mates seem to share the same sentiment.

"Luna, huh? With a beauty that rivals that of our moon goddess I can see where you earned the namesake." Roman spoke reaching out to gently kiss the knuckles of her soft delicate hand, a hand he never wanted to let go of.

"My names Roman Reigns but you can call me Roman or Ro, Babygirl and this lunatic next to me is Dean Ambrose."

"Dean is just fine, Kitten."

Every pet name that left each of their mouths had Luna's cheeks flushing and thighs clenching in earnest.

"Seems you've already met Seth."

"I-it’s so nice to have met all of you but I must get going. Got to get ready for my debut after all."

And quick as lightning she was gone, leaving an empty feeling in the pity of each Shield member's stomach, as well as her own.

Roman already missed the feel of her small hand in his, while Seth missed the way she slotted so perfectly into his side. Dean could barely sniff out her lingering scent of lavender and fresh rain which had his inner wolf twitching in the agitation of being away from his mate, their mate.

"Don't worry boys, like I said she's traveling with us, so we'll see her soon enough. Let's get you both fed and find a TV set to catch our Little Moon's debut."

Not happy but satisfied enough the Alphas headed towards the awaiting food. Packing two plates each and then were off in search of a TV set to watch Luna’s upcoming match.

What the group had completely missed, too caught up in everything that was their little mate, was the pack of bayou wolves taking an unnerving interest in their Little Moon.

Luna's POV

Rushing as fast as she could pass the three gorgeous men and out towards the locker room, Luna was met with a wall that was six feet two and nearly 230 pounds of solid muscle, which nearly had her on her ass.

"Careful hon, with all the hustle and bustle back here, you really need to watch where you're going," Shane told his frantic friend.

Shane always was a very kind natured Alpha and the way he took care of his superstars only made her love and admire him more. He always was such a great friend to Luna.

They had both met in his time away from the WWE and had bonded over their love for all things wrestling even the shared goal of making it here, but for him, it was about returning home.

"You want to tell me what has you all frazzled hon."

"Uhmm yes, sure. Just not out in the open, this is something I'd like to keep more just between us if you don't mind of course." Luna was quick to add, not wanting to cause the Alpha any extra grief tonight.

"Of course, Lulu, you know better than to ask me that. How long have we been friends now?"

"Quite some time Shane O'Mac, quite some time."

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"Ok, so you remember that silly prophecy I told you my crazy grandmother would always recite to me as a child. Well... Now I'm thinking she's not so crazy."

Luna had divulged everything the minute they had walked into the makeshift office Shane had acquired for the night.

"Are you sure, Lu? Three mates, The Shield no less?!"

His questions were like rapid fire towards the smaller girl and she couldn't help but become anxious by the whole situation. It wasn't unheard of having more than one true mate, but it was definitely rare and to find all three of them already in a pack and mate-bonded to each other, as well as in the same profession?! Luna was sure no mistake had been made. Question was, was she ready to pursue matters of the heart. She had just moved up to the main roster and she'd hate for this to ruin any chance of momentum with the company.

"I know that look Lu, and don't even think about it. If The Shield is truly your mates, then there's no way I'm going to let you deny them or yourself that happiness. And if you're worried about moving up in the company don't. You're too damn talented to ever have to worry about that and I'm saying that as a boss and not a friend."

Luna let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding at Shane's declaration. It put nearly all her fears to rest, now came the questions of what her true presentation would be and if The Shield wanted anything to do with her in that regard.

Shane spoke again seemingly reading her mind for the second time tonight.

"Trust me Lu, those boys have been waiting for you for a while. They may not have known what they were missing but now, if they've figured it out, there is no chance in hell they're going to let you slip away."

Shane went on to easy her qualms about presenting as Omega, even going so far as to set her up with the on-call doctor so that he could prescribe Luna all the medicine she would need for her first heat. Medicines like suppressants just in case she didn't want to have an Alpha help her through it, scent blockers so no other Alphas could sniff her out besides her mate(s), and heat control to prevent any unwanted pregnancy during the time of heats.

With all the preparation and medicine now in her possession, Luna finally felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. And now she was ready to make her debut and kick Paige's ass. She was determined to be put into contention for the Diva's Title, maybe even start the Women's Revolution all by herself.

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The Boys' POV

"So, what do you think Big Dog, you think she's really a Beta?"

It was Seth who spoke up as each Shield member huddled around a TV set, that was set up on an empty table. Roman took a moment to muddle over the question, taking a hearty bite of his food while he did.

After a minute or two going over his thoughts, he finally addressed Seth's question.

"No, I think she's just an extremely late bloomer kinda like you Baby boy. She's probably sick of all the pitying looks. At least with us scenting you, people just assume you're a Beta or an Alpha but maybe now that we've finally found her, you might present too. Besides when you scented her wasn't your wolf screaming at you: Mate, Mine, and Omega?"

"Well I knew she was mate, but I wasn't sure about presentation. I'm not an Alpha like you guys, my sense of smell is shit compared to yours, but she did smell pretty freaking good. And when I touched her my body was on fire. It's still pretty hot in here, to be honest."

"Yeah, we could tell," Ambrose grumbled in the corner as he was staying quiet for most of the conversation.

"You jealous, Lunatic? You're also quite silent over there, perhaps you'd like to share your thoughts with the class." Roman rumbled, upset that his mate isn't weighing in on such an important matter. Reaching over he ruffled his grumpy mate's hair to get some type of reaction.

"Hey, go easy on him Ro, you know it's hard for him to let new people in."

"I do know that Seth, but I also know that she smells like mate, our mate. But..." he said looking over at his Lunatic, "If anyone has reservations about it then we won't pursue it. I know it's rare to have three true mates but it's also not unheard of. The moon goddess herself had three true mates and Luna is just that, our little moon goddess."

The group became silent as each member finished their food and waited for their little mate to appear on the TV screen.

Roman wasn't satisfied with Dean's silence so he began to poke through their bond link and try to get to the bottom of the Lunatic's hesitation.

"What is it, Dean? What's got you so closed off to the idea of her?"

Roman felt so much as heard Dean's inner grumble.

"I don't know, Ro. Don't get me wrong I know she's our mate, God do I know but to be honest, I'm Fucking terrified of letting another person in. Another person to worry about. We have such a good thing here, plus I already worry about you both enough as it is, I don't think I could add another person to that mix."

"I know what you're really scared of is being happy. You're always so afraid it's going to be taken from you, but I wouldn't let that happen and as pack Alpha, I promise no one is going to take me, Seth, or our Babygirl, away from you. So, will you give her the chance, will you give us all that chance?"

Both Alphas were boring into each other's eyes each one holding nothing more than love, respect, and devotion in them.

Before Dean could give an answer, Seth spoke up, "Guys look! She's about to debut! And against Paige no less."

Seth's enthusiasm was quite contagious, and it had each Alpha just as excited about the prospect of watching their little mate kick butt. Before they gave too much attention to the screen Dean gave Roman a subtle nod in answer to his question. Roman gave an equal nod but couldn't stop the proud smile adorning his face.

As their little mate appeared on screen, each man was taken aback. There in all her glory was a spitting image of the Warrior Moon Goddess, Selene. Making her ring name even more fitting than it already was. Her appearance was absolutely breathtaking from her stark white hair braided back like she was ready to wage war and her bright grey-blue eyes were surrounded by traditional style black war paint making her look not of this world. Then looking further, they saw all the intricate tribal tattoos etched across her golden skin paired with the perfect ring gear to accentuate all the right curves on her beautiful little body. One look and they were convinced she could bring any man to their knees in submission, with just one look. The boys couldn’t help but wonder what it’d be like to explore her body so intimately, to get a closer look at all tribal tattoos adorning her body, preferably with both their hands and mouths.

Now more than ever each man was over the moon excited to get to know every side of their little warrior moon goddess.

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Bray's POV

Walking away further into the dark hallway they had occupied near catering to spy on their enemy, the faction known as The Shield, Bray addressed his Wyatt Family.

"You hear that boys? Seems this little moon goddess has captured the attention of The Shield boys. And she couldn't have been delivered to us at a more opportune time. Now with Kane out of the way, we can focus ourselves on destroying these so-called Hounds of Justice. Dare I say, boys, we might have just found their Achilles heel in the form of that pretty little thing."

The only answer Bray received was two twin grunts from Rowan and Harper.

Bray, on their other hand, was giddy with excitement and mischief. This whole time he had been begging Sister Abigail for guidance and now here was this otherworldly creature nearly dropped right into their laps. The minute Bray laid eyes on this... Luna. He could feel the power radiate from her and it's seemed he was the only one. Many of the other superstars just passed by her like she wasn't the moon goddess reincarnated, meant to be worshipped in every regard, come to clean them all of their sins. The power Bray could feel gave him hope that maybe she was the key to setting Sister Abigail free once again. Unfortunately, the Hounds had set their sights on her, no matter, Bray was a patient and methodical man. No good would come from him trying to rush such a delicate process as this but, he was damn sure come All Hallows' Eve, he would capture the little moon goddess and harness her power to reincarnate the very worst of all nightmares.

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Luna's POV

After thoroughly kicking Paige's butt via submission, putting on a fantastic show, and putting herself in the running to become the next Diva's Champion, Luna had hit the showers and was talking to Charlotte about catching a ride to the hotel with her. The pair had hit it off and Luna thought rather than burden The Shield boys with her presence, she'd ride with the women from the roster to build better relationships in the locker room.

Charlotte had just handed Luna the keys to her rental, so she could stealthy put her luggage in the SUV, thus avoiding the two hulking Alphas and the equally hulking 'Beta'. She was way too wound up and nervous to actually travel and room with any them, at least for right now because she could not for the life of her quell the ache in her core that had begun the moment she met each Shield member.

The coast was nearly clear until she heard a familiar growly voice call out, "Hey, Luna wait up, where you goin'?" Seth called from behind and as she turned to look back, she bumped into yet another wall of muscle. Only, the mouth-watering scent of Alpha hit her nose before the deep rumble in his chest could be felt.

"And just where do you think you're going, Babygirl?" Roman asked with a deep commanding timber, but instead of answering, it was Dean who spoke up from right beside him,

"Yeah, I heard you were traveling with us and stuff." He grumbled trying not to show just how much he really cared, earning a reprimanding look from Roman.

Scrambling her brain for a valid excuse, still too flustered from being body to body with the Powerhouse, Seth had finally caught up to the bunch and she replied, "Oh, that! I thought it was just Seth being nice and I didn't want to be a burden or anything just because Hunter asked y'all to look after me."

Seth looked like a hurt puppy by the statement and Dean couldn't help but scoff, however, it was Roman who spoke up with an Alpha authority that nearly had her whimpering into submission, sad, that she might've upset her potential mates. "Listen here, Babygirl. You are not a burden nor an obligation. The boys and I would be more than happy to have you ride along, travel, AND room with us. Besides, we were hoping you'd give us a chance to get to know you better. I don't know about you, but we can all feel the connection between us, this pull we can't explain."

By the tail end of his declaration, Roman made sure to soften the tone of his voice, not wanting to scare his little mate by any means.

Luna couldn't believe her ears; did he really just acknowledge the four of them could actually be true mates? She was speechless.

Damn, these men were actually trying to kill her. She could barely survive five minutes surrounded by these Demigods without being in serious need of a cold shower, and now he was asking her to room and travel with them. They were absolutely going to be the death of her.

She was just about to politely decline, still too nervous about the whole mate thing, but each man gave their best efforts of puppy dog eyes and soon Luna was powerless. Between that and their alluring scents, she was helpless to deny their every wish. And the more she thought about their effect on her, the more it had her believing her crazy old grandmother's prophecy, especially now that the elephant in the room was brought to light.

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After the boys confiscated Luna’s luggage and politely returned to Charlotte her keys, their little moon was sequestered in the back seat of the SUV with Seth, while Roman drove and Dean rode shotgun. The group was shrouded in silence but something about it just felt right and comfortable. Unfortunately, Luna had left her jacket in her luggage which was in the back and while usually, she doesn't get too cold, tonight she was only dressed in a light t-shirt and soft short-shorts. Her plan was to hop face first into bed the minute she arrived in her hotel room.

The air conditioning was causing her to shiver every now and again. Roman had taken notice which causes his Alpha to begin clawing at the surface of his skin prompting him to speak up. The urge to protect the pack overwhelming him, especially their little omega, "Babygirl, you alright back there? You need a jacket or something?"

Looking up to the rear-view mirror through long, surprisingly dark, eyelashes, Luna shyly shook her head no, not able to find her voice due to the chill in her bones.

A resounding protective growl resonated throughout the SUV and before the boys could say anything, Roman was pulling over the car to the side of the road, parking, and then going into the trunk of the SUV to grab a jacket for her but not just any jacket, his jacket. In his mind, it was a way of staking claim subtlety and conveying that she belonged with the pack.

The back-seat door on Luna's side was soon being wretched opened and Roman was wrapping his jacket gently around her smaller frame. Luna was frozen in shock, not expecting the Alpha to have such care for an outsider of such a tight knitted pack. But still his gentle touch was soothing and the heat radiating off him brought an indescribable warmth to her bones and settled in the pit of her stomach brewing into something more building of the continual ache she felt in her core. Again, the musk surrounding him smelt like home, Mate, and safe, much like Seth's and even Dean's when he would get close enough to her. Reaching out Roman gently cupped Luna's cold pink dusted cheeks, though his hands were so big they nearly covered the surface of her neck while still being able to reach her cheeks. Lightly he started rubbing his thumbs back and forth along her soft skin to help warm her up.

He and all the boys felt a constant ache to be near her, protect her, and love her. They craved her touch and affection, from the moment they scented her as their Omega mate, their Luna.

All three men noticed the visible shudder Roman's touch gave Luna and the way she moved into his touch, practically purring in content which had them nearly growling with satisfaction. Her scent was driving them all crazy with the heavy hints of arousal as well as the feelings of 'safe' and ‘happy’ she was giving off.

The more than pleased Alpha spoke up with a slight smirk on his devastatingly handsome face.

"That better Babygirl." The timber of his voice had Luna keening and his touch made her heart soar, she was in such a daze, but it was the next words that came out of her mouth that shocked everybody.

"Yes Alpha, thank you." It was so soft, so sweet, so Omega that Roman's inner wolf was swelling with pride, it also had the semi he had been sporting since earlier, twitching at the prospect of claiming his little mate and showing her just how he earned the title Alpha by each member of his pack. Fuck did he just want to dominate her and bite her so that she could bare his mark for the world to see. He felt his mouth watering at the thought as well as the beginning of fangs protruding from his gums.

The other two men in the car were quiet throughout the whole interaction, one because they were all linked as mates, so they knew each other's thoughts and feelings, and two they were just so mesmerized by this woman in every aspect.

Each one of them anticipating the chance to get to know her better and begin the mateship they knew was inevitable. To love her and care for her in every way.

Making sure Luna was tucked in and warm, Roman made his way back to the driver’s seat and was off once again to the hotel that awaited the four superstars.

Through the bond link, Ambrose felt Roman's excitement, arousal, and pride, it was so palpable that all he wanted to do was reach over and kiss him, maybe even beg for Ro to dominate him like their little rendition from earlier in the night. Roman was just so damn kissable when he was in a good mood. He'd become this big lovable dork and Dean and Seth loved nothing more than when their Alpha was like that. While the men all had silent conversations through their bond links none of them noticed their little omega burrowing herself deeper into the Alpha's jacket, even snuggling up to sleep against Seth as her eyes began to droop. The first touch of skin had Seth nearly jumping out of his seat in surprise, the heat of it settling into his core simmering just under the surface, but once he realized what was happening, he was all for it. Anything to be closer to their Omega.

The minute Seth was introduced to Luna by Triple H, something in the Beta began to stir, something he had never really felt before. His wolf had always been dormant and lax, which complimented his other mates. But now with her here this instinct began to grow within Seth and he wasn't sure what it was. He'd have to have a talk with Roman before bed tonight since his Lunatic was rooming with their little moon.

Seth hoped Dean would let her in completely because as much as Dean tried to hide it both his mates saw how enamored he was with the Omega.

While Seth was occupied with watching their sleeping beauty, he gently started running his fingers through her long stark white hair, further putting her into a sleep-like state, while Roman and Dean were having a one on one chat through their link.

"When we get to the hotel I want you to share the other room with her," Roman spoke up through the link, causing Dean to look up wide-eyed and confused.

"What! Ro, you're the Alpha shouldn't you be the one to do that I mean-"

"No Dean, I want you to try and bond with her a bit. She seems to have warmed up to Seth already and the exchange you just witnessed shows she's open to my Alpha. Now it's your turn I want to see if she'd be able to handle the prospect of three mates. I also want to see if you like her. Look, I know it's hard for you to let people in, but I want you to try. We're a pack and it's all or nothing with us, and you're going to be the deciding factor on this."

"Ro, I don't know if I can handle that type of pressure...but ok I can do that, for the pack, for you."

"That's my boy." Leaning over Ro gave a quick kiss to Ambrose's chapped lips, proud that he'd try to do something as hard as letting a new person in, but Roman knew Luna was the one they had all been waiting for and now that she's here he never wants to be without her. The Alpha in him had it bad for the little omega. Hell, why else would he stop in the middle of nowhere just to fetch a jacket from the trunk for the shivering girl? That's just it though, she was more than just some girl, she was their mate, the one meant for them. She’s the one who’s going to love and care for each of them as much as they already do for her. So, with that in mind, Roman reached over and intertwined his fingers with his Lunatic's, hoping to ease the nerves he felt coming off his mate. The skin to skin contact seemed to always help, so their hands stayed like that for the duration of the car ride.

Seth's POV

He couldn't help but to tune out the bond link between his two mates. He was just so enthralled by the angel sleeping snuggled into his lap. Not being able to really help himself he began to stroke her stark white waves, taking care to massage her scalp at the roots as he went. He could tell she was enjoying it with little purrs of appreciation that split out her mouth periodically through the drive, even little whines when he paused in his ministrations. Seth could not wait to cuddle, kiss, and love on his new mate.

He'd prayed Dean would decide soon as to whether they would be pursuing her as a pack. With the draw that Seth felt towards the little omega, he couldn't imagine what it was like for both his Alpha mates. Never before had Seth, a 'Beta', at least that's what he classified himself as since he never truly presented, craved an omega as much as the one sleeping peacefully in his lap. But again, since meeting Luna certain feelings and tendencies began to stir in Seth, Alpha tendencies.

Dean's POV

What neither of his other two mates were able to pick up on was that Dean had already fallen, HARD, for the little moon goddess sleeping in the backseat. Nevertheless, his self-deprecating nature and fear got the better of him. Dean believed he didn't deserve any of the love or care his mates provided him with. Hell, he was sure The Moon Goddess would never bless him with a true mate let alone two, well now three true mates.

It took nearly a year for Seth and Roman to break down the walls Ambrose had built by the time they finally found each other. Now here was this girl; or woman, who merely flashed him a smile and his walls came down faster than you could say 'Kaboom!'.

It was more than just her smile but still, Dean could feel it the moment they locked eyes; she had cemented herself into his heart. Dean knew if he ever lost one of his mates especially their little moon, he'd fall into a darkness not even Roman could save him from, so that's where his only reservations stemmed from.

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The boys had finally made it to their designated hotel for the night. Not caring that they still weren't in the comfort of their own room or shielded from the public eye, Roman got out of the parked SUV walked over to the passenger's side, where Dean was also making his way out and stole a demanding kiss from him. The kiss was filled with raw passion and Roman took his time coaxing out a more relaxed Lunatic, because he knew Dean's nerves had kicked in about sharing a room with Luna and about being in such an intimate proximity with her. Once Roman could feel Dean's body and mouth become pliant against his, he broke the kiss and looked him straight in his stormy blue eyes, "I proud of you for at least trying, ok? And I know you can do this, ya hear me, Dean?" He emphasized his claim with one more hard kiss to the younger man's mouth then he was gone. Heading to the back of the SUV, leaving a breathless Ambrose in his wake, to fetch the luggage, calling out to Seth for help over the link as to not wake up their sleeping Babygirl in the backseat. Seth carefully removed himself from their Omega and went to help his Alpha unpack the car. Luna began to make distressed noises at the loss of her mate's warmth and security, causing Roman to prompt Dean to check on her and carry her to the room.

Little noises spilling from his Kitten's unconscious form had his heart aching and he wanted nothing more than to soothe her distress. So, without thinking too much about his actions, he was climbing halfway over the back seat to scoop her up bridal style into his warm embrace.

Almost immediately she was nuzzling her sweet face into the side of his neck where his unmarked scent gland was, the same scent gland that was meant to bare the omega's mark of the pack. Damn did it feel so Fucking good to have her cuddled so tight against his body and her face nuzzling into his most sensitive spot, a spot that has gone relatively untouched until now. Dean was rumbling deep within his chest in joy, which earned him a little mewl in response from his sleeping Kitten.

Carrying her into the hotel was easy enough, while his other two mates took care of the luggage and checking in. Dean made sure not to jostle Luna too much while he waited by the elevators. He was too entranced by his little mate to notice a rival Alpha and his pack walking up onto the pair.

It wasn't until the Alpha spoke that Dean's whole body went rigged and the hair at the base of his neck stood on end.

"Well, what do we have here? The Lunatic Fringe and a-," Bray paused looking down at the little omega before him, taking in the angelic features of her face and her pure white hair to match, "a beautiful little lamb. Say Dean where did you find such a special little moon goddess such as her?"

A growl released within Dean's chest before he could even stop it, causing his little mate to stir about and whimper in his arms. Turning further into her mate, Luna's arms wrapped tightly around Dean's neck as she whined against his unmarked scent gland.

It took everything in Dean not to react to his whining mate lest he let his guard down, something he would not let happen especially in the presence of the Wyatt’s. Luckily, before Dean could speak up, Roman had walked up to his two awaiting mates, clapping a hand on Dean’s shoulder soothing the agitated Alpha.

"I think we both know that's none of your concern Bray." The deep Alpha tone in Roman’s voice commanding the rival Alpha to back down but also causing Luna to squirm further in her Lunatic’s hold.

Reaching over Roman began to smooth the hair at the crown of Luna's head trying to soothe her back into a more peaceful slumber but never removing his glare from Bray’s form.

The action didn't go unnoticed by any of the Wyatt’s.

"Oh, I see, you think you've finally found your Omega mate? The missing piece to your little band of misfits, is that right?" Scoffing Bray continued, "No chance in heaven or hell a little goddess like her would be lumped together with the lot of you. What she needs is someone of equal stature, not you mere mortals. She deserves a God to be her equal mate and followers who would worship her as is her right to be worshipped. Not a bunch of hellhounds that would only taint her." He spat the last words and before any of the Shield members could retort, the Wyatt Family patriarch and his pack were entering the elevator, but not before Bray spoke one last cryptic message, "You tell the Little Moon Goddess her throne is awaiting her return." And with the devil in his eyes and a smile upon his lips, Bray waved goodbye to the Shield Pack.

The whimpering that was heard from the little omega in Dean's arms paused all the murderous thoughts running through their bond link and each mate reached out to their Sweet Omega, trying to comfort her distressed state.

It was Roman's alpha timber that finally broke through her fear.

"Easy Babygirl, you're safe." He kissed the crown of her head, "Alpha is going to protect you. Always."

Nuzzling herself impossibly further into the crook of Dean's neck, Luna finally settled back down and just in time for the next elevator to arrive.

Loading themselves into the metal box, each Shield mate was still on edge and Roman could feel the worry of his two other mates.

"Don't worry Y'all. I'm not gonna let a damn thing happen. Not to either one of you and especially not to her. You have my word." The authority Roman’s words held behind his promise gave hope to each of his mates.

At the Alpha's reassurance, each mate felt the tension leave their body, but it also left them drained and ready for bed. They were all thankful they decided to shower at the arena as it was one less thing to worry about after the stressful encounter they’d just experienced.

The Wyatt's have seemed to be taking the onscreen rivalry to whole other level and now with the added interest in their little mate, none of the boys could afford to let their guard down. Roman especially as Pack Alpha.

Walking into their suite Roman saw their little mate cuddled tight into Dean's stronghold. He stood and watched, taking a moment to bask in the peace shown clear as day on her mesmerizing face. His heart tightened at the thought of something putting her in jeopardy. There was no way Roman was going to go to bed tonight before having a contingency plan in place, especially with the Wyatt's lurking around every corner. He loved his mates and the life they’ve built together, too much to let anything ruin it, especially with the final piece to their pack finally in place.

Reaching over towards his Babygirl snuggled securely into Dean’s embrace, Roman gently ran his calloused fingers gently along her cheek, still in awe that she was theirs and that they had finally found their Omega.

"Dean, go set our Babygirl down on y'all's bed and come to mine and Seth's. I'm not sleeping a wink until we have an affirmative course of action set into place. C'mon Architect follow me."

Roman ordered before placing a quick kiss on to his lunatic’s lips and sending him off to the adjoining room.

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Dean's POV

Bending over to rest his Kitten on the bed caused her to stir in his arms, whining firmly against his neck, "No Alpha please."

"Shhh Kitten, I just need to put you down for a second, so I can talk to the Big Dog."

Whining again she murmured against his neck, plush lips dancing along his heated skin. Dean would be lying if he said the way her lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his neck didn't have an effect on him. He couldn't stop the visible shudder her actions had created. Not only that but the heat radiating off of her had begun to spread a warmth into his own body, heart, and soul. So, not wanting to deny his little mate anything, Dean adjusted Luna in his arms and headed towards the second room that held his two awaiting mates.

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Roman's POV

Walking into their own shared room, Roman dropped his bags by the door and turned to speak to Seth, "So what do you think-". But was soon cut off by the young Architect with a searing kissing that had the older Alpha reeling. Never had Seth been so bold, so abrasive, so very Alpha.

"Easy Baby Boy," Roman panted while unconsciously molding Seth against his body trying to steady himself to keep from getting too dizzy. "W-what was that about Seth?"

Instead of answering Seth merely groaned, burying his nose into the scent gland of his Alpha mate, clutching tightly to both of Roman’s biceps to keep himself close. The skin to skin contact was the only thing quelling the fire in his belly at the moment.

Roman began shushing his younger mate by combing one hand through his hair and the other rubbing his back to calm his racing heart. Roman could suddenly feel the subtle change in Seth’s body temperature. The slow warmth that began to radiate off his mate’s skin could only mean one of two things: either one he was running a fever because he was getting sick or two he was in the early stages of his very first rut. Given the intensity of the kiss they'd just shared and the fact that they had finally found their Omega mate; Roman was sure it was option number two which caused a proud smile to adorn his face.

"Well will you look at that, Baby Boy is finally presenting and an Alpha no less. I'm so proud of you, Seth. And don't worry we will all help you with the transition."

Roman was quick to soothe and comfort his anxious mate. With the news of Seth's presentation, the Wyatt issue got pushed to the back burner at least for one night.

Eventually, the mate pair was broken from their little moment by the bedroom door opening to reveal their Lunatic Fringe who was still holding on very tightly to their little omega mate who was cradled ever so carefully in his arms.

"She wouldn't let me set her down, Little Kitten begged for her mate, all her mates. I think her heat is about to hit soon because she's starting to get a warmth about her."

"Well she's not the only one, seems our Baby Boy here has finally decided to present Alpha."

Dean gave a cheeky smile causing both dimples to pop out, "Is that so? Looks like you and me, Big Dog, are going to have our hands full the next couple of days."

"In more ways than one Uce, in more ways than one," Roman answered with an equally cheeky grin. He couldn't wait to fully consummate the relationship between the four of them. Of course, it would have to wait until morning when Babygirl was awake and their Baby Boy got proper rest before his first rut.

"That's all well and good but let's get our little mates to bed and then in the morning we're going to have a serious talk about everything."

Seth looked up towards Roman indignantly protesting his mate's earlier sentiment, "I'm not little."

Dean had finally come up behind the pair, gruffly whispering in his mate's ear, "Trust me Baby Boy we know just how 'not little' you are."

Dean finished with a quick nip to Seth's earlobe causing the young man to give off a pleased rumble from deep within his chest.

"Hey! No teasing Dean! Rest tonight and playtime tomorrow. We clear?" Roman asked raising an eyebrow for emphasis.

"Of course, Big Dog, you’re The Alpha after all." Dean winked cheekily as ever. "Now what are the sleeping arrangements going to look like? Do we need to keep our two pre-cycle mates in the middle together? Or separate in case they trigger each other to go full blown cycle before they're ready?"

Dean was curious as to how the four of them were going to situate themselves on the more than big enough bed the hotel provided.

"Well that's hard because Babygirl and Seth need to have some sort of skin to skin contact with me to help sate the underlying hum of need within their bodies, but it looks like she really doesn't want to let go of her Lunatic at the moment."

The smile that graced Dean's face at Roman's statement was so heartbreakingly beautiful, not just that but the happiness that showed through had the Alpha's heart soaring.

And just as Roman spoke the words Luna nuzzled further into the crook of Dean’s neck, purring in delight at his scent and warmth.

"Look Ro. You sleep in the middle of these two and I'll take the other side of Luna while Seth takes the other side of you."

Dean finally decided, he was absolutely drained from all of today's excitement and he really did just want to catch some sleep, preferably snuggled into the little kitten purring in his arms. Most people would assume Dean to be an emotionally closed off person but, cuddling with his mates was one of his favorite past times.

"Okay Lunatic, let Seth and I get ready really quick and then we will hunker down into bed."

Roman called over his shoulder as he headed towards the bathroom with Seth to change.

"Just sit in the recliner by the bed for now," Roman instructed patting his butt and ushering him towards the chair. Dean easily obeyed not having the energy to protest.

Waiting for Seth and Roman to finish up in the bathroom, Dean found himself once again enchanted by his little omega's beauty. Never before had he seen such soft tan skin and angel white hair, that fell in thick waves to the middle of her back. She really was the moon goddess come to earth and the fact that she was theirs was unbelievable. A task none of the men would take lightly.

As Roman and Seth walked back into the room, they were greeted by the beautiful site of both their mates snuggled into each other. They could see poor Dean had nearly fallen asleep where he sat.

Now that both men were in nothing but a pair of comfy pajama pants, they were ready to get settled into the awaiting bed.

Reaching out towards Luna and Dean, Roman began to scoop her out of the Lunatic's arms; however, he wasn't expecting the reaction that followed.

Whining once again Luna grabbed at her Lunatic's shirt, stirring the man underneath her awake.

"Easy Babygirl it's just me, Just your Alpha trying to get you to bed. Come on baby let’s get you settled so we can get you both to bed." Roman declared, molding her closer to his form.

"My Alpha?"

"Yea Babygirl, your Alpha." He reiterated, purring into the crook of her neck where her mating gland rested, placing a chaste kiss to emphasize his claim. Eventually, Roman was finally able to calm her down enough and move them towards the bed.

Because of her sleepy daze, Luna was pliant to her Alpha’s instructions.

"Babygirl, is this what you want to go to bed in? I think we should take the jacket off, so you don't get overheated at night. Sounds good?"

Mumbling a yes, Luna was soon divested of Roman's jacket and her shoes, while Dean began to get ready for bed himself, which in reality meant stripping down to his boxers.

Roman laid himself and Luna down into the very middle of the giant-sized bed taking care to pull up the covers, which also consisted of a nice fuzzy blanket for Luna to use later when she began her nesting phase.

Shane had presented the blanket to the boys after his talk with Luna and told them to make sure to scent mark it for her to use during her pre-heat rituals. It was one of many Shane had the staff keep on hand for her in case she went into unexpected heat while on the road traveling.

The boys were unbelievably happy that Shane was so accepting of not only their relationship with each other but also the addition of Luna into the pack as well. Luna’s new mates knew what a great friendship the pair had so it meant the world to have Shane O’Mac’s stamp of approval.

Roman positioned himself on his back while Luna was curled up on the right side of him, her head perfectly resting on his chest piece near his heart. Next was the Lunatic barreling in, not so subtlety behind their Omega, molding himself against her body like two puzzle pieces coming together. Gently he ran one hand down the side of his little Kitten’s curves until it came to rest perfectly at the bend in her hips, while his other hand moved underneath his head so that his elbow created a makeshift pillow. Roman couldn’t help but muss up his mate’s hair not even caring to reprimand him for his childlike actions. He knew Dean was just excited and exhausted from it all.

Finally, it was their pup mate Seth’s turn, crawling up slowly like a predator towards Roman and his other mates. The dark look adorning both mate's eyes did not go unnoticed by Dean, but still, he waited and watched to see just what would unfold.

Once Seth reached to be face to face with his Alpha, he stole one more soul-searing kiss, literally all tongue and teeth as well as the added pleasure of their beards rubbing against one another creating an oddly satisfying sensation. Their actions nearly causing all the mates to moan in unison, which even had the unconscious Luna squirming in her place from the intense arousal that began to permeate the air. Luna’s squirming unintentionally caused her bum to rub up against Dean’s thinly covered crotch which in turn caused him to slightly tighten the loose grip he had had on his Kitten’s curvy waist, burying his nose into her hair he quietly tried to suppress the deep groan caught in his throat caused by her movements.

Growling Roman spoke to his pup mate,

"Seth, as much as I'd like to take care of you right now, you need rest more than anything else. So, get your bubble butt in this bed and lay down before I go full Alpha mode on your ass you hear me?"

Smacking his mate's supple ass for added effect.

Moaning deeply Seth answered, "Sorry Alpha. Can't help it."

"Shhh, go to sleep pup. I promise I'll make it all better in the morning."

Roman placed his free arm around Seth’ shoulders while guiding him to lay his head on the left side of his chest to mirror their Little Moon. Not being able to help it though, Seth leaned over to place a chaste kiss on his little mate's forehead before murmuring a sweet goodnight to all his Alpha mates. In her sleep though, Luna reached over to grab her Architect's hand that laid beside hers on Roman’s chest, causing sleepy smiles to plaster themselves on all her mate's faces from her subconscious actions.

Before each of the Alpha mates succumbed to the pull of sleep, they all wished the other a ‘sweet dreams’ and ‘goodnight’ as well as an ‘I love you’.

Roman was both happy and anxious about what was to come of the future. Happy because he finally found the missing link to his pack and anxious because a rival force was threatening that happiness not just for him but his mates too. Roman would be damned if he let anything come in between his mates and their happiness, himself included. But before he could dwell too much on his dark thoughts, a movement from beneath him broke his reverie. Looking down towards his Little Moon, he saw her shift further into his neck, inching further into his mating gland where his scent would be at its purest and as she did it her scent began to change into something amazing. Her lavender and fresh rain scent began to mix with chemosignals of ‘safe’, ‘happiness’, and dare he says ‘belonging’. It was as if her subconscious knew something she didn’t, that she was finally where she was meant to be, home and surrounded by her three true mates, who are dedicated to protecting her and bringing her a happiness like no other. She may be a little warrior in her own right but now she had not one, not two, but three Alpha mates who would go to the ends of the earth to protect and provide for her.

Roman knew that all three of them would spend every day of the rest of their lives proving that sentiment. But first thing is first, and that was to have Luna accept the mateship of all three of them and then get her at Seth through their prospective heat/rut. Roman knew he had a big job ahead of him but if it meant they would finally be able to cement the pack as a whole, every second of hard work would be worth it. She would be worth it, their Little Moon Goddess.

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