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deansdelicate · 4 months ago

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we might just get away with it

dean ambrose x fem!reader

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warnings: no use of y/n, mild cursing & sexual innuendos, in ring action (reader is a female superstar), overall two idiots being fluffy and in love <3

summary: the four times you and dean thought you were doing a good job at keeping your relationship under wraps + the one time you both ended up getting away with it.

The camera crew found themselves huddled in the narrow corridor of the arena, a likely place for them to be seeing as though The Authority loved to handle business backstage—but of course not without protection from the forces none other than The Shield.

The three men were already inside on their marks, probably talking amongst themselves with Steph and Hunter while you waited outside, preparing for your cue.

“We’re on in 30 seconds!” a stage hand announced, meticulously checking the stop watch and monitors, ensuring the cameras were in position and ready to roll once commercial break ended.

You bounced from foot to foot, getting yourself ready as time winded down. Glancing over at the crew who gave you a thumbs up, mouthing the final 10 seconds until the show was back on air.

“Action!”

Your fist came in contact with the door, pausing for a couple of seconds before hearing a voice say “come in” from the other side. The cameras followed as you twisted the handle, stepping into the ‘office’ and bringing the boys and bosses into the audience’s view.

The boys kept to themselves on the opposite end of the room, hardened gazes glued to their faces as they stared you down.

You rose your brows at the slightly, portraying your repulsion for the faction and their allegiance to the overbearing bosses. After a brief moment, you turned your attention to Stephanie and Hunter.

“Is there something we can do for you today?” Stephanie looked up from her laptop, shutting it with a sharp slap that made you flinch just a tad.

You shook it off, taking a deep breath before you spoke with the most confidence you could muster.

“I want a shot at the championship.”

Upon hearing your demand, Triple H even looked up from his own laptop, staring at you intently before turning to his wife. The two of them letting out strings of condescending laughter that had you furrowing your brows in annoyance.

“I love the confidence sweetheart, but I think you’ve forgotten how it works around here.” He smirked, bringing his clasped hands up to rest on the wooden desk.

“You can’t just barge into our office and demand a match for the title,” Steph started with a shake of her head.

“We’ve got bigger things to handle and maybe when you start acting like champion material then we can have a talk about a title opportunity.”

She wore that signature evil smirk, your jaw clenching as your rigid hands formed into fists at your sides.

“You bitc—”

Before you could swing, a set of hands wrapped around your waist and another grabbed your wrists, stopping them from crossing the distance to Steph’s cheek. You could feel them behind you, the three of them swarming in too close, making the already cramped room feel claustrophobic.

“Let’s not do anything rash, sweet thing.”

A voice spoke low, breath fanning down your neck sending shivers up your spine, leaving you frozen.

Yet you remained cool, your game face still on as Hunter stood up, shielding his shaken up wife.

“Get her out of here,” He demanded, pointing the boys to the door and scowling at you.

“I’m gonna get my match one way or another!”

You struggled and jerked in their holds, needing to be practically dragged across the room to where Roman held the door wide open.

Seth’s hold on your wrists retracted, pushing you out into the halls, but the pair of hands on your waist that belonged to none other than Dean Ambrose remained, not daring to let you go just yet.

His fingertips dug into the dough of your hips, curbing your fight and forcing you to meet his eyes.

“Next time you pull some crap like that, we won’t be so nice.” He murmured lowly, the two of you boring right through each other.

You scoffed, tongue running across your teeth before tilting your head at him, not making any move to remove his hands from your skin.

“That so? What are you gonna do about it? Power bomb me through a table? C’mon…hit me.” You dared, jutting your chin out though he retract.

Seth and Roman let out guffaws not phased at all, and Dean joined them a few seconds later, shaking their heads at how you managed to be standing in their presence without facing retaliation.

“The Authority and The Shield stand for the same thing: Justice. And whoever defies justice, man or woman, will get what’s coming to them sooner or later.” Seth declared.

You shifted your eyes up to his, “You mean The Authority made The Shield their bitch and now they do their dirty work for them?” You snapped back harshly, watching their faces fall with rage.

Roman grunted something under his breath, shooing you off. “Run along, you don’t want problems with The Shield.”

Dean laughed, squeezing your hips again, though the cameras didn’t catch it, your eyes drifting to meet his.

“What’re you gonna do? Send a little boy toy to get your justice for you?” He mocked.

You rolled your eyes before a small smirk came onto your face. Your eyes looking down between you both an innuendo that all the fans in the building laughed and hooted at.

“Trust me, you and I both know the boys I like are far from little.”

You roughly shoved his arms off of you and walked out of view while the camera panned to the boys peering down your path.

“Cut!” The stage hand called out, already getting the crew out of the tiny space in order to head to the next segment.

You waited patiently off to the side, passing each of the crew members a smile and ‘thank you’ before you skipped back over to the office where the boys stuck around.

“You idiot!” You screeched, drawing a weak fist to Dean’s chest as he snickered and wrapped his arms around your back, drawing you into him.

“I couldn’t help myself,” He shrugged, placing a chaste peck onto your lips, letting you kiss him despite some more not caring about the obvious lipstick marks left behind.

“Off script? Really, you two?” Steph crept up from behind, letting out a laugh despite trying to be serious because even she and her husband were notorious for doing the same back in the day.

Roman shook his head, light heartedly at you two. “I really thought I missed a line in the script.” He admitted, while everyone shared a laugh.

“Is that even PG?” Seth speculated, knowing Vince would have their heads on platters because you and Dean couldn’t help yourselves with a little sexual repartee.

Hunter snorted shifting his palm side to side knowing at the very least it could get flagged with a warning from the network, but it would definitely serve some entertainment from the fans and social media.

“You know one day the fans are going to catch on that this is really a thing.” He gestured between you and Dean’s bodies, the two of you still clinging to each other closely.

You rested your chin on his chest, looking up at him with a glint in your eyes that he returned just as passionately.

“We might just get away with it.”

Meet and greets were one of the more relaxing sides to the job and it was even better that you got to do it with your boyfriend sitting just a few chairs down.

Many fans, ranging of all ages took their time, greeting you with smiles, hugs, and funny stories, wishing you luck for a title match and you secretly knew was in the works.

A little girl approached you, her parents waving at you excitedly while they trailed behind her with a camera in hand making sure to document the moment their daughter got to meet her favorite wrestler. She sported your merch, alongside a title belt across her waist—the same one you were gunning after.

“You should’ve slapped Dean for not getting his hands off you!” she quipped instantly, hands on her hips, clearly disapproving of Dean’s behavior.

You bursted into a fit of laughter as did the other superstars around you, who high-fived the young gal, applauding her about the lesson Dean Ambrose needed to learn for messing with you. Being a baby face meant kids were especially protective of their favorites, and not wanting them to be tormented by ruthless heels.

“I really should have done that! I’ll remember for next time, okay?” You promised with a giggle, bending down to give her a warm hug.

She undid the belt around her waist, flipping it over so you could sign it. The two of you exchanging small talk before a familiar voice snuck in from behind you, prompting you both to shift your attention to the man himself.

“Hey! You planning on slapping me?” Dean declared, arms crossed over his chest defensively as Seth and Roman remained at his sides.

“Yeah! Don’t touch her again or else she’s going to slap you!”

The girl stood her ground, standing up straighter and glaring harshly at your boyfriend who played along, patting his cheek with a smirk.

“I don’t think she’d risk beating up a pretty face like mine,” he teased, looking over at you with a knowing smile that only you two could read into.

You grinned through the blush covering your cheeks, shaking your head, before pointing at the fan.

“I mean I couldn’t possibly ruin a pretty face like his, but maybe you could?” You suggested, watching as her jaw dropped.

“You mean I slap Dean?” She whispered in your ear, looking at you with hesitation.

You nodded assuringly, rubbing her shoulders like you were getting her pumped up for a fight.

“Yeah c’mon show him that no one messes with the future women’s champion.”

You hyped her up and soon all the superstars joined in chanting “slap him! slap him!”

Dean did his best to hold back a smile, getting down on his knees so that the girl could reach him. His arms spread wide, nodding and egging her on.

“You won’t hit me. Come on, I know you won’t—Oww!”

The slap was tame, even for a child, just a tap with a little force behind it. Instantly the girl cowered back, wrapping her arms around your frame hugging you closely as all the superstars and awaiting fans cheered her on for standing up for you.

“Way to go!” you praised, giving her a high-five and telling her how much she’d be a great wrestler in the future, maybe even the one to take the championship from you.

Eventually Dean slightly broke kayfabe, fist-bumping the girl and pinky promising that he wouldn’t put his hands on you again. All three men posed for a picture with her, frightened and panicky expressions on their faces as the girl held up a mighty fist.

She even got you and Dean to smile for a picture with her—and somehow no one noticed the dainty “D” initial that hung from the chain around your neck.

You sat in catering, joined by Naomi and Brie, the three of you catching up on life while tuning in to the match that played over the television. It was Seth versus Daniel, with Roman and Dean who got the chance to sit in on commentary for the night.

“I saw that interaction you and Dean had with that cute fan. You guys totally made her day.” Naomi grinned, noting how the little stunt you and Dean pulled was circulating around social media.

It was met with mostly positive lighthearted reactions that somehow didn’t revolve around the rumors that you were together in real life.

“Oh, she was adorable! I just wished she slapped Dean a little harder.” You shrieked, making the girls laugh thinking of how much fun this girl must have had.

Michael Cole’s voice drew your attention back to the TV.

“Dean last week you and the boys got into some stuff backstage with a certain female superstar. I suppose The Authority has you all on high alert after Steph nearly got attacked on your watch.”

The camera panned slightly to the commentators’ desk, where Dean’s fingertips tapped against his collarbones, seemingly forgetting the match in front of him at the mention of you.

“We’re used to threats of all kinds, but usually they aren’t this pretty or alluring. And she’s feisty, I’ll tell you that much, but I doubt she’ll want to mess with The Authority as long as The Shield is around,” he replied smugly, glancing over at Roman who nodded in agreement.

“She’s also got quite the smile, if you ask me! She’s drop-dead gorgeous,” The King, Jerry Lawler, jumped into the conversation, adding a whistle for good measure.

Dean’s face twisted in distaste as he shook his head at the legend, “Jeez, relax, would you, King? I’m sure she’s into the younger, more charming kinda guys—you know, piercing blue eyes, killer body, top-notch sense of humor?”

“Are you insinuating that—”

“What Dean means is that we’re not letting her distract us. In fact, she’s history from here on out.” Roman cut in.

Interrupting Cole from finishing his sentence that was sure to get Dean in hot water for making the entire match about his in real-life girlfriend whom he was irrevocably in love with.

The girls beside you whistled and giggled like middle-schoolers, knocking their elbows into your shoulders, knowing your boyfriend couldn’t help but get a little jealous even if it was just all for fun—what could you say? Your boyfriend was more than a little protective.

“Oh, he’s obsessed with you!” Brie teased, while you hung your head low, masking your blush behind your hair.

“What he is going to be is fired if he keeps it up.” You groaned half-jokingly, raising your head when you heard the bell ring and their theme song hit.

Roman and Dean slid into the ring, lifting their brother’s arm up in victory and celebrating together before retreating backstage through the crowd. But of course Dean couldn’t miss a poster with your name written across it, smirking at the fan who wore your merch and giving his nod of approval for support.

You quickly said goodbye to the girls, tossing your plate of food into the bins and heading towards the corridor where you knew they would be coming in from. When you arrived, they just so happened to get through the doors, arena security guards shaking their hands and posing for a quick picture and then heading off.

“Really? You know being on commentary means you comment on the match in front of you? Not your girlfriend.”

You crossed your arms across your chest, leaning against the walls as you gawked feigning exasperation.

Roman and Seth snickered, swinging their heads and heading off towards the carts to recuperate, letting you and Dean have your usual banter that turned into a love fest all too fast.

“Is there something going on between you and Jerry? Because I might just put him out of retirement.” He made his way towards you, lifting a speculating brow.

You let your arms fall across his waist, a cheeky smile seeping on to your features at the thought of him truly being jealous over Jerry Lawler, of all people. Yet you didn’t hesitate to iron out his worries, staring up at him fondly.

“It’s an honor to be one of his favorite female superstars, but I can assure you it’s all one sided. My sights are strictly set on a more younger, charming guy with piercing blue eyes and an impeccable sense of humor.”

You chided, poking at his cheek, watching the dimples form when he tried to hold back his smile.

“Some might even say good with the ladies?” He added with a wiggle of his brows while you threw your head back and laughed, pushing at his chest.

“Yeah, right. I’m the only lady he’s good with.”

He nodded in agreement, pulling you closer and placing a quick kiss on your forehead.

“Let’s get out of here before I do something else that gets me in trouble.”

You linked your fingers with his, the two of you strolling back towards the main area of the arena out of the public space.

As you made your way through the dimly lit corridors, a few fans who were taking bathroom and concession stand breaks caught sight of your backs. However, they didn’t recognize you out of your wrestling attire—curiously wondering who was the mystery lady was.

Dean watched the monitors intently, his knee bouncing up and down anxiously from where he was sitting in gorilla position tuning into your championship contender match against Nikki. The final minutes were winding down, and Brie had already been ejected, sent backstage after the ref caught her trying to aid her twin in the match.

“That’s my girl!” he clapped loud, standing up as you hit your finisher and got the pin—the rest of gorilla cheering for you, knowing it was a long time coming.

You hadn’t told him the outcome of the match, and no matter how hard he tried to get it out of you, it was all worth it seeing you celebrate and get one step closer to your first championship run. When you made it up the ramp and back through the curtain, you were instantly lifted off your feet, your arms clinging around his frame before being smothered in congratulatory kisses.

“I knew you were gonna win it.” He told you, setting you down and tucking strands of your hair behind your ear.

“I think I deserve a celebration tonight, don’t you?” You whispered secretly just for the two of you to hear, both of you sharing grins before he nodded, and placed a kiss on your lips.

“I say we get our segment over with, then get out of here?” He proposed, already hearing the stage hand calling out for the two of you to get into positions backstage.

“I’d like that a lot.” You agreed, taking his hand to where a stagehand was guiding you through the short segment.

Seth, Roman and Steph were already on their marks, greeting you with hugs and salutes before needing to step out of view while the cameras set up. They would be close behind Steph, acting as her personal security personnel for when she confronted you about your match on Sunday.

“Action!”

“Well, well, well,” Stephanie clapped her hands slowly, approaching you where you sat on the carts, icing your shoulder, “Congratulations on being the number one contender for the women’s championship, I guess you are champion material after all.”

You bit the inside of your cheek, grimacing at the strain in your shoulder before standing up to face her.

“Save it, Stephanie, and cut to the chase. What’s the catch? I know you wouldn’t make it this easy for me to get what I want.”

She frowned deceptively, “Do you really think I’m that cruel?” she glanced behind her, questioning the boys, “Can you guys believe that?”

They sneered at you, shaking their heads before Steph turned her attention back to you with a heavy sigh that always meant bad news.

“I’ll have you know that I always knew that you could do it, you just needed someone to light that fire underneath you. And I’m sure you’ll get the job done this Sunday. But just to be very sure, I think The Shield wouldn’t mind a front-row seat at your championship match.”

You clenched your jaw, glaring at her, “I don’t need them causing distractions.”

Dean snorted, gesturing to himself in a self-absorbed manner, “I’m flattered sweetheart, I really am, but your attention really should be on winning.”

You turned your nose up at him, looking the other way “Oh please, don’t let it get to your head Ambrose, you disgust me on many levels.”

Steph clapped her hands, looking at the faction, then back at you.

“Well, it’s settled. The Shield will be ringside for your championship match on Sunday. And I’ll be tuning in…champ.”

With that, she strutted away, leaving you and the boys behind with the camera still focused on you four.

“Stay out of my way,” you growled, eyeing each one of them down threateningly, not wanting your one championship opportunity to be at risk.

“Don’t worry about us.” Roman shook his head, walking off first.

“Wouldn’t want to let that championship slip from right under you.” Seth cackled manically, rubbing his hands together and following suit.

Only you and Dean remained, but this time instead of words being spoken aloud for everyone else to hear, his hands came up to cup around your ear, whispering words only two would ever know.

“I’ll be cheering you on. You know I always am. And you looked sexy out there, by the way.”

He backed off with a wink, leaving you flushed despite trying to play it off as hatred.

The crowd could only wonder what Dean had said to you, and it seemed like Cole and Jerry were just as curious, speaking over commentary about some ideas. Shortly after, the cameras cut, and once again, you were lifted off your feet, Dean hoisting you up a few inches off the ground to give you a proper hug after being rushed in gorilla.

“Congrats again, and don’t forget to go over the script changes!” Stephanie reminded, smiling as she waved goodbye to you and Dean, knowing you two would be pleasantly happy with creative’s turn on the storyline.

Dean raised an eyebrow, calling out to her “Script changes?”

Stephanie grinned, looking over her shoulder towards the both of you. “Just a little tweak for the next show. You’ll like it a lot.”

As she walked away, you and Dean exchanged curious glances not knowing what the script change could be on such short notice.

“Guess we better check those out,” you shrugged tossing the melted ice pack into a nearby trash bin.

He nodded, his hand finding yours again running his fingertips across your knuckles, leaning down to murmur against your lips.

“Yeah, but first, let’s get out of here and celebrate your win. And I meant what I said earlier…you look pretty damn sexy.”

“Lead the way, baby.” You leaned in, letting your lips brush his gingerly, a lingering kiss remaining until you were left to worship the rest of it in privacy.

“Get up, AJ!” you screamed, yanking her up by the hair and throwing her down into one of the corners of the ring.

Your boot met her midsection repeatedly until the ref pulled you back, giving her a moment to catch her breath while you and the official exchanged some words in the meantime.

The Shield boys kept to themselves, spread out on all three sides of the ring, keeping an eye on the entire match and most importantly, you.

To be quite honest, it was hard for Dean to hold back on his excitement, his tongue practically bruised from biting down on it, trying not to break out of character and into smiles or cheers when you got the upper hand in the match.

They were anxiously waiting for their cue; you picking AJ back up and throwing her towards the center of the ring, ready to go for your finisher. That’s when they got into positions, teetering up on the apron grabbing onto the ropes as if they were stalking their way in.

“What the hell is The Shield doing, Cole?” Jerry questioned, his voice filled with concern.

“I have no clue, but it can’t be good. We have to assume, ladies and gentleman, that Stephanie McMahon put them up to this,” Cole proposed.

You took notice of the men involving themselves in the biggest match of your life, brows pulled together in anger and frustration.

“Hey! What the hell is wrong with you guys?” You shouted, turning your attention to the boys who were now standing on the apron, sights set on you.

You walked towards Dean, and the ref headed towards Roman and Seth signaling for them to get down.

“Leave me the hell alone” You seethed, coming face to face with Dean. The only thing separating the both of you were the ring ropes.

“I know you like it.” He gloated, arms held wide, earning boos from the crowd.

You shook your head, turning away slightly only for the palm of your hand to meet his cheek with a harsh slap a few seconds later.

The crowd erupted in cheers as Dean pinched his eyes shut, shaking off the sting in his skin, putting on a cocky sneer that quickly had you angered again. You kept an eye on the titantron in front of you, aware that AJ would be coming in any second to catch you off guard, which was all a part of the finish.

Seth and Roman hopped back down onto the floor, while Dean took notice of AJ sprinting behind you. His arms shoving you out harm’s way in order to take the hit. Her legs knocking him to the floor, while she fell to the mat, unaware that you had backed into one of the corners, shocked at Dean’s sacrifice, but none the less not wasting time.

You quickly got to your feet, delivering a super-kick to her jaw before lifting her body into position for your finisher and hitting it in the center of the ring. You hurried into the pin, locking her legs and arm as the ref counted.

“1, 2, 3…ring the bell!”

Surprise and shock covered your features, your hands covering your face as you tried to hold back tears for backstage while the ref walked over to retrieve your title. AJ rolled out of the ring, giving you your moment to savor as the championship was placed in your arms and your theme song blasted through the sold-out arena.

You forced yourself off your knees, thrusting the championship high up in the air, gaining cheers and applauses from the audience who were on their feet. You swore you could jump into your boyfriend’s arms right then and there without a care in the world about scripts and keeping up the act—but you knew it’d all be worth it.

Seth, Roman, and Dean hopped back onto the apron, this time not faltering on letting themselves through the ropes, stalking their way towards you as your theme song suddenly got cut and the ref scrambled out towards safety.

“Uh oh, is The Shield going to spoil the best night of her WWE career?” Cole speculated.

“I hope not. The last thing we need is the new WWE women’s champ being put out of action all because of these three men.” Jerry added.

You swallowed thickly, clutching the championship to your chest, looking left and right for a way out that was impossible at this point. There was nowhere left for you to go, the crowd anxiously awaiting to see what was going to happen next.

Dean’s fingertips hovered over your face, clutching your skin delicately and forcing you to meet his orbs. You looked stunned, about to break in terror until suddenly a wide smile emerged across your features.

“Oh, my god! What the hell is going on?” The commentators cried out disturbingly.

Seth and Roman stepped back with laugher rumbling in their chests, clapping and pointing at the both of you as if they had known the real story all along.

Meanwhile, Dean closed the space between your lips, pulling you into a fervent kiss taking everyone aback. Your lips moved together in tandem, like they always did behind the scenes where no one had a clue you were flying right under their noses.

You both pulled away, smiling widely at each other, before he gestured towards you, reaching to grab your wrists and lifting it high up in the air, your theme song hitting once more, this time the crowd torn between cheers and boos.

Dean held you close, his pride evident in his eyes letting everything around him turning into white noise.

“My girl. My champ.” he whispered, speaking to you like you were the only ones in the world in that very moment.

You looked up at him, closing your eyes in bliss, before mouthing the words.

“We got away with it.”

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a/n: hi everyone!!! this is my first imagine/one-shot here on tumblr and im excited to be getting back into my wwe era. it's always fun revisiting my loves (aka: dean, roman, and seth), and i can't wait to mesh some stories with my fave taylor tracks. this one is loosely based off false god hehehe.

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riptides-n-roses · 6 months ago

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dirty secret - seth rollins (18+)

⛧ pair - seth rollins (architect era) x reader

⛧ warnings: unprotected p in v, biting, hickeys, trying not to get caught, cre@mpie, consensual sex, little hint of fluff, hate sex. (Honestly idk if this contains angst but i'll go ahead and add this as a warning)

⛧ he's an absolute cutie and i feel that he should have some smut written about him too; i will say right now that this is taken place around 2015 authority era. so imagine rollins in his architect character with the championship. :)

⛧ after seth rollins costed you a win for the championship, you've started to hate his guts and he hated yours too. but what if the two of you were hiding something...

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Backstory:

You were one of the top babyfaces of WWE and heavily adored by the audience. The way you competed against female superstars always caught their attention. You were insanely talented with your move-sets and your finisher (which was a double arm grab curb stomp.) However, The Authority took notice of this, including the WWE world-heavyweight champion, Seth Rollins.

One night, you had a match against Nikki Bella for the Divas Championship. As soon as you were about to hit your iconic finisher, Rollins came out to the ring, leaving you confused and distracted, not realizing that Nikki was rolled under the ring, and her twin sister, Brie Bella, disguised as her. You shrugged and went back to your match. However, Brie quickly rolled you over for the cover.

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It was over. Nikki Bella is still the Divas Champion. After Nikki and Brie leave the ring to celebrate her victory, you sat in the ring with disbelief. But also, pure anger. You turned your attention to Rollins who was still watching you from the titantron, with a shit-eating grin on his face, proud that he prevented you from reaching a milestone you worked hard for. The audience roared with excitement as you quickly left the ring and made your way to Rollins, delivering a slap across the face. He was stunned as you left the arena.

Backstage, you were stopped by the Authority to ask you something.

“Y/N, we’ve been taking notice of you and your moves and we’ve got to say. You are talented.” Stephanie spoke, looking you up and down with a smile.

“Um…Thanks?” Your tone was full of confusion. “But, No Offense at all, why are you speaking to me about that?”

“Well Y/N…” Triple H chimed “You see, The Authority always does what’s best for business. And we’ve agreed that the newest member…should be you.”

Your eyes widened. You? A member of The Authority? You wouldn’t. You couldn’t. You’re already a loveable superstar with the audience. Why change that now for absolute power?

“I…I don’t know. I’m already happy with where I am. The WWE Universe seems to agree too. I wouldn’t give that away with all due respect. Besides, I refuse to be in the same group as Seth Rollins who’s literally ruined my opportunity tonight to be a champion.” You wanted to puke mentioning that name.

“We understand your frustration.” Stephanie replied. “But, it wasn’t our decision for him to prevent that. That’s why we’re here to bring an offer.”

“And what would that be?”

“You. In The Authority. If you join us, you can have any opportunity you could ask for. We’ll even get you your deserved rematch for the Divas Championship with any qualifications that you desire. All it takes is for you to do what’s Best. For. Business.”

Stephanie’s words seemed to give you some interest, your thoughts hypnotized with visions of you under the faction. You raised your eyebrows with excitement but also anxiety. Were you willing to give away everything you achieved just because you’ve always dreamed to be champion? Were you going to fall trap to their words? Were you…going to turn heel?

Before you could speak, an angry Seth Rollins storms in to where you and the Authority were, demanding an answer from you.

“What the actual hell, Y/N?” he yelled. “Do you not understand who you’re dealing with? I’m Seth freakin’ Rollins!”

“AND?! You think I care?” you screamed back at him. “You cost me the match I’ve busted my ass for. And for what? That should’ve been ME with the championship! And I would’ve been champion right now if it wasn’t for you ruining it you son of a bitch!”

Your words echoed all through backstage, the audience cheering, chanting your name around the arena. The Authority were shocked with your recent change in behavior. You’ve never spoken like that before and it shocked many. You and Rollins began to stare each other down, both of you delivering cold stares to each other’s faces. You shook with absolute anger while staring him down. You hated him. He hated you. But the WWE Universe seemed to grab an interest with this heated moment between you two, hoping an intergender match would come to be to settle your new feud with the heavyweight champion.

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Present:

Another episode of Monday Night Raw had arrived. Tonight, you had a match with Paige to gain momentum to have your rematch with Nikki Bella for the Divas Championship. Seth Rollins, on the other hand, had a match with Randy Orton, after he betrayed him last week during a handicap match with Roman Reigns. The question was…where were you? And where was Seth Rollins? No one knew your whereabouts neither his. Anytime there was a text or call, neither of you answered. When Monday Night Raw started, Stephanie came out to make an address to the WWE Universe.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Monday Night Raw! Tonight, there’s going to be matches with superstars you all love and new opportunities to be brought to the table. But, there is a huge problem. Y/N and your WWE World-heavyweight champion, Seth Rollins- “the WWE Universe booed to his name, making Stephanie laugh a bit. “They’re not here! We’ve been trying to get in contact with the two superstars and nothing has been done now. However, that doesn’t mean any changes. The Authority is confident that Rollins and Y/N WILL be here tonight. We’ll do everything we can to have them perform. With that said, ENJOY THE SHOW!”

The WWE Universe, including the staff and locker rooms, were confused as to why you and Seth were missing. You never missed any day away from Raw before. So why tonight?

The truth was you and Rollins were at the arena. However, what no one knew was that you and Seth were in his locker room, leaving hot breathy kisses all over each other as you bounced on his hard cock.

“F-fuck Seth…” you moaned, your breasts jiggling with each thrust. Seth had a tight grip on your ass while the other hand was around your hip. His groans making you even wetter.

“Good girl. Take every inch of my cock like the slut you are.” He muttered, his grip on your ass getting tighter, white knuckles forming. He was enjoying how you took his length, his tip always hitting your spot with each thrust.

“Y-you know…The Authority’s not going to like this.” You whined, not wanting him to stop fucking you like this. His thrusts were deep and slow, making sure your walls will remember his shape.

“Oh, shut up. They’re not going to do anything. Besides, this will be our little dirty secret.” He replied, his face going up to one of your breasts, roughly sucking on some skin. You gasped from how he sunk his teeth into your flesh, leaving bite marks and hickeys all over your breasts – you were lucky to have ring gear that didn’t show your breasts or cleavage.

“Fuck, baby…” He groaned “Why haven’t we been doing this before?” His hands now grab your ass as he thrusts a little faster. You threw your head back, covering your screams with one hand so neither of you would get caught.

“You…You know I still hate your guts, right?” you giggled, making Rollins deliver a hard slap across your ass, earning a whine from your lips.

“I hate you too…but why do I love this so damn much?” He asked with breathy moans, “You’re still a little brat. Don’t forget that.”

“I could care less…fuck right there…You’re still an asshole”

“I know, sweetheart. Now be quiet and take this dick like a good little bitch.”

As much as you both hated to admit it, you both drove each other crazy, sexually and in a weird sort of way romantically too. But that would’ve been way too soon. Besides what would the WWE Universe think if they found out about your hidden relationship? Seth Rollins, a total heel who’s also a huge asshole. You, an adored babyface who deserves to be champion. You two could never let them find out. Not now and not anytime soon.

You lost your thought when you felt another slap on your ass from Seth, his thrusts getting sloppy. You knew he was going to cum. You hope he came inside of you, to remind you about your secret. Only he could fuck you this good and make you never want to stop things with him. You’d do crazy shit for him if you wanted to.

“Baby…I’m getting close. I’m going to cum in you.” He growled as his thrusts get faster, earning high pitched moans from your lips. He fucks you way too good.

“M-Me too…” You were shaking, desperately to cum your stomach tightening for release.

“I know baby…Remember we got to be quiet. We don’t want no one finding this out do we?”

You shut him up by pressing your lips against his – muffled moans as he came in your pussy, you following him, his arms holding your hips down tightly as he rode out his orgasm. His warm cum leaking out of you made you beg for more. You stayed on top of him, his cock still inside of your cunt as you looked into his eyes, he gave you that same cocky smile like he did that night.

“Fuck, baby…You drained me like that. I don’t know if I’ll have enough energy for my match tonight.” He laughed, leaving another slap on your ass cheek. You giggled as you wiggled your ass, your cunt throbbing from how sensitive you were.

“Same here…How are we supposed to tell everyone where we were?” You asked, your breaths were hoarse.

“We don’t. And this stays between us. Understood?”

“Whatever you say, asshat.”

You and Seth looked into each other’s eyes, with a stare down, heavy breathing coming from the both of you. As you laid your head in the crook of his neck, he played with some strands of your hair, admiring you.

“You know…I been meaning to ask you. Are you still mad at me for costing you a title match?” he mocked.

“Hmm…maybe.” You chuckled, surprised that he recognized that he was wrong for that.

“How about…I take you out for dinner and eat your cunt as an apology?” he offered “Besides, we need to get ready for our matches.”

“Hm…Sounds like a plan” You replied.

You raised your head and smiled at him before giving him another kiss

“Even though we’re supposed to hate each other, I actually like you.”

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damiansgoodgirll · 1 year ago

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can you please write a really really sad story where you were dating seth rollins when he was still on shield but the. becky joins and he cheats on you with her please ❤️

i love becky so so so so so much, i’m feeling so guilty for making her the bad guy here :(

seth rollins x reader

tw : angst, cheating

traitor

you knew something was off the moment your boyfriend started skipping your usual movie nights or your friday afternoon training together.

he claimed he was too tired or too busy but you knew he was hiding something, you just couldn’t picture what.

you and seth had been dating for almost a decade, you were there through his in and out of the shield, you were there when he turned his back on seth and roman, you were there when he shared his last hug with roman before he retired to treat his cancer and you were there when seth wasn’t fully understanding the reason his best friend dean ambrose left wwe.

you were there for him, always.

he was the first person you met when you joined wwe, only 18 at the time but with so much energy to learn and be better.

he started training you, teaching you new moves and new tricks and you couldn’t be more grateful. but something bloomed out from that friendship, something that was more than friendship.

he asked you on a date. and one date turned into a second date and a second date turned into movie nights together at his place, falling asleep on his couch, him making love to you, showing you how much he loved you and how grateful he was that you were in his life.

he made you feel safe and protected, and it’s been going on for almost ten years so you couldn’t understand why he was distancing himself from you.

you saw him getting closer to becky lynch, one of your best friend. you simply thought he was training her, the same way he did to you and the same way he did with so many other wrestlers but you saw him spending more and more time with her and completely avoiding you.

“seth…can we talk?” you asked him one night, while you were both laying in bed.

“sure” he turned his face to you.

“is everything okay?”

“of course, what you mean?” he asked. he knew what you meant. he knew you weren’t stupid and he knew you were going to find out.

“i mean…is everything okay? you know if there’s something that’s bothering you, you can always talk to me…i’ve seen you’ve been avoiding me more and more these past days and if i did something to make you mad i’m so sorry…” you apologised and seth felt his heart breaking a little more.

you were apologising for his cheating.

“i promise you love, you didn’t do anything to make you mad” it pained him to lie to you “i’m not mad at you, i promise you…i’ve just been training more these days and i’m always too tired” he laughed “i promise i’ll be more present from now on” he scooped you closer into his embrace and even if his words were supposed to comfort you, you felt something was off, you felt he was lying.

and you were right.

of course you were.

you weren’t supposed to hit the gym that day but the receptionist called you to tell you that a few days prior you forgot some of your clothes in the changing room and that she put them aside for you.

parking in your usual spot you noticed becky’s car was there and your boyfriend’s car was there too. you found it weird seeing seth car there as he told you that he was at finn’s home to help him train.

the moment you stepped into the gym you knew the receptionist didn’t call you only for your clothes, she wanted you to know the truth, she wanted you too see what was going on.

becky’s arms around seth chest as she was kissing his shoulders while he was lifting some weights. he couldn’t stop smiling and you felt so stupid for even believe everything was fine. he saw your reflection in the mirror and before he could say anything you were out of the gym, reaching for your car and driving way too fast for everyone’s liking.

you couldn’t stop the tears falling from your eyes and you knew you couldn’t face seth so instead of going straight home you booked a room in your favorite hotel in town.

he called you but you never answered. he texted you but you left him on read. you were so mad and disappointed you couldn’t even face him.

your friend rhea knew something was wrong the moment you didn’t show up at your girls night together. she tried to contact you but you wouldn’t reply, not even to her. liv called you, shayna texted you so many times your phone was probably going to explode.

seth knew where you were but he knew that if he came to see you it would only ended up with blood on his face so he preferred letting things calm down.

it was the morning after, when you stepped into the wwe headquarters that you saw him. you looked like shit, you were wearing the same clothes of the day before, your eyes all red and you looked tired, almost as if you didn’t sleep at all.

“can we please talk?” seth followed you when you were going into your own office but he stopped you before you could go in.

“i’m not really in the mood…”

“please…” he begged and you turned around “i’m so sorry…i should have told you and…”

“should have told me what? that you were cheating? that my boyfriend, the one i’ve been dating for the past years has been cheating with one of my best friends? that you aren’t even ashamed about it? i really don’t wanna hear it seth…” you said almost screaming, a few heads turning around but you didn’t care.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” he said again.

“i don’t care if you’re sorry! you should have told me! you should have told me that you weren’t in love anymore instead of cheating on me! i deserved to know, i deserved to know the truth…instead you preferred lying…” you kept saying, you didn’t care if you were crying.

“i know…i know i fucked up” he was hurting seeing you like that. you were a good person, you always stayed by his side, you were loyal and caring and you didn’t deserve this, he knew that, but at the same time he couldn’t stop what he was feeling for becky.

“you fucked up? fucking my best friend, cheating behind my back, lying and making me feel like it was my fault and all you have to say is that you fucked up? i want you out of my home seth, i want you out of my life…i want you and becky out of everything, i can’t even look at you without crying…why did you do it?” you asked him.

“i - i don’t have an excuse…i know, i shouldn’t have done it…i should have talked to you” he said wiping his tears away.

“i’ve asked you so many times, i’ve asked you so many times if everything was okay, if everything was good and you kept saying yes, that i shouldn’t worry…for how long?” you asked him, knowing that the actual answer might broke you.

“five months…” he said.

five months.

two months ago was your anniversary. he was already fucking her in the same moment he was fucking you. he was telling her how much he loved her the same moment he was telling it to you.

“oh god…” you whispered, thinking about everything that happened in the past five months. you even brought up the idea of starting a family with him, you were talking about getting married and he was fucking your best friend behind your back.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” he apologised.

“leave…please, leave, i don’t wanna see you ever again…i think i’ll take a break from wrestling, i can’t even stand in the same room as you and becky without wanting to rip your heads off…” you said before turning back and going into your office.

he stood there for a few minutes, watching the plain white door that was in front of him.

before leaving he was met with the angry look on rhea’s face.

“don’t say anything please…” he said.

“you and becky disgust me…” she said before checking up on you.

you let her in and, knowing she heard everything about your and seth’s conversation, you knew you couldn’t lie to her and you spilled everything and she let you cry over her shoulder, helping you calming you down and comforting you, because all you needed in that moment was to feel affection.

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Hello, my name is Alex and/or Cyber! This is my master list!

WWE

- Seth freakin’ Rollins :) (any gender)

-Rhea Ripley (any gender)

-Dominik M. (Any gender)

-Damian Priest (any gender)

-Finn Balor (any gender)

You can request ppl!!!!!!!

Obey me

-any of the brothers any gender!

Any of the side characters (NOT luke only if it’s platonic!) and any gender!

Request ppl!!

Twisted wonderland

Any of heartslabyul

Any of the dorms in general lol

Any of the staff (no Grimm unless it’s platonic!! :)

Demon slayer!

Any hashira! (Even tengen’s wives)

Any demon!

Tanjiro or any one of that group! (No nezuko unless it’s platonic!)

Anything horror!

Scream!

Halloween

Friday the 13th

Nightmare on elm street

YOU NAME IT!!! I DO IT!!!!

Please request anything else! I will happily except them! If I don’t know them I will do research!!!

I will do a angst, fluff, I will try to do smut but I still have to practice it!

Again! Please request!!! I will happily except them! You can request anything! To fandoms to oneshots to imagines!

-Alex! <3

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itjazzbicch · 3 years ago

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Pairing: Seth Rollins x Fem Reader

Summary: As a former member of the Shield, the reader is put in great distress when Seth enters his match against Roman at the Royal Rumble in his Shield gear, reinacting their entrance. Overcome with emotion, she doesn't expect to cross paths with him later on, needing proof in order to believe his words during their exchange...

Warnings: SMUT (18+ ONLY!) (Also, Dean Ambrose is referenced as Jon!)

Requested by: No One (But I hope you all enjoy it!)

Word Count: 2188

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @jessiebean00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @hungmanhorsecarriage @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @whenimakeitshine1234

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

We’d always sit in the back part of every arena regardless the magnitude of a show or paperview, even if it was Wrestlemania. Deep in the back where no one could find us, anyone else would’ve found it odd, but that was our favorite spot, back when I was in the Shield.

“Sierra, Hotel, India, Echo, Lima, Delta. SHIELD.”

Chills ran down my spine, hairs on the back of my neck stood tall and the sight of Seth making his way through the crowd in his old gear sent me into the past, for a moment I saw Roman, Jon, and myself behind him.

My blinking was uncontrollable, telling myself that this wasn’t happening but it was. I knew Seth was good at getting inside of someone’s head, psychological warfare in order to gain an advantage in a match, but I never thought he’d do something like this.

It was so hard to watch their match and despite disliking Roman’s recent attitude, I couldn’t blame him for not breaking his submission. I knew that if I were in his shoes, I’d be wrestling with emotion. I probably wouldn’t even let Seth past the barricade and finish his entrance.

Roman smacking Seth in the back with a chair, returning that devastating moment put me in a flashback. The arena filled with a shocking gasp, the silence falling along with my heart.

Backing into the corner, unable to move and not believing what I saw when Seth smack Roman with a chair, but it was oh so real. Seth turning his back on us. That day our lives changed so drastically.

I couldn’t bear the pent up emotion that I was beginning to drown in, rushing past everyone in the arena like there was an emergency, but when I got down to the back where they kept all of the chairs and giant bins, everything felt so calm.

Dark, quiet, not a soul in sight. Just like I remembered every night being. A place where I once had great memories, but now? Heartbreak, a whole in my chest where that love once rested.

Slowly, I crawled on top of a bin, back against the wall, reminiscing about my shield days, almost able to feel the ghost of our former selves around me.

My eyes jolted open when I heard metal clanking softly. Any time someone came down in there, we stood our guard and this was no different, stealthy jumping down from the bin, staying hidden in the shadows, waiting for whatever it was, till I saw the silhouette of a familiar figure, a bowed head with hair falling toward the floor.

Seth freakin’ Rollins himself.

His awareness was still sharp, head turning slowly when I stood up and even in the darkness, he knew, whispering, “Fitting that I’d find you here.”

With each breath I took, I was shaking like hell. Much like Roman, ready to grab a chair and beat him with it.

“Roman and I have our differences now too,” My anger spoke, “But I don’t blame him one bit for what he just did.”

“Of course,” He chuckled, which pissed me off, my anger speaking more:

“Don’t act like this a joke! Do you have any idea how badly you hurt us that day?!”

The small glimmer of light there was fell between our distance, his brown eyes visible through his hair and for a change, he didn’t look like a madman, but my anger didn’t let believe any thing coming from him, ranting:

“Roman and Jon loved you like a brother! You were my best friend! We did everything together and you ruined it just to become a champion? Something we could’ve helped you with! Fulfill a prophecy that only very few factions accomplished here! You always had the potential, as much as I hate admitting it now, and you still decided to be a snake! And you should consider yourself lucky because if I were Roman, I would’ve done a lot, lot worse. Wearing that gear you don’t deserve to wear, coming out to our anthem? The nerve that you have! You are more brave than you are smart, ironic that they call you an architect!”

Years of emotion were trapped deep inside of me, finally released in that moment, tears following like a river, voice cracking through my expression:

“Then you just completely avoided me. Like a ghost even when you continued to have your moments with Roman and Jon, even if it wasn’t long. No one has ever caused me such horrible pain like you did Seth! I’ve never had such a massive hole in my heart and it can never be filled. Never! What are you even doing down here?!”

Seth had no words for me as I expected, although I never expected to explode like this, didn’t realize how hard I was crying, reliving the immense pain till the whole world around came to a screeching stop.

I sensed nothing till warmth met my cheek, the soft skin of his thumb wiping away my tears, lips were quivering, but instantly calm when met with such passion. For the first time in a long time, I felt true emotion from him.

A fire ignited underneath of me when Seth’s lips came against mine, a hard press to get his emotions across yet so tender, shaking because of how breathless I was and when he stopped for a breath, eyes meeting my gaze, I saw someone I hadn’t seen in forever. My best friend.

“Y/N,” He whispered, feeling his hand shake a little while cradling my face with both hands, thumbs wiping away the rest of my tears, “Going out as the Shield tonight was just mind games for Roman, but I get it. What I did caused irreversible damage, but I stayed away for a reason. What I did had a reason, even if you don’t understand and like Roman, if you never want to forgive me, I’ll accept that.”

My mind blanked. I didn’t know what to think, put into even more shock when he admitted:

“It’s quite clear that breaking up the Shield was the only thing I’ve done that hurt you and that’s why I stayed away. I couldn’t break your heart more while I love you.”

This was actually happening. Seth was being himself again. In the back of my mind, I just knew meanwhile the confusing emotions needed more than words to believe truly, expressing:

“You love me? Then prove it.”

His chest began to heave slightly, knowing there would be no more chances like the one he had right now, breathing, “This is the only way I can prove it.”

His next kiss hit me even harder, wind intensifying the chills when he ripped off the vest he wore, one arm around my neck and the other around my hip to reel me into a deep embrace, chest against chest, able to feel how both of our hearts were pumping so hard, hot blood creating an impenetrable heat.

The moment I saw that chair hit Romans back, I built a wall between Seth and I, but with his lips speaking true emotion, love like poetry during that kiss, it made me ready to take a match and burn that wall down to ashes.

His heart pounded like a drum, lips parting to breathe and uncontrollably, I pulled him back to me. That fire beneath me grew stronger, that wall between us engulfed in flames and burning down.

Seth had a fire of his own that met with mine, moving on our own, back smacking the wall, his lips pressing my head up against it, about melting when he backed away to throw his shirt off, but showing concern:

“Seth, you just had a really rough match-“

“I’m just fine,” He rebutted, coming right back at me, “I’ve never felt my adrenaline rush like this.”

I knew exactly how he felt, gasping at how fast the adrenaline in my body took off, no longer questioning anything, hand tangling up in his hair during a steaming hot kiss, tongue giving each other directions.

Anyone else would’ve thought that this would be slutty or obscene, but regardless if the Shield was together or not, this was a sacred place.

We followed what our lips gave off, kicking off my shoes and stepping out of my jeans and panties, eyes lustful while glancing downward to witness Seth basically naked, cock standing against the fur of his stomach, hands having no patience, taking me by the thighs and strength able to hold me perfectly still.

“You were always a little shit,” I joked, making us both giggling, loving that he was laughing purely.

“Always got us into trouble regardless,” He smirked, kissing, “You know I like taking risks and I really can’t help myself right now.”

“Neither can I,” My voice ached with anticipation, “I like taking risks too.”

“We were partners in crime after all,” He remembered, having my legs latch around his waist with a sweet gasp, handful of hair again while easing my hips down, tip of his cock stretching me slowly, faint moans rolling off my lips.

He wasn’t afraid to show his emotions with some noise, sharing a moan with me and sliding the rest of his cock up my walls, hitting sensitive points high and low, keeping me full and letting our hips meet.

“Oh dear god,” I couldn’t believe, the feeling creating such a blissful high, naturally rolling my hips against his, clearly a feeling that he liked, kissing to me:

“Do you believe me yet?”

Only moans could answer his question for now, sent into another world and impressed with how he could move quickly like he was, body tense and able to sense that adrenaline rush he mentioned, squeezing my hips tight and thrust every inch up so his tip could smack my sweet spot.

My head snapped back into the wall, breathing hitched and the pulse in my neck throbbing hard at all the kisses he placed along my neck, unable to help the slight sucks and bites, whispering to me:

“Have I proved myself yet? Tell me.”

“Seth,” I whined, tugging at his roots softly, spine arching with an ache.

He could always read me easily, able to keep me up right and hold me even with one arm wrapped around my neck, hand palming the arch of my back, tending to my every move, but hips still able to work, cock able to still pound away and even bottom me out.

That hole in my heart was filling with every touch, word, and noise; letting him know that and even earning a moan from him when my hips began working with his, adrenaline giving me the speed to match his, walls squeezing the hell out his girth.

“I believe you, Seth,” I cried happily, lips smacking his, “And I love you too.”

His arms about put me in a bear hug, but the sweetest hug, moving too fast for me to match, moans echoing all around us like ping pong, unable to stop nor wanting to and tears of happiness rolled down my cheek when he cooed to me:

“I’ve always loved you and I’m sor-, sorry it took me so long to show you.”

“It’s okay,” I gasped, arms wrapping around his head, thighs squeezing his lower core tight, “Just don’t s-s-stop. Please, Seth.”

“I won’t, baby,” He panted, maintaining that wicked pace that was still so passionate, earning more moans and truthful praises, soon only able to whine his name out, walls fitting him like a glove, cunt dripping wet and only wanting more, friction not letting him go whatsoever.

I never knew what would fill that hole in my heart, never expected it to be this, but I knew the moment we started kiss, he was it, holding him so tight, gasping desperately, shuddering in his embrace and so thankful for the great strength that he had.

“S-Seth! Seth!” I cried, nails dug into his shoulder, tugging at his scalp again and his kiss consoled me, cock hitting my sweet spot, wetness and pressure against my clit that sent me into another extreme high, walls pulsating and then slicking him.

I could briefly tell it was more than he expected, but working right through it till he had to stop, head resting along my shoulder while taking the air that we both needed.

“Y/N, just know that I wasn’t lying. Everything is so complicating,” He breathed heavily, but met my gaze, “But I’m not lying.”

“I know,” I exhaled, “If I didn’t I wouldn’t have said I love you too, let this happen or even let you kiss me.”

That put a pure smile on his face, not one of those mad ones, once again the Seth that I knew and loved, arms keeping me snug in another hug, head nuzzling mine, “You know, we never left this place alone.”

“Have a feeling I’m not leaving alone at all tonight,” I smiled, smiling more when he kissed softly:

“We’re going to pick up that habit, again.”

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I CAN SEE YOU

CHAPTER I: YOU BRUSH PAST ME IN THE HALLWAY

seth rollins x fem!writer+producer reader

word count: [5.3K]

warnings: no use of y/n, mild cursing, talks of anxiety, overall feel good chapter with some slight flirting.

🎧 the soundtrack

summary: Your first day on the main roster wasn't something you ever saw coming, but taking risks is the exact reason why you were there. Still, like walking on new grounds, you find yourself on edge, it a miracle that an encounter with a certain someone leaves you feeling a little at ease with the new beginnings ahead.

The pep in your step felt a little different, and so did the air that belonged to a city you’ve never stepped foot in before—but all of that culminated into nothing when you were thrown in with the sharks not knowing what exactly you were getting yourself into.

The corridors were far more confined than you remembered them being when you were a little kid, and the stares you got were almost gawking. So much different from the admiration that used to fill their orbs when you were a little girl running up and down similar hallways in a different state, different city, different night.

But it’s because you knew they didn’t look at you like that little girl anymore. Nowadays, your entire being was shaped by who your mother and father were, plus the prestigious family name you possessed and the legacy you were expected to carry on.

All of it is foreign, like figuring out how to walk again and this time it’s in a world full of larger-than-life characters that even you cannot seem to fathom quite yet. You grew up around all of it, but you never imagined walking in the shoes of those before you and paving your own way.

A way towards what could be the downfall of your family name or the rise of a new era that started with you.

“The evolution of this company lies within the palm of my hand and—shoot!”

Your footsteps came to an abrupt halt, your body meeting a stiff chest that nearly knocked you to your feet if it weren’t for the quick hands keeping you up by the waistline.

The loose paper scripts fell from your hands, cascading across the concrete floors, losing their orderly place from where you were practicing for what felt like the millionth time.

“Shit! Let me help you, I’m sorry.” A deep voice spoke apologetically, making sure you were standing upright before letting up on his grasp.

The man immediately beat you to it, bending down to gather all the papers, trying his best not to mix them up even more than he already did. Tapping them against the ground to get them in a crisp stack, he rose up and met your eyes.

“Thanks…sorry, it was my fault. I wasn’t paying attention.” You apologized, taking the stack of papers he handed to you.

He shook his head smiling assuringly, “I should’ve been more careful,” he paused for a brief moment, tilting his head at you as if he was trying to place you in his memory.

“Are you new here? I haven’t seen you around before.”

You nodded, smiling widely, trying your best to wash away the first day jitters, “Today’s my first day, actually.”

His lips parted in silent surprise before speaking once more.

“Welcome to the team, my names Seth by the way.” He held out his hand, offering it to you politely.

“Nice to meet you, Seth.” You shook his with a grin on your face.

All of him suddenly hitting you like a ton of bricks, realizing that you should’ve known him the second you two caught eyes.

You had been studying the program closely as a part of your preparation for the venture. Your father making sure you knew every face and every name, not just out of respect but to understand the importance of storytelling—something you were about to be a part of in mere hours as the clocked ticked on.

So you were familiar with Seth Rollins. The mastermind behind the toughest faction of all time, the architect behind his success, the very person who was able to redesign, rebuild, and reclaim it, and most recently the Monday Night Rollins that was taking the world by storm.

You introduced yourself to him, leaving out a very crucial part before you felt your phone buzzing in your back pocket. Quickly you released his hand, apologizing under your breath, pulling it out—the screen flashing with messages from your father wondering where you were.

You looked up at him, tucking your phone away.

“I gotta run. Hope to catch you around, Rollins!” You called out, passing him a simple wave before heading off to where you needed to be.

Seth shrugged, continuing on his way to catering not thinking anything much of the encounter. He was versed around the crew. Camera men, mic operators, stage hands, creative personnel, security—the list went on.

After years of being on the road with the same company, he was acquainted with almost everyone. Granted, he got some names confused here and there, but for the most part he knew the faces that were always around.

You happened to be one of the new ones—a pretty one at that. It wasn’t every day that the company expanded their crew, too accustomed to the people who were well seasoned with the type of show they were producing and the talent they needed to get it out to the fans. But he knew if you were here, then you surely knew what you were doing.

“There you are Mr. Monday Night,” Kofi whistled with a smirk, catching the sight of Seth walking through catering wearing a big ‘ole smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” he waved off, going to make himself a plate of food to get himself energized before the show, “You gonna call me that every time I enter the room?” He barked playfully, tossing a little bit of everything on his plate.

Kofi hummed, pulling out a chair for his friend to sit, “What’s the sense of you naming yourself Monday Night Rollins if I don’t seize the opportunity for a nickname?”

“We could always call you Triple R? Redesign, Rebuild, Reclaim?” Charlotte quipped and everyone shook their heads.

“Paul would have a field day with that one,” Dean snorted with a grunt.

Catering was one of the many communal spaces in every arena. Superstars mingling with others before and in between matches, and a lot of them traveling with others to make work feel more like play outside the ring. While the routine may seemed hectic for some, for people like Seth who had been doing it long before WWE, it was second nature, only this time nicer rental cars and occasional business class flights made it less stressful.

The catering door swung open, a stagehand who looked rather frantic eyed the room.

“Have any of you seen Ms. Levesque?”

Seth furrowed his brows, confused as he and the rest of the room answered ‘no’ while the stagehand sighed, communicating into their earpiece and then disappearing.

Stephanie had stepped down from her co-CEO position months ago after her husband Paul took over and while it wasn’t odd for her to pop in every once in a while, it was even odder that a stagehand of all people was out looking for her.

“Since when did Steph drop the Mrs?” He wondered, looking around at his friends who shrugged carelessly, not paying it any mind.

You raced through the hallways, reading aloud every plaque that hung from the doors until you finally came across the one you had been searching for amidst all the twists and turns of the arena. You turned the knob, pushing your way inside to be greeted with your dad looking up from his laptop and rising from his desk with a smile on his face.

“There you are,” He greeted, walking around to greet you with a hug.

“Hey,” You closed your eyes peacefully, holding him tightly before releasing, “Sorry I got caught up with TJ and Dave.”

You waved the still jumbled scripts in your hand, and he chuckled, nodding his head knowing that’s exactly where you should’ve been after he sent some stage hands to search for you. He could feel your anxiety and he could certainly read it in your face—no matter how much he tried to prepare you and let you process it on your own, he knew it was the normal nerves coming out to play.

“Relax kid, don’t get too in your head over this,” He encouraged you, gently nudging your side with his elbow. “The moment you get out there it’s going to come like second nature.”

You rolled your eyes, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Are you really trying to work in a Ric Flair reference right now?”

He laughed out loud, ruffling the top of your head with a grunt.

“You’re lucky you're my daughter you know that?”

“Oh trust me, I’m aware.”

You hung out in his office, getting the scripts placed back into the correct order, reading it over while your dad typed away responding to important emails he didn’t want to bore you with. It was his duty as a father to not stress you with unnecessary business on your very first day, but sooner than later he’d show you the ropes on what he knew you’d take on flawlessly.

After some time passed, a knock was heard on the door. You and your dad looking up in the direction and he called out a reply summoning them in.

It was Samantha, one of the few people you had met prior to your first day. She was the head of social media, running almost every WWE outlet on the internet. She gladly welcomed you, expressing her excitement for the day she got to make a post about you officially joining the company.

“Hey you, it’s your big day!” She congratulated with an embrace that you were incredibly grateful for.

“I’m so nervous. Promise me you won’t post my promo if I botch it?” You said half jokingly, but the fear was still obvious behind your eyes.

“You’re not going to botch it, trust me. Your dad told me you’ve been rehearsing it like every day.” She insisted, waving off your self doubts.

Paul rose his hands in defense, catching your half hearted glare you shot him.

“You know it by heart, but you also know how to make it feel natural and real, which is the most important part.”

Sam nodded her head in agreement, rubbing your arm up and down encouragingly before you plopped back down on the couch. She made her way towards your dad, holding out the reserved social media phone, linked to all of Triple H’s platforms, and displayed the post for one of their social media uploads.

“Speaking of important, I’m going to send out the tweet about the special announcement from your twitter account then I’ll retweet and quote from the company’s main account,” She explained, watching Paul scan through the text before giving an approving nod.

“Send it out.” He gave his approval and Sam promptly hit post, checking out the numbers already begin to fly through the notification tab just a few seconds later.

She looked over at you, shooting you a thumbs up, “You’re going to break the internet tonight, for all good reasons.”

You said your goodbyes to her, checking the time on your phone realizing that doors would open any minute now and time would surely pass faster than you’d like before it was showtime. Your hair and makeup was already done, needing just a little more of hairspray and a reapplication of lip-gloss.

“I should probably get changed, right?” You looked up at your dad who nodded and did some typing on his phone before standing up and strolling over to where you tried to relax your nerves.

“Go get changed and shake out your bones. I’ll meet you out in the ring, okay?” He spoke gingerly, slinging his arm across your shoulders, giving you a loving shake—the same one he always gave you when you needed the push.

“You sure you don’t want to go over it again?” You stared up at him, eyes wide with fret.

He shook his head, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

“I don’t want you to psych yourself out. You know it well and how to make it yours…that’s more than enough.”

He sent you on your way, but of course not without a request for your ‘personal assistant’ to follow you along. In actuality, it was his personal assistant, a sweet guy named Eddie who you had met times before—sometimes even the one picking up your phone calls to your dad when he was busy in meetings and talent relation.

“Ms. Levesque, your dress has been pressed and ironed. Would you like to change into it now?”

Eddie spoke with an exaggerated English accent, making you crack a laugh, shaking your head and taking the garment from where he held it out to you.

“The English would throw scones at you, you know?” You looked over at him, unzipping the plastic covering to inspect the dress you had picked out for the occasion.

You went simple, but something that still felt like you. A black sleeveless mock neck fitted dress that fell mid-thigh which you were going to pair with a red heels to signify your debut on Raw. Your mother had helped you pick it out a few weeks back and even left a special note strung around the hanger reading:

“Good luck on your first day, sweetie! Kill it and make her-story! - With love, mom”

Eddie snickered, easing up in your presence thankful that you weren’t so intimidating like your father. But Paul wasn’t all that bad. If anything he was the most decent employer he’d ever had, there just were a lot of expectations when it came to making sure the guy wasn’t under too much stress after his heart surgery.

“The dress totally breaks dress code, by the way. If this were any other company, you’d get a warning for indecency.” Eddie shook his head with a faux unimpressed frown on his face.

“Well by all means, let the slut shaming begin.” You giggled, wiggling your shoulders with a shimmy.

He scoffed begrudgingly, opening the bathroom door for you to head inside while he waited outside the door watching for any onlookers.

Fans had already begun finding their way to their seats while the crew finished setting up all the hard cameras and getting the visual prepped for the new graphics that would be displayed when your theme song hit.

Not only were the fans curious of Triple H’s special announcement, but so were the superstars who were caught off guard when producers went around letting everyone know that they would be up on stage for the broadcast.

Seth finished up in catering, making his way towards the nearest bathroom in order to douse his hair with some water prior to changing into his gear for the night. To his surprise, Triple H’s personal assistant Eddie was standing watch outside the door, prompting him to stop just a few feet away.

“Occupado?” Seth sought, to which Eddie nodded with a tight smile. “A quick outfit change,” He informed the superstar.

Seth assumed it was Paul, getting ready ahead of the big announcement. Lately the company had been on fire with him now in charge, giving all the superstars the work environment and creative freedom that they had been dying for. If it was something as big as a surprise that left talent in the dark, then it must have been legit.

The door pulled open from the inside and you fluffed your hair, striking a silly pose as you leaned against the doorframe. The two men turned their attention to you—Eddie bursting out into laughter, while Seth attempted to stifle his own.

“How do I look—oh! sorry, were you waiting long?” You immediately moved out of the way, an embarrassed red flush coming over your cheeks.

Seth shook his head and smiled, looking you up and down, “Nah, you’re fine. You look good by the way.”

“Thanks,” you smiled shyly, glancing over at Eddie who rose his brow at you, holding his arms out to take your folded clothing you once wore.

“Ready to go?” He asked, and you nodded, smoothing out your dress.

“Ready as ever.” You took a deep breath.

You timidly waved bye to Seth, keeping close to Eddie’s side trying to stay out of everyone’s way who were rushing through the halls trying to get ready for the show. Seth chuckled to himself, still wondering what your role was—editor? personal assistant? Surely, he’d find out soon enough.

“You’re going to do great, sucker-punch,” The country twang belonged to none other than Shawn Michaels who reassured you through the loud crowd roaring past the concrete walls.

He was your godfather and one of your dad’s bestest friends in the entire world who had come all the way to watch your big debut. He had been a constant in your life since you were a baby, and it was nice to have another father figure you could look up to, let alone work with down at NXT before your dad thought you were finally ready for the big leagues.

“I just wanna go over it again,” you took a deep breath rubbing your hands together nervously, and he nodded letting you go through the motions with him, “When I step out I pause for a few seconds then the cameras will follow behind me until I get through gorilla position?”

“Exactly that. The hard camera down the ramp will catch the first sight of you. Pause on your mark for a few seconds and when it feels right meet your dad in the ring.”

It was about the hundredth time you asked someone for clarification on the simple segment, but in your defense you were new to all of this and no matter how much confidence you had, you surely didn’t want to screw it up.

“We’re live in a minute and thirty.” The crew called out, making their final adjustments to their equipment.

Shawn gave you a pat on the knee.

“Trust yourself, you got this.”

You flashed him a nervous smile, nodding your head before he shut the limousine door shut, walking out of camera frame to watch from the sidelines.

“Places people!” You heard the crew shout, a stagehand counting down as the limo slowly began to drive forward just in time.

The superstars were lined up on stage, a mixture of Raw and SmackDown superstars in attendance for the special program. Triple H had kicked off the show, making his entrance through the sea of talent before getting into the ring mic in hand.

“I know all of you are wondering what my special announcement is…” He began, and the fans cheered loudly, chanting “yes!”

Paul nodded his head, pacing around the ring coolly, “WWE has entered a new era. And I am flattered to say that all of you have coined it the Paul Levesque Era, though I find it to be a little unoriginal I might say.” He joked lightly, giving the fans and talent a light-hearted laugh.

“But in all seriousness, my era had begun long ago when I forged NXT and cradled it like a baby until it learned how to walk on its own and give all of you some of the most talented and athletic superstars, some of which are standing on that very stage because of their own destiny to be here.”

He slung his arms over the ropes, jutting his chin out in respect to many of the talent whom he had the honor of working with since the beginning of their careers back in NXT, when no one realized what a monumental period it would be for them.

“Which brings me to my very special announcement. You see, I didn’t get here by not taking risks, by playing it safe and going for the sure plan. No, I got here because I see potential, and I am willing to put my money and reputation on the line to carry out the potential I see and make them stars.”

His words were partly a shoot, all the talent and fans aware of the heat that he had faced in the past from wrestling outlets who scrutinized his choices for prioritizing NXT instead of the main roster at the time.

“But I’ve always seen potential when it comes to one particular person. Someone who I think is not just riskier than me, but always takes the long shot, not for praise or notoriety, but because they know in their heart and soul that they can, and when they do, they will succeed.”

“It’s the kind of trait that is rare. One that few possess in this lifetime, which is why it is imperative to me that this individual gets a shot to show it to you themselves…” He gestured up to the titantron where a camera scurried behind a stretch limousine.

You sat back against the leather, doing your best to keep down the nerves as they rolled the live cameras. The driver came to a smooth stop, placing the vehicle in park before making their way out to open your door, allowing you enough space to stick your foot out first.

There was no turning back now. Everything that you had rehearsed and played over and over again in your head was being worked out on live television for all the fans sitting in attendance to see and more startling, the million watching at home to view.

You breathed in the foreign city air, taking it all in before your heels clicked against the concrete, the feeling of the crew trailing behind your every move. The voice in your head reminded you to keep up with the strides—everything from the talk and the walk, made your character and even now when the fans didn’t know your name or face, they could still understand you meant business just by the way you portrayed yourself.

The closer you got to gorilla, the louder the fans got and the realer it all felt. There was little time for you to acknowledge the crew of producers in gorilla, too busy keeping yourself together as your fingertips swept the curtains to the side and before you know it, your music blasted through the building.

Without needing to be told, the superstars split into halves once more, making way for the mystery woman to hit center mark and there the fans finally got to see who it was. Your name lit up on the big screen — the last name alone evoking ovations that were louder than you imagined you’d ever get.

You smirked, holding back on letting the happiness seep completely through. Making your way towards the ring after pausing for the hard camera, your father walked out towards the apron, holding on a hand for you to take before opening the ropes for you to step through.

He handed you a mic, your music slowly dying giving the fans a chance to settle their cheers so you could speak.

“My, my, my, you sure do know how to make a girl feel extra special on her Raw debut,” You charmed the crowd, looking around the stadium full of fans who were on their feet.

“My father Triple H told me that you all are some of the most electrifying fans in the entire world and I can confidently say that he wasn’t kidding.” You looked over towards your dad, who grinned and clapped for you.

“Now I know my presence may come as a surprise, but I can assure you all that I do not mean to do any harm. In fact, my dad is still the big boss around here, but he did mention needing a little bit of help running the place, and I figured with my history and family name I might as well take a shot and give it a go?”

Again the crowd erupted in cheers, happy to see the legends lineage continuing with a new generation that would surely take after her father’s creative outlook.

“You see, I’ve watched this company thrive and flourish into a league of its own. But I’ve also watched it slip through the cracks and make mistakes that would have never happened under my watch. The evolution of this company lies within the palm of my hands and I will not let the slip-ups of the past come in the way of me fulfilling the prophecy of taking this company to new heights.”

You pointed to the stage, where the superstars looked rather impressed by your words.

“So please join me in ushering in the Levesque Era.” You stared into the hard camera with a broad smile, dropping the mic as your music hit once more.

Your father lifted your arm up, circling around every side of the ring, pointing at you proudly, cherishing the moment. He helped you out of the ring, hooking your arm through his as you two walked up the ramp. A few talents exchanging gracious smiles with you as you brushed past them and headed towards the back.

“Holy shit!” You screeched, finally breaking character and covering your face in elation.

Your dad immediately pulled you into a hug, giving you your first pat on your back with the company. It was safe to say he was way more emotional than you, happiness seeping out in tears of joy, while you still struggled to fathom the paradigm shift of your career.

“Now that’s how you deliver your first promo, sucker-punch.” Shawn snuck up from behind you, pulling you into a proud hug making you laugh.

Gorilla quickly began filling with the superstars, heading backstage before the first match started. A bunch of them stuck around to get a turn to meet you, or as they nicknamed you, the ‘heiress’ which you found comical.

You stuck around for a good chunk of the show, keeping your dad company where he sat at the monitors, now and then turning to you as he showed you a few of the different aspects that he handled on live shows. Surely you would eventually get a thorough rundown of future tasks, but your dad wanted you to focus on being a part of the creative team and main roster.

Towards the ending of the show, you parted ways with your dad saying goodbye to him as he would be staying a few hours after holding some meetings with the crew while you got to get some much needed rest at the hotel.

Strolling down to your office, you were stopped by a blonde woman excited to meet you. You had recognized her immediately—Renee Young who was a backstage interviewer.

“Oh, it’s so nice to meet you!” You bubbled, sticking your hand out to introduce yourself.

She beamed, shaking her head at you with astonishment, “The second you came out, I knew immediately, like, ‘this has to me Paul’s daughter’ and then when you started speaking…” she paused, eyes widening as you giggled, “I was like ‘yeah, this is Paul and Steph’s daughter!’ it comes to you so naturally!”

“Thank you so much, you have no idea what that means to me,” You said thankfully opening your arms and pulling her into a small but mighty hug, “I was honestly so nervous, I’m surprised I didn’t croak out there.”

Renee shook her head, resting a warm hand on your shoulder. “You did amazing, and you’re only going to get better the more you do it.”

You and her chit-chatted for a couple of minutes before a male figure strolled up to her side, slinging his arm around her tenderly. She looked up at him, patting his chest and pointing to you.

“Nice first impression you’re sending to our future boss,” she joked, making you giggle.

He looked at you, realization crossing over his face and he swiftly stuck out a hand towards you.

“Shit, I’m Dean. Sorry m’all sweaty. Just finished a match and all.”

You shook your head, reassuring him as you shook his hand.

“Don’t worry about throwing me off. I personally think the whole wrestler's dress code thing is dumb. I’ve seen your stuff on TV a bunch before…great match by the way.”

“Oh thanks,” He nodded with a grin, happy that you weren’t on the uptight side of the company.

You learned that Dean and Renee had been together for years, tying the knot in secrecy a few years ago at their home in Nevada. Your father had worked closely with them before their debut on the main roster—Dean working in FCW before it became NXT, and Renee starting backstage at developmental before your dad requested to have her brought up to be an addition to the crew.

“Mr. Monday Night!” Renee hollered, looking past you towards the figure who was strolling down the hallway.

You turned your head over your shoulder, smiling at the man who came closer immediately taking notice of you. This time around he was dressed in gear, his match for the night already wrapped, and he was heading to the locker rooms to get changed.

“Hey you,” you grinned, sharing a knowing, playful look with Seth that Renee and Dean couldn’t decipher.

Your eyes twinkled with amusement and his face held a mischievous smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

“Have I seen you around before?” Seth joked, raising a brow at you suspiciously.

Your shoulders rose with a casual shrug, your hands plopping into your lap as you both burst into laugher, echoing in the halls. There was an ease to you both, the kind that made you forget all about the nervousness that you felt at the beginning of the night when scripts scattered across the same ground you both stood on.

“How was my first day?” You proposed, anticipating what he had to say.

“I’m still recovering after butchering my first encounter with the leading lady herself…” Seth admitted, rubbing at his chest sheepishly, sucking in a sharp breath, “but you killed it…you are a complete natural, Ms. Levesque.” He emphasized your last name with a playful smirk.

You nodded thankfully, before waving your hands in the air a kind of tender scolding at the formalness.

“Please, the only people who call me that are people who are afraid of my dad.”

“Ms. Levesque…”

You turned your head toward the familiar voice. Eddie who stood off to the side with your bags and luggage in hand. The three broke into laughter at his formal address towards you, aware that it was merely out of respect, but perhaps also a touch of intimidation by your father.

“We have a car out back ready to take you back to the hotel. All your belongings are here.” Eddie informed you.

You nodded, smiling gratefully at him for going out of his way to carry out a kind gesture like that. Sure, it was probably at your father’s request, but Eddie knowing you for as long as he did, knew you would refuse any kind of help if he didn’t do it himself.

“It was nice meeting you guys…and you again, Mr. Monday Night.” You twiddled your fingers in a playful wave.

“See you around soon,” Seth chuckled, giving you a warm smile that lingered as you walked away.

You took hold of your bags, Eddie rolling your luggage behind him as he lead you to the parking garage where the driver was waiting.

“You two know each other?” Dean rose his brows, looking closely at his friend.

“Barely. I just ran into her before the show and thought she was on the crew.” Seth explained, his eyes still following you as you walked further down the hall.

“She didn’t introduce herself?” Dean pressed, curiosity evident in his voice.

“She did,” Seth looked over back at the pair, “She just left out her last name.”

“Probably didn’t want to be the center of attention.” Renee suspected with a shrug, turning her attention back to Dean and their plans for the rest of the night.

Seth watched you stop a few feet down the hall to shake hands with a few of the crew and members of creative. Your smile was warm and genuine as you quickly said your thank you’s for their kind words and wished them a goodnight. Finally, you were ushered down another turn, disappearing from his view.

He could get used to having you around. He just wondered if you would get used to being the shiny new star in their world.

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Vampire!Seth Headcanon

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Seth tried being the biggest asshole to you before you’s two started dating, he’d try and push you away but it didn’t work, he eventually caved in and asked you out.

Which surprised you because you thought he hated you.

Seth keeping it a secret from you. That he is a vampire.

Seth trying his hardest not to drink your blood, every time his near you.

Before he goes and sees you or hangs out with you, he drinks blood. Since he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Seth would get all squeamish when you cut yourself accidentally.

It’s even harder when you’s two have sex, he has to control his bloodlust. Normally he’ll stop a bit composing himself, most of the time he is still inside you.

“Are you okay?” you asked him.

“Fine.” He grumbled, turning his back to you, as he tried to get rid of his fangs

“We can stop you know, we don’t have to rush.” You spoke softly, as you ran your hand up and down his back.

“I said I’m fine now, shut up, and ride me.” He growled, turning around to face you.

Seth really has no need for sleep so he watches over you, keeping you safe from any of his enemies or intruders or people especially people who want to do unspeakable things to you.

Of course, dating him puts a target on your back, which is why he protects you.

Seth would save you from things you didn’t know where happening or happened, from people you didn’t know that where his enemies then he’d wipe your memory of it so you’d have no recollection of it or nightmares, his seen you have nightmares before and it breaks his heart.

Eventually, the secret of him being a vampire comes out when you walk in on him, drinking a blood bag.

“Oh god.” You gasped out, your face full of shock as you stared at the horrid sight in front of you. Seth would stop drinking from the blood bag and look up at you terrified. The blood bag falling out of his hand.

“Y/n, please.” He gasped out, standing up, which made you walk back.

“Y-you’re a v-vampire, that can’t be possible.” You gasped out, walking backwards.

“Please, babe, just let me explain.” He pleaded, but you shook your head no, tears falling from your eyes.

“Leave me alone.” You shouted, turning around and running out of his apartment.

You avoided him for months. Those months were horrible for the both of you’s.

Seth would turn his humanity off, because to him feeling nothing is better than feeling like he got his heart ripped out of him.

Roman and dean his friends would eventually get sick would come to your apartment to get your help.

“I can’t.” you sighed, looking nervously between the both of them.

“Please just help us, turn his humanity back on.” Roman pleaded with you. Smiling gently at you.

“He lied to me, he could have told me but he kept it a secret from me, you don’t keep secrets in relationships, who knows how many more secrets he has kept from me.” You huffed, making Dean rolled his eyes while Roman nodded his head in understandingly.

“Suck it up buttercup, and help us.” Dean demanding, sneering at you, honestly he had enough of you. As he towered in front of you, making you gulp.

“Dean.” Roman warned, pushing him back and giving him a glare.

“No, don’t Dean me this bitch is being selfish, Roman, and I’m not just going to stand here while she talks trash about him, she’s the reason why he turned his humanity off and she’s acting like she is not entitled to fix him. You know what sweetheart we don’t need your help, let’s go Roman, this was a waste of time.” Dean hissed, stalking off while Roman just stood there shaking his head disapprovingly at Dean’s actions. He turned his head to look at your frightened expression.

“If you do decide to change your mind, here is my number.” he spoke, handing you piece of paper, once you took a hold of it he turned around and walked off following after Dean.

You’d eventually suck it up, and go to Seth’s apartment all by yourself. Knocking on the door.

“Well, well, well look what we have here.” Seth snarled, rolling his eyes at you.

“Seth, can we talk.” You spoke, playing with your fingers nervously, as you waited for him to invite you in.

“Let me guess you came to get me back, or are you here to ask questions about vampires, either way, be my guest enlighten me come in.” Seth grumbled, moving to the side to let you in.

“No, I came here because you need to turn your humanity back on.” You spoke, Seth let out a chuckle, pouring himself a glass of blood, which made you cringe.

“Well the old me is dead, and I like the me without the humanity on, less heartache more heartbreaking.” He smirked, taking a sip of his blood, which you cringed at only make Seth smirk.

“This isn’t you Seth, please just-” you started to say only for Seth to interrupt you, putting his drink of blood down on the counter and walking towards you.

“Just what, y/n? Turn on my emotions for you? Is that what your selfish little needs want, so you can feel better about yourself, so you don’t have to look at the real me, the monster.” Seth growled, glaring at you.

“I don’t think you’re a monster Seth.” You sighed/

“Well, that’s the look you gave me when you found out I was a vampire.” Seth sneered.

“I was in shock Seth, that doesn’t mean I think you are a monster, I love you, I really do just please turn your humanity back on.” You pleaded, giving him puppy dog eyes, they never failed to work with Seth. He was always a sucker for them.

“You know what y/n, I would never turn my emotions back on, especially not for you, I like feeling the void, and better yet I love it, much better than wallowing over you.” Seth spat, glaring at you.

You were about to say something to him but he stopped you.

“Now get the fuck out of my apartment before I rip your throat out.” He threatened, making you gulp, you quickly made a beeline out of his apartment.

You would then get Roman and Deans help you, to get Seth to turn his emotions back on, though it fails every time.

Though Dean still hated you. Which would make you’s two fight.

Seth finally turned his humanity back on when you got attacked by one of his enemies.

You let out a sigh as you walked down the sidewalk, pulling your jacket closer to your body, as a cold gust of wind blew by you.

You let out a gasp as your back hit the wall, coming face to face with an angry vampire, fangs blaring at you.

“Look what we have here, Seth’s girlfriend.” The vampire growled, tightening

“We aren’t together anymore.” You gasped out, making him smile as he gripped your throat tighter.

“Good, that means he won’t stop me from killing you.” He growled.

“No, please don’t.” you pleaded, trying to escape the death grip he had on you, but it didn’t work.

“Why should I spare you mercy when he didn’t spare my girlfriend any mercy.” He sneered.

“Please.” You begged, tears falling out of your eyes.

“I don’t think so, just because you two aren’t together, doesn’t mean this won’t affect him.” He growled.

“But he turned his humanity off, he doesn’t care if I die so technically killing me is a waste of time.” You pleaded again, trying to save yourself.

“That doesn’t matter girl, he will always have a soft spot for you.” He snarled, sinking his fangs into your neck roughly, making you let out a loud scream, you tried to free yourself but to no avail.

Your screaming eventually died down into choked whimpers. All your energy felt like it was being sucked out of you.

He pulled away from letting you fall onto the concrete with a loud thud, smirking proudly at you.

You tried to move your hand to your neck to stop the bleeding but he crouched next to you, grabbing your wrist, sinking his fangs into your wrist, which made you let out a choked gasp.

“Thank you for making my night.” He chuckled, throwing your hand down hard, he got up, as your vision faded black.

“F-uck y-you.” You shuttered out.

He turned around, only to be impaled by a stake, Seth smirked at the vampire who fell to the ground, cocking his head to the side as he looked at you. Fighting his inner demons whether to leave you there to die or save you.

But his humanity started to win as he suddenly he couldn’t just let you die so he finally turned his humanity back on. Coming over to you, and kneeling down beside you his heart beating instead his chest, as tears fell from his eyes.

“Please stay with me, I’m so sorry.” He choked out, as he fed you his blood, holding you close to his chest.

When you let out a loud gasp open your eyes, Seth would be so full of relief, hugging you closer to his chest pressing kisses all over your face.

“It’s okay, I'm here.” He reassured you as you started to cry.

“I’ve got you.” He cooed.

You’s two would eventually talk it out, getting back together.

You’d eventually let Seth drink from you.

Seth telling you all about vampires and how he was turned.

At first, he is hesitant but you reassure him.

“It’s okay, Seth, I trust you.” You reassured him.

Being friends with Roman and Dean, though Dean still is hostile towards you.

Asking him to touch his fangs.

“Can I touch them?” you asked, one day when you’s two were cuddling on the couch.

Seth let out a chuckle.

“I suppose.” He answered you, making you smile.

Asking him to turn you which he always changes the subject on.

“Someday.” Or “Let’s not think about that just yet.”

Seth being hella protective over you.

Feeding you his blood when you get injured pretty bad which you always tell him you’ll be fine, but Seth is stubborn.

Blood sharing when you’s two have sex.

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Reuniting

Characters: Seth Rollins x Female Reader

Warnings: None really. Except smut. There’s definitely that.

Summary: You and Seth are the best of friends. He’s been there for you through every breakup, problem, and hiccup in your life as have you for him. He’s finally been given a day off and you guys plan to hang out back home at his place. You both come to find out your true feelings for each other have been there all along. Fluffy smut.

I grinned to myself excitedly as I neared Seth’s home, it being way too long since the last time we’ve hung out. He’s been so busy with his wrestling career, traveling all around the world while I stayed at home, shamelessly watching him from my tv. I missed him. I felt warm inside even thinking about how it’d feel to finally be in his arms, hugging him again. Seth and I have been close for as long as I can remember, actually meeting through a mutual friend years back.

He’s always looked out for me, like an older brother, I guess. I don’t know what I’d do without him all these years. I pulled into his ridiculously large driveway and parked out by his car. I hopped out the seat, ecstatic that I’d be face to face with my best friend again. I wanted to catch him up with everything that’s happened while he was away, while wanting to hear about all the “babes” (as he calls them) he’s met while being in different countries and such.

I rung the long chiming doorbell that sounded all too familiar as I heard it from inside the house. He soon opened it, greeting me with a toothy grin.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, wasting no time before pulling me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, closing my eyes and breathing in his scent that I missed way too much. We stayed like that for what felt like forever. I pulled away and hit his arm playfully.

“Let me inside, loser.” He rolled his eyes and shoved me back before stepping aside and closing the door as I walked in. Kevin, his dog, routinely ran up to greet me. Seth did leave me to babysit Kevin while he was away, coming over to his empty home to feed him and keep him a little company. I’d even have the dog just stay over my house, as months of Seth being away was a really long time for a pet to be on it’s own.

I picked Kevin up and kissed his nose, looking up at Seth before teasing him about how his dog loved me more. That’s something I’d always tease him about anytime his dog showed me any love. We walked over to the couch that sat in his lounge room, and I immediately got comfortable, as did Seth. My legs were long across his lap as I leaned back against the couch. His hands squeezed my ankles occasionally and I looked up at him when he hadn’t noticed. His messy black hair was pulled back in a low, unofficial bun. He had on a loose black t-shirt with the name of an obscure band on it, and black sweatpants to match. He let his beard grow back, that probably being my favorite thing about him. I always told him his beard looked good, and he seemed to take it in a non weird way. We’ve always felt comfortable enough to compliment each other though, even when it seemed more flirty than a friend talking to a friend.

“Tell me about the tour.” I broke the silence, taking his attention away from the television.

He turned towards me and smiled, “it was great. Tiring, but great. Everyone’s been loving this shield thing, you know. It’s too bad Ro couldn’t join us. But, I really enjoyed it.” He danced his fingers over my calves.

“How were the girls?” I asked softly out of curiosity. I glanced up at him with a knowing look.

He gave me another look, a smirk almost playing on his lips. “Well, they were very, very beautiful.” He admitted, looking up at me for a reaction. I didn’t give him one as I nodded in response. I tapped my fingers against my arm as I wondered to myself why that bothered me so much. I get friend-jealous, I mean that happens with everyone every once in awhile but it weirdly sucked to hear him talk about these women.

“I didn’t… like, sleep with them.”

My head snapped up to him. Why would he tell me that? Did he sense my reaction? I forced myself to play cool and furrowed my brows.

“Um, okay? I don’t care, weirdo.” I laughed it off and pulled my legs off him to pull my knees into my chest. He didn’t say anything back as he just looked at me. I picked up the remote and turned the background noise to something else, desperately wanting to shift from what was happening.

“Any new guys?” He asked suddenly, his voice almost sounding like he wasn’t ready for the answer. I licked my lips and shrugged, shaking my head. “I mean, not really. Just one. But… he was lame. Ended up being a one time thing.” I met my eyes with his as I neared the end of my sentence. I don’t know why he suddenly cared about this kind of thing. I don’t know why I did either. Of course we asked things like that but this time it felt… different.

“Oh.” He nodded, looking away.

“You’re being weird.” I blurted out. I’d always been a blunt person when it came to him and I never liked when I didn’t know what was on his mind. He intertwined his fingers together, his elbows on his knees as he sat perched on the couch. He turned his head to the side towards me.

“Weird how? You’re being… weird.”

“Stop. Tell me right now what’s on your mind.”

He sighed as he sat up straighter, looking ahead of him again. I watched his jawline define as he clenched his teeth, shrugging one of his shoulders slightly. “It’s nothing,” he said at first, knowing that wasn’t enough for me. “I don’t know… I guess I just missed you is all.” He said softly, sliding his palms against one another.

I raised my brows lightly as I tried to get him to look at me, scooting closer. He looked up to meet my gaze. “Well, I missed you too, of course. I didn’t know when I’d see my best friend again.” I said, feeling deep inside that he didn’t mean he missed me in that way, though.

No, that’s a silly thought. A silly, stupid thought and I was worrying what the hell had gotten into me.

But seeing him for the first time in nearly nine months heightened everything that I was feeling. Me being happy to be reunited with my best friend was turning into something else.

He said my name with a sigh and looked up at me again, his eyes intensely piercing into mine, reading me. He searched in my eyes and was looking for words, thinking of what to say next.

“I… I-” I shushed him, tired of being conflicted and confused.

“Don’t question it.” I told him, surprising myself at what I was saying and doing as I reached one of my hands up to the side of his face. He sighed into my touch and closed his eyes contently before opening them back up to give me a conflicted look. He soon though, put his hands up to the sides of my face, flashing one more look at me before leaning in for a kiss. My breath hitched as I let him, too frozen to lean in myself. I waited for his lips to meet mine, and oh, they did.

Our lips clashed and it may have been the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had. I furrowed my brows into the kiss as my hands were lost in his tied back hair. He put his hands to my back and pulled me close. His lips were so warm, and soft, it felt amazing. It felt… perfect. I never imagined myself having the most romantic kiss with my best friend. I pulled away slowly, him catching himself as he was desperately leaning in for more. I needed time and to catch my breath before I took any more of this.

I was out of breath, not knowing whether it was because the kiss was breathtaking or because the situation itself was enough to leave me in shock.

“Say something.” He said worriedly, his eyes frantically searching mine. His hands were still to my back.

“Do it again.” I uttered under my breath. He wasted no time in leaning in again, his lips crashing against mine ten times more passionately. It felt like he was giving me the last kiss he’d ever have. I managed to keep up with him as our lips were perfectly in sync. I felt electrified all throughout my body at the excitement. The heat between my legs felt undeniably warm as this man was gripping onto me, making out with me and letting a sigh or a moan, I didn’t know what it was, hit my lips. He pulled away this time, taking my hand and I didn’t think as I followed him up the stairs and into his room. We resumed our exchange and he had me gently pushed against his bed, my back to it as he was leaning over me. I pulled out his hair tie and tangled my fingers in his hair as I never thought the kiss would end.

He pushed his large hand up under my shirt, and feeling the sudden contact made me shudder. He pulled back to look down for a reaction in my face, me showing no protest, but no invite either. I didn’t know how I should feel, or what we should do. What if this would be a mistake? What if this would turn into something ugly?

“Seth… what if we regret this?” I panted, breathless from the kiss and worry in my voice. I didn’t want to lose my long term friend over one stupid decision to give into our lustful thoughts. Though, this didn’t feel like lust. To me, it almost felt like love. And that could be a mistake. That could ruin everything.

“I would never regret something like this.” He looked down at me, his hand pulling my ruffled shirt back down. “But we don’t have to do this. I know. I know, it could ruin things.” He added, that warm, understanding look that he’d always give on his face. His stupid face.

“But I want this.” I sighed quietly, my words being a whisper that I’m surprised he even heard.

“I do too. Fuck, do I want this. It’s come out of nowhere, I don’t know what’s happening right now or how to even explain a little bit of how I’m feeling, but one thing I’m sure of is this.” He rambled on, his body still leaning over mine. My hands were at his sides and I found myself nodding slowly.

“Yeah?” He cooed, not hiding his excitement. I nodded again, quickly this time. He grinned and pulled my shirt up and over my head. My black bra was revealed to him, and he leaned down to press soft, open mouthed kisses up my stomach. I watched him, his touch feeling so nice, so warm. His hands squeezed my breasts through their bra. I pulled him down to battle my lips with his again, not being able to get over that kiss. He obliged, kissing me back with a gentleness that I’ve never seen from him before.

I pulled his shirt off him, stopping our kiss for a mere few seconds to stare at his hair ridden chest and chiseled abs. He smirked down at me, uttering a, “You like?” To which I rolled my eyes and reached my hand down to the bulge in his sweats. He groaned lowly, shutting his eyes as I continued to palm him through the fabric before simply ridding him of those as well. I pushed him off me to be the one that was atop him now. He loved the sudden position as he looked up at me in what looked like awe. He unclasped my bra from behind with ease, my breasts bouncing out lightly for him to see. He slid his warm hands up my back before pulling me down to meet one of my nipples with his mouth. I straddled his hips, his growing bulge poking my ass as I grinded back onto it.

He leaned his head back to let out a throaty groan. I couldn’t take the slowness as I crawled down him to pull his tight grey briefs from him. His shaft sprung out quickly before standing up, but it looked like he could get even harder. I looked up at him through my lashes before placing a wet kiss to the tip of his dick. He leaned up on his elbows and watched in interest, his teeth biting hard onto his lip.

I perked my ass up, my wetness growing through my shorts as I wrapped my lips fully around him, slowly bobbing my head down. My hand then met his shaft, pumping him slowly. I picked a brutally slow pace of sucking his dick as I just wanted to get him hard. Watching him was the most beautiful thing, though. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, before not being able to miss the chance of seeing me, breasts out and ass perked up, wetting his now completely hard dick with my mouth.

His groans were low, and he never stopped looking at me. I finally pulled my mouth off him slowly, making a popping noise once his tip released from my tight lips. He grinned at me. “That was so sexy.” He then wrapped his hand around his own self, pumping slowly as he watched me pull my shorts and underwear down. Me questioning everything was over as each thing I did felt so easy, so fluid with him. Though this was the first time he’s seen me naked, I didn’t even want to cover up. The way he looked at me built a warm feeling inside me. It was like he couldn’t believe his eyes. Like he were admiring me.

I reached in his bedside table where I just knew he’d have a condom and slipped it on him quickly. Crawling back up to him, we kept eye contact as his tip hit against my entrance slowly. He took his bottom lip into his mouth and I eased onto him, his thickness taking me by surprise.

“You got it baby, come on.” He encouraged softly, rubbing my thigh gently before giving my ass cheek a squeeze. I finally took in his whole size and put my hands against his chest as I began to move. I rocked my hips against him and both of his large hands were sitting at my hips, and the sides of my ass. I let out a whisper of a moan as my pace increased. I rotated, lifted, and rocked my hips all in one and was going faster each time. Moans escaped my mouth left and right and Seth was enjoying watching every minute of it.

He sat up quickly, his arms now wrapping around my waist. He pulled me close to his chest and my knees were on either side of him as he began assisting me, his hands pulling me up and down on his dick.

“That’s it. That’s so good, baby.” He groaned into my ear. His tone was gentle, like he were praising me. I panted out another moan and threw my head back. My chest was pulled close against his, our flesh feeling sticky as we both were sweating. I engulfed him in an embrace, whimpers escaping my mouth. He then took my hips into his hands, pulling me up and down against him effortlessly. My movements were useless as I just sat on him, taking what he was giving me. Waves of pleasure washed inside me and I buried my face into the crook of his neck, holding onto him tightly.

“You’re so thick, my g- oh my gosh.” I whimpered into his ear. He placed a wet kiss against my neck in response. That’s when the pace changed.

“Baby, let’s try this.” He told me softly.

He shifted our bodies, never slipping out of me as he was leaning over me again, my back against the bed. He had slowed his thrusts, them now being hard and slow. After each time he carefully slammed into me, he took a second, pushing himself all the way in, making me feel him before pulling out slightly to thrust himself in again. His hips skillfully pressed all the way against mine. I wrapped my arms around him and embraced him, his chest stuck to mine. He slid his arms underneath me, holding me in the same manner. It felt amazing to have him hold me like that, like we were holding on to each other for dear life and didn’t plan on letting go.

He was pushing deep inside me, and I felt him everywhere. His slow, yet impactful thrusts continued and he soon reached my spot, which he noticeably had been trying to find. He sent me a look of satisfaction once he knew he reached it and kept angling himself there. I dug my nails into his biceps and furrowed my brows together at the feeling. Every thrust made my body shake, pleasure shooting through me as sweet whimpers left my mouth from underneath him.

“You look so good like that. You’re so good. Fuck, you’re so damn beautiful.” He panted, his eyes swimming in mine as he looked down at the expressions on my face. His was voice deep and dark as he fought for breath after each thrust he gave. I’d never been fucked like this before. It almost didn’t even feel like fucking. It felt like we were making love. Maybe that’s what we were doing. Making love.

I gripped onto the backs of his shoulders and he leaned down for another kiss, this one being more sloppy, but I still felt the passion. I felt my orgasm nearing and my moans said it all. I fluttered my eyes open at him above me. He looked so beautiful, sexy, and unlike any other time I’d ever seen him. My eyes have been opened about this man and he was giving me an earth shattering, toe curling, neighbor waking orgasm as my back arched up off the bed. He didn’t stop his slow, hypnotizing thrusts as I shuddered underneath him. He placed gentle, lingering kisses along my jaw as he sloppily neared his climax.

He shut his eyes tightly and threw his sweaty hair back with a flick of his head movement, the loudest, dirtiest grunt leaving his mouth. “Shiiit!” He exclaimed as he came. I watched the muscles in his arms contract and relax as he rode out the climax, my hands brushing up and down comfortingly against him. My heat was overly sensitive by now but the excessive pleasure was worth it as I watched him come undone.

He finally collapsed down against my chest, panting against me. Silence filled the room and I pushed his sweaty hair that was stuck to his forehead back. I felt him softening inside me, and he glanced up at me with that warm smile.

I pulled him up to kiss me once again. Neither of us knew what this meant. But we had to know that things would change. Definitely for the better. He pulled me into a warm embrace, rubbing up and down my back.

Our afternoon ended in cuddling, wrapped up in the sheets and our legs entangled together. We both knew we had to address the lingering questions, “what does this make us? What happens now?” But just for tonight, the silence, embracing, and occasional kisses were all we needed. That night, we definitely made love, and it was definitely going to happen again.

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hannahlsbanana · 7 years ago

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Looking for something to read.

Anyone know any good WWE smut oneshots or imagines?

#wwe imagine #wwe #WWE smut #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe oneshots #roman reigns #seth rollins #dean ambrose #aj styles #finn balor #randy orton #baron corbin

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wweimagineandedit · 8 years ago

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After Party - Seth Rollins x Reader

Summary:- You go out for a few drinks after Wrestlemania with Seth, Renee, and Dean. After a drunk guy gets far too flirty in the bar, Seth takes you back to the hotel, and reminds you who you belong to.

Warnings:-Smut, Swearing, Daddy Kink

Word Count:-1,399

@fangasm202

It’s been an hour since Wrestlemania ended. Most of the talent headed back to their hotels to get some well deserved sleep, but my boyfriend Seth and I decided to go out for a few drinks with Renee and Dean. Originally, I didn’t want to go. But after some pestering by Renee, I decided why not? Seth was already going, and it was an excuse to spend even more time with him, plus with Dean and Renee being on Smackdown, we never get to see them.

Being a ring announcer, I got to work with almost everyone on the roster. It was exciting and always something different – it also meant that I got to travel with Seth and see him a lot more than I would if I was at home. Our relationship was always in the public eye, which made Seth very over protective, but I don’t mind, since I like having a protective boyfriend.

Renee and I sat in a booth in a bar with Seth and Dean, chatting and joking, having a really good time, not realising all our drinks were finished until we went to take another sip and nothing was there.

“Next rounds on me” I say, giving Seth a peck on the cheek before getting up and heading to the bar.

“Hurry back baby” Seth called after me.

As I stood at the bar waiting to get the barmaids attention, a random guy pulled up next to me, getting uncomfortably close to my side.

“Hey sexy, what you doing?”

Taking him to be just another drunk asshole, I humour him and answer. “Getting some drinks for my boyfriend and friends” I say nonchalantly.

“How about we forget the drinks and head back to my place? This dress would look much better on my floor” he slurred, tugging at the hem of my bodycon black dress.

“Fuck off, asshole! Didn’t you hear me say boyfriend?” I snap.

“I won’t tell him if you wont” he laughs, placing his hand on the cheek off my ass and squeezing.

I push his hand off me when in a flash Seth is stood In front of me.

“Excuse me, I was talking to this sexy piece of ass, who are you?” the guy says arrogantly.

“I’m her boyfriend, dick.” Seth responds, pushing the guy hard before laying a hard right hook into his jaw.

“Seth!” I pull him away from the drunk man who now had blood pouring from his mouth.

“We’re leaving. Now.” He growled, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the bar.

We walk into our hotel rom, Seth slamming the door behind him.

“What the fuck was that, Seth?” I shout.

“He was an asshole,(Y/N).” Seth mutters under his breath.

“He was drunk for Christ sake!” I shout, more frustrated than before,kicking off my shoes and throwing my bag onto the chair across the room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I sigh. “You can’t do shit like that, babe. Being who we are, working for who we work for, we can’t be doing with stuff like this getting out.” I say, more calm than before.

“Screw who we work for!” Seth snaps, smacking the remote off the dresser. “I don’t give a fuck if I work for the Queen of England” he walks over to me and sinks to his knees in front of me, resting his hands on my knees. “Nobody talks to MY girl like that.” He growls.

Moving one hand from my knee and onto the back of my neck, he pulls me into him for a lip crushing kiss, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls my leg around him, standing up with me in his arms.

I feel him wince slightly, feeling pain in his knee. “You okay?” I ask quietly.

“Perfect” he breathes, before throwing me back down onto the bed and pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his ripped upper body.

“Fuck” I smirk, as Seth crawls between my legs, throwing his shirt to the side as he does so, and I feel his already hard member press against the fabric of my underwear.

He places both hands on my face, bringing himself down to me for another, more sloppy, wanting kiss. I run my hands up and down his back, feeling him shiver beneath my touch. He moves his hands, bringing one down to my knead my breast and the other on my waist.

He slowly runs the hand that’s on my waist down my body, finding his way to the hem of my dress. He stops kneading my breast and rocks back onto his heels, fingering the hem off my dress.

“That dickhead was right about one thing” he purrs.

“What was that then?”

“You’re one sexy piece of ass”

And with that he grabs the bottom of my dress, pulling it apart all the way up to the top to reveal my whole body.

“Seth!” I laugh.

“I’ll get you a new one” he says with a cheeky smile.

I shrug the now ripped in half dress off as Seth stands up. He starts to undo his belt, not breaking eye contact with me the whole time. He throws his belt down on the bed before unbuttoning his jeans, pulling his jeans and boxers down in one motion to let his rock hard member spring free.

Picking his belt back up, he kneels down in front of me on the bed.

“Turn over.” He husks.

I quickly oblige, flipping over so he had a full view of my ass.

He comes towards me, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my underwear and pulling it down to reveal my dripping wet cunt., pushing his now exposed dick against me, teasing me.

“Who do you belong to?” He rasped, picking up his belt.

“You”

The belt comes down hard on my ass, causing me to whimper.

“You, who?” Down comes another whip with the belt, the sound of the crack echoing around the room.

“You, daddy.” I breathe.

“Good girl” he grunted, gripping my hips and turning me over.

He peppers kisses up my body, nipping and sucking at the skin from just below my belly button all the way up to my collarbones. I feel his dick pressing against me again as he sinks his teeth into my neck, causing me to cry out.

He starts to grind against my slit, moving smoothly up and down from the wetness of my pussy. He moves to the other side of my neck, biting down again. “Please, please fuck your babygirl daddy.”

“Mmmm” I feel the vibrations of his hum against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “Beg me again” He purred, moving to suck at the sweet spot beneath my earlobe.

“Please daddy, I need your cock inside me. I need you to show me that I’m yours, please, please.”

Without warning he buries his cock inside of me, causing me to let out a loud gasp.

“Oh shit!” I cry out.

Seth starts to pick up a pace, slamming his hips against mine. “Fuck baby, you feel so good.”

I rake my nails down his back, Seth gritting his teeth before coming back down to my lips and planting a passionate kiss onto my lips. I bite his lip, earning a low growl from Seth and a change in pace. He slows down, pushing himself deeper inside of me, and I start to feel the orgasm building in my core.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” My walls tighten around Seth’s dick as I dissolve into the pleasure.

“Fuck baby, Jesus Christ!” Seth cries out, his face become messy as he empties his load inside of me, letting himself collapse on top of me once he was done.

I stroked his hair until he rolled off me, panting and covered in sweat. He looks at me and smiles, then looks down at my neck and laughs.

“What?” I giggle.

“I’d like to see a guy try and flirt with you after seeing those”

“Seeing what?” I say, puzzled. I stumble across the room to the mirror, my legs still sore from the intense orgasm.

Seeing my reflection, I see 3 huge love bites across my neck, laughing before turning to Seth and giving him a sarcastic smile.

“Like I said before, (Y/N). You’re mine.”

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