#swerve strickland x fem reader

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Jealousy Jealousy

Swerve Strickland X fem reader

Requested by: @wrestlingbabe Main Masterlist

Summary: Swerve made it very clear from the beginning that he and Y/n were nothing more than friends who occasionally slept together. They were able to see other people and do what they pleased since they weren’t together. So why is it that Swerve is so jealous when he sees Y/n with other men, especially Will? 

Warnings: SMUT, oral f receiving

“So tell me again why we can’t be together?” Will asked me as he sucked on that sweet spot on my neck. “I told you, this is going to just cause trouble. I don’t need that right now” I told him “I don’t understand what it is that you see in him, I could treat you so much better Y/n. You said it yourself, to him you were nothing more than sex. To me you are everything.” Will had a point, Swerve made it very clear from the beginning that what we had was nothing more than two adults who needed that release. So why was it that I couldn't stop thinking about him? Swerve made me feel things I’d never felt before, I fear that he ruined all other men for me. Truth be told I don’t even like Will, all of this is just to make Swerve jealous. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. It was Swerve. Before I even had the chance to react, Will picked up the phone. “Sorry Bruv, she’s quite busy at the moment” I heard the Brit say before hanging up. “What was that for?” I asked. “What? I wasn’t lying, you are busy, this is his loss” I felt sick. I didn’t sleep with Will that night, I tried to in order to distract myself from Swerve but I just couldn't do it. 

I returned to my hotel room feeling on edge. I felt like I was being watched. I filled up the large tub with bubbles in an attempt to relax. My skin burned once the water hit my skin. Soon I was able to let myself sink into the water, letting my worries disappear. Just then I felt it. A pair of hands found their way to my shoulders, making their way to my throat. My body shot up, instantly aware of the situation I found myself in. “Shhhhh, don’t fight it, baby, it will just make it worse” I knew that voice all too well. “Did you fuck him?” he asked. I didn’t respond, too frozen in fear to find the words. “I’m asking you a dam question Y/n, did you fuck him?” “No Swerve I did not fuck him,” I told Swerve. “Good, girl” Swerve whispered in my ear as his hands now found themselves on my breasts. “Just relax baby girl, let me take care of you,” Swerve told me. I melted in his touch. I let him work the tense muscles. Just then I heard the sound of his belt hit the bathroom tile. I watched in adoration as he entered the tub. He pulled my body against his as his hands made their way to my clit. He slowly traced circles on the sensitive nub as he placed delicate kisses on my collarbone. “I’m not even doing anything yet and you are already a mess,” Swerve said as he began the assault on my pussy. It was embarrassing how quickly he was making my orgasm approach. Just as I was about to reach that release Swerve stopped, causing me to cry out in agony. “Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll let you cum. Let’s get out of this tub and let me take care of you” I let Swerve wrap me up in a fluffy towel and carry me to the bed. He wasted no time. He was quick to bring me back to that high as he sucked on my clit. I lost track of how many times I came on his face, he just felt so good I just couldn't help myself. 

I couldn't take it anymore, I was lost in my own world. Everything had become too much. “No more” I whined out. “Who else makes you feel like this huh? Who else worships your body like I do? No one” Swerve said seductively as slowly got on top of me. “You are mine, Y/n. You belong to me. No one makes me feel the thing I feel when I am with you” Swerve said. “I thought you said we were nothing more than sex?” I questioned softly. “That was a lie, I was scared to admit it at first but I’m fucking in love with you. You are mine. If anyone dares to come near you, I will kill them. That Billy Goat is a dead man” 

[daddyhausen]

Swerve Strickland Nfsw headcanons pls?? I love him sm

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST」 | 「 SWERVE STRICKLAND MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — NSFW headcannons w/ swerve

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ]

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 332

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x swerve strickland

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @bayleymania @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @legit9thlunaticwarrior @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @harmshake @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @alyyaanna @nightmare-viper

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kinky as fuck not gonna lie 

extreme sado-masochist

he revels in inflicting pain and also receiving it 

let me tell you this man gets off on seeing you covered in marks and bruises that he’d created 

he loves how you whimper in a delicious mix of pleasure and pain when he’s inflicting them 

or how the way your so hesitant to inflict any form of pain on in, he finds the innocence of your reaction rather cute 

pleasure dom

he is a master in the form of rope art, finding different, intricate ways to tie knots, accentuating the ones around your breasts specifically 

adoring the way the perky, soft flesh bulges between the rope, far easier for him to mark and bruise. 

blood kink! has desplayed some vampiric like tendancies and will drink your blood with the proper precuation and consent 

and will have a tendancy to bite you on random occasion even outside the realms of play 

bdsm king 

is lowkey a romantic.

fucks with the most intensity and passion, his focus and attention is all on you 

in between more harsher moments of play he’ll caress your cheeks or smooth his thumb across your bottom lip, its a silent check in but one nonetheless 

your safety and pleasure are his top priority, so the check in’s are frequent. and he’ll never force you to do something youre uncofmrotable with 

even when engaging in more extreme forms on play, he’ll always let you hold his hand for comfort

aftercare is important to him, always makes sure to hold you for a few moments after the fact, caressing your body, especially your hips and stomach if he was particularly rough 

just taking a few moments to caress and kiss you to make sure you felt secure and safe. 

takes on a caregiver roll almost after the fact

runs a bath for you afterwards and cleans you up 

he;ll remain by your side the entire night if you ask

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[thesupreme316]

Hi, I was if you could write about Nick Wayne x Reader when reader is Nick Wayne Girlfriend maybe they have a kid and she and his kid are watching his AEW debut but then during the match Swerve Strickland gets in Reader face and intimidates her and Nick Wayne goes after Swerve for getting all in his girlfriend face and then gets all in Nick Wayne kids face as well? you can shorten this

We're Okay (Nick Wayne x Fem!Reader):

Word Count: 750

Supreme Speaks: thanks to @sunrise28sblog for requesting this and i'm so sorry that I didn't answer sooner (time is so random with me). also it's a little shorter than what i wanted but it flows better to me. i did not realize how behind I am on requests so imma try to upload twice daily. again, so sorry about that.

Warnings: cursing around a child, nothing else ig

Taglist: @sunrise28sblog @hooks-martin

Imma do a headcanon

You have always been supportive of Nick’s career choice as you’ve been dating for a while

At first, when you first met Nick, you didn't understand the appeal of wrestling and how serious for him

After getting to learn the different moves and how deep it runs in Nick's family, you grew to understand and love the sport

So when you and your son have the chance, you go to see him wrestle, you take it

Your son finds it so cool that his dad is a wrestler

To the point that he tries to bodyslam his pillow or tries to chokeslam his stuffed animals and your boyfriend

Even though you weren’t a wrestler, you were just as they come

You don't tolerate bullshit, you don’t take stupidity lightly, and you don’t get scared at anything

So you were able to get front-row seats as you really wanted to make sure Nick knows that his family supports him on his Rampage debut

He and Darby Allin were facing Swerve Strickland, one of his ultimate rivals, and Brian Cage

You and your son were cheering as loud as you could for your boyfriend as he made his way to you

He hugged the both of you before he gave you a kiss and his son a kiss on the forehead

You waved to Darby as they entered the ring

The match started with Darby and Nick having the upper hand until Brian just completely wrecked them

You flinched as Nick’s body hit the ground repeatedly as Brian tagged in Swerve

Strike 1

Swerve gave him a roundhouse kick with a smile before leaving the ring, walking in your direction

He walked up to your son, mocking him “Your dad’s a bum! He’s a bum!” Out of fear and intimidation, your son started to cry.

Strike 2

You pulled your son behind you, creating distance.

You cut your eyes at the man staSwerve darkly smiled at you, as he said “You’re dating a bum ass, broke ass, punk ass-“

Strike 3

You didn’t even allow him to finish as you delivered a slap to his face, making him fall to the floor

The crowd cheered as he looked up in shock. Nick got out of the ring and tackled Swerve while he was still on the ground

You cheered as Nick was throwing punches left and right; eventually throwing Swerve back into the ring

He quickly wobbled over to you and yalls son

“Are you okay?”

“We’re okay; go finish your match, baby.”

You just held your son and gave him juice as he quietly wiped his tears

Nick got back into the ring before the count of ten and it seemed like that one incident fired Nick up for the rest of the match as he needed both the ref and Darby to hold him back from injuring Swerve

A couple of more minutes went by before the bell rung and Darby and Nick held their hands up in victory. Your son was back to his bubbly self as he saw his dad stand tall and mighty.

At the end of the night, as he is driving with you in the front seat and your son is fast asleep in the back, you could see that he was still pissed, and he had every right to be

But on top, you knew he was deep in thought and was reflecting on what happened earlier

“Babe, everything is okay. We’re okay.”

“That bastard shouldn’t have been near you, let alone say those things in front of our son. What kind of man am I that I allowed-”

“Nick, stop. You don't control him, he was just trying to throw you off. And he didn’t scare me. Again, me and (Your/Son’s/Name) are fine. We know that those things aren’t true. You are a great father and significant other, I don’t care what Swerve says. I know the true you and I’m proud of you.”

Nick smiled as there were tears on the brims of his eyes, "You know, that was a great slap."

Giggling, you said, "Thanks. My hand kind of hurts from it still."

He chuckled, "Maybe you should join wrestling."

"Yeah, no. I'll leave that to you."

“I love you so much. I love our family so much.”

You leaned over the console and gave your boyfriend a kiss on his cheek as he continued to drive

“And we love you. I love you so much, Nick Wayne.”

[adriswrld]

Fem! Reader x Swerve Strickland

plot: reader turns on The Acclaimed and aligns herself with their enemies Swerve In Our Glory also known as Swerve Strickland and Keith Lee trope: enemies (on screen) to lovers (on screen & irl) with Swerve Strickland pairings: Max Caster sibling reader x Swerve Strickland/ reader x (platonic) The Acclaimed (Max Caster & Anthony Bowens) a.n: im sorry i just find him so hot for no reason and him kidnapping Billy on Rampage was a lil funny

Y/N sighed in annoyance as she was forced to listen to her brother mumbling his new rap he was gonna perform. "Dude keep it down I'm trying to memorize what I'm gonna say," Y/N said and Max scoffed. "Just say scissor me and you'll get a pop," Max said and Y/N rolled her eyes. "First of all, I'm doing a promo against Thunder Rosa and Britt Baker. You can't just say the words scissor me," Y/N jumped off the stage crate and walked past her brother who simply just ignored her. As Y/N headed to her locker room she was suddenly pulled into a room.

"What the fuck!" Y/N groaned in annoyance, hitting Swerve on the chest and he just grinned at her. "Shhh," He mumbled before connecting their lips into a passionate kiss. Y/N smiled into the kiss, pulling him closer to her body before they separated a few seconds later. Nobody knew they were together, it was a secret for a reason because Max would literally kill both of them if he found out. The only ones who knew were Keith Lee, Anna Jay (Y/Ns best friend), Mia Yim (Keith's wife) and Anthony who had kept it a secret and didn't tell his tag partner Max. "Nobody saw you right?" Y/N questioned.

"Don't get so paranoid. Nobody saw you," He reassured, and she rolled her eyes. "You said that last time and Anthony walked in on us," Y/N deadpanned and Swerve shrugged. "So, you excited for tonight? You ready to turn on your boys?" Swerve asked, looking Y/N up and down slowly, checking out how she looked in her new gear. "It's a little nerve-wracking but I've turned on people before so it should be easy," Y/N mumbled, walking over and sitting on the sofa. "Yeah you certainly turning on someone right now," Swerve mumbled under his breath as he sat down next to her.

"I heard that," Y/N raised a brow and he grinned, pulling her onto his lap. "It wasn't really a secret," he shrugged. Y/N chuckled and pecked his lips, as he went to tug off her tank top the door opened and in walked Anthony who grimaced at the two. "Y/N you know I support your relationships, I do. But you have some questionable taste," Anthony said, shaking his head in disappointment. Both Y/N and Swerve rolled their eyes at him before Y/N climbed off his lap and tugged her tank top back down. "Question, why did you just barge into my boyfriends locker room?"

Anthony raised his brows, "Because you weren't in yours when I went to check with Max so he's literally looking around for you and if he found you in here, you and Swerve wouldn't make it to your matches at All Out. Plus, you're supposed to be out in five minutes we gotta go." Y/N cursed under her breath and grabbed Anthony's hand. "Well then let's go! I'll see you soon baby!" Y/N blew a kiss at Swerve before running out of the locker room with Anthony being dragged by her. They made it to the gorilla where Billy Gunn and Max were waiting. "There you are, where the hell were you?" Max asked.

"I was with Anna," Y/N lied and he nodded, not thinking much of it as he was trying to memorize his rap.

"Hold on, I have a question if I may. Why are you consistently talking about Y/N when she's not even here? Are you scared to say it to her face?" Toni Storm interrupted. Standing side by side with the AEW Women's Champion, Thunder Rosa all as they were confronting Britt Baker, Jamie Hayter and Rebel. Just when Britt went to speak she was cut off when The Acclaimed's music hit, gaining a huge pop as obvious. Y/N was supposed to be having a match with Britt Baker tonight and if she won then she would be added to Toni Storm vs Thunder Rosa at All Out.

Max did his rap, basically roasting all of the women in the ring but mainly Britt, Jamie and Rebel. Y/N walked out beside Billy Gunn as Anthony and Max did their usual thing to hype up the crowd. "The Acclaimed are here! Scissor me daddy ass!" Anthony, Max and Y/N all scissored their fingers with Billy Gunn before Y/N walked down the ramp with a mic in hand. "Alright everyone settle down. I couldn't quite but hear my name brought up quite a lot. Mainly by you Britt. And I'm not a huge fan of disrespect."

"But I mean whatever you feel the need to say you can say it to my face," Y/N spoke, jumping onto the apron and stepping the ring, Max and Anthony following her movements as well as Billy. "You want me to say it to your face?" Britt raised a brow and Y/N shrugged and nodded with a purse of her lips. "Okay ill say it to your face. You are a complete joke to this company and the only thing your useful for is helping your brother win his matches. I find it completely baffling that you're getting a title shot and not me," Britt stated. Y/N pursed her lips and nodded slowly, "Well it sounds like someone thinks they better than me."

"As much as some people would agree with that I can't help but disagree. I am better than you Britt. And in just a minutes time, I will be proving that," Y/N stated. Britt scoffed and then suddenly Y/N sucker punched her in the face and threw her out of the ring. Jamie and Rebel both went to attack her but she kicked them in the gut and performed a double ddt to them, sending both rolling out of the ring. The crowd cheered as Y/N came face to face with Thunder Rosa and Toni Storm. "I'd advise you to leave before I send you out of this ring just like I did them," Y/N warned.

A few minutes Y/N was having her match with Britt, easily getting the upper hand. As Y/N had Britt on her shoulders she powerbombed her into the mat, going to pin her but was distracted when she noticed Swerve In Our Glory coming down the ramp and arguing back in forth with The Acclaimed. Y/N stood up and slid out of the ring, walking over to them. "What the hell is going on?! I'm trying to finish my match!" Y/N said, pulling Anthony and Max back. "They're the ones who came down here!" Max argued.

Y/N groaned and rolled her eyes, running back into the ring to beat the ten count. As she stood up, Britt knocked her in the face, sending her stumbling back right into a high kick from Jamie off the apron as Rebel had distracted the referee. The crowd booed and complained, not happy that Y/N was gonna be cheated. But The Acclaimed noticed and jumped on the apron, arguing with the referee and Britt stood up in disbelief, yelling at the two. Y/N was leaned on the bottom turnbuckle, holding her jaw and that's when everyone noticed Swerve and Keith near her.

Swerve slid his title discreetly into Y/N's hands and that's when Britt turned around, being hit straight in the face with the title. The Acclaimed noticed Y/N attack Britt and jumped off the apron so the referee could count as Y/N pinned Britt to the three count. Swerve left his title where it fell so everyone could see how Y/N had just cheated and with his help. Their music hit and The Acclaimed cheered and slid in the ring, putting their arms around a very exhausted Y/N. But that's when everyone froze, seeing Swerve In Our Glory step into the ring. But they suddenly looked down at the title that belonged to Swerve who bent down with a smirk and picked it up.

The Acclaimed looked at Y/N in disbelief and she looked down with a sigh. As Max argued with his sister, Anthony got into it with Swerve. Billy pulled Max back when he got a little too close into Y/N's personal space. Y/N just shook her head, annoyed with the topic and everyone just watched confused as Swerve and Keith exited the ring and stood onto the top of the ramp. Y/N went to walk out of the ring but Anthony grabbed her arm and pulled her back only for her to shove him back and the crowd let out a gasp of shock. "What the hell is your problem?!" Max shouted at her.

"My problem?! You almost cost me my match!" Y/N argued. Shaking her head she went to step out of the ring but Max grabbed onto her arm which made her immediately punch him in the face. The crowd gasped in shock as Anthony bent down next to Max who held his jaw in disbelief. Y/N pursed her lips before stepping onto the ring apron and turning around to look back at the boys. Y/N picked up the mic on the floor of the ramp and raised it to her lips. "You guys are a joke and I never needed you. And I will prove that when I win the AEW Women's Championship at All Out. Also, in case you didn't know, I've been hanging out with Swerve and Keith behind your backs the entire time."

"And they actually proved that they care about me tonight, so at All Out I can't wait to watch as they retain their championships," Y/N smiled. The crowd booed her and she rolled her eyes, tossing the mic on the mat and jumping off the ring apron. "You know I always had a feeling you would turn on us. I just didn't expect it to be with them of all people," Max spoke. "You know how much those titles mean to us!" Y/N rolled her eyes and picked the mic back up. "Which is exactly why I'm going to make sure you don't win them," Y/N said, walking up the ramp to Keith and Swerve who watched the interaction in amusement.

Swerve grabbed Y/N pulling her into a fast and sloppy kiss that caught her off guard. Pulling her closer by her ass in the process, Anthony and Billy were trying to pull Max back who had no idea that, that was planned. And it wasn't planned at all so it caught everyone off guard. Swerve pulled away and grinned, putting his arm around her shoulders and waving teasingly at Max. The minute they got backstage Y/N grabbed Swerve and dragged him into the locker room. "Oh my god you're gonna get me killed!"

Swerve chuckled and she rolled her eyes at him, "This is not funny, Max is gonna kill me!" Y/N shoved his shoulder but then the door opened and Max immediately grabbed Y/N away from Swerve. "Yo what the fuck was that?! TK said that wasn't supposed to happen!" Max said, holding onto Y/Ns arm tightly. "Hey you need to calm down and let her go," Swerve said, pulling Max's hand off of Y/N's arm and getting into Max's face. "Okay no, we are not doing this. We can talk about this later. I need a shower so get out," Y/N said, pushing Max and Swerve away from each other.

"I swear to god if you shower together I'm gonna kill both of you!" Max said, and Y/N rolled her eyes and shut the door then locked it. Swerve raised his brows and she squinted at him. "No you cannot come in with me," Y/N mumbled, walking past him and tugging off her tank top over her bra. "Oh come on. You can't really be mad at me baby," Swerve groaned. Y/N turned to look at him and sighed, "I'm not mad, I am fuming. How dare you just kiss me like that in front of everyone and my brother?!" Y/N went to say more but was cut off when Swerve pulled her into a kiss.

Y/N pulled away and gaped at him, "Did you just kiss me to shut me up?"

"That and because I really wanna join you in that shower," He said and she scoffed. "Fine, I'll let it slide. Only if you give me a massage," Y/N walked into the bathroom not waiting for his response but heard it through the door.

"Which body part?!"

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

You are welcome

[daddyhausen]

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「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — after the texas death match with hangman. swerve had developed an infatuation for pain

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], wax play, temp play, restriants, cuffing, masochist!swerve, sub!reader, dom!swerve, blood play, knife playunprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, male + female orgasms, squirting, vaginal creampie, internal cumshots

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.3k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x swerve strickland

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @cosmoholic13 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @adamjf @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @violetmacher @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @auburnwrites @biforrollynch

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he’d come to you about an hour after his match

body still pumping with adrenaline and forehead still decorated with remnants of dried and coagulated blood

both his and the cowboy’s

his mind revelled in the newfound pleasure. he enjoyed inflicting bloody punishment

but his body shuddered with a different kind of desire upon receiving

so here the two of you were

back home, immersed in the frosty tacoma weather

burning candlers freestanding, dripping hot wax onto the beside tables

an assortment of pocket knives and switchblades littered beside them

both your bodies bare and exposed for one another

“are you sure you want me to do this?” you questioned cautiously, a burning candle held between your palms the flame flickering dangerously close to your breasts

wrists bound by handcuffs, some of the wax dripping onto the metal

‘baby…” he cooed, finger dancing dangerously close to the flickering candle flame

the calloused tips of his fingers catching the flame before releasing it in quick succession, all without flinching

if that wasn’t any indication of his seriousness you weren’t sure what was

the candle flame flickered light against his chest as it did yours, a warm glow radiated onto his umber coloured skin

you could still make out the indents and scared of what once were staples petruding from his skin

from hangman and his own infliction

he guided your wrists to his chest, tilting the candle towards himself after allowing it to gather a substantial amount of hot wax at the wick

wetting his lips in anticipation

you however, held a knot of worry in your stomach, more so anxious that he was going to hurt himself

he gave a small hiss atp the hot wax met his skin, instantly hardening against his flesh

you tried to pull your wrists away in a frantic attempt to apologise

however, he held you still, letting the wax continue to build up in small peaks against his skin

an exhilierated moan fell from his lips

“fuck…” he grunted, a subtle grown through gritted teeth

“i’m sorry!-” you squeaked, pulling back your wrists, now free from his grasp.

“i’m sorry i’m hurting you-“

“no you’re not sweetheart. it feels good” he confessed through your frantic apologies

“look” he sighed, taking the candle from your grasp, pouring the remaineder of the wax onto his chest without so much as a wince of pain

the wax stuck to his skin

the larger droplets dripping down his torso, stopping and hardening just at his pelvis

a gasp caught in your throat just staring at how intoxicated with arousal he’d become

heavenly sighs parting his lips as he let his eyes flutter shut, just reveling in the pleasure

he placed the candle back into the holder on the bedside table

grabbing a switchblade to replace it

the flicking the blade open with a smirk as he brought it towards the cuffs that bound your wrist

the golden blade looked mesmerising, accompanied with a white-pearlescent handle that shimmered under the candlelight

he hooked the tip of the blade between the cuff links of the handcuffs, pulling them

the initial jolt sent you lightly smacking into his chest

not hard enough to get knicked by the blade, thankfully

without a word he handed you the switchblade, one of which you hesitantly accented

“w-what’s this for?” you questioned, genuinely clueless

“you know what it’s for baby” he reminded with a sly smirk, lightly beginning to nip at your bottom lip with hungry kisses

“y-you want me to use it on you?”

“mhm…” he hummed against your lips between parted breaths

you knew he’d always been a glutton for punishment, but never to this extent

“what if i hurt you”

“you won’t” he reassured, pulling you onto his lap

his cock throbbing against your exposed cunt

he switchblade’s handle grasped tightly between your palms

lightly beginning to trace around the intents of the staple scars

he hummed in delight, the sensation of the cold blade against his warm skin was nothing short of ethereal

he lifted your hips up, one arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other guiding his cock into you

his tip teased the warm, soaked folds of your cunt

adoring your whimpers as he stretched you out so effortlessly

“oh shit…” you gasped, still not fully used to his size, having to wait a couple of seconds before you were fully adjusted

“good?” he questioned softly, his eyes baring nothing but love into yours

you responded with a small nod, finally getting comfortable around his size.

he manoeuvred your hands, holding the blade up to his collarbone, pressing the tip just below the indent where bone peaks against the skin

pressing down lightly, not enough to break the skin and draw blood

he wanted to allow you that honour

still you hesitated, still afraid to cause him harm

“go on” he cooed. “you wont hurt me”

his reassurance provided some comfort to your worrying mind

still you persued

pressing the tip of the switchblade into his skin, breaking the melanated flesh

he gave a small hiss, same as before

grabbing your wrist all the same as he had done previously

instead, this time dragging the blade across his collarbone, until beads of ruby liquid pooled at the surface

“fuck…” he grunted, through a euphoric moan, his hips jolting up ward into you in the process

his cock fully buried in your void

you whimpered at the sensation, never feeling so full in your life

the blade of the knife glistened with his blood

the warm crimson dripping down the blade and your wrist

his hips began moving in quick rhythmic motions, giving your no time to adjust until his was fucking you nice and deep

“more…” he motioned to the switchblade, having you peel off the layers of hardened wax from his skin before replacing them with small, bloody nicks and cuts across his chest

“fuck yes baby…feels so fuckin’ good”

he pulled you in for a passionate kiss, his teeth hungrily nipping at your bottom lip for access.

your belly swirling with need for release the longer he bounced you on his cock

his blood beginning to smear against your breasts

the supple mound littered with splotches of blood, an almost burgundy wine colour that complementled your skin tone perfectly

“you gonna cum for me, pretty thing? i can feel you squeezing me”

he threw his head back with a moan, revelling in the pleasure of your cunt, and the glorious handiwork provided by the switchblade

his skin burned with delight, flushed with warmth and bloody redness.

his cock swelled, needy for release, with each desperate twitch inside your tight walls

you nodded feverishly at his question, feeling him stuff you to the brim, your cunt griping his cock with an almost lethal effect

no warning was given, he didn’t need one to know when you end was nearing,

he could simply feel the increment pulses of your cunt getting quicker by the second before eventually spilling over

your juices gushed down his shaft, soaking his thighs as you pulsed around him

“good girl,” he hummed with a hiss, the switchblade having knicked him by the crook of his neck and shoulder

his seed filling you with imminent desire

leaving you dripping, full of his warmth

as the both of you settled, your highs subsiding, he held you close, the small breaks in his skin stung, similar to that of paper cuts

you felt horrible for having inflicted them, yet a sense of pride knowing that he enjoyed being adorned in your handiwork

he took the blade from your hand, setting it beside him on the bed, looping himself through your arms, you’re wrists still bound by the cuffs

your bodies still so closely intertwined

“you’re too good for me sweetheart”

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Can i request some swerve Strickland smut? Maybe he’s being cocky after winning against hangman or something like that? 🤤❤️

Swerve when I ride

Swerve Strickland X fem reader 18+

Main Masterlist (Word Count: 1400)

Tonight would be the third time Swerve and Hangman would meet in the ring, the third time they would go to war and according to Swerve the third time he would beat the Cowboy. Now this fight would be different than the other times they had met, this time the AEW world championship was at stake. Swerve would be one step closer to capturing his first singles title in AEW. “How are you feeling about tonight?” I asked the man who was currently pacing around the room like a madman. “Scared cuz you won’t have Prince Nana or me ringside?” I asked him “No, no offence but I don’t need either of you to win” Swerve responded, almost offended by my words. “Okay, well I will be in the gorilla for the whole thing, I’ll be waiting to celebrate,” I told him before giving him a quick kiss before Swerve got ready to go out. 

I watched the men go to war on the backstage monitor. The tension from this match could be felt throughout the arena. Every time you thought it was over you were sadly mistaken. Just then as Swerve went for the count the bell rang. “Ladies and Gentleman, the thirty-minute time limit has been reached, therefore this match results in a draw” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Justin Roberts just called for this match to be a draw. I could tell Swerve was mad, I mean I would be too. But it was smart for Hangman not to give into five more minutes, he made his point clear, “You can’t beat me without your goons” and with that, it was over. 

Once Swerve returned from the ring I noticed his attitude switched like the flip of a dime. He was acting very cocky for a man who just had a draw with his arch-nemesis. “You see I told you I would beat that Cowboy’s ass” Swerve yelled once we entered the Moguel embassy locker room.  “You technically didn’t win, It was a draw,” I told him. “Nah, you see I had him beat, I was seconds away from getting the three count, If I had just five more-” *Knock knock*

I opened the door and noticed none other than Brian Cage and the gates of agony standing at the door. “Can I help you?” I asked “We need to speak with the boss” “He’s busy” “It will only take a second” “Bye” and with that, I slammed the door in their faces. “Who was that?” Swerve asked. “No one,” I responded. “Anyways as I was saying, I had him beat! I did beat him, three times in a row I beat a former world champion, I guess that makes me championship material then” “You know I love you, and you know that I think you are championship material but you never beat Hangman, it was a draw” I told him as I slowly made my way back to Swerve, the two of us now stood chest to chest. “What is it that you are trying to prove here?” He asked curiously, not quite getting what I was trying to say. “I’m saying that as much as I love you, I don’t think you are as tough as you claim to be” “What?” “You heard me, I don’t think you can beat everyone like you say you can.” I could see the gears moving in Swerve's head, he was mad but not as mad as you would think. He was more intrigued by my comments. “So who do I need to beat in order to prove I’m the best?” “Me” “Excuse me” “I said me, I don’t think you could beat me in a fight. You walk around the place talking the talk but can you walk the walk-” “You know I can” “Then prove it” 

Swerve knew my games, he knew the kinda fight I was looking for. Not one of violence but dominance, who could remain victorious in this battle of lust and love. I was all over Swerve, proving my dominance, I had him pinned underneath me as I placed rough kisses all over him. I thought I had won, I made the mistake of letting my guard down just the slightest amount which caused Swerve to counter. I was now face down on the ground as he hovered over me. “I think I won,” Swerve said, sounding overconfident that he won. I was able to sneak out from under him and ran to the other side of the room to make sure the door was locked. The two of us continued to play fight for a while before I was able to regain my dominance, pinning Swerve's hands above his head as he surrendered. “Alright you got me there,” he said laughing, I however was not laughing. “What?” “You know what,” I told him, “Are you sure you want to do this right here right now?” Swerve asked, the slightest of concern in his eyes. “Yes I’m sure” 

I remained on top of Swerve trying to prove my point that he could not beat me. I continued to pin his shoulders underneath me. “1..2…3…. I won you lost” I told him “Ha ha very funny Y/n” Swerve said as he began to toy with the zipper of my jeans. I stopped his movements and he said “I thought you wanted this?” to which I responded “I do want this but first you have to admit that you can’t beat me. That I’m better than you” “You know I can’t do that” Swerve told me as I slowly started to grind on him, the two of us fully clothed. I knew I would make him say it but first I would need to mess with him a bit. I continued to grind on him painfully slow as I removed my top. Swerve tried to remove my bra but I was quick to swat his hand away. “Admit that I’m better than you” “Never” Fine he wanted to play games then I'll play games. 

He needed to beg for it. I placed delicate kisses from his neck to his navel. I toyed with his belt before looking up at Swerve to give him one more chance. “Say it” “Never” I removed his dick from his pants and began to place delicate kisses and kitten licks from base to tip. I could tell this was annoying Swerve but all he had to do was say five simple words, he brought this onto himself. I took him in my mouth all at once and began to slowly bop my head up and down, sucking him off at an extremely slow pace. I increased my pace before going back to taking my sweet time with him. It didn't matter how Swerve tried to touch me or make me go faster it wouldn't work. Despite trying to draw out his orgasm I felt it approaching quicker than I expected. I let him get so very close before I stopped. “Why would you do that,” Swerve said breathlessly “I was so close” “Say it” “I-” “Say it, I know you can do it” 

“You won, you’re better than me. Please, please Y/n. I need you. I need you so bad” “See, was that so hard?” I said playfully before I stripped us both. I aligned myself with him as I slowly began to sink down on Swerve. I gave myself a second to breathe before I began to ride him. As my pace increased I could feel Swerve thrusting into me, adding to the growing pleasure we were both feeling. I could feel he was close but I wouldn't dare let him cum before me. “Don’t even think about it” I told him through gritted teeth. “I don’t know if I can hold it baby” “You better hold it” I told him as I increased my pace. I felt Swerve move us in a way that led us to go deeper. I brought a hand down to my clit and started to trace circles around it which started to send me over the edge. “Cum for me baby” I told him as I felt his orgasm spill over, triggering my own. The two of us rode out our orgasms before I collapsed on his chest.  

"Now was that so hard?"