#wwe crown jewel

[jonmoxleys]

[romanvampire]

[fabxpunk]

[punksrhea]

ROMAN REIGNS WWE Crown Jewel, November 2nd, 2024

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WWE: Looks like Mami made an adorable new friend this past weekend backstage at #WWECrownJewel! 🥺

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despite what happened,i was SO GLAD to see sami. Saudi Arabia is literally Sami Zayn territory, and I'm extremely glad that he showed up, AND HE WORE THE KEFFIYEH??? SOBBING MY EYES OUT. we absolutely ADORE the Palestine solidarity Sami 🇵🇸🍉<3

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Roman had to lose. His current arc is all about learning humility and what it means to be a true leader. Jimmy is acting as Roman’s conscience, the angel on his shoulder who urges him to do the right thing. I think that apologizing to Jey is going to be a big breakthrough for Roman, which is why they’re putting it off for now.

It’s also interesting seeing Roman’s reactions to Jey’s entrance and how the crowd loves him. I believe Roman when he said he was proud of Jey, but there’s clearly more going on. Some resentment, jealousy, maybe a bit of shame because Jey was able to shine in spite of Roman and not because of him.

Anyway, it’s up in the air how Roman is going to respond to this loss. Is he going to lash out and blame Sami and Jey, or is he going to take responsibility? I look forward to seeing Paul Heyman (hopefully soon), because the OTC needs his Wise Man.

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Thank you, Twitter. I needed this just now.

[jonmoxleys]

[romanvampire]

[fabxpunk]

[mikaelsonharem7]

𝐉𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐚𝐠 🛩️

NSFW 🔞

Your first time overseas and the time zone change was rough. Luckily a certain someone has experience and lends a helping hand 😉

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Jet lag was real. You were running on Red Bulls all day getting last-minute nail appointments scheduled for Crown Jewel tomorrow. Being the new nail tech for WWE definitely had its perks. Working with your childhood favorites and getting to see the world was a plus. Sitting in your hotel, drawing on your iPad, final designs for the women wrestlers so that you could have everything planned out tomorrow. You suddenly get a text on your phone.

 

Randy: you up?

me: barely 🥱

Randy: Is jet lag hitting you?

me: like a train!

Randy: I can help you fall asleep faster.😏

 

You stare at your phone with your mouth agape. Rereading and rereading the text, trying to see if you can interpret it any other way, but what other way could he have meant?

 

Yes, you two have been flirting back-and-forth, but you didn’t think he looked at you like that. There have been many nights that you made yourself cum to the thought of you and Randy in bed, and having the opportunity in front of you made your stomach have butterflies.

 

“What did you have in mind?” You texted back. Waiting for his response, you feel your hands start to sweat and your body heat up when you see those three little dots before he responded.

 

“Come to my room and I’ll show you.”

 

Rereading the text, you want to walk on the wild side and just go with the flow, so before you can talk yourself out of it, you say, “Send the room number.”

 

“1753”

 

“otw”

 

You change into something a little more comfortable. It’s a nightgown with two slits up your thighs, and you thought it would be very easy to access. As you make your way to his room, your stomach is doing a backflip because you can’t believe that you’re actually about to do this, but you think to yourself, YOLO.

 

Knocking on the door, your nerves spike when you see Randy open the door, and he looks over what you were wearing, and a smile appears on his face. He moves aside and invites you in, and immediately, when you walk into his room, you notice how spacious it is. Hearing the door close, you turn to see Randy walking towards you and notice what he’s wearing. Black sweats and a muscle shirt. Showing off his giant arms and those tattoos. God did you love his tattoos. You didn’t realize you were staring until you heard Randy call your name to get your attention.

 

"I’m sorry, what did you say?” You blink back into reality. Realizing that you were caught, you feel your cheeks heat up. Thank goodness for your dark complexion.

 

Chuckling Randy repeats, “Is this what you wear to bed?” his eyes racking over your body. You feel your body heat up under his gaze. The way he was looking at you had you shift your weight, and when you did, the slits on your gown shifted, showing more of your thighs. That got Randy’s attention and his eyes, firmly painted on your lower half.

 

“So you said that you had something to help with my insomnia?” You said wanting to displace the silence in the room. Nodding Randy walks over to the living area and sits down, and you notice that he has a rolling tray out, and he said, “This is what I had in mind, and this is what helps me sleep, especially when the jet lag is kicking my ass.” A little surprised that the viper gardens, but it wasn’t anything new to you.

 

Walking over to the couch to him, you watch him begin to roll, and you start to make conversation with him. Asking him about his feelings about his match tomorrow and just getting to know him, especially since he was your favorite growing up. The next thing you know, a few hours have passed, and you both are pretty high, and you’re just making small talk when Randy turns and looks at you and just stares.

 

“What?” You ask. Then you realize that the slits on your nightgown had ridden up and the whole side of your thigh was exposed. You try to adjust, but Randy’s hand stops you and slowly travels up your thigh. Heat blossoms in you. Being bold, you slowly climb into his lap, which he eagerly pulls you closer to him.

 

You feel his large hands on your thighs, slowly moving up and down, and then they suddenly go to cup your ass as he pulls closer to him. Your lips meet, and fire explodes. Moans and heavy breathing are all that can be heard in the room. You pull away and help him remove his shirt; your hands instantly go to his huge chest as you slowly trail your nails down, slightly scratching, and he makes a sound, not of discomfort, but a sound that he likes what you’re doing. Making sure you keep eye contact. You slowly slide yourself down to your knees in between his legs, looking up at him. Looking up at him through your lashes, you ask,

 

“Can I make you cum daddy?”

 

You don’t know what came over you, but you suddenly got a rush of confidence. Randy nods, unable to form a coherent sentence. You slowly slide your hands over his thick thighs till you get to the top of his sweats, and you gently and slowly start to pull them down. His hard dick bounces out and hits just below his bellybutton, and it’s already leaking. Grabbing him, you lick a stripe from the base all the way to the top and take him deep. Still looking at him through your lashes, you watch his face contort in pleasure. He grabs your head, making you take him deeper till he hits the back of your throat. Of course you oblige and keep doing this until you feel him twitch and he spills himself down your throat. As you release him from your mouth, you see that he’s still hard, and he suddenly grabs you and throws you on the other end of the couch.

 

Pushing your thighs open, he settles between your legs; he kisses and nips both sides of your thighs, making you moan in the process, getting closer to the place where you want him most. He finally reaches your center and takes a long lick from your pussy all the way to your clit; his tongue circles, and then he starts to suck your clit. Your hands immediately goes to his head to try to push him off, but he captures your wrists and continues to eat. He continues to eat his fill, surprising you as he adds two fingers, curling them til he finds that sweet spot until you release and cum in his mouth. As you come down from your high, your body can’t help but shake and twitch from the orgasm he just gave you.

 

His blue eyes never leave yours as he kisses up your body until he gets directly over you and pulls you into a long, passionate kiss. Tasting yourself on his lips and tongue sends your senses into overload. Never breaking the kiss, you feel him at your entrance, and he slowly pushes in. Feeling him stretch you causes you to gasp in his mouth and bite your lip.

 

“You feel so tight around me, baby. Squeezing me. You like how I’m stretching that pussy?”

 

Hearing him talk like this had your mind going 1,000,000 miles an hour, not able to process or form a coherent thought. You look up at him, and the look he gives you goes straight to your pussy.

 

Starting to go faster, he grunts out, “I asked you a question I expect you to answer.” ���Do you like the way I’m stretching this pussy?”

 

"Yes,” you reply in a whimper.

 

Smacking the side of your thigh, he says, “Yes, WHAT?”

 

Not wanting the feeling of him inside of you to stop, you say with a straggly moan, “Yes, daddy." Smiling, Randy hooks his arms under your thighs, making you spread wider so he can go deeper. Sitting up, he brings a hand around your neck and forces you to watch as he pounds you. His other hand trails down your body til you feel his thumb start to strum your clit. The wet sound of him sliding in and out plus the visual of seeing you cream all over his dick was enough to trigger your second orgasm. Shaking as your orgasm rocks through your body, you feel yourself squeeze around Randy’s dick, and you hear him stutter a cry of pleasure as his hips begin to falter and speed up as he chases his own orgasm. A few seconds later, you feel him twitch and release rope after rope of cum deep inside of you.

 

Both trying to catch your breath, he slowly pulls out and looks where you both were once connected and watches his cum slowly leak out and form trail down. You, in a sea of bliss, try to catch your breath because you just had some of the most amazing sex ever. You didn’t even realize that he had left until you felt a warm towel cleaning up the mess you both made. Your legs are jelly, and Randy can see this, so he scoops you up and walks you both to the bedroom. Placing you in the bed, he gets in as well, and you yawn.

 

"Did that help your jet lag?” Randy asks with a smirk in his face, already knowing the answer. All you could see was a barely audible “mmhmm” as you drifted off into the much-needed sleep.

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LIV MORGAN — WWE Crown Jewel 2024