notorious

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 575

Warnings: none, it’s fluffy

Author’s Note: Happy New Year! I love y'all 💙 I wrote this in like a half hour oops this is for you, Chrissy! @glowrioustrash

“What are you doin’ out here in the cold?” Dean asked, shutting the balcony door behind him to muffle the noise from inside. Everyone was having fun in there, chatting and laughing and playing and drinking.

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

GUYS.

HE FUCKING CALLED ME 20 MINUTES LATER

20 FUCKNG. MINUTES. LATER.

First Dean my dude I hope you get better. Second I hope you like this anon!!

8: Spanking20: Hairpulling23: “Good girl.”38: “Those little noises you make, make me so hard.”

 You hissed as you felt Dean’s hand deliver another hard slap to your ass, “Thats 5.” You wiggle your hips up into his hand that was gently rubbing the spot he just hit. All you wanted from him was for him to actually touch you.

 “Good girl.” Dean whispered as he pulled back his hand and slapped the back of your left thigh. You let out a low whine as the painful sensation went straight to your dripping entrance.

 “Oo-h six. Dean please?” You weren’t really sure what you were asking for but the edge of the table was becoming a little uncomfortable, digging into your upper thighs.

 “What was that darlin?” Dean had moved to the side of the table so he could look you in the eyes, “Did you want something?” He asked as he ran his hand over his jean-clad bulge. You let out a small whimper as you watched his hand squeeze around it. Dean sucked in a breath at the sound, “Those little noises you make, make me so hard.” He said through gritted teeth.

 “Let me help you with that.” You went to get up but Dean gently pushed you back down onto the table, “De-ean, I want, no I need it so badly.” You pushed your thighs together trying to make just a little friction for yourself. You sighed at the feeling, making Dean looked down at them.

A/N: Just a short little drabbly thing…hope you guys like it.

warnings: thigh riding, dirty talk, nsfw image

It was the damn red ring gear. I never should have mentioned it, how good he looked. Now he knew he had me. There were times I could resist him, though not for very long, but then there were times like these. Times when I would do anything to have him, and these were the moments when he was merciless.

We had scurried away into a vacant hallway of the arena. “Are you going to fuck me?” I gasped as his fingers teased me outside of my underwear, my skirt up rolled to my waist. “‘Fuck’?” He smirked, “No, not here. Not now.” He gave me a firm push against the wall. “But-” I started before I was interrupted with a raucous slap against my very wet panties. “I won’t have you challenging my judgement,” he growled, using his body to brace me, unyielding against the cold concrete wall, as his free hand cupped my chin, “Understood?” His ocean eyes pierced right through me and I nodded mindlessly, gripping the lapels of his leather jacket. “But, later?” I panted, my eyebrows drew together in a plea.

“Such a needy little girl, aren’t you?” His breathy whisper into my ear sent chills trailing down my neck and right down my spine.

Pairing: Seth Rollins x OFC

Warnings: Some alcohol. Smut. Like reaaaally smutty. I haven’t spell checked or cleaned this up much so I’m sure I’ll be editing this a little bit.

Summary: Dean is OFC’s older, protective brother and she has deep feelings for his best friend, Seth. Although Dean makes it hard for them, she finally confronts him about her feelings. Smut happens.

“It’s more so like this,” Seth announced to the young girl before gesturing to her how to perform a maneuver he’d been taking to the ring lately.

She nodded at him with her hands on her hips, sweat beading across her head from the workout. The short brunette was in the performance center, getting in a little bit of training from her close friend Seth.

She was a rookie in the WWE, and he’s had open arms for her ever since her arrival, unlike most of the other superstars. But it was easy to want to guide her through everything, with him being her brother’s best friend and all.

Dean Ambrose was the girl’s older brother, and a very protective one at that. When coming into the company, it was apparent that he had a talk with a majority of the male superstars as they refused to ever approach her when her brother was around. She loved her brother, him being really the only family she had, but she found the protectiveness unnecessary, and adamantly told him that she could handle herself, but that was Dean for you.

Since Seth was one of Dean’s closest friends, her and Seth knew each other quite well too. Over the few years, he watched Dean’s little sister grow. Whenever Dean was around, Seth and Roman most likely were too. She found herself lucky that she could come into the company with a not only Dean, as annoying as he was, but two other friends that would look out for her, because she was somewhat shy and would probably be lost without them.

Especially Seth.