‘Hello Love- They/them!’

Happy New Year! First fic of the year, switched it up a lil bit <3

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"I need your touch, not your scrutiny. Squeezing too tight, boy you're losing me."

As one of the most popular women in the SmackDown women’s division, it was normal for you to be popular among the boys and girls in the back. You’d made a lot of friends during your time on the brand. When you were revealed as the mystery woman who had been helping out the Bloodline on the side, it wasn’t a shock to anyone. Someone of your status and talent deserved to be put with the best.

Playing the bad guy had never felt better. You learned so much from the boys, and they all really enjoyed working with you. It became clear that each of them had a small crush on you, but no one had even tried to mention a relationship. This didn’t stop them from being overprotective, though. The way that Roman tensed when he saw you talking to another man, especially Drew McIntyre, spoke for itself. The Tribal Chief didn’t get jealous, he got even.

Tonight’s episode was business as usual, ending the last show of the year with the boys. Things didn’t go totally as planned, but that was okay. You’d make sure that they bounced back even better in the upcoming year.

“Whew, it’s rare to see ya without those boys of yours,” Drew whistled at you in passing. You chuckle, giving him a soft smile. 

“They’re getting packed up so we can leave, genius!” You tease. Drew smiles, locking eyes with you. Your tummy swells with butterflies. Drew was a beautiful man, stunning even. Since you spent all of your time with the Bloodline, you hardly ever paid attention to anyone. Drew was commanding all of it right now.

“Y’know, I may get my ass kicked for even implying, but are you free by any chance?” Drew proposed. You raised your eyebrows, being filled with an instant nervousness you weren’t accustomed to.

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t be. What are you trying to do, big Daddy?” You wink. Drew ducks his head down, trying his best to hide the blush that’s creeping onto his handsome face.

“Ay, lass. Don’t talk like that unless you’re serious, hm?” He warned.

“Maybe I am?”

A few feet away from the two of you, the Bloodline is watching this little interaction with hate filled eyes. The boys didn’t do well with sharing anything, especially not when it came to you. They were aware that they hadn’t made anything official, or staked their claim on you. But you belonged to them, regardless of what was said or what wasn’t.

“How long we gotta watch this shit, Uce?” Jey cursed. Roman held his hand up, silencing the fiery Uso. “Hold off, bro. I wanna see how far McIntyre thinks he’s going to get.”

“I mean, he’s looking too damn friendly for my liking,” Jimmy said, pursing his lips in jealousy.

“Yeah, me too.” Solo chimed in, which was a rarity for the Enforcer. Roman hushes his cousins, continuing to watch you and Drew flirt. When Drew places his arm around your waist, that’s when Roman’s had enough of watching.

“Alright. That’s it,” He begins to approach the two of you steadily, gaining Drew’s attention in the process. Roman doesn’t give a shit though.

“Don’t you think you’re a little too close, Drew?” Roman interjects. His jealousy has quietly consumed him, not even noticing the obvious irritated look on your face.

“Roman,” You began. Roman waved you off.

“This is between me and him.” He insists. You shake your head.

“Uh huh, I don’t think so, Roman. You don’t get to boss me around like this. We may work together, but we are not together. I’ll talk to whoever I damn well please.” You snap. This catches Roman’s eye, immediately drawing his attention to you.

“Is that so?”

“Yes, it is. Now move.” You brush past him, heading towards the locker room to gather your things. You normally didn’t get upset with Roman, or the boys really. But a line was being crossed, when there was no reason for it to be. You absolutely hated when people were possessive of you, especially without a title.

Roman’s long strides catch up to yours, damn near beating you to the locker room.

“Y/N,” He calls. You ignore him, picking up your suitcases. Roman shuts the door behind him, daring you to try and move him. You roll your eyes.

“Get out of my way, Roman.”

“Nuh uh, sweetheart.”

Your temper rarely flared, but Roman was pushing it. First he most likely ruined things with Drew for you, and now he had the audacity to try and gatekeep you from everyone else?

“I don’t have time for your fucking games, okay? I don’t know what made you think that was okay to do, but I really don’t appreciate it.” You fuss. Roman takes a deep breath.

“You just don’t get it, do you? Drew isn’t good enough for you. Why choose him when you can have all of us?” Roman fought back.

“Oh… got it. You only want to claim me when you’re on the brink of losing me. You only want me to be with you guys when it's convenient for you, when it looks good for you. Cool.” You bit down on your lip, trying to keep the tears at bay. You didn’t want to admit it, but it actually broke your heart.

“That’s not the case whatsoever, Y/N.” Roman says, softening his expression. You avoid his awaiting gaze, gently nudging him away from the door.

“So what is it then, Roman? What is it?” You demand. Roman opens his mouth to explain, soon closing it right after. You nod slowly. “Got it.” You nearly tear the door off its hinges, heading towards the parking lot. Drew is surprisingly still in one piece after getting into a squabble with the rest of the Bloodline.

“Hey, sorry about that. Can I carpool with you tonight?” You ask. Drew nods his head quickly. “You don’t need to ask me, honey. Let’s go.”

With sad eyes, and a defeated heart, Roman watches you make your exit with Drew.

Pairing: Solo Sikoa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,773

Summary: The Bloodline goes on a camping trip and you forgot to bring a sleeping bag, so you have to share one with Solo.

A/N: I really like this one. Hope You Enjoy!

When Roman announced a camping trip with the group, the only people who were really excited were you and Sami. In Roman's words, 'We all need to have a better bond.' Or something like that. He just wanted you all to really feel like family.

Rating: 18+

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"I don't need lovin, late night, cuffin. Take it all off you naughty, put it back on then pause it."

You stood firmly in your spot, watching in horror as the Bloodline took out innocent bystanders and superstars. You couldn’t stop your eyes from rolling to the back of your head. Though you had shared somewhat of a bond with the Bloodline, you didn’t always agree with everything they did. Sometimes you wished you had the courage to tell them to their faces that what they were doing was unnecessary.

Roman’s bun appeared around the corner, making his way towards you. The pit of your stomach sank. Everytime you saw him, it elicited such a strong response; something you could never explain or prepare for. Was it his good looks, or the fact that he towered over you? A man as physically dominant as Roman Reigns was one in a million. The same could be said for his cousins Jey and Jimmy, and especially their younger brother Solo. 

Something about the men woke something primal inside of you. A feeling that felt indescribable. You shook your head, almost forgetting that you were supposed to be angry with them. Roman’s cologne filled your nostrils as he walked past you, turning to give you a glance. Your eyes meet for the first time. Roman smirks, confident as always. However you felt very small in his gaze. “Got something to say?”

Your knees locked as you snapped back to reality. Roman Reigns was talking to you, and you were standing there zoned out like a weirdo. Sighing heavily, you place your hands on your hips. Roman cocks an eyebrow, studying your change in demeanor.

“I do, actually. Why the hell are you doing this, Roman? It’s unnecessary to attack those guys! I mean, what the hell did Mustafa Ali do to you?” You fuss, feeling yourself get flustered. Sometimes you wondered how the hell you became a wrestler, you were often shy to even speak.

Roman releases a breathy laugh, not impressed by a word that was said. He takes a moment to collect his thoughts before speaking. “I’m sorry, doll. I must have missed the part where this was any of your business?”

This was a mistake, you thought. You’d only made small talks with the Bloodline in passing, never full on conversations that held much merit. Now you were standing here completely embarrassed by the fact you even spoke at all. Roman could sense it. Before another word was said, Jimmy and Jey made their way over to the two of you, Solo also in tow with Sami. Roman’s eyes didn’t leave you upon their arrival, motioning something at Sami, who would soon disappear. “What’s going on, Uce?” Jimmy asked. Roman laughs, nodding towards your direction.

“Y/N here thinks what we’re doing is unnecessary, boys.” Roman shook his head, still tickled at the fact that you had said such a thing. 

“Oh really? I got sum for that ass,” Jey said, grabbing you tightly yet gently by the wrist. You wanted to smack him away, but that wouldn’t be smart. Besides, you were outnumbered. Now wasn’t the time for you to play the role of Self Rescuing Princess. Up close, Jey Uso was by far the prettiest man. How could one’s side profile be so astonishing? His eyelashes were long and perfectly placed, with his beard well groomed. The icy chain that had the pleasure of hanging around his neck was the perfect contrast to his Caramel skin. His lips were full, perfectly kissable.

“How long are you gonna stare at me, lil mama?” Jey interrupted your inner monologue. Your eyes quickly fall to the floor, earning a small chuckle from him. He ushers you into the Bloodline’s spacious locker room, with Roman and Jimmy in tow. You can see Roman whispering something to Solo, who vanishes behind the door. Jey places you on the couch, sitting down in front of you. You refuse to look at him after being caught, so Jey simply forces you to by grasping your chin in his massive palm.

“Not so tough now, hm?” He says, peering down at you through his long lashes. You shook your head in agreement. Roman grabs a seat on the other side of his cousin, as Jimmy sits next to him. Your heart is about to run away from you.

To say you’d always thought about ending up in this position would be an understatement. You spent all of your free time imagining what it would be like to fuck the Bloodline Boys, but you had figured that you weren’t their type. With so many beautiful women on the roster, why would any of them go after you? You weren’t special by any means, yet you had caught their attention many times without even recognizing it. Your body was the perfect combination of thick yet slim, a strong build for a woman that stood at 5’5. The men had salivated when thinking about all the things they were going to do to you, when the opportunity had presented itself. And now that it finally had, there was no more time to waste.

“Lemme tell you a lil secret, doll. You’ve held our attention for a while now… and honestly? I was waiting for you to finally say something to me so we could act on these urges.” Roman admits, leaning forward to get a closer look at you. It’s not like you can go anywhere, Jey’s still got your chin firmly in his grasp. “Urges?” You say, finally. Jimmy’s eyes haven’t left you since he sat down. He runs his tongue over his lips, expertly placing his hand over his lap. Almost as if he knew your eyes would land there.

“Seems like you got 'em too, mama. So why don’t we save the words and just get to it?” Jimmy suggests. You nod, as Jey finally releases your chin. You anxiously rise to your feet, being nudged towards Jimmy. He catches you gently, bracing you against one of the lockers. He leans down, hovering right above your lips. You’re hoping he doesn’t make you wait any longer to taste his lips. He read your mind, because the next thing you know, his lips are gently crashing over yours. With one arm holding you in place, the other is secured behind your neck to move your head in any direction he pleases.

Jimmy moans loudly against your lips, his erection pressing down on the side of your legs. You whimper in his grip, soon hearing movement behind you. Two warm sets of lips are on both sides of your neck, kissing, biting and suckling the exposed skin. You moan softly, as your body is being led back to the couch. Each man takes their time undressing themselves, soon doing the same to you. The pile of clothes stack as Jimmy reluctantly pulls away from you. Roman’s hair falls in soft ringlets at the bridge of his shoulders, as he places a tender kiss on you, positioning you on your knees. You sink into the couch, as Jey slides beneath you. He lines his thick cock up with your entrance, hips leaving the cool leather as he enters you.

Without a moment to spare, Roman slowly enters you from behind. The two begin a steady pace, slipping in and out with a good amount of friction. Not one to be left out, Jimmy guides your chin to his leaking dick. On instinct, you begin to go down on him, sucking his shaft with a purpose. His hips buck into your mouth roughly. “Fuck, just like that baby girl.”

Roman holds your hips in place as he and Jey begin to compete with one another, seeing who will be the one to make you lose control. Jey’s cock is hitting your G-spot every time he sinks his hips into yours, often remaining there until his core tires out. Roman simply offers no mercy whatsoever, picking up a mind numbing pace once you are well adjusted.

“Fuck,” You grumbled, with Jimmy’s cock twitching inside of your mouth. He held your head swiftly as he began to fuck into your mouth recklessly. You allowed him to do so, your throat soon being coated with a familiar sticky substance.

“You’re next, doll.” Roman says, lifting one of your legs in the air. You can’t contain your moans as you’re sure you can feel both of them inside your deepest walls. Jey grabs your face once more, never breaking eye contact. “You like that shit, baby?”

“Y-yes!” Your breath was fading, as they continued to fuck you roughly. You had never experienced such pleasure. Jey’s hickory eyes remain locked on yours as it only takes a few more strokes for you to explode. He slows his pace down to help you come down from your orgasm. 

You softly collapse against Jey’s warm body, your eyes shutting in exhaustion. He rubs your back soothingly. “You’re a lot tougher than you look, baby.”

“I try, but where’d you send Solo?” You ask the boys. They share a laugh, leaving you confused in the moment.

Cookie Dough Ice Cream

Platonic!CG!Damian P. x Platonic!CG!Rhea R x Little!Fem! Reader

Warnings: Age regression, SFW, Slight tantrum, crying

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Y/N held on to her ear rubbing her earlobe walking down the aisles with her Caregiver Damien. It was his day to grocery shop and Rhea was handling business around town after her gym session. He was looking at the list for everyone’s items and he was confused by some. “Finn wanting all this red meat, and I thought I was a cannibal sweetie.” He smirked and looked at Y/N as she was looking at the ice cream. “Papa! Cookie!” She pouted wanting the Cookie dough ice cream. “After we get the actual food baby.” He smiled and continued getting the meat from the other side of the aisle.

She blinked very confused. Rhea let her get her ice cream now and still is able to get the food they need. “But papa mama gets it now…” she voice as she went to the handle of the fridge. “Now I would hate to start counting and letting mama know about your behavior.” Y/N looked around thinking that was someone else she’s never heard Damien’s voice like that and it terrified her. Rhea was honest more the enforcer and handled Y/N when she would be bad but Damien would be the sweet caregiver and spoiled Y/N rotten. But today isn’t much of a day for that.

Damien’s not in the mood.

“Now back to my side. And don’t let go of the cart handle.” He said sternly not even looking at Y/N. She whimpered and did so not wanting trouble keeping her head down rubbing her ear again. Damien continued to get the vegetables next looking at the mixed ones side eyeing Y/N some as she was looking around but with her hand on the cart. He felt bad not wanting to have that tone with her but he needed to get stuff done. “Papa im hungry…” she mumbled. “When we get home I’ll cook up dinner and we can eat.” He said. Rhea always got something small for Y/N to snack on because dinner would take a while. “Mama gets me some apple slices and chips…” she mumbled and Damien started to get irritated. Even thou Rhea was the stern one, she still spoiled Y/N the same just not as much. “Well sweetie mama isn’t here and I said you have to wait ok? I won’t take long.” He sighed.

Y/N started to bite her nails, Rhea would have did this and did that started to get on Damien’s nerves. He saw the next ingredients and went ahead but he wasn’t paying attention as the toy aisle came up. Y/Ns eyes lit up seeing that they stocked more monster high dolls and squishmellos. “Papa! They have the Christmas squishy and I want another doll please!” She let go of the cart and zoomed to the stuffed animals. “Baby wait we can get that after-“ Hearing those words set Y/N off. “I want it now pal please…” she begged. “I said no not now.” He took the squish away putting it back and turned around seeing Y/N gone. He groaned irritated a bit but kept his cool taking the cart and looking around for her.

He looked around in the small clothing area, knowing she can hide anywhere. Soon he heard a small theme song go off, her bluey watch. He followed the sound and moved back some clothes seeing a crying little holding a monster high doll. She backed in the clothes some, her eyes showing fear. Damien didn’t want this, her being scared of him. “Pumpkin…” he sighed. “I’m sorry papa please don’t tell mama…” she sniffled holding the toy more starting to cry. “Come out sweetie.” He sighed. She came out from the clearance clothes and gave him the doll. “So. We aren’t gonna get this now. I’m sorry sweetie but I don’t appreciate how you acted towards me just now. Not today ok?” She grew silent and sniffled.

“And…I’m gonna have to tell mama what’s been up with you.”

The drive home was silent and as they popped through the door, Y/N ran upstairs and closed her door waiting for Rhea to come home.

Rhea was listening to music humming and walking in tossing her gym bag in the laundry room and sees Damien starting dinner. “Hey D! Where’s lil one?” She asked grabbing some water but looked at him seeing his face. “She’s upstairs waiting for you.” Rhea blinked confused. “I need to tell you about how she’s been acting today.”

Y/Ns’ heart dropped as she heard her door open. She was hiding in the closet. Holding her squish tight starting to cry. “Babygirl…” Rhea called knowing she was in the closet. “Come on out here baby. Mama needs a word.” She sighed. Y/N slowly came out, her eyes bloodshot red and she was in a hoodie, Damien’s hoodie. “Come sit sugar.” She gave a warning smile and watched Y/N sit down and kept her eyes to the floor. “Now, why were we acting up in the store baby?” She gave a low voice making it comfortable for her. “I just wanted ice cream…” Y/N mumbled and sniffled more. “I heard, it’s your favorite.” Rhea placed her hand on Y/Ns. “I was hungry too..” she shook and Rhea continued listening. “I didn’t mean to run away from him…” her tears fell she hid her face right in Rheas side. Rhea held her close smiling. “I know you didn’t. But baby you gotta realized that Damien’s word is as powerful as mine.” She explained. “Remember when mama said she can take down villages when she talks?” Y/N nodded. Y/N knows that her mamas sliver tongue can take down anyone without her laying a finger. “Well bumblebee, papas word takes down Empires. Some even say fight gods.” Y/Ns eyes lit up in amazement, who knew her papa was that powerful. “So when he saids something in a low voice he needs you to listen, you know we try our best to make sure you’re ok. That you have anything you want. In return, we ask for patience.” Y/N nodded. “He was gonna get you the ice cream, the food you wanted and that doll, probably even more but you made him a bit upset.” Rhea explained and cleaned Y/Ns face. “Come on. Let’s go talk to papa.”

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Damien fixing the rest of the food and loaded the plates. Y/N walked down stairs with Rhea. “Papa…” Y/N mumbled and Damien turned around looking at her. “Babygirl. I wanna apologize to you..” Y/N stopped and tears started to fall. “I should have been a bit more clear and not been so mean. Papa was having a bit of a bad day..” he sighed. Soon he was attacked with a hug, Y/N sobbing in his chest. “Papa I’m sorry! I’ve been bad! Please please don’t be mad at me!” Rhea smiles seeing her little family saying sorry for each of their actions. “You still hungry baby girl?” He asked fixing her hair. She nodded and received a kiss on the forehead. “Well, papa made your favorite.” He smiled. Her eyes went straight to the pot as she saw the homemade spaghetti rest easy. “Getti!!” She giggled as she went to the table. Damien fixed the last plate setting them on the table and gave her a side of cool apple slices. “And after you finish, if you have room. Mama can fix us some ice cream.” Rhea kissed Y/Ns forehead giggling. “Cookies?”

Warning: Mature language, SMUT, 18+, oral sex (female receiving), mentioning the reader having sex with Jey, SMUT, mediocre-ish editing. Enjoy

“Wassup, (Y/N).” I hear a familiar voice, before feeling a slap on my ass.

“How’d you know it was me?” I ask, seeing that it’s Jey.

“You know we can recognize that ass from anywhere.” Roman answers, slapping my ass like his cousin. “Especially in a pair of jeans that I bought.”

“Whatever. I gotta go get ready for work so I’ll see you tomorrow at Paul’s.”

“You don’t have a few minutes for Daddy?” Roman sweet talks me.

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“5 minutes and 5 minutes only.” I tell Roman while he locks the door behind us.

“Nuh uh.” He protests, while unbuttoning my jeans and tongue kissing my neck in the process. “You know I need more than 5 minutes.”

I gasp and smile when his large hand is wrapped around my throat. He takes advantage of my open mouth, by giving it a sloppy kiss. I close my eyes and drift into ecstasy as we tongue kiss and he strips me. I kick my chucks off, while he removes my pants and pull my titties out of my shirt.

“No panties? It’s like you were ready for me.”

I spread my legs and let his fingers tease my pussy.

“Mm~“ I moan when he rubs my clit in circles.

“You sure I can’t have 10?” He asks as his finger slips inside of me.

Before I could even respond or make a noise, I’m being picked up and my legs are wrapped around his waist. I look down and watch him pull out his 8 inches of hard dick, and tease my wet slit with it.

“Beg for it.” He orders after giving me a kiss.

“You’re the one that wanted to fuck me😏”

I kiss him back, and things get heated quickly. His tongue is in my mouth again and I’m tugging at his silky hair. I gasp and break the kiss when he enters me. But it’s just the tip! I know what he’s doing and it’s not gonna work.

“Beg for it.” He repeats, barely moving his hips.

“Just fuck m- *gasps* ahh~”

He cuts me off by giving me a deep stroke and smirking. I become a moaning and blushing mess when he starts fucking me and sucking on my neck.

“Oh my God~“ I whimper, “oh my god~”

“You like that, baby?” He asks, repeatedly hitting my spot with every stroke.

“Yes~” I moan with pouted lips.

“You like that shit?” He grunts before slapping my ass.

Before I can answer, he adjusts our position and snap his hips back and forth with vigor. I hold on to him and squeeze his waist with my legs, as I feel myself coming closer to my first orgasm.

“Hm? You like being fucked like this?” He angrily asks with another spanking.

“YES!~“ I scream while cumming and squirting all over his dick.

My orgasm must’ve lit something in him, because he is fucking me like an animal now!

“Roman—“ I cry while still cumming. “What are you doing? Why are you doing this to me !?”

“Because you lied to me!” He growls and bury himself inside of me. “You don’t go to work tonight.”

I pant and tighten my walls around him while still trying to hold onto him.

“Why’d you lie to me?”

Before I can answer, he snaps his hips and go back to fucking me.

“Hm?” He asks with a slap to my face. “Why’d you lie to me? You tryna avoid Daddy?”

“No!”

He stops and pulls out, but he doesn’t put me down. “Then why’d you lie to me?”

“I’m sorry—“

“I don’t want an apology, I wanna know why you lied.”

“I can’t have a day to myself?” I ask, still trying to catch my breath.

“You can but you didn’t have to lie,”

Roman carries me to my bedroom and drop me on my bed and pounce on top of me.

“You know how much I hate liars!” Roman growls while spreading my thighs apart.

“I wanted to be a good girl today, not a slut.”

“You’re my slut.”

Roman lifts my hips off the bed, basically folding me, and dive face first into my pussy.

“Daddy~” I moan.

I watch him flicker and swirl his tongue on my clit, but close my eyes when he looks at me.

He pulls away from my heat. “Look at me!”

I open my eyes and lock eyes with the handsome devil that’s pleasing me with his mouth. Then he wraps his lips around my clit and suck on it, which makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. My hands go down to his hair and that must’ve lit something in him, because he immediately took my pussy lips into his mouth.

“Oh my god, Daddy!”

I scream out and pull his hair as he sucks on my pussy like a lollipop.

“Daddy can you please fuck me?” I beg.

Roman inserts 2 fingers and pump them in and out, not even listening to my begging.

“Daddy please~” I whimper.

“Mm-mm!” He declines.

My legs stiffen as I cum on his face and fingers, and scream his name.

Roman chuckles. “That’s my slut. You Daddy’s little slut?”

I bite my lip and nod, while he gets back on top of me.

“Are you Daddy’s little slut!?” He repeats with a slap to my face.

“Yes~”

He wraps his large hand around my throat. “Yes what?”

“I’m your little slut.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want your dick.”

He grants my wish and thrust all the way inside of me. “Thank me.”

“Thank you Daddy.” I say while holding his hand in place.

I gasp and pout my lips when he squeezes my throat, and starts moving his hips. I stick my tongue out and let him spit in my mouth, before pulling him down so he can kiss me. We share a sloppy kiss as he fucks me at the perfect pace. Our bodies rock while our tongues dance and our salivas mix.

One thing about Roman that I love, is how passionate he can be. When Jey fucks me, there’s no kissing, just stress being relieved and hair being pulled. Don’t get me wrong, I love that shit, and it’s great. But when Roman fucks me, he give his all and then some, without overwhelming me.

Roman pulls away and slap me across my face before holding my face in his hand. “You gonna lie to me again?”

“No~”

“This my pussy? Hm? This pussy belong to me?” He says with another slap.

“Yes Daddy~”

“It’s all mine?”

With every question, there’s a long deep stroke, and more aggression in his voice.

“It’s all mine, and not Jey’s?”

“It’s all yours Daddy.”

My legs shake and my back arches when his thumb meets and plays with my clit.

“Daddy I’m gonna cum!” I scream out.

He moves his thumb faster and snap his hips with vigor, until I’m cumming and squirting on his big dick.

“Mmhmm~” He groans. “Cum on this dick, you little slut!”

Roman puts my legs on his shoulders and chase his orgasm while I come down from mine.

“Pretty ass!” He grunts before cumming inside of me.

Roman collapses on top of me, and pepper kisses on my neck, making me giggle.

“😏 I’m still gonna let Jey eat my pussy.”

Time for round 2

18+

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"I know that you've never been this high,"

You dried your sweaty face with a towel as you walked along the long corridor. SmackDown had just finished airing, and you had beaten the one and only Ronda Rousey. You were feeling on top of the world right now. You wanted nothing more than to celebrate your hard fought victory with your boyfriend, but it wouldn’t be so easy.

For the last 6 months, you’d been in a secret relationship with The Bloodline’s Enforcer, Solo Sikoa. You didn’t mind keeping things private and lowkey, but you were madly in love with him. All you wanted was to express that love from the highest of mountain tops. You yearned to be more than just a secret.

Sighing heavily, you turned the corner to head to your locker room. You jolted when you felt those familiar strong hands around your waist. Your head whipped around as your eyes fell onto your boyfriend. He kissed your forehead. “C’mon, baby.” He whispered, nudging you into your locker room.

“Solo, there’s something I wanna talk to you about,” You began. He nodded, kissing your neck and jawline, eliciting a moan from you. He continued to pepper the softest kisses all over your exposed skin. “Can it wait, love? Let’s celebrate.”

“Okay,” You gave in to his temptations. Solo pulled you in closely as he gripped your chin gently. He planted a searing kiss on you. You were immediately lost in the way that he kissed you, with so much passion and vigor, like you were the only woman on the planet. His kiss left you breathless, needy even, whining for more of him. You sunk deeper into his embrace, allowing him to take total control.

“Mm…” Solo groaned against your lips, wrapping your legs around his waist. He positioned you right above his growing erection, removing his sweats to line it up with your entrance. He abruptly shoved your wrestling shorts to the side, wasting little time sliding inside of you. “Fuck, Solo…” You hiss, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. This man knew you like the back of his hand.

“All mine, baby. You’re all mine.” He said huskily, driving his hips upward into you. Your moans couldn’t contain themselves any longer, as a loud one escaped you. Solo didn’t rush to cover your mouth like he normally would. “I want everyone to hear you, angel. Let them hear who you belong to.”

“Y-yes, Solo!” You whine, holding onto his shoulders for a better grip. His hands feel to your ass, his strokes hitting your cervix at this point. You gasped, undeniably in love with every next stroke. It felt so damn good.

“That’s right baby.” He smirked, bracing you against the door as he continued to fuck you with a relentless pace. Solo was giving it to you like he never had before, and it was driving you insane.

“God, you feel so good. I’m not gonna last,” You say, struggling to catch your breath from all the panting. Solo kisses your neck, resting his head there.

“I know, baby. Cum for me.” He commands. Your cunt tightens around his thick cock, soon releasing an eye-rolling orgasm. Solo begins to slow down his pace, helping you ride the wave. He helps you back down, grabbing a towel to wipe both of you. Solo gives you a soft kiss as he helps you fix your gear.

“What was it you wanted to talk about babe?” He asks, wiping away beads of sweat from your forehead. You smile.

“Well, you kinda already took care of it. I wanted to tell people we are together.” You said. Solo chuckles and nods.

“I kinda beat you to the punch, I was coming to tell you that I told my family about us. They wanna meet you!”

“Really?”

GIF is not mine.

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Black Female Reader

Warnings: RPF, smut, agnst, fluff and swearing. If you’re a minor - do not interact

Word Count: 3K

A/N: I got carried away with this one - sorry not sorry.

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I woke up to the cool November air hitting my skin with a nasty sting. I sighed softly as I removed my sleep mask from my eyes and sat up. I looked over to the window and noticed, I had left it open last night. “Seriously, (Y/N), you got to stop doing that.” I mumbled to myself as I got up off the bed and walked over to the window. Whilst in the process of shutting the window, I noticed Roman, my roommate grabbing the mail. Roman and I had been roommates for about a year and a half now. He was everything you could ask for in an ideal roommate. He cleaned up after himself, he didn’t make too much noise, contributed to the rent on time and was sexy as hell. When I had agreed to allow Roman to become my roommate, I didn’t think I would develop such an invasive crush on the man. But here we are. I am in love with a man who doesn’t even blink twice at me - no matter how hard I try and flaunt myself to him. Believe me sis, I’ve tried and he doesn’t budge.

I can feel myself drooling at the sight of him, I quickly move away from the window and walk back to my bed. I start making it when one of my girlfriends, Bianca calls me. “Hey sis, what’s up?” I asked her. Bianca sounded out of breath as she spoke to me. “Girl, don’t tell me your ass has been sleeping? You were meant to meet me and Sasha at the gym 10 minutes ago.” Bianca said. “Hey girl!” Sasha called out. I pulled my phone away from my ear and looked at the time. “Oh shit, I am sorry girls.. I had my phone on DND and completely forgot. I’ll be there in 5 minutes.” I explained as I quickly made the bed. “You better hurry up, you know Sasha gets tired quickly.” Bianca explained, before I heard my friends bickering. I laughed as I cut the call and put my phone on the charger.

Once my bed was made, I walked to my closet and brought out a cute gym set I found on the TikTok store. It was a grey set that consisted of leggings that accentuated my curves and a matching long sleeve crop top. I look my bonnet off and threw it on the bed before going to sort out my hair. I glued down my wig and put on the melt band, knowing that after the gym my friends would want to go out later on. When I was satisfied with my hair, I put my trainers on and grabbed my bag and phone before heading down towards the kitchen. My heart dropped when I saw a shirtless Roman making himself some breakfast. God his back was huge, what I’d give to scratch that beautiful back. Roman turned around when he heard me enter the kitchen and smiled at me. “Morning roomie, going gym?” He asked as he took in my attire before focusing on the eggs he was scrambling. “Morning and yeah, I forgot I was meeting B and Sash there.” I explained to him as I quickly made a fruit smoothie with kale.

Roman nodded before looking at me again, this time his gaze was a little bit longer. His gaze made me feel hot and I was suddenly in the mood for a different type of workout. Roman looked back at his eggs before I could catch him staring. “Well, see you later.” I said and left. When I arrived at the gym, I put my bag and keys in my locker before finding my friends. I got a text from Bianca saying they were at the treadmills. I made my way to them and hopped on my own treadmill. “Hey girls.” I said as I looked at them. Sasha was out of breath so she just gave me a nod, Bianca was cooling down from her workout. “Hey bitch. 2 years later and you arrive.” Bianca says with an eyeroll. I start my treadmill and shrug her off. “I said I was sorry, damn. I am here now and that’s all that matters.” I say as I start a light jog.

“Were you late because that sexy roommate of yours finally blew your back out?” Sasha says which almost makes me trip on the treadmill. I look over at her quickly and she bursts out laughing. “No.. Sasha.” I say before focusing on my job. Bianca laughs as she stops her treadmill and leans against it. “What is the latest with big daddy then?” Bianca asks. “This is why I don’t tell you bitches shit. I just came here to exercise and not talk about a man.” I explain. “That being said, he stared at me today. Like it wasn’t a normal stare he usually does. His gaze lingered on me.” I add. Sasha and Bianca look at each other intrigued. “I told you TikTok shop don’t disappoint. He gave you that smouldering look, didn’t he? That’s what my mans did to me too.” Sasha says excitedly. I nod in agreement with Sasha, “Yeah a smouldering look. But I don’t think he will ever make a move – which is a same.”

“(Y/N), it’s 20 fucking 22, girls can make the first move.” Bianca says. I shake my head as I look at her quickly, “I have been trying to make the first move B! He doesn’t look at me. Today was literally the first time and I am not going to chase a man that wont put in work too.” I explain to them. “Period!” Sasha says as she gets off the treadmill. Bianca rolls her eyes. “Don’t be rolling your eyes bitch. You still make the first moves and these men reject you.” Sasha retorts before running to the bathroom, Bianca’s eyes are on her as she does this. I cant help but laugh at them as I shake my head. “You better check your friend, (Y/N).” Bianca says. “Girl, she’s your friend too. Leave me out of this.” I reply before we both start laughing. We spend a couple more minutes in the gym, before we all say our goodbyes. We had planned to go out for some cocktails and brunch in a couple of hours. I drove back to Roman and I’s home and parked in the driveway.

I grabbed my things and walked to the kitchen. I washed my bottle then headed to the living room. Roman was there.. with a woman?! “Hey, (Y/N)!” Roman said as he looked up from the couch. His arm was around the blonde woman and her legs were draped around his.  Roman was wearing a black hoodie and black shorts, the blonde was wearing a dress that looked way too short for this November cold but who am I to judge. “This is Mirabel. Mirabel this is (Y/N), my roommate.” He introduced. I gave the blonde a smile and wave and she gave me a look of disgust. I brushed it off and headed to my room upstairs. Of course Roman had a girlfriend, it would explain why he never looked twice at me. I texted my friends about the latest news regarding big daddy – which was out nickname for him.

I put my phone on the charger and decided to have a shower to clear my head and body from sweat. After a couple of minutes letting the warm water cascade and scold my body, I got out of the shower. I walked over to my bed and laid down in my towel as I read my text messages from my friends. Sasha couldn’t make it to brunch, so Bianca said we could do cocktails and brunch at home. I quickly got up and sorted myself out, I decided to wear a white crop top and black shorts. I sorted my hair and put my glasses on. I grabbed a black hoodie from the closet and put it on. I played around with how I wanted to style the hoodie for a couple of minutes. I settled on leaving the hoodie zipped down slightly to show the girls, and off the shoulder. I put some socks and lip gloss on before heading downstairs to get the plates and glasses out.  

The doorbell rang and I walked over to get it, Bianca stood outside with some take out and a bag full of cocktail mixes. Bianca gave me the bags and went to the living room to see Roman and the blonde. I went to the kitchen and started dishing the food out, a few minutes later Bianca came back and closed the kitchen door. “What does big daddy see in her? She got a stank face.” Bianca whispered to me as I laughed. “Girl that’s what I was thinking when I saw them together.” I said as I finished sorting out the food. Bianca did the cocktails and we started gossiping about anything and everything. Hours had soon passed, our stomachs were full and our cheeks hurt from laughing too much. Mirabel walked into the kitchen and looked at us. “Uhm.. Roman is sleeping and I wanted to make us some food. Where are the plates?” She asked as she crossed her arms. I pointed to a cabinet and she started making the food.

Bianca and I continued to talk amongst ourselves as Mirabel cooked. She kept looking over at us a couple of times and that started to annoy Bianca. “Girl what is your problem?” Bianca asked the blonde. Mirabel looked up at us and shrugged her shoulders. “There is no problem, besides you two’s loud ass laughter that is probably going to wake up my boyfriend.” Mirabel said. I snorted, at her remark before laughing at Bianca to see if she really did say that. Bianca nodded and we both started laughing again. I stood up and looked at her. “Sorry Mirabel. We will let you have the kitchen to yourself.” I said as I put the plates in the dishwasher and threw away the rubbish. Mirabel muttered a thank you before continue to make her burnt food.

Bianca looked at me once we left the kitchen. “Don’t look at me like that.” I said to her as we walked to the front door. “Girl how you let that blonde bitch disrespect you, in your own house.” She said as she put her shoes on. “B, she’s his girlfriend and I don’t want to ruin the peace we have over some jealous girlfriend. She has nothing to be jealous about..” I mumbled as I opened the door. Bianca looked at me and hugged me gently. “Mamas you are sexy as fuck. If I was a man I would have fucked you in front of that blonde bitch, make her learn her place.” She whispered and we both laughed. Bianca stopped laughing as her gaze fixed on something behind me.

I turned around to follow what she was looking at and sighed when I saw Roman leaning against the door frame, watching us. How long was he there, how much did he hear is the real question. I turned back around and closed me eyes. Bianca patted my shoulder before she left. I opened my eyes and closed the door, as I walked past Roman he gently grabbed my arm. “Hey what happened?” He asked softly. “Nothing. I am going to bed, so goodnight.” I said as I removed his hand from my arm and walked to my room. A few minutes had passed since Roman and I had talked briefly. I don’t know what it was, but I suddenly felt so horny after our interaction. As I was reaching for my sex drawer beside he bed, I heard a knock. “Yeah?” I called out as I sat up quickly.

The door opened to reveal Roman standing there. He entered my room and came and sat on the bed. “Roman.. what’s up?” I asked him. Roman looked into my eyes and shook his head, “Mirabel told me what happened in the kitchen between her and Bianca.” He said. “Oh that wasn’t anything serious. I sorted it.” I reassured him. Roman shook his head and continued. “I also heard what you and Bianca were talking about in the corridor.” I looked away from Roman and sighed. “You heard everything, everything?” I asked him. Roman nodded his head, “Everything from how Mirabel was disrespecting you to how Bianca would fuck you in front of her.” He said with a chuckle. “Oh God…” I say slightly embarrassed before laughing. I look back at Roman, “She didn’t disrespect me nor respect me too.” I try and explain. “Honestly, Bianca just tends to exaggerate a bit too much.

“She wasn’t exaggerating when she said you’re sexy as fuck. (Y/N) you are sexy as fuck and I hope you know that.” Roman said as he looked me up and down and licked his lips. “I mean I know. But it doesn’t hurt being reminded.” I say with a small smile. Roman grabbed my neck gently and pulled me closer to his face. “I want to kiss you so fucking bad, is that okay?” He asked. “God, yes please.” I replied with a small whimper. Roman smiled as he crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss started off sloppy, both our hands exploring each other as we tried to maintain the kiss. Roman gently pushed me down onto my back before climbing over me. His hands on either side of my head before he leaned down to kiss me. The second time we kissed, we were more in sync with each other. Roman grabbed onto my thighs and wrapped them around his waste as he gyrated against my clothed pussy.

I broke away from the kiss to look up at him, “Where is Mirabel?” I asked him as I caught my breath. “I kicked her out. Maybe also broke up with her in the process.” Roman said with a laugh. I smiled as I looked at him before pulling his face down to kiss him. The third time we kissed was more steamier. We stared tearing each other’s clothes off and flinging them around my room. When I was left in my thong, Roman pulled away and took off his shorts and boxers. This man had length and wide. God surly blesses him. I reached for my sex drawer and pulled out some condoms. Roman started putting one on and he noticed my Rose vibrator. He leaned down and picked it up along with the lube.

I bit my bottom lip as I watched him and slightly blushed. “What you doing?” I asked him. Roman gave me a mischievous smile as he rubbed lube on his cock and my pussy. “You’ll see baby.” He said as he eased himself into me. I gasped as he entered and could feel his cock stretch open my pussy already. Roman waited a few minutes to allow me to adjust as he rubbed my clit slowly. “I know I am big, so tell me if it hurts and we can slow down.” He whispered and I nodded. Roman started to pump himself inside of me slowly. Working at a good rhythm and pace, occasionally I would stop him so I could take a quick break because of the pain. When I grew accustomed to the pain, Roman increased his pace and my moans became louder.

Roman would grunt and groan in response to my moans and whimpers. He would look into my eyes as he fucked me with deep strokes each time. I was lost in a trance and was brought back to reality when I heard the buzzing noise of my vibrator. I looked down at the toy and watched as he put the toy on a medium setting. “Ready baby?” He asked and I nodded. Roman placed the toy on my clit as he started to thrust faster. The pleasure I felt was indescribable. I was sent into a euphoric state. My moans became louder as the knot in my stomach grew and grew. My legs started shaking and I searched for Roman’s waist to hold. “That’s it baby..” Roman cooed as he continued thrusting into me.

My orgasm washed over me, it lasted a couple of seconds. Roman kept the vibrator on my sensitive clit which made me squirt after a couple of minutes. “That’s my girl.” Roman groaned as he started chasing his orgasm. A couple more thrusts later, Roman started to slow his pace. He looked into my eyes as he came inside me. Roman leaned down and captured my lips in a sweet kiss. He pulled out gently and took the condom off and threw it in the bin. He walked back over to the bed and laid down behind me. We both got under the covers and I turned around to look at him. “Thank you. It had been a while, but you really made it enjoyable.” I tell Roman was I catch my breath. My pussy was throbbing violently which made me shift in my position a couple of times. Roman noticed and wrapped his arm around my waist. “The throbbing will subside soon, baby. But don’t ever thank me for trying to please you. It’s my job to make sure it’s enjoyable for both of us.” He said. I looked at him with a small smile before sitting up slightly.

Feral Little

CG!Jon M. x Little! Fem! Reader

SFW! 18+! Minors DNI!

Warnings: Fluff, Age regression, little is acting like dangerous animal

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“Uncle Jo!”

Jon popped his head up bonking his head as he was under the cabinet getting snacks out for his little Y/N. She opened the door and giggled hugging on the large Samoan man, he returned the hug picking her up tickling her. “Hows uncles little flower huh?” he chuckled. “Ims goods! Dada in de kitchens!” “Oh? Well thank you hun.” she got down and pulled Roman towards the way, he haand he happily followed calling Jon’s name. “Hey, Jo.” He rubbed his head as he sat on the floor. “Dada hurts?” Y/N pouts and hugged him unsure what to do. “It's ok Puddin, I'm fine. But next time I answer doors ok?” she nodded and soon got curious wanting to see what was behind Roman’s Back.

“How you been man?” Jon asked as he got the chips and her sippy cup together. “I've been an ok man. Wanted to check on you and flower. Is it close to her snack time?” he asked keeping the bag behind him high so she couldn't get it. She pouted struggling, on her toes wanting the bag whining. “Uncle! I want!” He looked down at her. “Well sweetie you ask nicely. You know better.” Jon said as he washed his hands from peeling and cutting fresh apples. She pouted playing with her fingers feeling she was in trouble and Jon sighed. “Puddin, go wash your hands for snack time and Uncle will show you what he has.” She nodded and she ran to the bathroom not wanting to cause any more issues. “Ok, what you got her this time?” Roman smiled tossing him the bag and letting him look inside. “Hm. I hope she...nevermind.” He trailed off. Roman lifted his brow in curiosity. “What?” “Oh nothing. She probably grew out of that. She's in her age cycle of 4-6 so I'm sure she's-” Jon stopped as Y/N came back with wet hands. Jon smiled giving her a towel and she ran off to the table to get her lunch. Roman was still curious but he can just ignore it for now.

After lunch and Roman helping Jon clean up, Roman dropped the bag in front of Y/N and she looked up at him. “Go on baby.” She smiled and pulled out a cheetah print onesie. “Ahhhh fank chu Uncle!!” she smiled running upstairs to put it on. Jon smiled playing punching Romans's shoulder. “Stop trying to beat Bryan at being a better uncle.” Roman just laughed.

10 minutes passed and Roman looked up the stairs calling Y/N. “Hey Jon. She's been taking too long up there..” Jon looked up the stairs as well a bit worried. “I'll go check on her.” He walked up the stairs calling her again and looked around the halls. He saw that he heard a low growl, he sighed and looked behind him feeling a presents near. “Puddin?” he called once more until he heard the growl behind him.

She's feral.

She was in the cheetah onesie ready to pounce on her caregiver. He held his hand out being careful with the wild little, she growled making a clawing motion. “Hey now...i mean no harm.” she growled more and pounced catching herself so she didn't bump her head but Jon saw it as a escape. He ran downstairs and grabbed a confused Roman. “What?! What's going on?” “She's feral. You gave her a cheetah onesie. Now she's out for our necks.” Roman soon heard the wild little come down sniffing and looking for the caregivers. They were crouched in front of the sofa trying to escape. Jon made the hush motion and told him to go the left way to the kitchen. They started to make their way there but job knocked over a stuffed animal, making them run. She growled running after them. “How did she get like this?” he asked hiding beside the refrigerator. “Onesies just make her Feral.” He sighed wishing there was a warning. The feral cheetah little sniffed around looking around but soon went back to normal seeing some cookies in a bag. “Daddy can I get a cookie?” Jon sighed happy the chase is over. “Yes puddin you can.” she smiled taking the hoodie off and going to the sofa with the bag of cookies. Roman just looked at Jon sighing as he laughed some.

NFSW! 18+! Minors DNI!

Jimmy Uso x Fem! Reader

Warning: Public Bathroom Sex, Creampies and Slight Possessiveness

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Jimmy couldn’t even eat. He just wanted you. His horrid urges getting to him again. His leg shook in impatience as he watched you eat the dinner, your sweet lips connecting to the fork, your skin glistening in the artificial light. He trying to control himself but just looking at you makes his dick jump.

“Baby, are you gonna eat?”

Your voice. That sweet caring voice you have, can turn into sweet moans and squeals as he tears you apart. He can remember your moans like it was yesterday, actually it was. He nodded keeping his composure. “Oh! I think imma get some cheesecake baby. Wanna share?” Jimmy nodded actually calming down from his urge. Because he was close to dragging your ass to a back alley and fucking you good. You order the cheesecake and the waiter winks at you, you giggling from it,Jimmy saw that but didn’t say a word. That made him more hungry for you.

‘She’s being an attention slut. Right in front of me.’

The cheesecake was served and you took the first bite, the strawberry sauce dripped from the corner of your mouth and Jimmy wanted to lick it off. So why not take action. He got up looking around some and smiled at your clumsiness with the strawberries. “Jimmy what are you-“ he hushed you and saw that the waiter was looking some. Perfect. He kissed your cheek slow and got to the spot licking the syrup off, he made you look at him and kiss you softly and pulled away. Making you blush in the process. “I got it for you mamas.” He wanted you so bad. Your adorable face from his actions, he loves being unpredictable around you. He moved to your ear a low growl putting chills up your spine. “Follow me in the bathroom after 5 minutes.” He demanded as he rubbed your thigh. You nodded mindlessly, ready for anything he needs.

They met up in the bathroom, he covered your mouth as you were being fucked stupid by Jimmy. He loves the feeling of your wet pussy, it drove him wild. “Dirty girl, you needed me more than I wanted to fuck this pussy. You missed daddy’s dick huh?” You nodded as your loud moans were blocked by his hands. He went deeper groaning rubbing your ass and roughly moving your bra to the side just making you melt. “Fuck yes baby~” he sighed feeling you squeeze on his dick close to climax. “Is my babygirl gonna cum?” He chuckled some rubbing your pussy, soon you both cum at the same time. The bathroom door opened and you both go quiet, Jimmy smirked milking all of his warm nutt deep in you biting his lip. The person left after washing his hands and soon Jimmy started to fuck you again. “Fuck that was close mamas, but I really wanna fill you up again~”

They both planned heading out the bathroom separately and you sat down whimpering a bit. You filled up by Jimmy, and him smirking. “You know we finishing when we get home. Right babygirl?” You nod blushing as the creampies start to leak.

i love that there's so much more people than i thought that don't just relate to me when it comes to culture, but relates to me when it comes to the awareness of fandom and fanfiction anti-black issues.

which is why its always sad bae hours when you realize there's no xblk!reader fics in your fandom, no fics with any black!ocs in your fandom, no black!reader various-fandom collections with your fandom in it, or even barely any black writers in your fandom.

and even when you're the people doing pumping out content for black readers and/or make safe spaces for black fans, it can get so lonely knowing you're one of the only ones.

if that's what happen to you; i hear you loud and clear hun. currently going through that as well. just know there's other black fans that relate to you. the struggles are real but you'll get through it, maybe, eventually. and even if you don't, its okay.

Shout out to all the black fans with no reader fics you'll relate to.

Shout out to all the black fans that keep pushing through the anti-blackness and lack of care for them in the fandom.

Shout out to all the black fans that write xblackreader fics or black oc fics nobody else in your fandom ever does.

Shout out to all the black fans that have no space for other black fans in their fandom.

Shout out to all the black writers or fans that gave up in looking for content for them to relate to, or gave up in creating black!oc or black!reader fanfiction for the sake of themselves and/or others can relate to; you've done well, you deserve as much credit as black fans that currently contribute to black representation in fandoms. you didn't give up, you were tired. and that's okay.

Shout out to all the black fans that moved to another fandom because of the lack of black spaces, black fans or black writers. It's always so tiring and disappointing knowing your old fandom have none of what your new fandom has; but at least in your new fandom you may feel more appreciated and accepted.