🍩Donut Sicko🍩

A Part Of Us - Kenny Omega/MJF

Under My Star Studded Umbrella - LA Knight/Seth Rollins

Tasting The Forbidden Fruit - MoxMatt

A Damaged Angel Deserves Love - Solo Sikoa/JD McDonagh

Devour The Innocent Flesh - SethPunkintyre

Next Big Step - Jon Moxley/OC

Demon Machine - Seth Rollins & Self Insert

Winner's Purse - ClaudioNick

Raindrops On Violets - SamLud

Our Special City - Ambrolleigns

Same Old Dogs - Ambrolleigns

Between Sea And Sky - Ilja Dragunov/Kairi Sane

City Brand Petrichor - JungleCorpse

“Wiseman, remind me why Jimmy and Jey aren't here yet?” Roman asks, annoyance in his tone. “They're still in medical, my tribal chief but your new assistant should be here in a few minutes” Paul answers which confuses Roman. “Assistant? Why the hell would I need an assistant when I have you?” Roman asks, now clearly irritated. “Well you see my tribal chief, I can't always be here to aid you so Mr.Pearce and Mr.Aldis suggested the idea” Paul explains as he wipes the sweat off his forehead.

“Am I allowed to reject this suggestion?” Roman asks him seriously. “I'm afraid not my tribal chief” Paul answers in a nervous tone. Roman lets out a sigh while he runs his fingers through his hair. “Alright gimme the info on this person” he says to his Wiseman. “Of course my tribal chief! His name is Drew McIntyre, he's forty and was born and raised in Scotland. He was sent here from an international employment agency. Also from the professional shots I've seen of him, he may be a perfect fit to be your future bride” Paul says with a Cheshire grin.

“Wiseman, leave my love life out of our conversations ok?” Roman asks, Paul rapidly nodding in response. “My apologies, my tribal chief!” The Wiseman apologizes as they both hear a knock at the door. Paul then gets up and goes into the other room. “Oh Mr.McIntyre! What a pleasure to finally meet you!” He says which Roman hears. “Pleasure to meet you as well Mr.Heyman! Now if you could just lead me to my new boss” a thick Scottish accent says from the other room. “Of course, right this way” Paul says as Roman hears them coming.

Roman turns his head and is stunned by what he sees. His new assistant was a mountain of a man. He's a hirsute guy from what Roman can see. Drew has his long dark hair put up in a ponytail with a pair of glasses with circular lenses set on his face. His outfit consists of a white button up blouse, short black skirt, black pantyhose and a pair of black heels. He even has a journal and pen in his hands. “Wow” Roman says under his breath, clearly amazed. “It's so nice to meet you Mr.Reigns” Drew says as he holds out his hand.

“Please, call me Roman” The Samoan says as he grabs Drew's hand and kisses the top of it. “Well, you can call me Drew” his assistant says with a blush. “I'll leave you two to get to know each other” Paul says as he leaves the room. “So Roman, should we get started on writing down your schedule for the month or should we start on writing down your diet setup for the week?” Drew asks him as he opens up his journal. “Before we start on business, how about we get to know each other first?” Roman offers as he gets out of his chair and walks over to the mini bar.

“Alright if you insist! I'm surprised you don't want me to call you by your nickname!” Drew says with a small laugh. “You have a very cute laugh” Roman says as he brings back a bottle of scotch and two glasses. “Oh well, thank you… people usually say I sound brutish when I talk or laugh” Drew says, clearly flustered. “You sound perfect to me, now tell me a little bit about yourself” Roman says as he pours himself a glass. “Well, I've been in the United States for fifteen years now and have been working across different sports companies ever since” Drew explains as he crosses his ankles.

Roman can see that Drew is a bit nervous based on him tapping his pen against his journal. “Would you like a glass? Could help with your nerves” he offers to Drew. “Oh I really shouldn't! I don't think it's professional” Drew explains to his new boss. “One thing you must know about me is that I like to make people comfortable so please, have a drink” Roman says as he pours Drew a glass as well. “T-Thank you” the Scotsman says as he takes a few drinks. “Wow, this is strong” he says with a blush. “Can't handle it?” Roman asks jokingly. “Oh I can, I'm just surprised you have something like this” Drew answers truthfully.

“Well, a man of my status needs to have the finer things in life” Roman says as he takes a few sips from his drink. “Is that why you hired me? Cause I'm sure being the top man of the company must be hard” Drew says, causing Roman to laugh. “Actually, the company hired you for me but now I'm glad they did. You're a sight to see, Drew” he says, causing his assistant to blush even more. “Wow, you're too kind Roman” Drew says as he looks away from the tribal chief. “You're welcome but I must ask something. Are you a good girl?” Roman asks, causing Drew to look back at him.

“E-Excuse me?” He asks, clearly in shock. Roman sets his glass down and gets out of his chair. He towered over the Scotsman, eyes raking over Drew's shaking form. “I said… are you a good girl?” Roman asks, Drew blushing a beet red. The assistant was about to open his mouth when Roman grabs his face and makes him look up. “It's just a simple yes or no question. No need to overwork that pretty little head of yours” the tribal chief tells him reassuringly. “Y-Yes” Drew answers truthfully. “Good, now on to my next question… are you a virgin?” Roman asks as his face gets closer to Drew's.

“I-I don't think I should tell…” the Scotsman says with a blush. “It's just you and me here, dollface” Roman tells him reassuringly. Drew takes a deep breath and looks at the tribal chief. “Yes… I'm a virgin” he says as his blush deepens. Roman hums as he leans down and kisses the top of Drew's head. “See? Was that so hard?” He asks him nicely. The Samoan then unzips his fly and pulls the front down, revealing his hard cock. Drew's eyes widened upon seeing it. “Go on, you know you want to” Roman says in a seductive tone.

The Scotsman looks up at him one last time before swallowing some air. He then experiments by wrapping his lips around Roman's tip. The tribal chief lets out a groan as his assistant starts to suck him off. It's taking so much for him to not make Drew gag on his cock until tears fall down the younger man's face. Roman lets Drew take his time until his assistant starts to take more of his cock in his mouth. “Good girl” he says as he puts his hand on top of Drew's head. He felt the Scotsman whimper around his dick as he took even more until Drew's nose was touching his groin.

Roman looks down and sees a noticeable tent in Drew's skirt. “Someone's excited” he says with a laugh, causing the man below him to whine. After a few slow syrupy minutes, Roman decides enough is enough. “Alright sweetheart, time to get to work” he says as he pulls Drew's head away from his cock. He sits back down in his chair with his cock still out. The Samoan notices his assistant's hesitation, like a frightened animal. “I promise it's not gonna hurt, Drew” he tells him reassuringly as he offers his hand. The Scotsman looks at it for a second before he takes the older man's hand and he's helped up.

Drew takes his heels off as he positions himself on the older man's lap. “You're a big girl, I like that” Roman says in a seductive tone. “You promise to be gentle?” The Scotsman asks him a bit quietly. “I promise” the Samoan says with a devilish grin. His assistant nods as he pulls the front of his skirt up, revealing a pair of beige panties. “Classy, just as expected…” the older man whispers as he looks up at his assistant. He notices that Drew is still holding his skirt up and the gears turn in Roman's head.

“Sweetheart, do you need me to take your underwear off for you?” He asks, causing his assistant to blush even more. “Yes sir” Drew admits to him quietly. It's so hard for Roman to let go and wreck this man but he stays patient. He puts both hands on the panties and takes his time pulling them down until they're off completely. What reveals is Drew's aching eight inch cock with precum dripping profusely from the tip. He had an unruly bush of pubic hair and the hairiest balls Roman's ever seen.

“Looks like classy isn't the word I should be using” Roman says a bit teasingly. “I'm sorry for not cleaning up beforehand” Drew mumbles under his breath. “Babygirl, that just makes you more natural” the older man admits, causing his assistant to let out a small smile. The Scotsman holds onto Roman's shoulders as he slowly lifts himself up and positions himself. “Go slow, don't wanna take too much all at once” his boss says as he grabs onto Drew's hips. The younger man takes a deep breath and slowly eases himself onto Roman's cock. “Good girl, very good girl” the Samoan says through groans.

It's been a while since Roman felt anything this tight and he already feels addicted. He hears Drew whimpering and is quick to comfort him. “Shhh it's ok, just relax and it'll hurt less” he says as he rubs Drew's hips reassuringly. “It's so big” the younger man says as he closes his eyes and tries to breathe. “Baby, look at me” the older man says as he moves his hands up to cup the younger man's face. “Look at me, Drew” Roman repeats in a bit of an authoritative tone. The Scotsman obeys as he slowly opens his eyes.

“Just look into my eyes and slowly bounce ok?” Roman instructs him sweetly. “Ok” Drew whispers as he slowly moves up and down on the Samoan's cock. “There you go, that's a good girl” the tribal chief says as he takes the hair tie out of the Scotsman's hair, watching as the dark tresses fall over the younger man's shoulders. “You should keep your hair down, don't look so uptight” he whispers as his hands drift lower to Drew's blouse. He carefully unbuttons it, revealing his assistant's furry chest and stomach. “Look at you, looking absolutely scrumptious” Roman says as he licks his lips.

“S-Sir…” Drew whimpers as he starts to bounce a bit faster on Roman's cock. The older man decides that can't wait any longer and aggressively thrusts into Drew, causing the Scotsman to moan and dig his nails into Roman's shoulders. “You like that don't you? Me hitting that special spot inside you” he growls as he continues to thrust into his assistant. “R-Roman” the younger man whines as he holds on for dear life as his prostate is battered. “That's it's almost there…” the tribal chief whispers as he snakes his hand up the back of Drew's head.

Roman yanks Drew's hair, causing the younger man's head to be pulled back and reveal his neck. “Just one more…” he trails off as he sinks his teeth into the Scotsman's neck. His assistant lets out a moan as he cums all over the front of his skirt. The Samoan holds him in place with his teeth as he thrusts a few more times before cumming deep inside of the younger man. They both stay still and silent for a few minutes until Roman releases his teeth. He smiles as he sees the bleeding bite mark on Drew's neck.