Mic Dropper

Give this a like for a starter call. I may not be back on here as often before, but I have muse (thank you, Summerslam weekend) and I miss all of y’all, so. If you have multiple muses, specify muse. I’m going to be dropping everything on my thread tracker, except a few au threads with people. I’ll make sure to make a post about that when it happens, though.

          “I definitely remember the hectic schedules of having two jobs, and I do not envy you,” Renee chuckles, throwing one of her arms around Charly’s shoulders and grinning. “Walk with me? I have soooo much to talk about in regards about Blue, but also apparently he gets rather jealous, not being the only baby in the house. Who knew?” She begins, her other arm gestating as she talks. 

          // SMS ; McBoss [ sent ] I do. Figured you would know that, if I’m sending you nudes. [ sent ] Can you get behind me instead :( [ sent ] Who says I’m not close? ;)

          Electricity jolts throughout her body as he forces her legs open, goosebumps rising on her arms as she immediately wraps them around his neck, smirking. “Hmm, makes it all the more hotter, don’t you think?” She whispers against his lips, her one hand trailing down his chest before grabbing his cock through the fabric of his pants. “What do you say boss?” She adds, removing her hand teasingly, placing it on his and guiding it up her dress, to where she’s wearing no panties, proving how much she wants him.

          Letting out a small laugh, Renee folds her arms in front of her chest and shakes her head briefly, before shrugging her shoulders. “Thrilled. It’s good to see Reigns back again. The lockerroom finally has its leader back,” she responds, grinning before looking towards the Iowan. “You got any plans tonight?”

          “Can you just, empty those bags for me?” She asks, before letting out a soft sigh and turning towards Jon with a shake of her head. “No one pissed me off, not at the store at least,” she responds with a small, tight smile, placing a few items away herself before turning towards her husband with a frown. “Do you --- do you ever regret marrying me?” She asks, biting on her lower lip and hugging herself, knowing that the question will be a surprising one.