Werewolf hysteria (Roman Reigns x Reader) Part 2 of 2
AN: Here is part 2!!!!! I should warn y'all tho, this is going to be absolutely filthy. Enjoy šš
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We were currently in Romanās hotel room. I was on the edge of his bed and he was standing directly in front of me with his big, tree trunk arms crossed over his chest.
He looked really good tonight, though. His hair was tied back in his signature man bun. A tight, light grey shirt adorned his upper half, and his dark blue jeans hugged his hips deliciously. I could only imagine what his ass looked like.
āNo! This is not the place or the time for that! Well, maybe the place, but definitely not the time!ā I scolded myself.
āWell, is there anything youād like to tell me, kid?ā Roman asked.
āUh, no, Sir.ā I answered lamely
āOkay, youāve got to stop calling me that, kid. Youāre making me feel old.ā
āWell, then maybe you should stop calling me kidā I quickly clapped my hand over my mouth.
āOh, so you can be fiesty, (y/n).ā His deep voice rumbled, while slowly walking closer to me. I was shocked that he even knew my name. He stopped a couple inches in front of me.
I was looking everywhere but at him. He saw that I was purposely avoiding his gaze, so he grabbed me by my hand, again I might add, and forced my to get up off of the bed.
I grabbed onto his shirt, trying to steady myself due to how fast he got me up. I quickly removed them, though. I didnāt want my mind to dwell on how solid he felt or how good he smelt, so I tried to put as much distance between me and him as possible.
āNuh uh, not so fast.ā He stated, pulling me by my arms back towards him. I tried to avert my eyes from his by looking down at our feet, but that was a huge mistake. āIsā¦.is he getting hard?ā I asked myself, shamefully feeling pussy come to life at the thought at getting this man hard.
Roman roughly grabbed my chin and pulled my face up so that my eyes could meet his.
His eyes where extremely dark now, almost black. I felt as if I was falling into an endless abyss while looking at them.
āNow, that I have your attention, (y/n), there is another question Iād like to ask you.ā He seductively crooned out, leaning into my face so close our lips were basically touching.
I was visibly shaking at this point. One part from fear, another part from lust.
He let his lips lightly brush mine, before making his way to the side of my mouth, leaving a little kiss there while proceeding to kiss his way up my jaw and cheek to my ear.
āDo you want me?ā He whispered so softly, I almost missed his question completely.
A fire starts low in my belly at those words. āOh my Godā I think to myself. I began to feel him leave wet kisses on the side if my neck, sucking and slightly nibbling at the flesh like he was trying to leave his mark.
I tried to push him off of me, but he was just too damn strong.
āUhhh, Roman?ā
āMmhmmā¦ā He answered, distracted by the task of littering my neck with love marks.
āI really think you should stop.ā Truth is I donāt think I could handle sex with Roman. Physically or emotionally.
āIām just trying to give you what you wantedā he answers, his left arm slid across my waist, pulling me firmly up against him, while his other hand finds its way into my hair, slightly tugging so that more of my neck was exposed to his hungry mouth.
āBut, Roman I really donāt think-ā
āGod, dammit!ā He cursed loudly, voice filled with agitation. he finally released me from his clutches. ā(Y/n), you are really pushing it right now. My cock is rock hard right now and all I wanna do is shove it in you.ā
I was shocked by his words and more than a little turned on. I was still shaking though. Being scared and horny at the same time is very nerve wracking.
āWell. Have you ever thought that maybe I donāt want to sleep with you?ā I asked, nervously licking my lips.
āPsssh, what woman wouldnāt want to sleep with me?ā
I shot him a look of annoyance. I felt myself starting to anger at his words. āWhat an assholeā I thought to myself.
I guess Roman noticed this, because he quickly tried to cover his ass.
āI was just kidding, (y/n). No need for that look.ā
āNo, you werenāt.ā I insisted
āTrue, but thatās besides the point.ā He quickly said. āAnyway, if you really donāt want to have sex with me, then why are you always watching me?ā
I was silent. No way was I going to tell him why I watch him. Thereās no way I could live down that humiliation.
The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. I could tell he was getting annoyed with me at this point.
ā(Y/n),ā he started, crowding my personal space again,Ā āIf you really donāt want to tell me why you constantly watch me, thatās cool.ā
āThank God!ā I think to myself as my body starts to relax.
āBut, I should warn you,ā He leaned all the way down until our faces where equal,Ā āIf I catch you staring at me again, I will dead ass fuck you right then and there.ā He finished, slightly smirking at me.
Oh, I knew it was too good to be true. My body tensed right back up and I was having a hard ass time breathing.
I had to tell him why I was always watching him. Iād rather do that than potentially act out a porno in front of people.
āOK, Iāll tell you.ā I mumbled out.
āGood girl.ā
āAssholeā I think to myself. I clear my throat before I begin my explanation. āThe real reason Iām always watching youā¦..ā I trail off trying to find the courage to finish my statement, ā I do it because I think youāre a werewolfā¦ā I whispered so quietly I could hardly even hear it.
āIām sorry, did I just hear you say you think Iām a werewolf?ā Roman asked incredulously, taking several steps back.
I nervously nodded my head, my eyes back to being trained on the floor.
Itās silent for what feels like an eternity.
āHow old are you? You look a little too old to believe in fairy tales.ā Trying his hardest to keep a straight face.
ā Iām twenty-three, and its not just fairy tales! I have proof!ā I say, exasperated with his response.
āAre you on drugs? Or are you still hanging out with Bray? I honestly donāt know which one is worst at this point.ā
I looked up at him with my mouth open. Did he really just ask me if I did drugs? āYOU, Sir,ā I began,ā have no right to accusing anyone one of drug use, Mr. Failed wellness policy. And donāt you insult Bray that way. He isnāt that bad!ā
Truth is, Bray is actually that bad. The only reason I would sometimes seek him out is because he knew a lot about supernatural stuff. Unlike me, he is mostly focused on the demonic, creepy side of the spectrum. The guyās a total nut case, BUT he is a nut case who knows his shit.
After my earlier outburst, gone was Romanās humorous expression. The room was stuffy with tension. I hoped I didnāt go too far with the wellness policy thing.
āFuck,ā I think to myself as the silence stretches out.
All of a sudden, Roman starts laughing. Really laughing. Like gut holding laughter. What the fuck does he find so funny?
āOh, sweetheart,ā he starts, trying to catch his breath as his laughter dies down, āI really, really like this side of you.ā
His laughter had stopped completely now, but he had a beautiful smile planted on his face. āDear Godā I internally swooned, taking in that gorgeous thing.
āI like the quirky, sweet, and awkward thing you usually have going on, but this,ā he started with a little laugh, āIs priceless.ā
He makes his way back towards me until he is back inside my personal bubble.
āBut I do like this side of you a whole lot more than the side that seems terrified of me.ā He softly tells me, raising his right hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear, letting his hand lightly caress my cheek.
āWhy are you so afraid of me, (y/n)?ā Roman asked, looking deeply in my eyes.
Why was I so afraid of Roman? I initially wasnāt afraid of him. I had my reservations due to his high standings in the business, but never fear. I started fearing him pretty recently.
It was the night after his amazing promo with Cena. The audience ate up every line of it, so did the people backstage. Although it was great, it was easy to see that Roman was pissed off at Cenaās off script remarks. Roman responded amazingly in my opinion, but it was easy to see his agitation. He came backstage fuming, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I was hurrying to my makeup station in order to get one of the talents make up ready for tonight. Not paying attention to where I was going, I ran directly into Roman. If looks could kill, Iād be dead right now due to the glare he shot me. He let out a sound that was something only heard in nightmares. The growl left all the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck standing straight up. I didnāt like seeing Roman look so scary. He looked like a beast wearing a manās face with that expression. What made it all the more worst was that he leveled me that gaze. I was used to being ignored or looked over, I could deal with that from someone like him. But for him to shoot me such a menacing expression, it hurt me deeply.
I donāt know why I was so upset about it. Itās not like me and Roman were ever close, but for some reason I felt in my very heart of hearts that I knew this man. As Iāve watched him over these past months Iāve been with the WWE, Iāve learned a lot about him. The pensive expression he has on his face when heās trying to figure something out. The way his eyes crinkle on the sides when he smiles. The love he shows to the kid fans he meets, and the bashfulness he expresses in the presence of the older ones. Maybe I wouldnāt have been so upset if someone else looked at me that way, but that fact that it was Roman hurt me deeply because I admired this man so much. Maybe Iām being a bit dramatic, but I canāt change how that incident made me feel.
āOh my God, I think I like Roman.ā I admit to myself. Maybe it wasnāt him I was fearing this whole time. Maybe I was fearing him rejecting me.
āWhatās wrong, sweetheart?ā Roman asked worriedly, taking in my watery eyes.
āI think I need to goā¦ā I quietly said, desperately wanting to go back to my hotel, crawl under my blanket, and cry at my own foolishness.
ā(Y/n),ā he started, reaching for my face again. I flinch at his movement. He studied me for a while with an unreadable expression.
āYou know I would never hurt you, right?ā Roman asked, securely grasping my cheeks with both of his hands, stroking them tenderly.
I searched his eyes carefully for any signs of deception. I found none.
I answered him by going up on my tippy toes and pressing my lips against his.
He seemed shocked by my forwardness. So was I.
It doesnāt take long for him to dominate the kiss. The intensity of it takes my breath away. I felt his tongue slowly, but deliberately lick across my bottom lip, before he began to use his teeth to nibble on it. My panties were already soaked. If he could make me feel this good with his lips on mine, I wondered what he could do with the rest of his body.
The kiss was starting to grow hotter and more desperate as time went on. His hands left my face and traveled down the sides of my body until they met my backside. He squeezed at the flesh there, and I let out a loud moan in the kiss.
He pulled away from the kiss, coming up for air. āDamnā he muttered, taking in my dazed appearance. āTake off that dress.ā He demanded. I hastily slid the thick straps off the shoulders, and shimmied the tight, black material down my body. I was left in only my plain, black thong.
āGod damnā Roman muttered, moving his hand to the definite bulge in his jeans, palming the length while taking in my almost bare body. Seeing him grab at himself because of me caused my pussy to throb uncontrollably. I started rubbing my thighs together to alleviate some of the discomfort.
āSit down for me, (y/n).ā He requested. I quickly followed his instructions, wanting to desperately get ride of the ache between my legs.
āNow since you made me wait so long before I could ravage you,ā he begins with a wicked gleam in his eyes, āI think you owe me a little something.ā I Watched Roman as he stepped out of his shoes and tugged his shirt over his head. āFuck!ā I think to myself, looking at his broad, tattooed torso. He then proceeded to drop his pants and underwear. āDouble fuck!ā I yell to myself, taking in the python that jutted straight up, resting snuggly against his toned stomach.
Iāve only had sex one time before this, and it was God awful. Hopefully the couple of times I watched porn will come in handy.
āWhat are you waiting for, (y/n), suck it.ā He ended his demand by taking his right hand and sliding it in my hair and wrapping the hair around his fist. I nervously leaned forward and kissed the tip of his shaft. He hissed at this. āSo far, so goodā I think to myself.
I bring my right hand up and wrapped it around his thick shaft. It felt heavy and warm in my small hands. I slowly started moving my hand up and down his cock.
āYouāre killing me with this pace, babe.ā Roman groans out as I continue to jerk off his cock slowly.
āHey, this is only my second time having sex.ā I admit. He must really think Iām a kid now.
I look up in his eyes at his lack of response, and almost orgasm instantly at the look he was giving me. āDid his eyes just glow?ā I asked myself. It was quick, but it definitely happened.
I felt his cock harden even more in my soft hands. He gently slid my hand off his cock. āLay down for me.ā He gently asked. I followed his instructions.
He picked up my left foot and presses a small kiss on the inside of my ankle. He trailed the kisses all the way up to the very top of my thigh, a breath away from the place where I needed him the most. He ghosted his mouth over to the top of my other thigh, licking up any moisture that was dripping from my flooded pussy.
Roman then proceeded to wrap his lips completely over my clothed covered clit. My back arched at the contact, mouth opened in a silent gasp.
āSince youāre basically a virgin in my eyes, Iām going take it upon myself to make sure you cum as many times as possible tonight.ā He growled out, hungrily devour my clothed pussy. Before I knew it I heard a loud rip. I looked down my body to see that he ripped of the flimsy piece of fabric with his teeth. āDamn thatās hotā I thought to myself.
He relentlessly dove back in, flattening his tongue against my pussy, slowly flicking the tip of his tongue against my opening. āShit!ā I swear loudly, having a hard time staying still. Roman draped my left leg over his right shoulder, and draped his arms across my stomach to keep me from wiggling too much. I had to endure the wicked things his tongue was doing to my inexperienced pussy. Before I knew it, I felt a wave of uncontrollably lust wash over me as he lightly bit my clit. My pussy quivered and clenched as I came all over his mouth and beard. He kissed his way up my body, and attacked my mouth with his once he made it to my lips. I could taste myself on his lips. It was driving me crazy.
As he was kissing me, I noticed something strange. Was his teeth getting bigger?
Roman pulled away, giving me a sinful little smirk. āI wanna see you get yourself off, (y/n). I used to fuck my own hand, thinking about you rubbing your little pussy thinking of me. Show me how you pleasure yourself baby.ā Roman insist, slightly leaning back on his left arm, with his legs open and his right hand working on his huge cock.
āI donāt touch myself to get offā¦ā I quietly admitted. āThen show me what you do.ā Roman demanded, voice low and gravely due to the hand squeezing his cock.
I nervously grabbed the pillow behind me. āFuck!ā Roman groaned out as he realized what I was planing to do. I folded the pillow and then placed it a couple inches in front of him before I straddled it. The lustful stare he leveled me with gave me the courage to rub my pussy across the pillow to get off. It felt really good to get myself off while the object of my affection was watching me. Not to mention it was sexy as hell. I started humping the pillow harder.
āDoes that beautiful little cunt of yourās feel good, (y/n)? You fucking that little pussy good on that pillow?ā Roman asked, voice making my pussy even wetter as his hand started stroking his thick length even faster.
āAhhhā I moaned out loudly, aching to cum, seeking the friction the pillow gave my clit. āOhhh! Iām so close, Roman!ā I moan out, rubbing my pussy faster and faster across the pillow.
āThatās it, baby! Get that little pussy off!ā His words were my undoing. I let out a short shrieking sound as I felt my orgasm course through me like a current. My pussy felt almost numb now. āFuck! That was so hot, baby.ā Roman compliments, taking his cock off out of his hand. I smiled tiredly in his direction.
He crawled his way back toward my body. He removed the soiled pillow from under my legs, and licked the moisture from the pillow case.
āLay down for me again, baby girl.ā He gently said, placing the pillow to the left of our bodies. I lay my back against the cool sheets, and open my legs. Roman smiles at the invitation. He settled himself in between my thighs, his cock feeling hot and heavy against the inside of my thigh. He kissed my lips again, effectively making me yearn for more of him due to the tenderness of it. He grabbed me by my thighs and flipped us around so that I was straddling him. His cock still managed to look intimidating underneath the lips of my pussy as I straddled it. I began to rub myself slightly against it. Roman moaned deeply, grabbing my ass cheeks to guide me.
āI want you to ride my cock. Hard.ā He emphasizes. I moaned heavily at his words. I put my hands on his hard stomach to lift my hips up. I felt him guide his cock to my throbbing hole. I slowly lowered myself onto his dick. Once I managed to get it all the way in, I felt as if the wind has been knocked out of me. My last boyfriend never filled me up this much. Not even close.
āFuck your pussy feels amazing, sweetheart!ā Roman groaned out loudly.
I carefully lifted my hips up, and then slowly dropped them back down to meet his hips. I did this for a little, trying to get use to the length and grith of his cock. Roman stroked my back understandably, helping me to guide my hips in a comfortable rhythm. As I got more comfortable, and the pleasure began to kick in, I started riding his cock faster. āShit, baby girl!ā I hearrd him say, while grabbing my ass, starting to control the pace more and more by rocking his hips up to meet mine and dragging me up and down on his dick.
I leaned forward, placing my hands on his shoulders as I attempted to ride is dick faster and harder. This position caused his cock to hit a spot in me that caused my legs to shake. āOh, fuck!ā I yelled out, as Roman bounced me faster up and down his fat cock.
āFuck thisā he loudly cursed. He flipped us over, and positioned both of my legs over his shoulders. He started slamming his cock in me, stretching my cunt deliciously. The tip of his cock was pounding into my cervix so hard, sparks of pain were coming from my stomach.
āRoman!ā I screamed out a particularly hard thrust. āItās starting to hurt!ā
āMaybe I wanted to fuck you so hard your tight little pussy would hurt!ā Roman growled out. He continued to stretch me to my limit, fucking my body into a lust filled haze. There was no place I wanted to be at that moment. The best place to be was on that bed with Romanās dick brutally fucking me.
Roman reached in between my legs and roughly squeezed my clit. I screamed loudly. My pussy started convulsing over Romanās cock violently. āFuck, (y/n)!ā He yelled out. I drenched his cock in my cum. I came so much it felt like I wet myself. My back arched into a perfect bow, my damp breast smushed against his sweat drenched chest. Roman started pounding my pussy harder. āShit!ā He gasped as his cock expanded inside me. When his cum started to fill me, his cock was twitching like mad inside me. I could feel it splashing against walls. He slowly kept moving his cock in me, trying to make sure every drop made it in my greedy pussy.
When he finally pulled out, I could feel his seed drip down my thighs. I was completely exhausted and sated. I felt the bed dip as Roman removed himself from me to cover our bodies with the bed covers. āGood ma-ā I heard him start. I didnāt hear the rest because I fell asleep.
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I woke up to Roman kissing my bare shoulder. He was spooning me. I turned around to face him and my heart clenched at the sight that I saw. His hair was sexily mussed, falling into his face. He gave me an adorable, sleepy smile.
A little later, I found myself in my same dress from last night, minus any underwear. Roman was showered, and dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a plain black tee.
āI enjoyed last night a lot.ā Roman said with a smile, leaning against the door frame of the hotel room door.
āI did, tooā I said, smiling back at him.
āI really do like you, (y/n),ā Roman stated, looking deeply in my eyes. āAnd Iād love to see where this thing goes.ā He said motioning between the two of us.
I was relieved to hear him say that. I felt my cheeks warm at the sentiment. āIād like that as well.ā I answered, giving him a warm smile.
āSee you later.ā He told me, leaning in to give me a lingering kiss on the cheek.
āBye.ā I said giving him a toothy smile. As he slowly closed the door, he kept his eyes trained on mine. His eyes slowly started to glow a brilliant light gray. He gives me a devilishly handsome smirk as he the door shuts.
I felt my mouth drop open at what he just revealed to me.
āYou son of a bitch!ā
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I hope you guys enjoyed. Iām sorry it was so long š I get carried away sometimes š³
















