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“I dont know guys, what if she doesn’t feel the same? I couldn’t handle it.” Adams words had you frozen in place, heartbeat picking up speed at the private conversation you weren’t meant to be overhearing. Another familiar voice made its way through the crack in the door.

“I’m telling you man, she feels the same, we’ve all seen the way she looks at you. The only person who can’t see it, is you, dumbass.” Hangman’s tone exasperated, you could practically hear the eye roll. Murmurs of agreement coming from the others. You were desperate to know who they were talking about. A tiny voice in the back of your head was hoping it was you. How could it be though? Adam hadn’t looked at you at way. Especially with Kenny being your brother - layers of complications to that alone. Kenny was protective sure, when it came to wrestlers trying to so much as breathe your way (with the exception of The Elite of course) Kenny made sure to put the roster on notice. It also didn’t help that the others were just as protective, more so the bucks. You basically had three older brothers.

You'd always liked Adam as more than friend. Ever since the day your brother had introduced you to him back in the New Japan days. Those baby blues and that smile had you hooked in seconds. The way he cared for his friends, how obsessed with video games he was, his love and passion for wrestling. How supportive he was to you, always helping you to train, encouraging you to be the best you can be. He radiated sunshine and warmth. This was the man you wanted to be with but he couldn't want you right? And even if he did, it wouldn't happen because of Kenny. Adam wouldn't risk losing Kenny and you'd sooner be besties with Jericho than admit how you felt to anyone. (Okay so maybe Kris knew but she was your best friend so that doesn't count)

You knew you should leave or enter like you were going to do in the first place and act like you hadn't just heard part of a private conversation but that felt wrong somehow - even though it was your locker-room too it felt intrusive. Okay, sure, a big part of you wanted - needed, to know who Adam was talking about.

“I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I’d rather suffer in silence than tell her and have everything go to shit.” Adam sighed defeated. Gagging noises quickly filling the room and you knew it was the Bucks. You couldn’t help but stifle a giggle at their antics.

“Adam, get a fucking grip dude! Stop being a martyr and ask her out already. This is getting bor-ing”. Nick sing songed the last word making Matt snort - A muffled protest followed by a dull thud. You figured Adam had thrown a cushion at Nick.

“I’m so sorry my non-existent love life is boring you oh master of marriage” came Adams snarky reply. They were always like this, you absolutely loved their bickering and childish antics. A perk you had was ganging up with whoever you wanted, sometimes just to cause even more chaos and lets be honest it was always the Bucks you teamed with. “Some of us are trying to fight an internal dilemma over h-" Adam was cut off by the older Jackson.

"Oh no! I've found someone i love but what if she doesn't love me?! I'm doomed to unrequited love forever" Matt dramatically performed. You could just barely see through the crack in the door and you caught a tattooed arm shoving Matt off the arm of the couch where he had exaggerated fainting. Yells of protest coming from Matt. Your hands covering your mouth to stop the laughter.

Adam continued on as if Matt hadn’t interrupted him. “How are you meant to confess your love to someone? Especially when that someone is one of your best friends little sister?!” His voice got louder towards the end of the sentence, frustration clear. It felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest - beating so fast it could be its own drumbeat.

He liked you? No - LOVED you?! The air had been knocked out of your lungs. Your head was swirling, thoughts intertwining so fast your internal monologue couldn’t keep up. It felt like you were glued in place - lead had replaced your feet at this point. Taking a few calming breaths you were about to enter the room when Adams words stopped you.

“I can’t tell her boys. I just can’t.” He sounded so broken your heart ached, wanting to scream at him that you felt the same - yet you couldn’t. Still too in shock to process everything. Another groan was heard and you knew it was your brother.

“Adam. She loves you. I know she does. She acts differently when she’s around you, you gravitate towards each other” Kenny paused to make an over-exaggerated gagging noise. “If you don’t tell her how you feel then someone else will and I’d much rather have someone i trust with both our lives date her than a whiny little asshole like Tyler.” You gasped, louder than you meant to - footsteps were approaching the door and before you knew what you were doing you bolted down the corridor and opened the first door you came to and hid yourself there.

Fairly certain you hadn’t been caught you took a few minutes to regain your breath and steady your heartbeat. Your breathing had slowed down enough that your brain was able to think again, a plan beginning to come together. If Adam wasn’t going to make his move then you were going to force his hand. Guilt already forming in the pit of your stomach at what you were planning. Tyler would probably never speak to you again.

***

Moving through the repetitive corridors of the arena you were trying to locate catering, knowing Tyler would more than likely be there, eating all the crisps he could find. Your hunch was right. You found him in a secluded corner of the room. This was too perfect - the guilt settling in your stomach again but you ignored it. Keeping your end goal focused. You knew the routine of Adam too well, when he didn’t have a match (like tonight) he supported those who did - making sure they were hydrated, talking through moves, making sure they were hyped and ready to go. He would then head to catering, grab a water for himself then watch the match. Not tonight. Tonight he was finally going to make you his if it was the last thing you did.

Moving towards Tyler you noticed he had his AirPods in, you tapped him lightly on the shoulder, giving a little wave when he looked behind him, a rare smile graced his features when he seen it was you, gesturing for you to sit down beside him - of course you accepted. “Hey Tyler” A simple greeting but effective.

“Hi” he always was a man of few words.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you how happy i was when you won back your title.” As you said this you slowly inched a little closer to him, Tyler noticed and he shifted his body so he was facing you more. You hadn’t noticed Adam walking into catering, he was dumbfounded, mouth hung open at the sight in front of him. Once he regained composure jealously took over him, his usual bright baby blues turning darker - a storm beginning to cloud his judgement. That was his girl - no one was going to have you except him.

“Thank you” Tyler replied. “It’s nice to get the recognition you know?”

“Of course! And if anyone deserves it, it’s you” You purred at him. You knew you were taking this too far now, you had spotted Adam in your peripheral vision. Excitement was creeping over you, you wanted to see how far you could push him before he snapped. Feeling bold you placed a hand on Tylers bicep. “We should get to know each other more Tyler” Voice sounding like honey “Especially since we’re only two years apart” You finished. You heard a crack behind you as Adam broke a bowl.

Tyler was totally oblivious to everything happening around him other than you. He tried flirting back - “like them younger do you?” He smirked.

“Actually, i prefer them older but for you I’ll make an exception” That was the last straw. Adam stormed over to you both, you could swear steam was pouring out of him. You blew a kiss to him as he neared. Tyler looked confused before it dawned on him.

“You’re a bitch, you know that?” Tyler spat out. Low enough so Adam didn’t hear him. “Have her.” He yelled towards Adam before he all but ran out of catering.

“What in the fuck was that performance?!” He fumed. You looked up at him with the most innocent eyes you could manage, a confused look on your face. "Oh no babygirl you're not playing that game with me." He grabbed your face in one hand, fingers squeezing your cheeks into a pout. He licked his lips. The faintest whimper escaped you, Adam grinned like The Grinch when he stole Christmas. “We’re going to go somewhere more private sweetheart and I’m going to ask you some questions. If i don’t like the answers or if i suspect you’re lying to me - you’ll regret it. Do you understand?” Adam released your face so you could respond.

“Y-yes” you squeaked out, your heart was thumping, your whole body felt like it was on fire. You had never seen this side to Adam before, so dark, so dominant. The way he was looking at you was making you want to look away and submit. That fact alone was enough to make you wet.

“Yes. What?” He punctuated. You swallowed hard before you answered. There were two possible choices to go with, given his mood you picked the one you felt accurate.

“Yes, Daddy” you purred, voice confident and firm. Adam growled low in his throat, it was possibly the best sound you had ever heard.

“Good girl. Now, keep being a good girl and come with Daddy to his hotel room if that’s what you want?” He phrased it as a question but there was a layer of self doubt in his eyes that you never wanted to see again.

“More than anything Daddy, i want this and i want you, i want us. Adam, please.” You whispered the last word. Adams eyes softened at your statement, he pulled you towards him, hand softly running through your hair, the other gently cupping your face - thumb grazing your cheek. He finally placed his lips on yours, electricity coursing through your veins as the kiss continued. It was soft, loving. The reassurance that you both needed. Adam stepped away and his demeanour immediately changed. Eyes dark once again, pupils blown in lust.

“Let’s go sweet girl.” Adam reached out his hand and you eagerly accepted, he pulled you to your feet and your hands were still linked as you headed to exit the room. Adams had his hand placed firmly on your lower back guiding you towards the parking lot. Your whole body felt like it was vibrating, anticipation flowing through you. Once the both of you had made it to the car Adam practically shoved you into the passenger seat, still taking care not to hurt you.

***

Once he had you in the safety of his hotel room and the soft click of the door closing was heard Adam had you pressed up against the door before you could breathe. His lips were on your neck in a flash, you moved your head to the slide to allow his tongue to trace the exposed skin of your neck, sucking, biting, leaving no doubt as to who you belonged to.

“my angel…” he breathed against your skin making goose flesh appear. “Who gave you the right to go around acting like a whore huh?” You whimpered and Adam smirked, his hands roaming over your arms and up your shoulders, fingers gently pushing the straps of your crop top down your shoulders to access your bra. The sharp thwack echoing around the room before the sting settled into your skin. You yelped in pain, feeling your underwear go damp. Adam was beginning to lose his patience with you. Your lack of a response only fuelling his jealously and anger more. A hand slowly wrapped loosely around your throat, you nodded your consent to Adam and his grip tightened. “I’ll ask you one more time angel… who do you belong to?” Voice like ice, face stern. It was so intoxicating you felt overwhelmed. “Answer me slut!” He shouted, his hand tightened around your throat, your breathing becoming restricted, the heat between your legs only growing.

“Y-you D-daddy” you choked out. Adam smirked.

“Damn right angel” he growled. “Don’t think I’m going to take it easy on you now sweetheart. There’s still a question i need to ask you.” You gulped. “Did you overhear my conversation with the boys earlier this evening angel?” Adam questioned you. Your eyes went wide. Shit! You thought to yourself. He fucking saw you, genius. Once again Adam had that stupid, cocky smirk on his face an you wanted to punch it from his stupid, handsome face. “We both know the truth baby girl, be honest and I’ll let you cum.” Voice dripping with satisfaction. You took as much of a breath as you could given your predicament and answered.

“Yes” was all you could manage.

“Good girl” he murmured against your neck, he pressed his body flush against yours, the outline of his cock firmly resting on your thigh, your hips bucked of their own accord making Adam grunt. His lips graced yours once again, hands beginning to rub over your stomach, the contrast of his calloused palms to your smooth skin was driving you mad. He finally made his way to your breasts removing your top and bra with ease, exposed nipples growing harder from the change of temperature. His thumbs lightly rubbing circles on your nipples.

“Please Daddy… Sir. I’m sorry. Please” your pleas went unanswered. He wanted to take his time with you, make you regret ever crossing him.

“What’s my girl sorry for, hmm?” He prompted. “Tell Daddy what you did wrong princess.” His words were driving you to insanity. Your head foggy and dazed. A hand once again found its way to your throat, you were quickly learning this was a warning. One you could definitely get used to. He pressed his cock further into your thigh and you whined again.

“I’m sorry for listening to your conversation Daddy! It was wrong.” You pouted, giving Adam your best puppy eyes. He tsked.

“What else angel? Come on, tell Daddy.” His free hand was slowly making its way down the waist band of your sweats.

“S-sorry for flirting with Ty-Tyler. I wanted a reaction Daddy. I’m s-sorry! Please touch me, please.” Your begging and pleading had Adam harder than he thought possible. The truth was he was ready to burst like a 15 year old boy.

“You got your wish angel, Daddy is very mad right now but he is also hard as a rock…” he paused to give his full attention to your reaction when his fingers went between your legs. He pressed his lips to your ear, breath tickling your skin. “And I plan on using you until you can’t walk anymore.” Before you had a chance to react his fingers dipped between your folds, your sweetness collecting on his fingers before he pulled them out and sucked them clean. “For such a whore you taste so sweet angel.”

“All for you Daddy.” You moaned as his fingers made their way back into your folds, his thumb pressing into your clit, the pressure making you quiver. All you could do was whine and beg Adam. The overstimulation was killing you and he had barely done a thing. This man had a power over you that you both loved and hated.

“Fuckin’ better be angel. You’re my girl.” He proved his point on the last word when his fingers buried themselves inside you making you scream. He begin a fast rhythm, the sounds of your juices filling your ears, you tried to move away but Adam wouldn’t allow it. His free hand moved into your hair and yanked hard. “What’s that asshole got that I haven’t princess? Tell me.”

“Not-nothing Daddy! He’s not you. Want you. Only you.” At your words Adams fingers began thrusting harder. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head, mouth hanging open slightly. Adam slapped your cheek gently to bring you back to reality.

“Is Daddy fucking you dumb princess?” That cocky smirk back once again. “You’re my whore, baby. I own this pussy.” You were babbling and mumbling now, fully gone. Surrounded by everything that was Adam it sent you into overdrive and you came. Hard. Your mouth was once again hung open, a silent scream. Adam spat into your mouth. You were so far gone all you did was close your mouth and swallow. Moaning your appreciation. “Good girl taking Daddy’s spit. Such a good whore.”

“Yes Daddy. Your whore. Yours. All yours. Please fuck me. Please.” You were clinging to him now. body like jelly, still needing more, Needing his cock.

“Oh, dumb baby. I said you could cum, but I didn’t say you could cum without my permission did i?” Your face was frozen. Regret and panic begin to settle in your stomach. “You don’t get my cock in your pretty pussy tonight sweetheart. I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth and cum down your throat and you’ll thank me for it. Understood?” You may as well have been a nodding dog. You couldn’t get words out. Never had someone left you so speechless before and you loved it.

Adam freed his cock from his jeans, not even bothering to fully take them off. Without prompting from Adam you were already sinking to your knees for him, licking your lips and opening your mouth for him, tongue hanging out like a dog waiting for a treat. “Good fucking slut. That’s my girl. So ready to take Daddy’s cock aren’t you?”

“Yes Daddy, please fuck my throat, please, i need your cock. Ruin my throat Daddy.” You looked up at him with wide eyes, batting your lashes at him, giving the most innocent look you could muster. You had quickly figured out Adam loved that look and you were going to use it to your advantage whenever you could. Knowing you had a hold over Adam was so empowering.

Adam groaned loud at your pleas for his cock, his hand griped the back of your head and forcefully thrusted his cock into your mouth. Another groan filling the room. Adam had one hand on the doorframe to steady himself and the other still firmly in your hair. You gagged around the head as he pushed more of his length into you. Tears were forming in the corners of your eyes and Adam couldn’t get enough. You began moving your tongue around his cock, tracing the veins on the shaft. As you got somewhat comfortable with the feeling of him you swallowed more of him, gagging again and Adam growled through gritted teeth. “Feels so good angel, your mouth was made to take my cock. Fucking slut.” You whined, low and needy. The back of your throat burning deliciously, Your eyes spilling over with tears. You peered up at Adam, eyes begging him for more. He moaned at the sight of you so passive for him, the trust you were showing him in this moment was making him fall for you even more. He couldn’t help but push his cock further into your warm mouth, his head nestling at the back of your throat. You hollowed your cheeks to increase his pleasure. You were drooling, making a complete mess of yourself for him and you loved it. Adams thumb swiped a tear away before placing the digit in his mouth and sucking.

Adams hips were thrusting harder and faster now, using your throat as a fleshlight. Another choked moan escaped Adams lips as you swallowed around him again, your nose now pressed into his pubic bone. You spluttered around his cock as he held you there for a few seconds before giving you a slight reprieve before continuing the assault on your throat. The lack of oxygen was making your brain foggy, your eyes were glassy and red and it only fuelled Adam more. You looked fucked out and used and if Adam had his phone on him he would’ve captured you like this for him to look at whenever he pleased. “Fucking dirty slut aren’t you my angel? Letting Daddy use and abuse your throat how i want. Good girl.” His mix of praise and degrading words was making your walls clench, slickness dripping down your thighs. You wanted to touch yourself but you knew Adam wouldn’t allow it. “Dumb baby. You’re cockdrunk on Daddy’s dick aren’t you princess?” His thrusts were picking up even more speed, his breathing heavy, beats of sweat dripping down his forehead. “Nothing going on in that pretty head of yours other than my cock.” You whimpered at his words. You looked up at him again, hoping he was taking the hint and he did.

“Don’t worry sweet girl, you’re gonna drink Daddy’s cum and not waste a drop. Understood?” You furiously nodded at Adam, over eager for the white liquid you were promised. With one last, hard thrust Adam came down your throat, his hands holding your head to his body as his cum slid down your throat. You swallowed everything he gave you. “That’s my good girl. So good for me princess, did so fucking well.” His hands were stroking your hair now, helping you to calm down and float back to reality as he gently removed himself from you. Your lungs grateful for the air. Adam collapsed to the floor beside you, pulling you in close to him and kissing the top of your head.

“Adam” you whimpered.

“Yeah baby?”

“So good” You choked out, tears were falling freely from you now, overwhelmed with emotion.

“Sshh baby it’s okay, i got you. I’m here. Let it out sweet girl.” Adam comforted, holding you so close you were practically on top of him.

“I love you” you hiccuped-sobbed and Adam smiled wide, his heart soaring.

“I love you too angel” He pulled your face up to his and sealed your lips with his in a sweet kiss.

“Yeah?”

“of course.” Adam stated. Placing a finger under your chin so you were face to face. “you don’t know that already?”

“i just like hearin you say it,” you smiled and he chuckled. You couldn’t help but stare at him and him at you. In that moment you knew you were finally his and he yours. You helped each other up and moved to the bed to be more comfortable and cuddle properly. Drifting off to sleep the silence was interrupted by your phone pinging rapidly. You huffed out a sigh as you went to see who it was, Adam peering over your shoulder to read the messages. Your face was beat red, burying your head in Adams chest as he continued reading he texts.

Hangy🤠:

Doll, i love you, but please never be in the room next to me ever again. I can’t unhear things.

Nicky🦌:

There are some things your brothers should NEVER hear and we heard EVERYTHING. DISGUSTING!! WE’RE TAKING YOU TO CHURCH!

Nicky🦌:

And yes, i do mean brothers, plural. We got a triple bed. Kenny is traumatised

THE END

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