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@twcblts 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕿𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖒
❝ You are playing a very dangerous game---thinking you can out-crazy someone who's crazy. ❞
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@twcblts 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝕿𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖒
❝ You are playing a very dangerous game---thinking you can out-crazy someone who's crazy. ❞
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@twcbelts asked " you keep saying and doing things like this, i might just end up pregnant. "
he might have a problem, and that was his need to keep his cock nestled within her walls, feeling the way she would fit so snug around him as he'd keep fucking up into her, keeping his seed right where the more feral side of himself wanted it. he had a deep desire to fill her up, have her round with his baby. he'd just murmured about stuffing her full when she spoke up, her words sending an almost primal urge through his veins though he knew she meant them mostly in jest.
she was pressed back to his chest, thighs spread wide to open her up for brutal thrusts. hand had encircled her throat as she finished speaking, not squeezing too tight but pressing just enough that she knew how fucking close he was to doing just that. his free hand slid down the front of pale torso, calloused digits finding her clit and circling in a teasing manner. "you'd love that wouldn't you, gatita? be round with my baby," there was a hint of dark need within his voice, the man damn near feral at the thought of her pregnant with his baby.
@twcbelts continued from here!
[ 📲 sms: Becky]: Well damn, Becks. I didn’t really expect to be gettin all these props and praise from you, but I preciate it, girl. Thank you.
[ 📲 sms: Becky]: It’s been a long time comin. Too damn long, but nah, I’m nothin like you. You stood up to Ms. Flair and whopped that ass wit no problems.
[ 📲 sms: Becky]: I might just take you up on that offer. You wouldn’t happen to be free anytime soon? Wouldn’t mind takin you out and grabbin a drink or two. To celebrate my new found freedom, of course, ha!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ@twcbeltsㅤㅤ♡
contact:ㅤbex.
ㅤㅤㅤdelivered : you don't happy to be busy do you? ㅤㅤㅤdelivered : i need to talk to someone about... stuff. not really sure who else i trust enough right now
╰► becky said ‘ you’re kind of warm. ’
early era brollins . ♡ @twcbelts
“ hm? ” seth grumbled with his head resting against the window of the bus as they passed through another dark and busy city . everytime . no matter how used he was to these shows, they always left him exhausted. “ so are you ” despite the tiredness in his tone he still smiled, using one of his arms that was carefully wrapped around becky’s shoulder to tug her in closer to his grasp .
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" i thought i could trust you, " for seff bc i need the drama
“ — i’m sorry. .”
only the simplest of apologies could be found from the man, he found himself avoiding her gaze, a sense of —disappointment edging over him.
" can't tell if ya want to fight me or fuck me, lad ... " just gonna leave this for mjf, it's scientific i swear
The thick Irish accent always throws him off his game, if he wasn’t such a professional, he would’ve short-circuited right then and there. Max takes in the words she just spoke, mulling over what he could do and what he should do. He inched closer to Becky now, "C'mon," he traces his index finger softly along her jawline, almost taunting her in his own way as a smirk sprawls out along his lips, "I might be a scumbag, but I would never hit a woman. I think we can figure out which one of the two you oh so desperately want, though." Max kept smirking, knowing it was eating away at her and igniting a flame within her so few had dared to light.
🖤┊ ❝ @twcbelts ❞┊ [ continued from HERE ] 🖤
three days , three days of vigorous training for the next match . three days of shutting out the outside world as her anger towards charlotte and the authority grew into the fire breathing monster living just beneath her skin , begging to be let out . phone vibrates , another text from natalya . tongue darts between lips as she sets aside weights , reading the text . soft sigh vibrates vocal chords ; she wasn't too keen on talking to anyone but for her she would make an exception . sms : hey , i know . i'm sorry , been training ? how are you ?
When it came to people she genuinely cared about the last thing Nattie liked to do... was worry. Becky being on that ‘many have been called, few have been chosen’ list all the way back to the vigorous yet nostalgic training in Japan, not hearing from the Irishwoman in some time made her wonder what could be going on. They both had a lot to deal with on their respective plates - and that’s just outside the ring possibly. Nattie didn’t want anything really, simply her checking on a friend.
CONTACT → The Man
[text - sent]: oh sorry, didn’t mean to disturb you. i asked three days ago if you were interested in joining a little girls trip next weekend. naomi and mella already said they’re going.