✧ ALL of my stories are considered to be 18+ only, unless stated otherwise. Minors do not interact. I only write about All Elite Wrestling.
✧ Wrestlers I have written about so far:
Adam Cole
Adam Copeland
Christian Cage
Darby Allin
Eddie Kingston
Hangman Adam Page
House of Black
Jay White
Kenny Omega
Matt Jackson
Nick Jackson
Nick Wayne
Swerve Strickland
Will Ospreay
✧ I plan on expanding my list as time goes on. There are still a few wrestlers I like that I haven't gotten to yet!
♥ Have a question/suggestion/request? Don't hesitate to reach out ♥
Adam Cole:
•[Challenge] -Smut
•[Heat] -Smut
Adam Copeland:
•[Revenge] -Requested
•[Trust] -Requested
•[Here For You] -Requested
•[Get Well Soon] -Requested
•[The House Always Wins] -Requested
Christian Cage:
•[Protective] -Requested
•[Just The Way You Are] -Requested
•[Surprise] -Requested
•[Everything and More] -Requested
•[Private Celebration] -Requested
•[Little Moments] -Requested
•[Blended] -Requested
•[Valentine Request] -Smut
•[Memories of You] -Valentine's Prompt story
•[Milestone] -Requested
•[Rekindled] -Requested
•[Distraction] -Smut
•[Prequel to Broken Promise] -Requested
•[Recovery] -Requested
•[Broken Promise] -Angst
•[Changes] -Requestesd
•[It's a Wonderful Life] -Requested
•[High Stakes] -Requested
•[Mine] -Smut
•[Bonus Mom] -Requested
•[Ice Skating] -Fluff
•[Bubble Bath] -Smut
•[Let It Snow] -Fluff
•[Christmas Morning Proposal] -Fluff
•[Do You Understand Me?] -Smut
•[A Labor of Love] [Part 2] -Requested
•[Dirty Talk] [Part 2] -Smut
•[Head Canon]
•[Choose Me] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Angst
Darby Allin:
•[Communication] -Requested
Eddie Kingston:
•[Unexpected] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Fluff
Hangman Adam Page:
•[Wildcard] -Smut
•[Highest Bidder] -Fluff
•[For The Both Of Us] -Fluff
•[Short & Sweet 2] -Fluff
•[Cuffed] -Requested
•[Short & Sweet] -Fluff
•[Do Over] -Angst/Smut
•[Missing Someone] -Angst
•[Collaboration] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Angst
•[Birthday Girl] -Smut
•[Need You Now] -Angst/Smut
•[Cowboy Take Me Away] -Fluffy smut
•[Giddy Up] -Requested
•[Cowboy Hat] -Smut
House of Black/Adam Copeland:
•[Revenge] -Requested
•[The House Always Wins] -Requested
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Shes waiting up for me and is up and at the door as soon as my key hit the lock. “How bad is it?” her hand gripping my chin as she looks over me, my eyes not meeting her gaze. I feel her eyes on me , her thumb brushing my split lip, “Does it hurt?” She asks softly, as she takes me into the bedroom, and I see the ice packs, heating pads, lidocaine, and an assortment of other things she’s worried that I need. “Darlin, physically I’m fine. A little sore my backs got cuts , but I’m okay.. put the triage kit away“ I say kissing her forehead. She sighs, knowing I’m not telling her the whole truth, because if I do , she won’t let me have what I truly need, which is to be surrounded in her warmth, her light, her belief in me.
“Adam, I’ll put it all way but that lip needs ice.” as she hands me the ice pack, putting away the other items. “Do you wish it was the way it was before?” I ask her not sure that I want to hear the answer. “Everyday you wake up and make a decision on who you need to be. I wake up everyday and make a decision to take care of and choose you no matter who you choose to be. So no I don’t wish it was like before, but I wish you could find peace. To quiet your mind..to” I cut her words off with a kiss, it’s desperation, it’s my attempt to quiet my mind.
Her hands go to the hem of my shirt, her hands running up underneath toying with my chest hair. My hands go into the back of her hair needing to control the kiss, to soften and deepen. I feel her hands relax and her body soften against mine. I move from her lips to her jaw to her ear “You’re all I need.” Scooping her up and putting her on the bed her soft laugh of surprise, that I picked her up. “ I see you changed the bedding, you must’ve expected me to be a bloody mess.” as I slip her shorts off. “I , um, it’s cold I just put on the “ I drop to my knees her words failing her, as she she follows my hands as I take off my shirt , her satisfied smile an appreciation of my body but the lack of damage that it showed outwardly. “Adam, I need you, here with me.” her voice soft. “Darlin, let me take care of you.” she shakes her head and reaches for me. “ sweetheart, you’re sure” standing slipping off my jeans and boxers as she raises up to slip her shirt over her head. I groan at my darling girl naked before me, her hands teasing herself as if she’s showing me what she needs.
Im over her now my lips running over her curves as my hands find her perfect breasts before swirling my tongue over each. I take mouth again before dragging my teeth over her bottom lip. “I’ve been dreaming about being back inside you since I left you.” my eyes meeting hers. She brings her knees up to my hips cradle me between her thighs and then tilts her pelvis. “Same Cowboy Same” she smiles. I run my thumb along her bottom lip as my cock lies heavy between our legs, the tip teasing her hot wet center. "I fucking need you, sweetheart ," | growl and lace my fingers with hers, holding them against the bed on either side of her face.
Keeping her hands trapped beside her head, I tease her clit with my dick and drop my mouth down to one pale-pink nipple. Sucking the tight little bud between my lips, I groan as it grows even tighter.
Her breath hitches in her throat, and I slide through her pussy, teasing her clit. "You with me?”She whimpers, and I push in. Just the tip, barely moving. I pull back out. Teasing her. Building her up slowly. “Adam”she cries out as her tight pussy clenches around my cock in a fucking vice-like grip.
"Oh God, A..."I bring my face close to her and graze my teeth over her thrumming pulse. "I'm taking my time, darlin. I need to fucking worship you."The sound of my name on her pretty, swollen lips is like a drug.She's my drug, my home , everything I don’t deserve.
"Fuck, you feel so good, Adam." She wraps her leg around my waist and drags her wet pussy over me. "So, so good." Her nails dig into my shoulders as her hips slowly circle my cock.
"That's my good girl. Take what
you want."She buries her face in my shoulder and bites down on my neck.A loud moan echoes in the quiet room. My girl likes pleasure mixed with a little pain. “I need you Adam. I want to feel you for days. Every step I take, I want to feel you." She circles her hips and clings to me. I shift my hips and pick up speed, bottoming out in her.
My abs contracting with each
thrust.Her hips move in sync with mine. I drop my hand between us and press my thumb against her clit, wanting her to come for me. Needing it. Feral for her. My darling girl.
"I'm so close, Adam." She moves faster and gasps as she locks her legs behind my back and shakes.
"Oh God. Oh God. Yes."
"That's it, sweetheart . Come on my
cock. Fucking give it to me." she screams and shatters around me. I feel my own orgasm radiating a heat from the base of my spine as I come hard, her name a whimper on my lips as I gasp for breath. She adjusts herself. Her nipples rubbing against my hard chest. Her nails trailing over my shoulders. Aftershocks spark through us as she lies on the bed, her words soft soothing as the violence of my own orgasm ebbs.
I climb out of bed and walk into the bathroom to get her a warm washcloth. When I walk back in, she tilts her head to me. I run my hand over her thigh and open her legs. "I know, sweetheart . Just let me take care of you." I gently run the washcloth along her sex before I toss it to the floor, then climb on the bed next to her, dragging the blanket up over us.She rolls over and drapes herself over my chest. "Promise me, that when you’re choosing who to be each morning , that you choose to be mine.” her eyes a storm of emotion, “Darlin, there’s no choice your mine for as long as you’ll have me.” content now I stroke her arm until her breathing lets me know she’s asleep. I wonder if she’ll ever know that she’s my heart and soul, the reason I breathe.
“We can’t do this here.” I shout whisper at Adam . “ Just help me take the edge off. You saw what happened out there. I can’t leave yet, and my locker room has been taken over . “ his fingers lightly tracing my jaw. “Besides I know you liked what you saw, and I bet if I slipped your panties to the side you’re already wet. That you need this as badly as I do.” his thigh parting my legs. Shit he was right, so fucking right, he didn’t shame me for it more amused than anything .
Adam’s lips found mine as my back pressed against cases in a corner mostly blocked from view. This was going to be quick, a release to hold off until we were back in our room. I reached for his gear and slid it down, that way he knew I needed it as much as he did. He slipped my panties from under my skirt, as I stepped out of them. I thought I heard voices and footsteps pausing for a second but Adam’s fingers were running through my slick folds. “I knew it “whispered into my neck, “my girl, so ready for me.” I swallowed a moan. I put my arms around his neck needing the balance as he lifted me his strong arms gripping my hips then slipping to my ass. I heard a voice right as he slipped in, “I think someone’s here. “ I whisper, he stops and I’ve never felt more full, a need for him to move. A whimper falls from my lips and he smiles, a mischievous look in his eyes. “ I don’t hear anyone. We can stop, but with the way you’re clinched around me, I don’t think you want to.” He adjusts slightly and the change is enough to have me moan into his shoulder. “There you go. I’ll make this so good that you won’t even care if someone’s back here.” as he begins to move.
I’m lost in him my fingers in his hair, as I hear a very familiar accent. “Jays here” I whisper, he doesn’t hear me or he doesn’t care as his mouth finds the top of my breasts my hands holding him to me. I look for the voice and I find him, he’s cutting a pre tape his eyes find mine as he covers his dick. I look away, “You know you’re my good girl. My good fucking girl.” I moan under his praise. I glance back at Jay who is appearing to be massaging himself he’s looking past the camera at me. His smirk knows that we’ve both been caught, I don’t know how much he can see , but there’s no doubt about what is going on. I refocus on Adam as he changes position slightly , hitting the spot over and over again. “Come with me, come with me” his mouth now back on my ear and I can still see Jay watching, and it’s enough to send me over , a gasp and moan slip from me as our eyes meet again. I feel Adam’s release as he works me through mine drawing it out the groan and whimper that comes from him makes me feel powerful. He kisses me softly, “Let’s get out of here” as he pulls out sets me down smoothing my skirt. He redresses kissing me on the forehead and tucks me in close to him protectively .
A couple hours later I receive a text from an unknown number and photo. “You forgot these, I’ll keep them for now. If you want them back come find me.” the photo was of my lace panties.
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Divider by: @saradika-graphics
*GIF by me
Disclaimers: Dirty talk, cursing, teasing, use of vibrator. Read at your own discretion.
Story inspired by the first pic beneath the line 👇
Jay utilizes the gift you gave him while you two are at a business dinner...
I finished fastening each of the small buckles on my heels when Jay entered the room. He was dressed in black from head to toe, except for his gold watch and a shiny metal necklace peaking out from under his shirt as he buttoned it up.
I miss the days when he’d wear the switchblade around his neck and how I’d play with it whenever we were tangled up together. How he would take the metal blade and drag it in between my breast down to my navel. The scraping of it on my inner thighs, the feel of it tracing all my curves.
I was snapped out of my daze when Jay cleared his throat and reached out his hand to me. “Did you hear me sweet girl?”
I shook my head no in reply.
Jay grinned, likely knowing where my mind was at. He repeated the statement I had missed. “You are stunning. A true vision in that color, love,”
His words and fierce gaze made my cheeks turn pink. I took his hand and he helped me up, spinning me around and pulling me to him until my back was flush against his chest. Jay inhaled my sweet perfume, his exhale on my neck made me shiver.
He kissed me below my ear and whispered, “If we don’t leave in the next 10 seconds, I’m going to cancel this business dinner and fuck you in that pretty little dress,”
My breath caught in my throat, the thought of canceling our plans so very appealing in this moment.
“You like that idea, don’t you sweet girl? Me sitting you on the countertop, pushing your panties aside and my cock buried deep inside of you? Your heels pressing into my ass as you try and push me in farther? Your warmth wrapped around me, gripping me and driving me into madness. Me making a mess of you and having you cock drunk for me,”
“Jay…” I whined as I pushed my ass into his crotch. If he didn’t have a firm grip on me, I would have my hand down his pants right now, stroking him and giving him no other choice but to reschedule our dinner.
“I know love, I know. But this is the only night Tony had available to talk, so dinner can’t be missed. Just know that I plan on having you for dessert afterwards,”
Jay smacked my ass after he released me from his arms. I grabbed my bag off the table and took a deep breath as my King Switch lead us out the door.
Dinner was going well, conversations were carrying on all around the table and the drinks and food kept coming in abundance. I tried to participate in the discussions but I was finding it difficult to concentrate. I kept thinking back to the moments before Jay and I left to come here, how his facial hair tickled my neck while he spoke filth into my ear.
I placed my hand on Jay’s thigh under the table, giving it a squeeze but getting no reaction from him. He continued talking to Tony, not missing a beat even after I started to rub his thigh. I brought my hand up higher until his cock was right under my palm. For a split second I threw him off his game, making him stumble over a couple words as I stroked him.
When I tried to unzip his pants, Jay grabbed my wrist and held onto it, stopping my fun. He eventually released it once he was certain I would behave.
“Spoilsport,” I leaned over and whispered. Tony’s attention was directed elsewhere at that moment, so I sucked Jay’s earlobe into my mouth, biting down gently as I released it. I was satisfied with his white knuckle grip he had on the tablecloth, so I excused myself to go to the restroom.
I was halfway down the hall when I heard someone following behind me. Just as I was about to turn around, a strong arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me into its owner. I noticed the gold watch resting on the wrist and breathed in a familiar scent.
“Jay! What are you doing?!” I said in surprise.
He turned me around and backed me up against the wall. The look in his eyes was pure want and need as he stared into mine.
“Did you think I was going to let you get by with teasing me like that? Making daddy hard under the table and smiling about it. Tsk tsk love. You had your fun, and now it’s time I have mine. Unfortunately I can’t fuck you against this wall, no no. Not enough time to savor you like I want to. So, instead I’ll make you cum now, and use your pussy for my own pleasure later. Spread your legs. Now.”
“Jay, we can’t do this here, not now!” I protested. He wasn’t having any of it though.
Jay chuckled, the smug smirk on his face told me he wasn’t going to change his mind. He unbuttoned 3 buttons on his black shirt, pulling out the necklace I had noticed he was wearing earlier.
“Shit,” I said under my breath.
“What was that, love? Does my little kitten remember the little present she gifted me after my Switchblade necklace broke? You said it wasn’t the same as the blade, but I could still use it to play with you,” he winked.
Jay tugged and the mini vibrator released from the chain it was hanging on. Seconds later it came to life after Jay pushed the on button, the vibrations whisper quiet yet still powerful. He traced my jawline with it, dragging it down to my pulse point on my neck after and pressed it against it.
The mini vibrator buzzed against my collarbone and made me gasp when Jay circled my nipple with it. I was growing impatient, desperate for more. I needed more.
“Jay, please! Make me cum, I want to cum!” I said slightly exasperated.
Jay was reveling in how aroused I was. He loved it when I begged. “Since my sweet girl asked so nicely,” he smirked. He brought the vibrator in between my legs, using one finger to push my panties aside and pressed it against my clit.
I instantly gasped at the power of the little toy, grabbing a handful of Jay’s shirt as he circled it around my sensitive bud. I was trying my best not to completely crumble, doing everything I could to stay standing and keep quiet.
“That’s it, sweet girl. You’re so sexy when you’re turned on like this. I can’t wait to get you home,”
It didn’t take long for me to be on the brink of orgasming. My face was buried in Jay’s neck, one hand tugging his pulled back hair and the other holding onto him for dear life. I started grinding against the little toy, making it hit the perfect spot with every movement. Jay knew I was close.
“Eyes on me love, eyes on me. I want to watch as you come undone,”
I pulled my head back and was met with Jay’s darkened stare. My chest was rising and falling quickly, my legs were beginning to shake. I fought to keep my eyes open, wanting to please Jay more than anything. My head lulled back against the wall and my orgasm came crashing over me.
I was about to let out a loud moan, but Jay crashed his lips against mine and kissed me, swallowing the sound before it had a chance to escape. I continued to tremble as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me. My clit was still pulsing.
“Good girl, such a good girl for daddy,” he praised.
Jay turned the vibrator off and reconnected it to the chain. He kissed me and helped smooth my dress before adjusting himself in his pants.
“I think dinner is officially over now love. I want to get you home and finally have my dessert…”
Inspired by the first verse of Tyler Childers “Feathered Indians”
“What are you looking at Darlin?” Adams lips turning up in a smile. “Your belt buckle Cowboy, it’s been a while since I’ve felt it against my thigh” biting my lip, the vodka I’ve been drinking making me bolder than usual. “That’s something I’d be more than happy to take care of ma’am.” Standing and walking towards me on the deck that is off our bedroom. He picks me up out of the chair. His dark blonde hair catching the final light of the day, his green eyes on fire as they meet mine. He sets me down and I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him towards me, the kiss is a slow deep kiss, that he’s fully in control of. Pulling away his hands go to the hem of my tank top, pulling it off and as his hands caress my body “No bra Sweetheart, let me guess no panties either.” his hands on the elastic of the shorts, his smirk already knowing what he’s going to find. “Did you have a plan to get me drunk, and have your way with me.” his voice deep and his accent thick from the whiskey. “No, I had planned to get us both tipsy, and let you have your way with me.” the groan that fell from his lips gave me pure feminine satisfaction. “That’s what you want, for my belt buckle to be in your inner thigh, and for me to have my way with you.” his hands feather light against my body. “Yes” I reach for the hem of his shirt and pull it up over his head.
He lays me down on the bed, he positions himself so that cool belt buckle is right there on the inside of my thigh and the soft denim is against my core. As he gazes down at me he presses himself into me and I moan, and he kisses me repeating the motion again. I open my hips instinctively, to wrap around him. “ So needy for me. Do you need me to take the edge off,” Then his hands are on me, all over my body, pulling my hips toward him and grinding me into his hardness. Our mouths collide and we devour each other, the kiss urgent and needy. I can't get enough of him, his taste, his scent, and his hard cock that's pressing into me. “Not like this” he kneels in the center of the bed pulling off his belt. “Darlin, your wrists” he secures my wrists with this belt the buckle heavy on my wrist. A thrill running through me. His hands slide down my throat,pausing their for a moment with my wrists above my head completely at his mercy. “ Sweetheart” His voice is husky, and his eyes have gone dark with desire realizing the absolute control he has.
Rough hands rake down my body, and I feel every hard callus as it runs over my skin. His hungry mouth is on my breasts, sucking my nipples while his beard scratches my skin, sending delicious tingles skittering over my body. His kisses move down my body, landing gently between my legs. One lick from his hungry tongue, and I'm writhing already. "Lay still, sweetheart.” one forearm across my hips holding them down I give in to the sensations of his warm breath, his tongue, his fingers darting in and out of me as his tongue licks my clit. The fact that I can’t touch him makes me whimper. “ Adam please I need to touch you.” He flattens his tongue against me licking then sucking my clit. something that sounds like Busy comes from his mouth. I’m crying out his name as I pulse around him. Only then does he come up for air. His two fingers are glistening with my juices, and he puts them in his mouth and sucks long and hard.
"You taste fucking delicious. However, your request to touch me has been denied. I will however assist you can pick the position. “ the smugness in his smile left me only one choice, “I’m riding you Cowboy.” He realized his mistake, when he laid down beside me and I was already on my knees, I dragged my core down his stomach, eliciting a primal growl from him. “ careful darlin” as hovered above him as he guided himself into me, his hands in my hips helping me establish a pace for both of us. However when I leaned forward pressing my breasts into his hard chest as my arms triangle his head and I kiss him he groans into my mouth. “ Fuck Darlin you are always three steps ahead of me.” as I move slightly my breast in front of his mouth, he sucks and pulls with his mouth mimicking the rhythm I moan. I shift back needing him deeper rocking till I begin to flutter around him. He moves one hand in between us his as he finds my clit , swiping side to side, as I shatter around him as I feel him come deep and hard inside of me. We don’t move, our breathing hard and intense. “Wrists please” I sit back up arms outstretched. He undoes the belt kissing the pulse points. “Now you can touch me “ as he rolls me under him.
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“Hey Sunshine “ I turn my head at the sound of Riley’s voice. “Jay said he needs to see you for a minute before we take off. “ Jay is in the corner and does a little wave. It’d be easier just to get this over with than to ask Riley what his friend wants. I walked over to Jay “Ry said you wanted to see me.” I shuffle nervously under his gaze. He smiles predatorily “Yes, I hear you both are going to a little shindig that Mercedes is throwing.” I nod my head a lot of people are going “well I happen to know about a secret room on the top floor of the building.” Clearly my face shows my confusion. “ Here’s the key. Send our boy off to the G1 properly okay” he laughs at my uncomfortableness at this suggestion. “It’s a small apartment, you look as though you thought I was giving you the keys to a kinky sex dungeon. Which if you’re interested in I can grab those keys the next time.” his eyebrow quirking. “Knife Pervert” I mutter “Sweetheart you have no idea.” I hear as I walk away.
“What did he want?” Riley shoots a questioning look over my head. “ Jay handed me keys to a loft I guess at this club and told me to send you off to the G1 properly..” my voice cool. Before Riley can say anything , Zack walks up “Darlings are we ready. I have a car waiting.” He ushers us out of the room and out the door to the car. Inside the car Zack breaks the silence “what’s wrong?” the question clearly directed at me “ A lovers quarrel ? What did Riley do now.” His voice teasing. “ Actually it’s Jay being Jay” dangling the keys at Zack. “ Oh boy, I didn’t realize he had one stateside. In Japan he had three of them. Well I should say was gifted three of them. You see each leader of Bullet Club buys one and the keys go to the next leader. When Jay was ousted he had the keys and titles and sold them all. I’ve only been in one of them in a storm in Tokyo there were no rooms and he took pity on me It was something, Riley have you ever been given the keys to one before?” Passing a bottle to Riley “I tried to stay out of his personal life especially in Japan. I didn’t even know about these.” Zack smiled “ Yet he handed her the key, interesting. Darling did Jay-say anything else.” Riley passed me the bottle. “ No just to send our boy off to the G1 appropriately.” They both laughed as I took a swig. “I’m curious as to what this one looks like. Before you two get to it, let me have a little peek. King Switch always keeps it interesting I’ll give him that.” The car pulled up in front of the building.
Riley walks us into the party and finds us a spot on the couch. He pours each of us a drink, “ We don’t have to go up there. “ he whispers in my ear, “ He’s just messing with you. I saw his face when you took the keys from him. “ he looked amused. “I’m kind of intrigued, honestly.” Sipping the drink . “Actually the sooner” my hand gliding up his thigh “the better. The wake up call is in 5 hours.” Kissing him, pulling away “ We do owe it to Zack to show him.” Patting his leg a groan falling from his lips. “ Forget Zack.” As he grabs my hand and we sneak up the stairwell. Inside the apartment he flips on the lights, it is the single sexiest apartment I’ve ever seen. “This is stunning” the apartment was done in black white and gold, the expensive leather sofa , ottomans and chairs all curves and sleek lines different heights begging to be used. The art was still shots in black and white, that allude to sex and carnal desires. Every accessory curved or a subtle phallic reference there’s only one reason for a place like this. “There’s only one thing stunning, and it’s you.” As soon as I step further into the living room, Riley’s arm is around my waist and he's pulling me to him.
"Fucking hell, I've been dying for you all night, Sunshine ." My eyelids instinctively close and my hands reach for his face. He breathes in the skin of my neck, massaging my hips, sliding his hands up and down my waist. His hands, oh God, his large calloused hands. He touches me like he owns me. His hair is soft, and he's wearing an unbuttoned shirt and jeans. I'm pressed up against his warm, bare chest. I pull my head back so I can see his handsome face. His eyes are hooded, his jaw tense. So serious. I tilt my head up to press my lips against his, a half-kiss. Savoring this calm before the storm of our bodies crashing against each other. He rests his forehead against mine, hands up in my hair, slowly exploring my breasts, my waist, my hips. "Beautiful girl, what have you done to me?" His hands cup my face. He smooths his thumb across my bottom lip, and I suck it into my mouth, moaning and watching him as I do.
Heat flashes in his eyes. He licks his lips. Makes a deep, guttural sound, like a shot fired, and the race to do as much to each other's bodies as we can begins. I pull his shirt down off his shoulders, running my hands down the smooth, toned muscles of his arms. He tosses the shirt to the floor and pushes me against the wall, kissing me hard on the mouth, practically growling, and then dropping to his knees and disappearing under my dress.
Oh sweet mercy, he tugs my panties down. I feel his thumb brush up against my clit, and then he grabs hold of my ass, slides one hand down the back of one thigh, hiking my leg up over his shoulder. He licks and then bites the flesh of my inner thigh. My eyes roll back inside my head. "Oh, Riley." I melt into the wall, into his hands, into his talented tongue. His flicking, circling, sweeping tongue. His gentle, punishing, determined tongue. I'm whimpering and floating up and caving in on myself. My hands slap against the wall, trying to find some leverage, bracing myself. And now his fingers get in on the action too.
“Riley please”He answers by moaning, pushing his fingers up to my hips and pulsing his tongue in and out and in and out. My entire being is struck by a hot jolt of electricity, and then my hips follow his rhythm, warmth radiating up and out from my center and back to where his tongue penetrates me. It feels too good. I scream out his name and then cover my mouth because I'm making such loud noises. "I want to hear you," he says from under my dress. "I want to hear you come.""Riley."
He continues licking me, pressing my trembling thighs together even more with his palms and then sucking on my clit. “Oh God!"He goes back to kissing me down there and doesn't stop until my hips have stopped rolling, until my body has stopped jerking and tensing, until every cell of my body has gone from screaming to whispering his name.
His head finally reemerges from under my dress, but I still feel little electric shocks in my core. Before I can even mutter his name again he's carrying me in his arms to the bedroom. He kicks the door shut. When my shoes are off, he stands up, takes my hands and holds them up, pulling my dress over my head.
The dress gets tossed aside. I can barely keep my heavy eyelids open, but his eyes are wide and apprecia-tive. I am completely naked before him in this room that’s bathed in soft light.
"Sunshine ...look at you. I’m going to remember this for the next six weeks." I run my fingers through my hair and toss it all behind my shoulders so he can see everything, dragging my fingertips down the side of my neck, between my breasts. He groans and reaches for me, but I reach for his jeans, looking up at him as I unbutton and unzip, maneuvering them so they can drop to his ankles. He steps out of them, kicking them aside. The bulge in his black boxer briefs is magnificent. I cup it with one hand while tracing my fingertip along the inside of the waistband and then pulling the elastic away from the taut skin of his pelvis. He watches me as my fingers run up and down his happy trail. “ I do believe I was told to send you off to the G1 properly.”I push the boxer briefs down until they drop to the floor. I cup his balls, wrap my hand around the base, and lick up the underside, all the way to the crown and then suck on it. We both groan at the same time. His hands are in my hair again. "Sunshine," he says so quietly.
"Fuck, that feels so good your hot wet mouth around me. Look at me.”
I stroke and lick and suck and squeeze never breaking eye contact. “ that’s my good girl taking me so well. I’ll be thinking about this the whole time I’m gone.” He tugs on my hair. His hands grip my shoulders. "Sunshine , stop." I stop looking up but not letting him out of my mouth. “ You did such a good job I need you on the bed now. “ I let him go with a pop the groan that fell from his lips as I laid on the bed.
“Seriously, I can’t believe this ?” giggling and pointing at the ceiling. Riley looked up at the ceiling , “Why does that not surprise me? Of course he’d have a mirror on the ceiling? We can go to the living room if this is weird .” he kisses me deeply. “I’m kind of into it.” He chuckled and with that he's settled over me again, he pushes forward just a little. I don't want to wait. I wrap my legs around him and lift my hips. Looking up I see the line in his muscular back, his magnificent ass and how small I look under him. "Riley. Please."He slides in deep in one thrust.The two of us gasp, and I tighten around him. He feels so good. I never could've imagined how perfectly he would fit inside me, as though he were made for me.
"Jesus Christ," he mutters.
"Fuck, you... you feel..."
"Perfect." I finish the sentence.
He takes my mouth in a searing kiss, and there are no more words between us. He sets a pace that leaves no room for any talking. I’m lost to watching him take me. His body moving watching his taught muscles I can’t resist running my nails down his back.
The only sounds are our ragged breaths and skin meeting skin. Sweat breaks out on his forehead, and I can see the strain of him fighting back, wanting this to go on forever. I push against his chest, wanting control again. I want to be what makes him lose it. He flips onto his back, taking me with him so l am on top, sliding down on his cock. I rest my hands on his chest, moving slowly, and the friction on my clit starts to build another climax.Riley’s fingers dig into my hips as he urges me to ride him a little faster. Once I'm at the pace he wants, he moves his hands to my breasts. His expert fingers touch me in the right way, kneading before moves to my nipples, pinching and tugging.
"Please," I manage to get out.
"Please don't stop."
"You're close. Your tight, pussy is clenching around my dick. You want to come again. Your body knows..."
"Yes," I moan.
“You’re so beautiful riding me.” He shifts to wedge his finger between us and starts to rub my clit again. It is both amazing and breathtaking. It's too much. I can't come again, but Riley is determined.
"Ride me, Sunshine . I’ve got you my good girl. Take everything because it's yours. Take it, love. Take what you need." I tilt my head back and I see me riding him. I scream, unable to hold back as another orgasm rockets through me. I collapse forward, but he's there, holding me to him. His hips jerk up, fucking me from beneath until he's groaning my name into my hair as he pulses inside me. I lie against his chest, unable to move even if I wanted to, which I don't. That was the most incredible thing l've ever experienced.
He moves my hair to the side and kisses my nose. “Sunshine, "You okay?"
"Huh?" He laughs. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Uh-huh."Apparently, all I'm capable of is speaking in sounds. I don't want to move. I want to stay like this forever. He chuckles again and then rolls me to the side. I flop over, my limbs not really cooperating. “I’m going to push my flight back. I’ll take the last flight out. I need a few more hours of Sunshine.”
Hangman's vignette on Collision was very inspiring 😂 Thus this story was born. I miss him and have my fingers crossed so tightly that he really is the wildcard for Dynamite this Wednesday 🤞🏻
Word count: 2.2k
Divider by: @saradika-graphics
*GIF is not mine. All credit goes to original creator.
Disclaimers: Cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.
Written from Hangman's POV 🙂
Hangman's nerves are getting the best of him so he calls on you to help calm them...
It was the night before I would be making my return to AEW as the wildcard. These last few months have been difficult, mostly because I’ve had to learn to live without her.
I knew she would be in Chicago. I knew that despite all the hell I’ve put her through, she wouldn’t miss this big moment. My mind is racing, my anxiety is through the roof of this hotel. I’m pretty sure if I don’t stop pacing, I’m going to be greeting the guests below me soon after my feet burn a hole in this floor.
The whiskey wasn’t helping. Shit, I’ve used that one too many times as a way to numb anything and everything, I’m practically immune to it now. There was only one thing that would calm me down at this point. Only one person who quiets my thoughts and makes me feel whole. I had to see her.
I pulled out my phone and sent Y/N a text, hoping and praying that my gut was right, and she was in fact in Chicago.
•••
I need to see you. Are you here?
To anyone else, the message might be slightly vague, but I knew that she would understand. I sat the phone on the desk and pulled up the rolling chair, just staring at the screen. For 10 minutes, the damn thing only said “delivered.” She hadn’t read the message yet.
I sighed and walked towards the bathroom when my phone dinged and stopped me in my tracks. I damn near tripped over my boots on my way back to the desk in my hurry. My heart was hammering against my chest when I unlocked the screen and went to my texts.
•••
Yes. Marriott next to the arena. Room 3412.
I let out a shaky breath once I realized she was staying in this very hotel. I was on the 37th floor so we weren’t far apart. With my phone placed back in my pocket and my keycard in hand, I walked out of my room to the bank of elevators.
Some higher power had to be messing with me right now. Y/N is only 3 floors below me, but damn is this thing moving slowly. Not to mention the large group of people that got on and off every floor on the way down.
The doors slid open, and I stepped off, looking left and right trying to see which direction I needed to go. With a right then left turn, I was standing outside Y/N’s door.
When she opened it, I swore I saw an angel. She was just as beautiful as the last time I saw her almost 4 months ago. It hurt like hell and felt so good at the same time being in her presence again. I’m just thankful she even agreed to see me.
I entered her room without a word spoken between either of us. I looked around and only saw 1 bed along with 1 suitcase. She was alone. Thank God.
“I know you’re nervous, but the crowd is going to love you, Adam. They’ll be happy to have their cowboy back,” Y/N said softly.
She was leaning against the wall with her arms wrapped around her body, making me wish they were my arms around her instead. This woman knew me better than anyone, hell she knows me better than I know myself. She understands me. She accepts me. She’s always been my missing piece.
“Is it that obvious?” I asked with a nervous laugh. It was comforting and sometimes maddening that she could read me so well.
“Everything will go smoothly, and you’ll get back in the swing of things. You’re a natural. You just have to believe in yourself the way everyone else does Adam. You’ve got this. I know things aren’t ideal right now behind the scenes, but you’ll figure it out. Pick the path you want to go down and don’t look back,”
It felt like I was 20 pounds lighter hearing her words and knowing she still believes in me. I offered her my best smile while I took a moment to let her encouragement sink in. She shocked me when she walked over to me and placed her hand on my cheek. The familiar scent of her started to dance around my nose as I inhaled, it was intoxicating. It still lingered on her pillow in my bed at home.
Her fingers rubbed my beard, making me melt into her touch. Our eyes were on one another as we drank each other in.
“I’m glad the mustache is back to normal by the way. You look more like my-“ Y/N smiled before she stopped herself from saying whatever else she was going to say.
“I look more like your what, Y/N?”
Sadness flashed across her face, but she recovered quickly. She brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face while she answered me.
“My Adam. You look more like my Adam now,”
Y/N looked up at me, waiting for me to make the next move. I could tell she was afraid she had said too much, but she said everything I wanted, needed to hear. I leaned down and kissed her. I kissed her hard and I kissed her good. She tasted so fucking sweet as I slid my tongue in between her lips, savoring every second of this moment. God, I missed this. I missed her.
When I broke the kiss, her lips were already a little swollen. She tried to catch her breath as I kissed her jawline down to her neck, nipping and sucking until I found that sweet spot that made her come alive for me. My cock twitched in my jeans when she let out a breathy moan, letting me know I found my target.
I stole the moan right out of her mouth when I kissed her lips again, swallowing the sound whole and eating it up. Her fingers worked quickly to undo the buttons on my shirt, and when she slid it down my arms, the fire blazing in her eyes threatened to set the entire room on fire. Her fingertips traced along the lines of my chest, lightly grazing the scars that were scattered on the skin there before kissing them softly.
I tried my best to let her have the lead, at least for now but my resolve was fading the longer she looked at me with those lust blown eyes. Y/N unbuckled my belt, then the button and zipper before helping me shimmy my jeans down my legs and to the floor. She drug her nails gently up my thighs to my hips and up my chest, causing a shiver to run through me. She snaked her arms around my neck and splayed her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck.
I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her over to the bed. The feeling of her pressing against my hard cock through my underwear was so good and torturous at the same time. I needed her. I needed this. We needed each other.
I laid her down on the bed gently, my lips finding hers once more. She arched her back and lifted herself slightly as I pulled her shirt up to remove it, revealing her bare breast underneath. Y/N is perfect. She’s the epitome of all things good and beautiful.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen Y/N. Every inch of you is divine. I can never get enough of you,” I whispered as I made my way down her torso.
I made a trail with my lips and tongue until I reached the hem of her pants. I hooked my fingers underneath the band and tugged while she lifted her ass off the bed to let me pull them off. Her underwear was next and ended up in the pile on the floor with our other discarded clothes. Y/N watched me intently as I spread her legs wide and positioned myself in between them.
“I’ve tasted your lips, but now I want to taste the rest of you sweetheart. Let me pleasure you, take what you need from my mouth. I don’t plan on stopping until I hear you cum,”
The gasp she let out the second I dove in made me stiffen even more. My boxers were feeling tighter and tighter with each minute that passed.
Every swipe and flick of my tongue against her clit was bringing her closer and closer to her release. I licked and lapped around her while I pumped my fingers in and out of her. Her moans were sugary sweet and satisfying, I couldn’t help but groan against her sensitive bud. Y/N intertwined her fingers in my hair, lightly pulling and tugging while her hips bucked and pressed herself even more against my tongue.
I wrapped my arms around her thighs when she finally came, holding her in place as I licked and sucked her through her release. She squirmed and moaned as each tremor wracked her body. I placed a kiss on her inner thigh before sitting up and pulling her to me. Our centers collided, making us both blow out a rush of air as my cock slid around her wet folds.
I refrained from pushing myself all the way into her. I wanted to draw things out as long as I could before we couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth took in one of her nipples while my hand played with the other. My teeth grazed the pink bud, my tongue following afterwards before I sucked it into my mouth and released it. I kissed my way over to her other stiff peak, taking it into my mouth to continue my teasing.
“A-Adam please. I want you; I need to feel all of you. Please,” Y/N’s plea was nothing more than a breathy murmur.
She was ready for me, and I was so ready for her. I reached between our bodies and lined myself up with her entrance, my breath catching in my throat as the head of my cock rested against the soft inner lining of her pussy. If I could bottle this feeling up, I would so I could enjoy it any time I wanted to.
My forearms supported most of my weight as I inched myself inside of her. Y/N felt incredible, so tight and so warm against me. So wet and so perfect for me. Her walls stretched around me, eventually giving me full access and allowing me to be fully sheathed. I started moving against her slowly at first before increasing my speed.
Our bodies worked together in perfect harmony as we both chased euphoria. Y/N dug her nails into my back whenever I hit her sweet spot, her eyes fluttered closed when I leaned down and kissed her neck. We were both panting and sweaty and so completely lost in each other.
“Darlin, you’ve been so good for me. So, fucking good. I can feel how close you are. Let yourself go sweetheart,” I whispered against the shell of her ear.
Y/N pressed her heels into my ass, bringing us even closer together as I continued thrusting, much deeper now. I felt her flutter around my cock, and I knew she was done for. I watched as the most incredible woman I’ve ever known fell apart beneath me. Her lips parted and her sweet voice cried out my name. Her legs twitched and her cheeks flushed while her body absorbed every ounce of pleasure her orgasm brought.
I’ve never wanted time to stand still as badly as I do right now. Y/N completely blissed out and me seconds behind her. Both of us so fucking high off one another we may never come back down from it. My release detonated, wave after wave of satisfaction crashed against every part of me as I thrusted erratically. I grunted into Y/N’s chest as each rope of my cum filled her until I had nothing left.
It was minutes before I could bring myself to pull out of her. Part of it was because it just felt so damn good being inside of her, but the other part was because I wasn’t sure what would happen between us next. I couldn’t help but feel sentimental during this intimate moment, my thoughts and feelings threatened to drown me when they came flooding back into my mind.
Once I was lying on my back with Y/N resting her head on my chest, she worked her magic again. The warmth of her skin against mine mixed with the feeling of being completely sated, she put an end to my thoughts and worries. The noise in my head was now quiet. She did all this without even trying!
Not long after I pulled the covers over both of us, we fell into a peaceful sleep. I held her through most of the night before we repositioned, and our limbs ended up tangled together. There’s no way for me to ever thank her properly for all that she’s done for me and continues to do. I know I’ll spend the rest of forever trying my best to show her just how grateful I really am. Months ago I made the biggest mistake of my life letting her go. Tonight felt like a second chance, a fresh start. I had to do whatever I could to make her mine again.
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The playful challenge you issued against Adam quickly turns into much more...
When Adam opened the bathroom door, pillows of steam filled the bedroom. As he walked into view, you noticed he was wearing nothing but a towel tucked around his hips. You did a double take when you saw how perfectly it hung there, just low enough to make you salivate.
Water droplets fell from his wet hair and slid down his body making you want to lick some of them away. “Like what you see princess?” Adam teased when he caught you staring for a little too long.
“Yes, yes I do,” you smirked. You drug your tongue over your bottom lip before taking it in between your teeth. Fuck did he look good.
“I see you commandeered another one of my tshirts. I’m a little offended that it looks better on you than it does me,”
“You know, I was thinking the same thing,” you quipped, making Adam let out a hearty laugh.
“Is that so? Well what if I changed my mind and want it back?” He asked while taking a step towards the bed. He had a devious look in his eyes.
“Then I say why don’t you come over here and try to take it from me,”
Your challenge was met instantly when Adam leaped onto the foot of the bed, and army crawled on his stomach towards you. You threw off the covers and tried to get away, but he grabbed hold of your wrist and pulled you back down. Your laughter filled the room as he pinned you in place with his body.
He placed his hands under the hemline of the shirt, making sure his fingertips were grazing your skin as he slid it up your torso. What started as a silly little game turned into something much more as he took in the sight of every inch of your newly exposed skin. You could feel him growing harder against you, surely the towel he had on was about to come loose.
There was zero protest from you when he pulled it up and over your head before tossing it on the floor. “Mmm, just look at you, my beautiful girl. You’re the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on,”
Adam’s hand found your breast, making you squirm a little when he started to massage it. His eyes were set intently on yours, watching you and how well you were responding to his touch. He took your nipple in between his fingers as he rolled it and pinched, making it pucker and stiffen.
He kissed his way up your torso starting at each hip bone, sucking and nipping along the trail he was creating with his lips. You let out a contented “mmm” with each new piece of skin they touched, encouraging him to keep going. He sucked your nipple into his mouth harshly, making you gasp as his teeth grazed over it before soothing it with his wet tongue. His movements were driving you crazy!
“A-Adam, please. I want, I need more,” you begged. He loves it when you beg.
“Music to my ears princess,” he smiled and removed your panties. He placed his hands between your thighs and pried them apart, placing his fingertips around your clit and began toying with it. Your hips bucked off the bed from his skilled movements, but you still weren’t satisfied.
“Please, kiss me there. I want your mouth on me,”
“So greedy tonight, aren’t you? My insatiable girl,”
Adam wrapped his arms under your thighs and pulled you mere inches away from his mouth, diving in and devouring your sweetness immediately. His tongue flicked against your clit, teasing it before sucking into his mouth. His hums of satisfaction vibrated off your bundle of nerves, sending you into overdrive.
One of your hands was wrapped in his hair, the other gripping the bedsheets as if they would both help anchor you. Adam inserted two fingers into your slick cunt, curling them and brushing them against your sweet spot. Adam knows exactly what his beautiful girl needs.
Moments before you were about to cum, Adam removed his fingers from you and flicked his tongue against your clit one last time. You groaned loudly as you tumbled down from the apex instead of over it.
“Wh-why did you stop?!” Your words breathy and full of frustration when you asked. At first Adam didn’t say anything as you watched him sit back on his heels and undo his towel. His cock was practically throbbing and more than ready to be inside your tight cunt.
“Because you will cum when I say so, not when your body decides it’s time. I’m in control princess, we’re playing by my rules,”
Once Adam was positioned, he pushed himself inside of you, making your back arch off the bed. He placed his hand around your throat, holding you in place and forcing you to look at him. “Eyes on me princess. Don’t you dare look away. I want to watch as you fall apart around me,”
Every thrust was deep and purposeful. The way his pelvic bone pressed against your clit made you moan. Adam was working your body in all the best ways and he was definitely taking what he needed from it.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me. So so good. I can feel how ready you are princess. I think it’s time you let yourself go. Cum for me. I want to hear you and I want to see you,”
As Adam continued to slam himself into you, he finally brought you over the edge. Your eyes were locked on him and you tried your best to keep them open when your orgasm ripped through you. He bent over and kissed you hard, stealing every whimper and moan from you before they even had a chance to greet the air. He fucked you through your release, the feeling of your walls contracting around him did him in.
He erupted inside of you, filling you with everything he had to give. His hair fell around your face as his orgasm made him nearly collapse on top of you from its intensity. His breathing was ragged, his heart was hammering against his chest. The sight of him so undone and so consumed with pleasure gave you goosebumps!
Adam was incredibly sweet afterwards as he cleaned you up. He made sure you were comfortable and taken care of before sliding in bed next to you. With your head on his chest, he wrapped his arms around you while he played with your hair. The two of you fell asleep just like that and remained tangled together until morning.
I was surprised that Jay kept wearing the robe, he tended to like things a little tighter a little more tailored. Though tonight he left it out of his bag, the cool silk tempting me. I couldn’t resist , I slipped off my clothes leaving just my black bra and panty set on underneath it, I was going to greet the sickest and slickest Bullet Club leader properly.
I was sitting in Jays chair, when I heard to many voices headed into the room. I scrambled and hid in bathroom.
I heard Jays voice call out for me, then juice and the gunns teasing him about looking for me. “She was going to be here.” his voice concerned, “I’m sure she’s fine. Probably went to get something for you.”the nonchalant tone of Juices voice calming him down. Why won’t they leave? Jay must’ve seen my clothes on his bag, his next instructions were to the room to go find me. I heard his laugh and the click the door.
“Come here Sweet Girl” his voice amused , as I stepped out of my hiding place. “ What did my girl have on her mind when she decided this was how to greet me?” his eyes taking me in. “ Everything” I admitted . He walks towards me and back up against the wall. “Fuck," he says, wrapping his hand around my throat. Choking me, but without the pressure. He presses his lips against mine. His hand moves from my neck to my jaw. He tilts my head back so I'm open to him. He looks down at me with a dark expression I take as a warning.
My eyelids feel low. It's a trancelike state, a dreamy place where my body is liquid and he's hard as rock.
My nipples are hard points against the thin fabric. He traces the curve of my breast, not touching where I need it most. He’s being cruel. He can see them standing stiff and sensitive for him. Instead he circles around and around. It's maddening. “Tsk Tsk wearing Daddy’s robe.” his hands now feather light across my skin. "You're a bastard," I whisper.
He laughs softly. He rewards me with a hard pinch on my nipple, and I let out a small, muffled shriek. "Ah, ah, sweetheart. You can't make noise. No matter how good it feels. These noises are all mine. The boys will be back anytime now. Do you understand?” I nod my head as he continues to pinch and roll my nipples his lips kissing the top of my breasts refusing to undo the bra, just toying with the limited access .
His touch turning gentle again. He slides his hand down to my hip and pulls me close. I can feel his erection against my belly, a hard, hot length that proves how much he's enjoying this. "What if I felt between those pretty legs of yours? Would you be wet?”
“I don't know," I lie.
He gives me a small smile. "Let's find out. Pull back my robe." I grasp the hem in trembling hands and lift.
He takes a half step back to examine me again the side of his lip ticking upwards, though he’s playing controlled.
"Pull them down," he says eyeing the black panties. “Down, not off” he growls as I follow his direction. "Good girl," he murmurs.
The words wash over me in a rush of pleasure and embarrassment. The ease at which I give over control to him the power his sharp words have over me somehow makes all of this sweeter.
He leans close, enough that 1 can feel the warmth of the words against my temple. "Spread your legs. And hold my robe higher."
It's hard to spread them with my panties around my thighs. I can only open them about a foot apart. The confinement of the elastic makes it hotter. As if I'm tied up for him in a net of my own making.
Even my hands are restricted. I'm holding up the fabric, which means I can't do anything else. I can't pull him closer. I can't push him away. As long as I follow his commands, I'm trapped against this wall, open for whatever he wants.
He traces designs over my rib cage, and I shrink away from the ticklish sensation. He draws a heart on my stomach, and I suck in a breath. There's letters written into my skin along the side of my hip, but I can't make out the words. I'm on fire. He's teasing me, the same way he teased my breasts. Avoiding the place where I need him most.
I push my hips forward, trying to tempt him. Needing him more than my dignity.Finally he pushes two fingers between my legs.
He's nimble and light when he wants to be. Precise when it comes to pain. But he's a blunt force in my pussy, two fingers rubbing hard and fast, making me pull up on my toes.
I realize that he wants me this way.
Off-balance.
When I move my hips in a rhythm against his hand, he pulls back.
The wall is trembling at my back.
No, I'm the one trembling. "Please, please, please."
"You beg so pretty. Men would die to have you, you know that?"
That makes me laugh, an unsteady, breathy sound. "You’re mine.” He kisses me takes it deeper this time, using his tongue to dampen my lips, biting me gently, teasing me so I lean forward. His large palm covers my breast, and I moan into his mouth.
There's a glaring absence of his hand between my legs. I'm still holding up his robe. My panties are still wrapped tight around each thigh, but he doesn't touch me.
When he kisses me again, I bite down on his lower lip. He shakes in silent laughter, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter when his hand slides down my stomach to my sex. He pushes two fingers into the wetness and squeezes them together around my clit. I catch a high-pitched noise in my throat.
His dark gaze meets mine. We both know I have to be quiet.
We both know that I can't.
Jay presses his palm over my mouth. The moan that follows is muffled. He begins a slow and steady pace, fucking me with his fingers, rubbing the heel of his hand against my clit. I gasp and moan into his other hand.
My hips rock to meet him, to make the friction harder, but whenever I do that he pulls back. He demands that I follow his rhythm, his pressure. He demands that I follow him in every way, and I close my eyes, yielding to him.
He rewards that with a firmer grip.
It's possession, the way he holds me between my legs. My mouth is captured by his hand, so he can't kiss me. Not there. But he does kiss me on the forehead, on the tip of my nose. Innocent places that are made filthy by the way his hand fucks me without mercy. A kiss beneath his hand, right on my chin. And then one at the hollow of my neck. He puts his tongue against my pulse and licks.
I bite his fingers, and it's like he was waiting for that. As if it's the switch that turns him on, that small amount of pain. He fucks me, then. Hard enough that I'm caught up in the current. I go over the edge, clenching my thighs around his hand, biting down on the flesh of his palm, holding tight to him as if he can save me from coming apart. He keeps rocking his hand against me with soft pulses, carrying me through the final waves of climax until I'm lax against the wall.
The door handle jiggles, “Jay you in there. We couldn’t find her.” He pulls up my panties, takes the robe from my hand lowers the robe and belts it around me. He returns me to my hiding spot. I hear his voice that gives no evidence to what we’ve just done. “ Sorry boys, I thought the door was unlocked. I’m sure she’s around here somewhere. Y’all head back to the hotel and I’ll go find her. “
“ He knows” I say softly as Jay walks back out of the bathroom. His face gives away nothing, “How?” his voice calm as he gets back into bed handing me the pain reliever and water. “Pretty sure , the phone in my skirt pocket, was answered. I’m surprised that he stayed on so long. I heard his voice screaming when we were in bed” unscrewing the cap, taking a swig, “ I assume you already knew that though .” meeting his eyes as he runs the wash cloth over me. His grin told me he either thought he got away with it or, he was surprised by my reaction. “Why didn’t you say something?” his fingers tracing on my legs. “I’m pretty sure I said plenty.” he laughed and I pulled him up to kiss me.
His lips meet mine and I give myself back over to him. “You’re not mad.” he bites my bottom lip, and my hips buck up in response. “Not mad at all.” Biting his lip a primal growl from deep within rumbles in his chest. “ I ran you a bath” his lips on the outer shell of my ear. “ Later” my breath hitches as his teeth graze my neck. He slides his hand down cupping my center his fingers teasing me again. “You can’t get enough of this can you. Your body just wants more.” he pushes two fingers in and I arch towards him.
His teeth nip, tugging at my nipple the same way he did my lip, and a moan falls from my lips . It's not going to happen. Not yet.
That's impossible. And yet the rush of an impending orgasm builds in my veins, threatening to take me over.
"More." It comes out sounding like a plea and a demand, and is met by a growl from Jays lips as his finger plunges inside harder and faster, his thumb finding my clit.
"Yes. Yes. Yes." My entire body goes taut, and my vision turns fuzzy as my eyes roll back in my head. The release washes over me, and my entire body turns languid.
"Your tight little cunt doesn't want to let my finger go." My eyes fix on his massive hard length. follows the direction of my gaze, and his lips tug into a sinful smile. He pulls his finger free of my pussy and lifts it to his mouth, sucking my juices clean. "You taste so damned good."
It's primitive, the feeling that's gripping every cell in my body. “Please”
"Can you take it all? Everything l've got to give? As hard as I want?"
My hips lift, anxious to get closer. "Yes."He moves between my legs, levering them apart with his hips.
"You sure? Because the way you got me right now, you're gonna be feeling me tomorrow." His lip quirks up on one side.
"I like the thought of that. You, feeling me with every step you take. Remembering what it was like to take my cock hard and fast."
As he speaks the words, he presses closer, rubbing the head through my slick heat.
"I'll give you whatever you want if you'll just”
At my declaration, his eyes blaze.
"You should be careful offering a man like me whatever I want. I'm not afraid to take it."
With the head of his cock nudging against my opening, Jay grips my hips with both hands.
"So tell me, Love, you really mean that? Whatever I want?"
"Yes!" yell, desperate to have him inside me, and probably willing to agree to anything right now.
With a jerk, Jay yanks my hips toward him and slams forward at the same time, driving his cock deep, almost to the point of discomfort. Since I'm already lit up from my last orgasm, the line between pain and pleasure blurs.
Jay’s expression takes on an intensity l've never seen before as he unleashes everything he's been holding back.
He uses his grip on my hips to pull me back and forth until my body is fucking his cock as much as his cock is fucking me. Each pounding thrust takes my breath away, but l've never experienced anything more erotic in my life. My eyelids drift closed, but Jay releases one hip and slaps my thigh, demanding my attention.
"Eyes on me. I want you to know who's fucking you. Whose name you're gonna scream when you come."
And then he becomes relentless, and I'm helpless to do anything but hang on tight and enjoy the ride.
His gaze never leaves mine, almost daring me not to come. I hold back for as long as I can, but it's a losing battle.
"Jay!” His name leaves my lips on a hoarse scream as a blinding orgasm rips through my body.
I break our stare as my head rocks from side to side, unable to keep still as the pleasure owns every inch of me.Jay doesn't slow his pace.Sensation overwhelms me as he powers inside me over and over, seeking his own release. When his roar echoes through the room, his cock pulses and I'm filled with heat.
For long moments, the only sound in the room is our heaving breaths.
This time when I pull him close he doesn’t stiffen, he lets me run my fingers through his hair and down his back. Our bodies lax and content, he rolls off of me. This time I’m the one out of the bed, and in the bathroom. I drain and refill the bath. He knocks “Come In” as I’m sitting down in the tub, he slips in behind me. He kisses and rubs my neck . “So” his voice the least confident I’ve heard all night . “So” I say staring ahead. “You’ll stay tonight?” his voice soft against my skin. “Sure” my voice catches, as I try and compartmentalize all the things that I’ve done.
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I wrote this one because I'm missing a certain cowboy and I'm anxiously awaiting his return 🥺 I am considering writing a continuation, but I'd love to know what you guys think! If you'd like more with this story, please let me know 🖤
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Disclaimers: None! Pure fiction, pure fluff! 🙂
This story is written from the POV of Hangman Adam Page 🤠
When Hangman's original arrangement changes, it ends up working out for the better...
I’m not totally sure how I let the chairman of the AEW charity foundation talk me into doing this, but here I am. Pacing back and forth behind the curtain waiting for the emcee to call us all out on stage, trying to down my glass of whiskey in hopes it’ll calm my nerves. When they first asked me to be a part of this live charity auction, I laughed in their face before realizing they were serious.
“All you have to do is show up, look handsome and stand on stage while we auction off a one-time date night with you. All the money will go to our foundation. Come on Page, one night with some young lady in exchange for money for charity! Please say you’ll do it,”
Loud applause and high-pitched whistling brought me out of my thoughts, a voice speaking entirely too loudly blasting through the speakers as they introduced the auction.
“And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for! Our live auction! Trust me, you’re not going to want to miss the lineup we have for you all tonight. Let’s bring em’ out,”
All 13 of us walked on stage in a single file line, every pair of eyes from the audience on us as we took our seats. I had been given the number 7, so there were 6 others ahead of me which meant I had to sit and be patient until it was my turn to get this over with.
Each of the guys before me were getting decent bids from pretty nice-looking ladies. That is, everyone except for Austin Gunn. Poor sap ended up with a 70 something year old lady on his arm! She did seem spunky and fun despite her age. There were still a couple of guys ahead of me when my mind started to drift onto other things like whiskey and where I could get some. I must’ve zoned out longer than I thought when I heard the emcee make a joke at my expense.
“Well, it would appear that our cowboy is a little hard of hearing, but don’t let that stop you from bidding!” he teased. Seriously, where did they find this guy? “Come on up lucky number 7 and introduce yourself to everyone,”
I begrudgingly put one boot in front of the other until I was at the end of the catwalk standing next to the jackass emcee. I gave him a glare before taking the microphone from him and turning on my charm.
“Good evening, everyone,” I greeted into the microphone.
A wave of flirty giggles and whispers went through the crowd before I continued my introduction.
“I’m Hangman Adam Page. An anxious millennial cowboy that likes whiskey and horses. I can’t do a cartwheel for shit, and I once tried to buy an upside-down frozen yogurt shop. Please be kind with your bids, remember this is all for charity,”
All eyes were on me as some waited on the auctioneer to start and others trying to figure out if what I just said was true or not. The ones that really know anything about me got the joke.
The auctioneer started the opening bid at $50 causing the entire room to hold up their auction paddles. My eyes grew large as he continued raising the amount, more than half the room was still bidding even when he got up to $1,000. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but so far, I’m bringing in the biggest amount of the evening.
When the auctioneer slammed his gavel down, a date night with me had officially been sold for $1,300! I was handed a rose to give to the winner after they walked up on stage. Loud applause roared through the room as a tall blonde woman walked up the steps and embraced me tightly, making me stumble backwards a little from the sudden impact.
She held me close for entirely too long, whispering in my ear, “Hi cowboy, it’s nice to meet you. We’re going to have fun together; I just know it. One of my favorite songs is Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy after all,”
I cringed and handed her the rose, the woman then kissed my cheek and winked before making her way back to her table. At this point I’d gladly trade this lady for Austin’s 70-year-old date.
As I walked backstage, I repeated, “This is for charity. This is for charity,” in my head several times while my eyes searched the area for the cocktail cart. No bottle of whiskey was going to be safe from me tonight.
It was now Friday, the day I had been wishing that time would somehow forget, but no such luck. I was sitting at the table AEW had reserved for myself and the auction winner, swirling the ice around in my whiskey glass while I waited on my date to show up.
She was able to pick the location for our date after offering the chairman of the foundation an extra $300 to do so. Apparently, money was her thing but punctuality was not when I looked at my watch and noticed she was 10 minutes late. Although, I can’t say I’d be too upset if she forgot about it or changed her mind.
Just as I placed another drink order with the waiter, I noticed the hostess walking towards the table with some girl I’d never seen before trailing behind her.
“Here you go miss,” the hostess smiled as she pulled out the girl’s chair for her. “Enjoy,” She walked away before I could say anything.
The girl and I sat in silence for a few moments just looking back and forth at each other. I decided to speak up after the waiter brought me my drink.
“Um, I don’t mean to sound rude, but you have the wrong table. I’m actually waiting for someone else to arrive, so before this gets any more awkward, let me flag the hostess down,”
“That won’t be necessary, because I am your date,” the girl replied, absolutely certain of herself.
I scoffed slightly at her remark before offering my rebuttal, “No, the woman I’m expecting is tall, blonde, and far older than either of us. She won an auction and if I remember correctly, she doesn’t look a thing like you,”
My poor choice of words made the girl’s face fall, but she recovered quickly.
“Well, Mr. Page, while I may not be the blonde you were expecting, I am indeed your date for tonight. The auction winner is a friend of my mother’s, and she came down with the flu, so she had me come in her place. I’m starting to question her sanity though for having bid so much money to spend an evening with you and your silver tongue. I’m Y/N by the way. It’s lovely to meet you,”
It's been a long time since someone has put me in my place like this, and that’s exactly what the little spitfire sitting across from me did. I can’t say that I’m mad about it either.
“I’m sorry, I was raised better than to treat a lady like that. If I can be honest with you, I really wasn’t looking forward to having this date with your mother’s friend. She’s rather-”
“Flirty? Promiscuous? Bold?” Y/N interrupted.
“Yes, definitely,” I chuckled. “I only did the auction because it was for a good cause. Your mom’s friend got to choose the location of our date, and this isn’t really my scene. I don’t think her and I would’ve had much in common anyways,”
Y/N sat and thought over my confession for a moment, and I took the time to sit and get a good look at her. She had dark hair with light eyes, I could tell she was on the shorter side when she walked up with the hostess. She had to be about my age, possibly a year or two younger but something about her told me that she has an old soul. My attention was focused on her full, pink lips when she started to speak again.
“I see. And what exactly is your scene, cowboy? The rodeo? Or perhaps sitting around a campfire and howling at the moon?” she teased. After my little mistake earlier, she knew she had the upper hand here and was taking full advantage of it.
“A rodeo? Never been to one. Howling at the moon? Now that’s actually therapeutic,” I quipped, earning a bright smile from Y/N in return.
The sound of her laugh made me feel like a million bucks, something inside of me urged me to make her do it again. Before I had the chance, our waiter came to the table to check in. Y/N surprised me when she told them that we wouldn’t be placing an order, and we were ready for the check.
While we sat and waited for the waiter to return with my credit card, I was a little sad that Y/N was cutting the evening short. She surprised me again when she asked her next question.
“Do you um, want to go get a burger or something? Fancy places like this aren’t really my scene either. I know a great place not far from here if you’d like to go. I’ll even throw in a howl or two at the moon if that’ll help seal the deal,”
“Okay, you weren’t kidding. This really is a great burger,” I praised as I took another bite.
Y/N really knows her stuff! When we were both finished, it was my turn to show off a little bit too. The last time AEW was here for Dynamite, I needed a quiet place to get away and breathe. The hustle and bustle at the arena had really gotten to me that night, so I was on the hunt for some place I could think and clear my head, and that lead me here. A small park on the outskirts of town where the only thing around was the blanket of stars above and the sound of nature in the background.
For the third time tonight Y/N surprised me when she agreed to come here with me. She doesn’t know me and got thrown into this date mess just like I did, but she still wanted to come.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many stars around here before! It’s amazing how many there really are when you’re not surrounded by city lights,” Y/N said in awe as she looked up at the sky.
“It’s good to step away from all the noise and brightness from time to time. Back home I like to saddle up and ride a horse out to the meadow and stargaze there. Talk about amazing,” I gushed.
We fell into a comfortable silence until I saw Y/N shiver. “You cold? Here, you can have my jacket,”
Y/N stopped me before I had it all the way off. “Um, actually we should probably get going. I believe my mom’s friend only paid for a couple hours with you at the auction, I’d hate to take up any more of your time,” she suggested as she stood up. “If you tell me where you’re staying, I can give you a ride there if you’d like,”
I felt a tinge of something when I saw Y/N walk back to her car. Oddly enough, the night that I was dreading all along actually turned out to be pretty amazing. I hated to see it end. There was something about this girl that captivated me in the short amount of time we had spent together, so I had to think fast and figure out a way to see her again.