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bullet-clubs-bitch · 2 months

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Can you please write an Kenny Omega X Fem Reader Story(smuty/flirty), Reader is the younger sister (by 10 years) of Matthew and Nicholas. Reader and Kenny always flirts and teases each other because they have an thing for each other but Matt and Nick are the overprotective big brothers and don't let them alone together, but on one night reader sneaks out of her hotelroom and to Kenny's and they start to make out and ending up having passionate sex

No one has to know

Kenny Omega X young bucks sister reader

@saramusazzi99 @swaggybae asked to be tagged :)

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, unprotected sex

Kenny Omega Masterlist Main Masterlist (word count 2k)

I was getting tired of the games Matthew and Nicholas were playing. I get that they were my older brothers and they only wanted ‘what’s best for me’ but what they claimed was best for me was complete BS. It’s no secret that Kenny and I have feelings for each other. Everybody knew about it, the sexual tension between the two of us was deadly. Despite everyone thinking we fucked I have never even got the chance to kiss that gorgeous man. Why? That’s because for years my brothers have done everything in their power to keep the two of us apart. They even went as far as hiring a private investigator to follow me around to make sure Kenny and I didn’t have a secret relationship going on. I don’t think Matt and Nick even understand all the harm this is causing. All I wanted was Kenny and all he wanted was me. Keeping us apart was just making us fall harder in love with each other. It’s hard seeing all of my friends get married and have kids knowing I probably won’t get to experience that due to my stupid brothers. I tried to date other people, I tried to accept it and move on but I couldn't. No one came close to Kenny. Everything about him was perfect, I loved every inch of him. He was the love of my life and I knew I wouldn’t give up on him, I wouldn’t give up on us.

Kenny’s pov

Ever since I turned 40 I have looked at life differently. I never wanted to get married or have kids. I didn’t even like the idea of being in a relationship. Wrestling was always my number one priority. That was until I started developing these feelings for Y/n. I’ve known Y/n for as long as I can remember. She was the little sister to two of my best friends Matthew and Nicholas Jackson. I don’t know when I developed these feelings for Y/n, one day I just woke up and I realized I was in love with her. Sure she was younger than me, almost 12 years to be exact but neither of us seemed to mind the age gap. She was gorgeous, whenever she entered a room everyone turned, everyone smiled. She just had the aura that made everyone want to get to know her. I know she hated it, she was oblivious to the fact that everyone was head over heels in love with her. I remember her telling me she hated all the attention, how she wished she could hide and have five minutes to herself for once in her life. I always made sure to keep an eye on her, I wanted to keep her safe from all the weirdos who dared to lay eyes on her. I was always jealous of how I couldn't have her. Matt and Nick won’t allow us to be alone in the same room together. I understood that they were protective of their little sister but come on. I think I was the best fit for Y/n. No one would keep her safe and love her forever like I would.

Although this back-and-forth flirty game of us not being able to get to first base has been happening for years the moment I turned forty I decided now was enough. I was done playing games. I was tired of all of this. I didn’t want to give up on us but something had to change.

That night when I got to the arena the first thing I did was march into The Bucks office. I slammed the door and began letting out all my pent-up anger from over the years. “You two realize that you are ruining Y/n’s life right? You claim to know what’s best for her but the truth is you won’t accept what’s truly best for her. Or should I say who’s best for her? I’m sick of the two of you getting involved with Y/n and I. You know I would do fucking anything for her. You know that I would make sure nothing bad ever happened to her. I would love her to death. Tell me again why is it that the two of us are forbidden again? Is it because I’m your best friend and she’s your sister? I’m the best one for Y/n and you know it! You’re telling me you don’t even care that guys like Adam Cole and CM Punk are literally obsessed with her! You would rather have your sister go out with someone like PUNK, you know the guy we all got in a fight with and fired, over ME!!!!” I didn’t even know what I was yelling about. I just kept on screaming. Matt and Nick did nothing, they just sat there and let me get everything out.

“I’m sorry Kenny but it’s still a no. I’ll admit you’re a great guy and all but I won’t let this happen-” I cut Matt off before he could finish his sentence. “You do realize she hates you right? I can’t blame her, you guys are literally out of your minds! Y/n is a grown-ass woman, I think she is capable of deciding who she dates!” I still don’t get why I can’t be with Y/n. Did they think I wasn’t good enough for her? Me? Really? Have you seen the other guys who are after her??

Just as Matt and I were in the middle of a screaming contest Y/n walked into the room. “Well look who it is!” I told Matt “I think Y/n should decide whether she wants to go out with me or not!” “You know I want to go out with you Kenny. You know I feel the same way about you that you do for me” she told me “See!” I told them, still they wouldn't buy it.

“I don’t care about what either of you says, you will not get my blessing!” Matt yelled,

“I hate you!” Yelled Y/n before she stormed out of the room. Nick called after her “Don’t go too far, you have a match tonight!”

That night I liedy in my hotel room alone once again. I hated this, I hated everything about this. The Bucks didn’t approve of this relationship but never told us why. Just then I heard a faint knock on my hotel room door. I looked at the time and was curious on who would be at the door at this hour. To my surprise I found Y/n standing there wrapped around in a hotel robe. I quickly pulled her inside, locking the door behind me before asking “What are you doing?”

“You know exactly what I’m doing. I’m going insane without you. I need you, I need you so bad” The look in Y/n’s eyes was one of pure desire and lust. She knew what she was doing.

She let the bulky hotel robe hit the floor, revealing a black silk robe. I knew what that meant. She pulled me close as she began to passionately kiss me. All of this felt so wrong but so right. I had waited years for this moment, there was no way I would let it slip through my fingers. I kissed her back with such passion I didn’t know I had.

We took our time with everything. This was our first time together, we wanted to savor every moment in case it didn’t happen ever again. I carefully removed her silk robe to reveal a gorgeous black lace lingerie set. “I don’t deserve all this,” I told her as I blushed. “Yes you do, I wanted to do something special” She replied.

We were tangled in each other, fighting for dominance. I found myself lost in the moment, oblivious to what was going on around me. I had Y/n pinned underneath me. I kissed and nipped my way up and down her body before ending above her navel. Just before I was about to go any further I felt as if reality set in. “Shit” I whispered to myself. “What? What happened?” Y/n called out. “Give me a second, I need to find a con-” Y/n cut me off “I don’t want that,” she said. “What?” I replied shocked, “I was hoping you would get me pregnant tonight” I froze at her words, I didn’t know how to respond. “What do you mean by that?” “You do realize if I was pregnant with your child they wouldn’t keep us apart right? They hate us together but would hate us even more if we had a child out of wedlock. They would force us to be together after that”

She had a point. Didn’t know if I was ready for a kid right now but I was too turned on to care. “Fuck it”

I can’t explain how I felt. I just felt at peace, I felt like I had found my home. I felt safe inside her. It was like I found the missing puzzle piece. The two of us fit perfectly. I had never made love with such passion and love. It was emotional, tears were shed. Not tears of pleasure or pain but tears of overwhelment. Everything we waited for was finally happening. I still couldn't believe this was happening. “I love you Kenny” Y/n whispered as we met each other’s thrusts, our fingers intertwined with each other’s. “I love you too Y/n, more than you could imagine” I responded.

My body was on fire, all my senses were overstimulated. I was close and so was Y/n. “Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want me to fuck a baby into you?” “Please, I never wanted anything so bad” If that wasn’t the confirmation I needed Y/n wrapped her legs around my waist. Forcing me closer into her.

I continued to fuck us both through our orgasms. I’ll admit I had never cum so hard in my life. I could feel my load paint her walls, filling her up to the brim. I collapsed on her chest as the both of us tried to catch our breath. After a while I carefully pulled out of her, making sure not a drop of my cum spilled out of her. “What are you doing?” Y/n asked giggling as I carefully lifted her legs above her head. “We can’t afford to waste a single drop if you want to carry my baby”

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moxleys-whore · 8 months

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Back Pain

Warnings: none

Summary: Darby struggles painting his face due to back pain. His friend offers help which leads to confessions

He could do it. He always did it himself. Standing in front of the mirror in his locker room, paint brush in hand, face half painted white. The issue however, lied in the standing part. Darby had to bend slightly to be able to paint his face comfortably, but comfort was long gone. Replaced by pain from straining his back. Lower back muscles on fire, and the kinisio tape did nothing to help. Darby was contemplating giving up completely when a knock at his locker room door rang through the silent room.

"Come in", he calls out before hearing the door creak open.

"Hey darbs, you think you help me-", the voice of Darbys friend is cut off. Darby turns to give Y/N a questioning look before speaking.

"What?"

"Dude, you look like shit. Are you even cleared to wrestle tonight?" Of course they could tell something was wrong, they always could.

"Yeah I'm fine. My back just hurts like a bitch."

"Do you need some help? I can paint your face for you if you want."

Darby hesitates before answering, debating his options. On one hand, he really did need help and Y/N was the only other person who knew how to paint his face. On the other hand however, Darby wasn't sure he could be that close to them without looking or acting like a school girl with a crush. But maybe if he let them close, he could shoot his shot. Maybe. If he didn't embarrass himself completely.

"Would you? I could use some help."

Y/N smiles softly at him before walking over to the counter and grabbing the brush from Darby. Looking around the room to try and find someplace for the both of them to sit. Eyes landing on a fold up chair and the couch on the opposite wall. Setting the brush down before grabbing the chair, setting it in front of the couch, walking back to the counter and grabbing all the painting supplies.

"Sit on the chair."

Darby follows the order, sitting down on the chair. Y/N sits on the sofa facing him. They've been this close before, he just needed to breath and get his mind out of the gutter. Try to at least, it was hard to do when their knee was between his legs, just barely a breath away from his crotch. The urge to move his his closer almost won, however Darby remained composed and still.

Y/N picked up the previous brush, unaware of the thoughts Darby was fighting off. They grabbed his face softly, ignoring the soft sigh Darby let out when their hand cupped his jaw and moved his head down. A painful expression crossed Darbys face and they whispered a soft sorry. Dipping the brush in white, they begin to paint the man's face. His eyes close, content but still in pain. The angle at which he was bending still caused him pain, but he could hardly focus on it when they were touching him. Their hand cupping his jaw softly, he was fighting the urge to lean into it.

Y/N could see he was still in discomfort, setting the brush down to let the white paint dry. Knowing that he would hurt more in the next couple of minutes from having to remain still so they could add the black paint. It upset them to see Darby in pain, only wanting to take it away so he could be comfortable. The awkward angle wasn't helping his back, but where else could he sit that would work. An idea popped into their head.

"Come here."

Darby gives his temporary artist a questioning look at their demand.

"What? I'm right here."

"Do you trust me?"

Darby nods in response. Not sure what to make of the situation.

Y/N reaches out, both hands meeting Darbys thighs. He freezes, the contact shooting sparks through his body. He stands, Y/Ns hands pull him forward till his knees meet the sofa. They sit back fully before pulling Darby forward, causing him to fall into their lap. Darbys face flushes as he realizes the new position he's been put into, he remains hovering over their lap, scared to sit. That is, until they grab him waist and push him down. One of their arms wraps around his midsection, keeping him locked in, while the other picks up a paint brush.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm painting your face."

"You know what I meant." Darby unintentionally pouts.

"Just relax, that chair looked uncomfortable on your back."

Darby goes silent, closing his eyes and relishing in the touch he secretly craved. The hand around his waist moves, shifting to massage and rub at darbys lower back instead.

"Oh fuck." Darby all but falls forward, his hands coming to grab at the person below him. Y/N removes their hand quickly.

"Shit I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"Don't stop. Please don't stop."

His face is hot, he all but whimpered at his crush. Barely holding back a whine when their hand connects with his back once more. Y/N sets the paint brush down, more focused on the man in their lap now. Their now free hand coming to rest on his thigh.

The hand on his thigh causes a reaction in his body, Darby sighs, his breathing quickening. His body gives in, falling forward, his face meeting the shoulder of Y/N. Y/N who took notice of his reaction, suprised but not opposed, leans forward to press a soft kiss to the man's shoulder, hearing him inhale sharply.

The two sit like that for more than a friendly amount of time. Darby, with his face buried in Y/Ns neck, arms now throw around their shoulders. Y/N still massaging Darbys back, occasionally pressing soft kisses to his shoulder. No words are exchanged, instead choosing to enjoy the moment the two had wished for, for months. A knock on the door breaks the comfortable silence.

"Darby, you're on in 15."

Grumbling softly, Darby lifts his head before thanking the pa. His eyes meet Y/Ns, feeling brave, he leans in and softly kisses them. Their hands cup his face as they kiss back, pulling away after a few seconds, just to lean in and peck his lips a few more times.

"I've wanted to do that for so long."

"Me too." Y/N smiles softly at the man, laughing when they see the smeared paint on his lips. Picking up a paint brush and fixing it quickly.

"Much better, now go get warmed up for your match. And when you're done come find me, we need to talk."

"Yeah I guess we do. Thank you by the way."

One thing was for sure, his back felt much better.

#aew x reader #aew headcannon #darby allin #darby allin imagine #darby allin x reader

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plentyoffandoms · 3 months

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Main Masterlist ♡ Christian Cage Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist ♡ Chuck Taylor Masterlist ♡ Adam Copeland Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: reader getting hurt.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 828

Jay - Christian Cage ☆ Stephon - Swerve Strickland ☆ Dustin - Chuck Taylor

𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓪𝓰𝓮

Jay still couldn't believe that happened.

One second, you were standing behind him, outside the ring, the next second, you were flying back against the barriers.

You didn't have enough time to brace yourself.

You hit your back at an odd angle, and you laid on the floor, not moving, groaning in obvious pain.

Jay ran to your side, just as the Doc got there.

You were looked over and got taken out on a stretcher.

Jay rushing beside the stretcher, not caring at this moment that this was a Championship Title Match.

His main concern was you, and only you.

You were taken to the nearest hospital and had tears done, Jay by your side the whole entire time.

Emergency surgery.

Jay didn't leave your side until he finally had to let go of your hand.

He took a seat in the waiting room.

He was going over what happened in his mind, over and over again.

Trying to see what went wrong.

If he did anything wrong.

His name was called, as the doctor came out to let him know what your diagnosis was.

Central cord syndrome, which is an incomplete Spinal Cord Injury.

Jay took time off of work to help you with rehab.

He moved you into his home, knowing that this was the best place for you.

He was there every step of the way.

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭

Stephon felt sick to his stomach as he watched Joe land on top of you.

Even Joe was stunned as he quickly got off of you.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

You were supposed to push Stephon to the side and then take a few steps back.

But something happened, with Joe jumping too far, or you did step back far enough.

You went down like a sack of potatoes, and even Stephon could hear from where he was standing that something broke, and you scream out in pain.

Stephon only saw red as he full on decked Joe on the face before turning to you.

Stephon looked you over, as did Bryce the ref, and saw that your ankle was swelling, but also at a weird angle.

Stephon helped you out of the ring and up the ramp, as you insisted that you didn't need a stretcher.

Even with Stephon insisting on a stretcher.

You finally listened when you were told by the medical team that you needed some imaging down and were taken to the hospital.

Stephon sadly had to stay back to deal with him punching Joe in the face.

Which resulted in a suspension for a month.

But Stephon didn't care.

Stephon got to the hospital just when you were coming out the doors, with crutches and with a boot on.

"No surgery. It is just a posterior malleolus fracture."

Stephon breathed a sigh of relief as he helped you into his car.

𝓒𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓣𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓸𝓻

Dustin didn't see you get hit.

He was busy dealing with Matt, and his back was turned.

Matt indicated for Dustin to turn around, and Dustin did, knowing that this wasn't some type of trick.

He saw your face first on the ground, with thumb tacks all in your body, and Mike standing next to you.

Mike was supposed to bring Dustin down, and he was supposed to land in the thumb tacks, as they all know you do not work with them IF you can help it.

You looked up, and Dustin all most threw up. Your whole face was just covered in thumb tacks.

The match was considered a draw, as he helped rush you to back.

The medical team working to try and get them all out.

But Dustin didn't leave your side, as he held your hand the whole entire time.

Got you drinks, and made sure you stayed hydrated.

Mike and Matt tried to come by to see if you were okay, but Dustin didn't let them through.

"Give it a few days, and I will see if they want to see you."

Once Dustin sat down next to you, you squeezed his hand as to thank him.

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𝓐𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭

Adam was pissed when he saw that you had thrown the table instead of him.

He knew that Jay didn't mean to, but Adam also knew that Jay would do anything to keep that stupid title, and that means using you to get to him.

Adam looked at you, and you gave him the thumbs up, indicating that you were okay.

So Adam knew he had the all clear to go after Jay.

Jay didn't know what hit him.

Adam lifted him in the air by the scuff of his turtleneck, and Jay was even scared for a moment, never seeing his best friend act like this with him.

Jay knew he fucked up the moment Adam flung him across the ring.

You stood off to the side, refusing to leave as you watched Adam become the new champion.

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daddyhausen · 2 years

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I loved the Daniel Garcia young dad headcanon so maybe a Hook one please? 🥺

• young dad headcannons — hook •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { hook masterlist }

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{ warnings } — mentions of teen pregnancy

{ word count } — 424

{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook

{ genre } — fluff

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{ taglist } — @stxrrlightwrites13 @boutmachines @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @legit9thlunaticwarrior @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @damnnhausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @nicoleveno14 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @baybay-boom @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @blaquekittycat

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it all happened so fast

and the both of you were still so young

months away from eighteen and the prospects of parenthood already dawning on you

you must admit the tears you cried when you found out you were pregnant were not that of joy

you had spent an hour or so in the bathroom that morning

worrying about how your parents would react

how they would think you’ve essentially ruined your life

more importantly, you dreaded what tyler would think

you were reluctant to come clean at first

for he had hopes and dreams that had nothing to do with parenthood

admittedly he was shocked when you told him, although the prospect of becoming a father sent him over the moon with joy

much the same when you told his parents, his father especially who delighted in the thought of becoming a grandfather

even lecturing his son about doing right by you and putting a ring on your finger as soon as he could

your parents had differing opinions on the topic

your father seemed hesitant but was overall accepting

your mother however, having been in the same position when she was your age, thought that going down the same route would be a huge mistake

tyler spent every waking moment taking care of your throughout your pregnancy

making sure you would not need to do so much as lift a finger

at nights he’d hold you close, keeping a secure hand on your growing baby bump

some times even talking to it as if your child was already with you

you must say that the duration of your pregnancy was not exactly smooth sailing

there were a couple of scares here and there but nothing out of the ordinary

those nine months flew by fast and you soon held your baby boy in your arms

he was definitely a spitting image of tyler

from the warm hazel irises to the light honey-brown tufts of curls

his son was his pride and he would take him everywhere

tyler was always very stone faced but as soon as he saw your son, his eyes would light up instantly

his smile grew wide with joy as he engulfed the little boy in his arms

he frequently expresses how he would like to have more kids eventually

stating that your son deserves a little sibling to play with

if it were up to tyler he’d already have three more children at this rate.

the baby fever got to him more than it did to you

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jadereylove · 1 year

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Hi! Can you make an headcannon about how Kenny is with his girlfriend? the way he act and all that please ! <3

Hello ! Here's my headcannon:

How Kenny is with his girlfriend :

Kenny is a very affectionate person, and he wants his girlfriend to feel loved and appreciated at all times. He might do this by giving her hugs, kisses, and other physical signs of affection. He also makes an effort to tell her how he feels through words, whether it's by saying "I love you" often, or by leaving her sweet notes or messages. He wants to make sure that she knows just how much she means to him, and that he is grateful to have her in his life.

Kenny's girlfriend might be stressed about his career as a wrestler because she is worried that he could get hurt. So he might try to reassure her by explaining the safety measures that are in place to protect wrestlers during matches and training. Additionally, he might try to find ways to involve her in his wrestling career, whether it's by taking her to matches, introducing her to his colleagues and friends in the wrestling world, or simply talking to her about what he does and why he enjoys it. By helping her understand more about his passion and what it means to him, he might be able to help her see it in a more positive light.

Kenny and his girlfriend may have a noticeable difference in height, with Kenny being taller and his girlfriend being shorter. This might be something that is particularly noticeable when they are standing next to each other. Despite this difference in height, Kenny might find this dynamic between them very cute and endearing. He might enjoy the way that his girlfriend has to look up at him, or he might find it amusing when she has to stand on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. He might also appreciate the way that their size difference adds to the playful and affectionate nature of their relationship. It's possible that Kenny might tease his girlfriend about her size in a playful and affectionate way. He might make jokes about her being small or petite, or he might playfully pick her up or lift her up in the air as a way of showing her how strong he is. This teasing might be a way for Kenny to show his girlfriend that he loves and adores her, even though she is smaller than him. It might also be a way for him to express his sense of protectiveness over her, as he might feel a strong desire to take care of her and make sure she is safe and well.

As a supportive partner, Kenny might do everything he can to encourage his girlfriend to pursue her passions and dreams. This might involve offering her words of encouragement and motivation, helping her to make a plan or set goals, or simply being there to listen and offer emotional support.

He is patient and understanding, even when she is upset or stressed. When his girlfriend is upset or stressed, Kenny might offer a listening ear and allow her to speak without interrupting or judging her. He might be able to provide a safe and supportive space for her to express her feelings and work through her emotions, which can help her feel seen and validated.

It's possible that Kenny is very affectionate and tactile with his girlfriend, and that he enjoys expressing his love and affection through physical touch. This might mean that he is always holding her hand, giving her hugs, or kissing her on the cheek or forehead. He might also enjoy cuddling with her and being physically close, whether it's watching a movie on the couch or simply sitting together and talking.

Kenny enjoys pleasing his girlfriend and making her feel good. This might mean that he is attentive to her needs and desires and is willing to put effort into making sure she is satisfied and happy. He might be affectionate and attentive during intimacy, and he might be open to trying new things or exploring different ways of pleasing her.

Hope you enjoyed !

"If you have any suggestions for headcanon/fanfictions about Kenny Omega, ask me!"

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josiewrites · 10 months

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Intimacy

Here's a drabble no one asked for, but Malakai shaved his beard, and I'm a sucker for non-sexual intimacy.

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“Do you trust me? I looked up into the mismatched eyes of Malakai as I sat on his lap.

“Intimately,” he said softly as he placed the straight razor in my hand. I took it in shaky fingers before swallowing hard and held it tightly. “You can do it, schatje.”

I nodded and stood, stepping into the bathroom to gather the needed other supplies. Before I could return, I felt Malakai’s strong arms around my waist. “I thought I was coming to you,” I laughed softly.

“The lighting is better in here,” he said gently before kissing my cheek, his beard tickling my skin for a final time.

“I’m going to miss that.” I turned and kissed him softly “Now are you absolutely sure?”

He nodded and smiled. “Of course, my love. I have full trust and faith in you.”

I smiled as I watched him cover his face in shaving cream before he sat, letting me be closer to his face. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

“Breathe, schatje. You’ll do fine.” I looked in his eyes, but all I saw was pure trust which made my heart flutter.

“Yes sir,” I said softly before kissing his forehead and opening the straight razor. The process felt like it took days, but I knew that was just my nerves. For the whole time, his hand rested supportively on my hip as I kept my breathing steady and slowly slid the razor over his skin.

“Finished,” I said as I rinsed the razor and folded it shut. I wiped his face with a towel before I allowed him to stand and look in the mirror.

“This is perfect, my love,” he said as he applied his aftershave. “Thank you, schatje.” He pulled me close and kissed me, which caused me to giggle. “Oh?”

“I just need to get used to that.”

#josiewrites #my love #malakai black #aew headcannon #aew imagine #malakai black imagine

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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years

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Road Trip- Blackpool Combat Club

I fucking had to use this gif lol but this includes Bryan and Regal as well

This was Regal’s idea

He said that the factions synchronicity needed improvement

You were somewhat against it, knowing your personal space would be nonexistent for the drive

Mox had to be threatened with an ass-kicking to agree

And so did Bryan

Claudio and Yuta were the only two besides Regal to willingly agree to this adventure

You ended up taking your SUV (you were not exactly happy to be putting more miles on it)

The only person you trusted to drive your SUV was Claudio so he took it upon himself to let you relax this drive

The others didn’t take any offense to it, they knew you and Claudio were the only two who didn’t have any points on your licenses

Regal took shotgun, of course, he decided he would be the navigator

You sat right behind Regal so whenever you stopped you were able to easily escape the car

Bryan was right in the middle, he wanted to add his ten cents to the conversations up front

Yuta was sitting right behind Claudio; Mox had banished himself to the way back, still mad he had to be there

The ride at first was a comfortable silence, you were leaning on the window listening to music trying to fall asleep

But in a car with five guys you should've known sleep would be an impossible endeavor

Every time you would almost end up asleep you would suddenly be startled awake by someone poking you

After the first 5 minutes you ignored it but when it reached almost 15 minutes of poking when you were one the precipice of sleep you finally caught Mox and smacked him.

Hard.

That was the first time you had to pull over and be scolded by Regal, like a disappointed dad would his children

Eventually Mox fell asleep so you could finally get some proper rest

Before you knew it you were at the rest stop and you legs were thanking you for finally getting to stretch for a bit

When you all got back in the car it went back to being chaos, quiet never lasted long with the Blackpool Combat Club

Mox was all too content to give you and Yuta shit the whole ride whether it was poking you both when you tried to sleep, or pulling your hair, or in Yuta’s case receiving a wet Willy

When you two fought back you accidentally caught Bryan in the crossfire who then joined in on the fighting

Which in turn made Regal yell at you all, like a dad

Claudio was definitely the most patient of the pair up front but you knew he was annoyed

When you finally made it to your destination, you all were never more grateful to be out of the car and be able to get away from each other

Let's just say that there would be no more Blackpool Combat Club road trips

#aew x reader #aew headcannon #claudio castagnoli headcanon #jon moxley headcanons #wheeler yuta headcanons #william regal headcanons #bryan danielson headcanons #wrestling headcanons #aew imagine #blackpool combat club #blackpool combat club headcanon

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windhamsrotunda · 1 year

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Doing a tiktok with Christian Cage headcannon:

Author's Note: Here is a fluffy / humorous Christian headcannon that I promised you guys as of yesterday which I didn't get to do. Apologies for the late post 🤧

Warnings: None, just pure fluff and really bad humor (finally I did a headcannon without any smut lol)

"Christian, let's do a tiktok!" You cheerfully announced to your boyfriend, who was reading a book in the corner of the living room.

"Tiktok?" He asked, his blue eyes widening and his brows raised. "You know I'm too old to dance, I might either get made fun of or break something."

A laugh came out of you

"You are never too old to have a little fun with your girlfriend, come on, if I have faith in you, you should have faith in yourself!"

He flashed a little smile

"Okay, my dear. One tiktok won't hurt." He replied, setting his book down and walking over to you.

"Yay!" You jumped up and down in excitement, grabbing your phone and searched through tiktok dances before you and him started the video.

You clicked on a random tiktok, and showed it to him for his approval.

***insert tiktok video of Run It! by Chris Brown*** (y'all don't take me seriously 😭)

You watched his facial expression go from normal to amusing.

"y/n! Seriously? I can't bend down that far on my hands and shake my butt at the same time." He busted out laughing, "Hold on, I need a second."

You crossed your arms against your chest playfully, puffing out your bottom lip.

"Are you done laughing, Mr. Captain Charisma? I know the dance looks too silly, but we can try to do it." You suggested

"Fineee." He grinned, "anything for you, love. But promise me under one condition, you won't post it?"

"I promise. it'll be only for you and me to see."

You pressed the countdown button starting from 10 all the way down to 1.

*Take 1*

With Christian standing next to you, you began the dance first.

A laugh erupted out of him watching you, he attempted to bend down far to do the next step of the dance but ended up falling flat on his face.

(Poor Christian)

"Oh my God! Are you okay?"

The video stopped as soon as you asked him if he was okay.

"Yeah, told you I was gonna break something." He got up, brushing himself off with his hands and laughing it off like nothing happened.

"Take 2?"

"As long as I don't fall again, then sure, why not?"

Kissing him on the cheek, you restarted the video.

*Take 2*

Trying again, he started first.

*insert gif, pretend its Christian doing the "Run It" dance but in his version below*

"Get it, Christian!" You applauded, following his lead.

"How did we do?" Christian asked in curiosity, rubbing the back of his neck.

Showing him the video, he was in shock.

"We... we did much better." He began to say, "at least I didn't fall again,"

You playfully slapped him on the shoulder.

"Either way, you're a great dancer." Praising your boyfriend, you planted a small kiss on his lips. "You never fail to make me smile."

"Thank you y/n," he replied, softly placing his lips onto yours. "I think you are a better dancer than I am, but all I can say is that was fun."

Smiling from ear to ear, you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him once more.

"So lucky to have a man like you in my life who can put up with my silliness."

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730skull · 1 year

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hooks not an asshole on Purpose he’s just awkward as fuck guys Guys listen to me listen guys hear me out LISTEN

#hook aew #No twink with that hair is neurotypical #welcome to: Sante is autistic and headcannons all of his faves as autistic too #anyway he just like me fr #hes an asshole but in a way that’s Charmed me #Like yeah you won that fight and all but now i need you to stare menacingly into my empty autistic eyes with intense hatred #and then everything in my life will come together #he loves me (he’d drop kick me if he could)#my point isn’t what i said in the post but what i Did say in the tags #I see a man I like and go he CANNOT be NORMAL! I’ll be DAMNED!#if any of you catch me liking a wrestler and it’s the most boring neurotypical heterosexual coded man i want you to take me out back #get rid of me disney style #people are gonna be like BUT YOU LIKE HOOK…#you dont GET IT

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legit9thlunaticwarrior · 2 years

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OKAY BET now I wanna request the nsfw alphabet with Wardlow please and thanks friend

you all have no one else to blame tho i did ask for this. a lil sum to keep yall fed until i finish the chronicle. i'm slacking i know

|remember to leave feedback and i love all you heathens|

~NSFW Alphabet~ 18+ Wardlow (Michael) x fem!reader

shouts to @daddyhausen for help on a few letters

A ~ Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Cuddlebear. He knows he can be rough so taking care of you afterwards is so important to him. He loves taking care of you in the bath; the sight of you blissed out and relaxed in water gives him a sense of accomplishment. After getting you dried off, dressed (if you choose), and in bed; neither of you are going anywhere, it's snuggle time.

B ~ Body Part (favorite body part of theirs and their partner) He adores your thighs. It's one of the only places he can leave marks and not worry about people seeing them. He also will have his hand on your thigh at all times, 50/50 of if it has any sexual undertones.

C ~ Cum (i aint even gonna explain) In you. In you. In you. Watching it spill out of you and him pushing it back in with his fingers, you shuddering at the feeling and slight overstimulation is his favorite thing to do.

D ~ Dirty Secret He wouldn't mind being handcuffed for you. You taking complete control. Another time he'd like it is so he could still verbally tell you what to do (if that makes sense)

E ~ Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He know what he doing. God tier sex. Just looking at him, you know that he know's where the clit is.

F ~ Favorite Position A position he grew to love was you riding him; it sometimes then turning into him holding you against his chest and drilling into you. He is a sucker for missionary due to how he can kiss you and leave hickeys on your skin. You face down in the pillows and ass up is something he will never get enough of.

G ~ Goofy (are they serious in the moment or have a sense of humor?) When you two are trying something new, he'll try to joke around a little bit to put you at ease.

H ~ Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?) He's neatly cleaned.

I ~ Intimacy (romance levels during the deed) Even during the roughest, nastiest sex, he always checks in to make sure you're still enjoying yourself. Aside from kinky sex, he cherishes every shared touch, kiss, nail drag, and every whispered "i love you"

J ~ Jack Off (masturbation headcanon) He keeps any intimate media of you in his hiddens folder. You’re usually with him on the road but times that you can’t be, that’s his go to. The picture of you after he came in your mouth, his thumb pressed against your lips to keep his cum in your mouth, your eyes all big and innocent is one of his personal favorites.

K ~ Kink (one or more of their kinks) *scroll hitting the floor sounds* let’s see here: Dom/sub, maybe a hint of petplay, Sir and Daddy kink, degradation, praise, size kink (you saw it coming), impact play (used as an umbrella term), he loves dirty talk, phone sex, he controls when and if you cum. (donna cant type what she thinks or theres no word for it, so she's gonna cap it there... for now)

L ~ Location (favorite place to have sex) Your bedroom and the shower are his personal favorites.

M ~ Motivation (what turns them on) When you tie his hair back/just playing with it. Those mirror selfies of you in one of his merch shirts, cropped so you could see the lace lingerie underneath have him rushing home from wherever he was to absolutely wreck you. (this is such a hot concept to me)

N ~ No (what they won’t do) Semi-public sex as in ye olden days of The Inner Circle, you two almost got caught by Guevara. He's very territorial of you as well so he would not be into threesomes.

O ~ Oral (giver, receiver, or both? skilled?) You’ve seen his tongue. He fucking loves to eat you out; and he’s a professional. Waking you up from between your thighs is something he'll do if you've been apart for a while. The feeling of his beard on your sensitive skin adding to the pleasure. Like any man, he won't refuse a blowjob. How can he when you look so pretty on your knees?

P ~ Pace (rough and fast or slow and sensual?) Let me put it this way: he’s railed you so hard before that he had to carry you for two days. Though he is a very tender lover on the flippy flop. Like lay you down and just worship you.

Q ~ Quickies (what’s their opinion) He’s normally not game but if he needs it before a match, he’ll make the move. He’s more for actual sex.

R ~ Risk (are they down to experiment?) Any and all risk is done in the safety of your bedroom. He wouldn't be opposed to something like knifeplay. He's just doesn't want to do anything that will permanently scar you so it took some time to convince him you'd be okay.

S ~ Stamina (how many rounds and how long can they last?) He’s capable of 3+ rounds. He is a gentleman and can hold himself back until you’ve came. He knows you get sensitive after a bit so he, in the words of jlongbone, will wipe the white stuff off you and start again.

T ~ Toys (own them? use?) The man IS a sex toy. Tying you up is always fun for him. It’s usually you that suggests toy usage. He loved the night he tied your wrists to the bedframe and kept a vibrating dildo in you as he sat across from you and watched you shake and fall apart.

U ~ Unfair (how much do they like to tease?) The man loves to give you a taste of your own medicine. You tease him all the time, so why not do the same? Sending you the gym selfies Instagram doesn't deserve *wink wink*

V ~ Volume (how loud can they be?) Low grunts and growls mostly. His talk is louder though so you don't complain. And men grunting and growling is quite sexy if you ask me

W ~ Wildcard (random headcanon) "Hey babygirl, what's this?" Michael called from the bedroom. My jaw dropped to the floor when he held up the cat ear headband, collar, and tail buttplug. "Nothing~" He put the stuff on the bed and stalked closer to me, "Don't lie to me. Why don't you go put these on for me and I play with my pretty kitty?" he said in my ear with his hand around my neck. "Yes Sir~"

X ~ X-Ray (what’s going on under the clothes?) Big man = big dick. You feared you would never be able to take all of him when you first started having sex. He's about 7 inches and thick.

Y ~ Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Your body is a drug to him. The moment you had sex the first time, he knew he'd never get enough. You learned quickly that post-match sex in the showers would become a standard.

Z ~ ZZZ (how fast do they fall asleep after?) He has never fallen asleep until you have. He likes petting your hair and enjoying your pillow talk. He can tell you're out from your breathing and when you've stopped tracing patterns on his stomach. (i will keep inserting this anywhere i can bc i love it)

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#donna writes #donna is in love with wardlow #aew #wardlow #michael wardlow #wardaddy #wardlow x reader #wardlow headcannon #wardlow fanfiction #wardlow smut #aew smut #aew fanfiction

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unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin · 2 years

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Could I please request a yandere cm punk 🙏

Yandere CM Punk

An: I’m honestly surprised I haven’t written one for this dilf

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @cuzimacomedian @auburnwrites @damnnhausen @thesusbunny @blaquekitty @writtingrose

Phil is tired of playing games and wants a controlled relationship

He sees you as someone who would be easily manipulated

Starts off with just dating

But he shames you for how you act.

‘Do you really go out every night?’ ‘I just thought you were more responsible then this’

He’s really good at making you feel bad for making your own decisions

He doesn’t want to kidnap you as much as he wants to break you down so that you blindly agree with him

He gives me house wife kink vibes

Like, he would love to show off his little pregnant house wife that stays home and keeps the house clean

I’m talking 1950’s house wife

He would definitely spoil you though

He would kidnap you if you actually left him, but he used to threatening you when you try to

He wouldn’t physically punish you, but uses a lot of physiological punishments

He also wouldn’t kill

He would get a lot more pleasure from seeing you tell someone yourself that you want to be with him then if he did it

#aew #fanfiction #request #yandere #cm punk x reader #cm punk #headcannons #aew headcanon #yandere!cm punk

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 9 days

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Hi can you write an MJF x reader where reader is MJF wife and is sitting at the barricade at Double or nothing where he returns and mentions how he isn’t leaving AEW?

I’m so happy that MJF is back!!!

Double or Nothing

MJF x Wife Reader

MJF Masterlist Main Masterlist

It didn’t matter how many times I’d been fortunate enough to experience Max’s returns ringside. Every return was bigger and better than the last. It has been five months since I last found myself in this position. 5 months ago I sat in this exact spot cheering on my husband against his match with Joe at World’s End. I know that match didn’t end the way we wanted but that just meant his return would be ungodly. I watched Adam Cole enter the ring, devil mask in hand. It didn’t matter what he was saying, it would soon mean nothing. I couldn't help the nervous feeling in my stomach, I was internally counting down the seconds until the lights went out and the devil came home. As if on cue the lights went out. I watched Adam Cole frantically pace around the ring waiting to get jumped and yet nothing happened. Just then the video package played on the screens. I could sense the confusion in the fans. Some chanted his name while others questioned who was filming the video. It was obvious the hands were one of a female. I was the one that helped Max film it, we just had to throw them off just a bit. Just then my focus from the screen was broken when a fan yelled “Wait isn’t that MJF’s Wife!” Fuck, I got caught. I tried my best to ignore the comment as I awaited his entrance theme to play on the speakers. I thought the pop was big when Max returned at All Out back in 2022 but this was nothing in comparison. The crowd went crazy as Max made his way to the ring, ready to kill Adam Cole. For a moment it was as if Max would reunite with Cole but of course, that was false. For the past 5 months, Max hated how he allowed himself to get soft, he hated that he trusted someone other than me. Max was out for revenge. For a moment in time, some thought we would never see MJF in AEW again but AEW was his home. The other company would ruin him. Maxwell Jacob Friedman is NOT a PG guy. I couldn't help the smile on my face, he was home. The people loved him, they needed him. I can’t wait to see where this next adventure takes us.

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moxleys-whore · 9 months

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Title: Baby

Word count: 1k+

Warnings: pregnany, birth, mjf being emotional

Requested: yes

All in. The biggest event in wrestling history. And here you were, laid in a hospital holding the smallest bundle of joy ever. All the while, your husband was putting on a fantastic zero hour match and of course the main event. Of course it took hours of convincing to get Max to finally agree to still perform, even though everyone would have understood if he called out.

Max, ecstatic as ever to be a dad, looked happier than a kid on Christmas when you revealed your pregnancy to him. Somehow, he managed to look even happier at the final push and the cry of the baby. Just about bursting into tears when he finally held his baby. His attitude and usual snark was long gone, how could he be rude when the tiniest hand was wrapped around his finger?

The plan was never to give birth in London, especially not on All In week, but when does life ever comply with our plans? You and Max had arrived at London a week early, wanting to go sightseeing and explore the city as much as possible. Your baby however, had different plans and decided to come 2 weeks early. While no, you shouldn't have been traveling at 9 months pregnant, you couldn't miss your husband's big moment. Main eventing the biggest event in pro wrestling was huge, and you'd be damned if you weren't there to celebrate his win. Luckily, you were released from the hospital on Friday. Meaning you got to attend the event.

After getting through everyone wanting to see the baby you finally made it to Max's locker room where a monitor was placed for you to watch the show without having to deal with people. You settled in and waited for Max to come in. As he finally made his way to his locker room he couldn't help but smile, he's the happiest he could ever be. He has an amazing partner and a beautiful baby now, and he gets to put on 2 amazing matches with his best friend. Life is finally coming together.

Right as Max goes to open the door, a crew member calls him for his final match of the night, the main event of All In. He must have lost track of time ranting to everyone about his new family. He opens the door and pops his head in, whispering an I love you to you and the bundle of joy before blowing you a kiss and wishing you goodbye.

The match was long, but as it finally came to an end Max was filled with new energy, his usual ring attitude dropped once he remembered his family awaiting him backstage. Asking for a mic the moment he is declared the winner.

"Wow guys, I can't thank you all enough. Not only did 80,000 of you come out to support us, even more of you have shown support for me and my partner. As some of you may have known, my partner, Y/N was pregnant. And I say was because on Monday, the light of my life gave birth to the breath of my soul. I'm a dad now. I'm the world champion and a dad. I couldn't be more grateful. I came out here today and told myself that even if I lost, I still have the two most important things waiting just up that ramp. So, if you'll excuse me, I have to go celebrate and see my babies. Thank you."

Tears filled your eyes at Max's speech, not being on to typically be emotional on TV like that. Wiping your eyes you hear the door open and see a smiling Max. He rushes over to you and his sleeping baby, hugging you both as softly as he could while still managing to put all his love and adoration into it. Placing a kiss on your head and one on the baby's, he mumbles a soft "I love you".

Max couldn't be happier with his family.

#mjf headcannon #mjf x reader #maxwell jacob friedman #maxwell jacob friedman x reader #aew x reader #max would be such a cute dad

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writtingrose · 2 years

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hello again since you answered my ask yesterday and no longer do Preston Vance can I please have the headcanon of proposing to you with a ring or necklace that are inside the bath bombs with Buddy Mathews then.

You sure can hon! I hope you like it. xx

NOTE: His real name is used once

Y/N hummed to herself as she walked into the bedroom, completely unaware of him in the bathroom.

Instead, her mind was focused on the facetime date she thought they were about to have

As far as she knew, Buddy was still on the road after a delayed flight. He’d have to spend the night and catch a flight the next morning.

She’d been gutted but understood, after all it wasn’t the first time a flight messed up their plans.

She checked the time on her phone before throwing it on the bed and began to strip.

She pulled her shirt over her head as she stepped into the bathroom, facing the mirror to brush her hair.

Buddy smiled at her through the mirror from where he sat in the bath. Candles glowed and flickered on the tub and bubbles gathered around him.

She jumped as he chuckled, a hand covering her heart.

“Join me, love.” He smiled and tossed the bath bomb in his hand

A bottle of her favorite wine sat on the side of the tub, and she couldn’t help but smile as she nodded.

“I thought you were still in New York?”

He shook his head as he watched her clothes hit the ground piece by piece

“I wanted to surprise you.”

She laughed as she turned to step into the bath, settling with her back against his chest.

“It definitely worked.”

Buddy chuckled as he sat the bath bomb in the water before reaching for the bottle of wine.

“Have a glass with me. We’re celebrating.”

He refrained from following the sentence with I hope as he poured two glasses.

“Celebrating?”

Buddy nodded as she took her glass and wrapped his free hand around her.

“Need you to watch that bath bomb. Let me know when it’s all gone.”

She raised an eyebrow but nodded.

Several minutes go by as they sit in the flickering candlelight, Y/N obediently watching the bomb dissolve. All the while, Buddy is watching over her shoulder, heart thumping in his chest as the water turns a soft blue.

Just as she opens her mouth to tell him something is floating; he reaches out to grab it.

“I know this isn’t how it’s usually done but I also know you love your baths.” He takes a deep breath as she squeezes the plastic orb in his fingers before it softly pops open. “I wanted this to be extra special.”

Y/N began to question him but stopped as the candlelight flickered off the diamond ring now held in his hand.

“I want to spend my life with you, Y/N. You’re the one constant I have, and I can’t imagine losing that.” His free hand squeezed her hip as he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. “Marry me? Be my Mrs. Adams?”

Tears gathered in her eyes as she nodded and held her hand up shakily, letting him slide the band into place.

“You make me so happy.”

A half laugh half sob left her throat as she turned in his arms, now straddling him before cupping his cheeks to kiss him. “You make me happy too, Matthew.“

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#buddy matthews #aew #all elite wrestling #buddy matthews headcannon #buddy matthews x reader #all elite wrestling headcannon #aew headcannon

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daddyhausen · 2 years

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• kinktober — day sixteen : public sex — mjf •

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{ masterlist } | { kinktober 2022 }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, fem!reader, sub!reader, daddy kink, public sex, dirty talk, face slapping, mirror sex, spanking, male + female orgasms, multiple orgasms, degradation, rough sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, male masturbation, cumshots, internal cumshot, squirting, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 470

{ pairing } — fem!reader x mjf

{ genre } — smut

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{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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the kiss was heated, his lips feverish against yours

your back pressed against the bathroom door

his hand desperately trying to pry up your tight pencil skirt

it was not most private area for such intimate relations

but it would have to do

“max…” you whimpered against his lips. “we can’t-“

he cut you off with a harsh kiss, effectively silencing you for the moment

“what if we get caught?”

“we won’t if you keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut”

his words harsh with his remark

pushing his hardened cock against your inner thigh for emphasis

“face the mirror.” he demanded, giving a rather harsh slap to your cheek when you did not offer him a response in return

“face the fucking mirror” he seethed.

this time you obeyed, feeling the arousal begin to pool between your thighs

you face the mirror, watching intently as he pried your skirt up above your pretty ass

a faint whisper of a smirk was visible across his lips upon the sight

your cunt completely bare, no panties covering your modesty

“fucking slut, you knew your cunt was gonna get used today, didn’t you?”

you gave a mere whimper in return, thighs clenching together with pleasure as he spanked your plump ass

you winced at the sound, not because it hurt

more for the fact of how loud it was

you were just thankful to have locked the bathroom door previously

max freed his cock, not wasting time feasting you

he pushed his cock past your soaked folds

his thrusts were violent, vicious and oh so perfect

you braced yourself against the sink, hips backing back against his thrusts

“look at you, taking my cock like a good little slut” he growled, watching the way your face contorts with pleasure in the mirror

“fuck max-“ you cried out through. choked moan

feeling his cock in the pit of your stomach

“what happened to being quiet, dollface? my cock that good, huh?”

you could only nod in response, feeling the ball of arousal swell in your stomach as he buried himself to the hilt

“you’re nothing but a stupid little cockslut, i own you. i own this pussy”

you only responded in a chorus of resounding yeses

your walls clenching around his thick cock

orgasm exploding around his cock

he was not long to follow suit, coating your walls with his seed

he pulled out quickly, admiring the way his cum seeped from your folds

“stay still” he demanded once more

keeping a hand on your hip, the other jerking off his size

“max…” you whined, thoroughly fucked out to even form complete sentences

“hold on, doll…i’m almost there”

“fuck-“ he gave a final grunt, hot ropes of cum splashing against your plump ass

painting your skin white with his seed.

“get yourself cleaned up doll”

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#{ my fics : 🤍 }#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #mjf #mjf headcannon #mjf smut #mjf imagine #maxwell jacob friedman x reader #mjf x reader #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #aew wrestling

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