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aalyssah · 1 year

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Mistake -P3-

Mistake -P1- Mistake -P2- Mistake -P3 (This!) Mistake -P4-

Pairing: Finn Balor x Seth Rollins x Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst.

Word Count: 2,084

Summary: You confront Seth after his confession, which leads to problems. (Sorry if the summary sucked!)

A/N: One more Part! I’m sorry I’m taking so long to upload the parts, please just stick with me! Hope You Enjoy!

What? Is he serious?

Seth Rollins, the same man who broke your heart, the same man that chose his ex over you, the same man that ruined a special title shot for you, is admitting to liking you still.

Your mouth dropped open as you looked at him. "What?" He let out a sigh, knowing it would take time. "I still want you, Y/n. I realized my mistake and I'm trying to get better. Give me another chance." He begged, grabbing your hands.

You looked down at them before thinking. You love Finn, you can't go back to him. You slowly took your hands out his. "Seth, I love Finn. You had your chance and now that you messed it up, I'm moving on." He looked down in defeat.

"I know, but I was stupid. I wasn't thinking at the time. I was young!" Excuse after excuse, nothing was gonna change your answer. "Seth, we can be friends, but nothing more." You answer lastly before getting up to leave, but you were stopped and grabbed.

Seth spun you around before kissing you. You were so shocked you couldn't even push him away. You stood there, frozen. What you didn't know was that the door was slightly open and a picture was taken...

You finally got your senses back and pushed him away. "SETH? WHAT THE FUCK?!" You never cuss. That was how he knew you were mad. "I-I'm sorry I thought-" You cut him off, slapping him. "I love Finn! Not you. You messed up, Seth Rollins!"

You feel ashamed when you say you felt something. You missed his lips in your's, but you were with Finn. He doesn't have to know about this. Right?

You walked out feeling tears come to your eyes. You thought that tune was over him, but clearly all it took was a kiss. You went to the bathroom and wiped your tears.

He messed up badly.

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You were hanging out in the catering with everyone that was congratulating you on your return and your relationship with Finn. You sat with some of your old friends: Bayley, Becky, Bianca, Charlotte, and Sasha. "Girl, I haven't seen him this happy since he won his first title." Bayley said. It was probably true, considering they used to be a tag team.

You smiled at the fact you could make him that happy. "I try too." You said, smiling. All of a sudden, hands covered your eyes making you jump. "Guess who?" That Irish accent gave it away too easily. "Hmm, Becky?" You heard a gasp across the table. "Hey! I might be, The Man, but I don't sound like one!" She defended making others laugh.

Finn uncovered your eyes and kissed your cheek before sitting next to you. "So." He started off. "So?" You said you were confused. "What did Seth say to you?" You thought for a second before rolling your eyes. "Oh my god, he literally had the audacity to say he still loved me. I was like you had your chance and now that Finn has taken your place doesn't mean you can try to get your spot back."

You didn't tell him about the whole kissing incident because he looked so happy.

Others nodded their heads in agreement. "He wants you to leave me, for him, after breaking his heart?" He asked, trying to understand this. "Yeah, but I told him that I love you and we can still be friends." Finn nodded his head, not minding that. Clapping could be heard at the entrance as everyone turned and looked.

It was no other than Baron Corbin. You rolled your eyes, mumbling, 'Ignore him.' "Y/n, Finn, how are y'all today?" Finn stared at him, with anger. "Baron, please leave us alone." You asked nicely. "Why? I'm not here to start arguments. I'm here to talk about y'all." Baron being happy? Absolutely not. "Baron please leave-" Baron began to talk over you. "Y/n why are you behind so mean-"

Finn stood up, getting in Baron's face while you held on his bicep. "You heard the lady. Leave us." Baron rolled before turning around to leave. "You'll see, don't disrespect me!" You and Finn laughed before brushing him off.

He wasn't gonna do anything.

Or was he?

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It was time for Smackdown and you sat in the locker room, watching Finn get ready for his match. "Love, do you think you can do my back for me?" You smiled, getting up and frBb the paint brush. "Do whatever you'd like." You thought for a second before starting your painting. The TV was on as music played through the arena. It was Seth.

He walked to the commentary table before sitting down. You guess he's gonna be the special guest commentator. Finn's match was up first as Staff members came to the door. "You wanna come out?" You nodded your head before intertwining your hands together and walking out. Fans cheered as you two walked out together.

It seemed they loved you two together. You gave Finn a good luck kiss before going at ringside. The match was going well. Finn was beating his opponent before hitting his finisher and winning. You got in the ring, jumping in his arms, not caring about the paint, getting all over your clothes.

"You did so good, babe!" He smiled before celebrating his victory. You two walked backstage. "Hey, you can go wash up, I gotta go talk to Vince." He kissed your cheek before sending you on. You walked in and saw Baron sitting there. "Hello, Y/n Vince greeted you, shaking your hand.

"Hello Sir, what can I do for you?" You said, sitting down in the chair. "I want to talk to you about upcoming plans for your career, but first can you put your things on the desk. I just don't want you distracted or recording any of this." You agreed instantly and took your phone and things out your pocket and sat them down on the desk.

You two talked about things and you didn't even notice, Baron taking your phone. "Sorry to interrupt you Sir, but may I use the bathroom." Vince waved his hand before continuing.

Baron went to the bathroom and did things with your phone. He came back in after 15 minutes and sneakily placed your phone back in its spot. You'll never know. "Okay, I can do that!" You agreed to Vince before getting your things. "Thank you, Sir. I won't let you down." You left the room and went back to Finn.

You and Finn went home without a problem.

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It was the time for Monday Night Raw and you had a match. You were nervous because this would be your second match after taking a break and you would have to fight, Nia Jax. Fellow co-workers would tell you about how dangerous she is in the ring and how careful you would have to be. She was a powerhouse after all.

"Are you ready for tonight?" Finn asked, spraying cologne on his neck. "Kind of, I'm just nervous." You said, lacing up your boots. "Don't be, I know you'll do great, and even if you do lose, you're still a winner in my books." He smiled, hugging you. "Thank you for supporting me, baby." You laid your head back, against his shoulder.

"Of course, I'm gonna support you like a boyfriend should." You thought back to Seth, but shook your head. "Imma go stretch." You walked pro, not letting him get another word in. On your way to the area, Baron stopped you. "Good luck in your match, Y/n." He actually looked happy. His smile didn't match his eyes at all.

He looked like he had something planned. "What are you planning, Corbin?" You crossed your arms not believing him. "What? I'm not planning anything. I'm just being a supportive coworker." He said, holding his hands up in defense. "Don't make me go get Finn." You pointed your index finger at him. "You have to worry about having him after this match."

What?

What doesn't he mean by that? "What are you talking about?" Baron brushed his statement. "Y/n! You're up!" Great, he distracted you. You didn't even have time to stretch. You walked to the gorilla and made your entrance.

You fought a hard match against Nia and you ended up getting the win. It drained you physically fighting her, but she wouldn't give up. Finn came out, clapping before getting in the ring. He kissed you and raised your hand up in victory.

Baron's lucid played around the arena making you groan. He always had to ruin the moment, did he?

He came out smiling, with a microphone in his hand., stalking to the ring. He began clapping. "Good job in your win, Y/n. You looked really good out here." Finn took his jacket off, ready to fight. He was really getting tired of him. "Woah, woah, woah, Irish Man! Slow down!" Baron said backing up.

"You don't wanna fight me, trust me! I've got something you want to see." Finn calmed down waiting for him. You handed him a mic. "Show me then!" Baron smiled happily before getting in the ring. "Well, your little girlfriend over there isn't really in love with you, like she says she is."

Your brows furrowed in confusion, wondering what he was talking about. “You see, she hasn’t been telling you everything about her little Ex-boyfriend, Seth.” ‘Ooo’s’ were heard around the arena as he said that. You still didn’t understand what he was talking about. You barely talked to Seth.

“Get on with it Corbin, before I beat your ass!” Finn threatened. He sounded mad. “Alright, let’s start off with the messages.” Messages? What messages? You thought. On the big screen, it was a picture of your messages from Seth. “Yesterday, Y/n, texted Seth: ‘Hey Seth, I just wanted to say I enjoyed last night.” Finn looked at the titantron, reading the messages.

Was this true? He thought. “Oh, and what about a week ago? She said, ‘We can’t tell Finn what we did! It was only a one time thing.’” He mocked, using a girl's voice. Finn couldn’t tell if he should be mad or sad.

“Burn It Down!”

Great, here comes Seth. It’s just what we needed to add more fuel to the fire. Seth came into the ring looking at Corbin. “Corbin, what the hell are you talking about? I didn’t text Seth that?!” You protested confusingly. “Then what are the messages?!” The sudden outburst from Finn made you jump. He’s never yelled at you before.

“I don’t know? I didn’t have my phone on me!” You really didn’t understand what was happening. “You obviously texted him all this! You knew what happened. And you!” He pointed at Seth. “You that desperate, you come and mess with my girl!” Seth looked at Finn, offended. “Look man, if I wanted her, I could have her.

Your mouth dropped open as Finn held himself back from beating Seth. “Oh wait, before we finish this, you all wanna see this.” Baron clicked a button and a picture showed up. It was a picture of you and Seth kissing in his locker room.

Finn got in Seth’s face and began arguing while Baron sat in the back smiling. You stood in the corner shocked at everything, feeling tears drop on your cheeks.

(Pretend The Miz is Baron)

“Are you serious? You're so insecure, you're trying to take my lady!?” Finn yelled at Seth. “I don’t need to take your lady because it’s obvious that she wants me!” That was it for Finn. He jumped on him and the two began fighting. They threw hard punches at each other while referees came from backstage trying to pry them off each other.

After they separated them apart you grabbed Finn’s arm. “Finn calm down!” Finn’s head snapped back at you. “Calm down? You want me to calm down after you kissed your ex?!” You sighed, wishing you told him about it from the beginning. Finn didn’t let you get a word in before leaving the ring, leaving you and Seth there.

Seth, picked up a microphone before speaking. “Finn, since we both want the lady, how about You vs Me for, Y/n. Next week!” The crowd cheered as Finn shook his head.

“Challenge accepted!”

You couldn’t believe what was happening all in one night.

#seth rollins #seth rollins angst #seth rollins imagine #seth rollins smut #seth rollins x reader #finn balor x reader #finn balor #finn balor angst #finn balor imagine #wwe angst #wwe imagine #wwe smut #baron corbin

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of-twilight-and-moonshadow · 1 year

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WWE Masterlist

Fluff = 💕 (count: 12)

Smut = 💦 (count: 0)

Angst = 💔 (count: 2)

Main Roster - Smackdown / Raw

Baron Corbin - Safe 💕

Roman Reigns - Always Have, Always Will 💕

Seth Rollins - Too Little, Too Late 💔

Finn Balor / Fergal Devitt - Luck in Love 💕

NXT

Adam Cole - Never Should’ve Let You Go 💕

-------- Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

Kyle O’Reilly - Cookie Dough Kisses 💕

NXT UK

Marcel Barthel - Always There 💕

Marcel Barthel, Fabian Aichner - What’s Mine 💕

Tyler Bate - Perfect Chance💕

Trent Seven - Notice Me 💕

#masterlist #wwe #x reader #reader insert #imagine #adam cole #baron corbin #roman reigns #marcel barthel #tyler bate #trent seven #to be continued #NXT #NXT UK #Kyle O'Reilly #seth rollins #finn balor #fergal devitt

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claymorexpunisher · 1 year

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Baron Corbin Masterlist:

(Key: Smut, Fluff, Angst, H: Humor)

-Bow Down (S) (Tumblr Link)

-Make Me (S) (Tumblr Link)

-More Than I Bargained For… (S) (Tumblr Link)

-Not A Single Drop (S) (Tumblr Link)

-What’re You Gonna Do About It? (S) (Tumblr Link)

#baron corbin #baron corbin masterlist #fanfic masterlist #fan fiction masterlist #fanfic masterpost

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dirtywrestling · 9 months

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Corey Graves - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

Series:

None

One Shots:

Pleasing Royalty - Featuring Baron Corbin -💦

Summary: After beating Matt Riddle out of smackdown both King Corbin and Corey show Simon submitting to Smackdown royalty reaps rewards. (Commission, 18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

#corey graves #wwe corey graves #corey graves oneshot #wwe fanfic #18+ blog #wrestling blog #dirty wrestling #wwe #wrestling #wrestling imagines #wwe blog #corey graves fanfic #corey graves x you #corey graves x reader #corey graves x y/n

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helplessly-nonstop · 4 years

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Slip of Ice (A. Black smut)

It’s that time of year again, folks! Chrismuts for us all in the WWE fandom! I originally had the 21st but due to complications, I switched day! Shout out to @toxiicpop for putting together one of the strongest bands of writers imagined! Without them and my wonderful counterparts in the Discord, I wouldn’t be here! anyway, here’s my contribution to @25daysofchrismuts!

OC, Highness, just wants to have a normal Christmas time with her best friends but when Charlotte lets it slip that the two are in love with her, she freaks and thankfully, Aleister is there to take her to the hospital.

WC: 5,651 words

Warnings: smut, broken ankle, voyeurism (hi discord chat!!!) unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, you lil shits), vaginal sex, riding, fingering, uh, yeah

I slipped into the Performance Center and glanced around with a small sigh. Baron and Aleister wasn’t here tonight, which meant that I was all alone for the night. Bayley tackled me in a hug and I groaned with the force of it before she chirped, ”Guess what, guess what, guess what!”

I couldn’t help but smile at the young brunette. She was like a little sister to me and always had so much energy. Some days it felt like I couldn’t keep up with the energetic woman, but she somehow always managed to change my mind in a matter of minutes. Who knew, maybe today wouldn’t be so bad without my two best friends.

“What are we doing today, Bails?” I asked as we made our way to the ring. She grinned and shouted, ”Christmas decorating!” I stopped short. I’m sorry, what?

I had been working at WWE for a little under a year now and this was the first time that I saw how the Performance Center organized for the holidays. Christmas, for the longest time, was a hit or miss situation in my family; either it went excellent or all hell rained loose at my house. If I was being honest, I didn’t think that the PC decorated for Christmas, considering that most of the people who worked around here were usually frowning or screeching their heads off. Huh. Who knew?

“Stephanie is practically holding us at gunpoint since we didn’t get the decorations up before the first of December.” she informed me as we joined the rest of the Superstars there for the day. My eyes widened then I asked, ”Wait, is that why Baron and Aleister aren’t here?” She stopped momentarily, almost as if she was considering her answer wisely, and answered, ”Something like that.” And with that, she joined the rest of the Four Horsewomen, leaving me alone.

I groaned and drug a basket labeled,’Ribbons for turnbuckles’ over to the ring. Tossing it onto the apron, I climbed inside and begun thinking of a pattern to do these green and red nightmares in before Stephanie called out my name followed by a color sequence. I nodded in acknowledgment and started to wrap the black turnbuckles in scarlet and emerald.

Once I reached the top one, I pulled the ends of the two colors together and wrapped them into a tight bow. Finn clapped his hands together at my decoration and praised, ”Not bad, Highness. I think Steph likes them.” We turned to the boss woman who nodded in agreement with what the Irish man offered and I asked, ”You want to help me finish it then?”

He grabbed two more rolls of the different colors then walked to the opposite side of the ring before starting to wrap the other turnbuckles identical to how I had the first one done. I glanced around quickly then spotted Banks near the radio and yelled, ”Sasha, turn on some Christmas music, man!” She grinned and cracked the volume dial up as high as it was allowed then flipped the switch, Carol of the Bells ringing back to us.

I hummed along idly and I started my last thing of ribbons when my phone buzzed in my back pocket. I pulled it out and a smile broke across my face when I saw who was calling. Quickly answering, I held the phone to my ear and chirped, ”Hi!” Baron’s small chuckle greeted me in return then he stated, ”Hey. How’s the PC?”

I glanced around the building at his words and smiled when I saw the wonderful holiday chaos. Kevin and Sami were wrapped up in garland, Carmella and Truth held an end each for a large pole with numerous sized Christmas bulbs hanging on said object, while Braun and Xavier, who was on Big E’s shoulders, helped each other set up the tree, that was at least ten feet tall. Bayley and Sasha were organizing an evil looking snowman army while Alexa Bliss chased poor Adam Cole around with an Elf on the Shelf, the NXT champion shrieking in protest.

I laughed and finally answered when Baron called my name, ”It’s going great. I’m sad that you’re not here with us though. I miss you.” Oh no. Why would you say that, stupid? He stopped for a moment and at first, I thought he had hung up on me, only for him to respond, ”I know, baby doll. I miss you too. But I’ll be home soon, okay?”

Baby doll? Baron had never given me a nickname, an endearment was a big step. But nevertheless, it made me sigh with delight then I murmured, ”I know. See you soon?” He laughed and I could see him nod as he retorted, ”Yeah. See you soon.” And with that, he hung up, leaving me with a stupid smile across my face. Nia settled on the apron as I finished up the ribbons then pointed out, ”Someone is happy. What gives? Who’s the dude?”

Her series of questions drawled in some of the other girls who began grilling me about my now red cheeks then I held up a hand and insisted,”It was just Baron.”

“Corbin? You do know that he and Black are at odds with each other, right?” Charlotte asked, leaning against the apron as she buffed her nails. I turned with a frown, interested in the new information before Stephanie called me over. I held up a hand then looked down at my blonde friend and asked,”What are you talking about?”

Sasha snickered and patted me on the arm then she observed,”Highness, you must be blind if you can’t see it.” My eyebrows furrowed together but before I could question them further, Steph called my name again and I groaned then stared at them as I stressed,”This isn’t over yet, alright?” The older woman smiled at me as I approached her then she handed me something that wasn’t unfamiliar to me. Mistletoe.

“Stephanie, do you really think I’m the right person to hang this? I mean…” She waved me off then insisted,”Nonsense. You can do it, champ. Just grab a chair and hang it wherever you want it.” I smiled softly then took the small plant and made my way towards the main entrance, snagging a chair from a table I passed by.

I climbed on top of the chair then steadied myself before attaching the small plant to the hook. I smiled at my work then turned to come down, only to step on my loose shoelace, beginning to tumble off the chair with a squeak. Someone pulled me into their grasp and I peeked an eye open, breathing a sigh of relief when I noticed who had rescued me.

“You told me you weren’t in town.” I accused, narrowing my eyes at the person holding me.

“In my defense, I wanted to surprise you. Did I?” Aleister asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I pursed my lips and muttered, “Yeah, you surprised me. Would you mind letting me down now?” He gave a small laugh then replied, “I suppose so. You shouldn’t stand on a chair, you never know who’s around to save you.” I nodded in understanding then he placed me on my feet with a brush of fingers to my hair.

He glanced upwards then murmured, “We’re standing underneath the mistletoe. Do you know what that means?” My fingers tightened into the sides of his shirt then I leaned forward as I asked, “You’re going to kiss me under the mistletoe then?” He gave a small nod and began to lean downwards to meet me halfway, only for Bayley to interrupt us.

“Highness, someone wants you outside.” my friend called out to me and I turned with a confused expression. Why couldn’t that person come inside and see me if it was so important? I glanced over my shoulder to Aleister then rushed out, “I’ll be right back, I just need to go see who it is.”

“I’d be more than happy to join you outside.”he offered, sliding closer to me. I stretched a hand out to him and he quickly accepted it, leading me outside. I glanced out the door and frowned when I realized that no one was out front.

“Okay, this isn’t funny. I’m really annoyed right now.” I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Baby doll.” I froze at his voice and turned, surprised to see Baron standing there. I stared at him for a moment then rushed to him, jumping into his arms. He jerked me into a tight hug as my legs circled his waist, causing his leather jacket to squeak.

“You told me that you were in Kansas for a visit with your mom.” I muttered into his neck with a pout. He gave a small laugh then replied, “I just wanted to surprise you, baby doll. I knew you were coming back from the road so, here I am.” I glanced over my shoulder and asked, “It kinda feels like you guys orchestrated this.” Baron looked over my head to see a now scowling Aleister Black, with his fists clenched by his sides.

“I’m afraid not. When Charlotte told me that you were coming home, I figured that you had been roped into the holiday decorating for the Performance Center, as everyone else is.” Aleister informed me, smoothing down the front and sides of his shirt from where I had crinkled the silk of the material. Baron allowed me to slide to my feet then I gave a sheepish smile before I replied, “Oh… I’m sorry about your shirt, I didn’t mean to crinkle it inside.”

“That’s alright. I’m just upset that we didn’t get to kiss, Princess.” Aleister said casually, flickering his dark gaze up to Baron.

Out of the corner of my eye, I took notice of Baron tensing and my blood ran cold. Why did I care what he thought? It was just a kiss under the mistletoe but I felt like I needed to emphasize that to my taller best friend.

“We’ve got a show tomorrow and Tuesday and I need to talk with Hunter to see what he’s thinking for this match.” Baron stated as he walked past me. I reached for the hem of his jacket but he brushed me off, muttering, “I’ll see you later, Highness.” My mouth fell open as he walked inside then Aleister asked, “Are you okay, love?”

“You know, I think I’m just going to head back to the hotel. I’ve got to deal with a few things, so… yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow, Aleister.”

Tomorrow rolled around, with us being flown to Michigan for the show and I had a match with Charlotte, of all people. I, unfortunately, hadn’t been able to talk with her about what she meant when she said that Baron and Aleister had been fighting. And boy did she take advantage of that in our match.

“You know that they’re fighting over you, right? Vying for your attention, desperate for you to date them and not the other. Poor you, I guess.”she informed me as I grappled against her hold. I paused at the admission then I snapped, “You’re lying, quit trying to get in my head.”

“Highness, I just wanted you to know. I care a lot about you and I know how hard it is to choose between the people you love. Just don’t let it get to you too much. You’re a smart girl.” I struggled in her grasp then she immediately took advantage of my distraction to slam me into the mat before twisting into her Figure Eight. I didn’t even bother fighting it, instead, I tapped out the moment she applied the pressure.

I rolled out of the ring and limped up the ramp, with my hands pressed tightly to my forehead to sell my disappointment of losing. But the information had my head spinning: was Charlotte telling the truth? I stumbled into the backstage and Bayley reached a hand out to steady me as she asked, “What the hell did Charlotte say to you? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“She said that Aleister and Baron are fighting for my affection like some stupid love triangle movie bullshit.” I muttered as she led me to a chair. My head fell between my knees before I groaned, muttering, “I can’t believe this. What am I going to do now? I can’t just reject them!”

“Reject who?” My head jerked up and Aleister tilted his head at me for an answer. Of course it would be him to overhear my turmoil. I stumbled to my feet then muttered, “No one, it doesn’t matter.”

“It kind of feels like it matters. Is everything alright?” Aleister asked as I began to make my way towards the exit for a breath of fresh air. I glanced over my shoulder and informed him, “It’s nothing, really. I’m fine, Aleister, please, just go back inside, I want to be alone.” He gave me an unsure glance then urged, “Please, just talk to me, okay? Please, I promise I won’t judge you.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes as I replied, “Last I checked, I never cared what anyone thought of me so being judged really doesn’t bother me. But what does bother me is the fact that you won’t leave me alone. So please, just go away.”

“Highness, wait, please!” I jerked away from him when he reached for my arm as I walked out the side door, eager to reach my car. As I pulled away, I slipped on a patch of ice, my ankle twisting at an awkward angle with an awful crack. Aleister tried to grab me by my forearms, only to miss me by mere inches.

I let out a small, shuddering breath then tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as he crouched beside me. Tender fingers cradled my ankle and I jerked against the touch with a cry, the tears now beginning to trickle down my cheeks, “Don’t touch it, you twat! It hurts!” Aleister nodded in understanding then informed me, “I’m going to pick you up, just hold still, okay?” With a small nod, he scooped me into his arms bridal style then carried me to my car and murmured, “Okay, unlock your car so I can put you in the passenger seat.”

“Where are you taking me?” I murmured after doing what he asked. He gave a small sigh and slid me inside as he answered, “To the hospital. There’s no point in taking you to the trainer if it is broken because they’ll just send you there. So, we’re skipping over that and just going to the big professionals.”

I buckled myself up then crossed my arms over my chest. This was not how I wanted my Christmas time to go. But it was Michigan, of course there was going to be ice outside. Aleister slid into the driver’s seat and cranked the engine over before turning the heat on, the Detroit winter air already creeping in on us. I stared at his profile for a bit then jerked my head away when his eyes flickered towards me with an inquisitive look.

“So, who was the person you were going to reject?”he asked casually and I jerked my head up to look at him. He glanced at me then turned his attention back to the road as he replied, “Of course, you don’t have to tell me, I would just like to know if I’m still in the running for your affections.”

I paused at his admission then murmured, “Please tell me you’re joking.” Deep down though, I knew that he was serious. Aleister pressed gently on the brakes as we approached a red light and he said, “My love, I don’t joke about the way that I feel. You don’t have to decide on the way you feel now or even a month later. But I will feel the same either way.”

“Look, it’s not that I don’t feel the same, trust me. It’s just… what about Baron? What do I say to him?” I asked, shifting in my seat to face him. He gave a small sigh then glanced over at me as he answered, “That is something that only you can answer, Highness. Why don’t you find some Christmas music, so we’re not sitting awkwardly in silence?”

I reached forward and turned up the volume, knowing that I had the newest Pentatonix Christmas album in the CD player. I leaned forward and untied my shoe before gingerly peeling the footwear away from my tender foot. Aleister took another turn, obviously following the road signs that instructed him which area the hospital was located, then he asked, “Is it swollen?”

“To the size of a grapefruit.” I answered as I lowered my foot once again. He nodded in understanding then pulled into the half-full parking lot. Half of my mind joked that the hospital should have been busier since it was the holidays, while the other half was ecstatic to get in and out of the ER as quickly as possible.

“Do you want me to carry you inside then put you in a wheelchair or would you rather wait in the car while I go get one for you?” Aleister asked, fingers hovering over the keys as he waited for my reply. I sighed softly then answered, “You might as well carry me inside, there’s no need to leave the car running longer than needed.” He nodded in understanding and killed the car then hurried around to carry me.

He carried me in silence and the moment that we entered the hospital, the nurse running the front desk glanced up to greet us, only for surprise to overtake her expression as she yelped, “Oh my! Let me help you!” She rushed over and pushed a wheelchair to us, stating, “It seems like you have a bit of an issue.”

“Yeah, the ice apparently had it out for me.” I muttered, annoyed as Aleister rolled me into the waiting room. She nodded in understanding then said, “Yes, well, that does seem to be a common problem around this time of year. I’ll get you some paperwork to fill out then a nurse will come to get you to put you in a room, dear.” I gave a small mumble of thanks before Aleister pushed me towards the corner of the waiting room then he claimed a chair beside me as he stated, “If you wanted to spend time with me during the holidays, all you had to do was ask, Highness.” I narrowed my eyes then turned to glare at him as I replied, “Trust me, this is not my idea of fun, Aleister. And this was definitely not a tactic to get you to spend more time with me.”

“It’s called a joke, Princess, I do hope you’ll learn what that is one day.” I scoffed at his response and replied, “Oh, I’m the one who needs to learn what a joke is? That’s real rich coming from the guy who has maybe smiled twice in November. I don’t even think I’ve seen you smile at all in December and it’s halfway through the month.” He pursed his lips at me then replied, “I’m not even going to dignify that with an answer.” I shrugged and finished my paperwork, eager to get my ankle x rayed so I could go back to my hotel room then sleep until Christmas rolled around in eight days.

Thankfully the nurse in charge of placing people in specific rooms was quick and diligent, with a time estimate of about fifteen minutes until the nurse practitioner arrived to take me to my assigned room. Aleister helped me out of the wheelchair then set me on the bed before claiming the chair beside me.

I shifted until I got as comfortable as I could manage then began to zone out, allowing my thoughts to run rampant. I briefly wondered what Aleister was doing then a random thought came to mind and the words fell out, “Are people who watch porn voyeurs?” Aleister lifted his head slowly from where he was staring at his phone then stated, “I’m not sure I follow.” I let out a small sigh then considered my next words carefully before I began to explain what I meant, “Okay voyeurs are people who get off by watching people have sex, right?”

He nodded once again, urging me to continue, “Well people who watch porn typically get off when watching it. So technically, aren’t all people who watch porn voyeurs?” Aleister stared at me for a moment then set down his phone as he stated, “Sometimes you really make me wonder what is going on inside that mind of yours.”

I laughed and reached for the remote, eager to find a good Christmas movie to watch while we waited for the doctor to arrive. I quickly landed on Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, which caused me to grin with delight. As I grew up, this was always a family favorite to watch when December finally rolled around and it would always hold a special place in my heart.

Twenty minutes passed, as the nurse predicted, then the doctor who would take me to x-ray arrived, clearly prepared to finish his shift. The tests were run quickly and just as I had feared, I had broken the talus. He gave me a boot to walk in until I got to an orthopedic doctor. Aleister glanced up

inquisitively as I hobbled back into the room with my discharge papers then asked, “So how’s the ankle, Highness?”

“Broken, as expected. I’ve gotta say though, I was not expecting my holiday to go like this.” He nodded in understanding then chirped, “Come on, Princess, let’s get you back to your hotel room so you can get home to your family on time.” He wrapped an arm around my waist to help ease the strain that I had against my ankle.

I nodded in agreement then he helped back to the car, where the Christmas music in my ears lifted my half shattered spirits a bit. We returned to the hotel and somehow managed to avoid the incoming snowstorm that was about to strike over Detroit. He helped me into the elevator and into my room where I hobbled to my bed, eager to get the heavy boot off so I could elevate and ice the now broken talus in my right ankle.

“Okay, my love, are you settled in?” Aleister asked, sitting at the foot of the bed. I gave a small nod and he began to leave, only for me to catch his hand as he walked past me. He glanced down at me inquisitively then I stated, “Listen… I wanted to thank you. I know you were supposed to go back home for your holidays but instead, you helped my clumsy ass go to the emergency room to prove that I had a broken ankle. Not a lot of people would’ve done that for me, so I really appreciate that. Thank you.”

He stared down at me for a split second then sat down as he murmured, “Well, there is a way that I’ll accept an apology from you for sticking around instead of going home and leaving you by your lonesome self. But only if you agree.” My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion then he traced his thumb over my bottom lip, his dark eyes following the motion. I lifted my gaze and asked quietly, “You still want to kiss me, even though I’ve made the past few hours of your life an actual nightmare by having you lug me around like a sack of potatoes?”

“My love, I will always want to kiss you, no matter what I do for you. The only question is, do you want me to kiss you?” Aleister murmured, lifting my chin upwards with two fingers. I licked my lips and whispered, “I’d let you do so much more than kiss me.” He closed the gap between us then I tangled my hand in the front of his shirt before pushing him onto the mattress so I could climb into his lap. He gave a small laugh then chirped, “Oh someone’s eager for it.”

My gaze narrowed at his comment before I grinded downwards, drawing a gasp from him, and I warned, “Watch it before I kick you out and you’re left with a hard on for Christmas.” Aleister laughed at my threat but let his hands flop to the mattress as he encouraged, “Oh please, don’t, my love. I promise you I’m not making fun of you for being eager. Hell, I think that makes you all the more beautiful. But go on, take what you want, Highness.” I tugged his shirt off then allowed my nails to scrape down his chest, causing his skin to prickle underneath my touch as I reached the button of his jeans.

“You’re sure you’re okay with this?” I asked, waiting for his answer. Aleister flicked his gaze up to mine then murmured, “This is going to be a Christmas gift no one will ever be able to beat, my love. So please, unbuckle my jeans and ride me.” I did as he encouraged then struggled out of my own outfit, thankful that my ring gear wasn’t overly complicated to take off. He clasped one hand over my hip while the other slid between us, clearly seeking the wet thatch of curls between my thighs.

I sighed at the first brush of his fingers then he murmured, “You’re already so wet for me, love. I told you that you were excited.” I licked my lips and replied, “Actually, you used the word eager.” Aleister raised an eyebrow at my correction before he shook his head and replied, “Why, yes of course, Your Highness, I am sorry that I got my own sentence wrong.” I laughed quietly then rocked against his fingers before wrapping my hand around his cock. He groaned at the first touch and his eyes fluttered closed as he muttered, “You are an evil woman, Highness. Are you going to fuck me now?”

I wrapped my other hand around his wrist and pulled his hand around, eager to guide the head of his dick to my entrance. Flickering my eyes up to him, I asked quietly, “Are you sure that you want this?” Aleister groaned then hissed, “You stubborn woman, I already told you, I’m ready for the best damn Christmas present you could give a man.” I slid down his member and a growl rumbled through his chest and I damn near purred at the sound. It was undeniable to anyone with ears that Aleister’s voice was like music, just the right sound to make your day unforgettable.

I raised my hips slowly then sunk back down with a small sigh, eyes fluttering when his hips jerked slightly. I rode him steadily but never fast enough to jostle either of us. Whether it was my brain trying to avoid crushing him with my weight or to prevent jostling my ankle, I wasn’t entirely sure which.

“Come on,Highness, you can do better than that. Bounce on my cock, lovely.” Aleister encouraged, gripping my hips as I rocked downwards. I gave a small huff then replied, “I’m trying my best, okay? I’ve got a broken ankle and you’re not exactly helping me out.” He laughed in response and chirped, “Oh, I’m sorry, but weren’t you the one who climbed in my lap ? Because I do distinctly remember that.”

“Ugh, you’re such an evil bastard. You probably couldn’t fuck me right, anyway.” Out of all the stupid things that could have flown out of my mouth at that moment, of fucking course it would be that. Dark eyes narrowed and his tattooed fingers tightened around my hips as he asked, “Is that so? You don’t think I can fuck you until you’re gasping for air and pleading with me to slow down so you can get a cohesive thought through your pretty mind?”

My teeth sunk into my bottom lip at the imagery that flowed through my head then I traced his clenched jawline with a single digit before I murmured, “Baron would’ve insisted on fucking me instead of me riding him.” His upper lip curled with his distaste for my comment then he cradled the inside of my right knee, careful not to hit my ankle, before slamming me onto my back. He pinned my injured leg to the bed with his own then gathered my hands into his grasp, pressing them above my head.

“I’m going to make you regret ever mentioning that bastard in this bedroom, lovely.”he warned before snapping his hips up to mine. I arched in his hold with a delighted cry then

“Oh god, I need it please!” I sobbed, nails digging into his side and shoulder, his tattoos barely hiding the crescents that the scratches had left behind.

“Yeah? Highness needs my dick harder? Little Princess has made it to the Naughty List but maybe if she’s good enough, I’ll put in a word for her with the Big Man.” Aleister murmured, before clamping his teeth down on my shoulder. My hips jerked against his hold then I pleaded, “I can be good, I promise, please!”

A knock sounded at the door then someone called inside, “Highness, do you think we can talk for a bit? I really need to talk to you about something.” We froze at the sound of Baron’s voice then I started to push at Aleister’s chest, hissing, “Move, I have to send him away.”

He stared at me for a moment then a devious look overtook his handsome features before he called out to Baron, “The door is open!” My eyes widened when I realized what he had began to plot in the milliseconds that had just passed then he grinded upwards, drawing a soft cry from me. Baron turned the corner into the bedroom area then froze at the sight that greeted him.

“What the actual fuck?” Corbin hissed, eyes narrowed at us. I glanced over Aleister’s shoulder and immediately took notice of the way that Baron looked in the light of the Christmas tree that was on the desk beside him. It was almost criminal how good he looked in the reds, greens, and blues that the lights offered up.

Aleister flicked his gaze to the taller man then admitted, “She’s the prettiest damn Christmas present you could ask for, isn’t that right, Corbin? If you’re good enough and keep that big mouth of yours shut, I’ll let you watch her.” My best friend met my gaze then questioned, “Is that okay with you?”

“I don’t care, please, I just want to come already!” I snapped, allowing my head to fall onto the pillow behind me. Aleister laughed quietly at my urgency then kissed the underneath of my jawline, sucking a hickey into the skin as I keened in his ear. He cooed softly to me then murmured, “It’s okay, my love, I’m going to make you come for me. Just watch Baron for me, okay? Tell me what you see.” I licked my lips then watched as Baron settled in the chair across the room, the small Christmas tree still shrouding him in the holiday colors.

“He-he’s just sitting there, watching us… wait no, he’s unbuttoning his pants and he’s- oh God! Fuck please, Aleister, I can’t! Please just make me come.” I begged him, fingernails digging into his skin as the briefest of tremors began to rock through my body in anticipation of my orgasm. He let out a small laugh then replied, “Just a bit more, sweetness, then I’ll let you come around my cock, okay? What’s he doing now?”

“Oh my fuck, fine! He’s touching himself, watching you fuck me. He looks so good, fuck, he’s got the Christmas light glow and please! Please, please, Aleister, I need to come!” I insisted, my free leg wrapping around his waist to the best of my ability.

“Fuck, look at that pretty pussy clenching down. Are you trying to get me to fuck you harder, Princess? All you have to do is open that mouth of yours and beg for it.” Black informed me, giving a particularly harsh thrust, causing me to cry out, fingers clenching in the sheets below us.

“I have begged, you ass! Keep this act up and I swear to God- oh fuck!” He pressed deft fingers to my clit and began to rub tight circles in the hard nub, pushing me into the delightful bliss that my orgasm offered me. He slid out and groaned as he came, the ribbons of come streaked across my torso, then my head hit the pillow and I murmured, “Oh you’re so cleaning that up.”

“Yes, my love, I know, Just sit there and relax.” Aleister said quietly before kissing me on the cheek. He rolled off the bed and glanced over to Baron then stated, “Good luck on getting her back, King Bitch.” And with that, he disappeared into the bathroom in search for a washcloth to clean the come off of me. Baron came to a stand and tucked himself back in his jeans before he informed me, “Dinner tomorrow? We can talk about… whatever the hell just happened.”

I nodded and he waved goodbye before leaving my hotel room with a half bowed head. I stared at the chair that he had been sitting in then turned my attention to the glittering Christmas tree. This was a holiday that I would definitely never forget.

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deepdisireslonging · 5 years

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Hey, love, could I have prompt Nr. 41 "“How can you still look so attractive while crying.” with Baron Corbin, smut/angsty, please? I love your drabbles *.*

Warnings/Promises: twinge of fluff (?), Maryse wrestling again, Angst, SMUT (under cut), dom!reader, biting, [bit longer than a drabble]

A hesitant rapping sounded from your door. You wiped away the most of your tears and ignored when they kept coming. He had his arms wrapped around you before the door was open all the way. It was easy to let him hold you.

“Stop replaying the match in your head,” Baron said, the command rumbling in his chest. “Let Maryse try for the title. If she gets it, you can take it from her. If she misses, you’ll beat her to it.” He guided you to the couch. Baron sat down first then pulled you to sit on his lap and rest your head on his shoulder. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll beat Miz up extra hard tonight.”

You chuckled. “The sins of the wife are not the sins of the husband. But thank you.”

Already your breathing was easier. When sporadic hiccups shook your body, Baron rubbed up and down your back. His thumb wiped away tear streaks.

Breaking the silence, he thought out loud. “How can you still look so attractive while crying?” When you scoffed at him, he added, “I’m only thinking of your praise kink, baby.”

“Mhmm, I’m sure that is the only thing on your mind.” He tightened his arms around you so you couldn’t get away. Still, the thought was in your head too. “Do you have time?”

A grin broke across his face. “There’s two matches before mine.” He shifted you to straddle his lap. “Tell me what to do, baby. You’re in charge.”

What followed was a flurry of fabric, hot kisses and your mixed moans for one another.

“That’s it, Baron,” you sighed as he sucked at your pulse point. The front of your panties shined with slick. It felt nice to be the one with fabric between you, while Baron was handsomely shirtless and his gear hung down around his boots. You moved his hands to your waist. Rotating your hips, you pulled a high-pitched whine from him. Your command set a wicked gleam in his eye. “Mark me.”

He eagerly bit along your collarbone. Lightly at first, then harsh enough to leave marks that would last for days. Breathless, you felt his fingers twirl in the sides of your panties.

“Rip them. I don’t need them anymore. I’ve got you, my wolf.” Biting your lip, you smiled as he growled and took the weak barrier and tugged. Then you raised up, guiding him into you. Baron rasped and threw his head back as you sank down. He kept his pelvis still. Waiting for you.

You rode him. His matching thrusts filled you fuller. Made you cry out. You wished you could mark him too. Bite into his shoulder to muffle your sounds. But you couldn’t mar his skin before his match. So instead you pressed your forehead to his. His eyes were wide open, drinking you in. The buzz in your veins had your lips parted and your air bursting in short gasps. Baron was worse off. He was close.

“Need you. Please, baby. Cum so I can cum.” His voice cracked, making your walls clamp around him. Under his fingertips, you could feel your hips beginning to bruise.

Nodding, you shuddered and fell apart over him. Baron bit down, hard, on your shoulder, shouting into your skin. Filling you and thrusting out your highs.

There was time for another round before his match.

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scuzmunkie · 6 years

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Run, Little Rabbit, Run: Chapter 8

A/N: Happy October my darling little pumpkins!! You all are so amazing!! I’m so sorry this is so late!! I am so sorry for the small cliffhanger I left you lovelies with last week. I loved each and every comment left!! I love you all so much!! Without further ado, here’s chapter 8! As always please let me know if you want to be added to the tag list or if there are any mistakes, enjoy! Smooches!! Baron Corbin x OFC Word Count: 2000+ Warnings: language, talk of death, mourning. Summary: Run, Addie, the Constable is coming for you..... +++ “Hello?” Addie called out. Looking around, she rubbed her eyes as she realized that she was still in the forest but there seemed to be a slight haze blurring her surroundings. Where was everyone? Looking down she screamed, falling on her backside. She covered her mouth, as she saw her bloody body still in Baron’s arms. Her eyes filled with tears as she watched him rock her lifeless body back and forth. “Please, Addie, please come back. I’m so sorry.” He cried into her neck. “Baron, I’m ok I’m right here. I’m...” She sobbed, trying to touch his shoulder, whimpering when her hand went through his arm. “Dead.” Addie covered her face as bitter tears fell down, knowing that there was nothing she could do now. Like her parents, death had finally taken her. And here she thought that the cancer would’ve killed her and not some supernatural jackass. “There, there child.” She heard as a gentle hand soothingly rubbed her shoulder. Addie sprang to her feet, backing away from whoever it was. There stood a woman, her olive toned skin glowing as her luminous white hair floated as if she were under water. Brilliant eyes that matched the brightness of a full moon. “Will you love him?” The etherial being asked. “Wh-what? Wh-who are you?” Addie asked as she kept putting distance between them. “I am the Goddess of the Moon, Mother to the Wolves.” “Oh, um... I’m Adelina. Do I, do I bow or curtsy or something?” Addie asked. It wasn’t every day one meets a goddess. The moon goddess gave a soft smile and shook her head. She absolutely loved humans, they never ceased to bring a smile to her face. With a wave of her hands, two chairs appeared. Sitting in one of them, she gestured for Addie to take the other one. Seeing as she literally had nothing to lose, she sat across from the moon goddess. Sighing, Addie turned her attention back to Baron, who was still sobbing into her corpse. “Is this what death is? Me walking the earth as a spirit?” Addie asked as a bastard tear slipped from her eye. “Oh no, my darling, death is so different from what your media shows. Death is simply going home, reuniting with loved ones who have passed before you.” As if on cue, a light broke through the night sky, two people standing in its warmth. Squinting her eyes, Addie saw the loving faces of her parents. “Oh my word, they look like they did in their wedding photos.” Addie said, covering her mouth. Without thinking, Addie began walking towards their open arms. Before she reached them, the moon goddess’s voice stopped her. “My sweet child, before you leave, you should know something.” Addie turned to look at the goddess with a puzzled expression. Again, she gestured for Addie to sit. “Death is not always final. You have a choice.” “Wait, what? How is that possible?” The moon goddess stood, walked towards Addie and crouched in front of her as she took both her hands. “I have been watching Baron his entire life. I’ve heard all his prayers, pleas and wishes. All he ever wanted was someone to love and love him in return. His father was never good to his mother, always belittling her, scaring her, hurting her all while poor little Baron watched. He wasn’t strong enough to protect his mother seeing as he was but a boy.” Addie felt her heart break at the thought of little Baron having to watch that horror. “Finally, when Baron was sixteen years old, he came home from school and found his mother, a bloody mess, cowering in the kitchen, his father standing over her, screaming. Something in Baron snapped and he challenged his father to a fight to the death. It was a long, grueling fight that ended with Baron standing over his father’s dead body. As he held and consoled his mother he promised himself that, if given one, he would love, protect and cherish his mate, he would never be his father.” “W-What does this have to d-do with me?” Addie asked in a small voice. “I have been watching you too. I knew that you’d be perfect for Baron.” “I’m nothing special.” She whispered while shaking her head. “He doesn’t want me.” “Oh my sweet girl, you are so special! Even though you’ve lived a life full of pain and loss, you still look for the joy, you love others as if they were your family, you’re strong in the face of adversity and you don’t let others get away with, I believe the vernacular is, bullshit. You have all the traits of a strong and loving luna. And believe me when I say that Baron worships the very ground you walk on.” “Luna... that’s the second time someone’s called me that. What is a luna?” Realization hit the goddess. “Oh how foolish of me for not explaining that. Of course you wouldn’t know. Forgive me child.” The goddess let out a small laugh. “A luna is the mate to the alpha. She is his moon, his queen, his everything. She is the only thing that can calm him even if he is almost completely shifted into his wolf. No other woman can tempt or satisfy the alpha. His love for her runs all through the pack as well. You remember how Ruby became more affectionate towards you within the past few months?” Addie nodded her head, smiling at the memories. “That’s because she felt her alpha’s love for you. So you see? Even if Baron was being stubborn, he and his wolf still had deep feelings for you.” Addie sat in silence for a bit, trying to wrap her head around what was just said. “So,” Addie finally broke the silence, “what are my choices?” “You can go with your parents, free of the sadness and heartache that comes with life.” “....or?” Addie whispered, looking back and forth between Baron and her parents. —- “Will you love her?” a soft voice asked. All eyes shot open and landed on the new voice that broke the silence. Baron, Ruby and Corey immediately felt their hearts warm up, as if their own mothers were holding them. She wore a simple white toga that flowed as she slowly walked towards the small group, never breaking eye contact with Baron. Now standing in front of him, she bent down and gently touched his cheek. “You know who I am” she said, her voice full of love. Not trusting his voice, Baron simply nodded as Ruby and Corey quietly made their way closer to their goddess. “Oh my dear boy, how stubborn you’ve been. I know you better than you know yourself. You really think I’d give you a mate that wasn’t good for you, child?” She lovingly looked at the lifeless body laid in Baron’s arms. Reaching down, she softly moved Addie’s hair out of her face. ”I’ve known since the day Adelina drew her first breath that she’d be the perfect mate for you. She loved you more than anything in this life....” she looked him in the eyes “and in the next.” Baron gave her a confused look. Placing two fingers on his forehead, she closed her eyes and bowed her head. It would be easier to show him. —- “What are my choices?” “You can go with your parents, free of the sadness and heartache that comes with life.” “....or?” Addie whispered, looking back and forth between Baron and her parents. She looked at her parents, a longing in her eyes. It had been so long since she was able to hold her father. And her mother.... she never had the chance to know her. Yet there they were, waiting for Addie with open arms and loving smiles on their face. She took a step towards them, ready to let go of all the pain, but then she heard it. Heard the voice that made her heart beat faster than a hummingbird’s wings. “I’m so sorry Addie, I failed you.” Baron mumbled, into Addie’s hair, “I should’ve told you when I had the chance.” “Told me what?” She whispered to no one in particular. “I love you, little rabbit.” “I’ll ask you again, will you love him?”the goddess asked again. Addie felt her chest fill with warmth like no other, then shatter at the same time. Looking once more at her parents, she gave them a sad smile. They looked back at her with tears of their own, knowing that it wasn’t her time yet. Having made her choice, she looked at the moon goddess and gave her a nod. “I’m ready.” —- Baron’s eyes snapped open as he stared at his goddess in shock. “Now you know what she sacrificed to be with you. Don’t make her regret her decision, my sweet boy.” She then playfully bopped Baron on the nose. “Will you love her?” She asked again. “With every fiber of my being.” Hearing all she needed, Baron watched as the moon goddess leaned down, placed her lips on Addie’s forehead. Cupping Addie’s face, she kissed her forehead, whispering something only she could hear. “I’ve done my part,” she told Baron, sitting up, “now the rest is up to her.” When the goddess pulled away from Addie, she had looked perfect, her clothes were good as new, the blood gone from her body and her shoulder healed only leaving Baron’s mark. The goddess stood and looked around at her other wolves. Walking to Corey and Ruby she kissed their foreheads. “Take care of your alpha, he needs all the guidance he can get.” She gave Baron a loving wink. Making her way towards her wayward wolf, she crouched down and gently touched Dolph’s shoulder. Stirring, he leapt into a fighting stance until his eyes landed on the deity that stood before him. “My dear child, stop this hate, the world is already so full of it. Be better. Respect your alpha and protect your luna!” She pulled him to his feet and cupped his cheek. “I love you, my little rogue, but you forget that I can see into your heart. I know how much you long for a place to belong. Now you’re part of of something stronger and if you give them a chance, they’ll love you more than you could ever imagine. Mind you, you have quite a bit of damage to fix. It’ll take time but be patient. Can you do that for me?” By now, Dolph had tears running down his face that she lovingly swiped away with her thumbs. Not able to use his voice, Dolph nodded his head. “Promise?” She asked, stroking his cheek. “I promise.” He mumbled as he leaned into his goddess’s touch. “Good.” She turned to everyone else, “I leave you now. Please, take care of each other.” With that, a cloud of pure light appeared and disappeared leaving no trace of their beloved moon goddess. Dolph bowed his head, looking at the ground with nothing but shame coursing through his veins. “Alpha, I’m so sorry-“ With lightening speed, Baron grabbed Dolph by the throat, glaring at him. “I should rip your throat out, but I know that she” he pointed at Addie’s cold body now being held by Ruby “wouldn’t want me to.” Sighing, Baron rubbed his face with his free hand. “If she survives this, as your alpha, I command you to stay the hell away from her until she deems it ok to be around you again. Am I absolutely clear?!” “Yes alpha.” Looking towards Corey, Baron gave him a nod. Corey and Ruby took Dolph and the three of them left. “Baron, pick up Adelina and I can teleport you both back to your hotel room. This is no place for you two to be right now.” Nodding, Baron carefully lifted Addie into his arms as Alicia took Aleister’s hand in one of her own and touched Baron’s shoulder with the other, Aleister placing his free hand on Baron’s other shoulder. Bowing his head, Aleister muttered a spell and within a blink of an eye, they were all standing in Baron’s hotel room. “Thank you both, for everything.” Baron whispered. Aleister nodded as Alicia kissed Addie’s forehead. “You better wake your ass up.” She whisper yelled in Addie’s ear. Aleister took Alicia by the hand and took their leave. Baron laid on the bed with Addie, staring at her lifeless face as he pulled her closer to his chest. “Please, little rabbit, please come back to me. I swear to you things will be different, I’ll get my head outta my ass and love you harder than any alpha has ever loved their luna. I just need you to open those pretty green eyes.” He whispered. His eyes grew heavy as he fell asleep holding his luna in his arms. Hours passed as the sun was now coming up, the warmth shining through his window heating their bodies. All the memories came flooding back to Baron as he let out a small whimper seeing Addie’s eyes still closed. Sitting up, Baron rested his elbows on his knees as he held his fists to his mouth. Had the goddess been wrong? Did Addie choose death over Baron? “Hey, why’d you move?” Addie grumpily asked. “I was comfy.” Baron turned to see the slightly mischievous glint in her eyes, a soft smile on her plump lips. Without hesitation, Baron dove on top of his luna, kissing her with everything inside him. Pulling back he took in her new appearance. She looked more alive, her skin almost glowing, eyes more vibrant and most of all, not a trace of cancer in her scent. Resting his forehead on hers, they quietly gazed into each other’s eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair. “I’m so sorry, Addie, I never should’ve let this happe-“ “Do you want me?” She whispered. “What?” That caught him off guard. “D-Do you want me?” Baron’s heart sank. Had he been a better mate and seen the gift that he was given instead of allowing his pride to get in the way then Addie wouldn’t be asking this. “If you’ll have me, I want you by my side til the end of time. I will give you everything I have in this life.”

“Well then,” Addie pressed her lips against Baron’s, pulling back with a mischievous look in her eyes, “I guess you’re mine, Alpha.”

Growling, Baron sat up and pulled her into his lap, burying his face into her neck. He kissed from her neck to her ear.

“Oh, little rabbit,” he whispered against her ear before nipping at the lobe, “you have no idea what you’ve just awoken.”

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Darling Little Pumpkins

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ava-valerie · 1 year

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Your requests are open 🎈🎈🎈

Baron Coebin

Angsty

Night at the beach

Thank you 💋

Yes they are, hun 🤭 Just temporary, though! So keep 'em coming 💖 And YES, you shall receive. I'm a sucker for angst, so buckle up... we're going to some dark places with Baron 🤫

Trigger warning: Heavy on the anxiety/panic side, panic attacks, somewhat breaking up scenario?

** Headcanon **

The sand is still warm from the sunlight, even though it's dark outside

Neither the sound of soft waves, nor the shine of the moon can soothe your mind at this moment

Your throat hurts from all the crying and the uneven breathing

Everything hurts

In the distance, Baron strays through the dunes

Looking for you, but you sat down behind a rock so he can't easily find you

There are reasons why you ran away

And the closer he gets, the more you can feel the sour taste crawling up your gullet

"I don't want to. I don't want to. I don't want to"

You try to convince your body, and yet the panic takes over once more

Heart pounding

It's getting harder to breathe

The skin goes numb

"Why are you acting like this?!"

Baron groans as he finally spots you, and he walks around the rock

The vein on his neck is dangerously pumping

So much anger, so little control

He would never physically hurt you, but the emotional fights had been enough

You can't deal with him and his rage at this delicate state of a mental breakdown, and so you yell

"Go! Away!"

Baron freezes, it becomes silent

Waves of the ocean splashing

And you screaming and crying

"I can't! I can't! You are a natural disaster and I don't know how to stop you! Or how to protect myself!"

His eyes flicker all over your shaking appearance, before they turn blank and at the same time somewhat sad

"Then don't..."

He quietly breathes, turns around and walks back

Leaving you in the sand which now has become cold

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nattiesrollins · 6 years

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baby it’s cold outside ; baron corbin

pairing; baron corbin x reader word count; about 1k warnings; none it’s 100% fluff request; Can I request being snowed in with Baron. You guys decide to play video games and lots of fluff! a/n; Thanks so much @amazonianradiance for this request, I loved writing it, and hope you enjoy reading! Requests are open!

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It went without saying that you preferred waking up when Baron was home. You would wake up usually wearing one of his t-shirts, with his arms draped around your waist lightly. Being the heavy sleeper that he was, you usually went downstairs to make breakfast and walk Xander before he woke up.

Which is how today started as well, you woke up to hear him snoring, obviously exhausted from the past few weeks of travelling, and maneuvered your way off the bed downstairs to start breakfast.

Opening up the fridge, you took out some eggs and veggies, deciding that the quickest breakfast you could have was an omelette. Setting the pan on the stove and turning the gas knob, you realized the clicking sound that you had gotten so used to hearing never came. Frowning you tried again, and when nothing happened again, you went to check the meters.

Gas was on, meaning it might be a pipe outside, or the tank itself.

Throwing on a jacket, you walked over to the door with your boots on, and unlocked the door.

There was no way you were going anywhere today.

The moment you opened the door, a small pile of snow came out landing at your feet, but more importantly, there was a huge wall of snow taller than you where the door should have been.

Sighing, you closed the door and cleaned up the snow before going back to the kitchen and finding something else to eat.

It was as you were putting the toast in the toaster, you felt a pair of hands settle on your waist and warm breath by your neck.

“Morning,” Baron’s voice was still thick with sleep, making you smile slightly.

“Even with 10 hours of sleep you sounds unbelievably tired,” you could feel him smile against your neck, before placing a kiss there and watching as you reached up for the peanut butter.

“What’re we doing today babe?” He asked.

“Absolutely nothing. We’re legitimately snowed in. So you can sleep even longer if you want. I’m going to try and finish up some work.” You turned around so your back was against the counter, and you could look up at Baron as he thought over what you just said.

He leaned down slowly to place a quick kiss on your lips before picking you up and placing you on the counter, laughing at the fact that you were still shorter than him. You shook your head as he laughed quietly before reconnecting your lips to his.

Once you pulled away, he moved his hands up your thighs and looked at the work you had on the kitchen table.

“You know, you could always take the day off from work. Even though it technically is your day off.” He said.

You just shook your head and hopped off the counter, going to finish the task you had started earlier.

As you finished up breakfast, you placed the plates on the dining room table and watched as Baron set up the PS4. Knowing that once it was up and running that he wasn’t going to be getting up from his spot on the couch anytime soon, you brought his plate to him before you sat down at the table to start eating and going through your work.

He was playing one of the Call Of Duty games, groaning when he got killed and mumbling when he killed someone else.

You tried to focus. For 20 minutes you tried to focus hard on the tasks at hand but you found yourself just staring at the screen, watching him maneuver through the forest raising the scope and firing shots. It only took a few seconds before you closed your books and walked over to the couch where he was sitting once his game was finished.

“Teach me how to play.” You said, crawling in between his open legs so your back was pressed up against his chest.

“Are we going to go through this again?” He smiled as you slapped his arm and took the controller into your hands.

“Oh shut up, I beat you in Madden, I’m just not good at these first person shooters so give me a break.”

Baron wrapped his arms around you and laid his massive hands over your small ones on the controller, showing you the different buttons and functions they had in the game.

4 hours and a few snacks later, you were playing against Baron, finally having mastered the basic settings enough to get more kills than Baron. Smiling, you turned to look at him as you got the victory, and he rolled his eyes waiting for you to start cheering.

“Alright, get it over with (Y/N).” He said.

“Nah, I’m just gonna sit here quietly and keep beating you. I know that’ll be even worse for you.” You smirked as you looked over at him, before he pulled you into him and landed a kiss to your lips.

You stayed like that for a while, wrapped in his arms, just embracing each other before you rolled off his lap and put on Netflix.

“Let’s just watch a movie, my fingers are hurting from all that winning.”

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3 movies later, you were watching Mean Girls, curled up in blankets next to Baron as you felt yourself drifting off.

“Hopefully we get snowed in more often.”

Turning around from your spot, you being the little spoon as Baron had an arm wrapped around your waist and his legs tangled with yours, you gave him a confused look before turning around completely to face him.

“Elaborate?” You said.

“Just laying around all day, playing video games and watching movies. It just feels natural. Feels like home.” He said.

A wide smile spread across your face, and you laid your head against Baron’s chest as he continued watching the movie playing on the screen. Meanwhile you could feel your eyes falling shut, ready to just fall asleep right then and there, where you felt safe and loved.

Like he said, it just felt right.

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swervestrickland · 7 years

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#2 - Baron Corbin

Pairing: Baron Corbin x Reader

Requested: “I didn’t expect you to be back so soon.” from this prompt list I made, requested by @smolsassynalilsmartassy

Word Count: 1,023

Warnings: it’s angsty and sad and nerve wracking sorry

Author’s Note: My first time writing Baron. tell me if I did a good pls. tag list at the bottom!! love y’all :)

I remembered the feeling in my stomach better than anything else. I couldn't remember what the night sky looked like, or how the neon lights danced through the curtains, or the sound of the people outside, waiting for a glimpse of my friends, him, late as it was. I couldn't remember any of it.

All I could remember was my stomach. The anguish. The anxiety. It felt like when you forget to eat, and that nausea has your stomach destroying itself from the inside.

I could remember nothing but that, and my world crashing down around me.

“Sweetie!” Baron exclaims, meeting me at the door. I have my key card; he hadn't opened the door for me, but here he is, obscuring my view of the room. It looks like he’s showered, a white hotel towel low around his waist, and I can feel the steam coming from the crack of the bathroom door.

I look up at him, smiling, giving him a peck on the cheek, though confused as to why he remains in my way as I walk in. “Hi, Baron, what’s up?”

“Nothing, sweet pea. I just, uh, didn’t expect you to be back so soon.” His hands wrap around my neck, stroking at my jaw, forcing me to look into his eyes. There’s something strange in them that I can’t comprehend. “How was your trip to that antique place?”

“Oh, it was so much fun, Baron.” I drop my bag of old goodies at his feet, eager to unwrap each and every one of the pieces I found to exhibit them. “Look, lemme show you all the cute things I got.”

As I rummage through the bag, searching for the adorable little snow globe of his hometown at Christmas, I feel something, a presence, behind me. I look up at Baron, his eyes staring at something behind me in terror.

And that’s when it begins - the nausea.

I don't want to know. I refuse to want to know. I swallow the bile rising in my throat, and dip my head back down to the bag. I make as much noise as I possibly can, blabbering to the point where it was annoying even me.

It’s at that point, once I’ve exhausted every conceivable tangent of conversation having to do with antiques, that Baron suggests we take a walk, get some fresh air.

“Some fresh air?” I repeat, confused.

“Yeah, sweet pea. Maybe even go down to the pool, get a little wet,” he proposes, “unless you don't want to.”

“N-n-no,” I stammer, the anxiety welling up inside me to the point where I find his suggestion for fresh air extremely helpful. “Let’s go take a walk.”

He finishes dressing, pulling on a black tank and basketball shorts and covering his still drying hair with his signature beanie. My heart is pounding, and the temptation to search every nook and cranny of the hotel room has me plotting how I’m going to get back in time to catch whoever is here, in mine and Baron’s hotel room. But I refuse to acknowledge the feeling.

He reaches for his keys off the coffee table, extending his other hand towards me, waiting expectantly.

I grab it, astounded at how clammy it is. He’s just showered, I think. It’s just moisture from the shower.

But it’s not. It’s the clammy hands of someone who has done something they shouldn't have. He closes the door behind us, trying his best to make conversation all the way to the elevator. And it’s such a long way, at that.

The elevator dings, and he lets go of my hand to push the button to the first floor.

Now or never, I think. I bite my lip, and make a mad dash through the doors of the elevator.

“Babe!” I can hear him yelling, but I’m faster, so much faster. “Babe, what are you doing?”

He’s too far away, and I’m right at the door. Quickly, I jimmy it with the keycard, not even realizing I'm holding my breath.

“[Y/N]!” She says in shock, eyes wide in fear. The last time I’d seen that look on her face, Nia had been coming towards in the ring, ready to destroy her.

She’s smaller than me. Shorter, I mean. I had a good four inches on her, but I wasn't about to let that stop me.

“What the fuck are you doing in my room, Alexa?” My voice is sharp as a dagger.

I know her, sort of. I’ve always been a fan of wrestling, so I’ve watched every Monday and Tuesday basically since birth. Meeting Baron and him being a wrestler was not a coincidence, but him falling for me was definitely one of the highlights of my life.

I should have known that it was going to be one of the lowest points of my life as well.

“I just - well - I -” she starts, but I cut her off.

“You what? What the fuck are you trying to say?”

Baron appears at my side, eyes wide in horror, and his arms reach to cover his face in embarrassment. “Fuck.”

Alexa keeps looking back at him, and I can't stop myself from looking back between them both. My heart is fucking decimated, but it’s not her fault. It’s his.

I turn on my heel, and walk away.

“Sweet pea…” I hear in a hushed voice behind me. I stop, my hands curled into fists at my sides.

“Don’t call me that ever again.”

“But, babe…”

“You heard me, asshole. Don’t call me that ever again. Better yet,” I say, holding up my index finger to poke it right at his chest, “don’t ever call me, period.”

I walk away without another word, and he lets me. It isn’t long before I reach the elevator, push the button, and watch the doors close on the part of my life that I love the most, and will now hate for the rest of my life.

Nausea. A burning in my stomach. Anguish.

That’s all I remember now.

The rest of it is dead to me.

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theworldofotps · 5 years

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Our Girl

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader Word Counter: 1,744 Description: Finn overhears Baron talking about you and plans to handle it in the ring. Your brother Dean along with his shield brothers standing ringside to help him.-Angst Not too sure how I feel about this one lemme know your thoughts and if I should change anything around! I definitely will take some constructive suggestions. ___________ Tag list: @writtingrose @biforbecky2belts @sjwrites22 @detectiveramen @sassymox @trent7thirsting @the-beastslayers-queen @thewrestlingwarehouse @new-zealand-chic @reigns420 @sassyspacedust @burnitbalor @mrsambroserollinsacklesmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch If you wanna be added to the tag list lemme know! _____________ Finn’s P.O.V "Hey, Finn you got a minute?"

"Sure Apollo what's up?"

"Baron is talking about your girl and it's not the most pg things being said."

Raising a brow I follow after him from catering down a few hallways we come to a stop near the locker room. Standing outside we listen as Baron talks about (y/n) when a worker walks by we place a finger to our lips so he'll be quiet.

"I don't think I've ever seen a woman look as good as (y/n) does in her ring gear fuck what I wouldn't give to have her in bed screaming my."

"Care to say that sentence where I can hear ya?"

I asked shoving the door open the room goes silent as Baron looks at me a smug grin on his face.

"Of course, I was just telling Dolph here about how fucking hot (y/n) looks in her ring gear and how it would be so much better to have her in my bed instead of yours. She deserves a real man, not a little wimp who doesn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman."

"I know more about pleasing a woman fella then you do about being a wrestler ya wouldn't stand a chance with someone like (y/n). She's too far out of your fucking league to even waste her time on you."

"That's right I forgot you only date cheap whores."

Punching him in the face I spear him into the wall hitting him with a left and right punch a few of the superstars pull us apart.

"You're a dead man Corbin I want to handle this in the ring you and me no disqualification match."

"You got it."

He spits wiping the blood dripping from his nose I storm from the locker room to go find Hunter to set the match. Walking to the women's locker room I spot (y/n) talking to Dean, Roman, and Seth outside.

"There you are, babe, I was wondering where you got off too."

(Y/n) smiles when she spots me it quickly falling from her face when she sees my chest heaving a concerned look taking over.

"What's the matter?"

"I plan on killing Baron Corbin if possible."

"What did he do?"

"Ya don't even wanna fucking know."

I nearly growl pacing in front of them my blood boiling as I replay the scene in the locker room.

"Hey, you better calm down a little man you're going to wear a hole in the floor."

Seth says as they watch me stopping I run a hand over my face looking at them and then (y/n) I step forward pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I'll talk with ya after my match I need to talk to your brother and the guys."

"Okay just be careful alright?"

"Always am I love ya."

"I love you."

She smiles kissing my lips before walking off we wait till she's out of sight before I turn my attention back to them.

"What happened?"

"So Apollo came up to me in catering and said that Baron was talking about (y/n) and it wasn't really pg. So I followed him to the locker room and heard Corbin talking about how good she looks in her ring gear ect. When I confronted him he said and this is literally what he said. It would be so much better to have her in his bed instead of mine. That she deserves a real man, not some wimp that doesn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman."

"What did you say to the egotistic prick?"

"That he didn't stand a chance with her I know more about pleasing then he does wrestling and that he was too far out of her league. She wouldn't waste her time on someone like him which we all know is true."

Dean chuckles nodding his head as the other two chuckled with him shaking their heads.

“That’s right my sister isn’t gonna settle for someone like him over my dead body would that ever happen.

I wait till they're finished before continuing on they wouldn’t be laughing for long.

"Then and this is where I wanted to take his fuckin head off he said that's right I forgot you only date cheap whores."

"He said what?!"

Dean bellows rage covering his face as I nod my head anger crossing the faces of his shield brothers.

"He's a dead man did you beat the shit out of him?"

"I started too but they managed to separate us but don't worry I got a match with him thanks to Hunter and it's a no disqualification match."

"We want to be out there nobody talks about or calls my sister shit like that."

"That's what I was hoping for."

"We'll be more than willing to stand ringside to keep him from getting away or anyone coming to save him. She's Dean's sister which automatically makes her family and one thing you don't do is mess with our girl."

Roman says the other two nodding in agreement I tell them to follow me to my locker room so we can discuss a few things I wanted to happen.

"Before we go out there I want to thank you for sticking up for her."

"She's the love of my life I don't plan on ever letting someone disrespect her if they do I intend to make them pay."

Closing the door we start going over our strategies I planned on addressing Baron before he came out so the WWE universe would know why I was beating the shit out of him. A tap on the locker door tells us it's time to head out grabbing my jacket I pull it on heading out and down the ramp. Doing my entrance I make my way to the middle of the ring grabbing a microphone waiting for the crowd to be silent.

"I hadn't planned on a match like this tonight but some people in the back don't know when to shut up. One sure-fire way ta piss me off is to disrespect my girlfriend and Corbin you sure as hell achieved that tonight. Talking about how you could and parents you'll want to cover your children's ears but talking about how she would be much better in your bed than mine and then calling her a cheap whore. That isn't something I take lightly so get your bald ass out here so I can smear you across this ring."

His music starts and I glare as he walks smugly down the ramp tossing my jacket to the side I watch as he gets in the ring. Motioning for a microphone he chuckles shaking his head before saying my name.

"Finn Finn Finn it's always entertaining watching you talk and act tough but we both know I can kick your ass in and out of the ring."

"You're one to talk about acting tough when everyone knows how you run scared every time someone comes after you. But this time you screwed up really bad because not only did ya talk about my girl but ya also talked shit about someone's little sister, or should I say, three peoples, little sister."

The Shield's music starts playing and I can't help but smirk as his face pales his eyes quickly scanning the crowd. They make their way down the steps quickly circling the ring before slipping inside Dean nearly foaming at the mouth.

"These three came out to make sure you don't try to escape or have anyone to help ya.”

Tossing my mic out I stand as we wait for them to slide out the three of them circling the ring like vultures. After a moment the bell rings and I go straight in with a right hook to the face running across the ring I clothesline him. Doing a sling blade I toss him around the ring every time he manages to slide out one of the guys punches him then shoved him back inside.

"Corbin is barely able to stand let alone continue to fend off Balor."

"Well, Michael, this is a side of Finn we haven't seen before you can't blame him tho the things Corbin said were terrible."

Watching as his face smashes into the turnbuckle I get on the top rope doing the coupe de grace and pinning him for a three count.

"Ladies and gentlemen your winner Finn Balor!”

The crowd cheer as Dean climbs into the ring with Roman and Seth behind him grins on their faces as they look down at Corbin. We watch as he staggers to his feet Dean delivering a dirty deed the anger on his face still clear. Referees come out trying to keep Dean from getting any closer myself Seth and Roman letting him be. Corbin was getting what was coming to him and we weren't going to stand in the way. Scaring the refs out of the ring Dean picks Baron up throwing him into the ropes as more people come down followed by Stephanie.

"Dean that's enough I think he's learned his lesson he needs medical attention."

Sending Stephanie a glare he grabs Baron for another dirty deed and Stephanie steps forward.

"I mean it, Dean, if you deed him again I'm going to suspend you for thirty days."

When (y/n)'s music hits we all turn our attention to the ramp as the crowd cheers loudly for her. Walking to the ring she calls out to Dean with a concerned expression holding the ropes for her I take her hand in mine as she reaches her free one out for his.

"Come on D he's not worth it anymore."

With a mutter under his breath, Dean releases Baron watching as he drops to the floor brushing his hand against her cheek he slides out of the ring with Seth and Roman following behind him after kissing the top of her head. Shooting a final glare at Baron I help (y/n) out wrapping my arm around her waist as we head backstage.

"Why did you come out and stop Dean?"

"Because I know my brother and he wouldn't care what Steph said he'd keep beating the shit out of him until he was satisfied. Baron isn't worth losing his job or ending up in jail as much as I appreciate you all sticking up for me he's not worth it."

"Well, baby like Roman said earlier nobody messes with our girl and gets away with it."

Pressing a kiss to her lips we head to the locker room so we could get changed and head out with the guys for some food.

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claymorexpunisher · 11 months

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Poppin the Question (Ch. 8/10)(Werewolf!The Shield) (18+ Ship Fic) (Repost)

Summary: Jon and Seth have a proposition for Roman. One that throws him in for a loop … (this fic was first posted in 2018. I can’t believe.)

Tags: 18+, M/M, smut, fluff, angst, angst with a happy ending, hair-pulling, hair kink, Daddy kink, name-calling.

Word Count: 17,916

“Wassup with him? I’ve texted him damn near all week and all he gives me are like, one word answers. Five words, max. Que le pasa?’’ Harper asked Jon as she scarfed down a chocolate frosted cupcake from catering. She couldn’t help but notice Roman’s slightly slumped shoulders even though the man was as nice as ever to everyone he came in contact with.

Harper started working in the WWE a couple years prior, and Roman, Seth and Jon were one of the few people who truly took her under their wing. Especially Jon. He even went as far as to lend a hand and give her a place to stay. Jon found Harper scrounging around in his garbage disposal for something to eat, and he quickly became like a brother to her. And so now whenever they all got the chance to hang out and be attached to the hip, they took it. He just understood the dysfunction that was her life more than anyone else. She didn’t really click with many people but, she was so grateful to call Jon and the boys her closest friends.

‘’Relationship drama.’’ Jon responded. Since Harper and the boys were so close, she was one of the few people who knew about the nature of their relationship from the start. ‘’Mm?’’ Harper hummed in response, swallowing the last bite of the cupcake and cleaning herself off with the napkin in her hand. ‘’Elaborate. Gimme the tea! Cuz he clearly won’t.’’ Harper pressed, leaning in and being nosy. ‘’There’s no ‘tea’ ‘’Jon chuckled, making Harper giggle in response. ‘’So… he didn’t ask y’all to mark him and Sethie didn’t get cold feet?’’ Harper asked innocently, laughing loudly as Jon’s head swiveled toward her in astonishment. ‘’I got a vision, man. You know I can’t help that. I just didn’t wanna, like..’’ Harper trailed off moving her hands vaguely in hopes that he’d understand. ‘’…Yeah.’’ Jon nodded. ‘’Ro keeps saying he’s cool with Seth’s decision, but I mean, I think we all know that’s not true…’’ Jon shrugged. ‘’Y’all can stop talkin’ about me now- what’s goin on, Shorty?’’ Roman chuckled, bringing Harper in for a warm hug. ‘’I could ask you the same thing, Big Dawg.’’ Harper raised a brow and placed a hand on her hip before her features softened and she patted Roman’s stomach over his vest. ‘’You okay, bro?’’ She asked softly, scanning Roman’s features. ‘’Thought you knew.’’ Roman responded, lifting his brows in a question of his own that he already knew the answer to. Harper lightly smacked his stomach over his black vest in return. ‘’Watch the tone. I’m just concerned. And yes, I do know but I wanted to give your ass the illusion and respect of privacy and the option to tell me yourself. You know I can’t help these damn visions.’’ Harper grumbled, now moving to sit her nearly 5-foot frame onto one of the crates backstage next to Roman and letting her short legs dangle over the edge. She looked up at Roman when he patted her knee affectionately. ‘’I know… I know. I’m sorry, H.’’ Roman said. ‘’I’m trying not to think about it and to be understanding. ‘’ ‘’But deep down it bothers you.’’ Harper responded with a knowing glint in her eye. ‘’It’s okay if it does, man! You can’t help how you feel. I can’t say it wouldn’t sting a little if it were me.’’ She said, shrugging her shoulders. ‘’Why don’t we go out tonight? We’re in Miami- my hometown! I can find us a decent bar to go to and get into some trouble.’’ Harper quipped, eyeing the three with a seemingly casual smirk. ‘’What happened? Trouble in paradise?’’ Jon replied sporting a smirk of his own, alluding to Harper's unfortunate mixed-tag partner, Baron Corbin. The pair seemed to hate each other’s guts for some reason, and the boys, along with the rest of the locker room found it endlessly hilarious. ‘’Shut up. I don’t know why I even got paired with the asshat! Everyone knows I can’t stand his insufferable ass!’’ Harper growled, crossing her arms over her chest in irritation at the mere mention of the werewolf. ‘’Feeling’s mutual, Princesa..’’ she heard from behind her.

The playful tone in his voice, and the nickname he had apparently chosen for her since they met made her eyes roll immediately. ‘’Oh wow, you can roll your R’s pretty well for a white boy! Good job, Scrappy-Doo! Now fuck off.’’ Harper drawled, punctuating her words with a slow and sarcastic clap of her hands, then she let her fake smile drop. She glared at Jon and Roman as they snickered quietly in amusement amongst themselves. ‘’Gosh…so unnecessarily mean…we’re on tonight against you two.’’ Baron motioned to Roman and Jon. ‘’Sweet.’’ Jon replied. ‘I’ll see ya out there…bye, princesa..’’ Baron said in a low sing-song tone, chuckling at the look of pure hatred on Harper's face as he strolled back to his locker room to get ready for the night. ‘’One of these days…’’ Harper murmured angrily, letting her words hang in the air. ‘’So? We goin or not?’’ She asked the boys, quickly changing the subject as Jon and Roman looked at her with matching smirks lighting up their faces. ‘’I’m down.’’ Jon said and nodded his head in agreement. ‘’You three goin out tonight?’’ Seth asked, coming over to sit with the trio. ‘’Yep. I could definitely use a few shots of…somethin.’’ Harper smiled warmly at him even though she could feel the tension seeping out of him and the other two men. ‘’…Do you wanna come with?’’ She asked even though she already knew the answer. ‘’Nah, I’m good. You guys go ahead, though. Have fun on my behalf.’’ He grinned. ‘’What’s the plan for tonight? I have another segment possibly with Dominik.’’ ‘’Mox and I are in action against King and Queen Corbin.’’ Roman aimed a devilish smirk in Harper's direction, already sensing the woman’s incoming outburst. ‘’Shut the fuck up, Reigns.’’ Harper grunted, punching his side as he burst into amused giggles at her expense. Seth chuckled, watching the exchange. ‘’You two have to get it together and stop lyin to yourselves.’’ ‘’You first.’’ Harper responded without missing a beat. She fixed Seth with a sweet but clearly fake smile and stared the deadly silent men down, daring them make another smart-assed response. ‘’I gotta go to hair and makeup for some touch ups. I’ll see y’all out there. And I’ll text ya the deets about the bar.” She said, grunting softly and brushing off the matching bottoms of her gear as she hopped off of the crate. ‘’Alright, Shorty.’’ Roman responded with a good-natured grin. She was just about to walk away, clearly pissed off about Seth’s comment, but Jon didn’t let her escape without giving her an affectionate kiss to the temple.

Meanwhile at the hotel, Seth laid in his bed nursing…well, every bottle that the mini bar held. He was way past tipsy at this point, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He figured if the boys and Harper were going to have their fun that night, so would he. He knew he was being petty. He could’ve accepted the invite, but his pride as usual got the better of him. And he knew that he had only received the invite out of courtesy. He knew things were going to be awkward the entire time they were out trying to have a good time and he just didn’t want to deal with it, nor did he want to put Harper in the middle of all of it. The fact that Roman and Jon were answering his texts earlier in the night- albeit in short answers, and now there was radio silence didn’t make him feel any better though. He finally turned his phone off at a quarter to three to stop himself from checking for a response every 2 seconds. ‘This is fun…me. A bottle o’ Jack. S’all I need…’ He thought to himself. If they wanted to have some fun without him, he’d make his own fun…

————— ~After a RAW taping, on the way to the hotel for the night~

Harper to Seth: -I think Cancun is a perfect spot. Perfect for what you wanna do as well. It’s gorgeous! Go for it!-

Seth looked up from his phone to address the guys once he made up his mind thanks to Harper's encouragement. She’d been telling him to go for it for weeks now. Besides, seeing as the three of them were the workhorses of the company, they were due for some time off.

The second that Jon and Roman got back from their little outing with Harper a couple days ago, they came to a mutual decision and made a beeline for Seth’s room, where the three of them talked things out. Seth was a little pissed off-and maybe a little jealous at the thought of his boyfriends dancing with anyone else that night. But he swallowed his pride and his jealousy and he apologized profusely. It was a drunken apology, but both Jon and Roman thought him sincere, plus neither of them was particularly sober that night.

Harper to Seth:-Do it! Cancun is stunning and y'all will have a great time! You need the time off.-

‘’Fuck it,’’ Seth mumbled to himself. ‘’ Hey, guys..’’ Seth began. ‘’What do you think about the three of us going away for a week or two?’’ He asked, eyeing Jon and Roman from the backseat of the car. ‘’A week or two? Where?’’ Roman asked, making a left. Seth, now leaned forward and excitedly rattled off his plans to both men. ‘’Cancun! Not a bad spot. I’m down.’’ Jon said, nodding in approval. ‘’Yeah, for sure.’’ Roman nodded as well. ‘’We’re well overdue for a little break.’’ Seth hummed in reply, rubbing his hands together in anticipation for their vacation. ‘’My thoughts exactly! We leave on Sunday. I already spoke with the bossman.’’ He told them, giving Roman a grin filled with childlike glee through the rearview mirror that made the older man chuckle.

-It’s happening!:)-

-omg, yay! Have fun! <3-

-you have fun rooming with Corbin tonight. Lol-

-That WAS NOT my decision. I’m suing this hotel I stg.- —————

~In Cancun~ ‘’Why do you two always have to carry so much shit? And why is this house the size of an entire country?! There’s only three of us!” Jon grumbled as the three men made trips to bring their bags into the Airbnb that Seth had rented for them for the duration of their stay. “Jon, babe. Relax.” Seth tried to placate his boyfriend. His shoulders shook with silent laughter as he came up behind Jon and pecked the back of his neck softly. ‘’These are the last of em, anyway. Then we can rest or get in the pool or whatever we want. Alright? Breathe.’’ Seth stressed, bringing Jon closer to him from behind once the last of the bags were set in their bedroom. ‘’We have this gigantic place to ourselves for the next 15 days! Come on now..’’ Roman exclaimed, grabbing Jon’s face and kissing him soundly. ‘’…You two are way too chipper for the plane ride of absolute hell we just had,’’ Jon said with a shake of his head. The gesture was fonder than anything as he felt his irritation slowly begin to melt. ‘’What y’all wanna do now?’’ Roman asked the pair as he tightened up his loose bun. Jon answered Roman’s question simply by plopping down onto the bed face first, making the larger man clutch his stomach as his body shook with loud laughter. ‘’You’re so fuckin dramatic, man.’’ He said mid laughter, but he joined Jon and Seth on the bed regardless. ‘’I’m callin it. This is the best part o’ the house.’’ Jon murmured sleepily. He practically purred as Roman’s hand rubbed his scalp in slow and soothing motions.

Initially, Seth was going to broach the topic of them finally taking their relationship to the next level but, seeing as they were all clearly exhausted, he decided to leave it until they were all more rested.

That opportunity came in the evening when they were all settled in the lounge room, watching a movie on the giant flatscreen built into the wall. ‘’Hey…guys.’’ Seth started to say, and he watched them slowly take their eyes off the tv and focus on him. ‘’Listen. Um. I know we kinda talked about this already but…seeing as we have a couple weeks off, I think now would be the best time to…’’ Seth trailed off, waving his hands vaguely and hoping both men would catch his draft. ‘’I know this is why you booked this trip. Come on, babe. You ain’t slick.’’ Roman eyed him, his eyes twinkling in amusement. ‘’Well then.’’ Seth said as he huffed out a soft laugh. His face flushed bright red as he realized he’d been caught. ‘’Let’s not worry about that, though. Let’s just chill! Let it happen naturally.’’ Roman said, aiming a wink at both men.

‘’I dunno…I’m kinda in the mood,’’ Jon muttered, shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth. ‘’You’re always in the mood and ready to go,’’ Seth snickered. He playfully snarled and lightly bit Jon’s neck only to be rewarded with a growl and Jon’s eyes suddenly flashed a bright yellow. ‘’Oh, you weren’t kidding..’’ Seth muttered as he took notice…

(Next Part)

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Baron Corbin - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

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Pleasing Royalty - Featuring Corey Graves -💦

Summary: After beating Matt Riddle out of smackdown both King Corbin and Corey show Simon submitting to Smackdown royalty reaps rewards. (Commission, 18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

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doubletriplepowerbomb · 4 years

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Caveman part 3

Part 2

Okay hi. I know it’s been forever but I’ve written up to part 5 so I’ll be posting part 4, 5 and 6 during this week!!

Word count: +4600

Warnings: none, swears... the usual

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Four days went by since the kiss. Baron hasn’t spoken to me since that night and Roman has only talked about tutoring. I shouldn’t be as upset about this as I am but I couldn't help it. I finally kissed the guy of my dreams and now he acts like nothing happened. I can’t even tell my best friend about it.

Baron came into study hall late that day. After weeks of him avoiding me, he scanned the room for an open seat and plopped down right next to me. “You look upset.” He asked quietly. He kept his head down and his eyes didn't meet mine at all. “Are you okay?” Although his words were caring, they seemed to bite me. I’m sure he really didn't care to ask me these questions but he did anyway.

“Not really, no.” I responded, keeping my words as soft as Baron’s were.

“Is it my fault?” He asked.

Here’s when I finally realized what was happening. Baron asked because he thought it was him that was making me upset. I couldn’t tell him the truth; that it was actually Roman that was making me feel this way. He’d never speak to me again. “Why’d you stop talking to me?” Was the only thing I thought to say. I really didn’t want to lose my best friend right now.

“Lindsey, you know how much I hate Roman,” I cut him off there. I didn't mean to, but I just did. Why the hell am I always defending Roman? I really need to stop that.

“Why should that matter? I’m your best friend and just because you don't like the guy I’m tutoring you feel the need to avoid me?” I snap. I really didn't mean to snap, but I couldn't help it.

“You aren’t just tutoring him, Lindsey. You know that it isn’t just tutoring. You’ve loved him since the 6th grade. You’re getting involved with him, there are rumors about you all around the school, you spend everyday with him in the library- I’m not the only one who notices that. You kissed him.” He kissed me. I wanted to correct him, but I knew better than to do that. “Don’t gimme that look, whatever, he kissed you. It doesn't matter. He’s bad news.”

“You know that’s all you ever say. He’s bad. How? What does he do?” I asked. I was starting to get annoyed and Baron was too. Our voices were way louder than they were at the beginning of this talk.

“Ms. Walsh, Mr. Corbin… please. If you two are going to speak so loud and disturb everyone else, please go outside.”

“Sorry, Mrs. Packer.” Baron apologized and walked out of the classroom, leaving in the center of staring students.

Fuck. “Sorry.” I apologized quickly after and ran out behind Baron. I kept my head down and hoped I wouldn’t make eye contact with any of them.

I followed Baron out to the courtyard. I expected him to stay inside but I guess he knew he was about to scream. The second he heard the door behind us close, he whipped around and began his rant. “He’s using you, Lindsey. He’s getting good grades and now he has a stupid little doll to play with too!” He spat.

Out of everything Baron has said to me, that was the worst. “Stupid little doll? You didn't just call me that, did you?” I really was expecting Baron to retract his previous statement. But not only did he stick with it, he ran with it.

“Yeah. A stupid little doll. Don’t look at me like you’re the victim, I know damn well why you’re actually upset. Don’t forget, Lindsey, I’ve been your friend for years and I know you!” His voice was now way above his normal volume, I was right about the courtyard thing.

“Oh yeah, and why am I upset?” I surpassed Baron in volume. He makes me so mad sometimes.

“You’re upset because Roman kissed you, he shoved his tongue down your throat and you got nothing out of it. I saw you in the car with your little dumbstruck look. You can’t act like you don’t care. Roman made you feel all special and now he’s doing what he does best, ripping hearts out! He made you think that he cares about you and now he’s proving that he doesn’t!”

I didn’t have a response, I just let him scream at me. Maybe Baron was right. Roman doesn’t care about me.

“And the worst part about all of this is that now I have to deal with your dumb ass. You’re all heart broken over a dumb jock, now I gotta clean it up. You’re such a stupid person and I really thought you were smarter than this! But you’re no better than those blond idiots in all those high school movies we used to watch!” I was done taking it. He was crossing the line now.

“Then fuck off! If you feel so burdened to deal with me, then leave me alone! I didn’t ask you for your advice, I didn't tell you to fuckin’ ask how I was, and I didn’t even bring this up. I asked why you started avoiding me and you blamed it on the kid I tutor! This is your fault! Not mine, Corbin!”

I couldn’t tell you where in my response my voice started to waver. Or where my eyes started to tear. But by the end, I was crying and I hated myself for it. Maybe this was all because I was gonna get my period. Maybe this was when I finally realized that I might lose my best friend. Or maybe I was crying because I already lost him.

I didn’t feel like Baron was right though. Usually, after we fight, either him or I feel awful and beg for forgiveness. I didn’t have the feeling of regret in my gut, I was mad and upset that Baron didn’t see Roman how I did. And look, I know what they all say, you’re best friends know you better than you do. And if they don’t like the guy, he’s no good. But this was different.

Baron noticed my tears but didn't let up. He kept screaming. About what exactly, I didn’t know. It just seemed that now he was yelling at me about everything that I’ve ever done that bothered him. I really didn’t think this verbal beatdown was gonna let up anytime soon, until I saw someone running towards us out of the corner of my eye. Teacher? I hope not. Security Guard? Not likely. Student? Definitely. But who? Roman? No way. Wait, that is Roman…

Where is she? I had finished the first half of my sandwich, something that I don’t usually do before Lindsey comes in. I knew she was here today. I checked my phone. No text. So I texted her and I figured I’d finish my first sandwich. If she didn’t come in or text back, I’d go look for her.

She still didn’t come in after I finished the rest of my first sandwich and there was no text so I walked out into the halls to find her. I walked in the opposite direction of the cafeteria and headed toward the language hall, her 5th period study hall was there.

From down the hall I saw a bunch of people looking into the courtyard and that’s when I saw it. I saw Baron first (the guy’s like 6 ‘5) but then I saw Lindsey standing right in front of him. They looked like they were just talking. I felt something stir in my gut as I got closer and saw what was actually happening. Baron stood towering over her and screaming his head off. Normally, if I saw something like this, I wouldn’t jump to do anything about it. But this time, I had to.

I picked up the pace and ran towards the door, that something I felt stirring in my gut earlier turned into blind rage and jealousy. I practically broke through the door that was standing in between Lindsey and I. When I heard Baron’s volume, I got even more angry. Nobody talks to her that way. I had the urge to protect her, she was so tiny and cute and sweet and so… mine. Baron was mistreating someone that was mine. I felt rage brewing inside me from my head to my toes. I wanted to kill him. Lindsey is mine and he can’t have her.

I felt Roman’s large hands grab my hips and pulled me forcefully towards his brick-wall like chest. He leaned down and asked if I was okay and I quickly whispered yes. He moved instantly, creating a barrier between me and Baron. “Fuck off, man! Haven’t you screamed at her enough?” He didn’t know I was crying yet.

Baron’s words stopped short when he saw Roman approaching but he didn’t lose any aggressiveness. “Roman, I swear if you know what’s good for you you’ll fuck off.” Baron growled.

In my personal opinion, the only person truly able to stand toe-to-toe with Roman, was Baron. Both in size and intimidation factor. Baron is actually a couple inches taller than Roman but because Roman plays football and lacrosse, he’s a little bigger. Roman is most likely heavier too and probably stronger. Baron is no string bean, but Roman holds most, if not all, of the current weight room lifting maxes so many people wouldn’t choose to go up against him. But Baron did and he didn’t look scared.

“I don’t care what’s good for me. You’re screaming at a sweet girl who probably didn’t do anything to deserve it. So it’s you who better fuck off, or you’re gonna be late for class.” Roman’s words were calm, a lot calmer than his first statement. With that, Roman turned to face me. “We got studying to do, Lindsey.” Between his words with Baron and his words with me, Roman’s tone changed from a deep growl to his low bass whisper.

I was really convinced Baron was gonna swing. And I mean, why wouldn’t you? Roman’s back was turned. It’s the perfect time to hit him. But Baron didn’t swing. He didn’t even raise his fist. He just huffed and walked back inside, adjusting his beanie before entering back into the halls.

Roman’s hands went instantly to my cheeks and he wiped my tears away with his thumbs. “Please don’t cry, sweetheart. I don’t like seeing you cry.” Roman removed his hands from my face and pulled me into his chest. His strong arms held me firmly in place and I felt him press a kiss to the top of my head. “Let’s go inside, yeah? We’re missing lunch.”

When we arrived at our usual spot in the library, there were almost no eyes on us. Thankfully, the show really began right at the beginning of 6th period so not too many people were able to stop and watch the scene unfold. Apparently, Roman was waiting in our usual spot and after eating his first sandwich, he began to wonder what the hell was taking me so long. He also informed me that he had a sub in math class today so he didn’t have anything to work on, so he wasn’t too nervous about how much time we’d have. But nevertheless, he wanted to find me so he began his journey through the halls while he scarfed down his second sandwich.

“I got really nervous when I saw him yelling at you. You’re really… little, you know that.” I smiled at his concern.

“Yes, Roman. I know how small I am.” At 5' 5”, I wouldn’t necessarily call myself short, but with Roman standing 8 inches above me at 6’ 3” and Baron standing a hell of a lot taller at 6’ 5”, I often get clumped into the “short” category.

“I just wish I got out there before he made you cry. I should’ve left right when I realized you were late, instead of eating my sandwich first.” Is he being protective? Does he feel guilty for not coming to save me earlier? “Are you sure you aren’t hurt? I didn’t really get to ask you back there.” Definitely being protective.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” was really all I managed to get out but my brain was pounding. Why did he feel the need to come out? Did he save me because he cared? Does he care about me? Well anyone would come out to save a friend. He called me sweetheart. Woah, I totally missed that one. I was aching to know why he even felt the need to come find me. So I figured, we have nothing to do today so why not ask… right now?

“Roman, not that I don’t appreciate you coming to get me… because I really do, but why did you?” He looked momentarily confused before answering.

“Well when I went to look for you I saw you and that gorilla in the courtyard. When I saw him standing there with you I got annoyed ‘cause he’s always causing problems. Then when I realized he was yelling at you, I knew I had to go get you.” Roman’s answer was simple but, of course, it didn’t satisfy me.

What was I expecting? ‘I came out to save you because I love you?’ C’mon Lindsey, get real.

I guess he noticed my facial expression. I still looked confused, I still felt confused. Roman looked confused too. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just really protective over you,” he mumbled. Protective as a friend or protective as more than that? “I just really hate when people are mean to you, I guess.”

“You say this like it’s happened before.” I said. I couldn’t say what was in my head. Roman did just admit to being protective and I wanted to know why.

“Well, yeah. When I got suspended.” Roman said easily. He seemed sure that I knew about that.

“What? What do you mean when you got suspended?”

“You didn’t hear? The kid I beat up was talking about you and I didn’t like it.” Throughout his sentence, Roman’s voice got quieter. His jaw clenched and he tensed up. It was as if he was remembering what the kid said and was getting angry all over again.

I put my hand on his shoulder. “What did he say?” I asked while my hand moved down his arm. I smiled to myself at the small small goosebumps my hand left behind.

“He was talking to me about how hot you were. He kept saying how hard he’d fuck you. He was talking about you like you were some kind of slut.” Roman’s voice remained a quiet growl as he told me what happened. After hearing the kid say how hard he’d fuck me for the fourth time, Roman had enough. Without warning, Roman punched the kid and they had a fist fight in the hallway. Over me.

I didn’t know what to say, but my mind was going wild. HE GOT INTO A FIST FIGHT OVER ME. Mutual acquaintances don’t get into fist fights for each other and ‘just friends’ don’t either. I waited a second before changing the subject, I needed to cool down. My mind was all over the place and I was freaking out, I hoped not in an obvious way. I wanted to know more about it, I wanted to ask him why he cared. But I knew I couldn’t. I didn’t want him to close off again, I just got him talking.

“Today though, when you turned your back to talk to me didn’t you know Baron was right there? What if he hit you?” I saw that Roman’s expression change slightly after I changed the topic. Was he disappointed?

“I did that because I knew he wanted to hit me. He wasn’t gonna to hit me if I stayed facing him, so I gave him a chance. I don’t know if Baron is miraculously strong or something but one hit probably wouldn't have done much, plus I was expecting to get hit so I figured it wouldn’t kill me.” Roman explained all this so easily. He is actually quite smart and if he thought about math with the same depth as a fist fight, he probably wouldn’t need me.

Although I changed the subject I was really having a hard time with what he had said earlier. So I continued to ask him questions and we kept our conversation casual as lunch came to an end.

I spent the rest of the day replaying Roman’s words over and over in my head. ‘I’m just really protective over you.’ ‘The kid I beat up was talking about you and I didn’t like it.’ I was really starting to convince myself that maybe he did actually like me. Maybe he even wanted me. But each and every time my mind went wild with it’s fantasies, Baron’s voice was there in my head to bring me back.

Ok. Deep breath, Roman. Figure out what you’re gonna say to her. I was beyond panicked on my way to her house today at lunch I told her too much. I admitted to her how protective I get over her. I didn’t want to. It was her eyes, I swear. Her stupid, sparkly eyes: they were staring into my soul and I couldn’t stop talking. She makes me crazy, but in a good way. She makes me crazy but I’d go crazier without her, ya know? What the hell am I saying? Nevermind, man. Think about what you’re gonna tell her.

“Lindsey, I’m not looking for anything serious right now.” No, that's terrible.

“You’re hot but I can’t have you attached to me.” Wow, douche.

“I like someone else…” What are you trying to do? Rip her heart out?

“Friends with benefits?” Nope.

“Lindsey, I am irrationally afraid of feeling anything, therefore I cannot form any type of relationship with any person. For the fear that I will feel is much stronger than any attraction I can ever have.” Nice, dude. Real broad and… subtle, even.

“Fuck!” Perfect. I’ll walk up to her front door, and yell fuck in her face.

I pulled into her driveway and I still had nothing. The worst part was that I didn’t even know what I wanted to say, let alone how I was gonna word it. Did I want her? Did I not? Maybe feelings wouldn’t be too bad. No. Hell no. Like Dad said, feelings are for little girls.

I took a deep breath before getting out of my car and I tried to clear my head before getting to her front door. You got this, just tell her and don’t lie.

She opened the door and I lost it. She looked up at my face and smiled before letting me in. Don’t look in her eyes. Her stupid, sparkly, perfect eyes. But it was too late, I looked at her face and got lost in her eyes and her smile.

Okay, this is okay. I like her face. Just tell her when the time is right.

“Oh fuck.” Oh god I hope he didn’t hear that. I opened the door and couldn’t stop myself from speaking out loud. He was wearing flannel pajama pants and a tight black tee shirt. I don’t know what it is, but I think guys always look so fucking hot in those pants. He had to have noticed I was checking him out.

But he didn’t. My eyes made their way up to his face and he looked pretty out of it. Maybe I shouldn’t bring up the kiss right away.

His eyes met mine and I felt my face heat up. “So what do you have for me today?” I asked, keeping my voice level, as I let him in. He looked possessed as he walked past me

I wish she was mine.

“Huh? Oh!” Roman snapped out of his little spell and put his backpack down to dig through it. “Functions and stuff… I think.”

Smooth. Fucking idiot.

Roman finally found his folder and sat in his usual seat at the table. I tried to calm down before sitting down next to him so we could start the problems and finish this as soon as possible.

Oh my god he smells so good.

We had been doing problems for about 30 minutes now and I was really fucking up a lot. Functions were so easy and I had already gotten 3 questions wrong.

This was the first time I’ve ever felt nervous while tutoring Roman. With every mistake I made, it felt like my face went up in flames. I was second guessing myself.

Roman was making me stupid.

RED ALERT: A boy is making you stupid. RED ALERT: you like a boy so much he’s making you dumb and nervous!

“... Then you subtract these and you get 18.”

“Lindsey, the answer key says 67.” Roman corrected. This was the fourth time tonight he’s corrected me and he still sounded shocked. I was shocked too.

“Oh, yeah. You’re supposed to add the two numbers, not subtract them. Sorry, I guess I’m just a little…” madly in love with you and obsessing over the fact that you kissed me “…distracted.”

“Fuck… I knew the kiss would make things weird.” Roman pushed his paper away and turned to face me. “Look, I know you already think I’m a douchebag and this is gonna make it worse but I can’t date anyone right now.” His eyes looked apologetic. Like he knew this was going to crush me. Or maybe it was crushing him. No, it definitely wasn’t crushing him.

oh.

“My dad said no distractions during football season. He’d kill me, Lindsey.” Roman inched closer to me.

I fell in love with how my name sounded coming from his lips. Fuck. Okay, Lindsay calm down. It’s gonna be okay. You knew this was gonna happen, he doesn’t want to be with you. I didn’t know what to say. I felt like an idiot.

You’ve been quiet for too long. Say something!

“Wait. Roman, slow down.” What are you about to say idiot? “I don’t want a relationship either.” Yes you do, stupid. Stop.

Roman’s eyes looked hopeful. “You don’t?”

No, Roman. I’m in love with you. “Yeah, I’m not looking for anything serious with anyone.”

She isn’t? Honestly I was hoping she’d press a little so I could give in. At least then I’d be able to tell myself I tried.

“What if we just had a casual thing? No Label. No obligation.” My voice got quieter and I placed my hand on her thigh. I wasn’t thinking, I had no clue what I was doing.

That’s a terrible idea dude. You, out of all people, are suggesting an open relationship. You’re the most jealous person ever.

I needed to stop but I couldn’t. Her eyes were begging me to continue.

I felt Roman’s large hand trail up my thigh. My heart rate picked up and butterflies began flying in my stomach. I hated when Roman made me feel like this, I’m completely defenseless.

Roman inched his way even closer to me. I felt hypnotized. “Like friends with benefits?” I whispered. This is gonna rip your heart out, Lindsey.

“Yeah.” I whispered back to her while I leaned in even more. Don’t do this to her. Don’t do this to yourself. I knew I needed to stop but I didn’t. I felt drawn to her. My brain didn’t work right when I was around her.

My eyes fluttered shut and I moved in to meet his lips. I involuntarily moaned into the kiss, his lips were warm and full like they were last time. But this time, for some reason, it was better. I missed his lips. I didn’t realize how much I missed them until I was kissing him.

Roman responded to my moan by lifting me onto his lap. I have to admit I was quite impressed and turned on by how effortlessly he lifted me.

I felt him harden underneath me and I smiled against his lips. I moved my hands from his shoulders to free his hair from the perfect bun it was tied back in. Roman bucked his hips up as I laced my fingers through his thick black hair.

Everything about this kiss was different from the first one. This one wasn’t desperate or rushed, it was perfect. Or rather, it should’ve been perfect. The situation was far from perfect and I hated myself for allowing this. But I kissed him nonetheless. I couldn’t stop myself.

It was safe to say that we forgot about the math. Thank god my parents were away. Roman’s hands gripped my waist and he began moving my hips. I kept my hands in his hair and started moving my hips so he didn’t have to. Roman pulled away from my lips and moved to kiss my neck.

Holy shit. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Her hands felt so good in my hair. I instantly knew I would crave this every day. I just wish I told her how I felt. Maybe then I wouldn’t be so mad at myself for wanting her so bad.

Roman’s phone rang at 10:07, it was his father.

“Oh fuck.” Roman said as he pulled away. He set a distinct ringtone for his father and we had both recognized it.

We both knew that Roman was in trouble. He looked at me with fear in his eyes and I apologized profusely.

“Don’t apologize, Lindsey.” I said as a lifted her off me and gently placed her on her feet.

It’s me who should apologize.

“Hey Dad-” I could hear Roman’s father yelling at him through the phone. I couldn’t believe Roman didn’t look phased, I was terrified and he wasn’t even yelling at me.

“Yeah, I know I’m late but there was a tree down on Fern street so I had to go around.” I raised my eyebrows at him. He thought of that quickly.

I wonder how many times he’s needed to make up excuses because of girls. It’s pretty obvious that he’s done it before.

“Lindsey, I gotta go. My dad’s pissed if you couldn’t tell.” He said, throwing things into his backpack. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” With that he grabbed my shoulders, pressed a quick kiss to my forehead, and ran out the door.

I stood there in shock as I heard his car speed off into the night. I couldn’t believe I said okay. I couldn’t believe I told Roman I wasn’t looking for anything. I am madly in love with him. When he kissed me and I was so excited for something to come from it. I wanted to call him mine. I wanted to wear his jersey to football and lacrosse games, I wanted to go to prom with him, I wanted so many things and I just threw it all away for friends with benefits.

I can’t believe she just wanted to be friends with benefits. I can’t believe I told her I didn’t want to date her. God, why did I assume that she’d push me. I had played it over and over in my head, too. I’d tell her I couldn’t date anyone during football season and she’d give me that look and I’d fold. I’d tell her the truth, how I really felt. Then I would finally have her. But I fucked it up. I agreed to an open relationship. Why didn’t I just tell her? I wish I had the balls to stand up to my dad, but every time I have a chance I just… don’t take it.

part 4... coming later this week!

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