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ight here’s what’s going on in the dome:

madcap moss (michael) dating fem!reader that’s like a bhaddie in the ring (sexy, seductive, hawt) but she really cute and innocent outside the ring and he really into that. leading to kinky daddy kink sex. pull out all the stops, im game for whateva

This Dude Named Michael - Madcap Moss (Michael)

Pairing: Dom!Michael (Madcap Moss) x Female!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend Michael has a bit of a problem, and that problem is you showing off to other guys, other than him.

Rating / Warnings: Mature (18+ Only), Smut, Daddy Kink, Innocence Kink, Degradation, Daddy! Michael, Fluff at the end <3

Word Count: 3,037

Requested by: @cuzimacomedian , I hope you enjoy!! :)

You had your bag lazily slung over your bulk shoulder, sitting inside of a bus to take you home. You were texting your boyfriend Michael, who was away for wrestling shows not knowing when he will return.

You: Hi Mike, I miss seeing you and your handsome face.

Read.

Daddy Michael <3 is typing…

Daddy Michael <3: Hi mon cherie, I bet you miss seeing this as well.

Daddy Michael <3 sent a picture

It was a picture of Michael in nothing but a towel tightly secured around his waist, a mirror picture of his towering height had sent you off to daydream.

Your eyes were bulged, he was known to thirst trap and lure you into the filthiest conversations you would have with him, either on the phone or on text. When he was alone, either in a hotel room or in his locker room with the door locked, he’d tell you how much he wished he was there to have your face deeply buried in the silhouette sheets of his bed with your ass up in the air for him to spank you occasionally – just to stimulate you. Oh, to be used by him had you practically kneeling before him, you adored him a lot more than words could describe. Even when he would play the daddy dom role behind closed doors, oh my fucking god was he animalistic?

You crossed your legs tightly to avoid making it obvious that you were highly turned on just by staring at the photo Michael just sent you which appeared to be a few minutes ago.

Daddy Michael <3 is typing…

Daddy Michael: Can’t wait to have you in front of me and on your knees again for me. I will see you soon, I love you.

Fuck, fuck.

You bit your bottom lip, your knees now tightly pressed against your chest, people around you on the bus gave you weird looks from the corner of your eye. You exhaled a sharp breath of air, feeling yourself slowly drifting off to sleep as the train continued to move.

{Y/N’s DREAM, Y/N’s POV}

My body rested upon Michael’s king sized bed. I was wearing my ring attire, which was fishnet stockings, jet black booty shorts, and a crop top with my wrestling boots. Michael, my boyfriend, had told me that he was running some errands and would be back soon.

‘’I’ll be back soon,’’ I had his voice played on repeat inside of my silly little head, I was so fucking drunk in love for him, it was ridicilous. I mean, who would say no to him?

I hoisted myself up off of his bed, and walked over to stare down at my complexion in a nearby wooden full sized mirror. I softly sighed, as I slowly shrugged off my crop top that was covering half of my body, my finger grazed in a circle over my breasts, moaning lowly. My neck crooned back at my phone, which caught my attention from the ringer going off. Groaning in frustration, I walked over to his nightstand, answering the phone.

‘’Yes, baby?’’

‘’Hi princess. Daddy will be home in about 5 minutes, just thought I’d let you know that. Hope you’re not missing me too much.’’ His deep voice said over the phone, then he hung up.

Okay….

I made my way back over to the full sized mirror that was leant against a wall in his clean bedroom. I slipped off my booty shorts, now leaving myself in nothing but my black fishnet stockings and my ring boots. Slipping a free finger between my parted lips, I lightly sucked on my finger imagining it was him.

‘’Princess? Oh my fucking god—’’ I heard bags of groceries drop to the floor instantly, it was my boyfriend Michael who had just got home from his errands.

He gasped, his eye gaze pierced right through me. How my hair was neatly tucked in a bun, how I was looking, not only just that but how he saw cum dripping down the side of my thigh.

‘’Fuck daddy, I’m sorry I made a mess on your floor—’’

Before words could correspond, Michael ran over to me, then picked me up off of the ground just to have me pinned against a wall.

A stinging slap ravished my thigh, making me moan out.

‘’Shit, baby. Fuck, you don’t know what you got yourself into.’’ He huffed seductively against my flesh, right before manhandling me and throwing me carelessly onto his bed. He crawled on top of me,

‘’These fishnet stockings need to go.’’ He suggested, yanking them completely off of me, an escalated gasp came out of me.

‘’Daddy, please fuck me.’’ I whined like the whore I was, desperate and needy for his cock to fuck me, for him to worship my body.

‘’Fuck you? What’s your safe word?’’ Michael challenged, slowly unbuckling his belt, unraveling it from his pant loops and tossing it to the ground.

‘’Red,’’ I replied, feeling high off of his cologne scent already that it was beginning to become a little too much for me to handle.

‘’Good fuckin’ girl.’’ He praised, landing another hard slap, but this time on my bare ass, making me accidentally moan out ‘’Michael’’ instead of the other word I was supposed to use.

‘’What was that? What’s my name?’’ He growled, breath hot on my ear as he had a handful of my hair now in his closed fist.

‘’A-Ah! I me-mean Daddy!’’ I exclaimed, with eyes wandering all over the place.

‘’Look at daddy, nothing else. Eyes on daddy or he won’t give you the pleasure you’ve been craving.’’ Michael warned, his fingers grazing sharply over my jawline, with hungry eyes staring back at me.

I proceeded to nod, and kept my eyes closely wide on him. He took his shirt off, on top of his skinny jean pants and boxers, his thick, veiny cock managing to slap against his abdomen. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to restrain myself from staring down at his cock. Positioning himself in front of me, I felt the head slip into my heat, a shocked reaction came out of me as he groaned my name.

‘’Fuck, Y/N. You’re so soaked for daddy.’’ He cursed, while I was getting wetter by the second. Letting these pornographic moans slip past me, I buckled my hips up, letting him seep deeper inside of me until he finally hit my cervix.

‘’FUCK!’’ I shouted, with tears beginning to form in the creases of my dilated eyes. How was I so in love with him? Ever since I laid eyes on Michael Madcap Moss in the ring we now both share together, I knew deep in my heart that I was going to be the lucky one.

‘’Goddamn! You’re taking me so well, it is unbelievable!’’ He shouted back, his forehead now pressed against mine, eye to eye, and nose to nose. Riding out both of our orgasms, a bead of sweat rolled down the side of my face, coaxing all over his cock.

‘’Oh my fucking god!’’ He bellowed.

He quickly pulled out, and came on the sidelines. A sudden crash within him had collapsed beside me, his arm now lazily hanging over my shoulder. I nuzzled up to him, with my face buried in the crook of his pulsating neck. I could hear his breathing slowing down and going back to normal now.

{END OF Y/N’S DREAM}

The bus had come to a sudden stop, startling you from your sleep.

You were home.

Lifting yourself off of the bus seat, you walked off of the bus and it seemed to be as if Michael’s car was parked in the driveway.

He’s…. He’s home.

You were home.

Once getting to the door, you inserted your key to the door, and swung the door open like nobody’s business.

‘’What the?’’ a humorous ‘’what the hell’’ came out of your boyfriend, shocked to see that you were home early. Or, the other way around. You were shocked to see that your boyfriend Michael was home early from his wrestling tour.

A smile tugged on his lips, he extended his arms out for a hug. You ran over to him like a little school girl, and jumped in his arms, wrapping your legs tightly around his narrow waist. He embraced you with such a welcoming presence, kissing your forehead softly as he stroked your hair softly.

‘’I missed you.’’ He proclaimed.

It seemed like years since you had last seen your boyfriend in person. In reality, it was only 7 months. That just seemed like a very long time. You mumbled a ‘’I missed you too,’’ into his ear, making him grin from ear to ear. Silence fell, the wind howled within the night. A silhouette of your shadows had appeared on the wall from the opened blinds on the window itself. You heard him let out a sigh of relief, his hands now creeping down towards your bottom.

‘’Let daddy get you out of these clothes,’’ His raspy voice mesmerized through your mind, making you begin to get turned on like you were earlier the second he sent you that photo of him in nothing but a towel. Your heart was trapped in your throat, your mind raced like race cars on a track. Just how in love were you with him? Only you would know, because no one else would understand your love for Michael, you wouldn’t trade your undeniable love for him for the world.

The muscular, 6’3 man carried you bridal style up to the bedroom. An arm snaked around you, his free hand turning the knob to open the door, then while the two of you were on your way to the entrance of his large bedroom, he kicked the door shut with his foot. Gently throwing you onto the bed, his lips locked onto your’s. You began to grow in anticipation, you rested your palm on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. Michael’s hands explored your body, squeezing your thighs while his erection pressed on your inner thigh.

‘’Mmm fuck, daddy.’’ You cried out, a smack settled down on your ass as you jumped from the sting on your flesh.

‘’7 long months I have been waiting for this moment,’’ He announced.

‘’To have you all to myself. Those conversations we had over text and calls had really gotten to your head, hasn’t it princess?’’

You nodded with a non-verbal response.

Oh no, he wasn’t going to let you get away that easily.

Smack! On your ravished ass again.

‘’Use your words.’’ He gave you a glare, raising his large hand again to warn you.

You choked out the words:

‘’Y-yes daddy. They have really gotten to my head. I needed you inside me. I… I just couldn’t live without those constant reminders that daddy owns this pussy.’’

‘’That’s what I thought, brat.’’ He lightly grazed your cheek before slapping it. You held your cheek in your hand, looking up at Michael, who seemingly was getting harder at the second from you.

Your face was now face down in the pillows, your ass began to sway in the air, hinting at him to spank you. No, he had other plans in mind.

‘’Stay right there. Daddy will be right back. If he catches you elsewhere, you’re not going to be able to walk for a week.’’ He gave a verbal warning, his body weight left the bed for a minute. You turned your neck to see exactly what he was doing, and where he went. Your heart hit through the floor as soon as he returned with a buzzing sensation hitting right against your pussy.

‘’Ah!’’ You squirmed, mewling loudly at what it seemed to be a vibrator at the highest setting plunge inside of you.

‘’P-Please d-daddy!’’

Your mind was swirling, your eyes rolling in the back of your head with your mouth hung wide open, moaning loudly enough so the next door neighbors could hear.

‘’Fuck… Look at you. All fucked and used,’’ He chuckled, thrusting it in and out of you fast while you were on the verge of climaxing.

You screamed, you grasped onto the sheets as you climaxed hard. Michael turned the vibrator off, and pulled it out of you.

“You’re such a good girl for your daddy. It’s so sickening.’’ He taunted, rubbing the surface of your ass of the palm of his hand, giving it one last good hard smack and tossing the vibrator coaxed in your cum to the side.

He worshiped you for the rest of the night, never leaving your sight. That’s why you called him daddy for a reason. He fucked you dumb until you couldn’t speak for yourself, his cock pounding inside your pussy while he had a tight grip around the base of your hair, yanking your head back. He loved to use you, to make sure he drained your cum completely for good. Michael was made of daddy material, it was so fucking amazing at what he could do to you. Fucking you from behind, making you watch how pathetic you have looked in the full sized mirror leant against the wall of his bedroom, your facial expressions had been read by him. The only thing he deeply wishes is to cum inside of you, to be his mon cherie and soonly asking you to marry him. You see, Michael Madcap Moss was a man of his word, there were trails of hints that he has been wanting to ask you to marry him.

Michael was so sweet with you, it was surreal. Every little hint he had given you was hinting towards both your guys' future together, he loved you, really, behind closed doors it didn’t always have to be kinky and calling him ‘’daddy’’. No. Your established relationship with him in and out of the ring was something very special. Something special only the two of you would share. Like those times when he called you and stayed on the phone for hours with you when he found out you had lost your mom. That one time before he had left for his wrestling tour, the rain beating down on you and him, skin on skin as you thought inside of your head that ‘’this would be the last time you’d ever get to have this moment with him.’’

Guess what? He came back, to make a comeback of all of those missed out on moments you two were going to have. All that mattered was he was only a man of his word. Saying he would come back and spend time with you, sexually or not.

‘’I love you so damn much with a heavy heart,’’ he whispered, laying beside you in his bed, his breathing coming back to reality.

‘’I l-love you, Michael Rallis.’’

Rallis would have fitted so perfectly when you have gotten the chance to get married to him. You knew the time was going to come by quickly, and so, it did.

—------------ You were sitting on the back porch on a rainy day, sipping on your coffee.

Your boyfriend Michael appeared to be pacing the room.

‘’What’s the matter?’’ You inquired, looking at him in concern washed over on your face.

‘’Oh! It’s nothing. Nothing you should be worried about.’’

He was hiding something. And you knew just by listening to his tone of voice.

‘’Uh huh.’’ You slightly rolled your eyes, and looked back upon the rain bellowing down on the fresh sidewalks.

A sigh had escalated from the both of you.

Dead silence suddenly came into play.

He stopped pacing the floors for a second, and turned back to you.

‘’Baby, I will be right back. I’m going to be fixing dinner for the two of us, okay?’’

‘’Okay.’’ You said in a bit of annoyance, arms crossed against your chest, slumped slightly back in your chair.

You watched on as he left the room, without him knowing, you followed like a shadow minutes after he had left.

Peaking in the corner of the kitchen, he pulled something out of the drawer of the kitchen. He shoved whatever he had pulled out of the drawer deep into his front pocket of his skinny jean pants.

‘’What are you doing?’’ You voiced, startling Michael.

‘’Thought you were cooking dinner?’’

‘’Oh, silly me. I was just going to do that—’’

You cut him short off of his sentence.

‘’Tell me what’s in your pocket there.’’ You have urged him to finally be loose about what he was hiding, it somewhat managed to work.

‘’Promise you won’t laugh?’’

The ‘’promise you won’t laugh’’ remark had turned out to be a little humorous just by the tone in his voice.

‘’Promise.’’ You replied.

‘’Okay, close your eyes.’’ He said, doing as you were requested to do, you closed your eyes.

The sound rang through your ears, he dropped the item that he was going to show you.

‘’Fuck.’’ He cursed, picking it up off the ground, t’sking at himself for such humiliation drawn on his face.

Without hesitation, he stepped in front of you.

‘’Y/N L/N, will you marry me?’’ Those words slipped past his lips, Michael had one knee knelt right in front of you, with a small box in his hand, opening it to reveal a gorgeous engagement ring.

You opened your eyes, and gasped when he slid the engagement ring on your ring finger to perfectly fit.

‘’I will. Yes, yes I will!’’ You teared up, sobbing in tears of joy. He pulled you into a strong hug, caressing the back of your head.

‘’I love you, Y/N Rallis.’’

‘’I love you too, Michael Rallis.’’

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