#claudio castagnoli imagine

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes, slow burn.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton, @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic, @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch, @whenimakeitshine1234, @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

Chapter 1

“But first” Claudio squeezed the flesh of her hip, making sure to apply enough pressure to make her feel his trimmed nails sinking into her skin. 

It was a silent warning, she could feel the harshness of every word underneath his deadly grip. She would have to be careful with this one, he wasn’t completely under her spell as Mox was. And even though Yuta was dangerous, he was a minor one compared to the bald man. 

She could see it in his eyes, as Claudio slowly released her flesh, that he wouldn’t think twice before hurting her. 

And if she’d like to have any sort of advantage over these men, she would have to get at least two of them on her side. 

“Let’s have our snack before it gets cold” Claudio grinned, his dark eyes sparkled with knowledge and a fake warmness that was meant to give her a false sense of security. 

She knew that look all too well, being familiar with it ever since she was a child, she could sense it from a mile away. This one was smarter than Yuta and Mox together.

This one was going to be responsible for putting her acting skills to the test. 

Claudio had brought them two grilled cheese sandwiches, a cup of coffee for himself, a cup of orange juice for her, and a small bowl of chopped fruits. Strawberries, kiwis, red and green grapes were the ones she could spot on the top of the porcelain bowl. 

She slightly frowned, these were not only all of her favorite fruits but it was also intriguing to her how they had managed to find kiwi in her town. 

The fruit is typically grown in temperate climates with mild winters and warm summers, and that was the exact opposite climate of her town. 

All of the times she craved to eat the exquisite fruit, she had to drive at least 3 hours to the closest state with a temperate climate so she could find the sweet yet tangy-tasting fruit at the grocery store. 

This was odd, to say the least. It was either an indication that they were distant from her town or that the men who kidnapped her came from somewhere far from where she lived. 

“Do you like kiwis?” Claudio asks, suddenly curious about her apparent fixation over the fruit. 

“Yes,” She nodded, momentarily licking her lips in order to try to fake a nervousness. “It’s one of my favorites…I haven’t eaten it in a long time”

“Well, ain’t today your lucky day?” The smile on Claudio’s lips was spine-chilling, like an owl’s hoot on a winter night. A bad omen for what was yet to come. 

Her eyes found the deer’s head on the wall once again, it whispered softly to her, humming a familiar tune over and over like a broken record. 

She felt it before she could see it, the sweetness followed by the tanginess and slightly acidic taste of the fruit against her lips, her eyes darted down to Claudio’s fingers, which held the piece of fruit against her bottom lip. 

The once-friendly flavor now tasted hostile, aggressive, malicious, and venomous. The man before her had poisoned it with his touch, and nausea began to rise up her throat. 

Staring at the Swiss man who was now face to face with her, she watched as his tongue darted out to collect the juices of the green fruit spread across her lips. She felt it, the warm and rough texture of the muscle tasting her skin. And before she could rationalize what had happened, the man whispered “Lay down”.

Her eyes fixated on his as he spoke:

“I’m going to ask you some questions, and for each correct answer I’ll reward you with some of your favorite fruits” Claudio smiled widely “Let’s begin”. 

The winter wind blew against her wet skin, prickling and burning her delicate flesh. Uncontrolled shivers run through her entire body, a sharp pain constricts her lungs and pressure begins to install itself in her chest, making her already shallow breath become weaker with each drag of breath in.

Her eyes tingled with the unshed tears and her throat burned with the desire to scream through the howling wind.

“I can see your tears from here, dytyna. You’re not fooling anyone” Mykola laughs, pulling a long drag of his cigarette as she screamed at the top of her lungs “FUCK YOU!”. 

The temper tantrum only served to make her father’s right-hand laugh louder, his combat boots sank into the snow as he squatted down, “Are you feeling better now? Good, now control your emotions from now on. You’re a smart kid, but you let your mind take over and that’s a terrible mistake. The last thing you want is to be your own enemy, got it?”.

She nodded weakly before Mykola snarled “I asked if you got it”

“Dobre, ya zrozumiv.” She answers, shaking violently as another harsh gust of wind hits her wet skin.

The Ukrainian man tossed the cigarette bud on the snow before helping her stand up from the floor, “Let’s get inside, we’re done for today”. Placing a thick blanket around her body, Mykola opened the back door of the warehouse and pushed her inside with him. A fluffy navy blue towel covered her head as he carefully dried her hair, “Can we go near the fire?” She asked with trembling limbs.

“No” Mykola softly pushed her down to sit on the old armchair, “You’re hypothermic, if we do that you’ll die. We need to warm up your body slowly, we’ll stay here for now, and as time goes by we’ll move closer to the fire”.

Mykola “Myko” Kolavenko was her father’s right-hand and her bodyguard ever since she was a child, he was the closest she’d ever get to a fatherly figure, and most of the time even being referred to as so by her. When she was 4 years old, Myko wanted to introduce her to martial arts as a way of discipline and self-defense, but her father completely forbade “Men are supposed to defend and fight, not women! I don’t want her to become a tomboy, Myko. She will fit the role God created her for, which is a woman who will be a wife, a mother, a nurturing figure” Was her father’s first and last statement about the subject.

After finding her in the kitchen crying over her father’s response, Myko sat beside her on the table, dried her tears, and whispered “Your father didn’t let us train your body, but he didn’t say we can’t train your mind”.

“What do you mean?” She looked up at him, hope written all over her innocent eyes.

“Means you’ll be able to beat me at poker” Myko winked, which made her giggle.

The memory made her smile and from the armchair, her eyes now settled on his wrinkled face. “Do you think I’m able to beat you at poker now?” She joked, teeth chattering as Myko placed another heavy blanket around her body.

The man chuckled, pulling an old chair in front of her so they could seat face to face, “Absolutely fucking not. At least not yet, you still have a long way to go before I even allow you near a poker table”.

“Why?” She frowned

“Because I don’t want to lose money” Myko winks with a smirk. He grabs a whisky glass and fills it to the brim with the amber liquid.

“Do you think I’ll ever be able to do it, Myko? To control my mind, I mean. Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck like it’s all for nothing. I don’t think I’m having any progress at all, and it’s fucking frustrating”.

Myko took a big gulp of the whisky and let the all too familiar burning feeling settle in his throat. “Training the body is easier than training the mind. After a few years of training you kill the receptive nerves of pain in your body and well, you become basically painless. Meaning it doesn’t distract you anymore, someone can punch you in the face and it won’t shock you or disorient you. Now the mind is way more problematic because it’s in constant change, as you grow older your mind and perception change and you have to adapt to a completely different reality. Compare yourself from 6 months ago to now, you’ve changed so much in here” Myko tapped her left temple, “And it will happen again 6 months from now, so you have to be able to adapt to everything, dytyna, because you never know what’s going to happen. The reason why I put you outside on a winter night in Kyiv and wetted your skin is to start to accustom your mind to be in uncomfortable and under pressure sceneries because that’s when your whole system becomes alert. Emotions appear all at once, your mind races due to stress, pain, and despair, and you either shut down or do something really stupid that will have catastrophic consequences so you have to learn how to act during times like this.

“You will register your feelings, your thoughts of despair and agony, but they won’t be what drive and guide you anymore because you’ll control them not the other way around. That’s the most valuable lesson you have yet to learn, divchynka. Control your mind before it controls you because if that happens, you’re doomed. Completely fucked”.

Myko grabbed another glass of whisky and filled it with the equivalent of two shot glasses, he handed the glass to her and she frowned in confusion. “It’ll be our secret” He winked as she took the cup in her hand.

“Here’s to not being completely fucked” Myko clicked their glasses together before smiling fondly “Happy 16th birthday”.

“Thank you” She smiled back, a hint of sadness hid behind her soft smile, “And thank you for not letting me spend today alone…it means a lot”.

“You can always count on me, dytyna. Even when I’m not there”.

And as the warm tears rolled down her cheeks, she felt Myko’s arms pulling her closer to a tight embrace.

Would Myko be proud of her? Not only of the adult woman she became but mostly of her approach to what was currently happening? Would he be proud of her Machiavelli-like persuasion, of her theatrical skills, and what about her ability to be cohesive? If he could see her now would he applaud her choices or curse her through her less appealing tactics?

“Everyone can lie, dytyna. But a valley is what separates a liar from a good liar. And a bridge is what separates a good liar from a magnificent liar. And that’s who you’re aiming to be: a magnificent liar. To a point where no one, not even me, can tell apart a truth from a lie”.

And that she had successfully achieved, if there was one thing she had learned from Myko from a very young age was to be a terrific liar.

That is her advantage over the Swiss man before her, he can have the wits and the strength, but she has the biggest advantage of all time: she knows how to lie.

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[regalityandcoffee]

Sharing (Eddie Kingston x Reader x Claudio Castagnoli) (18+)

Summary: you stop by your good friend Eddie's place to drop off some CDs you borrowed. Little do you know his roommate Claudio has the day off, and he's not as lame and nerdy as Eddie claims him to be...

Look bruh. I'm horny, you're horny. If I'm getting kinkshamed we're all getting kinkshamed. And yes, this is inspired by the fact Eddie and Claudio were roommates irl. Why? Because I'm stupid that's why.

Warnings: Reader is mostly up to interpretation but im imagining her to be black, Longer than it has any right to be, lots of cuss words, big boys bickering ,threeway, p☆ssy grabbing, spit as lube, protected sex, double penetration (vaginally and anal), fingering, friends to lovers speed run lmao

And thank you @kayfabebabe for putting up with this crap

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Your first sign that Eddie wasn't home shouldn't have been the Marlboros on the table.

It should have been the fact his car wasn't parked outside in its usual spot. Except the cigarettes were more jarring, since the only thing he ever smoked were blacks and Newports. And the occasional blunt. But that was besides the point.

Now, you should've just left the CDs on the table, steal a bag of Funions out of his kitchen closet, then head out like usual. But then you realized three more things. The shitty box fan in the corner of room was off. The tv was on some documentary about computer hardware...

And you heard singing. In what sounded like fluent German. Which was doubly weird because Eddie's singing was awful and he only spoke Spanish and Yonkersese.

"Hello?" You called into the hallway.

The singing stopped, and you heard the floorboards creak. All the way at the end of the hall, a door slowly opened at the end, and a face peeked out. Shaved head, glasses...

Claudio.

"Ah, Y/N, it's just you," Eddie's roommate sighed with relief.

You gave him a smile. The tall Swiss man must have had the day off. He usually wasn't home until at least 8pm. You took in the way he pushed his glasses back up his nose, his dark brown eyes focusing on you.

"Hi Claudio, how are you?"

"Fine, fine give me just a moment," he shut his door again before you could say a word. Poor guy. He never really left his room when you came over, save to sneak out to the kitchen, apologizing softly for interrupting you and whatever dumb shit you and Eddie had gotten up to that time of night.

You bounced on the heels of your feet, waiting for the tall man to come out. It might be nice to talk to him, and wait for Eddie to get back, where ever he was. This time, your friend wasn't here to mumble in your ear about how nerdy and anal he thought his roommate was.

"Just ignore him, Mami. Dork ass..."

"Fucking Claudio, I can hear him working out in there, it's like 9 am for fucks sake..."

"Such a prick...in his goofy ass scarves..."

Finally, the door to his room creeked back open. He had taken his glasses off, and was now walking down the hall towards you.

Your eyes trailed down, simply wanting to take note of the color of his tight-looking shirt. And then you noticed he was just wearing boxers. White and light blue striped boxers.

And then you noticed what was beneath those boxers.

And how it moved with every step he took towards you.

"So, what brings you here, [nickname], huh? Eddie won't be home for quite a bit." He seemed to be oblivious to you trying to regain your composure.

"Uh- y-yeah, I just came to bring him the CDs I borrowed," you lifted them, the 2pac CD on top almost slipping from your hands and clattering to the floor as you looked up at him. "He'll be back soon, right?"

He was hung. There was no there was no other word for it. Well, actually, there were several words. But nothing else but "hung" and "huge" were coming to mind.

"If I'm remembering right, mein liebchen, he went out. Said something about getting some cigarettes and maybe soda. Told him we could share a pack, but you know him."

"Oh..." So you were alone? With Claudio? And his...less than little friend? Cool.

Cool. Cool cool cool cool. Great.

"He texted you, no?"

"Uh, no..." you shook your head, trying to keep your eyes up.

"That's no good," Claudio tutted. To his surprise he gently took the stack of CDs out of your hands. "Some friend he is..."

"It's fine, I..." your voice trailed off as he walked past you. You watched as he set the CDs down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch, he slumped down, his legs wide as he reached for the remote, boxers riding up his thighs, which were far more muscular and hairy than you would've imagined. What happened to the baggy khakis and geeky t-shirts? The button-ups and ironed pants? Where the hell did all of this come from?

"Come, sit. I don't bite."

You snapped out of your thoughts and nodded, sitting down next to him on the overstuffed pleather couch, dropping your bag down.

"You don't think it's rude to leave company waiting?" He chuckled as changed the channel.

"It's okay... he just forgot..." you mumbled, settling in the seat.

"I'll wait for you 'til he comes, okay? It'll be nice to finally speak with you."

You nodded, noticing how bright his smile was for the first time and how perfect his teeth were.

"You've known Edward long, yes?"

"Edward?" You tilted your head, until the realization hit you. You laughed a bit. "Oh! Eddie, yeah. But nobody really calls him that except his Mom when she's mad at him..."

"Hmm. How did you meet Eddie?" Claudio hummed, setting the remote between the two of after settling on some nature show.

"Hes my friend's brother. You haven't met her yet, she's coming back for Spring Break since her school's a couple states away."

He nodded, "Yes, he mentions her."

"Anyway, she and Eddie moved in to our complex years ago and we all went to school together. I hung out at their place all the time and Eddie was always super cool to me. He made us snacks all the time, let me play his games, he even taught me to cuss in Spanish!"

Claudio nodded along. You couldn't seem to tell if he was really interested, his eyes seemed focus on the narrator discussing the fascinating world of bamboo. But you kept talking anyway.

"When he got older he drove us around cause he didn't want us taking the subway or the bus too. He's, like, the best." You thought for sure when your friend introduced you to him that he was gonna be a jerk. That's just how older brothers are, that's how yours are anyway. But here you were now, and he was still one of your best friends.

Eddie really was the best.

"Its strange Eddie has never told me these things. Or for that matter, let you tell me. He always seems to drag your attention away when I come in the room." He murmured.

You shrugged, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "He's just like that, sorry."

"I'm starting to think he just doesn't want me to talk to you. I can't imagine why." You felt him shift on the couch, and you looked back over to see him rest his chin against his hand and looking over at you with those damn eyes again.

Now that it was daylight, there was no way to ignore how the sun beaming through the grimy window made the usual russet shade of them turn to honey. It was like he was becoming more and more attractive by the second. It was almost cartoonish.

"Forgive me for prying, but it's hard to not want to know the pretty dove who flies into our apartment quite often." You watched as he bounced his leg, trying not to notice the way his dick moved with it.

You looked away at the window to watch the sidewalk, ignoring the heat rising in your cheeks. Damn it! Why did he chose today of all days to act suave? Where was all this coming from? And where the hell was Eddie with his dumb cigarettes?!

"He seems like a good friend to you. I hear the way he makes you laugh while I'm in my room. It's a shame that's all he is to you, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Your brows raised as he lowered his voice. Damn, even his voice was suddenly attractive to you. Of course his accent had always interested you, but you finally noticed the way it seemed get so husky and... rough.

"Arme klein Y/N, you don't think it's obvious? It's a shame Eddie can't see it..."

"See what?" You peeked back at Claudio out of the corner of your eye, noticing his arm moving in a certain way...

"How loyal and sweet you are to him. The way he never seems to get the hints you give. Shame..."

"I don't understand..."

"I know it, you know it, sweetie. How long have you liked him? How long has he not noticed?"

"..." you opened your mouth but nothing was coming out. How did he know? How did he know?! It couldn't possibly be that obvious right?! In your defense, how were you supposed to know your best friend would go to college two states away, leaving you and Eddie in New York? Yeah, she would visit when she could and you'd message each other all the time, but it wasn't the same.

And what were you supposed to do but accept his rides home from work in his beat up Monte Carlo, "cause the bus was a nightmare and the subway was worse" according to him? And every drive, listening to his music and eating McDonald's you noticed more and more how his eyes caught the light of the street lamps, how soft his hair and lips looked? The growl in his voice after a drag of his cig, the way the corners of his eyes wrinkled when he laughed?

You were screwed from the very start!

You looked back over, your eyes widening at the sight before you; Claudio was palming himself through his underwear, slowly stroking himself through the material. Someway, somehow, he seemed to get bigger as you watched him get hard.

You didn't even have time to flinch as Claudio's large hand made its way to your jaw, slowly making you face him. You watched as he tilted his head, scanning over you. You tried not to shiver, it felt like he was looking through you. Finally his eyes met yours, and to your suprise, they were filled with what appeared to be... pity? Mostly lust as they trailed back down to your lips, but behind his lashes, his eyes were soft with pure pity.

"He's as clueless as he is rude. It isn't fair, is it?" You barely heard him whisper over the sound of your heart pounding hard in your ears. You made to speak again, but all that came out sounded more like choking.

"If he doesn't want to appreciate you, maybe I should, huh?"

"Wh-what?"

The next thing you knew, your shorts and panties were on the floor along with his boxers, your knees were up by your chest, and there was a large, handsome Swiss man with his tongue down your throat. And his hardness rubbing against your pussy as he rocked his hips. To your surprise you found your hand rubbing up his back and under his shirt as you tilted your head into the hungry, sloppy kiss.

You weren't even sure if this was wrong or not. It's not like you had a partner, and it wasn't as if you had made any promise to Eddie. Yeah, Claudio was his roommate! But you were grown, and Eddie didn't even know you liked him...

So fuck it.

Claudio's hand squeezed your thigh as he rocked back and forth against you, the friction and weight of his girth against your clit sending sparks through you. His pulled his lips away from yours, soft lips kissing your neck before he sat back up. He seemed to pull a condom out of thin air, rolling it over his dick.

"Sorry, täubchen, I don't have lube... if I knew you'd be coming I would have bought some..." He murmured. Through hazy eyes you watched as he brought his fingers to your lips. You parted them and moaned as you sucked at them, drooling and licking as you looked up at him. He smirked as slowly thrust his thick fingers into your mouth, then slide them out to stroke his cock.

"You're so pretty, you know... he doesn't tell you that enough..." he moved back above you, his hands taking your legs to put them on his shoulders. "Remember to breathe, hübsche taube, okay?" His lips went back to yours, his hand once again caressing your face. You moaned into his mouth as he slowly entered you, his dick stretching you open.

"Cla-Claud-" his kisses kept interrupting you as you tried to speak, his soft lips sucking your neck, perfect teeth grazing and nipping at the sensitive skin. Your thoughts of how he wouldn't fit dissipated as he filled you. You shifted your hips as you felt him throb in you, agonizingly slow. As wet as you were, it didn't help much until he started to move.

"That's it, good girl..." Between the sound of the leather on the couch crackling between your weight, the sound of your kissing, and the sound of your pussy taking him all in as he slowly rolled his hips, the two of you didn't hear the sound of keys falling to the hardwood floor.

"That's it, breathe, I'll go slow..."

"You rat fuck!"

Even with Claudio's hand on your jaw, you still managed to twist your head over to look at the door. There stood Eddie, his favorite hoodie hanging off one shoulder as he stood in the doorway in shock. Which quickly turned to a look of rage. He dropped the bag in his hand, the cans inside hitting the floor with a thud.

Oh no. Oh no no no no no no. The devil-may-care approach you had to the situation disappeared in an instant, your heart threatening to burst through your chest as he slammed the door shut and stomped toward the couch.

"Ah-umph ...Ed... You're finally home..." Claudio panted above you, his beard scratching against you as he stopped kissing your neck to look up.

"Don't call me Ed, you dickhead! Get off of them!" You heard him stomp over and watched as he grabbed at Claudio's arm. "What is this, huh?"

"S-sorry..." you whimpered underneath Claudio as he shifted his hips, still inside of you. You covered your face. "I'm sorry Eddie...I just-"

"Don't." He grunted, kneeling down by the couch, moving your hair out of your face. He tried to pry your hands away too, giving up when he heard the little whine in your throat. Instead, He turned his attention to his roommate. "What did I tell you?! She's off-limits! Off! Limits! ¿Qué parte de eso no entendiste, pendejo?!"

"You're the one who left her all alone. I was just keeping her company..." You peeked between your fingers to see Claudio looking back at him, not exactly smirking but not intimidated at all by him. Which was surprising, considering he was staring up at Eddie fucking Kingston. Instead he seemed to be struggling to keep his composure, still halfway buried in you.

"And you thought the best way to do that was to fuck her?! Let me guess, you strut out here in your stupid work out clothes and your-" Eddie looked down, his brows somehow becoming more furrowed. "Did you come out here in your fuckin' underwear?"

"Maybe I just forgot to get dressed, did you think of that?" Claudio leaned down and grabbed you by the waist. You yelped as he sat up, with you on his lap, effectively spearing you on his dick as he helped you straddle him. He seemed not to notice the way your breath caught in your throat as he rubbed your back. Your eyes practically rolled back in your head as you rested your head on his shoulder. You wiggled your aching hips to pull your self up a bit, just enough so he wasn't stabbing into your cervix anymore.

"Bullshit." Eddie leaned in, stroking your hair. "You okay, pipsqueak? Huh? This cabrón treating you good? Bastard didn't even put on a condom, did he? I mean I know you're on the pill and all that but-"

"I'm f-fine..." you stuttered, trying to make sense of the situation. He wasn't mad at you? He wasn't trying to break Claudio's jaw? You couldn't bring yourself to look back at your friend,especially with another guy's dick in you, but he sounded as if he had calmed down.

"For your information, I am wearing a condom." Claudio muttered.

"Yeah, but you didn't have the decency to fuck her in a bed!"

"Good point." Before you could protest, you felt Claudio shift, wrap your legs around his waist, and stand up with you effortlessly. You whined into his shoulder as his dick moved in you, shoving itself further into your aching heat. His arms wrapped around you and he started to walk down the hall towards his room. You kept your face hidden against him, still too embarrassed to let Eddie see you in such a way.

"Son of a bitch..." you heard him mutter.

Claudio stopped in his tracks. "That sounds like the voice of a man who feels left out."

"What?"

"I'm just thinking about how good Täubchen has been for me, and how perfect and-" He took a breath, a handmoving down to squeeze your ass "-tight her pussy feels... and how much you wish it was you with her around your waist like this..."

"Stop talking, bro. Right now."

"I'm sorry, Ed, but I am not the type of man who likes to bullshit. She wants you, and you want her. So why don't we all have some fun together, no?"

If your brain wasn't already fried before, it was now.

You looked up, seeing Eddie's green eyes widen as he realized what the other man said. There was anger as his brows scrunched up.

"Why'd you have to say it like that? You only fucked her 'cause you knew I liked her? Is that it?"

"No, look at her, Edward. She's a very pretty, sweet girl. I've been thinking about it for ages. Plus...I figured it would force you to be honest with yourself. Now do you want to join us or not?"

You watched Eddie as he fiddled with one of the chains around his neck, his face scrunched up. So much had to be going on in his head as he shut his eyes and sighed. "You and your stupid big dick..."

"Is that a yes?"

"Only... only if Pipsqueak wants me to..."

You hid your face immediately back against Claudio at the thought, confused, embarrassed, and worst of all, turned on. Claudio shifted his feet, and you felt him move inside you.you struggled to catch your breath in his arms. "Y- you...Eddie? And you?"

"Yes, Täubchen, me and your precious friend. It's a good idea, no?" Claudio crooned in your ear, his big hand sliding up your back.

You peeked up, eyes wide as Eddie was suddenly at your side. His eyes were soft. His hand reached up, hesitating before once again caressing your hair.

"O-only if Eddie wants to..."

"Excellent. Lass uns schlafen gehen."

"I don't know what you just said, but I know it was out of pocket." Eddie grumbled as he followed you two to the bedroom. With every step you could feel Claudio in you and it took everything in you not to clench around him, as if he wasn't already stretching you open so far...

They walked into his room, and he gently laid you on your back on his neatly made bed. You whimpered as he slid his girth out of you, resting his cock on your lower stomach as he knelt over you. He trailed two fingers down your pussy until he pressed his way inside.

"Look at that Ed, she's dripping so much already..." "So cute and fucked out... I haven't even made her cum yet... poor cutie..." he murmured, his lips curled into a smile.

"Be careful with her, alright?" Eddie grumbled as he started taking his clothes off.

"I will..." Claudio murmured as his thumb pressed against your clit, rubbing harsh circles against you, making your hips twitch. "It's so cute, and so sticky..."

"I'm sorry, 'kay? Was 'sposed to be more special than this..." Eddie mumbled as he unbuckled his jeans.

"Mphhh?" You struggled to focus on his words as your eyes raked over his broad chest as he spoke, the way his rosary and chains nestled against it...

"I was gonna ask you out proper one day. Take you somewhere nice. Like Olive Garden, you know?" He whispered as he took your shirt off, then unclipped your bra with one hand. They both went somewhere on the floor as he knelt next to you on the bed. His rosary dangled in your face before he leaned down and stared at your lips.

"Eddie..."

"Can I kiss you, pipsqueak?"

You nodded. You spent the next few moment moaning into his mouth as Claudio thrust his thick fingers into you.

What a strange way to get what you wanted for years. Eddie, your best friend's hot, cool, and surprisingly sweet older brother was finally kissing you... all while the roommate you thought he hated was fingering and teasing you to the point of tears.

You two finally came up for air, string of saliva breaking from between your lips. Your eyes trailed up to Eddie's once again. You've spent forever arguing with him whether they were grey or light green. It always depended on the lighting. But here in Claudio's sunlit room they were the softest, stormiest grey you'd ever seen them.

"Well, Täubchen... I think we've prepped you well enough, yes?" Claudio helped you to your knees. He knelt behind you, his firm strong arm around you bringing you to his chest. "If you want us both... you just have to say how..."

You tucked your head under his chin as he pressed against you, feeling his cock against your ass, still hard and hot. Your breath caught in your throat. Finally, you found your voice. "Y-you can pick..."

"Then I think I should have you from behind, and Ed from the front. How's that?"

"What? You can't just go- hang on..." Eddie got off the bed, walking out of the room. Your eyes trailed down to his hips and ass as he walked out. Claudio's hand traveled low, grabbing you by the pussy as his lips brushed agaisnst your neck.

Eddie came back, a small bottle of lube and a towel in his hand. His brows scrunched up as Claudio made a show of kissing you, squeezing you tight between the legs, making you moan.he threw the lube at him.

"Here. She's wet in the front not in the back. If we're doing this prep first, jackass."

"I was going to ask if you had any lube but now I know." Claudio rolled his eyes and pulled away from you. He took the lube and spread it on his still-covered dick as Eddie spread out the large towel. You watched as he knelt on it and took out a condom, rolling it over his own hardening girth. You bit your lip as you watched. He wasn't as long as Claudio but was just as thick.

His eyes came up, and met you, and darted away. "Y/N, come over here."

You did as he asked, coming over to the blanket. Your face buried in the crook of Eddie's shoulder, your body pressed against his. Soft, stout, and sturdy. You breathed in the scent of cigarette smoke and the knockoff Drakkar Noir.

"You gonna be able to take us both, huh?"

"Y-yeah."

Claudio set the lube aside, coming up behind you once more. You gasped as you felt two of his fingers, smeared with the cold lubricant rub against your other sensitive entrance. Once he was done, his arm once again went around your shoulders, holding you tight.

"I'm ready if you're ready, schatzi..."

You nodded. You braced yourself against Eddie as Claudio pressed the head of his cock against you, then slowly pushed his way in. You let out slow shallow breaths as he nibbled your ear, his other hand against your hip.

"That's it... I've got you...go ahead, Eddie..."

You shut your eyes, sighing into Eddie's shoulder as he steadied himself, one hand gripping your hip while he held his dick with the other, pressing it into you, occupying the space Claudio was once in.

You bite your lip as the man behind you squeezed your breast, teasing you slowly with his hand.

The pressure between your legs was already immense. Eddie started first, slowly rocking his hips into your cunt, giving and gritting his teeth. "She's so... fuck Y/N..."

Soon the two of them attempted to find a pattern, Eddie moving his hips after Claudio. You moved your hips as much as you could twitching and biting your lip from each shock of friction, from every inch either man moved inside of you.

The Swiss mans hand made its way up from your chest around your throat. You sighed he once again kissed your lips, moaning into his mouth as his thrusting grew deeper and rougher as he pounded against you ass, purring in your ear.

"You like this? You like this, schatzi? You're being so good for-gonna make me-"

"Careful, be care- oh fuck..." Eddie hissed as he jerked inside you, hand gripping your hip tighter as he adjusted himself. He slowed down before his hips bucked back into you.

"I'm gonna cum... You're gonna make me-" the sound of sex echoed off the wall as the two of them fucked you, Claudio, breathing heavy, kissing your cheek as his thrusts grew slower -and deeper. "Schatzi, schatzi‐!" He slowed, panting behind you as he slowed to a stop, pulsing in you as Eddie thrust forward.

"Eddie...Eddie...Mmmph...!" Your orgasm snuck up on you as Claudios arm tightened around your shoulder tilting you back. You rested your back against the Swiss man's chest as your best friend- or maybe he was more than that now-, gripped your hips and thrust into your pussy as you tightened around him.

"That's it, good girl, look at her Eddie, fuck her, fuck her good..."

You shit your eyes, whimpering and panting as You heard Eddie moan and curse, fucking you through your orgasm until you felt him also come to his release, his dick twitching in you and his hips bucking slower, yet more erratic...

"Holt shit, holy shit-!"

The three of you laid on the bed afterwards, sheets a mess, the sun slowly setting. The room was quiet, with the sound of the a/c and your breath occupying the empty space.

"So... either of you want pizza after this?"

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After a quick clean up, you found yourself sitting on Eddie's lap in the living room, watching what was left of that's nights football game in one of his old shirts.

"Eddie?"

"Yeah?"

"You...you don't think I'm a slut? For, you know..."

"No! Fuck no! if anybody's a slut it's him." Eddie pointed to Claudio, who came back from the kitchen with two cans of tea. He set them down on the table in front you two.

"I take no offense to that." he leaned down, making to touch you.

Eddie smacked his hand away. "Don't touch her hair."

"Eddie!"

"Ouch." Claudio pulled away, holding his hand, pretending to be hurt. "You wounded me Kingston, my hand is shattered in three places..."

"Look. I... I don't share, got that? Today was diff-."

"I know, I know," Claudio waved him off, retrieving his wallet off of the table.

"Claud."

"Yeah?"

"...thanks. I guess."

"You're welcome." He zipped his jacket. "Well, I'm off to go get the pizza."

"Wait, you got one supreme one meat lovers right?"

"One supreme, one Hawaiian."

"You sick son of a bitch," Eddie grumbled, sipping from his can, though you swore you saw a smile creeping up on his face.

Claudio quickly leaned in again, kissng your temple. He dodged the empty can thrown at his head as he scampered towards the door.

"Don't have too much fun without me!"

"Fuck off!"

One the door closed, Eddie laced back against the couch. He pulled you close, kissing your forehead.

"So..."

"Hmm?" Even over the hum of the tv, you could hear him swallow as he chose his next words.

"...I guess...we gotta lot to talk about... huh?"

"...yeah."

"So... how long have you liked me?"

"How long have you liked me?"

"Well..."

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[grayson-baller]

Hello,

I would love to ask for the

Kink 16/overstimulation with the

NSFW Prompt 68 and 26 for Claudio Castagnoli .

Claudio Castagnoli -- Headcanon

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warnings: smut--18+

word count: 478

pairing: fem!reader & Claudio

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masterlist: ++

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prompts:

26 - "I'm going to ruin you."

68 - "You’re mine and no one else can have you.”

kink:

16 - overstimulation

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“I’m going to ruin you, amore.” His low voice whispered his promise of torment to come, reminding you that you were helpless. Besides your moans and pleas, the only other sound was the buzzing of your favorite pink wand.

His eyes were watching your face closely. You could feel his heated gaze on you. On your face. On your body. He was watching you, as if he was studying you.

You couldn’t hide anything from him. You never were able to from the start. Under his intense gaze, you had no choice but to be an open book.

“Look at you,” he mused, hand cupping your thigh. His fingers danced across your heated skin, grounding you and bringing some comfort. “You’re fucked out, aren’t you, baby? You are so devastatingly beautiful like this. My beautiful girl.”

Possessive. It started hours ago with his hand on your lower back, anger slowly seething. Some idle comments made about you had set him off, jealously tumbling into this.

His way of claiming you, not that you reminded. It was him reminding him you were his, just like the ways that he was yours too.

Your hands were bound to the headboard with silk, legs spread too. That damn pink wand had been pressed against your clit, and you weren’t sure for how long. You lost count of how many times you came.

The feeling of pleasure blurring the line with pain.

“Cla…Claudio.” You hoarsely moaned, voice cracking with how raw your throat was. Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill over. You were helpless, bound here at his mercy.

Truthfully? You loved it. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

The vibrations continued to buzz against your clit, a wanton moan rippling from your lips as you came, thrashing against your bounds.

“That’s it, amore.” He whispered, never once removing the wand to give you a break. You whimpered, overstimulation wracking the nerve endings of your swollen clit. “That’s it, come for me. Show me how beautiful my amore is when she falls apart for me.”

“Please,” you pleaded, knowing it was likely to fall on deaf ears. You pulled against your binds, head rolling back at the feeling of another orgasm quickly approaching. You were helpless to stopping them, only thing you could do was lay here and endure them.

“You’re my perfect girl, amore.” He mused, hand smoothing over the skin of your thigh once more. “You’re all mine, aren’t you. You’re mine and nobody else can have you.”

“Yo…yours,” you moaned, orgasm hitting you once more. You whined at the feeling, the pleasure quickly morphing into pain. “Please, Claudio. I can’t. Please.”

He bent down, brushing his lips against yours. “Once more, amore.” He whispered against your mouth, breath tickling your lips. “My good girl is going to come for me one more time.”

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[daddyhausen]

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a/n — i got a fucking language kink if it ain’t obvious. also i know claudio speaks multiple languages, but i chose italian bc that’s the one i’m most familiar with :3

also keep in mind i’m using google translate as i am not fluent in italian so i apologise if there is anything wrong or misspelt

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { claudio castagnoli masterlist }

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{ summary } — what’s better than watching claudio play video games ? cuddling him while he’s playing video games of course !

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, fem!reader, language kink, riding, male + female orgasms, squirting, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, internal cumshot, creampie

{ word count } — 1.2k

{ genre } — smut

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observed was not nearly the word you’d use to describe this moment, for it was far too precious to you. you simply admired him, his concentration in that exact moment although you did not have a clear view of his features, at least from your current position, however you could make out the slightest glimpse of his stare in the reflection of his monitor. his eyes fixated with an intense gaze, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, his tongue positioned between slightly gritted teeth, just barely jutting out past his lips. a few curse words muttered here and there whenever a level had become particularly frustrating to beat. you could also hear the resounding chuckle of one adam cole through his headphones whenever your love had lost a round.

to say you were in love was an understatement, you had hearts in your eyes for him. you craved him, nor necessarily in a sexual sence, moreso his touch, his warmth. the way his arms would protectively wrap around your waist, the small kisses he’d plant atop your shoulders, the way he’d stare lovingly down at you although he was supposed to be concentrating on his game. you smiled softly thinking about it

you stood up, although your current position on the bed was rather comfortable, you made your way towards him, quietly tip-toing behind him, your arms wrapping around his muscular frame, chin placed daintily upon his shoulder, a sweet, soft kiss graced his cheek. he leaned into it, a gentle sigh escaping his lips. it was a comfortable silence the two of you basked in, no sense of awkwardness in the air.

he raised his arms up, both hands still gripping the controller quite firmly, allowing you to take a seat on his lap. you did so slowly, making sure not to disturb his game. you straddled his lap, one leg on either side of his thighs. his arms came down around your body, holding a protective grip on your waist as his chin lightly rested upon your shoulder.

you buried yourself into the warmth of his chest, head buried into the cross of his neck, still hearing the incoherent ramblings of adam through his headphones. you basked in the immense comfort and protection of his warmth, succumbing to the soft, rhythmic thumps of his heartbeat, letting a small sigh escape your lips.

hours you could spend like this, in silence, just basking in each other’s glory. it felt safe, it felt like home. peering up slowly through half-closed lids, the lull of sleep seeming to pull you in during the early morning hours, noticing that same soft slow pull affecting his blinks. adam hald already logged off about an hour or so ago as evident by the silence through your love’s headphones. entranced, you stared up at him for a moment, pupils blown wide with such adoration for him.

he took off his headphones, placing them on the table beside his keyboard, he glanced down at you slowly with tired eyes, a soft smile forming across his lips

“what’s the matter, amore mio?” { my love }

his voice was soft, loving, aided by a simple head pat, smoothing the loose strands of hair from your eyes, tucking them behind your ears.

“tired?” he questioned again. you only offered a simple head shake, a no in response for the time being

“a little, but i don’t want to fall asleep yet” you hummed, nuzzling further into his chest

“well, i got an idea of what we could do for the time being”

“oh really?” you propped yourself up slightly, hands resting upon his shoulders, a sly raise of your eyebrow at his suggestion. “and what do you propose we do?”

he said nothing, merely cupping your cheeks in both his large palm pulling you down for a tender, yet heated kiss. a small gasp let your lips at the sudden contact, one of which made him smile into your lips. his hands moved slowly, down from your cheeks, cupping the swell of your breasts on his palms for a moment, his thumbs flickering over your clothed nipples, feeling them perk up at his touch onder the fabric.

his hands continued to travel downward, from your breast they moved down your stomach, around the wonderful curve of your hips, finally resting on your plump ass, giving the supple flesh a rough squeeze just for good measure. he pulled away from the kiss for a moment, quickly coming to the realisation that you were only hearing panties underneath your… well, his shirt.

“you planned this, didn’t you?” he tilted his head slightly, a sly smirk. a chuckle followed soon after.

“maybe…” you remarked with the same cocky wit in your response, leaning forward to kiss him rather harshly again. his hands slid up your shirt once more, fingertips traced shapes against your skin. he was far too impatient to remove your clothing for now, simply wanting to ravage you then and there.

your hands slipped down from around his neck, gripping his shirt with your nails, hips slowly beginning to grind in his growing bulge. soft moans erupting from his parted lips as you pulled away, fingertips toying with the hem of his sweatpants.

“amore…” { love } he yearned for you, your touch, your warmth, letting a small, primal growl escape his lips when you freed his hard cock from the restraint of his sweatpants

“sei amore della mia vita…” { you are the love of my life }

he lifted your hips up, prying your panties to the side. his lips locked with yours, the tip of his cock teased your soaked folds, slipping into your entrance with ease, adoring the way your tight little cunt stretched around his thick cock.

you could not help yourself, beggining to bounce on his cock, his hands gripped your waist, aiding your movements. your head buried into the crook of his neck, placing loving kisses upon his skin, nipping the flesh slightly with your teeth as a guttural groan parted his lips.

“fuck…i’m close,” he grunted, feeling his cock swell inside your warmth. your cunt throbbing around his size egging him closer to his release. you remained silent, insisting on riding him, focused on helping him achieve release.

your body buzzed with pleasure, slowly thrusting your hips down onto his cock, feeling his thick size stretch you out with ease as his orgasm drew near. you hummed against his lips, your stomach tightening with such need for release.

“m-me too…” you whined, increasing the speed of your movements, throwing you head back in pleasure as a gutteral moan ripped through your throat. claudio’s grip tightened around your waist, he pulled your shirt up, burying his face into your breasts, sucking and biting your sensitive nipples

“amore mio, sborra per me” { my love, cum for me } he growled against your flesh

“that’s it, fare un pasticcio su tutto il mio cazzo” { make a mess all over my cock }

you could not hold on much longer, a fire burning in your belly, cunt pulsing around his big cock, continuing to slam your hips down against his, crying out with release

“oh fuck!-“ you whined, dragging out your moans, juices gushing around his size, thighs shaking as such intense pleasure coursed through you. he was quick to follow suit, lightly biting down on your nipple, his cum flooding your void in a sea of white, filling you to the brim as you slammed down on his cock for a final time, collapsing into him

“amore…” { love… }, he breathed out, softly tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear so he could see your face clearly.

“tu sei il mio sole e le mie stelle. ti amerò per sempre” { you are my sun and stars. i’ll love you forever }

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[h0ney-fiction]

Smoke

Synopsis: Claudio comes home late at night to find his wife, Leanna, indulging in that green.

A/N: Schnucki = sweetie

Word Count: 1,310

Ratings/Warnings: Explicit. 🌱 Use. Unprotected Sex.

It was 2AM when Claudio came home after a taping. He was surprised to see the light leading to the backyard was on. He was even more surprised to see his wife, Leanna, sitting on the daybed on their back porch, meticulously hunched over a wooden box with a tray, rolling what appeared to be a joint.

“Schnucki?” he called out.

The young woman jumped in response, placing her hand over her heart.

“Papi!‌ You scared me!” She called out, picking up the joint that fell out of her hand and into the box.

“You’re lucky I just finished this,” She giggled.

The Swiss looked at her with great curiosity.

“Where did you get this?”

Leanna was a native California girl; marijuana wasn’t anything new to her. In fact, in a life before Claudio, she was a beach bum stoner modeling along the West Coast. A year before he left WWE‌ for AEW, Vince hired models for a promo.

Neither of them remembers who or what it was for.

What they did know is by the end of the shoot, they became inseparable. Despite not being a smoker himself, Claudio never pressured Leanna to stop. However, when they decided to have baby Olivia, she quit.

“You’re home early!” She got up, getting on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. He kissed back endearingly.

“Where did you get weed?” He inquired again.

Leanna shrugged and giggled, clearly already a little high. He smiled at her.

“Vanessa came over with takeout and drinks. We put Liv down for the night and she told me she had a joint in her car. She left then I remembered I still had some in my stash.”

Claudio couldn’t help but laugh at his wife’s reasoning. She took his hand and led him to the daybed. Claudio sat down as she took the joint from the box and lit it. She deeply inhaled as the embers of the tightly rolled joint lit up and burned. The smell of marijuana danced against Claudio’s nose as she exhaled. Leanna turned to the Swiss and kissed his temple. She then gave her hand out.

“Come on, baby. Just one hit.”

Claudio knew his wife had an ulterior motive as she teasingly placed her free hand on his thigh, gently caressing upwards under his gym shorts. He laughed to himself, always so brazen when she was horny.

Marijuana wasn’t his vice of choice but he does enjoy the effect it has on him during sex. He took the joint from her. As he placed the joint between his lips and inhaled, Leanna placed herself between his legs. She caressed and kissed his thighs as he exhaled, pulling down his black gym shorts. She felt him through his underwear, teasing him. He relaxed into the daybed, feeling the effects of the drug slowly take over his body. Claudio let out a low moan as she licked his shaft through his underwear, his manhood awakening in response. He lifted up his hips to help her take off his underwear. She kissed his balls and licked him from the base to his tip.

“You want it sloppy, baby?”

Claudio nodded.

Leanna’s eyes were filled with lust as she put him in her mouth. Claudio rolled his head back, letting the sounds of the night air become background to the slurps and rolls of Leanne’s tongue. He was surprised at how two-year-old weed was making his body feel extremely sensitive to her touch as he became aware of every movement of her tongue as she massaged his balls with her thumb. His cock began to twitch in her mouth, begging for release.

He pulled away from his wife and brought her up to his lap, positioning her to straddle his knee. He looked at her against the patio light, all she was wearing was one of his Blackpool Combat Club t-shirts that looked oversized against her small, curvy, frame and boy-short panties. He put his hands in her hair and kissed her. She opened her mouth and let him explore her with his tongue. He savored the kiss, deepening it tenderly, feeling everything. He grabbed her by her waist to pick her up but she stopped him.

“No,” She said, breaking the kiss. “Fuck me here.”

Claudio raised his eyebrow, “Aren’t you afraid we’ll wake up the neighbors?”

“Let them hear.” She kissed him, “They probably think your name is Papi, anyway.”

Before Claudio could contest, Leanna took her shirt off, exposing her breast. She led his hands on them and returned to this kiss.

Claudio pushed away any concern he had out the window as he circled his thumbs around her nipples, teasing them. He felt Leanna circle her hips on his thigh, occasionally pushing herself back and forth against his knee.

He could feel his cock stiffen and twitch in anticipation. He tugged at her underwear and helped her get out of them. She got straddled herself against him, whimpering from the sensation. Claudio nibbled on her ears and kissed down her neck and collarbones. He teased, brushing his lips against the skin above her breast, making her ache for more of his touch. Her moans grew louder but she was careful not to wake up a neighbor, or worse, Olivia.

Claudio positioned Leanna’s back against the day bed, pushing aside her stash box. He took off his shirt and placed himself on top of her between her legs. He swirled his tongue around her dark nipples, causing her to arch her back to him. He sucked and teased as his hands explored her, touching her in places only he knew. Her moans turned into breaths of pleasure as he kissed, licked, and sucked down to her navel and then her hips. He teased her clit with his thumb, drawing deliberately long, slow figures 8’s as he kissed her thighs and mound. She opened like a flower to his touch, lifting and squirming her hips, yearning for more.

“Be still, schnucki, or I’ll stop,” He said firmly. Leanna let out a breathy moan and plopped her hips down against the daybed. He knew she didn’t like when he teased her so intently, but watching her ache for him turned him on.

He finally dove his tongue into her honey. He could hear her moans grow louder as he intently swirled his tongue around her. Leanna placed her hands around his head and began to sway her hips to the rhythm of his tongue.

Claudio couldn’t help himself. He broke away from her sweetness, getting on his knees. He positioned himself, slowly filling inside her.

“Papiii,” She moaned. 

She sucked on his lip as he rocked his hips against her like a wave. They fell into a rhythm as Leanna rubbed her hands up and down Claudio’s arms and chest. She pulled him towards her and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love it when you fuck me, Papi,” she moaned into his ear, rolling her hips against him.

“I know,” The Swiss replied. His voice turned into a low growl.

Leanna’s moans turned into shallow breaths as her legs began to quiver. Claudio matched his thrusts to the rolls of her hips as he intently filled every inch inside her. Soon, her whole body gave in pleasure as she moaned Claudio’s same so loud she was almost certain at least the next house overheard her.

But she didn’t care.

With one final thrust, Claudio’s cock began to pulsate and release inside her. Catching his breath, he pulled away and wrapped his arms around his beautiful wife. He kissed her forehead and nuzzled his nose in her hair. Just when the couple relaxed into post-sex bliss, the baby monitor on the patio table began to crackle with mumbles and cries. The two simultaneously sighed.

Every time.

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[plentyoffandoms]

Day 20 🎃 Dirty Dancing & Mirror Sex

BCC x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @maeleelee

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Oral (m receiving) anal, creme pies, dp. MMFMMM . NSFW under the cut

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

I hope you like it.

The room was filled with the sound of their moans, my squeals and screams. The room smelled like sex and they are no where near done yet.

My holes are just dripping with their cum. I have lost count at how many times they have all came in, except one.

He is sitting in the chair across from us and has not even touched me, but I can feel his eyes on me.

I felt them earlier in the evening as I was just dancing with Paul, who I have known for awhile now.

We have sex here and there whenever we need that stress relief but never once have we ever brought anyone into it. That was until today.

As I finally got the liquid courage, I was dancing sexy, wanting all eyes on me and me alone. Paul went to go and talk to his friends and I was left alone in the middle of the dance floor.

That was until I felt the hard body of Darren behind me. I only knew it was him because he said my name and I will always know his voice anywhere.

I went to turn around to face the older man but he placed his strong hands on my hips and pulled me against him. I could feel him through his pants and I actually gulped when I felt how big and thick he was.

"Come back to my room Gorgeous. We want to make all your dreams come true." He said to be as he leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"Who?"

He gently placed his hand under my chin and had me looking in the direction of Paul, Jon, Claudio and Bryan.

"Yes or no YN?"

"Yes." I whimpered as I nodded my head yes.

A hard slap to my ass brought me back. My mind was clouded with what they have been doing to me.

I heard Jon groan behind me and I moaned around the cock that was in my mouth as I felt Jon cum.

"Shit, she can't even keep it in anymore. There is just so much." Jon groaned as he started to finger my ass.

Bryan started to slam even harder into my pussy and I knew he wasn't far behind. One, two, three hard thrusts and he came.

Claudio took over for Jon and he slid easily into my ass. I moaned around Paul's cock, as Claudio pace was hard and fast.

I felt the first rope of cum hit that back of my throat and Paul muttering my name. I swallowed it all and kept sucking until he pulled out.

Paul patted my head and I smiled at him, but my smile fell when Claudio changed his pace and was slamming me into the bed now.

"Don't fucking break her." Jon growled out.

"She can take it. Can't you sweetheart?" The once quiet voice in the corner finally said.

"Yes." I whimpered out as my vision became blurry with the tears that have now formed in my eyes from the pleasure.

They each took turns fucking my different holes, but never Darren. He was still in the corner watching and waiting.

I didn't notice when he finally moved. I didn't notice when the bed dipped. I didn't notice when the hands gripping my hands moved me until I was laying across his body.

"My turn." He growled in my ear and then he thrust up into me. I held on as he used me to finally finish what he has been holding off for hours now.

I cried out his name as I came hard around his cock. The others were standing around us, jerking themselves off as they watched their mentor fuck me into oblivion.

Just as Darren came with a scream, the others groaned around us as well. My body getting covered in their cum.

We were all breathing heavy and my eyes were threatening to close. "Let's get you cleaned up and some fresh sheets there Gorgeous." Darren said to me before I was lifted off of him by Claudio.

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[smartycvnt]

and we're happy here

pairing: claudio castagnoli x reader

prompt: "please don't cry."

Your hands were shaking as you stood outside of the men's locker room. A few guys had come and gone, each of them giving you a weird look as they passed. Nobody had said anything to you though. You waited for any member of the BCC to come out of there. Technically, you needed to talk to Claudio, but you wanted to check in with the other guys on how he was doing. This wasn't an easy talk to have, but it was one that was a long time coming. Especially since you were about to be released.

"Miss Y/l/n, odd place to find you," Regal said as he stepped out. Moxley and Bryan walked out behind him, but didn't stop to talk to you. They didn't like you much, not that you could blame them. Claudio was focused, but you had always been a major distraction for him. Regal was probably the only one of their group, aside from Yuta, who went out of his way to be nice to you.

"I was going to talk to Claudio," you told him. Regal's face fell, sensing your distress about the situation. You had grown to love Claudio, but both of you had been putting your relationship on the back burner for too long. Time hadn't been an issue for a long time, the two of you just didn't work out very well.

"Good luck darling. If you need a ride, you give me a call," Regal told you. You nodded, sending him a smile in thanks. Claudio would still offer to give you a ride home for the night because he was just that kind of guy, but you had arranged for Britt to take you home. She had been the one to insist that you not let this sit between you and Claudio any longer, so she would deal with your emotional aftermath.

"Thank you," you said quietly. If you would have spoken any louder, your voice would have broken. Regal stayed with you until Claudio came out and then he gave you the much-needed privacy. "Can we talk?"

"Uh oh, I know that look." The nervous chuckle and uneasy smile told you that he knew this was coming. You wondered if he had begun to feel the same way about you that you felt for him. There was love there, but it wasn't the same as it had once been. You'd always care about him, but things had begun to stagnate.

"What are we doing?" you asked him. Claudio shrugged his shoulders, unsure of how to answer your question. "I feel like we're stuck. I want to move forward, but there's nowhere to go."

"A-are you saying what I think you are?" Claudio asked you. You looked up at him to see tears forming in the corners of his eyes. He cleared his throat as he waited for you to answer his question.

"Please don't cry."

"We're both here. We can find a way to go forward," Claudio said. You shook your head, looking down at your shoes as you quietly muttered something about your release. "What?"

"Tonight was my last show at AEW. I'm quitting, there's a company in Japan who really wants to hire me. I can step back from the ring, learn more about the producing, and even train some new people. If I'm over there all the time and you're here, it was bound to happen eventually," you told him.

"I thought we were happy," Claudio said. He looked confused, like he had been missing out on you sending signals. You hadn't, you really were happy with Claudio, but you wouldn't last the distance, not again. The two of you had barely survived working for opposite companies in the same country.

"I've never been happier with anybody else, and I don't know that I will be, but the timing isn't right for this."

"I could wait for you until you got back. We could find a way to make this work," Claudio sounded desperate, like he didn't want to give you up. You couldn't help but feel like you were making a huge mistake, but if you didn't do this now then the two of you would fall apart completely later. You'd rather things be an easy break than messy and nightmarish.

"Don't wait for me. Find somebody who makes you feel twice as good as I did. And one day, when I come back, you can introduce us. I'm sure that she'll be amazing."

"She won't be you."

#aew #aew x reader #aew imagine #aew imagines #claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #claudio castagnoli imagines

[wwenhlimagines]

how would the member of blackpool combat club react to their girl telling them she’s pregnant?

Not sure if you wanted all of them, but I was feeling Claudio for this one.

Crafting Claudio

When you found out you were pregnant, you knew that you wanted to surprise your husband Claudio by asking him to make a new hoodie for you as you loved how excited he got to make things for you.

You found a small Swiss flag, black onesie, and a hoodie from the store and brought it home.

You wrapped the onesie and flag up in the hoodie and cut out "Castagnoli's smallest fan" using your cricut.

You brought the hoodie everything inside it to him in his crafting room and placed it next to him on the table.

"Okay, let's see what we've got here."

He unravels the hoodie and finds the letters and flag first.

"You wanted to put the flag on the back with the words above it?"

You smile before picking up the onesie that had blended in with the hoodie material. "Not exactly"

Claudio tilts his head "What's that for?" You smile and lay it out before grabbing the letters and flag laying them out on the onesie.

He looks between you and the onesie a few times before taking a closer look at the letters.

"Wait, smallest fan.... onesie... are you?"

His eyes are wide as he looks up at you hopefully.

You nod and grab his hand to place it on your stomach.

"We're having a baby! I'm going to be a dad!"

He scooped you up and twirled you around a couple times before setting you on the ground and kissing you over and over again.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

You giggle and eventually pull back turning back to the onesie.

"So are we going to make this things or what?"

He smiled and giddily grabbed the onesie and got to work making his first born child's first custom onesie

#claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli imagine #aew imagine #blackpool combat club

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Claudio Castagnoli Masterlist

Road Trip (Headcanon)

United We Stand, Divided We Fall (Headcanon)

#claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli smut #claudio castagnoli imagine #claudio castagnoli fluff #claudio castagnoli angst #clausio castagnoli headcanon

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

I would love a BCC smut headcannon fic! I’ll leave it up to you! Not many people write about all of them. Thank you! 😊

Fine Print

An: This started out as some form of head cannons and turned out to whatever this is. I honestly don't know what this is.

Blackpool Combat club X Fem reader

Main Masterlist

Word count: 835

Summary: When Regal betrayed the BCC they were in search of a new leader and somehow you fit the part. You should have read the fine print

When Regal turned on the BBC months ago I didn’t know what to expect. Sure we all knew it would happen at some point but did that point need to be right now? I had the pleasure of being ringside for the match against Mox and MJF, I saw firsthand the look of betrayal on Jon’s face once he realized what had happened. 

The next few weeks were a bit of a daze, originally I was just being used as a distraction, as bait for this feud with Max. I honestly didn’t mind it, I still hated him for what happened during our days in the pinnacle so when Regal came to me with the idea I had to accept. Now that he’s gone the BCC needed a leader. I would assume the torch would be passed to Mox or Danielson but me? What did they see in me? Why did they want me to take over their sacred club?

Those next weeks as the new leader of the BCC went well, almost too well. We would travel and room together since that’s what factions do but I always felt like there was something else. The way the boys would exchange looks between the other hoping I didn’t realize but I always did. The way they would get jealous when other male talent approached me backstage. I almost felt like I was pray and they were predators waiting to find the right moment to attack. 

Tonight I had a match on Dynamite against Hikaru Shida, of course the boys needed to be ringside for my match. When I arrived at the arena I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, almost like I did something wrong. Just then Shida came up to me. 

“Hey Y/n!” Shida said, approaching me with a big smile 

“Hi Shida, you ready for tonight?” I asked 

“I’m ready to kick your ass” She said laughing “But I came to give you a bit of a heads up” 

Heads up? Why would I need a heads up?

“I think your little club is mad at you?” Shida said to me before a “Good luck”, with that she left

I stood in the middle of the entrance frozen in fear. What did I do? Everyone knows not to piss off the blackpool combat club. Trying to prepare myself for the absolute worst I walked down a few halls until I made it to our private locker room. I knocked on the door, no response, so I knocked again, still nothing. I slowly opened the door and realized it was pitch black in the room, just then I felt someone grab my arm and pull me inside. 

I tried to move, make a sound, but I couldn't. Whoever grabbed me had a tight grab on my wrists from behind with one hand, the other covering my mouth. Still I tried to escape but then I felt it and I realized exactly what was going on. I could feel the hard erection pressed against my ass. My body now was able to relax, just for a moment. Then that’s when I realized that it was Mox who held me, at least I thought it was, I was still in the dark. 

Just then the mystery man let go of me and the bright lights turned on, revealing the entire blackpool combat club. 

“Where were you yesterday?” Mox asked as he slowly approached me, now face to face 

I didn’t know how to respond 

“I’m asking you a question: doll face, where were you?” Mox asked again, voice louder this time 

“Home?” was all I could manage to stay

“That’s just not good enough, you see we don’t appreciate you not joining us yesterday” Danielson said “The BCC we eat, we sleep, we train together. You know this. So why weren't you here yesterday?”

I didn’t know what to say, truthfully I wanted to travel to the show alone today. I was starting to grow a bit uncomfortable at times, I swear Yuta was watching me in the shower the other day. 

“What’s the matter? Cat got ya tongue?” Mox said as he grabbed me once again, pressing my ass against the bulge in his jeans. “You feel that Y/n? This is what you do to me, I’m pretty sure you do this to all of us. I’m going to say this once baby so you better listen. You may be the leader of this club but I will tell you what to do. Part of your job Y/n, will be to help me out with this little problem I have here alright?” 

Just then, Mox gave the others a nod to which Yuta, Claudio and Bryan left the room leaving me and Mox alone. 

What have I gotten myself into?

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[allelitedweaming]

Scheduling Conflicts

Blackpool Combat Club x Reader (and I do mean the entire Blackpool Combat Club)

Summary: Having an entire faction for a boyfriend could be great, but sometimes scheduling was an issue.

Content warnings: shameless smut, group sex, unprotected sex, double penetration, male receiving oral, terribly translated Italian, dirty talk / degredation, light ddlg and D/s

Word count: 4755

It was 8 AM but Jon couldn't keep his hands off of you. You were at the gym, the earliest birds who had gotten up while it was still dark had just left and the second round of morning trainers were yet to arrive. It was just the two of you and every time you got up to move to a different machine, Mox was there to grab your hips and crash your bodies together. The more he worked up a sweat lifting weights or jumping rope, the more intensity you could feel in the kisses he planted along the nape of your neck and the way he breathed you in.

"Jon, someone is going to come in here and see you," you whispered, putting your hands over his. But you didn't pull away.

"Alright I'll stop. But only if you promise I can have you tonight, sweet thing."

You nodded, and right before you could turn around to kiss him, Dustin Rhodes walked in and Jon let go of you to find his next machine.

---

At lunchtime, you left your hotel room to venture out into the world to find something to eat. Right as you opened the door to step out into the hall, you heard a door a few feet away open. When you turned, you saw Wheeler exiting his room. You made eye contact and he beamed at you, immediately letting his door fall shut and jogging towards you.

"Lunch?" You asked him with a smile.

"I was going to eat, yeah, but suddenly I have a much better idea." He started playing with your hair, looking you up and down with a different type of hunger in his eyes.

"Yoots, as nice as that sounds, I'm starving."

"Okay, pencil me in for later then."

You leaned forward and kissed him softly on his chin, then his lips. "Deal."

The two of you held hands and walked to the elevators together to go get lunch.

---

You, Bryan, and Claudio always liked to be early on nights there was a show. You would spend time in the locker room and backstage, socializing and planning. You liked to watch Dark matches together, always looking for ways towards self-improvement and generous with advice for those who wanted it after their matches. Claudio was always specific in his notes, and he could find something in every match that could be improved.

As you stood behind the curtain, watching the ring, he would stand behind you, leaning down periodically to whisper something in your ear, either asking if you noticed a detail about the match that he liked or suggesting you might try something similar to what the wrestlers were doing. Even when you had a totally clear head and were utterly focused on work, you couldn't help but get shivers up and down your spine each time his lips would brush against your ear.

Bryan was standing next to you tonight and he noticed out of the corner of his eye when you started to blush while Claudio was whispering to you.

The Bunny had been ringside for the last Dark match and as she came backstage, you told the boys you had something you wanted to talk to her about. You kissed them both on the cheek and jogged to catch up with Allie. Claudio and Bryan watched you walk away and as soon as you were out of earshot, they started scheming about that night.

---

Your match on Dynamite was fairly quick but you still came backstage full of adrenaline, breathing hard. There was no blood, but your eight minutes had been intensely physical. William Regal had sat on commentary and he followed you backstage through the heel tunnel when you exited.

Between the tunnel and gorilla, there was a little dark spot where no one could see you. William grabbed you by your wrist and held you there. You were still panting, and you couldn't see him in the shadow, but you felt the creamy soft fabric of his three-piece suit press against your bare stomach. He hooked a finger under your chin, pulling you up into a short but ferocious kiss. His other hand grabbed you by the ponytail and yanked lightly as the kiss ended.

"You were spectacular tonight," he whispered against your lips. You started to grin. "I want to give you a reward back at the hotel, okay sunshine?"

"Okay," you breathed, unable to think straight while he still had a fistful of your hair.

Regal released you. "Good," was all he said as he casually walked into the public of the backstage area with the rest of your coworkers.

---

That night, you wondered who would come knocking first. You took a long hot shower as soon as you got back, and as you were standing in front of the mirror wearing just a towel, inspecting your bruises, a knock came at the door.

You answered to find Wheeler standing in the hall, holding two tallboys and smiling at you. You stepped out of the way without a word, granting him entrance to your little hotel room. He put the beers down on the first flat surface he could find and then turned to you. Before the door to your room had completely swung shut, he was pulling your towel off, wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

You moaned softly into his mouth. Yuta was an eager lover and a great kisser. His energy always made you feel wanted and loved. You knew how intense and violent he could be in the ring, but in bed he was attentive, curious, always looking for new ways to pleasure you. Nothing brought him more satisfaction than drawing new sounds out of you or making you cum.

As you were deepening the kiss, another knock came at the door. Yuta pulled away and frowned. You stroked his cheek to comfort him, picked up your towel, and grabbed the door.

It was William. He also came bearing gifts, though you could not see what was in the small black bag that he was carrying. He looked over your shoulder and saw Yuta standing in the entryway to the room. He smiled devilishly at you. "You already have your hands full, dear," he said with a chuckle. "Maybe I should come back another time."

You put your hand out over his to stop him from walking away. Whenever you touched his hands, you loved how big and rough they were. You wanted them on your body. He raised an eyebrow at you and without a word he let you guide him into the room.

The three of you all walked separately into the room proper and stood looking at the bed, the men both doing the mental math of changing their plans from a one-on-one session with you to a group game. It wouldn't be the first time that the boys had shared you, but it usually took some adjustment to figure out where everyone would be comfortable.

Just as you were opening your mouth to speak, you heard your hotel door open again. You furrowed your brow. Your room was a single, you weren't sharing with anyone. You leaned over to look around the corner back at the doorway and saw Bryan and Claudio stepping inside. Bryan was holding a key card and grinning at the sight of Wheeler and Regal.

"Well, well, well," Claudio started to laugh a huge belly laugh. "How does the saying go? Three is a crowd, four is a party?"

There was an armchair in the corner of the room, facing the bottom of the bed. Regal took his little black bag and put it on the floor next to the chair and sat down, legs spread. He patted a knee and you walked over to him, as if in a trance, and sat down in his lap. He put one of his large hands on the back of your head, pulling you into a deep kiss. You whimpered softly and you could hear a low growl come from Claudio at the sound.

The other three men all started to step out of their shoes and socks and get comfortable, readying themselves for whatever happened next. But Regal only pulled you in closer. Your towel was still wrapped around you, but it was getting loose. He kept one hand at the base of your skull so you couldn't pull away, not that you would have wanted to. As the kiss continued, your body naturally fell more into the line of his body. You turned your hips and opened your legs until you were straddling him. He let go of you for a second to reposition his hands, using one to open your towel the rest of the way and the other to steady your hips, which rolled against him happily.

"That's a good girl," he cooed. The hand that had opened your towel now pressed against your sternum. He could feel your heart pounding as you looked down at him from your perched position. "Now, what would you like to do first?"

You knew that the correct answer was always to take care of William first. In the Blackpool pecking order, he was a Lord in and out of the ring. "I want to taste you," you whispered. You could feel your cheeks flush scarlet as you said the words.

"What was that, petal?" Regal roughly held your face in one hand, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

"I want to taste you, sir."

Regal relaxed both of his arms, letting go of you and letting them rest on the armrests of the chair. He smiled at you, satisfied, and nodded. You slid down between his legs until your knees rested on the carpet. The towel fell to the floor behind you and you couldn't help but shiver. Your hair was still wet from the shower and the air conditioner was blasting. William let you undo his belt and open his gray pants. Feeling generous, he even lifted his hips slightly to aid you in pulling his pants down enough to grant you access to his cock.

He was wearing tight briefs, bright red with a white waistband. You ran a hand over him through the red fabric and let your mouth follow behind, exhaling to warm him with your breath. He watched you closely, his intensity enough to make you forget how crowded the room was. You pulled down his waistband and freed his erection, wrapping one hand around it firmly and placing your lips around his tip.

William let his head fall back and he moaned his approval as you went to work, moving your hand in time with your head bobbing up and down to take as much of him as you could in your mouth. As he grew at your touch, you started to gag but you didn't slow down. Not until another knock came at the door and you froze. Regal's head snapped up and he immediately put both hands on either side of your head and encouraged you to keep moving. "Don't stop now, sweetheart. Young Wheeler will answer the door."

You continued to suck off your head coach and you could hear Wheeler behind you, opening the door. You knew it would be Jon, but your suspicions were confirmed when you heard him laughing. "Great minds think alike," he said as he clapped a hand on Bryan's shoulder.

Regal could feel you getting distracted and he held your head down as he pushed himself into the back of your throat, holding you tight in place as you gagged around his girth. He leaned down so he was whispering against your head. "Are you ready to begin now, darling?" You moaned around him, spit building up around the base of his cock as you continued to choke on it. He let go of you and you came up for air, gasping as the spit fell down on your chin and dripped onto your chest.

You stayed on your knees and looked up at William. He was already using his own hand to jerk himself off with your spit as lube. "Give me my bag," he told you softly. You handed it to him and he patted you on the head. "Good girl." From within the bag he pulled some warming lube and a shiny silver butt plug. "This was the trophy I brought you. Do you like it?" You nodded eagerly, licking your lips. "Since you've been so good tonight, I will let you pick who gets to put it inside you."

He handed you the butt plug and the lube and you used his knees to steady you as you stood up and turned around. Wheeler was standing back by the door after letting Moxley in. Bryan was sitting up against the headboard, fully dressed and ankles crossed. Claudio was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing just his joggers, his shirt thrown on the floor with his shoes and socks. Mox was standing next to him.

You stood bedside and held out your offering to Bryan, who smirked as he took them from you. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood next to you. "Good choice," he complimented you. He was only an inch taller than you, and though he was sometimes loathe to admit it, he liked the way the rest of the group towered over you both, but he was grateful to still have some height on you.

He instructed you to get on the bed, and you crawled on on all fours, facing your ass out to him, sticking it up in the air as offering. He smiled and caressed you softly before spanking you. The sound was crisp and clear, it filled the whole room. So did the moan it elicited from you. You heard him open the tube of lube and put some on his hand. He was gentle with you at first, letting the substance warm up to your body temperature as he rubbed it on before he started to finger you in preparation for the toy.

Claudio leaned back on the bed and fell into your line of vision. He reached out and held your hand as he kissed you. "You look so beautiful like this, baby," he told you. You loved to hear him praise you in that gorgeous accent of his. He kissed you again and you continued to moan at Bryan's movements. Just as your eyes fluttered shut, you felt empty, then the pressure of the tip of the butt plug pressed against your entrance.

"Ready?" Bryan asked you as he rubbed his clean hand over the cheek he had spanked previously. Claudio stopped kissing you long enough to let you give your consent and then you squeezed your eyes shut again as you felt him push the plug inside you. You had taken bigger, but it still never ceased to surprise you how good it felt to let these men fill you up in any way they saw fit.

Mox walked around the bed to join Bryan behind you. You heard him unzip his jeans. He pulled you back by your hips and your feet fell to the floor so you were bent over onto the mattress. Jon ran his hard cock up along your slit and coated himself in your juices. "I think she likes it," he said smugly. "She's so wet."

Claudio was sat next to you now, rubbing your back as Jon continued to tease you. Bryan slipped off his shoes and stepped out of his sweatpants before he crawled onto the bed, sitting up against the headboard on the opposite side as before, positioning himself so that your head was in his lap. "Please," you whimpered.

"Who are you talking to, little girl?" Regal barked at you from across the room. "Use your words."

"I want Mox inside me," you said as Claudio pushed your hair back out of your face.

"Well don't tease the poor girl, Jonathan. Give her what she wants."

Without another moment of hesitation, Mox pushed inside of you. The combined sensation of being filled by the plug and letting his cock enter your pussy was enough to blind you for a moment. Claudio chuckled as he leaned down to kiss your shoulder. Mox was always fast and rough. He knew how much you liked to be used like you were his doll, and he got off on it and got off on getting you off. He continued to fuck you as Bryan pulled down his underwear and revealed his erection to you. Your face was so close to it he could feel your breath. You were still being rocked back and forth by Mox's thrusts, so Bryan helped guide your lips onto him and he held your head as he thrust up into your mouth.

You could feel Mox speeding up as he dug his nails into your hips and held you down into the mattress. "Fuck her throat, Bry, I want to hear her gag like a little whore," Mox growled. He was slamming into you even harder now and you clenched around him. He knew his words turned you on, and Bryan was happy to oblige. He fucked your mouth until you were both sloppy with your saliva.

Mox pushed down on the small of your back as he continued to pound into you. He was close, you could tell just by his movements. He came inside of you and collapsed onto your back, breathing hard. Claudio watched you as you continued to pleasure Bryan. "Such a good girl," he breathed, as if he was in awe of your talents.

Mox pulled out of you and started to walk away. You saw him walk to the bathroom out of the corner of your eye and you heard as he turned on the faucet. Bryan eased up his movements, sensing it was time to switch positions. Claudio stood behind you and slowly eased the butt plug out of your ass. You sighed at the sensation of it being pulled out of you, but before you could feel empty, Claudio was lifting you up off the bed. He flipped you over and laid you down with your head on the pillows. As he stood over you, he stroked your cheek with one large hand and smiled.

"I'd like nothing more than to fuck that pretty little ass of yours," he told you. "But I want you to tell me what you want next, princess."

"I want you both inside me," you said, grabbing Claudio and Bryan's hands at the same time. "I want you to use me. I want to be your fuck doll."

Claudio visibly shivered at your words. He stripped down to nothing and jumped over you to flop on the bed beside you. You started to move to get on top of him, but he turned to his side and grabbed you with both arms, pulling you effortlessly until you were sitting in his lap, your back pressed against his strong chest. Bryan positioned himself in front of you, between Claudio's legs. Claudio lifted you up and you got in cannonball position, hugging your legs up to your chest to give both men access to your holes. You leaned back, resting your head next to Claudio's. He held your weight up for you and lined himself up with your ass. The plug had prepared you so he slid easily inside. You could feel the vibration of his groan in his chest and hear it as he pressed his mouth against your ear. "Amore mio," he started to gush in Italian. "Sei molto bella, amore mio, sei andata molto bene."

You turned your head and caught his lips with yours. Though you hated to stop him from gushing, you needed to kiss him more. As you rested with Claudio inside you, you closed your eyes and continued to kiss him and you felt Bryan press himself against your pussy. You felt Claudio react as Bryan slid inside. Taking both cocks made everything simultaneously tighter and more slick.

Claudio held you by your hips and Bryan loosened your grip on your legs to let you drape them over his shoulders as he crouched in front of you. Supported by both men, they started to move you slowly, letting you get acclimated to the new position. You hissed slowly as you felt them move inside you and Bryan chuckled under his breath. "Such a good girl," he remarked, almost more to Claudio than to you.

They both started to move more deliberately, finding a shared rhythm as they used both of your holes and brought you closer and closer to your own climax. You could barely think straight, you were so overtaken by physical sensation. As your eyes started to flutter shut you felt Bryan's hand clasp lightly around your throat. He knew how good you felt. You forced your eyes open to look at him and he smiled at you. "Cum for us," he ordered you. You felt one of Claudio's hands slide forward to rub your clit and you gasped. Both men laughed as they continued to fuck you and you let your orgasm take over your whole body.

The feeling of your pussy tightening around him was too much for Bryan, who pulled out to cum on your stomach. Claudio thrust up into you a few more times before releasing his load inside your ass.

You collapsed next to Claudio, your entire body still shuddering and shaking from one of the most intense orgasms you have ever felt. Claudio wrapped his arms around you and spooned you tenderly as he kissed your shoulder. "Brava la donna," he whispered.

As you came back to reality, you looked around the room. Mox was fully dressed, boots still on, standing in the corner. Bryan was putting his clothes back on, watching as Claudio still laid naked with you in bed. Regal was smiling at you from his arm chair, still touching himself. Wheeler was standing to the side, behind Moxley. He still had his clothes on and his eyes were burning with such fire. Though he had been patient and let everyone take their turns with you, you knew he needed you as badly as you needed him.

"Are you ready for more, sunshine?" Regal asked you from his throne.

You bit your lip and nodded. Claudio slid out of the bed and you propped yourself up on your elbows, preparing for what was next. Your pussy was still throbbing with pleasure and you watched as the three men who had already finished made room for Wheeler to step forward. You smiled at him. The two of you were the closest in age of anyone in your group, so you had always felt a special bond with Wheeler. Even still covered in the cum of three other men, when he made his way towards you, you knew that you belonged to him. He could feel it too. He loved to watch you giving and getting so much pleasure from your teammates, but just as it was in wrestling, he watched so that he could learn and he was always excited to try new techniques.

"You look so goddamn beautiful," Wheeler told you, his voice raspy with desire. He said it as if you were the only two people in this room, in the entire hotel, or on the entire city block. Nothing else mattered to him but you.

"Come here, baby," you whispered to him. He took his clothes off and you could see he was fully erect. You patted the bed next to you, inviting him to lay down on his back. Once he was comfortable, you slunk over to lay between his legs and started to kiss the insides of his thighs. You saw the goosebumps raise on his skin and smiled at the effect you had on him. You wrapped one hand around his base, but instead of taking his length in your mouth, you started with his balls, sucking lightly and relishing all of the sounds that Yuta made. When you saw his back arc off the mattress, you moved your focus to his tip, swirling your tongue around him a few times before you wrapped your lips around it and started to suck.

"Fuck," Wheeler exclaimed involuntarily, his hands flying to tangle themselves in your hair. You smiled to yourself and took his whole length in your mouth, gagging slightly as he hit the back of your throat. Instead of pulling away though, you pushed harder, making yourself gag more as you held him there. You heard him start to breath harder and felt his fingers clench around his fistfuls of your hair and you knew you were doing your job well. When you continued your movements, you were surprised to feel Wheeler stopping you. "You're too good at that baby, but I don't want to cum in your mouth."

You understood immediately and you moved to straddle his hips. You didn't put him inside you immediately though. First, you let his cock slide along your slit, mingling your spit with your juices. You were still wet from cumming, but getting to taste Wheeler had gotten you all worked up and ready for round three. He held your hips and held you tighter as you rocked against him. You needed to put both hands on his chest to steady yourself because your legs didn't have enough strength yet to lift your weight enough to line Wheeler's cock up with your entrance. Yuta rubbed your thighs when he noticed they were shaking, then he reached his hand between you to help guide himself inside.

You relaxed down onto him, letting him fill you to the hilt. He didn't move right away. He wanted to live in this moment. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down so you were laying on him with your arms on either side of his head. He started to kiss your neck as he rocked his hips against yours, gently at first, but with a growing need and intensity. Your clit was pressed perfectly against the front of his pubic bone and you knew it wouldn't be long until your second orgasm overtook you. He sensed it too, he could always read you like a book, so he held your hips tighter against his and continued to rock your bodies together as he sucked harder on your neck, trying to leave his mark on you as a souvenir.

You tried to moan his name, but your voice failed you, the pleasure mounting inside of you was too much. All that came out was a whimper. When Wheeler felt you start to cum on his cock, he pushed back against you lightly, encouraging you to sit up just enough to give him room to start thrusting up into you. It didn't take long for him to finish. Between the physical pleasure of feeling himself inside you and the warmth of pride in his gut he always felt when he made you cum, it was all too much.

As your body started to melt into Yuta's you felt him stroking your back lovingly. But there was still one more thing left to do, and none of the men would let you forget it. Yuta hugged you tightly and flipped you both over and to the side, sliding you on the bed slightly until he had positioned you on your back with your head falling off the mattress. You took in your new perspective and saw Regal standing over you. Without hesitating, you opened your mouth wide and stared up at him. Even upside down, you could see he was beaming at you. Wheeler remained laying between your legs as Regal jerked himself off into your mouth.

You hummed in delight as he finished on your tongue and you swallowed his load.

As Regal pulled his suit pants back up and started to fasten his belt, the only other sound in the room was your labored breathing. You laughed as Wheeler helped you sit back up on the bed and get comfortable. Then you addressed the whole room. "Guys, that was great, but we really need to figure out some kind of shared calendar or something."

#smut #blackpool combat club x reader #aew imagine #aew imagines #bryan danielson x reader #aew fanfiction #william regal x reader #wheeler yuta x reader #jon moxley x reader #claudio castagnoli x reader

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

She had been placed inside a bedroom now. The secluded cabin in the woods was rustic, built of wood and with the classic decor of animal fur, leather armchairs, and red plaid fabric. It was cozy, even under the circumstances she was currently in. “It could be worse”, she thought, “I could still be tied up to a chair inside that basement”.

She caught herself staring at the deer’s head on top of the bed. Its black eyes called for her, it whispered something, perhaps it was a warning? A message? She couldn’t quite understand what it was saying, what it was trying to tell her. Its words we’re getting unclearer the more she stared at it. She tried to piece the message together, but something wasn’t quite right…

“It’s fake” A deep voice stated from behind her, making her squeal and rapidly turning around to see the perpetrator of her almost heart attack.

Blue eyes gleamed with amusement at her, much like the playful smirk he had cemented to his thin lips. The lollipop stick danced around his mouth as he continued:

“Bryan is vegan, so he didn’t want any real dead animals inside the cabin. He likes the visuals of the decor aspect of it, but ‘no real corpses’!” Moxley mocked Bryan’s way of speaking and the small joke earned a faint giggle from her. He considered that a win, one step closer to make her fully trust him.

“You got the coolest room. I’m jealous” Mox teased, pointing with his chin towards the deer head on the wall.

“Oh! The youngest man just shoved in here. I didn’t have much of a choice” She shrugged

“Yuta?” He asked and she nodded in return. “Well, would you like to check out the other rooms? You can choose the one you like the most”

“N-no!” She was quick to answer, too quick for her own liking. She needed to be subtle, play possum for now until she could figure a way out of here. “Thank you. I don’t want to upset anyone”.

Moxley frowned at her statement. She seemed distressed, back into her shell, suspicious. “Fucking Yuta and his stupid teenage-like hormones! He’s fucking ruining everything!” Mox thought to himself before he focused his attention back on her. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, a little bit”

Upon her statement, Mox cupped her face in his hand and began to rub her cheek back and forth with his thumb, “I’ll have someone bring you a snack or something, so you won’t starve until dinner”.

She saw it in his eyes, there was something inside the blue orbs that demonstrated some level of vulnerability, and that she could use in her favor.

“Thank you” She whispered, casually leaning into his touch, testing the waters to see how far she could take in this first round. “Mox? Can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, kitty cat” His thumb now moved to her lips, brushing the rough pad of his finger against her bottom lip.

“Could you please not send Yuta? I-” Her eyes darted down to her feet, a sign of uncertainty, fear. She needed to play the victim perfectly in order to have him buy it. “He scares me” Her eyes focused on the baby blue orbs again. “When I was in the basement, he kept doing and saying things that made me uncomfortable and I…I don’t want to be alone with him”.

Something shifted in Moxley’s eyes, a flash of rage sipped through before being replaced with calmness.

“I’ll send someone else, kitty cat. Don’t worry about him, ok?” Mox pulled her towards him, engulfing her in a tight hug. Her head was placed under his chin as he played with her hair, her eyes stopped at the deer on the wall and now she understood its message. If she wanted to get out of this place alive, she would have to turn the predators into the preys.

She had finished showering when she heard the bedroom door opening. Footsteps made their way toward the bed and then came to a halt, the old bed springs squeaked as the man’s weight settled on top of the mattress. Damn, she wished she would’ve brought her clothes inside the bathroom with her! Now she would have to step out of the en suite bathroom, and be eyed like a piece of meat by whoever was across the door.

She took a deep breath in, in order to control her gag reflex, and slightly opened the bathroom door, peeking her head out to see who was on the other side.

“I was wondering how much longer would you stay inside the bathroom after the shower went off” Claudio smirked, pointing over to the silver platter on top of the bed “I brought your snack, come eat before it gets cold”.

Every instinct she possessed screamed for her to stay inside that bathroom, but her rational side knew that would bring up suspicions. So swallowing her fear and uncertainty, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her path to the opposite side of the bed from where Claudio sat.

“Come here” He beckoned her closer with his finger

God, would she like to just tell him to fuck off! Licking her dried lips, she carefully approached him. Claudio’s hand caressed her exposed thigh, he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her smooth skin against his calloused palm before he slid his hand up underneath the towel.

Her eyes slightly widened in shock upon feeling his hand traveling up her hip. Claudio continued to explore her body, rough fingertips now gently drew circles on her waist, only stopping underneath her breast.

“I think we need to have a little chat, don’t you?”

#stockolm series #blackpool combat club #blackpool combat club x reader #blackpool combat club imagine #jon moxley #jon moxley x reader #jon moxley imagine #claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #bryan danielson #bryan danielson x reader #bryan danielson imagine #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta imagine #masochist writes

[regalityandcoffee]

Claudio Castagnoli SFW and NSFW Headcanons

I...Uh. I don't have any excuse for this.

Enjoy, ya sinners <3

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♡♡♡SFW♡♡♡

He's the best, in short.

He's patient, communicates well and loves to talk.

He has soooooo many nicknames for you. He loves way your name feels on his tongue, but loves finding new nicknames for you. Baby, doll, sweetheart, little one, darling, sugar. Even some in Italian and German. You know he's tired or has a lot on his mind when he calls you by your real name

If he feels there's something oof between the two of you he'll always come to you as gently as he can

Upset? He's always ready to comfort you but will definitely give you the space you need

He also loves cooking for others, especially you. Good luck getting a chance in the kitchen because nine times out of ten he'll beat you to the oven

Has an impeccable sense of style and loves to spoil and surprise you with pretty clothes and jewelry too.

Always wants to take you on vacations and drives.

Loves loves loves to cuddle. Look at him! He's perfect for cuddles. Big and fuzzy with the perfect chest to rest your head on while you watch TV together and he rubs your back

Super protective. As much as he loves the thought of you watching him work he hates the idea of you at ringside or even in the crowd. If anyone ever hurt you he'd never forgive himself. Plus he might end up getting in Hella trouble seeking revenge on whoever hurt you.

Plus... he hates seeing other guys flirt with you. He knows damn well he has nothing to worry about... he's just a bit... possessive.

♡♡♡NSFW♡♡♡

The epitome of gentleman in the streets, freak in the sheets.

His body is a work of art and he knows it. He's kind of an exhibitionist. He'll fuck you anywhere you'll let him. Allyways, the rental car, in front of hotel room windows and on the balcony. The man is a walking PR nightmare.

He also has a habit of sending you provacative texts, audio, and videos of himself.

He literally had to warn you before you first had sex about how big his dick is. The man is hung.

Finds it cute you can't take all of him in your mouth. He calls the kisses and teasing you do 'kitten licks' and smirks whenever you gag on him.

Loves stuffing you with his fingers and driving you insane.

His thighs were made for riding. He adores the feeling of you throbbing against him as he lays back and watches you move.

Doesn't care for much for restraints like rope. He'd rather just pin you down with his hands, but it does give him away to use all those scarves he has.

Into erotic asphyxiation, loves to have his hand around your throat in certain positions. Especially when he's railing you behind so he can tilt your head back and kiss you or spit in your mouth

He'll bend you in any position he can, sometimes getting a bit too creative. But missionary works perfect for him too. The best position to look into your eyes and tells you how much he loves you while your brain drips put your ears

Loves to mark you, whether in hidden places or spots that'd be easy to notice.

Loves to praise you and talk dirty in every language he knows, even if it's a lil bit mean

"That's it, that's my good slut..."

"Kannst du hören, wie laut du für mich wirst?"

"Adoro quanto sei bagnato, poverino..."

"Right there? You like it right there?"

"Poor baby can't even speak, so cute..."

"That's it, use your big words, that's my baby..."

Sometimes he'll call you "Good _____" in public just to see your pupils go big.

He's so mean but so so sexy.

#claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #claudio castagnoli smut #headcanons

[south-of-heaven]

cesaro x fem!reader where reader is at a gala event celebrating the new season of total divas and cesaro comes in and sweeps reader off her feet?

Swept || Cesaro x Reader

Summary: You didn't think Cesaro would be able to show up to the premiere of the new season of Total Divas. Cesaro has plans though, and even after years of dating he still manages to sweep you off your feet.

A/N: Cesaro x Diva!Reader is my favourite thing in the world right now.

The premiere of the new season of Total Divas was a dazzling event. The red carpet was abuzz with celebrities, fellow wrestlers, and cameras flashing like fireworks on the Fourth of July. You arrived with Nattie and TJ, excited to celebrate the completion of the season, even though your boyfriend, Cesaro, had a prior engagement and couldn't make it.

You and Nattie posed for pictures, laughing and waving at the excited fans, feeling the electric energy of the event. You didn't mind that Cesaro couldn't be there; you knew how demanding his schedule could be.

As you mingled with the crowd, the anticipation built. The new season was a significant moment for everyone involved. You watched the big screen, showing previews of the episodes to come. It was all so surreal; the ups, the downs, and the dramatic twists of your Diva-lives.

Then, suddenly, in the midst of your excitement, a familiar voice broke through the noise.

"Excuse me, pardon me," said the charming Swiss accent you knew so well.

You turned to find Cesaro striding down the red carpet, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit. Your eyes widened with surprise as he approached.

Nattie and TJ exchanged knowing glances, having been in on the surprise all along. Cesaro's smile was infectious as he reached you. "Mind if I cut in?"

Before you could reply, he gently grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the crowd. The moment you were out of the spotlight, he swept you into his arms and captured your lips with a passionate kiss. The world around you disappeared as his lips met yours.

The crowd cheered and clapped, and cameras flashed, capturing the unexpected, heartwarming moment. But all you could focus on was Cesaro's deep blue eyes and the warmth of his embrace. The chaos of the premiere faded into the background, and in that stolen moment, you were the only two people in the world.

Breaking the kiss but still holding you close, Cesaro gazed into your eyes. "I had to be here for this special night," he said, his voice filled with sincerity and love.

You smiled, feeling both surprised and incredibly lucky. Even after all these years, Cesaro still managed to sweep you off your feet, leaving you breathless.

As you clung to him, hand in hand, you rejoined the red carpet, this time as a couple. Your love was captured by the cameras, but the most important thing was that Cesaro was there to celebrate with you. The night was now truly perfect, and your heart was overflowing with love and gratitude for this incredible man who never ceased to amaze you.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #cesaro x reader #cesaro wwe #cesaro #aew collision #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #aew dynamite #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli

[daddyhausen]

• kinktober — day twenty three : voice / language kink — claudio castagnoli •

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{ masterlist } | { kinktober 2022 }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, language kink, voice kink, submissive/ dominant dynamic, male + female orgasms, soft sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, squirting, internal cumshot, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 348

{ pairing } — fem!reader x claudio castagnoli

{ genre } — smut

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a/n : again it’s all rough translations since i’m using google translate 💀

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“giacere sul letto” { lay on the bed }

you stared up at him for a moment

completely dumbfounded by the foreign words that fell from his lips

although hearing the way his accent shifted was admittedly a turn on

“sei sordo, amore mio?” { are you deaf, my love? }

he folded his arm across his chest, in faux dissatisfaction

you understood the final part of his sentence, the name of adoration

you made your bare body more pronounced to him

arching your back slightly, making your breasts more fuller

kneeling in front of his frame, his body also bare

just as you were about to reach for his cock he placed a tender hand the the back of your head

“per quanto amo quello che stavi per fare. non è quello che ho chiesto, amore mio” { as much as i love what you were about to do. that’s not what i asked, my love”

he lightly toyed with your hair, entangling his fingers, tugging softly

“giacere sul letto” { lay on the bed }

you stood up slowly, a small frown crossing your gestures

you looked back to the bed for a moment, he offered you a small nod

you climbed into the bed, lying down on your stomach.

ass in the air, wiggling lightly, awaiting him

he took his position behind you

his cock teasing your dripping pussy

he pushed into you with a low groan

“la tua figa si sente così bene” { your pussy feels so good }

his thrusts were slow, methodical

drawing out your orgasm little by little

you could feel his size in the bit of your stomach, filling you up with such ease

“sborra intorno al mio cazzo, so che sei vicino” { cum around my cock. i know you’re close }

he was very much correct

within seconds he had your juices gushing around his cock

his seed coating your walls, painting them white.

he pulled you up, into the warmth of his chest

his cock still buried deep inside you

“ti amo fino alla luna e ritorno, tesoro” { i love you to the moon and back sweetheart }

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#{ my fics : 🤍 } #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli smut #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew imagine

[thesupreme316]

HEY YOU, YEAH YOU

Say, you loved the danny chart and regal flirting pics?? Right?

Well, here is an alignment chart of the blackpool combat club and associates as babysitters

*results are not accurate, but in my mind they are*

tbh i don’t think mox would be mediocre but i feel like he would have the igaf attitude with yuta

#blackpool combat club #bcc #bcc x reader #blackpool combat club x reader #aew imagine #bryan danielson #jon moxley #claudio castagnoli #wheeler yuta #eddie kingston #william regal #santana and ortiz #aew santana #aew ortiz #ruby soho