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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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Small Confessions

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Fem Reader

Summary: The reader, being long-time friends with Drew McIntyre and Sheamus, is hurt deeply by their fighting, trying to remind them of their friendship just to be shut down and more hurt by Sheamus, walking off before Drew can step in. So, Drew visits her at home, reminding her that they are best friends, and ends up sharing a small confession with her…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Drinking, Swearing, Hairpulling, bit of rough sex, creampie)

Word Count: 2.2k

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

"Drew! Sheamus!"

Why did Adam Pearce even bother anymore? It's been how long that Drew and Sheamus have been fighting non-stop, anywhere, any time.

Deep inside, it did pain me because once upon a time, we were a trio of true friends with big dreams that we all got to accomplish together. Now, this? Just constant fighting? They must've forgotten that I was still here.

"Sorry they're like this Adam," I sighed, marching over and yanking Drew by the hair, Sheamus by the ear, yelling, "Don't you two ever get sick of fighting one another?!"

Adam was watching in shock, wishing he came to me a long time ago as I clanked their heads together hard, then tossed them to the floor on their butts.

"What happened to being best friends, no matter what?" I snapped, looking between the two groaning and rubbing their heads, "Going from nothing to something together! What happened to it? Now, you two fight and bicker like little kids! Get a grip. It's already bad enough that you two almost lost your Money in The Bank spots! Just cut it out, for the love of Pete!"

"Oh, don't ya start ya stuff, Y/N!" Sheamus rose to his first, scoffing at me, "This doesn't concern you, so buzz off!"

"All I want is for us to be friends again, Sheamus," I huffed, letting out emotion, "You just expect me to toss our friendship like trash? Like, how long have we been friends?"

"That's exactly what ya need to do," Sheamus breathed, yelling at me, "It is trash!"

Sheamus's words truly broke my heart into pieces. No matter what happened between the three of us, our friendship still prevailed, and hearing him call it trash, I was defeated. The sadness in my eyes was quite obvious.

For a moment, I didn't realize on my other side that Drew was getting back up, looking even more pissed off, then Adam just had to insert himself:

"Sheamus, you-"

"No, don't." I glared at Adam, having all eyes on me, making sure I glared at Drew and Sheamus too, "I guess I'm not their friend after all. I shouldn't have bothered."

There must've been a scary look on my face because everyone stood still, watching me leave till I was out of sight and not daring to move.

They always say words are just words, but they can truly hurt. Since I wasn't booked, I gladly packed up and went home. Once I was home, that little fight left my mind, and being back home was like normal. I put up all my things, took a shower then slept.

In the morning, it was no different either. Woke up, had a cup of coffee, went to go work out, took a quick shower, started cooking some food and I heard my doorbell ring.

Lucky them, the food I had cooking was done; turning off the stove then headed over and when I opened the door, I found something I didn't expect.

Drew always had the cutest smile that you couldn't look away from, white roses in one arm and a gift bag in another, smiling at me:

"There's my best friend!"

It was so hard for me not to smile, knowing that Drew was a true friend despite his fallout with Sheamus, but I still asked:

"What's this, Drew?"

"I know ya don't want me fighting Sheamus anymore, but I was very ready to claymore him after what he said to you," He began, seeing how it hit him in the heart just like it did to me, "And it literally made me cry when you said that we're not friends anymore. So, I'm here to remind you that unlike that scumbag Sheamus, you are my friend. My best friend."

That put the brightest smile on my face, on top of my favorite flowers, needing to know what was in that bag? How could I be so heartless and deny all of that?

"Drew, you big softy," I smiled, hugging him tightly, "I didn't mean that towards you, really. I know you'll always be my friend."

"Always, Y/N," He laid his head on top of mine, swaying softly and offering, "A game's about to come on. Wanna whip something up and watch it? We can also use your gift."

"Let's do it," I smiled, taking the roses as he stepped in, "What is the gift?"

Drew always knew me well, making me laugh while heading to the kitchen island, whipping out my favorite bottle of whiskey, "Great for a game day."

"Should've known," I laughed, heading over to the window where I kept my flowers, making those gorgeous white roses right at home in a vase, taking a slow breath in to smell, hearing behind me:

"Ooh, steak!"

Turning, there was Drew at the stove, eating the steak that I had prepared in the skillet for the sandwiches I was going to make and enjoying himself.

"Can I even make the sandwiches first, Drew?!" I scolded, shooing him away from the stove, "I just worked out and need the food."

"It's good!" He protested, stealing one more piece, "I can't help it."

Shaking my head at him, I went ahead and began to make our steak and cheese sandwiches, this time he helped rather than eat it all, and got us two glasses of whiskey so we could sit at the television and turn on the football game.

Moments like these were the best. Good food, whiskey, and a very good game. Once our food was gone, we were yelling at the television like crazy, whiskey maybe influencing how loud our voices were, jumping at certain times when our team scored.

"Come on! There ain't much time left!" Drew was literally on the edge of his seat, scoffing when I said:

"I don't know if they're gonna get it!"

"Bet ya fifty bucks?" He offered, positive that they were going to score, both of us standing and I agreed:

"Bet! They're not-"

"HELL YEAH!" Drew jumped for joy as they scored, winning the game, "Where's my money?!"

"Your money?!" I played back, pushing him softly, "I don't owe you shit."

"Ah! Ah! We made a bet and-" He began and just for fun, I used the coffee table as a step stool, jumping up and also pushing it so I could DDT Drew onto the couch cushion, rolling away to laugh:

"And I bet you didn't see that coming!"

I had to hold my stomach from laughing so hard but came to a slow stop when Drew picked his head up, giving me eyes like a tiger, even while playing.

"Now, Drew-" I went to deescalate, but there was no deescalating, taking off the second Drew got to his feet.

"Why are you running, Y/N?!" He began to chase, running around the couch at first, till I started booking it to my bedroom so I could try to hide:

"Running? I'm not running!"

Damn it, he was fast and I ended up squealing super loud when he ran through and tackled me onto the bed, beginning to tickle me and then raid my pockets:

"Ya owe me fifty bucks! Kick it up!"

"Drew, stop!" I laughed even when he wasn't tickling me, "I can't breathe!"

"How ya talking then!" He made us laugh more, to the point where we weren't breathing, collapsing on my chest and slapping the bed.

"They call you a Scottish psychopath, when you're really the Scottish goofball," I breathed in deep, looking to see his messy hair and bright blue eyes connect with mine, getting that serious, psychopathic look he could get, but was still playful:

"Now, you're gonna get the psycho."

I went to gasp but was left breathless when he kissed me, so deep and beginning to press my body into the bed, not expecting this but not letting the moment be wasted, kissing him right back, holding onto his jersey when he started feeling my legs.

"This is my favorite jersey," He looked down at my clenched hand in his shirt, seeing how hard I was gripping, cocking his eyebrow when I suggested:

"Just take it off then."

"Oh yeah?" He snickered, sitting up and taking it off, slow and showing off every muscle in his arms, chest, and core, having me licking and biting at my lower lip, not paying attention till he said, "Like what you see?"

I just nodded softly, fighting the squirm in my hips, but he noticed, sending my heart racing when he put his hands on my knees, spreading my legs out, connecting hips and bringing his chest back to mine, "I can tell."

"You know that I'm a straight-forward person, Drew," I reminded him, softly grinding my hips up to his, "Where are we going to go with this?"

"You know exactly where we're going," He smiled, kissing me again, a lot more impatient and stronger, hands going right for my clothes and I helped, getting down to my panties then going after his pants, but he stood up, doing that for me.

My eyes were so fixed on his marvelous body that it caught me off guard when he yanked me by the ankle, flipping me to my stomach, really turning me on when I felt his hand in my hair.

"Don't think I forgot how you pulled me by the hair on Friday," His laugh was no good, pulling my head back and the other hand pulling my panties off, using his thigh to spread my legs, "Figured I'd return the favor."

"Don't act like you didn't like it," I joked, throwing a sexy smirk back at him, going to back my hips up, but my jaw dropped.

Kneading at the bed softly, I took a deep breath, taking in the feeling of his cock finding its way into me, the way it was splitting me with such strong friction, so warm and creating a wave of fire across my nerves when he pinned his hips to my ass, the tip of his cock as deep as possible, greeting my sweet spot.

I already knew that was the only softness I was going to get, ready to hold onto the blanket as he pulled his hips back, leaving just his tip:

"You're really gonna like it, I know that."

There was a small strain in my throat from the sharp moan jumping out, strong hand yanking my hair, pulling my entire body back onto his cock, hips thrusting hard and about putting me in two, showing me that he didn't like it slow.

Neither did I, slight tears in my eyes from the burn, but the pleasure so good that it had me in a daze already, only straining my voice more with louder moans, his pounding so strong I could feel the ricochet ripple through my body.

"I fucking love it!" I whined hard, pushing my face into the mattress to rest my neck for a moment, walls clenching hard and it was just driving him even more crazy.

"Love it, aye?" He was so proud already, laughing softly at the drool at the side of my mouth when he pulled my head back up, so out of it that I admitted:

"You know how many times I've dreamed about fucking you? Damn, right I love it."

In return, he kissed me with a passionate force, tongue swirling in when I began moaning, because his cock didn't slow for even a second, heart pounding so hard when he bit my lower lips, hand gripped on my hip and pulling back, confessing back:

"Think I haven't about you? I did kiss you first, remember?"

I nodded softly, crying out when he freed my lip, "God, Drew! Keep it like that!"

"Gonna tell me why?"

My body was shaking from how close I was, beginning to pant and it was harder to breathe his hand back in my hair again, not going to get what I wanted till I said it, not like he needed to ask anyhow because before he could say anything again, I gasped hard:

"Because I'm ab-; I'm cuming, Drew! Fuck!"

The only thing keeping me up was his hand, back bending and jerking my hips up toward him, pulling the blanket and sheets, growing weak in the knees when it all hit me, wet slick squirting out and sure making a mess of us as he kept going, groaning and swearing, but loving every moment, spanking my ass and holding on with a few more thrusts beginning to get the better of him.

"Come on, Drew," I looked back, begging due to the good feeling of his cock throbbing, closing my eyes and whining at the overstimulation, "It's just so fucking good."

"Sure the hell is," He breathed in deep, taking my wrists and keeping me pinned down, lifting our hips up just a little and pounding harder than before, having me bury my face to muffle the screams, picking up to get air and gasping at the hot feeling, walls coated in his seed, flooding in deep.

"Oh my god," My head dropped, drained but never feeling so good, slowly following along when he fixed me on the bed properly, laying on my back, huffing:

"Fuck, Y/N."

"You're telling me," I giggled faintly, looking in the corner of my eye to meet his, "Never seen this side of you and fuck."

He found it funny when my eyes rolled back and my head dropped again, not needing the words to know about our little confessions at that moment, but not leaving me hanging either:

"You can see it more if you want to."

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deepdisireslonging · 2 years

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Cheek to Cheek

The Reader has a request she’s never asked for. But Roman asks for her, and it makes a fantastic birthday present.

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader x Drew McIntyre

Warnings/Promises: food mention, SMUT, oral (female and male receiving), split-roasting, dirty talk

Word Count: 3000

Note: It’s mostly smut. Lovely, filthy, possessive and slightly fluffy smut. Comments and reblogs are appreciated. Enjoy!

You tried to keep Roman from pushing you towards the front door of your house. “Is there a particular reason why you were craving strawberries this morning? I thought it was only the wife who was supposed to get cravings.” With a grunt, you placed your foot on the edge of the porch. “And why that certain store all the way across town?”

Roman scooped you up anyways, taking the fruit out of your hands. “I’ve got a plan, and they’ll be good with something later.” Unlocking the door, he made sure you went through it first.

“Happy Birthday, Y/N!”

You shrieked as your friends and coworkers started to sing the birthday song. Soon you were laughing, lightly punching Roman in the arm. He shrugged, and handed the strawberries off to Naomi, who sat them beside the delectable cake sitting on your kitchen counter.

“Happy Birthday, dear Y/N, happy birthday to you!”

Everything was moving so fast. Ice cream and cake and a few brightly wrapped presents, you welcomed the space of quiet you cut out for yourself on the edge of the party. Some of them, because of the show schedules, you hadn’t seen in a while. I was nice to catch up with them. Others had made similar reconnections. At least one square of cake had flown across your yard, landing perfectly on its target to much cheering and applause. But the alone time in the quiet couldn’t last long.

Roman appeared behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and resting his chin on your shoulder. “Did you enjoy your surprise?”

“I did, thank you. But you didn’t have to do all this.” Waving your arm in a circle, you brought attention to the raucous that had become your backyard. If people didn’t keep an eye out, the square of grass was going to turn into a ring requiring a referee.

“Yes, I did. I like surprising you with things.” He kissed your temple, then whispered in your ear. “This isn’t all that I’ve got for you.”

You rolled your eyes. The man never stops. “Oh, I’m sure you do.”

Slightly offended, he sucked his teeth at you. “It won’t be only that.” Pressing his cheek to yours, he guided your eyeline to land on one other person. “I talked to somebody this week about something you’ve been afraid to ask for yourself.”

A gasp ripped through you. It caught the attention of the man you were looking at. That Scottish grin tugged at the side of Drew’s face, and he raised his plate of cake to you. When he winked, you shrank back into Roman’s chest, but he puffed it out. Forcing you to remain in view of the only other man you desired besides Roman.

“You’re not joking, are you?”

Roman kissed your temple again before standing straight. “I never joke when it comes to the needs of my girl.” He nodded over your head at Drew.

Soon you were standing in his shadow, backed up against your lover and husband with nowhere to go. “Happy birthday, Y/N.”

You swallowed thickly. “Th- Thank you.”

“If it’s alright, I’ll see you later to give you your present.”

He was gone, pulled away by Sheamus into a deep soccer discussion before you could squeak out a reply. Roman ran his hands up and down your shoulders. You calmed under his touch. Suddenly, you turned. Grabbing him by his shirt collar, you dragged him down for a kiss.

“Thank you, thank you, thank-“

Roman silenced you with a kiss. “Anything for you.”

Across the yard, Jimmy Uso shouted, “get a room!”

“If you would hurry up and eat your cake, we would have been there by now!” Roman tugged you into his chest to hide your embarrassment, flipping off his cousin while the rest of the party laughed.

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The rest of the celebration went smoothly. It was the first time in a while that you’d been able to relax with your coworkers, many of whom you truly considered your close friends. They trickled out a few at a time and wishing you well.

Soon it was just you, Roman, and Drew.

The second the door shut, they turned and looked at you with equally hungry gazes. Like lions, they followed your retreating steps. Down the hall, bumping into corners, struggling with door handles. Roman pressed up against you, opening the last one into your bedroom when your hands couldn’t manage it in time. He picked you up by your waist, making you yelp. As Drew shut the door behind him, Roman planted you in the center of the room.

“I have to admit,” Drew said, “that I was a bit surprised when Roman came to see me. I didn’t take him for the kind of man to share.” He ignored Roman’s muttered “I don’t,” and started to pace around you. “It’s unfortunate that Roman got to you before I did.” Placing the crook of his finger under your chin, he made you look up into his eyes. “Maybe you wouldn’t be in such a predicament now.”

A warm torso stepped up behind you, trapping you between the two men once again. “Perhaps. But then you’d be in the predicament of having to come to me to ask for this little evening.” Roman ran his fingers through your hair, making your eyes close and your mouth part. He chuckled above you, laughing at how easily you melted under his touch, and at Drew’s shocked face of how little it took to make you moan. He stepped back, making you whine at the loss of his heat. “What can I say? You’ll always be my favorite number two.”

Drew rolled his eyes. “Aw, piss off, Reigns.”

You turned and slapped at Roman’s shoulder. “Could you behave for once?”

“That’s not usually my style.”

“It’s my birthday,” you pouted.

Stepping behind you, Drew wrapped his arms around your shoulders and rested his head to one side, mirroring Roman’s place. “She’s right, Roman. You shouldn’t deny the birthday girl the perfect version of her present.” He kissed the side of your head, making Roman growl.

To calm him, you wrapped your arms around one of Drew’s. “Please, baby? If this is supposed to be my present, can you two get along for a little while?”

That did it. Roman dramatically sighed. “I suppose so.” He snagged your wrist to tugged you out of Drew’s grip. “But you’re my girl, always and forever.”

“Unless she wants more, sometime.”

Roman shot him a glare. You laced your fingers into his. “I’m yours. Always and forever. Thanks for inviting Drew for me.”

“Anything for my girl.”

Drew snorted. “You’ve really got him wrapped around your little finger, don’t you, princess?”

“In about ten minutes,” Roman said, “you’ll probably be in the same position.”

Rolling your eyes, you took both men by the wrist and tugged them towards the bed. You guided each hand to a strap on your dress, then closed your eyes. It made your skin hot that you could tell their touches apart despite them moving in confusing patterns. One dipped under the front neckline to run his fingers over your breasts. The other reached back, spreading his large hand across your bared skin, then reaching for the zipper. As it came down, the other helped you out of the fabric. Unprepared as you were, your underwear didn’t match, one of the bows was missing, and you momentarily felt like this moment could have been better. Then the hands removed that fabric as well, and you didn’t care anymore.

When you opened your eyes, Roman was there to kiss your forehead. He made eye contact with Drew behind you, who kissed between your shoulder blades. You arched at the sensation.

“Watch this.” Roman ran his hands up your stomach to cup your breasts. Then he squeezed them, kneaded them and brought your nipples to stiff peaks. Your mouth fell open, gasping as he started to roll the buds between his fingers. His touch moved for a minute, then Drew’s hands were where his had been. Drew continued the motion, humming as you leaned back into his chest. Roman guided your feet apart. He reached between your thighs, then ran his fingers through the slick he found there. “Either that didn’t take long, or you’ve been wet all afternoon thinking about taking both of us.” He made you focus on him. “Which was it?”

He didn’t wait for your answer. Shedding his shirt, he nodded for Drew to do the same, taking up the motions on your breasts in the meantime. Drew sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled you into his lap, holding your legs apart with his knees. Roman kneeled, watching you pant and writhe with Drew working your breasts, and him rubbing up and down your thighs.

“Talk to her.” As he nosed up your thigh he added, “bonus points if you find the place on her neck to whisper and make her shiver.”

You glared at him.

Then Drew’s nose was running along your jawline. “Hmm. I wonder where that could be.” The rumble in his chest brought you close to a shiver. “I have to ask,” he kissed the top of your shoulder, “why did you wait so long to ask, princess? You could have had me at any time.” He moved his mouth to right behind your ear. “You could have had this cock filling you every night.” The shiver that shot through you made him trap you close to his chest. One hand spread across your stomach, while the other alternated between your breasts. Your arms were pinned to your sides.

So, when Roman started to eat you out, there was nowhere for you to squirm except back into Drew’s chest, and to grind back into his cock trapped in his jeans. He groaned in your ear, holding you closer. Roman nosed at your clit, helping to pin down your thighs with his grip keeping you open and spread across Drew’s thighs. Behind you, Drew continued to whisper questions of what you liked best. Below you, Roman brought you to the brink, leaned back so you would squirm, then to the brink again. Soon Drew couldn’t take you grinding on his cock anymore and reached for your clit himself.

“Does the birthday girl get to cum as many times as she wants, or will there be just one like lightening?”

Roman slowly licked bottom to top up your slit. “Depends. Which do you want, baby girl? So many that you can’t remember your name, or just the one that will knock you on your ass?” He curled two fingers into your slick. “You have to tell me soon. Or I’m going to pick.”

“Many,” you rushed. “Please. Don’t make me wait. I want to feel both of you. Please. Many, please, Roman-“

He grunted. “Keep working at her clit. And hold her tight, Drew. She’s… active when she cums.”

You could feel Drew’s smirk against your cheek.

They worked against you together. On edge already, the first orgasm quaked through your limbs. Drew tightened his grip, gasping with how much force there was in your release. He pressed his cheek to yours as you opened your eyes, and you saw what he saw. Across the room, your boudoir mirror caught your strung-out look and reflected it back. Roman’s head bobbed up and down as he toyed with your sex. Stringing you out, drawing your next release closer and closer. Drew’s ministrations on your clit made your chest heave.

“You look gorgeous, princess,” Drew groaned in your ear. “We’ve got all night to ruin ya’ and we’ve just begun.”

Roman took that moment to curl his fingers how he had learned over the years with you. Again, you shuddered and quaked, gushing on Roman’s tongue and arching in Drew’s hold. Roman stood up to swallow your cries with a rough kiss. He motioned for Drew to get rid of his pants while he worked on removing his own. Every inch of you was sensitive. Both men kissed their way over and around your body, nipping and sucking marks to claim bits and pieces of you.

Holding you lightly by your throat, Roman held you up to meet his gaze. “Do you want him, baby girl?”

Frantically, you nodded.

He pushed you to your hands and knees with your legs spread towards him. In front of you, Drew was very ready for you. His cock bobbed in front of your face.

“Go ahead,” Roman urged. “Taste it.”

“Come on, princess. Let me feel that hot mouth-“ Drew broke off with a groan as you wrapped your lips around his head. You moaned and hummed around him. Bobbing back and forth, you worked on getting as deep into your mouth as you could. Roman suddenly pulled you away, making both you and Drew gasp at the loss. “Reigns-“

“I need her attention.” Roman stroked your breasts, then ran his hand up to your throat, supporting your head. “You’re gonna make him feel good, right?” He grinned at feeling your hum under his fingertips. “While you’re doing that, I’m going to make you feel good too. Is that okay?”

“Yes, please.”

He pushed you back down, spreading his hand over your spine. “That’s my good girl.”

You warmed at the praise. Eagerly, you took Drew back into your mouth. Roman began to work into your sex, easing, pulling and pushing. The pushing sent you further down Drew’s cock, making him brace one hand back on the headboard. He gripped your hair, keeping you from taking him all the way. That is, until Roman was ready. Unknown to you, they shared a look above you, then both pulled out so they could begin their paces into your holes.

Drew cracked first. “Reigns, you bastard-“

He just laughed. “Tappin’ out already?”

“Not a chance.” Drew moved your hair out of your face so he could watch your lips move around his cock. “Look at you, princess. Never would’ve thought you were such a good cocksucker. And takin’ the both of us? You’re a treasure.” He groaned as you swallowed around him. “Takin’ me so deep down t’at pretty throat. Takin’ him so deep into your pussy.”

Roman groaned when you contracted your walls around him, letting him know you hadn’t forgot him. “You like it when we talk dirty to you, don’t you pretty girl?” He roughly filled you, then sat there, running his fingers up and down your spine while Drew continued to fuck your mouth. “Bet Drew has no idea the things you let me do to you. Edging you for weeks while I’m gone. Making you scream for hours when I get back, or you come to see me. Wonder if he’s ever heard you from my dressing room, unable to scream anything but my name.”

Drew’s pace stuttered.

It wasn’t unnoticed. “He answered quick to your little proposition. Turns out, he wanted you just as much as you wanted him. Can you imagine it, baby girl, your big Scotsman having to find some secluded spot because of the sound of you cumming on this dick?”

You groaned, making Drew shudder. Moving with Roman’s restarted thrusts, you took Drew deeper, gagging when you went to far. Drew kept you from doing that again, but his stuttering thrusts filled your mouth and throat just fine. Your every nerve ending was thrumming. So close to release. Roman knew it, was waiting for it. He lightly scratched his nails down your back, then leaned to reach down for your clit.

“Cum for us, baby. Come on.”

With a whimper, your body seized. Drew gripped the base of his cock and pulled out so you could breathe and scream as Roman kept moving. He watched as Roman took you to another orgasm before filling you with his own.

Roman, breathless, laid you down across the bed as Drew moved to stand between your legs. Roman kneeled next to your head to kiss your cheek and to ask you to keep going. “Can you give us one more, baby? To thank him for your present?”

Your mind was filled with haze. But you nodded anyway and reached for him. Drew took your hand, letting you pull him over you. His large hands smoothed up your torso, then back down to your thighs. He held them open, plotting his next move. Your sex oozed with Roman’s cum. Smirking, Drew crooked his fingers and scooped it out. You shuddered with sensitivity, soothed by Roman running his fingers through your hair. You didn’t see the glare. Didn’t care as Drew slowly filled you. Their stuffing of you were of different pleasing proportions, but all you cared about was the pleasure. He waited for you to buck towards him before making the pace.

“How does she feel, Drew?”

“Incredible,” he grunted. “Gonna make you cum, princess. Gonna fill you up. Your mouth took me so good. Now fuck this cock. Come on. I’ll get you there.”

Weakly, you met his thrusts. The last orgasm was there. Waiting. Close. Drew reached to circle your clit. It didn’t take long before you were gone. Soaring. Crying out his name and clawing at the sheets with the hand Roman didn’t have intertwined with his.

Finally sated, you let your mind blur and dance in fuzzy circles behind your eyes. Gently, they cleaned you up. Dressed you in your silk pajamas. You startled when both of them crawled into bed on either side of you.

Roman kissed the back of your neck while Drew traced his finger over your lips. “Did you really think a few orgasms was going to be your present?” Drew chuckled, brushing his fingers over your eyelids. “I’ll be here in the morning for your wake-up call too.” He kissed your forehead. “Goodnight, princess.”

“Goodnight, baby girl.”

“Goodnight, Drew,” you yawned. “Goodnight, Roman.”

You dreamed of what the morning would bring.

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smartycvnt · 4 months

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Title: Drinking Buddies

Pairing: Sheamus x Reader

Prompt: "He's such an idiot. My idiot, but still." + "I didn't know you could sing."

Word Count: 767

"I can't believe you've never done a pub crawl before. All that talk about how wild you used to get, and not a single pub crawl!" Sheamus exclaimed as he threw his hands in the air. Ash pinched the bridge of her nose as she sighed. She was glad that they had stayed in for the night because Sheamus had a tendency to get loud and rowdy, especially after a few drinks.

"It's not that big of a deal. I just preferred clubs," Ash said. Sheamus seemed even more bewildered by that. He had always assumed that him and Ash were one in the same, and this information was proving him wrong. Ash knew that it was only going to last until Sheamus sobered up later.

"The drinks are always way too expensive at the clubs. Not to mention that it's noisy and the lights. Ugh, it's just too much!" Sheamus threw his hands up once again. Ash was surprised he hadn't accidentally broken anything yet gesturing around as wildly as he had been.

"Well, we're not in a club right now, are we?" Ash asked him. Sheamus looked around, as if he had forgotten that they were home.

"No, we're not," Sheamus laughed. Ash pinched the bridge of her nose as she turned back towards her drink. "Do you want to go out to a club?"

"I'd rather stay here. You're too drunk to get anywhere, anyway," Ash reasoned. Sheamus scoffed, as if he was offended by that. However, he couldn't offer any rebuttal. Ash had always argued him under the table anyway. It wasn't fair, Ash was articulate and smart and had argued with people for a living before deciding to switch careers.

Sheamus quieted down a bit and put his attention towards his drink. Ash watched him from the other end of the room. Sheamus had put a lot of work into his little bar. It was originally supposed to just be a guy space, but Sheamus decided that he liked drinking with Ash. She was really good for making sure that Sheamus didn't get into it with Drew or the boys too badly whenever they all got together. Sheamus didn't want a repeat of Ridge getting stuck in one of the walls again.

"Can I get you a refill, milady?" Sheamus asked. Ash watched him sway dangerously on his feet as he stumbled towards her. She was lucky that he wasn't carrying anything because it would have gone all over the floor when he laid down on the couch.

"No, I think we're both done for the night," Ash told him. Sheamus hummed in agreement before he continued humming. Slowly, he started to sing something in Gaelic, but Ash was fairly certain that the words were incorrect. She had heard him and Becky sing it before, and while the melody was right, his words were very different.

"Do you think I could have been a rockstar?" Sheamus looked up at Ash with glossy eyes. She had to hold back laughter, especially once Sheamus broke out into another song. This time, Ash joined in with him. It was their song, the one that Ash swore was playing whenever they first spoke to each other.

Ash kept singing along to Lovefool, even after Sheamus had stopped. He stared up at Ash in amazement. Ash knew that he had heard her sing before, but Sheamus always seemed to forget. Ash's parents loved bringing up her choral scholarship and state medals from school, but throughout the years, Ash had fallen out of love with singing. She rarely did it anywhere other than the car or shower, and she had never even considered trying to do it as a career. The pressure of competition had taken all of the fun out of it for Ash in her youth.

"I didn't know you could sing."

"Yes, you did. My mother never shuts up about it," Ash said. Sheamus sat up, almost like he was ready to argue that he didn't know. Ash shot him a glare, which shut that down immediately. "Come on, let's go up to bed."

"I can't do the stairs right now," Sheamus said. "You go up though. The couch fucks with your back."

"Goodnight Shea." Ash leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. Sheamus pulled the throw off of the back of the couch and used it to cover up as much of himself as he could. Ash smiled as she looked back at him one more time before she went upstairs. "He's such an idiot. My idiot, but still."

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rhodesrider · 2 years

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Drew M. x Little! Black! Fem Reader (Ft. Uncle! Sheamus)

SFW! Age Regression! 18+!

Word Count: 745

“My Queen! The knights are attacking your towers! What do we do?!”

Y/N looked around and got out her sword trying to protect her fort, but it was too late. The fort came down and she pouted starting to cry. Drew the knight in shining armor, went to go get her and gave the evil eye at Sheamus that knew he fucked up. “Dude you weren’t suppose to destroy the fort!” Drew said. “Uncle shemi why did you do that?” Y/N started to cry more upset. “Oh gosh darlin’ I’m sorry. My foot slipped.” Sheamus hugged her saying sorry a bunch of times. “No I don’t forgive you!” Y/N as you can tell is in her little space, and Sheamus was chilling with Drew having a drink till he asked her Daddy to play. Sheamus is still new to her being a little but he’s learning, it’s like having fun with a kid.

“Babydoll come on now you can’t forgive me at all?” Sheamus asked with a sweet voice. Y/N turned around and crossed her arms. Sheamus looked at Drew for help but he shrugged seeing if he can figure it out on his own. “Oh god mi heart…” he grabbed his chest dramatically. Y/N turned around and gasped going to him to help him. “Gosh darlin, I guess your powers are too strong..” Drew watched the scene trying to see what what going on. “Uncle what powers?” She asked confused and worried. “Your powers that strike down anyone that take your kingdom away but I swear it was an innocent my queen.” He pleaded. “I didn’t mean to..” she pouted. “It’s alright darlin, but there is a way to cure me!” Y/Ns eyes lit up. “Accept my apologies my queen , and I’ll take ya for ice cream.” She nodded quick. “Uncle shemi I forgive you!” He got back up dramatically and smiled picking her up hugging her, facing drew smirking taking this as a victory. “Now let’s go lass, how’s about some cookies and cream. My treat. Think of it as the enemy giving a truce.” She nodded. Sheamus smiled and fixed her tiara going to the kitchen with her. “I feel abandoned!” Drew said and Y/N got down from the island in the middle of the kitchen, getting Drew’s hand and he sat with her for ice cream.

After a while, Y/N was sleep on the couch, Drew put her weighted blanket over her smiling. Both Drew and Sheamus went to the other room with talk some. “How long have you been with Y/N again?” Sheamus asked sipping on the drink Drew poured. “Oh like 2 years, why?” “When she told you about this little space thing, how did you react?” Drew looked at Sheamus smiling. “Well, I was unsure about it. But I love her. So I learned about it, took a class on insta-“ “There’s a bloody class?!” Sheamus asked and Drew shushed him to keep it down. “Yea you would be surprised a lot of people helped me to understand, it was private too so I didn’t have to worry about fucking reported up my ass about this. What Y/N does is private in this house hold.”

Sheamus nodded understanding. “She has one little friend that’s it.” “Who?” “Judgement Days little hound..” Drew sighed. Sheamus blinked. “That little fucker Nicole?” He nodded. “She’s been there little for a minute. Dominik is the only one she doesn’t like.” They laughed some. “Why does she do it?”

Drew sighed and looked at her as she was sound asleep. “People hurt that poor lass. And she grew up too fast. You know the other day I got her a bratz doll. Those dolls from like the 2000s, I got her four and she was crying. They are right above her vanity in my room. She never had one. And I fulfilled that. I felt good when I did.” He smiled. “Good on you brother. What about when she acts out? Like does she have tantrums? Just throws fits.” Drew sighed nodding. “She does and it’s a struggle. But I got this.” He smirked pulling out a tally counter. “A counter?” “When she hears clicks she straightens up.” He smirked. “Got it from Balor.”

Y/N started to wake up but not as a little, as her usual self. She yawned and rubbed her eyes taking off the tiara looking at the time getting up getting her laptop. “Hey babygirl, you had a nice nap?” Drew asked. “Yea I did. Um imma go finish up my work and turn in these assignments…” she yawned again going upstairs to handle her business. “And that’s another thing, it’s not all the time. It’s just when she needs it.” Drew smiles going back in the living room and cleaning her toys and stuffed animals taking the fort down. “She gets stressed she ask, or sometimes when she has a nightmare she goes into it, either way I’ll be there for her.” Drew smiles finishing up. He texts her did she want any snacks while she studied. “Well I’m glad I’m a uncle for her.” He smiled. “Thank you and you’re awesome for learning more about her regression brother.” Drew smiles as Sheamus got his keys heading out. “You call me if you need a sitter.” He smiled and Drew let him out.

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shortyiceheart · 1 month

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sleepy-achilles · 10 months

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Huh, Hbtaker and LSD in one video? My two beloveds.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #leon michaels #drew mcintyre #sheamus #LSD

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xgoddessoffandomsx · 1 year

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The official WWE 2k23 roster!!!! @atiny-angel @swifteforeverandalways @sargentbarxes @imswitchbabemox @the-iridescent-phoenix @ozzypawsbone-princeofbarkness @askauradonprep @retro-rezz-the-est @nonbinarylovaticesposito @ava-valerie @mrragersrevenge96

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Johnny Gargano has been confirmed but was not on the roster reveal for some reason

Bad Bunny will be the pre order bonus and later his pack will be available for DLC for those who did not pre order

Bray Wyatt, Tegan Nox, Candice LeRae, Hit Row and many other are rumored for future DLC

#wwe #wwe 2k23

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readingandwritingandreading · 11 months

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From The Ground Up ~ Part 1

My Blurb: Welcome to my Drew story! I have had this one sitting on the shelf for awhile now and I am excited that the events of Money in the Bank provided me with the perfect way to start it. This will involve ABO dynamics and include others from the WWE roster. Each “faction” in WWE will be considered a pack for story purposes. My taglist and inbox are always open!

Disclaimer: Alas, I own nothing.

Summary: Drew’s been in the wrestling business a long time and seen his fair share of Alpha & Omega drama. He’s certain when he finds his Omega this won’t be a problem, until the scent of cherries and orchids fill his senses and Cassidy Riley strolls into his life and he realizes a real relationship has to be built from the ground up.

Pairing: Alpha Drew McIntyre x Omega OFC Cassidy Riley

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics

Status: In Progress

Tagging: @pioched | @ashes-writing | @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore | @thebookwormcat

Check Out my Other Stories: Here!

I laughed when Kayla rolled her eyes at Pete's antics before signing off the kickoff show. It was officially time for Money in the Bank. The first one ever to take place in England and my first time being on a premium live event. I had been called up from my backstage interviewer position in NXT to the main roster shortly after Wrestlemania. Since then I have done some segments on Raw and Smackdown and even been the in ring announcer at some live events.

I checked my notes as the opening started playing and the crowd started cheering. The Men’s money in the bank match was first, followed by the women’s tag titles and then the Intercontinental title match. I headed to my first interview spot with fan favorite LA Knight.

“Let me talk to ya Cassidy!” he greeted in his boisterous way when the director signaled the start. I heard the crowd roar as we appeared on the jumbotron.

“LA Knight, do you feel prepared for tonight’s battle?” I moved the microphone closer to him as he whipped off his sunglasses.

He grinned at me before turning to the camera, “I only have one word for ya, YEAH!” he said and I heard the echo of the crowd repeating his phrase before he headed towards the ring.

The cameraman signaled we were done and I turned towards catering in search of water before my next segment. Kayla found me on the way and gave me a big hug. “You did it! Your first live interview on a Pay Per View!” she gushed, looping her arm in mine.

“Don’t you mean Premium Live Event?” I questioned with a laugh, causing her to roll her eyes. They were really pushing for the name change but too many people had spent most of their lives calling it a pay per view and it was going to be awhile before that changed.

I stopped suddenly causing Kayla to stumble. “What the hell…” she trails off taking in my frozen posture. “Cas are you ok?

I shiver as the scent of coffee with a hint of forest and something else that I can’t quite place rolls through me. She shakes my arm and I snap out of it. “Oh, sorry, what? Must be hungrier than I thought. Did catering get a new coffee? It smells amazing.”

Kayla looks at me like I grew an extra head, sniffing the air before replying, “I don’t smell anything but maybe I’m still stopped up from being sick last week.” She says it slowly and I give her a reassuring smile before continuing our trek.

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“Listen fella, I'm not thrilled that you’re going for the title I want but until I'm back in the running you can count on us to have your back against the Imperium pack.” Sheamus clapped his hand on my shoulder and I nodded in appreciation. I had been out of action since Wrestlemania and they were some of the very few who knew I would be making a comeback tonight. The Brawling Brutes were the closest I had to my own pack. Sheamus was their head alpha, Ridge, an alpha in his own right, was his second in command and Butch the third Alpha. Finding their Omegas had filled out the rest of their pack but it had been a dramatic and hard fought journey. Though we had bickered many times, I trusted them to have my back.

“How are they doing with their mates?” I nodded to the two younger alphas. Ridge was lending silent support to Butch whose mate looked like she was about to burst into tears. I could almost smell the worry radiating off her. Ladder matches could be brutal, I kinda felt for the girl.

“Cameron is taking it the hardest, poor thing had barely watched any wrestling when they met. Isabella and Lucy have been helping her adjust but she’s just as headstrong and stubborn as Petey boy.” Sheamus shrugged, “There’s always a learning curve when you find your mate.” He raised his eyebrow at me.

I rolled my eyes at him, I was confident when I found my mate everything would fall into place. No drama or “learning curve”. If fate had decreed it, how else could it go? Sheamus never failed to try and remind me that’s not how it always is but I shrugged him off. If I had to wait this long, it was going to be a breeze. I wished Butch good luck before heading to get ready for my return, I was set to come out after the Intercontinental title match.

Hand on the door to my locker room I froze as a scent rolled over me. It was a mouthwatering mix of orchids, cherries and something else that flew around my brain but didn’t quite land. I surveyed the area, the instinct inside of me howling to investigate, but nothing caught my eye. Shaking my head I continued into the room to get ready.

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“You’re trembling, are you sure you’re ok?” Kayla asked for the fifth time since we had left catering.

“I think so, I just feel…off, I guess. Like I should be doing something.” I replied. Ever since that scent had hit me, I had felt like a live wire, my body thrumming with anticipation.

“Cassidy, on in 30 seconds, they are heading up the ramp.” the director said. I nodded, giving a reassuring smile to Kayla before standing in my spot. I was set to interview the winners of the match when they came through. Riddle had met them at the entrance, high fiving them before heading to the ring. Raquel and Liv burst through the curtain, all smiles as they headed over to me.

“Raquel and Liv, congratulations on your victory and becoming the new WWE Women’s Tag Team Champions. I have to ask though, do you think you could have done it without Shayna’s shocking betrayal on Ronda?” I held out the microphone to them while Imperium made their entrance behind us.

Raquel leaned in, “It doesn’t matter what happened between Ronda and Shayna, we were always going to get these back.”

“Shayna saw a sinking ship and bailed, honestly after the way Ronda has taken over since she came back, I don’t blame her a bit.” Liv chimed in. “But like Raquel said, these are our titles and we won’t be backing down from any challengers.”

They headed off and I smiled after them until the camera man gave me the thumbs up. Sagging with relief, I rolled my neck and shoulders trying to relieve some of the tension. Kayla shot me another worried look before heading off to her next interview. I turned to look at the schedule when the scent invaded the room again. Spinning quickly I scanned the room, my eyes landing on Drew McIntyre staring at me and breathing hard, my trembling increased.

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Adrenaline was coursing through my veins as I pulled my black tank top on and dampened my hair. Part of it was to get back in the ring but the rest was that instinct demanding I find that scent. I hadn’t felt it this strongly before and I stared at my hand that was practically trembling.

A knock on the door followed by one of the stagehands announcing it was almost my turn had me taking a deep breath and forcing my hand into a fist to slow the tremors. This was my big return and I couldn’t let nerves or whatever this was get to me.

With that in mind I opened the door and headed out. The closer I got to gorilla, the more the scent called to me and the faster I walked, I was almost sprinting when I finally got there. It was more potent now, the cherry and orchids surrounding me with undertones of peaches. I pulled the curtain aside and my eyes locked on the new backstage announcer as I stepped in the room. I had seen her before, she had been in NXT but was moved up after Wrestlemania.

She tensed before turning and scanning the room, her brown eyes widening when she saw me staring at her. I started moving towards her, making a slow perusal of her body. Her long legs looked stunning in a pair of black heels and her skin glowed against the maroon lace dress. Mate, mine. The thoughts swarmed my head as I made eye contact with her.

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His scent surrounded me, coffee and the woods all combined into thoughts that rang out through my brain. Warmth, safety, home, MATE.

His eyes flashed gold when our eyes met and I didn't need the gasps around me to tell me mine did too. I felt the connection click into place. Drew McIntyre is my alpha.

A growl escaped his throat as he stalked closer, driving me back until my back hit the wall and he pressed his face to my neck. I trembled again, partly from fear and partly from his closeness. I couldn’t see past him to the rest of the room. His arms were caging me in and my hands pressed to his chest of my own violation.

Struggling with the urge to either push him away or grab him, I whimpered when he pulled his face back to look at me again, one hand cupping my face. “My Omega” whispered in his accent caused me to tremble again, the wall and my grip on his shirt the only things keeping me up right.

“Drew, you’re on. Drew!” Hunter’s voice pulled us out of our staredown and I was suddenly reminded that we were in a room full of people and most of them were staring at us. Blushing I tried to pull away but Drew held me close, growling lowly and glaring at everyone like they were a threat.

Hunter held his hands up, “Your music is about to hit, she will be safe here until you return.”

Drew seemed to snap out of it at that, turning back to me slowly. “I’ll be right back,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead before releasing me and walking out the curtain as his music sounded and the fans started screaming.

Hunter and Stephanie rushed toward me immediately, grabbing my arm when I started to sway. “Holy shit Cassidy! Drew McIntyre is your mate?!” Stephanie practically shrieked.

“Um.., can I sit down please. I need to sit down.” My voice was shaky even to my own ears.

“Of course, take the rest of the show off, Kayla can take over.” Hunter replied, rubbing my arm. I nodded weakly as black started encroaching my vision. I heard them yelling for the med team before I completely passed out.

#micole writes things now #drew mcintyre #drew mcintyre x OFC #alpha!drew #alpha!drew mcintyre #money in the bank #from the ground up

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