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joesanrio · 6 months

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"Best friends" | R.R

Summary: You guys were just college best friends... who hooked up, but it wasn't supposed to lead to this.

Pairings: Roman Reigns {Joe Anoa'i} x fem!reader || non-established relationship

Warnings: pregnant!reader, teasing, some tension, loverboy!joe, y'all it's just fluff.

Word Count: 1275

Ratings: 16+ | Fluff

A/N: something quick and simple to feed y’all <3

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“Oh my gosh.” You groaned out as you finally sat down for the first time today, you’ve been busy cleaning as you couldn’t stand a messy house. You’ve been cleaning since 9 o’clock in the morning, every little cranny in the house was no longer untouched by you. Cleaning used to be therapeutic for you, but the extra weight and tension makes it more of a dreaded task than a fun activity.

The music blasting through the home, beginning to become bothersome as you lay your head back against the top of your cushioned couch. Eyes closing just to rest in the inevitable darkness, reminding you that a good nap could be snuck in before Joe gets here.

“I need a bath or something.” You mumble out as your body feels sticky and hot, preparing to get up from your comfy seat. One. Two. Three. You counted before boosting out of your seat and practically waddling over to your speaker to cut it off, a small huff leaving your plumped lips in exhaust.

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The warm water surrounding your body and loosening your tight muscles, the delicate scent of vanilla and lavender filling your nose sweetly. The bubbles resting on the still water up to your collar bones, hands placed on the side of the tub.

Pure relaxation is what you would consider this situation which was well needed. Face mask on, eyes closed, head tilted back as you almost fall asleep.

Remembering the task at hand, the relaxing bath now becoming an “everything” shower as you realized that you’re going to have to stand to get the job done. Not bothered as the hot water runs down your soapy body, throat humming a familiar tune as the sounds of water create the background.

Finishing up, you step out into the foggy bathroom, towel quickly wrapping around your body as you make your way to the sink/vanity. Not paying any mind to the fogged mirror, the body lotions and oils placed in front of you as you begin to lather up. Getting dressed in your (his) T-shirt and some comfy bottoms, after doing some finishing touches of your after-shower routine,

Leaving the hot and humid bathroom to head into the cooled bedroom making you regret turning down the thermostat earlier. Quickly dumping the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper and getting into the warm, soft sheets of your comforter.

Your phone notifications are spamming at the perfect time, already knowing who it is. Joesph. Your high school best friend turned best friend with benefits turned baby daddy. Unintentionally smiling as you take your phone off the charger immediately to answer him.

I got the food so u better be hungry

I’m almost there

Give me like 10 mins

Actually 15 bcs I gotta stop for gas

Put something cute on for me

Read 6:49pm

Aww so sweet

I always look cute

Read 6:52pm

“I hope he got McDonalds… or-“cutting your speech off as you think about all the different food options he could’ve got or that you would have loved to eat. Laying back against the big reading pillow, playing on your phone as you wait impatiently. Body now super pumped for his visit, the baby now beginning to move around as if they knew who was about to show up.

Smiling as you caress over the huge bump, feeling your baby pressing against your soft hand. “I know, he’s almost here. Just a few more minutes.” You speak sweetly as the baby begins to kick against the side, as uncomfortable as it is, you seem to be in a trance of complete admiration. One thing Joe could always do was get the baby excited. It’s like as soon as they heard his voice or sensed that he was near they went ballistic.

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The doorbell ringing causing you to perk up excitedly, you don’t know why he was ringing the doorbell considering he has a key so his hands must be full. “Coming.” You call out as you quickly slip your feet into your slippers and head to the front door, “Any day now baby.” He calls from the other side jokingly as you open the door for him, lips falling into a pout as he chuckles.

“I wasn’t that slow.” Eyes playfully rolling at the man walking behind you with the bags of food, going to grab one to help before he pulls away. “You’re already carrying a lot.” His head tilting down at your belly, a small smile forming on your lips.

Your gaze leaving Joe’s eyes to observe his outfit (and body), the grey sweats fitting loosely over his thick thighs and white t-shirt tight on his pecs, muscles bulging as he holds the food and his long fingers wrapping around the large drink.

“Whatcha thinkin about?” His deep voice taking you out from your trance, shaking your head embarrassingly as you just got caught. Lips forming in a smirk as he knows you were checking him out. Avoiding his question, you go to look inside the bag before he pulls away from you.

“Answer me.” He says as he places the food down onto the table but blocking the food. “The food. Now please move.” A rough huff leaving your mouth as you cross your arms at the man, he rolls his eyes before scooting to the side.

“That’s not how you say thank you.” He mumbles before taking a bite of a fry, you look over at him before puckering out your lips teasingly. His eyebrows perking up excitedly as he tries to go in for a kiss, “Thank you so much!” you giggle as you quickly pull away from him causing his lips to form an annoyed pout. “Whatever.” He pokes your side gently.

The room is now quiet as you guys sit down with the delicious food and eat. Joe putting on a random movie for background noise, knowing how you feel about prolonged silences. “Did you hear about Chris and Aaliyah?” Your body perking up as you remember the small drama you found out yesterday regarding some ex-college friends,

Joe’s eyebrows immediately scrunching in confusion. “No what?” wiping his thick fingers with the small napkin, making you lose your train of thought, “Oh my gosh! Really!” You say already knowing the answer but adding you your dramatics.

Joe smiling at your excitement to tell him, reminding him of the past times when you guys would sit in each other’s dorms, and you would go on a whole rant about little things you heard throughout the day. He missed it, it was one of his favorite things, still is. He couldn’t imagine someone else being able to hear you speak with such passion and excitement over other people’s lives. It was so cute to him, even though he didn’t know half the people you were talking about.

“Don’t be messy, you’re too pretty for that.” Or “Why do you care?” would become his go-to every time you had those rants, but he knew you just wanted to entertain him and yourself. Don’t get him started on your “Guess what’s” every time you would see him, the cutest thing he ever encountered in high school. He misses it and doesn’t want to let it go for someone else to take.

Snapping out of his thoughts when he notices your eyes of concern, “You’re not listening?” you ask as your lips fall into a thin line of embarrassment. “No- no I was.” He reassures as he fixes his posture, “You weren’t but that’s okay. It honestly was boring.” You giggle as you go back to eating your food.

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acknowledge-reigns · 3 months

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Nonsense | Roman Reigns x black fem!OC - 18+!!!!

Warnings: Bratty sub, fingering, orgasm control/denial, Daddy/Sir kink, Praise (good girl) , teasing, begging, vaginal sex, semi-public play (possibility of being heard), pet names (babygirl, my love), dirty talk.

Description: Roman and Lilah have some fun on his private jet.

Other stories featuring Roman x Lilah include: Jealous, 34+35 and There Goes My Baby.

My entire Masterlist can be found here.

Again, MDNI!!! THIS IS AN 18+ FAN FICTION. As always my stories are about Roman Reigns NOT Joe Anoa'i.

Face claim: Jaylon Barron

From they moment they boarded the plane Lilah had been filled with anticipation. After a full day of being a brat Roman had instructed her to wear a short skirt and that she was not allowed to wear panties on their flight.

Luckily enough it would be just the two of them flying on his private jet to the Royal Rumble, aside from of course the flight crew who knew not to bug the tribal chief and his girl unless it was for emergency purposes.

Roman, his eyes smoldering with desire, leaned towards Lilah, whispering seductively into her ear. "How about we play a little game, babygirl?" he said.

Lilah's heart raced at the thought, her body tingling with anticipation. "What kind of game, Sir?" she responded, her voice filled with excitement.

Roman's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "I want you to close your eyes and let yourself be completely vulnerable to me." he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

Lilah's breath quickened as she closed her eyes, her heart beating with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She felt Roman's strong hands on her, his touch igniting a fire within her, never knowing where and what he'd do next but trusting him. With her eyes closed, Lilah felt Roman's hands slowly trailing over her body, his touch teasingly light. His fingers danced along the curves of her neck, down her collarbone, and traced the outline of her breasts over her shirt. Each delicate stroke sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, causing her to arch her back in response.

"You remember your Safeword, babygirl?" Roman asked.

"Pickles" Lilah responded.

"Good Girl" Roman said.

His lips brushed against her earlobe, sending a shiver down her spine once again. "You're doing so well, my love. I need you to be quiet for Daddy, okay? Spread your legs for me."

Lilah surrendered herself to the game nodding as she leaned back in the luxurious leather seat spreading her legs wide, His touch grew bolder, his fingers exploring every inch of her body, setting her body ablaze with desire."Shhh.. Shhh. Such a good girl for your tribal chief." Roman said as he lifted her skirt, "Such easy access for me, babygirl. I bet you're already soaked for me, aren't you?" Roman said with his signature cocky smirk.

"Mm Yes, Daddy. Just for you, my tribal chief." Lilah said.

He then slowly, teasingly, began to trace his fingers along her inner thighs.

Lilah squirmed with pleasure, her body aching for his touch. Roman took his time, savoring every moment. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he plunged his fingers deep inside of her, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

"Looks like this little pussy is acknowledging me, baby." Roman teased as he fingered her roughly, his fingers moving with a force and speed that left her breathless. Lilah, lost in the throes of passion, begged for more, her voice hoarse with desire.

Roman chuckled a bit at her plea pulling his fingers out and leaving her wanting as he licks her juices from his fingers.

"Beg for it, Lilah," he growled, his deep voice driving her wild.

"Please, Daddy, " she whimpered, her voice trembling. "I need you."

Roman's lips crashed down on hers, his tongue invading her mouth as he claimed her as his own, his hands once again roaming over her body as he explored every inch of her. She writhed beneath him, her body begging for more.

"Please, Daddy," she begged, "I need you inside me."

He grinned wickedly, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "Come on now, babygirl, you can beg better than that. Beg the tribal chief."

"Please, Roman," she cries out, her body wracked with need. "I need you. Right here right now, my tribal chief. I need you to fuck me on your private jet, daddy, please."

With a triumphant laugh, Roman plunged into her, his hips pistoning as he took her roughly, pounding her pussy.

She tried not to scream in pleasure, her body shuddering as she eventually came undone beneath him as the plane soared through the clouds, their passion reaching its peak as they enter the mile high club together.

After getting cleaned up and dressed Roman wrapped Lilah in a warm blanket he had requested from one of the flight attendants and held her close, whispering soothing words in her ear.He reminded her of how good she had been, how obedient and submissive. He praised her for her efforts, telling her how much she pleased him.

Lilah snuggled closer to Roman, soaking up the affection and praise. She knew that she had pleased him, that she had been a good girl for her tribal chief. And that thought filled her with a warm, fuzzy feeling.

"You want a snack, babygirl? some water?" Roman asked asked.

Lilah, still lost in the afterglow of their session, simply shook her head. She didn't need anything, not right now. She was content, happy even, to just lay there in Roman's arms, basking in the love and affection that he so willingly gave her.

The private jet continued to soared through the sky, taking them to their next destination. But for now, they were content to just be, together, in their own little bubble of love and affection.

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imaginexwwe · 11 months

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SPRING BREAK - Roman Reigns

Just a little idea of mines 💡

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IT ONLY TOOK 1 WEEK IN 2015 TO TURN Y|N'S LIFE UP SIDE DOWN

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"Y|N," I heard my name being called by my out of breath bestfriend as she came running back to where I was laid out on my beach towel. "Y|N." She repeated a second time after I had ignored her when she first called out to me.

I groaned silently, taking my shades off. "What, Tori?" I asked, propping myself up slightly on my elbows. "Why are you breathing so I hard?" I again asked, squinting my eyes, partly because of this bright ass Miami sun and partly because of Tori's huffing.

I mean she's breating so hard, you'd think she'd just ran a marathon or something.

Before answering me, Tori grabbed at her half drunked water bottle, taking a long sip, holding up a finger.

"Damn," She said once she had put the water bottle down. "I needed that. Like you don't even know." Tori added, a giggle escaping her lips. "It's hot."

"And you were just running like you stole something." I replied with a giggle of my own. "Or someone was after you."

Tori shook her head. "No, no one was after me," She began explaining, a smirk forming on her face. "But I did meet this guy at the bar and I invited him back to the house tonight."

Is she serious?

We've been in Miami for less than a day and she's already picking up guys at a bar and inviting him to the house.

Correction, my dad and step mom's beach house.

"Can't you just go back to his place or something?" I asked, with a sigh. "I really don't feel like spending my first day or any day of spring break listening to you moaning out some random dude's name. Plus my dad will kill me if they knew I had a guy in the house. You know how strict that man is."

Tori shrugged, looking around at nothing is particular. "Do you see your dad here?"

"No..."

"Me either," Tori said, with a sigh of her own, the only difference between hers and mines, was that hers was more of a happy kind of sigh. "And you won't have to listen to me moaning out," She paused all of a sudden as if she was thinking. "Fuck, I forgot his name." She laughed as she leaned back on her towel. "But whatever, you won't be focused on me and the possibility of me moaning my guy's name because he promised to bring his friend so you'd have a guy who's name you could moan."

I shot a glare over at her. "I'm not fucking some random dude," I gasped out. "He could look like Pennywise for all I know."

"Okay, one," Tori replied, holding up a finger again. "I'm sure he's hot as fuck, cause the guy I invited back is hot as fuck and hot as fuck people tend to run in the same circles." She said making me almost choke on the coke I had just swallowed.

Did she have to say fuck so many times in one sentence?

"And two," Tori spoke up again, after giving me a moment ti calm down from my coughing fit. "If he did look like Pennywise, I won't let him in."

I nodded, leaning back down on my beach towel. "Better not." I playfully threatened, as I slid my shades back on.

"Oh and I'm not saying this will come up," I heard Tori once again speak up. "But if it does..." She did one of her dramatic pauses as her voice slowly trailed off. "Tell him you're twenty one."

The fuck?

"Why?" I gasped out, not getting an answer from Tori. "How old are these guys, Tori?" I immediately questioned again, still not getting an answer. "How old are they?"

"Bitch," Tori laughed, flicking a small amount of sand onto my leg. "Just do it."

I shook my head, brushing the sand off my leg.

I knew this wouldn't just be a relaxing girls week.

The thing I didn't know is how crazy our last week of spring break 2011 would be.

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THAT NIGHT

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"Oh, god," Tori, exclaimed bursting in to my room, as I stood in the mirror. "I am so jealous of your guy."

I bit at the inside of my cheek, overlooking everything about my appearance from my make up, to the dress I was wearing. "Should I have gone with the tight fitted dress instead of the loose one I have on?" I mumbled, not having heard anything she'd just said.

Tori reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me away from my mirror. "Y|N, you're gorgeous, tight dress or no tight dress." She responded, placing her hands on my shoulders giving me a slight shake. "But did you hear what I said about my guys friend?"

"No..?"

Tori squealed, bouncing slightly as she still had her grip on my shoulders. "The man's so sexy, he'd make you orgasm just by looking at you." She said, causing me to give her a look.

"So did you?"

Tori, furrowed her eyebrows at me, tilting her head. "Did he what?" She questioned.

I huffed. "Did he make you orgasm when he looked at you?" I asked, just barely able to hold my laughter in as I realized how extremely ridiculous Tori's words sounded coming from my mouth.

"Nope," She pouted. "He didn't look at me. But I know what I'm talking about." Tori added, once again grabbing my arm. "C'mon, before you find something else to over analyze."

I sighed, allowing my bestfriend to lead me downstairs and into the area of the house where the guys were at, which I guess you could call it the game room or whatever.

I mean it has a pool table in the center so...

"Guys, this is Y|N," Tori said loudly, getting the two guys attention. "The person who owns this house, so if you fuck something up she'll fuck you up and I'll help." She spoke again, causing me to bite down on my lip in attempt to keep from laughing.

There was no way in hell, my five foot, three inches ass, and Tori's five foot four inches ass was beating these muscular men.

But I guess we'll have to try since Tori's put it out there.

"Y|N," Tori's voice rang in my ears, snapping me from my thoughts. "This is Chaz," She said, continuing her introductions, and even though she said Chaz, her eyes and his reaction seemed to say that she had gotten his name wrong. "And this is Joseph." She added, nudging me, I guess to let me know that was the friend who's here for me.

Damn, I thought.

Tori was not wrong about him.

"You could just call me Joe." Joseph, I mean, Joe said taking a few steps closer to Tori and I, his hand outstretched to me.

"Excuse me," Tori giggled, a bit sarcastically. "He's just Joe."

I nodded, ignoring Tori as I reached out to take Joe's hand. "Y|N." I replied, mentally cursing at myself for saying my name again, after Tori had just announced it literally thirty seconds ago.

"Nice to meet you, Y|N." Joe responded, flashing a bright smile to me.

If his gaze wasn't enough to make a pool down there, his smile definitely would get the job done.

"And I'm Chad." Tori's guy from the bar cleared his throat as I continued to have this weird moment with Joe, my hand still in his. "Not Chaz."

I slowly pulled my hand away from Joe's, about to respond to Chad only to be interrupted by Tori as she turned on some music from her phone.

"Enough with the names." Tori groaned, turning the music up even more than it already was. "Let's do shots!" She shouted bringing over a bottle of Hennessy, placing it down on the pool table to go over and search for shot glasses.

The fuck did that come from?

"Tori," I gasped, the second she came back to the group with the shot glasses and a bottle of coke, I'm guessing to chase the liquor with. "Where did you get this?" I asked, glaring at her as she gave me a look.

"From the bar downstairs." She said through clenched teeth, before forcing out a quick laugh. "Forgot you had it?" She asked, playing off my question with one of her own.

I guess not to bring suspicion to the guys or our age.

She did say to tell them we were twenty one if the question came up.

I forced out a laugh of my own. "Right..." I trailed off. "I guess I forgot I had that considering I'm more of a wine drinker than a Hennessy drinker."

Tori mumbled a barely audible, "mhm..." as she began pouring the brown liquid into the miniature glasses, handing them out to the four of us. "To spring break twenty eleven and to new friends."

Ugh, my dad's gonna kill me whenever he does come back here, and sees his liquor's missing.

But maybe he won't notice.

Maybe.

"To spring break twenty fifteen and new friends." I repeated after Tori, Joe, and Chad, throwing my head back and downing my shot in one gulp.

Fuck that burns, I thought to myself as the brown liquor quickly made it's way down my throat, then almost instantly threatened to come back up.

"Take a sip of this." I heard Joe say, as he reached out to me, passing me a plastic red cup. "It'll help it stay down." He added, a smirk now replacing his smile.

And even though he was smirking, it wasn't a sneaky smirk where I felt worried.

It was more of a proud smirk, I that makes since.

I took the red plastic cup, feeling the coldness from the coke soothing the burn that the Hennessy left behind. "How did you know I needed this?" I asked, just knowing my cheeks were red from embarrassment.

"The look you made was similar to the one I made when I had my first taste of Hennessy." He explained, with a chuckle. "Then I discovered it was easier with a chaser."

I nodded, biting at the inside of my cheek. "But I didn't see you chasing it." I replied, noticing Joe had only poured me a bit of coke, and none for himself. "And you definitely don't look like someone who's fighting to keep it down."

Joe again chuckled. "I'm used to it."

"Oh, well," I said, bringing my hand up to twirl a piece of hair that fell in my face. "Like I said, this isn't my go to."

"I know," Joe replied, coming a little closer, reaching out to tuck the piece of hair I was just twirling behind my ear. "You're more of a wine person."

"Exactly." I whispered, suddenly unable to tear my eyes from his.

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It was now a little while into the party, the music from Tori's phone was blasting even louder and she had taken Chad up to the room she was staying in while we were here.

I was a couple more shots of Hennessy in and had finally built up enough liquid courage, as they say, to lean in for a kiss from Joe while he stood between my legs as I sat on top of the pool table.

After a few seconds of sloppily making out, I slowly pulled away, breathlessly, giggling at the smeared lipstick I left on him. "I got lipstick on you." I said, running my thumb along his lips trying to wipe as much off as I could.

"I don't care." Joe quickly replied, sticking his tongue out just enough for it to brush against my thumb, before bringing his face down to the my neck, almost immediately finding my sweet spot.

A soft moan escaped from my mouth as I bit down on my lips. "Mmm..." I mumbled, enjoying the feeling of Joe's lips on my neck. "Wanna move over to the couch?" I finally was able to ask, before letting out yet another moan.

Joe pulled away from my neck, lifting me up from my spot on the pool table, and over to the couch and the second he made contact with the leather couch, I pushed him back, allowing myself to be on top.

I leaned down, reconnecting my lips with his, my hair falling around us while our tongues fought for dominance.

His hands slowly traveled up into my dress, stopping at my butt, as he pushed me even closer into him.

It was like my body now had a mind of its own as my hips began to rotate on top of the buldge that was now poking through his jeans.

The feeling of him pressing up against me giving me a sensation I don't think I've ever felt with any of the other guys I've been with in the past.

What is it about this man?

But as fast as the feeling had started, it stopped when I heard my bestfriend's voice getting closer and closer.

"I promise I wasn't squinting at your dick, Chaz," I heard her say, as I glanced down at the man underneath me. "It was something in my eye, that's all." Tori spoke again, her voice and footsteps now sounding like they were right outside the room Joe and I were I'm.

A loud scoff was heard, followed by Joe's friend's voice. "Oh, something just so happened to irritate your eyes the second I took my boxers off, Tori?"

Feeling a laugh coming, I immediately clasped my hand over my mouth.

"It was a coincidence." Tori replied.

"Joe..?" Chad could be heard calling out, seemingly ignoring Tori's previous statement. "Joe?" I heard him call again, before eventually coming into the room where Joe and I were. Tori following closely behind. "Ready to go?"

Joe shook his head, a frown forming on his face as he looked from his friend to me. "Do I look ready to go?" He sarcastically asked, motioning to me as I sat comfortably on his lap.

"But dude, you drove." Chad mumbled, awkwardly standing in the doorway, eventually letting out a sigh when he realized Joe had zero intention in leaving right now. "Fine, I'll just walk." He said, turning around, almost bumping into Tori as she made her way into the room. "And for the last time, my name's Chad not Chaz." He told her before disappearing out the room, and eventually out the beach house.

"Whatever," Tori said smirking as she walked over to the couch me and Joe was currently occupying. "Looks like it's just the three of us." She added, squeezing in the narrow space that was left on the couch.

I pouted, leaning my head down to reat on Joe's chest for a second before bringing it back up, glaring at my bestfriend. "Seriously Tori?"

"What?" She asked back, pretending to be clueless as to why I was quickly becoming frustrated with her.

I rolled my eyes, looking down at Joe.

Lust was very much evident in his eyes, as I'm sure it was in mines.

Was I really gonna let her ruin the mood between me and him?

Fuck no, I mentally answered myself before I quickly stood up, extending a hand to Joe as he looked slightly confused.

"Let's go upstairs to my room." I said, quickly pecking his lips.

The taller and much bigger man nodded silently as he held onto my hand and allowed me to lead him upstairs.

I don't know what had gotten into me.

Maybe it was the few shots of Hennessy.

Maybe it was the sexy stranger I'd come to know as Joe.

Or maybe both.

But whatever it was, I knew I wasn't ready for the night to end.

Not yet, anyway.

"Don't forget to use a condom!" Tori yelled put as we made our way up the stairs.

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PART 2

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allmyn1ghts · 7 months

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cannot wait for tonight yall 🤭

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south-of-heaven · 9 days

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Roman Reigns Masterlist

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#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe #pro wrestling #wrestling #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns #joe anoa'i

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morgandr · 4 months

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Imagine:

Your husband, Roman buying you plenty of gifts during the week to gift to you as he truly loves you and wants you to get all the things you want.

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(NOT MY VIDEO!)

(Roman Reigns X Reader)

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my-roman-empiree · 10 days

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A TWIST OF FATE (R.R one shot)

Pairing: Joe Anoa’i x Reader

Warning: Angst, Language, bad English

Word Count: 1.6k

Content: Joe is in love with his best friend and he finally confesses his feelings to her.

My phone starts ringing loudly, startling me from the deep state of sleep i was in. With my eyes half open i reach for it and answer with a sleepy “hello” not even bothering to look at the caller id. “Don’t tell me you fell asleep again” i hear his deep voice groan on the other end of the line. My eyes widen when I realize who the voice belonged to, my best friend Joe. And i was supposed to be on my way to his house for lunch. “No, no i’m on my way there.” i lie obviously as i get out of bed and go through my wardrobe to pick an outfit. “Bullshit, i can hear you shuffling through your clothes. What the hell were you doing all night that got you this tired?” he asks with a teasing voice. I roll my eyes, too drowsy to give him a sarcastic answer. “I will be there in 5 minutes.” i say as i hang up, lying again since our houses have a 15 minutes distance. I decided to wear some sweatpants with a white t shirt and i put on a bit of make up to at least look presentable enough. I get my handbag and rush out of the house towards my car. Joe and I have been friends since high school and we have managed to make our friendship last for almost 20 years. But in the last few years we haven’t been able to meet up as often as we used to for our schedules never align. Both our jobs involve lots of traveling so whenever i would be in town he would be in another city and vice versa.

I knock on his front door, excited to finally see him after nearly 8 months. Joe opens the door with a big smile plastered on his face, his pearly white teeth on display. He pulls me in for a bear hug, his perfume instantly giving me a sense of familiarity. “God i’ve missed you so much” he whispers in my ear still not letting go of me, if anything he tightens the grip on my waist. “I’ve missed you too big guy but let me go now before i pass out.” i joke and he lets go with a small laugh. We make our way inside his house and head to the living room, taking a seat in the comfortable couch. I take in his appearance, he has more grey hairs now than the last time i saw him but it definitely suits him, they actually make him look sexier if that is possible. His physique was not as bulky as i remember, he is much leaner now. I can see his abs and muscles under his white tank top, looking as prominent as ever. “Look at you, you’re gettin old man” i tell him with a sly smile. Joe chuckles lightly “you know how things have been, stress has taken its toll on me.” I nod at his words in understatement. The divorce from his ex wife has been anything but easy, the process lasting for almost a year and a half. “But look at YOU tho, you look even more gorgeous than the last time i saw you.” he compliments with a slight smirk on his face. I can’t help but blush a little, he always has a way with words. But i know i look good tho, i have added some caramel highlights to my dark hair and i’ve been working out regularly for almost 5 months now. “Thank you! I’ve been trying to prioritize myself lately. Now tell me how’s life been treating you as a single man?” He sighs, clearly not over the whole ordeal “it took me a while to get used to it you know. But i’m good now, still not ready to date yet tho. And what about you? You still with that jerk?” I can’t help but laugh at his remark about my now ex boyfriend. “We aren’t together anymore. It turns out you were right all along, he was a cheating asshole so i called things off a while ago.” It was unavoidable for Joe to not feel happiness about the news. He wasn’t happy about the fact that he had cheated on her, no, that motherfucker better pray to not cross paths with him but he’s pleased she’s not wasting any more of her time with him. “Do you want me to track him down and beat his ass?” he asks her, seemingly joking but his words held some truth to them. “There’s no need to, i already did.” i say chuckling at his wide-eyed expression. “Hold on, you for real? You beat that fucker?” Joe asks, his voice filled with amusement. She was never the one who would choose violence in any type of situation, her strongest quality being communication which might be one of the reasons why their friendship lasted this long. I nod while laughing uncontrollably “i did. And I wasn’t even that mad when he told me he had been cheating on me, i already knew that from one of my friends. I just saw the opportunity and I took it.” Joe shakes his head while chuckling, she never fails to leave him in awe every damn time she opens her mouth.

As she complains about one of her colleagues at work while eating the sushi he ordered, Joe can’t help but stare at her beautiful facial features, her plump lips that slightly pout when she’s eating and her big round eyes that aren’t afraid to hold eye contact with his. But her full lips might be his favorite and all he can think about is how they would feel on his own lips, all over his body or wrapped around his co- he shakes his head trying to get the sinful impulses out of his head. But now the thoughts appear to be much more inevitable and Joe can feel himself getting aroused. If he hadn’t had these thoughts before he would have blamed them on the wine they were drinking.

“Joe?” I call his name trying to get his attention but his mind seems to wander somewhere else. “Joe?” i call him a bit louder this time and it does the trick as he finally snaps out of it “damn am i that boring? Where’s your mind at?” He contemplates what to say, should he tell her the truth: that he never saw her only as a friend, that every time he sees her his heart skips a beat, that he’s been looking for her in every woman he’s dated even in his ex wife. Joe wanted to curse her out for setting his standards so high that he felt like no women would fit, only her. He takes a deep breath before he begins to speak, what he’s about to say might ruin their friendship forever but he cannot hold it back anymore, having suppressed his feelings long enough. “Do you know the real reason why Alissa and I divorced?” he asks me and i look at him in confusion. “Because she fell out of love?” i cite the reason he told me back then, not meaning for it to come out as a question. “That’s partially true but i was the one who fell out of love.” he confesses with a serious look on his face. I don’t get it, why would he lie about this? Just as i’m about to speak he raises his hand, signaling that he’s not done talking. “In fact i don’t think i was ever in love with her, I tried to convince myself that i was tho. But the moment i was wishing, longing that it was you by my side instead of her, i knew my marriage was doomed. That was the moment I realized i’ve been in love with you the entire time.” My breath gets caught in my throat, my heart starts to beat so fast and loud that i can hear it and i’m sure he can too. I’m trying to form a single sentence but my mind has gone blank. How the hell did i never noticed? I always thought i knew him better than i know myself but it appears that everything has been a lie. How could i be so naive? “Joe, is this a joke?” i ask with a trembling voice after a minute or two, hoping he would say yes. He can’t throw 20 years of friendship out of the window like that, he can’t be that selfish. Joe shakes his head slowly “it’s not. And i know this might be shock-“ i don’t let him finish as i abruptly get up from the dining chair “Are you fucking serious?” i shout in his face “What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you saying this shit to me now after so many years?” Joe doesn’t even flinch, he was probably excepting my reaction. But the hurt that flashed in his eyes was so evident that for a split second i felt my heart break for him. “Please sit down, lets talk this out. I’m not expecting anything in return from you at all, i just want you to listen to what I have to say. ” he pleads but i can’t stay in this house for a second longer, i’ve already heard enough. I feel like I’m suffocating and if i don’t get out of here i will collapse from the lack of oxygen. “Not now please” my voice cracks, tears are starting to form and it’s taking everything in me to stop them from falling “i really need to get out of here.” i say as i go to the living room to take my belongings. Joe doesn’t bother to follow her, anything he would do or say would make the situation worse. He fucked up so bad that he was sure he had lost her forever. Joe runs his shaky hands down his face in distress as he hears the front door slam shut behind her.

Note: this is my very first one shot and i already have mixed feelings about it. And knowing me this will probably be taken down in a few days. Every comment and criticism is very much appreciated because i really wanna improve my writing so feel free ❤️

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kissesfrombangtanatnight · 2 months

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Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. I

Author's Note: This is on Wattpad, however, I wanted to post it here too! Don't know why it took me so long to post this.

WARNING: Roman is an a**hole in this.

You smile at all the people around you as your husband introduces you to his colleagues and business partners. They were smiling in your face, but honestly, you couldn't care less. You wanted to be out of there. You just weren't in the mood to put up a facade for everyone at this stupid business dinner. You didn't even want to come, but then again you had no choice, not when it came to Joseph.

He held a tight grip around your waist, forbidding you to move more than an inch away from him. You slightly winced in pain as his fingers dug into your skin. You honestly didn't understand why he was being so overprotective. It wasn't like you were looking at any of the gentlemen here. You weren't allowed to.

That was rule number one.

No looking at another man. If even a man came around, you are to look at the floor. Never make direct eye contact......or else. Direct eye contact was considered flirting which Joseph would not tolerate. You were his and his only.

As everyone was talking, and laughing, you inwardly sighed, wanting nothing more than to go home and sleep. Yet here you were faking it for a bunch of your husband's business partners, just so he could get that promotion he'd been dying to get. You look over at your husband as he wows everyone in his expensive suit and charming smile.

Joseph was a man who took great pride in his appearance. He knew he was charming. He knew he was good-looking. He knew all the ladies wanted him. That's how it's always been with Mr. Anoa'i. He was born with a golden spoon up his ass. Coming from a strong family lineage had its perks. That's how you two crossed paths. His father Sika Anoa'i had come into your father's furniture store, demanding your father give him money that was owed to him.

You were only sixteen at the time, volunteering as a custodian for your father's store, so you didn't know much about the business. All you knew was that whenever the Anoa'i/Fatu family visited your father's store, it was never a good sign. Unfortunately, you ended up falling for Sika's undeniably handsome son Joseph Anoa'i who at the time was a schoolmate of yours. But you never made a move as you were too shy to ever talk to him. That was until you crossed paths again through his cousins whom you grew to become good friends. Little did you know what you'd get yourself into.......

"Joe, your wife is so beautiful! What's your name sweetie?" one of his female colleagues asked, smiling at you.

You look over at Joe as he slightly nods, giving you permission to speak.

Rule number two, don't speak unless spoken to.

"Introduce yourself, babe," he answered, a tight-lipped smile on his face.

Rule number three. Introduce yourself properly, and let everyone know you were his.

"Hello. I'm Joseph's wife. We've been together for over ten years... He's the love of my life, an amazing man he is. I'm so blessed to have him." you say, the words taste bitter as they leave your mouth.

You can't even count on your fingers how many times Joseph's made you rehearse those lines whenever someone asked about your identity. You swear you sounded like a robotic being every time you said it.

You weren't allowed to introduce yourself by name, he didn't want people to know your name. He felt if they knew your name, the men would try to flirt with you or memorize you. He felt if they knew your name and you did anything out of character, it might tarnish his reputation or image. And he was a man that cared deeply about his and his family's reputation. And as his wife, you should care just as must.

You were only able to introduce yourself as Joseph's wife. That's mostly what everyone knew you as. No one really knew you as anyone but "Joseph's wife". Whenever you went out in public and someone familiar saw you, "Hey Joseph's wife! How are you?" was all you would hear. As annoying as it was, you couldn't complain about it. If it's one thing that annoyed Joseph, it was anyone complaining too much.

"Aww, that's so sweet! Joseph, she's a beauty! And she's loyal, I see. You know how to pick them, don't you." one of Joseph's close friends, Colby grinned, nudging his friend slightly.

"Of course. I knew she was the one when I met her," he answered, kissing you softly.

You wanted so much to smack him in the face, but you couldn't. That would surely embarrass him.

Rule number four. Don't embarrass him whether in public or in private.

If you did, you'd be in a hell of a lot of trouble. He always got what he wanted. So, what was the point in fighting him anymore?

You kissed him back, putting on quite the show for everyone as they gawked at the "lovely couple". Well, all except one of Joseph's friends who just so happened to be his cousin as well......Joshua Fatu.

He knew the truth. You weren't fooling anyone. At least, not him. He clenched his jaw seeing Joseph kiss you, knowing you were inwardly suffering. His jaw clenched at the seemingly tight grip his cousin had on your waist, going unnoticed by everyone but him. He was very observant, and he could see the way you flinched whenever his cousin would hold you. He'd see the way you'd slightly flinch whenever his cousin raised his hand to caress your face. It was all an act. A stupid act. He knew the truth.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. You were the one that chose to be with Joseph instead of him. You were the one who rejected him to date the most popular guy in school, Joseph Anoa'i. Yes, throughout school, Joshua Fatu, or Jey as most knew him, was known as the nerdy guy, but he didn't care. You were a nerd too, which was something you two bonded over, becoming great friends. You two even bonded over the fact that you both worked at furniture stores. With you working at your father's and him working alongside his twin brother at their uncle Edward's furniture store.

However, all of that changed when he introduced you to his cousin. He never thought in a million years Joseph would've taken a liking to you, but then again he knew if Joseph wanted you, he'd have you. That's how it's always been. Joseph got everything and anything he wanted in life, girls, cars, money, literally everything.

For as long as he and Joseph have known each other, it's always been his girlfriends leaving him for Joseph. His first girlfriend had slept with Joseph and gotten pregnant. What hurt worse was that he'd caught them, but Joseph made up an excuse that the girl was no good for him anyway and that it was "bros before hoes". As much as that hurt Jey, Joseph was his cousin, his blood, his family, someone he'd grown up with, so he couldn't disown him.

Yet, the toxic pattern continued. Any girl Jey even thought he'd have a chance with Joseph took them, slept with them, and dumped them like trash. So, what did he do? He gave up on love. Or at least that was until you came along. You weren't popular like all the other girls he'd dated, so he assumed you'd be different. But boy was he wrong.

Technically, you two never dated, but he thought that you'd felt the spark he felt with you. But of course, Joseph's charms won you over. He regretted ever introducing you to his cousin as it turned out to be his biggest downfall. Now, he had to sit back and watch you be with a man that was undeserving of you. You were too good for an asshole like Joseph Anoa'i. But again, you chose Joseph over him. He'd thought that stupid proposal of his would prove to you that he loved you, but apparently, Joseph beat him to it.

He was so embarrassed when he pulled out the ring only to see one already occupying your finger. It broke his heart in two, but he couldn't do anything about it. Joseph was his family, and you were his best friend, and clearly, you didn't love him the way he loved you. He'd always heard horror stories about unrequited love, but never did he think he'd be in that position to say the woman he fell in love with fell in love with another man.

Fast forward, and he was left watching, teary-eyed, as you walked down the aisle, preparing to give your life to his cousin. You looked so beautiful in your white dress, smiling so brightly, looking perfect. His twin brother, Jonathan, had to hold him up to keep him from fainting at the sound of you and Joseph exchanging vows. Oh, how he'd wished he'd been the one you'd married. But he wasn't.

It wasn't until after you married Joseph that the fairytale relationship came to an end. He started becoming more and more abusive towards you. You didn't understand why though. You were a faithful woman. You loved him to death. You'd do anything for him. Yet, he treated you like crap. He started coming up with all of these rules you had to follow. At first, you didn't take his rules seriously, thinking he was just being a jealous/protective husband. But he wasn't. It wasn't until he hit you for the first time that you'd taken his rules seriously.

Ever since then, it's been the same routine. Follow his rules and don't get punished. Disobey his rules and get punished. Simple as that. And let's just say, disobeying him was not worth it. He'd have you half dead if you disobeyed him. Jey can't even count how many times you've shown up at his door battered and bruised because of Joe.

Jey remembers how you once showed up at his door with a bruised face, but you refused to go to the hospital. Joseph had beaten you because a male colleague dropped you off at home because your car had messed up and you needed a way home.

Joe had refused to answer his phone because he was "too busy", so what else were you supposed to do? Even so, when you showed up in another man's car, he was furious.

You went to Jey's house and stayed there too afraid to go home. He told you to call the police, but you refused, so he took care of you the entire night. He stripped you of your clothing, placed you in a warm bath, and cleaned you off. Then he fed you (knowing Joe didn't let you eat that entire day). And lastly, he let you sleep next to him in his bed.

He was so angry with Joseph that day, so much so that when you fell asleep, he snuck out of his house and paid a visit to Joseph. He beat the crap out of Joe before returning to his home to cuddle with you.

However, that sweet moment didn't last long because you were gone the next morning to lie in the arms of your husband as he fed you stupid apologies of how he'd never hurt you again. Ever since then, he and Jey haven't been the best of cousins, but they still keep in touch. They must. They both run a family business.

And now here you are again, putting on a facade for everyone to believe you and Joe were "couple goals". Jey sighed heavily before excusing himself and walking over to grab a drink. He needed to ease his mind. Seeing you like this broke his heart in two and he swore years ago he'd stop caring about you, but the lie detector test determined.... that was a lie. His heart ached and yearned for you. And he just didn't understand it. Why couldn't he get over you?

"Hey Joe, I just bought my new lambo. I wanna show you." Jon Moxley, Joe's other best friend says excitedly.

Joe looked at you, up and down, a warning to not misbehave while he was gone.

"Of course. Let's go gentlemen. I'll be back, baby. Behave...." he whispered the last part in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

"Yes...." you mumble, he quirked his eyebrow at you.

"What was that?" he states, slightly glaring at you.

"Yes...sir," you mumbled as he rolled his eyes before walking away with his friends.

You were standing there awkwardly watching as everyone enjoyed themselves, but then your eyes landed on Joshua. He was over by the drink table, looking gorgeous as usual. Joshua was a beautiful man. Inside and out.

He was minding his business,drinking his wine, until he noticed you staring at him. He shook his head,rolling his eyes before turning his back to you.

Ow.....

You felt a small lump form in your throat. Why was he being so rude? He didn't even greet you when you and Joe showed up to the party. You weren't sure but you were going to find out. You knew it was against the rules, but you were going to talk to him. It's been a minute since you two have chatted. Hopefully, Joe will stay occupied a bit longer.

You look around, making sure your husband is nowhere in sight. After the coast was clear, you hurried over to Jey, tapping him on his shoulder gently. He slowly turns around to look at you.

"Hello Jey," you say quietly.

"I'm sorry but, I thought you weren't allowed to talk to other men?" he said with a slight attitude.

You sigh heavily, shrugging your shoulders as you play with your trembling fingers. Ever since you've been with Joe, your body reacts in ways you were ashamed to admit. You'd catch yourself shaking sometimes just at the thought of making him mad. You could be at the store grocery shopping and you'd be a shaking mess at the realization of returning home to that devil.

"I just wanted to talk to you," you answer quietly, scratching the back of your neck as you continue to look at the marble floor.

"Ha, I see my cousin still got you trained to look down at the floor. How sad. You still believe you're his property." he says without humor.

"Jey please, there's no need to be rude. I-" he cuts you off.

"Save it, Y/n. You're not even supposed to be talking to me. Don't talk to me unless it's to finally tell me you've divorced that asshole you call your husband. Have a good night." he says before leaving just as Joe comes back into the building, immediately scanning the crowd for you. His eyes looked angry. Oh boy......

When he found you, you hurried back to him as he latched onto your waist like a leech.

"Where the hell were you?" he asked, jaw clenched.

"Getting us something to drink babe," you say, the two wine glasses in your hands that you grabbed on your way to him.

He nodded, taking one of the glasses from you. Gosh, you wish his glass was filled with poison.

"Come, I have more people to introduce you to," he says, grabbing your hand and leading you to meet more unimportant people.

You inwardly sigh as you see Jey settle at the piano that was in the near corner of the room. He was such a talented player when it came to instruments, something you loved about him. The man was a man of many talents.

He begins to play on the piano as he serenades the partygoers with Brian McKnight's "The Only One For Me". He looked so beautiful. So lovely. So majestic.

Oh, how you wish he were the one you were with...but he wasn't. You made that decision a long time ago, regretfully......

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heelbucks · 5 years

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Be My Baby - Roman Reigns x Reader

hello everyone! this was requested by the lovely @bss-babygirl so i hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,473 (i got carried away i am aware)

Being one of the top girls in WWE wasn’t easy. You came up around the same time as Roman did, and ever since your NXT days, he looked after you. He looked after you and was always there for you. Wither it was a bad breakup, you getting hurt after a bad bump or an especially painful submission, Roman was always there for you. It was one of the things you’d always loved about him. After Hunter wanted to push you into the Shield after Seth leaving for the Authority, you and him became closer. Dean became like the older brother who’d fight anyone you started dating, while Roman was more like the caring and compassionate one.

You wanted more out of your relationship with Roman, and Dean knew that. You told Dean everything. Even things that he might not have liked to know. He knew how head over heels you were for the tall Samoan. He said he realized it the night Seth turned on you three.

All four of you stood in the ring as Randy Orton and Hunter walked towards the ring. Of course you knew what was going to happen, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. Conveniently, a part of your script had been crossed out with a black marker. When Seth swung the chair at Roman, your face actually dropped. A genuine look of sadness washed over your face. You had rolled out of the ring and harms way, actually forgetting what you were suppose to be doing in this moment. Dean says he saw something more than acting in your eyes when Roman got hit ; genuine love for him.

“That’s only because someone crossed that whole part of my script!” You defended.

“Y/N, I might be stupid, but I ain’t dumb. You’ve got a thing for Uce. It wasn’t just then. It’s every time he fights or takes a bad bump.” The Lunatic Fringe popped some pumpkin seeds into his mouth. “And, you didn’t hear it from me,” he said in between chews. “No talking and chewing Ambrose. I’m not giving you mouth to mouth.” you laughed at him. He quickly rebutted by saying “Of course not Princess. We wouldn’t wanna upset Uce now would we?” “Go to hell Dean!” you laughed punching his arm. “I’m only teasing you darlin’.” He puts his arm around you.

Roman walked towards you two, saying “Hey you two, I’m not interrupting anything am I?” He smiled that beautiful smile. A smile that could light up a room, make you weak in the knees, and make you fall in love every time you saw it.

“Oh no, Y/N/N and I were just talking about how excited she is for her upcoming match against Lacey tonight.” Dean smiled and stood up. “Let’s go wait in gorilla for you, it’s coming up soon.”

The three of you started walking when you were stopped by none other than the traitor himself. “Lookin’ good tonight Y/N…” “Eat shit Rollins.” You said with a fake smile. “Ouch, I’m hurt. Not as hurt as you’re gonna be when Evans is done with you.” He walked off smirking. “I’m gonna knock that shit eating grin off his face…” Roman said his voice trailing off.

It was time for your match, you and your boys went out first.

Sierra

Hotel

India

Echo

Lima

Delta

SHIELD

First Dean walked out, then Roman and they both gestured for you to come out and you strutted out and waved. The three of you made your way down to the ring, and once all three of you were inside, did the signature Shield fist bump.

Lacey’s music hits and she cuts it off when she walks out with a mic. “Y/N, I don’t think it’s fair for you to waltz out here with… these nasties. It’s definitely not ladylike to be walking around with these hounds. So, why don’t I even the odds?” She smirked as Baron Corbin walked out and then Seth. “Oh wait, wasn’t he one of your little puppies?” She said walking to the ring, a man on each arm.

“You’re both gonna regret the day you crossed the Shield. Let’s make this a mixed three man tag match.” You smirked triumphantly, throwing your mic down when they all stepped into the ring.

They agreed, and you and Lacey were to start off the match. The bell was rung and you went for a punch, and she tagged out for Corbin. “What’s the matter Lacey? Scared to fight me like a lady?” You reluctantly tagged Dean in. Lacey had jumped off the apron and went around to your side, and attempted to pull you down off. You delivered a swift kick to her chest and jumped down and delivered a couple elbows to her midsection. As you two were fighting near Michael Cole and Corey Graves, Dean was currently working on Corbin. He goes for Dirty Deeds when Seth comes running up behind him, spins him around and delivers a Pedigree. Baron goes for the pin when you run up and throw yourself on top of him breaking up the count. Dean crawls to your side of the ring and tags you in. You smirk as you wait for Lacey to tag in.

Growing bored, you delivered her signature move, a Women’s Right, to Baron. You duck out of the ring and grab a fistful of her hair. “Come on Lacey, fight me!” You throw her into the ring. As you get ready to jump in after her, Seth pulls you down and you hit your head hard on the apron. Roman visibly gets angry and jumps down, slaps your hand to make him the legal man, and starts viciously attacking his former brother.

Roman spears Seth through the announce table, leaving him in the same position you had just been. Grabbing him by the hair, Roman threw Seth into the ring and just for good measure, hit him with a Superman Punch, tagged Dean in to hit him with a Dirty Deeds, and then you, to hit him with a Moonsault.

You got ready to jump off the top turnbuckle when Lacey tried to grab you down again. You kicked her hard, causing her to fall. You jumped off of the ropes, landed right on top of the taller man’s stomach. You went to dive to tag Roman to pick up the pin, but Baron had grabbed you, and delivered End of Days, letting Lacey pin you and grab the victory for them.

“You son of a bitch.” Roman said before shoving Lacey out of the way and giving a beatdown to Corbin. Dean helped you up, and threw your arm around his shoulder. The officials pulled Roman off of Baron and he rolled out to help you back to a trainers room.

Once you were in your street clothes and getting checked out by one of the standby medical staff, Roman walked in. “Hey Y/N, how are you?” he asked. “Considering I took one of the worst finishers, I’m doing okay. Thanks for checking on me Ro. I appreciate it.” You smiled up at him. “Of course, you’re my tag partner.” you winced at that. “That’s the problem Ro.” you sighed out. “I love being in the Shield, you guys are amazing, but that’s all you see me as your teammate.” “You mean a lot to me Y/N.You’re more than just my partner. You’re like my baby sister, I want to be there for you. I care about you.” He gently placed his large hand on your back.

“Roman, I don’t wanna be just your teammate or your sister. I-I… nevermind.” You trailed off. He placed his free hand under your chin. “Y/N, I’m in love with you. Why do you think I said something when I saw Ambrose all over you? Or why I got angry when Rollins said something about how you looked. Or how I basically ripped Corbin a new one for hitting his finisher on you? I’ve been in love with you for so long.”

You leaned up and pressed a quick, yet loving kiss on his lips. “Roman, I never knew that’s how you felt.” You smiled and hugged the large Samoan man. He kissed your forehead and said “Be mine, please babygirl?” You smiled widely and nodded your head, kissing him once again.

“Took ya long enough Uce.” Dean said leaning against the door frame. “I was worried I’d have to make the move on dear sweet Y/N so you’d get the damn hint.” He chuckled. “You knew this whole time, and didn’t say anything?!” You said hitting him in the chest after each word. “I thrive on chaos darlin’.”

“Hey, watch it with those pet names Ambrose. She’s mine.”

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caramelcleopatraa · 4 months

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iii. SUIT & TIE

word count: 1,300~

x: Somehow a lot easier to write, so I was able to get this entire part written in a night and some change. Came out sooner than expected as well. Don't get comfortable too long, cause I got some plans for these characters aaaand some tea *clacks fan* 🧐

content: Mafia!Roman Reigns x Designer!Reader, 18+, MDNI... please, oral ( f receiving)

“Didn't know that you were such a gentleman,” you say provokingly, causing him to look at you sternly. “I know how to please a woman, sweetheart.” Before you could answer with a rebuttal, he ran his middle finger down your wetness. A soft gasp leaves your mouth as you tilt your head back again. “You’ve been this wet this entire time? Should’ve said something princess.” His index finger dips into your pussy while his thumb rubs your clit. Your hips move on their own, grinding against his hand. He quickly spanks the inside of your thigh and you let out a little yelp. “Stay still or I'll stop.” You let out a frustrated moan, earning you another slap and he rubs the red area of your sensitive skin.

“Now you gon’ let me take care of you?”

“Yes,” you moaned weakly.

“Good. Eyes on me while I eat this pussy.”

Roman wasted no time diving into your dripping heat. You sharply inhaled as Roman’s tongue explored your folds. His eyes lingered on you. He wanted to see how you react when he touches you. He wanted to see how good he can make you feel. He wanted to see how your eyes roll back when you cum on his tongue. He barely knew you, and he was never one to attach to people so quickly. But you were so magnetizing. Your presence, how you hold yourself, that attitude of yours, how you melt in his hands. It left him wanting more. Which led him to the position that he’s in right now. Between your legs while indulging himself in your sweet juices.

Your hand makes its way to his head of hair, trying your best not to grab him for dear life. Your chest rises up and down from the immense pleasure he’s giving you. You’d probably never admit it even if your life was on the line, but you had never felt like this before. You’ve had your fair share of experiences, but this. Him. He made you feel so high off of pleasure. Your mind was in shambles already, and you have yet to cum. Loud moans shamelessly filled the empty space in the room. His hands wrap around your thighs to stop your thighs from shaking so intensely. He was making love to your pussy, and neither of you wanted it to stop.

The meticulous slow licks up your cunt made you lose your mind. His sudden change in pace left you whining and begging for him to go faster. He takes his time trailing wet kisses from your folds, to your clit, to your thighs, and any other place on your body that his lips could reach. You finally get a clear glimpse of his face. Still absurdly handsome, but now, his lower face is soaked in your wetness. “That pussy got me drenched baby.” His irresistible teasing had you rolling your eyes and dismissively waving him off, giving him somewhat of an attitude. But inside, you knew you were melting at his words. Taking the little summation of common sense you had, you retaliated. “Is that supposed to be a problem? This ain’t no average pussy Mr. Reigns.”

“Damn right this ain’t no regular pussy,” He moans before delving into your core once more. “Good ass pussy.”

The ruthless cycle of licking and sucking made your whole body shake. Your needy and eager praises made him smirk, encouraging him to keep going. He no longer wanted to toy with you, he wanted to make you cum. Work you up, just to be the one that sees you come down from your high feeling satisfied and taken care of. That familiar feeling came faster than you expected. You would’ve tried your best to hold it off, but considering how good you felt, you didn't care. You wanted to cum. Needed to. Your hands push at his head while you weakly warn him that you're close. He didn’t budge. He stubbornly sat there, lapping up every drop of your juices without a second thought. He wanted you to make a mess. He wanted you to drench his face while he licked up your release just to make you do it again. You were going to give him what he wanted, and he wasn’t leaving this dressing room without it. Your moans got louder, and your pleasure was steadily rising. You were about to explode. You weren't able to ignore this desire anymore. There was nothing more you wanted than to chase that feeling.

“Cum on my tongue, mama.”

Those 5 words were enough to send you over the edge. You unconsciously looked at him to see his reaction and you found his brown eyes locking onto yours. Neither of you backed down. He stared into your soul as he licked your pussy clean. You almost thought he was never going to move, based on the way he was eating you out. Any stray drops would land in his beard and dampen the seat. His thumbs massaged your thighs as you tried your best to calm yourself down from the mindblowing orgasm you just had. Strings of whispered curse words exited your mouth. Your hands trailed down your body to meet his and you interlaced his hands with yours. He stood up, still holding on to you, and pulled you to sit up. He took a seat next to you and wrapped his hands around your waist. You were hoisted onto his lap and laid on his chest. You didn't take him as someone to give aftercare, but you didn’t reject the attention you were being given at the moment.

“How was that Ms. Expert?” Roman says, slowly rubbing the small of your back. You laugh into his neck and let your hands rest on his chest. You use your right hand to grab his chin and turn his face towards you. “It was good,” you say with a smile.

“I was definitely expecting you to be rougher,” you say, adjusting yourself to sit comfortably in his lap. “I will be when I fuck you. I said that I would take care of you, relieve your stress. And apparently, mama said I did a good job.” You two share smiles and laughter for a short time. You loved every second of this interaction, but something was gnawing at you. You had to ask, it was going to drive you insane if you didn't have answers.

“So is she just a temporary accessory or your bottom bitch?” You asked with curiosity in your voice. He takes a moment to analyze your question. “More like a leech,” he says dismissively. His tone conveyed that this was a topic that wasn't a big deal to him. However, you still want to know more. “Seems like you attract leeches huh?” You feel his laughter through his chest.

“Hah hah very funny,” he utters sarcastically. “What makes you say that?”

“Because my employee wants to join your roster.”

You were deep in thought. You were thinking about so many different situations and possibilities. ‘Was he just doing this because he was bored? Does he think of me like how he thinks of De’arra? Is he just taking advantage of me?’

“Rommannn! Are you done yet baby?” A high pitched yell on the other side of the door startles you. Roman’s grip on you tightens and you give him a confused look. He plants a tender kiss on your cheek, leaving you a little bit flustered, and he smiles at your flustered expression. His hand pushes your head down on his shoulder and you take a deep breath.

“Yeah. Just be patient, ok?” Roman says sternly. “But Baaeee! You’ve been in there too lon-” “I’m not finna tell you again. Wait,” Roman says, rubbing the back of his neck. Annoyance was written all over his face. De’arra groans in defeat and the comfortable silence settles back into the atmosphere

‘Pleeaase! Please! Pleeaassee! Don’t let this turn into some drama…’

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joesanrio · 10 months

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ugh just thinking about joe getting you a special little teddy on your first date that you’d eventually lose at some point (you cried and joe called you a dramatic crybaby)

I love requests so much 🩷 this is the cutest!!!

My bear | R.R

Summary: He knows the importance of that bear, but he’s too tired to even care.

Pairings: Joe Anoa’i {Roman Reigns} x fem!reader

Warnings: Joe being a bit slow, loosing something important, crying

word count: 640

Ratings: Fluff | 16+

A/N: some simple fluff to start off the day :)

“Baby do you know where my rose oil is?” I ask coming from the warm bathroom into the chilly air of my bedroom, looking around the room for the glass container. I don’t get a response, but something catches my eye. Looking over at the bed I noticed that my stuffed bear is missing, now I’m looking for two missing items. “What the hell?” I whispered to myself as I held my towel tightly against my chest, before bending to look under the bed.

Joe walks in with the bottle of rose oil in his hands before stopping and looking like a deer in headlights once he sees me, “Oh- hey.” He smiles as he hands me the oil once I stand up.

“Where’d Roman go?” I question as Joe’s eyebrows shoot up in confusion, “Baby I’m not really in the mood for roleplay right now.” His lips falling into their natural pout before he sits on the bed. “Oh my- the bear Joesph.” I gasp as I push his shoulder playfully, “You should start being more specific.” He nods as he looks behind him at the pillows where the bear normally is.

“I don’t know.” He stands up to look around the room himself, “That’s so weird.” I say as go in the laundry room to see if maybe I washed him and forgot. Empty. I start to panic as my damp feet hurries against the hardwood to get to the living room. Turning on the light, I look for the bear which is nowhere in sight.

Accepting the small defeat, I headed back up to the room to get dressed as the cold air surrounds my damp body. “Did you find it?” Joe asked as he laid out on the bed, “No.” I huff before entering the bathroom again with my rose oil.

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“We can look in the morning.” Joe yawns as I had him help search the whole house for about an hour now, “No, we have to find him now.” I whine as I grab my car keys to go check if he’s in my trunk or something. Joe follows behind me before grabbing my wrist gently, “We’ll find him tomorrow.” He says as he takes the keys from my hand and pulls me to our bedroom.

Once we enter the room, I let out a loud sigh as he rolls his eyes at my demeanor, “Joesph, please! I’ll sleep after, I think he’s in my car or something.” I feel my lip wanting to quiver as I beg the stern man in front of me. “Y/n it’s fine!” He holds my hand and pulls me into his broad chest, “It’s not.” I pout as the tears start to fall one by one.

His arms wrapping along my waist to give me a small squeeze, “That’s the only thing I have when you’re gone, and I can’t go with you.” I begin to sob into his chest as his hands fall into the curve of my back. Joe’s chest vibrating as he lets out a small chuckle, “Baby it’s okay. I’ll get you a new one.” He says as he kisses the top of my head. “Joesph! I don’t want a new one, I need to find Roman.” I pulled away from his chest to look at him.

“You’re so overdramatic. We’ll definitely find him, and if we somehow don’t then I’ll get you a new one.” He whispers before placing a delicate kiss onto my lips. I nod as I try to wipe the falling tears off my freshly washed face, “Come on…”’ Joe says as we get into the bed, and his arms going to cuddle my body into his. My tears finally stopping and now just leaving me sniffling, “Such a crybaby.” Joe smiles as he places a kiss on my neck.

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reignmyworld · 5 years

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'Āiga means Family Part 1 - Roman Reigns x Reader

Summary: Christmas was just around the corner and you couldn’t wait to have Joe back home after his last WWE live event for that year. Especially, since Christmas promised to be rather special that year, given that you had a particular present, you wanted your husband to surprise with. Your pregnancy came as a surprise for yourself but you hoped that he would be just as happy as you were. What better occasion could there be than breaking the news wrapped as a Christmas gift?

Warnings: fluff, smut (not too detailed), pregnancy, pregnant!reader

Pairing: Joe Anoa’i x Reader

Request: “Hi I was wondering if you could do a roman reigns pregnancy series.// For the roman reigns pregnancy series could it start out with the reader finding out she is pregnant and tells roman in a cute way or any way she wants to.” by @instantbouquetdestinysblog

“Roman reigns where you surprise him by telling him that you are expecting a baby together you can add smut if you want.” by Anonymous

Note: I really tried to finish this in time for Christmas but unfortunately life got in the way. I hope, that it still counts now that the year is coming to an end and I hope that the story /beginning of the series meets your expectations somehow. Thank you so much for your patience :-) Since there had been two individual requests for a pregnant reader one -shot /series, I thought that I would combine them. So you can either see that story as stand alone or as the beginning for the pregnancy series, just as you please :-) P.S. My knowledge of the Samoan language is a little rusty, meaning I don’t speak or understand it at all. So should it be wrong what I have found, I apologize in advance. ;-)

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You couldn’t believe that almost another year had passed, vanishing within seconds or so it felt at least. This year was almost done and the next one was in close reach. Of course, it had been as stressful as the years before and you wouldn’t have thought otherwise. But it was this time of the year, that you actually loved the most. Those few days at the end of the year before the next would start, with Christmas still lying in front of you. The time up to this date was packed but the reward during the holidays, where everything seemed to be turned down, where it felt as if days were passing with half their speed, was what you enjoyed most. During those times it was one of those rare occasions, where you didn’t have to live with the thought of „We’re having two or three days and then it’s goodbye again.“ - no. During those times you knew, that you had more than just a few days to be together. Yes, you really loved Christmas time, where you were able to have your husband at home for more than just half a week due to his tight schedule. You were aware, that in the days after Christmas Eve you would be visiting his and your families quite alike but Christmas itself would be your day.

You knew, that it was going to be hard when the both of you started dating six years ago, but somehow you had underestimated how hard it would really be when you weren’t able to see your then boyfriend, now husband for the majority of the year, primarily staying in contact with the help of daily phone calls or Skype sessions. And yet you were able to adjust to it, not only because you loved him dearly but also because you knew that you could trust him with every piece of your body and soul, knew that he loved you and you only and that you were the only one for him.You were beyond happy that Joe was able to live his dream, that he was able to tour the world with the WWE roster although you knew that being away from home was just as hard for him as it was for you. But you didn’t want to get lost in melancholy, not now. Not in this moment, knowing that he would return tomorrow morning with the first flight, that would take him home. He valued those rare occasions of his days off just as much as you did and you knew that he was kind of crushed at first that he had to skip on your yearly ritual of decorating the Christmas tree together due to a show that had been booked for the day before Christmas. You would have lied if you said that you didn’t feel the same but ces’t la vie. That was how life went and you both knew that you couldn’t do much about it.

Instead of being blue now, you focused on the task in front of you. There was a tiny smile on your face as you finished packing that little present, that was lying on your legs. Your hand wandered to your little belly, gently stroking it as you whispered: “What do you think? Will he catch the drift?” You had just figured out a week ago that you were pregnant and you were overwhelmed with joy. Joe and you had planned on starting a family ever since you got married four years ago but you both were in agreement that you had time, that you didn’t want to rush things, that you would focus on the both of you first, your mutual life, your careers and everything coming with it, and that a baby could wait although you were both sure that you would like to have kids some day. You knew, that it wouldn’t be the easiest thing to do in the world, having and raising a kid while his or her father wouldn’t be at home for the majority of the year, but that didn’t stop you or him from wanting it in the future. You wouldn’t have thought, however, that the future would come so soon.

Since you often had the problem of your period coming irregular, you weren’t even concerned when you didn’t get it for two months as that had happened in the past as well and you knew that it was due to some stress, that you were having on a regular basis due to your job. Therefore you were certain that it would come sooner or later, especially since you had been on birth control. When you went to the gynecologist for your regular check up, you couldn’t believe your ears at first when he congratulated you to being pregnant in your first trimester. You were shocked at first, not because you didn’t want it, but because you couldn’t explain how that could have happened as you were rather precise with regard to your contraception - or so you thought at least. The reality looked quite different, at least from time to time. On your way home, it hit you, when you realized that it must have happened during that one time, when Joe surprised you due to being home earlier than expected due to a event being cancelled in advance since ticket sales were so bad and he hadn’t told you before to not spoil the surprise.

You had thought about ways to tell him since that appointment as you certainly didn’t want to do it on the telephone and with Christmas just one day away, you actually had the perfect occasion. You smiled down at the present, writing your husband’s name on it before you got off the couch and headed over to the beautiful tree, that you were more than just slightly proud of, carefully placing the present under it. You must have been pretty lost in your thoughts as the ringing of your cellphone made you snap out of those. You peeked at the clock, realizing that it was close to 11 p.m. already, which meant that the house show was over and that Joe and his colleagues respectively friends had returned to their hotel after having went out to get some dinner in a nearby restaurant. A short glance at your cellphone proved you right, hence why you answered the call, lying down on the couch while doing so. “Hey babe.”, you said, a wide smile on your face, that he of course couldn’t see, but you were quite sure that he could hear it in your voice.

Hearing his deep voice gave you an instant feeling of security although you couldn’t have even said why. “Hey baby girl, how you’re doing?”, Joe wanted to know and you could tell that he was tired but happy at the same time. “Pretty good. I finished decorating the Christmas tree in time, all presents for our families have been packed and the food is prepared for the most part. How about you? You sound like you have a really exhausting show behind you.”

“Kind of. I crashed pretty bad two or three times, probably giving me some bruises but besides that, I’m fine. Apart from the fact, that I’m missing you terribly and I’m still annoyed, that I couldn’t join you with regard to our yearly ritual. I’m so sorry that you had to do all of that alone, baby.”

“Stop having a guilty conscience. It wasn’t that bad although I really missed you. We will catch up on that next Christmas, I promise. Crashing hard sounds terrible. I hope you can get some rest without your body being too sore.”

“It doesn’t kill me, that’s for sure.”, he chuckled, causing you to laugh out loud. The both of you spent almost an hour talking to each other with the time passing by pretty fast. „I can’t wait to come home tomorrow.“; Joe said, trying to suppress a yawn but failing miserably, causing you to chuckle as you replied: „And I can’t wait to have you back home. But we should probably call it a day for now since you sound just as tired as I feel. I love you, babe and I’m looking forward to you returning home tomorrow.“

„I love you too, sweetheart. Sleep well, tomorrow can’t come early enough.“ With that the both of you ended your phone call and with a happy smile you headed upstairs, getting dressed for the night before you fell down on your bed, falling asleep the moment your head touched the pillow, the happy smile still on your face.

When you woke up the next morning, you heard noises coming from the ground floor. Peeking at the clock at the nightstand, you realized that it was 10 a.m., meaning that Joe had returned already as you knew that his flight landed at 8 a.m. and his car was waiting there in the parking garage for him hence why you didn’t have to pick him up. You were smiling to yourself, stretching on the bed as you blinked against the sun. You could hear him making some noise in the kitchen and you were pretty sure that he was preparing breakfast for you, like he had done so often before, when he surprised you by coming home early in the morning while you were still asleep. There have been several occasions already in the past, where he would bring you breakfast to the bed, waking you with the delicious smell of your favorite food or where you would wake up being held close to his body while you felt him snuggle against you. And every time during those sweet gestures you realized that he was your world, that he was the one you wanted to grow old with no matter what.

Slowly you were getting out of the bed before you slipped into a bath robe. You knew that you basically had almost no belly yet, but you were rather safe than sorry as you didn’t want to spoil your surprise. Carefully you tiptoed down the stairs, walking to the kitchen as quietly as you somehow could. You leaned against the doorframe, inhaling the scent, that was traveling from the kitchen your way, painting a wide smile on your face as you watched your husband prepare some pancakes for you. Since he hadn't noticed you yet, you quietly walked into the room until you were facing his broad back, hugging him gently as you pressed your body against his, whispering: "You have no idea how much I have missed you." You heard Joe's deep chuckle as he carefully placed the pan, he was holding, aside before he was turning around in your arms, his own embracing you as soon as you were standing chest by chest. "Not nearly as much as I have missed you, baby.", he mumbled, lifting your chin carefully, leaning down and kissing you softly. Your arms found their way to his face, carefully touching his cheek before you wrapped them around his neck, deepening the kiss while his hand drew little circles over your back. When you broke the kiss after a little eternity, Joe gave you a little wink, saying: "You have spoiled my surprise, princess."

"And I would do so anytime if I can have you in my arms instead.", you smiled up at him, laughing out loud shortly after, as you realized how terribly cheesy that sounded. "Just promise me to not write a romantic novel at any point in your life.", the Samoan grinned down at you, causing you to laugh even harder as you replied: "Never" Since you were awake already, you helped Joe with preparing your breakfast and just a couple of minutes later you sat down at the dining table, listening to all of the experiences, he had gathered while touring the US. You knew that your stories of what he had missed while not being at home couldn't meet his stories at the slightest but you didn't mind as you knew how much he loved that normal life. Not that it would have been something he would have wanted completely for himself as you knew that he wasn't made for a nine to five, but he nevertheless loved coming home to a regular home, a regular lifestyle and he appreciated life with you even more than his profession. You knew, that he would give up everything for you if you just asked him to, and for that you loved him even more.

Having him back at home during rare occasions like that first and foremost meant a lot of „you time“ for the both of you. That didn't mean, that you spent most of it in bed, of course not, but it meant focussing on you and you only for most of the time. Just like today. After breakfast the both of you decided to go for a little walk and you were more than grateful, that either the people you met didn't recognize Joe or that they were polite enough to not ask him for pictures and autographs as they saw, that he was out in private. Not having your family or his around for Christmas was kind of strange but this year, you wouldn't have had it any other way.

As the evening was drawing nearer you prepared the rest for your Christmas dinner together, that you hadn't cooked in advance already, sitting down not too long later with Joe having prepared a little candle light dinner for the both of you. "We should really consider having Christmas like this every year now. Don't get me wrong, I love your family just as much as I love mine, but sharing this special day with you and you only is enough for me.", Joe said and you couldn't help but smile before you agreed to what he had said. If he only knew, that Christmas, where only you and him would sit together and spend the time, would be over sooner than he was probably thinking in that moment. You noticed the questioning look on his face, asking: "What? Do I have something on my face?" He shook his head, replying: "Not at all. You just had this happy smile on your face and you seemed to glow for a moment. Are you alright, baby girl?" You scolded yourself, hoping that he hadn't noticed your hand softly stroking your belly.

His words caused you to dream about your future and it was still new to you to adjust to the thought, that you would be parents in a few months, that the next Christmas meant having a baby in your middle. You took a deep breath before you said: "I'm alright. I just love the thought of having you around for a day or even more with no-one interrupting us, that is all." Joe reached out for your hand, gently stroking his thumb over it before he lifted it, placing a tiny kiss on it, mumbling: "I just wished, that it was more time, that we could spend together."

"Even if it is limited and rather short from time to time, it's enough. I rather have you at home a limited time than not have you in my life at all." You could tell, that your words touched him hence why you leaned over, giving him a soft kiss before the both of you finished your dinner. As the evening progressed the both of you headed over to the living room, where you turned on the lights on the Christmas tree while Joe lit up the pieces of wood in the open fire place, giving your living room a cozy and comfortable atmosphere. “Wow, the tree looks fantastic. You have outdone yourself, baby.”, he mumbled as he got up and moved over to you, hugging you from behind and placing a soft kiss on your cheek before he rested his chin on your shoulder with you snuggling into his embrace, watching the beautiful tree in front of you, that was decorated with all kinds of ornaments. Your husband was right, the tree looked especially beautiful this year. You had no idea why, but it was rather important to you that it did. You knew, that this sounded rather dumb, but with the important announcement in front of you, you just wanted the setting to be as perfect as it could be.

You felt how you got more and more nervous as you imagined handing Joe the present with the tiny shoes, but you tried to calm your nerves by answering: “I know, it’s absolutely beautiful, isn’t it? The only thing missing, was you decorating it with me.”

“I’m so sorry. I wished I could have been here.” You turned round in his arms, smiling up at him as you said: “Don’t be stupid, it’s all good. The only thing that matters, is, that you are here now and that we can celebrate this day together. Maybe we can continue our tradition with decorating it together next year?” You sounded rather hopeful and were met with a longing kiss, before you heard him say: “I can guarantee that. We had received notice, that there won’t be any shows around Christmas next year, meaning we can decorate the tree together, buy the presents, all that stuff that makes Christmas as important just like the day itself.” You couldn’t help but squeal with joy as you had to admit, that Christmas was a special day for you and the time before was just as important to you. Learning now that the person, that meant the world to you, would be there next year, made your night. “Remind me to write the old man a thank you letter.”, you grinned, causing Joe to laugh out loud due to your nickname for his boss. „Oh I will, don’t worry about that.“, he winked at you, pulling you closer to his body with you responding to his embrace right away.

You loved that peaceful moment, that the both of you shared, and somehow tried to brace yourself for your surprise, that you had for him. When you heard his deep chuckle, you peeked up at him, wanting to know: „What’s so funny, babe?“

„I was just asking myself, whether you had robbed a bank or a store given the amount of presents, that are lying underneath the tree.“, he sated amused with you punching his arm playfully, explaining: „Don’t worry, I have bought them with my hard earned money. Besides that, not all of them are for you. There are the ones for your family and mine as well. I just placed them underneath the tree as I thought it made up for an even better atmosphere.“

„What a pity. I have already thought that we might need to buy a bigger house to store all of them.“

„Well a bigger house might indeed be needed.“, you mumbled with Joe asking: „I beg your pardon?“ You once again scolded yourself, hoping that he hadn’t caught the drift as you explained: „Don’t worry, I was just kidding. There certainly aren’t so many presents, that we would need to move to a bigger house.“ You gave him a huge grin as he shook his head rather amused. With a joyful glint in his eyes he wanted to know: „What about gift giving now? I’m all in for it.“

„Could you be any more like a little kid?“

„Not on Christmas Eve.“, he laughed, leaning down to give you another kiss before you sighed in defeat, gesturing to him that he should sit down while you grabbed your first present, handing it to him. Joe opened it and you could see the joy on his face as he was holding a Xbox game in his hand, that he wanted to buy for a rather long time but actually hadn’t found the time to do so. When you opened your first present from him, you were close to tearing up as it was a picture in a beautiful frame, that showed the both of you on your very first date all those years ago. You were carefully touching it, reminiscing every single second of that date, still very grateful how everything had developed between you and him.

There were a lot of different things, you were giving to each other that Christmas Eve, be it clothes, blu rays, jewelry, vouchers or something self made. Your stomach was doing a little twist when you reached out for the most important gift of that night and you couldn’t help but feel overly nervous. You knew, that he wanted to have a family with you, knew, that he would be happy about the baby, but there was nevertheless a tiny bit in you, that was concerned, that feared, that he would tell you that it was too early to start a family, that it wasn’t the right time. You gulped hard as you held out the present to your husband, stating: „That’s the last one and it actually is the most important one. Merry Christmas, babe.“ Joe looked at you with a crooked eyebrow, wanting to know: „The most important one? Baby, all of them were. What are you talking about?“

„Just open it.“, you urged him, trying to hide how your emotions were running wild. He shrugged his shoulders, still unsure what you meant with that, but he nevertheless opened it within seconds. After glancing into the box, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud, taking out the baby shoes, that almost vanished in his big hand, saying: „Baby girl, I’m pretty sure that they are not fitting my big feet, but they are cute nevertheless.“

„They are not for you, idiot.“, you giggled as you waited for his reaction. Your husband actually was a pretty smart guy, but at the moment he seemed as he was a bit slow on the uptake. He looked at you rather confused as he wanted to know: „Why are you giving me tiny shoes then? Or was that the wrong gift?“ You couldn’t help but laugh as you answered: „No, the gift was perfectly right. I’m just trying to tell you something here, but you’re obviously not catching my drift.“ As you noticed that he seemed to be more confused than he was before, you took out the sonogram, that you had in your pocket, handing it over to him as well.

Joe took it and after having studied it for a few seconds, you could see how it suddenly all made sense for him. You couldn’t tell whether he was shocked or surprised, when he wanted to know: „Wait…. Are you telling me right now that you’re pregnant?“ You just hoped, that he would be as happy as you were, so you nodded your head, a huge smile on your face. Did your ears betray you or did the sound, he just made, sound rather victorious? Before you could react, Joe had been moving over to you, pulling you closer after having done so, hugging you tightly. You had to laugh out loud as you returned his embrace, holding on to his body, just enjoying his reaction.

Just seconds later he looked into your eyes, his whole face lit up by happiness as he wanted to know: „I’m really becoming a father? You’re really carrying our baby?“

„Yes and yes.“, you grinned, feeling how some weight was dropping from your shoulders as you realized, that he was just as excited as you were. Before he could say anything else you were capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, that he responded to right away. „And you are going to be the best father our son or our daughter could ask for.“, you whispered after breaking the kiss. He gently pushed you over until your back met the floor, hovering over you, his face studying yours. You could see, that he was beyond moved and yet you had the feeling that something was occupying his mind. „What is it?“, you wanted to know with Joe asking: „How?“ You couldn’t help but laugh as you asked: „Do I really need to explain to you how babies are made?“ He shook his head rather amused, stating: „Absolutely not as apparently I’m rather good at that. No, I mean, how is that possible? I thought you were on birth control?“ You searched for the right words, staring up at his face as you explained: „Actually I am, well I was… Do you remember that day almost three months ago where you had returned earlier than expected to surprise me and we ended up in bed pretty soon after and stayed there for the majority of the night?“

„How could I ever forget that?“

„Well, that was a pretty stressful time back then, you know with all of the important meetings at work. I sometimes didn’t even know where my head was, forgot to eat from time to time or simply hadn’t the time to do so. And I was not really paying attention to a lot of things to be honest. Long story short, I actually slacked on accurately taking the pill. But since you were touring I didn’t think much of it, especially since I was determined to start with it again once you would be home. I simply forgot it that day and well… Almost three months later we’re here in front of that Christmas tree and you have just learned that you are going to be a dad.“ You were gently touching his cheek, being overwhelmed by not only the joy but also the love you saw in his eyes as he was leaning down to you, capturing your lips in another sweet kiss, his tongue begging for entrance, that you happily granted. You were deepening the kiss as you pulled him closer, Joe’s body carefully resting on yours while the fire was cracking the wood in the background.

You felt his hand gently trailing up and down your side while yours were crossed behind his neck. Shivers were sent down your spin when you felt his rough palm under your shirt, his long fingers drawing circles on your belly until he gently rested his hand on it before he started to rub it. When you broke the kiss, you whispered: „Enjoy my belly while it’s still almost flat. It’s probably going to grow within weeks.“

„And I can’t wait for that.“, he answered, giving you one of his most irresistible smiles before he sat up again, looking down at you. You knew what he was thinking about and you kind of found his hesitance cute. You were pregnant, not sick. Of course, you wanted him the way you always did. You smiled up at him, nodding your head slightly, being enough reassurance for him to grab your shirt and help you out of it, tossing it on the couch before he leaned down back to you, repeating it with your bra until you lied topless beneath him. He was moving closer to your neck, kissing it gently at first before he began sucking on it, probably leaving a hickey there while your fingertips travelled along the back of his neck, digging them in here and there until you could hear his low growl, making you smirk. That smirk pretty fast vanished, however, when you bit your lip, trying to hold back the obvious sound as Joe had been leaving your neck, kissing his way down to your breasts, gently sucking on each of them before you felt his tongue flicker against your nipples, paying his attention to your right one first before he moved on to the left one, sending shivers down your spine while doing so. You sighed in pleasure, applying some pressure to his head to show him how much you enjoyed the affection, he was giving you. Much to your dislike he moved away way too early, following the line down to your belly, breathing little kisses on it, that were barely more than a breath and yet they felt as if he put all of the love he was feeling for you into them. His fingertips followed the path his lips had been paving, both of them paying more attention to your belly than they usually did.

„I can’t wait for it to grow“, you heard his amused voice as he was peeking up to you, causing you to chuckle as you answered: „To be honest, I’m still torn. On the one hand I can’t wait either, on the other I’m not really looking forward to not seeing my feet anymore during the last trimester.“

„I’m pretty sure that you look stunning no matter what. And I’m taking care of your legs and feet quite alike, don’t worry about that, doll.“ He winked up to you, causing you to laugh out loud. You loved his odd sense of humor just like you loved the man himself. The amusement in his eyes was replaced pretty soon by his usual passion whenever the both of you found time alone and it didn’t take long until you could hear his deep voice mumble: „I want you, baby girl.“ You gulped hard, touching his cheek, whispering: „Then go ahead, babe.“ He needn’t to be told twice, helping you out of your trousers and your underwear, tossing both of them to the rest of your clothes on the couch, eying you from head to toe as you were lying naked in front of him, the lights of the Christmas tree as well as the flames in the fireplace casting their shadows on your naked silhouette.

„You are so incredibly beautiful, baby.“, Joe whispered, his voice slightly hoarse, soothing you with every word he was saying. „How about you hurry up, so you can make love with your beautiful and pregnant wife for the first time?“, you giggled, watching the sparks in his eyes as he got rid off his shirt, his broad chest shimmering in the dim light the flames were spending. You could easily spot the huge boner he already had, arousing you even more than you already were. Of course, it hadn’t been too long since you had your last sex with your husband, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t feel like an eternity for you. As he was undressing, your eyes were following every single one of his moves, taking in the beautiful sight in front of you now that he was just as naked as you were. „Come here“, you whispered, gesturing him to lay down on you. Joe didn’t need to be told twice as he was joining you on the floor again.

Usually the both of you wanted to take your time with each other, exploring each other, extending the foreplay as far as you could before lust overwhelmed you, but tonight was different. You had no idea whether it was the knowledge of you being pregnant or because he had been away, but tonight you just wanted him without a lot of build up, wanted to feel him inside of you sooner than later and judging from the expression he had on his face, Joe felt the same. „Would you be extremely mad if we skipped on the foreplay today, baby?“, he wanted to know with you shaking your head, kissing him passionately once you had caught his head, pulling it down to yours, pressing your lips on his. He eagerly responded to it, both of your tongues fighting for dominance after you had granted him the entrance, he had been begging for.

After breaking the kiss, you took a deep breath, answering: „I would be extremely mad if you insisted on a foreplay today. I want you babe. And I want you now.“ Joe was locking eyes with you for what felt like a little eternity, causing you to almost drown in the warmth of them, almost missing his little nod. It didn’t take long until you felt his rough palm on your leg, gently moving it to the side to give himself easier entrance as he positioned himself between your legs, his whole weight pressing down on your body, the tip of his dick barely touching your wet folds. „I love you“, he whispered, leaning down to you in order to kiss you again, not giving you the chance to reply as he slowly pushed himself inside of you, filling you bit by bit until he was buried in you completely, causing you to sigh in bliss, that was muffled by his soft lips on yours. His hand was slowly stroking your cheek before it travelled down your side, resting there for a bit.

Neither you nor he dared to move in that moment, staying like that for quite some time until his hand left your side, positioning both of them on either side of you head, lifting his body a bit while doing so. Joe broke the kiss, holding your gaze after having done so, obviously waiting for your sign, that you had adjusted to him, so you would be fully enjoying it. „Move“, you smiled up at him, backing up your words by resting your hands on his butt cheeks, playfully pinching them. He gave you a wicked smile before he lifted himself up, almost leaving you completely before he pushed back in, burying himself once again completely in you. You bit your lip in order to fight back the moan, that wanted to escape, meeting his next thrust halfway by lifting your hips the best you could with his weight still on top of you.

You knew, that it was probably just imagination, being pretty sure that your pregnancy couldn’t have that effect, but somehow you thought that your sex was more intensely than it had been before. You didn’t care about changing positions or trying something new this night. The only thing that mattered, was being one with the man you loved, both of you knowing that there was already new life growing inside of you. Your hands rested on his butt, applying light pressure to it whenever he was lifting his hips, so you could push him back into you. You crossed your legs below it, making sure that he didn’t have too much space for movement. You loved it whenever he extended the rhythm, whenever he would leave you for some time before he would thrust into you again, going rougher with each thrust, but right now, you just wanted him close, you didn’t want to go rough, you wanted him to make love to you in the most gentle way possible and Joe seemed to have exactly that on his mind.

He was slowly lifting his hips, gently pushing into you shortly after, his dick rubbing against your folds, them holding it in a tight embrace. You felt closer to him than you had before and the whole setting couldn’t have been better for that magical moment the both of you were experiencing. Several pieces of sweat formed on his and your body quite alike, the usual sensation, that you welcomed every single time you were sleeping with your husband, slowly building up inside of you. He was setting just the right rhythm, that you both found your biggest pleasure in, fucking you gently while you held on to his body, your lips finding his once again, your kiss equaling the sensual way he was fucking you in. You had no idea how much time had passed, how long he had been making love to you in front in the fireplace until now and it didn’t really matter. All that mattered was, that you were one, that you had the man you loved by your side and that he was just as happy about your pregnancy like you were.

Joe’s breath began hitching as you heard him mumble: „I don’t think that I can go for much longer, baby girl.“ You felt his dick twitching inside of you, felt how his whole rhythm got sloppier and you were perfectly fine with that, feeling how your orgasm slowly but steadily was building inside of you as well. „It’s okay, babe. I’m right behind. Just let got.“, you reassured him, one of your hands leaving its initial place just to be placed on his stubbly cheek, your thumb rubbing over it gently while holding his gaze.

After a couple more thrusts Joe shot his load into you, your walls clenching around his dick shortly after as you were riding out your orgasm with your husband helping you by moving in your own rhythm, that you had set. He smiled down at you, giving you another sweet kiss before he pulled out of you, grabbing a blanket from the couch, lying down next to you and covering the both of you with it. „I love you.“, you whispered, snuggling closer to his chest while he was holding you in his arms. Joe placed a soft kiss on your head, replying: „I love you too, baby girl.“ Both of you stayed like that for quite some time while the fire devoured the last piece of wood, that was burning in the fire place, the cracking noise still filling the living room, making the atmosphere as cozy as you loved it. You felt his hand rub in circles over your belly again and again. With a tiny smile you looked up at your husband, wanting to know: „You’re really happy about us having a baby, aren’t you?“

„I’m as happy as I can be.“, Joe said, a honest smile on his face, still overwhelmed that you were carrying his child. Minutes later the rubbing of his hand over your belly stopped as he rested it on it as if he tried to protect what was growing inside of it. You could hear his deep voice mumble: „'O le mātou 'āiga lea.“ With a crooked eyebrow you looked up at your husband. You were pretty sure, that he had said something in Samoan, although you had no idea what it was. „What does that mean?“, you wanted to know curiously. He locked eyes with you as he whispered: „It means „This is our family.“

„I thought ohana means family?“

„Only in Hawaiian. In Samoan 'āiga means family. And that is what we are now.“ You smiled up at him, giving him one last kiss before you fell asleep in his arms. You knew, that a new adventure was lying in front of you, knew that it wouldn’t be easy with Joe being on the road for the majority of the year, but you knew, that you could make it, no matter how many ups and downs were waiting along the way. You had him by your side, a loving husband to you and a loving father to your unborn child, your own little family. And you would make it as you knew that you could not only count on him but your family and his alike, because after all, 'āiga meant family.

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anonair · 3 years

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𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞: 𝟏𝟑𝟔

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: No warnings!

136: “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: anon. I hope this is to your liking.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch

Finally, home felt like home again now that roman was back. You couldn’t help but to feel lonely when he was gone. This huge bed became nothing but empty space without him. However, that changed when he came back home between the week. at last, 3 days in a row you’d get to sleep next to him and feel comfortable and safe.

You had both just gotten out of a warm bath, setting the cuddling mood for the night. You laid down in bed in anticipation of roman coming and cuddling you. Luckily, you didn’t have to wait too long as he had already made his way over to the bed. “Finally, I could have some peace and quiet with my favorite girl.” He said, moving his hair out of his face and laying down beside you. You felt warm and safe already and he hadn’t even wrapped his arms around you. Without hesitation, you knew your spot in his arms. You nuzzled up against him, the warmth of his bare chest bringing you a sense of peace. He let out a sigh of relief. After some time this moment felt like everything. You could feel yourself already drifting to sleep. Roman leaned over, turning the light off. He got comfortable, all the while you were still glued to his chest! He pressed a kiss to your head, letting you know he loved you.

Slowly, you had fell in a deep sleep. Tossing and turning throughout the night, you were awaken by a nightmare. You could feel ourself in a sudden panic as your heart started racing. You felt embarrassed for a moment because you hadn’t had a nightmare since you were a child. You also felt confusion because usually this never happens, especially on a night that you have been looking forward to. Roman felt you, waking up and pulling you close. “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I could fix it.” He said. Clearly embarrassed, you stood shut. It was dark, so you realized roman couldn’t see your face. To break the silence, you cracked a joke. “Yeah, I had a nightmare because you weren’t holding me in your sleep. How dare you!” You laughed, your voice raspy and low. He laughed and apologized, holding you to fall back to sleep. You could feel his breathing pattern, he was relaxed. It helped you feel calm too.

He really didn’t let you go after that. He made sure you weren’t going to get another nightmare.

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berettajane · 3 years

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Done Measuring, Ladies?

Pairing: Roman x Reader

Word Count: 921

Summary: You started dating Joe after his divorce with Galina. After a PPV, Joe comes backstage to see you standing with Galina and Jojo. Galina wants to clarify boundaries.

A/N: I do not own the picture used!

Joe smiles as he sees three of his favorite ladies in the world heading his way after his match.

“Daddy!” Jojo screams, running full speed towards her father. “There’s my baby girl!” Joe chuckles, catching her as she jumps into his arms. He takes a second to set his things down before hauling her up for a bear hug. You and Galina smile at the pair, watching him switch from Roman Reigns, back to Joe.

“How’re you feeling?” you ask him, reaching up to pull Jojo’s shirt down to cover her back, rubbing it lightly before you step back to hear his response. “Like I got hit by a Mack truck,” he answers, turning his face back into Jojo and snuggling with her.

You feel Galina lightly touch your arm, nodding her head down the hallway. Your eyebrows furrow, but you follow her anyway. You know this is to give the daddy-daughter duo time together, but she also has a reason for pulling you out of his earshot.

“What’s up?” you ask, crossing your arms with a feeling this may not be a friendly conversation. “Listen, Y/N, I understand that I’m the ex-wife in this situation,” she holds up a finger when you start to interrupt. “I know this may not be comfortable, but I just want to make sure we’re on the same page when it comes to Jojo.” You nod for her to continue, listening to what she has to say before jumping to defend yourself again. “You will be spending time with her when she’s at Joe’s and I get that; I want you to understand that she is a child and that she doesn’t need to see anything inappropriate from the two of you, and that she is not to be treated like she’s ‘the ex’s kid’.” “Galina, she does not get treated as ‘less than’ when she is with us, I can assure you. She is Joe’s princess and he will do anything for her at the drop of a hat; that little girl is his world, and she comes before the both of us, as she should. I always include her in our activities, and make sure they are age-appropriate. We show affection in front of her, but nothing more than pecks, hugs, and hand-holding. We do not play grab-ass in front of her, and we never will. She hangs out with the family and she has been welcomed by mine. We treat her as one of our own; that includes protection, Galina. She is not just my boyfriend’s kid; I treat her as if she is my own,” you hold your finger up to stop her when she opens her mouth, “with the understanding that I am not a replacement for you. I buy gifts and necessities for her, help her with her homework, read her bedtime stories, have her help with chores, and discipline her when necessary,” you explain.

“You disc--” she starts, immediately defensive. You hold up your hand to interrupt her. “I correct her and help her understand polite and respectful ways to do things and handle unpleasant situations,” you clarify. “She gets put in time out, electronics get taken away, she has to eat her veggies before she gets a cookie. I am not just the girlfriend , Galina, and I am not here to take advantage of Joe, by any means. I grew up in this industry; his money and fame mean nothing to me and do not affect how I live my life. We agreed to keep our money, professions, and properties separate. I will do everything I can to make sure the relationship of the three of us adults goes as smoothly as possible because of Jojo. Please understand that I feel no ill-will towards you. I didn’t ask what happened between the two of you, and I don’t need to know. Let’s be women about this and raise this little girl to be a strong, intelligent, successful woman; that’s your goal, isn’t it?” you finish, with a raised eyebrow and a hand held out in her direction.

She raises her own eyebrow, looking down at your hand and back to your eyes. “Do you agree to communicate openly and freely with me as I do with Joe about anything regarding Jojo while she’s with you and tell me about any issues, no matter how big or small, and not to go against either of our wishes regarding how our daughter is to be raised?” she asks. “Absolutely,” you nod in response, “As long as you don’t block me out, you discuss any issues you may have with me with me, and don’t treat me as some side-piece bimbo that’s hanging all over him and mistreating your daughter. This is not Cinderella . Agreed?” “Agreed,” Galina says, finally shaking your hand.

You hear Joe’s heavy bootsteps coming up behind you, you release Galina’s hand to turn towards him with a smile.

“Done measuring, ladies? We’re hungry over here,” he says, putting Jojo down and watching her run down to start her hug-fest with members of the roster while he heads to the locker room to wash up. “You hungry?” Galina asks, turning towards you after watching Hunter pick up Jojo and swing her around. “Not as hungry as she is, I’m sure,” you smile.

The two of you walk down the hallway, exchanging stories of weird things this child has decided to eat, the enormous amount, and where she must put it all. This might just work out.

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AO3: BerettaJane

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vintagereigns · 4 years

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“It’s just nice to finally see you smiling...”

Warnings: Smut (18+), cursing, dirty talk-ish, etc.

Word Count: 2,158

Requested: Yes. From Wattpad.

Note: First of all, I just want to say that this is not a slam to Joe/Roman’s wife. I simply just couldn’t find a good name to fill in and I didn’t want to say Joe’s girlfriend/his girlfriend throughout the entirety of the story. Thank you guys so much for continuously reading my sh*tty writing. I hope all of you are staying safe and healthy and clean. Slightly edited. Please excuse any errors.

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As the sun begins to lower behind the mountains in the distance, Joe and Aaliyah try to outrun the rain. They bend their heads down and Aaliyah places the hood of her jacket over her head, yet the downpour doesn’t ease. Puddles were already forming in the dense spots of Joe’s yard and the rocky pathway to his porch was slippery, but the two made it safely into the house.

“I’m gonna go get us a change of clothes,” Joe said while placing his keys into the bowl that sat in the middle of the table beside the front door. “Galina should have something for you to change into. I’ll be right back.”

And with that, Joe stepped through the rooms of his house with ease while leaving a thin trail of water behind him. Aaliyah walked through the living room and into the kitchen where she opened the refrigerator door. She grabbed one of the cold water bottles from the shelf and closed the fridge before stepping near the counter. Before she could even swallow what was in her mouth, Joe’s voice boomed through the house so loud that it made Aaliyah jump, knocking some of the liquid from the bottle out onto the countertop.

“I can’t fucking believe this!” Joe yelled. Aaliyah knew it was Joe’s business and not hers yet she couldn’t stop herself from investigating. Coming to the main bedroom where Joe and Galina slept, the door was wide open and a man that Aaliyah didn’t know rushed past her.

“Joe- listen to me- stop, please!” Galina yelled. Aaliyah peeked her head through the door to find Galina chasing Joe around the room as he quickly packed a couple of bags. “Joe-”

“No, Galina. I’ve heard your excuses for too long and they’re all bullshit. Again. You do this to me again. After time and time again you promised you’d change. ...Why am I not enough for you?” Joe asked, his eyes burning with pathetic tears.

“This has nothing to do with your worth. I just-”

“What, Galina? You just what?”

Galina didn’t say anything. Instead, she lifted her head to find Aaliyah eavesdropping in on her and Joe’s problems.

“Of course you’re here,” Galina scoffed. “Don’t you have your own life to live? Or is inviting yourself into other peoples’ problems a hobby of yours? This is none of your business, so leave.”

“You know what? You’re right. It is none of my business what goes on in other people's’ lives. But it becomes my business when Joe calls me at two in the morning crying because his girlfriend constantly makes him feel like shit. Check yourself before you come and attack other peoples’ actions,” Aaliyah spits, her eyes narrowing at Galina. “You can stay with me until you figure out what you’re doing, Joe.”

“Thank-”

“Hell no,” Galina yells, interrupting Joe. “You are not going with her-”

“And who’s gonna stop me? You? Because as far as I’m concerned, Galina, we’re done. You don’t tell me what to do anymore,” Joe says and zips up his suitcase.

“Joe if you walk out that door with her, don’t bother coming back,” Galina threatens.

“I’ll be back to pick up the rest of my stuff. Don’t worry, I still have a key.”

Aaliyah helps Joe grab a few more things before they walk outside to his car. Loading up the trunk, Joe turns to Aaliyah. “Thank you for always being there for me.”

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, big dog. It’s what best friends are for,” Aaliyah smiles and pokes his chest. Joe smiles and closes the trunk. They walk around and climb into the car, only to buckle up and drive off toward Aaliyah’s apartment.

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When they arrived at Aaliyah’s apartment after picking up some food, Joe immediately made himself at home. Aaliyah told him that he’d be staying in the guest room that he always sleeps in when he stays over. While Joe went and unpacked, Aaliyah served out their plates piled with several Chinese dishes and grabbed two ice-cold beers from her fridge. She set everything out on the coffee table in the living room and turned the tv on. And when Joe returned, they agreed on a show to watch while eating before digging into their food.

In the midst of the episode, Joe grabs the remote and hits the pause button. They were long done with their meals yet they both got hooked on the show and decided to watch a few more episodes before going downstairs to the gym.

Joe turns toward Aaliyah and opens his mouth to say something. “...Do you ever want to tell someone something… yet you don’t know how to say it or how it’ll affect your relationship with that person?” Joe asked.

“I know what that feels like, yes,” Aaliyah answers. What was making him think of this, she thought. Her stomach tightened with the idea of Galina telling Joe something or one of Aaliyah’s friends going behind her back to say something to Joe. They couldn’t have… right? She hoped. Joe would have told her something… wouldn’t he have?

“Have you ever had feelings for someone who was a close friend?” It was as if he knew and he was just playing a game with her. Aaliyah could feel the skin on her neck heat up and her ears begin to burn.

“Uhm,” she coughs. “What’s this regarding, J? Do you have feelings for one of your friends?”

“Well… I don’t know. It’s- well, it’s complicated,” he says. Aaliyah nods. She understood considering he literally just got out of a toxic relationship no more than three or four hours ago. “I guess now that I can think without being nagged at, I’m coming to realize that there may be someone I’ve always sort of wanted to be with, does that make sense?”

“Yeah. It makes total sense because up until now, you never had any time to yourself to sit and reflect on anything. Feelings require thinking sometimes too, ya know.”

“Thank you, Aaliyah,” Joe says and reaches for the remote but Aaliyah stops him. “What?”

“Who is it?” she asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Who have you always wanted to be with?” She’s more specific. Deep down she hoped he’d say her name but she knew that they were just friends, best friends, and Joe deserved more than she could ever give him. Aaliyah wasn’t Joe’s type. She was weird and funny, and while she was his go-to for basically everything, Joe was romantically interested in serious girls who always seemed to have an attitude.

“Oh- it's no one. Not important,” he chuckles and reaches for the remote again. Aaliyah grabs the remote from the table and turns the tv all the way off. “C’mon-”

“Tell me. C’mon, big dog, it’ll be another one of our little secrets,” Aaliyah laughs. Joe smiles and shakes his head.

“Really, it’s no one-”

“Oh please, J. I know you and I know that that kind of smile only forms when you’re lying. Tell me.”

Joe falls back against the couch, his eyes squeezed closed as he laughs. When he looks at her, Aaliyah could swear her heart melted inside her chest. His dark eyes sparkled and Aaliyah’s eyes fill with bittersweet tears. Joe perches up and grabs her hand, his eyes now full of worry.

“What’s wrong?” he whispers and raises her face so that he can see into her eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I don’t know…” Aaliyah laughs. “It’s just nice to finally see you smiling, to see you happy.”

Joe’s heart clenches in his chest and he can’t resist the urge to pull Aaliyah into his chest, his lips connecting with the top of her head. He rubs her back and kisses her forehead when she decides to pull away from the embrace. It was as if something shifted between them, the air around them becoming more intense. The way they looked at each other was different than any other time. More lustful… more romantic.

The big dog was the first to make a move, leaning in and brushing his lips against Aaliyahs. And as if it was instinct, Aaliyah pushes her lips against his. Joe pulls her closer, her legs now on either side of his waist as he sinks further onto the couch; their lips still connected. Groaning, Aaliyah begins to rub herself against Joe’s clothed dick. Joe’s hands begin to roam all over Aaliyah’s body, squeezing at her ass before running up under her shirt and unclasping her bra. His tongue slides into her mouth and he is able to fully taste her.

“You feel so good,” Joe groans, his lips planting sloppy wet kisses on the skin of her neck. He bites here and there before sucking on the flesh and leaving a blood-red mark where his lips used to be.

Aaliyah thinks for a moment and sits up, asking, “Are you sure we should be doing this? You just got out of a relationship.” Joe looks up at her, his hands on her hips.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure about anything in my entire life. I want this. I want you.”

Aaliyah smiles and pulls her shirt and bra over her head. She hovers over Joe and dips her head down to where she can plant another kiss on his lips. Joe grins and wraps his arms around her, his tongue sliding back into her mouth. He slides his hands into her pajama shorts and squeezes the plump skin of her ass again, groaning into her mouth before biting her lip and watching it snap back in place.

Aaliyah grabs Joe’s shirt and pulls on it and Joe rushes to pull it over his head. She runs her hands down his now naked torso, her finger tracing some of the patterns of his tattoo. “Do you have a condom?” she asks him and bites her lip.

“Fuck.. no,” Joe sighs. “I didn’t think to grab the box I had before I left-”

“It’s okay. Just pull out,” she smiles. Joe’s stomach did a flip and he felt his cock twitch in his pants.

“You may just kill me, woman,” he teased.

Their lips meet again in a more passionate, more hungry kiss. Joe raises up and lays Aaliyah down on her back. He kisses down her neck, sucking and biting at her soft skin. His hands pull her shorts from her waist and down her legs and he throws them elsewhere. Aaliyah spreads her legs and lets Joe slide in between them, his hot skin coming in contact with her sex which makes her moan.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” Aaliyah moans out as Joe begins sucking on her nipples. “I want you inside of me… please,” she whines.

Joe groans and stands up. He pushes the sweatpants down his strong, long legs and steps out of them, kicking them across the room. Aligning himself with her entrance, Joe looks into Aaliyah’s eyes as he slowly sinks into her pussy. In unison, they moan loud enough for Aaliyah’s neighbors to hear. But neither of them cared. Joe pulls out halfway before pushing himself back into her, groans emerging from his throat while he watches his cock slide in and out of her.

“You feel so good,” Joe praises. He pulls her leg up and pushes himself deeper, hitting a different angle inside of her.

“You’re so big,” Aaliyah moans, her head falling back and her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Joe picks up his pace, his arms now on either side of her head.

“Look at me, baby. Let me see those beautiful eyes,” he whispers. His hips roll into her at a deeper and harder rhythm. Aaliyah’s nails rake up and down Joe’s back and she wraps her arms around his biceps, her face falling into his neck. Joe reaches his hand down and begins to rub her clit in circular motions, bringing her closer to an orgasm. Raising his head up, Joe looks into Aaliyah’s eyes as he sends her into her first climax of the night. He continues to pump himself into her, his cock twitching against her walls and she clenches around him. Joe’s back arches and he begins to release his load into her.

“I’m so fucking in love with you,” he groans out, his voice strained as he comes inside of her; his face buried in her neck.

Aaliyah kisses his temple as his body begins to relax. She rubs his arm and kisses the bulging muscle in his bicep. Running her hand through his lengthy hair, Aaliyah peppers kisses across his skin. Joe begins to move and raises up, wrapping his arms around her. He leans down and gives her a deep kiss.

“You forgot to pull out,” Aaliyah whispers against his lips and giggles. Joe smiles and kisses her lips again.

“Oops.”

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