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thefirstforgottenpages · 21 days

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I Learn From The Best

Authors note: hhhhhh was on a flight and that’s enough time to write a long fic sooooo buckle up buttercups

Also MAJOR disclaimer, I may have “beef” with liv for injuring Rhea, but under no circumstance condone the threats and harassment she’s getting. At the end of the day it should never be that deep…

Warnings: Rhea Ripley x fem reader smut, wrestler! Reader, mommy/mami kink, oral, fingering, praise, squirting, swearing, liv morgan (she’s an opp rn lmao),

“Baby I’m gonna be just fine.” You offhandedly shrug your response to Rhea and continue to punch at your training dummy. Rhea shakes her head at your cockiness, smirking as she steps in front of you, forcing you to stop your aggressive jabs. You were scheduled to fight Liv Morgan later today, and wanting nothing more than to avenge Rhea, you were putting in your all. A small grin graces your features as Rhea reaches out, grabbing your waist and pulling you in, careful to be gentle with her sprained shoulder. “You’re so hot when you’re feral.” Rhea jokes with a low chuckle. You roll your eyes, but nonetheless lean into the strong arms of your girlfriend.

“I’ll riptide her to get the message across.” You snort fiddling with Rhea’s layered necklaces—something you know she secretly loves, “she’ll think it’s you reincarnated.” You continue. Rhea shakes her head amused by your antics. “C’mon I got you food.” She says gesturing to the exit to the gym. You lick your lips, happy to have a distraction from the strenuous workout. Huffing, you agree, grabbing her hand and letting her drag you towards the door.

You felt little nerves about the match as it approached. Training with Dominik, Damian and Finn had helped up your pain tolerance and get into the mindset of a smaller opponent, now knowing how Liv’s thought process would be. So as you got ready, you allowed your mind to wander to what you were going to do after the match. Or, rather, more accurately, who was going to do you after the match. Your cheeks warmed at the thought of the lewd promises that were whispered to you. “Just a little motivation.” Rhea had purred to you earlier. “Motivation indeed.” You grin you yourself as you make your way backstage.

Bouncing on the balls of your feet you wait for your music to play, when it does, you make the your way to the ring, a sinister smile gracing your lips as you eye Liv up. Your smile turns more genuine however, when you see Rhea sitting first row. With the coolness of her persona, she nods back in acknowledgement, but the arousing glint in Rhea’s blue eyes told more. They reminded you to the hopefully eventful night you had ahead of you. Winking at her, you slip into the ring waiting for the bell to start the match.

Being the favorite, the crowd was screaming itself hoarse for you, but an awed hush fell as you displayed your strength yet again in the match by throwing Liv like a rag doll. You found yourself laughing darkly as you sauntered to her crumpled form. You hoisted her up, making sure your next words were loud enough for the mics to pick up

“Oh and this one’s from Rhea.” You spit before slamming her into Rhea’s signature pin. The crowd’s responding roar was even more deafening than before. You stuck your tongue out suggestively, eyes once more scanning the crowd before they found Rhea’s prideful gaze. As the ref called the three count, you beamed, throwing Liv’s legs to the side before walking with authority out of the ring.

“Fucked that girl right up!” Dominik laughed as you got backstage, “couldn’t have done it better myself!” He grins childishly as you laugh. Damien voiced similar regards to your skill, but with less vulgarity laced in his words. “Did good kid,” he chuckled musing your hair as you received a happy punch to the arm from Finn. You then gasped as you felt a hand smooth over the curve of your hip. You know who it is before a different, knowing smile spreads on your face. Your name is cooed softly in your ear before a soft kiss is placed on your cheek. Your face blooms red as you tuck your chin into your chest. “The riptide was a nice touch.” Rhea says wrapping her arms around you. Her fingers dance nimbly up your sides, being sure to brush against any exposed skin your wrestling outfit flaunted.

“I learn from the best you know.” Your cheeky reply has her snorting, nudging her face into your neck. The soft swirl of arousal in your belly that you get from the simple affection has you mentally face palming, but, with Rhea looking like she wants to eat you alive, it seems that your sentiment is returned. “Fucking hell get a room!” Finn’s disgusted groan has you and Rhea pulling sharply away from each other. Damian said nothing, but the knowing look he gave Rhea had her shrugging, a little bit red, and shaking her longer hair to cover her face.

“Maybe we will.” You mumble softly, eyes immediately widening at the boldness of your self-inflicted embarrassment. Much to your relief however, the group of guys only laugh, unaware to the sincerity that lies behind your jest.

Rhea was well aware of your slip up, you watch in badly suppressed lust as her jaw clenched and she shifts her legs tighter together. Her hand on your hip travels lower and you nearly arch at the warm sensation. When you let out a shaky breath, Rhea coughs, speaking up to address the group. “We’ll catch up with you guys later… we’re going back to the hotel.” Her quick excuse has them nodding offhandedly, not understanding the underlying implications.

Rhea smiles at you coyly as you nudge your side into hers and she hails a taxi your way quirking her brow as you hurriedly get inside. “What’s got you in a rush doll?” Rhea pretends to fix her black lipstick, swiping two fingers over her plump lips, she holds your gaze as she does so, smirking as you shift in your seat. Her teasing has you pouting prettily, blinking up at her as you pray for the trip back to be shorter than physically possible.

As soon as you were in the hotel room, no time was wasted. All it took was one look of hunger from Rhea and you were hurriedly ridding yourself of the complicated strappy garment you had on. Her rushed hands brushed over your body. You moaned at her eagerness, already too enraptured to care if you sounded needy. You knew she wanted this just as much as you did. “Does—oh-does your shoulder hurt?” Even in this state your concern shines through the pleasure. Rhea silences your worries with a biting kiss before she shakes her head.

“Always worried about me, yeah?” Rhea’s tone sounds cocky, but the affectionate kisses she then places on your cheeks tell a different story. “Always.” You confirm breathless, carefully helping her remove her own shirt. The pathway to the bed was strewn with various articles of clothing, and Rhea chuckles in satisfaction as you push her onto the bed.

You giggle as she flips the both of you over, caging your body beneath hers as she presses her lips to your now bare chest. “You look good like this.” Rhea’s voice has dropped to a deep rasp as she eyes the black lipstick marks she’s left on your smooth skin.

“Just good?” You bait, a dizzy smile on your blushed face. Rhea only looks smug before her hand trails up to your throat. The whimper you let out as she does so is loud and drawn out. “Beautiful actually.” Rhea clarifies grinning wider at your state, her other hand slowly trails down below your stomach.

“I— holy fuck!” Your plea is cut short when Rhea’s skilled fingers shut you up. You arch into her hand as she finds your clit, “What was that darling?” It’s cruel because Rhea knows you can’t answer in this state. And as her middle and ring finger circle your soaked hole, you shake your head vigorously not being able to form a response. “Good girl,” she praises you simply, but your body reacts to her words blatantly. “Rhea…” you trail off unintelligibly and the whine in your voice has her groaning softly and rutting against the mattress as she pleasures you. “You’re so fucking tight sweetheart.” Rhea sighs as she curls her fingers.

Your eyes roll back as she rubs against your g-spot. “F-fuck mommy!” You choke out hand coming up to grip Rhea’s that was still delicately wrapped around your throat. “Feels good hmm?” Rhea questions, leaning closer to bite into your neck. No doubt leaving hickeys that you would have trouble covering up tomorrow. Your breath hitches once more as she adds another finger to your pussy. Your brain is moving slower than honey, the only thing that’s registering is how fucking good Rhea is finger fucking you. The lewd sounds that she was milking out of you would be embarrassing if you weren’t already so close to coming undone. You were quick to cover your face with your hands as Rhea noticed your change in demeanor. “Your gonna cum for me?” Even though Rhea voices it as a question, it’s more of a statement because she knows you will. “Yes—please Rhea-mommy please!” Your mewls are pornographically loud and Rhea moans at your neediness. “Since you asked so nicely.” She purrs to you before her thumb circles your clit with a precision that sends you over the edge moaning her name.

You were still drunk on the pleasure as you pulled Rhea in, your fingers gliding through her silky hair as you kissed her. She allows you to push her gently back once more as you grab at her plush thighs. As you inch further down, you’re keenly aware of the needy gasps that slip past Rhea’s parted lips. “Baby… please?” Her soft question is barely audible causing you giggle at her insistence. But you can’t deny her. How could you? Rhea chokes as you place several open mouthed kisses into her dripping cunt. “You’re a—a fucking tease.” She manages, grabbing a fistful of your hair. You press your lips to her inner thigh before you respond, voice as coy as ever.

“I learn from the best.”

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tamagoyaki5 · 18 days

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Rhea will get her title back ezpz

And Dom will get a title… (I beg)

#digital art #fan art #dom mysterio #domdom #dominik mysterio #r+d #rhea ripley #mami rhea #wwe #the judgement day

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claymorexpunisher · 19 days

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I'll Shut You Up (18+ Fic) (Ch. 2/?)

Pairing(s): Rhea Ripley/Fem. Reader

Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately and if you still choose to click and read, do so at your own discretion. ALWAYS make sure to discuss everything prior to engaging in ANY kinks… Thank you for the love always and I hope you enjoy!

Summary: It’s pretty well known that Rhea and Fem. Reader can’t stand one another. Reader thinks Rhea’s way cockier than she should be and Rhea thinks as highly about Reader as much as she thinks about the dirt at the bottom of her boot. Well… so they say, at least. A packed hotel mishap forces them to bunk together, and Rhea presses her luck by running her mouth.

Fic Tag(s): 18+, enemies to hatefucking, forced proximity, overbooked hotel, WM weekend, Bottom Sub!Rhea, Dom Top!Reader, bratty!Rhea, a little bit of oral (Rhea receiving) anal play/penetration, size difference, strap-on, nipple play, hair-pulling, spit for lube (I KNOWWW IM SORRY), begging, spanking, biting, slapping, choking.)

Chapter Word Count: 1,739

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Because fate is a cruel asshole, I got exactly what I didn’t want.

“Absolutely fucking not.” I repeated, this time louder, my hands clenched so hard around the handle of my suitcase that my hands shook.

I watched Rhea’s smirk widen even more; she was clearly taking pleasure in my obvious irritation.

“I’m not sharing a room with you.” I spat once I shut the door behind me and I walked further into the room.

“Not like you have a choice, sweetheart.” Rhea replied, cool as a cucumber in bed.

The sheets covered her lower half until she decided to peel them back and saunter over towards me just to give me a condescending pat on the head as she toward over me, laughing at the way I glowered at her.

As I broke are stare-off, my eyes mistakenly wandered over her muscled frame, over her black sports bra and I stopped short- no pun intended- at her v-shaped underwear that quite literally left zero to the imagination.

“Eyes up here, cutie.” Rhea purred.

Her pointer and middle finger slowly lifted my chin and her eyes sparkled even as I batted her hand away and frowned deeper.

“I know I’m a sight for sore eyes but-”

“Oh my god. Do you ever shut the fuck up?!” I yelled as I rolled my eyes and shouldered past her with my luggage and I heaved the dark blue suitcase onto the couch a few feet from the bed.

“You always say that. And yet…” My skin prickled as I heard her coming up behind me and her warm breath ghosted over my ear as she murmured, “…and you’ve not made a single attempt to make me.”

There.

She’d used two of the magic words you could throw at a Dom Top and I began to salivate before I pulled myself back.

Barely.

“But then again, I don’t see how tiny little thing like you could possibly even try.” She laughed.

This time I decided I wasn’t gonna let her get the best of me.

“I don’t think you really want me to sort you out, sweetheart.” I replied, letting her see my words for what they were.

“Ooh, but I think I do.” Rhea replied with a slightly raspy giggle, gasping softly as her eyes landed on my open suitcase.

I was taking out my pj’s, completely forgetting about the red strap-on dildo that I had wrapped in plastic and stuffed onto the side of my suitcase.

“What are you doing with that?!” She asked, shock laced her tone.

Shock that irritated me to no end, but again, I remained calm.

Right then and there, I decided that enough was enough.

If Rhea was gonna keep baiting me, then like any effective Dom Top, I’d bite.

I’d bite until she yielded just like any brat eventually did if you push the right buttons.

“What do you think I’m doing with it? Putting a sock over it and making puppet shows on my spare time?” I retorted.

I watched Rhea’s hand reach around me towards the toy and I let her snatch it.

I was gonna let her have her fun for now…

While I continued sorting out my toiletries and picking my pjs, I stole a glance behind me, watching her inspect the toy.

I was immediately plagued my filthy thoughts of shoving that toy down Rhea’s throat until tears pooled in her eyes, making it nice and wet for what I was going to do her, and it was all I could do to not clench my thighs.

Once again, I was caught staring at the Aussie woman and our eyes met.

That damn persistent and infuriating smirk was back on her lips as she put the toy back where it was, but I set aside along with its harness.

“Who’s gonna use that on you? Because I really don’t see a tiny little thing like you using it on anybo-” Rhea’s words cut off as I interrupted, but I didn’t bother verbally answering her question.

“You walk around like you’re hot shit. Like you’re Hunter’s golden child… and I almost can’t blame you entirely. The way he’s paraded you around and talked big game about you…” I chucked and turned around to face Rhea, noticing the small step she took backwards.

Yeah, I was definitely starting to figure this woman out…

I reached out and pulled her towards me by her the elastic of her underwear.

I smirked a little as I watched and felt Rhea’s stomach muscles flex as she inhaled sharply.

“But you’re nothing more than a delusional shot at redemption and absolution for him. Absolution from his sins against someone he can no longer apologize to. You are the living embodiment of his guilt and regret. That is all you are to him. And deep down I think you know that… But he’s put so much energy and time into you and you… for as much as you say you’re no longer a people-pleaser-” I looked up at Rhea sharply, sensing that she was going open her smart mouth and I wasn’t wrong.

I was pleased to watch her mouth snap shut as soon as steely gaze met hers.

“Yes, I’ve watched some of your interviews, I’m not dumb. I study everyone in this locker room nowadays. Especially you.- And you walk around like you’re this… this alpha female. But you’re nothing more than an insecure little brat who needs the validation and a lot of attention and you don’t know how else to get it, so you’re completely okay with cosplaying as someone for some applause and attention and praise from your boss or from the fans. And now that I think about it, maybe even from me.” I continued and I noticed a switch flip at that, as if I’d hit a nerve.

But still, she said nothing.

Hm. Boring.

“You walk around as if being hand-picked by someone like him is some type of flex. Sweetheart, if you were sick and tired of cosplaying as a big, bad and Dominant woman when what you really want and need is to be in your place, then all ya had to do was ask.” My voice was down to a mere whisper. I watched goosebumps raise on Rhea’s skin as my fingers continued to explore the skin on her abdomen with every word I hissed at her.

Her momentary obedience was short lived and her eyes became furious.

Red-hot anger burned in them, along with something else entirely underneath that she seemed to try to smother.

But I was nothing if not observant…

All of it fueled me.

I drank it all up, and my eyes glinted in amusement now as her hips bucked a little and she silently urged my hand lower as if her body had a mind of its own and as if her anger was propelling her actions.

But I didn’t give her what she wanted.

Not yet at least.

The hand that was on the waistband of her panties slowly snaked upwards again, and my thighs became slick with my arousal as Rhea let out an involuntary sound that was a cross between a whimper and a growl.

“Fuck. You. You don’t know me-” Rhea snipped, eyes blazing with fury but I swiftly interrupted.

“Neither do you.” I replied sharply.

My traveling hand suddenly came upwards to grip her neck, not quite cutting off her breathing as much as cutting off the rant I knew was on its way.

The way she froze and suddenly went pliant fascinated me… and it just proved my points.

“You’re nothing but a carbon copy of someone else. I mean look at you, Rhea.” I said as my other hand went up to fiddle with a strand of her dyed hair.

“You have no idea who you are. Who you really are. You’re all bark and no fucking bite. Playing the role of someone else even when the cameras are offand I’m sick of it.” I growled. “I promise you, I could have you squealing like the fuckin virgin you seem to think I am, in .5 seconds.” I chuckled as her eyes widened for a fraction of a second.

Some of that cocky defiance returned to Rhea’s eyes but I could tell it was half-hearted.

But it fueled me just as much.

“Show me, then. Show me who I am… put me in my place.” Rhea purred, her tone and gaze seductive as she gazed down at my lips and back up at my eyes.

She then took advantage of the fact that my hand slackened a bit in surprise.

She was quick, but I was quicker and I moved my head before Rhea could sink her teeth into my bottom lip and I my hand squeezed a tad bit harder and I watched her struggle not to go completely pliant.

She was definitely a stubborn one but I didn’t mind.

From her demeanor alone I could tell that she was goading me some more, not quite believing that I’d deliver on my promise yet curious to find out if I would.

“Okay… then how do you want me, ma’am?” Rhea shot back sarcastically as she walked towards the bed once I let go of her throat.

“Like this?” She asked as she crawled onto the bed, back arched and her ass up in the air, inviting me to spank it so I did just that.

I chuckled as her body jolted and she gave a yelp as both my hands cracked down on each of her ass cheeks as soon as she settled down behind her on my knees.

“That works, actually. Hands behind your back.” I commanded.

Of course she didn’t immediately comply, so I did it myself, holding at least one of her wrists over her back.

“Fuck! I hate you-” She began to rant as I pulled her panties down and I brought my hand down on her ass again and again, until her ass cheeks turned the gorgeous red I had envisioned.

Her body trembled even as she fought and I could see her pussy glistening with arousal.

I stole a look into her eyes and noticed them becoming glassier by the second and that made satisfaction and arousal course through my veins, hitting the spot just as much as a delicious pot of my morning fucking coffee...

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scumbag4scumbag · 11 days

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This one's for the gays... (queers, bis, pans, trans, etc)

Gonna run this poll for a week... this IS for actual reasons, so please vote... Going on the honor system that queer folks only will vote, but I know there's no way to know for sure, so please be nice.

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lokiina · 1 month

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TERROR TWINS

I'm trying so hard to get a redbubble set up for like stickers and shit but it's fighting me tooth and nail and refusing to make my shop go live. I was gonna wait till I could link to the sticker but it's driving me mad. So here's the silly lil art now. lmao

my other Damian art: [x]

#wwe #damian priest #rhea ripley #terror twins #the judgement day #fan art #my art #THE MF CHAMPS YO #They deserved a cute lil chibi treatment #lemme tell you I didn't know how to simplify those damn tattoos so I scribbled and hoped for the best sdkjfhdkfgjh

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rhea-ripley · 9 months

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Rhea Ripley at C4 Energy Ultimate Fan Experience {4/?}

#rhea ripley #demi bennett #wwe #wweedit #wwe gifs #C4 Energy Ultimate Fan Experience #my gifs

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damiansgoodgirll · 10 months

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Rhea defending reader when a man makes her uncomfortable pls pls

rhea ripley x reader

tw : harassment

protector

you were currently fixing some lights for the upcoming raw event when you heard some of your colleagues making uncomfortable comments in your direction.

you worked as a sound and lights technician for wwe and you’ve been working there for over a year so, being the only female in that department was such a challenge some days.

some of your colleagues were nice. they made you feel welcomed and you knew you could rely on them but some other colleagues were acting like animals most of the times. you never complained with human resources because you thought you couldn’t stand a chance, they had been doing this job for more than ten years and you were new so you knew they would come first. but as days went by you grew tired of their comments and even if you told them to stop it felt like they wouldn’t even listen to you.

you were fixing some things on your computer, adjusting the lights and helping setting the sound on when two of your colleagues came next to you.

“how you doing pretty?” the older man asked you.

“busy…” you said not even looking at them. you were all backstage and you knew wrestlers just started to feel the arena and the changing rooms so you didn’t want to cause a scene.

while passing by your eyes met dominik one’s. you didn’t even speak but your look told him everything he needed to know. you grew close to him mostly because you were only two years younger than him so you had a lot in commons, he always told you that you reminded him of his sister and that made you feel proud.

he gave you and understanding look and in a flash he turned around the corner. you hoped he was asking for help.

“oh don’t be like that sweetheart, we just want to know more about you…” the other one said while laying his hand on your lower back. that was enough to make you jump back a little.

“i’d rather you won’t touch me” you tried to stay serious but you were panicking. you were used to their comments and their flirty ways but they never laid a hand on you so you had no idea of what to do.

“why not? we could have so much fun…” the older one said with a smirk in his face.

“i said no…”

“come on! don’t be like this beautiful…” and you felt one of them touching your ass.

before you could reply you heard that familiar voice that always made you feel safe.

“she said no” rhea said with a very serious tone “if i were you i would go pack because this is gonna be your last day of work here” she grew closer to you and the men froze.

everyone who worked backstage knew how important was to respect wrestlers, it was hard getting to know them, imagine being friend with them. you got lucky because of dominik. he was the one who introduced you to rhea and the whole judgment day so the two knew rhea wasn’t joking.

they left without saying anything, probably fearing for their careers.

“are you okay y/n?” she asked you softly.

you couldn’t find the way to talk so you simply nodded, even if you were shaking a little.

“let me take you somewhere else…follow me” she smiled at you and guided you into her changing room “here drink some water, it’ll help you” she handed you a cold glass of water and you thanked her.

she sat next to you making sure you drank all of the water.

“they shouldn’t have touched you…if you say no it’s no, why can’t some people understand that?” she said.

“doesn’t matter…i’m glad you were here” you smiled.

rhea always had a soft spot for you. you thought it was because you had a lot in common but in reality rhea had a massive crush on you and she had no idea on how to tell you that.

“you should thank dominik for that” she laughed.

“oh i will…” you said back.

“i’m gonna have them fired. that was fucking harassment and i don’t even wanna think what would have happened if i wasn’t here” she sounded mad.

“but i don’t want to get them in trouble just because of me…”

“y/n, they did something horrible and from what i can tell it wasn’t the first time it happened…i’m gonna report them and dominik too…if you’ll come with us we might have a better chance to have them fired. don’t think about them, think about you…i know you don’t wanna put anyone in trouble but it’s for your safety…” she said holding your hands.

you looked straight into her eyes and you could tell she was deadass serious.

“okay…i’ll do it” you smiled.

so the day after the match, you stood between rhea and dominik who were telling everything that happened to you and you told them your version.

in less than a day they got fired and you were able to work with your “normal” colleagues once again and you couldn’t be more grateful for it.

rhea saved your life and she had no idea about it so you were thinking about asking her to join you for one dinner just so you could show her gratitude.

of course she agreed. any excuse for spend time with you.

but when you were with her, you started feeling something that was more than friendship, and you have no idea how to tell her. luckily she got the memo. she saw how your behaviour changed in the last few weeks, and now it was her time to confess her love for you.

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milesworld96 · 1 month

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AYYYYEEE, HIM COMING OUT HERE W HIS FINE ASS LOOKING LIKE THAT!! WHT IS WRONG WITH HIM‼️ DOES HE WANT ME TO DIE

YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING!! THIS IS SO AMAZING

HOLY FUCK HE HAS A NEW SONG, I LOVE THIS ILOVE THIS SO MCUH

#Damian is what Rhea is to her fans for me #he’s taking the cvntertaker and bisexual undertaker comments literally #damian priest #the judgement day #CONGRATS DAMIAN #YOU TOO RHEA #rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #finn balor #jd mcdonagh #wwe #monday night raw #terror twins

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wwerhea · 11 months

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SACRIFICAL ANGEL

pairing. rhea ripley x fem!reader

synopsis. there was something about her the moment you two met. she was strong, intimidating, and breathtaking. she was everything you wanted, but was she worth the risk?

tags. friends to lovers, dirty talk slay, shitty boyfriend?, aggressive!rhea, bi!reader.

warnings. eighteen plus — heavy cheating themes, sexual content, fingering, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, cursing, shame kink, slightly manipulative!rhea, mentions of penetration.

“Are you telling me to stop?” Her strong frame caged you in like you were prey and she was nothing but a wild animal going for the kill. Skillful fingers playing with the hem of your dress wanting nothing more than to rip it clean down the middle. Both of your palms laid flat on her chest, trying to create some space, but Rhea wrapped them around her neck, using your body to best of her advantage. Taking any opportunity to get as close to you as she could.

“He’s waiting for you, isn’t he? Waiting for his good girl, yeah?” Rhea purred in your ear, the sultry in her voice never failing to get you exactly where you need to be. Soft lips sucking on the sweet spot just beneath your ear, teeth nibbling at the sensitive skin, making you whine for her as her tongue soothed the bite.

She pinned you against the door harder, hips continuing to press into hers until she had your legs wrapped around her waist, and your hands woven into her hair. Pulling at it every time she bites you was music to her ears. Your hips grinding into her, whining like a cat in heat as you felt what she’s packing.

“Is this what you’ve been dreaming about, huh? Me fucking you while your pathetic little boyfriend is entertaining everyone else — is that what you want?” She taunted you, but all you did was whine as her assault on you continued.

“He doesn’t know how weak you are for me. My little princess in the palm of my hand.”

She pulls always from your neck, lips pressed against your ear, ready to torture you with the voice you’d be on your knees for.

“Begging and waiting for me to give you everything you need. Isn’t that right?” She smacked your ass, nails digging through the fabric, desperate to have you out of it.

Eagerly, you nodded in response.

“I bet you’re just dripping for me to split this pussy right open. Fuck her the way she deserves.” Rhea nibbled on your ear before she whispered, “Is this cunt dripping for me? For your Mommy?”

“Yes, it’s always for you. All for Mommy.” You pulled Rhea’s hair, needing to feel more. You finally accepted your feelings and you craved to feel her in any way you could.

Every touch felt like it was the first. The explosiveness in your stomach, the head rush every time her lips connected with your body — this was how it was supposed to feel. It physically made you ache in pain knowing who you were betraying but the woman in front of you was it.

No one else could compare, they never could. Rhea was one of a kind, a sweet precious diamond you wanted to keep near and dear to you.

But tonight, she would remind you just how sharp her edges truly were.

“Just say the word, princess. Fuck, I want to make you cum, angel. Are you going to let Mommy make a mess?”

“Please.” It was all Rhea needed, before she maneuvered you on the bed, enjoying the erratic movements of your hips against your body before she threw you on the bed as easily as a ragdoll.

The confirmation you needed her just as badly had her reeling. The rush of power she felt pumping through her veins, knowing you wanted her was all the satisfaction she would ever need.

“Are you really that much of a needy fucking brat you’re going to let me fuck you right here? You’re going to let me take whatever I want while your pitiful, little boyfriend is waiting for you?”Rhea sat back on her calves, almost as if she wanted you to come to her.

Thighs on full display, broad shoulders pushed back. “You’re going to let Mommy do whatever she wants with you tonight. Such a good little slut for me.”

You nodded eagerly. Only wanting to please her.

“Take off your dress, baby.” Rhea demanded, tongue peaking out as she ran it over her teeth, eyeing you like you were her last meal.

You carefully picked it by the hem before throwing it over your head, leaving you with nothing but a pair of lace panties, The only piece of integrity left, hanging on a very thin line, but now there was nothing stopping her now. You matched her stance with far less clothes adorning your body, as you waited her to do as she pleased.

You should feel regretful, or even a little bit shameful. It was your boyfriend’s big celebration, his entire family and friends congratulating him on his biggest accomplishment and all you craved was to please the woman in front of you.

To let her mold you into whatever she desired - no longer able to contain your wants and needs for her.

Rhea was someone you never be able to let go of. It was that simple, but you knew regardless, he would feel justified in your wrongs.

“Fuck.” Taking you in, Rhea couldn’t believe it, you were just as beautiful as she remembered. A painting she only dreamed of, so perfect and precious as she looked into your dreamy eyes.

Part of her couldn’t believe it. Truly, you were here — for her and her alone.

She sunk two of her fingers inside her mouth before sucking on them sweetly, her mischievous eyes never leaving your own until she pulled them off with a pop.

“You look just as perfect, but do you taste as sweet?” Rhea pushed you until you were laying on your back, spreading your legs wide as the wrestler positioned herself, careful to not put her entire weight on you. “Tell me, does he ever eat you out?” The smugness in her tone and the way she ran her finger down the middle of your chest told you she already knew the answer.

But this is Rhea, and she loved to play with her food. She wanted you helpless and crying out before she put you out of your misery. She wanted to bend you so far, you’d be afraid of snapping. The dominant side of her took over and you could see it in her eyes – how she wanted to completely and utterly devour you until there wasn’t anything left.

Then, she would do it all over again.

“Aw, have you gone mute, baby?” Her tattooed hand slapped your covered cunt, causing you to shriek. Rhea laughed while she teased you even further. “Do you need to be reminded of how it feels to cum again? I know that little boy toy of yours even knows where a clit is.”

Softly, her lips kissing along your neck before finding purchase on your lips, kissing you confidently, assured you would accept anything she'd have to offer. Your hands clung onto her biceps, nails piercing through your skin as you tried to contain yourself.

“Are you ready for this?” She was pushing, wanting the satisfaction of being the one you wanted. The crave boiling in her blood ran deep and there was no controlling it. Rhea knew you felt the same, all that was needed was coaxing. A little bit of bad influence to bring it out of you.

He would never care for the way Rhea did - treat you the way you deserved. She knew it in her bones she loved you more than anyone ever could.

For years, Rhea had seen the twinkle in your eyes when you looked at her and she was afraid. Afraid the fantasy she dreamt of was just that, a figment of imagination. Until that one fateful night.

Rhea seemed to replay it in her mind until there was nothing left, just you trapped in it. Your blinding smile, always taking her breath away any time it was directed towards her. Maybe if she was lucky, you’d choose her too.

There were pieces of you, ones she had collected over time, and the puzzle was nearly complete. All she needed was you to fall in as deeply as she had. Part of her believed in your feelings for her, and she wanted to, but she had her reasons for holding back in the past.

But now? There was nothing in her way. Not since the kiss.

It excited Rhea. The thought was enough to bring the strong wrestler to her knees. Carefully, she was reminded of the lengths she would go for you. There wasn’t an edge she wouldn’t reach to claim every part of you.

Rhea let herself relax, more encouragement fled through her veins as your hands clung to her like a vine. Afraid if you let go, she would disappear.

She pulled herself away from your heavenly body, mouth opening before sporting a knowing smirk, until her voice was found.

“Are you ready for this?” Rhea challenged, but she also needed assurance. She wasn’t your long time partner, the man expecting you at home was. To you and to her, if this happened it wouldn’t be some meaningless one time thing. The desire building beneath the surface had officially overflowed, and you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself even if you tried.

“There’s no shame if you can’t. I would be severely disappointed, but I’m a big girl, I can take the rejection. Even if my darling angel has changed her mind.” She affirmed if this wasn’t what you wanted, there was still room for you to dismiss and pretend this never happened.

You took note of the sincerity laced in Rhea’s eyes. Truly meaning every word.

“I promise, I wouldn’t be here if this wasn't what I wanted.” Your thumb rubbed reassuringly on her bicep, reassuring her if you wanted to be somewhere else, you would. It was the last nail in the coffin, before she trapped you in there, binded in the ashes of your love.

“I’m going to take these off now.” You knew she was giving you an out, a last moment to stop this if it’s what you wanted, but the only coherent thought entering your mind was just how much you craved her. How this was the only thing you’d been able to think of for months on end.

The dreams of touching her, kissing her. Getting lost in the thought of her beautiful blues, her strong frame, or imagining how she’d look like coming for you. Or the devilish smirk in your eyes right before she tips you over the edge, knowing exactly what’s coming.

It’s how you’d been getting off while Jordan worked long nights - thinking of Rhea. Sometimes, it was when he was in bed fast asleep, you would think of how good her tongue would feel buried in your cunt. Her long fingers, and how much more they’d fill you up than your own, reaching places you wanted to but to no avail remained untouched.

You thought of her thick thighs, and how much you want to ride them. Would she let you get off on her thighs alone? Or would that just be her tease of the night?

It’d been months since your boyfriend had wanted to fuck, and even before, you fantasized about her. The more time you spent with her while Jordan wasn’t around left you under her spell. She didn’t have to do much until you were putty in her hands, molded and shaped just to her liking. Rhea was just what you needed, and god was she enjoying it. She craved your acceptance just as much as your submission.

The whimpers and moans with her name continuously falling off your tongue. The way your cunt would grind against her own, begging for relief. The way you almost gave in when you agreed to go out with her two weeks ago, and her lips found yours. Devouring you from the inside with every stroke of her tongue dominating your own.

It was the final nail in the coffin. You would never be able to escape her after dipping your soul with the sinner. You craved for more, yet there was a feeling in the pit of your stomach, a nagging voice telling you this wasn’t the way this should happen.

You tried to feel guilty, or shameful, but when it came to Rhea you couldn’t find it within yourself to care about anything else. You just needed to be with her again and she had cornered you, pulling out all the steps necessary. You weren’t coming out of this room until she marked you as hers again.

But this time it would be deeper. You would feel her vividly, raw and ready to please you.

You knew it would be worth it.

“Now be my good little angel and hold Mommy’s hair while she reminds you who should be with you.” Before you even had a moment to faux a protest, Rhea was right where you desperately wanted her, no matter how much it would hurt the man waiting to see your shining face as you congratulated him at the door. And almost, the vision was shifting. The look of disappointment etched in the furrow of his brow or in the pout of his lower lip.

Try and try, you did. To at least give him an explanation as to why you weren’t there supporting along with the rest of him. Deadly but certain, you knew the accusations would start the moment you walk through the front door. Rhea’s name would be the first out of his mouth.

Envy reached him where you couldn’t, taking a hold of the man you once loved. The tight grip as strong as a vixen on top of you with his sights set on the woman he’d always been intimidated by.

Rhea held you a little too long for his liking. He disagreed with how close she pulled you in. He lost it the first time Rhea kissed you on the cheek, lips so low they nearly reached the corner of your lips.

The first time you had to defend your relationship with Rhea was when the two of you had joined her at the gym and he swore you were checking her out during one of her reps.

It was the first time you couldn’t deny your physical attraction to her. You couldn’t hide it, as much as you tried, her hold on you is visceral. A need buried so deep, it felt as if it had always been.

Then she was on you.

“Oh my god. Holy fuuuuck.” Her tongue started out with small strokes, fucking your folds with your tongue as your hands found purchase in her raven hair. Crystal blue eyes sinfully watching beneath you, mouth open wide trying to compose yourself.

It’s all you could dream of, and your wish came true. The girl of your dreams worshiping you at the altar.

“Mommy, you feel so good. Fuck, I’ve dreamt about your mouth s-so m-much.” Your hips began to move until she moved both of her hands to your thighs, her overpowering strength keeping you right where she wanted you.

“Just my mouth then? Nothing else you wanted?” The whimper leaving your mouth as she circled her tongue on your clit had her humping into the mattress. Your tits on full display as you were dripping for her was more than enough to send her head through a frenzy, but tonight was about you.

“Rhea, please. You know what I want. I-” You pleaded, but lost words died in the back of your throat when she sucked the sensitive bud in her mouth, pulling her hair tighter.

Her tongue soothed over your clit and she released it until she did it again, your body beginning to shake at feeling. Before you could even process what was happening, she moved your hands to your sides so she could gain some space.

Only until she was on her knees spitting on your pussy, watching as it connects from her lips to yours.

Black lips grinning wickedly as you continued to moan, she teased and fingered along your clit before she found your pretty little hole. Her long finger gradually built a pace as she watched you take such a small piece of her.

Then she let a second one enter, watched your head fall back against the silky sheets, unable to look her in the eyes.

Too afraid you’ll come too soon, but you assumed Rhea had other plans. She wanted to feel you unravel for her. She wanted to be the one to bring you there until you couldn’t take it anymore. Until you were hers, and only hers.

“I need it Mommy, please.” You begged for her as she pumped brutally and then her thumb reached for your clit, circling just enough to send you in a frenzy, but not quite enough to get you where you needed to be.

She knew it yet she was taunting you with the sensation. It felt like too much at first, but then as time passed, you needed more. More of her and what she was packing beneath her sweats. “Give me your cock, Mommy.”

Without losing her pace, she mauvered her body so she was hovering over you, limber fingers still pumping in your tight cunt. Using her free hand, she wrapped her hand before wrapping it around your neck, applying as much pressure as she felt necessary.

“Do you really think you’d ever be in a position to give me orders?” She bent her head down until her lips were met with your nipple, tongue circling around the bud before she let her teeth sink before letting go.

“What would he do if he saw you getting fuck by mommy?” Then she began her assault on your other breast, her tongue lavishing and on your nipple, flicking back and forth on the bud until she found the high pitch moan she was looking for.

The more she played with your tits the quicker she was bringing to the edge. A soft, but what seemed to be an infinite chant of her name fell from your lips.

“I-...Fuck” You tried to respond to her but despite your best efforts, you were under mercy. Every stroke of her tongue and thrust of her fingers pushed you closer to where you would die to be. The sound of your slick being pushed around in your gushing pussy only made Rhea want more.

All of it was because of her, but she wouldn’t be satisfied until she claimed you properly.

“My cock’s not even in you, baby and you’re already being a dumb slut? Use your words before I make you regret it.” Rhea threatened, but she began to circle your slit faster as if her sole purpose was to torture you. “I asked you a question.”

Her tone dropped lower as she spoke to you, “Would you let him stop me?”

“No, of course not, Mommy.” You rushed out before tears began to fill your eyes, because just when her pace was bringing you where you needed to be, she removed her thumb from your clit as you began to ride her hand. Trying to get yourself off, as you felt the cool silver of her rings smooth over your cunt.

“Good.” Then she leaned forward, lips pressed against your ear before she whispered softly, “I’m going to get undressed, you’re going to call your precious little boyfriend and then you’re going to talk to him while I fuck this sweet little pussy that was made for me. Yeah?”

She didn’t even give you a chance to reply before she grabbed your phone from the floor, handing it to you, sweetly. Nervously, you fidgeted, terrified but excited for what was about to happen. You were about to get fucked by the woman you’d been thinking about for months. She was about to bear it all with you, and god was she going to make you work for it.

Then, there she was, bare in front of you as you nervously dialed your boyfriend waiting for him to pick up.

“Let me show you what a real fuck feels like, princess.”

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I'll Shut You Up (18 + Fic) (Ch. 1/?)

Pairing(s): Rhea Ripley/Fem. Reader

Chapter Word Count: 584

“Is it my card or are there no more rooms left?” I asked the lady at the front desk who already seemed just as stressed and exhausted as I was.

“I’m so sorry, ma’am.” She apologized as she nodded. “But it seems that there was a bit of a mishap when your reservation was made. Due to the wrestling events taking place over the weekend, we’re completely booked. And because of that it seems that your room was accidentally double booked through an error in our system. I’m so sorry, ma'am.” She said.

A deep frown creased her brow before she smiled, and she offered me a discount voucher for my room and for anything that I wanted from room service.

I kindly rejected the offer but asked, “Am I at least rooming with another wrestler?”

When she confirmed that I was, I breathed a little bit in relief as we wrapped things up and I received my room key- I was on the 3rd floor.

I wasn’t besties with the entire locker room, but least I wouldn’t be stuck with a complete stranger.

Although, there were definitely some people in the locker room that I would always avoid like the plague if I could help it.

Rhea Ripley was number one on that list…

We never could stand each other for reasons unbeknownst to the rest of the locker room.

Where I was avoidant, Rhea was insufferable, always making it a point to take jabs at me whenever she could, be it online or face-to-face.

Made me feel like I was an insignificant little bug that she could squash in .2 seconds.

She acted like she was hot shit, and she knew it.

Which physically, that may be true.

But she quickly learned that I didn’t take well to attempts at intimidation.

But lately, she’d switched gears and began flirting with me, heavily, and then we’d be back to insulting each other.

She claimed it was just for shits and giggles and because she enjoyed how “flustered” it would get me, which… ew.

It only got me “flustered” because they were cheap insults- mostly about my small height and the sexual inexperience she assumed I had.

I told myself that she was as tolerable as a canker sore- even though I could admit that on a certain level, our back and forth excited me.

…. And actually, sometimes, in the deep, dark recesses of my filthy mind, I didn’t know if I wanted to slap her or… or if I wanted to slap her and then teach her a very valuable lesson.

Bend her over.

Dominate her.

Make her ass glow red with my handprints etched onto them like the tattoos on her body and her blue eyes as glassy as a porcelain doll’s…

And that just made me despise her even more.

How dare she awaken any kind of desire in me when she was such a raging brat?

Then again, I could that admit brats could be really fucking fun.

But she… she got under my skin in ways I wasn’t prepared for.

“Just please don’t let it be Rhea fucking Rip-…” I mumbled to myself as I slid the keycard into the door as soon as I found my room.

My words trailed off and I let out a “Absolutely fucking not.” as soon as I walked further into the room, and I laid my eyes on the smirking-and almost naked- figure lounging in the king-sized bed in front of me...

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