#rhea ripley fanfiction

[houseofripley]

Hopeless Romantic Rhea Headcanons

just some things while i slowly write my next oneshot

○ rhea loved loving. loved the breeze that swayed through trees, loved the smell of rain, loved the view of couples strolling down the street, loved the way the sunlight would peak through blinds. her heart was full of love.

○ hugging herself at night trying to fall asleep as she thought about you.

○ blushing when talking to or about you.

○ she's always sneaking glances at you in the locker room as you get ready.

○ everything about you rhea viewed as art. your dimples, your scars, your ability shift into a completely different person whenever you stepped into the ring. you were perfect to her.

○ it was obvious to literally everyone that rhea had an admiration for you. except you.

○ rhea felt like she knew the 'real' you. she saw right through the face you put up for everyone. she studied your behavior changes when you thought you were alone, the way your nerves took over your body when you got in your head, just for you to force it all down when someone was near in order to please them. rhea fantasized about how she'd comfort you if she wasn’t so damn shy.

○ she often gets caught staring into nothingness just daydreaming about spending time with you.

○ one time she accidentally liked an instagram post of yours from five years ago. she didn't open instagram for weeks after.

○ members of the judgment day spent months helping her build up the courage to ask you on a date. when you agreed rhea was in awe that you'd actually give her the time of your day.

○ said first date lasted an entire day. rhea took you all over the place, a park for a picnic, the lake, a museum, the zoo, a fancy dinner, and of course you made a trip to target together.

○ although she looks big and scary she's the biggest cuddle bug.

○ once the two of you began a relationship she couldn't keep herself away from you.

○ SO CLINGYYYYYYY

○ she would wake up early just so she could watch you sleep. she love the peacefulness on your face. she loved your messy hair. she loved the occasional drool slipping from your mouth. she loved knowing that she was there to protect you from the outside world.

○ rhea loved loving you.

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[visionarymode]

Let Loose

✧ warnings: smut, language, 18+

✧ pairing: rhea ripley x female reader

✧ word count: 1,978

The door swung open making you jolt in your spot on the bench as Rhea walked in. 

“You scared me,” you breathed out as she laughed at your stunned reaction. 

“Sorry babe,” she laughed as she swung one of her legs over the bench to sit across from you. “What’re you up to?” she asked as she hooked her finger under her layered necklaces. 

“Just scrolling on the socials. That video of you last week went viral,” you giggled. 

“Oh God, what video?” she laughed back as she scooted closer to peek over your phone. You pulled up the three-second video of her mid-match, casually yet seductively licking her fingers. 

“Oh that one…” she grinned, tilting her head up to watch you keep your eyes on the screen as it continued to replay. 

“Stare a little harder huh?” she teased, nudging your arm. You looked up to meet her pretty smile as you rolled your eyes. 

“You knew what you were doing, do you know how nasty that looks?” you asked with an eyebrow raised. 

“No,” she replied with a shrug. 

“Rhea,” you laughed at her as she crossed her arms. 

“That’s nasty?” she sarcastically asked with another smirk. 

“This doesn’t look nasty to you?” you mimicked her actions as you wiped your bottom lip and stuck out your tongue to lick your middle fingers. Her grin widened as she eyed your mouth in action, making your skin tingle. 

“No…that was hot,” she complimented as you shook your head, proceeding to get up from the bench and over to the mirror a few feet away. 

“By the way, it was more like this…” she softly spoke up again as you watched her through the mirror, leaning over on the bench as she stuck out her tongue, slowly slicking up her fingers with that same sinister smile of hers. 

“You play too much,” you swallowed the hitch in your throat as you played it off, continuing to grab your brush out of your bag to fix your hair. 

“You don’t play enough,” she bantered again. You couldn’t tell if she was playing around like she always did or if she was genuinely flirting by the way she kept flaunting these comments. 

“What do you mean?” you chimed in. 

“You’re too serious. You need to let loose a little,” she spoke up again as she got up from the bench. 

“I need to let loose? And how would I do that?” 

“You could just let me show you…” she trailed off as you caught her checking you out in the mirror. She looked so good with her all-black fit and cute low bun. She looked even more stunning with the way she was eyeing you. 

“Rhea…” you raised your brows with a little giggle, kneeling in front of the mirror to put the hairbrush back in the bag before you heard the lock on the door. You stood back up and watched her lean against the door with the cutest smirk, making your cheeks flush. 

“What are you doing?” you nervously chuckled again. 

“Don’t act stupid now…” she softly spoke as she walked over to you. You felt your feet stick to the floor. Your eyes never left hers in the mirror as you felt her body heat against yours. You deeply inhaled through your nose as her hands slid on your hips ever so slowly. 

“I know you’ve been fantasizing about mami…” she whispered. 

“…because mami’s been fantasizing about you…” her fingertips slightly brushed against your skin because of your short shorts. 

“Rhea this is cra-” you stopped yourself as she pulled you closer by the hips to the point your ass was all up on her. 

“You talk way too much…” she cut you off as she brushed your hair over your right shoulder exposing your neck as her hands trailed up against your body, your tank top slightly lifting with the risky push of her fingers. 

“Tell me you don’t want this…” she whispered, her eyes still fixated on yours as she leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the left side of your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut as she did it again, this time with more tongue as she swirled her warm moisture around your skin. 

“We’re in the locker room th-they could come-“ 

“Nobody’s gonna come…except you,” she purred again. She grabbed your jaw, forcing you to turn around and meet her consuming, loving eyes. She kept her grip on your jaw as her thumb caressed your cheek. 

“Let loose…” she whispered again. Her eyes stayed fixated on your glossy lips before she raised her brow with that taunting grin again before you gave in and crashed your lips on hers.

You let out a satisfied moan as she slipped her tongue inside, allowing you to suck on it as she moved your hair out of your face. Your mouths grew hungrier as the kiss became sloppier, your tongues slipping and sliding against each other with every turn of your heads. Her right hand slithered down your side making your skin tingle as she sneakily snaked it further down and around your ass. Your heavy breaths escalated as you fought over who’s tongue to suck. You ran that same leg up her own to lift and allow her more leverage as she squeezed your ass tighter. 

“Jump beautiful…” she whispered, using both hands to scoop your ass. You gasped as she pinned you against the same mirror you shared those flirtatious glances. Your lips didn’t break contact as the impassioned kiss slowed down a bit. She purposely took her time sucking on your tongue as your fingers wrapped around her neck. 

“You taste so good…” she whispered as you both stuck out your tongues to obsessively lick the other. You bit your lip as her right hand started to delicately stroke your left leg. 

“Can I taste a little more?” she asked in a hushed tone, her eyes never leaving your saliva-stained lips. Her hand dragged up to the hem of your shorts as she teasingly pulled on them. 

“Mhm…” you nodded as she grinned at your response. With your legs still wrapped around her waist she walked back over to the open space in the room. You shared another sloppy kiss as she dropped down to her knees, gently laying you on the carpeted floor. 

“Not as comfy as a bed but…” she trailed off with a smile as she rubbed her hands up your thighs and slid your shorts off. 

“Can barely notice,” you whispered back as you bucked your hips up, pulling her hand onto your damped panties to get a feel of what she’s done to you already. 

“You’re so wet huh?” she teased as she rubbed the pads of her fingers in circles over your clothes mess. You longingly nodded again as you picked on her blank tank top and she quickly got the hint as she sexily slid it off her head. You didn’t mean to moan out loud at the sight of her breasts spilling but it was too late as she giggled at your vulnerability. 

“You love to fucking tease don’t you?” you asked with a shudder as she slid her tongue along your sensitive neck. She dragged it further down your breasts to leave little love bites. 

“Is it that obvious?” she joked as she sloppily kissed your stomach, lifting your top and you helped her by hurriedly slipping it off. You were tired of the slow pace and her torturous teasing so you abruptly grabbed her face back to yours and pushed your hungry tongue back in her just as needy mouth. Your hands fell from her cheeks and down to your laced panties as you slipped them off. She didn’t notice until you broke the kiss and dangled it in front of her face making her lick her lips. 

“Let loose…” you mocked before she laughed and fell between your thighs and moaned at your visible sticky and soaked mess. Your eyes shut at her warm tongue gliding in between your inner thighs, the cold feel of her rings making you tremble in her touch. 

“Fuck…” you whined as she purposely kissed around your folds before she abruptly flicked them open with her tongue and flattened it between them. She moaned as she ever so slowly took her time with that first lick, an almost evil laugh erupting as she watched you arch your back. She lapped her tongue at a quicker pace, her lips never leaving your pussy as she let her tongue do all the moving. The sound of her savory and dedicated tongue deep in your moistness filled the room making you moan even louder. 

“Fuuuuuuck,” you cried out as she continued to make out with your lower lips. 

“You taste so fucking good love…” you heard her mumble with her sexy accent as she continued to messily and audibly spit between your folds making you even wetter. She pulled your thighs on her shoulders making you tighten them around her head but she didn’t care. Your fingers found her hair as she spit inside you again, this time letting the spit fall further down before she flattened her tongue and lapped it up to your clit. 

“Oh my goooood Rhea…” you loudly gasped again as she ran her black painted nails up and down your bare thighs. 

“Like that baby?” she mumbled as another loud, wet, sloppy sound was heard and felt between your thighs as she sucked on you like it was her last meal on earth. 

“Yessssss oh my fuuuuck,” you moaned as your fingers pulled on her hair making her viscously shake her head between your thighs as she practically motor-boated your pussy. You felt heat pool your lower back as your eyes fluttered, feeling your climax upon you as her thumb traced over your clit in soft circles. 

“Cum on my tongue gorgeous…” she whispered, looking up at you losing your mind at her frantic licks. 

“I’m-I’m gon-“ you moaned with ragged gasps as you bucked your hips up again to ride her face. 

“Mhm…mhm…” she coached in mumbles with satisfaction as she sucked harder, faster, louder until you couldn’t take anymore and screamed out her name one last name, not giving a single care as to who would hear you, and came all in her mouth. Your back fell back down to the floor as your legs fondled her upper back and she didn’t stop licking until she slurped every drop of your cum. Your eyes fluttered back open as your pants were now the loudest noise in the room. You looked down at her scrunched eyes as she grinned, wiping the corners of her mouth with her thumb. She cupped your chin, watching you gasp once more as she scooped up your leftover nectar onto her fingers. She stuck out her tongue and licked her fingers the exact way she did in that video from earlier making you satisfyingly grin back.

“Still nasty?” she teased as she sucked on her coated fingers a little extra making you giggle with arousal. You pushed her on the floor to your side as you crawled on top of her. 

“Still nasty…” you whispered as you rocked your hips into a slow grind making her grope your ass cheeks. 

“Look at you…letting loose,” she whispered while sucking on your tongue. Another airy moan escaped you as she kissed further down your neck and chest before a loud knock was heard on the door. 

“Why’s the door locked? Anybody in there?” 

“Occupied!” Rhea yelled as she covered your mouth with giggles. 

“Rhea?!” your jaw dropped as you tried to sit up before she pulled you back down with a hand around your neck. 

“Where are you going? Mami’s not done with you,” she whispered with a spank. 

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[fan-fantasies]

Fragile

A/N: we’re only 10 followers away from 5400, so if you’re seeing this, please follow!

Pairing: Rhea x fem!Reader

Warnings: size kink, fingering, oral f receiving

Rhea Ripley: the bane of your existence.

Ever since you joined the raw roster it was like she made it her mission to humiliate you. She was always calling you cute and fragile, simply because you were smaller than her.

She liked to spar with you in training so she could throw you around like a rag doll. You didn’t mind the training so much as it helped strengthen your skills against bigger opponents.

“Hey, can I see you in my office?” Adam Pierce called to you as you walked by.

“What’s up, boss?” You asked.

“You have a match tonight against Rhea, it’s a contenders match,” he said.

“Really? That’s amazing!”

“Rhea requested it actually so you should thank her.”

“Huh, yeah, I’ll go do that,” you said.

Why would Rhea request a contenders match against you? That was out of character for her.

You found her in the locker room getting her gear ready for the show.

“Hey, doll,” she said with a smirk.

“I heard you requested a match against me tonight. So thanks, I guess. Just wondering if there’s an ulterior motive behind it?”

“No ulterior motive. You know I love getting to rough you up,” she shrugged.

“Yeah, in training. We’ve never had a match before though.”

Rhea stalked toward you with a sinister smile on her face. She backed you against the wall, towering over you.

“Now everyone gets to see what a fragile little doll you are. I can’t wait for everyone to watch me break you.”

Her voice sent a shiver down your spine.

“And what if I win?” You asked bravely. She let out a chuckle.”

“Oh, baby, I’m gonna ruin you,” she said in your ear. Your stomach did a flip and you felt yourself growing wet at her words.

She left you in the locker room to deal with your feelings. You could really use a cold shower but there wasn’t enough time. You had to get ready for the show to start.

When your name was announced against Rhea, the crowd went wild. The energy between the two of you was electric and they could all feel it.

She stood across the ring from you, staring you down with a hunger in her eyes. The bell sounded and you began to dance around one another.

You decided to take initiative and make the first move. You tried to kick out her legs but she dodged you and knocked you down effortlessly.

You got back up and charged at her, only for her to knock you down once more. She was toying with you and you knew it.

Before you could get back up, Rhea scooped you up and held you high in the air, her head between your legs. She looked up at you with a smirk.

“What a pretty view,” she said, before slamming you down on the mat.

You groaned and rolled over onto your stomach, needing a moment to catch your breath. Rhea climbed on top of you and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back.

“Everyone’s watching, little one. They love when I throw you around like the doll you are.”

She quickly picked you up and folded you into a riptide, slamming you back down. She rolled you up and pinned you in her signature style, grinding her hips into your ass. She looked down at you with a smirk as she kept you in that position way after the three count had finished.

You were hurting for sure, but you had to admit that having Rhea manhandle you had turned you on.

You hobbled back to the locker room and decided it was time for that cold shower.

You grabbed a towel and chose the stall farthest from the door. The water soon hit your body and began to relax your frayed nerves.

Only a few minutes passed before you heard the door open. Footsteps were getting closer to you before the curtain of your stall was ripped open.

“Rhea!” You shrieked, trying to cover yourself up.

“Did you think you could get away from me that easily?” She asked, stepping under the stream, pressing you against the wall. “Cold shower, huh? Something got you hot and bothered?”

“N-no,” you lied. Her large hand wrapped around your throat.”

“Wanna try that again?”

“You, you have me hot and bothered.”

“That’s what I thought,” she smirked. With her free hand, she pinned yours above your head. She began to kiss and suck marks onto your neck, causing you to moan.

“Rhea, please,” you whined.

“So desperate for me already,” she chuckled. “I’m gonna take care of you, little one, don’t you worry.”

She slid a hand between your thighs and quickly found your clit with her fingers. She finally pressed her lips to yours in a searing kiss. Your head was spinning between feeling her lips and her fingers working wonders between your legs.

“I want you to cum for me, doll, make a mess on my hand,” she demanded.

A few more seconds with her fingers on your clit and your legs went weak beneath you. If it wasn’t for her having you pinned to the wall, you were sure you would’ve collapsed.

She swallowed your moans with a kiss and let you come down from your high slowly.

“I want you on your knees for me,” she said. You didn’t even question her as you sank down before her. She looked down at you with the biggest grin on her face.

“You’re gonna eat me out like a good girl, understand?”

“Yes,” you nodded. She threw a leg over your shoulder so you’d have better access. She reached down and threaded her fingers through your hair, pulling you flush with her pussy.

You licked a strip between her folds and she threw her head back. You focused on her clit, dipping into her entrance every now and again to gather more of her wetness. She tasted amazing and it caused you to moan.

“Are you enjoying this, doll? Such a good girl for me,” she sighed.

You could tell she was getting closer by the way her grip tightened on your hair. She began to fuck herself on your tongue and was quickly cumming, doing her best to quiet her moans.

She pulled you back up onto your feet and kissed you, wanting to taste herself on you.

“Fancy coming back to my place tonight? I’m not done ruining you yet,” she said, looking down at you, taking your smaller hand in hers.

“Only if you promise to stop calling me fragile.”

“We’ll see just how much you can handle then,” she said with a smirk. You knew you were in for a long night.

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[thefirstforgottenpages]

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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[ayvnari]

bloodied lips

rhea ripley x f!reader

After losing her fight, she seeks her girlfriend out to blow off some steam.

word count: 1.8k

(incomplete bc idk if its good)

18+!!

warnings : rhea taking her anger out on you, mean-ish rhea, cursing, smoking, mommy rhea, pure smut, oral r!recieving and r!giving, fingering r!recieving, teasing, edging, slight sadism/ masochism, thigh riding, bad girl good girl type, degredation/ praise kink, rough fucking, strap usage, cowgirl, mirror stuff, somewhat bratty reader, idk what else just really slutty

note: this is about the summer slam 2021, rhea ripley vs. nikki a.s.h vs. charlotte flair, also this is my first time writing smut that wasn't a jokey joke so erm!!! and theres barely any plot, mostly just smut bc.

if you asked me a year ago, i never would have imagined myself front row at the summer slam, but yet i was here.

i watched rhea walk into the ring, she practically demanded respect with her presence. and god knows i would give it to her. i couldn't believe i was watching my girlfriend walk into a ring.

of course, i've seen it plenty of times, but i could never get enough of it. and the best part was that she was always the most riled up after winning a good match.

but, what i didn't expect was the complete opposite. not only did she not win, she failed miserably. i winced at every blow she suffered, nikki and charlotte were not holding back.

everytime rhea looked at me in the crowd i blew her a kiss, that would usually pick her spirits up. but she was far too angry to care about me, or anyone for that matter, all she cared about was winning this fight.

after the fight, i waited back in her dressing room for rhea. i was sitting at her vanity, watching the next fight on the tv in the corner of the room. she walked in fuming.

curses spilled out of her mouth.

"that fucking bitch , using those cheesy ass moves , fucking bitch!" she yelled, her australian accent booming through the room. she kicked one of the chairs, before glaring at herself in the mirror.

i jumped as she kicked the chair, i furrowed my eyebrows. "rhea?" i said, my voice calm as i tried to hopefully calm her down.

she looked at me, but it wasn't the normal, loving look she gave me before the match, it was a death glare.

i gulped, before taking a deep breath. "lets calm down, okay? i mean... it cant be that bad." i smiled sheepishly. "there's always next ti-"

"no, there isn't a fucking next time y/n!" she yelled. " i spent fucking months training for this fight and i couldn't do shit, so don't tell me about next time, i don't need a fucking pep talk." rhea clenched her fists, running her hands over her head as she paced around the room.

i stayed quiet, looking down.

"get over here." she told me, i just looked up at her.

"i said, get the fuck over here, y/n. im not in a good mood." she said, wiping the blood off her lips as she stared at me, her voice eerily calm.

i got up from the vanity that i sat in, i looked up at rhea, she could be terrifying when she was pissed. i took small steps towards her, before she grabbed me by the back of my neck.

my eyes widened as she pulled me into a kiss. my face flushed a deep crimson as she bit my lip harshly. i was used to rhea being a bit rough, but i couldn't help but be surprised when i felt a sharp, burning pain on my lip, and blood trickled from my lip onto her own.

she pulled back, rubbing her thumb over my bottom lip, smudging the blood on my lips. she licked the blood of her lips, her eyes filled with anger and lust. almost as a warning of what was to come if i didn't obey her.

"take your clothes off." rhea demanded. my eyes widened. we had never done anything like this in such a public place, nevermind outside our bedroom. even if it was her dressing room, we both knew that her coach would be in here any minute now to reprimand her.

"rhea you can't be seri-"

"off. now."

i looked down, it was clear i wasn't gonna get a word in. "but-"

she grabbed me roughly. "y/n, im not in the fucking mood right now for your bratty shit. just do as i say, now take. it. off." i knew i should be scared of her, but the wetness in my panties were telling me otherwise.

i knew i shouldn't tease her, but i couldn't help myself. i turned my head to the side and crossed my arms.

"no."

rhea's eyes turned a dark shade of red, she growled. "what the hell do you mean, 'no'?!" she yelled. my eyes widened at her tone, gosh she was such a turn on when she was angry.

"i said no! i don't wanna, i wanna finish watching the fight." i huffed, before sitting down on a nearby couch, ignoring rhea entirely. i could practically feel her staring at the back of my head, her eyes like lazers.

i heard her breathing increase, i was surprised steam wasn't coming out of her ears. i knew she wasn't gonna let this behavior slide, and that only excited me more.

i heard rhea walk out, slamming the door behind her. she was pissed.

by the time we got back into her car to leave, rhea couldn't keep her eyes off of me, she was practically begging for my attention, and i didn't listen to her.

"y/n. look at me." she demanded, she was still pissed about her fight, and even more pissed that i wasn't paying her any mind.

"you know what? okay." that was all rhea said. my eyes widened and i looked at her, but rhea was already pulling out of the parking space.

did i fuck up? no.

i looked at the smirk that adorned her face, she had something planned, and i was completely unprepared.

the second we got back to her apartment, she pushed me up against the wall and gripped my hair, pulling my head to look at her. she gripped me tight, i winced in pain, her large hand was a blessing and a cruse. i felt her hand unbuckle my belt and unzipping my jeans. she roughly stuck her hands into my jeans, her large, calloused fingers tracing me through my panties.

i let out a shaky breath. "rhea..." i whined, i couldn't ignore her when her hands were on me, it was impossible.

"shut the fuck up." rhea glared at me. "you wanted to be a fucking brat? i'll treat you like a brat." she scoffed, a smirk played at her lips. if i weren't so turned on i probably would have punched her.

she wrapped her large hands around my waist, and picked me up like i weighed nothing. she threw me over the shoulder and took me to our bedroom.

she pushed me into the room, standing me in front of the large closet mirror.

"look at me." her voice caught me off guard and my eyes caught hers in the mirror, i felt a shiver run down my back as she glared at me.

she smirked, and started unbuckling my jeans, pulling them down roughly. they pooled at my feet as she forced a hand in my underwear, her calloused fingers running over my slit.

"god, fucking slut..." she cooed. i closed my eyes, and she bit my ear roughly. "you've been acting like such a bitch all day, you wanted this didn't you?"

i looked at her in the mirror, pleading for her to touch me. every touch of hers felt like heaven, and i needed more.

she scoffed. "what do you want?" she raised her chin up, tilting her head. god, i loved when she did that.

my words caught in my throat, i felt her thumb slowly graze my skin, and I felt my knees become weak.

"use your words." her voice was husky and demanding.

"i... i..." my words didn't seem to want to come out of my mouth.

rhea began to get frustrated, she pulled her hand out of my underwear, and gripped my waist, pulling it towards her. she roughly pushed me against the mirror, her hands the only things holding me up as my cheek smushed against the glass.

my heavy breath fogged up the mirror, as I looked back towards rhea, whos grinded her hips against me. "tell me what you want." she repeated, her hand inching up my shirt before roughly gripping one of my breasts.

i let out a surprised yelp. "rhea... i... i want you... please..." i begged, my voice was hoarse and whiny, i wasn't proud of it but at this point i couldn't care less.

"im pissed, y/n." she growled. "i wanted you to help me, and instead you gave me back talk then completely ignored me. do you really expect me to touch you?" she said, her voice was mocking, i could practically hear her smirk.

i should be mad, but i couldn't help the wet spot that formed on my underwear.

rhea let out a groan of frustration, sitting on the bed. she was manspreading as she glared at me, leaning back on her arms.

"so do it yourself."

my breath hitched at her words. "rhea... please i can't-"

"do it. you really wanna keep pissing me off?" she threatened.

i let out a small sigh, my eyes glazed over. she pulled me down on her leg, looking up at me.

i bit my lip, looking at her. her words repeated in my head

do you really wanna keep pissing me off?

my cooter wooter ached at her words. i moved my hips, moving them back and forth on her thigh.

i bit my lip and let out a soft moan.

she sat there watching me, clearly amused by the predicament she put me in.

I held onto her shoulders, rutting my hips on her thigh, the feeling of her denim jeans drove me crazy. god, and that look in her eye. it made me feel so powerless.

i felt that familiar knot in my stomach, i hid my face in the nook of her neck. i rocked my hips, they began to ache as i tried to chase my high.

"rhea... please... im so close... im gonna-" i was suddenly knocked off balance by rhea bouncing her leg, my orgasm fading away from me.

"i don't think you deserve it." rhea said, glaring at me.

i looked up at her, my lip trembling. "rhea please... i'll do anything!" i cried into her chest.

rhea sighed, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her back pocket and lighting it, she took a drag and blew it in my face, her black lipstick staining the paper casing.

"go get it." she said, before taking another drag, the tip of the cigarette lighting a bright red as she did.

i felt relief at those words, was she gonna finally give me what i wanted?

i got up from her lap, my legs shaky from my previous denial, my core still aching from the loss. i opened the closet, and picked up a box. i opened it, pulling out a large, black, 7inch strap-on.

i practically drooled at the thought of rhea ruining me with it.

i walked back over to her, she snatched it out of my hand, before pulling down her jeans, she put it on and looked at me.

she grabbed me by my hair, pushing me down between her legs. she pushed it against my lips, practically growling at me.

"suck it."

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i cant finish this just take this i dont know if it's good or not so erm!

#rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x you #wwe rhea ripley #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #rhea ripley imagine #rhea ripley smut #rhea ripley fanfiction #bro its not even done #its so bad #wtf

[wwerhea]

A FLOWER BORN IN HEAT.

pairing. rhea ripley x fem!reader

synopsis. rhea fucks you.

tags. this is literally just smut. dom!rhea. sub!reader. blurb vibes. wlw.

warnings. eighteen plus — sexual content, penetration (strap use), dirty talk, mommy kink.

“God, you’re such a good girl for me. Aren’t you, baby?” Rhea purred clearly content with the view. It was all she needed all fucking week. The sweet honey located between your thighs. She dreamed of it. Having to fuck herself with the vibrator you gifted her but, at the end of it, she was only whining for you. 

Now, she finally was where she was dying to be. Strong hands gripped your hips, nails digging into the delicate skin. “You’re being so loud tonight, babygirl. Did you miss Mami?” 

The only thing you could offer was soft yes, unable to utter anything else. Her pace was ruthless, fucking into you, the strap she wore filled you to the hilt. 

“This pussy is mine. Isn’t it, babygirl?” Rhea laughed cynically as you whined. 

Moving a free hand, she pressed on your lower back, face buried in the silk sheets as she fucked you within an inch of your life. 

“It’s all yours, forever baby.” You admitted freely, only stating what was true. There was no one else you’d ever want to be with again. You weren’t even sure if she could hear you, face flush against the pillow. 

She fucking loved it. Knowing you were hers, knowing you needed her — begging for her. The possessiveness in her took over, pulling you up as your back rested against her chest. Playing with your nipples as she fucked up into you. 

Rhea’s lips found purchase on your neck, nipping at your sweet spot as you rested your head against her shoulder. “Rhea, I’m so close. God.” 

“God can’t save you now, only Mami can.” She brought her thumb until it rested on your bottom lip and instructed you, “Suck, baby girl.” 

Willingly accepting the invitation, your tongue swirled around her thumb before letting off with a pop. She found purchase on your clit as her pace settled into a brutal pace. 

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Mami’s good, little slut. Taking my cock, splitting this sweet pussy, giving to you just like you like it.” You felt her breath kiss your neck as she whispered in your ear, bringing you closer to where you craved to be. 

“Mami knows just how to take care of you. Pretty baby like you just needs a strong Mami. Are you going to be a good girl and come for me?” Her pace was more than you could take, but she gave it to you anyway. 

Hard and fast, her thumb playing your clit like a fiddle — one she knew every tune to. She needs to feel your body convulse against her, the soft cries of Rhea she knew would slip out. Once she’d punish you for later. 

“Shit — yes Rhea — shit, shit, shit. Mami, I-I’m coming, fuuuck.” 

Her strong arms kept you up as your body threatened to fall over. The blinding pleasure shot up your spine and straight to your core as Rhea eased you through it. Filthy, pure hot shots of your cum soaked the dildo as she continued to fuck you through it. 

“Yeah, that’s it, baby girl. Give it all to me.” She wished she could feel the pulse of your pussy, how it clenched around the dildo. She knew it did. 

She slapped your ass, wanting to hear you whimper once more, and it was like you were on autopilot. 

“Rhea, please.” A small squeak you managed to release, until she was setting her pace again. As if she knew what your body craved, regardless of how spent you felt. 

“Let’s see how many times Mami can make you come tonight, baby girl.” She laughed before letting you go, and you were once again face first into the silk at your lover’s mercy.

#no other explanation than i was in a mood to write smut #a peace offering until i’m finished with the fic i’m writing bc she’s getting a bit longer than i was expecting 🫣 #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x fem!reader #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x female reader #wwe judgement day #judgement day fic #rhea ripley fanfiction #rhea ripley blurb #rayne writes

[mamisfavmosherz]

Hello. I hope your doing well. I would like to request a Rhea Ripley X Pregnant Reader where reader and Rhea is planning a gender reveal and Choose to do it live on Monday Night Raw as reader is about to take maternity leave and is very emotional cause the wwe has been her dream since she was little girl so she ends up celebrating with the wwe universe and the locker rooms. If not I'll understand. Thanks you 😊

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, Fluffy

A/n: I'm so sorry this took me so long. My brain was malfunctioning on how to even start this lol. Honestly idek if i like this, but I hope this is somewhat what you wanted! 😭

Masterlist , WWE Masterlist

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Big Dreams Let To This

You were in bed with Rhea, facing upwards the back of your head laying on her chest, her hand gently rubbing your belly. You were about 19 weeks pregnant and had just gotten the gender of your baby but had asked your doctor not to tell you, so you had the envelope with the gender on the bedside table. You and Rhea had been cuddling trying to decide how to do this gender reveal. You thought about doing it as a small gathering with both of your families and friends, but that just didn’t feel right for you guys. There was also the fact that all of your friends were wrestle and barely had any time off, Rhea also didn’t have that much time off, and to get both your families here at a time were everyone was free was harder than one would think. You also wanted to include the fans in some way, but you weren’t sure how.

“Well baby why don’t we just do it Monday at Raw ? All of our friends will be there and the show is where your parents live” Rhea suggested a smile on her face before she even said it. Your eyes immediately lit up at the idea. You would have everything you wanted, your friends and family, you would get to do it at a wrestling show, which has been your entire life sense you were a little girl, the people you do this for -other than yourself - the fans, would be there. It was perfect, well almost, there was no way Rhea’s family was gonna be able to make it for Raw in time.

"What about your family ? We can't do this without them... this isn't just about me. It's about us and our family." you said with a small smile on your face, your eyes a little glossy as this perfect idea didn't seem as perfect anymore.

Rhea lightly kissed your head a smile on her face, which made you frown, wondering why she would be smiling right now. "Well, my sweet girl, I already saved them tickets to the show, and their on their way right now. They should be lading tomorrow morning" you eyes lit up like Christmas lights a big smile adorning your face.

Rhea had already planned it out beforehand. She had the idea of doing the gender reveal at Raw for a little while, but she wasn't sure how you would react. Either way, whether that idea ended up happening or you did it another way, she knew the gender reveal was happening this week, so she bought her parents and sister plane tickets to where this week's show was happening and saved them Raw tickets just incase. Her family was gonna ride with you guys and stay at your house for the week either way so no matter your preference, Rhea knew it was going to work out.

You didn't even question her. You were just happy this was gonna happen the way you never ever knew you needed it to happen. You turned your head a little a kissed Rhea softly but passionately. You slowly sperated putting your foreheads together your eyes starting to get teary.

"What's wrong, lovely ?" You softly chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. "These are happy tears. I can't believe this happening"

Next Monday night, you were backstage sitting in the judgments club house. Damian and Dom were sitting beside you, Finn was sitting on the floor stretching, getting ready for his match, which was happening before your announcement. Rhea was making sure both your families were settled before coming back to the clubhouse.

"Fams all good, you guys ready ?" The boys all nodded and stood up, getting their final stretches in before the had to go out there. Rhea went over to you and helped you get up before holding your hand and giving you a quick kiss.

"When the match is over and it's just us in the ring, you can come out, okay ? Not before that, though, please, I don't want you getting hurt, either of you, " Rhea said before bending down and kissing you belly, then kissing your forehead. You smiled and nodded, loving Rhea's caring side. You wished her and the boys good luck before they walked out when their theme song started. You stayed behind in gorilla watching the match and waiting for your que to come out.

The match had been intense, Dom, Damian, and Rhea getting involved when they could without the Ref seeing and helping Finn get the win. Once their song started playing and all four of them stood in the middle of the ring celebrating, you got closer to the curtains, ready to go out there. You were nervous but also very excited.

"Well, well, well, would you look at that ? another win for the judgment day." Rhea said before doing her evil laugh. Some people cheered while others booed. Damian continued saying how everyone needed to Rise for the judgment day, Finn celebrated his win, saying they were the most dominant faction in all of wwe. Dom tried to talk but wasn't able to beacuse of the boos. Rhea shouted into the mic, telling the wwe universe to shut up, not only because of their stupid booing for Dom but also because they had another celebration to be had. At that, the crowd calmed down and started listening.

In that moment, your theme song started blasting, and you came out with a microphone in hand. People started cheering as they hadn't seen you in a while with you being on leave. Rhea sat on the second rope and held your hand, helping you climb in. You smiled at her and walked to the middle of the ring surrounded by your Judgment Day Family. You took a deep breath and listened to people cheering your name, your eyes already watering thanks to those damn hormones.

"I love you guys... I love you and this job so much... which is why I- no, we are here to share some big news with ya'll" you said, holding Rhea's hand.

"This industry has been a big part of my life sense I was little girl, and it will always be a big part of my life and now it's gonna be a big part of our babies life. This is why I wanted to share our babies gender here, surrounded by my family, my friends, you guys, the fans, inside a wwe ring. " Your face was already covered in tears thinking about your baby and how much you're gonna do so they have the best life you can possibly give them. Everyone started cheering just as excited to know the baby's gender as you were.

"Mami... wanna do the honors. " Rhea smiled before walking over to the ropes where the Pyro guys were handing her a remote, which controlled the pryo in the arena. You took a deep breath before everyone started counting down. "3... 2... 1..." Rhea pressed the button and pink Pyro, and confetti started going all around the Arena. You started crying and hugged Rhea, the boys gave you guys a moment before also joining in on the family hug.

After celebrating with the wwe universe you went backstage with Rhea and the boys. Right as you passed through the curtains all your friends were there congratulating you and giving you hugs. This was perfect, all you needed now was to see your family.

"Babe the boys are gonna get changed really quickly and then we can go find our fams and go out for dinner okay?" Rhea said once you were able to get away to a more quite area now that all the congrats had been given. You nodded and gave her a bright smile before waiting for them all to get ready.

Once everyone was ready you all meet with yours and Rheas families for dinner. You all talked and ate for a few hours. There sitting with your family - both blood and soul - you smiled. Your babygirl would be spoiled that for sure, but you wouldn't want it any other way. You were gonna give her the best life and you wouldn't wanna do it with anyone else than the people surrounding you and it's all thanks to a little girl with a big dream of getting to the wwe.

#rhea ripley fanfiction #rhea ripley x reader #the judgement day #rhea ripley #wwe fanfiction #fem x fem #rhea ripley x fem reader

[mamisfavmosher]

you’ll regret it // rhea ripley x fem!reader

this idea has been rotting in my brain for a lil while, so here you go...

Minors DNI!!!!

Warnings: smut, overstimulation, crying, slightly dark!Rhea, slight poly with other judgment day members, slight humiliation, swearing, hitting, light bondage, sex toys.  let me know if I missed any.

Summary: you’re in for a punishment after giving Rhea some attitude.

NOT PROOFREAD

Reader’s POV

Rhea had worked hard over the past few weeks, training you to win your match against Raquel Rodriguez. She was a powerhouse and Rhea knew you would need extra training to win against the stronger and taller woman. Rhea had deemed herself the perfect candidate to train you as she had tag teamed with Raquel in the past and knew how to counter most, if not all, of her moves. You and Rhea had poured every ounce of energy into the last few training sessions, so much so that Rhea was sure you were going to win. 

But that didn’t happen. Raquel had used a move that Rhea didn’t put you through in training, causing your mind to blank for a few seconds and allowing her to take the win. Needless to say, Rhea was fuming. She had been cheering you on ringside and roughly yanked you out of the ring after the bell had been rung. You could feel the anger radiating off of her and refused to meet her fiery gaze. She dragged you backstage and practically threw you into the dressing room. Slamming the door behind her, Rhea stood in front of it and crossed her arms over her chest, giving you an icy glare. You knew she wasn’t going to speak first, her anger already on the verge of exploding from her.

“Rhea-” You dared to make eye contact with her and immediately regretted it, looking down at your shoes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t-”

“You’re sorry?” Rhea cut you off. “Sorry for what? How you wasted weeks of my time training you for a match that you lost within 15 minutes? Or how you misrepresented The Judgment Day? Huh?” She slightly raised her voice and took a few steps toward you. 

“I didn’t mean to!” You attempted to defend yourself.

“I don’t give a shit that you didn’t mean to! You lost the fucking match!” Rhea was now close enough to be looking down at you.

“Well, it’s not exactly my fault that you didn’t train me well enough! I didn’t see that move once during our sessions!” Your eyes widened as you spoke, but you couldn’t stop the defensive response. You watched in fear as the deadliest of expressions crossed her face.

“The hell did you just say to me?” Her threat came out as a whisper, twice as venomous. You attempted to take a step back, but she was quick to grab you by your neck and hold you in place. “Say it again. I dare you.” Her hand squeezed and you knew it was in your best interest to stay silent. You simply shook your head as best as you could and she released your neck from her vice grip. Rhea looked away for a split second and you took that chance to try and turn away from her, but she was too angry at the moment to let you get away so quickly. 

Her hand fisted in your hair and yanked you back to face her, tilting your head up to look at her face. Before you even had time to blink, her free hand came up and slapped you. Not hard enough to leave an impacting mark, but enough to leave a burning sting to remind you who was in charge. 

“If you ever speak to me like that again, you’ll regret it.” She threatened you as her grip on your hair tightened, daring you to fight back. You weakly shoved at her chest to get her to loosen her grip on you, but she didn’t budge. 

“Let go of me! It hurts!” You reached up to try and pry Rhea’s hand out of your hair as you complained.

“You should’ve won the match!” She taunted you, an evil smile on her face as you clawed at her hand.

“You’re such a bitch sometimes...” You huffed out, not prepared for the consequences. Almost immediately, her hand moved from your hair and closed around your throat again, her free hand slapping across your face with immense force. You felt your eyes water from the impact. “Mami-” You started.

“Shut up.” Rhea spit the words out like venom. “I told you you’d regret it if you talked to me like that again.” She forcefully backed you up and shoved you onto the couch, yanking and pulling your ring gear off until you were completely bare. You simply whimpered and watched in silent fear of what was to come. “Lay down.” She pointed to the top of the coffee table in front of the couch as she rummaged through a bag on the floor. 

You did as you were told, afraid of angering her further. The table was hard against the back of your head, but you knew better than to complain right now. Rhea pulled out some rope and a vibrator, setting the items on the floor next to the table. You turned your head to watch what she was doing as she grabbed the rope and started tying one of your legs to the leg of the table. The hard edges of the table were digging into the back of your leg as she tugged and pulled with the rope.

“It kinda hurts...” You said softly in hopes that there was still some sense of humanity left in Rhea. She only tightened the rope in response, causing you to wince.

“Get over it. You’ll be up here for a while.” Her reply was blunt and aggressive. You shut your eyes tightly, attempting to block out the pain when she tied your other leg to the table using the same amount of force. She swiftly moved around the table to bind your wrists together, attaching the rope somewhere under the table so your arms were bent back. You winced at the pain. 

Rhea moved back to where she had set the vibrator down and picked it up while turning it on to a medium level, placing and angling it right onto your clit. You immediately let out a moan as the vibrations hit the bundle of nerves, closing your eyes at the pleasure. Rhea sat down on the couch to enjoy the view. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through your body and left you a moaning mess in front of the dominant woman.

“Mami, I- I’m gonna cum!” You gasped out as you attempted to arch your back off the table.

“I don’t want to hear your pathetic begging, slut. Go ahead and cum. This is only the first orgasm of many.” Rhea said with an irritated tone. She pulled out her phone to pass time and lifted her legs to rest them on your stomach, crossing her feet comfortably. A loud moan from you rang out within the room as your orgasm rushed through your body, your breathing heavy and deep. You let out a yelp as Rhea reached over and turned the vibrator on to the highest level. She got comfortable again and scrolled through her phone as you squirmed from the uncomfortable vibrations. 

It felt like hours that you were tied to the table to endure orgasm after orgasm as Rhea watched with a sadistic smile. Tears rolled down your face as you moaned through another orgasm.

“Mami, please! Please turn it off! I can’t-” A small sob left your mouth when the vibrations continued on your oversensitive clit. “No more... please.” You whimpered. A low chuckle could be heard from Rhea and you looked up at her with more tears rolling down your cheeks. She had removed her legs from resting on your stomach and was sitting up, leaning her elbows on her knees to get closer to you. 

“Look who’s the bitch now. Whining and crying for Mami to stop pleasuring you. You’re so ungrateful.” She snarled before reaching over to grab the vibrator, pressing it harder against you and rubbing it up and down your slit. “C’mon, use your manners, little slut. Thank me.” A smirk rose on her lips as her torture caused you to cry out. You bit your lip to try and distract yourself from the discomfort. “I said, thank me.” You felt the knot in your stomach that was now painfully close to unravelling once again, your mouth staying shut as the next orgasm rolled through you. “Thank me or I’ll call the boys in to watch the rest of your punishment play out.” Her words caused your eyes to widen and a whimper to leave your mouth. Unfortunately, she took that as your answer. “Fine, have it your way.” She placed the vibrator back down on the table so that it was still touching you and started typing on her phone.

Not long after, as you writhed and sobbed in overstimulation on top of the table, there was a knock on the door. Rhea finished strapping something to her thigh and moved to open the door for the boys.

“Hey, guys. Come on in.” She held the door open for them as they filed in and smirked at the sight of you.

“What’d she do to deserve this?” Damien asked with a chuckle.

“She gave me attitude. Clearly, the little brat needs some humiliation.” Rhea cracked her knuckles as she spoke with the boys. “You guys are just here to watch for now, but if she tries any more attitude, you all can join in on the fun.” She said the last part louder to make sure you heard her. You were still sobbing from the painful vibrations on your cunt, but you shut your eyes to try and block out the watchful gazes of the men who were now seated near you. 

“Mami...” You whimpered out. She ignored you and moved to turn off the vibrator, starting to untie you from the table. Once you were free, she stood you up and you instantly turned away from the guys.

“There’s no use in hiding, little one. That pretty little pussy will be all spread open for us at some point.” Priest snickered and the other two nodded in agreement. Rhea smiled in amusement before sitting on the couch and pulling you toward her by your hips. You looked down at her lap and noticed that she had strapped a tentacle grinder to her thigh. Instantly, your eyes widened and you shook your head frantically.

“Mami, please! Please don’t make me...” You cried out once you knew what she was going to make you do.

“C’mon, baby. That pussy isn’t gonna grind itself. Come here.” Rhea patted her thigh and you begrudgingly sat down on her leg, making sure you didn’t sit on the grinder before you had to. The dominant woman gave you a pointed look before shoving your hips back so you were sitting on the textured silicone. You instantly moved off the grinder when her hands let go and circled your arms around her neck in an attempt to find comfort from her punishing ways. Rhea sighed as she felt your tears wet her neck, her hands coming up to softly stroke your back for a few seconds. “Babydoll...” She let you cry for a few more seconds. “You brought this punishment onto yourself. You’re gonna have to take it.” With that said, she pushed your hips back onto the silicone and moved them slightly back and forth to start the motion. You cried even more at the feeling of the textures running over your swollen clit. 

“No, no, no, no.” You shook your head and frantically wiped away the swiftly falling tears. “I can’t, Mami, please! It hurts...” You sniffled and held onto her wrists so she wouldn’t move your hips anymore. Rhea let out a huff of annoyance and forcefully shoved your hips back so that your clit harshly rubbed over the tentacle texture, causing you to yelp and attempt to close your legs. 

“Okay. Since you wanna be such a pathetic little bitch, we’ll do it like this. I want you to grind like this for five minutes without stopping. If you stop, I’ll start the timer over. When the timer goes off, we’ll switch it up a bit, okay?” You hesitantly nodded your head and watched as she set the timer on her phone. “Go ahead and start, baby.” She clicked the start button on the timer and you slowly and gently moved your hips back and forth, tears cascading down your cheeks. 

“I think she could do better than that, Mami.” Dominik said with a smirk. Rhea shot a glare in his direction.

“Quiet, Dom. You can have a say when she’s done with this.” Rhea snarled. She gripped one of your hips and applied pressure so you felt more of the texture which caused you to wince. 

“Mami...” You whimpered and rested your forehead on her shoulder as she kept your hips going. 

“Keep going, hun. You wanna be Mami’s good little girl don’t you?” She grabbed your hair and pulled you away from her shoulder, her hand then moving to grip your jaw as you nodded. “We gotta make sure you get rid of that attitude, then.” The minutes felt like hours, but eventually, the timer finished and Rhea let you move further up her leg off of the grinder. Weakly clinging to her broad frame, you let your tears soak her shirt as you evened your breathing. She stroked a warm hand over your back as you calmed down. “Alright, bub. We’re gonna switch it up now. Boys, you have her for five minutes. Try to focus on her clit.” With that said, Rhea lead you over to the three men and left to go rummage through her bag on the other side of the room.

“C’mere, chica.” Dom pulled you down to lay on the couch where the three guys were previously sitting. Before you knew what was happening, Dom was holding your wrists together and Finn was spreading your legs. Damien quickly got to work on running his fingers through your arousal, his thumb focusing on circling your clit. He used both hands to spread your folds, letting a drop of his spit fall before rubbing it in. Your body twitched and jerked from the overstimulation, but that didn’t stop the boys. They each took a turn covering your pussy in glistening spit, refusing to rub it in so they could watch it drip down through your folds. 

“Time’s up, guys. Back off.” The men let go of you and watched as Rhea bent down to get a closer look at your spit-covered cunt. She let out a satisfied hum before harshly slapping your pussy and blocking your legs from closing. You let out a small yell at the cruel surprise, the sound of a wet slap resounding throughout the room. Her hand stretched your skin taut in order to get a better aim and slapped you again with just as much force. Squealing at the pain, you attempted to shut your legs and kick away from her, successfully shoving her shoulder away. Rhea sent you a death glare and immediately looked toward Damien. “Priest, hold her down.” Damien moved behind you and grabbed your legs, forcing them open and away from Rhea.

“No! No, please, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to kick you! Please...” Tears welled up in your eyes again as Rhea didn’t even look at you. Instead, she repeatedly brought her hand down hard on your clit, not stopping to give you a break. She watched with a sadistic smile as your body writhed with every slap and your yells rang loud in the air. Her hand started alternating between slapping and rubbing your clit.

“I want you to cum one more time and you can be done.” She glanced up at you to see you silently shaking your head, your lips wobbling to keep sobs in.

“I can’t... No more, please.” You sobbed.

“You can and you will if you ever want me to stop.” Rhea moved her fingers even faster and you felt the painful knot in your stomach once again. “You’re almost there, I can tell.” She bent down and sucked harshly on your clit, lightly  nibbling on it here and there. All the different sensations caused the knot to unravel and you came with Mami swirling her tongue through your slit. She left a kiss on your clit and lifted her head to plant a kiss on your lips, her fingers gently circling your clit to get you all the way through your orgasm. Damien freed your legs and sat beside you to stroke your hair.

“Mami-” You shut your eyes tight at the feeling of irritation and sensitivity.

“I know, baby. I know.” She shushed you and pulled you onto her lap, hugging you to her chest tightly. “You did so good, pretty girl.” She held your face and planted soft kisses where your tear streaks were. “So good for Mami.” A weak smile played on your lips at the praise before you broke down into tears again due to your tingling pussy. You cried into Rhea’s shoulder, feeling safe and protected in her embrace.

“I’m sorry, Mami. I swear I won’t ever be mean to you again.” You said with a pout and perked up as you received a sweet smile from her.

“You better not, or it’ll be worse than this.” She lectured you. “Alright, hun. Let’s get you home so we can clean you up and go to bed. How’s that sound, sweet girl?” Rhea wiped away any more stray tears and smugly watched as you hugged the boys goodbye, Dom giving you a quick little spank when he embraced you causing you to yelp. He let out a chuckle before the three of them headed out.

“I’m proud of you, babydoll. I really am.” Rhea gave you a loving smile and helped you get dressed. “C’mon, let’s head home.”

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[theworldofotps]

Recording It All (NSFW)

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Reader Word Count: 1,356 Description: Rhea comes to you with a request, she wants to record some intimate moments between the two of you.

Part Two

Warning: Smut, fingering, recording of sexual activities. _________ Tag list:  @omg-im-such-a-masochist @melissahausen @new-zealand-chic @writtingrose @sjwrites22 @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @rebellious-desires @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 @auburnwrites @aews-four-pillars @seeingstarks @whenimakeitshine1234 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @blaquekitty @ironshamelessyouth @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @melblacc @alliwant456 @elevennbloom @xbreezymeadowsmunsonx @mcreignsera

If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. _________ When Rhea mentioned wanting to talk to you about something important after she got back from her house shows over the weekend. It left you feeling just a little bit anxious. She normally just told you what she wanted to talk about but today she withheld it. So, you spent the whole evening trying to distract yourself as you waited for your girlfriend to return home. When her car finally pulled into the driveway you ran to the door to greet her. 

“Hi babe.” 

You smiled, kissing her lips after she set her bag down hugging you tightly. 

“Hey love.” 

Rhea kissed your temple as the two of you chatted and made your way into the kitchen then up to your room so she could unpack her bag. Sitting on the bed you wait listening as she spoke about her trip.

“So you wanted to talk about something?”

“Yes, I did. I’m just not sure how you’re going to react to it because it may sound a bit weird. It’s nothing bad, and if you want to say no that is totally fine as well. I won’t be upset.”

“Ree just tell me what it is please you’re worrying me a little.”

You say taking her hand as she sits down beside you on the bed, you hadn’t seen her like this since you two first started dating and she asked you to stay the night. Rubbing her hands along her jeans she looked at the floor.

“This weekend while the guys and I were traveling we played this game where we asked each other questions. It was like sip it or spit it something like that. Anyway, one of the questions Dom asked Damian was if he had ever recorded any moments in the bedroom. He gave his answer then all three of them were sort of sharing stories. Well not so much Dom but definitely Damian and Finn.”

Rhea explained as she looked over at you, she needed to be able to see your expression. To know if there was even a fraction of a chance you may be okay with what she was about to ask.

“It got me thinking and I was wondering if we could do that. I have an old camera we could record on. So, we wouldn’t have to worry about it getting leaked, but I just thought it sounded kinda hot.”

If you tried to guess what she wanted to ask this probably wouldn’t even have entered your mind. Sitting there for a few moments you search her face. Rhea was getting a little anxious that maybe she had overstepped. Opening her mouth to tell you to forget it you speak. 

“That does sound kind of interesting, and it could be fun maybe to watch back together or when one of us is home alone?” 

You questioned biting your lip as you offered her a smile. 

“Wait seriously?” 

Nodding you laugh as she jumps up kissing you deeply before rushing off to find her camera. Slipping off the bed you let out a shaky breath as you dim the lights just slightly. 

“Took me a minute but I found it.”

Rhea spoke as she walked back into the bedroom turning the camera on. She smiled at you, placing it on the nightstand and aiming it at the bed. Making her way to you Rhea pressed a soft kiss against your lips. 

“If you want to stop at any time, please just tell me.”

She whispers to you, smiling as you nod your head wrapping your arms around her. Bringing her down to meet your lips in a kiss. Rhea backed you towards the large bed laughing at the squeal that left you when you suddenly toppled back. Scrambling towards the headboard you laid on your back watching as Rhea crawled up the bed like an animal hunting its prey. Kissing your knee, Rhea removed your top and bra, her lips pressing against your skin as she got behind you. Settling yourself between her legs, you turned and pressed your back to her chest.

“Are you ready?”

She asked wanting to be sure that you were still okay with this all.

“Yes.” 

You whispered feeling a little excited when you glanced over to see the red record light was on. Reaching over Rhea picked the camera up, holding it in her left hand as her right slipped down into your sweats. Your hips lift so you can slide them down together, your body was already trembling in anticipation as Rhea left wet open mouth kisses along your shoulder. 

“Fuck princess, look at how needy you are, I can already see the wet patch on your underwear. You really do like the idea of us recording this.” 

Zooming in on your bright red panties Rhea slides her fingers down your stomach tracing a familiar path. Feeling the soft skin that she had felt against her face and fingers so many times before. Your legs part almost automatically for her as her hand moved down closer to where you needed her most. Pulling the fabric to the side Rhea made sure to get the perfect view of her fingers slipping knuckle deep into your cunt. The cool metal of her rings made you tremble slightly, soft moans falling from your lips as her fingers started moving. Filling you over and over again, not quite touching your clit just yet. She wanted you to beg and whimper for her to touch you there. The sounds of your sweet moans always got her worked up. 

“You’re already so wet for me baby, look at how your wetness glistens on my fingers.”

Her voice was thick with lust as she held her fingers up for you and the camera to see, licking her fingers Rhea moaned. The taste of you coating her tongue, her fingers filled you once again and finally you begged.

“Babe please I need you.”

“What do you need?”

Whimpers leave your mouth as she slowly works her fingers up towards your clit but leaves it untouched. Licking your dry lips your mind was clouded with arousal.

“Make me cum please. I want to feel your fingers against my- ohh.”

Your words are cut off into a moan as her thumb rubs against your clit starting in slow circles that had your head falling back into her chest. Rhea made sure to pan the camera up to your face to capture every moment of your impending orgasm. The sound of her fingers in your pussy could be heard lightly filling the room. A smirk crossed the Aussie’s face as your walls began to clench around her fingers. Your moans grew louder as she worked faster, her lips pressed kisses to your neck as she whispered dirty things in your ear.

“You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now, feeling your sweet pussy clenching around my fingers. Feeling how your wetness is dripping along my fingers. I want you to be a good girl y/n and cum for me.”

Whimpers fell from your parted lips as that familiar feeling of delicious pressure started building in your stomach. A tingling sensation went through you as Rhea worked your cunt and clit at a fast pace, her lips attached to your neck as you cried out her name. Your orgasm suddenly hit, causing your body to tremble in her hold as your vision darkened. The sound of your moans and your heart pounded in your ears. 

Rhea made sure to capture every moment, one of her favorite things was watching you cum. You felt your body go limp as you began to come down from the high, panting softly. Rhea removed her fingers causing you to whine at being empty. Watching her lick her fingers clean made your legs clench ever so slightly as her eyes filled with lust. 

“You’ve made a mess princess. I think it’s only fair if you let me clean it up.”

A wicked smirk crossed her face as she set the camera to the side, this time her face was buried between your legs.

#wwe #rhea ripley #rhea x reader #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley fanfiction #WxW

[itsrheasgirl]

Okay, but in the light of the recents events can you write some angst? Rhea and reader are close friends for years and had always been affectionate and caring towards each other.

After Rhea’s boyfriend proposed to her there’s a party to celebrate the occasion and accidentally Rhea hears a conversation between reader and another wrestler (who only knows about readers feelings for Rhea). The wrestler is asking how is the reader coping and does she regret never telling Rhea about her true feelings to which the R answers that she was never Rhea’s choice and all she wants is to see her happy even if that means never knowing what could have been between them. When Rhea hears that she’s completely shocked and broken because she too was hiding her feelings because she never thought that anything between her and her friend can ever happen.

You can continue it however you feel like, but with happy ending between the two of them please

HAPPILY (N)EVER AFTER - PART 1

RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER

WORD COUNT: 4,653

SUMMARY: WHEN RHEA TELLS YOU SHE’S GETTING MARRIED, YOU FIND YOURSELF IN THE ARMS OF A FRIEND AND FALLING APART AT THE SEAMS DURING HER ENGAGEMENT PARTY. BUT WILL IT END WITH A HAPPY EVER AFTER?

TW: ANGSTY.

- - - -

— I’M ENGAGED! 🙈

You couldn’t take your eyes off the text message as it sat in the center of your phone screen, a sharp pain driving into your chest as your breath held itself tightly in your throat. Rhea was getting married.

It had come as no surprise to you. You knew the day would come that Rhea’s boyfriend would finally propose, taking the one person you cared about the most in the world away from you and yet you still couldn’t convince yourself to breathe.

“Rhea’s engaged.”

You almost whispered over to Sonya as you both bent forward into downward dog, the dagger in your chest tightening as those two words played over and over in your subconscious. You didn’t want to say the words out loud but you couldn’t stop them, your form faltering as you heard the female beside you gasp.

Sonya dropped out of position instantly and sat cross legged on her yoga mat with a grin from ear to ear, the words coming from between her lips in a high pitched tone.

“I’m sorry what!”

You didn’t want to have to repeat yourself, the words tasted like copper in your mouth and saying them again out loud would hurt you even more the second time.

Lowering your position back down onto your knees, you sit back and exhale a shallow breath. Sonya knew all about how you’d spent the last few years pining after Rhea, ever since you’d been pulled up to the big leagues from NXT. She knew how you’d left every event Rhea had attended with her boyfriend miserable because she’d been too busy with him to pay attention to you.

It’s not like you’d expected her to ignore him, but you hadn’t expected her to ignore you either.

Slowly bringing your posture round to sit cross legged in front of Sonya, you tilt your head up to meet her gaze and plaster your best ‘I’m so happy for her’ grin upon your lips.

“She’s engaged. Rhea’s getting married.”

Sonya could see the pain on your face; even though you tried your hardest to hide it from her. Rhea was such a big part of your life, how could you not be hurting.

Shuffling a little closer to your closed off posture, the dark haired female took your hand in hers without a word. She didn’t want to force you to talk about it; at least not yet, instead the two of you sat in the empty gym in silence.

- - - -

You could faintly hear the music from inside the bar as you sat outside in the empty parking lot, surrounded by nothing but your own thoughts. It had been a rough few days for you, battling with the fact that Rhea was getting married was harder than you’d expected it to be and if you were being completely honest with yourself; it still hadn’t quite sunk in.

You’d chosen to give Rhea some distance. She needed time to get used to being a fiancé and you; well you weren’t entirely sure you could face her without giving away the fact you were disappointed that she was marrying someone else.

Tracing your finger over the rim of your empty champagne glass, you exhale a long sigh. It had taken everything in you to attend Rhea’s engagement party. Being around her and your friends whilst struggling with your feelings about the whole situation was hard; it was the main reason you’d slunk off to have some alone time, you needed a moment to let out your emotions and the extensive guest list for the party had left you with limited options.

Placing the empty glass down at your feet, you hunched your back and lowered your head into your awaiting hands. The sharp pain in your lungs from days before had yet to subside; the constant thought of Rhea’s text flashing across your screen reigniting the fire in your chest that burned stronger than any other heartache you’d felt before and it showed no sign of stopping.

Closing your eyes tightly as the sound of approaching heels rang in your eardrums, you prayed it was just a stranger coming for a cigarette or maybe to throw up in a bush.

You weren’t in the right headspace to talk with anyone right now, but knowing your luck it would be the one person you weren’t quite ready to face. Other than when you’d arrived alongside Sonya and Bianca, you hadn’t said two words to Rhea. She had been far too busy with the line of people desperate to congratulate her and you— well you’d actually been avoiding her.

Keeping your hands buried in your palms, you slowly parted your fingers to peek at the shoes that stood before you. Relief instantly washed over you as they fell upon the unnecessary high pair of stilettos you’d lent to Sonya for the special occasion. You thought you’d been quite successful when you’d managed to slip away from the group; but not quite successful enough it seemed.

“There you are.”

Sonya uttered. Her slender frame towering over you as you remained face in hands.

“What are you doing out here?”

She didn’t really need an answer. Sonya knew exactly why you’d hidden yourself away, but that hadn’t stopped her from coming to find you non the less. Taking a seat beside you on the old wooden bench, her slender fingers pulled a single palm from your face to hold tightly in her own grasp.

“You should be inside with everyone else, Son. We don’t want the bride-to-be noticing you’re missing.”

“I could say the same to you.”

Sonya sighed.

“She hasn’t noticed I’m missing.”

You almost bark; a throaty scoff parting your lips as your second palm dropped to your lap. Your neck craning so you can look over in Sonya’s direction with sullen eyes.

“If I hadn’t said hi, she wouldn’t even know I was here.”

The words tore at your chest as you spoke, but it was reality and you had to face that. You weren’t on Rhea’s radar, you never had been and her future was with the man who’d asked her to marry him.

“Rhea loves you.”

Sonya muttered as her hold upon your palm tightened slightly.

“You're her best friend, of course she would know if you weren’t here. You’re connected.”

A shallow sigh burst free from your lungs as you swallowed back the tight lump that began to form in your throat, words leaving your lips laced with sarcasm.

“Not in any way that counts.”

You hoped Sonya wouldn’t push it any further. You hadn’t talked to anyone about how Rhea’s engagement was making you feel and you planned to keep it that way. It wasn’t anyone else’s burden to bare but your own.

Exhaling another shallow breath, you lean back against the bench and tilt your head up to face the heavens. The sky was so clear, you could see every star as they shone across the midnight sky and the beauty of it all tugged at the corners of your lips.

“I’m fine, Sonya. Please don’t let me ruin your night. Go, enjoy the party.”

A few moments passed before Sonya said anything, her voice soft and heartwarming as she gave your palm another squeeze. You were always too concerned for the well-being of others and never took care of yourself. It was something you’d always done.

“I’m not leaving until you talk to me, Y/N. You can’t keep hiding your feelings about this from everyone. It’s going to eat you alive until you break and you shouldn’t be alone when that happens.”

You could feel the lump in your throat cutting off your airways as it began to grow larger. Of course Sonya was right. The more you pushed down your emotions, the harder you would break when your body finally had enough.

“I can’t.”

You choked out through labored breath, your bottom lip beginning to tremble as you held on tightly to Sonya’s hand.

“I can’t face it. I can’t let myself feel it. I just can’t.”

Sonya leant forward so she could look upon you with concern in her gaze, her dark hues catching the tremble in your lip and the tightness of your chest as she took both your palms in hers.

There was only so much heartbreak a person could take and watching the woman you loved marry someone else broke that barrier and then some.

Smoothing the pads of her thumbs against the top of your hands and tracing each knuckle at a time, Sonya exhaled a muted breath. She wanted to help you, to be your shoulder to cry on as you let out all the bottled up feelings you had pushed deep down, but she didn’t know how to help you when you wouldn’t help yourself.

“Listen to me, babe. Rhea is your best friend, she’s the love of your life and you need to process this now or at the end of the day, you're gonna lose her completely. Do you want that?”

Of course you didn’t want that. Yes Rhea was getting married, but that’s all she was doing. She wasn’t moving away, she wasn’t leaving you. She would still come over to your apartment at midnight if you needed her, she would still spend girls night getting drunk and dancing till your feet hurt. She was your best friend and she wouldn’t abandon you because of a guy.

Slowly lowering your gaze from the sparkling sky and down to meet the chocolate pools of Sonya’s hues, you swallow harshly in hopes to keep your tears at bay.

“No.”

Was all you could manage as you pulled in a stammered breath, the prickle of a threatening break burning at your eyes.

“Then talk to me.”

Sonya’s voice was always so soothing. Her tone was sweet as honey, but still firm.

Letting your lids flutter closed for a brief moment, you inhale a deep breath to fill your lungs. The tightness in your chest sent a pain down your spine as you gave Sonya’s hands a soft squeeze, your exhale coming out in stammered bursts.

“She’s getting married, Son. There is nothing I can do, nothing I can say that’s going to change that. What does telling you my feelings do except hurt me more?”

Sonya wasn’t entirely sure what to say. She couldn’t put the words in your mouth, you needed to figure them out on your own but it had been six days since you’d found out about Rhea’s engagement and you’d not said two words about it to anyone. It had to be killing you and all she wanted to do was help.

Exhaling a shallow breath as she mulled things over in silence, Sonya kept her watchful gaze upon you. The tremor in your lip was still very present and she could see the tears as they began to glistened across your lense, not yet ready to break the waterline.

“She needs to know how you feel, babe. You have to tell her the truth.”

- - - -

Rhea’s fingers spread out on the wooden door frame ahead of her as she pushed out into the cool night air, her plush lips curving into a warm smile as her ring glistened in the moonlight.

She couldn’t believe how many people had shown up to celebrate her engagement, her fiancé had even flown out her parents as a surprise; but she was desperate for a second alone. Ever since the party had started, she hadn’t had a second to breathe, the constant flood of people congratulating her never seemed to end. There were only so many times she could say thank you before it started to drive her insane, eventually things had finally calmed down enough for her to sneak outside for a breath of air and she couldn’t be more grateful.

Stepping out into the empty parking lot, she let her lids fall and inhaled the largest breath. Flooding every inch of her lungs with the crisp midnight breeze, she raised her lids only to fall upon the back of your head in the distance.

Sonya’s gaze grew wide as she spotted Rhea standing by the bar entrance, her actions to stop your sudden outburst not quite fast enough as you opened your mouth to speak loud enough that Rhea would definitely hear.

“How- How I feel?.”

Sonya shook her head gently in hopes you’d stop talking but you ignored it and kept going in a slightly breathless tone. Your words were thick in your throat which made it harder for you to breathe, but you persevered.

“What am I supposed to do Sonya, just walk up to her in the middle of her perfect fucking engagement party and tell her I’m in love with her? Tell her she shouldn’t be marrying him, she should be marrying me?”

Sonya’s lips parted; unable to speak words as she simply watched you falling apart before her. The well in your eyes deepened as tears threatened to break your waterline, the thickness in your voice casted in emotion as you tried to swallow.

“She loves him, Sonya. She doesn’t love me. She’s never loved me. She will never love me. So why— why would I punish myself and tell her I’ve loved her since the day we met, when I’ll get nothing in return but a broken heart? Huh. WHY?!”

Your breathing was getting harder and the knife in your chest was tightening, twisting and twisting like a vice as it pushed all the air from your lungs. Sonya had pushed you to this, she’d told you to let go and feel. But had she been prepared for this?

Sonya kept a watchful eye on Rhea over your shoulder, unable to stop the crumbling wall she’d detonated as you blurted out the things you hadn’t planned on Rhea ever hearing.

“Y/N, I—”

Sonya was lost for words. She didn’t want to stop you from finally giving in to all the pain Rhea’s engagement was causing you, but at the same time she didn’t want to add to the awkward situation Rhea had found herself in. She had no idea how you felt about her getting married; how could she? You’d avoided every text message and ever phone call from her over the last few days, desperate to keep your emotions at bay.

“I can’t burden her with this, Sonya. Rhea deserves to get married and be happy, she deserves to walk down that aisle with nothing but joy. If I tell her that I love her.. that I’ve always loved her..”

You pause to inhale a shaky breath as the first few tears break free from your waterline, trickling down your cheek and dripping onto the emerald satin of your dress.

“I have to let her go, Son.”

Was all you could utter as your throat grew tight and your demeanor fell lax as you slumped in your seat.

You knew Sonya was trying to make things better, getting you to admit to your feelings for Rhea was only the first step in what was going to be a long night for you and as much as it was hurting you; you had to admit it was helping.

“Go back inside, Sonya. I’ll come in soon, I promise.”

Exhaling a long sign, Sonya extended her palm to swipe away the stray tear that clung to your cheek. Her fingertip sliding beneath your chin and tilting your head back up so she could address you head on with her words.

“Don’t stay out here punishing yourself Y/N, if you're not back inside in twenty minutes I'm coming back out here to get you.”

Getting up without another word, Sonya leant down to press her lips against the top of your head and turned to head back inside. You needed a little alone time and as much as she wanted to stay with you, keep you safe while you broke down over losing the most important girl in your life, but she had more important things to deal with. She needed to get Rhea back inside and away from you, she’d heard more than she needed too and Sonya wasn't willing to let her address the situation until you were ready.

You wanted to make sure Sonya actually left, that you were finally alone to release the emotion she had pulled from you but as you stared down at your palm and inhaled a labored breath, you couldn’t help the unstoppable tears that broke free from behind your lids. Your cheeks instantly moistening as the waterfall of emotions finally hits the surface.

- - - - -

Smoothing away the smudges of black from under your eyes as you inspected your reflection in the bathroom mirror, you exhaled a small huff and pushed back off the sink ledge. You just had to make it through the night. Rhea didn’t know a thing and as long as you could keep it together, everything would be fine.

Crossing the bathroom floor as you smoothed out your emerald dress, you stop abruptly when a pair of heels appear before you. They weren't the shoes you’d leant Sonya, they weren’t Bianca’s or Liv’s. Swallowing a large lump that formed in your throat, you slowly raised your gaze to meet Rhea’s glimmering sapphire hues.

“Fuck.”

You scoffed under your breath, forcing your plush lips into a warm smile as you contemplated what you should say to her. You knew she’d be mad at you, you’d been avoiding her for days but you had to say something. Pulling your palm through curled locks, you inhaled yet another breath.

“Having a good night?”

‘Having a good night?’ Your subconscious screamed. Could you not have come up with something else? Rhea’s gaze was fixed on you, locked in like she had something to say and yet she said nothing. The two of you stood in silence simply looking at each other and waiting for the other to speak. Your palms began to sweat as you finally broke eye contact, a soft smile pulling at the corner of your lips as you scoffed a small chuckle. Even after all the years of knowing Rhea, she still made you nervous.

“Rhea, you okay?”

You uttered, your entire form moving forward and in her direction.

“You look like you just got bad news, babe what's going on?”

Your worry about saying the wrong thing to Rhea disappeared as she remained motionless in front of you. Why wasn’t she speaking? What had happened?

Stretching out your palm towards Rhea’s, you flinch slightly as she yanks her hand away. The expression on her face falling even more sullen as she inhales a breath and takes a small step away from you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Rhea finally broke her silence. Her palms remaining at her sides as she kept her gaze upon you. You felt your heart as it dropped in your cheat, your windpipe closing around the air as it tried to escape your lungs. You couldn’t breathe and you didn’t know what to do.

“What–”

You choked out, trying your best to remain calm.

“What are you talking about?”

Had Sonya said something? She was the only one who knew about your feelings for Rhea and she was known for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. Swallowing the nerves that began to return, you froze as Rhea finally closed the distance once more and took your palm within her own.

“I heard you.. I was outside and.. You love me?”

Each sentence was stammered and incomplete but you quickly pieced together what had happened, your fingers winding with Rhea’s as she held onto your palm tightly. She wasn’t going to let you go until she got the answers she needed and as much as you regretted everything she’d heard, you didn’t really want her to let go.

“You expect me to tell you I’m in love with you when three days ago you told me you're getting married. Are you crazy?”

A small chortle parted your lips as you shook your head gently, the nerves that boiled beneath your skin dying down as you watched Rhea’s lips curve into an impish grin. Her fingers tightening even more with your own as she pulled you a little closer towards her.

“You could have told me four days ago.”

“And what difference would that have made, Rhea?”

You scoffed, pulling your palm free from hers and turning your back as you crossed the bathroom, spinning on heeled feet as you continued.

“Are you seriously telling me that if four days ago I had come to you and said I love you, that you should be with me, that we should be as happy as you are with him, that it would have made a difference on how things would be right now?”

You didn’t want to raise your voice at Rhea, partly because she scared you, but mainly because you couldn’t face the emotions it would undoubtedly pull back up and you’d just managed to calm yourself after the first time. Rhea hadn’t moved but neither had her features, the impish grin still plastered on her lips as she watched you vent. Why was she so calm about all of this?

“Yes.”

She finally spoke. Her form closing the distance between you until she was able to scrape your hair behind your ear. The softness of her thumb against your jawline causing you to tremble.

“Yeah right.”

You scoffed once more as your throat tightened again, the closeness between you and Rhea causing your entire form to shift. You could feel the warmth of her breath against your skin, the sweet smell of her perfume flooding your nostrils. She wasn’t being serious, your confession of love wouldn’t have meant a thing. She loved someone else and no matter what you said to her, nothing would change that. Right?

Cradling her palm around the angle of your jaw, Rhea tilted your head to force your gaze to hers. You spent years wishing she’d look at you the way she did in that moment, but as you stared up into her glistening baby blues you couldn’t stop the color that flushed your cheeks. Rhea’s dominance at work was captivating for many, but as she stared into the depth of your gaze you completely forgot how to breathe.

“I said yes and I meant it.”

The air trapped within your lungs caused your chest to hurt as the breath remained locked within your body, Rhea’s thumb gently grazing along your jawline as she spoke.

“Breathe baby.”

She muttered to you, her free hand placing down against your chest over your heart. The heavy thrum drumming against her palm as her lips curved into a delicate smile.

“Just breathe.”

How did she expect you to just breathe? It had been years since you’d fallen for Rhea, yet you had never done a damn thing about it for fear of her rejecting you. Only to be telling her how you felt at her engagement party and her telling you she wishes you’d told her sooner. Would this have been your engagement party if only you’d told her when it happened and not kept it a secret from her?

Finally finding your breath after what felt like hours, you swallow back the dryness that coated your esophagus. Your cheek softly leaning into Rhea’s palm as she continued to cradle your face. The problems of the world around you melting away as you forgot exactly what was happening.

It took a few moments, but eventually it all hit you. Your entire frame darting out of Rhea’s hold, you shake your head as the words fell from your lips.

“No. No.. no no, you can’t do this to me.”

Rhea’s manicured brow arched slightly as she watched you shift backwards, her first instinct to reach for you and gently hold you still within her palms.

“You can’t make me fall more in love with you Rhea, you can’t. You’re getting married.”

Rhea’s palm slowly began to slide up the length of your bare arms, her fingertips causing the hairs on your skin to stand on end as they danced back up to rest down upon your shoulders. You wanted to tell her to stop. That she shouldn’t be in here with you, she should be outside with her fiancé. Celebrating with her friends and family.

“I’ve thought about you every day since the moment I laid eyes on you, Y/N.”

You could hear Rhea’s words as clearly as spoke them and yet somehow your brain struggled to process them. She wasn’t serious. She couldn’t be.

“Rhea, please.”

You whispered, dropping your gaze to the ground.

“I remember every word you said to me.”

You knew Rhea wasn’t going to stop. She knew how you felt now and if this was the only moment she had to tell you, then god dammit she intended to let it all out.

“I remember the way you smelt. Your smile. The sound of you laugh. The way your cheeks flushed when Sonya introduced us and from that moment on it’s all I thought about. Until…”

Rhea paused. Her thumbs gently gliding over your shoulders as she inhaled a shaky breath.

“Until you met him.”

You uttered softly. Your gaze finally returning to find Rhea’s sapphire hues.

“No.”

She scoffed softly. Connecting your eyes once more with a disheartened smile.

“Until I realized you could never love me.”

It tore at your chest as she spoke. The reality setting in that you could have spent every second from the day you met together but because of your stupidity and choices to keep silent, Rhea had fallen in love with someone else instead of you.

You’d stopped thinking rationally. The words spilling from your lips like an unstoppable force and your palms cupped around the angle of Rhea’s jawline.

“I did love you. I— I do love you. I always have and I believe that I always will. No matter where your life takes you, I will always love you Rhea Ripley. Forever.”

The prickle of tears threatened your waterline once more as you spoke, the pads of your thumbs tracing over the apple of Rhea’s cheeks as you forced yourself to keep in place. It was killing you to tell her the truth knowing she was about to marry someone else, but Sonya was right. Rhea had the right to know the truth, even if it meant you could never see her again due to how much it hurt.

Rhea hadn’t blinked, she hadn’t flinched, hell you weren’t even sure if she had taken a breath. Her entire form remained still in front of you as if you’d frozen her into a state of shock.

You’d said your piece. You could easily slip out of the bathroom, out of the party and off into the night without any backlash.

Exhaling a soft sigh as you retracted your palms from around Rhea’s face, you took a small step back. Your form stumbled slightly as her palms tightened round your shoulders, the entire body tightening as one palm slid round the back of your neck and the other took hold of your waist. The air around you becomes thick as it all flashed before your eyes.

Was she about to….

Rhea’s lips were on yours before you had the time to stop her, the distance between you completely gone as she pressed her muscular frame against your own. Your own palms winding into the small of her back as you hold her close.

It was wrong, it was all wrong but you’d waiting years for this moment and if it was the only chance you’d get to be with her— even if it was just for a second, fuck were you going to take it.

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HEYYA

Could you write a rhea x fem!reader story where reader eats rhea out while she’s playing video games with her friends? (Smut obv). Please and thank you (I love your writing)

Game Over

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: SMUT, 18+, Public Sex? kinda idk, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering WORD COUNT: 1,367 A/N: ANONNNNN YOU AND I ARE ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH!!! i literally started a draft for something super similar to these a couple hours before you sent this omg

“Aimlabs is free, you should try it sometime, dumbass!” Rhea’s voice thundered from her office down the hall. “Rhea! It’s just a game! Calm down!” You yelled, making your way to the office. 

Your girlfriend had confined herself in her office since eight in the morning. The past three and a half hours were full of Rhea loudly yelling at her teammates. Half the time you couldn’t even tell if she was celebrating with or ridiculing the others.

You walked up behind Rhea’s chair and placed your hands over her broad shoulders. You could hear the voices of your shared colleagues blaring through Rhea’s headset as you rested your chin on the top of her head, watching her play Call of Duty: Warzone. 

“I think you should spend some time with me instead of playing your stupid games all day.” You proclaimed, “We could go shopping, go for a walk, and have lunch…” You dreamed, rubbing Rhea’s shoulders.

“Later baby.” Rhea said quietly, making sure her mic wouldn’t pick up your conversation. You huffed and moved your hands to steal Rhea’s headset from her head causing a puzzled noise to come from her mouth. 

“Alright who’s the one that’s stealing my girlfriend from me?” You playfully asked, Rhea’s attention was still focused on the round she was playing. 

Dom and Damian were on the other end of the voice call, Damian was quick to place the blame on Dominik. “Woah woah woah! This isn’t fair, I’m innocent!” Dom complained, faking being offended.

“Dude, you literally spam texted the group chat for three minutes straight at eight in the morning.” Damian accused as he let out a deep chuckle. 

“I believe it, Dom, you are always at the scene of the crime. Now I’d like it if you all would hurry up so I can enjoy the afternoon with my girlfriend.” You played with the two guys. 

Dominik threw a mini tantrum in reaction to him dying in the game, “You guys seriously just made me die! Just for that I’m making sure Rhea’s staying online all day.” 

“We did not make you die! Maybe you’re just bad at the game!!!” You quickly said before returning the headset to Rhea, hearing Dom’s faint complaints. 

Rhea let out a scoffed laugh as she helped Damian win the round, “Too easy, let’s play ranked.” Rhea’s words caused you to groan as you moved to stand next to her. “Rheaaaa,” You pestered, squatting next to her chair.

“Just one more game I promise.” Rhea stated, her eyes looking over and down at you. “We both know how that's gonna end. One game is gonna turn into two and two games is gonna turn into six games.” You whined as Rhea ran her hand through your hair.

Rhea didn’t respond to your gripes, she instead turned her concentration back to her screens, leaving you pouting. But you needed her attention, you’d do anything to get that attention and you had the perfect idea.

From your squatting position you got on your hands and knees and crawled under Rhea’s desk. Rhea glanced down at you, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you spread her legs apart. “The hell are you doing?” Rhea aggressively asked, her hand covering her microphone while your hands slowly slid her sweatpants off.

“Play your game mami. I know you want to.” You taunted, looking up at her with puppy eyes. Rhea cocked her eyebrow as her eyes returned to her game.

You ran your finger over Rhea’s panties while peppering kisses over her tattoo covered thighs, causing her breath to hitch while she spoke about the match with the boys. 

Your hands carefully pulled your girlfriend's panties off as you looked up at her, her eyes fighting to focus on her screen. 

Your mouth hovered inches from Rhea’s warmth as you blew a soft gush of air against her wetness, a sharp gasp came from the woman who was trying to save her team from a loss.

“Jesus,” Rhea quietly cursed out under her breath once your tongue finally made contact with her sensitive skin. “Everything alright Rhea?” You could hear Damian's question leak from the headset. “Yeah, all good. Just uh-” Rhea cleared her throat, searching for an excuse as your tongue began roaming between her folds. “Just frustrated with the match…”

Your hands faintly ran up and down Rhea’s spread legs, your mouth beginning to focus on her entrance. Your nose pressed against her clit as you took in her sweetness, causing Rhea to narrow her eyes in pleasure.

You watched as the woman struggled to keep her attention on her screen, your tongue swirling around her entrance, occasionally slipping inside her. Rhea’s mind began slipping away from her, resulting in her character dying. 

“Shit sorry- you guys f-finish this round,” Rhea sighed through shaky breaths before muting her mic. She looked down to you as she leaned back in her chair. “God damn you’re such a brat.” She moaned, taking a fistfull of your hair. She held your head in place as she began grinding herself onto your face. The intensity of her eye contact had created a pool between your legs. Quiet groans left her throat as she helped herself to your mouth.

Rhea’s deep moans were soon interrupted by both the boys yelling her name. She reluctantly let go of your hair before looking back up and unmuting herself. “Yeah, I’m here sorry.” she mumbled as your fingers inched up between her legs.

“Last round…don’t fuck around this time.” You could hear Damian warn before Dominik added on, “Dude, you lost like…all your skills last round, what is going on with you?”

“Yeah yeah. Don’t worry I’m all in t-this match.” Rhea struggled, holding back a moan as your pointer and middle finger snuck into her tightness.

You couldn't help but chuckle at how seriously the three of them took the game. “Yeah mami, don’t lose this round.” You quietly teased the woman causing her eyes to dart down to you as if to say ‘watch your mouth’. 

Once the match had officially begun you connected your lips to Rhea’s swollen clit meanwhile your fingers began exploring her insides. 

Rhea let out multiple profanities as the match progressed, attempting to replace the sound of pleasure with the sound of frustration towards the game. The guys were already suspicious of her behavior, the last thing she needed was to moan in the middle of a match. 

You continued letting your mouth and fingers play with Rhea causing her legs to tighten around your head. “Fuck-” She quietly grumbled in reaction to your fingers picking up their pace. 

“God damnit! I’m out.” Dominik yelled in frustration. 

You hummed against Rhea’s cunt, her face plastered with the look of pleasure as her legs began shaking. 

“They got me too. There's only one dude left on the opposite team, just be careful around corners.” Damian complained out.

“Just you left Rhea come on!” Dom egged on. 

Rhea’s muscles began tensing up, her breathing intensified as she began the hunt for her final opponent. 

She had found her target. Her eyes locked in on their hitbox as your fingers began curling while you thrusted in and out of her.

“Oh-Fuck! Shit!” Rhea yelled out, her orgasm hitting her as she took her final shots, winning the game. You heard cheers come from her headphones as she looked down at you with heavy breaths. 

You helped Rhea ride out her orgasm, slowing down the pace of your fingers and removing your mouth from her clit. 

She shook her head at you as you removed your fingers from her warmth and began sucking them clean.

“Guys, something came up. I gotta go.” Rhea urged out. She wouldn’t let the boys even get one word in before leaving the call. Rhea slowly stood up from her seat and began pulling you out from under the table.

“Soooo, shopping?” You sweetly asked, batting your eyelashes as you stood up. “You think you’re shopping after that stunt?” Rhea scoffed, cocking her eyebrow. She picked you up and threw you over her shoulder before taunting, “Darling, You're gonna be in that bedroom all day.”

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[visionarymode]

Relax

✧ warnings: smut, language, 18+

✧ pairing: rhea ripley x female reader

✧ word count: 804

“No,” you chimed in recognizing the familiar, tension-filled silence between the two of you. 

“I didn’t even say anything,” she laughed. 

“You didn’t have to,” you eyed her through the mirror as she smiled at your tone. 

“Where you going?” she asked as you walked over to the doorknob. “Tired of me already?” she joked. 

“No, I was gonna go get a drink,” you crossed your arms as she walked over to you. 

“A drink?” her jaw sarcastically dropped with a whisper. “Thirsty, huh?” she smirked as her face was inches away from yours. 

“Rhea,” you sternly said before your eyes fell to her hands that slid around your waist. 

“What?” she whispered, pulling on your body so it was touching hers. 

“We can’t,” you whispered back, eyelids low on her lips as she licked them. 

“Why not?” she asked, her right hand roaming down to squeeze your right ass cheek. 

“B-Because…” you stuttered as you felt the heat between your thighs get hotter. 

“I’ve yet to hear a reason,” she taunted as she moved your hair out of your eyes. 

“We just can’t,” you snapped out of it and looked her right in her eyes. But her power was just too much. 

“Then why does it feel so good?” she whispered, her lips brushing yours as she used both hands to squeeze your ass again. She tilted your chin with her finger and you felt yourself getting wetter as the both of you were locked into each other’s eyes. 

“Relax…” she whispered, her thumb grazing over your bottom lip. She gently pushed you back up against the door as you heard the lock click. Her thumb pulled onto your bottom lip as you let out a sigh and gave in, again. You both moaned as your tongues reunited, the tension leaving with the spark reigniting. You took turns sucking on each other’s tongues, raking your fingers in each other’s hair, and heavily breathing between kisses. She abruptly scooped you up into her arms as you wrapped your legs around her waist. You giggled as she dropped you on the couch but turned it into a moan as she smoothed her hands over your body to snatch your top off. 

“Fuck…” you gasped as she audibly popped your breast in her mouth, her tongue speedily flicking and licking your nipple as you shut your eyes. 

“Can’t ever get enough of this body,” she mumbled with kisses up your stomach, massaging your breasts in her palms. 

“Turn around…” she purred in your ear with a nibble. She slowly and menacingly hooked her fingers under the hem of your laced thong. 

“Rhea…” you whined before she bit your ass cheek, playing with your clothed pussy making you tremble on all fours. 

“Can’t wait huh?” she giggled as she flattened her tongue over your clothed wetness making you shudder. 

“You’re so wet my love,” she moaned before taking your panties off, throwing them across the room, and spanking you again. You rolled your body back in her direction as she planted a sloppy kiss between your folds. You gasped as her tongue swirled up, down, and between your folds. 

“Fuuuuuck…” you whined as her licks and kisses became louder. 

“You taste so good baby,” she moaned as she squeezed your ass. Your head fell to your chest as your moans heightened along with the pace of her tongue. 

“I-I-“ you whined as you gripped the pillow in front of you. 

“Mhm…mhm,” she mumbled as she buried her lips deep inside of you, her loud slurps filling the room. 

“I’m gonna cum…” you gasped as she spanked you again, her hands sliding down your back and around your hips. 

“Cum for me…” she purred as her palms found their way back around your ass to spread you open wider. You felt heat pool your lower back as your eyes fluttered from her warm and enticing tongue casting you right under the overwhelming spell. 

“Fuck…” you moaned one last time as your arms staggered on the couch, your orgasm taking over as you came all over her needy tongue. She moaned and caressed your lower back with her nails as she licked up every drop of your nectar. 

“Mmm, so good…” she whispered as she left kisses on your inner thighs. You tried to catch your breath from all the panting as she left little pecks up your back.

“Look how good you taste,” she purred in your ear as she turned your jaw, and squeezed your cheeks open as she dipped her tongue in for you to catch a taste. 

“Mmm,” you sucked on her tongue one last time as you both smiled on each other’s lips. “Time for me to get a taste now, huh?” you teased with another sloppy kiss before pushing her onto the couch. 

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[fan-fantasies]

It’s the Accent

A/N: twice in one day? You guys are spoiled 😏

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x reader

Summary: what happens when your celebrity crush is your coworker?

Warnings: none?

You were waiting in the locker room between segments, scrolling through Tiktok mindlessly while the other girls were chatting.

“Sooo who’s yours?” Liv asked with a giggle.

“Who’s my what now?” You asked, looking up from your phone.

“Your celebrity crush, weren’t you even listening?” Sonya said.

“Oh um, I don’t know. No one comes to mind,” you lied.

“Boo, that’s no fun! Tell us!” They demanded.

“Fineee, if I had to choose I guess Ruby Rose,” you sighed. It wasn’t a lie, you found her to be pretty attractive. She definitely fit your type pretty well. Speaking of your type…

“Why do you need Ruby Rose when you could have this Australian babe?” Rhea asked, entering the room after her promo. You looked over at her and she flexed for you, making you laugh.

“I feel like everyone’s had a crush on her so that doesn’t count. What about another one?” Liv pressured you for more info.

“Me, obviously,” Rhea said, coming to sit next to you, slinging an arm around you.

“Is that true?” Liv asked you. She was one of the only ones that knew about your big little crush on Rhea. You gave her a death stare before awkwardly clearing your throat.

“Well-“

“Next segment is up, let’s go!” One of the directors said, poking her head into the room pointing at you.

“Saved by the ring bell!” You laughed, happily skipping out of the room, much to Liv’s dismay. So close.

You finished up your segment and went to gather your things, already being done for the night. You expected the locker room to be empty, but to your surprise Rhea was still in there taking off her makeup.

“Oh hey, great job tonight,” you said.

“Thanks, love. Same to you,” she smiled.

She finished up what she was doing and came toward you. You froze instantly, not expecting her to be so close to you when you looked up.

“So tell me, what is it about Ruby that gets you going?” She asked, placing her hand on the locker next to you, caging you in.

“Excuse me?”

“Is it is the hair? Tattoos? I bet it’s the accent, isn’t it?” She asked, getting closer to you.

“I mean… all of it?” You squeaked.

“Good to know, gorgeous,” she chuckled.

“Hey, Rhea, you ready to go?” Damian called into the locker room.

“Yeah, be right there,” she called back, looking down at you with a smirk. “See you around, babe.”

“Bye?” You said as she left, leaving you utterly confused.

You quickly pulled out your phone and called the only person you could think of that might know something.

“Hey, what’s up?” Liv asked, finally answering.

“Did you tell Rhea anything?”

“I tell her lots of things; what in particular are you talking about?”

“You know what! She’s just been acting weird tonight and I think she’s toying with me,” you sighed.

“Or- maybe she likes you too? And this is her way of breaking the ice?” She suggested. You scoffed.

“Yeah okay, she’d never like me like that.”

“You need to be more confident. You’re a catch! Just talk to her,” Liv sighed. “I have to go but maybe text her?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Do it! Bye!”

You hung up with a frustrated sigh. You didn’t want to let yourself believe that Rhea could like you. You didn’t want to get your hopes up just to be let down.

Before leaving, you noticed a sweater sitting on the makeup chair- Rhea’s sweater. You picked it up and held it close. You scoffed at yourself, feeling like a weirdo.

“It won’t hurt anyone,” you mumbled to yourself, slipping it on. You told yourself that you were chilly and it was easier than just carrying it with your stuff.

You made your way out of the arena and were stopped by a few fans outside. You happily took pictures with them, promising to find them on Instagram. You quickly opened your app once you were in your car, easily finding the tagged picture. You reposted it to your story with a simple heart emoji.

You drove to the hotel and made your way to your room. You checked your phone and your heart nearly stopped.

From: Mami 😍

You look real cute in my sweater 😏

Shit, shit, shit. She must’ve seen the picture you reposted. You started to panic. She didn’t seem mad but you had to come up with a response.

Cute enough that you’ll let me borrow it more often?

You left it in the locker room so I figured I’d snag it for you 😊

From: Mami 😍

You can borrow anything of mine whenever you want, gorgeous 😉

You’re such a sweetheart!

Your heart was beating faster and faster with each passing moment, you thought it might explode.

I’ll keep that in mind 😋 I’m gonna head to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow!

You panicked so you took an easy out from the conversation. You knew you’d eventually say something embarrassing so you had to end it before it even really began.

From: Mami 😍

Sleep well, Angel. Dream of me 😏

You set your phone down and took a calming breath. Was she really flirting with you? It sure seemed like it. You jumped as you heard your phone go off on the table.

From: Liv 💕

How do you go from barely talking to her to wearing her clothes in one night? Nice one!

Just a happy accident!

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself. You would’ve slept in the sweater if it was up to you, but you figured she wouldn’t want it back all wrinkled. You set it on the chair with your things and went to bed with a smile on your face.

The next morning you packed your things quickly and headed to get coffee before your flight. You met up with Liv in the airport who you filled in on your little text conversation from the previous night.

“She so likes you!”

“Or maybe she’s just joking around,” you countered.

“Girl, shut up. She’s so flirting with you!” She squealed happily.

“Keep it down!” You hushed, eyes starting to turn toward the two of you. As if on queue, the object of your conversation came toward you.

“Ladies, how are we doing this fine morning?” She asked with a huge smile.

“Good! I was just telling her how amazing she looked in your sweater,” Liv nudged you with her arm.

“She did, didn’t she?” Rhea chuckled. “Although I can’t say I’m not disappointed you’re not wearing it today.”

“Oh! I just figured you’d want it back,” you said shyly.

“Nah, you can keep it warm for me,” she said with a wink. Dominik caught her attention and waved her over. “See you on the flight, sweetheart.”

“What, am I chopped liver now?” Liv scoffed after she walked away.

“Oh shut up,” you laughed. You pulled the sweater from your bag and slipped it on. Liv was giving you the biggest shit-eating grin you’d ever seen. You rolled your eyes and flipped her off.

The flight began to board and Liv insisted on the window seat. Rhea noticed you put her sweater on and she couldn’t help but smile. Dom elbowed her in the side and gave her a smirk.

She was on the opposite side of the aisle and a few seats up which gave you the perfect opportunity to steal glances without anyone noticing. What you did notice, however, was the few times Rhea turned around and snuck a peek at you.

From: Mami 😍

Do I have something on the back of my head? 😏

Your eyes shot up and you could see her smirking from the side.

How would you know I’m looking at you if you aren’t looking at me?

Smooth, you mentally facepalmed.

From: Mami 😍

So I like to look at beautiful things, sue me 😅

So go look in a mirror then 😋

Smooth, you smirked to yourself. You saw Rhea turn around and this time she made eye contact with you. She gave you an impressed nod.

You weren’t sure where the confidence was coming from but you knew it was only over text and if she tried to flirt in person, you’d turn into a fumbling, bumbling mess.

From Mami 😍

Surprised you didn’t tell me to go look at Ruby Rose.

Why would anyone look at her when they can look at you? Couldn’t exactly say my celebrity crush is you, now could I?

You took your chance and held your breath. You put your phone down, refusing to look at her response. A voice came over the intercom telling everyone to put devices away and to prepare for landing.

Rhea looked back at you one more time but you wouldn’t look up. You knew you were in deep and you weren’t quite sure where to go from there.

The plane landed and you quickly gathered your things and were first in line to get off- but Rhea wasn’t far behind.

Once you were off the plane, you only intent was finding your ride to the hotel. It seems Rhea had similar plans because she was hot on your trail.

Before you could even get to your car, she was opening the door for you.

“After you, babe,” she nodded. You gave her a curious look but got in without question. She got in on the other side and the car pulled away.

“Yes. Yes you very much could’ve said it.” She said seemingly out of nowhere.

“What?”

“That I was your celebrity crush. You should have just said that. I mean…only if it’s true.”

Now it was her turn to get nervous. She fidgeted with her hands in her lap.

“I mean…It’s not-not true,” you mumbled. She gently took one of your hands in hers and you finally looked at her.

“So why didn’t you say that in the first place?” She asked.

“Because I know you and I don’t take rejection well. You’re you and I’m…just me.” You sighed.

“Yeah, you’re you. You’re gorgeous, funny, and incredibly talented. There’s no way in hell I would reject you,” she told you.

“Really?”

“Well there is one condition,” she said, giving you a serious look. Your heart dropped. “You have to wear my clothes more often.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“I think I can do that,” you laughed. She dipped her head down and captured your lips in a sweet kiss which you deepened. When you finally broke away she was smirking at you.

“It’s the accent, isn’t it?”

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Just Another Win

I’d like to call it my victory lap

Authors note: Y’all really ate the first one tf up soooo… (me acting like I didn’t read every Rhea ripley x reader on tumblr)

Also Rhea with long hair makes me wanna crawl to Australia 

Warnings: smut, hurt comfort, fluff, wrestler!reader, (twisted/noncannon storyline) Nia Jax, Rhea being stubborn, mommy/mami kink, oral, strap on (reader receiving), praise, choking, manhandling… that’s about it (not proofread, I’ll go back and fix it later lmao)

You were livid, you were positively fuming. You watched in gut twisting fear as Nia Jax went off script again and started to beat the ever loving shit out of your girlfriend Rhea. You knew that Rhea was in actual pain when her signature smirk wiped off her face as she got slammed onto her back again and again. You glance around, frantically making eye contact with a few of your friends that were sitting in front row with you. The mirrored horror and confusion that was on their face’s confirmed to you your very worst nightmare. None of this was planned. 

Nia just wanted to win. And she was going to do anything she could to secure that. What made it worse was when the mic and camera would pick up Rhea’s tortured facial expressions and pained groans. You were sick to your stomach as Jax slammed her onto the monitor covered desk, the ragged gasp that Rhea let out caused you to swiftly turn your head away from the match, scrunching your nose in apprehension. 

Nia’s plan failed in the end. You cheered every time Rhea kicked out of a pin, and when she won, you didn’t care that you broke character, When camera’s weren’t focusing on you, you blew Rhea a kiss, your smile growing wider as her eyes softened while she nodded back at you.

You showed more of your concern later when you both were back at the hotel. “I won didn’t I?” Rhea responds when you ask her if she’s okay. You smile before arching your brow quizzically. “If you say so hon…” you trail off kissing her cheek before wrapping your arms around her. “You worry too much.” Rhea says softer before pulling you in closer to her body. You can tell she’s flattered by the sentiment although when she kisses you quickly on the lips pulling you backwards onto the bed. “I worry too little baby,” you crow, climbing on top of her with ease. Rhea chuckles letting you straddle her, strong hands coming up to grip your waist. As she winces softly, ribs no doubt sore, you frown. “My point exactly.” You say more seriously leaning down to kiss at any skin you can reach.

You know you’ve done your job when you pull away slowly to find Rhea blushing heavily the back of her hand attempting to cover her mouth. You giggle at this scooting closer to her as Rhea’s arm snakes around your torso pulling you snug to her chest. “I love you.” She purrs smoothly, and no matter how many times you hear it, the words still make you beam, blushing as you mumble back “I love you more.” 

“You’re always so good to me.” Rhea whispers and the tone in her voice has you shivering, but nonetheless nuzzling into her to place several lewd and biting kisses to her neck. Rhea bites her lip, a whine falling past them anyways. “Are you up to this?” You say trailing your hands up— and much to Rhea’s delight, they dip under her shirt coming to massage delicate  circles to the sensitive skin of her boobs. “Fuck yes I do darling.” Rhea stutters as you lean your head on her chest, looking up at her knowingly, batting your eyelashes in a way you know she loves. 

She licks her lips as you scoot your body lower rolling up her band t-shirt as you do. “You don’t think I would want to celebrate with my girl?” She smiles, a hypnotic look of lust evident in her eyes as you kiss down her tattooed stomach. You shrug, hiding behind your hair while you pull her shorts and panties down smoothly. “Ah ah none of that my love.” Rhea looks down at you through hooded eyes. You moan softly as her hand wraps in your hair, pulling it away from your face. “Mommy wants to see you tonight sweetheart.” You laugh at her stupefied expression as you begin to suck at her clit. 

“Fuck you taste so good.” Your words are muffled and when Rhea’s thighs shake at your words, you whimper into her pussy. “Y-yeah—Jesus-you’re too-shit-too fuckin’ good to me.” Rhea repeats, her hand grips tighter in your hair and you know you’re eating her out the way she always craves. “Like this mommy?” You hum out before slowly licking down to her gushing heat. The way Rhea’s hips buck into your mouth is answer enough, but the unrestrained moan that she lets out has your own cunt throbbing with need.

Rhea’s eyes roll back when your middle and index finger slip inside her. You giggle quietly loving the reactions you can coax out of the usually stoic woman as you continue to pleasure her to the best of your abilities. And your abilities were good you thought, as Rhea let out a pleasured cry that distinctly had a mix of your name in it. “Fucking hell.” Her words are slurred as she pushes your head closer to her cunt not that you minded. 

You gasp as Rhea begins to grind against your face. A mix of curse words and praises fall from her lips as her hand comes down to grip at the sheets. You can tell she’s going to cum when her thighs start to close around your head. And when Rhea feels you moan her name softly into her she does. You can’t help but to stare, absolutely enraptured with your girlfriend’s pleasured expression.

You crawl back up to her slowly lips quirking up as Rhea swears at your debauched appearance. You were panting softly, pupils blown and darkened, a heavy pink hue painting your cheeks. Rhea groaned as she pulled you in to place a sultry kiss on your swollen lips. You lay partially atop her as she reaches to her bag on the nearby bedside table. Your smile grows absolutely unrestrained as Rhea smirks at you pulling out her purple and black strap. 

You strip as she puts it on, throwing your shirt into the room. Rhea’s longer hair falls into your face as she climbs on top of you. “Have I ever told you how much I like you with long hair?” You mumble as she kisses you once more. “Considering you tell me everyday I would think so love.” Rhea laughs, voice low and raspy.  You cling to Rhea as she rubs the tip of the dildo on your clit loving when you gasp out. “You’re so fucking sexy.” You hiccup as she finally thrusts into you. 

Rhea’s hand finds its place at your throat before she responds “That’s all you sweetheart.” You blush mouth forming an ‘o’ as Rhea quickens the pace of her hips. “Taking this so well darling.” Rhea coos to you whining when the sound of your wet heat reach her ears. Your back arches off the bed as you wrap your arms around her neck. Your voice is pitchy as you mewl out her name, Rhea muffles your cries as she drags her lips across yours yet again. 

“Such a good girl.” Rhea murmurs to you as her head dips to suck at your collarbone. Your moans warble unintelligibly as you clench around the girth of the dildo. “Rhea-I-oh my god!” You can’t even speak a full sentence with how good she’s rutting into you. Rhea knows this responding with a knowing chuckle. “Does that feel good baby?” She purrs to you lowly, hand gripping just a little bit tighter on your neck. 

You nod simply, already fucked completely dumb by her precise thrusts. Another keen slips from your lips as Rhea lifts up your legs, the position making her immediately find the part inside of you that had you writhing beneath her. “Oh there we fucking go.” Rhea sighs as your eyes roll back again. “Right there? Yeah?” She chides. She knows fully well that you couldn’t answer even if you wanted. But as you nod your head vigorously Rhea’s smirk deepens. “Right fucking there.” The gravelly timbre in her voice has you clawing at her back as she continues to pound into you.

“Fuck me…” you trail off in your wreaked state unable to get out more than a few words. “M-mommy please I- Rhea!” The tightened coil of pleasure winds deep in your belly, close to snapping. You’re so very, very close. 

“Don’t stop—don’t stop I’m-‘m gonna cum!” Rhea groans at your state grabbing gently at your face. “I don’t plan on stopping love.” She grins as you shudder. “Go ahead and make a mess sweetheart, mommy’s got you.”  Rhea squeezes again at your throat, and at her lewd words you moan out her name, coming with a hoarse cry. Rhea continues to piston her hips until you’re fucked throughly through your orgasm. As she stills, you pull her body against  yours. 

“All good?” Rhea asks smoothly, her breath hitches however when you press several love bites onto her bare chest. You nod tiredly but nonetheless brighten as Rhea draws nameless shapes into your skin gazing at you lovingly. “My pretty girl.” She whispers wrapped up in the feeling of just being with you. “My stubborn woman.” You coo back just as lovingly but you both laugh knowing how close to the truth it was.

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

• Rhea Ripley x Reader

Summary: getting tongue pierced with Rhea

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"Rhea.... I am so nervous."

"Babygirl. I am here with you. Holding your hand. You will be fine. I promise it isn't that bad."

I am sitting in the little chair waiting to get my tongue pierced, so I can match my girlfriend Rhea. The piercer comes in and talks me through everything he is going to do before we do the actual piercing. I squeeze Rhea's hand. The piercer makes me stick out my tongue and gets the clamp and the marks ready.

"You got this babygirl."

I close my eyes and squeeze her hand. The piercer gets the needle ready and pushes it through my tongue. He grabs the jewelry and puts it in my tongue. He tightens the balls and tells me I am all done. I look over at Rhea and she has a big smile on her face. We get up, grab our things, pay and walk out to the car. We get in the car and Rhea grabs my hand.

"I told you it wouldn't be that bad."

I giggle and smile at her.

"Okay it wasn't that bad. Wanna take a selfie together to show it off?"

"Yes please babygirl."

I pull out my phone and take a selfie with her with our tongues sticking out to show off our tongue piercings.

The end

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[juceynightmare]

the original sin - rhea ripley x fem!reader oneshot

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pairing(s): rhea ripley x fem!reader

warning(s): swearing, implied smut, bible references, dom/sub undertones, wrestling is actual fighting with no pre-determined winner

genre(s): fluff, angst-ish

summary: y/n and rhea are in a long-term rivalry with rhea's smackdown women's championship being put on the line at wrestlemania. y/n really shouldn't be messing around with rhea in the weeks leading up to their match, considering she absolutely hates rhea's guts. but that doesn't exactly stop her.

“i’m pretty sure they call this the original sin.” rhea mused, her lips brushing against the skin of y/n’s neck. she pressed kisses along the exposed skin, drawing out soft whimpers from the girl’s mouth. rhea’s grip on her hips just as soft as the wall that rhea had pinned her against. “eve trusting the snake above god.” rhea murmured against the skin of y/n’s throat, planting her lips firmly against her soft skin and sucking and nibbling against it.

y/n’s brows furrowed in annoyance, bringing her hand up and grabbing at rhea’s hair. she yanked her back, forcing rhea to meet her gaze. “i don't trust you. and if i wanted a lesson on the bible, i would have gone to church.” y/n groaned, hating the way a smirk had curled a corner of rhea’s lips upwards.

“if not trust, then what do you call this? i could break all of your bones right now and leave you unable to wrestle.” rhea mused, bringing a hand up to wrap around y/n’s wrist. she pulled y/n’s hand out of her hair, pressing a quick kiss to her lips before dropping to her knees in front of her. “besides, it's important to note that we are in church, and i’m about to worship at the altar.” she continued, guiding y/n to hook one of her legs over her shoulder as rhea pushed up the fabric of her skirt and pulled down the other woman’s panties.

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“you were off your game today.” came rhea’s voice as soon as y/n turned a corner into the emptier part of the backstage arena.

y/n rolled her eyes, her hand clutching an ice pack that she was given by the trainers to her shoulder. “more like you couldn’t just fucking sit your ass backstage. you’re just afraid that i’d get too much momentum before our match so you have to interfere during my match tonight and injure me for good measure.” y/n growled as she approached rhea. she let rhea pull the ice pack off of her shoulder, observing the bruise that was starting to form after rhea had thrown y/n into the barricade… over and over again until y/n was crying and begging her to stop.

“you should have expected it, baby. i’ve come out every week to fuck you up, why would this week be any different? that’s why i said you were off your game today, you didn’t expect it at all.” rhea laughed, leaning down and pressing a kiss to y/n’s bruised shoulder that had y/n shivering.

and when rhea meets her gaze, y/n swore she could see something like an apology in rhea’s gaze.

“are we going to fuck or what? because i’ll just go to liv or someone else.” y/n huffed, tearing her gaze away from rhea’s before she could start looking too into rhea’s feelings.

she felt rhea’s hands rest on her waist, and the sound of the ice pack dropping to the ground echoed off the walls. rhea dipped her head down to whisper in y/n’s ear. “we both know that little bitch can’t ever make you feel as good as i do.”

y/n raised her hand, tangling her fist into rhea’s hair and pulling her back forcefully, just how rhea liked it. “don’t think that just because you threw me into the barricade today means that you get to be in charge.” she grunted, backing rhea against the wall and letting go of her hair.

y/n watched as genuine shock appeared on rhea’s face at her words, before it was quickly covered by rhea’s usual overly confident smile.

“you can try, baby.” rhea mused, before y/n threw an arm around rhea’s neck and pulled the other woman down for a kiss.

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[trouble] why do you look so sad?

y/n looked up from her phone as soon as the text message appeared on top of her youtube video. she looked around the room, finding the judgement day sat at their usual table. and although the boys were laughing loudly and clearly engaged in conversation, rhea was absolutely horrible at hiding the fact that she was glancing over at y/n every now and then. when y/n caught rhea's gaze, she watched the other woman smile and wink at her before she turned her attention back to her phone to type up a response.

[y/n] stop looking at me, i hate you.

[trouble] you weren’t saying that last night when i came over to your hotel room.

[trouble] now, why are you sulking all alone in the corner? i watched you shoo away liv, so i know you’re in a mood.

[y/n] didn’t get cleared to wrestle tn because some whore threw me into the barricade like crazy a couple days ago.

[y/n] they don’t want to risk me getting injured before wrestlemania so i’m just here.

[trouble] why aren’t you going back to your hotel then? do you want me to order you an uber, baby?

[y/n] don’t call me that. and no, there’s a match i’m looking forward to watching tonight. i wouldn't be able to watch it if i went back to the hotel.

[trouble] it’s mine, isn’t it?

[y/n] in your dreams.

[trouble] i’m leaving this cinnamon roll here. it’s the last one and i haven’t seen you eat yet.

[trouble] let me know what you think of my match, baby.

[y/n] stop calling me that. also i’ll be leaving before your match even starts.

[y/n] thank you for the cinnamon roll though.

when rhea, dom, finn, and damian finally left catering, y/n stood up and walked over to the table they once occupied. she grabbed the stray cinnamon roll that was left on a small plate on the table and walked back over to the locker room.

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"what are you doing out here?" y/n asked as she walked out on to the balcony of her hotel room with the blanket from the bed wrapped around her frame. "it's cold in bed without you." she mumbled, walking up to stand behind rhea and wrapping her arms around rhea's waist from behind.

rhea was leaning against the railing, dressed in only her shirt and her panties. she wouldn't admit that she was absolutely freezing before y/n had hugged her from behind and enveloped her in her warmth. "nervous about tomorrow." rhea admitted, turning around in y/n's arms so she could face the smaller girl. she looked down at y/n, who was already looking up at her with a wide smile.

"what's there to be nervous about?" y/n asked as rhea wrapped her arms around the girl from over the blanket, hugging the blanket close to her frame so that the wind wouldn't have any space to slip in and reach her bare skin.

"i have a title to keep, and my opponent is, admittedly, the only other person in the locker room who deserves it." rhea admitted softly, the tenderness in her tone catching y/n off guard. y/n stared up at rhea with wide eyes, observing as a blush rose to rhea's cheeks and something like timidness had filled her gaze.

for once, y/n felt as though she had finally breached rhea's walls.

y/n leaned up, pecking rhea's lips gently and whispering, "well, i heard from a little birdie that she's hoping the champ doesn't go easy on her. she does want to earn it fair and square if she wins." she stepped back from rhea, hugging the blanket back to her frame and turning around. "come back soon, i can't sleep with a cold bed." she called out to rhea as she walked back inside the hotel room

rhea glanced out at the city skyline once more, smiling to herself before following y/n back into the room and shutting the balcony door behind her.

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pain shot throughout her body as rhea's music played. the adrenaline had finally worn off, and all y/n could feel was her entire body aching. she was unable to open her eyes, the bright lights were too blinding for her and the crowd's loud cheers were beginning to make her feel overwhelmed.

she didn't even know she was crying on the mat until she felt someone sit her up and wipe away her tears.

"you put up a good fight, baby." she heard rhea whisper in her ear, and suddenly, her entire body was being carried out of the ring.

something heavy was laying on her chest, and when y/n opened her eyes in the slightest, she could see the smackdown women's championship belt was resting on her upper body as rhea was carrying y/n up the ramp.

"shouldn't you be celebrating in the ring?" y/n whispered, her voice soft and weak with embarrassment of losing on the grandest stage of them all and having to be carried out of the ring by the woman she was supposed to be rivals to the grave with.

"i have more important things to attend to." rhea answered, ignoring her own pain until she finally made it past the curtain and into the guerilla where the judgement day were waiting.

despite rhea's protests, damian had taken y/n out of rhea's arms. the three men had speculated that something was going on between rhea and y/n, considering all the times they had gone searching for rhea backstage to only find her gone and to have run into liv who was also looking for y/n. however, they knew better to assume anything. tonight, though, after rhea's very public display of affection for y/n, the three men knew they were right in their theories.

finn and dom supported rhea by walking beside her with her arms thrown over both of her shoulders. it wasn't until damian had set y/n down on the table in front of the trainers that rhea had physically let the pain finally take over her body.

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[hhh] so, you and rhea?

[y/n] i guess

[hhh] happy for you, and congrats on your match

[y/n] thank you, boss.

[hhh] will you be fine by backlash? if you're up for it, i'm sure the fans would love to see a rematch. of course, everyone assumed you were sworn enemies, so we'll see how they will react to the buildup now that the hatred was actually just really bad sexual tension.

y/n looked to her right where rhea was reading the text messages alongside her. "what do you think?" y/n asked.

rhea met her gaze and grinned, bringing a hand up to cup y/n's cheek and run her thumb gently over the bruise that had formed on y/n's cheekbone. "you went easy on me at wrestlemania, i know you did just because of what i said that night." she hummed, and she watched y/n's cheeks flare red in embarrassment. "i didn't start this... whatever we are... because i wanted to get in your head and get an easy win, baby. so i'm hoping you're up for a rematch where you don't go easy on me." rhea mused with a chuckle.

y/n leaned back against rhea's chest, turning her attention back to her phone.

[y/n] i'll fight her.

[y/n] don't worry, we'll make the build up interesting. but sorry about the sexual tension, boss.

[hhh] don't forget we have cameras in the backstage area, y/n. even in the places where you and rhea usually run off to.

[hhh] have a goodnight, kiddo.

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