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claymorexpunisher · 7 months

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BFB (18+ One-Shot)

Pairing(s): Seth Rollins/Fem. Reader

Summary: Reader comes over while Seth's sister-reader's bff- isn't home.

Tags/TWs: Best friend's brother, reader is in her 20s, consensual sex, doggy style, hint of exhibitionism, biting (if you blink)

DISCLAIMER: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂

Word Count: 446

My best friend had an older brother named Seth who was so gorgeous, it was unfair.

But luckily for me, I didn’t have to try too hard before we started sneaking and fooling around while his sister-my best friend- wasn’t around.

They lived together so almost every day, I’d come over earlier than expected, knowing my bestie wasn’t home and we’d take advantage of the time we had left before she’d come back from work.

Did we feel bad about lying to my best friend? Sure.

Were we going to stop any time soon? Fuck no.

It was way too fun to sneak around and the potential risk of getting caught- though we took careful measures not to- was too much of a turn-on to pass up…

My fingers clenched the sheets of Seth’s bed, my body bouncing up and down with every thrust, as his facial hair burned deliciously between my shoulder blades and his lips dragged against my skin.

I groaned and clenched my eyes shut in pleasure as Seth’s teeth then ever so softly sunk into the skin of my shoulder, muffling a groan of his own.

With his body draped against mine I felt every moment he made as if it were my own.

Here in this room, I wasn’t just his sister’s best friend.

I was his.

“Holy shit, this never gets old. Jesus, babe….” Seth murmured in my ear; his words were completely drunk with lust.

“It really doesn’t,” I groaned, letting my forehead fall against the soft olive-green sheets. My voice read with exhaustion, but my hips met his slow rhythm.

“We have to hurry, though…” I whined, my hips picking up speed.

I didn’t know if I was rushing just to get mine or because I was truly worried that Seth’s sister would come home and find us wrapped up in each other like this.

But Seth wasn’t entertaining that.

“Or what? Its not like my sister and I just barge into each other’s rooms.” Seth whispered, his breath coming out in small puffs against my skin.

I shook my head adamantly.

“But my car’s in the driveway, she’s gonna think that’s weird-“

“The only thing you should be thinking about right is how good I’m making you feel. Not my sister, not anyone else. Me. Do you understand me?”

Seth shut me up real quick with a firm hand at the small of my back and a different angle of his hips, making me see a smattering of stars behind my eyes and he quickly made me forget anything and everything else around us that wasn’t our bodies or the pleasure we were giving each other…

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greygirlmoxley · 11 months

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Masterlist

I realize that my masterlist was unavailable on mobile because it is a separate page. I have not written anything new in a while as I have been trying to house all my stories at AO3. If you’re interested, the stores are listed below; I appreciate your read!

Ambrollins

That Beast Inside

Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley

“Ain’t trying to cause her no complications……” (Choose 2 request)

“All these raindrops……” (Choose 2 request)

“And I love it when we misbehave…” (Choose 2 request)

“Are you gonna open this door…” (1 of 6 request)

“Baby, you just a little too sweet for me…” (Choose 2 request)

Bedroom Wrestling Ring: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, and Part Ten

Best Kept Secret

“Boy, you never lose…” (Choose 2 request)

“Cause I’m just a prisoner …” (Choose 2 request)

Couch Cuddles

Daddy’s Good Girl: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three

“Dean, what I hate the most…” (1 of 6 request)

Don’t Come Looking for Love

“Every little thing you do…” (Choose 2 request)

Everything’s On Me

Good Girls Get Lonely

Got a Thing For You

“Got a taste for the cherry…” (Choose 2 request)

“Grab my body, baby…” (Choose 2 request)

“Head on your chest,babe…” (Choose 2 request)

“Hey sweet cheeks…” (1 of 6 request)

“How to love, he ain’t got a clue…” (Choose 2 request)

“I am not really known…” (Choose 2 request)

IDGAF

“I can’t figure out…” (Choose 2 request)

“I couldn’t be more proud…” (1 of 6 request)

“If it does rain…” (Choose 2 request)

“I know this is unlike me…” (1 of 6 request)

“I love you…” (1 of 6 request)

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“I’m just looking for ways…” (Choose 2 request)

Jealous Type

Know It’s Not Over: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, and Part Ten (Conclusion)

A Lady’s Loyalty

“Let your guard down a little…” (Choose 2 request)

“Love and hate, get it wrong…” (Choose 2 request)

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Maybe It’s The Way You Hold Me

“Now that I know the truth…” (Choose 2 Request)

On My Radar

Pain In My Heart: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, and Part Ten (Conclusion)

“Say you don’t…” (Choose 2 request)

See, My Sun Won’t Shine

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“So busy trying to play with my head …” (Choose 2 request)

Some Girls Like Simple

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“That’s not gonna happen…” (1 of 6 request)

“That’s why…” (Choose Two request)

Testing Waters

“There’s one heart…” (1 of 6 request)

Times Like These: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, and Part Ten (Conclusion)

Tough Love: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, and Part Four

“We were bound…” (1 of 6 request)

“Why you gotta make your heart so hard to find…” (Choose 2 request)

Workaholic

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“You won’t be laughing…” (1 of 6 request)

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Finn Balor

Rather Be

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Roman Reigns

“All I need is you…” (1 of 6 request)

“And I love it when we misbehave…” (Choose 2 request)

“Do you feel…” (1 of 6 request)

Don’t Want the Rest of Your Life

“Don’t worry, once I get to you…” (Choose 2 request)

Feel the Same Way I Do

“Happy Birthday…” (Choose 2 request)

“I can’t figure out…” (Choose 2 request)

“I can’t lie, I miss you much…” (Choose 2 request)

“I can’t live without you…” (1 of 6 request)

“If you keep this up…” (Choose 2 request)

“I get filthy when…” (1 of 6 request)

“I heard…” (1 of 6 request)

“I know you only see me…” (1 of 6 request)

“I��I lost…” (1 of 6 request)

“I’m always going to…” (1 of 6 request)

“I may not…” (1 of 6 request)

“I’m down for a one night stand…” (Choose 2 Request)

“I’m the girl you’ve been waiting for…” (Choose 2 request)

“I never knew I needed…” (1 of 6 request)

“I thought I made myself clear…” (1 of 6 request)

“I want you to meet…” (1 of 6 request)

“Mind is worn…” (Choose 2 request)

“My heart belongs to you…” (Choose 2 request)

Rock the Boat: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, and Part Ten (Conclusion)

Saddle Up

“She said she wish…” (Choose 2 request)

“Sorry for the trouble…” (Choose 2 request)

“This ain’t the right time…” (Choose 2 request)

“To say we’re in love is dangerous…” (Choose 2 request)

Tree Carvings

“Try to keep my balance……” (Choose 2 request)

Welcome Home

“What did I do…” (1 of 6 request)

“Where the hell have you been…” (Choose Two request)

“Will you be mine…” (1 of 6 request)

“You’re all I’ll ever need…” (1 of 6 request)

“You’re poison running through my veins…” (Choose 2 Request)

“You are you the love of my life…” (1 of 6 request)

You Can’t Get It Back

“You got all the questions…” (Choose 2 request)

“You mean…” (1 of 6 request)

You Must Be Onto Me

“You ruined the surprise…” (1 of 6 request)

“You walked into my life…” (Choose 2 request)

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Sami Zayn

Imma Flirt

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Seth Rollins

All the Girls Aren’t After You

“And I don’t wanna come between you and your man…” (Choose 2 request)

“Are you ashamed of me…” (1 of 6 request)

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“Babe, your champ is home…” (1 of 6 request)

“Babe, he’ll be fine…” (1 of 6 request)

Blinded

Blurred Images

“Do you really want…” (1 of 6 request)

“Don’t you dare…” (1 of 6 request)

Hallway Homies

“How could you…” (1 of 6 request)

“I am a fire, you’re gasoline…” (Choose 2 request)

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“I saw you…” (1 of 6 request)

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Is You Somebody’s Baby

“I was the one…” (Choose 2 request)

Keeper

“Maybe I Deserve…” (Choose 2 request)

Pay It No Mind: Part One and Part Two

Perfume

“She said she wish…” (Choose 2 request)

“So give me that high……” (Choose 2 request)

Success Brings Suspicions

“This is falling…” (1 of 6 request)

What You Want

Wrong Words, Wrong Time

“You know our love would be tragic…” (Choose 2 request)

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The Shield

Birthday Boys

Chicken Noodle Soup

Roll With the Punches

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Co-Wrote

Chance Encounter

Family Matters

The Female Architect

Inner Bad Girl

Make Believe I Don’t Care

Putting Things Right

That’s What Friends Are For

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Drabble Collection

Drabbles (1st Edition - Halloween)

Drabbles (2nd Edition - Happy Holidays)

Drabbles (3rd Edition - Valentine’s Day)

Drabbles (4th Edition - Types of Kisses)

#masterlist #wwe fiction #aew fiction #roman reigns x reader #seth rollins x reader #dean ambrose x reader #jon moxley x reader #sami zayn x reader #finn balor x reader

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jeysuso · 8 months

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if you think seth or kevin are in the wrong for honouring their friend windham rotunda and not simply a fictional character then you're a fucking weirdo actually

#seth rollins #kevin owens #go cry somewhere else. they loved that man #get fucked.#also complaining that seth said yowie wowie 😭😭😭😭 come the fuck on. shut up.#colby and windham were friends. colby just lost his FRIEND.#and you're worried about a fictional fucking show. pricks.

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wrestlersownmyheart · 7 months

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Seth Rollins Drabble #3

“What are you talking about,” you asked, still pulling at the leather cuffs around your wrists.

“Baby, don’t hurt yourself,” he said, rising to his feet and walking over to you. You glanced down at yourself and noted that your t-shirt had been cut open and your bra was exposed. Your jean-clad legs trembled in something other than fear.

He checked the cuffs to make sure they weren’t too tight on you.

“What are you doing, Seth?”

His mouth twitched, as if he was fighting off a slight smile and he looked into your eyes with his dark ones.

“I want to play a game…”

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mamirhodessxox · 1 month

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New FF In the works because I keep coming up with ideas every single night when I should be sleeping

Dead Witches Wish

Vampire!Cody Rhodes x Witch Fem OC!Reader

Genre: Horror, Thriller, Paranormal, Mystery, Smut

Contents: Violence, Death, Marijuana, Alcohol, Disturbing descriptions of certain paranormal creatures, Smut in later chapters, Arachnophobia, Stalking.

Desc: Evara Barker has a family history of her family living in small towns right near the Appalachian Mountains which is a place known to hold mysteries, but one of the towns take place in Salem Massachusetts which is right by the mountains, she & her bestfriend Renna decided to move there after she started to have cryptic dreams of a woman giving her signs that she is destined to be in that exact town that is known for many disturbing things involving the Salem Witch Trials.

This story will be inspired by The Salem Witch Trials, The folklore & creepy stories on the Appalachian mountains.

Character List:

Evara Barkee

Renn Alden

Cody Rhodes (Lowkey a stalker 😃👍)

Randy Orton

Emilia Rhodes

Other characters will be introduced throughout this series.

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thlayli-ra · 2 months

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I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner but it came to me the other day and I just had to write it down. A wee fic to dip my toe back into the Valetverse again.

When Hell Froze Over

Characters - Seth Rollins, CM Punk, Drew McIntyre, others mentioned

AU - Valetverse (created by Syreina)

Rating - Mature

Warnings - Swearing

Words - ~1,577 words

Background Info - In a world where women no longer exist, society is split into two; dominants (the ruling class) and valets (who possess the 'inualidus chromosome' that allows them to bear children). Stripped of basic human rights, valets are expected to be entirely subservient to the dominants that claim them and few are prized higher than the valets of the WWE. Seth Rollins and CM Punk are both such valets and are married to Roman Reigns and The Undertaker, respectively.

Summary - Seth Rollins had it all and was convinced nobody could take it away from him. Until the static hit!

***Please note; the author of this fic is a Punk girlie (ng) so everything written here, including the hate, is done with loving affection. I have no problem with Punk haters interacting, so long as we all keep it civil. Thank you!😘***

He was the Visionary! He was the Revolutionary! He was Seth Freakin' Rollins!

And he was on top of the world!

Standing in the cage, he closed his eyes and savoured the sound of the crowd chanting the sweeping notes of his entrance music long after the TitanTron had gone quiet, waving his arms to encourage them to carry on and on and on. Precious gold hung heavy around his waist, the World Heavyweight Championship, symbolising his position as the top dog on Monday Night Raw. The headliner, the main-eventer, the face of the brand. Even backstage, he was looked up to and respected, acknowledged by all as the valet locker-room leader.

Meanwhile his husband Roman Reigns, the Tribal Chief and dominant locker-room leader, was making headlines with his historic reign as the Undisputed WWE Universal Champion over on Smackdown, proving once and for all that he was the Head of the Table, while his other husband, fellow valet and recently re-branded Jon Moxley, was dominating the 'other company' with his faction, the brutal Blackpool Combat Club.

The Shield may no longer exist in paper, but nobody could deny their stranglehold on the current wrestling landscape. Sweeter still, nobody came close to challenging them for it.

Not even the Judgement Day! Chasing their newest runt, JD McDonagh to the top of the cage, Seth and his team mate, Sami Zayn, grabbed hold of their foe. Ignoring his pleas for mercy, they threw him towards a waiting Randy Orton below who executed a picture perfect RKO to finish off the Irishman, adding him to the list of his fallen brothers. All it took was a Cross Rhodes for Cody to metaphorically cut off the head of their leader, Damian Priest, and going in for the pin, the ref counted the one, two, three.

The bell rang and the crowd went wild for their victory. Grinning from ear-to-ear, Seth lapped up the applause, his body wracked with the pain and exertion of the brutal War Games match. Below him, Cody was embracing his husband, Randy, who had triumphantly returned from an eighteen month absence due to a back injury. Seth gazed warmly at the happy pair but beneath his smile, his cogs were already turning. Randy was no push-over in the ring, and Cody, the prodigal son, had a way with the crowd that almost rivalled his own. They were potential threats, ones that could prove dangerous in the future. However, as of that moment in time, they were on the same team and on the same wavelength. Seth wasn't worried. He was too engrossed in relishing his fresh victory, cherishing the noise of adoration from the WWE Universe.

And then the static hit!

Somehow the noise grew, a jet engine roaring in his ear.

'No! No fucking way!'

And there he was! Sauntering in with a plain white shirt and the smuggest grin on his face. As if he had any business being there at all!

CM Punk! Phil fucking Calaway, himself!

Seth couldn't believe his eyes, this couldn't be happening. Punk was finished, washed up, done! He'd been fired from that pissant company, branded a thug, a bully, a locker-room cancer. He'd had his character, his reputation and legacy dragged so viciously in the dirt that he'd never clean his slate again. Never!

So, how the fuck was this happening?

Seth saw red! Pushing back his stunned teammates, he stomped out the cage door, heading for the ramp. His path was blocked by refs and production crew, sensing the rage pulsing through the champion's veins. Seth didn't care. He saw the so-called Best in the World posturing at the entranceway, taking selfies with fans, teasing them with taps on his wristwatch.

And they were lapping it all up! They should have booed him out of the building like they were doing on those other shows, blowing the roof off with chants of 'CM Sucks! CM Sucks!' Not welcoming him back with open arms like some conquering hero. This wasn't fair! This wasn't right!

He had walked out on them nearly ten years ago. He had abandoned them all; the company, the valet division, the fans, even those that needed him most. Right when they'd finally given him the ball, he'd dropped it and never looked back. Not only that but he had done everything in his power to tear it all down since.

So now, he could just... walk back in?

NO! He wasn't having it! Not in his company!

'Woah, woah! Easy there.' He had more people around him now; Cody and Sami, even Michael Cole and Corey Graves had left the commentary table to try and calm Seth down, force him back. It only ignited the fire further.

It was all caught on a fan's mobile phone. How he had repeatedly stuck up his middle fingers at Punk, swearing bloody murder at him with the foulest language he could muster. It would become viral, as much a talking point of that night as the return that proved hell had truly frozen over.

CM Punk was back in the WWE.

While everything else; the War Games match, the victory, even Orton's return all fell away into the background.

Even for Seth, who now had only one focus, one vision. Hearing Punk spew his empty apologies, prattling on about conquering his white whale of main-eventing Wrestlemania, saying that he was finally 'home' before signing that dotted line that tied him to the red brand - Seth's brand! - caused that wrath inside of him to bubble into a boiling froth until he could stand it no longer.

His music hit and he stormed out to the ring. Standing toe-to-toe with his former friend, now his bitter enemy, he stared down the older valet without fear. Eyeing up the deeper lines in his face, the grey in his beard, the new scars marring his skin. Behind those pursed lips, he knew a tooth was missing. Punk had changed in so many ways.

But so had Seth. He was no longer the kitten, and he had outgrown the Architect. He was now the veteran, the top guy, the champion, and Punk was beneath him in every way possible.

'Don't you dare call this place your home!' Seth warned the older man. 'This is my home! This is our home and I will do everything in my power to protect it from people like you!'

Punk looked on, his arms crossed across his chest, blinking slowly like a bored cat. Never once making a move to grab a mic himself.

'I'm going to say this plainly, with every fibre of my being,' he paused, ensuring he could see the look on Punk's face as he uttered, 'I hate you!' It stung him, the older valet ducking his head. 'The truth always comes out, pal, and I know, you know, everybody here knows... this is your last chance.' Another pause, letting the significance of his words set in. 'So one of two things is gonna happen; you either expose yourself and self-destruct like you always do. Or if, by some miracle, you have changed, and you've got any gas left in this old tank? Maybe one day you'll be lucky enough to stand across the ring from me, in a World Heavyweight Championship match and then I will expose you for the fraud that you are!'

Finally, finally, Punk grabbed a microphone and Seth readied himself. The other valet was notorious on the mic, it had been what had propelled him above the rest, that had broken down barriers and glass ceilings, that had changed the entire culture of wrestling as a whole. He knew that whatever was coming his way was bound to be brutal.

'Are you done?' the older man asked, patronisingly. Seth tried to keep calm, hide his ire. 'That's your one free pass to stand here and speak to me disrespectfully without me coming after you.' Pass? A free pass? Seth didn't need a fucking free pass! But he had no time to argue back as Punk went on, announcing that he was entering the Royal Rumble. 'And when CM Punk wins, maybe, Seth, it's you, he's coming after!'

The confrontation was over, and even though by all standards, it should have been another victory for Seth, it felt hollow. What good was winning a war of words when his enemy refused to fight?

But he was coming for him, he knew that for certain now. He wanted that main event at Wrestlemania, he wanted that shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.

He couldn't let that happen.

But then, as a Scottish poet once said, "the best laid schemes o' mice an' men, gang aft a-gley." Seth injured his knee a few weeks later. He would not be able to fulfil his promise himself.

So he took inspiration from another Scot...

There had been another who was equally enraged at Punk's return. That same night, at Survivor Series, he had stormed out when Cult of Personality hit. A towering, hulking brute who had grown jaded and angry. Who had a knack for putting other superstars on the shelf. Another, who had entered his name into the Royal Rumble.

'Drew McIntyre,' Seth accosted the Scottish Warrior backstage.

'What do you want?' the huge dominant snarled down at him.

Seth was unfazed. 'I believe we both have a common enemy.' McIntyre's eyes narrowed, a sparkle of intrigue in the intense blues. Seth knew then and there that he had the dominant's attention. 'You say you want to redeem yourself?'

He leant in close, whispering conspiratorially.

'How would you like to be the saviour of Wrestlemania?'

Tags; @my-intrests @selamat-linting

#Thlayli-writes #wrestling fanfiction #wwe fan fiction #seth rollins #cm punk #drew mcintyre #survivor series #cm return #ficlet #valetverse au

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wipbigbang · 3 days

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queencherryberry · 1 year

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I want to do another self insert fic with Riddle, but I also want to do a poly fic. I just can’t decide who the third person should be. Here’s the people bouncing around in my head:

Rhea Ripley

Damian Priest

Cody Rhodes

Seth Rollins

Jey Uso

Becky Lynch

Naomi

Pete Dunne

Drew McIntyre

Randy Orton

Imma let y’all do what you do best. Imma let y’all decide the third person.

#seth rollins #cody rhodes #drew mcintyre #jey uso #damian priest #fan fiction #self insert #randy orton #matt riddle #becky lynch #rhea ripley #pete dunne #naomi wwe

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claymorexpunisher · 11 months

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Liberación- Ch.4/? (WWE Fic) (18+) (Repost)

Summary: Harper and Drew started Liberacion as a way to heal. And it slowly became bigger than they could've have ever imagined...

Main Pairings: Drew McIntyre/OFC, Damian Priest/OFC, Roman Reigns/OFC.

Side Characters: Mercedes Mone, Liv Morgan, Seth Rollins, Becky Lynch, and more.

Tags: 18+, praise kink, daddy kink, size kink, kink negotiation, consensual kink, consensual non-consent, BDSM, knife play, light blood play, bratting, hair-pulling, breeding kink, and more.

Word Count: 3,733

~Present~

It wasn’t until months later that I approached Drew with the idea of Liberacion.

We both agreed to be co-owners, what with him being in the lifestyle longer than me and the fact that both of us had been through negative experiences with unsafe pseudo-Doms who abused their power.

It was pretty much a no-brainer.

During those months, I noticed Tati and Drew getting closer and closer after he and Monica broke up and it pleased me to find out that they eventually began dating.

They were absolutely perfect for one another, and I knew they both secretly had feelings for one another, so I figured it was only a matter of time.

‘’You grab from here. You never want to grab from the sides or the front.’’ Drew instructed one of his Doms and Subs in training.

‘’You wanna make her come, you don’t wanna scalp her. Got that?’’ he chuckled, demonstrating what he meant by grabbing the hair at the back of the young woman’s head firmly.

I couldn’t help but smile to myself every time I watched Drew work.

He was a natural and each time I watched him; I knew I couldn’t have picked a better person to create this establishment with.

Yet still, I got a major sense of déjà vu as the day went on.

I could tell something was on his mind and my suspicions were confirmed when he cut the training session short.

‘’Everything okay, D?’’ I asked him, fully prepared to get brushed off by him but he answered me with a question of his own.

‘’Can Tee and I speak with you in your office when she gets here?’’ Drew asked, resting his palms against the bar counter that I was standing behind.

Instantly I frowned thinking something was up.

He looked nervous, and Tatianna didn’t really look any better when she arrived.

‘’Let’s go- Girls! I’m leaving you in charge.’’ I said to the ladies serving refreshments and food to the club goers before I led Tati and Drew into my office.

‘’Okay, so! Spill… just so we’re clear- neither of you is dying, right?’’ I asked them in an attempt to lighten the mood and luckily, it worked.

‘’No! Nothing like that,’’ Tati giggled.

Drew agreed, chuckling softly.

It was a nervous sound, but I’d take it over them looking at me as if I were going to eat them.

‘’We just had a question for you… Look,’’ Drew sighed, lightly running the pad of his index finger over his brow as he thought of his next words.

‘’You know exactly what Drew went through with Monica. And you’ve been through similar things with... well, with Jason. And there’s nobody that I- that we, trust more when it comes to something like this. And we just- ‘’ Tati began to say but Drew beat her to the punch.

‘’We wanted to know if you’d be my Dom.’’ Drew blurted out.

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nevereverafter45 · 1 year

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Never Ever After Masterlist

Playlists

More will be added once I find all my old google docs

Seth Rollins

Stronger Than Yesterday

Roman Reigns

I'm Yours

Dean Ambrose

Live Fast Die Beautiful

Drew McIntyre-

Trio of Angels

Shane McMahon

One For The Money (also a Randy Orton story)

John Cena

Never Ever After

Chris Jericho

Another Trip Around

Christian Cage-

State of Affair

The Miz/ John Morrison

Lessons That Are Meant To Be Learned

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roadtogracelandx45 · 2 years

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Coming between July 16th and Sept 16th updated August 22nd

Chapter 1 of Among Angels

Chapter 1 of Heartbreak

Chapter 1 of So Called American Dream

Chapter 1 of On the Edge

Chapter 1 of Charming Town

Chapter 1 of Please Let me Help You *rewrite*

Chapter 2 of Loyalty

Chapter 1 of Matters of the Heart

Chapter 5 of The Golden Child and the Mistake

Chapter 1 of Life in the Fastlane

Chapter 1 of Through The Heart

Chapter 2 of Rosemary

Chapter 1 of Justifiable

Chapter 1 of Paradise Undone

Chapter 2 of Hearts Full of Ice

Chapter 2 of Game Changers

Chapter 1 of Under Pressure

Chapter 1 of Some Vows Need to Be Broken

Chapter 1 of Stronger Than Yesterday

Chapter 1 of Dark Before Midnight

Chapter 1 of Light In The Darkness

Chapter 1 of Don't Stop Believing

Chapter 1 of Thin Blue Line

Chapter 1 of Rebel Hearts

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wrestlersownmyheart · 7 months

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Seth Rollins: Drabble #6

It was your turn to be quiet as he asked his next question.

“How long have you been in love with me?”

You gasped. “Seth…”

“How long?”

Tears of mortification burned your eyes. “S-several months.”

He stood to his feet. Headed toward you.

Before he could say anything you rambled ahead with a question of your own.

“Do you have feelings for me?”

“Yes.”

No pause. No hesitation. He was by your side now. Reaching out, brushing his finger over your neck, making you shiver.

“For how long?”

“My turn, remember?”

He watched you for a moment. “For how long were you planning to go through this abuse?”

You swallowed hard and shrugged. “I didn’t plan to go through it at all. I just had no way out.” You paused. “Will you untie me?”

“Not yet.”

Suddenly, everything went dark as Seth placed a blindfold over your eyes.

You felt his warm, moist lips brush over the bruising at your ribs. “DId you hope I’d come to your rescue?”

“Y-yes,” you whimpered, taken aback by the feel of his mouth on your skin.

Sensing your pleasure, he shifted his mouth up to your neck, lightly nipped you there, and instantly moved his mouth over yours, kissing you thoroughly. His tongue plundered your mouth.

“Do you want me?”

You didn’t care that he was cheating and asking more than one question.

“Yes. But I can’t. Not yet.”

There was a soft sigh of frustration. “Why not?”

“Because I don’t actually believe in premarital sex.”

“So, what was the situation with your scumbag boyfriend? He doesn’t seem like the type to abide by that kind of rule.”

“He wasn’t the type. At all.”

You said nothing else as more tears burned your eyes beneath the blind fold.

“The son of a…”

“Please, untie me, Seth.”

In the next instant your wrists and ankles were freed.

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ambrollinstrash · 2 years

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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: World Wrestling Entertainment, Professional Wrestling, All Elite Wrestling Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, AJ Lee/CM Punk, Seth Rollins & Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins & AJ Lee Characters: Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley, Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, Roman Reigns, AJ Lee (Professional Wrestling), CM Punk, William Regal, James Ellsworth, Daniel Bryan | Bryan Danielson, Wheeler Yuta, Andrade El Idolo Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Criminals, Crimes & Criminals, Organized Crime, Criminal Dean, Police Officer Seth, Meet-Cute, First Meetings, Falling In Love, Boys In Love, Eventual Romance, Angst and Romance, First Time Blow Jobs, Hostage Situations, Threats of Violence, Gun Violence, Minor Character Death Summary:

Rookie cop, Seth Rollins, knew of Dean Ambrose. He knew that he was the infamous crime boss William Regal’s odd-job guy, he knew he had a record, he knew he had served time. He knew he was dangerous, unpredictable and, above all, that he hated cops!

But he didn’t know that he would fall for him!

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thlayli-ra · 11 months

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I was inspired by a writing prompt on @sinderellanightwolf 's blog and just HAD to write it down. Let me know what you think!

Kissing Request; 42 (Life or Death kisses)

Pairing - Finn Balor/The Shield (Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose)

AU - Police

Rating - Mature (sexual themes)

Contains - M/M, kissing, fondling, hostage situation

Word Count - 2,076 words

The armed men had rushed in around noon taking as many hostages as they could and barricading themselves into a small windowless room. The police had cordoned off the building and surrounding streets but the SWAT teams had been told to hold back for now - there was no clear way inside and they couldn't risk harming the hostages.

And that was where Finn came in. He was considered one of the best hostage crisis negotiators in the state, revered among his peers. Unshakeably cool under pressure with bags of Irish charm, he had faced countless situations like this before and always managed to de-escalate the situation without a single drop of blood spilled.

In fact, the terrorists had asked for him by name.

Having arrived at the scene and been debriefed, Finn pulled on a bulletproof vest, grabbed his headset and made his way under the barrier tape. He was greeted by three officers, all dressed in full riot gear and holding large rifles.

'Agent Balor,' the largest and broadest of the three greeted the Irishman with a firm handshake. 'Officer Reigns. This is Officer Ambrose and Officer Rollins. We'll be your cover out there.'

'Think of us as your personal shield,' Rollins added with a smirk.

'It's comforting to know I have men like you watching my back,' Finn remarked. 'Have they made any demands yet?'

'Nope,' Ambrose shook his head. 'They refuse to talk to anybody but you.'

'Then let's not waste anymore time,' Finn said and walked towards the building, flanked by the three officers. By now, it was rush hour and the area had gathered a large crowd of onlookers watching the proceedings with morbid fascination. Finn ignored their stares and the heat of the mid-summer sun as he turned on his headset.

'Hello? This is Agent Finn Balor, can you hear me?' No response. 'Hello, this is Agent Finn Balor, is there anybody there? Please respond if you can-'

'It's him! It's him!' He heard an excited voice on the other end of his line. 'Is that Agent Balor?'

'Yes, it is.'

'Say something Irish!'

'Ummm, what's the craic?'

A pause. 'Yeah it's definitely him!'

Finn took little notice of the strange behaviour. Gain enough of a reputation in a field such as his and the weirdos inevitably came crawling out of the woodwork. 'Now that we've established it's really me, let's try and work something out, shall we? Some of those people in there have families waiting for them at home. Let's try and get them back in time for supper.'

'Now listen here,' the voice turned aggressive, 'we have our demands and if they're not met, we're gonna open fire and kill every last person here, understand?'

'I understand,' Finn swiped aside any nerves; this was not the time for them.

'Oh, and we have a monitor in here, we're watching the news coverage so we can see you, Agent Balor and everybody else out there with you.'

The hint of a shiver danced up the Irishman's spine. He was glad of the large armed men around him. 'I have no intention of lying or deceiving you. Please, tell me your demands.'

The line went quiet and the sound of muffled voices rustled in the background. The terrorist was conferring with his partner-in-crime. 'Ok, Agent Balor. Our first demand is...' A bead of sweat trickled down Finn's forehead but he paid it no heed as he waited for their response. '...you must go up to that guy beside you and kiss him.'

Finn blinked. 'I... I'm sorry, can you repeat that?'

'Go kiss that guy to your right,' the voice said again, confirming Finn's suspicions. 'Not just a peck either, make it steamy.'

'You... want me to kiss Officer Rollins?' He eyed the officer in question who looked as confused as he did.

'You want us to shoot these people?'

'No, of course I don't, it's just that-?' His eyes met those of Rollins who shouldered his rifle.

'It's life or death here, Agent Balor,' he said, pulling up the visor of his helmet. 'I'll do my duty if you will.'

The Irishman's heart skipped a beat at the dark doe eyes and pretty face staring back at him. There were certainly worse situations he could find himself in 'Ok, fine. I'll do it. Are you watching?'

'Oh yeeeah, we are!'

Finn rolled his eyes as he walked up to Officer Rollins. Put on the spot, the pair awkwardly grasped one another by the shoulders before leaning in. Finn flinched momentarily as Officer Rollins' mouth found his and closed his eyes, the two of them standing rigid with their lips flattened against the others.

'Come on Agent Balor,' the voice in his ear chastised, 'this aint some high school church dance. Use a little tongue.'

Rollins was the first to comply and opened his mouth, his hot breath steaming Finn's skin, masterfully engulfing the Irishman's full lips. The grip on his shoulders tightened and Rollins turned his face, deepening the passionate kiss even more. Finn was left stunned when Rollins' tongue slipped between his lips, the soft caress enough to draw a needy groan from his throat.

'You're obviously enjoying yourself Agent Balor,' the voice teased. 'He must be a very good kisser.'

Finn couldn't deny it; Officer Rollins was a master at his craft. Sensual, sweet and attentive. He could do this for an eternity, locked in his embrace. By the time the officer released the Irishman, his pale skin had turned a deep pink.

It took him a while to find his voice. 'Is... was that enough for you?'

'That was perfection,' the voice on the other end of the line purred.

'Big guy,' another voice sounded, obviously his partner-in-crime. 'Do the big guy next.'

'No, leave him till last. Do the other one first,'

'Yeah, the guy with the really slim waist.'

'So, now you want me to kiss Officer Ambrose?' Finn confirmed, his voice still breathy from his encounter with Rollins.

'Yeah, yeah. Do it.' Ambrose was already making his way towards him, leaving Finn little time to think. 'Wait, take off his helmet, we wanna see his face.'

'Go on,' Ambrose prompted and Finn slipped the black helmet and visor from the man's head. A tangle of sandy blonde curls tumbled loose from his crown, which he flicked back with a jerk of his head and fixed the Irishman with two simmering blue eyes. Finn barely had time to process how gorgeous the officer was before his face was grabbed by two gloved hands and Ambrose shoved his lips onto his.

Compared to Rollins, Ambrose was sloppy and animalistic, all teeth and spittle as he nipped the Irishman's lips over and over. The grip on his face was strong and unyielding, rugged fingers curling into Finn's beard and gripping it tightly so that he could not pull away. Not that he wanted to! As different as Rollins' and Ambrose's styles were, they were as equally addictive. While Rollins' sensuality stole Finn's breath away, Ambrose's roughness kicked up his heart until it pounded against his rib cage, adrenaline flooding his senses.

Biting down one last time, the nip enough to draw a small bead of blood, Ambrose let go with another jerk of his head, shooting the Irishman a lopsided smirk. Smug bastard! Finn stumbled on wobbly legs, resisting the urge to wipe the dampness from his chin.

'Having fun, Agent Balor?' the voice was cackling now, mocking the once cool, composed negotiator. 'We certainly are.'

'Let me guess, you have one more demand?' Finn asked aloud, looking over his shoulder to spy the largest of the three men. 'You want me to kiss Officer Reigns next?'

'You are so clever, Agent Balor,' the voice cheered.

'And if I do this, you will let the hostages go?' Finn pressed.

'Yes, every one, and we will put down our weapons and turn ourselves in.'

'Then I'd best do it, hadn't I?'

Without being instructed, Finn lifted the helmet from Officer Reigns' head, finding to his delight another handsome face, with tanned skin and a strong jaw. His lips looked as delicious as fruit freshly plucked from the bough and Finn wasted no time in capturing them. The larger man parted his lips to let Finn in, wrapping his arms around the Irishman and grasping him firmly.

'Grab his ass!' the voice commanded and before Finn could ask who the order was directed at, Reigns' hands moved to his backside and cupped both pert cheeks in his giant palms. Finn pulled his head back and gasped when large, strong fingers began to knead the tautly muscled flesh, in return hearing something like a tiger's growl rumbling in the pit of the larger man's throat.

Reigns pounced, taking possession of the Irishman's lips once more, sucking them into his warm mouth while his tongue explored them further. Reigns clearly enjoyed being in charge and Finn happily gave his body over to the officer, succumbing to the larger man's raw domination. One hand fell away from his backside to grab a fistful of his short, dark hair, tugging until the Irishman hissed. Reigns had done this before and knew exactly what he was doing - the force on his hair perfectly weighted between pain and rapture. Finn whimpered like an excited puppy.

'Oh Agent Balor, the noises you're making,' the voice whined down his ear. 'You're making us very jealous. We left you the best for last, didn't we?'

Finn couldn't answer; his mouth now belonged to Reigns. He could barely even reciprocate but the officer didn't care. Between the hand in his hair, the hand on his ass and the tongue in his mouth, Reigns was getting enough from the Irishman to satiate his desires.

When he finally pulled away, Finn felt dizzy, as if he'd just been through an out-of-body experience and had abruptly returned to his senses. He swiped a hand through his sweaty hair, reality jarring back into focus when the butt of his palm hit his headset.

'Is that it?' he said, remembering the job at hand. 'Did I meet your demands?'

'Ohhh, that and more, Agent Balor,' the voice sang. 'Look towards the door.'

Finn turned around and was hit with a wave of relief when the double doors to the building opened and a crowd of wide-eyed hostages fled to freedom. At last, the SWAT team rushed inside while the police force attended to the survivors. The line in his ear went dead, replaced by loud static. Removing his headset, he was suddenly hit with the full force of his condition. He was breathless and lightheaded, his lips bruised and his chin dripping. Glancing around at the mass of faces watching him in an almost voyeuristic fashion, he felt as if he was naked. He absentmindedly popped up the collar of his leather jacket in a feeble attempt to hide from their gazes.

'Good job, Agent Balor,' it was Reigns who spoke, Rollins and Ambrose falling in line behind him. They didn't seem fazed by their strange day in the slightest. 'The terrorists have been arrested and not a single hostage hurt. I'd call that a success.'

'Aye, sure,' Finn hushed out through trembling lips.

'Here,' Reigns held out his hand, a card between his two fingers. 'Call any time, if you need mine or...' he glanced back over his shoulder with a sly grin, '..all of our services again.'

'Thanks,' Finn said, taking the card. 'I'll bear that in mind.'

The three men left and Finn stood alone, staring down at the card when he heard his name being called. Turning around, he saw two men in handcuffs being shoved into a police van. 'Thank you, Agent Balor! Until next time!'

'WE LOVE YOU!' the other one hollered before he was wrestled into the van.

Finn shook his head in disbelief. What a day! Now, he'd head back to his office and write up the paperwork. Then it was straight home for a shower (a cold one, preferably) and a beer (even colder). Before walking away, however, he looked down at the card Reigns had given him, rubbing his tattooed hand over his slick chin. He'd be sure to keep this little treasure safe - he had a feeling he'd be needing the boys before long.

Maybe for a personal assignment next time!

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