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She Is Mine

part one | part two

pairing: neteyam x fem!omatikaya!reader

genre: violence, bit of angst + fluff, & comfort

word count: 2.7k+

warning(s): death threats, mentions of death + injuries + blood, reader thinking she’s going to die + accepts it, neteyam going apeshit on an avatar soldier, reader being stabbed, mentions of brutal killings / violence, reader crying, & a bit of dark!neteyam

taglist: @aonungsmate @dearstell @optimisticblazetrash @thatonegirlwiththebeanie367 @liyahsocorro @amortencjja @universal-s1ut @goodiesinthecloset21 @chshshhshshshshshshshs @minkyungseokie

word bank: mawey — calm; calm down, eywa / the great mother — goddess deity that the na’vi believe in, ikran — winged creature used for flying + hunting, yawne — beloved, & yawntutsyip — darling; little darling

note: literally wrote this within two to three hours so it might not be that great, so bare with me. hope you guys liked it & let me know if i should do something similar to this with lo’ak <3

It was stupid really.

When you think back on it, it was definitely stupid to agree to tag along with Lo’ak and the rest to wherever the hell they were planning on going. But you could not say no to Tuk when she asked you to come with them. She was your weakness and used it to her advantage.

You’d been silently weaving a new armband for your boyfriend, Neteyam, when his youngest sister had approached you, hands interlocked behind her back and the all too familiar ‘innocent’ look plastered on her face. You knew that whatever she was thinking of saying or asking you would end up in you ultimately agreeing to it, most likely getting you in trouble with your lover.

“Join me and Kiri to the mountains with Lo’ak. Pretty please?” She had asked, pouting and widening her amber eyes up at you as she gently swayed from side to side.

You gave in immediately.

It was sad how fast the youngest Sully got you to cave in so quickly. You had restraint with the others, even Neteyam, but had none whatsoever when it came to Tuktirey. You had such a soft spot for her and Tuk took advantage of it every time.

Should’ve never said yes, you grumble to yourself inside your head, head shaking to yourself as you struggled against the restraints the RDA soldiers had put you in upon catching you all when you attempted to leave the scene you weren’t supposed to be at.

Jake instilled it into you guys so many times to never get close to the abandoned shack. You needed asked why. It was something that Jake wasn’t going to argue about and made it very clear after his youngest son tried to pry the answer out of him the first time he mentioned it. Should’ve listened to Jake.

Everything went by so fast, you had barely had time to process what was going on before you were shackled in handcuffs and essentially held prisoner by RDA Avatars.

“Who is she?” A deep voice asked, pulling you out of your seething thoughts.

Quaritch had a good estimate on who was who in the little rag tag group he caught. The five fingered teens one-hundred-percent belonged to Jake Sully while the human boy was a result of the Corporals past. So, that left you and Tuk. He would give it a fifty-fifty chance that the both of you were also Jake’s kids. Man, he and the Missus sure was busy, he thinks to himself, smirking at the thought.

By the only Na’vi boys reaction, Quaritch could tell that you were something else to the kid. A girlfriend perhaps?, he thinks, best friend?.

Lo’ak knew he was fucked the minute Tuk managed to convince you to join in on their little ‘adventure’. Neteyam continuously told him to look out for you whenever he left to go hunt or do whatever their parents told him to do, threatening bodily harm and death if he didn’t obey. He had a bad feeling about the whole thing but regardless of it, still continued on with his plan. Neteyam was so going to kill him.

“Our sister,” Lo’ak muttered, the soldier behind him still had a tight grip on his queue, tightening it before he answered.

Everyone on the scene could tell that Lo’ak was lying. It was evident. The boy's ears were pinned back, mostly in pain, and his tail fell limp beside him as it gently curled in on itself.

Bingo, Quaritch thought to himself, more leverage.

“Hmm, I think you’re lying, boy,” the Corporal starts, inching closer to Lo’ak, “And do you know what I do to liars?” he asked.

You gulped at the man’s words. You could only assume his following answer would entail torture or death. You all were totally fucked either way.

Lo’ak refused to answer the man’s question, making Quaritch smirk even more.

“I punish them,” he answered, a sick and disturbing glint in his eyes as he stared down Jake Sully’s second son.

Anxiety spiked in all of our systems, making you struggle further in the soldier's grasp.

“Don’t hurt him,” you and Kiri pleaded, the soldiers behind you yanking back on your braided queue, making you cry out in pain.

Quaritch tsked at your response, turning towards you as he stalked towards your figure. “I’m not going to hurt him, sweetheart. Just you,” he finalized, pulling out a knife that was sheathed in its carrier on his hip.

You and everyone else began to protest at his words.

“(Y/N)! No!” Lo’ak cried out, trying to inch closer towards you to protect you but was pulled back by a soldier, hissing out in pain and frustration.

Tuk began to cry as she saw the knife inch towards your face before it dipped down to your neck.

“You fucking asshole!” Spider yelled out, struggling in the grips of the two Avatar soldiers holding him, surprisingly making them struggle to keep him in their grasps in return.

Kiri could only close her eyes in response, not wanting to see you get hurt in front of her.

You stopped at the contact the cold knife made with your warm skin, the temperature of it making you lightly flinch back at it. Your heartbeat rose increasingly within the confines of your chest, hammering against the bone. Holy shit, you thought, this is how I’m going to die.

As you looked around and saw your friends' reactions, you accepted your fate. You accepted that you were going to be murdered in front of them. You could only hope that your death would help the Sullys and Spider escape from the soldiers and Quaritch safely and unharmed. You also hoped that it was going to be a quick death. You didn’t want them to see you suffer.

It’s okay, be calm. Don’t fight back, it’ll only make it worse. Mawey. Eywa, please ensure the safe return of the Sully’s and Spider. And make sure that Neteyam finds only happiness after this, you prayed.

Quaritch had taken your queue from the soldiers grasp behind you, granting you momentary relief from the tight hold only to be replaced with an even harsher grip. You hissed out at the returning pain.

“Now, listen here boy,” he starts, pointing the clean knife at Lo’ak, making him look at him, “I want ‘ya to contact your Father and tell him that if he isn’t here after the sun sets, girly over here,” he gestures to you with the knife in hand, “Is going to be gutted and strung up on the tree line as a little surprise for your Daddy. Am I clear?”.

His words makes Tuk cry even harder, making the soldier behind her give up on her hold on the girls queue and instead hold her up by her arms.

Lo’ak reluctantly nodded at his words, swallowing down the gathering spit in his mouth. His eyes jumped from Spider to Quaritch to you, then to Kiri and Tuk. He was dreading the moment his parents and Neteyam arrived, knowing that regardless of how much they cooperate, Quaritch is going to do whatever he wants to even if that includes staying true to his words of harming you.

———

The three were close to nearing the old abandoned shack when Lo’ak called in again, the line going static for a second before he spoke up.

“Quaritch is giving you until after sunset to arrive,” he shakingly starts, anxiety clearly evident in his tone as he speaks, “Or…or he’ll gut (Y/N) and string her up as a welcome gift for you.”.

Neteyam nearly crashes into a tree when he hears his brother's words.

Quaritch was threatening the life of you, his mate, in hopes of riling up Jake. Well, it was working, except it was Neteyam who was riled up and not his Father.

All the boy could see was red as the three of them silently continued their flight towards your destination after Jake told Lo’ak that they were on their way and that the message was clearly received.

Rage boiled up inside of Neteyam’s body, causing him to slightly shake from the emotion atop his ikran. He was going to kill every single one of the soldiers there once he arrived. He’d do anything to get you back. Anything.

———

Everything ached.

From your queue, to your scalp, to your neck, and to the fresh new wound Quaritch left after he decided Lo’ak was taking too long to relay his message to his Father. He had sliced your thigh and stabbed the wound in response, jamming it into the flesh/plush of your thigh. You cried out to the brutal attack, growling out in pain as a handful of tears fell down your cheeks. Quaritch only smirked at your reaction, throwing you down onto the ground as the rest of the soldiers followed suit in discarding their prisoners, herding them into a circle.

Kiri helped you up, allowing you to lean into her. She quickly assessed your wound and deemed that you were going to be fine, as long as no one pulled the knife out from your leg.

Lo’ak held your head in the palms of his hands as he looked for any other slices Quaritch managed to make before stabbing you. He didn’t find any and sighed out in relief from that.

Spider had gathered Tuk in his arms and tried to silence her crying before any of the soldiers got inspiration from Quaritch and decided to punish the child for crying.

“Fucking son of a bitch,” you whispered between grinded teeth after the attack, trying your best to not yank out the foreign object in your thigh. You began to think that maybe you will end up dying out here after all, amongst the beautiful greenery of Pandora. Albeit it not being the way you wanted to go out, it still wouldn’t be the most gruesomest death you imagined happening. You just wished that you were able to kiss Neteyam goodbye one last time.

———

Furious wouldn’t even begin to describe the type of emotion he was feeling at the moment. There probably was no word equivalent to the emotion he currently felt.

Neteyam had ended up disobeying his Fathers orders of him staying with the ikrans, saying that he was ‘too emotionally invested’ and that his anger was too risky for what he was about to face. He thought it was utter bullshit that he wasn’t allowed to aid his parents in rescuing his siblings and his lover from Quaritch. If anything, it gave him more of a reason to focus and get everyone out of there safely.

He had managed to take down two Avatar soldiers in his search for you. He decided that they weren’t worthy of wasting his arrows on, slicing and stabbing them until their throats were practically open wide in exposure or had any time to process the pain. He’d been quick and brutal in his attacks. The more bodies he left behind, the more closer he was to having you in his arms.

His Mother had already released her arrow by the time he arrived on the scene, causing the other soldiers to shoot out into the trees and pull you all up in response. He was forced to hid behind a tree, eyes desperately searching for your familiar figure amongst the Avatar bodies and his siblings.

Neteyam’s eyes finally found your body, still in a soldiers grasp as they tried to pull you away towards where the others were gathering.

His gaze narrowed at the soldiers tight grip on you, robotically notching an arrow and drawing his bowstring back, almost immediately letting it go just as quick as his initial drawing of the arrow.

The arrow lodged itself in between the eyes of the soldier, it’s body slumping backwards as it’s grip loosened on your body, allowing you to follow its descent to the ground.

You groaned out in pain when your body made contact with the forest floor. You were too tired to move out of the way once you realized the soldier that had you in its arms had died, accepting your fall to the floor as gracefully as you could. The knife was still in your thigh, shooting electric hot pain up your leg upon being disturbed from the short fall.

You felt another pair of hands grab you and roughly pull you upwards, you screaming and kicking in retaliation. But just as quickly as their arms grabbed you, they let you go, a loud grunt and hiss following as their body was thrown to the side.

Neteyam had quickly made his way to you once he spotted another Avatar pull you up. He had unsheathed his knife and jumped on the soldier, causing the two of them to roll around on the floor before Neteyam brutally and repeatedly drove his weapon into the Avatar’s body, not stopping until he was certain that he caused enough damage to the fake Na’vi.

Stay away from her, he thought after every stab he inflicted, it’s not her time.

You had looked up when Neteyam delivered the final blow, slitting the insignificant soldier's throat.

You had never seen your mate this angry. Sure there were times where he lashed out at you after an argument or got so angry he hissed and growled at his brother for his ridiculous antics. But never, never have you ever seen him so vengeful. You didn’t even know if vengeful was the right word to describe how Neteyam looked like at the moment. But nothing else came to mind.

“Yawne,” you whispered out, desperate to catch your boyfriend's attention, wanting to get out of the line of fire as quickly as possible.

The teen whipped his head towards you, eyes dilated to the point where they looked like slits in his pupils. His chest was heaving up and down heavily, lungs taking big gulps of air as he did so. A few braids fell in front of his face, masking some of it as he looked at you.

His whole expression softened once he laid eyes on you. He could tell that you wanted to get as far away from the scene as you quickly could, that sad and traumatic look in your eyes at you pleaded with him.

Neteyam quickly shook out of his stupor and gathered you in his arms, being weary of the knife in your leg that he just noticed. Another thing that made him want to kill Quaritch himself.

“It’s okay, I got you yawntutsyip,” he whispered back, dodging all of the flying bullets and arrows he could as he weaved into the heavy forest foliage. His grip on you never faltered as he jumped over logs and ducked under stray branches to get you to safety. His whole body was on autopilot as he ran around, solely focused on getting you out of there alive.

Once Neteyam had decided he was far out enough to not be chased or caught by any more Avatar soldiers, he gently laid you down onto the soft grass, eyes quickly assessing your figure for any other injuries he should be aware about. He let out a sigh of relief when he came to the conclusion that you had no other wounds that needed tending to, softly bringing you into his arms for a warm embrace.

You immediately broke down into the hug, burrowing your face into the crook of Neteyam’s neck and wrapping your arms around his back to bring him in closer. Your sobs were a telltale sign of how distraught you were from the events that just occurred, brain still racing to process it all.

Neteyam softly shushed you as he put one hand on the back of your head and the other on the lower portion of your back, softly rubbing the skin in attempts to comfort you.

“You’re safe now, my love,” he whispered, kissing your hair, “I got you. You’re safe.”.

You relaxed into your lovers arms as he comforted you, feeling safe in his hold.

Neteyam had never gotten that blood thirsty before and that frightened him a little. If he acted like this when you were in trouble, can you imagine how’d he act if you actually died as a result of tonight’s events? He didn’t know the answer to that. All he knew was that you’re his and he’d do anything to ensure that it is not your time yet.

Take Your Medicine Sweetheart.

Summary: Going behind Tommy's back you decide to terminate your pregnancy as you did not want to raise a child around him or around the company he keeps. When Tommy finds out he ensures that you will be pregnant, and you will carry to term, on his terms.

Warnings: Noncon, very Dark!Tommy, blood play, gun play, p in v, anal sex, physical abuse, Tommy is very OOC, misogyny, abortion, breeding, forced pregnancy, forced marriage.

GIF credit: thesoldiersminute

This is a very dark fic, please don't read if any of the warnings are triggers for you.

“Darling, are you alright? You look rather pale?” Your surroundings began to spin, and it looked as if there were three of Tommy. Something wasn’t right.

“I-I- think someone put something in my- my-“

The last thing you remembered before your eyes closed was Tommy’s hand on your thigh while he looked at you in satisfaction with a sadistic smile.

When you awoke Tommy was standing before you shirtless at the end of the bed, cigarette hanging from his plush lips.

“Good morning sunshine, how you feeling?” Your head was pounding as fear entered your body at the sight of your intimidating husband Tommy paced the room, letting you gather yourself.

“All you had to do was follow my orders, eh? But you couldn’t do that. Instead you thought it would be a grand idea to go behind my back and dispose of our child.” A lump began to form in your throat.

How did he know?

Who told him?

“I have eyes and ears everywhere I know your every move Y/N. The perks of my reputation in Birmingham, people crawl on their hands and needs to please me, you know that more than anyone. Whether you like to or not is not of my concern. You’re my wife. Nonetheless Y/N.” He aimed his cigarette at you.

“Nonetheless. You have duties that you will learn to bare.” His eyebrows etched together, yet he hasn’t broken eye contact with you once.

Placing his cigarette down in an ashtray on the dresser, he settled his hands on the soft, delicate mattress. He leaned in so he was directly in front of our face.

Pressing your lips together firmly, trying to hold back tears, you attempted to look in a different direction, anywhere but him.

“You are going to bare my fucking child. If you even think to attempt this little stunt again. I will put you in chains to this god damn bed until you give birth.” In a quick fight or flight moment you jumped up off the bed and ran for your life to get out of this house.

Tommy chuckled darkly to himself, he always loves a challenge, and you hadn’t known of the little side medication he put in your tea this morning. Once you reached the stairs, your head started to feel like it was going to explode from how fast and hard it was pounding.

All energy in you seemed to evaporate, making you almost drop to your knees at the top of the stairs.

The floors creaked behind you, he took his time approaching you as if you were his prey and he wanted to see how far you could get. The sight of you so weak and fragile, sent Tommy into overdrive.

You were his little play toy that he could use however he please. Leaning down behind you, you felt his jaw rest right in the crook of your neck. His frigid skin against yours almost felt soothing to how much you were sweating and out of breath.

“If you want to play games my love, I can play games.” All of a sudden you felt his foot kick into your back, sending you dwindling down the hardwood steps, taking the breath out of you.

Once at the bottom, you managed to turn yourself around so that you were facing the steps but your foot felt like every bone was shattered within.

Tommy stood at the top of the staircase, the moonlight peeling in through the windows behind him, creating a menacing, dark silhouette. “You’re only making things harder for yourself my love.” He paced down the stairs slowly toward you. “If you had just complied with what I wanted we wouldn’t be here now would we?”

In a fast motion, his hand was gripping your delicate hair, causing you to yelp out in pain. As you kicked and screamed, he slammed your head into the ground. All movement in you froze when the sound of a gun cocking echoed throughout the house, as though it seemed to your ears.

“Tommy- please-please don’t do this.”

“Do I have your attention now sweetheart?” You stayed silent.

His free hand slid up your dress, revealing your bloodied underwear. The feeling of guilt and shame washing over you like a hurricane. The sight of it made Tommy’s anger rise.

With a swift movement of his hand the fabric of your underwear and your delicate folds underneath Thomas grabbed between his fingers, twisting them and pinching them while you screamed. “You feel that, eh! This is fucking mine. Your body and what you do with it. My decision.” His grip tightened, sending a burning sensation running through your stomach, he tugged at it over and over.

“Do we fucking understand that, you little fucking whore!”

“Yes! Yes! I understand! All yours Tommy.” He released his grip, and tugged down your panties. The blood was still oozing out of you, slowly starting to create a puddle on the floor. He tossed the gun to the side. The sound of his belt unbuckling came from behind you. You couldn’t stop the tears as they were still continuously falling.

“I’m gonna fucking breed you over and over again, until I’m satisfied and think you’ve learnt your lesson.” You were too weak to fight. Tommy was too strong compared to you, you didn’t stand a chance. Without any warning he plunged his length into, taking your breath away.

The thickness, and length of Thomas was too overwhelming, it often hurt but would start to feel pleasurable and it made you sick to give him the idea that this is what you want.

Vigorously he slammed his lengthy, thick member into you over and over again, while his nails dug into your hips.

You could feel his balls, slapping against your pussy while his length stretched out your tight walls.

Involuntarily your soaked insides were clenching around his dick, making him grin behind you. “You like this you little fucking whore. Like when I fuck your cunt.”

He flipped you over onto your back. He was towering over you, biting his bottom lip. Your pussy was throbbing, as he continued his pace. He filled your sexual needs in ways you’d never felt before, his length, his experience. He knew just all the right places to hit and you hated it.

Grabbing your chin, he forced you to look at all the blood, and more importantly he wanted you to see how much you cum for him, how much he satisfies that tight little hole of yours. It was a reminder you weren’t going to get this anywhere else.

Your stomach began to twist and you were having an internal warfare in your mind.

How could someone that you find so disgusting, so frightened of, make you feel so good.

How can he do this to you every time.

He knew you hated him, knew you did not want to have sex with him, and he’d put you in these positions to where you’d be moaning for him, moaning his name against your own will.

Lapping his fingers under your dripping hole, he took his bloody fingers and shoved them in your mouth. “Suck.”

A wave of nausea washed through you that you could not hold back, turning your head your stomach dispensed of any remains it contained onto the floor.

Without a moment to think you felt two fingers enter your ass, the same ones he had just put in your mouth.

You writhed in pain on the floor, screaming in agony, cheeks red and tear stained.

Thomas stopped all movement aside from pumping his fingers in and out of your tight ass. Your inner walls we’re screaming at you to stop this. Your ass was stinging, and felt like it was on fire.

“Ride me.” Blinking at him, you were trying to process what he just said, you felt like you were on the verge of passing out.

Gasping from the pain of his fingers working your ass relentlessly, you did as you were told to the best of your ability while you lay still on the ground.

You began to move your hips, doing all the work yourself. Taking his length thrust after thrust. Your walls were starting to clench around him, your pussy throbbing from the girth of him.

A wave of pleasure rode through you, your inner muscles starting to spasm just as the tip of his dick found that sweet spot.

You couldn’t help but close your flushed eyelids, while your breathing began to pick up, along with the movements of your hips.

“Atta girl.”

Tommy stared down, watching you take all of him begrudgingly, licking his lips in amusement as he could tell by your facial expressions your body was betraying you.

“Hate me so much look at you fucking me like there’s no tomorrow.”

Disgusted and ashamed was how you felt. Your own body was working against you, and you couldn't help it.

“Fuck you! You fucking piece of shit!” A stinging pain rushed through your cheek as he sent a powerful slap the side of your face.

“Tell me how you really feel Y/N, with my cock buried in you.” He wrapped his hand around your throat to quiet you as he continued to drill into you deeply and roughly. Causing your breasts to bounce intensely.

“Gonna cum in you and make you nice and full again.” You shook your head back and forth in disgust.

His movements sped up more than you thought possible. Involuntarily, you felt your pussy getting more wet with every time he rammed into your sweetness. You tightened around his rather large member, and you could tell he was close as well by the way he was moaning and the way his thighs twitched against your, bruised skin.

“Let me go Tommy, just- just pull out and we can talk about it!”

Your voice was shaky and hoarse, you did not want to bring a child up in this environment, nor did you think Tommy would be a suitable father just by the way he treated you.

Ignoring your pleas, pleasure rose through his body, his stomach tightening up as the mixture of how wet you are and how much you were tightening around him took over every thought in his body.

Pinning your wrists down, he thrusted into you three more times before you felt his warm liquid ooze into you while his moans became more heavy.

You made it through, you did your job and got him off, now you wanted him off of you and to be left alone.

“I’m not finished with you yet. Now it’s time for your punishment my sweet Y/N.” Tommy placed his hands on your hips and flipped you over onto your stomach, forcing your ass up in the air.

He was kind enough to spit onto his hand, but what came after that you weren’t ready for.

Placing the tip of his dick in front of your hole, he popped the tip into you, making every part of your body tense and clenching up.

Releasing a muffled whine from the sudden intrusion, you had never felt more frozen than you did now. Panic set in, and you tried to wiggle your way out.

“Where do you think you are going to go?” To ensure that you’d stay put, without any hesitation or warning, he pushed the rest of his length into your uncomplying, inexperienced hole.

Your screams filled the house as your ass was being stretched in a way that you wasn't imaginable, it felt like he was tearing your skin a part little by little. “Stop! Stop! Pl-please just stop!”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that until I think you’ve learnt your lesson.” Nails scratching at the wooden floors, you seized for this to be over. Tommy placed his hands on both your ass cheeks as they bounced up and down and watched as he forced all of his length in your small hole. Stretching it beyond belief.

Your blood painted his dick and balls a dark cherry red and now he was going to paint your insides that color. “Fuck, such a filthy little whore, taking my dick in your ass.”

Tommy ignored your sobs and continued to drive into you, the girth of his dick feeling like it was obliterating you inside and out.

It felt like the sensitive walls in your ass were being sliced open as Tommy continued to slam his dick into your tight used ass over and over again, until eventually you felt him release himself one more time, covering your insides with his warm seed.

He collapsed onto you, still buried deep within you. Combing back his hair, he was trying to catch his breath. You were a broken woman, the pain swayed within every part of you.

Giving you a light smack on your cheek, he stood up, picking his pants up off the floor, looking down at your fucked out, used body that he claimed as his own. “Let this serve as a reminder. You’re my property Y/N. That’s never gonna change my love.”

The last thing your dreary eyes saw was the wooden clock on the wall, time passing ever so slowly as the pain began to be too much. Your eyes drifted off as you went unconscious on the bloodied floor.

When you awoke, Thomas was at your bedside with the doctor. He informed her that you had, had a miscarriage and wanted to try again, but maybe it was too much too soon for you. “Mrs Shelby, I’m going to be your doctor and this is your nurse. Mr. Shelby has informed me of what’s been going on. The good news is, at this stage even with the miscarriage, if you two have started trying, you are still very fertile from the time that Mr. Shelby told me you had the miscarriage. I-“

“Thomas. Please call me Thomas.” The doctor nodded and smiled, You could tell she was blushing.

Nausea fulfilled you, and your eyes felt heavy.

“It also appears that your ankle, is sprained, Thomas informed me you took a stumble down the stairs. That may have been what have brought on the miscarriage, so we also prescribed you with pain relief medication, and wrapped it up for you.”

You had no one, Thomas charmed his way into every woman, and every man was too much of a coward and frightened of him to do anything to help you. You were certain he did not tell them about anything other than that you had a supposed miscarriage and sprained ankle.

“Now, Mrs Shelby? We’re going to send you home with estrogen pills, that should help with conceiving. Just maybe next time, take it easy, take it slow, and don’t overwork yourself. If you follow all that you should be okay.” You thanked her sarcastically as she exited the room.

Without your consent Thomas helped you change for you to go home. The weather was cold, as the wind blew the autumn leaves around the dying grass.

Thomas was by your side, arm wrapped around your waist walking you out. He didn’t want you to fall, as he knew you were very well still in recovery from the following night.

He was very precautious with you once you were “home”, and you had no energy to fight him anymore.

He drew a hot bath for you and placed a set of towels on the sink while Frances in the kitchen made you a small snack with tea and crackers to help you relax Tommy had assisted you in washing your hair, and cleaning your body, every part of it.

His touch sent shivers down your spine, but you knew it had to be this way. There was no escaping Thomas Shelby.

He tucked you into bed and told Frances to make sure you stay hydrated and eat while he works during the day and to inform him, if you want to go out, see a friend, even come downstairs.

Sliding into the bed next to you, he turned off the bedside lamp and pulled your aching body close to his side.

Regardless of what he did to you, the feeling of being held in warm, strong arms helped you fall asleep as comfortably as you possibly could.

The following morning Frances had made you a full course breakfast and tea, and had your pills placed in a cup next to a glass of juice. “Good morning my love.” Thomas walked into the room dressed in his black and white suit, and his shiny shoes with a smile plastered on his face that money couldn’t buy.

His hair was still wet from the shower he must’ve taken. He sat down in the seat next to you, placing a kiss to your soft lips.

Glancing down at the cup of medication there was a pill that wasn't one your doctor had prescribed. Your eyes began to water, and your hands started shaking.

You eyed the mysterious pill, wondering if that was the sedative he had put in your tea yesterday morning. You glanced up at Tommy, who was watching you intently with his empty, bright blue eyes.

“Do as the doctor instructed.” Tommy unfolded the newspaper taking a sip of his coffee before glancing over at you still staring at the cup. His jaw clenched as he eyed the cup, looking at you without any sign of remorse from last night.

“I need you to be relaxed for later when I breed you more. Take your medicine sweetheart.”

could you pls do a fic of a jealous/protective tommy shelby?🫶

You're Mine

Thomas Shelby was always going to be protective of you; after what had happened to Grace you couldn’t really blame him. But what you didn’t expect was for him to get jealous because of his own brother.

When you and Tommy first started dating, heads would turn in shock when the two of you would walk down Watery Lane with your hand firmly clasped in his. He would always make sure that he had at least one hand on you, if your hand wasn’t holding his, he’d have a hand on the small of your back or resting on the back of your neck if you were sitting and he was standing.

The two of you had arrived at The Garrison to join Arthur, John, Michael, Polly and Finn for a couple of drinks. Once you were settled in the snug little private room with the rest of the Shelby’s, Tommy pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder before heading out to the bar to get you both a drink, leaving you in the company of his brothers, his cousin and his aunt.

‘Is that brother of mine keeping you locked away?’ Arthur said teasingly, moving to sit next to you and throwing his arm around the back of your seat. ‘We’ve not seen you in a while sweetheart.’

You laughed, used to Arthur’s teasing when it came to Tommy’s protectiveness of you. ‘I’ve just been busy at the house,’ you replied. A couple of weeks ago, you and Tommy had moved in together and you were still unpacking your things and making yourself at home in the huge house.

‘Well you make sure you join us a bit more, you hear me? A pretty face like that shouldn’t be hidden away,’ Arthur said mock-sternly. It was at this moment that Tommy walked back into the little room and his eyes zeroed in on your and Arthur’s cosy position, Arthur’s arm curled slightly around your arm as he brought you in for a small side hug and pressed a firm kiss to the side of your head, making laughter bubble from your throat.

Tommy sat both of your drinks in front of the chair he lowered himself into and you looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes as you thanked him and even though Tommy could see how much your eyes had lit up when he walked back into the room, there was still something niggling at the back of his mind that he didn’t like.

‘(Y/N),’ he called, catching your attention immediately, ‘come and sit here,’ he said, cocking his head to gesture you away from your current seat. You instantly, stood up and made your way around the table only to be pulled down until you were sitting on Tommy’s lap, his arm wrapped firmly around your waist and his chin resting on your shoulder.

‘You okay?’ you asked, running your fingers through his hair before cupping his cheek with your palm. He nodded but you still noticed how his jaw seemed tighter than usual. A smirk grew on your lips as you realised that he was glaring at Arthur. ‘Mr Shelby are you jealous?’ you asked low enough so only Tommy would be able to hear over the ruckus that the rest of the Shelby’s were making.

‘You’re mine,’ he said, pressing another kiss to your shoulder.

‘Thomas Shelby, you have nothing to be jealous about. I’m yours, nothing’s going to change that.’ You told him, squeezing the arm that was wrapped around your waist slightly.

Deciding to show his family who you belonged to, his free hand came up to grasp your chin, turning your head to face him as he roughly pressed his lips to yours, claiming you as his in front of his family.

Hi! I was wondering if you can write headcanons for bi han, kuai liang, and Tomas with a reader who is shy in bed

HEADKANONS MK1 | TRIO LIU KUEI | "HOW THEY REACTED TO A SHY READER IN BED?" + BONUS: "How they act in bed?"

TW: afab anatomy, vaginal sex, smut.

✧ BI HAN ✧

He is a serious man, but not shy, especially in bed. Bi Han has two types of reactions while fucking: either being very loud, letting out hoarse grunts and being aggressive or just making low grunts against your skin. But if you're the shy one, he'll make you moan, no matter what it takes, Bi Han wants to hear him pleasuring you with his dick inside your pussy or any other hole. If he notices that you're holding back your moans, he'll sigh, giving you a weak but delicious slap on the ass. The first times between the two of you will be like this with Bi Han looking at you beneath him, too shy to moan as he fucks you with all his might, he even finds your efforts to hide from him with the pillow or sheets cute, he will just take away any physical imposition of your body and seeing your pussy and breasts being fucked by him, while Bi Han teased you.

"-Come on (Y/N) gem, don't be a shy little slut, I know you love my dick." / "-Do you want me to touch you here?" -Bi Han would speak provocatively, taking two fingers to your clitoris and massaging it while still fucking you with his cock, leading to you finally moaning loudly and his name, the grand master will be extremely proud of himself, satisfied with having pulled one such a beautiful reaction from you. "-Hmmph... Finally baby, just moan more for me, I want more of this, scream cumming on my dick, be my good boy/good girl, make me proud." -He finishes this by giving you another hard slap on the ass, while grabbing the soft flesh of your hips.

✧ KUAI LIANG ✧

He is also a serious man, but a warm lover in many ways - excuse the pun lol - he wants to be loved and love back, to be cared for and to care for and this applies in bed. He tends to be more vocal, not being too loud or being too quiet - Liang likes to let you know how much he's loving it, letting out medium moans with his mouth either open or in your ear, breathing heavily as he fucks your pussy. Kuai is a man of vision that is, he likes and wants to see your body and hear your moans, if you try to cover yourself and he realizes how shy you are/are at the moment he will be understanding and ask if everything is ok, if do you want to stop or if he is giving you enough pleasure - when you explain it, he will still be gently pushing into your pussy, while watching you from the side, grabbing the pillow and hiding your body from him making him smile a little, while using his hips in slow, slightly circular movements, making you moan, finally he doesn't mean anything, he just wants to hear you looking beautiful and receiving pleasure from him.

Kuai thinks your body is perfection, your sweet moans coming out with each thrust of his and he will do his best to hear you moan and show yourself to him, he loved seeing you writhe on top of his dick, he would push it to the base while smiling slightly giving you a kiss on the cheek and whispering in your ear: "-You're so beautiful, you know (Y/N)? Drooling and getting dirty on my dick, you're so desperate to cum, aren't you? Even though you give a sweet little shy thing, I love it Seeing you like this, seeing you moan, your body is mine and I'm going to please you and make you cum until you can't feel your legs anymore." -Kuai whispered, increasing the pace of his hips, fucking your pussy harder, he was going to make his promise count that night.

✧ TOMAS VRBADA ✧

An extremely noisy and needy man. Holy shit, Tomas moans so loud sometimes that it echoes throughout your house, he can't control the moans and whimpers, even shedding some tears because he's super stimulated by your pussy, telling you sweet things with his voice choked with lust, holding your hips tightly. But he wasn't always like that, the first night with him you will both be very shy, especially Tomas because he hasn't been with anyone other than you yet, but after that night he will be so vocal, his moans are hoarse and exciting enough to make you cum in minutes - believe me. When Vrbada realizes that your shyness has not passed, he will ask you if everything is ok and if he is doing it right, how to stimulate your clitoris too, because he wants to hear you moan as loud as him, he wants to see your sweaty and flushed body while stick the 20 centimeters of his dick in your cunt, he will beg and whimper for you to take the sheet off your beautiful body, and he won't hold back with the moans, just moan for this man as loud as you can, the more loud you moan, but his dick will fuck your pussy. "-Yes my little angel... Fuuuck~ so tight, and those beautiful breasts? Just waiting to be fucked, aren't you? You're so beautiful (Y/N) so beautiful to me, moan and dirty my cock, beautiful little slut."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

Careful, he bites

Pairing : Astarion x female!reader around 900 words.

morning sex. in bed. with the most amazing vampire. that’s it that’s the plot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

TW : 18+, shameless smut, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, tiny bit of fang kink

I love him a completely normal amount

You open your eyes slowly, savouring the blissful, heavy fog of sleep that still weighs on your mind. The voice that greets you is one you’re sure you’ll never tire of.

“Good morning, my sweet”, Astarion whispers against your ear. The bed smells of night-blooming flowers and cold winter air, just like him. His body is a comforting spoon, the nice coolness of his powerful chest sends shivers down your spine.

Your eyelids are still heavy and with a smile, you settle back in and bury your head in your soft pillow, eager for just a few more hours of precious sleep before starting a new day in the underdark.

Astarion, of course, has other ideas. He exhales and you can feel the light puff of cold air against the back of your neck. Icy fingers skate down your bare arm, dragging the strap of your night gown with them. He dips his head and nuzzles the junction of your neck and shoulder. He toys with the hem of your night gown before slipping beneath it to caress the curve of your hip. You revel in his low groan of appreciation as he discovers you’re wearing nothing underneath.

“Gods, the things you do to me,” he growls, voice muffled slightly as he breathes your scent. “Let me take care of you.”

Wordlessly, you nod and he wastes no time. He gives you a sloppy, hungry kiss that is all tongues, teeth and fangs, and then slowly lowers himself. His fangs leave burning trails across your skin, and you love every bit of it.

You can feel his erection grow next to your thigh and you raise a hand forward to touch him but he grabs your wrist and stops the motion. 

“No, darling,” he grins, “it is all about you today.”

“But –” your attempt to argue is cut short as Astarion disappears between your thighs, wraps his wet lips around your clit and starts sucking. You let out an unbelievably loud whimper of pleasure and he smirks against your body.

Pinning your thighs apart, he works his tongue in an up-and-down motion on one side of your clit and then the other. You grind into his mouth shamelessly as his tongue continues working its magic. Without interruption, he slips first one finger, then two inside you, and pushes them up against your G-spot. You’re already starting to see stars as you feel his fangs settle in the soft mound of flesh above your clit. He applies just enough pressure for it to deliciously sting without ever hurting. Those tiny pinpricks combined with the sucking of your clit and the impossible rhythm of his fingers inside you made you cry out.

“Astarion – I’m– “ you try to articulate between two heavy breaths.  

“I’m right there with you, my love,” he mutters and presses his fangs slightly deeper into your skin, as to urge you to stop fighting the wave of pleasure trying to make its way through your shivering body.  

His tongue slips across that one spot on the tip of your clit that always sets you off, and suddenly you are coming on his mouth, grasping fistfuls of his silver hair and moaning and moaning and moaning. He pushes his fangs deeper and deeper into your skin as he rides out your orgasm with you, using his free hand to hold your hips steady. Your core spasms longer than a pulsing heart, each beat making you thrash helplessly on the bed as he pushes his fingers deep. ​​He waits until you come down from your high before slowly sliding his two fingers out of you and into his mouth to lick them clean. The rest of the world begins to come back into focus but you do not care for it. You only have eyes for him.  

​​"You are absolutely exquisite when you come," he chuckles in that ridiculously arrogant way he has.

He licks his lips as he rises, expression as lazy and smug as a contented cat. You haul him up and into your arms and kiss him hard. He wraps his strong arms around you protectively and takes a moment to listen to your breathing, still shallow from the love explosion. He finds infinite comfort in the repeated rise and fall of your chest. It proves to him that you are real, safe and here, right next to him. 

Before you, Astarion had never known true bliss. Sex – even when it’s mindblowing – doesn’t fix the part of you that’s broken. Good sex soothes, but doesn’t cure, and Astarion, who’s been using sex as a valium substitute since he’s been free from his former Master’s control, knows it better than anyone. But with you, it’s not just sex. It’s safety. It’s intimacy. It’s respect. And it’s all he’s ever wanted.

You shift your weight in the cryomancer’s lap as you slot your lips against his. A chill instantly runs through you as his cold lips make contact with your soft plush ones. No matter how many times you kiss the cryomancer you can never get over the exhilarating feeling the cold brings. You part your lips with a sigh of his name as you feel his persistent tongue dancing along the seam of your lips. His tongue is slippery and cold but full of promises of pleasure as you bring your tongue to dance with his. Your hands card through his long silken hair earning a pleasured groan from the cryomancer. The sound is like music to your ears as you moan loudly into his mouth, hips shifting impatiently, grinding yourself against the growing bulge in his pants.

A loud cough causes both of you to stop dead in your tracks.

“Brother, Father wants to see you, he said it was urgent,” Kuai Liang says softly, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Bi-Han lets out what you can only assume are a string of curses in his native Chinese before leveling his icy gaze at his brother. “Can’t you see I’m busy?”

“Bi-Han, go to him, he’s dying, this might be the last time you see him,” you try and reason with the annoyed cryomancer.

“Good. Let him die. He doesn’t deserve the comfort of my presence,” Bi-Han snarls angrily, the pain and hurt of years of abuse evident in his blue-ish brown eyes.

You whisper sweet promises of making love until dawn if he does this one last thing for you and because he loves you more than even his own pride he agrees to see his Father but doesn’t promise to make peace. You kiss his cheek and tell him you’re proud of him and will wait for him back in his room as the two of you exit the Grandmaster’s throne room and go your separate ways.

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I don’t know what this is or if it is going anywhere I just wanted to write a sweet little kiss between the reader and Bi-Han but it got a little angsty which is so not my thing. So, yeah 🤷🏼‍♀️ enjoy a little soft time with Bi-Han before Kuai Liang and Papa Zero ruin all the fun? Basically I was just daydreaming about kissing Bi-Han.

hi! think you're gonna write for Toji? 👉👈

absolutely<33

cw: NSFW 18+, MDNI, f!reader, no use of y/n, age gap, unprotected piv sex, creampie, fingering, oral sex f!receiving, swearing, reader wears make up, lazy & filthy writing

English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any misspells, errors or grammatically incorrect sentences.

been thinking a lot about dbf!toji lately,

Toji has you pressed against the counter, his chest flush against your back, “Dirty fuckin' girl, feelin' me up when your dad was right there.. Y'wanted to get caught, is that it?...” one hand squeezes and palms at your tits while the other holds your jaw, turning your head to the side, so he can plant a kiss on your parted lips. His eyes glint when you whimper as he pulls back from you, his thumb running over your lips messily.

“Couldn't help myself, Toji.. Want you all the time, can't think of anything else.” he groans at that, dropping his head to nuzzle his nose against your hair, “Don't say shit like that, or I won't be able to hold myself back, honey..” he grinds himself against you, his eyes dropping to watch you push your ass back to him,

“Don't want you to..”

He curses under his breath as he lays a sharp slap on your bum, taking a step away from you right after, “Bend over, ass up.” you immediately do as he says, bracing yourself on your forearms as you arch your back for him, giving him the perfect view of your panty clad pussy,

He bites back a grin as he kneads your ass under your skirt, his thumb running over your covered folds, “Yeah... just like that,”

It's not long before he has his pants and briefs bunched up at his ankles. He brings his hand up to his mouth to lick his ring and middle finger, and then he's holding your panties to the side, nudging your folds with his fingers before he's pushing them inside of you, moaning when your juices flow down his palm. “So fucking messy..”

You whimper and push your hips back against his hand, his palm meeting the swell of your ass in a lewd slap. He clicks his tongue, grabbing your hip to steady you, and resumes thrusting his fingers in and out of your pussy, making sure to crook his fingers juust right, smirking when you clutch the counter top, a sweet moan escaping your lips.

Toji almost gets hypnotized by the way his fingers get lost in your cunt, his mouth watering at the sight, and he sighs when he feels you squeeze around them. The hold on your hip softens, and his hand falls to his cock, jerking it in sync with his fingers, up and down, in and out.

He glances up at you, and grins when he sees how you stare wide-eyed at how he's stroking his cock slowly, gnawing at your lip. He seems to notice the uncertainty in your eyes because he chuckles, “Awh 's okay baby, you can take it f'r me right? You'll fucking take it c'mon..” he pulls his fingers out, smearing your wetness all over the head of his cock, and then grabs it by the base, tapping the tip over your folds two times for good measure. He's flicking your flowy skirt up, not wanting it to obscure his view, before he's pushing himself inside your pussy.

You immediately clench around the head of his cock, and he hisses lowly, pushing you flush against the counter with a hand on the arch of your back. You whimper, your cheek smushed against the cold surface, “Wait- fuck. Toji, it's too much-”

He clicks his tongue, his hand gliding up your back to hold the curve that connects your neck to your shoulder, slowly pulling you back into him, his cock sinking an inch deeper, “You asked for it- Christ- practically begged for it, and now it's too much? Don't be a brat, you've taken my cock before-”

He coos, “Be good for me, and I swear I'll fuck you so good, baby, promise,” you whimper but nod nonetheless, head dropping in between your arms, feeling Toji push his cock inside you deeper, and fuck, you can feel the veins on the sides of his cock rub against your gummy walls-

He shudders when he buries himself to the hilt- and he stays there, grinding his hips up, huffing out a chuckle when you mewl, “Theere we go.. see? Wasn't so hard, was it?” the hand on your hip travels lower to nudge your ass cheek to the side, and he groans when he sees your pussy practically sucking him in when he pulls out slowly, “Oh God, baby.. this pussy's too fuckin' good t'me.. you're perfect,”

You moan, lifting your head to look at him over your shoulder, “It's all yours baby,”

He snarls, pulling you back against his cock hard, and your mouth drops open in a silent scream when he starts slamming his hips into you in an unforgiving pace, the fluttering of your walls around his cock making him groan deeply, his vision blurring for a second, “Fuck- my good girl, mine- say it.”

“Mhhyes 'm fucking yours,”

“Say. it.”

“M your slut!! Only yours- shit,”

Toji laughs breathlessly, “That's not what I said baby... Has your head gone all dumb, huh? You wanna be my slut?”

“Ye-esss pleaseplease, wan' it so bad,”

You suddenly claw at the hand that's holding your hip, and the rolls of his hips falter as he glances down at you, “What's wrong? Do you want to stop-” you shake your head quickly, “Don't you dare stop.” you pant as you nudge his hand again with your fingers, and he finally gets it, “You wanna hold my hand, baby?” you nod then, your eyes hazy, and sooo cockdrunk, that it makes his cock twitch. (you respond by tightening your pussy, hiding your grin with your hand when his breath hitches)

Toji's eyes roll back when he laces your fingers together, “Fuck.” and it's as if a switch flipped in Toji's mind because he's suddenly fucking into you with a newfound vigor. He's pushing his hips into you with reckless abandon, huffing out moans of his own “Ah shit- you're gonna make me cum, baby.. Been hard for you all fuckin' day,”

Your eyes tear up at how good he's fucking you, your words coming out paired with uncontrollable moans “Cum in me, fucking do it inside, Toji, please-"

Toji grabs you by your arms, pulling your back against his chest as he continues pounding in you, and you nearly scream from the way his cock sinks deeper in your pussy from this position. He's thrusting up this time, kissing your cervix over and over and over.

He makes sure to drop his hand over your own, clutching it tightly as he keeps driving his cock in and out of your drenched pussy, and you push your ass back on his cock involuntarily, and he's fucking gone, “Shit-I'm cumming-”

You moan appreciatively when you feel his warm cum fill your pussy to the brim, and he's still thrusting his hips, pushing himself deeper, harder against you “Take it, fucking take it baby-h my God” Toji's thighs shake as he slows the rolls of his hips, and he's moaning lowly, shooting the last of his cum deep inside your cunt.

You shudder when he pulls himself out, trying hard to catch his breath, and you gasp as he turns you around, dropping to his knees a second later. He grabs your thighs and situates them over his shoulder, grunting when he bends his head down to lap at your pussy like a man starved.

You grab onto his hair immediately as you squirm, throwing your head back to moan at the ceiling. “Yesyesyes, please-”

He taps your thigh and brings his hand up, palm outstretched, just as you glance down at him. You clutch his hand, and your heart flutters when he laces your fingers together once again. Toji stops his ministrations to lay a kiss on your knuckles, and you almost cry from the softness of it.

After that, nothing breaks his focus as he continues eating you out, his nose nudging your clit every time you roll your hips against his mouth, and you writhe, “Baby, please-” and he knew exactly what you needed because he brings his thumb up to the swollen bud, rubbing circles on it expertly, his mouth kissing and sucking at your folds, lapping at whatever you give him.

It's only when he pushes his tongue inside and curls it up that you cum. You shake and squirm and moan so loud that you're sure the neighbors would have heard. He doesn't stop rubbing your clit as you orgasm. In fact, he drums the rest of his fingers on it relentlessly, not stopping even when you're crying out, tears messing up your pretty make up. He pulls his mouth from you with a lewd pop, and he's panting- chin drenched with you and him combined.

He can't help himself when he bends down to give your pussy one, two more kisses. You squirm again, and he chuckles, laying a soft slap on your thigh. “Good?” he asks,

You grin down at him, expression totally fucked out, and bring your arm up, throwing it over your face as you hide your mascara stained cheeks from his eyes, “Good.”

2023 © l13 | Do not steal, copy, edit, translate or re-post any of my works.

Needy Luffy NSFW

Luffy x Fem Reader

Extra: Creampie, needy Luffy, fem reader, nipple sucking, a bit vanilla, women anatomy specifics

Author notes: Am I back? Probably not I legit just have been on a block and with my mental health it hasn't really improved but my goal is one of two per month next year.

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"I need you." He begged holding onto your waist his head on your chest. His cock sliding in and out at a rapid pace. It was clear that Luffy was needy from the moment you walked out of your room he slammed you back into your room and stripped you naked. His actions displayed nothing but need. He worshiped your body as if you were nothing but a God.

At the moment the way he slid inside you proved to him that you were a God. Your velvety walls sucked him in, clenching his big cock. Each throb you heard him whimper into your chest. Your body slightly bounced as his hips slammed into you. Drool was pooling out of your mouth from the immense pleasure. His girth hit the right spot over and over causing you to see nothing but stars.

"L-Luffy!" You called out holding onto the side of the couch cushion. His one hand snaked down to your clit. His hand rubbed your clit his fingers slightly hitting the slick that spewed out of your pretty cunt. He loved your body the way the slick comes out whenever he touches you.

His head on your chest quickly grabbed a hold of your right nipple. His tongue flicked back and forth. His mouth slightly bit into your nipple a sharp yet pleasurable pain was felt. Your body shook from the pleasure his mouth on your nipple, his hand on your clit, and his cock fitting perfectly into you.

You continued to hold back the pressure you felt from within to relish in the pure bliss. Luffy wanted you, he worshiped you, he would do anything just to put his cock in a God like you. He held you tightly with one arm his other hand rubbing your puffy little clit.

His hips buckled in you not slowing the pace and whimpering as his mouth rested on your harden nipple. His cock throbbed inside your walls, he was close and he knew it but he wanted you to cum first. With several sloppy slowed down thrust his hips locking each thrust he finally hit his high spewing his white salty ropes inside your clenching wall. Your body shook not yet reaching your high till he thruster his cock deeper into your cunt hitting the perfect spot. Your orgasm pushed you to the edge your back arched from the pleasure as a loud moan left your wondrous lips.

Nsfw, smut, 18+

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who finally decides to reward you for your hard work by taking your virginity. It was on a late say when the two of you were once again alone for extra classes, except this time, when you were about to come from the dildo he pulled it out and pressed the fat tip of his cock against your entrance instead.

"Are you excited, darling? You're finally getting rewarded for all your hard work. You'll finally feel your professors cock in your pussy. No more fingers, no more toys, my raw cock. I think you're ready enough. Shall I put it in and claim that virgin cunt as mine?"

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who despite teaching you how to put a condom on his cock doesn't want to use it for the first time. You'll get the best experience if you feel him fully, screeching out your tight virgin hole further, even more then the toys you used. It hurts at first, your legs snap shut around his hips to stop him from moving, your fists clench around his sleeves, a painful expression on your face while he holds still and kisses your face gently, his thumb rubbing little circles on your hard clit.

"The real thing feels quite a bit different, don't worry, you'll get used to it soon, I promise you. God, how are you still so tight? Am I still too big for you? I need to make your cunt adjust to my size, get it used to being fucked day in and day out. Hm? Yes, I'll make sure you make up for all this time you weren't being a slut. You need to know how good of a cocksleeve you can be."

Sex-Ed!Professor Zhongli who would love nothing more then to shoot his load inside of you, but you're still his student, and his favorite one to be exact. You're not nearly ready enough to be a mother, not for a long time, not until the day he makes you his pretty wife. But until then he will spend every day fucking you till your legs don't work.

"Stop begging for my cum. You got a taste of it and now you can't get enough of it. I knew from the moment I saw you that you would make for a lovely cumdump for me. If you want it so much you're gonna need to suck it from my dick. But first lets get that pussy coming around my cock hm? You deserve to know how it feels to come with your professor's big cock in your pussy."

Chapter 19: A picnic and a declaration

Nessa starts to wake up to someone playing with her hair. She keeps her eyes closed and snuggles closer taking in the warm spicy scent of his fading cologne, his hand in hers resting by her head on his chest. “Mmm Good morning, Mariposa.” Damian grumbles, feeling the shifting in her breathing showing him she is waking up. Nessa just groans and squeezes her hand. A tender arm wraps around her waist, and lips press against her shoulder, tracing her skin with warm pressure.

“Good morning Bunny.” Rhea mutters and continues to kiss up her opposite shoulder, Damian still playing with her hair.

“Noooo I’m so tiiired!” She whines and hears laughter from the other bed where Finn and Dominik were cuddling, the pair are both snorting at her antics.

“Baby we gave you an extra hour but now we need to get up if we are going to eat before getting to the arena. You still have to train with Asuka, Indi and Zelina and you can’t do that on an empty stomach.” Dominik tries to convince her while snuggling closer to Finn, not proving his point when she finally picks up her head to see no one making moves to get out of bed.

“You first!” Nessa whines trying to snuggle back onto Damian and Rhea, but pouts when they slide out of bed and take the covers off so she can’t get comfortable again. Nessa sits up and crosses her arms, staring at the tan of the hotel wall, pointedly not looking at any of her partners.

“Come on Bunny get dressed so we can go eat and get to the arena.” Rhea gently grabs Nessa’s arm and pulls her off the bed and nudges her towards the bathroom. Nessa instead swerves and goes to her bag, digging out her sports bra, Black Veil Brides tank top and a pair of jeans. She stands there and takes off her night shirt, leaving her breasts exposed.

Nessa pauses as she feels the air in the room shift. She glances around the room to the shocked faces of the boys and Rhea sitting on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on her clasped hands, her smile from ear to ear, a spark of joy in her eyes. Nessa blushes at the attention but continues, sliding her shorts down and stepping out of them, a whistle of appreciation coming from Damian.

She ignores it and shimmies into her pants first, turning her back to them, trying to keep the confidence she had a moment before. The others watch as she continues to get dressed, Domain bites his lip and eyes her up and down before meeting the looks of the others who look touched at how comfortable Nessa is with them and the effort she is putting out for them. “Mariposa, you don’t have to change in front of us. We know how you feel you don’t have anything to prove.” Damian tells her, keeping his distance not wanting to seem imposing on her.

Nessa turns around a shy smile on her face. “Nothing to prove to you, but more so something to prove to myself. I’m comfortable around you all and can do the bing bing.” She starts to explain, and the room breaks out in laughter except for Dominik who only smiles, just happy she isn’t cutting him out anymore. He will gladly take whatever she is willing to give and if she is trying to return to how they were he won't argue that.

“Bing bing?” Finn giggles, as they move to grab their gear, and head toward the hotel door. “I love it.” He promises as Nessa turns a bit red. They head as a group to the breakfast provided to them by the WWE and the hotel’s partnership, before they make their way to the arena - the group is right, Nessa does have three very important female Superstars to meet. ___________________________________________________________________________

Nessa finishes changing into workout gear in the shared locker room as there is a knock at the door. Damian answers it to see Hunter standing there with Pearce. “We want to walk to the ring with Nessa and watch her training, to see how she is progressing. Between us I am hoping to have her ready for a match by Money in the Bank.” Hunter smiles, trying to pass it off as a joke.

“Paul, I haven’t agreed to wrestle but I'm not saying no. That seems too fast, people train for months, years before even getting to this company and that is on the training brand. I haven’t earned it and I don’t want handouts because of Jefe.” Nessa counters.

“Sweetheart I promise it isn’t a handout because of Rey. You are working hard and learning fast. You know the signals to take a move and to counter. You expertly maneuvered someone going off plan and still made sure they didn’t get hurt. If your training continues to progress you can be ready for a small 5 minute match by Money in the Bank, now it might be a predetermined match that you job but you can showcase yourself and what you have learned.” Hunter praises, Adam nodding along in agreement while Nessa looks at them with suspicion. They step out of the way so Nessa can leave the room, she looks back at her people who nod and gesture for her to go. She blows a kiss to them and walks out the doorway, Hunter closing it behind them and standing on one side of Nessa, Adam on the other.

“While we walk to the ring there are some things we need to discuss. First, the allegations against a certain superstar are being deeply investigated. I saw your reaction when his name was brought up, you don’t need to say anything. Just know there is an investigation underway no matter what happens in the Draft. If possible, when you are ready to give me details that would speed it along but I understand if you are unable.” Hunter explains as they walk, Adam clasping his hands in front of himself as they navigate the twists and turns of the arena, nodding to the backstage hands as they go. Nessa stays silent, staring ahead, surprising herself by keeping her composure.

Hunter then clears his throat and continues, “Secondly we wanted to talk about the plans for Backlash. We don’t want you out there for Damian’s match, it is a street fight and anything goes which for now would put you in too much danger to sell appropriately. There will be a bit where Finn and Dominik interfere with members of the LWO, you are to stay in the back and do a Vignette with Rhea to start pushing the story there. At the end you come out to tend to Damian’s ‘injury’. You know how the match ends, your cue will be once all the LWO are in the ring celebrating.” He explains and Nessa nods along, committing it to memory.

“You have two promos that night, one with Rhea and the other alone in medical where Roman corners you about an alliance. We emailed you your script, though Roman doesn't have one, just a gist so play off of him. You have great mic skills and an instinct that can’t be taught” Adam chimes in and Nessa preens at the praise and stands a little straighter as Hunter laughs at her reaction.

“Alright now show us what you can do.” Hunter states, leading her up the steps of the ring and she enters and starts stretching with the others. She can’t help the nerves she feels knowing her boss is ringside watching her train but she soon shoves that thought in the back of her head as they get started, practicing the moves she has learned the past few weeks and adding in a few more.

“Ok you can take normal bumps, throw believable punches, arm drags, DDTs, some counters as well as a new submission that you need to practice. You are picking up the basics quickly. Now I want to see you take a bump from the ropes.” Indi instructs, gesturing towards the corner.

“It’s no different than taking one from where you stand only higher.” Zelina tries to convince Nessa who isn't buying it.

“No it is not no different, if I land wrong I could break my neck.” Nessa harshly whispers not wanting Hunter or Adam to hear her flipping out.

“Just tuck your chin as you do on the mat. You took a beatdown from me and a swinging DDT you can do this. Now sit on the top rope and prepare for me to suplex you. Trust that I won't angle you wrong and remember in a match if I need you to counter I won’t tap your back.” Zelina pumps her up and reminds her. Nessa sighs and nods, getting on the top rope as instructed. Hunter and Adam watch her closely. Zelina smacks Nessa’s back as the signal to give a little jump to assist in the suplex and they land on the mat. Nessa momentarily clutches her back and arches off the mat before turning over and forcing herself to get up and grapple with Zelina who gains the upper hand and twists Nessa's arm behind her back.

Nessa groans at the straining in her shoulder but goes to her knees and sweeps Zelina’s leg out from under her and locks in a reverse figure four leg lock. Hunter steps back, looking in the ring proudly, recording a secret video as she has a mock match with Zelina. Asuka, and Indi yelling directions. They continue like that until Hunter calls for them to quit and go get ready for the show.

Raw May 1 2023 The Draft Day 2

With the show underway Triple H began announcing the rules of the Draft. The various members of the Judgement Day are in catering, Nessa on Dominik’s lap and playing with one of his hands while the other alternates between feeding Nessa and feeding himself, careful to not get any food on their outfits. Nessa wears a cut up pair of pants and a Judgment Day shirt with the others' faces on it, tied right under her bust. Rhea is sat next to them, wearing her ring gear, Nessa’s feet resting on her thighs across the bench. Finn and Damian sitting across from them.

Finn keeps glancing over his shoulder at the TV, to make sure they don’t miss their Cue. Nessa watches the TV as well, smiling when Hunter announces Rhea as the Number 1 Draft Pick. Collectively they aren't surprised, having known that in advance but Rhea still blushes. She has come a long way in the company. Nessa lets go of Dominik’s hand and grabs Rhea’s hand, giving it a soft squeeze in support. Nessa and Rhea look lovingly at each other, the group just happy in their little bubble.

They are brought back to the real world by four people joining them at the table filling all the empty seats. Nessa looks around to see Jimmy sitting next to Finn and Jey sitting next to Damian, Paul joining Dominik and Roman next to Rhea. The twins begin shoveling food like it is normal while Dominik sits there confused as well as the rest of the Judgment Day. Nessa doesn’t look surprised, having learned from her multiple interactions with them once they claim you it sticks and they all but claimed her when she did their checkups.

“Hiya Roman, Jimmy, Jey… Paul… Nice of you to join us.” Nessa welcomes them to their table, the only one that shocked her was Paul joining them. She has only met him in passing a few times. She is even more shocked when he starts talking to her. So shocked she doesn’t eat what Dominik is offering to her off their shared plate.

“Nessa, it is so nice to finally be able to sit down and meet you properly and have a talk.” He begins.

“It's an honor to properly meet you. I remember seeing you a lot as a kid, loved ECW by the way and when you ran Smackdown.” She praises, still eyeing him as he smiles at her. She notes it is different, a softer smile, more fatherly.

“That is high praise coming from you. I wanted to offer my services, if you need any advice, anything in general come find me or give me a call.” He offers, and Nessa quirks her head to the side confused and Dominik pulls her tighter against his chest. The other members of Judgment Day are going on the defensive.

The others at the table try to diffuse the confusion and distrust. “Hey man it’s nothing like that. I just see immense talent and potential in her and see the future of this company. You know how it goes.” Paul defends himself.

Roman speaks up after eating another bite of food, not worried at all about the newfound tension in the table. “It's also a favor to me and to him. They are both Jews and he wants to make sure she succeeds and as a favor to me since we claim her as one of ours.” He shrugs, Jimmy and Jey nodding along.

“Yeah man, he offered the same to Dom and Char and many others when they first started.” Jimmy explains before letting out a string of expletives as Roman kicks him hard under the table.

“Hey stop kicking each other for fucks sake first them now you. Children behave, I swear you will be the death of me, is that what you want?” Nessa wags her finger at them making Paul laugh as Roman and the twins look down muttering apologies. Damian hides his smirk behind his bottle of water as he takes a sip, glad it isn’t directed towards him that time.

“You are going to keep this whole locker room in line, I see it now. Running things behind the scenes and keeping the peace. The first piece of advice. Go meet more people in the locker room. Spend time in the communal locker room. Get to know them, don't just stay in your bubble.” Paul advises before getting up. “Gentleman and Rhea.” He nods to the others and turns to walk away.

“Roman what the fuck was that about?” Nessa raises her eyebrows and Roman smirks and shakes his head.

“What I told you. You work hard and it hasn’t gone unnoticed. You are young and beautiful and have the potential to be the best of the best and we want to see that for you.” Roman offers.

“Yeah Uce, even if you don’t want to perform, we haven’t been feeling this good or trusting the medical team like this for a while. You genuinely care, it's not just a job to you so whatever you want to do you got our support.” Jey promises, winking at Nessa and gets up, Jimmy doing the same. Roman stays put and just continues talking with Nessa and the rest of the group until a stage hand comes and gives them a 10 minute warning to get to Gorilla.

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Nessa stands between Damian and Finn on the dark ramp, Rhea next to Finn and Dominik ending the line as smoke billows at their feet on the dark ramp. They look up as the lights focus on them. Damian nods a long to the beat doing his thing as they start making their way down the ramp. Damian offers Nessa his elbow and she takes it with a smile, the crowd a mix of cheers and boos. As they make their way down the ramp Finn takes a step back allowing Rhea to step in front of him so she is in step with Damian and Nessa and he is next to Dominik for a moment, knocking their wrists together before all five of them line up at the bottom of the ramp, each of them smirking and looking around.

Finn bumps his fist against Damians in front of Nessa who steps into Damian’s open arm. He wraps his arm around her shoulder and guides her down one side of the ring where people cheer for them. Nessa surprises herself and doesn’t blush, staying in character and ignoring the cheers as she follows Damian up the stairs and steps between the ropes he and Finn hold open for her. The two men follow her into the ring and quickly cross it as Rhea jumps on the apron and poses behind Dominik. Finn and Nessa lean against the ropes as Damian climbs it and does his archer pose, cameras flashing grabbing the moment in time. Once everyone is in the ring they all get a microphone. Nessa is leaning against Rhea’s shoulder that houses the title as Damian begins to speak loudly into the mic, the deepness of his voice sends shivers down Neessa’s spine and she swallowed thickly,

“All rise to the Judgment Day staying united right here on Monday Night RAW, and all rise for tonight's First Draft Pick, Your Champion,” He gestures to Rhea and Nessa steps aside as Dominik shines Rheas title belt and Nessa steps next to Damian and he continues “Our Champion Rhea Ripley!” He introduces and Rhea preens and sticks out her tongue for a moment.

Damian pulls Nessa possessively against him and steps back as Rhea raises the mic to her mouth and laughs into the mic. “I mean was there really any doubt who the First Draft Pick would be, Huh?” She turns towards Dominik and Nessa bites the inside of her cheek to prepare for the out of pocket thing Rhea is sure to say next. “Mami’s always on top.” Dominik can’t control his face, Finn starts laughing and Damian pinches his nose to try to not break but is unsuccessful. Nessa smirks and nods like she is agreeing with Rhea as Damian tries to turn his face away from the cameras to collect himself. Rhea continues like she didn’t just say something that could get them fined.

“And you guys thought that you could get rid of us that easily, nuh-uh. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. The Judgement Day, we run Monday Night RAW.” Nessa applauds and responds “That’s Right” before Rhea continues, “And this Saturday at Backlash Zelina Vega is going to regret everything she has done to Nessa and to me on Smackdown when I pretzel her and remind everyone exactly why I am the most dominant champion here in the WWE.” She holds up her title, the rest of the Judgment Day clapping and sounding off in agreement.

Finn walks in front of Rhea and begins his part, “Yeah that’s right, Rhea is going to roll Zelina up like a hot snot and flicker, and I got some news for Bad Bunny because my man Damian,” He turns first to Dom then to Damian, temporarily forgetting their placement. Nessa places a hand on Damian’s chest as Finn continues, “Is going to tear Bad Bunny apart, and leave little fluffy pieces of him all over Puerto Rico. Maybe he’ll learn to keep his mouth shut about our little Nessa.” He gestures to her as the others mock Bad Bunny. “Tell ‘em Damian!” Finn steps to the side as Damian steps forward. Rhea pulls Nessa back to stand between her and Dominik. Rhea resting her arm on Nessa’s shoulder and leaning on her while Dominik wraps his arm around Nessa’s waist.

“Bad Bunny, I want you to listen to my words very carefully, Because I choose them very very carefully.” Damian rapidly goes off in Spanish, clearly upset and Nessa can't keep up to even understand. He realizes how rapidly he was speaking and takes a deep breath apologizing to them and continues talking, “Sé que eres una superestrella de la música, pero este es mi mundo. Igual de niño ganaste una lucha, pero estás equivocado. Has engañado a todos tus fans. Ellos piensan que puedes ganar. En Puerto Rico, te voy a dar duro. And Bad Bunny, Benito, at Backlash you will receive your punishment. I warned you about disrespecting my woman and getting involved in Judgment Day business.” Damian pulls Nessa to him again, by the back of the neck and capturing her lips in a searing kiss that she has to remind herself to keep it PG. Mercifully he breaks the kiss, pulling her to his chest possessively, playing up his character.

Dominik raises the mic to his lips as Damian and Nessa take a step back to allow him room. “I can’t…” He is cut off by the roaring boos of the crowd and his hand drops to his side. All of them turn around looking annoyed, Rhea yelling at the crowd to shut up then turning to Dominik telling him to not worry about it.

Finn speaks up into the mic in defense of Dominik, “Hey, let him speak!” The crowd roars more to where they struggle to hear each other as FInn continues, “Dom pay them no mind!”

Dominik looks around and raises the mic again to try to speak, “I cant..” The crowd gets even louder and it makes Nessa’s ears ring. She takes the moment to raise the mic to her mouth and the crowd quiets down interested in what she has to say.

“I have forgiven Dom his sins against me, he has proven to me he has earned it and The Judgment Day has welcomed me with opened arms, and I met my new man, Mi Rey,” Nessa’s ears twitch at calling Damian what she typically reserves for Dom but she continues without pausing, her hand resting on Damians chest “Let me put the rumors to bed. He doesn’t lay a hand on me that I don’t allow, any mark is something I’ve allowed and even asked for. Damian is a bad guy but he knows how to treat a woman right.” Nessa smirks and pauses listening to the crowd cheer at the obvious implications. After a moment of taking in the cheers she adds on “And you all need to let Dom Dom speak and show him some respect!” She has to yell into the mic, the crowd switching from cheers to the nuclear level heat that Dom can’t seem to shake.

Dom tries to speak again only for the crowd to start chanting you suck over and over again. “I can’t wait until Mami and Priest dominate at Backlash!!!” He yells into the mic trying to be heard the crowd still chanting "you suck” and booing. Dominik repeats again and continues “And until the Judgment Day dominates Santos, Zelina and my dead beat dad in a six man tag match and since the LWO got drafted to SmackDown, looks like this is the last night I get to embarrass my dad along with his loser friends in the LWO who want to lay hands on Mamita who has done nothing wrong and who has graciously supported me against my deadbeat dad who also laid hands on her. He wants to accuse Priest of abuse when he bruised her wrist the other week. They can run and hide on Smackdown.” Dominik yells into the mic.

He goes to add more but Rey Mysterio’s music comes on and out he comes with Santos and Zelina by his side and a mic in his hand, he raises it to his mouth to respond to Dominik, “Dom, no one is running or hiding anywhere. I did not mean to bruise mi hija Nessa.”

Nessa cuts him off, “Then you should understand this,” She gestures between Damian and herself.

Rey continues on like she didn’t buy in. “We were selected by SmackDown to compete Friday nights.Thats how the draft works, But I’m glad, I’m glad we’re not going to be on the same brand, because if you thought getting whooped at WrestleMania with the belt was bad,” he begins to point at Dominik, “Next time I would have busted out la chancla,” Zelina and Santos begin clapping while Nessa rolls her eyes and whispers into Damian’s ear where others can read her lips, “I’d like to see him try.” Rey sees this and turns his attention to her, “And nessa you aren’t excluded. I may be worried for your safety but you need to leave them and do the right thing. You are going down a dark path.”

Damian steps in front of her cutting him off, “You don’t get to talk to her or about her, do it again and I’ll end you.” He threatens. Zelina and Santos fake being scared, though there is a glint in Zelina’s eyes that gives her true feelings away.

Rey waves off the threat and continues, pointing to Zelina. “And I can’t wait to see Zelina leave Puerto Rico with Rhea’s championship around her waist.”

“Not a chance” Finn yells out, Nessa waves her arms in a no way fashion.

Rey doesn’t stop talking which is beginning to annoy Nessa, the match is supposed to start soon and he is going to make it late. “And I am looking forward to watching Bad Bunny romper de toda la cara Priest and anybody else from Judgment Day who is stupid enough to get in Bunny’s way at Backlash. Nessa you’ve been through enough I would hope you aren't that stupid to get involved in the men's business, then again you put yourself in the situation you are in…” Rey shakes his head to reorient himself, he got off track and immediately felt guilty at the look on Nessa’s face, like he himself hurt her. (break Priest’s face)

Damian and Dominik go off yelling at Rey for that comment, spouting threats, their microphones discarded so their curses wouldn’t be picked up, while Finn and Rhea momentarily check on Nessa who waves them off. She can handle Rey when the time is right.

“But before all that, the Judgment Day is going to get smacked right now by the LWO!” The crowd cheers as Rey’s music kicks back on and they approach the ring. Damian holds open the ropes for Nessa who quickly exits so she doesn’t have to be in the ring when Rey enters. She takes her place by the steel steps as Damian takes off his jacket and hands it to her. She slides it under the ring for safe keeping, wanting to keep her hands free incase she is needed for this match.

Finn takes his spot next to her as Rhea and Damian stand on the apron, Dominik in the ring to start the match, Rey starting it on his side, staring down Dominik. Disappointment evident in his eyes. Rhea smirks, reaching forward and tapping his chest to tag herself in. She enters the ring like a predator, her eyes on Rey her prey. Nessa can’t hear the taunts Rhea is giving but cheers her on all the same when she pushes Rey’s head. Rey turns around and Zelina is in the ring, he picks her up for leverage so Zelina can wrap her legs around Rhea’s head and take her down. Rhea flips onto the mat. Rhea quickly recovers and gets up, swinging at Zelina who dodges it.

However, Zelina can’t dodge Rhea’s kick, and she falls to the mat. Rhea turns momentarily to talk back to threaten Rey before focusing back on Zelina and going for the riptide. Zelina counters it to attempt to hit the DDT but the strength of Rhea is able to stop her, holding them in that position and Lifting Zelina up. Zelina begins to kick down with her knees connecting one to Rhea’s head making Rhea lose her grip and Zelina breaks out of the hold. They turn to face each other, Finn keeping a protective hand on Nessa’s shoulder to pull her out of potential harm if needed. Zelina drops down as they grapple, making Rhea hit her head on Zelinas and rapidly back up into their corner.

Damian immediately tags in, with Santos switching out for Zelina. Both of them rush into the ring, Damian hitting Santos with his knee making him double over. Damian then whips Santos into the ropes, he bounces off and dodges Damian’s swing, bouncing off the ropes on the other side for momentum and lands a punch, both of them momentarily fall to the mat. They both get up quickly, going to separate corners. Damian stays in the corner and takes the hit from Santos and stumbles out of the corner. Nessa slaps the mat annoyed but she is aware that he agreed to take some hits in this match but the end is not determined due to the personal drama going on. Doesn’t mean she has to like it. She gets more frustrated as Santos gains control. She glances at the corner where Rey and Zelina are, seeing Rey staring at her and Finn, his eyes narrow before returning his focus to the match where Damian had knocked Santos to the ground.

Damian then turns around and swings full force at Rey knocking him on the apron. Rey grabs his head where Damian made contact, the ref ordering Damian back. Damian looks at Zelina who looks legitimately scared and backs up. Nessa makes note to talk to her later to see how much of that was acting. Damian goes to the ropes and jumps up for Santos to counter, kicking Damian in the ribs. Damian goes to the floor and rolls out of the ring trying to collect himself. Dominik gets in the ring attempting to get a cheap shot but Santos counters it, picking him up and slamming him on his knee before tagging Rey in who jumps off the apron onto Damian knocking him back to the ground.

Rhea jumps off the apron and stands protectively in front of Nessa and Dom who is on the floor crawling backward, Finn pulls her behind him as Rey storms over toward them. Rhea points and yells for Rey to get back. Rey glances in the ring to see Zelina getting on Santos's shoulders and he slides in to pose in front of them, showing the “dominance” of the LWO. They pose for a moment and Damian gets back in the ring, Rey and Zelina returning to their corner as Santos and Damian continue the match. Damian is in control as he slams his body into Santos’s and Nessa cheers him on, “Come on Papi, break him!!!”

Damian smiles and points to Nessa, bouncing off the rope, only for Santos to counter and drop kick him. Nessa grimaces and Finn gives her shoulder a comforting squeeze. They watch as Damian tags in Dominik and Santos tags in Rey. Rey immediately has the upperhand, throwing Dominik around, getting him in a corner and climbing the ropes and punching Dom repeatedly. Dom is able to slide out from under Rey and turn the tables, pulling him off the turnbuckles and flinging him towards the rope, bending over to hopefully flip Rey but Rey catches himself and kicks Dominik and regains control ending in the first pin of the match Rhea immediately gets in the ring and breaks the pin at two. Zelina gets in to defend Rey only for Rhea to drop her with a single punch to the head. Rhea turns and looks at Rey, Nessa sees the gears turning behind her eyes.

Rhea picks Rey up, slinging him over her shoulder and lifting him up above her head. Nessa looks on in awe at how strong her girlfriend is, and finds herself thinking just how much she wouldn’t mind if Rhea would throw her over her shoulder. “Focus A Chroí,” Finn whispers in her ear before stepping back and walking around to stand on the opposite side of the stairs. Rhea is right in front of the ropes and doesn’t see Zelina go to deliver a 619, connecting to Rhea’s midsection making her drop Rey, Rhea goes to swing on Zelina who drops down holding the top rope sending Rhea over and out landing on the ground. FInn checks on Rhea, helping her up and back onto the apron as Rey drops Dominik who turns and tags Damian in.

Damian gets in and goes to spear Rey but he quickly moves out of the way making Damian slam his shoulder into the post. “Damian stop doing that stupid shit every match you and Mami do that and it happens!” Nessa yells, giving a dose of tough love the camera catches, Nessa slamming her hand to the mat. Rey dropkicks Damian onto the ropes to set up the 619. As Rey goes to bounce off the ropes, Finn jumps up on the apron to distract the ref as Nessa grabs Rey’s ankles making him fall to the floor. Santos gets in the ring and runs over diving out of the ring, Dominik pushing Nessa out of the way and into Finn’s arms who gets her set back on her feet and brushes imaginary dirt off her shoulder.

Rhea dropkicks Santos who got back up after knocking Dominik down but Zelina gets up on the apron and jumps on Rhea landing the Meteora. Rey looks over to see three people on the ground. Damian uses that distraction to get Rey into position for the Razor's Edge, only for Rey to wiggle out of it and knock Damian back into the ropes, setting up another 619. Rey goes to connect the 619 but Nessa jumps up onto the apron taking the hit and falls off the apron into Rhea’s waiting arms. “Are you ok Mamita?” Rhea asks. Nessa nods her head gripping it from the dull ache that is now there, and Rhea gently sets her down, Finn taking her into his arms and rubbing the back of her neck where Rey connected the move.

Rey looks to them remorseful, he didn’t plan that, it wasn’t supposed to happen. Damian capitalizes on that and grabs Rey by the neck, lifting him up and throwing him down on the other side of the ropes on the mat, landing the south of heaven and covering Rey for the win. Dominik is in Rhea’s arms celebrating the win. Finn helps Nessa up on the apron and jumps up there, holding the ropes open for her to get in the ring so they can all celebrate the win. Once they are all in the ring they stand side by side, Nessa between Damian and Rhea, Finn and Dominik on the ends holding up each other's hands. ______________________________________________________________________

They get backstage and someone hands an ice pack to Damian who immediately tries to put it on Nessa’s Neck. She flinches away from it and shimmies in between Rhea and Dom, resting her head against Rhea's arm. Rhea gently ruffles Nessa’s hair. Nessa isn’t shocked when she sees Adam Pearce storming up to them. “Hunter's office now. We need to discuss your breach of contract.” Adam orders, his face serious.

Nessa deflates and goes to follow him to the office, her head hung low, her partners following close behind. Not wanting her to be alone now even more with who was drafted to RAW. They reach the office and Adam holds the door open allowing Nessa to step in, the others go to follow but Adam stops them and closes the door in their face. Nessa see’s Hunter behind the desk pinching the bridge of his nose. “Sit down Miss Klein.” Adam suggests, gesturing to the seat and he himself takes a seat on the edge of Hunter's desk.

“What possessed you to take that hit, that was meant for Finn, your contract stipulates both parties have to agree. No one did and I was not aware. Do you realize how incredibly dangerous that was for both you and him. I know you have beef with him and I understand it but out there you have to keep to the plan, especially keep to your contract. As this is your first offense on your end I won’t fine you.” Hunter signs and leans back seeing the look on Nessa’s face. He continues, his voice softer this time, less like he was chiding her and more like he was concern, “That being said I am sorry that someone you are uncomfortable being near was drafted to this brand. I saw your reaction last week when his name came up and clearly there is history there. Now I am not going to ask for specifics if you don’t want to give it. Just a yes or no answer. Are you one of his victims?” Hunter asks and Nessa lets out a shaky breath and nods her head, blinking back the tears that are pricking at her eyes.

“That's all I need for now on that. Keep one of your partners with you at all times at events for your safety, if not one of them let me know and I’ll send a guard. If something happens you let me know immediately. Now go back and ice your neck. We don't want more bruises there. And for the love of god don’t deviate like that again or I will fine you. I am tired of seeing you in my office every week at this point.” Hunter jokes as Nessa gets up to leave, a soft smile on her face. She opens the door to see her partners looking at her worried, she steps out and into Damian’s waiting arms. She jumps as he places the icepack on her neck.

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Damian unlocks the hotel room and steps aside letting the women enter first and the boys follow in carrying in the bags, dropping them just inside the door. Nessa shuffles to a chair by the bed and plops down placing the ice pack back on her neck, waiting for the verbal lashing she is sure to come. She sees the tension in their bodies, all except for Rhea who looks at her with understanding. “Go easy on her, she made a call and it worked and she is ok. I’m going to shower.” Rhea orders the group and disappears into the bathroom. The others wait until the water starts, Nessa still sitting there staring at the ground unable to meet their gazes. She hears someone clear their throat and she knows it is Damian.

“We aren’t angry Mariposa, but you can’t go off script like that, it is dangerous. You could have seriously gotten hurt.” Damian kneels in front of Nessa grabbing her hand.

Finn steps to the side of the chair and gently takes the ice pack from her and inspects her neck. “There isn’t a bruise that we haven't put there. It will probably just be tender for a few days. We will keep an eye on that.” He announces to the room and bends over placing a gentle kiss to Nessa’s cold neck. “You know that was meant for me A chroí why did you do that?” He asks, stepping around so Nessa can Look at him, Dominik stands behind the others with a fresh bag of twizzlers.

“Because you weren’t at your mark and I wanted you guys to win since Rey made the match late. That gave the distraction needed. He deserved that South of Heaven which was harder than I have seen you do that.” Nessa answers, blinking at Damian at the end.

The corners of his lips turn up unable to keep a serious face at how cute Nessa was being. “Well he hurt you… again… I had to make him pay and get some retribution for Dom.” He smiles, resting his hand on her cheek.

“I had no problem with it. You’ve been training harder than some of the others on the roster. Plus to see the look on his face was great!” Dominik chuckles and hands over a Twizzler.

Nessa immediately grabs it and takes a bite. “I’ll be more careful in the future and follow my contract. Honestly I'm surprised he didn’t fine me.” Nessa shrugs, taking another bite.

“Well I think that could be a few things dear, I was off my mark, and it worked in the story. Also the fans loved it. Brock gets away with a lot though I do not want you working with him ever.” Finn comments, the rest making noises of agreement.

“Go sit on the bed Princesa, I’ll give you a massage before you go shower after Mami, release that tension in your neck and shoulders.” Dominik gets on one of the beds, his back against the headboard patting the spot between his legs. Damian stands up to get out of Nessa’s way.

“And after we go straight to bed. We have a flight first thing in the morning, we start our lead up to Backlash appearances this week.” Damian announces to the room, Nessa yawning and nodding her head as Dominik tends to her sore muscles.

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Wednesday May 3 Puerto Rico

Nessa sits between Damian and Dominik in the back seat of the Suv rental, her leg bouncing up and down rapidly. Sometimes it is hard for Nessa to accept the whirlwind that her life has become. Especially when she’s treated like a SuperStar. This was shaping up to be one of those times.

“Mariposa, why are you nervous? We are going to see sick kids and their families to cheer them up.” Damian places a warm gentle hand on her knee to stop it bouncing. Nessa instead begins to chew on her nails but Dominik grabs her hand and stops that as well. She sighs and squeezes Dominik’s hand.

“Are you sure I'm welcome?” She asks a little softly.

“Of course you are, Nes.” Dominik promises.

“But, this was initially booked for just you guys. I’m a tag along. I’m nothing, nobody.” Nessa frets, tugging at her shirt, and winding herself up more.

Damian sighs and leans over kissing the top of her head, “Aye mariposa, you are anything but a nothing and nobody. You are a kind soul, a nurse who wants to help people and who works hard. You won the hearts of the fans already if you can’t tell they only boo you when you mention Dom. They love you like we… we care deeply for you so don’t tear yourself down, ever.” Damian catches himself, knowing it might be too soon for that type of declaration.

Damian has no problem with her telling Dominik she loves him, they have history but they have only known each other for a month and been together less than that. He doesn’t want to scare her away. He relaxes as she leans against him. He wraps his arm around her shoulder and they relax that way for the rest of the ride to the hospital.

Nessa settled a little bit, but still wasn’t sure this was a good idea. Dominik knew that, so he took her hand and kissed her knuckles, “Children love you, Mariposa. This is perfect for you, you will bring smiles to all their faces.” Nessa nods her head still unsure.

“It could be like when I was on the Peds ward. Do you think any of them want to see me?” She asks as the car makes another turn making her lean harder against Damian. They both chuckle at how cute the question is.

“Of course they do, some of them might even try to make you and Dom get back together” Damian jokes, tickling the part of Nessa’s side he can reach. She whines and wiggles, unable to get away from the assault.

“Damian stop please” She manages in between involuntary giggles. Damian to his credit stops and wraps his arms around her as much as he can in the limited space. Nessa smiles up at him to show she isn’t upset with him and places a gentle kiss to his jaw which relaxes the affection. The rest of the ride to the hospital is made in comfortable silence, music from the radio filling it. _________________________________________________________________________

They arrive at the hospital and split up, each having their own assignments and rooms to visit. Nessa is secretly relieved that she is paired with Damian and Zelina. She may have forgiven Dominik but being around the children and him might make her waver and give in faster than she planned.

“Ok so we have these rooms to visit and after this we go to the outreach center to play basketball with the kids there.” Zelina hands the lists to Damian and Nessa, and reminds them they are riding with her back from the hospital since they have separate engagements from the rest of their partners.

“Ok, uh if I have issues will you help me translate.” Nessa quietly asks the others as one of the Nurses leads them to the first room. Damian and Zelina quietly agree as they enter and the little girl in the bed's eyes light up, focused solely on Nessa. Damian watches as a switch flips in Nessa’s head and all tension falls from her body and she approaches the bed. Damian stays close to help her translate. He watches in awe as Nessa converses with the kid in broken Spanish but she is clearly trying.

“She is catching on fast.” Zelina praises, Damian goes to respond but pauses when he hears the kid loudly whisper to Nessa,

“Sé que la lucha libre es falsa, pero ¿de verdad estás con Damian, es tu novio? Nessa blushes and nods her head, (I know wrestling is false, but are you really with Damian, is he your boyfriend?)

“Ah, sí, es mi novio y me gusta mucho. Me trata muy bien.” (Ah, yes he is my boyfriend and he treats me well) Nessa stutters trying to remember the simple words. Damian chuckles and steps closer to her, grabbing her hand and gently tapping his forehead to hers since they are wearing a mask. The kid smirks and responds, “Bueno, es mi favorito y creo que deberías casarte.” (good he is my favorite and I think you should get married). Zelina snorts and Damian laughs, his chest shaking jostling Nessa from their closeness.

Nessa relaxes by the time they are in the second to last room to visit, like she has been doing this her whole life. As soon as they walk into the room the kid is in the bed, looking healthier than the others they saw. A young girl around 12 waves at them excitedly. The three of them step closer to the bed conversing with her, learning her name, Angelina. Angelina excitedly talks to them, so fast Nessa can’t understand. Thankfully Damian translates for her, whispering in her ear. “She thinks you are pretty and wants to be like you when she grows up. A nurse. And she said if you are with me can she have Dominik?”

“Maybe when you are a bit older, sweetheart, but then I think you’d have to fight Mami for him.” Nessa responds in English, Damian translating for her. Angelina answers in English, her accent thick and adorable.

“For him, I’d fight God.”

Nessa and Damian laugh, sharing a knowing look. Both of them feel the same way about him. Nessa’s attention is grabbed by Angelina’s mom calling her name, gently rocking a baby in one arm and gesturing for her to come over with the other. Nessa smiles, her eyes crinkling above her mask and goes over there. She is shocked when the woman shoves the baby in her arms and pulls out a phone to take a picture, talking a mile a minute. Nessa coos at the baby, adjusting so it is safely in one arm, letting it play with her fingers. She is so engrossed with the baby, she doesn’t notice or care that the wwe camera crew focuses on her holding the baby for the promo. She doesn’t notice Zelina nudging Damian who looks over and melts. He can see in that moment the future he wishes to have with her and the others. Children running all around them, being all of theirs. He is pulled out of his little dream of the future by Zelina nudging him again.

“She looks good holding a baby doesn't she?” Zelina winks and Damian rolls his eyes in response, unable to help the blush that creeps up his neck, Angelina in the hospital bed giggling maniacally thinking she is in on some secret that Damian doesn't have the heart to correct.

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Thursday May 4th Puerto Rico

Nessa is lounging on the blanket laid out on the beach, enjoying the shade under the umbrella. Leaning against Finn's chest as Damian cuts his promo. Dom laying out as well, his head on Rhea’s lap, Rhea playing with his hair. “Lean forward sweetheart, I’ll put some more sunblock on your back. We don’t want you to burn Mo Mhuirnin.” Finn gently suggests and gently pushes Nessa forward. Dom looks up to Rhea and she nods, bending down and giving him a kiss before he gets up with a grunt and runs off disappearing from view. Nessa looks at the remaining two with confusion.

“He’s just running back to the car, he forgot something, Bunny. Sit back and relax. Damian will be joining us soon and we can have fun for the rest of the day.” Rhea explains and leans back on her forearms. Nessa can’t help but stare at the marvel that is Rhea’s body, the way her muscles flex and the way she looks in that tiny black bikini. Finn laughs and pulls Nessa back to their previous position, wrapping his arms around her waist. She wiggles to get comfortable and grabs her phone from the blanket and resumes reading her story. Looking back up when Damian jogs back toward them and plops down between Rhea, Finn and Nessa and shakes his wet hair making Nessa squeal and turn closer to Finn and Rhea jokingly smacking Damians chest. Damian's booming laugh fills the space while Nessa sticks her tongue out at him.

“I was just getting to a good part, you jerk!” Nessa complains dropping her phone between her legs and crosses her arms. Damian continues to laugh and just gently pulls Nessa off Finn's lap and onto his. Finn grabs her phone to check what she was reading, his eyes scanned the text, immediately dropping it as he realizes that one, it’s fanfiction, and two is Ava and Dominik fanfiction, he immediately picks it back up to scan, the writing is really good, carefully he sends the link to himself, Family Roots is something he’s curious about now.

“I’m sorry Mariposa, you all just looked so hot and thought you needed to cool down.” He winks to Finn and squeezes Nessa’s side. Nessa yelps and tries to get off his lap but it is useless. “Come on baby, I’ve barely seen you all morning because of my promos, let me have a little Nessa time.” He begs and the fight goes out of Nessa. She doesn’t respond verbally, only grabs one of his hands and brings it up to her lips for a little kiss. Dominik finally returns with a picnic basket in one hand and a shopping bag in the other. Through the bag she can see a bag of twizzlers and a pack of oreos.

“Oh what’s this Dom?” Nessa asks as he sets the picnic basket down as well as the bag of snacks. Rhea leans over, her shoulder against Damian’s arm as Dom takes a seat between her legs like Nessa is with Damian.

“Remember the other day when we woke you up and you said you were dreaming about a picnic on the beach? Well here we are on a beach and we are going to have a picnic. All of us, since tomorrow, we have a busy day between the press conference and Smackdown.” Rhea explains and leans forward flipping open the lid to the basket and pulling out the bowl of mixed fruit she knows Nessa loves. Damian has already ripped into the packet of Oreos and offered Nessa one. She bites into it allowing the cookie to crumble onto her lap and Damian pouts at the waste of cookie.

“You have a habit of wasting these cookies. They are my favorite if you didn’t know.” He kisses her cheek and puts the remnants of the cookie in his mouth.

“Well I know you like them, didn't know they were your favorite. I’ll keep that in mind.” She smiles taking a bite of the piece of cantaloupe Rhea offered her. Nessa grabs a Twizzler and feeds it to Dominik. Damian switched between eating his oreos and feeding the others. All of them feeding each other in a moment of contentment and domesticity.

“Thank you guys for this. You don’t know how much this means…” Nessa sniffs and Damian squeezes his arms around her waist, Finn flicking a grape at her to keep her from crying.

“Of course Mi Vida, you’ve been working so hard and have given up so much and have been so gracious to us. You deserve a little piece of heaven.” Dominik explains, reaching over and resting a hand on her thigh. Damian adds on, “You made Dom’s dream come true and we wanted to make one of yours come true… that we could” Damian kisses Nessa’s shoulder as her breath catches in her throat at how sweet they are.

“Well what dreams can I make come true for you guys besides Dom?” Nessa asks them.

They all go quiet for a minute thinking, “Could we think on that and get back to you Bunny, we can’t really come up with something right now. Just having you with us is a dream come true.” Rhea reaches over and plays with Nessa’s hair.

The food and snacks had been devoured, conversation flowing smoothly. Sometimes words do not even need to be said, just content in each other's company. Nessa begins to yawn and checks the time only seeing it be a few minutes past four. “I think I need a naaaap…” Nessa yawns again, Rhea begins to get up to pack things up but Nessa speaks up stopping her, “No guys, stay and relax and continue having fun. The rest of the weekend is going to be crazy and hectic. I’m just not used to traveling so much and my body is telling me I need to be unconscious for a few hours. Nothing serious. I insist stay.” Damian lets her stand up and gets up himself, brushing off the bits of sand off his shorts.

“I’ll take you back to the hotel. You aren't familiar with the area and can’t really speak Spanish. I’ll come back once you are settled if you are ok with that?” Damian offers the compromise and holds out his hand for her to grab.

“Take the car. if you aren't back by dinner we will catch a ride from some of the others that are still here.” Finn tosses Damian the keys, Dominik winking at Damian who flips him off at the implication. He regrets telling them about what happened at the hospital. Should have kept that to himself for a while longer, and enjoyed that little fantasy… but no he wanted to bring that up with his partners who won’t let him live it down. At least now there is another thing he has in common with Dominik. He finds himself thinking as he walks Nessa to the car and drives back to the hotel. He notices Nessa is a little more awake and alert than she was on the beach. He glances over at her momentarily enjoying the way the seatbelt is nestled between her breasts and finds himself wishing that is where his head would be and swallows thickly to control his thoughts so as to focus on the drive, his shorts uncomfortably tight for the majority of the drive back to the hotel. Nessa seemingly none the wiser.

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Back at the hotel Damian lets Nessa in the room, following close behind her, closing the door gently behind them. Nessa immediately goes to her luggage, fishing out her bathroom bag.

“Luis you can go back to the beach, I’m just going to shower and lay down until dinner.” She pauses in front of the bathroom door, turning back to look at him sitting on the edge of the bed, her leaning against the frame.

“Counter offer, I could shower with you and then nap with you. No pressure for more, just mutual scrubbing then sleep? They already plan for me not to be back by dinner.” He offers, staying put on the bed until he gauges Nessa’s reaction.

“Oh” She squeaks, a blush rising up her neck as she considers his offer. He holds his breath until Nessa nods, giving her permission.

“Use your words Mariposa, I don’t want to overstep.” Damian prompts, his heart fluttering in his chest but outside he is keeping it collected.

“Yeah that sounds nice actually.” She vocalizes, her face getting a deeper shade of pink before ducking into the bathroom. Damian chuckles to himself and goes to follow her, discarding his shirt along the way. He sees Nessa start the shower and close the door to let it warm up, setting her stuff on the counter still in her swimsuit.

“We can stay in our swimsuits and change after if you want Mariposa.” Damian softly offers, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her to him, her back flush with his chest facing the bathroom mirror. He hunches over and leans his head against hers and watches her blush come back in the mirror while his hands gently caress her sides.

“Why are you so shy Mariposa?, you are gorgeous and have nothing to be shy about. We all find you insanely attractive. Hell if I’m being perfectly honest with you, you make us all feel like teenagers fucking for the first time. Not knowing what to do or say.” He kisses her cheek, watching a cute pink spreading down her cheeks to her collarbones and inching down her chest toward her belly button.

“I think we can… shower normally.” Nessa softly answers, not answering his previous question. He wants to pry but thinks better of it when he sees her face in the mirror and opts instead to tighten his arms around her momentarily and kisses her shoulder. He takes a step back trailing his fingertips up her spine stopping at the tied strap to her bikini top. He catches her eyes through the mirror and she nods, giving him the ok to keep going. He pulls the string untying the bottom part of her top, her hand going immediately to hold it in place, nervous about being so bare, so vulnerable in front of him for the first time. Damian pauses again at the string on her neck, his fingers holding it, not yet pulling it.

“Mariposa you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” He gives her another out, a sense of unease filling him. The thought that he is maybe pushing her too far. She shakes her head and swallows trying to fight her mouth going dry.

“No, Luis we’ve done… I… I want to. I just…” She sighs trying to find the words. She fills with relief when he says what she is thinking.

“You don’t like your body.” He does his best to not look at her in pity, knowing that would only make the situation worse. “Mariposa, My Mariposa. You are one of the most gorgeous women I have ever laid my eyes on. You have nothing, absolutely nothing, to be ashamed or afraid of.” He praises, his voice soft. Nessa is moved by the sincerity of his words and the soft care in his eyes as he looks at her through the mirror. She reaches a shaky hand back, gently grabbing Damians and makes him pull the string, her bikini top falling to the ground. She then unbuttons her shorts and Damian lets her slide them down, allowing her to lead the pace, whatever makes her feel comfortable.

“Do you want me to stay in my swim trunks, Querida?” Damian softly asks.

Nessa answers “No.” Her voice is so soft he can barely hear it. He smiles softly and swipes her hair off of her shoulders, resting his hands on her shoulders and gently directs her towards the running shower filling the bathroom with steam, fogging up the mirror.

“Go ahead and get in the shower, I’ll join you in a moment so you can collect yourself. You are clearly on edge. I'll give you a minute to collect…”

Damian was cut off by her firm “No.” She turns to face him. “If you do that I’ll overthink. I… Just get in with me?” Her sure tone fails a little bit but Damian nods, understanding. He slides off his shorts and reaches behind Nessa, opening the shower door. She slowly backs in the water pouring over her head, Damian stepping in and closing the door behind him. He turns her around once her hair is soaked and grabs her shampoo bottle, the water hitting him in the back. He pours some of her shampoo in his hand and begins to lather it in her hair, massaging her scalp. She lets out a little moan of pleasure and Damian can’t help himself but his cock twitches at her sounds. He angles his pelvis away from her so he can keep washing her. He steps back as does Nessa, leaning her head back to rinse her hair and Damian just silently stares at her, smiling, admiring how the water rolls down her curves, dripping off her breasts as she turns to look at him expectantly.

Damian is confused, not knowing what she wants. He figures it out when she pouts and stomps her foot, the water splashing. He smiles widely and turns around, taking a knee so she can do the same for his hair. He laughs as she sputters as the shower assaults her face. He tries to get up to alleviate that but she grabs his shoulder to keep him in position until she deems it done. He gets up and rinses his hair as she quickly conditions her hair and rinses it out, grumbling about men and how it’s unfair they don’t have to do as much. He laughs and relaxes as Nessa relaxes. They take turns washing each other's bodies. Nessa tries to ignore the obvious arousal of Damian, but can’t, and she is thankful hers isn’t as obvious.

Once they are out of the shower, they are drying themselves. Damian wraps his towel around his waist and takes another towel and gently towel drying Nessa’s hair. She drops her towel and looks up at him. His hands pause in their movements as their gazes meet. She wraps her arms around his neck and stands on her toes first just placing their lips together in a sweet little peck. Damian bends over slightly, letting Nessa’s feet go back to flat against the floor, his forehead resting on hers, this time he kisses her, tender, multiple pecks turning into more. Damian nipping at her lips, their breathing getting shallow as they kiss. Nessa knots her hands into Damian's hair, making more water drip down his back and a groan come from deep in his throat. He leans his head back partially, his cock pressed against her.

“Mariposa, Nessa… please. If you don’t want this, tell me now and we can stop. You have stepped out of your comfort zone so much I don’t want this to be too much.” He takes a shuddering breath waiting for her response.

“Luis, I want this, I want you, it's not too much.” She barely finishes her sentence before he sweeps her up into the bridal carry and brings her over to the bed. Gently setting her down his lips first still attached to hers, then kissing down her neck, leaving soft bruises that will fade quickly and continuing down her shoulders until he reaches her breasts—licking and sucking on each nipple before pushing her breasts together and tending to both nipples at the same time. Nessa wiggling and whimpering at the attention, trying to create some friction between her thighs.

Damian continues to kiss down her body muttering, “You are so beautiful, every part, every bruise, every mark.” Pausing to kiss every freckle, every mark he sees. Nessa shifts under the weight but doesn’t pull away. She opens her legs for him as he adjusts his position, now between them. He runs a finger through her slit, feeling the wetness already there. He starts by sliding two fingers into her, bending down using his tongue to lick her clit, sucking at it making her whimper. Damian groans at the taste and how pliable she is under him making his own cock leak. Nessa’s hand grabs him by the hair pulling his head closer and grinding herself on his face as he adds another finger. He continues expertly as Nessa continues to wither the sounds coming from her a mix of moans and whimpers. The sounds becoming more breathless whimpers as her breathing shallows the longer he does it, her pussy clenching his fingers letting him know she is close.

"Thats is Mariposa… let go… cum for me” He didn’t even need to tell her because by the time he finished speaking she goes to cover her eyes, the lights temporarily too bright as she cums around his fingers, her juices joining Damian’s spit in the wet spot on the bed. He lets her recover for a moment, appreciating the flush decorating her pale body as she takes shaky breaths, her legs trembling. He nips at her thighs. Nessa wasn’t expecting it and slams her legs together on Damians head. He groans in pain making Nessa immediately open her legs again and sit up on her arms, apologies falling out rapidly. Damian laughs, making Nessa stare at him mouth agape.

“Mariposa, there is no need to be sorry. If that is the way I go, that is the way I’d prefer it. Neck snapped between your pretty little thighs.” He begins peppers kisses up the thighs that almost killed him, and continues to trail those kisses up her body until he is passionately kissing Nessa’s plump lips. She parts her lips allowing his tongue to enter her mouth, their tongues flicking against each other. Nessa moans and places her hand against his cheek, feeling the stubble under her hand. Their kisses turn soft, and gentle. Between the kisses and the soft touches, Nessa looks up at him, and Damian can feel a shared pulse between them, a intertwined longing, something alive and real, the trust for their future together, a longing for children that look like them both, but most of all, the settling of togetherness. Nessa is his, and Damian is hers, just like they belong to the others, but this moment, this tiny little bubble, it's the settlement of their bond.

“Luis please…” Nessa begs, breathless, feeling him twitch against her thigh. He readjusts his weight, pressing his cock at her entrance and slowly pushing forward. He lets out a shaky breath, feeling like what he described to Nessa earlier before their shower. He slowly rocks his hips, his face close to hers. She can feel the warmth of his breath on her face, little whimpers coming from Nessa’s throat as she wiggles underneath him, her hands trailing up and down his body. Finding purchase on his shoulders, her nails digging into his shoulder.

That action makes Damian speed up, melding his lips to hers, muttering against them, “God you are perfect Mariposa, so fucking perfect.” He kisses down her jaw and neck, going back to her lips. Supporting his weight on one arm, using the other to gently play with one of her nipples. Pinching and rolling it between his fingers. Nessa arches against him, the stimulation sending her closer to the edge again, her cunt convulsing around his cock.

“Fuck, Luis I…” She catches herself and bites her lip moaning as her orgasm washes over her again. Damian grunts, his pace faltering as he nears his own. Nessa grabs his hair at the base of his neck and tugs on it, still in the midst of her orgasm, Damian grunts “fuck” as he pushes fully in and empties himself in her, glad she allows it. Rhea won’t even let them even while on her birth control, unless there is a condom. Nessa whispers something and Damian doesn’t catch what she said, too caught up in his head and trying to catch his breath.

He is confused as to why she looks at him worried, “What was that Mariposa?” He asks, placing a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose.

“I love you.” She repeats, her voice just as soft as before but it floors Damian who almost collapses on Nessa. He almost admitted the same thing the previous day but now here she is admitting it to him. He rolls off of her and lays on his side facing her, making sure he is at eye level with her before responding and grabbing her hand.

“Nessa, I love you too, we all do already but we were too afraid to tell you so soon. We didn’t, we don't want to scare you off. You are very much ours as we are yours and there is nothing we wouldn’t do for you.” Damian promises, pulling Nessa close and wrapping his arms around her and kisses her forehead. “Now I think we should take that nap you wanted earlier now. You’ve more than earned it Mi amor.” he suggests and Nessa nods against his shoulder and yawns, Damian pulling the covers over them both. Nessa nestles into him, content and pleased.

Newly Found Happiness

Norman Nordstrom x Reader

Summary: Norman thought he only longed for the child he lost, but then he found you. You opened new doors for him.

A/N: Inspiration for this fic came from @purplelupins please check out their work as well. 

Warnings: age gap, mention of abuse, smut

Norman was extremely suspicious of you. Every movement you made, he was listening closely.

Every night, he barely slept, waiting for you to make a move or run.

You often went to the bathroom, which caused him a great fear, fear that you would run. But you never did.

Keep reading

Similar, Tonowari x Poly!reader x Ronal

(not my gif!)

warnings: none 👍🏽 maybe a little angst

Bold / blue words are spoken in Navi!

summary: you meet the Tsahik and Olo'ekytan of the metkayina clan and have similar features. They found you interesting and watch you from afar.

(Reminder this is Polynesian and polyamorous!)

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You land in the reef clan and jump into the sand, but today you are in your Avatar. You still have all your tattoos and such. But it feels so weird. You haven’t entered your avatar in awhile. You walk to jake’s marui, bouncing a little on the walkway

You enter and greet them “Hi Jake! Hi Neytiri! Hi kids!” You greet them and sit down “Hey y/n, I can’t believe you’re in your avatar! It’s been years.” Jake says surprised. You nod, you just didn’t want to feel small compared to them anymore. “Yup.. Don’t you still think it’s weird they gave me a reef Navi because I’m Polynesian?” You say still offended because that’s honestly not cool. “I think it’s funny. I’m still trying to figure out what Polynesian is. But hey atleast you fit in with them! You still have your tattoos.” He pokes at your arm and leg as you scoff “typical white man.” You hear someone enter the Marui and feel eyes burning into your head, you then hear a familiar hiss “Who is this?” You hear Ronal hiss at Jake as he explains who i am.

You turn around to face them and see their face soften for a bit then tightens. “Ronal it’s me. Y/n” she gasps “Sky demon?” She reaches up to touch your Navi features. “But you are metkayina?” She looks at you with widen eyes then turns around to tonowari who is already looking at her. They speak through their eyes and say goodbye. You turn around and look at Jake and Neytiri. “Can I just crash here tonight?” You don’t want to go back to lab because they would be pestering you with questions. “Yes. but you reek. You must go to the pond and rinse off. I will get a tweng from the Tsahik.” Neytiri says laughs as you roll your eyes and follow her out.

You reach the pond and strip from your t-shirt and shorts and dive in. You sit there waiting for Neytiri to bring your so called tweng for you to change into.

after your shower you hear some rustling in the bushes and out comes Ronal and Tonowari. “Oh..” you cover yourself and your cheeks flush in dark blue. You then reach out for the tweng and stand up “thank you.. I am going to change now.” They nod but do not move. Well thats new. You end up just moving backwards a bit and changing, you never leaving their site. “Thank you for the clothing.” You sign the I see you and start walking away but tonowari grabs your hand and whispers close to your face, “Come to our marui with your belongings. You are sleeping in our marui.” He looks at you tense. A shiver runs down your spine and you hesitate to answer but you just nod. Rushing you enter Jakes marui and tell him everything. “Holy shit! Do you think they like you? I mean they always had their eye on you but I thought it was because you’re human!” He rambled off as you hurry to grab your shit. “I don’t even know jake, but I trust them.” You say goodbye and walk towards the marui. Tonowari comes out from behind you and slips an arm around your waist. “come.” He says. “I will bring you to our home.” You walk with him tense as fuck because his damn buff ass arm is around your waist. You walk in and see Ronal and smile nervously. She smiles and pats the sleeping mat. “Come. We welcome you.” They seat you down and also give you very pretty Navi jewelry. Isn’t this a way of courting? I’ll ask Jake or norm. Right now I just need to focus on what’s happening in front of me..

god I fell. Hard.

The Judgement Day’s Girl (pt 9)

Part 9

Warnings: wrestling, blood

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Monday Night Raw

Y/N’s life has been chaotic since Extreme Rules. With Beth having a concussion. Y/N thinking she should just stay at her parents’ house and not go to work and her parents forcing her to go. It’s just been a lot.

The Judgement Day also tried to get a hold of Y/N after Extreme Rules. No answer. Y/N didn’t want to talk to them after hurting Beth. Edge she would’ve been fine with, but Beth no one hurts Beth without a consequence. 

Y/N had a lot of thoughts walking into the Barclay’s center in New York. She tried to keep busy with her usual routine. None of it worked. She already knew the schedule because every time she walks in now a crew member comes and gives her one after the minor incident.

Y/N was booked as ringside for her uncle’s match against Chad Gable. They also booked her for the Judgement Day’s promo after the match, but beside that in brackets it says just in case. 

She found that weird, but hey what could she do about it? Running behind schedule, Y/N quickly began her makeup.

She got everything on and ready, but has not tied up her boots yet. She had forgotten to do that. Running over to her uncle’s change room. She knocks on the door and Rey answers it with arms wide open. The hug was comforting and much needed. 

“Amor, your laces aren’t done up,” Rey states, looking down at the boots.

“Oh, I forgot to do them up. Thanks tìo,” she replies. 

“Ready to go to the gorilla now?” Rey questions as she finishes doing up her laces. 

Y/N nods, follow her uncle out the door.

Booyaka, Booyaka

Y/N and Rey were walking together down the ramp. Y/N loved hearing the crowd pop for their favorite superstars. It was just a great feeling that warmed her heart. The cheering died down as you hear. 

Shoooosh, Shoosh please

It was the Alpha Academy. Y/N hated them. Not only were they annoying to her, but Otis just makes her so uncomfortable with the comments he makes about her. Whenever she’s standing ringside and he is too, he just tries to flirt all the time.

Y/N was still in the ring when Chad entered. She exited. Rey turns to her and kisses her cheek before putting all his attention on Chad. As soon as Y/N’s feet touched the ground, Otis was right at her side. 

Y/N wasn’t really paying any attention to the match. As Otis was talking to her and flirting. She had almost lost it when he touched her. The touch didn’t last long as he realized his buddy Chad was outside of the ring. Y/N looked up and her uncle was still in the ring. 

She also tried really hard to pay attention on her own when Otis wasn’t bothering her. It’s been her mind that hasn’t been right. She thought being out with the WWE universe would calm her mind, but it didn’t.

Her mind was quickly cut off when she heard the opening to the judgment day theme song. Jumping up on the apron closest to Rey, which was right in front of the commentator table. She saw Rhea and Dominik come from backstage. Her uncle was shaking his head. Y/N was just nervous for her and her uncle. She realizes she can’t ignore them forever, but for now, at least she could try. 

Trying not to focus on the two coming from backstage, Rey focuses on Y/N, ushering her off of the apron. Informing her he’s got it. Y/N listens to her uncle. 

Of course, this match was a blur for Y/N. Now that Rhea and Dominik were out there, her mind was going 1 000 miles a minute. She managed to catch the last bit of the match when her mind finally calmed down. Rey had won.

She slides into the ring, hugging her uncle and congratulating him on the win. She smiled as Rey’s arm was lifted up by the ref. The smile didn’t last long. Dominik was getting into the ring, so she backed up. Rey told her beforehand that he wanted to deal with Dominik alone. 

Dom wanted his father to hit him. Rey wanted nothing to do with that. He was going to get out of the ring, but Rhea was standing there. Rey turns back around to look at Dominik. 

While that is happening, Rhea looks at Y/N, who’s distracted by the father and son. She pulls out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffs Y/N to the ropes. The young girl looked at the handcuffs, tugging at it. She only ended up giving a small cut on her wrist. Dominik was yelling at his father to hit him. Rey didn’t want to, though.

Rey had noticed Damian get on the apron and went to punch him off. Finn then enters the ring. Rey fights Finn, sending him into Dominik, and now Dominik is outside the ring. Y/N made sure to back up before she got hit. The slight moving back causes the cuff around her wrist to cut deeper into the skin. 

Y/N looks up and sees her uncle set Finn up for a 619. The 619 didn’t make it, though Dominik had intercepted it. While Rey was lying on the ring, Dominik was yelling at him again, “Hit me!”

Y/N tries to scream at Dominik to distract him, but that doesn’t work. Apparently they also had tape, so Rhea put a piece over her mouth. The tape for sure didn’t last long because Y/N’s other hand was free. The crowd was chanting, ‘You Suck’ at Dominik for treating his father like this. 

Y/N had to look away. Rey was crying, and she couldn’t stand when her family cries. Her uncle had turned away. That was a big mistake. Dominik hits him from behind, holding him there until Rhea grabs Rey’s arms and holds him in place. 

Y/N started yelling at Dominik again. This time, Finn came up behind her and put his hand over her mouth to shut her up. Dominik had done it. He had delivered a 619 to his own father. 

Y/N had to think quickly to get Finn’s hand off of her mouth. She bit down on his hand and punched him in the stomach. Now she has full access to yell at Dominik, to yell to see if her uncle is okay or just to yell at the Judgement Day in general.

Since the Judgement Day had a promo next, they left Y/N handcuffed to the rope. She was still bleeding. The WWE universe could probably see on her face that she didn’t want to stand out there for how long with the Judgement Day. She had hoped that someone could save her from this nightmare, as she liked to call it.

The booing from the crowd made Y/N start to laugh. That was until Damian looked at her. She had stopped quickly, looking down at the handcuffs, seeing if there was a way to get out of them. 

“Like I’ve said every single week, since you peasants can’t get it through your thick skulls,” Rhea starts off. 

She finishes off by saying, “The Judgement Day, we run Monday night, Raw.”

“You hate to hear the truth,” Damian states. “That is truth, Rhea spoke truth.”

“I mean think about it,” he continues, “Every single person that steps to us falls, all the while the Judgement Day continues to rise.”

“You know what, though. Let’s talk about something more important. Let’s talk about how my boy Finn Balor handled business at extreme rules,” Damian finishes off. 

“Like I’ve said before. When you come at Finn, you best not miss,” Finn starts.

Y/N wanted to be gone from the ring. Even from the building. She didn’t want to stand close to Judgement Day. Y/N didn’t even catch most of Finn’s sentence.

“-I ended the party,” Finn states.

Y/N was bewildered. She didn’t know about no party. When she finally clued in, she felt stupid. There was no party, it was just everyone celebrating Edge’s return.

“I pissed on y’all’s parade,” the Irish man continues, “because I made her dad say the words ‘I Quit’. That’s right, I made Edge say the words ‘I Quit’.”

Y/N rolled her eyes when Finn looked at her. She thought we got it, Finn; we don’t need you to repeat yourself.

“Hey Dominik, what words did I make her dad say?” he questions Dominik while pointing towards me.

Dominik replies, “Edge said ‘I Quit’.”

“Hey priest. What did I make Edge do?” Finn questions again.

“Oh, you made Edge say ‘I Quit’,” Damian replies, laughing.

“That’s right. I made Edge say the words ‘I Quit’ and you know why, because Finn Balor don't quit. I’m too legit to quit,” he finishes off.

“No, that’s not right. You were gonna quit if those baboons didn’t help you,” Y/N decides to yell at him.

They ignore her. 

“You know what? Have you seen him since Saturday Night? You know what, let’s watch it again because I want to watch it one more time,” Finn says.

They played the most important parts of that match. Ones that Y/N didn’t want to rewatch or even relive. The poor girl made sure to not watch the screen when the end of the match came on. She had to hear her father utter the words again and hear the chair hitting Beth.

When the video ended, Judgement Day was all standing and laughing together. This is what Y/N couldn’t stand about them. They injure someone and laugh about it. She would at least be a bit worried about the person if she did that.

“Oh brings a tear to my eye,” Rhea starts off, “The Glamazon, Beth Phoenix. What a joke.”

“Beth, what I did to you was just a glimpse of what I’m capable of,” Rhea states.

“And watching Rhea and action, you know, just-” Dominik pauses.

The crowd was booing so loud he couldn’t speak. Finn tried to shut them up. 

“You guys are just jealous, so shut your mouths,” Rhea says.

“What I was going to say was, Rhea hitting Edge’s wife, Y/N’s mother, Beth with a conchairto did it for me, and I know it did it for all of you as well,” Dominik says.

Y/N doesn’t care what Dominik said next. She was in her own world trying to figure out the handcuffs. Careful not to tighten them more. The handcuffs weren’t the only thing on her mind. Everything that happened on Saturday was on her mind. The only time she looked up was when AJ Styles’ theme song went off.

“Finn, as long as we’ve known each other, it’s come down to this,” AJ says.

“AJ, you made this a lot harder than it needed to be,” Finn begins, “I could have ended this-“

“Oh woah woah, hold on, hold on,” AJ cuts him off.

“Finn, I’m not out here to argue with you. You’re right,” says AJ.

Y/N was so confused, it wasn’t even funny. Why would AJ want to join the Judgement Day?

“Everything I needed was standing right in front of me. With my back against the wall, I’ve been alone for far too long. There comes a time in a man’s life where he needs friends. Hell, in my case, I need family. So from the first time we met in Japan, to now. I’m I not my brother’s keeper.” AJ finishes off kneeling on the floor. 

Y/N couldn’t believe her eyes. AJ was going to join the Judgement Day. There was nothing she could do to stop it, either. They would all ignore her if she yelled. Finn puts his hand out to help AJ up. They share a hug.

“AJ, AJ, I’m so proud of you and I knew you would finally come around,” Finn says.

“I wasn’t talking about you,” AJ replies. 

The theme of the O. C play. The smile on Y/N’s face grew wider than possible. Gallows and Anderson were back and ready to fight. Dominik starts yelling at the O. C and Gallows had enough and just slapped Dominik. That started a fight. 

The O. C was in the ring as the Judgement Day made their way backstage. 

“Hey, do any of you have a key to these?” Y/N questions the three.

Karl pulls out a key and unlocks her. They got a good look at her bloody wrist. Before ushering her backstage to go get it checked out. 

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That was part 9. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. My favorite thing is AJ saying, “I wasn’t talking about you.” I don’t know why it just makes me laugh every time. Hope you have a good night/afternoon/ morning!!!!

Separation anxiety | AFAB!Reader x Brahms Heelshire

Summary: Ever since Brahms revealed himself he can't stand being far from you, specifically, out of you...

Cw: Anxiety, separation anxiety, trust issues, abandonment issues, nsfw, smut, vaginal sex, self indulgence, mentions of pregnancy

From morning to night, Brahms had to be inside you, all day if it was possible

He had a huge sex drive, one that was almost insatiable and he needed you all the time, needed that tight pussy around his cock, he needed to be balls deep in you 24/7

It was the only way he felt close to you, like he belonged somewhere and that he was loved

So, whenever he had the chance, he would fit his cock inside you

For a man that's lived in walls for years, you didn't expect him to have such a huge and magnificent cock, it was huge, uncut and fat

Many mornings you woke up to him burying his dick inside you, making you moan and whine from just waking up "Brahms... It's too early" you would while at him

But he would look into your eyes, pleading you "Please Y/n... I need it... I need to feel you, to be inside you..."

So he would fuck you until you whined and pushed him off, or he would sit inside you for as long as he wanted to, or until he eventually fucked you

It didn't matter where, when or how, he would enter you when he wanted

You could be in the kitchen, cooking lunch or washing dishes and he would yank your pants or pajamas down and fuck you right where you were

Reading a book in the living room, he would spread you open and fuck you while you read your book, like nothing was happening

In the shower he would just go in with you and fuck you against the wall

Brahms was insatiable and you knew it, so you got used to never wearing panties around him, just putting on some shorts or pajama bottoms and go about your day, waiting for when he would get a raging boner and would come looking for you to satiate his hunger

"One day you'll get me pregnant Brahmsy and we'll have to raise a baby..." You said mindlessly flipping through a book as he pounded into you from behind on your shared bed

He groaned into your ear, "That's my goal... That way you can't leave me... You'll never leave... You'll have to stay here forever, raising a baby with me..." He said in between heavy breaths and moans

"Mmmmm, who said I was leaving honey?"

He smiled under his mask, pounding you harder now

Eventually he did get you pregnant... What did you expect?

More Brahms please?

Love you~Isabella

How about Brahms with a mommy kink? And a breeding kink? And lactating kink? And-

Okay calm down Kali... Thanks for the idea Isabella, have a treat~

Mommy's good boy | Brahms Heelshire x AFAB!Reader

Summary: Brahms is your good boy <3

Cw: Lots of porn, cum, praising, mommy kink, dom!reader, cock warning, sub!Brahms, whiney Brahms, spoiled Brahms, nursing, big dick, lots of cum, cum eating, belly bulges, mentions of pregnancy

"Mommy please!" Brahms said bellow a whisper as you sank down on his cock, slowly, too slow for his liking

"Be a good boy and stay still baby" you said, calmly sitting down on his never ending cock, it was so big it always bulged on your tummy

"But mommy-" you hushed him

"You're mommy's good boy right? Then stay still and mommy will give you what you want"

"Nngh" he whined, he didn't like waiting, but he had been a brat today and he deserved a little punishment

Y/n rested her hand on her belly, caressing Brahms' dick inside her and also, the baby that is growing inside her thanks to him

"Soon my baby bump will be bigger, are you excited for it Brahmsy?"

He nodded "Yes mommy, it makes me so horny to think I got you pregnant"

"Because you're a good boy baby" you started rocking your hips on him, his dick hitting your g spot so good it made your eyes roll back

Soon you started to bounce on him, skin slapping skin and wet noises filling the room

"Mommy, more please"

He grabbed your hips and held you up, snapping his own hips brutally into you, making you moan and whine

"Good boy Brahms!"

~•~

Some months before...

"Fuck, fuck, mommy, gonna cum!" He moaned, thrusting into you at an animalistic pace, the bulge on your belly disappearing and coming back as he took you from behind

"Brahms! So close don't stop baby!"

Soon enough he came inside you with no warning, he always did that, since you lived here alone with him and couldn't really leave the house to get birth control, he was fucking you raw and breeding you every night, you were surprised you weren't pregnant... Yet...

Your pussy was pumped with cum, an incredible orgasm crashed into you as his dick twitched inside you

"Mommy's cunt is so good"

"Look at the mess you made baby, you gotta clean it up"

Now on your back with your legs open wide, he was sucking his cum out of you, licking you clean while he rutted on the bed from how nasty and good it was

"Good boy Brahms, cleaning up your mess..."

~•~

You were sitting on the couch, a novel on your right hand as your left one brushed Brahms' hair as he sucked on your nipple

"No teeth baby"

"Yes mommy" he said going back to nursing while his other hand caressed your other tit

"Good boy Brahms"

He's your good boy~

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Pyramid Head x Reader

A/N: My first Pyramid Head fic! Hope you enjoy and let me know if you want more!

He was mad. The one thing, the most important one was missing.

He arrived back and put his sword to the side when he noticed. His little Angel, his everything was gone.

You were gone and he couldn’t find you.

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This story is to good not to repost it

(Also i read this story a while ago and i lost and i have been trying to find it ever since so it’s so good to see this again and i will read it later)

Lamb

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper, Erick Rowan/Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: I offer no apologies. This got so out of hand I’m pretty sure it’s already enjoying next year’s Halloween candy. Your something spooky, for the season! Contains hints of uh…magical!Bray Wyatt. And worship. Tagging @tox-moxley, enjoy!

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A New Judgement Chapter 13: Braiding Challah and Some Morning Snuggles (Poly Judgment Day Fic)

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.  Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 12.5.

Warnings: Smut below, not too graphic but there are hand necklaces and biting involved as well as talk of the loss of a loved one.

Nessa pulls up to Rhea's house after finally getting the groceries she promised. She turns off the car and sits there a moment trying to process what happened in the last hour or so. Nessa bites her lip deciding to not bring up the weird coffee shop experience and sends a message to the group text calling everyone out to help her bring in the groceries. One by one they all jog out of the house. Damien is out first and goes to hug Nessa, the rest of them surrounding her, hugging her in relief.

“We were so worried Nessa, we couldn’t get a hold of you and thought something happened.” Damian is the first to speak.

“I’m sorry,” Nessa says her voice muffled by Damian's chest and she wiggles trying to get some space and air. Everyone thankfully notices and takes a step back still surrounding Nessa.

“I’m so sorry guys, a storm came out of nowhere and I couldn’t see to safely drive so I parked and ran into the nearest building which was a coffee shop and there was like no service for some reason and I waited out the storm and then I forgot where I parked for a bit.” Nessa blushes, embarrassed at the admission.

“Then please next time ask someone to use their phone or even the business phone to just let us know you are ok and what is going on. Like Luis said we were worried sick!” Rhea gently pushes Nessa on her shoulder, the rest of them making sounds of agreement.

“Ok, I will I promise.” Nessa holds her hands up in surrender before gesturing towards the car.

“Can you guys please help me get the groceries in before they spoil? There is cold stuff in there and I want to get to starting dinner.” Damian kisses Nessa's forehead and hugs her one more time and Nessa can feel that he is relieved she is safe and can see the tension still in his body, in all their bodies they were so worried for her and she fills with guilt. Rhea grabs Nessa’s hand to stop her from going to help the boys carry in the groceries. Nessa looks at Rhea who shakes her head and kisses Nessa’s hand.

“Let them carry it in, I need some Nessa time. You promised to let me help you cook so let's go set up the kitchen while they bring everything in.” Rhea asks and Nessa nods and heads into the house pulling Nessa with her. The boys following behind grumbling.

“Hey, I thought you only went to the store for a few things,” Dominik complains loudly. Nessa looks over her shoulder as Rhea still continues to pull her along.

“We are here for a few days so I got a few day's worth of food for 3 grown ass men one of which doesn’t eat carbs, one that eats super healthy and constantly to keep up with his workouts, and you know how you eat; so I planned for those few days so everyone's dietary needs are met,” Nessa answers back yelping as Rhea pulls a little too hard on her arm bringing her through the doorway. Rhea looks guilty at hearing Nessa yelp.

“I’m sorry Bunny, I didn't mean to pull that hard!” Rhea apologizes and releases Nessa’s arm.

“It’s fine Dems, I know you didn’t mean to.” Nessa accepts the apology immediately and grabs Rhea's hand again and together they walk to the kitchen and the boys set all the bags on the counter. They all turn to walk away and Rhea clears her throat.

“Can you help us put this stuff up while we get started?” Rhea cocks her head and the boys grumble but they do as asked while Nessa sets aside the ingredients she needs.

“Ok, thank you.” Nessa grabs Dominik's hand and pulls him into a hug before placing a kiss on his lips and doing the same for Damian.

“Come here Luv?” Finn holds out his arms and Nessa steps into them wrapping her own around his waist. He tightens his arms around her, pulling her closer and whispering in her ear. “We are glad you are ok. I am glad you are ok,” He pats the back of her head before breaking the hold he has on her.

“Thank you Finny, If you guys are ok with it can you leave me alone with Dems for a while? I’ll bring you plates when it is done.” Nessa asks and informs them.

“No Nes call us we will get our own plates, you are cooking for all of us the least we can do is get our own plates.” Dominik shakes his head and the others make noises of agreement.

Nessa starts waving them away, “Fine but get out of my kitchen,” she continues to shoo them, not noticing the smile they were sharing with each other. Nessa waits until the boys are clear out of the kitchen before turning to Rhea.

“Ok, Dems start the oven then zest and juice the orange and then soak the raisins in the orange juice, I’ll start the noodles.” Nessa gently instructs as she starts to make the dough for Challah and sets it on top of the stove to proof while the Kugel bakes. Nessa grabs a few Lunchables from the fridge that she bought and sits down on the floor leaning against the counters facing the oven and pats the ground next to her for Rhea to join her.

“Come on Mami, we have about an hour or so before we braid the Challah and put it in when the Kugel is out. We will put the Kugel in the warmer while the bread bakes. I’ll have you braid it.” Nessa smiles and offers a Lunchable to Rhea who returns the smile and joins her on the floor grabbing the Lunchable.

“When we lose someone we love or anyone in general we say to each other and to family may their memory be for a blessing. We sit low on cushions or on the ground to signify how low our grief takes us and we eat stuff like cheese and fruit and talk about the memory of the one we lost. For immediate family we are supposed to stay home for a week after the funeral.” Nessa explains grabbing Rhea's hand and leaning her head on Rhea's shoulder. Nessa feels Rhea's body start to shake in silent sobs and Nessa runs her other hand up and down Rhea's arm in a calming gesture just letting her cry. After a few minutes, Rhea calms down and sniffles, laying her head on top of Nessa’s. “Tell me more about your Nonna sweetheart,” Nessa asks, squeezing Rhea's hand gently which Rhea returns by lifting their hands to her mouth and placing a kiss on the back of Nessa’s hand.

“She… She… She used to let me help her in the kitchen. Especially after I had a rough day with my self-worth and mean comments. Much like this actually.” Rhea starts off weak, her voice getting stronger.

“I’m glad I could do something to keep her memory alive. Tell me more if you would like?” Nessa prompts.

“How about we both share memories of people we lost… please,” Rhea asks and Nessa nods Rhea's head still laying on hers.

“Ok, when I lost my brother in January I was gutted. I went no contact because he couldn’t stay clean from drugs and was stealing from Mom. But I loved him, that was my brother and I had to mourn what we could have had as well as the life that was lost. When I was 16 he tried to sneak me out to a seedy tattoo place for us to get matching tattoos. We got busted and mom got so mad.” Nessa smiles at the memory, wiping away the stray tear that slid down her cheek.

“How old was he?” Rhea asked, picking her head back up and taking a good look at Nessa.

“24, so he knew bette,r” Nessa chuckles and meets Rhea's gaze. Nessa gently wipes away the tears on Rhea's face.

“My Nonna wasn’t surprised when I came home with my first tattoo and she actually was supportive of me getting it and calmed my parents down…” Rhea lets out a little giggle at the memory, resting her forehead on Nessa’s. Rhea closes her eyes like watching another memory and Nessa grabs her hand again.

“I remember my first year in NXT. She surprised me on my birthday by sending me a care box of my favorite sweets from home. She was always so thoughtful and I am going to spend the rest of my life missing her.” More tears fall down Rhea's face. Nessa moves to pull Rhea down and rests Rhea's head on her shoulder and wraps her arms around her.

“I know, sweet girl, but her memory lives on in you. Every time you breathe, think of her, in the inspiration you are for others like she was to you. She is still alive in that memory. It is up to those they leave behind to keep the memories alive and you do that with everything you do. I don’t know her but I do know how proud she must be of you for achieving your dreams and inspiring others to be themselves.” Nessa kisses the top of Rhea's head mirroring the comfort the woman in her arms has given her. Rhea sniffles and shuffles deeper into Nessa’s arms.

“This…this helps, thank you, Nessa,” Rhea scoots down in Nessa’s arms to rest her head on Nessa’s lap. Nessa runs her fingers through Rhea's hair, gently scratching her scalp. They stay like that for the rest of the hour trading stories of their lost loved ones until the timer goes off.

“Ok sweets let's get up and I’ll show you how to braid the Challah after I put the Kugel in the warmer to keep it ready.” Nessa gently slides Rhea's head off her lap, laughing when Rhea lets it thunk on the ground.

“Everything ok in there?” Comes Damiens worried voice.

“Yeah all good, Rhea decided to test the hardness of the floor with her head.” Nessa answers back while getting up, laughter coming from the living room as she helps Rhea up. Rhea gently grabs Nessa, both hands on either cheek and kisses her lips tenderly, and pecks her nose before letting her go. Blood rushes to Nessa’s face with affection.

“Are we going to talk after dinner Bunny?” Rhea asks softly as Nessa takes the dish out of the oven and puts it in the warming drawer. Nessa turns around still blushing and goes to stand next to Rhea at the counter.

“Yeah, I suppose it is time to give you all my decision. It is unfair to you all to not have an answer, especially because I’m the reason y'all haven’t had sex for what over a week?” Nessa shrugs, feeling guilty and embarrassed. Rhea shakes her head and just pulls Nessa towards her trapping her between the counter and herself. Nessa’s back against Rhea’s chest and Rhea leans down to whisper in her ear.

“That is not a problem and is not a bad thing or your fault Nes. Don’t give us an answer just because you feel bad or because you feel pressured for sex.” Rhea tells her seriously and squeezes her arms around Nessa’s waist.

“It's not because of that, I want to because…” Nessa stops when she hears Rhea take a sharp breath and nuzzle into her neck.

“I knew it.” Rhea quietly gloats, smiling into Nessa’s neck.

“Just keep it quiet till after dinner, there are still some things I need to discuss ok?” Nessa asks and Rhea nods and places a string of kisses on Nessa's neck making her breath catch in her throat. Nessa swallows a few times to gather herself and clears her throat. “Ok so let's get the Challah done, it'll take another hour and I’m getting hungry!” Nessa tries to move out of Rhea's arms only for Rhea to grunt, “Nuh uh”. Nessa sighs and shakes her head. “Menaces the lot of you…” Nessa can’t help but smile glad her back is to Rhea.

“So what do I do?” Rhea asks, reaching around Nessa. Nessa rolls her eyes and directs her on what to do, sometimes guiding her hands and helping as they cut and braid the Challah and add the egg wash. Rhea grabs the tray and turns around putting it in the oven, Nessa can’t help it, but she smacks Rhea's ass as she is bent over, a blush rushing to her face again as Rhea snaps back into a standing position and turns around her eyebrow raised. Rhea slowly steps towards Nessa who is already backed up against the counter. Rhea closes the gap between them and places her hands on either side of Nessa trapping her back against the counter.

“Now little girl, what was that?” Rhea’s voice drops and Nessa’s face gets even redder as she bites her lip.

“I mean it looked so inviting and delicious I couldn’t help myself…” Nessa squeaks out looking up at Rhea with wide eyes. Rhea smirks devilishly down at Nessa, grabbing her by the ass and lifting her onto the counter, Nessa instinctually wrapping her arms around Rhea's neck.

“I know you like rough play but you don’t know the game you are playing yet little girl. You don’t know how much I want you, how much we want you, and have come close to crossing that boundary. You’ve been such a good girl taking care of me and the boys this week,” Rhea gets even closer as she talks, her face close to Nessas, her voice sending shivers up Nessa’s spine.

Rhea scoots Nessa closer to the edge of the counter closer to her and Nessa wraps her legs around Rhea. Nessa leans closer and puts her lips to Rheas, feeling her soft lips move with hers, Nessa’s hand tangling in Rhea’s short hair making the woman moan and pull back.

“Oh no Bunny, if there is hair pulling I’ll be pulling yours.” Rhea rasps out knotting her hands in Nessa's hair and pulling her head back exposing her neck. Rhea wastes no time biting and sucking on Nessa’s neck, Nessa whimpers quickly becoming putty in Rhea’s hands.

There is a thunder of footsteps and Damian and Dominik run into the kitchen making Rhea separate from Nessa, a proud smirk on her face seeing the marks lining Nessa’s neck.

“Oh come on, that's not fair!” Dominik whines and Damian smirks and crosses his arms.

“What happened here Mariposa? I hear a thunk then all of a sudden you guys are making out?” Damian whines.

“She smacked my ass!” Rhea answers and Damian chuckles while Dom makes the oooh face.

“Yeah, that’ll do it.” Damian chuckles and walks over gently grabbing Nessa’s chin and gently moving her head to look at the marks on her neck.

“I'll have to add to this, it is unfair that Rhea gets all the fun.” Damian says, the promise heavy in his voice and Nessa takes a shaky breath looking up at him. Damian meets her gaze and leans down about to kiss Nessa only for Rhea to pull him back and Nessa pouts.

“You can kiss later, it's my time right now and we are cooking dinner, so like she said get out of my kitchen.” Rhea playfully shoves a pouty Damian out of the kitchen, Dominik laughing and following him out. Once she is sure the boys are gone and hopefully out of earshot Rhea steps back to where Nessa is still sitting on the counter and stands between her legs again, hands gently resting on Nessa’s hips. “Are you ok Bunny?” Rhea asks, studying Nessa’s expression trying to read any potential discomfort. Nessa blushes and nods her head, wrapping her arms around Rhea's neck again.

Remembering Rhea asks for verbal confirmation Nessa answers, “Yes... Can you kiss me again?” Nessa asks, rubbing her nose on Rhea’s. Rhea lets out a noise between a huff and a chuckle at how much more innocent Nessa seems, clearly, she is a little, more bits and pieces falling into place making sense. More gently this time Rhea slides her hand up Nessa’s side, continuing until it is on the back of her neck, and pulls her close, melding their lips together, Nessa’s lips parting slightly allowing Rhea to maintain dominance. Nessa’s hands gripping Rhea's shirt at her shoulders, feeling Rhea’s tongue on her own, Nessa’s heart pounding in her chest. Rhea breaks the kiss first, resting her forehead on Nessa’s, both of them taking shallow breaths, their chests heaving with the effort.

“I uh… I think we should stop there for now, Bunny.” Rhea nearly whispers, swallowing trying to put some control back in her voice. Nessa whines, batting her eyelashes at Rhea silently asking for more. “Nessa, you haven’t told the others and I am afraid we won't stop if we continue, so, we stop there for now. We have plenty of time to continue.” Rhea kisses Nessa’s forehead and takes a step back, helping Nessa off the counter.

“Ok I guess that is fair…” Nessa can’t help but pout as Rhea starts cleaning up the kitchen and Nessa does the same, almost glad to busy herself to distract from the throbbing between her thighs. They clean the kitchen together, moving in sync with each other, no feeling of awkwardness between them, instead, it is the sexual tension from earlier, their actions playing on repeat in Nessa’s mind. They are nearly done when the timer for the bread goes off.

“I’ll get it Bunny, you’ve done most of the work.” Rhea kisses the top of Nessa’s head and turns, getting the bread out of the oven.

“Let it sit for about 10 minutes and we can plate everything up. I have a salad with chicken in the fridge for Finn, just give him a little scoop of the Kugel so he can try it since it is high in carbs. There are some other food options if you guys don’t like it. Kugel isn’t for everyone…” Nessa shrugs shyly, nervous about how they will like the food.

Rhea shakes her head and goes over to Nessa pulling her close and resting her chin on top of Nessa’s head. “It smells delicious and I am sure we will all love it. You need to have more confidence in yourself and your abilities.” Rhea orders gently swaying them back and forth.

“How much longer, I’m starving!” Dominik whines from the other room.

“A few more minutes Dom Dom be patient. I’ll bring it out when it is ready.” Nessa answers back.

“You mean you’ll call us when it is ready.” Finn hollers back.

It makes Nessa roll her eyes, “Uh… yeah sure” Nessa responds, jumping away from Rhea who tickled her side. Nessa swats away Rhea’s hands and goes over to the oven and slices up the bread and pulls out the tray of Kugel, Rhea grabs the plates and utensils. Nessa plates up the food and sets it on the counter before calling out for everyone to come and get it.

The boys all run in and see plates already ready all with different things on them. Nessa grabs the first plate and hands it to Finn. “I know you eat a low or no-carb diet so I only gave you a little of the Kugel and bread and the rest is a healthy chicken salad.” She smiles shyly as Finn takes the plate with a grateful smile.

“That is so sweet of you to do that, you didn’t have to.” He steps forward and kisses her forehead surprised she went through the trouble to prepare them all separate plates for their dietary needs. He smiles and turns away as Nessa blushes and heads back to the living room.

Damian grabs the plate Nessa holds out to him and steps forward placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “Thank you Mariposa, you didn’t have to go through all the effort to make us all special plates we would have eaten whatever you made.” Damian gently strokes Nessa’s face for a moment before turning and joining Finn in the living room.

Dom smiles widely at Nessa and grabs the plate which was admittedly less healthy than his counterparts, playing on his sweet tooth though it was well portioned. “Thank you Mi Vida, I always love your cooking, you know that!” Dom steps forward and kisses Nessa much the same as Damian previously.

“I know that’s why I gave you a little more than the others, though not enough to wreck your diet, now go sit while Demi and I bring in our food.” Nessa shoos him away and smiles as he goes in for a second kiss before scurrying out the room avoiding Nessa swinging lovingly at him with the wooden spoon she picked up. Nessa shakes her head and sets it down, handing Rhea her plate and grabbing her own. Rhea follows Nessa and sits down on the floor in front of the couch where the boys are, Nessa in front of Damian's legs and Rhea in front of Dominiks.

“Why are you guys sitting down there, there is plenty of room on the chair or you can sit on our laps.” Damian offers wiggling his eyebrows.

“I think I am good down here guys, Nessa taught me this is a way to grieve and it kinda helps.” Rhea shrugs and takes a bite of the Kugel and closes her eyes letting out a moan, “You didn’t tell me it was going to be sweet.” Rhea takes another bite and does a little happy wiggle enjoying the taste of the food on her plate.

“This is really good Luv, thank you!” Finn takes another bite and smiles, the others making noises of agreement as they eat.

“This bread is delicious, you made this from scratch?” Damian asks, his mouth full and holding up a piece of the bread.

Nessa swallows her mouthful before answering and leans back on Damian's legs, laying her head back on his knees to look up at him upside down, “Yeah it is really easy and doesn’t have to proof for too long.” Nessa smiles up at Damian who uses his free hand to momentarily stroke Nessa’s cheek.

Damian notices that Nessa’s expression has changed to a look of worry. “What’s wrong Mariposa?” Damian strokes her cheek again.

Nessa’s eyes focus back and she picks her head back up and shakes it. “Nothing Luis, I just want to talk after dinner. There are some things I want to say to you all…” Nessa takes a nervous bite of her bread trying and failing to hide her shiver as Damian runs his fingers through her hair.

“There is no need to be nervous, Corazon, we accept your decision no matter what you say. Just eat Princesa, you’ve spent so much time cooking and taking care of us you need to eat now,” Dominik reassures her while trying to make sure she takes care of herself. She does as she is told, the rest of them eating their dinner in comfortable silence with the tv on for background noise. Once everyone is done eating, Nessa tries to get up to collect the dishes only for Damian to stop her by placing his hand on her shoulder before getting up and grabbing the plates, Dominik helping him. They come back in after a few minutes and join Nessa and Rhea on the floor, Finn doing the same, all of them sitting in a circle facing each other.

“The floor is yours Mariposa.” Damian smiles at his pun making the rest of the room groan. Nessa swallows nervously and taps on her knee.

“I … I have… I would like…” Nessa stutters her nerves making it impossible to say what she wants, the group looking at her patiently, Rhea reaching out to grab Nessa’s hand. Nessa pauses and takes a deep breath and tries again, “Uh… I want to be with you all, I… I’m all in.” Nessa says so quietly it is a whisper and they didn’t hear her. Trying to lean closer, Damian asks her to repeat what she said. “I’m in, I’m all in with you all with everything,” Nessa says a little louder, her face cherry red. Everyone sits back the way they were a moment ago, Finn looking happy, Dominik smiling from ear to ear and Damian looking smug.

“That is so good to hear Mariposa, are there any additional boundaries you wanted to discuss oh and we will need to have the kink discussion soon…” Damian claps then rubs his hands as Rhea pulls Nessa onto her lap. Nessa grabs Rhea’s hand for courage and plays with her fingers.

“If it would help I could, we could fill out a kink chart. And you can ask Dom, he knows a fair chunk of what I like and that could start that conversation.” Nessa offers to try and feel more comfortable with the conversation.

“And you mentioned you don’t know exactly what you need for aftercare. That is fine, we can figure it out together…” Damian promises with a smile, the rest nodding in agreement. Dominik scoots over and leans against Rhea and Nessa almost crying in relief that she is his again, that she is now properly theirs and he needs the physical contact. The others see this and converge all leaning or laying on one another as the conversation continues.

“It's not an additional boundary I want to discuss but more of an ask. I know for the last few weeks you all have not been able to be intimate with each other, at least where Rhea was concerned while we roomed together. I don't know what you did behind closed doors… Anyway if there is ever a time you want that with each other and I am not… I don’t want…” Nessa sighs trying to gather her train of thought before continuing, “If you want to have sex and I don’t want to please just let me know I won’t be upset and will give you the time you need…” Rhea's arms squeeze harder around Nessa’s waist, Dominik squeezes her thigh and Damian sighs in mock annoyance.

“It isn’t a problem the last two weeks Mariposa, you were, are learning us just as we are learning you. We aren’t going to ask you to leave just so we can have sex that isn’t fair to you, that is something we can figure out organically. So don’t go and feel bad about that.” Damian explains.

“Yeah, we aren't always having sex either, a lot of times it is just nice to relax and cuddle like this,” Finn adds on and for emphasis throws himself on Damian's lap. Nessa relaxes more and laughs at Finn's antics.

“So Mamita, since you have agreed to join us does that mean that sex is back on the table?” Damian halfway jokes wiggling his eyebrows and blood rushes to Nessa’s face remembering what happened the previous week. The group erupts in laughter, Nessa laughing along because the genuine happiness they are exuding is contagious. ____________________________________________________________________________

Nessa and Rhea are in the middle laying down on the couch cushions they pulled off the couch and laid it out so as to be enough pillows for all of them. Damian is lying next to Nessa, Dominik on Rhea's other side. Finn shimmies in between Nessa and Rhea forcing them apart and making Rhea spoon him and he flips Nessa over so he can spoon her, “Hold me asshats,” Finn grumbles and Damian scoots closer and throws his arm over the both of them his face close to hers. The two of them smiling softly at each other.

“Hi.” She mouths to him.

He smiles wider, answering back, just as silently, “Hi Hermosa,” he lays his head on his free arm using it as a pillow. Nessa reaches out grabbing Damian’s shirt to pull him closer and closes her eyes, getting more comfortable and falling asleep to the sounds of her various partners already snoring, Dominiks being the most pronounced.

The next morning Nessa wakes up under a pile of limbs feeling the most refreshed she has in a long time having actually slept through the night. She opens her eyes and cranes her neck seeing Finn’s beard that tickles her face she scrunches it up and tries to wiggle back only to back into Damian and making both men groan, Finn pulling her back to his chest and Damian practically rolling on top of them smooshing Nessa between them.

“It’s too early to be up, go back to sleep Mariposa…” Damian's deep voice still thick with sleep orders and Finn hums in agreement.

Rhea picks up her head and looks at the clock on the wall and groans plopping her head back down, “It’s 10 am we haven’t slept this late in a long time.” Rhea groans and squeezes Dom’s hand to make sure he wakes up too.

“So we have the week off, basically we can afford to sleep in.” Damian responds, his eyes still closed. Nessa wiggles trying to create some room but her breath catches feeling their hard cocks on either side of her. Finn realizes first and places a gentle kiss on Nessa’s head.

“Sorry Luv,” He apologizes before being the first to leave the cuddle pile. With Finn’s spot vacant Rhea reaches out and pulls Nessa to her chest Damian scoots along resuming their closeness, Rhea’s arm around Nessa’s waist. Damian pulls her head to his, their lips meeting sweetly in little pecks progressively getting more sensual, Nessa gently tugging on Damian's hair making him growl in response, and he pulls Nessa's leg over his hip so his erection is now pressing against her, her sleep shorts and his underwear the only barrier between them.

Rhea runs her hands up and down Nessa’s body biting and sucking more marks onto her neck and shoulder making her moan as Rhea slides her hand under Nessa’s shirt gently playing with her breasts and making Nessa moan into Damian's mouth, parting hers to give him entrance. His own hands roam her body, ending up on her ass and hiking her further onto his hip.

Dominik is kissing Rhea much the way Rhea is kissing Nessa and he pauses, “Mami can I have a taste, please” Dominik begs, wanting to feel his lips against any part of Nessa. Rhea hums against Nessa’s shoulders, biting down and leaving another mark making Nessa break the kiss with Damian to moan, throwing her head back onto Rhea.

“Bunny can Dominik have a turn kissing you, I think he has been a good boy,” Rhea asks, peppering kisses on Nessa's soft plump lips. Nessa nods and Rhea scoots back allowing Dominik to climb over her, Nessa rolling over to face Dominik, Damian taking the opportunity to slide off Nessa’s shirt and kiss up her back as Dominik captures Nessa's lips, his shaky hand raising up to rest on Nessa’s face. He places kisses down Nessa’s jaw and the other side of her neck which has yet to be marked by any of them.

He barely gets a mark on her neck before Rhea pulls him away from Nessa, "Now, please Mami while I get Bunny ready for Papi." Rhea orders Dominik and maneuvers her body to give Dominik access while she continues to kiss and mark up Nessa, sliding her fingers into Nessa's cunt, Rhea gasping in pleasure as Dominik uses his own mouth and fingers to do as he was told.

“Is this ok Mariposa?” Damian asks, as he rolls her onto her back so Rhea still has access to her cunt, and he can resume marking up her chest and playing with her nipples enjoying the noises spilling from her lips. She only manages to nod her head but the silence makes them all pause, Rhea pulling her finger away from Nessa. “Words Mariposa, we need words.” Damian growls, a reminder.

“Yes, please don’t stop,” Nessa whimpers. Rhea and Damian share a look and smile at each other, an unspoken agreement forming.

“Dom, lay on your back let me take my pleasure from you while Papi pleases our Bunny.” Rhea grabs Dominik by the hair and pulls him back up, kissing him, tasting herself on his lips before shoving him on his back, and quickly getting undressed and straddling him, guiding his cock inside her the both of them moaning as Rhea moves her hips and rides him while next to them Damian is getting similar sounds out of Nessa.

Damian kisses down Nessa’s body, biting and sucking, Nessa arching her back as he does so on her thigh making her spread her legs for him. Damian wastes no time burying his face between her thighs licking at her clit and using his fingers to help get her ready. Nessa moans and writhes, grabbing a fist full of his hair which he takes as encouragement adding another finger making Nessa moan again, her breathing getting more shallow.

Damian feels her clench around his fingers and he stops licking her for a moment, “Good girl Mariposa, cum for me.” He tells her and returns to pleasing her with his tongue. Nessa whines as she cums around his fingers. Her own fingers were still tangled in his hair. Damian licks up at the increased wetness savoring her taste.

Damian starts to lick and bite back up Nessa’s body as she glances over to see Rhea still riding Dom, their faces scrunched up in pleasure, one of Rhea's hands pinning Dom's hands above his head the other pressing on his chest for leverage. They disappear from Nessa’s view as Damian turns her head to access the part of her neck not marked up and proceeds to add his own marks before returning to Nessa’s lips. His hand travels back down to her cunt and slides his fingers back in, Nessa arching her back, her chest momentarily rubbing against Damian's. It is at that moment the conversation from the coffee shop pops into her head.

“Papi. please.” Nessa begs bucking up against his hand.

“Please what Mariposa?” He answers back gently biting at her neck, his cock grazing across her thigh as he moves his fingers in and out of her wet cunt.

“Please just fuck me…” She begs her breath catching in her throat. Damien groans into her neck, using every bit of his strength to control himself so as to not hurt her, not knowing what she needs yet. He lines himself up and gently pushes in, careful to let her adjust to his size and pressing his lips to hers tenderly. Even when his full length is inside her he moves slowly and carefully, while it feels good it annoys Nessa, she wants more and decides to do something about it. She slightly turns her face away from his kiss and pulls on his hair making him expose his neck. She leans up and bites down, hard, making Damian shudder and groan. Nessa moves her mouth to his collarbone and bites down hard again this time a coppery taste touches her tongue. She lays her head back down on the pillow satisfied with the marks she made. Damien looks at her shocked, his pupils blown with lust. He leans down by her ear, his thrusts speeding up and getting more forceful.

“If that's how you want to play it, Mariposa, so be it.” He growls in her ear before capturing her lips in a possessive, bruising kiss while rutting into her, one hand loosely wrapped around her throat, bracing himself on that elbow, his other hand goes back to rubbing her clit as he fucks her. He keeps up the pace for several minutes until he feels her cunt begin to spasm around his cock, her orgasm rushing through her, her skin flushing red all over her body. He continues his pace prolonging her orgasm and chasing his own until he shudders and bites down on Nessa’s shoulder like she did his, as he finishes inside her.

Damian stays there for a moment collecting himself and watching Nessa’s expression. Her chest heaves with the effort to breathe but she is smiling which ensures Damian that she is ok. He sweetly kisses her forehead before rolling off from on top of her and pulling her to his chest and holding her. “Are you ok Mariposa? Was that too much? What do you need?” Damian asks rapidly, wanting to make sure she is ok as he holds her to his chest, Nessa’s hand resting on his chest next to her head. Nessa nods her head and swallows trying to find strength to talk and collect her thoughts, her body trembling slightly still.

“I’m ok, that was, that was wonderful and just hold me please.” She quietly answers, partly muffled by Damian's chest. They do hear her however and all scoot over surrounding her in the cuddle pile again. “Did you guys just lay there when you were done waiting for us to finish?” Nessa asks, a little more strength in her voice and she feels Rhea laugh against her.

“Yes, this does happen fairly often, and that's what we do so we can all give each other what we need afterward.” Rhea answers. Nessa feels someone play with her hair.

They lay like that for a while before Damian clears his throat, “This probably should have been discussed before but we got carried away, are you on birth control? I’m sorry to ask like this but we did discuss that in the boundaries…” He kisses Nessa’s head as she jumps hearing thumps from the kitchen.

“Relax Mi Vida, Finn is making us breakfast. He does that when he doesn’t participate if we have sex in the morning.” Dominik soothes Nessa reaching over and squeezing her shoulder.

“Yeah, I have an IUD, it’s still good, I am due to have it replaced in a few months.” Nessa explains craning her neck to look up at Damian. She starts to fidget and wiggle and Damian shakes his head and breaks the embrace and slides into a sitting position.

“Go to the bathroom, Nes you clearly need to and we don’t want you to get a UTI, the same goes for you, Rhea.” He orders gently running his fingers through Nessa’s hair when she pouts at the loss of contact but stays laying down because Rhea pulled her to her chest spooning her.

“But comfy…” Rhea mutters into Nessa’s hair, Dominik hums in agreement.

“I know Nessa is comfortable but your health comes first, now, let her go and both of you go to the bathroom.” Damian orders. Nessa wiggles out of Rhea's grasp for Rhea to whine at the loss of heat. Nessa leans over and kisses Rhea, then Dom, then she straddles Damian momentarily and kisses him again before jumping up and going to the bathroom.

Rhea giggles watching Nessa run naked through her house to the bathroom.

"Well that was unexpected," Rhea comments, getting up herself wrapping the blanket around her and continues, "Tonight I'll see if she will fill out the kink chart so we know for sure what is ok and not." Rhea struts away from them Dom still laying on the floor and Damian leaning against the couch sitting up. Damian opens his arms for Dominik who crawls over and sits on his lap.

“She let me kiss her and would have let me do more if Mami would let me,” Dominik pouts, laying his head on Damian's shoulder. Damian wraps his arms around Dom's waist.

“Yes she would have, but we don’t want to do too much too fast, she is still hurt from what happened Dom. We didn’t stop you out of being stingy but to protect both of you. I think it was almost too much for her; she nearly went nonverbal.” Damien explains rubbing up and down Dom’s arm.

“If she is moving and nodding and whimpering it’s ok, it's when she nods but no sound at all is when she shuts down.” Dom explains.

“Where did the biting come from? Did she do that with you?” Damien asks trying to understand how the girl who blushes when he flirts suggestively, she just bites down, did she know that is one of his kinks?

“No not really, she did bite me a bit but never like that,” Dominik answers, kissing the bruises on Damian's neck and making him moan again.

“Oy no more fucking, breakfast is almost done go get dressed the girls are already in here helping me!” Finn hollers out from the kitchen. Damian sighs and pats Dominik’s thigh who gets up, Damian does the same and stretches the two of them going to get ready for the day.

no but….. stepdad! jake fucking reader sideways at night with his big ass hand clamping over their mouth to keep them quiet bc their mom is on the other side of the room asleep 😋☝🏼

stepdad!jake sneaking into your bed to give you a full-on back breaking, throat killing, orgasmic fucking but he plays it off as him being a sweet guy and giving you ‘daddy’s goodnight kiss’. let’s just say it doesn’t end up being a kiss, more like multiple orgasms under the sheets with your mom knocked out on the other side of the room.

with his hips are rutting into your pussy at full speed, somehow not a sound is made. a technique he learned after fucking you a handful of times; always keep pillows around. he always has one on your back for support and just to keep the skin slapping to a minimum.

a leg is hung over your hip to get a better angle for his thrusts, pushing his dick deeper into you. the tip brushed over your cervix a couple times, the blissful feeling nearly sending you over the edge of your climax.

“never gettin’ tired of this fuckin’ pussy.” he mumbles into your ear, lips brushing over the cartilage. with the help of jake’s hand, your moans were masked by his palm, but it didn’t help the bed shaking. “feels like heaven, my god.”

The Bloodline, Pt. I.

Author’s Note: So I am on Wattpad, if you see this exact story on there, don’t worry, it’s me. lol Also, side note, I wrote this for an old book and tweaked it to fit the Bloodline, hope you all enjoy. I haven’t written in months, so bare with me. 

warnings: strong language, mentions of death, drugs, etc, eventual smut and adult content word count: 5K (sheesh).

You sighed heavily as you made your way to your black Audi TT 2.0T Coupe, 2018. Though your legs were in the mood for walking, the rest of your body wasn’t prepared. It needed to prepare for this long meeting that was ahead of you. This would be the third meeting this week your boss has mandated. You had no idea why he called all these meetings, but you were growing tired. It seemed that every time you laid your head down to rest, he’d ring your cell, notifying you of an upcoming meeting. It wasn’t enjoyable, but then again, you understood. His father had just acquired some new territory that was under heavy construction and needed surveillance from outsiders to keep it safe. You were growing excited at the thought of Kane expanding his business. It meant more money for you and possibly being ranked higher up.

You were currently in your “rookie” status because you’ve only worked for Kane for nearly a year. You were trained for two years but employed for just one year, so you were fresh on the block. You were the youngest of the corporation, Snake.Eyes.Everywhere. (aka S.E.E.), and because of this, you were often looked down upon by your peers. It was so annoying, and you wanted to prove everyone wrong. You wanted to prove that you could be ruthless like them, especially Sage. She was your enemy among the S.E.E. members, high up in rank, a sniper, and she wasn’t afraid to remind you.

When you first started working for S.E.E, she was the one to train you, being the most skilled of the women that worked for Kane. She was his top pick, his chosen one. At first, she was reluctant to train you, but with Kane’s constant pushing to teach you, she finally did, and boy, did you pay. She was the best trainer, but she was also the most harsh. You can’t even count on your fingers how many times you’ve returned home with black eyes, busted lips, and a broken spirit. She’s previously broken a couple of your ribs, a sign that she took her job seriously. You somewhat admired her, but you despised her as well. It nearly took you an eternity (in your mind), to gain her trust as a fellow member of S.E.E.

She was very reserved, much like the shadow of the corporation, only coming out when needed to assassinate any enemy that dared to threaten the corporation she adored so much. She’d have you dead within seconds if you made it to her hit list. You heard once that she killed an entire gang who made a bad deal with Kane, all in one night, courtesy of her AR15 Sniper Rifle, or her toy as she likes to call it. All you knew was that with the skills she obtained, you were no match, and you would make sure you wouldn’t end up on her hit list. Hence, why you were making sure you were on time for this meeting. She hated when people were late for important meetings, especially when dealing with new territory.

You place your ray bans onto your face, checking that you look presentable in the mirror. After this meeting, you’d go to a party your best friend was having at a local bar in downtown Pensacola. It was a new club that just opened, and being that your friend was such a bar hopper, she wanted you to come with her. She’d be turning twenty-seven, an age you’d often joke to her about being ancient. She was a nice girl, Mercedes, her name. You two met when you moved to Florida. You were going to a local university to pursue a career in marine biology, and she was pursuing a career as a forensic scientist. Though she hadn’t made it that far into schooling, she was among the most intelligent girls you knew.

In fact, she was your only friend, if compared to those you often see. You weren’t allowed to have that many friends, Kane’s orders. He stated that knowing too many people could potentially put you at risk of stumbling upon a secret enemy of S.E.E., which was true. When you think about it, you have secretly encountered students associated with enemy organizations. Though you didn’t know this, Kane knew. He had eyes everywhere. Hence, the name of his father’s large corporation, S.E.E., was also symbolism for the word “sea,” as members of this corporation were everywhere, lurking.

You can’t even count how many times you’ve gotten calls, and warnings from Kane about the student that sat next to you in Biology class being an informant for whatever gang they were affiliated with. Being among regular-looking students was weird, yet they were living double lives. But then again, so were you. To those from the outside looking in, you looked like an ordinary girl, but if they only knew what you transformed into once night falls. Hence, your nickname was given to you by Kane, Midnight.

You were part of the lowest rank in the S.E.E. corporation, Garter Snakes. If you know anything about garter snakes (or gardener snakes), they are nearly the most harmless snakes of all. You were joined by others that were considered harmless or not very dangerous within the corporation. It slightly annoyed you because you felt you had potential, but you had to have patience. Kane was a knowledgeable man, and you wouldn’t dare question his decisions (at least not most of the time). He was the reason you were still in the garter unit, but he knew you could be higher up, just not too soon. He wanted to take his time with you and prepare you for higher status.

You were surprisingly one of his favorites, or at least that’s what your fellow member, Sapphire (or Cypher, as most call her), would always say. She was such an entertaining person, to say the least, her bubbly personality being one of great use in times of turmoil. She was a member of a subunit of S.E.E. called DIAMONDS, a codename they used, inspired by the western diamondback rattlesnake. Interestingly enough, Cypher and her counterpart Zee, were both the ladies to put the act in action, while Lavinia and Garnet were informants. Again, they had higher ranks than you, but soon, you’d be joining them, or at least you hoped.

You’ve been struggling lately in your part of the corporation. Lately, life has just been giving you the middle finger. You were currently living in a beat-up apartment. Though you were thankful for a roof over your head, you couldn’t help but complain about the daily struggles you faced living in the place you did. One constant complaint is the cold showers you’d often have to take. The water system in your apartment complex sucked ass. The water company, you believed, would receive at least over twenty complaints a day about the water going cold. If the water isn’t running cold, the electric stability of the apartments is screwing up. If that weren’t a problem, you’d groan about the slight mold forming on your ceiling, thanks to the water leaks that would sneak up on you unexpectedly.

You were tired of spending money trying to fix up your place. It started to strain your pockets, leading to how you met Kane, one of the most snakelike people you’ve ever encountered.

🐍

You had just been fired from your job at the local pizzeria, Stefano’s Local Pizza, to no fault of your own. Or at least that’s what you’d told yourself at the time. You couldn’t help that your car kept breaking down, leading to you always being late for work. You tried countlessly to explain to your boss your situation, but he wasn’t hearing it. He was tired of you showing up late, rushing through the entrance doors, hair a mess, and clothes out of place, from running into work. It was a Friday night, a rainy one at that. The once baby-blue skies turned dark when you ran into work for the last time.

He was waiting for you behind the counter, your last check in hand, informing you of your departure. You were so hurt and scared. You had no idea how you were going to pay your bills anymore. School had taken a drastic hit on the money that you’d gotten from your parents before traveling to Florida. You weren’t exactly on a scholarship. You had to come out of pocket or borrow loans to get through school. And now, here you were, being fired? You damn near begged your manager to let you stay, offering to work overtime, but it was useless. You were dismissed.

Defeated, you walked to a nearby Korean bistro called Chopsticks to soothe your confused mind. At that moment, you sat down to order your meal when someone caught your eye. Two people, male and female, neatly dressed in crisp attire, sat across the restaurant, looking through their menus. They were sophisticatedly dressed compared to you and the other diners that were in casual clothing. They were sore on the eyes and could catch anyone’s attention, making you wonder what they were doing in a place like that. Shouldn’t they dine on lobster and steak at a fancy restaurant?

You tried not to stare at them, but they were so captivating, especially the male of the two. You couldn’t see his eyes due to the black shades he wore, which added to his mysterious look, but it made you want to stare at him more. You could see tattoos adorning his right arm and hand from where you were positioned. The woman sitting across from him, she was gorgeous. She looked almost like a gothic doll, with porcelain skin and hair jet black. However, you couldn’t really make out her facial features with her back turned to you. But you just knew she was beautiful.

Your time at the bistro was going fine until two men walked in, dressed also like the man and woman, but they didn’t look as friendly as you’d think. In fact, they seemed almost outraged at the sight of the man and woman. The man smirked at them before pulling out a pistol from his pocket, causing chaos throughout the restaurant.

You nearly didn’t escape alive as gunshots and people fled here and there. Well, that was partly because when you were running towards an exit just at the back of the restaurant, a bullet pierced your side. It surprised you so much that you fell onto the floor, crying in pain. All you could hear as you lay on the tiled floor, slipping in and out of consciousness, were screams, gunshots, and profanity. You closed your eyes, anticipating your death. You didn’t think you’d die in that way, hoping you’d at least make it to age eighty before God called you home, but you guessed you were wrong. Dammit, life was harsh. At that moment, everything went quiet except for the footsteps that echoed throughout the kitchen. Soon, you were approached by the man with dark shades and tatted arms.

He was even more beautiful up close. However, the harshness in his eyes made you fear the worst. Maybe he was a bad guy. Would he kill you? You didn’t know, but before passing out, you remembered him bending down to stroke your face.

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And that’s how you came to know Kane. He saved your life, and now you are working for him years later. Working for him wasn’t easy. It was scary at first. You remember when he first showed you how to use a gun, to which you accidentally shot one of his hitmen by mistake. Poor guy is now walking with a permanent limp, thanks to you. You’d think working for Kane you’d be wealthy, right? Wrong. Though he offered you to live with him and the rest of his workers, you refused. Being in a mansion full of killers and assassins wasn’t exactly your taste. But then again, that’s exactly what you were being trained for, so you were no better, but still. Just the thought of being in the same house as Sage made your stomach do backflips. And not in a good way, either.

Unbeknownst to Kane, you recently applied for a job as an assistant at a primary school. Your job was to monitor the children while they played on the playground, assist them in painting and drawing pictures, feed them during lunchtime, watch over them during nap time, and help them with other activities. Children were your weakness. You loved children, hence, why you applied for the job. You got the opportunity, thanks to Mercedes, who also worked at the primary school. Being around children just calms you in a world full of chaos. Their innocence, in a way, purified you from the filth that consumed you in the mafia world.

Knocking you out of your thoughts, your phone dings, signaling a text message. You swiftly reach over your seat, get your cell phone, and peer at the screen. You stopped at a red light before checking the message, a reminder that the meeting would begin in thirty minutes. You hurriedly make your way downtown and through red lights to get to the S.E.E. headquarters.

You slowly approach the entrance gates, rolling down your window to greet Austin, or A.T. (short for A-Town) as he liked to be called. He grinned down at you, approaching your car.

“What’s up, baby? Are you finally coming to give me some? You look good.” he teased as you rolled your eyes at his advances. He always loved flirting with you, even when you rejected him repeatedly.

You didn’t believe in mixing business with pleasure, especially with a fellow snake. It just wasn’t right. Plus, Kane would probably kill you both if he found out you tried to sleep with each other. Yes, A.T. was handsome, but he wouldn’t fool you. He was a complete womanizer, much like the many men that worked for Kane. This guy has gotten more ass than a toilet seat, and you refused to be the butt of his jokes (no pun intended). He loved bragging to his friends about the various women he’s slept with during missions. He was more than just a gatekeeper, but you didn’t know the specifics of his ranking. But it didn’t matter. You wouldn’t be another woman in-between his sheets.

“Thanks for the offer, but if I want a man, he’s gotta have two of everything.” you sassed as his laughing came to a halt.

He glared at you, his right eye covered with an eye patch, taking offense to your words. Poor thing lost his right eye, messing up during a mission. Apparently, he entered an enemy gang’s bar, got drunk, and started a fight. To which he was outnumbered and attacked. His right eye was delivered to Kane in a bloody velvet box as a gift for Kane’s birthday—one of the most gruesome presents one could ever receive.

“Damn, Y/n, that was cold.” he sighed, signaling the gate opener to open the massive gates. You snickered as he backed away from your car, letting you zoom past him.

You make it to the packed parking lot before parking your car. You make sure you straighten out your red silk dress before going to the front door. You usually dress less fancy for meetings. Still, you promised Mercedes you’d be at her birthday celebration as soon as you left from your “public outing,” so there was no use in you having to change clothes twice.

Two guards stood posted up at the front door entrance, guns in hand, as you greeted them. They didn’t say much, only nodded their bald heads. They were pretty stale guards if you say so yourself. They wore plain black suits, except for the snake pendant pinned to their jacket pocket. A symbol of their employment to the S.E.E. corporation. They immediately let you in, recognizing you as a fellow Snake, as you walked into the main corridor, heels clicking against the marble floor.

The S.E.E. headquarters was a place of pure luxury, with paintings and expensive vases in almost every room. It represented Kane’s taste in architecture. He was a man that loved art. He loved looking expensive, at least when making drug deals or doing business with important clients. Other than that, he’d wear hoodies and jeans just like anyone else. You pass by some housemaids and butlers on your way up the stairs to the meeting room, or Snake Pit, as Kane calls it. It was a fancy way of saying the meeting room, where all the members came together to discuss business.

Your legs almost feel like jello as you walk to the house’s second floor, then to the big double doors that lead to the meeting room. Approaching the doors, you’re immediately met with multiple voices coming from behind them, all familiar.

You quickly but quietly open the doors as the talking quieted down, all eyes on you. Did you arrive late or something? You were sure you arrived on time……or did you? You looked at no one, including Sage, as you reached your usual seat next to Cypher. She gave you a small smile before turning her attention back to Kane, who stood in front of the large glass table.

“Midnight…I presume you have a decent excuse as to why you’re ten minutes late.” Kane’s soft voice says, eyes scanning over your appearance: a red silk strappy dress, silver strap heels, red lipstick, 40-inch box braids neatly in a high ponytail, cascading down your back.

You feel a slight lump form in your throat. You knew he meant no harm, but somehow, he always made you shiver with fear. Maybe it was because he was of the highest rank among S.E.E. members, the leader of a subunit known as Inland Taipan (or I.T. for short). Fun fact, the subunit was named after the most deadly and venomous snake in the world. It was scary to think a rank like that existed, making you almost worry why members of that unit were given that name.

You look over at Kane before slowly shaking your head. There was no use in lying to him. He always had a way of making you spill the truth. A characteristic of his you hated with every fiber of your being.

“I’m sorry…..I lost track of time,” you say, barely above a whisper.

You hear a short snort, not even needing to look at who made the sound. Sage. She sat closest to Kane’s seat, glaring at you, impatience and annoyance written all over her face. She was such a bitch, but a bad one at that. You dared not test her. She was one rank under Kane but would break you in half in a second. One day you’d muster up the courage to defend yourself against her. Until then, you’d sit quietly and listen to her every command.

“Hmph… we’ll discuss that later. However, there are more important matters to discuss, so I called everyone to this meeting. As you all know, we’ve acquired new territory in Miami, which usually isn’t our target location. However, my father made a deal with the leader of the Sin City Boys. This property is located at the seaport, not too far away from our enemy’s territory hence, why there is a problem. A problem that was reported to me earlier today.” Kane spoke, commanding everyone’s attention as he paced around calmly.

“Our enemy?…. We have plenty of those. I’ve scanned the areas near and far from that seaport; from what I’ve seen, no one has claim over any territory. What problem do we have?” Garnet, the computer genius, asked curiously. The woman was a pure magician with computers. She once hacked into a computer system at a local bank, stealing valuable information that could give her access to banking safes worldwide. She was gold. She held a cold, distant demeanor, but she wasn’t as cruel as most would think. She was pretty short in height; however, she’d get violent in seconds if she had to. She was of a rank you weren’t sure of, but she was highly skilled in her field.

“Two of my watchmen, who were surveilling the harbor, suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night. No one knew what the hell happened to them. But then I received pictures from an anonymous source of their bodies…..wrapped in sea debris in one of the boats at the harbor. From what I received…… this seaport is located near the Bloodline’s premises, something unknown to us at the time of the deal. Now, we have a problem on our hands. The Bloodline has killed one of our own. And they will pay.” Kane says, anger rising in his voice.

Bloodline…..Bloodline……a name you’ve heard countless times in your line of work. Apparently, they were sworn enemies with the entire S.E.E. corporation. You weren’t sure exactly how big their organization was. Still, compared to the one you were a part of, there was no way they could battle with The Snakes, a name given to any member of S.E.E. Or could they? You heard they were quite notorious, just like Kanes’ crew.

Their group had five prominent members, a subunit of the infamous Samoan Dynasty. They were intelligent, cunning, vicious men that knew the ins and outs of any part of the United States. They were that influential and powerful. They acquired a lot of territory you wouldn’t cross into unless you were looking for trouble. You weren’t familiar with what they looked like. However, you knew that their leader was an intellectual, a man of great stature. He was the one who put the Bloodline crew together at a young age, or at least that’s what you’ve heard from whispers by fellow Snakes here. He was known as the Tribal Chief, the Head of The Table, the Greatest of All Time. You name it; he had it all. He was a menace to society, described by some as Satan himself. No one and I mean no one, crossed him and didn’t pay the ultimate price.

The Samoan Dynasty was a corporation of wild, rebellious individuals. They had several clubs scattered about in the United States, particularly Florida, their central drug city. Some called them harmless, loving people that took care of their own. But much like a lion’s pride, if you threatened what was theirs or their family….be prepared to fight until death.

A “peace” treaty was signed some time ago by both S.E.E. and Samoan Dynasty members, swearing not to cross each other’s borders unless you were looking for trouble. Since then, the two corporations have had little to no problems. However, this minor (well, major) bad deal has caused conflict. Now the Samoan Dynasty have taken Kane’s men on their territory, trying to export drugs, as a sign of aggression. A breaking on their part of the treaty. It was only a matter of time before the elders of the dynasty summoned one of their most elite subunits, The Bloodline, to unleash punishment. Now, they would be coming for any of Kane’s men, not caring what rank they were. They would do away with Kane and his men if need be. You once heard that the Bloodline fought against one of Kane’s subunits, killing them all, decapitating their heads, and sending them to Kane as a warning. But that was just a rumor, and you sure wouldn’t ask anyone if it were true. But if it were, the Bloodline was one hell of a force to be reckoned with.

As Kane continued talking, you spaced out. Your mind wondered if you would get a call soon telling you you’d be hired for the primary school job. The only reason you didn’t want Kane knowing was because he didn’t want you getting distracted. He always wanted you to be alert, even when you weren’t on S.E.E. territory. Enemies of The Snakes could be anywhere, in ordinary settings, so you had to be on the lookout. You couldn’t let your guard down. Otherwise, you’d be taken captive by enemy corporations or dead. However, you wanted to live an everyday life outside of the mafia. You wanted to have something to at least make you feel safe.

You have not talked to your parents or any family member since you started working for Kane. He said that sometimes enemies could find out where your loved ones lived and do horrible things to them to get you to cooperate with them. And though that was difficult to imagine, it was the truth. You knew the consequences of working for Kane, meaning that your consequences could become your family’s or friends’ problems. Therefore, you only socialize a little. You kept to yourself at school, isolating yourself from people around you. You did it not only for your safety but for theirs. You didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of you. So, how did you and Mercedes become so close?

You met her before working for Kane, so you refused to let her go as a friend. Did he like it? No, but once Lavinia gave him a full report on who Mercedes was, she wasn’t seen as a threat. Thank God for Lavinia. She’s in charge of searching and finding information on anyone necessary. Suppose red flags came up during her investigation. In that case, she’d alert Garnet, who’d inform Kane, who’d inform Sage or any other assassin, and have the person killed.

Kane continued to go on and on until he finally broke you out of your trance with the call of your name. You immediately sit up straight, looking at him, confused. You weren’t sure what he’d just said to you, but it was something Sage didn’t like, as she stood to her feet in rejection.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” you asked, hoping he’d ignore that you weren’t even paying attention to him.

“I said, I’d like you to take on this special mission. One that will require a lot of you,” he spoke, his tone serious yet soft.

All eyes were on you as everyone awaited your response.

“I-I well….I umm-” Sage quickly cut you off, standing her ground against Kane. She couldn’t believe the words that just came out of his mouth.

You? Go against the Bloodline?! A rookie against a skilled group of men who’d have you dead in seconds? You?!

“Are you serious, Kane?! You’re going to send her to go after the Bloodline?! The Bloodline?! The same ones that nearly killed half of your men when you stepped onto their territory two years ago! The same ones who killed my brother! She’s no match for them. That’s like sending a baby deer to a coalition of lions. She’d be dead as soon as she walked on their territory. Send me instead, I can-” Kane rudely cut her off.

“I know what I’m doing, Sage. They will recognize you if you even step onto the Bloodline’s soil. Y/N is just as innocent as they come. They’d never suspect her to be working for us. We need to have her to do this mission. Of course, I won’t send her alone. That would be quite stupid of me and unsafe for her. I will send two Shadows with her.” Kane said, referring to two people that would follow you wherever you went, but you’d never see them. They were mysterious people who would step in whenever trouble was too much. They’d watch over you, making sure no enemy came too close. They were the “kill on sight” type of people. No questions asked.

You stood to your feet, nodding your head. This could be your big break. This could be your moment to prove what you were made of finally. You were tired of being The Snakes joke, and you were more than that. And you’d prove it. Prove it by taking revenge on the Bloodline. You took a deep breath before accepting Kane’s offer.

“I accept your offer, Kane. Whatever is required of me, I will do it,” you said, steadying your voice. Knowing it would be detected quickly, you couldn’t show any ounce of doubt. No matter how much the thought of crossing the Bloodline scared you, you wouldn’t show any ounce of weakness. You had to do this.

He nods, satisfied with your answer. “Alrighty then, it’s set. However, you know the drill. If there is anyone that objects, speak now, or bite your tongue.” he says as you both turn to face the remaining Snakes in the room.

They all looked around at each other. Some had unsure looks on their faces, while others looked on in agreement. All except Sage. She said nothing. She took her place back in her seat.

“We have no rejections.” everyone finally said after a moment of silence. Kane nods before looking over at you.

He lifts his right hand, signaling for you to pledge, a ritual Snakes often do when accepting a mission.

“Repeat after me. I, Y/N, take this mission with all seriousness. I will become like a snake, seeking whom I will devour. I will not spare any prey in my path. Everyone is my enemy. I will not slack on this mission. I will not stop until it is complete. My enemies will be bitten, for my venom is lethal. I know that if I should fall into the hands of the enemy, I will not disclose anything about the S.E.E. corporation. I know the consequences of betraying The Snakes. I know that if the enemies try to convince me to betray you all, I will become the prey. Therefore, I am willing to give my all, including my undying loyalty to The Snakes. Snakes, forever.” he says, as you repeat every word after him.

He nods, accepting your pledge. “You know what comes next. You will receive a snake pendant to represent that you are officially a part of the S.E.E. corporation. However, you will not earn your true snake bite unless you complete this mission. Do you understand?” he asks, pulling a snake pendant from his pocket, preparing to place it on your dress.

That’s it…..it was official. You now had a mission to complete. Kill the most elite of the Samoan Dynasty, The Bloodline.

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You watch as the gates of the S.E.E. headquarters close behind you. You were now heading towards the club to meet with Mercedes. Your mind was heavy with what you were asked to do on this mission. You were given a file full of background information on every Bloodline member. You were assigned seven days to complete this mission. And seven days only. You were to kill every member of the Bloodline, sparing no one. You were instructed to go from the “weakest” member to the strongest. You’re unsure who was the weakest, but you had to move fast. Time was ticking. If they were as clever and dangerous as people have said, you had to play smart. You had to play their game. They didn’t know what was coming for them. You’d attack them, one by one, and bring honor to the S.E.E. corporation. Just the thought made you smile to yourself.

It takes you only a short time before you’re at the club parking lot, parking your car to greet Mercedes. She stood, waiting patiently outside the club for you. Once she saw you, she giggled, running over to you to embrace you.

“Hey bitch, you ready to fuck shit up!?!” she yelled, obviously having some drinks already in her system.

“Yeah, come on, birthday girl. It’s time to party.” you grinned as you two entered the club.

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Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome! Thanks for reading!

Before you go, lemme introduce you all to some of the characters introduced in this first part:

Mercedes

Cypher

Zee

Lavinia

Garnet

A.T.

and last but not least, Sage.

@romanstheory​ Sis, you are the real one. You inspired me to get back into writing. I hope you like this, and please let me know what I can do to improve my writing. <3

@msbigredmachine​ Thank you as well for being such a great writer. Love reading your content. <3

A New Judgment: The Match and Then Some (Poly Judgment Day Fic)

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.  Part 5.   Part 6.   Part 7.   Part 8.   Part 9.   Part 10.

Nessa catches Zelinas gaze across the ring and discretely gives a little nod. Zelina smiles mischievously before their attention returns to the people in the ring before them. The bell rings signaling the start of the match and Rey steps towards Dominik who promptly backs up and tags Damien in letting him start instead, silently proving what he just said about not wanting to hurt his dad.

Alongside Rhea and Finn Nessa cheers Damien on as he just dominates and throws Rey around the ring, Nessa jumping up and down clapping as Rey is thrown in the corner and Dom is tagged in.

“Make him pay Dom Dom,” She calls out, giggling along with Rhea as Rey is once again thrown about the ring. Eventually, Rey forces his way to his corner and Santos tags himself in running to the opposite corner of the ring, hitting Damien, making him fall off the apron before turning to Dominik and just dominating the fight. Nessa goes over to Damien helping him up. He jumps in the ring as Dominik slides out only to be flipped right back out of the ring by Rey. Nessa helps Damien up again shaking her head and Rhea is over by Dominik with Finn helping him back up. Dominik gets back in the ring and tags Damien back in who quickly gains control over Santos as he did with Rey.

Dominik tags back in and immediately puts Santos in a hold who pushes over to his corner and flips Dom over so he can tag Rey in.

“Come on Dom!” Nessa cheers as Dom pins Rey who kicks out and regains control. Nessa blanches as Rey dropkicks Dom and Rhea jumps onto the apron about to interfere but Dom kicks out of the pin on his own. Nessa goes to stand by Rhea by the ramp knowing what is coming soon.

Rey sets up Dom for the 619 and Rhea pulls Dom off the ropes as Rey approaches to hit it. Zelina runs up on the apron and Nessa pushes Rhea out of the way, Zelina lands on her shoulders flipping her over, her back hitting the barricade and knocking the wind out of her. Rhea kneels by Nessa checking on her before glaring at Zelina once she was sure Nessa was ok. Zelina starts taunting Rhea, “Come on Champ!” she does the come-on gesture as Rhea glares.

“Yeah, you better run!” Rhea threatens and begins to chase her, disappearing in the crowd. Finn helps Nessa up who groans, still sore from training from the last few days.

“Are you ok luv?” He asks, looking at her as she nods her head, keeping her eyes on the match. Dom tags Damien in who is almost immediately thrown out of the ring and Rey completes the 619 on Dominik before Damien can get back in the ring being the legal man. He slams down Santos and pins him, getting the win. Damien quickly rolls out of the ring as the LWO enters it and the four of them slowly back up the ramp, Dominik’s and Damien’s arms thrown around Nessa’s shoulders. Dominik leans down to her ear to whisper, “Are you ok amor?”

She smiles and smacks his chest gently, “Yeah, perfectly fine. Good job Dom Dom.”

Once they are past the curtain and the cameras are no longer on them the boys start flipping their shit. “What the fuck is that. Zelina is out of line for that!” Damien’s voice booms making Nessa jump and Finn speaks up in agreement.

“She isn’t trained for this, she isn’t a wrestler that was incredibly dangerous and stupid”! Finn gives Nessa a stern look.

“Nessa, are you ok, why did you push Mami out of the way?” Dominik fusses over her looking her over for obvious signs of injury and she steps back and holds her hand out to make him stop talking.

“Look guys, I’m fine. It was planned that I step in. I practiced similar things the last few days. We need to find Rhea before she kills Zelina. She wasn’t in on that.” Nessa gestures down the hallway. She goes to walk down said hallway and the boys share a look before following her, Dominik still rambling.

“What do you mean that was planned?”

“Exactly what I just said, Dom. I am perfectly fine and we both knew what we were doing.” He doesn’t respond as they hear Rhea yelling at someone. They all run towards her voice to see Rhea in Zelinas face,

“Are you out of your fucking mind? She isn’t trained like we are, you could have seriously hurt her!”

“But I didn’t, she is fine and agreed to it beforehand,” Zelina yells back.

A Cameraman comes up and signals that he is recording so they are aware. “She isn’t a wrestler, don’t ever touch her again or I will end you.” She threatens, and Nessa smirks.

“Then she needs to stay out of the way,” Zelina responds before walking away. Once she is out of sight the members of The Judgement Day turn their attention to Nessa, the camera still on them.

“Don’t ever do anything like that again. That was so dangerous.” Dominik orders and Nessa crosses her arms as the rest of them nod in agreement.

“Let’s get a few things straight. First, I am not your girlfriend anymore remember, you can’t tell me what I can or can’t do. Second, you couldn’t even if I was. Third, I will do what I see fit and if it is risking myself to protect you I will. I got a job here just to support you so you need to let me do it."Nessa looks at him like she dares him to contradict her and she hears the crowd cheer and laugh.

"Cupcake, Dom Dom is just worried about you, we don’t want you to get hurt. You aren’t a wrestler.” Rhea tries to soothe Nessa’s temper

“I’m tougher than I look. I can handle it.” Nessa doubles down and she hears Damien snort behind her.

He puts his hand on her shoulder, “Ay Mamita no doubt, you may be able to handle it but we don’t want you to have to.” He raises his eyebrows daring her to argue and she holds her gaze and the cameraman stops and thanks them.

“Now that is done, I’m glad you decided to join us mini-me.” Rhea pulls Nessa into a hug which she returns.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Dom asks, the hurt evident on his face and she shrugs.

“I was told not to.” She grabs a bottle of water and they make their way to the locker room. Dominik holds the door open and the boys let Nessa and Rhea in the room first before following them in.

“Do you have anything else to do tonight Hermosa?” Damien asks, plopping down on one of the chairs in the room.

“Yeah, I am supposed to walk to the medical room, and the LWO interrupt so Rey can "apologize”.“ She explains looking at the clock on the wall and glancing at Dominik who looks uncomfortable. Nessa sighs and goes over to him gently bumping his shoulder with hers. "Hey, we are ok, We will be ok Dom. We just have to learn how to be around each other again. You are on the right track.” She tries to comfort him, still knowing his moods. He begins to smile a bit, feeling some relief at her words.

Nessa gestures to the corner so she can have some sort of privacy to talk with him. “I feel like I owe you an apology, I was ignoring you from my own hurt, to punish you and it wasn’t right. You are trying to make things right and I was wrong for making things more difficult for you. In the future I will be more understanding” She grabs his hand and gives him a soft smile, not seeing the looks the rest of The Judgement Day are giving each other.

“No Mi…, Nessa sorry. No, I deserved that, you were just doing to me what I did to you. There is nothing to forgive.” Dom starts but Nessa shakes her head.

“Two wrongs don’t make a right Dom, I should have told you I need space from the get-go instead of ignoring you. So yes there is something to forgive.”

“Fine, you are forgiven then for whatever you think you did wrong.” He sticks his tongue out at her as her eye twitches in annoyance.

“Hey love birds Nessa needs to go do her next promo soon?” Rhea calls out to them. Nessa rolls her eyes and flips her off and checks the clock again. Seeing that Rhea is right Nessa heads to the door.

“Be careful out there Hermosa!” Damien smiles as she places her hand on the door handle.

“I am heading to medical to check in with my supervisor there,” she calls out as she opens the door to cameras waiting. She begins the walk toward where she was directed, the cameras following. She gets some strange looks from some of the wrestlers she passes, some whispering to each other. Eventually, she gets to a break in the hallway and Rey and the rest of the LWO step in front of her blocking her way, Rey standing in the middle.

“Mijita, Nessa, As I said on Raw earlier this week I wanted to see you face to face to apologize. I know how much a proper apology means to you.” Rey starts and Nessa nods for him to go on, and she crosses her arms. “I am sorry Nes, really, I never meant to hurt you but-”

Nessa cuts him off, “But what Jefe, anything before but is useless when it comes to an apology. You say a proper apology is important to me. That is true in my culture and religion but the work has to be put behind it to mean anything. Tell me, do you understand why what you did was wrong, do you truly feel bad and would you do it again or are you just trying to use my beliefs to absolve yourself of the guilt you feel?” She cocks her head as Zelina says something under her breath. Rey stands slack jawed for a moment before collecting himself and stepping forward only for Nessa to take a step back.

“Sweetheart I was, still am desperate. I had no choice and no I would never do that.” He answers in sequence the questions Nessa asked, holding out his hand for her.

“From your own mouth, you defend your decisions still and haven’t done the work behind the apology to earn true forgiveness from me, unlike Dom Dom. So no, apology not accepted. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to meet with my boss in medical.” She tries to push past the group only to be stopped by Rey grabbing her arm and pulling her back. She tries to pull her arm away but can’t because of the strong grip.

“Hear him out,” Zelina tells Nessa, who tries to yank her arm back again out of Rey’s grip.

“I’ve heard enough, now let me go so I can work.” She grunts as she struggles to get out of his grip. The rest of the LWO chime in over each other telling her the same thing. To forgive Rey, to stay away from The Judgement Day.

“Hey, get your hands off of her!” Damien’s deep voice booms as he comes into view with the rest of The Judgement Day in tow. Rey releases his grip and she hugs her wrist to her chest as he holds his hands up. She can see the remorse in his eyes. “Are you ok Mamita?” Damien asks gently taking her arm to inspect her wrist, seeing a slight bruise forming.

“Yeah, I’m ok…” She softly answers, a little taken aback from the ferocity in his voice a moment ago. She meets his gaze and smiles before he gently pushes her behind him again, the rest of The Judgment Day except Dominik stepping in front of her as well facing Rey and the LWO.

“Are you sure you are ok Hermosa?” Dominik asks, also inspecting the now bruised wrist and giving it a small kiss like he used to whenever she had a new bruise from work.

“Nessa, Just hear me out-” Rey begins,

“Don’t speak to her, don’t even look in her direction. You are worse than a deadbeat” Dominik cuts his dad off mid-sentence. The door to the medical finally opens and the person she was supposed to meet pops his head out.

“Nessa there you are, you are late…” He trails off seeing the staredown, “Is there a problem here?” He asks, opening the door further and seeing how Nessa is cradling her wrist.

“No problem we are just leaving.” Santos answers tapping Rey on his shoulder and they walk away, the Judgement Day glaring the entire time. Finally, the camera stops recording and she shakes her arm trying to shake off some of the aching that is forming.

“Was that planned too?” Dominik almost growls and Nessa sighs.

“The grab yes, the strength no. We just got carried away, where are you going?” She calls out as Dom storms away down the hallway toward where his father disappeared to. Rhea mouths sorry and rushes after him as does Finn to keep Dominik from doing something stupid and getting in trouble.

This leaves Damien alone with Nessa who looks up at him. “Are you ok Nessa?” Damien asks as Nessa leans up against the wall.

“I’m fine Damien, thank you for coming to my rescue.” Nessa smiles maintaining eye contact as he leans closer to her, resting his hand on the wall above her head. She doesn’t shy away like some of the women who have interviewed him. Instead, she stands tall and quirks up an eyebrow as he smiles down at her.

“You really do have a natural talent for this. Did you ever think about wanting to wrestle?” He asks shifting his weight to the leg closer to Nessa.

“No not really, I always wanted to help people, to be a nurse because I couldn’t afford medical school to become a doctor. It wasn’t until I started dating Dom that I applied to work for medical here to be closer to him. My application was ignored…” She bites her lower lip, shivers running up her spine from their closeness.

“Well, I am glad you are able to join us now. You are too beautiful to waste away in a hospital where you aren’t appreciated. You will be well appreciated here with us.” He promises. Nessa can’t stop the giggle that comes out and she is immediately embarrassed but he is encouraged by her reaction. “As a matter of fact let me show you just how appreciated you will be. Let me take you out to dinner after the show.” He offers. Nessa can’t help the blush and places her hand on his chest.

“I am hungry after the excitement of tonight, but I would much rather sleep. You can take me back to my hotel though.” She counteroffers, hearing the crowd cheer. She blushes noticing the cameras on them again.

Damien chuckles and pushes off the wall and offers his arm that she instinctively grabs and he leads her back down the hallway towards the Judgement Day’s locker room and he leans down to whisper in her ear. “Triple H told me the plan this morning, good job mariposa.” He smiles and pats the hand she has resting on his arm.

“Now that we are alone, is that offer for food on the table still I barely ate a thing because of nerves.” She admits making him to stop in his tracks.

“Well we can’t have that, do you want it to be just us?” He gestures between the two of them and continues, “Or all of us. The choice is up to you.” They start walking again and Nessa chews on her cheek before answering.

“Just us I think. I would like to ask some things and I think you will be the best to tell me and not try to spare my feelings.”

“Hermosa whatever you ask I will tell you the truth.” He promises as they enter the locker room to wait out the rest of the show.

**kicks down the door** ITS HOT GIRL SUMMER BABYYyyy!!!! How’s about Y/N and Julia Heart have a “girls day” by the pool with the HOB lookin on 😈

Peeping toms 😂

I love this idea, babes! The chokehold they have on me is unreal.

Hot Girl Summer

Pairing: House of Black/Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

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"You look so good!"

Julia gave me a small smile as she sat beside me at the hotel's outdoor pool. "Thanks Y/n," she said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. 

I swirled my foot in the water and leaned my head on her shoulder. We had always been close, but her joining the House meant we'd have even more time together. Besides, like I'd complain about seeing those three men all the time. 

"Thanks for the girl time," she said, pulling me in for a side hug.

"Of course, babe," I said, turning to give her a light kiss on the cheek. "Now are you getting in or what?" I pushed off the edge and into the water, splashing her slightly. 

"Oh we're doing that, huh?" she said with a laugh as she slid into the water, smacking it and sending some spraying at me. 

We kept that up for a few moments, giggling and splashing each other like little kids. After a while, Julia and I just floated in the water, both slightly winded from our antics. Looking over at each other, we burst into another fit of giggles as she drifted under my arm and a shadow stood over us.

“Enjoying yourselves, ladies?” 

I smiled, turning toward the accented voice behind us. “Of course,” I said sweetly, eyeing Malakai in his dark suit. My gaze slid over to the other chairs, where both Brody and Buddy sat. “Aren’t you warm?” I filled my voice with faux worry, hoping I could get them to break down. “You should join us.”

Buddy stood, and I flashed Julia a look, coupled with a small smirk. She knew I loved just messing with them, having them wrapped, but Buddy and Brody were always the easier ones to get to go my way.

I looked back to the three men, giving them my best doe eyed look. “C’mon guys,” I pleaded, “the water is perfect.” Julia stifled a giggle as I watched a flushed Buddy pulling his shirt off. 

I turned to Brody, batting my lashes, which always made him weak for me. He sighed, pulling his shirt off as Buddy jumped into the water. Malakai sighed as he watched Brody follow, and I giggled. “Please?” I said softly, leaning on the wall of the pool as the other three splashed around.  A devilish smirk crossed Malakai’s lips. “Maybe tonight, schatje. Just you and I.” I felt my face flush as I sank into the pool as he sat on one of the beach chairs, watching us. 

my bby dont enough love in the fanfic realm so here i am!! just some more self indulgent nonsense, dont mind me. 

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‘Princess of Positivity’ Big E (Ettore) x fem!reader

^what happens when you add the raw women’s champion to the new day, a stable with the wwe champion and raw tag team champions? what also happens when two of them have major interest in the other?^

- guest starring: kofi and xavier (austin), sonya deville (daria) and adam pearce, becky lynch and seth rollins (colby) - errbody on raw and are champions bc you live in donna’s world and it’s donna’s world that youre living in - the only thing that stopped me from posting this is i didnt know what song i wanted for readers theme; yes i watched dance moms, the music was fire - i dont know how to write wrestling matches so its just mentioned and later skipped over - Y/R/N - your ring name, Y/N/N - your nickname

Keep reading

I’d like some wholesome Judgement Day please… my week has been hell so far aND IM WRITING THIS ON A MONDAY

Judgment Day Fluff

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it one of the few days everyone has off

and you beg them to spend the day relaxing. No chores, no working out, no training

just a day for all of you to spend time together

So. Many. Cuddles

your head in Rhea’s lap, your feet in Finn’s lap, Damian’s head on your lap, and Dominik’s head on your chest where you can run your fingers through his hair

its just a mess of limbs on the couch with you in the middle

Arguments about what movies you watch, and on who has to get snacks for everyone

Even if someone needs to get up, they will put it off as long as possible

you’ll end up staying up late

Not just because no one wants to get up and move to bed, but you also know that once you go to sleep the day is over

and tomorrow you have to go back to normal, adult, activities

Often - The Bloodline x Reader

If I have to squeal over these men, y'all gonna do it too!

18+! Very smutty, enjoy :D

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"Baby I can make that pussy rain often,"

The boys finally had a little bit of time to relax now that WrestleMania had come and gone. The past few days were spent with them catching up on sleep and their favorite TV shows. You enjoyed the softer side of things, with not a single care on your mind or theirs. But you couldn’t deny the fact that you’d been horny as hell, craving them like crazy. Your boys always gave you princess treatment and their attention, but they hadn’t given you much at all. It was driving you mad, so you decided to do something about it.

You dug through your side of the walk-in closet, finding the skimpy Cheerleader uniform you’d bought on a whim during an online shopping spree. The red and black fit was just what you needed to distract them. You put on the tight skirt and matching top, grabbing the pom poms as you made your way downstairs. The Usos were seated in the living room, chatting over a meal. Their eyes instantly fell to you, as Solo did his best to not stare at you.

“God damn, Y/N…” Jimmy whistled, setting his fork down. Jey pretended like he wasn’t practically drooling over you, looking away before you could catch him. Roman walked in from the home gym, freezing upon seeing you.

“Well shit, Y/N. Where’d you get that from?” He whistled, looking you up and down as if you were a steak. You smirked proudly. “Oh, this old thing? Something I bought a while ago,” You shrugged. You pranced into the living room, taking your time sitting on the couch next to Solo. He was the quieter one in the group, using his actions to speak for him. He was trying his best to  remain calm, but you were making it damn near impossible. “Hey Solo bae,” You purred, running a manicured finger across his thighs, drawing tiny circles. He sucked in a breath, before turning to look at you.

“You tryna get our attention or sum, Y/N?” He finally said, staring directly into your eyes. Solo and those gorgeous eyes of yours always made you nervous in the best way. You nodded.

“Yes sir,” You reply with a smile. Solo turned to look back at the others, the four of them making a decision without saying a word. Solo had you over his shoulders in an instant, making a beeline for the stairs. Roman and the Usos followed swiftly behind him, as he kicked the door open to the bedroom. Solo plopped your body down on the soft mattress, hovering over you.

“You want our attention? You got it now, mama.” He said, capturing your lips in a steamy kiss. The two of you remained in the lip lock, as you could hear the others shuffling around the room. Solo released your lips from his, as Roman handed him the pair of fuzzy purple handcuffs. This was new.

“Handcuffs?” You said, a hint of nervousness in your voice. The boys smiled deviously, as Solo turned you over onto your stomach, linking your arms behind your back. Jey was a little too happy to help restrain you, locking your hands together in the cuffs. He pulled you up to your knees to help keep you steady, as Jimmy got in front of you, locking your lips into another intimate kiss. Jey pulled your skirt to the side, as Solo nudged him away from you. The two of them often fought over who got you first.

“Boys, boys, no fighting. You know she doesn’t like that,” Roman warned, waiting his turn in the corner. Roman always went last, because he was the roughest. Jey stepped aside, as he allowed Solo to have you first. He ran his fingers against your slick, relishing in how wet you already were. “You can’t wait to get this dick, can’t you?” He whispered in your ear. You nod, as he holds you against his broad chest. Solo slowly eases himself inside of you, working up a pace already. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he plowed into you with an undeniable force.

The boys were getting a little impatient, anxiously awaiting their turn. Solo took his sweet time with you, not caring how long he made them wait. You didn’t mind either. By the time you had cum once, Jey was bringing you down onto his lap, slipping inside of you. You were used to them overstimulating you, but not back to back like this. Jimmy gave you a sloppy kiss, as he brought your head down to his leaking cock. You began to give him a messy blowjob, as his moans were music to your ears. “Fuck, baby. Just like that,” He hissed.

Jey was going to town on you, as your clit was being massaged by one of his thick digits. He growled beneath you, shutting his eyes as he felt his orgasm inching closer. He would only last a few more seconds inside of you before he released his load over your stomach. Roman remained seated, giving you a moment to breathe, as you finished Jimmy off. He let his cum drip down the side of your mouth, before wiping it off your face.

Roman sauntered over to you, pushing your back towards the mattress. You allowed him to, as your body felt exhausted, but you still desired what was coming next. Roman was no-nonsense when he fucked you, taking his sweet time to make you crumble for him. His stamina was like that of a God, meaning he could go for hours if you let him.

“I hope you’re ready, baby girl.” His tone was sharp, as you could feel him raising your skirt. He rubbed your ass, before giving it a hard slap. It stung in the best way, as he pulled your hips up towards his abdomen. He kept you pinned down with the help of Jey and Jimmy. You could feel yourself being stretched out by the sheer size of him, as it was always like the first time with Roman. No matter how many times you took all of him, it still took everything in you to do so. He was worth every inch.

Roman was methodical when he was fucking you, as he purposely took the slower road to get you going. You felt lucky, seeing as you were still coming down from three intense orgasms. His strokes seemed to get more gentle as he took his time, enjoying your whines echoing in the bedroom.

“I’m only getting started, baby.” He cooed, locking his fingers into your hair. He suddenly sped up out of nowhere, and you were sure you’d come undone right there before he went right back to his slow and steady strokes. “Ro, p-please just fuck me..” You muttered, not wanting to play  his little game tonight. Roman laughed maniacally, his grip on your hair tightening.

“Look at how needy you are, hm? Are you sure about that?” He teased, only making you want him even more. “Yes!”

Roman nodded to himself, as he instructed the others to leave the room. Once you heard the door shut, Roman pulled out of you, leaving you feeling empty. He helped you down to the floor in front of him, rubbing the side of your face.

“If you want me so bad, you know what to do.” His voice was your favorite drug, as you began to take him down your throat. Roman let his head hang back, as he let you go to work on his hard cock. The sound of you slobbering, sometimes gagging around him was only making you and him hornier than ever. He bucked his hips towards your face, as he began to fuck your mouth relentlessly. You loved when he got aggressive like this, as it was hot as hell. The feeling of being used by him turned you on.

“Good girl, just like that. Take Daddy’s dick,” He groaned, unable to stop himself from moaning louder and louder. He was slamming into you now, all of him slipping down your throat with ease. You could tell that he was close, as his strokes were getting sloppier by the minute. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck!” Roman moaned, releasing his seed into your mouth. You swallowed him whole, as he pulled out of you. Roman helped you back onto the bed, as he used the key to unlock your hand cuffs. He gave you a soft kiss as he laid you back down, kissing down your body. He cupped your ass, as he flipped the front of your skirt up. His head disappeared between your thighs, as he began to eat you out with such precision. His tongue lapped at all of the juices, as the tip of his tongue tickled your clit.

“Shit!” You cursed, throwing your head back against the pillow. You grip the sheets as tight as you can, as Roman continues to devour you. He slipped a finger inside, curling it as he pumped it at the same pace of his tongue, which made for a mind numbing combination. Your vision became starry, as you were reaching a new level of euphoria that you didn’t know existed.

“Ro, I’m gonna cum…” You say, as Roman hummed against your mound, paying extra attention to it. The vibrations of his mouth, from the pressure of his tongue and finger was too much for you to bear, as you were running like a faucet. Roman held your shaking legs, as he helped you to ride out your orgasm.

He pulled himself up between your legs, as he laid gently against you. He wiped the beads of sweat away from your forehead, kissing your neck softly. “I suppose you won’t pull another stunt like this, hm?”

You laugh faintly. “No, I’ll be sure to do it again.”

Her First Gold -P2-

Bloodline x Wrestler!Black! Fem Reader

SFW! 18+! Minors DNI!

Part one is here!

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“I’m such a fuckin idiot…” Y/N sighed out as she realized what she’s done. She was at the private gym on a treadmill chatting with Liv and Asuka walking along. She sighed stressed from the situation she put herself in. “Oh we know.” Asuka stated in her thick accent laughing. “I mean look at the-“ “I swear to god if you say the bright side of it imma beat yo ass, there is no bright side to this liv. I’m gonna lose…” she turned off the mill and got a break with some water. “Y/N, it’s not that big of a deal. It’s just bianca.” Asuka said as she just scrolled on her phone. “Y’all don’t understand. It’s not just Bianca, what if I do lose thou? I don’t wanna leave. I don’t wanna go back to NXT and do all that work again.” Y/N was worried about her career and her boys. “I don’t wanna fail my boys…” Liv and Asuka looked at her and smiled getting off their treadmills. “Hey, you are not gonna lose.” Liv said giving eye contact. “Yea! You work so hard Y/N! And on top of that,The bloodline has your back.” Y/N smiles at her friends words. “Besides…you’re a heel right?” Liv smirked. “Well yea I am.” Y/N understood her look and smirked too. “Then be a heel.” Y/N nodded and she hugged her friends getting a text from Roman saying that he was outside. “I’ll see y’all later.”

In the car, she looked at Roman smiling but so her thoughts came over her. “You had a nice workout babygirl?” He asked kissing her cheek as he started on the road. “It was ok, I’m just worried about…next week…” she said biting her nails. “Come on baby stop that. U want me to put bandages on your fingers like ur spy kids?” He asked smirking. She shook her head no and stopped putting her hands between her thighs. “Baby you are gonna be fine. You’ve been working so hard, yes this moment is a bit risky but you are gonna do great.” He smiles as he drove towards the house. “Baby would you be mad if I lose…and I had to go back to NXT?” Roman sighed and looked at her some. “Baby, me or the guys could never be mad at you. You are our princess, our little royal. And we will support you no matter what. Even if you went back to NXT.” Roman smiled as he peeled at Y/N as she was wiping her tears away. “I don’t wanna embarrass you guys. I wanna make y’all proud.” “And you will.”

~

The night has finally come and Y/N paced in the locker room with her custom gear on. She fixed her puffs sighing listening to music getting pumped. She got a text that the boys were coming down and she took her earbuds out soon hearing knocks on the door. “Come on in!” The boys came in rushing her for a hug for luck. “You’re gonna do great mamas.” Jey said kissing her cheek. Jimmy went to fix her hair helping out some and solo presented her with her bloodline wristbands. She smiled at the honor and she let solo put them on. “Baby you’re gonna be awesome, you’re gonna get that belt.” Roman said hugging her close, she nodded and she walked out with him. Roman is gonna be on ring side with her. “Let’s party.” She sighed.

Bianca came out first, in a beautiful pink custom gear wear, the crowd cheering her on, her music blaring around the arena. The WWE universe in the palm of her hand, that’s what Y/N wanted. The music for Y/N came in as a bloodline remix, she walked out with Roman a bit nervous, but gained her confidence seeing how he just glared at the crowd that acknowledged him. Y/N walked with him slow with her gear, red camo, her hair bouncing, she felt like the moment. “They aren’t just cheering me on babygirl.” He said in my ear as we made it to the ring. Y/N listened in to the crowd, she felt supported hearing her name.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is scheduled to one fall, for the WWE Women’s Championship!!”

The announcer begun, Y/N leaned in the ropes watching bianca.

“In this Corner, we have our current WWE champion, miss ect., Bianca Belair!”

The crowd went wild and she smiled skipping around some winking at me taking off her jacket.

“And her opponent, the royal of the bloodline herself, Y/N!!”

She smirked getting a cheek kiss from Roman and smirks at Belair. The announcer left out and the ref signaled the bell. Let’s go.

~

She was thrown against the ropes growling at Belair sighing tired. Bianca was getting there too. Amazed how long she’s lasted, it being 15 minutes in the ring, about two specials on her , yet shes still standing. Bianca hit the ropes coming in hot but y/n opened the ropes making bianca go out the ring hitting the floor. She sighed needing a breather but she smirked. The words echoing in her ear. ‘Be a heel.’

Liv is right. She is a heel. Smirking as Bianca she speared her hard, giggling, seeing her flat on the ground. She was able to pin her and soon the bell rung.

She won.

Y/N soon heard the crowd cheer, she couldn’t believe it. She won. She has her title. Her boys ran out excited and hugged her close. They were so proud of her. Soon Roman pointed at Bianca, looking at Y/N smirking. “You’re not done are you?” He whispered chuckling. Something came over her, she shook her head no, Jey smirked handing her a black metal chair. “Get em baby.” He encouraged. Solo kisses her cheek feeding into the evil deed that need to be done. Y/N raised the chair and started to hit Bianca with it. Hearing her cry out in pain, it fueled her. Y/N tossed the chair to the side seeing a defeated Bianca, former champion. She got her belt from Roman, he kissed her hand helping her out the ring and they walked away. She felt this power, she liked this power.

“You will be acknowledged. Just like I do baby.” Roman said smiling. Y/N nodded and walked to the lounge with her Boys.

The new champion.

Forever theirs

Chapter 10∆...yes She does

The judgment day x fem!afab!reader

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I sit nervously on my mommy's hip as she walks down to the basement. The boys follow closely behind us. We enter the basement and walk right past an open door leading to my old room. I racked my brain for ideas as to where we are going. Mommy stops at a door I remember seeing when I first left my room but I never thought about it.

Rhea steps back and Damian takes her place in front of the door. He pulls a key out of his pocket and pushes it into the keyhole of the door. He twists the door handle but the door doesn't budge.

He slams into the door with his side and it swings open. I look into the room and see the room Finn took me to the day before they took me. I look at the comfy silk sheet and I'm suddenly very happy they didn't take me to my old room. My eyes lock onto the familiar toys on the wall and wonder if anything will be different this time.

Mommy sets me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as the boys walk around the side of the bed like sharks circling dinner. The butterflies in my tummy flutter as I realize they might be getting toys.

Mommy grabs the hem of my dress and I shift my weight on the bed so I'm no longer sitting on my dress. She pulls it up and I put my arms up so she can remove my dress from my body.

I sit completely naked as Mommy didn't give me any undies. "now things are gonna be a bit different this time" she says. I'm even more excited as I think she's going to tell me we get to use toys today.

"do you know what safe words are sweetie?" Damian asks as he returns to my field of vision. " no Daddy" I shake my head. "okay, well we use something called a traffic light system" I nod my head listening closely.

"red means stop everything I don't like this, orange means something wrong please fix it, and green means you're fine" I smile knowing I can make them stop if I want. "so if you're in pain you yell red and everything stops," Rhea says making sure I understand.

"But if you wanna beg and beg us to stop we'll keep going because you seemed to like that" She finishes and I blush like crazy knowing damn well I'll beg. 

I watch as Mommy undresses in front of me. First her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. I stare at her chest the whole time and fail to notice the boys undressing themselves too. Mommy climbs onto the bed straddling my lap. She leans down and presses her lips to mine. She's soft and gentle with me to start off.

I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. Next, I feel lips against my neck sucking hickeys into my skin. I feel rheas tongue brush against my lips and I part them for her. I'm lost in the kiss and for a second I forget that 2 people are watching us.

Next thing I know both sets of lips are removed from my body and I am pinned down. I look up and see Dom looking straight back, straddling my lap. His hands that are pinning my wrists are seamlessly swapped for Rhea's. "be a good girl for us" he tells me as he moves from my lap to in between my legs.

He lines himself up and slowly pushes into my cunt. My eyes water as I adjust to his size. He begins to move when he thinks I'm ready. He slowly thrust in and out of me and the pain I feel slowly begins to fade and be replaced by pleasure.

He moves a hand down from my hip and places his thumb on my clit. He slowly rubs Figure 8's into my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting. Tears of pleasure run down my face and out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damian jerking off.

I decided to look at the other members and find they are all masturbating. I am slightly shocked but I only look for a second more. Dom finds my G-spot and begins to hit it with every thrust.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back and let moans leave my mouth freely. I can hear the grunts from all the other members as I feel my orgasm approaching. "can I please cum, Daddy?" I say after being interrupted by moans several times.

"I think you've been a good enough girl," he says and I let out breathy thank yous as my release hits me like a bus. He cums at the same time as me and fucks me through my orgasm. He slowly comes to a stop and takes his hand away from clit.

After a few seconds, we've both caught our breaths and he carefully pulls out. "let's get you cleaned up sweetie" he says kissing me on the lips before getting up from his place in the bed.

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Sorry for not posting. Love ya-gremlin💋💕💗

If you write for MJF, can I request Max being his usual mean and nasty self to everyone else but being super kind around his girl? Everyone would be so bewildered by the sudden change when she walks in the room and he’s suddenly super sweet😭

Thanks for requesting MJF, I love the little shithead. And I agree with you, Max is so soft at heart...at least for his lady. Hope you like it!

Get Out (MJF x Reader)

"Un-fucking-believable! Where the hell do they breed idiots like you? The place needs to be evaporated!" Maxwell was furious. Just yesterday, he told the production team he needed an assistant that was smarter than 'Mark' or whatever his name was . And today, they brought HER in. She was even dumber, and he didn't think that was possible.

"I specifically told you I wanted pink and yellow roses, a dozen each. Didn't I?"

The small woman in front of him couldn't answer, she was too busy trying to suppress her sobs. It didn't help much, the tears were streaming down her face nonetheless.

"ANSWER ME!" Maxwell's voice bounced off the walls, and his new, soon to be fired assistant finally gave a weak 'yes' as reply.

"Then why the fuck are these just yellow roses?!"

The female whiped away some tears with her sleeve before mumbling the florist didn't have any pink roses today.

MJF got real close to her face, the tips of their noses almost brushing. Then, he put his finger to his ear and yelled once more. "Speak up!!!"

"Max, come on. Just let it go." Even Shawn pitied the poor woman, and that had to mean something.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Spears, I can't remember asking for your opinion." Just as he was about to get into his friend's face, there was a knock on the door.

When he turned around and prepared himself to yell at whoever interrupted his rant, he saw your head pop in. "Hey babe. Can I come in? Or is now a bad time?" His whole face lit up once he heard your voice, it was simply music to his ears. He swiftly moved over to you to to pull you into a tight hug.

"Awww, Princess, there is never a bad time for you to show up." His voice was saccharine, the love and admiration he had for you prominent in every syllable. He brushed his nose against yours before softly pecking your lips.

It was always funny to Shawn how MJF's voice just changed once you were around. Everybody backstage loved you, and although you were a nice person, it was mostly due to the fact that once you were there, MJF would leave everybody else alone. Shawn knew that now was the time to dismiss himself, and so he left without another word.

The assistant, whose name MJF couldn't even remember, apparently didn't get the memo and still stood in the exact same spot. When Maxwell noticed, he motioned for her to leave and added a quiet 'get out' to get his point across. She really was dumber than Mark, because even then she didn't move. He walked over to her, Burberry scarf waving around his neck when he gabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her towards the door. "Get. Out." He emphasized once more before finally pushing her out of the room. After he closed the door behind him, he leaned against it and sighed.

"Aww, baby, are you having a rough day?" You said to him as you walked over and started playing with his scarf.

He then realized he had forgotten about the roses, and moved over to hand them to you. "I'm really sorry, I know you like pink roses, too, but-"

He gave you a lopsided grin as response. "Everything's fine now that you are here, Princess." You smiled at the pet name, you always thought it didn't suit you. You were by no means close to what you imagined a princess to be, but Max disagreed. To him, you were perfect. Perfectly mannered, perfectly shaped, perfectly everything. And the best part of it: You were all his.

"They're beautiful, Maxie. I love them." You stated before inhaling the smell of the flowers and then setting them down on the table.

"And I love you, Maxwell." You added as you ran your fingers through his hair.

He smiled at you before leaning down to capture your lips once more, tender at first, but growing more and more needy with each passing second.

And then there was another knock on the door. Max pulled away, his face distorted with anger. He couldn't wait to see the idiot that was dumb enough to interrupt his tender moment with you.

When the door opened, it was his assistant again.

"I am really sorry, but I forgot my pho-" Before she could even finish her sentence, Maxwell had grabbed the phone off the table and threw it into her general direction, so fast and hard that she didn't stand a chance to catch it. With a loud crack, it hit the concrete floor.

MJF glared at her before shouting another 'Get out'.

"Baby, I think you should try to be a little bit nicer." You scolded him.

"But Princess, am I not treating you nicely?"

"You do. But I was talking about being nice to OTHER people. Please? For me." You gave his arm a light squeeze, loving the feeling of hus muscles flexing beneath your touch.

He rested his forehead against yours and sighed. "Alright, I'll try. For you."

*slides over a hair tie and mcdonald’s receipt*

please take this as payment for my request of witchy woman saving the house from an attack in the ring

A/N: GASSPPPP… you’re evil. But imma do it cuz I love you

Saved.

Poly!HOB x their witchy woman

Requested: by my beloved @igncrxntripley

Warnings: slight mentions of blood injury, fluff

The house were always in control, no one ever doubted that… but right now- you hated to admit it but they were getting their asses kicked. The JAS had bombarded them in the ring, you were beyond angry. You knew you were best staying backstage but the anger rising through your body made you act impulsively. Seeing your sister and their little ‘family’ really pissed you off. You threw your jacket off, making a beeline for the curtain and running down the ramp.

The pop you received was amazing, most of the crowd probably thought you were out to help JAS. you hopped in the ring, stopping for a moment before pulling Anna off of Julia.

“What the hell y/n?!! She was down-” before she could finish, you punched her square in the jaw. The crowd went wild, before you got down and started laying down punch after punch on your sister. You made quick work of her, before quickly looking around to see the condition of everyone else. Most had seemed to do their best to pull Anna out of the ring, seemingly retreating… all but one.

Sammy Guevara.

He was laying a beat down on buddy, before you pulled him away. He stared at you in shock, before you blew the black mist in his face. Malakai watched on, a proud grin on his face as sammy rolled out of the ring, yelling in pain.

The crowd was going insane as you helped buddy up, the readhead throwing an arm around your shoulders

“That’s our girl…” he mumbled, pressing a small kiss to the side of your head. You blushed lightly, pulling Julia to your other side as you checked on her.

“Jules.. you’re bleeding.” You cringed slightly, touching around her lip. The blonde shrugged, only smiling at you.

“That doesn’t matter… you just saved our asses”

You all walked backstage together, buddy and Julia still at your side and brody and malakai behind you. You all sat down together, which mostly consisted of you tending to some wounds.

“That was very courageous of you Mijn liefje… thank you” he muttered to you, kissing your cheek softly. Your cheeks burned read, shaking your head.

“You guys would’ve done the same for me… now- who’s next?”

(Little short but I hope you enjoyed ml <3)

☁︎ their little flower ☁︎

Yandere! Lo'ak! x Human! Stockholm Syndrome! Fem! Reader! x Yandere! Neyetem!

Warnings: Manipulation. Held captive. Brainwash. Care givers. Short. Not proof read.

synopsis : 'your our baby, we have to protect you. Out there is evil, filth, and horrible na'vi. You need us, my love.. our flower..'

"No, she needs to eat that first, not that." Neteyam explained to Lo'ak who hummed in reply. They entered their shaved cave like home that the Sully brothers did up specially for a special someone. They had just snuck some 'human food' from the labs and now were coming home to delivour and stay. "Flower, we're home!" Lo'ak called out, bit hearing no one they looked at eachother with concerned gazes.

The brothers put the food down and began frantically searching for their baby, until finally their eyes laid apon her. She stood just outside the back door of the cage, her hair tied back as reached up, collecting fruit from a tree growing in the back. "Syulang(flower)!" Neteyam sighed in relife and they both ran over, making the timy human squeak in reply as the boys leaned down and basically crush her between them, engulphing her in a hug. "Why are you out of the cave..?" Lo'ak asked her with a slightly irritated tone.

"I-In the book you got me from the la-labs.. said fruit is just right to p-pick around th-this time.. I thought maybe I could make us something.." she said softly, her small five fingered hand guestering to the basket full of fruit, and Neteyam couldn't help but smile. Their baby was adorable. "Well thank you, my love. That was very thoughtful." He said, then Lo'ak spoke, "However." He started and cupped her cheek to make her look up at him.

"You do not set foot out of that cave without me, or Neteyam. Understand?" He asked and Y/n nodded, "alright.. I'm sorry. But may I still use the fruit?" She asked and they nodded, "Of course, Tiny." With that the boys lead her inside with her basket, both feeling rage but didn't want to take it out on their sweet little secret. However, part of them knew that she would never leave... they knew her mind was clouded by lies and torment.  Their lies and torment.

As the males put away the food, Y/n felt her oxygen leaving her lungs, like they did every six hours. Neteyam and Lo'ak tricked the scientists to create a substance for humans to breath na'vi air for a certain amount of time, and kept getting new suplis of it every week. "Air.." she said, panting heavily as she leanton the cave wall. Neteyam rushed over, taking her jaw to make her look up, then forced her to drink the right amount.

She struggled for a moment in his arms, then finally she gasped, leaning into him and he rubbed her back. "It's ok, my dear.. I got you.. I got you.." he reassured as Lo'ak came over with a wood made cup of water. She gratefully took it in her small hands and lifted it to her lips, slowly drinking it. Their eyes alone basically devoured her, and she was so oblivious to it.

"Hey baby.. would you ever run away.. from us..?" Lo'ak asked her, kneeling down and cupping her cheek, treating her like he was asking a child is they took the last cookie. "Hm? N-no.. I belong here.." she said, and Neteyam came behind her, tilting her head up to look at him. "Good girl.. you are our precious.. right?" He asked as Lo'ak leaned forward, planting a kiss on her chest.

"Ye-yes of course.." she reassured him, her mind to boggled, too lost, to gone to realise their sweet, caring words were just extra bits of manipulation ti make her mind fall deeper and deeper into a illusion of lies. "Good.. because you are ours. Ours forever.." Lo'ak finished, biting down on her throat, making the girl gasp which was soon muffled by Neteyams lips on hers. "Our flower..".