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The way of his frustration 👀18+

song rec: Feel you- faaruka

Warnings: HEAVY ASS FUCKING SMUT. MINORS DNI. swearing, Solo Sikoa (had to write him as a warning cuz tbh he ain't my fav rn), pet names, mentions of violence.

A/N note: I'm so sorry I've gone off the radar, but I'm back now! this isn't a story for minors, so pls get off my page if you are a minor. XOXO

Pairing: Solo Sikoa (Joseph Yokozuna Fatu) x Fem! reader

tags: @harmshake ❤️ @wrestlingprincess80 💗 @whatdoeseverybodywant 🩵

You knew almost automatically when you heard Roman's entrance music, your husband was going to come home fucking pissed.

Late on Saturday night, you we're watching summer Slam on the wide screen in the basement, wanting to see your man in action, and fuck was he looking good. maybe the bleached hair was growing on you...

You weren't aware of the script, not knowing Roman was going to come back and screw Solo out of the championship.

Swearing to yourself, you quickly make your way down to the basement. Once again, you were about to be late to watch the main event of summer Slam, except this time, it was your husband.

Sitting on the reclining chairs, you turned the TV on, tuning into the first fifteen minutes of his match, and already found yourself getting hot. The way he was throwing Cody around reminded you of the way he could pick you up and throw you.

You watched the match almost to the entirety, zoning out part of the time from thinking of your husband, you snapped out of your dazed moment when you heard the familiar entrance music.

"oh fuck."

With your eyes wide, you sit forward, watching the t.v with wide eyes, certain you hadn't gotten told about the script change.

After Solo's match, you found yourself needing to do other things, to calm yourself down, sexually and non. Your man had looked so fucking good, but you were so fucking pissed about how he hadn't gotten a fair chance at the title.

Closer to Monday he was finally on his way home, and you were so fucking excited.

You were sitting on the couch when you heard the front door open, and felt your heart stutter. Not because you were nervous, but because you could literally feel the tension and anger that rolled off of him in waves.

"hey baby" He groaned out, dropping his bags, and making his way over.

You bit your lip at the sound of his voice, rubbing your thighs together as he made his way over, leaning up to kiss him, your hands going to his hair.

"mm well that's a nice welcome home" He chuckled deeply, his hand going to your chin as he kissed you back.

"you want dinner?" You ask after the heated kiss, watching him, although if he says yes, you might just jump on him anyways.

"hm that depends, are you my dinner?" He smirks to you, lifting you up by your thighs, pulling you close.

You laugh at the sudden movement and the implication of his words, before you hum quietly "well I'm making quesadilla's, but I could be your dinner if you need"

He kisses you, slowly making his way to the bedroom, moving a little slower due to the match on saturday.

He pulls away to throw you onto the bed, pulling his shirt over his head as he watches you with dark eyes.

You scurry up to the headboard, pulling off your shirt and your breath hitches as you saw his chest. "my beautiful man" you whisper softly, tugging him closer by the waistband on his pants.

"All you mama's" He groans out, kissing you again, taking his pants off quickly, needing to be inside of you as fucking quickly as he could be.

Tugging your pants off, you threw them to the side, not caring about where they landed.

You pulled away from the kiss to run your hand through the buzz cut, and your breath hitches as you look into his eyes. "my fucking tribal chief" you whisper to him. His eyes darken a considerable amount and he grabs your hips, flipping you over, ignoring the tiny squeak of surprise that had come from your throat.

"I'll buy a new pair" You were entirely confused at what he meant, until you felt your underwear get literally torn down the middle. "You rip my bra, i will kill you" You warn, your breath hitching when you felt a warm tounge press against your clit. He chuckles, the vibrations dancing off his tounge onto your clit, making you whine quietly. "Solo" you whine out, backing up more. "I'm gonna eat this fuckin' pussy like a starvin' man" was your only warning before you felt his tounge enter you, making you gasp and your eyes roll back, holding onto the pillow.

He smirks from behind you, pushing a hand up and cupping your breast, licking your clit, before plunging his tounge into you again, starting to eat you out. You moan out, throwing your head down against the pillow, moaning into it. He gently nips at your clit, making you gasp and whimper, slowly becoming a writhing mess under him.

"that's my girl, c'mon" He growls into your pussy, bringing a hand back to smack your ass, making you whimper as you close your eyes. "C'mon baby, don't you wanna make me feel better? cum for me" He growls to you, continuing to eat you out. He did this thing with his tounge where he quickly flicks it up and down, and it made you see stars. "Oh shit, fuck, solo-" You moan out, grinding your hips back against his face.

With a sudden groan, he pulled back, flipping you over again as he leans down, kissing you. You moan at the taste of him and you, wrapping your legs around his waist, feeling the material of his boxers. He chuckles, hearing your whine about him having his boxers on still "breathe, mama's" He hums, leaning down to kiss your shoulder, and down your arm, before kissing the side of your stomach, his fingers tracing circles into your bra cup "should I take this off?" He teases, pressing a kiss to the cup.

"please" You whine impatiently, thrusting your hips against his clothed hardness.

He bites his lip as he leans back, grabbing her bra and slowly moving around to the back of it, unclipping it and pulling it off, groaning at the sight of your tits. "shit baby." You blush, whining needily as he leans down, licking and nipping at your right nipple. He chuckles, and massages the other one, going up and kissing you. "you want my dick mama's?" You nod roughly, whining and tugging at the roots of his hair, before you try to use your foot to push down his boxers.

He chuckles at your eagerness, reaching down and un tangling your legs around his waist, before getting off the bed and taking off his boxers.

Your breath hitched at the sheer size of him, 8 inches fully rock hard, precum on the tip that you almost outwardly moaned out, missing him. almost drooling at the beautiful brown color of his dick.

He gets back onto the bed, leaning down to kiss you as he pushes his hand down your body, feeling at your pussy. "shit baby, your wet as fuck." He groans into your mouth, before he sits back, disconnecting the kiss as he leans back on his heels. He grabs your ankles, before slowly pulling you closer, wrapping your legs around his hips. "you ready, Angel?" You nod, watching as he slowly kisses your stomach, hissing at the stretch when he slowly pushes in, whining quietly. "shit no matter how much we do this, you're always so fuckin' tight." He hisses through his teeth at the feeling of you clenching around him, his hips stuttering before he fully pushed into you. You moan out, tightening your legs around him "shit, baby" You moan, leaning up to kiss him, trailing your nails up his back.

He kisses you back, grabbing at your hair, and slowly pushing you back down, starting to move his hips slowly, moaning at how good you felt "fuck Mama's"

You tighten around him, instantly cumming at the feeling of him "holy f-fuck" you whimper out, your nails digging into his back.

He smirks and picks up his pace, leaning down by your ear as he grunts and swears "who's your tribal chief, hm?" He groans into you ear, gasping as he keeps thrusting. "f-fuck you are!" The minute he heard that he pushes deeper into you, cumming. You moan out, your muscles starting to strain, exhaling softly when he collapsed onto you, but freezing as you smelt something burning. "whats that?" he asks quietly, not even lifting his head. "oh fuck...the quesadilla's!"

10 posts!

Damn I just be zooming 🤣

The covers 18+

Warnings: 18+, Smut, swearing,flirting, mention of Swaggersouls real name (Eric Vivian Matthews)

Requested (y/n): The Misfits, Schlatt, and Y/n are all hanging out. Swagger is getting flirty with her and keeps finding reasons to be around her. Towards the end is where the spice starts to kick off. When they're all watching TV, swagger takes Her hand and puts it under his blanket, I'll let you take it from there ❤️ -requested by @samantha-rae-velcher

A/N note: hope you like it girlie ❤️ also it's 3:32 a.m so if there's any mistakes I'll fix it when I get up

So it was pretty close to the early morning. You were starting to get kinda tired,but not you know, bed tired. You guys were currently playing a game of truth or drink,and it was getting pretty heated,and alot of you guys ended up getting pretty drunk.

You had a crush on Eric ever since you could remember,and it was kinda hard but also easy to be around him. Mainly when you guys were with the group,including Schlatt. Eric wrapped his arm around you any chance he could get. Any chance he could get, he would flirt with you. Commenting on your hair,your eyes,and every now and then putting his hand on your inner thigh,and then moving it when he would win.

About halfway into the game Schlatt asked you a really personal question,about your family,and then no one else really wanted to play anymore,knowing how you felt about your family being brought up.

"Hey here's an idea" Fitz says,and Everyone turned to look at him,curious on what the genius who was extremely drunk was gonna try and conjur up this late or should I say early.

"Let's just all sit down,and watch a movie" He finishes his thoughts,and everyone thought that was actually a pretty good idea.

You all went and sat on the couch/automen. Tony getting the corner so he could lay down and end up passing out,Jay getting the spot next to him, Mason spreading out on a couch a little across from the t.v,Matt sitting in a bean bag,Schlatt on the floor,Fitz being curled up with a blanket and a stuffed animal in the corner, and you and Eric sitting on the same couch.

After a bit of debate,you guys threw on a random Disney movie,figuring everyone would end up passing out anyways due to it being rather early,and you ended up leaning against Eric while you watched the movie.

Everyone was asleep at this point except Matt,and you were holding hands with Eric,smiling as though you were sure this was a friend thing,but then it became obvious it was more.

He slowly slid your hand under the blanket,resting it on his crotch as he watched the movie,mostly paying attention to the movie,before grabbing your hand and moving it so you were cupping him through the sweat pants he was wearing.

You stiffled a gasp at how hard he was,and bit your lip,but you had to make sure it wasn't obvious,because every now and again Matt would look over at you guys.

You started slowly moving your hand back up again,to gently slide it under the waistline of his Sweats,and under his underwear. You looked over at him to make sure that this was okay and you weren't taking anything too far.

Instead of actually verbally answering you,he just grabbed your hand and wrapped it around himself,letting out a soft, shakey breath. As you started to move your hand,you noticed that he had his hand over his mouth and his eyes were glazed over,not paying attention to the movie anymore.

You continued moving your hand,hearing the occasional whimper and whine leave his lips,and it just made you want him even more. Right before he was at the edge,he grabbed your hand to move it off of him.

You looked over at him,slightly confused,but he wasn't paying attention to you,so you got up,stretched,and told the two you were heading to bed. Matt nodded,he was half unconscious anyways,and Eric looked at you,and grabbed your wrist,pulling you up stairs.

You yelped,but kinda figured this would happen anyways,and he basically slams your bedroom door,pushing you against it.

"You really think,you can do that,and I won't punish you?" His breath was warm on your neck,and the raspy sound of his voice sounded like a choir at that moment.

"I didn't do anything, though. You stopped me, " you mumble out,trying to distract yourself from the warmness of his breath.

(Time skip cuz I promised myself no sleep until this was out and ur author is tiredd)

You were both laying in your bed,you were playing with his hair as he was fast asleep,your blanket covering both of you as you smile. Tonight had been everything you had even dreamed of,and more.

The Misfits and Schlatt all busted into your door,and you had to contain your screech,covering Eric's ears on instinct "what the fuck you guys?!" You exclaimed,raising an eyebrow at them

Mason was panting as he said "hah. Schlatt you owe me 50 bucks" and Schlatt grumbled,nodding and rolling his eyes "oh my god get out" you demanded,throwing a sock at them,to which all of their faces turned up in disgust,and they looked at you,looked at Eric, went "love birds~" and ran out of the room giggling like little girls.

#2 w tama

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Earned it -The Weeknd

Viva la Vida - Coldplay

Somebody told me - The Killers

Pretty little devil - Shaya Zamora

The water is fine - Chloe Ament

Love you baby!!

It always starts with a fight

Warnings: gun, Female reader, Y/n used, stealing, slight implications of smut. TW: KASH,nickname

 Pairing: Mickey Milkovich x Fem! Reader

A/n note: I'm sorry I've been so on and off lately! My job started up and I'm going back to school! But I'm back on writing finally!!

Requested (y/n): yes Hey girl!Could you make a Mickey Milkovich x Fem reader?Where the reader works at the Kash n grab, and Mickey comes in and keeps stealing, but at some point the reader surprises him by standing up to him. You can take it from there 

- Samantha ❤️

Request made by: @samantha-rae-velcher

It was a long day,and you were already fucking tired and upset. Kash had cut your pay in half because Mickey fucking Milkovich had been stealing while you were on shifts.

Thats why, today when Mickey walked in, and walked over to a basket, you got ready to grab the gun you had under the counter.

"I'm just gonna take my stuff and go, alright sweet pea? Alright sounds good" Mickey told you,and you gritted your teeth.

He didn't wait for an answer, and just kept walking around grabbing stuff. A Pringles tube, some sour cream, a hot dog packet, and more things you didn't have memorized off the top of your head.

He came up to the counter,smirking at you.

"Now,how about…hm…50 bucks from that cash register?" He asks, although you knew he wasn't asking.

You sighed,and made it look as though you were grabbing the money, before cooking the gun and aiming it at him, clicking off the safety as you did.

"How about you stop calling me fucking sweet pea,and you put the shit back" you demanded,cocking an eyebrow at hom,and motioning to the aisle where he got most of the stuff from.

That, was a mistake you didn't realize you were making.

He grabs the butt of the gun from you,wrenching it out of your hands and turning the barrel of the gun on you, and chuckling.

"Aw sweet pea, did you really assume that you could pull a gun on me?" He scoffed,and put some chips in the bag.

"And those too, sweet pea" Mickey hums out,to which you bit your lip and glared, opening the cash register.

You grabbed the money out of the register, before setting it down,watching as he reached out to grab it,to which you grabbed his hand, flipping him around and pushing him against a wall flipping the neon 'open' sign to 'closed'.

His face switched to one of surprise,which he quickly masked with a cheeky smirk,grounding against you slightly.

You gasped,your eyes widening as you let go of him in sheer surprise, to which he grabbed your waist,pushing you against the wall heavily.

"Never.underestimate.me.again. got it, sweet pea?" You nodded slightly,your eyes still wide as your breath was knocked out of you from him pressing you against the wall.

He grabbed you, the gun, and the cash,slipping the cash into his pocket.

"Thanks for the fun game" mickey hums out,grabbing the groceries and walking up backwards.

You calmed down for a bit before you realized something

"You son of a bitch,gimme my gun back!"

AND DONE!

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