Spider DNA 🕷️

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

The Only Important Voice - Lewis Hamilton

Request from @saraghae7492974900173 - Can I ask Lewis who has a shy girlfriend and compliments her a lot but she almost never does it back because she's shy, so when she does it he's always a bit shocked?

Shy!reader

No part 2 requests please

"Can I wear this?" Y/n murmurs looking through Lewis' wardrobe. Never liking to ask, but always being too polite to just take it despite Lewis always telling her to just take anything she wants from his wardrobe.

"The blue one?" Lewis asks with a smile moving over and taking it off the hanger when she nods. He puts it on over her head and smiles as her head reappears through the head hole of the fluffy jumper. "It already looks better on you."

Y/n can't even hide her grin before he moves back and looks at the jumper that is maybe drowning her a little but he literally always wants this woman wearing his clothes, he loves seeing it more than anything else in the world.

"Ready to go?" Lewis asks making her shake her head quickly jogging to grab her shoes and her bag before smiling.

"Ready."

Y/n is certainly a woman of few words and actually Lewis doesn't feel the need to constantly talk, though he certainly has more confidence than y/n but he's happy to just have her there and when she does have her moments of higher confidence.

They're flying out to Barcelona ahead of the GP and y/n really wants to go to the beach later.

Since they're flying directly from Canada after the race weekend there. It's a long flight but with the time difference the beach will probably be a welcome warmth and reason to keep themselves awake to try and force themselves to adjust with it.

Y/n actually ends up using the flight as an opportunity to braid Lewis' hair since they unbraided it and did a deep wash and condition ahead of the flight.

She's one of few people that isn't technically a professional that he trusts to braid his hair without sort of just fucking it up.

"You can take a break if you need." Lewis states feeling her pause and looking back to see her flexing her hands.

"No, it's ok. I'm almost done." Y/n mumbles making him grab at her hand and kiss her knuckles gently.

"I owe you big time now." Lewis states earning a small nod and smile.

"Thank you." Y/n smiles a little bashful before she gets back to focusing on the task in hand.

Another hour later she's finished and smiles brightly as Lewis gets up and moves to look in the mirror at the final product. Not that he even needs visual confirmation that it was going to look great, that's why he trusts y/n so much. But he just likes seeing how creative she's got with it.

It's when he moves back to his seat that y/n gets up moving to the toilet to wash her hands of the gel before she sits down looking at the older man.

"You look so pretty."

Now Lewis gives y/n a million compliments a day, just because he wants to make sure she knows just how much he loves her and how much he is genuinely obsessed with her. But he compliments feel like cupid's arrow isn't just striking his heart, it's like cupid is using it as a pin cushion for all his arrows.

"I look pretty?" Lewis echoes making her get almost giddy before she leans forward kissing him in a spark of confidence, maybe or certainly is because of her tiredness.

"You look very pretty, Lewis...you always do." Y/n whispers then squeaking when Lewis lifts the armrest up from between them and pulls her into his lap.

"It's all your work. You made my hair look amazing." Lewis smiles kissing her softly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Y/n shrugs then leaning to rest her head on his shoulder.

There's a lot of moments (just about every moment that she's there with him) that Lewis realises how dull his life was without her, even if she is so quiet some people would assume her presence adds little to a room. But for Lewis, she is the centre of a room and actually he feels much more comfortable when she's there than when she's not. Sometimes he even feels a change in atmosphere before he realises she's in the room.

Everything fell into place with y/n.

And her compliments, while rare, he can't help but have the knowledge that she wants to say much more but it's in the moments she does speak up that she is completely overwhelmed by her admiration of him to the point she can't help herself from speaking her thoughts that usually remain so silent and kept to herself.

"I love you and you are so gorgeous." Lewis states with a grin making her gets as flustered as she always does.

"I love you too." Y/n murmurs before she sighs softly looking at his hand. "Do you think you could help me choose a tattoo? I love all of yours so much."

Another compliment?

"How tired are you feeling?" Lewis laughs a little making her almost whine at the fact that he is right but she can't sleep if she wants her body clock to adjust to European timezones again.

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.

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.

Hi! I was wondering if you could write something about Guanyu x curvy short reader, I think he’ll be very supportive of his partner…

I love your work!

Okay, so I am a short girly but not a curvy one so I tried my best, hope it's what you were after! It was nice to write for Guanyu, I have a big soft spot for him!

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Guanyu simply loved the way you felt in his arms - the way your skin was always warm beneath his touch. You were addictive, and he wasn’t ashamed to show everyone just how you made him feel - always having to playfully smack his hands away when he started getting a little handsy throughout the paddock. 

The best part of your relationship was truly that you never doubted how he felt about you, even when others tried to plant those seeds of doubt in your mind, he’d always be there to brush those feelings away. As a shorter, curvier person, not the slender-model type like the rest of the drivers’ WAGs, people would always have something to say that you didn’t fit into the mould they had in their minds. But Guanyu? He paid them no mind. 

It was almost as if he’d known you’d been lurking online again - doom scrolling until you had to throw your phone across the room.

“Smells delicious, Tùzǐ**.” He hummed softly, coming up behind you - wrapping his arms around your middle as you cooked. “You spoil me.”

You smiled softly in response, turning just enough to hold a spoonful of sauce towards him. “You haven’t even tried it yet! Now, open up.”

His eyes sparkled as he took the spoon into his mouth, a deep groan escaping him. “That’s amazing… Do you have anything else to do or is it just cooking away?”

“Just cooking away, why?”

He removed the spoon from your hand, placing it gently on the counter before fully turning you around - taking your waist in his hands, gently squeezing. You couldn’t help the giggles he tore from you as he began tracing his fingers under your shirt. “Baby, please… I’m cooking!”

“I just can't get enough of you… is it not a recipe that’ll taste better if you just let it cook for a while?” He questioned, raising a brow. 

You playfully shoved him away and turned back to your sauce - biting your lip to stop your lips curving into a smile as he whined behind you, his arms wrapping around you once again, pressing kisses along your shoulders. He leant in close, lowering his voice to a whisper. “You’ve been online again, haven’t you?”

“...How could you tell?” You whispered back, using a fork to pull a piece of spaghetti out of the neighbouring pan, placing it between your lips. 

“Your shoulders…” He ran his hands across your shoulders, gently cascading them down your forearms. “They tense right up when you’ve been reading all of that nonsense… you do know it’s nonsense, right?”

You allowed him to turn you in his arms again, his dark brown flickering across your face - imploring you to be honest with him. He caught your face in his hands as you tried to look away, cupping your cheeks - brushing his thumb across your skin. “It’s nonsense, Tùzǐ**... you’re gorgeous, beautiful, sexy. None of what those online trolls think matter okay..? Just me and you.”

He rested his forehead against yours, you smiled at him softly. 

“...just me and you.”

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**Romanised Chinese for Rabbit/Bunny (according to google lol) thank u @danielfuckingricciardo for helping me angel, mwah x

Sorry for the delay!!

Bruised - LN

Summary: Y/n manages to get herself in a tangle in a Quadrant karting video and Lando doesn't exactly handle it well.

No part 2 requests please

"I think this is going to be fun." Y/n grins as she changes in the little make shift changing room while on call to Lando since he can't be there for the video.

"Baby, ribs! Rib protector please." Lando stresses watching her about to pull on the upper half of the suit.

"I'm going to be fine. Stop panicking." Y/n dismisses then grinning. "Will and Max think you've given me some secret lessons or something."

"I mean you did get on the karts in Bahrain." Lando hums before sighing. "I'm sorry I'm not there."

"Don't be silly. I'm happy being here and you have things to do. Everyone understands." Y/n promises earning nod as she puts the rib protector on. "I'm not going to lie. This isn't the most comfortable thing to wear."

"Y/n? You ready?!" Max asks knowing on the door making her smile and pick up her phone as she moves outside.

"So ready." Y/n grins making the Brit smile while she turns looks back at her phone. "Alright, I'll talk to you after and let you know how it goes."

"Please be careful and don't...get too competitive like you usually do. Half of them don't kart and definitely don't expect you to be as good as you are." Lando states hating how he sounds when he says it, but it's almost definitely true.

"How rude. I'll have to safely teach them a lesson. Ok, love you bye."

"Love you too."

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"Lando is going to kill us. He doesn't get mad...very often." Max groans then pinching the bridge of his nose as he slumps back. "He's going to kill me specifically."

They're sitting in A&E following y/n managing to spin, and then flip her kart absolutely smashing her chest off the steering wheel. Max has never seen her cry, and after witnessing it once, he's certain he never wants to see it again.

"She'll be alright mate." Will states though even he, not knowing y/n very well, could tell she was in a serious amount of pain.

Another 30 minutes later, y/n is walking out with a nurse and a bag that looks to be medication of some sort but her eyes are still bloodshot.

"Hey, what's the verdict?" Max asks as they quickly standup.

"Bruised sternum, one cracked rib. A little ache in her neck to keep an eye on, we couldn't find anything in the tests but obviously we want to be careful with necks." The nurse smiles sadly. "Plenty of rest and taking it easy for a good few weeks with some painkillers. She'll be alright."

"Oh great. Thank you." Will nods with a smile before the nurse leaves and he looks at Max. "Lando is going to kill us. I was hoping there'd be a couple bruises and she was just being dramatic from some shock."

"How you feeling?" Max asks looking at y/n while smiles.

"Ok at the moment, they gave me some pretty intense drugs to take the pain away...I couldn't stop moving from the pain and they needed me to stay still for the scans and stuff." Y/n mumbles earning a nod from the older man. "I assume you guys haven't told Lando?"

Suddenly it dawns on Max that having waited to tell Lando will also earn annoyance from his childhood friend.

"I'll handle it. I think hearing from me is going to be better."

"He's going to freak out." Max sighs making her smile sadly at him since as much as she wants to pretend he won't. Lando definitely will.

"How bad is a bruised sternum?" Will asks making Max look at him with a grimace and y/n seem to think.

"I felt like someone was stabbing my chest everything time I took a breath in." Y/n states honestly making Will pull a face. "But right now it feels fine...they got me on some good stuff in there."

As they step out, y/n decides she wants to lie down so Will lets her take the passenger seat and recline it before she picks up her phone which had been left in the car anyway, actually along with both Max's and Will's phones since in the rush to help her into he hospital they just didn't think to grab them. Clearly Lando senses something is off because she's got 13 messages and a missed call.

"Hey, baby." Y/n greets as he picks up on the first ring.

"Hey. One sec. I just need to get to my room." Lando mumbles clearly having been caught mid conversation and exiting in order to speak to his girlfriend. "What's going on why was no one answering me?"

"I...crashed pretty hard so Will and Max had to take me to the hospital-I'm fin-"

"You crashed?! Why did no one tell me? And why was it so bad you needed to go to hospital?" Lando asks the annoyance immediately obvious and his volume can be heard by both Max and Will. "Are you ok?"

"A little roughed up...bruised my sternum and cracked a rib. But I'm fine. They got me on the good painkillers and sent me away with some to keep taking since...well a bruised sternum actually hurts pretty bad." Y/n explains wincing just at the memory of the pain she was in. "I'm still catching my flight back to you tonight, don't worry."

"Yeah, tell him I'll be coming with you to make sure you're alright on the flight." Max states since he feels bad.

"You're a braver man than me." Will comments earning a small smile from y/n.

"Tell him to bring the footage, I want to see exactly what happened."

"Hey, don't get like that. Max wasn't even on track, I did it completely on my own...I don't know how I did it. But It was all me." Y/n states trying to make Lando calm down but he won't until he sees her in person. "Look we'll have to go. But I'll see you soon."

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Landing in Nice, Y/n is actually getting on a flight for the next race weekend with Lando since that was always the plan.

"Careful. Careful! The painkillers from the hospital are starting to wear off and the ones they gave me haven't kicked in yet." Y/n hisses when Lando tries to march over and check her injuries.

"Fuck sake, y/n." Lando sighs making her smile lightly.

"I'm sorry. I really don't know what happened." Y/n pouts making him huff before he looks at Max. "Be nice, he ran out to me as soon as it happened and he carried me and yelled at the doctors when they wouldn't let him come in."

Lando grumbles a little but moves over to his friend and sighs handing the keys to the car to him.

"You can stay at my place. Don't wreck it." Lando states than pausing. "Thanks for coming with her and taking care of her...She's very adamant it's her fault and you took care of her so I owe you."

"I'll let Will know we're not going to die." Max laughs earning a smile. "Alright, go on. I'll make sure your car gets back safe."

"Thank you-sorry for freaking out it's just-"

"I get it. I freaked out when it happened...are you sure you want the footage?"

Lando hesitates looking back at y/n who is talking to the flight attendant for the jet.

"No. I do want to see it, but maybe once she's healed."

"I'm surprised you're still taking her."

"Oh she'll be camping out in the hotel. I just want her close." Lando states with a small frown. "We do have to go, but we'll catch up properly later yeah?"

They do exchange a quick hug before Lando moves over to y/n and smiles kissing her.

"Let's go...I am going to get you to relay everything the doctors said." Lando states earning a nod.

Y/n looks at Lando with a small smile before they climb up into the jet with y/n blowing Max a kiss before she disappears inside.

The bruise on her sternum has started to really appear and it's almost black.

"Baby..." Lando grimaces making her pout since actually she is a little overwhelmed. Everything suddenly catching up to her. "Does it hurt?"

"A little but...it just...I don't know. I hate that it happened." Y/n sniffles before moving to hug him but Lando moves back.

"Hold on, if you lie down and I'll lie with you, I just don't want you to make it worse if the pain gets worse." Lando states earning a nod.

A bruised sternum can be a pretty common injury in karting, not like it is any less serious but in bad crashes or accidents it can happen.

Y/n does fall asleep and Lando can't help but spend the whole flight just watching her breathe, too worried about her to be able to settle and rest especially with the knowledge that it does hurt like hell if those painkillers wear off and he wants to be able to jump at the ready when that happens.

"I can feel you watching me." Y/n mumbles after he notices her breaths get a little shorter and shallower.

"Is it hurting?" He asks, ignoring her comment as she nods. "Is the painkillers in your bag?"

"Mhm..." Y/n nods looking like she's definitely in more pain and it's increasing by the second.

He gets her the painkillers which definitely hurt more to go down than she was expecting.

"Fuck...they said it might hurt more when I've been sleeping but...fuck I didn't expect this." Y/n states trying not to hiccup as tears full her eyes.

It takes nearly an hour for they to set in and Lando feels restless not being able to do anything to help the pain.

"I shouldn't have let you go for the video." Lando mutters making her frown.

"Hey, you didn't know I'd manage some stupid crash. Don't even try to blame yourself. It's my fault. I crashed, I caused it and you know I would've told you to fuck off if you'd tried to stop me." Y/n frowns while he frowns back at her. "Lando."

"I still should've at least been there, I could've rearranged."

"I'm alive, I'll heal and saying you could've done something. Ok, well I could've just not crashed. But I did...All I want is you to lie with me and tell me that everything will be fine and that's all I need."

Lando softens a little since y/n never fails to just communicate everything when she tells him what she wants from him especially in times when she's feeling a little stressed or upset.

"I can definitely do that." Lando smiles leaning over and kissing her. "Are the painkillers properly kicked in?"

"Yeah. They're working, I promise."

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.

*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)

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Thinking about....

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Scents you but says it's just him cuddling you when in reality he can't stand having your co-workers scent on you.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- Presses up against you while your cooking saying it's just because he misses your body heat but in reality he just wants to press his huge bulge onto your thighs and grind.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- At night walks into your room and steals your panties whole your asleep. Then jacks off to them in his own room whimpering and moaning like a desperate pervert.

●HYBRID WOLF BANGCHAN WHO- When he gets his first heat with you does a full 360 and jumps on you the minute it hits. He's fucking you anywhere. And then breeding you. Your so fucked out you can bearly say anything. Thick long cock stretching you out so *good* it's making you cry. "Take it..take my fucking seed..yes yes yes fuck.." He growls in your ear while fucking into you deeper. Your breasts press against the marble counter as he keeps going. You've came how many times now? Three? Four? Your not counting anymore. Everything is going well until..until you feel a crazy pain in your womb which makes you pull away from Chan but he grabs your hips hard "Don't you dare..don't you fucking dare.. stay still Goddamit..*yes* yes yes..shit-ah..stay still.. " Chan says in a deep rough voice his cock head swelling up stretching you even more..making you cry out in pain. Chan fills you up with his seed making your eyes roll back on how full you were. After awhile he pulls back to see his cum dripping down your thighs but he smirks. With a harsh thrust he enters you again "Baby..we ain't done until my dick can't take it anymore.." Chan says covering your mouth with his hand and thrusting into you harder..this was going to be a long night..

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°IM SORRY IF ITS BAD!! IM A NEW WRITER AND THIS CAME TO MIND!! LOVE YA!!°

Hello! Could you write a fanfiction in which someone hurt the reader (wife) and she didn't tell Thomas until he found out himself. Maybe he saw bruises on her body? Thank you girly❤️

Damn! I'm a sucker for protective Tommy. You got me with this one x

A Small Mishap

Pairing- Thomas Shelby and Reader

Warnings- swearing, mention of violence 18+

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"Shit, shit, shit," Isaiah blurted out, as he helped you up off the floor. He was meant to be walking you home. But, a fight had broken out in the pub. Men drunk after a day of losing money.

They had been thrown out onto the street, of course. Plenty of peaky men around to sort out trouble. It had all started, just as your shift was ending. Chairs had been thrown, glasses smashed, as chaos ensued.

You were Thomas Shelby's wife, no one dared look at you. Let alone shove you out of the way. Luckily, you had only bounced off a chair, landing on the floor. Some bruised ribs, and a bump on the back of your head.

You would live. No one else would, if Tommy found out.

"Why are you panicking?" you queried, brushing your dress down again. This was bloody new! Now it was full of stale beer.

"Mrs Shelby.." he began, but you shoved his shoulder.

"Sorry, Y/n. You know what Tom’s like, when it comes to you. I'm dead, I'm a fucking dead man. Before I'm twenty one." his Birmingham accent was deep, as he panicked. Pacing the pub.

“No one is dead, for goodness sake,” you chastised Isaiah. “It will be fine, you are over reacting. We just keep quiet,”

Still muttering under his breath, he walked you home. Making sure you got inside, before he scooted off. The light was on upstairs, Tommy must be home. Making your way up to find him, you plastered a smile on your face.

Ignoring the pain in your ribs, ignoring the dull ache in your head.

You found Tommy in the bath, in front of the fire. Clothes discarded on a chair, stained with blood. Something had happened. Sensing your presence, he turned his head.

“Here she is, ey,” he mused, “My beloved wife,”

Kneeling next to him, you kissed his full lips. “You’re home early, Tommy,” you noted. Ignoring the stained clothes there. Ask no questions, hear no lies.

“It’s late, princess. And you’re back late, was it busy?” He asked. Shit, you hadn’t realised how late it actually was.

“Hmm,” you responded, as you stood back up. Deciding to just go to bed, catching your hand he pulled you back. A grin on his face.

“Why don’t you come in here, and join me?” He queried, wet hands snaking along your body. Smiling, you bent to kiss him again. Thinking of an excuse, so he wouldn’t see your injuries.

“I’ve got a headache, Tommy,” you lied, “I’m just going to go to bed,” Stroking your cheek, he nodded.

“Ok, I won’t be long,” he assured you. As you left him to go to bed.

Quickly stripping, you observed yourself in the mirror. The side of your ribs now purple, and sore. Wincing you slipped your nightie on, and climbed into bed.

When you woke the next morning, you found yourself alone. Head pounding, from where you had banged it. Groaning, you rolled over. Realising the house was quiet, Tommy must have left early for work.

You just hoped no gossip from the pub, had reached him. You knew how he could over react. Slipping from the bed, you lifted your nightie. Standing in front of the mirror, “Shit,” you sighed.

This bruise was going to be hard to hide. You could always say you had your period. Yeah, that was a good plan.

“What the fuck is that?!” You heard the voice of your husband, from the doorway.

Gasping, you jumped with shock. Thinking he had gone to work already. But no, here he was.

Standing in the doorway, with a pot of tea for you. Slamming the teapot and cup down, he strode over to you. Lifting your nightie back up.

“Oh… it’s nothing Tommy. Just a small mishap,” You answered, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him good morning.

“A mishap!!” He vented. “A fucking mishap!”

Bending down to look, you hissed as he touched your skin. “Start talking Y/n, or I will hunt everyone in Small Heath down to find out,”

Walking to the nightstand, you picked up your tea. Sipping slowly, “Thomas..” you started, as you fluttered your lashes at him.

“No,” he warned you, “That’s not going to work, and don’t Thomas me. Start talking,”

Huffing, you gently lowered yourself onto the bed. “I’m not one of your men. I am your wife, so please don’t speak to me like that,”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, as he lit a cigarette. Waiting to hear your story, impatiently tapping his foot.

"There was a little scuffle in the pub, that's all. I got in the way, but I'm fine," you smiled, sipping your tea. Oooh, you would need to take something for this headache.

"A little scuffle!!" he shouted, "Who put their hands on my wife, ey?!! I want the name, Y/n!"

"Thomas, you are over reacting. It was a..."

"Yeah, mishap," he cut you off, now dragging his suit jacket on. "His name, Y/n. I will find out, you know I will,"

Rolling your eyes, you placed your favourite china cup down. And walked towards him, placing your hands gently on his biceps. "I don't know the name, it was an accident. So please, just don't go and get into a fight,"

Holding your face, he sighed. "I love you, baby," He led you towards the bed, "You rest, I will be back soon, yeah?" Winking, he walked away.

"Tommy!" you called after him, but you knew any argument was futile. You just felt sorry for the poor man.

It was only a small mishap.