How To Spot Signs And Symptoms Of Breast Cancer 

MASTERLIST

(*) indicates NSFW content

Imagine(s):

Blood, Sweat, and Tears* 

Sweetheart

Need You Tonight

Road Trip

Five More Minutes

Burn It Down

We Miss You

Me and You

Powerbombs & Snuggles

Kinktober: Feeding*

Fic(s):

Don’t Ruin Her (1)

Don’t Ruin Her (2)

Don’t Ruin Her (3)*

Don’t Ruin Her (4)

Don’t Ruin Her (5)*

Darling (1)*

Darling (2)*

Theorie(s):

Theory 1: The Architect & The Blueprint

A Christmas To Remember // Seth Rollins

Requested By -curbstxmp

Pairings: Seth Rollins x Reader

Prompt/Request: Can you do one for Seth Rollins where he proposes to the reader or the reader tells him that they’re pregnant?

Summary: Seth proposes to you while you tell him you are pregnant.

WARNINGS: FLUFF, kissing, proposal.

Word Count: 785

A/N: I choice both btw, cause why not, two surprises in one night.

Seth covered your eyes with both his hands as you picked his present.

“My present first then yours.” Seth demanded as you put his present back down.

Seth helped you up, walking you slowly towards the back door, his hands covering your eyes, as he guided you.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked, as you heard the glass door slide open.

“Outside.” He replied.

“But its cold outside.” You whined, feeling the cool air hit you.

Seth rolled his eyes at your whining.

“Close your eyes.” He demanded, which you closed them for him.

“You’re so bossy.” You muttered.

“I heard that and you love it.” Seth spoke, lifting his hands off your eyes, he quickly took a peek at you to see if you are looking. Seth smiled when he saw your eyes closed.

“Maybe, but you better not leave me out here.” You sighed, as Seth turned on the Christmas lights.

“I won’t, don’t you have trust in me.” Seth spoke.

“A little bit, okay I do, I just don’t want to be out here, I will catch a cold, and you will catch a cold.” You whined.

“I don’t mind being sick with you.” Seth spoke, earning a scoff from you.

Seth quickly walked over towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and pressing a soft kiss against your cheek.

“Open your eyes.” Seth commanded, letting go of your waist as you slowly opened your eyes.

You let out a tiny gasp, your eyes widening in surprise as you looked at the Christmas lights, in the middle of all the lights to see a Will you marry me? Neon sign, you turned around to face Seth your hand covering your mouth to see him kneeling on one knee in front of you holding a ring box with a beautiful diamond ring in it.

“Y/n, we’ve been together for over three years now, and I can’t imagine a life without you in it, I want to grow old with you, you’re the reason for the smile on my face, you keep me going, you are always there for me on my darkest days and good days, and I can’t think of anyone else to spend the rest of my life with but you, will you marry me?” Seth confessed as tears spilled from your eyes, you quickly shook your head yes.

“Yes.” You beamed, as he slipped the ring on your left ring finger.

Seth let out a chuckle, as you wrapped your arms around him, kissing him passionately. Seth’s hands rested on your ass as he deepened the kiss. You pulled away quickly when things got a bit more heated.

“So, what’s my present? I hope it’s not a ring? Or maybe it’s something to do with the bedroom.” Seth spoke, slightly breathing heavily, making no attempt in hiding his hard-on.

You rolled your eyes at him.

“No, but it’s something life changing, come on.” You replied pulling him back inside, into the warm house.

“Oh.” Seth responded, shutting the door behind him.

The both of you’s walked towards the Christmas tree, Seth quickly ran to it sitting down in front of it and grabbing the small gift, he wasted no time waiting for you to come over as he opened it quickly.

You sat down beside him as he opened it, his eyes widening in surprise and he took out the 18 weeks ultrasound picture.

He quickly looked at you his whole face lit up with excitement.

“You’re pregnant.” Seth exclaimed as you nodded your head yes.

“Yes, we’re having a baby, well I am, but we are going to be parents.” You responded to him.

Seth looked at the ultrasound then back at you.

“This is the best gift ever and the best, we’re engaged and we are going to have a baby, this is the best Christmas ever, we have to tell your family and friends. Let’s take a selfie so we can announce our engagement and pregnancy to the world at the same time.” Seth babbled, taking out his phone, he held his phone out in front of him, changing the camera screen to face you and him.

Seth quickly took a snap of you holding your engagement ring up, kissing your cheek in the second snap, he then handed you the ultrasound picture, both of you’s making a surprised face and then smiling happily in the second one.

Seth quickly posted the pictures to Twitter and Instagram.

‘Best Christmas ever asked her to marry me, and she announced to me that we are going to be parents, can’t wait until this bundle of joy is born, going to be a future kingslayer or queenslayer.’

Any Place, Any Where

Seth Rollins x Reader

Words: 1.1K

Requested: Yes by @wwesarahjaneroszko​

The sun was coming through the cracks of the white curtains that laid in front of the large window. The salty smell of the ocean wafted through the door that was opened to the back porch of the room. It seemed to perfect to be true that I was truly on vacation and not spending the whole day traveling to a new state for a live event. I slowly got out of bed and walked towards the balcony that had one door slightly open since it got to hot last night for Seth and me.

       The breeze was flowing slightly as I stepped out with the bed sheet following behind me. I sat my arms against the rails as I watched the ocean waves come up to the shore and go back. I wish could ocean breeze every day but it is hard to live that lifestyle as a WWE wrestler. I was even surprised that I had time off to take time to plan a vacation and even go on it for that matter.

“You know, I don’t appreciate when you take all the blankets from the bed.” I hear at the opening of the doorway behind me.

I laughed and turn around to see Seth with just a pair of boxers on and his morning hair everywhere around his face.

“Well you could always just join me here,” I say opening the blanket for him to join.

“I won’t object to that,” he said while smiling at me.

I close the blanket around us as he wraps his arm around me underneath the blanket. I rest my head on his shoulder as more and more of the sun started to creep up more and more above the tree line.

“Just think we will be able to see this sunrise for seven days straight without worrying about anything,” Seth dreamingly states.

I nod my head against his shoulder, “It’s going to be amazing. I can’t wait to see it rise every day with you right by me especially.”

He presses a kiss on top of my head and whispers,” I love you and I am going to make sure this is the most amazing vacation ever.”

“ I don’t doubt it and I love you too,” I place my hand over his as the sun sets high in the sky over the crystal blue water.

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       The day was full of festivities and adventures around the island with Seth and enjoying our time together with not a worry in the world. We settled back in our room and relaxed against our bed as the air conditioning cooled down our heated skin.

“I could live here forever. It was so beautiful.”

“It truly was. Probably the best place I’ve ever been to,” Seth replies.

“Me too. Could you imagine us just staying and never going back?”

He was silent for a moment,” I could but I know that you would miss wrestling too much just as I would.”

I sigh,” That is very true. Still want to get my Wrestlemania moment.”

He laughs and wraps his arm around my waist as I lay on my back watching the TV screen in front of me with random homemaking show on.

I could feel his eyes burning onto the side of my face as I continued to look forward.

“ Seth, what are you staring at me for?” I laugh out while turning to him. I see a small smile and twinkle in his eyes as he continues to look at me.

“ What I can’t stare at my beautiful girlfriend for a while?”

“Not when I look like I got run over by a truck,” I say while laughing.

He tisks at me and presses a kiss to my shoulder and then my neck. He continues to press kisses to my skin till he is slightly leaning over my face with his lips above mine.

“ I could care less about what you look like right now because you look beautiful to me all the time and forever will be. I will always tell you how beautiful you are every day of the year.”

I feel tears prick my eyes and Seth suddenly gets up from the bed and rushes to his bag.

“Seth, what are you doing?” I ask as I sit up in bed.

He rifles through his bag while mumbling to himself. I start to scoot closer to the edge of the bed as Seth finally shouts in a triumph of finding what he needed and runs back over to where I sit on the bed. He has his right hand behind his back as he gets down on one knee in front of me.

“Seth, what are you doing?” I ask in a whisper as he pulls a ring box behind his back. I feel tears prick my eyes again as I cover my mouth.

“ Now let me say my speech before you say anything, okay?” I nodded letting him continue as tears start to run down my face.

“(Y/N), you are the most precious and amazing to come into my life. When we first met, I knew that you were going to be something special to me and that I was going to keep you around for a long time. You can always put a smile on my face and always know how to drive me crazy but I love you either way. I was going to this tomorrow night but I realized it doesn’t matter as long as I’m with you and you say yes then the location or when doesn’t matter. So (Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?”

I gasp as he opens the ring box to show the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen. More tears run down my face as I nod and whisper yes over and over again. He smiles and pulls the ring out and placing it on my left ring finger. I place my lips against his and each of my hands on his cheeks. My lips move against his as one of his hand’s lands in my hair and the other one at my waist.

I pull away to catch my breath and look into his bright brown eyes,” I love you so much, Seth.”

“I love you too baby.”

I smile and press my lips against his again as I kneel on the floor where he is. I could feel another smile spread across my lips as we separate and hug him tightly. I looked at the ring over Seth’s shoulder and couldn’t imagine a better man to spend the rest of my life with.

Hi 🌚 first time request from a friendly reader!

Could you do a Damian Priest as Santa smutty one shot? 🤭

Masquerade // Damian Priest x Reader

Author’s Note -> Hi, I saw this wayyyy too late for Christmas so instead we’re taking on New Year’s! This one is soooo long (my bad) but I really love this idea and hope y’all do too. Happy reading!

Plot -> A mystery man and a mystery woman cross paths for the first time, or is it? 

Pairings -> Damian Priest x Fem!Reader

Warnings -> Angst, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Hickies, Oral Sex (Fem!Receiving), Papi Kink, Unprotected P in V, Public Sex, Creampie, MDNI

Word Count -> 3.4k

Sounds of bass thumping instantly filled your ears as you walked towards the entrance of the large house in front of you, wearing a shimmering gown that hugged your curves in all the right ways. You had been invited to a New Year’s Eve party by your best friend, Damian, but this wasn’t just any party. The host this year evidently wanted to switch things up so instead of the typical New Year’s party they decided to go with a theme, which was why an intricate silver mask adorned your face and hid your identity- the theme was masquerade. You reached the steps, pulling your phone out of your clutch and checking your texts, seeing a message from Damian sent about 5 minutes ago:

“I’ll keep an eye out for you tonight. I know you well enough that a mask won’t hide you from me 😉”

Your thumbs pressed the screen typing out a witty reply, but before you could press send your screen turned black. Shit, you cursed to yourself. You stared at the dead phone in your hands for a moment, thinking back to your preparations from earlier in the evening and scolding yourself for not thinking about putting your phone on the charger before you came. Shaking your head, you slipped your phone back into your clutch and headed inside, showing the invitation to the security at the door. The house was insane, you had never stepped foot in something so nice before, and the fact that you were here without Damian made it all the more nerve-wracking for you. Nothing a drink can’t fix though, right? Your eyes scanned the room looking for any sign of alcohol and spotted a bar at the other end of the room, adjusting the mask on your eyes and walking to it. The room buzzed around you, groups of people talking amongst each other, people dancing in the center, and music playing loudly over the speakers. You reached the bar and sat down, ordering a glass of champagne and watching the party around you until your eyes locked on a figure standing across the room from you, holding a glass of champagne himself and leaning against a pillar. The two of you stare at each other for what feels like a century and you swear the party surrounding you fades entirely, almost as if it were just the two of you. Seeing no sign of Damian anywhere and feeling bold, you stood up from the stool and walked over to him, your hips swaying as he continued to stare you down.

“You know, people either hide in the shadows because they’re looking for something or they want to come off as mysterious. So what might you be hiding?” You grinned at the man in front of you, teasing him with your words. He laughs, a smirk lining his lips as he speaks.

“A bit of both,” the man sipped his drink before continuing, “I could say the same about you. Are you always this bold, or is the mask talking for you?” 

You lean closer to him, lowering your voice. “Maybe it’s the mask… or maybe I’m just intrigued.”

“Intrigued, huh?” His finger traces the fluke in your hand, maintaining eye contact with you. “You might be too curious for your own good.”

A playful look crosses your face as you lean closer to him, your lips brushing his ear. “I’m just getting started. But if you don’t wanna play then…”

He laughs, clearly amused. “Who said I didn’t wanna play? I’ll go as far as you let me… so long as you can keep up.”

“Oh, I’m sure I can. But can you handle me?”

The tone in the man’s voice changes, laced with something deeper. Desire. He leans in, his arm brushing yours as he whispers in your ear. “You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. I’d be careful if I were you…”

“Maybe I like a bit of danger,” your voice rang low in his ears, daring him to make a move. And he did, scanning you from head to toe before extending a hand for you to take. You obliged, wrapping your fingers around the rough surface of his palm as he guided you to the dance floor, pulling you closer to him as those same hands found their way to your waist. The heat radiates between you as your bodies sway to the beat of the music. 

“You’re not too bad at this,” you smirk at him.

“Not bad? I was hoping for resounding praise.”  His tone teases, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

“Alright, let’s not get carried away,” you laugh softly.

“What if I want to?” His eyes lock onto yours and send a shiver down your spine. All of a sudden, it’s just the two of you in this room. You realize you’re completely drawn to him in this moment, drawn to the mystery of the man before you. The thrill and the danger ignites something deep inside you, something you weren’t expecting to feel tonight. You’re brought back to reality by the sound of the crowd roaring around you, counting down to midnight. A fire burns between you with every count down to zero, and the mystery man you’ve been accompanied by all night leans down to you, his lips hovering over your own.

Five. “I think I have to kiss you.”

Four. “You think?” You tease.

Three. He tilts your head by your chin, his lips dangerously close to brushing yours.

Two. The electricity between you is intense, the anticipation growing with each passing second. His eyes are dark as they start into your own, flickering between them and your lips.

Before the last second he closes the gap between you, kissing you with a passion that takes the air out of your lungs. The kiss is deep, intense, and filled with something that you clearly can’t deny as you finally part, leaving you both breathless and momentarily stunned. 

“I never caught your name,” he smiles. 

“Why don’t we start with the masks?” You laugh, nerves slowly take over as you respond. The both of you hesitate momentarily, reaching up to remove the coverings from your faces, a slight nervousness overtaking you. Shock sets in instantly as you slowly reveal your identities to each other, realizing you knew very well who had captured your undivided attention all evening… in fact, you knew too well.

“D-Damian?”

“Y/N?” Damian smiles, a soft chuckle erupting from his chest. “I can’t believe we didn’t realize sooner, some friends we are right?” 

Your soft smile falters slightly, unconsciously dropping at the mention of you being just friends. Your mind was in a daze, having trouble wrapping your head around the fact that the man who drew you in so easily, captivated you, consumed your thoughts all evening– made you crave him in more ways than one was, in fact, your best friend. Suddenly you didn’t want to hear him call you his ‘friend’, and maybe that’s something you’ve been trying to suppress for a while, but now it was impossible to ignore. 

“Yeah…” you mumbled, “friends.” Damian’s brows furrowed at your sudden change in demeanor, his smile also faltering in an attempt to read you.

“Y/N…”

“I need some air...” You brushed past him quickly, retreating before he could follow you– leaving him alone on the dance floor.

After wandering around the house for a while, trying to find somewhere secluded, you stumbled upon a private balcony. You stepped outside, the cool and crisp air pricking your skin instantly as you held onto the railing and tried to calm your breathing. Tears brimmed your eyes as you replayed the events of this evening in your mind, from the conversation to the dancing to the kiss. The kiss. How could you not have known it was Damian? How could you have let this happen? And why did you want it to happen again, and again, and again? 

Damian’s words replayed in your head as a stray tear landed on your cheek– no. You couldn’t do this. You couldn’t hide anymore. You wanted Damian, and tonight solidified it. And for a moment, when neither knew who the other was, you knew he did too. You knew he felt it too– that spark, that desire, that need. It was in the way his lips brushed against your ear as he teased you, in the possessive way his hands would find your waist, in the way his lips found yours with such passion and need. And now that you were no longer behind a mask, it was back to ‘just friends’. Back to ‘normal.’ But you knew it would never be ‘normal’ again.

“Y/N,” you were pulled from your thoughts by Damian, who from the sound of him catching his breath sounded like he had been running around the entire house trying to find you. You wiped your face, trying to hide that you had been crying, and spoke up.

“Leave me alone, Dames.” You refused to look at him, staring out at the garden below the balcony, trying to distance yourself from him.

“Y/N, please, talk to me.” He reached for you, his hand brushing your arm, but you swatted it away and turned towards him.

“I said leave me alone, Damian.” Your voice was more stern as you turned to face him, your eyes tinted with red and giving away that you had been crying. Damian’s worried gaze softens as he notices, a pang in his chest growing as he knows he’s responsible.

“Y/N, you know I can’t do that–”

“You’re gonna have to.” You tried to move away from him but he stops you in your tracks, searching your face.

“No! No, Y/N, I won’t. Something’s bothering you… was it the kiss?” You grow quiet, looking down at your feet as to try to avoid having to discuss it but Damian doesn’t let that happen. “Was the kiss not good? What’s going on, Y/N? Please, talk to me. I wanna know what’s wrong…”

“No, the kiss was great. I mean–” you shake the thought out of your head, trying to correct yourself. “The kiss was fine.”

“So what’s the issue? I–” Damian’s face lights up as realization hits him.

“That’s the issue, Dames. It shouldn’t have been that good. We’re friends–”

“But you don’t want that…” Damian studies you as you grow quiet again. He lifts your chin and your eyes flutter closed, not wanting to look at him. “And I don’t want that either.”

Your eyes open at his confession, wide as they search for his. If your head wasn’t spinning before, it sure was now as you tried to make sense of what was happening. He’s not serious, right?

“I am,” he chuckled. Shit, did I say that out loud? Your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as he continues. “I’ve felt that way for a long time now… I don’t want to go back to how it was before, Y/N– I don’t think either of us want to.” “But you sa–”

“Fuck what I said,” he whispers. “I’ve been hiding how I feel for too damn long. Being with you tonight, albeit under a mask, was the best night of my life…” he thinks about his words, almost reminiscing the events from earlier as he spoke. “To be able to kiss you, flirt with you, touch you how I’ve wanted to for so long… I’ll be damned if I give that up. And something tells me you don’t want me to either.” He eyes you carefully, watching as you take in this revelation from him and, in his mind, pleading with you to feel the same.

“I don’t…” you mumble, your voice lower than a whisper– nearly inaudible.

“I can’t hear you, darling, tell me what you want.” He lifts your chin again, wanting to hear what he’s been dying to hear for months finally fall from your lips. 

“You, Dame,” you whisper, a little louder than before. “I want you.”

His lips crash into yours hard, making you stumble backward and hit your back on the railing of the balcony. You hiss at the cool metal touching your skin, allowing him entrance and his tongue to dominate your mouth. His hands find your sides, turning you around and pulling your body into his. His mouth finds your neck just under your right ear, sucking and biting on the skin as one arm keeps you pressed against him– his hardening cock grinding on your ass, and the other dancing up your spine and finding the zipper of your dress. He slowly drags it down your back, his fingers sending chills throughout your body and a familiar ache to your core. 

“D-Dames,” you moan quietly, his mouth pressing wet kisses along your jaw, “S-someone could s-see us..”

“Let them.” He growled in your ear, “I’m not leaving this party, this balcony, until I get what’s mine.” You whimpered, his words sending a pool of wetness to the place you craved him most. You let the dress pool at your ankles, now topless in only a pair of lace panties– the cool January air hardening your nipples upon contact. You instinctively cover your breasts, feeling completely exposed to not just Damian but to any potential onlookers vying for a show. 

“Uh, uh,” Damian’s hands removed your arms from your chest, “you don’t get to hide from me anymore, you understand? I wanna see you, all of you.” You nod, letting your arms drop to their sides and allowing him to take you in completely. 

“So fuckin’ beautiful, Y/N. I’m in awe of you, baby girl.” You blush for what seemed to be the millionth time this evening as he reconnects your lips, slower and more passionate than the last. Damian wanted you to feel what he felt for you, packaged up in a singular kiss, as his lips massaged yours deeply and lovingly now. He began to work down your body, dropping to his knees to come face to face with your throbbing core– dripping and aching all for him. 

“Sweetheart, you’re a mess… who’s got you like this, hmm?” You whined, involuntary bucking your hips towards him in an attempt to get him to touch you. 

“Please…”

“Gotta answer me first,” he smirked below you, loving how needy he had you. How you were completely and utterly his in this moment. 

“You…” you mumbled.

“Louder, darling, I can’t hear you.” Cockiness oozed from his voice, knowing he had you right where he wanted you and that you– nor anyone else, could take that away from him.”

“Y-you, Dames, fuck– please. I need yo– oh fuck.” Your eyes roll back as his tongue licks through your folds, placing open-mouth kisses along your pussy as he hiked one of your legs over his shoulder and ravaged you with his mouth. His tongue swirled along your entrance as the tip of his nose brushed your clit, sending volts of pleasure coursing through your body. You held onto the railing of the balcony behind you, keeping yourself as balanced as you could while Damian was eating you so good your knees were beginning to give way. Damian moaned against you, the sweet taste of your wetness settling on his taste buds and driving him to taste more of it. Your orgasm inched closer with every flick of his tongue, every moan that vibrated against your throbbing core, and you were a blubbering mess for the man on his knees before you who had every intention of worshipping your body like the temple it is– but not yet.

Damian pulls away suddenly, almost knowing you were on the brink of release as you cried out in response, pleads for him falling from your swollen lips.

“Shhh, don’t worry, baby, I gotchu. Papi’s gonna take real good care of you, I promise. But right now, he needs his pussy…” you shivered once more, somehow growing more turned on than before at his words. Him claiming you. Making you his. “Is that what you want, baby? Want Papi to fuck you good, right here where everyone can see how good you look all fucked out for me?”

“Dames, please…”

“Use your words, princess. Let Papi know what his baby girl needs.”

“I–” Your words caught in your throat, overwhelmed by the prior stimulation and the smooth but sinister way of his words. “I w-want you to fuck me, Papi. Please…” With a sudden movement Damian spins you around, bending you over the railing as your chest presses against the cool metal. Behind you, you hear the sound of him undoing his belt and dropping his clothing to the ground, joining them in a pile with your dress before feeling his hard member tease your entrance. 

“Tell me you need me again, baby, please.” His demand almost sounds desperate, like he himself is holding back his own moans at the thought of you desperate for him.

“I– I need you, Dame. Please, baby, please fuck me. Right he– mmm…”

He slips inside you with a moan of his own, groaning as he feels your walls tighten around his length. He slowly pushes himself deeper inside you, allowing you to adjust but also loving the cries coming out of your mouth as he stretches you around him.

“Fuck, Y/N, so tight f’me, baby… shit. Taking me so well, sweetheart.” Your pussy flutters around him, a groan slipping from his lips as he slowly pulls out and thrusts himself back in, going slow so he can pay attention to how tight your walls are squeezing his cock– but also how your face contorts with every movement of his hips.

“F-faster, please..” And that was all Damian needed, a signal that you were ready for more of him. His hips sped up movement as he thrusted into you from behind, the force jolting your body with every snap of his hips as you cry out in pleasure. His hands hold your hips for leverage, kneading the skin roughly enough that surely bruises would form by tomorrow morning– but you didn’t care. You were drunk, not on champagne but on the feeling of his cock inside you driving deeper and deeper into you, a feeling of euphoria that you never wanted to escape. A hand of his came forward to your clit and rubbed slow circles on the swollen bud, making you instantly tighten around him and cry out his name for all who could possibly hear it. You were close, there was no denying it, and you were prepared to coat his length in your desire for him– only him, and he knew it too.

“I feel you, princess. Go ahead, cum for me. Wanna feel you, baby.” Your release washed over you with force as your body grew limp, your orgasm consuming all the energy left in your body to give to Damian and Damian alone. Your pussy clenched around him as he continued to buck his hips inside you, the sounds of his thrust mixed with your juices echoing outside as he approached his own release.

“Y/N, f-fuck, I’m close, baby girl… gonna fuck this pussy full of my cum… shit.”

“C-cum for me, Papi, let me have every last drop. G-give it to me…” You whimpered in between thrusts and not long after he followed suit, releasing ropes of his cum along your walls and filling you completely– just like he said he would. He brings you upright and wraps his arms around you, holding onto you as his orgasm hits him and finding your lips once more for another passionate kiss. The two of you stay there for a moment, lips locked and fully exposed as you ride out your orgasms together. A few moments pass and your position remains the same, but your attention gets drawn to the grounds below– where guests are leaving the party and heading home for the evening. You stare at each other, wide-eyed, and laugh– collecting your clothing and dashing inside so as to not get caught by any of the guests.

“So, my place?” You smile and nod at Damian, who merely an hour ago had been a stranger in a mask but was now no longer a mystery. You didn’t know what would happen tomorrow, shit, you didn’t know what would transpire after you leave here but one thing is for certain: now, there’s no hiding it.

This never stops being important.

Recovery

Seth Rollins × female girlfriend

Summary: During Seths recovery from his knee surgery there where lots of anger moments. Especially when it was getting close to time for Seth to come back. This imagine is set one month before Seth Rollins returns. You and Seth get into an emtional agruement which leads to sex

\\Warning smut///

“God i fucking hate this sooo much!” Seth curses as your stand in frount of him helping him balance on his bad knee.

“I know… I know you hate this” y/n says. Your looking up at the man you love as he balances on his leg. Hes doing so much better now. The recovery process is almost done.

“ no you fucking dont. You just know this pisses me off. Im 100% ive been 100 for weeks now! Ive been training in the ring for months with you! All i fucking want is to just return already! I want my life back!” Seth angerly spits out stoping the excerise walking off to your guys kichten.

“ Then what Seth! You return again to Raw right. And you leave me and Kevin back home here all alone intell i get a call fron Vince. Then what?!? I come back on the road too. Join Raw again after taking almost a year off of wrestling myself to be with you! I lost my title and story line to be with you! And you never even once! Even fucking once asked me how i feel! Its all about seth! Boo hoo seth!” You say. Your picking a fight. You cant stand it anymore. You’ve sacrificed so much for Seth in the past 9 months and haven’t had it reciprocated. So yeah its pissing you off.

“ What the fuck are you talking about? I didnt ask you for shit! It was your dession to drop your title and story line for me! I didnt ask you! I lost my title too! I lost my storyline to! So dont come at me i didnt ask you for anything!” Seth yells back crossing his arms.

“ So your saying if i wouldnt have taken off work you would have been perfectly fine those nights you could not stop crying? Your tell me you would have been fine finding someone to drive you to rehad center at 7am in the morning then picking you up at 10pm at night? You would have been fins getting in and out of the fucking shower with out me? Huh what is that i dont hear anything? Yeah thats casue im fucking right seth! You needed me!” Y/n yells your crying slightly too.

“ Well yeah your damn right i fucking needed you! God why are you being such a fucking bitch right now?” Seth asks he freezes. He didnt mean to call you a bitch.

“ Maybe its casue i feel like you dont love me any more!!” You tell tears running diwn your face as you storm off to your shared room. He fallows you, like a lost puppy.

“ Y/n! Y/n stop you do to know i fucking love you! Don’t say i don’t” Seth yells grabbing your arm turning you to face him. He forces you so you cant move.

“ Let me go” you whine. Crying still. He looks at you with puppy eyes. You know he’s anger, hurt, and greatest of them all hurt. Hurt that you would think after everything he dosnt love you. Your his peanut to his jelly. The chesse to his mac.

“ No” He says. His voice was deep he was looking right at you. Softening his grip as he leans in to kiss you. Its been a long time sense you’ve guys gotten any action. Maybe thats why you had a anger burst. You kiss him back wrapping your arms around his neck as he pins you up agaisnt the wall of your guys bedroom. You can tell he’s missed you. Missed your guys intemacy in bed. But he appreciates the time that you guys where intemact with out sex. He craved you though. Craved the feeling of you tightly around his cock. Just the thought of you around him made him grow harder.

A full blown make out session was happening up agaisnet the wall. Hands roaming underneath shirts like two teenagers going at it. Even though the kiss seemed rough his rouch was soft. He picked you up behind your thighs. You where suprised of course as you worried if his knee could handle your extra weight in his arms.

“ Im going to show you why i love you” Seth whisperes to you in your ear. Hes placing you down on the bed. Taking his shirt off he’s flexing. Showing off his muslce.

“ Do it baby.. Pleaseee I’ve missed you so much” you say your hand going down to your own pants to play with your self. Your moaning at your own touch. He continues to watch you touch yourself as he undresses himself.

“ fuck baby… Take your clothes off now” he demands. You obey him taking all your clothes off. You lay back down your legs spread wide for him. Waiting patiently like the good girl you are. He crawls on top of you kising you again. The kiss heads down to your neck. Hes leaving hickes all over your neck sucking in your sweet spot. You moan pulling at his hair. Your lefting his head up kissing his lips missing them already. He grins into the kiss. His tip slowly entering you. As he slowly thrusts in your moans get higher pitched as he starts to groan as well. The feeling he misses so much coming back to him finally. He’s groaning into your ear his hips deep in you as he thrusts in and out. He’s picking up speed. holding your knees up higher so he can get a better angel to get deeper inside you.

“ Ahhhh ohhhhh dont stopp” your moaning out loud. The sound of skin slapping is echoing all threw out the house. So is both of your moans and groans.

“ Fuck i was never planing on it baby girl” Seth says groaning thrusting into you. He lowers his hand down to your clit to rub it slow so theres a contrast between his thrusts and how hes rubbing you.

“ Im so close Seth?!” You moan your back arching up as he kisses your lips mumbling a me to. After one minute you both cum at the same time. He pulls out claspsing down next to you

“ I fucking love you baby girl” seth says kissing your cheek breathing heavily.

“ I fucking love you to” Y/n say.

Very emotional rn

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(Also, I'm going to start posting more fanfics and imagines soon! I've been working on my writing and some new stories lately so I'm excited to share those soon! Look forward to them! But for now STREAM CALL IT LIKE I SEE IT ♡)

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