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deserving; sub!roman headcanon

we all need a small break. especially your man—the most dominate man you know. be his peace. his breath of fresh air…he deserves it. (overlaps when he was champion…i miss him *sigh*)

warnings: smut.

parings: sub!roman x black!reader

sub!roman appreciated the small moments of coming home to you; a hot meal, clean house, and a hot bath waiting for him. you’d clean him off and when he’d step out the bath, you were ready to give him a massage. he always vocalized his gratitude towards you taking care of him when he needed it most.

sub!roman wasn’t always shown. your man was a true dominate—a leader. you followed him and he adored it knowing you put your entire faith and trust into him. he worked so hard in WWE. carrying the titles for damn near 3 years was starting to show work on his body, and his mental. so moments like these were rare. times when he’d let you lead him for a change.

sub!roman was a natural at pinning your hips down and digging his dick into your pussy and filling you to the brim. stretching your pussy on his dick to accommodate him, to make you cum over and over as you’d thrashed around under him…but you wanted the same reaction from him too.

sub!roman craved those releases. such as you standing behind the giant circular bathtub in your shared home, his long and girthy dick in hand as you stroked him in a sensual motion. your hand barely being able to wrap around his dick in its entirety. his head thrown backwards on his shoulder as moans emitting from his chest kissed the celling, “you like that baby?,” you quietly asked in his ear “i love the sounds you make for me baby.” you could feel his hips swiftly thrusting upwards to pump his dick in your warm hand a little faster.

sub!roman knew you wanted to join him—the ache in your pussy becoming more prominent. the sounds he made was so sexy, it made your pussy wetter and clench with each sound. you wanted to take your other hand and work yourself towards your own release, but tonight was about him. he deserved it. “tell me when you’re cumming, mkay?”

sub!roman was desparate. he was about to blow all over your hand if you kept stroking him, making sure to squeeze his angry red mushroom tip when you neared the top. “you’re doing so good, baby. you like it when i tell you how good you’re doing?” his moans growing louder as he neared his release, his chest heaving. “i know baby, i know. you’re gonna cum for me, mkay? don’t hold back. let it all out baby.” you sucked on his neck and placed loving pecs on his shoulders, increasing the pace of your strokes. “aw, fuck baby. ahh, don—don’t stop baby, please,” his voice sounding a tortured rasp “i can’t stop—i won’t. i promise. not till you cum.”

sub!roman felt the room spinning. it was dizzying. addicting, even. his mind was clouded with only one goal. he felt he body shudder before letting his mouth open on a whimper. chills raced through your spine. your wetness drenching your boy shorts. seeing him like this set you off. needy for anything you’d give him. “you said you’d always give me what i want. cum for me, baby.” your name fell from his lips as a breathless chant. his body going ridged against you before violently shaking and flexing his abs. “y-y-ahh, fuck! i’m cumming, i’m cumming.” warm hot spurts pouring out from his dick onto the top of your fist. roman always came a lot; it creating a waterfall, dripping down the sides of your hand.

sub!roman couldn’t say a word. you continued stroking, wanting to milk every bit of stress out of him “you did so good. you feel better, baby?” his head was spinning. between fighting his tremors off, catching his breath, and your hand still stroking him created an overstimulation. he let out another small whimper as he felt his dick ache for another release. his dick never falling limp, “you wanna cum again? hm? you deserve it. you work so hard, ro.”

a friend

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

summary: rhea apologizes after hearing about your breakup

follows this.

Life was a lot harder without your best friend in it. Sure, you had other friends, but there was so much that you wanted to share with Rhea that you couldn't. Rhea had hurt you, and in retaliation you had hurt her as well. The longer you stayed in your relationship, the clearer that revelation became. It was why things with Liv hadn't lasted very long in the long run.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want us to end up enemies. I meant it when I said I like you Y/n."

Liv's words echoed in the back of your head. They had for the past week and a half. Holing yourself up in your apartment didn't make for a very healthy healing process. You couldn't talk to Rhea, so there was nobody that you wanted to talk to. It was silly and childish, especially since other friends had left concerned messages for you. Word travelled quickly, but not as quickly as you would have hoped.

It took Rhea two whole weeks after your breakup to come see you. She had been avoiding you at work, which was difficult to do when she faced you at live events. A tense ring was not a good one to work in, and you were honestly surprised that neither of you had managed to accidentally hurt the other. Rhea had hurt you though, just not in the physical sense.

"Hey Y/n," Rhea said softly as she approached you. You looked up from the weight machine you were using briefly to acknowledge her. "Can I say a few things?"

"Nothing that's gonna cause a scene," you told her. Rhea nodded and kneeled down next to you.

"I'm sorry about how I've been acting. It wasn't easy to see you guys together, and I can't help but feel like maybe I'm at fault for your breakup a little. You shouldn't have been upset about your relationship, you should have been celebrating it with your friends. I'm sorry I wasn't a good friend."

"I'm sorry that I picked the one person I knew would hurt you the most. That wasn't exactly being a good friend either," you apologized. Rhea rubbed the back of her head as she shifted to maintain her balance. "Your knee again?"

"Yeah, and it was leg day today. I don't know when you came in, but I can give you a ride when you want to go," Rhea offered. You had come in with someone else, but you doubted that they'd mind leaving on their own.

"I'd like that. Let me get in a couple more sets and a shower, then I'll be ready." Rhea smiled at your acceptance to her offer. She wandered around the gym while she waited for you to get finished. When you got to the front doors, you found her saw pulled around front and blaring music from the speakers. Rhea turned the music down when she saw you and scrambled out of the car to get the door for you. "What a gentleman."

"You did arms, I'm sure they're sore. I've seen how much you've been lifting lately," Rhea complimented. Strength had never been something that came easily for you. You were one of the quicker and more agile girls. With the introduction of more girls like Rhea, who had both strength and agility, you had to start stepping up your game. Eventually, your moves would get a bit boring.

"I have to do something to keep up. Somebody likes throwing me around like a ragdoll," you teased. Rhea ducked her head down, but you could see the tips of her ears turning red. You chuckled and plucked her snapback from the top of her head as you got into the car.

The two of you were pretty quiet in the car for the duration of the ride. Rhea tapped her fingers along to the songs that played from her playlist. It was a bit heavier than what you usually listened to, but you didn't mind it. Especially not with the headbanging at redlights, which you deemed absolutely adorable. You realized that you weren't going to "get over" Rhea anytime soon, but you'd happily accept her friendship over not having her in your life at all.

"This is my stop," you said as Rhea pulled into your driveway. She took your bag up to your door for you, walking behind you. "Thanks for the ride."

"No problem, thanks for hearing me out." Rhea shifted awkwardly on her feet. You shot her a reassuring smile as you took your gym bag from her. When you backed away to go inside, Rhea grabbed your wrist and pulled you back towards her. There was a moment when you could feel the hesitation. Then, it all melted away as Rhea closed the distance between the two of you. The kiss was relatively quick, but not rushed. Chaste, but still fulfilling its purpose. "I'll see you tomorrow. We can do abs together. I've hated doing them on my own."

"Um, bye," you mumbled to yourself. Rhea was halfway to her car already. She waved at you from behind the steering wheel, which was when you realized that she had meant to kiss you. It was only after you waved back at her that Rhea even started her car. You turned to go inside, hiding the ridiculous grin on your face. Rhea liked you, and it was entirely possible for you to be together.

epitome of professionalism

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

prompts: 19. "i'll have you know that i am a straight g." "you straight?" + "this is fine, we're professionals. we work for a living. i've faced bigger fish than this before." "do you want me to hold your hand?" "yes please."

Rhea's hands shook as they hovered over the doorknob. For the fifteenth time that day, you watched as she backed away from the door. You couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped you as Rhea slumped into the chair next to you. Eventually, that door would open and Rhea would have to walk through it. Until then, you knew that she'd stall for as long as she could.

"Scared?" you asked her kindly. Rhea's facial expression went from a neutral one straight to offence. You rolled your eyes discreetly. "It's okay to be a little afraid to do things like this Rhea. Talking isn't easy."

"I'll have you know that I am a straight g."

"You straight?" It took every ounce of your self-restraint not to burst out laughing. Rhea nudged you as she scoffed, as if you were the one being childish about this ordeal. It wasn't even supposed to be an ordeal, just a doctor's appointment, but here Rhea was, terrified and refusing to admit it. "It's just the doctor."

"Yeah, I know that. I go to the doctor all the time, it's part of my job. This is fine, we're professionals. We work for a living. I've faced bigger fish than this before. This is nothing, right?"

"Do you want me to go in with you and hold your hand?" you offered. Rhea contemplated it for a moment before nodding.

"Yes please."

"Alrighty then. Come on, let's see why your knee's been acting up," you said as you stood up. Rhea walked in behind you, which was honestly the only way to get her through the door. Maybe it'd be nothing or maybe she'd be taking a little leave, but either way you'd be there to handle the news with her.

morning person

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

prompt: "hey you've got a hand, i've got a hand. it's pretty cold out here, maybe we should hold hands." + "you have to pay the kiss toll."

Rhea in the mornings was nothing short of a difficulty. She didn't want to wake up. She didn't want to get out of bed. And she made damn sure that you knew every little thing she did was a hinderance to her state of being. It was ridiculous and dramatic, and maybe, just maybe, one of the reasons that you had fallen for her. Rhea was usually very serious but watching her act like a whiny brat reminded you that she wasn't nearly as intimidating as she came off.

"Why the hell am I awake right now?" Rhea asked as you dragged her outside. It was earlier than usual and the two of you were in a semi-unfamiliar city. You had grown up in the area, so you sort of knew the place, but Rhea had only ever been here for shows. That meant she spent maybe a day or two here and then just left. She'd been confined to hotel rooms and maybe a restaurant or two in her free time. "Do you know what time I got back in?"

"Serves you right for going out with Priest and Riddle last night instead of coming straight back to the hotel room with me," you told her. Rhea whined as she shielded her eyes from the sunlight. "Come on, there's a coffee place right up the street. I'll let you buy me a cup."

"Buy you a cup? You're the one dragging me out at the crack of dawn," Rhea complained. She was prepared to go on, but one glare from you stopped her.

"You come home at 2:30 after drinking and smelling like someone else's cheap body spray, you have to deal with whatever I put you through the next day," you told her. Rhea didn't argue with you. She regretted staying out last night, but she hadn't wanted to abandon her friends after the show. "Now, hurry up because it's cold."

"I don't wanna go fast, I want to go to bed," Rhea mumbled. You rolled your eyes and bit back a smile. A gust of wind blew past the two of you and Rhea shivered. She walked behind you for a few more feet before stepping in front of you. You ordered the coffees at the shop and Rhea paid for them. The two of you drank them in the shop before going back out to walk back to the hotel.

"Damn," you swore as another bit of wind picked up. You hated how windy it got in the mornings, especially after a bit of rain the night before.

"Hey, you've got a hand, and I've got a hand. It's pretty cold out here, so maybe we should hold hands," Rhea suggested. You didn't question her motives at all as you took her hand in yours. She practically pulled you along to the hotel, your slightly shorter legs having a bit of trouble keeping up. The two of you went back to your hotel, Rhea insisting on getting a bit more sleep while you packed up your bags.

"So, I take it you aren't doing the gym today?" you teased. Rhea grumbled and you set the bags down by the door. "Come on, let's get going. I want to get back to Florida as soon as possible."

"Don't rush me, I'm hungover." Rhea was being whiny, which you knew wouldn't make for a fun trip. It would have been easier to prolong your stay for another day, but you were way too eager to get back home. A thoughtless action occurred next as you pulled Rhea to the edge of the hotel bed and hoisted her up onto your shoulders. "Put me down. Put me down, now."

"Are you going to put the bags in the car?" you asked Rhea. She tried wiggling out of your grasp, but it was too tight. Once it became clear that you weren't giving up, she sighed and gave up. You set her back on her feet, but did not completely let her go.

"I can't get the bags if you're in my way," Rhea said with a forced smile.

"You have to pay the kiss toll to get past me," you told her. Rhea rolled her eyes as she sighed dramatically. "Last night all you wanted to do was kiss me."

"And now I just want to sleep," Rhea whined.

"Wonder how that feels. Pay up." You crossed your arms over your chest and planted your feet. Rhea gave you a couple of quick kisses before getting into the third one. You hummed in satisfaction afterwards and let her pass you. You even helped her carry the bags to the car and drove the first 3/4 of your trip so Rhea could sleep.