"Come on, (Y/N). We have to get up." Dean said nudging at (Y/N)’s shoulder. "Hmm, ugh noooo! Ten more minutes, please?" (Y/N) begged as she threw a pillow over her head. Dean laughed and pulled the pillow and the blankets off of (Y/N). "Come on, you’re the one who wanted to get up early to get to the airport in time. So come on get up. I’m already showered and packed and I picked some clothes out for you to throw on." Dean said tickling (Y/N)’s sides, making her get up from the bed. "Hurry up, I left the shower running for you." Dean said rubbing (Y/N)’s back. With sleepy eyes (Y/N) got up and made her way over to the shower. "If you need help washing your back in there, my clothes would be off in a second." Dean called out from behind the bathroom door laughing. (Y/N) rolled her eyes as she shampooed her hair. "No, it’s okay Ambrose. My loofah reaches places you can’t even imagine." (Y/N) said laughing. 
 
(Y/N) and Dean finally got to the airport to meet up with everyone, they were renting a car because plane tickets cost too much. Summer Rae, CM Punk, Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, and (Y/N) were all in the rental car together. Roman was driving and CM Punk sat in the front seat, (Y/N) was in between Summer and Dean.  It was still really early in the morning so (Y/N) rested her head against Dean’s shoulder to try and fall back asleep and Dean positioned himself and put his arm around her to give her some more room. It was only 20 minutes into the car ride before people started making jokes about (Y/N) and Dean. “Awe guys, look at how cuddly Dean and (Y/N) are getting.” Summer said as she snapped a picture of them for insatgram. Roman glanced in the mirror laughing before turning his attention back to the rode, CM Punk looked back and smirked at (Y/N). “Well damn, if I knew (Y/N) was a cuddler I would of sat back there. Now I’ll keep that in mind.” Punk said winking at (Y/N). (Y/N) laughed at what Punk said, but she could feel Dean’s hand tighten around her shoulder when Punk winked at her. They were driving for a about 5 hours now, (Y/N) sleeping peacefully the whole way, when Roman pulled over to a rest stop to get some gas. Everyone got out of the car to stretch their legs. (Y/N) and Summer went into the convince store to get some food and water for everyone while the guys hung back at the car to talk. “So (Y/N), are you and Dean a thing or just fuck buddies or something?” Summer asked grabbing some Jack Link’s Jerky. Summer’s question didn’t annoy (Y/N), she could understand her confusion. “No…No Dean and I are not a thing, nor are we friends with benefits… we’re just really close, always have been ever since we met 3 years ago.” (Y/N) explained picking up some candy. Summer thought about what (Y/N) said. “Well… would you ever go out with him?” Summer asked looking at (Y/N). (Y/N) considered what Summer had just asked her, she has thought of dating Dean, but never thought he actually wanted to date her back. “Well, honestly I have thought about it. But I just think he wants a friendship, and I don’t want to ruin what we already have.” (Y/N) admitted playing with a bag of Skittles in her hand. Summer gave (Y/N) a sympathetic look as they walked out of the store and went bag over to the guys. Punk turned around looked at the girl, immanently smiling at (Y/N) when he saw the Mars chocolate bar in her hand. “Oh, and how did you know Mars was my favorite chocolate bar, (Y/N)?” Punk said walking up to (Y/N). “Willing to share?” Punk asked raising an eyebrow. Out of the corner of (Y/N)’s eye she could see Dean eyeballing them from the car. (Y/N) giggled and playfully punched Punk in the chest.  ”Well I might be so inclined, only if you give me one of your famous shoulder messages.” (Y/N) said playfully tracing her finger over the muscles on his arms. (Y/N) could see Dean getting out from the car and start walking over to where she and Punk were standing. Punk put his hands on (Y/N)’s shoulders and rubbed them, (Y/N) smirked up at Punk who was laughing. “This is just a little preview for what I’m going to give you later.” Punk said winking at (Y/N). “You’re going to give (Y/N) what later?” Dean asked from behind Punk, crossing his arms. “Oh, um nothing. Just trying to talk (Y/N) here into giving me that Mars bar.” Punk said as he took his hands off of (Y/N)’s shoulders. Dean grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and started walking back to the car. “Come on, it’s time to go. You two are holding everyone up.” Dean barked as he pulled (Y/N) into the car. Punk got back into the front seat as (Y/N) sat awkwardly between Summer and Dean. “I think Dean got mad seeing you and Punk flirt with each other.” Summer whispered as she munched on some Skittles. (Y/N) bit her lips and looked over at Dean, his cheeks and ears were bright red and he was clenching his fits looking out the window. “Yeah… I think you’re right.” (Y/N) said playing with her fingers. 
 
They all arrived at the city RAW was being held at and checked into the hotel. Summer and (Y/N) were rooming together while the guys booked one room with two beds so save money. Dean said nothing to (Y/N) for the whole car ride to the hotel, he was so jealous it was unbelievable some times. (Y/N) and Summer got to their room which was right beside the guys. “Dean hey,” (Y/N) said grabbing Dean’s hand and pulling him away from the other, “are you upset with me? You haven’t talked to me at all.” (Y/N) said looking into his icy blue eyes, his expression unreadable. Dean lend back against the wall and ran his fingers through his messy blond hair. “…It was annoying seeing Punk’s hands on you like that.” Dean admitted grinding his teeth. “But why, Dean?” (Y/N) asked confused. “Because- it doesn’t matter, lets just have a good time tonight.” Dean said rubbing (Y/N)’s lower back.
 
*After RAW* 
 
It was a great show, Dean, Roman, and Punk all won their matches. Summer and Layla embarrassed Fandango again, and (Y/N) signed her first contract to have a match against the Diva’s Champion Paige at the next PPV. It was a really good night, but (Y/N) could tell Dean was still brooding about the whole Punk thing. (Y/N) saw Dean standing alone at the car looking at the ground, she rolled her eyes because Dean was being such a baby about everything. (Y/N) ran up to Dean and wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against him. Dean wrapped his arms around (Y/N) and looked down at her, happy but confused. “What are you doing?” Dean asked laughing as he gripped at (Y/N)’s hips. “Oh I just feel bad that you’re still down about everything had happened earlier. So I thought I would give you a hug to make you feel better.” (Y/N) said as she burred her face in the crock of Dean’s neck. Dean ran his hands along (Y/N)’s back and kissed the top of her head. “You know what would make me even happier?” Dean asked in his husky voice. (Y/N) looked up at Dean an smirked. “Oh, and what would that be?” (Y/N) asked giggling. Dean lend down and pressed his lips against (Y/N)’s, and in all honesty she was not expecting that, but it didn’t take her long to go along with it. (Y/N) wrapped her fingers into Dean’s hair and parted her mouth so Dean could slid his tongue in. The two were so consumed with kissing each other that they didn’t even notice Roman and Summer came to the car. “Erm guys? Sorry to interrupt, but we gotta get back to the hotel.” Roman said looking slightly embarrassed. (Y/N) pushed herself off from Dean and blushed wildly, Dean let out a laugh and pulled her in for a hug. Everyone started putting their bags in the trunk and Punk came running up, almost crashing into everyone when he tried to stop. “Whoa whoa man, we weren’t going to leave without you.” Summer said laughing. Punk caught his breath and looked up at everyone. “Guys, you won’t believe it.” Punk said running his fingers through his hair. “Believe what?” Roman asked shutting the trunk. “I just talked to Triple H and he said he’s give me the titles back at the next PPV!” Punk said throwing his hands in the air. “Oh wow, that’s amazing!” (Y/N) said hugging Punk. Punk gave (Y/N) a hug back and he kissed her on the cheek, Dean’s face went red again. “We all need to celebrate!” Roman said. “Yeah, the bar in the hotel is a good place to start!” Summer said clapping her hands. “Or (Y/N) could just suck Punk off…” Dean said bitterly. “Excuse me?!” (Y/N) said whipping her head around to look at Dean. “Dean, why would you say something like that? She was just hugging Punk!” Summer yelled coming to (Y/N)’s defense while Roman and Punk kept silent, confused by what was going on. Dean’s face contorted into a disgusted angered look before taking in a deep breath and rubbing his forehead. “I’ll just meet you guys back at the hotel.” Dean said walking off without saying another word. (Y/N) bit her lip and took a deep breath to stop the tears that were rising in her eye. “(Y/N), you okay?” Roman asked putting his hand on her shoulder. (Y/N) turned around and looked at everyone. “Yeah guys, I’m just fine lets- lets just go back to the hotel and celebrate.” (Y/N) said trying to sound as calm as possible.
 
*Hotel*
 
(Y/N) was still fuming mad about what Dean said back in the parking garage, there was no need for that what so ever, all she did was hug Punk. (Y/N) sighed and took another shot of whisky before order another. “Hey kiddo, still upset about Dean?” Roman asked as he almost split his drink. (Y/N) looked at Roman and laughed. “Oh Roman, you’re so drunk right now. Here, let me get you some water.” (Y/N) said grabbing an empty glass and pouring him some water. Roman took the water and drank some. “You didn’t answer his question.” Summer said running her fingers through her long blonde locks, Roman turned back to Punk. “Yes, okay. I am still mad at him, he’s an idiot.” (Y/N) said taking another shot. Summer lend in close to (Y/N), she could smell the rum come from her breath. “Why don’t you just get back at him, sweetie? That’s what I would do anyway.” Summer said stirring her drink. (Y/N) considered what Summer said, she was drunk enough to do something stupid. “Well… what would you have in mind?” (Y/N) asked biting her lower lip. Summer turned to (Y/N) and smirked. “Get it on with Punk. The two of you may not flirt like how you and Dean flirt, but there’s something hot between you and Punk. I’ve always wondered if he was a good kisser, go find out for me!!” Summer said giggling. (Y/N) looked down at her drink, the bartender was nice enough to make it a double. (Y/N) took her shot and hopped off her seat. “Okay Summer, I’ll tell you in the morning.” (Y/N) said playfully punching Summers arm. “OOOOOOOH, you go girl!!” Summer said clapping as she watched (Y/N) walk over to Punk.
 
Punk and Roman weren’t in much of a conversation, more like a drinking contest of who could take more shots before the other guys passed out. Unfortunately for Roman he lost and was out like a light, the Uso’s where there, thankfully, and took him back to his hotel room while Summer found herself sharing a drink with Layla. “Good, there’s no one to bother us.” (Y/N) thought to herself as she slid onto the seat next to Punk. “Well hello there, pretty lady.” Punk said with a smirk. (Y/N) greeted Punk back with a smile before drinking Roman’s last undrinken shot. “What’s up hot stuff? Can I buy you a drink?” Punk asked playing with a strand on (Y/N)’s black curls. “No no, that’s okay. I’ve have my share of drinks for the night.” (Y/N) said patting Punk’s shoulder. Punk and (Y/N) were sharing some laughs and flirting when her cell phone started buzzing, (Y/N) pulled her phone out from her pocket and saw the Summer texted her, *Dean just walked in, he still looks mad. Tongue fuck Punk! Lol #YOLO.* (Y/N) laughed as she read the text and saw Dean sit in a booth across from them. “…You going to go talk to Dean?” Punk asked looking down at his drink. (Y/N) scoffed. “Pfft, he doesn’t deserve me company after earlier.” (Y/N) said still glaring at Dean. Out of the corner of (Y/N)’s eyes she saws Punk turn elated. (Y/N) made sure to give Dean a wink before turning her attention back to Punk. (Y/N) rubbed her hand on the upper thigh of Punk and smirked. “You were really good in your match tonight against Randy Orton. Seeing your muscles throb like that must of drove all the girls wild.” (Y/N) said smirking and she brushed her hand over Punks growing erection. Punk reached over and lightly trailed his finger tips over (Y/N)’s collarbone. (Y/N) side-eyed Dean, he was watching intently, perfect. (Y/N) grabbed Punk my the back of his neck and pulled his face into hers, kissing him forcefully. It took Punk a few seconds to figure out what she was going, but he quickly caught on and wrapped his arms around her waist, forcing her to stand off her seat. Punk started kissing (Y/N) more than she thought he would, she tried to pulled back but Punks arms wrapped around her even tighter. Punk was nibbling on (Y/N)’s neck when he felt someone tap on his shoulder, “screw off,” Punk said without even looking up to see who it was, big mistake. Dean grabbed Punk by the back of the shirt and pulled his forward, making him fall to the ground. “What the fuck is your problem?!” Punk yelled as he got back to his feet, only to be punched in the face by Dean. Punk fell back to the ground with a bloody mouth, but before Punk could even get up Dean grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and pulled her out from the bar. 
 
Dean kept dragging (Y/N) until they were out of the hotel completely, he let her go and walked into the alley way across from the hotel, nearly missing cars as he walked across the street. (Y/N) was angry, she thought she should just turn around and go back inside and see if Punk was okay, but shes had enough of Dean’s temper and jealously and wanted answer about his actions, so she followed him. (Y/N) got into the alley way, thankful there there not druggies or homeless people, and found Dean all the way at the very end near some crates. “Hey, Dean. Do you mind telling me what the hell your problem was back there? Why would you punch Punk like that, and in public?” (Y/N) asked putting a hand on his shoulder, only to have him move away from her. “Well do you mind telling me why you were kissing me and then kissing him?” Dean snapped, pushing (Y/N) up against the cold brick wall. “Because I was trying to make you jealous! Okay Dean, and after what you said in the parking garage I wanted to make up upset.” (Y/N) admitted feeling ashamed. The grip of Dean’s hands tightened over (Y/N)’s shoulders. “Why… Why were you trying to make me jealous?” Dean asked confused, moving his face closer to hers. (Y/N) took in a deep breath and bit her lower lip looking up at Dean. “Come on, tell me (Y/N).” Dean said running his fingers through (Y/N)’s hair. (Y/N) looked at Dean and then looked at the ground. “B-Because… I like you… a lot.” (Y/N) said feeling all of her blood rush to her cheeks. Dean’s hands slid from (Y/N)’s shoulders down to her waist. “You like me?” Dean asked in almost a whisper. (Y/N) looked up at Dean, his icy blue eyes turned warm suddenly. “Y-yeah, for some time now.” (Y/N) said chewing her lower lip. “I like you too, (Y/N).” Dean said. Dean didn’t even give (Y/N) a chance to register what he just said, Dean pressed his lips on (Y/N)’s and pressed his body against hers. 
 
It wasn’t long before Dean picked up (Y/N) and had her legs wrapped around his waist. “I’m going to show you just how long I’ve wanted you, baby.” Dean muttered against (Y/N)’s lips. (Y/N) pressed her hips against Dean and wrapped her legs tighter around his waist as she bit at Deans neck. Dean reached down and put his hands up (Y/N)’s dress and ripped her pantie-hoes to get better access to her underwear. Dean slowly started rubbing (Y/N)’s clit, feeling her get wetter and wetter. (Y/N) moaned out as she felt Dean push his two front fingers inside of her pussy. (Y/N) could feel Dean’s erection in his pants and she pressed her hips against it. Dean smirked. “You want me that bad, eh? Well I want to hear you say it. “I do, I do Dean. I want you so baaaaaad.” (Y/N) confessed as she pulled at Dean’s messy blond hair. “That’s all I need to hear, babygirl.” Dean said as he put (Y/N) down and unzipped his pants. Dean pulled out his member, it was bigger than (Y/N) was expecting. “You like what you see?” Dean asked licking his lips as he stroked the tip of his cock. (Y/N) nodded, her eyes growing wide with excitement. Dean laughed as he gripped at (Y/N)’s hair, forcing her downward onto her knees. (Y/N) took Dean in her hands and gave him long strokes and tickled his balls, (Y/N) finally put the tip of his cock in her mouth and Dean threw is head back in pleasure. (Y/N) ran her tongue over every inch of Dean’s cock and he loved ever minute of it. “Okay, okay baby. Now it’s your turn.” Dean said pulling his member out of (Y/N)’s mouth and picking her up. Dean bent (Y/N) face down over the wooden carets that were in the alley and ripped her pantie-hoes more before pulling her underwear to the side and pushing himself into her. (Y/N) had to put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from moaning too loudly. Dean tangled his hand in (Y/N)’s hair as he other hand stayed on her hip to keep her body in place. As Dean pounded harder and harder into (Y/N) she could feel her hips crashing against the crate, “I’ll have bruises tomorrow.” (Y/N) thought to herself, but Dean quickly caught her attention again. Dean pulled (Y/N) up by her hair and kissed her passionately. “I’m going to cum” Dean said nibbling on (Y/N)’s lower lips. It was a few seconds later when (Y/N) felt Dean pulled her hair extremely hard and she felt him feel her with his seed. “Ooooh fuck.” Dean groaned out and his head rested on (Y/N)’s shoulder. They both stayed bend over the crate panting until Dean finally pulled out of (Y/N), thick ropes of his cum coming out with his dick. (Y/N) took off her pantie-hoes and threw then in the trash can that was near by. “Won’t be needing those.” (Y/N) said laughing as she turned back to Dean. Dean laughed and pulled (Y/N) into his arms and kissed her forehead. “Soooo…” Dean said raising an eyebrow. “Sooo, what?” (Y/N) asked resting her head on Dean’s chest. “No more CM Punk?” Dean asked cupping (Y/N)’s face and making her look at him. (Y/N) smile and kissed Dean lightly on the lips. “Yes, no more CM Punk… Now lets get out of this alley way before we get robbed or something.” (Y/N) said looking around. Dean laughed and they walked back to the hotel to book their own room for the rest of their stay.
 
-Kourtney (Hope you like it) 
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*Merging these due to similar storyline and limited time to write.

 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” you muttered. You tightened the strings on your wrestling boots, still pissed off that you’d been thrown in with the Shield. You were new on the block and didn’t have much to say in retort when Stephanie McMahon decided that you would be the fourth and first female member of the most dominant group in sports entertainment. It wasn’t as if the guys were too thrilled to have you on the team—you could say that it was the complete opposite.

“Could you speed it up? We don’t exactly have all night for you to get pretty…” and there it started. You rolled your eyes at Dean’s comment. Not only was he being annoying, he was taking a dig at the fact that you were outnumbered in terms of gender in the group. Just because you were a female wrestler didn’t mean you accepted the categorization as ‘Diva.’

And, you definitely wouldn’t be taken any of his or the other guys’ crap.

“Someone sounds jealous; on my worst day, I’m much prettier than any chick you can bag, Ambrose,” you shot back, standing from the chair. “I’m ready. So you can quit your bitchin’ now.”

Roman and Seth exchanged looks which basically read, ‘Here we go again.’

“Is that so, Princess? I could ‘bag’ you, if I wanted,” Dean challenged with a trademark smirk.

“Not even in your dreams, Ambrose,” you retorted with an eye-roll.

“Both of you need to shut the hell up and get moving.”

Neither of you contested Reigns’ firm response to the bickering. You walked out the locker room, the silver dog tags swinging across your chest with each step you took. The boys were right behind you. Tonight, they had a six-man tag and you’d be in their corner to ensure justice was served… and to make sure Ambrose’s ego didn’t make an appearance and cost his own team a win, again.

“What the hell was that?!” You screamed on the way back to the locker room. The Usos and John Cena had gotten one over on the Shield tonight, and you were livid. It was all because Dean had been too stubborn to tag in Roman. Your anger was directed toward the member who’d lost the match, but he was ignoring you. Bad call. You came up behind him, your voice even louder. “Hey! I’m talking to you, Ambrose!”

He spun so fast that you were almost knocked on your ass. His eyes were cold as ice; his chest heaved up and down from a ragged breathing rhythm. Naturally, you stepped back; he looked pretty pissed off and, logically, you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Ambrose’s wrath.

“Shut your mouth,” he warned in a low voice.

You looked around, seeing that Roman and Seth had made themselves scarce. It was unusual for the guys to split apart from each other but given the recent internal problems Dean had been causing, it wasn’t exactly a surprise to see the others didn’t want to stick around.

“What is your problem?” you demanded. You’d kept your distance, not missing how his eyes angrily raked your body.

“Your mouth is my biggest problem right now and if you can’t shut it, I’ll find something useful for it,” Dean challenged.

Your eyes widened in response. Had he really just spoken to you like that? You stepped toward him and slapped him right across the face, fed up with the continuous disrespect. His head snapped to the side but when he looked at you, your stomach dropped like you were heading down a rollercoaster. You weren’t prepared for him to reach out, grab your face and crash his lips into ours. You were shocked; your jaw dropped, allowing Dean to easily slide his tongue into your mouth. You didn’t struggle. Before you knew it, Dean had your back up against the wall in a darkened area of the hallway. He was lifting your leg, touching the bare skin under your ring shorts. You jerked out of shock, pulling back to look up into his eyes.

“What the hell are we doing? We hate each other… don’t we?” you asked.

Dean gave you a smirk and ripped off your shorts. He hiked your legs up around his waist.

“You can try to tell yourself you don’t want me,” Dean said in a low voice. His fingers ran up in between your legs, and they came back slick. “But, we’d both know you’d be lying.”

His lips met yours once again in a bruising kiss. You felt him wrestle his own pants down and then he rubbed his hardened cock against your wet entrance, using yourself as lube. He groaned into your mouth as he slid inside of you, and you swore he muttered your name. You held onto him tightly, feeling him stretch your walls as he pumped himself into your tight warmth. Dean was everything you thought he’d be and then some. He supported you by holding onto your thighs, and started thrusting in and out. You let your head fall back against the wall, letting him control the rhythm and roughness. It felt damn good to be done up against the wall, to hear Dean occasionally groan your name. It sounded wonderful; the power you had over this man in this moment filled you with sweet desire. You bucked your hips with his, riding him like a wave. His grunts became louder, but neither of you cared.

He dug his nails into your thighs as he emptied himself inside of you. With a few more grinds of your hips, you were right there with him. Dean let you down the wall slowly, kissing you with passion you had never dreamed he could ever have for you.

Then again, there is just a thin line between hate and love, isn’t there?

 

~~Christine

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(Y/N) slowly bent over to pick up her gym bag, making sure her workout skirt rose up high enough to show her pink underwear. (Y/N) giggled as she looked at the wall mirror and saw that every WWE Superstar stopped in their tracks to watch her, all of these men were so desperate to have her they always acted like total fools. (Y/N) shook her head and started walking back to the showers when she felt a hand pull on her shoulder, she turned around to see Dolph Ziggler standing in front of her. (Y/N) gave Dolph a quick look over, he was wearing tight workout shorts, shirtless, and glistening from the sweat all over his body, he looked completely hot. (Y/N) licked her lips and looked up at him to see a smirk on his face. “You like what you see?” Dolph teased as he flexed his huge muscles in front of her. (Y/N) laughed as she reached out and ran her fingers along his arm, feeling him flex. “Oh yeah, Zigs. I like what I see a lot.” (Y/N) smirked as she rested her hands on Dolph’s chest. “You know (Y/N),” Dolph put his hands around (Y/N)’s hips, “if you want to see more of me half naked you can always come over to my place. Maybe dinner?” Dolph asked with hopeful eyes. (Y/N) took her hands off of Dolph. “No, I’m sorry. You know the rules, I can’t date anyone until my mom approves of them.” (Y/N) said turning her back to Dolph. Dolph grabbed her shoulder and flung her back around to face him. Dolph looked angry and his nostrils flared, for a second (Y/N) was scared. “Why don’t you drop that shit, (Y/N)? Everyone knows that’s bullshit that you need your mothers approval. You think your mom, Lita, did this shit when she got in the company? Well she didn’t. She didn’t lead on all the boys and make them think they stood a chance. You just like teasing all us guys and soon enough we’re not going to take it anymore.” Dolph said twisting a lock of (Y/N) chestnut red hair. (Y/N) batted Dolph’s hand away and raise any eyebrow at him. “Is that suppose to be a threat, Ziggler?” (Y/N) said before crossing her arms. Dolph didn’t get a chance to say anything before Dean Ambrose cut in. “Hey listen Dolph, the young lady said no. So how about you don’t threaten her, all right?” Dean said stepping in front of (Y/N). Dolph cussed under his breath before turning his back and walking away from Dean and (Y/N). Dean turned around and and shook his head at (Y/N). “What? Why are you shaking your head at me? Dolph was the one out of line.” (Y/N) said annoyed. Dean let out a sigh. “Yes Dolph may of been the one out of line but I see his point in how you tease all of us guys.” Dean said rubbing the back of his neck. (Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Awe what’s wrong, Ambrose? Can’t handle it when someone’s playing you for a chance?” (Y/N) said laughing. Dean gave (Y/N) a smirk and shook his head again. “You’re something else, sweetheart….. But I’ll be sure to see you around.” Dean said winking at her. (Y/N) was about to question Dean at what he meant, but he walked over to the weights before she got the chance. 
It was later that evening when (Y/N) understood what Dean meant. Every WWE Superstar and Diva were at the RAW show in Toronto getting ready before the show started. “Hey (Y/N), if you’re going back to the car could you grab me my make-up bag?” Her best friend AJ Lee asked looking through her suit case. (Y/N) took out her car keys and started walking out of the Diva’s locker room. “Sure thing, babycakes. Be back in ten.” (Y/N) call out before letting the door shut behind her. (Y/N) knew a shorter way to get to the parking garage if she look the stairwell.  (Y/N) found a stairwell and started walking downward to the parking garage, usually (Y/N) hated taking stairwells, she’s seen enough horror movies to know that the pretty girls always die in stairwells, it also didn’t help that the stairwell looked, and smelled, like it belonged in a horror movie. (Y/N) stopped when she felt her cell phone buzz in her back pocket, she thought it was AJ asking when she was but it was her mom. “Hey mom, how are you?” (Y/N) asked smiling as she leaned against the cold concrete wall. (Y/N) and her mom talked for ten minutes before (Y/N) had to say goodbye because she still had to get AJ’s make-up bag and get ready for the show, (Y/N) was about to continue walking when she heard footsteps echoing in the stairwell. (Y/N) stopped and held her breath, hoping it was just her mind playing tricks on her. (Y/N) watched as a shadow got bigger and bigger as whoever it was was coming closer to her. “H-Hello? Who’s there?” (Y/N) called out, but got no answer. Just as (Y/N) was about to run off down the stairs a bleach blond Superstar appeared. “Oh hello there, (Y/N). Did I scare you?” Dolph said laughing as he got closer. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and kept walking down the stairs, she still wasn’t impressed by that threat Dolph gave her earlier today. “Hey, what’s with the cold shoulder?” Dolph asked catching up with (Y/N). (Y/N) took in a deep breath and decided she didn’t want to fight over it so she turned and smiled at Dolph. “Oh sorry, I just have to go get something for AJ from my car.” (Y/N) said walking. “Oh.. well I’ll walk with you. You never know what kinds of creeps could be in stairwells.” Dolph said putting his arm around (Y/N)’s shoulder. “Yeah, creeps like you?” (Y/N) and Dolph heard a voice from behind, they both turned around to see Dean standing there. “Excuse me?” Dolph hissed turning around. Dean rose an eyebrow and smirked at Dolph. “I watched as you follow (Y/N) from the Diva’s locker room down here to the stairs. So I’d say you’re the creep here Dolph.” Dean said tapping his wrist. Dolph let go of (Y/N) and pushed Dean against the wall. (Y/N) stood there confused, she had no clue what the hell was going on. “What the hell is your problem man? Can’t you just piss off and stop cutting in?” Dolph snapped hitting Dean in the jaw, knocking him to the ground. (Y/N) pulled at Dolph’s arms and held it tightly so he couldn’t hit Dean again. “Dolph, what the hell is your problem?! Why would you hit Dean like that?” (Y/N) yelled. Dolph ripped his arm away from (Y/N) and stormed off upstairs, swearing with every step he took. (Y/N) turned to Dean and helped him up. “Why didn’t you hit him back? And why did you follow him?” (Y/N) asked brushing Dean’s hair back. “I didn’t hit Dolph because I knew he would bitch to Triple H, and he doesn’t like me enough as it is…. and I follow you two because I don’t trust Dolph. He’s forced himself on women before, I’ve seen it, and I don’t want that to happen to you.” Dean said rubbing his forehead. “Oh… well thank you, Dean.” (Y/N) said taking a deep breath. “…Well I gotta get to my car before AJ yells at me, I’ll see you around.” (Y/N) said turning her back to Dean. Dean grabbed (Y/N) and pulled her back to him and wrapped his arms around her waist form behind. “D-Dean, what are you doing?” (Y/N) asked confused. Dean lowered his head and brushed his lips against (Y/N)’s earlobe, making her break out in goosebumps. “I’m going to be completely honest with you, sweetheat,” Dean spoke in a whisper, “I like you, a lot. And I think you and I should go out.” Dean said kissing the back of (Y/N)’s neck. “Excuse me?” (Y/N) said wiggling her way out from Dean’s grasp, only to find herself pushed up against the wall, Dean pressing his body against her. “You heard me, babygirl. You’re interesting to me.” Dean said running his fingers through (Y/N)’s hair. (Y/N) pushed Dean off of her and kept walking, shaking her head at him. (Y/N) could hear Dean laughing from up the stairwell. “You can try and run, but you’ll come to me in just a matter of time.” Dean called out as (Y/N) finally reached the parking garage.
*2 Weeks later*
Calls, texts, showing up at her house, following her around at events. You name it, Dean did it. He was seriously determined to get (Y/N)’s attention. (Y/N) was in her favorite ice cream shop, minding her business, when her cell phone started buzzing. (Y/N) pulled out her cell phone and saw the Dean Ambrose texted her. *I thought about what it would feel like to be inside of you last night, I’ve never cummed so hard in my life.* (Y/N) almost choked on her ice cream. “I can’t believe he just texted me that…” (Y/N) thought to herself as she walked out of the ice cream shop. 
(Y/N) walked into the venue for tonight’s RAW and was immediately ambushed by Dean. “Hey there baby, how’s it going?” Dean said quickly kissing (Y/N) on the cheek. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and shoved Dean out from her way. “I’m very busy right now, Ambrose. Triple H wants to meet with me.” (Y/N) said walking, Dean quickly caught up. “Yeah, I asked him if he could put us in a romantic creative together.” Dean said laughing. (Y/N) stopped in her tracks. “You cannot be serious?” She said rubbing her forehead. “Oh you better believe I’m serious, sweetheart. One way or another I’m gonna get me lips on you.” Dean said pulling (Y/N) into his arms. (Y/N) pushed Dean away and glared at him. “You’re unbelievable you know that, Ambrose?” (Y/N) said shaking her head. Dean grabbed (Y/N) by her shoulders and shook her angrily. “No YOU’RE unbelievable, (Y/N)! Are you kidding me?! I’m DEAN AMBROSE, I am one of the hottest guys in the WWE, I’m at the top, if you were to be with me your career here would sky rocket. Why are you being so stubborn? Just fucking date me already!” Dean yelled, fire in his eyes and then he pulled (Y/N) in and crashed his lips against hers, kissing her fiercely. (Y/N) pushed Dean off of her, hard enough for him to fall to the ground. “Yeah, I get it. You’re ‘the’ Dean Ambrose. But hey, news flash buddy, I don’t give a damn who you are or what you’ve done. Do you know who I am? I am LITA’S DAUGHTER! I don’t need you to ‘sky rocket’ my career here, I can do that on my own. Goodbye Dean Ambrose.” (Y/N) yelled storming off.
*1 month later*
(Y/N) found herself bored with out the antics of Dean Ambrose… She thought she could preoccupy her mind with the other Superstars, but that didn’t work. Dolph was way to desperate, Fandango was being harassed by Layla and Summer Rae, Sheamus was too much of a drinker, Zack Ryder was an idiot, and Wade Barrett was out on leave because of his injury. (Y/N) found herself with no one to distract her from this never ending boredom. “Maybe I should give Dean a call.” (Y/N) said to herself as she was looking through her contacts in her phone. “I knew you liked him, I just don’t know why you would never admit it.” AJ said flipping through the channels on the TV. “Erm, what? Wait, did I say that out loud?” (Y/N) said suddenly realizing AJ was sitting right beside her. “I said it’s obvious you like Dean too, and yes, you did say that out loud.” AJ getting up and going to the kitchen. (Y/N) sighed as she clicked on Dean’s contact info. “You should give him a call. RVD said that Dean still talks about you in the locker room, he still likes you.” AJ said coming back with some water. “Ugh… I don’t know. I was such a bitch to him the last time we spoke in person.” (Y/N) told her best friend as her thumb hovered over the call button. AJ rolled her eyes and grabbed (Y/N)’s phone from her hands and pressed the call button. “Hey- no, give that back!” (Y/N) yelled, reaching for her phone. “Fine, here you go. But it’s ringing, so think of something to say.” AJ said tossing (Y/N) her phone back. (Y/N) quickly put the phone to her ear when she heard a voice come from the other end.. “Umm, hello? Dean?” (Y/N) asked nervously. “…Um yeah, it’s me Dean. You called me after all.” Dean said slightly annoyed. (Y/N) looked at AJ, not knowing what to say. “Say sorry.” AJ whispered as she put the TV on mute. “So um, I just wanted to tell you that I was sorry for the way I acted last time we saw each other.” (Y/N) said punching AJ in her arm because she was laughing. “Oh… well you should be sorry, you hit me pretty hard.” Dean said laughing. “Haha yeah, knocked you right on your ass.” (Y/N) playfully flirted. “Haha yeah you did… but listen, I’m still in your town and the night is young. Why don’t we go out and do something, catch a movie?” Dean asked. “He just asked me out!” (Y/N) told AJ before quickly putting the phone back to her ear. “Tell him yes, stop being stupid!” AJ said hitting (Y/N) with a pillow. “Um sure, a movie sounds great. Meet up at SliverCity in 30?” (Y/N) asked picking up another pillow and hitting AJ with it. 
AJ helped (Y/N) with picking out her clothes, doing her make-up, and her hair. AJ dropped (Y/N) off and wished her luck before she drove off. (Y/N) went inside and looked around, she got there a few minutes early so she rushed to the womens washroom to look herself over. She had on 4” heels, grey skinny jeans, a purple tank top, leather jacket, her long chestnut hair was curled and her eye’s were smoky. (Y/N) was looking completely hot. (Y/N) stepped out from the washroom and saw Dean standing near the entrance looking around, obviously looking for (Y/N). (Y/N) took a deep breath and walked over to Dean, she got half way to him before he noticed her and made his way to her as well. “Wow, you went all out for me? How nice.” Dean said winking before her lend down and kissed (Y/N) on the cheek. (Y/N) blushed and played with her fingers before looking at Dean again. Dean raised his eye brows and smirked at (Y/N). “Oh, I’m making you blush am I. I never thought I’d see the day that someone made you feel nervous.” Dean said laughing. (Y/N) playfully hit Dean in the shoulder and took his hand and started walking over to the ticket line. “Oh shut up, Ambrose. Don’t want to get too cocky on our first date.” (Y/N) said looking at the movie screen. Dean licked his lips and lend in close to (Y/N). “So are you implying that there will be more dates, (Y/N)?” Dean asked wrapping his arm around (Y/N)’s waist. “Well maybe if you play your cards right, then yes, there’ll be a second and then some.” (Y/N) said smirking at Dean. 
"Yeah, hey AJ? Mhmm…. Uh, I won’t be coming home tonight. Hmm." (Y/N) told AJ over the phone, trying not to moan while Dean kissed her neck and unbuttoned her jeans. "Oh, so I take it you and Dean had a good night?" AJ asked laughing, she knew exactly what was going on. "Uh-huh, oh God… Okay AJ I have to go!" (Y/N) said when she felt Dean lightly nibble on her nipples. "Okay, but I want details after!" AJ said, before (Y/N) had a chance to say anything else Dean grabbed the phone from (Y/N). "She has to go AJ!" Dean said before hanging up the phone. Right before Dean hung up they could hear AJ laughing from the other end. "I will never hear the end of this." (Y/N) thought to herself, but Dean quickly took her attention back. "Ugh, you don’t know how long I’ve wait for this moment, thought of this moment in my head." Dean said bring his lips back to (Y/N)’s. (Y/N) laughed as she kissed Dean, he parted his lips and moved his tongue into (Y/N)’s mouth and bit her lower lip, making her moan out. "I’ve heard from a few girls in the back that you’re good." (Y/N) said pulling her bra off. Dean smirked and cupped (Y/N)’s breasts with his hands. "Well then you heard right, baby. Let me show you how good I really am." Dean said twisting (Y/N)’s harden pink nipples. Dean rubbed his fingers over the fabric of (Y/N)’s underwear. "You’re so wet already." Dean said sliding his fingers through her underwear and genitally pushing his two front fingers into her. (Y/N) threw her head back in pleasure and gripped at Dean’s belt. "Why do you still have these pants on?" (Y/N) asked laughing and she pulled Dean’s pants down to his knees, Dean stood up and fully took them off and then stroked his cock in front of (Y/N), watching the hunger for him grow in her eyes. "Tell me you want me, (Y/N)." Dean demanded and he rubbed his tip. (Y/N) looked up at Dean confused. "I want to hear you tell someone you want them, and I want that person to be me." Dean said grabbing (Y/N) by the throat and laying her down on the bed. As Dean squeezed harder on (Y/N)’s throat she felt the need to want him even more than before. "I-I want you Dean, I want you so badly." (Y/N) said reaching down and stroking her clit. "Hmm, that’s what I thought baby." Dean said taking his hand away and kissing her. Dean slowly teased (Y/N) with the tip of his cock, Dean’s dick was bigger than what (Y/N) was used too, so she knew it would take some time to get used to him. Dean try to go deeper into (Y/N) but then realized she’s to tight. "I don’t want to hurt you." Dean said pulling himself away. (Y/N) quickly pulled him back on top of her. "Wait, no. It’s okay Dean. I just have to get used to your size, that’s all." (Y/N) said, reassuring him. Dean looked at (Y/N) and smiled and then kissed her sweetly on the lips before rubbing his tip on (Y/N)’s wet sex again. (Y/N) wrapped her legs around Dean’s waist and watched as Dean slowly forced his member into her pussy one inch at a time. Soon Dean was able to get his cock fully into her and he started thrusting. "Oooh fuck, Dean. You feel so good." (Y/N) said pulling his messy blond hair. Dean smirked as he licked (Y/N)’s chest and rubbed her clit. (Y/N) rolled Dean over and turned around so that she was in the reverse-cowgirl position. (Y/N) started grinding and twisting her hips on Dean’s cock and he gripped at her ass. Dean put his hands on (Y/N)’s hips and helped her bounce faster and harder off of his cock. "Uhh, I knew it would feel good inside of you." Dean moaned out as he felt (Y/N)’s vagina wall’s tighten around his cock. "Hmm, I’m close Dean. I’m gonna cum." (Y/N) said as she bounced up and down. Dean and (Y/N) were both close to their orgasms, they felt their release at the same time, Dean pulled out fast enough to not cum inside of (Y/N). Dean exploded, his cum shooting everywhere from the carpet to the walls. "Hmm, I didn’t think I even that that much cum." Dean said slowly sitting up, looking at the mess they created in his hotel room. (Y/N) giggled as she took Dean in her mouth to clean him up. "So… what do you say, princess?" Dean asked running his fingers though (Y/N)’s hair. (Y/N) looked up at Dean after her last lick. "What do you mean?" She asked licking her lips. "How about you and I keep dating, and then we get more serious?" Dean asked raising an eyebrow. (Y/N) gave Dean a sweet smile and crawled on top of Dean. "I think my mother would approve of you." (Y/N) said kissing Dean.
 
-Kourtney (Hope you like it)  
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A wrestler feels physical pain.
A blow to the head, a back through a table, it’s all a physical agony that is temporary. Can be healed with medicines and bandages. But it’s the wounds inside that hurt the most. The wounds that nobody
can see. The wounds that are seeping and bleeding and nobody notices.
That’s emotional pain. A pain that sears through your body and can’t be fixed with any pill or plaster.
That’s the pain you feel every day. When you wake up and hear your mother cooing to  your daughter, feeding your daughter, cradling and kissing your daughter and you have to act like the big sister.
When Vaughn turned 3, you wanted to tell her you were her mother. But Stephanie and Paul were against it, stating it would only confuse her at such a young age and to wait a year. On Vaughn’s 4th birthday,
it was the same excuse. Every single day of her not knowing who you really were was opening this inner wound, deeper and deeper.
You remember when you told your parents you’d fell pregnant at 16, it was a mistake with a boy who you never even told. It was your own idea for Steph and Paul to pretend they’d had another daughter, and now
every single day you have to hear Vaugn call you ‘Leila’ instead of ‘Mommy’ it kills you.
One night, you were joining your parents in a Baltimore arena for Raw. You tended to hang backstage, you were pretty close with the Superstars and Diva’s. 
You were having a conversation with Emma when a familiar raspy voice sounded in your ear, “hey.”
Turning, you smiled at Dean Ambrose. “Hey Jon,” you replied.
Dean was one of the first people you’d become close to when you began joining your parents at arena’s. But you always assumed he thought of you as a little kid. The first time you’d met him, you were 17.
"I didn’t know you were joining us today, thought you might be babysitting," he smirked at you and babysitting as if it were a mundane chore. You had to resist a retort at that, you loved taking care of your
sisters and with Vaughn, it wasn’t really babysitting.
You just shook your head, “not tonight. I want to witness Seth pummel you for myself.”
Dean laughed a sadistic laugh and took a lock of your hair in his fingers, you tried to compose yourself although you were a little shocked and watched him twirl it around his fingers for a moment just looking at your
face before he leaned in close and pecked you on the cheek before disappearing down the corridor.
You were left stunned and heard Emma gasp behind you.
"What the hell was that?"
"No idea," you admitted and watched Dean’s back.
Turns out that was only the beginning of weird occurences around Ambrose. Or Jon, as you called him to his face.
He’d always be there, around you, next to you. It began like the first encounter, a lock of hair wrapped around his finger and a peck on the cheek before he began to get more confident and you secretly loved
the way his hand would rest against your hip or grip onto your waist, or the way he’d lean really close to your face when nobody was watching.
After a while though, people began to notice.
"I don’t like it," your father announced one evening as your mother took the kids up to bed. You were sat on the dinner table, resting your head against your hand tired of his constant attempts to control your life.
"I don’t want you with him."
"Why not?"
Paul just looked incredulous, as if he couldn’t believe you had even questioned him. “It’s too risky.”
"It’s a gimmick, Dad. You know that. When he’s Jonathan, he’s the nicest guy in the world."
"Not risky because of him, Leila. Risky because of you."
Your eyes met his suddenly and watched him bite the inside of his cheek before looking away from you. 
"What’re you saying? I can’t see him? You’re going to take my baby away from me and now you’re going to say who I can and can’t date!"
You were hysterical now. Paul looked furious, “how dare you!”
"How dare you!" You were on your feet now, tears running down your cheeks as your emotions were rocketing and it was finally time to confess how you really felt.
Your father got on his feet as well, his eyes on fire and his face red with anger. “You asked me and your mother to protect you. You wanted help. You wanted out from that childs life!”
The truth of his words hit you like a punch to the gut, you couldn’t deny it.
"I know!" You screamed, "I know! I was 16 and so so scared! But every time I look at her and I see myself in her. My heart, she’s mine, Dad!"
"No." Steph announced from the doorway, her glare was pinning you and she closed the door behind her, "she’s ours now. We can’t have this secret coming out."
You watched as your mother stood supportively beside your father and felt like the world was against you. You sought their help because you were young and frightened and had no idea how to bring up a baby
but you had every intention of telling everyone the truth when the time was right. You didn’t want Vaughn to be 10 or 15 or even 20 and never knowing who her real mother was.
"This thing with Good stops now." Steph stated, her voice was hard and cold and she was beginning to sound like your grandfather.
Your head fell, you were looking at the floor too exhausted to defend yourself anymore.
"And nobody ever knows about Vaughn. Understand?"
"I’ll never have her, will I?" You asked pathetically.
You felt your mothers hands hug you to her chest and you sobbed. “Darling Leila, you asked us to help you. To protect you. You asked us to bring up your baby like one of your own and you suddenly decide to turn
her world and yours and ours upside down because all of a sudden you’re feeling motherly?”
"That’s not-"
"It’s not up for discussion anymore." Paul said across the table, "go to bed, Leila."
You obliged without another word. 
Thinking over it, you supposed your parents were doing you the greatest favour in the world.
An opportunity that many young mothers didn’t have.
You were able to fall pregnant and keep your baby without any of the complications of being an actual mother to her. You were able to see her, hold her, play with her without any of the maternal responsibilities
but it was getting old.
That was nice when you were 18 and 19 and wanted to party all night but you were maturing now, at 20 years old, you were an adult. And you were in a sort of relationship now and yet there was this huge lie hanging
over your head.
It’s been four months and you and Dean were in a proper relationship now. Although he’d never outright asked you, it was fairly obvious. Besides, it wasn’t in his nature to ask.
And then you saw him with Vaughn. He was at your house, supposedly having a meeting with your father although when it ended, he’d joined you in the living room where you were watching the kids.
Vaughn had stood up and was walking towards you, but her excited pace was making her unsteady on her feet and just when you were about to stand up and stop her falling over, Dean had shot up and caught her
in his strong arms. When he’d picked her up, Vaughn was so high she was giggling.
Your heart lurched at the sight of him holding your daughter and it ached. It was bordering on physical pain. You stood up and rested your hand on Dean’s bicep. He turned towards you with a shit eating grin.
"Didn’t think I was good with kids, did you?"
You were silent and shook your head. You wanted to take her away from him, anything to stop the pain but you didn’t. You torturously watched as Dean span around the  room holding the laughing 4 year old in his arms
before finally reaching over and giving her to you.
The secret was bubbling up in your throat. You wanted to confess to him. You wanted to tell him but your mothers words echoed in your head.
Turning everyones life around. How would Dean even feel when he knows you’re a package deal? This was the whole reason you wanted your parents to take her in the first place, so you could date and have a relationship
without them knowing about you being a mother.
As if they could hear your thoughts, your parents appeared in the doorway. “Just checking everything is alright,” Steph said and watched you carefully as you put Vaughn back on the ground. You couldn’t meet her
eyes without her knowing you were guilty. 
You had just been seriously considering confessing to Dean, your boyfriend that you have a 4 year old who is being brought up as your younger sister. And she didn’t even know the truth yet.
"Mommy!"
You turned instinctively when Vaughns voice rang out and you began to bend to catch her when she was running and like slow motion, you saw her bound right past you, as if you were invisible and right into your mothers
arms. It was as if you’d been killed on the spot.
This would never go away.
"Leila, a moment?" Paul asked and you followed him to his office.
"You’re beginning to get on my nerves."
You were silent as he rebuked you, blaming you for even starting this mess in the first place. It was all your fault because it was your idea, you knew that but you’ve been wanting to tell the truth for years.
"I want to tell him, Dad."
"Not going to happen."
"Do you forget I’m your goddamn daughter too?" Your eyes were cold as you studied him and for once, he was silent. "Can’t you understand my needs for a minute? Imagine if this was reversed. What if you and mom
had a kid and was being brought up as my daughter, having to hear her call me mom and call you ‘grandpa.’”
Paul looked away and you continued, “this isn’t how I wanted things to go. I should have taken responsibility in the first place, I created her life and gave it to you but not anymore, Dad. She’s mine and I want her. And I’m
telling Dean right now.”
As you got up and turned, what you saw almost stopped your heart. Dean was in the doorway, his blue eyes were icy but swimming with emotion you couldn’t place.
This wasn’t how you wanted to tell him.
~ S
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Angel stood outside the arena still in shock that she managed to win the competition for a VIP WWE experience.
 
"Angel?"
 
Angel turned around to see WWE diva AJ Lee in front of her “Yes hello AJ” Angel replied holding out her hand for AJ to shake
 
"Welcome to your VIP WWE experience follow me"
 
Angel did as she was told and made her way into the arena
 
"So where would you like to see first?" AJ asked sweetly with a smile, Angel could already tell she was nothing like her on screen persona
 
"Ermmm how about we start over there and make our way around" suggested Angel pointing to the catering section
 
AJ laughed “Hungry eh? Sure no problem”
 
As they made their way into catering they were greeted by the daunting sight of Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins all sitting around a table eating their food.
 
AJ smiled at the boys as they made their way in “Hi Boys”
 
They all waved at AJ and smiled at Angel
 
"So is this our competition winner?" Dean asked unable to take his eyes off Angel
 
AJ laughed “Yes it is and down boy! she isn’t here to be harassed by you she is here to see what goes on in WWE behind the scenes we don’t want her getting the wrong impression of our male superstars”
 
"AJ Vince wants to see you in the production truck……" a voice from the backstage crew called out towards AJ
 
AJ sighed “Sure I will be right there…will you be ok here for a few minutes? Vince doesn’t let anyone who isn’t staff into the production truck regardless of what competition you have won”
 
Angel looked over at the 3 members of the shield with a smirk on her face damn they all looked hot!
 
"I will be absolutely fine AJ you take your time"
 
AJ glanced over at the shield “Be good”
 
The 3 men laughed “We will”
 
"I wasn’t talking to you" AJ giggled at Angel
 
"Come and sit with us" Roman said to Angel
 
Angel made her way over and sat down she couldn’t believe she was having lunch with the shield!
 
1 hour later…..
 
The banter between the 3 and Angel had continued for a whole hour, so much so that AJ had left Angel with the boys and left to go home.
 
Seth leaned over and whispered in Angels ear “Don’t worry about AJ leaving you, you are in good hands”
 
Angel felt guilty after all she had won a competition to be shown round the arena by AJ and so far she had seen none of the rest of the arena and AJ had left her to it.
 
The flirting between the 3 and Angel continued for another hour or so, the boys had all bee lavishing attention on Angel competing for her attention almost and Angel wasn’t going to deny she was loving every second.
 
"Right we better go we have a busy day tomorrow" Seth announced
 
"I am right behind you Seth" said Dean
 
Roman got up as if to follow the 2 men “I wish I was behind you right now” he growled in Angels ear as he walked past
 
Angel giggled flirtatiously at the Samoan superman “Well should you ever want to be you know where I am Mr Reigns, after all the other two seem to have admitted defeat in the competition for me”
 
"Who are you kidding there is no competition I am Roman Reigns I never lose! So shall we get a cab and get to know each other a little better?" Roman winked saucily at Angel
 
Angel shook her head “I’m sorry Roman, as much as you are gorgeous your arrogance about the fact that you know it just doesn’t do anything for me”
 
Roman stood dumbstruck as he watched Angel walk away
 
Angel walked into the men’s locker room she knew what she wanted, she walked up to her favourite shield member a pulled him in for a passionate kiss
 
" You won the competition for me now take me back to the hotel and show me what you can really do…..Seth"
 

Victoria X

Briee Valentine was a 20 year old Puerto Rican Diva, with the most beautiful curves on her body and was the newest WWE Diva and Fourth member of the shield. But she had what most girls would kill for. The attention of the shield. Each member in their own way loved her in their own right, but none of them hadte  told her yet and it was hard to know who would tell her first. Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose or Roman Reigns one of them would have to bite the bullet and tell her eventually wouldn’t they? After all the three of them were madly inlove.

One day Briee had been backstage in the divas locker room, showering after her match against Paige. She was just about to turn her hair dryer on, when a knock at her door stopper her. She put the hair dryer down and answered it, to her surprise Dean Ambrose was standing in the doorway.

"Dean, nice to see you are you alright? You look a bit pale" she said. 

"I’m alright, it’s just…the….uh….hot…weather as all." He said "Are any of the…other…divas…here?" He managed to finish nervously.

"No there not, just me."

"Oh! well I was…wondering then…would it be alright if I came in…I need to talk to you" 

"Of course Dean! Come in" she said before gesturing for him to come in. "What is it that’s bothering you?" 

"I dorm exactly know….how to say this….but the thing is…I…uh love you Briee" she sat there shocked for a moment not quite believing what she had heard, after the silence had gone on, Dean stood up. 

"I’m sorry…I knew it was a bad idea" he said before heading towards the door. 

"Dean…don’t go…it’s just that…." She trailed off but he was gone. 

Not long after that she was in the gym one morning, as she was there from the corner of her eye she noticed Seth Rollins walking towards her. 

"I’m guessing your here for the early morning workout too" she laughed, Seth tried to chuckle 

"well actually no " Briee was a bit shocked. "I was hoping to catch you here, I needed to speak to you" that seemed like all her friends had been doing lately. 

"This May sound crazy…but you’re an amazing girl…and I…uh…love you…" 

"Seth I’m flattered it’s just that maybe we should wait until everything has settled down a bit." 

"Of course, I understand." He said before walking off. 

The following week she was in her hotel room when there was a knock at the door, with a sigh she walked  towards the door pulling it open. There in front of her was Roman Reigns. She hadn’t seen him in a long time. 

"Roman nice too see you" she said 

"I think I could say the same to you" he began "hey listen are you busy right now?" 

"No, just resting up before the show tomorrow night" she said smiling "is something the matter?" 

"Not really, it’s just something that’s been bugging me a long time." He said "the thing is, I know you’re only new here…but..I..uh can’t help myself being drawn to you. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you." She was speechless first Dean, then Seth and now Roman. 

"The thing is…." She began "I don’t know if anything should happen….not if we’re all working together, I don’t want things to get awkward."

"Thank you for being honest not a lot of chicks would do that."

~ 3 years later ~ 

As it turned out that those weeks three years ago, had made Briee realise that she did love one of them. She loved Dean. She remembered the night he had come to her locker room, when she saw the panic the terrified look in his normally sweet blue eyes. She had wanted to tell him then and there he had run off too quickly, mistaken her silence as though she wasn’t interested when the truth was, she had always loved him. Ever since that night he confessed his feelings she’d never been more sure of her own. She had left the company a few months ago. They had been married a year now, and Briee cradled the newborn baby girl of just three months into her arms when Dean snuck up behind her. Carefully, he picked his daughter up as Briee gently lifted her arms to ease the transition. He sat on the couch his daughter wrapped into his arms, her blue eyes - exactly like her dad - looked up directly and lovingly towards him. He gently rocked the quiet baby, who soon fell asleep cosily in his arms. He kissed his wife’s forehead lightly.

"I love you" he said "both of you, mean the world" he said as Briee laid her head onto his shoulder.

"Dean I love you too, both of you." She said looking from her daughter to Dean. 

 

~ AJ ~

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Alexis and Dean had been dating for the past year and things could not have been going any smoother for the couple. Alexis was due to have a handicap match against Nikki and Brie the Bella Twins. 

“Be careful out there” Dean said. He loved his girlfriend and trusted she could put up a fight but he worried especially since it was a two on one situation. 
“Don’t worry Dean, I promise I’ll be fine” She said before Dean sighed, ignoring him she pulled her boyfriend’s lips close to hers to kiss him passionately.

 

~ During the match ~

 

The match went exactly how Alexis had predicted she had gotten the upper hand in the first few short minutes, before The Bella twins had used ‘The Bella Buster’ and knocking Alexis to the ground.  Everything around her suddenly went black. When she awoke, she looked above her to see that her head was placed in Dean’s lap, and he was soothingly stroking her hair but was worried about her. When he noticed her awareness he gently kissed her on the lips passionately, before he picked her up and carried her backstage to get medical attention

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~ Hotel Room ~

 

Once Alexis had been cleared of any medical injuries - other than a bruise and a headache, Dean helped her back into the car and carried her up the stairs where there hotel room was. He opened the door and placed her gently onto the bed. He handed her a bottle of water which she gladly accepted and placed himself next to her. 

“Are you alright?” 
“Just a little hot, but otherwise I’m fine Dean”
“You really scared me out there.”
“I’m Sorry Dean…I didn’t mean to and thank you for helping me” she said before kissing him. 
“That’s alright” he finished before he began to kiss her back this time.  

 

Things became heated and Dean began to worry, he looked at Alexis before he continued. 
“It’s alright” she said “I promise I’ll tell you if it gets too much, besides I need the cheering up. Dean gave into his girlfriend as he pulled off her shorts, leaving her covered in very lacy red and black lingerie. He soon removed the bra and then went to remove her underwear. 
“You weren’t kidding about being hot” he said teasingly, she play slapped him. 
“Shut up, or I’ll just leave you awake while I sleep.” She said back. 
“Fine I surrender.” Dean began, giving into temptation he pulled Alexis’s face closer to his own and reciprocated her own advances by kissing her with an even deeper hunger of his own. Alexis soon pulled off Dean’s shorts off leaving the two completely naked. Dean used his soft lips to place kisses all over her body. Alexis moaned from pleasure. Dean soon decided he wouldn’t give her what she so desperately wanted - well not yet. He utilised his hands moving them throughout her body. She felt shivers go through her entire body. He decided ‘teasing time’ was over and ‘playtime’ was just starting to happen. Alexis moaned from pleasure completely overwhelmed by his sweet aroma she had inhaled that was Dean Ambrose. His body soon entered her own, and he decided to further move his own hips, teasing her further.  Soon as the heat and gravity became a factor, the two bodies relaxed and their heart rates soon eased. Dean gently brushed a strand away from Alexis’s head before he rest her head onto his chest and watched as she fell asleep. 

 

~ AJ ~ 

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Star could not believe this.  Here she was, locked in a motel room with Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins, two people she despised since she started in the main roster.  How did she get in this predicament?  Well, the history is that the three of them never got along, they always argued about anything and everything.  And that night was no different:
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Flashback – hours ago
The four of them were on their way to the motel after a taping of Raw; Roman Reigns driving, Seth in the passenger, Star and Dean in the backseat.  The three, as the Shield, fought a match with the Wyatts and toward the end, Evolution came out to interfere.  Star was managing and when Evolution came out, she got involved and helped the Shield fight them off; getting aid from her friends Tamina Snuka, Alicia Fox, Aksana, and Summer Rae.  Star afterwards made a comment about wanting her and some of the girls to fight the Wyatts next week.  Of course Seth had to be the first one to open his mouth, yelling and ranting about how dangerous it would be and it’s not her business to get involved.  Star glanced over at Dean, waiting to hear his take on everything and for him to open his mouth as per usual, but saw that he seemed lost in thought.  He was looking at the floor, hands folded in his land, an unreadable expression on his face. She was confused, what could have caused this?  She remembers there being another woman that entered the fray, defending Dean the whole time, could the cause be something with her?
“Dean!” Seth called, not noticing something off with Dean.  “Can you please explain to her that fighting the Wyatts is a dangerous idea?”
Dean slowly lifted his head, Star could see something in his eyes, something she couldn’t identify.  He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and lowered it again.
“Dean?” Star questioned, worry in her voice.  Although she hated him, seeing him act like this almost scared her.
“Dean, you ok?” Roman asked, also taking notice in Dean’s silence.
“This is your fault Star.” Seth accused.
“How is this my fault?!”
“Enough you two!” Roman shouted, startling both Star and Seth, Dean however remained unfazed by the noise.  “We’re almost at the motel.  Until we’re at the recipient’s desk getting our room keys, the two of you are not to speak.  Understand?”  Both nodded, a defeated look in each of their eyes.  “This shit ends now.” Roman mumbled, casting worried eyes on Dean through the rear-view mirror.
End of flashback
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And true to their word, neither her nor Seth spoke the rest of the ride.  The only noise was the soft sound of the radio.  However, once they were each given a room key at the front desk, Seth opened his mouth to continue the argument.  As ironic as it was, she was assigned to room with him, while Roman and Dean shared another room.  When they reached one of the rooms and opened the door, Roman pushed the other three in the room and held the door closed, taking all four room keys.
 
“What the hell Rome!” Seth yelled.
 
“The three of you are settling things now.” Roman said calmly.  “The arguments end tonight.”
 
Seth sighed loudly, “This is all your fault Star, everything.”
 
“Again I ask, how is everything my fault?  I haven’t done anything!”
 
No one noticed Dean moving to sit on one of the beds, his back against the headboard.  He hugged his knees close to his chest and pulled out a necklace from his pocket, staring at it. During the yelling, Star glanced at the beds and noticed Dean on one of them.
 
“Dean?  You alright?”
 
Seth stopped his yelling and also looked at Dean, all traces of anger gone, “Dean, you ok man?”
 
Dean didn’t respond to either of them, just continued to stare at the necklace.  Star walked closer to him, and saw the necklace.  It was a silver chain with a “v” shaped charm on it.  The ends of the “v” have what look liked flower buds, or closed flowers, she wasn’t sure.  The bottom had a bloomed flower, and when she looked closer, she saw a small diamond in the middle.
 
“It’s a really pretty necklace Dean.” Star said.  “Where did you get it?”
 
Star soon regretted the question when she saw a small tear roll down his face.  Seth walked closer as well, worry etched in his face, “Dean, did something happen?”
 
“…S-Star?” Dean asked, trying his best to hold back tears.
 
“Yes Dean.”
 
“Do…Do you know the other woman that helped us tonight?”
 
“No, she must have been called from NXT.  Why?  Do you know her?”
 
“…She looks…really…familiar…”  Once he said that, tears flowed from his eyes. 
 
Seth and Star each got worried and each embraced him, putting aside their hatred to help Dean.  They soon heard the door open and in came Roman, worry also in his face.  He picked Dean up and carried his bridal style out of the room, placing the two key cards on the dresser, “You two are still not allowed to leave the room.  I’ll tend to him while you two settle things.  Star, you and Dean will talk later alright?”
 
Star nodded and Roman then left the room, leaving her and Seth alone.  “Hope Dean’s ok.” she said.
 
“Yeah. I never saw him like that before.  I never saw that necklace.”
 
“Maybe it belongs to the woman who helped us tonight.  Maybe he knows her.”
 
“Maybe.  We’ll just wait until tomorrow for an answer.  No doubt Roman will get everything out of him.”
 
“Yeah…”
 
The two then silently got changed for the night, no arguments, no nothing.  They each laid in their own beds, her reading a book and him just staring at the ceiling.
 
“Hey…I…um…I just want to say…thanks…for helping us tonight.”
 
Star almost dropped her book, did Seth just apologized?  “N-No problem Seth.  Kind of surprised you’re thanking me and not yelling at me for it.”
 
“It’s just…I realized something.”
 
“What?”
 
“Just…you’re just as part of the team as the rest of us.  I just…wanted you safe.”
 
“I don’t quite understand.”
 
“Look.” he started, getting up from his bed and laying next to her, “I just…don’t want you hurt ok?  I…I like you.  A lot really.  And I just want to protect you.”
 
“So…you argue with me to protect me?”
 
“…More or less…yeah.”
 
Her jaw almost dropped, Seth likes her.  He argued with her to only protect her from harm.  She set the book aside and looked over at him, “Seth…I appreciate you wanting to protect me, but I’m not a helpless princess.  I can defend myself.  But…if I want to be honest…I want you safe as well.”
 
“Hey, I’m not helpless either!” he retorted with a laugh.
 
“I know.” she giggled.  “I mean…I…like you too ok?  I worry about you a lot.  And-”
 
She was cut off when his lips crashed into hers.  Both sets of eyes slid shut at the same time, each moaning as the kiss grew more intense.  He moved so that he was on top of her, detaching his lips from hers to remove her shirt and throw it somewhere in the room.  She tugged on his and also removed it.  He then attached his lips to her neck, kissing the thick column. She tilted her head to give him more room.  He traced kisses down her body until he reached the waistband of her pants.  He made quick work of removing them and her underwear.  He then got up and went to his bag to find some kind of lubricant and a condom that he kept for things like this.  Once he found what he wanted, he walked back over and tossed them on the bed, freeing his hands to remove the rest of his clothes.  She groaned at the site of him fully naked, causing a noise to leave his mouth as well at the sight of her.  He sat at her spread legs, lubing a few fingers and sliding one inside.  A second followed after some time, then a third for extra precaution. 
 
“Please…no more.” she panted, not taking this teasing any longer.  “Need you…please.”
 
“Alright.  As you wish then.” he smirked.
 
He pulled his fingers out and opened the condom packet, placing it on his cock and lubing that.  He was ready to push in, but didn’t quite yet, waiting for her to give the ok.  Once he got the nod, he slowly pushed inside.  He kept is slow in the beginning, but then the pace quickened over time.  Her moans were driving him to go faster, wanting to hear them get louder and louder. She could feel her stomach churning, she was close.
 
“I’m going to come Seth!”
 
“Come then, I’m close too.”
 
She cried out when she came, ending with a moan.  He followed soon after her, groaning as he did so.  He stayed in for a bit, catching his breath.  Once he was alright, he slowly pulled out, took off the condom and discarded it in the nearest bin.  He laid next to her, pulling her close to his body, falling asleep almost instantly.  She smiled and pecked his check before drifting to sleep as well.  At least her and Seth made amends, now to talk to Dean.

-Kristin

 

posted 2 days ago with 12 notes

I can’t believe I just poured my heart and soul out to the man I have grown the biggest crush on. It was a stupid crush too. It made me feel like I was in high school again. My heart raised when I talked to him, my mind wonder to what he thought of me. My palms got sweaty when he asked me questions. I was a nervous wreck around him, but I had fallen in love with the way he has made me feel. It was an amazing feeling. I didn’t want to get through that, I wanted to enjoy it. But there was a little problem; he was taken. Why must he be taken? He didn’t have much to say when I told him; but I couldn’t go on without telling him.

It has been a couple weeks since I poured my heart and soul out to him. I was sitting at the hotel just doing some email work and getting stuff answered, when my door was knocked on. I slid out of the bed and walked towards the door, I checked the peephole to make sure it wasn’t someone I didn’t want to deal with. I opened it when I saw him standing there staring at me. He sighed and rubbed his neck, “can we talk?”

I nodded and let him in, I walked back over to the bed and closed my laptop and sat down slowly, “what’s up?”

“I was an ass when you told me how you felt about me,” he said slowly sitting down next to me. “I shouldn’t have been that way towards you Destinee, I feel bad.”

“It’s okay,” I told him and placed my hand on his, “you have a girlfriend, I can get over it.”

“I don’t want you too,” he said softly and sighed, “I want to make us work.”

“How? You have a girlfriend Jon,” I told him softly.

He sighed and squeezed my hand, “no, I broke it off with her after you told me.”

“That was two weeks ago Jon,” I told him, not sure where this is going.

“I know, I needed to make sure I did the right thing before I actually asked you what I’m about to ask you,” he said softly.

He was nervous, “are you okay?”

He nodded, “yeah, I am, I’m just nervous, you make me nervous.”

“Why?” I asked confused.

“Because I feel like I need to impress you, but I know I don’t,” he said and sighed.

“So what did you want to ask me?” I asked getting him back on track once again.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked softly.

I nodded and leaned up kissing him, “yes, yes I will.”

He smiled and kissed back, “good because I feel like for the first time in all my life, I think, I think I may be falling in love with you.”

I melted into him. He was pouring his soul out to me. I couldn’t wait to see where this would lead, but right now his lips were pretty damn enticing. So that is just what I am going to do right now.

 

I hope you enjoyed. I’m sorry there’s no sex scene…I just couldn’t get one out of me! I’m really sorry! I hope you still liked it! –Cay! <3

posted 2 days ago with 5 notes

Everyone was going out tonight, it was the one time that she would love to go out because there were her coworkers that she never got to hang out with outside of work and loved hitting the clubs with. There was just one problem about tonight though, she wasn’t in the mood to hit the club. She was laying in her hotel bed when her phone began to buzz uncontrollably and flash at her. Reaching over she grabbed it off the bedside table. Glancing down she saw her good friend Dean Ambrose texting her, ‘please tell me I’m not the only one that decided not to go out for once?’

She chuckled at it, she was shocked he wasn’t out with the rest of the group. She replied, ‘nope, this hotel bed is pretty comfy.’

She knew exactly what he was going to say, and it was correct, ‘can I join?’

She shrugged, ‘sure why not, you know the number.’

‘Good, now answer the door,’ his message said and then a knock was heard.

She slowly slid out of the bed and walked over to the door, opening it slowly, “hey.”

He smiled and leaned and kissed her cheek, “hey beautiful.”

She then walked back over to the bed and slid into the bed once again. He followed suit after ditching his shoes. She looked over at him, “you can get comfy you know, I don’t mind.”

He smiled, “this is why we are friends.”

With that said he ditched his jeans and his t-shirt, pulling me in close to his frame. I smiled up at him, “I was about to order a movie, which one do you think we should watch?”

“Whatever you pick is fine,” he told her and nuzzled his nose into her neck.

Smiling widely up at him, “sounds good.”

After the first movie they watched, we were tightly snuggled together. By the second movie, Ambrose had fallen asleep half way through. She found it fun and found his little snores more enjoyable then the movie, well the movie he actually picked out.

Soon enough she had fallen asleep snuggled with him. Enjoying every little second of it. By the time the morning rolled around she woke to feeling his eyes staring down at her. She said softly with her eyes still tightly shut, “you know it’s not nice to stare at person who is trying to sleep…”

He chuckled, “I can’t help it, you are so beautiful when you sleep.”

She blushed up at him, “I’m sure I’m not a beautiful sleeper.”

“You are, you are a beautiful angel when you are asleep,” he said softly. “I would have never guessed that.”

“Shut up,” she told him and smacked his chest lightly, hiding her face from him.

He laughed and pulled her in closer, “I think we should do this more often.”

“Oh ya?” she asked with her head still nuzzled into his chest.

He nodded and ran his fingers through her hair, “what you think?”

“I think I could enjoy it,” she said smiling widely up at him.

 

Hope you enjoyed! –Cay <3

posted 2 days ago with 16 notes

She had the look that WWE was looking for, but what shocked the rooster and the fan base was that she could wrestle and she was damn good at it. She wasn’t just all looks, and that is how she won the WWE Diva Search. She even shocked the WWE world when she slid into the WWE ring while Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose were having a match. What shocked them all the most was that she smacked Ambrose with the steal chair she held in her hand.

He rolled over in pain, shocked that this beautiful woman had just smacked him hard with the steal chair. He hadn’t done anything to that woman and had no clue why she had done it. The only answer that came to his mind was that the Authority had sent her out here.

She quickly slid out of the ring, slithering back up the stage. The look on her face was mixed, he caught the look in her eyes. She felt bad for hitting him, she held concern. He was definitely going to search her down and figure what exactly that was about.

He found her sitting in catering, sitting down, still sweaty from his match, breathing heavy as well. He composed himself, and she waited, “what was that for? That was out of no where.”

“Sorry Stephanie said I needed to do it, you know in order to prove myself to her,” she said shrugging. He sighed and rubbed his neck, “heads up would have been nice.”

“She wanted Rollins to win, you know that,” she said playing with a napkin that was still lying on the table.

“I’m okay, you didn’t break me,” he told her touching her hand.

She smiled up at him, “good, I tried not to do it that hard.”

“I can take a hit,” he said and winked.

 

A month down the road, Dolly and Ambrose had hit it off. Keeping their relationship private from media and work. His and her close friends had found out and support the twos decision to not let WWE know and change their storylines. She was aligned with Rollins after the brutal attack she had done to Ambrose a month ago. Getting more TV and more matches besides just promos. Meaning one other thing, better pay checks.

It was RAW and Dolly had started the show with Eva Marie. Going for her signature power bomb off the top rope with Eva, Eva kicked her in the head in mid air causing her to loose focus and land hard with her leg twisted. Screaming out on pain the ref called the match quickly noticing something wasn’t right with Dolly.

“Dolly, Dolly, do you need the medic?” the ref asked her, holding her shoulder as she laid on the mat in pain.

She bit her hand in her mouth quickly, trying hold the tears from spilling from her eyes on live television. The doctor came running over and looked at her, she shook her head, “it’s my leg, just help me out of her.”

As the doctor helped her up and started to carry her up the ramp with the help of another trainer. She spots the man she’s been calling her own the last month, Dean Ambrose. She looked at him shocked as he looked worried and she hurried back with their help. She looked at him, “what the hell were you thinking coming out to help?”

“I was thinking about the woman I care more than anything about,” he said quickly. “You are seriously hurt.”

“I think it’s my ACL,” she told him as they helped her up on the trainers table. “I’ve injured it before, in high school.”

He sighed, “I guess we’ll be both out for the time being.”

 

 

I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for the request!!!! <3 Cay

posted 2 days ago with 6 notes
Mommy” Oliver ran to Y/N. Y/N looked down and smiled “What is it kiddo. What’s all the excitement?” she questioned him. “The Shield is doing a meet and greet in the morning before we go to smackdown. Today can we go??” Y/n looked at him and laughed “How did you find this out?” Oliver pointed to the TV. “It was just on the news..So can we go mommy.” Y/N laughed “Of course baby. Go get ready.” Oliver jumped up and down and headed to his bed room to get ready.
You guys waited in line that felt like forever, Oliver had a big smile upon his face excited to meet his favorite wrestler Dean Ambrose. You had to admit you kinda thought Dean Ambrose was sexy you admire his blueish, greenish eyes and you loved the way he spoke on the microphone. As the line kept moving you begin to get nervous, but Oliver was jumping up and down hoping they notice his excitement. “Calm down baby” Y/N spoke “Sorry Mamma, I’m just so excited to see Dean Ambrose.” Y/N laughed “So your not excited to meet Roman Reigns Or Seth Rollins either?” Oliver stopped jumping up and down, and looked up at Y/N “No I’m happy to see them, but you know I my favorite is Dean?” Y/N laughed “I know kiddo!”
Finally it was your guy’s turn to meet The Shield. Oliver was ahead of you. He high five Seth, and moved along to Roman and did a fist punch, and finally when he cam across Dean he looked at him and spoke. “Hi..” Oliver said in a quiet voice. Dean smiled and signed Oliver Shield shirt and looked at him “Hey Kiddo..Whats your name?” Oliver gave a small smile “It’s Oliver.” Dean stood up and went over to Oliver, bent over and gave Oliver a hug. Oliver smile got bigger and hugged him back. “Umm Mr. Dean I was wondering….” Dean let go of the hug and looked at Oliver.“Wondering what?” Oliver looked down “Can you be my daddy.” Y/N looked at Oliver in shock she was expecting him to say something like that. “Oliver, sweetie you just can’t ask someone to be your daddy.” Dean laughed and looked up and notice Y/N trying to hold back the laugh of what her son just said. Dean thought to himself. “Woah this girl is beautiful.” Dean stood back straight up and held out his hand. “Hi I’m Dean Ambrose.” Y/N shook his hand. “Hi I’m Y/N, and of course you met my son Oliver.” she blushed. “Nice too meet you Y/N..And it’s cool he looks like a great kid.” Y/N smiled “Well thank you Mr. Ambrose that’s sweet of you to say.” Dean laughed “Call me Dean!” Y/N face became more red. “Oliver it’s time to go we have to let Dean Finish signing.” Dean looked at her and smile “Can I have your number?” you looked at him in shock and you thought “Did he really just ask for my number?” Dean looked at you. “So can I have it?” Y/N laughed “Yeah sorry you took me by surprise” she wrote her number down and gave it to Dean. “Cool I’ll text you after I’m done here. You coming to smackdown tonight?” Y/N nodded “Alright beautiful I’ll see you then.” Y/N and Oliver left the signing smiling. “So Dean Ambrose is gonna be my new daddy.” Oliver questioned. Y/N laughed “Omg Oliver .” Y/N shook her head, and they headed to get something to eat and shop before they headed to the arena.
After a few months of talking and seeing Dean time to time. You guys were at dinner smiling, laughing, and talking. “So Y/N I’ve thought about this for the past few months, and I think you and Oliver are the best thing that has happen to me.” Y/N blushed and smiled. “I know this might seem too soon, but I would love for you and Oliver to move in with me?” Y/N was taken by surprised she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She smiled. “Omg really? Wow I’m speechless.” Dean laughed “If you think it’s too soon I totally understand Y/N” Y/N laughed “Yeah it is too soon, but I know Oliver wants you in his life, so Yeah we’ll move in with you.” Dean shouted “Yes!” Y/N laughed before pulling Dean close and kissing him on his lips.
-Robyn (Hope you enjoy, And thank you for requesting me<3)
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*2009-2011*

Riley and Jon were in the wrestling locker room talking over what was going to happen in his match, she managed him and would get involved in his matches if needed. Jon was changing in to his Mox weens while Riley slipped on some black leggings, six inch high heeled boots, and Jon’s Explicit Mox Violence t-shirt. “Well I’m all ready to go, when does CZW start?” Riley asked as she put on some red lipstick. Jon looked at his watch, “Ten minutes, I’m the opening match, we better get to the entrance.” Jon said standing up.

The ring announcer called out Jon’s name and the CZW crowd started chanting Moxley. Riley and Jon both walked out, his hands tangled in Riley’s hair as he licked her face when they entered the ring. Jon’s opponent, Brain Damage, came running out from the back and smoked Jon in the back of the head, knocking Riley and Jon both to the ground. Jon quickly pushed Riley out of the ring so she wouldn’t get hurt and got up to face Brain Damage. The match is supposed to be a collar match, so the officials and Riley had to get in there and help break them apart long enough for the chain collars to be put on. Riley finally got Jon back into his corner and snatched the collar from the official, Riley put the collar around Jon’s neck and he started smirking at her. “This is actually kind of a turn on, having you put this collar on me.” Jon said winking at Riley. Riley laughed as she snapped the collar shut and looked up at Jon. “Oh shut up, you’re here to kick some ass, not get some ass.” Riley said running her fingers though Jon’s hair. “Hey Riley, get the fuck out of the ring! I came here to fight Jon Moxley, not watched his hit on some slut!” Brain Damage yelled from his side of the ring, and of course Riley wasn’t going to take that, she’s fought the men of CZW before, she could take on anyone. Riley whipped her head around and glared at Brain Damage. “You did not just call me some slut?!” She yelled back at him. Brain Damage crossed his arms over his chest and raise and eye brow at her. “And what if I did sweetheart, what are you going to do about it?” Brain Damage asked. The CZW crowd started chanting Riley’s name and she knew she had to do something physical to Brain Damage before getting out of the ring. So Riley pulled at the chain collar, forcing Brain Damage to fall to his knees. Riley ran up and kneed him right in the face, causing him to have a bloody lip. Brain Damage tried to reach out and grab Riley, but Jon was close behind her and pulled her out of the way, Riley got out from the ring and the match finally started. 
 *2011-2012*
On April 4th if was confirmed that both Jon and Riley got a developmental deal with the WWE, they we both elated that they both got in at the same time. Jon decided to change his ring name from Jon Moxley to Dean Ambrose, Riley kept her’s the same. Dean and Riley were both in the NXT training center working out and getting ready to make their debuts, Dean was going to have his first match against Seth Rollins, which was awesome because Dean and Seth’s first match was with each other when they were in FCW, so their debuts were going to be a cake walk for them. Riley was debuting with AJ Lee, they were both pleased to be going up against each other, they have foughten each other many times in FCW so they knew how to work each other. They had been working out for about two hours now and Riley could no longer feel any muscles in her body, she walked over to Dean with her towel hung over her should and the look of tiredness written all over her face. Dean looked at her and laughed. “Oh come on, you can’t be tired all ready.” Dean teased as he put his weights down and drank some water. Riley whipped the sweat from her brow and let out a sigh. “I don’t want to push myself too hard today, or be too tired to make the debut.” Riley said rubbing her sleepy eyes. “Well I’m your ride, so I guess I’ll get going too.” Dean said picking up his towel and water. They both showered and were on their way out from the training center. Riley was living with AJ because that who the WWE housed her with, but AJ was off with Kaitlyn so Riley and Dean had the whole apartment to themselves for a while. 
 
Dean looked over at Riley who was in the kitchen making them some lunch. He loved her so much, he never thought he could feel this way about anyone, but he did. Riley was the only women Dean could really be himself with, tell his deepest darkest secrets too, and Riley has helped him out a lot because of his bad childhood. Dean sighed and played with his fingers, he’s wanted to tell her for some time now, years in fact, of how he felt about her, but he was always so afraid of losing her if she didn’t feel the same way. Dean let out a frustrated sigh and threw his feet up on the coffee table in front of him, Riley turned around, almost dropping the blueberries in her hand. “Dean, what the hell? Why so angry all of the sudden?” Riley asked bringing their lunch over. Riley sat on the couch beside Dean and pushed his feet off of the table before placing the plates there. “What’s up bud? Something on your mind?” Riley asked munching on a carrot. Dean grabbed some apple slices and shoved them into his mouth, ignoring Riley’s question. Riley rolled her eyes as she swallowed her food. “Oh come on Dean, I know when you’re angry. Let’s talk about this before you get super angry and go fully Moxley and trash everything in my house.” Riley said as she scooted closer to Dean until their bodies were touching. Dean swallowed his food and took a deep agitated breath before looking at Riley. “It’s now of never…” Dean thought to himself as he bit his lip nervously. Riley frowned, confused by why her friend was acting so strangely. “Dean?” Riley said softly as she ran her fingers though his hair. Dean grabbed Riley’s shoulders and pulled her into him, kissing her softly and then letting her go. Riley sat still in Dean’s arms, she was shocked and refiled at the same time that Dean has finally made a move on her. “I’m an idiot, I shouldn’t of done that, I’m sorry.” Dean said standing up, without giving Riley a chance to speak he started walking toward the door. “Dean, wait. Don’t leave!” Riley yelled as she grabbed his hand and yanking him back to the couch. Dean sat down on the couch again, looking at his shoes embarrassed. “I’m sorry Riley, I just- I’ve like you for a long time, since we were 18…” Dean admitted rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “10 year…. 10 years you’ve had these feelings for me and you’re saying something now?” Riley asked in disbelief. “Well you’re right Dean, you are an idiot.” Riley said patting Dean’s back. Dean sat there quite, afraid he had just lost his best friend, the love of his life. “But then again I guess so am I.” Riley said laughing as she caressed the back of Dean’s neck. Dean finally looked at Riley, wide eyed and confused. Riley lend in close and pressed her lips against Dean’s before pulling away. “Because I’ve liked you since we were 18 too.” Riley said stroking Deans cheek. “Are you- seriously?” Dean asked elated. “Yes Dean, yes I’m serious!” Riley said laughing. 
 
Dean smiled as he carried Riley into the bedroom and laid her down genitally on her bed. Dean took off his shirt and climbed on top of Riley and kissed her neck. “Riley, I’ve thought of this for years.” Dean moaned against her neck. “Yeah, 10 years.” Riley teased as she pulled his face back up to hers. Riley kissed Dean as her hand worked on his pants, with help from Dean they were off in no time. Riley didn’t know if time stood still for a moment, or just how serious Dean was when he said he had thought about this for a long time, but Riley’s clothes were on the floor before she could even blink. Dean looked at Riley’s body, tracing his finger tips all over her silky skin. “Finally.” Dean whispered under his breath as he cupped her breast and squeezed them together. Riley giggled as she reached her hand down and toyed with the tip of Dean’s cock, that was as far as she could reach. Dean shoved his face into Riley’s chest and licked her nipples and kissed her all over. “Mmm Dean.” Riley said wrapping her fingers in his hair. Dean grinned against her skin and looked up at her, the pleasure on her face made his cock grow even harder. Riley genially pushed at Dean’s shoulders, signaling him that she wanted him to use his mouth some where lower, Dean got the hint and made tiny little love bite on her stomach as he made his way down. Dean trailed his tongue over the outer lips of Riley’s vagina, taking his sweet time getting her all hot and bothered. “Erm, Dean please!” Riley moaned out as she put her hand on the top of Dean’s head and pulled his hair. Dean laughed, he had always imagined what it would be like to drive her wild. Dean parted his lips and kissed her dripping sex, her sighs of pleasure only made his tongue go deeper. Dean chuckled as he looked up at Riley, her one hand rubbing her clit and the other hand twisting her nipples. He ran his fingers around her lips and pushed only his two front fingers inside of her. The lust and pleasure that Riley felt took over every part of her brain, Riley was rocking her hips against Dean’s face, she never felt this good sexually with anyone and her mind was telling her that Dean was the one. Dean was having the time of his life drinking all of Riley up when Riley stopped him suddenly by pulling him up by his hair and kissed him. “Awe hey now, come on. You taste so good, I wasn’t finished yet.” Dean teased as he rubbed her clit. Riley laughed as she rolled Dean on to his back and kissed his chest. “I wanna taste you too, I wanna fell you slide down my throat.” Riley said kissing the tip of Dean’s cock. Dean licked his lips and ran his fingers though his hair. “Ooooh fuck, Riley.” Dean groaned. Riley smirked as she slowly licked Dean up and down, from base to tip. Riley sucked on Deans balls and she teased his tip with her fingers. Dean’s hips started to to twist and his moans got louder. “You like this, baby?” Riley asked stroking him. Dean couldn’t speak, he just kept moaning from all of the pleasure Riley’s mouth was causing him. Riley took Dean fully in her mouth this time, it was time to stop teasing and get serious. Riley did long strokes with her tongue and took him as deep in her mouth as she could without gagging, Riley was rewarded when she started too fell Dean’s cock throb and twitch in her mouth. Riley sucked harder and harder and she heard Dean groan loudly, she felt warm liquid shoot into her mouth and slowly dip down the back of her throat. Once Riley swallowed all of Dean’s cum she gave him one last suck to clean him up and she looked up and smiled at him. Dean’s eyes were glowing with delight and her pulled Riley back up to him by her shoulders. “Did you like how I taste?” Dean asked biting Riley’s nipples. Riley threw her head back and scratched at Dean’s shoulder. “Fucking loved it.” Riley said breathlessly. 
 
Riley was reaching for her clothes when Dean grabbed them out from her hand. “Hey, what are you doing?” Riley asked laughing. Dean laied Riley back down on the bed and crawled on top of her. “I want to feel you, Riley. I want to feel what it’s like inside of you.” Dean said kissing her lips. Riley wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck as he teased her with his tip. Dean was about to push himself fully inside of her when she stopped him. “Wait Dean, wait. You need a condom, I can’t get pregnant.” Riley said pulling a condom out from her nightstand. Dean put the purple condom on and rammed inside of Riley, causing her to scream out in pleasure. Dean grinned and twisted his hips as he pushed his dick deeper and deeper inside of her. “Oh fuck, Riley. You’re so wet.” Dean said resting his forehead against hers. Riley wrapped her legs around Dean’s waist and pulled her hips closer to his so he could go deeper inside of her. Riley nibbled on Dean’s ear and he reached down and played with her clit. “I’m gonna cum, Riley.” Dean moaned out in he ear as he did one final thrust before bursting his load and dropping his head on her chest. Riley lifted Dean’s head and kissed him lightly. “You should of kissed me years ago, Ambrose.” Riley teased as she pulled Dean closer. Dean laughed and he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Haha yeah, but at least we have each other now.” Dean said kissing Riley’s forehead.
 
-Kourtney (Hope you like it)
posted 2 days ago with 12 notes

There she was, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Her hair was like gold, and her body was the most amazing part about her. Her body danced gracefully along the stage, and her curves made it hypnotising. 

She caught my glances a few times, but never really made real eye contact. The music was slow, and her face was full of emotion. The story she told in her dance was clear. I need to know her.

I watched the last of her performance, then I went back to my hotel. I couldn’t count the amount of times I paced the room, trying to replay the beautiful thing I saw today. I left my hotel room once again and went back to where she made her performance. The other dancers were handing out flyers for a few lessons tomorrow. I took one, hoping I could see the mesmerising woman again.

I couldn’t dance, not how she was performing anyway, but I’m willing to put my self to the risk of falling on my ass if it meant getting closer to her.



The next morning I bought two coffees, one with sugar and cream, the other plain black. I walked into the building and I instantly noticed her, she was wearing spandex booty shorts, and a tight tank top that clung to her curves. She a bunch of her other dancer friends all sat in a circle stretching their legs. 

I approached the group and the girls instantly looked at me. I looked at the girl who had me so smitten, “I saw you dance yesterday, you were amazing.” I say handing a coffee down to her. The other girls smiled winking at her and left, but were still close enough to eves drop.

"Oh thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed the performance. Is one of those for me?" She asked hopeful. I chuckled a bit.

"Yes actually. I’m Dean by the way." I handed her the one with sugar and cream. She took a sip and smiled.

"I’m A/N, are you here to actually take the class?" She asked eyeing me from head to toe. I was wearing a pair of shorts and a black t-shirt.

"I was going to yes." I said a little unsure. 

We proceeded through the class and I was terrible, falling here and there, and stubbing something. The things I go through for women. 

"Ok everyone this was a great day, you can go home now." One of the girls announced and started to clean up a sound system. I plopped to the floor and laid down, out of breathe. I small giggle came toward me.

"Well you look like you had lots of fun." I looked up to A/N standing over me.

"I’m sore everywhere." I state bluntly, she could only laugh. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.

"Well c’mon you big baby, let’s get some ice." We walked out to her car and she drove us back to her place.

When we arrive I plopped down onto her couch, she went into the kitchen and got an ice pack.

(A/N pov)

I carefully put the ice pack upon his back, he flinched at the touch of the cold. I sat slowly on his back and rubbed his shoulders. My hands moved along his sides and his back, causing him to moan. I leaned in to his ear, “better?” I cooed. He smirked and nodded, a playful grin spread upon my face. 

I pushed my hands underneath him, sticking my palms underneath his shorts, I slowly stroked his cock, that hardened at my touch. 

He moved my hands from him and pushed me off of his back. He got up from his spot and attacked my mouth. His tongue played on mine and his hands explored every part if my body. I moaned letting him further explore my mouth. His hands moved down my back to my bum, he squeezed gently sending me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. 

He carried me down the hall and into my bedroom, my lips never leaving his. I hopped down and started to remove each other’s clothing. Once completely naked he didn’t hesitate to throw me on the bed. He spread my legs apart and goose bumps spread on the surface if my skin when the cold air tickled my body. He sunk his length into me, and pleasure eroded. My hands ran threw his hair as he sucked on my neck, leaving his mark. His thrusts were long and hard, reaching places no man has ever been before.

His lips met mine in a heated kiss, while he moved his hips faster and faster. My stomach turned as I could feel myself come undone. My breathing became heavy, and my yelps be came louder as I reached my climax. 

We came at the same time, screaming out each others names. He pulled out and layer down beside me, breathing as heavy as mine. “We should do this again sometime.” I whispered as I moved closer to his chest. He pulled me right close, kissing me gently on the lips.

"Oh most defiantly." He whispered back.

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Hope you enjoy! I wasn’t sure what a goat convention was… I hope you like it anyway :)

~TweedyXx

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“You sure Angelina will be okay with this?” Dean and Seth asked at the same time.

“Yeah, it’s been a fantasy of hers for a while and it’s something we can all give her for her birthday. What better time to do it?” Roman asks them.

“Good point. Alright man, so long as you’re sure. We’ll follow your lead on the night; she is your girl after all.” Dena said slapping Roman on the back with Seth nodding in agreement of his words.

Angelina was excited for her birthday. She had no idea what Roman had planned but she couldn’t wait. Whatever he had organised would be amazing she just knew it. Angelina McMahon had been in the wrestling industry for a while, not as a diva but as an owner. She was dating one of the top superstars, Roman Reigns, They had started dating while he was still in the Shield and she had always had this fantasy about having sex with all three men at once. She knew it was probably never going to happen but she could dream about it. Roman knew, she had told him a while ago during a game of truth. It had come out much to her chagrin. She thought he would be weirded out but he didn’t seem to mind.

Angelina’s birthday

She woke up to find herself alone in the bed her and Roman shared. They both had the day off and she was having lunch with her family and Roman was coming too. He was finally going to meet her parents and she was both nervous and excited. She wondered where he was until she saw the note.

Happy Birthday Baby,

Follow the smell of pancakes and you’ll find me.

Don’t take too long.

Love,

Roman

She threw on a robe and wandered downstairs seeing her man in the kitchen making pancakes for her. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed his back. “Morning” she mumbled. He turned around, kissed her and whispered “Morning birthday girl” then went back to making pancakes. They had a lovely breakfast together and lunch with her family was great but she knew that Roman had something else in store for her when he took a call during lunch and came back grinning like a Cheshire cat.

When they got home she figured out why. Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins were lounging on their bed completely naked. Angelina looked at Roman confused. “What’s going on?” She asked

“Your fantasy of having sex with the Shield is about to become a reality baby.” He replied leaning down to kiss her. “Don’t worry” she heard Seth say behind her “We’ll be gentle.” Dean finished for him. They got off the bed and stripped her out of her clothes while Roman was getting out of his. Seth turned her around to face him and kissed her. She felt Dean’s hands wandering up and down her body from behind and Roman was sitting on the bed stroking himself. Angelina’s hands went wandering down Seth’s body and latched onto his dick. She started stroking ever so slowly and then dropped to her knees taking the tip of him in her mouth. When she started bobbing her head Seth moaned. Dean shifted her body so that she was on the bed and Dean licked her while thrusting 2 thick fingers up inside her. She moaned around Seth’s dick and he groaned pushing his fingers through her hair he started fucking her mouth while Dean was fingering her. When Dean sucked on her clit she came moaning around Seth’s dick feeling him tense up and then he came, shooting his seed down her throat making her swallow all of it. Roman replaced Dean while Dean took Seth’s spot. Instead of fingering her like Dean had Roman pushed himself inside of her, loving the way she moaned his name. Dean pushed his cock inside her mouth and found himself grinning at her enthusiasm. “You okay sucking me off darling?” Dean asked, checking that she was okay with this arrangement.

“Mmmhmm you taste so good” Angelina moaned up at him. She took as much of him as she could manage until she felt him tense and come. She sucked him until he was dry and then focussed on her boyfriend who had been thrusting slowly throughout it all. He flipped her over onto her back and slammed home. He was thrusting so fast and hard that she felt like he was going to break her in half. When she felt her muscles tense he moved his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit.

“Cum for me baby, make daddy happy.” He growled while rubbing her clit furiously and thrusting even harder. Angelina simply exploded, screaming Roman’s name as she came, seconds later he followed bellowing Angelina’s name as he spilled his seed inside her.

He draped himself over her afterwards until she perked up and asked “Round two anyone?

They continued all night, swapping places and positions. This was definitely the best birthday she’d ever had and it was all thanks to her lovely boyfriend.

Aly (Hope you like it)