There was one man in the entire WWE that both intimidated you, and turned you on. Roman Reigns.
The two of you have had an ongoing, flirtationship, I guess you could say.
Today is his birthday, and you knew he would most likely be more, himself today.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite superstar." His voice brings you from your thoughts. You turn around, about to joke around, when you saw him in a black suit that made him look absolutely ravishing. "Like the view, Y/N?"
I finally blink, shaking your head, but still couldn't say anything. "Wow, is Y/N, finally speechless?" He asks, getting closer to you. "I bet I know away to make sounds come out of that pretty mouth of yours." He says, darting his tongue out over his lips. His full beard scratching at the skin on your cheek.
"H-Happy Birthday, Roman." You finally choke out, and he winks at you.
"Thank you, baby girl. You coming to my party tonight? At the club?" He asks, eyes looking hopeful.
"Oh, I don't know. I've had a rough couple of days. Was thinking about just turning in early tonight." You lie, and he leans against his hand that was now resting by your hand.
"I think I'll see you at the party." He says, his face dangerously close to yours. "By the way, the red dress compliments your curves. You should wear that."
"Hey Roman!" Seth calls out to him, and he turns his head to face him, holding up one finger.
"Don't make me upset by not showing up tonight. Would hate to have to show you who you belong to." He says with a smirk before pushing himself off the wall, making his way to Seth.
This was going to be a long night.
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You decided to show up late to Roman's party in the red dress he requested you to wear, and it was all worth it once his eyes landed on yours as you walk inside.
He was in the VIP section, and there were women around him trying to get his attention, but he couldn't care less. You watch as he beckons you over using his two fingers, and you bite your lip before slowly making your way over to him.
"Y/N, you made it." He says, and you nod at him. "What would you like to drink?"
"Oh, I don't really drink." You tell him, and his hand reaches for yours, you take it, and he sits you down next to him.
"Now, I would never make you do something you don't want to, but shouldn't the birthday boy get everything he wants?" He questions, bringing the glass up to your lips.
"The birthday boy wants me to take his drink from him? That's what he really wants?" You ask him, and he stares at you. You take a sip, staring at him as you then drink the whole thing.
"I thought you didn't drink?" Roman asks you, and you shrug your shoulders at him. "You're just full of surprises aren't you?"
"Wouldn't you like to find out?" You taunt him, and his hand is now on your thigh, slowly sliding up.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know I was interrupting." One of the girls from earlier says, and you go to move away from Roman when he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
"You were." Roman says, and you bite your lip to keep from smiling. "Anything I can help you with?"
"Some of us girls were wanting to steal a dance with you." She says, pushing her breasts together, trying way too hard.
"I'd love to dance." Roman says, and your heart sinks a little. "But, only with Y/N."
You turn your head quickly, and Roman was already looking at you. "What do you say? Want to dance?"
You look back at the girl who was pissed, and storms off. "Yes." You say, and stand up, Roman following right behind you. As you make your way down to the dance flor, you stop a few times as people walk up to Roman, wishing him a happy birthday.
"Finally." He says, and you turn to face him. He grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer to him.
"Just so you know, I'm a shit dancer." You tell him as you down another drink.
"Don't worry baby girl, I got you." Roman says, and pulls you even closer. You reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, and he smirks at you. "I've seen a handful of guys staring at you."
"I've seen three times that amount of women, looking at you." You tell him, and he bends down to whisper in your ear.
"You think I give a fuck about them when I have you right here, right now?" His voice sending shivers down your spine. "I want tp spear every single one of them into the fucking ground for even breathing the same air as you."
He lifts his head up to face you again. "You know I've wanted you for a while. So, why aren't we doing this?" He asks you, and you bend your head down, nervous to answer him.
"I just-" You stop yourself, and he tilts your chin up to face him again. "You know about what happened with my ex." You drag out, and Roman looks deeply into your eyes. "I'm just-"
"Scared." Roman finishes your sentence, and you lower your head in embarrassment. "I get it, but you know there is something between us." His face close to yours again. "All I'm asking is that you give me a chance."
You look up at him, and can tell he's serious. "Are you sure you want me?" You ask, feeling insecure.
"Yes." He answers as if it were an easy question. His hand moves to your cheek, using his thumb to stroke up and down. He leans in, and for the first time ever, you don't move away. Instead, you let his lips find yours.
At first it's a simple kiss, and he pulls away to look into your eyes for an objection. He kisses you again, gripping the back of your neck as he deepens the kiss, and he was intoxicating. Everything about him was. Why weren't you doing this with him?
He pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. "I've wanted to do that for so long." He whispers, and now it felt as if it were just the two of you in the room.
"Take me home." You whisper to Roman who opens his eyes to look at you. "I want you, Roman."
"A-are you sure?" He stutters, and you never thought you'd experience a nervous Roman.
"Yes, please." You beg him, and he nods, whipping out his phone. "What are you doing?"
"Uber. We've both been drinking." He says, and then his face falls. "We've both been drinking." He says again as it's a realization.
"Roman, I know what you're thinking, but you aren't taking advantage of me. I promise." You tell Roman who still looks hesitant. "Roman, I swear, I'm okay. Unless, it's you we should be worried about? Have you had too much to drink?"
"No." He says, shaking his head, looking down at his phone to see that our ride was here. "Let's get out of here." He grabs your hand, leading you out of the building.
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You were straddled across Roman's lap, his lips on yours, and his hands were gripping your ass tight. You moan into the kiss, and you can feel him smirk. "I'm going to ruin you." He mumbles against your lips before moving his lips to your neck.
"Please." You beg him, and he bites down on your skin, causing you to gasp. "Do what you want to me, birthday boy."
"Don't tell me that." He whispers, huskily against your neck. "I'm already resisiting the urge ro do so many things to you."
"Don't resist, please." You beg him. his hands moving to grip your thighs. "I want to feel all of you."
"Yeah?" He questions before quickly flipping you both over. His suit jacket already off, and a few buttons to his white shirt were unbuttoned. "What do you want me to do to you? Hmm? Tell me."
"I want it to hurt." You tell him, and he sits you up to remove your dress completely. "I want to forget my name."
"Good, cause you'll be screaming mine." He tells you, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, tossing it to the ground. His toned upper body now on display.
"Fuck me." You groan when he bends down to be level with you again. He smirks at you as you run your hand over his sweaty body.
"You could have been having me like this, but you had to play hard to get." He says, nipping at your jaw again. "But, that's okay, because after tonight, you will have a hard time forgetting me baby girl."
This man definitely had a way with words, as you were already soaked, waiting for him. "Now, I want you to relax. Can you do that for me?" He asks, and you nod at him before he gets rid of your bra, and now your panties. "Fuck baby, you are wet."
His fingers slide up, and down your folds first, gathering your juices before sticking his fingers in your mouth. "Tastes so good." He mumbles before you feel his head between your legs, licking every last drop of you.
You grab a fist full of his hair, gripping it as he flicked his tongue inside of you before trailing up to suck on your clit again. You whimper, and he uses his hands to push your thighs down to the bed. "Fuck." You moan out, and he took that as encouragement to go faster. "Roman."
"How good do I make you feel? Tell me." He says as he removes his right hand from your left thigh, and slides two fingers inside of you. "Fuck you are tight."
"Please, I'm so close. Don't stop." You beg Roman who attaches his lips to your clit again, sucking harshly as he curls his fingers inside of you.
"Give it to me, baby girl. Don't hold back." He tells you, and seconds later you are screaming as your orgasm pulses through you. "That's it." He praises you before withdrawing his fingers, sucking them dry.
He crawls back up over you after you hear his pants hit the ground with his belt. "Ready for me, sweetheart?" He asks you, and you nod your head. You feel him drag the tip of his cock agonizingly slow before he pushes himself inside of you. He gives you one sharp thrust, and you arch your back from the sensation.
"Was that too much?" He asks you, and you shake your head. He pulls out, and thrusts into you hard again. "You're so tight baby girl."
"It's been a while." You tell him, and he bends down to kiss you roughly. "You feel so good."
He smirks at you before you reach down to his hand, pulling it up to your throat. "Of course you like being choked." He says, chuckling darkly. He squeezes it tightly before pushing one of your legs up to your chest.
"Daddy." You moan, and you watch his eyes roll back into his head. "You like that? Being called daddy?"
"You are such a dirty girl." He tells you, and you lean up to press against his shoulder, flipping you both over so you're on top. "It's cute you think you're in control."
"Shut up." You tell him, and start bouncing up, and down on his cock. You only get a few stokes in before he flips you back over.
"You want to play that game?" He asks, pulling out of you, flipping you over onto your stomach by your ankles, sliding back into you. "You're fucking mine." He growls, grabbing your hair, pulling you to his chest. "You feel how deep I am inside of you? No one, and I mean no one, will ever compare so you better get used to me because I am not letting you go."
He reaches around to wrap his bicep around your throat, squeezing it. "Fuck, just like that." You praise him, and he moves his arm so he suck down on your neck.
"Who do you belong to?" Roman asks you, and you don't answer him on purpose. He laughs darkly before grabbing the back of your neck, pushing you down into the mattress. He thrusts harder into you, the other hand gripping your thigh.
"Roman." You moan, and he picks up the speed. "Daddy, I belong to you daddy."
"Damn right you do." He growls, and pulls out to flip you onto your back again. "I want you to look into my eyes while I make you cum, again."
You lock your legs around his waist so he drives deeper into you. "Only if you cum inside me. I'm on the pill, and clean." You tell him, and he kisses you roughly again, massaging your tongue with his.
"Cum for me." He growls, and you feel your back arch. "That's it, let go for me baby girl. Let go for daddy."
His words send you over the edge again. You drag your nails down his back, and he thrusts a couple more times before spilling inside of you, moaning your name.
He walks away to get a rag to clean you both up before laying down next to you, pulling you into his arms. "Best birthday ever." He says, and you laugh into his chest. "Seriously though, want to give this a shot?"
"I'd love nothing more." You tell him, and fall asleep tot he beat of his heart.