Pairing: Becky Lynch x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Angst, Smut, Cheating, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Nipple Play, Oral, (Reader Receiving). Praise, and Scissoring. Minors DNI 18+
Word Count: 3,011
Summary: When going to visit your brother, Seth, his wife, Becky, seems to spark an interest in you which leads to something more happening behind closed doors late at night.
A/N: This has been in the drafts for a couple of months, and I'm not really feeling this one. I feel like it's way to long, but I needed to post something, so Hope You Enjoy!
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You stood at the home of your older brother, knocking on the door.
After a few seconds the sound of footsteps came closer and the door swung open. "Sis!" Seth yelled, doing his classic laugh, and pulling you in for a big hug. You let out an annoyed scoff, acting like you didn't want to hug him.
Seth pulled back, quickly grabbing your bags. "Come in." You followed him, letting him put your bags on the floor in the living room. You looked around the cozy home, seeing it decorated for Christmas. "It looks nice here." You complimented.
Seth smiled, looking around his home. "Yeah, if it wasn't for Becky it wouldn't be looking like this." You perked up at the sound of Becky's name.
Becky Lynch, the girl who married your brother.
Just as you thought of her she came around the corner. "Babe, who was at the door?" You looked up, feeling a blush come to your cheeks as you saw her. She was wrapped around a white towel, beads of water running down her body.
You quickly looked away, closing your eyes. "Oh, it's just Y/n. She's gonna be staying with us for 3 weeks." Becky smiled, walking over to you. "Oh Y/n, bring it in!" Becky quickly grabbed you, and pulled you in for a hug.
You let out a choked up sound as you felt her warm wet arms wrap around you. She smelled so good, and her hair smells even better. She held you tightly, playfully swaying you side to side.
You shook your head, taking those nasty thoughts out of your mind. This is your brother's wife you're thinking about!
Becky pulled back looking down at you. "Damn Lass, you look even better than the last time I've seen ya." You let out an awkward chuckle, looking at Seth for anything, but he seemed innocent to her words. "You look so much stronger." She pointed, squeezing your arms. "So much prettier." She said, her hand running up your cheek.
Luckily, Seth stepped in before she could say anything else. "Alright babe, stop complimenting my sister and let her get set up in the guest room." Becky stared at you for a second more before slowly stepping away from you. "Can't help it, she's just so beautiful." She lastly said before leaving the room.
You let out a breath you didn't know you had. Seth picked up your bags and led you to the guest room. "This is your room and you have your own bathroom. If you need anything our room is literally across the hall." You nodded your head beginning to unpack your bags.
You whined as you saw the first bag stacked to the brim. Why did you pack so much? With a sigh, you started to get to work, putting your clothes in the dresser that sat underneath the TV.
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After an hour you finally finished, laying flat on your back, looking up at the ceiling. You missed the sound of the door opening and Becky stepping on. "Lass, we're about to go out to eat, you coming?"
You sat up, nodding your head. "Yeah, I could use something." Becky stayed in the room as you got up and fished in a draw for fresh clothes. She watched as you pulled out your outfit, biting her lip.
You turned around and noticed that she was still standing there. "Oh, are you gonna leave?" You asked, sounding unsure. You didn't want to be rude. "Go on, I wanna see your outfit." You showed her the clothes in hand, but she shook her head.
"No, put them on." You gulped, pulling your shirt over your head, revealing your bra. Becky's eyes were glued to your chest, smiling as you grabbed the new shirt.
Her little show was interrupted by Seth's yelling from downstairs. "Becky, come here for a sec!" Becky let out a groan, giving you one last look before heading downstairs.
Thank god for your brother because you would've died right on the spot if you had to remove your pants.
You finished getting dressed and off you went to the restaurant. While at the restaurant, Becky insisted that y'all sat at a booth with you and her on the same side while Seth sat on the other.
Seth didn't think much of it. He thought she just wanted to bond with you. Before they began dating you and Becky were good friends.
Y'all would hang out all the time, but after leaving WWE and switching to another company you don't get to see each other as much.
You were all eating and making short conversation over things that happened so far in life. "So I went to his office and I said, 'Tony, why'd you put me in a match against-" You stopped talking when you felt a warm hand on your thigh.
You dropped your fork, the clattering of the metal hitting the plate catching other's attention. You looked down to see Becky's hand laying right on top of your thigh.
Seth gave you a worried look. "What? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" He asked. "Yeah, are you okay, Y/n?" Becky asked as if she wasn't the reason for your sudden pause.
You gulped, slowly nodding your head. "Y-yeah, my food went down the wrong pipe, that's all." You lied, clearing your throat. "I need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." You quickly slid past Becky, practically running to the bathroom.
You found yourself standing in front of the mirror, breathing heavily, looking at yourself.
Why is she making you feel this way?
Why is she even doing this, especially in public?
You turned the sink on, cupping your hands under the water, and splashing some cool water on your face.
The sound of the door opening made you turn to see who it was and not to your surprise, it was Becky. "Hey, are you okay?" She asked with a smile on her face, fake concern laced in her voice.
You ignored her question, scolding her. "What was that out there? Touching my thigh under the table, really?!" Becky kept a straight face, her smirk still on her lips. "And you're smiling like this is some kind of joke! You're my sister in law!" You whispered, not wanting to draw any attention.
Becky still stared at you, unfazed of your scolding. "Y/n, calm down. You look pretty today." She slowly began to inch closer to you, running her hand through a strand of your hair.
"Really pretty." You sucked in a breath, stepping away from her. "Becky, stop!" Becky finally froze, your loud yelling echoing around the bathroom.
You didn't say anything else, walking past her and out the bathroom. Becky stood there, nodding her head in acceptance.
You didn't want her, fine, she'll make you want her.
You got back to the table, pulling out a couple of dollars. "I'm ready to go." Seth looked confused, but listened, pulling some money out as well. You all went home without another word, the car full of silence.
Becky tried talking to you, but you only ignored her. When you got home you instantly went to your room, not saying anything to anyone. "I wonder what's wrong with her?" Seth asked himself, a smile catching Becky's face.
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1 Week Later
It's been a week since you came to your brother's home and Becky hasn't stopped with her flirting. In fact, it became worse. Becky wasn't sneaky with it either.
For instance, you 3 went out to an ice cream shop and when you ordered a vanilla ice cream Becky made a dirty joke. "Oh, so you like licking white stuff." You almost choked on your own spit, Seth laughing at the joke.
Another time was when you helped clean the house, dusting off the counters underneath the TV stand. As you were bent over you felt a hard slap to your ass, a gasp falling from your lips.
You quickly came from underneath the stand, looking around only to see Becky with a huge grin. Seth was in the background laughing at your reaction.
"What the hell Becky?!" You called out, slightly offended. "What? It's not my fault your ass is so big, it makes me wanna slap it." She said, reaching over and grabbing a piece of your ass while jiggling it. She threw a wink your way before leaving you alone.
And those are just 2 examples out of over 10, in a week!
It was Wednesday of week 2 and it was 7:00 PM. It was dark outside, peaceful crickets were singing outside.
Nothing was going on in the house except for you watching a couple of movies, but it was interrupted when Becky came in, bottles of liquid in her hand. "Oi, stop watching TV and let's have some drinks!" Seth made rid of the remote, excited to drink.
You watched as Becky filled Seth's glass to the brim and hers, and an extra one. She pushed the glass towards you. "Oh no, I'm okay, I don't want a drink." You politely denied. "Awe, come on Y/n, let loose a little." Seth said, somehow convincing you.
You took the glass and took a swing, cringing as the burning liquid slid down your throat. You quickly grabbed a bottle of water, washing down the nasty taste.
Becky laughed at your reaction, taking another shot. "You're such a lightweight." She said. You glared at her, but she poured another drink, sliding it your way. "Another one." You shook your head, pushing the glass away. "After she has 5, she'll be so drunk." Seth said, making you giggle. You remember the first time you got drunk.
You were 17, sneaking out with Seth and a couple of friends. When you both got home your Mom and Dad were waiting for y'all at the door asking y'all questions, but all what came out was a bunch of babbled, made up words.
Ever since then you stopped drinking.
Becky took note of that and somehow got you to take 6 shots. Now you were tipsy and you didn't know until you looked down and saw all the mini shot glasses facing near you.
Seth decided to cut back on the drinks, knowing he has a match the next day. "Becky, can you help Y/n to her room?" Becky shot up fast, nodding her head. "Yeah, I will." She walked over to your body, gently pulling you up.
You instantly fell limp in her arms, cheek resting on her shoulder. "Come on, Y/n." Becky sang, dragging you along. You made it to the room and Becky helped you change into comfortable clothes.
She stripped you down admiring your body. She took her time with you, taking off your clothes and replacing them with your pajamas.
When you were fully dressed, you looked up at her with cloudy eyes. She was suddenly looking like a god.
Without thinking, you pulled her down for a kiss, locking your lips on hers. Becky smiled, kissing you back, letting out a little moan at the taste of your lips.
Becky was so into you that she didn't hear the footsteps of Seth. "Becky, you almost done?" Becky jumped away from you, whipping around to see Seth standing at the door.
"Y-yeah, I was just tucking in Y/n." She looked down at you seeing that you were already fast asleep, eyes closed, and chest rising and falling.
Becky shortly left the room, going and sleeping with Seth. All she could think of was you and your taste. You tasted so sweet. So good.
She needs more, she wants more, and she doesn't know how long she'll wait. It's week 2 and you're supposed to be leaving next week. She gotta act quick before it's too late.
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The sun shined bright through the curtains of the house as you woke up, but something didn't feel right. Why was it so hot in the room?" You finally opened your eyes and felt the bed move.
You looked around, confused. "What the- oh fuck!" You cried out, head falling back on the pillow. You looked down at your feet and saw a lump under the blanket.
You instantly pulled the blanket off you, only to see Becky on her stomach, licking and sucking your cunt. "B-Becky, what the fuck!" You yelled, covering your mouth.
Here she was, under the blanket, hungrily eating you out while Seth was in the next room. "Get off me!" You squirmed, grabbing the blanket to cover yourself up.
Becky looked annoyed, wiping her mouth which was shining from your juices. "What are you doing? My brother is here and you're in my bed!" Becky responded, "He's not here, Triple H needed him for the show. He won't be back until later on tonight."
As she finished her explanation, she reached over and spread your legs with a smirk, but you closed them. "We can't do this Becky, it's not right." Becky looked at you with emotion in her eyes. "What about the kiss? The kiss we had last night."
A blush came to your cheeks at the memory of the kiss. It was you who started it. "It was a drunk kiss Becky. It never should've happened." Becky dryly chuckled. "So it didn't mean anything to you?" Becky asked, sounding hurt. "No I-" You cut yourself off, not knowing how to answer.
Although you kissed her, you knew it was wrong. You loved the feeling of her lips on yours, but at the end of the day, she's your sister in law. "Look Beck, I love you, okay? I like you, but we can't do this. You're my sister in law and I don't want to hurt my brother."
Becky gave a fake pout, slowly opening your legs. "Y/n there's tension between us, I can feel it. Now you can be the good guy in this situation and say no, but I know you want this."
She was right.
As much as you love your brother you want Becky. You've been fighting it for the past 2 weeks, but what he doesn't know can't hurt him, right?
You grabbed her face with both hands, pulling her into you. You both sloppily kissed, a genuine smile tugging to Becky's lips.
She knew you wanted her.
Her hands roamed up and down your body, groping at your clothed breasts, small moans coming from you. You both broke the kiss, your breath becoming unsteady.
Becky was fast on taking your clothes off, pulling your shirt over your head and shorts down your legs.
It was until now that you realized how hot you were. Becky made work eating you out earlier, and being trapped under those thick, heavy blankets didn't make it any better.
She cupped your breast, leaning down and taking a nipple in her mouth. You moaned, throwing your head back while running your hands through her orange hair. Becky suckled and played with your nipples, even giving a little nibble that caused you to gasp.
She began sucking hickeys on your breast after ignoring many of your protests. "B-Becky, stop, you can't do that." Becky released your breast with a pop, still playing with your nipple. "Baby, no one's gonna see it, but me. No one else." She finished the sentence off with a glare at you.
She quickly pushed you on your back, running her hands up and down the side of your stomach. "You wanna help take my clothes off? I was thinking we could scissor." Again, you blushed at her words, looking away from her eyes, but nodded.
Becky smiled at your shyness, beginning to take her shirt off. You watched as she threw the shirt somewhere in the room, revealing her black lace bra. "Wore this just for you." She commented, continuing to strip, sliding her shorts and pants down her legs.
Now she sat completely naked, bare for your eyes to see. "Come on, get right there." You got in position, spreading your legs as Becky made her place in between them, throwing her leg over your shoulders.
You let out a gasp as she started thrusting her hips, your pussy's rubbing together your clits sliding against one another.
There were slight slick noises coming from you considering Becky was eating you out earlier. You both were moaning now, gripping each other's legs to chase for more friction. "Fuck, that's it, baby. Rub your pussy against me." Becky said, making you whimper.
It felt so good, your cunts rubbing against one another. You took the lead, but Becky was the Dom, guiding you through everything. Your arms began to give out as you laid on your back, now letting Becky take control.
Becky began forcefully pinning your arms above your head, and moving your legs slightly over your head, all while moving back and forth. Your moans grew louder, this new angle allowing your cunts to rub just right.
"Oh shit, I- I'm cumming-'' You moaned out, feeling your cunt gush out cum, but that didn't stop Becky. She kept grinding, biting her lip to conceal her moans, wanting to hear you. "Yeah, cum for me. God, you're so hot!" She laughed out.
Your cum now spread on her pussy, the slick noise getting louder at every move. You were gripping the sheets hard, feeling a little overstimulated. "B-beck-" Becky ignored your cries, feeling as if she was in her own world.
You leave in a couple of days and she wants you to remember this everyday you're away from her.
Just as she was about to cum the sound of the front door opened. "Guys, I'm home!" Seth called out.
What were y'all supposed to do? Becky was currently straddling your legs that were in the air, both of your pussy's on full display, cum coating them, and even dripping down your thigh.
And then the footsteps got louder and the bedroom door opened.
Oh shit.