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“I don't usually stick around long enough to find out baby,” Val hums, blowing out another puff of ruby red smoke, “But I have plenty of souls you could've just asked if you've been this curious.”
“We're sinners, Val, I can never trust word of mouth. I need to know for certain myself,” Vox explains to also convince himself this is the only reason he's letting this happen. There's no guarantee that Valentino's saliva would even work on him. But he'd be a better salesman for his business partner if they knew the ins and outs of each other. Even if that meant getting a stomach full of aphrodisiac venom from another man for the night.
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The pup he saw sitting by the door on his way in tugs on his sleeve to stop him and ask, “Hey—you got a cigarette on you?”
The twenty something year old goes back to wrapping his arms around himself after he lets him go. His tail hanging low between his legs. Their warm breaths condense into puffs of white clouds in the air. The pup is in nothing but a white T-shirt two sizes too big for him and black basketball shorts. His haircut—well—its a mullet. A greasy frizzy one at that, uneven bangs and it just passed his shoulders. Maybe he cut it himself to keep it out of his eyes?
Seth doesn't know what to make of the pup but looking at him made his chest ache in a way. He's young and has a cute face. If he's really out on the streets for too long he'd be taken into a puppy mill no question. They'd eat him alive.
“I don't but,” he hesitates to make sure he really wants to do this, “Do you need a ride somewhere? It's gonna rain pretty hard tonight.”
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Morning service finally dwindles with a few closing remarks and for Dominik it couldn't have been fast enough (Lord forgive him.). He swallows thickly looking up at Father Rhodes on the podium. Warm morning light shines through every window of the church to cast the perfect almost angelic glow around him. Fractured colors from the stained glass murals reflect off of his pristine white robes and catch the rosary wrapped around his hand. His eyes glow bright blue with his love of the Lord and His teachings flow effortlessly through him.
Dominik’s heart pounds with passion just looking at him.
He wants to be him. He wants to feel as close to God as Cody does.
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- Part 16 of WWE Drabbles
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Cody held his laptop close to his side as he followed his new employer around in an extensive tour of his personal residence. A sprawling hundred acre property on an island off the east coast of Florida. The, admittedly, impressive estate even had its own bridge connecting it to the mainland and a yacht dock. Marble floors, expensive fixtures, abstract sculptures. He had to keep his composure at the blatant boasting about how much money his new boss made to keep up his extensive collection.
Collection of exotic animals.
Tigers, chimps, lions, sharks, even snow leopards. Most endangered or a rare variant.
They all seem to cower at the sight of the man simply passing by. Their enclosures were all just big enough and subpar at best. Anyone who might have seen this would’ve cocked an eyebrow at it and felt the need to contact the authorities.
Cody usually isn’t one for private ownership of wild animals either but this is an opportunity he couldn’t pass up.
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“Doesn't matter, Codes. Doctor’s orders unless you wanna end up like—what's that?”
Cody bristles at his sharp tone change, shoving his arm further behind his back, “Nothing.”
“Cody.”
He bites his lip and shifts his weight nervously under Randy's intense inspection from the bed. Gosh! He couldn't seriously be getting in trouble twice over the span of a minute! The hard stare and unamused attitude, of course, doesn't break and Cody is forced to slowly reveal the large piece of double chocolate cake from his back. “...A late-night snack.”
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- Part 15 of WWE Drabbles
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“Okay! Okay, I get it—” Roman grumbled before making his way to the bathroom, “Excuse me for telling my boyfriends how I feel—”
“Aww, come on! Don't be like that! I didn't say it was a bad thing.” Seth shouts at him from the main room.
He grunts, eyeing the vase of bright red roses and matching envelope sitting on the vanity. Roman grabs the envelope and opens it. Inside he pulls out a note with ‘happy anniversary’ written decoratively inside.
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- Part 14 of WWE Drabbles
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He lost his debut match in front of his own father.
One that he challenged Seth for himself.
His whole body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, the lights are too bright, Seth’s skin against his welted bruises and cuts sting across his chest. Dominik pants softly when the other man pushes off of him, adding a subtle drag of his gloved hand across his lower belly.
Dominik panics and wraps his arms around himself. Turning onto his side to shield his body from any more of his touches.
At least in front of his father. He couldn’t take the humiliation of that too.
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- Part 2 of Cofui's Kinktober Corner
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Dominik isn’t sure how this obsession started.
Why he keeps letting it happen. Why he keeps coming back. Maybe he does and he’s just saving himself from thinking too hard about what’s happening. How long it's been happening. What it all means.
Dominik leaned into Seth’s hand as he brushed it along his freshly shaven cheek. He sat properly in the chair Seth provided for him in his dimly lit hotel suite. Some old movie playing muted in the background. Seth had already showered with him, brushed and trimmed his hair to perfection, shaved his face, dressed him in clothes he bought just for him. It’s way past midnight as it usually is when this happens.
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- Part 1 of Cofui's Kinktober Corner
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The room went from dead silent to chanting with whispers and hushed voices. Appalled and confused faces.
Seth stares at him, looking him in the eyes for anything that could signal this is a joke. He's risking his royal reputation. Maybe even more than that for two people he saw for barely a second the night before. Yet there's not even the slightest tic in Roman's eyes. He looks back at him in a pleading way. Like he might shatter if they said no.
Seth hesitantly flicks his gaze over to Dean, and he meets him with the same distrustful expression. After everything they've just experienced—
What would Roman Reigns want with them?
(Prequel to Bleeding Ballad)
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- Part 1 of Bleeding Ballad Series
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Rebranding this as a WWE A/B/O drabble series mainly kink/NSFW focused!
Each chapter will be noted with their own ships and tags!
Chpt. 1: Tribal Heirs (Rheigns)
Chpt. 2: Accidental Discovery (Ambreigns)
Chpt. 3: Just Relax (Candy)
Chpt. 4: Movement (Ambrolleigns) **UPDATE**Series
- Part 9 of WWE Drabbles
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Rollins brushed a few of the papers aside and propped his ass on the table. Cody clenched his jaw, eyeing the way his trousers tightened around his thigh and ample behind before snapping his gaze anywhere but there.
Christ.
He is Seth's superior.
Rollins is his sergeant and he is his lieutenant.
If he wanted to keep it that way along with his job and rank they could be nothing more. He couldn’t risk losing that or his best friend.
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- Part 13 of WWE Drabbles
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“You hit me with a sledgehammer, remember?”
“How could I forget,” Cody grimaced slightly and flexed his surgically repaired pec as he rested his hand on his lower back.
Seth pecked his lips again before grabbing his other hand, “I've got a surprise for you.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmmhh—” he nodded, bringing his palm to his lips, “I'll see you on your bus… After the post show.” He reminded him.
“Shit!”
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- Part 12 of WWE Drabbles
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Speaking of which, Seth's eyes landed on their victim. Platinum blonde fur shined underneath the moonlight filtering through the treetops. No wonder this one was shot. It was survival of the fittest and well this one didn’t fit in at all. He’s never seen such bright thick fur.
Seth tilted his head, stepping closer. Deep red blood drenched its torso, but it breathed.
He lifted his boot and nudged its ribcage with his heel. The wolf let out a weak growl and bared its teeth but didn’t do much else.
That’s no fun.
“Come on, you had big enough balls to make it this far and all it takes is one bullet to knock you out,” he taunted, bending down to its level, “They used to make your kind stronger than that. No wonder you were stupid enough to wander into territory that didn’t belong to you.”
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- Part 2 of Bleeding Ballad Series
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He winced slightly when he sat up, quickly brushing his hand below his navel. The pain went away as he straightened up but, geez, he hoped he wasn’t coming down with something.
“Are you feeling okay?” Sami seemingly noticed the momentary shift in his scent and stashed the candy back in his bag.
Of course, he was okay.
They had a match tonight. He had to be okay. Roman would kill him if he wasn’t.
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- Part 11 of WWE Drabbles
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Seth flipped the card in his hand, anxiously waiting for the elevator to open to the top floor. What the hell was Roman doing going into heat anyway? He remembered how bad they were for him. He could barely walk for the whole week and it took the both of them to keep him satisfied. Last he’d heard he’s been on some pretty hefty suppressants since Dean left and he’s been using them during his whole rise to power as Tribal Chief.
Thing is this isn’t an issue your family can help you with and when you isolate yourself at the top then who do you have left to call?
**UPDATED WITH PART 4**
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- Part 10 of WWE Drabbles
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“Jesus Codes, you alright?” Randy closed the door behind him, his eyes dancing across his frame.
“I’m fine,” he murmured off the top of his head and finished what was left in his glass. Out the corner of his eye, he watched Randy come over and sit next to him. The viper looked between him, the half empty bottle sitting on the coffee table, and the paused promo on the TV screen. Dead giveaway to how fine he actually was. He didn’t even try to hide it.
“Why are you lying to me?”
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- Part 18 of Blood on the CrossRhodes
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“Fuckfuck—” Seth ran, mainly stumbled through a bustling backstage tossing whatever he could behind him. Head pounding, lungs only half filled with oxygen, body sore from a grueling cage match against Punk. None of that mattered though. Adrenaline kept his heart pumping loud and hard in his chest.
Nothing he could do was enough, no security was enough, nothing was stopping the train that was
Roman Reigns.
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- Part 17 of Blood on the CrossRhodes
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Roman wasn’t here. Good. There was no telling what damage he’s already done to him.
He caught the tail end of Randy trying to get past security guards to get to John. Blinded by his own rage.
Which left only him.
The one to take claim of Cody in gentle comforting arms. His rival turned dear friend. His rightful protector. His shield. If Cody Rhodes belonged to anyone–
It was him.
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- Part 16 of Blood on the CrossRhodes
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Cody crossed his arms staring at the front of it. His logo plastered over the hood. He unlocked it for him, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
Roman walked up to it and inspected the shiny red paint in the exterior arena lights. Tinted back windows. Ford. If it wasn’t obvious he preferred Chevrolet and Cadillac. Still it was a nice, expensive truck.
It was an apple.
Cody was Eve.
So close to taking a bite and falling right into Lucifer’s hands.
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- Part 15 of Blood on the CrossRhodes
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It wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
Four blacked out SUVs parked outside of a white two-story farmhouse built on top gentle rolling hills surrounded by acres of farmland. It could have been way worse, but Roman still didn’t understand why it had to be this.
He believed a Tribal Chief shouldn’t be sent into hiding but the attempt on his life was enough to spook his older cousin and High Chief, Dwayne. With counsel from the wiseman, he and his Bloodline weren’t sent home to Samoan.
They weren’t sent to somewhere with high security in Florida or, hell, even Cancun.
They were sent to the middle of bumfuck nowhere Georgia.