Rhea Ripley x Reader (Y/N female) ONESHOTS

Dinner at her place (part 1)

Firstly we need to clear the fact why have you even started fighting at WWE. Well the reason is very obvious. Rhea Ripley. When you saw her on the tv your heart started pounding, you felt like your head is spinning and ever since then you couldn't stop thinking about her.

Another fight at WWE. And you are supposed to win this one. Well, that's how it was scripted...

As soon as you start a fight with a woman in her twenties, which you already trained with her accordingly to the script, she does some completely different moves. "Hey, what the fuck are you doing?" you grunt under hard breathing. She didn't reply and kept on making moves. She slammed you to the floor, sitting on you so you were laying on your back. Right before the referee slammed the floor for the third time, you rolled on your stomach and flipped her over.

Rhea came to WWE too, she heard about a newbie fighting today. She had black lipstick on, beautiful purple eyeshadow and skinny jeans with black belt. Her outfit was topped with a tank top with writing 'Mami'. She walked to the show, leaning against a wall near the crowd and watched. "Wow, I've never seen someone like her..."

With the last drops of energy you knocked the woman down. You won. The judge lifted your arm and the crowd screamed in amazement. The adrenaline was rushing in your veins, sweat dripping down your forehead and all you could hear was the applause. You quickly looked around and you saw someone special among the foreign people. Someone who was your crush and idol. Someone thanks to who you started fighting.

There she was. Rhea Ripley. You made eye contact with her. She slightly smiled, lifted her hands slowly and respectfully clapped.

"Am I dreaming? Is it really her?" you thought. The smile on your face grew bigger and bigger, adrenaline level was too high and it was time to get out off the ring. Once you got out, you looked around to find Rhea. She disappeared into thin air. Completely.

"Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks on me in the end."

You rushed to the changing rooms, it was finally time for you to change and get home. You took out a towel from your locker and began to dry off your sweaty face. As you were doing so, the thought of Rhea seeing you fight crossed your mind again. "If I had a chance. Only once to talk to her. Only a few words would be enough. Just a few. I could finally tell her what she means to me. A literal world. And how she has helped me in my worst."

"Hey Y/N! You totally crashed her there. I'm amazed. I've never seen someone fight like you do." Rhea said, slowly walking towards you. "R-Rhea? I really appreciate it- thank you." you got out of yourself, stuttering, scared to make eye contact with her. "You can look at me, I don't bite." she said, destroying your train of thoughts. You wanted to tell her so many things. But you simply couldn't let out a single word. Even eye contact was giving you butterflies.

She came closer to you and lifted your chin up so you could face her. Your eyes met with hers. The butterflies you instantly had. The nervous smile forming on your lips. She knew what she was doing to you.

"Why don't we go get dinner tomorrow? I really need to loosen up after all the fights and you would make a great company." she asked.
"Oh yea, of course!" you muttered out, trying to hide the excitement. To be honest, who would refuse a dinner with Rhea Ripley?

The time goes by and like with a blink of an eye it's the next day.

"It can't be a date right? It cannot be... Just two friends going on a dinner to chat. Nothing big." were the only sentences going through your mind the whole day.

Rhea picked you up, dressed casually, you were wearing a short skirt with chains and a simple black tank top. "Where are we going?" you asked. "Well, I was thinking we can come over to my place, I may or may not already prepared something to eat." she said with a grin.

"Shit, shit, shit, I'm coming over to Rhea's place- and I'm gonna be eating dinner there-?!?" was running through your head. But Rhea saw you only smiling. And she took it as a yes.

Butterflies in your stomach were hitting hard once you sat down, having a plate with a glass of red wine. Honestly the wine made you finally loosen up and relax. You had a few glasses, same as Rhea. You were talking about everything and you could see that Rhea needed this. She was really happy and it made you feel nice. Like a nice warmth spreading through your body. Maybe it was also the alcohol but you refused to think about it.

You laid your hand on the table beside your already empty glass when Rhea placed her hand on yours. At that time, under the love for her and a little bit of alcohol, instead of shyly putting your hand aside, you caressed hers with your thumb. You were expecting butterflies again but nothing. This time it was different. Like it was lust taking over you. That those fantasies you always had about her you wanted to make real. All of them.

Rhea quickly got up and started to take the plates and empty glasses from the table. You felt disappointment. "God, that was a bad move, I should've waited. Fuck. I just want to feel her. I need her so badly." you thought. Rhea looked at your face, how you were thinking, how her teasing move made you feel. Oh god, how she was enjoying this.

While you were still looking at the empty table, Rhea sneaked up behind your back and whispered to your ear: "Let's make it real then, love."