Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Wife!Reader
Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Cursing, Face Fucking, Hair Pulling, Oral, (Drew Receiving), Praise, Pussy Slapping, and Unprotected Sex.
Word Count: 1,491
Summary: When you and Drew have some 'fun time' you get too excited and leave marks on his back which doesn't get unnoticed by the WWE universe.
A/N: I got inspired by the picture of his back when he fought Bobby Lashley in HIAC 2021. Hope You Enjoy!
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Your phone dinged as you sat on the couch nursing a lemonade while reading a book. You work for the creative team backstage, and luckily you got a week off. You looked down to see that Drew texted you.
Drew: 'Watch my promo.'
You flipped to the show, watching as Gunther was on a long rant about being 'The Ring General' and all that. Drew's music hit, fans and even yourself feeling happy.
He came out with a smirk on his face, walking to the ring with a mic in hand. They talked trash like normal, but it was until Gunther said something about you that Drew began fighting.
"You don't talk about another man's wife Gunther!" You heard Michael Cole yell into the commentator's microphone. Drew successfully beat Gunter, with him scurrying out the ring. Drew looked dead at the camera and did a 'suck it' taunt and then winking. You blushed knowing that was for you.
Drew left the ring, going backstage before you got another text.
Drew: 'Will you?
You looked confused as you typed a response.
Y/n: 'Will I do what?'
You waited as three dots appeared.
Drew: 'Suck it?'
You chuckled, biting your lip while shaking your head in shame.
Y/n: 'Come home and find out.'
He left you on read as he got his bags packed. You changed the channel to a movie and went back to reading your book.
You were so focused in your book that you didn't see the time nor hear the ring doorknob jingle open. You turned around, scared for a second, but relaxed when you saw the 6'5 Scottish husband of yours.
You put a bookmark in your book before getting off the couch and hugging him. "Hey baby, I missed you so much!" You kissed his cheek, wrapping your legs around his waist as you jumped. He caught you, kissing you back.
Ever since his return at MITB, Triple H has been working him since the fans love him, meaning he's been out for almost a week. "Missed ya too love." He walked to the bedroom with a supportive arm under your butt, placing you on the bed.
You looked up at him with a smile, seeing him raising his eyebrows up and down. "So you gonna suck it?" You chuckled, scooting over. "Lay down." Drew happily flopped on the bed, laying on his back while waiting.
You pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, revealing his cock. "Wow, someone's excited to see me, aren't you?" Drew grumbled at your teasing, bringing his hand to your head, in an attempt to push you down to his cock.
"Hey don't rush me! I'll leave you here as hard as wood." Drew gave you a challenging look. You ignored it though, going down and taking him in your mouth.
He let out a sigh of relief, relaxing against a pillow. You took him deep in your mouth before coming back up. Bobbing your head up and down, you used your free hand to fondle with his balls. Drew jumped up, hips thrusting up, and his cock getting shoved down your throat.
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Hayran KurguI write about WWE wrestlers. MainlyFluff and Smut Stopping when I don't feel like continuing writing.