Smut and fluff oneshots about the tribal chief Roman Reigns and other bloodline members. ALL OF MY OCs ARE BLACK WOMEN! (Cross posted on Tumblr, @Acknowledge-Reigns.)
Note: Lilah is a character originally featured in another fic of mine "Jealous". You do not have to read it to understand this one at all, but you can if you'd like! All fics come out on Tumblr first so give me a follow there for early content, fan art and some shit posting @ Acknowledge-Reigns.
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As Roman and Lilah settle down on the couch for a relaxing movie night, the atmosphere is filled with a sense of romance and anticipation. The room is dimly lit, with the flickering glow of the television screen casting a warm ambiance as she snuggled into his side.
Roman places his hand on her thigh, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. She leans into him, her body responding to his touch with a mixture of excitement and longing. Their eyes meet, filled with an intense desire that cannot be ignored. As the movie plays in the background, They slowly lose ourselves in the moment. Roman's hand begins to trail higher up her thigh, his fingers gently caressing her soft skin, the sensation makes her gasp softly, her breath hitching with anticipation.
In response, Lilah's fingers find their way to Roman's chest, tracing the contours of his muscular physique beneath his shirt. The warmth of their bodies pressed against each other intensifies, creating an intoxicating heat between them.
Their kisses become more urgent, their lips moving in perfect synchronization. The taste of each other becomes addictive, fueling their hunger for one another. As the movie continues to play on the television, its dialogue and soundtrack blending with their moans of pleasure, they find themselves fully immersed in their own intimate world.
Feeling the warmth of Roman's hand against her skin, Lilah's heart races with anticipation. Roman's hand slips under the fabric of Lilah's shirt, his fingertips tracing delicate patterns along her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
Suddenly he removes his hand, a playful smirk on his face. "W-Why'd you stop?" Lilah whined in frustration causing Roman to quirk a brow.
"Because" He stated simply.
"That's not fair, Ro! You got me all worked up." Lilah protested.
"Where did you get the impression I had to play fair, babygirl? I'm the tribal chief, sweetheart, life isn't fair." Roman responds teasingly.
Lilah glares at him semi-playfully. How dare he?!
"Aw, is someone all frustrated? be a good girl, lose the attitude and finish the movie, then you get your reward." Roman promised her.
Lilah pretended to pay attention to the movie, lost in her own filthy thoughts of what Roman might do when it was over.
Eventually, the movie reaches its end, the credits rolling on the screen. Roman grinned before begining to pull her clothes off, pushing her back onto the couch he parts her legs and settles between them placing teasing kisses on her inner thighs. With no warning his mouth latches onto her clit, flicking his tongue teasingly eliciting moans of pure bliss. "You taste like fucking candy, babygirl." Roman growled as he went back to eating her out like it was his last meal. "Mmm you're such a good girl for me." He says, "You gon cum babygirl? cum for daddy."
By the end of the night he'd made her cum at least three times before he'd carried her effortlessly from their living room to their bedroom, his beard still glistening with her juices.
After he finishes getting them both all cleaned up, they laid snuggled together, their bodies still humming with satisfaction. "I love you, Ro." Lilah said.
"I love you too, babygirl." Roman responded.
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