WWE Imagines

Roman Reigns-Dominate Me

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Choking, Cursing, Degradation, Dom & Sub Relationship, Face Fucking, Names, (Slut & Whore), Oral, (Roman Receiving), Praise, Slapping, Spanking and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 2,256

Summary: After seeing Roman degrading Randy on TV it makes you wish for him to be a little more rougher with you at home, so when you tell him, he shows you how dominant he can get in bed.

A/N: A long smut for Ro! I'm still here you guys, it's just sometimes I don't feel like writing. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

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Currently, you sat on the couch in the living room, watching an episode of Smackdown. You had a glass of lemonade on the coffee table as well as a book in your lap.

You watched as your husband gave the same old promo, talking trash about Randy Orton who just returned after his back injury and you couldn't help, but bite your lip at him.

The way his deep voice filled the arena sounded so sexy. He cursed and talked as much trash as he could, degrading, belittling Randy and that's when you realized something.

Roman's never talked to you like that.

Obviously since you're his wife, he's gonna respect you and try to make you feel confident, but sometimes you want him to talk dirty to you. Degrade you, call you names, slap you around, but he never does.

You let out a sigh, deciding to switch the channel, you'll watch the show on YouTube. You continued to read your book in hopes to stop thinking those dirty thoughts.

Time passed since then and you didn't even notice until Roman unlocked the door with his keys and opened it. You put a bookmark in your book before jumping up and running to him. "Ro." You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

Roman accepted as you greedily kissed him. It took him by surprise for a second, but you soon pulled back with a smile. "I missed you so much." You said, snuggling in his chest.

Roman wrapped his arms around your waist. "Me too." He guided you to the couch, seeing the show was changed. "Why are you watching AEW?" Roman asked, sounding 'offended.'

He grabbed the remote, changing it to YouTube. "Did you see my promo?" You honestly shook your head no. Roman took your answer and went to WWE's channel, pulling up the promo.

You watched half of it, remembering what he said until it got to the part where you turned it off. "Randy, you think you're Daddy." Roman paused, laughing. "But really, I'm Daddy. I'm Daddy to you, Jey, LA Knight, Logan Paul, I'm everyone's Daddy!" Roman began laughing again, Jimmy and Paul Heyman joining in.

Roman cut the video off with a smile. "I'm everyone's Daddy!" He copied the video. You gulped, letting out an awkward laugh to fit in, but Roman noticed. "Hey, what's wrong?" You looked at his concerned face.

"Oh nothing, I'm just really tired, that's all." You reassured him and part of him knew you were lying, but he wasn't gonna push you to say it. Roman stood up, taking your hand. "Then let's go to bed, yeah?" You nodded your head, following him to your shared room.

You sat in bed, waiting for him to come and when he did, he was in a pair of shorts and no shirt, showing off his tribal tattoos. "God, I love you." He muttered, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you too, Ro." You smiled. You broke apart from his hold and turned on your side, ready to sleep. It was all quiet and dark in the room until you felt Roman's hand trail up and down your leg.