WWE Imagines

Finn Balor-Frustrations

Pairing: Finn Balor x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Choking, Cursing, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Praise, Rough Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,846

Summary: Finn's angry due to losing an important match, but you know exactly how to help him take out his frustrations.

A/N: Finn smut. Hope You Enjoy!

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After being on edge for the past 2 weeks, Finn is ready to fight Seth Rollins. He's been training all night and day, till the point where you would have to physically force him to come to bed.

He's been optimistic for this match, especially after what Seth said about you. He called you 'a cocksleeve hoe, who gets passed around by all men in the locker room.'

It hurt you dearly and the moment Finn heard that, it took the whole locker room to hold him back. Now it's time to fight, and he was gonna make sure Seth pays.

Best part of it all is that the match is a no DQ match, meaning anything goes, no matter who comes out, or what weapons are used.

To say that you're nervous is an understatement. Even though you always worry about him, this match was special. Not only was he fighting for himself, but for you and that's all that matters to him.

You stood in the locker room, biting your nails as Seth made his entrance. Next came out Finn and he looked ready. Mouth in a straight line, jaw clenching, as he made a b-line for the ring.

No smiles, no laughs, not even a glance was spared at fans because he and his eyes focused on one person and that was Seth.

The moment the bell rang, Finn and Seth locked up aggressively. That's pretty much how the match went. Aggressive punches, lock ups, submissions, and much more. Then weapons came out and you got really scared.

Chairs came out, with Finn brutally beating Seth down and just when he had him down for a couple of seconds, he went to the top rope.

"Looks like we could see this Coup de Grâce ending this match!" Micheal Cole yelled into the commentator's microphone. But just as Finn was gonna jump, Becky Lynch came running down the ramp, pushing Finn from the ropes.

'Ooos' were heard around the arena as Finn laid on the mat, holding the arm he landed on. "Balor, how ya doing out there? I see your putting in work. Is that for ya girl, or for your career?" She teased with a sick smile. A

Finn tried to ignore the words coming from Becky, knowing it was just to get under his skin so it could give her man the advantage to win. Finn hopped up the ropes on a different comer and hit his finisher.

Becky cursed under her breath. This might be the end of this match.

Finn went for the cover, but before the referee could count, Becky was in the ring with a kendo stick, cracking the wood on his back. Finn groaned in anger, a red dash already forming on his back.

You looked around, hoping that someone, anyone could go out and help Finn. You're not a wrestler, you're just a gear designer backstage, so what could you do in the ring?

Luckily, you caught the sight of a very pissed off Sasha Banks, a frown on her face. You both made eye contact and she already knew what you were gonna ask her.

"Please?"

Sasha nodded her head and ran out to the ring to give Becky a piece of her mind. This really did work with the storyline because Sasha lost her title to Becky 2 RAW's ago.