kenny omega

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sweaty, post-match, japanese speaking Kenny is one of my favorite Kenny's.

idk how i thought of this one tbh..

warning: slight smut

I've never done a full smut so if someone would maybe want me to publish this one in whole I might :)

((also, i don't ever write really, REALLY smutty stuff sooo here u are if you're like me and drink holy water daily ;) ))

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You and Tyson had been going out for close to a year now.

All of the big firsts had happened; first date, first time, first time meeting each other's parents, moving in with each other, hell, you'd even gotten a puppy for when Tyson was out on the road.

You guys were pretty much everyone's favorite couple.

"Oh my God! Flip you're the best!" You yelled, hugging your best friend as he handed you the bracelet.

This was all for a bit on Being the Elite. The joke was that Flip had gotten you a silver Cartier bracelet for your (late) birthday and "Kenny" was "jealous" that you were spending time with Flip instead of him.

"No problem, (Y/N)! To be honest, I found it for really cheap and decided to get it for you since you said you wanted one not too long ago." He said, smiling at you, still in character.

Tyson stood in the corner doing his "Jealous Kenny" glare at Flip before rolling his eyes and walking off, still in character.

"And that's it!" Matt said, stopping the recording.

You smiled, making your way over to Tyson.

"You wanna go to sleep? You're acting kinda sleepy, babe." Tyson chuckled in your ear softly.

"Mhmm." You said, still leaning into his chest.

You both told the guys you were going back to your room to rest and that's exactly what you did after you showered.

"Mmm, I forgot how good it feels to relax." You said, crawling over the bed and under the covers to your boyfriend.

"Yea. It is nice." Tyson said, wrapping his arms around your waist as you layed your head on his broad, uncovered chest.

You were busying yourself with tracing patterns onto his skin when you felt his eyes on you.

"I can feel you're starting. What's bothering you?" You ask, knowing how your boyfriend acts when something is troubling him.

"Huh? Oh, it's kinda nothing." He said, still looking at your hand that had now ceased action.

"When people say "nothing" it almost always means something is wrong. Now, tell me before I pinch it out of you." You say, slightly pinching his butt, making him yelp.

"Okay, okay," he started chuckling,"It's just, I don't know, sometimes I feel like I don't treat you good enough. Like now, you've stayed in Japan with me for a week now when you could be working but, you came all the way out here. And I don't get you expensive gifts and stuff like that, hell, the most expensive thing you have, you bought for yourself. I don't know, I just see all these guys spoiling their girlfriends with expensive stuff all the time, and shooting being the elite and Flip "getting" you that bracelet just got me thinking what if I'm not good enough for you-"

You cut him off with a kiss.

"What was that for?" He chuckled, smiling down at you.

"You're so adorable. Yes, you do enough for me, Ty. Every time I come to Japan, you pay so it's not like it's really costing me anything. You do plenty for me, babe. Never doubt it. And even if you didn't do as much, I'd still love you, just because you're so cute." You said, smiling up at your boyfriend who was almost too good to be a real human.

He just nods, then leans forward, enclosing your lips in a kiss.

Before long, your head is resting on the hotel pillow and Tyson is kissing down your neck.

Clothes fly across the room and eventually you are left in panties, while he's only in his boxers.

You moan as he kisses down your neck once again to find your sweet spot, then moving in-between the valley of your breasts.

As he gets closer and closer to your mound, he looks up.

"I may not give you enough material stuff, but I like to believe I make up for it in these situations. Don't you think?" He ask, before moving down to take your panties off with his mouth.

That was the last thing you remembered hearing before you both had a long night of pleasure. ;)

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