BABESSSSSS I NEED MY FOODDDD IM A STARVING JAMES SIMP OVER HERE

Not sure if you accept multiples or not but if you do can I request. BTW love your work your one of my faves on here

21 Tonga Loa freader

27 Tama tonga freader

Yes I do!! it's done!! thank you so much for the support, it means the world to me!

Hey there :)

I would like to request something for your Kinkvember. 😳

Maybe Day 30 with Baron Corbin? 🙃

Thank you so much in advance.

of course!!

alrighty! this could be tricky/messy but, could you maybe write something like cody reacting to his s/o being insecure and needing comfort since her last partner never complimented her? 🤍🥺 tyyy once again 🤍

of courseeeee!! would you like to be tagged when its out??

Hi hun! I was wondering if I could please request a Tama x fem! Reader NSFW fic where they are enemies in the beginning but end up falling for each other later on? Appreciate you! Thank you! - 🤍

of course!!

Ponytails are made for tugging 18+

Song rec- Weak (Flo Milli)

Warnings: Smut, hair pulling,marks (Hickies, fingerprint bruises, teeth marks), swearing, 

A/N Note: this is day 4 of 30 (+ one extra), Minors DNI

Further Links; @wishyouloveme (my main blog)

(4) Star's Kinkvember list!! – @wishyouloveme on Tumblr

Piaring: Damian Priest (Luis Berrios Martinez Jr.) x Fem! Reader

Tag List; @bloodlinesceo @whatdoeseverybodywant @boundbyeclipse @velvel1901 @lilucey

Anons are always welcome!

Damian just seemed…handsy tonight. You had flown out with him for raw, and had stayed at the hotel by yourself for most of the night. But you weren’t complaining, because you got to see your man a lot quicker than when you stayed home, and waiting until he got on a flight back.

But it was entirely different when he got back to the hotel, and didn’t even shower before he came over to where you were lounging on the hotel bed, watching some dumb show, and collapsed on you carefully, not putting most of his weight on you so he didn’t crush you. You knew he had lost his World Heavyweight championship, but you knew it was part of the script, so you didn’t understand why this was affecting him so much.

“What's wrong?” He grumbled, burying his face in your neck “hueles tan jodidamente bonita” He mumbles into your neck, kissing where your neck connects to your shoulder.

“Babe, I love you, but I still don’t speak Spanish” You mumble to him, running your hand through his braids. “You smell so fucking pretty” He translates, his voice rough.

He moans from behind you, a perfect view of where his dick met your pussy “shit Mami, you’re so fucking wet” He grunts, his ponytail wrapped around his hand. You moan out, your arms shaking at the feeling of him inside you, stretching you for his use. “Shiiiit Papi” You moan out, your head dipping back as he tugs on your hair.

“You feeling good Mami?” He grins behind you, his hand coming down to run over your stomach. This was a great way for him to get his frustration out. At your slight nod, he grins, and leans down, pushing his chest against your back, and biting into your shoulder, leaving his teeth marks. You hiss as you tighten around him, exhaling and moaning out his name, making him dig his fingers into your hip, thrusting deep but fast into you.

“Mierda” He mutters under his breath, feeling you tighten around him when he speaks spanish. You loved his native tongue, especially the sound of how fucking raspy it was when he was inside of you.

He tugs on your ponytail as he thrusts deep into you, his hand moving from your hip to your ass, digging his fingers into your ass instead “fuck you’re gonna look so Beautiful with my marks on you” He groans into your ear, swearing when he feels you flutter against him. “C’mon Mami, I got you” He says into your ear, tugging on your hair again.

You moan as your arms give out as you came around him, tightening around him as your vision goes spotty.

He keeps thrusting, trying to drag out your orgasm. Nothing made him feel better than making his girlfriend cum for him.

Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.

THEY'RE SO CUTE

Pack your shit Paul, ima get you once and for all

i’m so excited for your Tonga Loa fics😅

there’s basically nothing written for him anywhere and that man is just🥵

Hi baby!! i don't write for Tonga Loa or Tama Tonga anymore! you can always check who i do write for on my 'who i write for'!!

babe the way im literally salivating over this piece of work. “always yappin’ about how you wanna ride my biceps, or have my arm wrapped around that pretty little throat. god, you’re such a little whore for my arms, aren’t you?” GIRL....I CAN'T, THIS IS MWUAH

rafe putting you in a headlock while he fucks you.

“that’s it, baby. you’re taking it like such a good. fucking. girl.” rafe grunted, each word punctuated by a hard thrust. you were a fucking mess, as you normally are when rafe’s pounding your needy little cunt. your stomach laid flat against the mattress, rafe’s sculpted hips driving into your ass cheeks, watching them jiggle while he fucked you senseless.

being rafe’s girl was hard work. getting dicked down by his long, fat cock whenever you wanted. your perfectly done nails always pressing into the bedsheets or his massive biceps. he’d have you in every single position, whispering praises in your ear as you cried out his name over and over again. and in return, rafe was always so fucking proud of you. always taking his brutal poundings like a good girl.

rafe had bought you that new pink and black lacy set you wanted and as promised, it had been yanked off of you no more than 10 minutes after you put it on. his cock drove into you, his pace relentless, when he suddenly remembered the way you were gawking at his biceps earlier. talking about how you’d ‘ride the fuck out of them’ as if he couldn’t hear you mumbling the filthy things to yourself. you were always daydreaming about rafe and the things you’d do to him. except when it came to him actually taking you to pound town, you’d lay there like a helpless little bunny, fucked completely stupid.

before you knew it, rafe’s muscular arm slipped between the mattress and your neck, his arm curling around your neck. he hauls you back against his chest, the two of you now on your knees. your eyes widened in surprise as you felt his massive arm wrapped around your throat, your small hands coming up to curl around his arm. “that’s what you wanted, isn’t it? it’s not about the lingerie set, was it? you just wanted my arm wrapped around your throat in a fucking chokehold.”

your eyes rolled back from the pleasure of rafe slamming his cock against your g-spot and his bicep bulging against your neck. you whimpered, your nails digging into his arm as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the bedroom. “y-yes, daddy. just wanted t-this.” you moaned, your pussy squeezing rafe’s dick like he’s never felt before. shit, you really fucking liked this. you buried your mouth against his bulging bicep, sinking your teeth into the flesh. “oh fuck. there you go, baby. can’t even help yourself, can you?”

“always yappin’ about how you wanna ride my biceps, or have my arm wrapped around that pretty little throat. god, you’re such a little whore for my arms, aren’t you?” rafe grits through his teeth, his arm tightening around your throat. you could feel you orgasm creeping closer and closer, but rafe already knew. he could tell by the way your moans got higher in pitch and — fuck, the way your cunt was gripping his cock… it was obvious.

“that’s it, sweet girl. let go for me. show daddy how much you love having his big, muscular arm wrapped around your throat while he fucks your needy cunt.” rafe spoke lowly in your ear, the coil in his own stomach was nearly about to snap, his thrusts loosing their rhythm. you nodded your head against the restraint of his arm, crying out his name as you finally came around his dick, your pussy quivering desperately. your fingernails dug into his arm, leaving little red crescent shape indents as the pleasure ripped through you, losing reality for a moment.

rafe groaned loudly, the feeling of your cunt practically strangling his cock was too much for him. rafe’s arm tightens around your neck as he slams his cock into you, spilling his load deep inside your still pulsating pussy. after a moment, rafe loosened his grip on your neck, but his arm remains there. both his arm and large hand keeps you flush against his chest, your weakening body using him for support. the room fills with sounds of your heavy breathing, the smell of sex lingering in the air.

“you did so well for me, baby. my girl. my perfect fuckin’ girl.”