because i luff you

pete dunne { spiders }

   NOTE: Okay, so this is the Pete version.. And I hope it’s at least a little bit in character for him. I post this as a disclaimer now, I’ve only just recently fallen in love with / gotten into Pete Dunne, Tyler Bate and possibly Trent Seven, so I apologize now if they are badly OOC whenever I write them. This one is fluffy/sexy/ kinda snarky and funny? Here. Have a little comedy with your steamy fluff, lovies! – Amber.

Up next are most likely Baron & Finn.. And I’m already getting ideas for other scenarios I want to write so yay! Maybe this is me making a comeback after 5 years of not writing a single damn thing? I hope so, I’ve missed it.

    TAGGING: @alexablss because I luff you.. and @believe-that-001 because I also luff you.. And @littledeadrottinghood asked to be tagged, I’m assuming you meant anything I write dear? If you have specific persons of interest, let me know please? Anyway, if anyone else would like a tag, hit me up. It’s the least I can do since I do not do requests because I probably couldn’t do them properly.. Oh and also I wanna tag @bolieve-that because Pete Dunne was their vote in my little poll earlier! 


I couldn’t sleep to save my fucking life. And naturally, when I can’t sleep, I get up and go into the kitchen and make myself a sandwich. I’d put my earphones in, I was blasting Skid Row to drive out the otherwise deathly quiet of the apartment as I made my sandwich. Everything was going smoothly until suddenly, it wasn’t.

And it all started when I felt something fall off the ceiling above me and straight down the t shirt I was wearing.  "FUCK.“ I screamed the word and my first natural instinct was to shed my top and fling it towards the laundry room. Which would have been great if maybe the lights hadn’t come on?

Pete stood there, leaned sleepily against the doorway, watching me with a mixture of annoyance and amusement in those brilliant baby blue eyes. I shrieked again and turned away quickly, grabbing the first thing I could throw on to cover myself… And it only got more awkward when I realized that naturally, it was Pete’s United Kingdom Tournament t shirt.

He sucked in a breath and stepped into the kitchen. Our kitchen, just so you get a better idea, is an actual fucking joke in terms of space.. So when he stepped in, we were almost body to body. "The hell is wrong with you?”

“S-spider.” I managed to mumble while willing myself not to get lost in those damn eyes like a fool again. It happens a lot and it’s most of the reason I try to avoid being around him too long.. He’s just so… pretty?

I’ll go with pretty.

He snickered and I pouted up at him, lightly smacking at his chest. “Asshole. It fell down my shirt and it was fucking dark, okay? All I knew was that something was crawling between my titties and that shirt had to go.” I grumbled and he only started to laugh a little harder.

“Was ‘at so hard?”
“What?”
“Makin an actual conversation with me. Ya seem to have no problem doin it with Bate or Seven.. Whenever I’m around, noticed ya leave or clam up.” Pete gave me this pout.

I felt something crawling on my foot and into his arms I went. Pete chuckled and sat me down on the kitchen counter, grabbing one of my magazines and rolling it up. Once he’d killed the spider, he threw it into the sink and ran water, letting it go down the drain.

“Hit the garbage disposal switch.”

He eyed me. “It’s already dead.”
“I don’t fucking care! That thing groped my titties!” I squealed as he only started to laugh all over again, only harder this time. He was turning red in the face he was laughing so damn hard and that only made me pout.. But the laughter stopped when he stepped back in front of me, standing between my legs.

His eyes flitted downward, staring at my lips for a few seconds and I found myself staring right back up at his and slowly licking mine as they tingled in anticipation. He was leaning in closer now, his hands on my bare thighs, fingers lazily trailing over the skin.

I found myself leaning in a little more too and putting my arms around his neck, my hand guiding his lips closer. My heart was hammering in my chest and the music I’d been deafening myself with was long forgotten as it played from the spot in which my phone sat on the counter beside me.  When I leaned in and upward, he lifted me slightly, his hands going to my ass and gripping, squeezing my ass through the fabric of my panties, making me whimper against his lips. And then he pulled me into a relentless and passionate kiss that had me completely melting against his body as I nipped hungrily at his lower lip, desperate for more. He sucked in a breath when he rubbed against me, purely on accident and I felt myself getting wetter with each and every second that passed.

His hands left my ass, going to my thighs again, disappearing up the hem of my shirt as he muttered into the kiss, “Every bit as satisfying as I thought it’d be.” and his hands traveled upward, squeezing my breasts together, making me suck in a breath. I broke the kiss to gape at him for a few seconds, the shock obvious on my face at his words. “You thought about doing that? To me?”

“I didn’t stutter.” he was closing the distance between our lips again, and I rubbed against him, my fingers tangling in his hair as I deepened the kiss even more. “ You’ve got one hell of a scream, woman.” he mused seconds later as I nipped at his lip and blurted out, “I can get louder.”

“That sounds like a challenge.” Pete’s hands were wandering downward again, cupping my soaked core through my panties, rubbing and groaning when his palm came away wet. “Fuck.”

“You kiss your mother with that mouth, Dunne?”
“No, but I kiss my girl with this mouth.. On her mouth..” and his lips ventured down as he tilted my head slightly, leaving my neck exposed to him, his lips moving ever so slowly over as he muttered against my skin.. “And on her neck…”

“So I’m your girl now?” I asked, biting my lip as I looked up at him when the kiss broke.
“Well I don’t wake up in the middle of the damned night to kill spiders for just anybody. And not everybody gets to wear my shirts..” Pete muttered against my lips, cocky smirk coming as he did so, his thumb grazing my lower lip and making it quiver as he stared into my eyes and added in a quieter tone, “If you want to be..”

“Oh, I very much want to be.”

From behind us, Trent and Tyler’s throats clearing had our heads snapping up and in the process, we butted heads and for a few seconds, we playfully glared at each other. Pete cleared his throat and smirked at his friends and I was blushing all over.

“Interrupting something?” Tyler asked, giving Pete a teasing and knowing smirk as his eyes went from me to Pete and then back again. “Finally.. You do something, you make a bloody move.”


“Oh for the love of God.. Not on the counter. We eat off that. Savages, both of you are bloody savages.” Trent teased us with a mischievious smirk as Pete flipped him off and scooped me off the counter, side stepping his friends.

“As a matter of fact, yes. She was thanking me.. Because I saved her from a spider.”

“Oh she was, was she?” Trent called out, but the door to Pete’s bedroom was already banging shut behind us…

baron corbin { spiders }

   NOTE: And this is my Baron Corbin version of that idea I had earlier. And Baron is kind of a grumpy fluffy asshole here. And shades of !Jealous and !Dominant Baron come through here a lil bit? Oopsie? I’m gonna do Finn next and I’m possibly going to start writing a Zack Ryder one for anyone who might be interested in those versions. – Love, Amber.

  TAGGING: @tryingtofindaplaceinthisworld and @alexablss and @believe-that-001 because I luff you guys and because this was their vote in my little poll thread. I really hope this is good and it didn’t come off with Baron being too much of a dick? I also want to tag @littledeadrottinghood just in case she likes Baron…

   WARNINGS: Partial nudity, Amber’s potty mouth, hints of !Jealous / !Dominant Baron and a really intense makeout? That’s about it, mhmm..


I’d just stripped down and I was about to step into the shower when it happened. I felt something creeping ever so slowly up my bare legs and when I looked down and I saw that eight legged, jillion eyed fucker looking up at me with those jillion buggy eyes, I cringed and I screamed, it was a scream that rivaled the scream of top horror movie scream queens but I didn’t fucking care at the time.

The panic was taking over and I was shaking and trying to flick the spider off my body, throughly grossed out and knowing that now, thanks to this, I’d feel the fucking creepy crawl all over my skin all damn day. I didn’t stop to think about how my scream might actually sound like the sound of me being butchered just down the hall from where my room mates slept, or that said room mates had gotten in on a very late flight the night before, nope.. All I thought about was how this spider was crawling up my body like a giant spider stripper pole.

But the sound of footsteps just as I’d ran out of the bathroom, after flicking the spider into a nether used corner of the bathroom clued me into the fact that no, I was not alone in the apartment and yes, I’d just been the annoying kind of room mate that awakened my sleeping room mates Baron and Corey, a color commentator and a pro wrestler from some wrestling company.

I turned to find myself body to mostly nude body against Baron’s muscular frame and all I could manage to get out was that there was a spider. In fact, I must have repeated the word eight damn times and I was shaking so bad, I had to look like a spazz to the guy. He was chuckling, giving me this slightly irritated but amused look.

Wordlessly, he side stepped me and stepped into the bathroom, emerging a few minutes later with a magazine, the corpse of the spider sitting neatly on top. He flashed me this look and bit his lip, muttering something under his breath as he stalked down the hallway and into the kitchen, turning on the garbage disposal. I could hear him laughing his ass off in the kitchen and I scowled, flipping the kitchen the middle finger while grumbling.

I am utterly confused by the guy. In the four months he and Corey have been my room mates, he’s said maybe four words to me in passing yet he’s always just kind of… Watching me? Would that be the way to describe it?

I’ll go with that.. He hardly speaks to me, he acts like I am more of an annoyance than anything and yet, he’s always watching me when he thinks I’m not aware of it.. Of the two who woke up, I’d personally figured, – or I’d hoped, it would be Corey, who I’ve actually gotten to be pretty good friends with. I never once considered that Baron would be the one waking up to my screams. I definitely never thought he’d actually come in and see if I was okay or if I were being murdered, or what.. I mean I’m at least pretty sure that Baron only tolerates me.

We were standing in the hallway and Baron was edging closer to me, his eyes flickered down to my arms, folded over my bare chest. “Get some clothes on.”

I bit my lip and stared up at him, my mouth opening and closing, torn between a smart remark and being apologetic, feeling like a teenage girl who’d just got caught going past first base with her boyfriend by her father. I’m not sure why I felt that way, but I did.. And I felt this heat, this almost static tension in the air between Baron and I, it always seems to linger whenever we have to be in a room together for more than ten seconds. But it really hit me now just how common that tension was.

“Clothes. Now.. Before Corey wakes up and sees you standin around in panties.” Baron’s voice was filled with tension but it was deeper and almost a throaty growl as he snapped the words at me. I eyed him, a brow raised but not moving an inch. { It’s kinda hot, the way he’s getting all territorial. Confusing, but hot.}

“And it’s any different than you seeing me like this to kill the  spider?” I asked finally, confused. The squeaking of Corey’s bedroom door as it opened prompted Baron to take matters into his own hands, lifting me up and stepping into the bathroom with me, banging the door shut. And then his eyes were on me, his tongue slowly gliding over his lips as he struggled with whatever it was that he was having trouble expressing.

“It just is.”

“Excuse? No, Baron, it is not.” I argued and I found myself pressed right against him when I stepped up again. His arms slid around my waist and he let this low growl escape his throat as he fixed his eyes down on my lips, licking and biting his own.  "I wouldn’t play with fire if I were you.“ he warned, gripping my hips and pressing me even closer to him before adding, ” I see the way he’s always flirting with you.“

"And? That has anything to do with this?”
“Oh it has everything to do with this.” Baron was leaning down slightly now, only to grip my ass and pull me up his body. “Because every fucking time he does it, I get pissed. He knows I want you. He knows I like you.” Baron’s words poured into my mouth as his lips found mine and he kissed me, gripping my ass and squeezing, still holding me in his arms.

I moaned and nipped at his lip, molding against him.
“What the hell?” I gasped the words as the kiss broke, more than a little shocked and definitely surprised, in a good way. He held my gaze steadily and chuckled.

“I.Want.You. And every single time Corey flirts with you, it drives me crazy. Especially when you flirt back with him.” Baron’s eyes were trailing ever so slowly over my body as he swallowed hard.  "You scared the livin hell out of me when you screamed.“ he muttered darkly, his hands moving over my curves, gripping my hips as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

” I’m not flirting back with him.“ I assured Baron as I leaned against him, looking up and giving a smug smirk. "You were worried about little ol me? Awww.. There is a sweetheart in there, somewhere. I knew it. I freaking knew it.” and Baron scoffed, smoothing his hands over my hair as his lips brushed my forehead. “If you’re not flirtin with him, why do you always stop talkin when I walk into the room?”

“Because.. He kinda knows about my huge fucking crush on you.. And I didn’t want you to overhear because you’d laugh your ass off.. Or I thought you would?” I bit my lip, looking up at him.  " I kinda thought you hated me until tonight.“ I admitted quietly.

He eyed me, obviously puzzled and then it sank in for him. "I didn’t know what to do with the way you make me feel? I definitely don’t hate ya.” he mumbled as his lips found mine again and he pulled me closer, making me suck in a harsh breath as we rubbed against each other and the friction added to the ache in my thighs and I could literally feel the wetness as it slicked the inside of them. I  gripped his hips with my legs and the kiss deepened.

“One little spider though? I fucking thought someone broke in the house and they were hurting you.” he chuckled against my lip and I nipped at his in a playful and kind of rough way, grumbling against his lips, “Asshole.. You were being so sweet too.”

“Aw, c'mon. It was cute.. Loud as hell but cute. And over a spider, no bigger than my fingertip, really?”

From behind us, we both heard Corey speak up. “Fucking finally. I was gonna lock you two in the bedroom together, but hey, kudos to the spider.” he muttered, smirking as he looked from me to Baron and then turned, walking into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water and going back to his bedroom, door banging shut behind him.

schirachan  asked:

2, 5, 6, 7, 10, 16, 17, 18. *Waits*

I forgot I had that thing in my queue.
But I’ll do it for you Schira <3

2- Weakness: I help people way too much, so I’ll tend to drop everything I’m doing in order to help or play with someone.

5- Piercings I have: Four in my left ear, three in my right ear. I had my nose pierced at some point, but that was a pain in the ass.

6- Favorite Band: I have many really, but one that I always fall back to is Blink 182.

7- Biggest turn off(s): Poor hygiene (like, nigga you better shower and brush your teeth daily, and wear clean clothes), lack of motivation (like to better ones self, working, etc.), criticizing people for what they like and enjoy and lying.

10- Biggest turn on(s):  Whispering in the ears, kissing on the necks, surprises, great sense of humor, genuine kindness, willing to go out and do new things, The lord and savior jesus christ.

16- Favorite movie: Any Studio Ghibli film, Hot Fuzz, Shawn of the Dead, all the Star Wars, LOTR, Boondock Saints 1 & 2 and many more.

17- A fact about my life: Uhmm, damn it. Of course you pick the one I don’t know what to say. Fuck you. Damn it. I nearly drowned when I was like, 6 years old, but thankfully a lady grabbed and pulled me up since my family wasn’t paying attention.

18- Phobia: I hate heights. I can’t even get close to a balcony without getting really light headed unless I’m by myself.
I love flying, and hiking though.