corey corey i believe

We are 50 Blessings. 
Together, we M͏͟A҉́͏R͡͏̨Ç̡H̶̶̛̕͝ 
Into the future. 
You have reached a Wrong Number. 

Baron | all I want 9 | Corbin































































































And we’re one chapter closer to the smut! And, and… This story won’t be over when they finally do it. I kinda have some ideas to keep this going. Oh and I hadn’t done it yet soooo.. I wrote in a shifting scene into this. Well, the more operative term would be I TRIED to write a shifting scene into this. I TRIED.

ALSO HUGE SHOUTOUT TO MY GIRL @writergrrrl29 because without you this story would be a hot damn mess and you’re amazing and I love you.


eventually rough sex, !Alpha Baron x !Omega Reader, biting/marking, talks of alpha omega dynamics ( things like reader having a heat cycle, Baron knotting reader at some point, etc) and pretty much anything that comes to me. I’ll update the warnings as needed. !Shapeshifting mentions.

Originally posted by rasslinroster

It was definitely strange, seeing Baron without the limelight and the cameras and all the people telling him how to act, feeding him lines. It was an eye opener, honestly. We’d just gotten into the town where most of his friends and the little family he had left were staying and we were meeting them for drinks at some bar they all liked to go to.

Corey flopped down in the seat next to me, tattooed hands gripping a Michelob Ultra and his index finger circling the top. “Figured you’d go with Ziggler. He seemed pretty damn confident at the airport.. What did my boy do to change your mind?”

I watched Baron and his brother horsing around at a foosball table, laughing loudly when Baron rubbed it in that he was winning and his brother spoke up quickly, “By one damn point. One, man.”

“I’m still winning.” Baron smirked as we locked eyes and it was that intense stare from earlier, back at the hotel this morning and I couldn’t help but feel my panties pooling with wetness as all the thoughts from earlier came back to mind again. Corey snickered and then nodded to Baron. “You still haven’t answered me.”

“Off the record, right? This isn’t Corey Graves, ring commentator.. This is Corey Graves, caring friend… Right?” I couldn’t believe I was about to just spill the tea as it were, but damn it, I couldn’t just hold it all in anymore. Corey nodded, took another sip of his Michelob and then told me with a laugh, “Yeah. I’m just curious because for a month solid there, you were at each other’s throats.”

“Who he is and who he lets people think he is are two very different things.. And maybe I have a strong dislike for bleach blond fuckboys who only want me because they know I only really want someone else.” I mused aloud as I reached out, stealing a cheese stick from the platter sitting on the table.

“So you do still want him.. All the annoyed looks and avoiding him and the two of you really ripping into each other was an act.. Any reason you’re just sitting on this and not telling him, Savannah?”

I coughed a little, choking on the sip of my mixed drink I’d taken. He’d caught me off guard, I didn’t have an answer for it right away. I mulled it over and then shrugged. “One thing, it’s more fun.. On a more serious note? He needs to prove this, for himself.. And maybe I want to have it proven before I just let him in.”

“Ah.. Good point. I don’t blame you, I mean he was pretty nasty that day on the plane. And I told him he was being a son of a bitch.” he smiled softly as his own wife slash mate came into the bar, excusing himself to go and meet her.
Baron wandered over and I saw the stormy look in his eyes. Was he seriously going to get jealous of every single man who dared to attempt conversation?
Apparently so.

“You can stop sulking right now. You don’t own me. And Corey was just asking me something because he cares about you. Don’t be a jealous asshole, okay?” I shut down the attitude as I calmly sipped my mixed drink and to my surprise, Baron pursed his lips but mumbled something under his breath that I didn’t catch and instead, he sat down, the back of the chair in his chest, tearing into the cheese sticks. He didn’t speak at first.

“Look, it’s hard not to get wound up.”

“No, Baron, it’s not. All you do is actually give me a little credit. I’m not your ex girlfriend.” I replied calmly, the startled look on his face as I revealed that yes, I knew all about the one other girl, the one he’d tried to settle in with, the one who’d rejected him.

Look, I’ve been in love with the guy secretly since I got signed to NXT back in 2013 We went through the PC together. Whether he realizes it or not, I saw how everything went down and I knew that while he’d hidden it very well, it had to hurt like hell.

Maybe that’s why I understood his pushing me away when his mark showed up on me, instead. When you love someone for so long and you’re thinking this is it, she’s the one and then you tell her this huge secret and she basically nopes the fuck out of the situation, severing whatever bond you might have once had, yeah.. It’ll feel like it’s going to kill you.

“I know.” he muttered the words after his shock at my knowing settled a few minutes later. “She was trying to fuck half my friends. It’s hard to bring you here and know I have absolutely nothing on you, there is nothing tying us together.. That  I basically treated you like shit and I honestly wouldn’t have blamed you if you just wrote me off.. And I don’t say this shit often, okay? I just don’t.. So take it however you want.. I’m shit at this.”

I weighed his words carefully and then, I was even more careful choosing my reply.. Because while it pissed me off, him lumping me in with that whore he called an ex fiance, I’ve spent the better part of a month now being nasty, pretending to hate him and more recently, I’ve just realized that despite everything, I just can’t anymore. This is the biggest reason I wish he’d hurry the hell up and be done proving what he feels he has to prove to me because I just… I want the rest of our lives to start? I want to be happy? I want to feel like I belong to someone and I want him all to myself.

but he’s still basically accusing you of potentially being like her…… not exactly…… either way, it was a jerk move and you should go off… my mind argued and I reached out, grabbing another cheese stick. “ I’m not doing this tonight. Things are going okay. Let’s not fuck that up. But for the record, I’m not the bed hopping bimbo your ex was. Now I’m gonna go play darts. You can sit here and stew in whatever you imagine you interrupted a few minutes ago, or you can take it to be exactly what I said it was and come with me.”


Baron sat there for about two or three minutes, just thinking about what she told him, their trip together so far and how the last time he bought a girl back it ended with the girl basically bolting for the exit when he sat her down, told her everything. Since then, he hadn’t bothered with letting another girl get close to him. Then Savannah came bursting into his life and try as he might – and he did try like hell at first – he couldn’t keep her out.

When she gave up not too long ago, it was scary for him. The fact that she was slowly re allowing herself to open up to him again here and there was huge for him. Her words just now hit him and the more he sat there slowly nursing his second bottle of the night, the more he realized that she’d never done anything to prove herself anything like his ex fiance.

He slid the chair beneath the table and stood, slowly making his way over to the dartboard, hanging back a few minutes just watching her in show off mode, a smirk on his face as he continued to nurse his beer and one of his thumbs through his belt loop. Corey made his way over, nudging him. “Piss her off already, man?”

“So why aren’t you over there? Do you really have to drag all this out? All denying your nature is  doing is making you miserable. Personally, I think it’s making her a little stir crazy too.” Corey nodded to Savannah who was turned facing away from the dartboard, a dart in her hand. 

“She won’t hit this.” Baron was shaking his head, chuckling as he watched her attempting to play a game of darts. The smile on his face wasn’t hidden and Corey noticed it, promptly smirking to himself.

“Probably not… And wow, her aim is really, really bad… You should probably go get your girl buddy, before she takes someone out with those things.” Corey turned and walked away and Baron started to walk over, slipping up behind Savannah, his hands at her waist casually. He seemed to just fall into the habit lately, touching her whenever he was near her and he could. 

“Your aim is terrible, kitten.” Baron muttered against her ears as he stepped up behind her.Savannah turned, found herself pressed right up against his chest and Baron had to bite back the growl threatening to escape his lips as his cock twitched, straining against his jeans for the thousandth time that day. She bit her lip and held out a dart. “Show me how to do this then, romeo.”

Baron got behind her, raising her arm, bending it how it needed to go.. The entire time he was doing this, his breath was warm against her neck and he could feel her tensing all over, when his lip grazed her neck he heard her whimper, felt her shiver slightly. “Now throw.”


“Now. Just don’t take out anybody. You gotta keep your eye on the bullseye, kitten. Focus.” his body rubbed against hers lightly and he chuckled when he heard her mumbling, “That’s easier said than done right now, Baron.”

“I’m not distracting you, am I?”

She turned to look at him, a pout on full lips. “Do you honestly have to ask that?”
“I’m not trying to.” Baron chuckled and Savannah pouted, giving her own low growl of frustration. When she missed, she swore quietly and he guided her arm up again, bending it again where it needed to be bent. His lips slightly grazed her neck and he felt the shiver that went through her body when it happened, but when she hit the 7, she jumped up, clapping and forgetting herself for a minute, she turned and hugged against him. “Did you fuckin see that? It didn’t stick in the column or the wall.. Or land on the floor.”

His arms slid over her body and when she gasped, her green eyes meeting his, he saw the faintest deep darkening, her pupils bigger, her scent sweeter and he leaned in, nipping at her lip. “We gotta head out early.. Do you wanna get out of here?”

“We’re leaving tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I usually don’t stay in town long. Being honest, I usually just pick up X and we hit the road again.”

“My dog.”

“You have a pet… Mr. Surly McCrabbypants has a dog. This I have got to see.” Savannah noticed then that yes, she was still sort of holding onto Baron. He glared at her and shook his head. “Besides… Your scent kitten… It’s driving me insane.. And if I can smell how badly you want me and that you happen to be in heat… Then I’m not the only one.” he nodded in the direction of a tall and muscular guy eyeing her from where the man sat at the bar.

Savannah bit her lip and felt her panties flooding all over again, felt the familiar tightening of every single part of her body as Baron very openly picked her up and carried her right out the doors of the bar, past the staring man and out to his motorcycle. 

She scooted onto the bike behind him and he sucked in a breath as he’d done earlier when they’d been leaving his friends place from picking it up. Her body was lightly thrown against his as he took off and it took literally everything in him not to find some dark place and pull off the road, do everything he wanted to do to her.

He almost jumped a foot into the air when he felt her nipping at his neck. He growled a little, a warning sound and she dared to giggle. “Sorry.”

“You better watch out, kitten.”
“Or what? The big bad wolf might eat me?” Savannah purred teasingly as they pulled to a stop in the driveway of his house. 

The dogs bark broke the silence and she’d just gotten off when she was nearly toppled over, being licked, making her laugh. She knelt down a little, looking at the dog. “You’re a sweetheart.”

“Don’t say that shit! X is a badass.” Baron gave her a look for saying it but Savannah poked out her tongue and then let the dog lick her hands, sniff them to get used to her scent. … because he’s going to have to because unlike some, I am here and I am here to stay… just have to let your owner get used to the idea… she thought to herself as Baron stood there, watching her.

“What?” I looked up from playing with X to find Baron staring at me intently. “Didn’t think you’d like big dogs.. Saw you as more of a small purse sized dog kind of girl, honestly.. Or cats.” Baron made a disdainful face at the word and I laughed for a split second before taking my phone out of my jacket.

He took the phone, looking at my lock screen, at my picture of my pit bull.“His name is Yoda.”

“Yoda? You named the poor dog Yoda?”

“When he was smaller, he had mange when I found ‘im.. Only had fur on his ass.. and the scales that come with the mange, well… They kinda felt like Yoda’s skin looked… Look, I was 8 and I really, really, really liked Star Wars.” I explained as Baron eyed me and then snickered a little. “You don’t know me like you think, okay?”

“I’m really starting to realize that.” Baron grabbed our stuff and stepped into the living room of the house and my eyes darted around because surprisingly enough, it felt more like home than I thought it would… I honestly thought that he’d have a bunch of furniture but nothing to make the place his own… I’d thought wrong, obviously, from the shelves displaying Civil War bone saws and horror movie stuff to the photographs everywhere, it honestly made me smile. I was slipping my shoes off and he cleared his throat.

“I’ll um… I’ll sleep in the living room tonight.”

god damn it, Baron!… but I want you in the same bed with me… Can’t you fucking cave in already?… I  get it, okay?….I wanted, more than anything, to scream that at him because I’m beyond frustrated at this point, but then I managed to calm myself down. 

He is doing this to prove how he really feels… To me.

And for some reason, I think he’s just proving to himself that he can let his guard down and get attached… It’s not entirely impossible to think that maybe, just maybe, he has his own insecurities about us.

He thought his last serious girlfriend was it and he went home one night and everything was gone but a note and his dog. That much I’d heard from one of the wives of one of his best friends. And I know that had to hurt like hell.

…. just like your ex did to you…. Just not quite the same reason… and you weren’t in a hurry to trust anyone, remember? It took you 3 years to finally admit to yourself that for whatever reason, you wanted Baron so badly you could taste it… 

“Are you sure? I mean that couch looks really, really small.. And you already cramped yourself onto that cot at the hotel.. And I know you had a kink in your neck earlier, I saw you, rubbing at it all night.” I bit my lip as I looked up at him.
“Just take the bed. You haven’t slept in almost a week.”

“I’ve gotten more sleep than you.” I pointed out as he eyed me and I tapped my foot, crossing my arms. “I can handle this shit, okay? I handled it all alone this entire time. I can handle myself.”
“Yeah, but..”

“Unless you’re fucking offering to give me what I really want, Baron.. Take the bed. It’ll help me sleep, okay?”
He stepped closer, that golden flash of lust temporarily changing the color of his dark eyes as he eyed me and tried to think of something to say. “Not yet, kitten.”

“That’s what I thought, romeo.. Now.. You’ll sleep on your bed, I’ll take the couch that we both know I’ll fit on better and that’s the end of it, alright?”

“You really think this is cute, don’t you? This whole tapping your foot, staring me down thing.. But I’ll let you have this one.. Just because I’m tired as hell and yes, my neck may be just a little cramped. But sooner or later, kitten.. I’m gonna show you exactly who’s in control.”

His lips were brushing mine, my hips were brushing his and both of us were so tense that any second we’d explode. I felt my heart beating faster, I felt the feverish heat of my skin boiling like molten lava and I felt more frustrated than I’d ever been in my entire life.

X was nosing between the two of us and whining for attention and looking up at us with a tilted head and an amused look and I fluffed the dog’s fur as I tilted my own head to look up at Baron. “Looking forward to it.” I muttered mostly to myself as I flopped onto the couch and found myself being the pillow for X when he jumped onto the couch a few seconds later, after I’d wiggled into place and covered up with a blanket that smelled exactly like Baron, my nose taking in the scent as deeply as it could.

If Baron doesn’t crack soon, I swear to God, I will lose my entire effing mind. It will be gone. 

Knowing he was asleep by now, because I could sense it and I could hear his obnoxious snoring, I stood and stretched and made my way through the house and out into the backyard. I needed to do something to de-stress. The only thing I’ve ever known that relaxes me, - other than sleeping with Baron’s shirt lately, is to let the other side out to play for a while.

I hit the woods as soon as I hit all fours and it felt amazing and freeing. The wind in my light gray fur, the snapping of twigs and leaves and bramble bush limbs a comforting lull as I just ran for a few hours, playing around in the forest behind Baron’s house. By the time I was coming back, the sun was coming up and I knew I’d be grouchy as hell and totally useless for at least part of the day but what I wasn’t expecting was to see Baron standing propped against the wooden post on his back porch, arms crossed, eyes scanning the trees as I burst through.

I quickly grabbed my clothes in my mouth and found a shed close to the back of the property and hurriedly shifted back to my human form, stepping out, slinking onto the porch past him. 

“You still shift?”

“You don’t?” I asked, a brow raised.
“I haven’t since I was 15.”

“It helps me through this heat cycle bullshit, okay? I go and run around a few hours and it calms me down. Why wouldn’t you do it if you were stressed out?”

“Because doing it stresses me out.” Baron reached out, snickering a little as he pulled a leaf from my ear. I poked out my tongue and shook my head, sniffing the air. “You cook something?”

“Pancakes… Chocolate chip.”

“My favorite..” I bit my lip and fell silent, following him into the house. “How long have you been awake?”

“Since you left last night. I almost came after you but I wasn’t sure it was a good idea.. Besides, I hate shifting, I haven’t in years.” Baron sat two heaping plates on the table and then sat down, stabbed a mouth full of his pancakes as he looked over at me and so did I, groaning as the taste of them hit my mouth.
“Wow… you can actually fucking cook! This is…”He was smirking and I licked my lips as he eyed me and asked, “I’m taking that as a compliment.. But you can’t?”

“Nope. Motors? I can handle. Transmissions, bring it on… hell, I can even do hair and makeup and shit… But put me in front of a stove with directions and walk away and you will be returning to a house fire. The firemen in my town all know me by name, kinda?” I spoke cautiously while wolfing down my food.

“Nobody’s going to steal your food, tiny. You’re gonna choke if you don’t stop.”“I’m n-” I coughed as I promptly took too big a bite and after Baron hit my back, it went down. “I, ermm… Okay, sometimes you make good points.” I turned to look at him as I explained, “Whenever I shift out to the other me… I burn through food like crazy. I’m always starving.”

“Yeah.. Like that night back at the hotel, right? When I had your breakfast sent up?”

“You… you did that?” I acted shocked and bit my lip, staring intently at his, distracted by them a good f ew seconds before finally continuing to speak, 

 “Yes.. But how’d you know I shifted that night too?”

“I saw you go in your hotel room but I never saw you leave.. Then I bumped into you on the elevator that morning. Not that hard to figure out.. Besides, you always have leaves stuck to you whenever you do it.”
“I do not!”

“You do, kitten.” Baron smirked as I took a huge bite of my food and spoke through the mouth full, “It was easier than going to my dad and telling him what was going on and stuff, okay? Besides, I read my mom’s diary after I found her things in our shed… I knew she kept it hidden from my daddy. I didn’t wanna freak him out. He had enough going on. I mean my momma died unexpectedly… Then all his shit with the garage and other things… Besides, he wouldn’t have understood.”

“How do you know he wouldn’t have understood?”

“How do I know he would’ve?” I shrugged and sighed. “Look, he was already raising a little girl completely on his own and a lot of the time, that baffled him. The guy could hear the word Tampax and run screaming from the room.. he wanted to throw a bullet at my prom date and tell him that the bullets moved faster after 9:30.”

“Wow.” Baron couldn’t stop the laugh that came at her words. He was seeing her really smile for once, for probably one  the first times since he’d met her and her smile was… It was one of those smiles that you definitely wanted to see over and over again. It could light up the darkest night, it definitely had his heart beating a little crazy in his chest even if he’d never admit it out loud.

“You had a 9:30 curfew for prom?”

“That’s seriously all you took away from our conversation?”

We fell silent and I felt X walk towards me, resting his head on my leg. I reached down, petting him on the head as I focused on shoveling the food into my mouth. I didn’t know what else to say, and besides… Baron was about to get a full on crash course into my crazy existance in about another 12 hours anyway… I just found myself hoping to God that it didn’t send him screaming for the nearest exit when he did.


rowan blanchard is a beautiful human being
sabrina carpenter is a beautiful human being
corey fogelmanis is a beautiful human being
peyton meyer is a beautiful human being
amir mitchell-townes is a beautiful human being
cecilia balagot is a beautiful human being
ben savage is a beautiful human being
danielle fishel is a beautiful human being
august maturo is a beautiful human being

in conclusion, the entire cast is one attractive, beautiful, gorgeous group of human beings


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