Pairing: Dash Wilder x Reader
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Warnings: This is just really smutty, facesitting tease?, dirty talking, riding the D like your life depends on it, you being the dom (for the most part)
A/N: I hope Dash gets better soon!! I miss him already! So I heard that his mouth is wired shut and just thought about this. Also, this is really short :(
Tag list (I’m just going to add the people that wanted to be tagged in my past Dash fic! Hope y’all don’t mind!) : @heyambrose, @thedeboniardevistation, @hiitsmecharlie, @freekmode(my fellow Dash Wilder Booty Club member!), @tjdarkings, @wwe-blog-2017, @wweshesaro, @bebbyt, @imladylunaticbitch, @wrasslesmut, @kaydee-kayyyy, @gelinas22
Your dream was starting to get really good. Dash’s hands were all over your body, moaning in your ear. He was thrusting into you so nicely, his lips sucking on your neck.
Suddenly, a snore wakes you up. You groan, rubbing your eyes. Dash had you crushed against his chest. One arm is wrapped around your stomach, pulling you as close as possible to him. His lips were pressed against your neck, which means his snoring was almost right in your ear. There was something else that was distracting you. Dash’s hips were grinding his very hard cock against your ass.
Ever since Dash broke his jaw, he had been unbelievably horny. Nonstop, he has been hanging off you, begging the best he can with a mouth wired shut. You think the worst part of it was the fact that you two couldn’t kiss anymore. Dash was always kissing you. Your cheeks, your hand, your clit, he would always kiss you. Also, you missed his voice and you knew he missed talking to you. He may seem like the ‘strong but silent’ type, but he loved talking.
You thought that, maybe after awhile, Dash would either wake up or come. He never did. His snores because whimpers as he tried so hard to get off on friction alone. The harder and harder he pushed, the tighter and tighter his grip on your hips got. Deciding to take matters into your own hands, you rolled him on his back. He let out a little grunt and his eyes slowly flicked. You sat down firmly on his cock, which still had four layers to get through to get to where it wanted to be.
It took Dash a minute or two to wake up. When he did, he let out a low groan, grabbing your thighs. “Morning,” you say. He smiled slightly at you, seemingly almost afraid of what you would say to him. “Have a nice dream?” Dash nodded, his hips bucking slightly. He needed to get off. It almost felt like he’s had a boner all night. The erection was throbbing painfully, twitching constantly. He knew you could feel it. That made this whole situation worse.
Watching him squirm under you made you feel powerful, and you loved it. Dash was bucking his hips, grabbing your thighs roughly. With a little smile, you leaned forward and ran a finger over his lips. “I miss you eating me out, do you miss it?” Dash nods, whimpering low in his throat. Smirking, you pull off your shirt. Almost immediately, Dash reaches up and gropes your breasts, his thumb flicking your nipples. You smile, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head. Dash groaned, grinding his hips against you. “No touching. I’m in control now.” Dash snarls, his eyes flashing dangerously. “Keep your arms there.”
Slowly you pulled your hands away, your fingers trailing along his arms. With a little difficulty, you pulled off your shorts and panties. Dash sucked in a breath, his hands becoming fists but kept them where they were. “Take your shirt off,” you command. Dash does as you say, taking off his shirt and throwing it over in a corner. His hands go to your hips and he grinds against you. “Hey,” you snapped, slapping his hands, “no touching.” Dash growls, putting his arms back. Slowly you slip between his legs, tugging his pants down.