WWE Imagines

Drew McIntyre-Blackmail

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Cheating, Choking, Degradation, Dildo, Face Fucking, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Masterbation, Oral, (Drew Receiving), Praise, Protected Sex, and Spanking. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 2,161

Summary: After Drew catches you relieving yourself in a bathroom, he threatens to show CM and the whole world the video, but only if you have sex with him, he'll keep it to himself.

A/N: Drew smut! Hope You Enjoy!

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The bed rocked gently against the wall with small grunts coming from CM's mouth. One last thrust and he came. You just laid there, looking up at the ceiling.

The sex wasn't good anymore, it was just the same old. 'Oral, then missionary.' You used to love missionary, but it starts to become boring when that's all you do every single week. You needed a little action or some roughness, but CM wasn't giving it to you.

He leaned over and kissed your cheek. "That was amazing! Goodnight babe."  He turned the lamp off and turned over on his side.

"Yeah, night." You turned on your side and tried to catch sleep, but you couldn't with all the pent up stress in you.

You don't know how long it's been since you've actually came. For the past couple of months all you can do is fake your orgasms and go to the bathroom to finish. You were getting tired of it.

You waited a couple of minutes until you heard the sound of snoring from your lover to get out of bed and go to the hallway. You needed to feel something inside you and your friend could help.

You knocked on the door of Tiffany's hotel room. She opened up with a pink dildo in hand. "Let me guess, CM ain't helping you finish?" You let out a frustrating sigh. "Yea, I just need a reliever. I'll bring it back clean when I'm done." She nodded her head and handed you the toy before closing the door.

For once, a smile grew on your face as you made your way to the bathroom. You're finally gonna get the pleasure and release you want and deserved.

The moment you went into a stall, your shorts were off, legs spread up on the toilet, and the dildo was inside you. You didn't start off slow, no, you were fast, eyes rolling to the back of your head, and your free hand reaching up to roll and pinch nipples under your shirt.

"Fuck!"

The wet noise coming from your pussy echoed around the empty restroom. You didn't care that people could hear you, you didn't care if CM caught you, you just needed your release.

With a sigh of relief, you came with a small cry, feeling nothing, but pleasure. Once done, you cleaned the dildo and freshened up before walking out.

"Have fun?" You froze. That voice was way too familiar. You slowly turned around, making sure to put the dildo behind your back. "D-Drew, what are you doing out here?"

Drew shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, I was out, just taking a stroll through the halls and started hearing noises." You gulped knowing what he heard.

"So I came down here and I heard moaning and thought 'I wonder who that could be,' but when I heard that voice, I knew it was you."

He pulled out his phone showing a recording. "I started recording and now that I think about it, this could go well with the storyline. It's just gonna show not only does CM not have the in ring skills, but he doesn't having the fucking skill either." Drew laughed.

You bit your lip nervously. There's no way to lie your way out of this. The video is clearly your voice. "Drew, please don't show anyone that! I'll do anything, just don't show anyone!" Drew stopped laughing, cocking his eyebrow.