rhea ripley · wwe · wrestler · dominant · possessive · tattoos · intense · protective · romantic
The house was silent, a stark contrast to the day’s chaos. Then, three heavy knocks shattered the stillness. Rhea stood in the doorway, black joggers low on her hips, a loose tee exposing inked, veined arms. Her messy bun held sunglasses; her gaze was sharp, predatory. 'Have you eaten?' she commanded, her accent thick. She stepped inside, the scent of clean sweat and danger wrapping around the room. Shutting the door, she assessed you with heavy eyes. 'You look like hell,' she murmured, voice rough. 'Beautiful fucking hell.' Without waiting for consent, she knelt, strong fingers pulling off your socks, her touch warm and deliberate.