LDWS Round 1, Week 3 Voting
This week the prompt was "omg! I didn't mean to send that to you!" and drabbles had to be exactly 300 words.
1. Author: samoansexgodreigns
Title: Text Message Accidents
Rating: G
Warnings: mentions of nudity, mentions of femslash
Word Count: 300
Natalya had no more than stepped into the arena when she was approached by Brie Bella.
"Hey Nattie can I talk to you?"
"Yea sure, what's up?"
"Well maybe we could go somewhere private to talk? This is kinda sensitive stuff."
Natalya's heart started to race, her palms started to sweat. What could Brie possibly want to talk about that couldn't be said here in the vastness of the backstage area, there wasn't even anyone around?
Swallowing the lump in her throat Natalya responded "Of course. Lead the way."
Nattie followed Brie through the backstage area, around tech equipment and catering tables until they were standing in the (surprisingly) empty Diva's locker room.
Brie's face was serious when she turned to Nattie and spoke "I got this REALLY strange text message from you last night and I was wondering if you could explain it."
Brie reached into her pocket grabbed her phone, pulled up the message and handed the phone to Natalya.
As soon as she saw the image on the screen she felt the blush start to creep up her face.
On Brie's phone was a picture of Natalya, a nude and still dripping wet from a shower Natalya. A picture meant for lovers eyes only.
Nattie thrust the phone back into Brie's hands. "Oh my God, I did not mean to send that to you! I don't know how it happened but I'm so sorry." Natalya covered her face in embarrassment.
"Oh don't worry about it Nattie. Everyone's accidentally sent a text to the wrong person. It happens. Not gonna lie though after seeing that picture I see why Nikki switched teams for you." Brie said with a wink.
Nattie's mouth opened in shock. "Wait Nikki told you about us?"
"She didn't have to tell me. We're twins."
~~~
2. Author: PrincessofPunk8
Title: Mistaken Identity
Pairing: Nikki Bella/Brie Bella/Natalya
Rating: M
Warnings: Suggestive themes, femslash, incest
Word count: 300
“I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel room and have some fun.”
“Paint me like one of your French girls.”
“Better hurry back to the hotel, I’ve got a surprise for you ;)”
Sitting on her nightstand, her iPhone beeped. Natalya groaned and reached out, smacking a hand on her cell. She didn’t really want to look at it, since over the last week and a half Brie had been ‘accidentally’ sending her messages meant for Nikki. Trying to be sympathetic, she had laughed it off, been friendly about it, and even suggested that Brie change one of their names in her contact list. That hadn’t happened, both twins arguing against it. At least Nattie understood they said, she didn’t treat them differently after. Opening up the new message, she was surprised when a growl escaped her lips. It was a picture message this time, a selfie taken in the mirror of Brie in some lacy lingerie. She rolled out of bed and scooped her robe up, wrapping it around herself and storming out of her hotel room with her phone in her hand. She knocked hard on her friend’s hotel room door, and waited impatiently.
“Just a minute…” Nikki called, sounding a little out of breath. Nattie tapped her foot on the carpet of the hallway, shoving her phone into Brie’s face the second the door swung open.
“Oh god Nattie, I’m so sorry, I did not mean that to go to you,” Brie said, her face flushing red.
“Don’t care just…mhm,” Nattie exclaimed, getting cut off as Brie yanked her into a hard kiss.
“Well that worked out well,” Nikki observed. “Wanna come in?” Nattie nodded and let them drag her inside, closing the door behind the three of them with an air of finality.
~~~
3. Author: deanmoxbrose
Title: A Not-So-Happy Accident
Pairing, Characters: Enzo Amore/Colin Cassady, Carmella
Rating: PG13
Warnings: none
Word Count: 300
“What’s Carmella mad at you about this time?”
“Who says she’s mad at me?”
“I dunno, probably the glares she keeps shootin’ your way, bro.”
Enzo glanced across the gym where Carmella was currently stretching with Bayley, and he shrugged. Cass was still staring at him, one of his eyebrows arched expectantly, and Enzo heaved a sigh. He shuffled closer, and Cass leaned in a little.
He nudged Cass’ arm as he spoke. “You know that picture I sent ya last night?”
A gleam of sorts went through Cass’ eyes. He nodded. “‘Course.”
“I might have, ya know, accidentally sent it to her first,” Enzo said, scratching his nose and keeping an eye out for anyone who might have been trying to listen in.
“You’re pullin’ my leg.”
“Accidentally bein’ the keyword here!”
“How d’you accidentally send someone -?”
Enzo shushed him frantically.
“- a dick pic?” Cass finished, not even trying to keep his tone low.
Enzo looked back and forth, turning in place to make sure no one had heard, and he leaned in closer. “I was excited, man. You and me was gettin’ all hot and heavy, and I just… slipped, ya know?”
“What’d you tell her?”
“I told her it was meant for someone else.” Enzo shrugged.
“Did you -?”
“I didn’t say your name, ya big scaredy cat,” Enzo said with an affectionate little grin.
Cass mirrored the grin, but then dropped his gaze and said, “She’s comin’.”
Carmella strutted towards them, headed to the weights behind them. On her way past, though she kept her eyes averted, she said to Enzo, “You’re a creep.”
He huffed. “I already told ya, it wasn’t for you!” To Cass he added an exasperated, “Women.”
And when Carmella overheard and smacked his arm, Cass just laughed and laughed.
~~~
4. Author: eric-idle-rules
Title: Last First Kiss
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Rolleigns
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Word count: 300
“I’m going for a run,” Roman tells Seth pulling a tank-top over his head.
“Ok, I’ll be heading to the gym soon,” Seth replies.
“See ya there.” Roman bends down and kisses Seth before heading out.
Grabbing his phone, Seth opens his contacts to text his mother. I’m gonna ask him today. He’s told her of his plan, told her he’s the one. And today’s the day. He just needs to pick up the ring.
Moments later, Seth gets a text from his mother. :) he better say yes!
Once at Jared, he’s taken to get the ring they sized for Roman out from behind the counter. She shines it up for him one final time before placing it into its box. Seth snaps a picture of it, then opens up his messages, not realizing he has a new text from Roman. Ur not at the gym yet? Where ru?
So, instead of sending the picture of the ring and oh he’ll say yes to his mother, he sends it to Roman. When he finally looks and sees the name at the top of the screen, his eyes grow wide and his breathing stops. “Oh shit. I sent that to Roman.”
When he finalizes the sale and leaves the store, ring in pocket, he heads right over to the gym. Where Roman’s outside waiting for him. “Hey, Rome. You… you weren’t supposed to get that.”
“No?”
“No.” He hangs his head, defeated. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”
“Well, I was definitely surprised,” he chuckles. “And I do say yes.”
“You do?”
“Of course, dumbass. Now, let me see it in person.”
Seth smiles, relieved, and pulls the ring out. As Roman slips it on, he snaps a picture of Roman’s hand and texts his mother he said yes.
~~~
5. Author: JacktheSinisterJaketheJust
Title: Wrong Number
Rating: T
Warnings: Half nude selfie
Word Count: 300
Beep!
Carmella looked down at her phone, a perplex look on her beautiful face. It was late, past midnight. She didn’t know who in their damn mind would be texting her so late. She saw Enzo’s name and instantly pursed her lips, unenthused. Him and Cass probably needed a ride home from the bar. She was not pleased as she opened the text, finding that a picture was attached.
Dark eyes grew wide, shocked at what she was seeing. Her brows furrowed, making a face at the picture.
There on her screen was Enzo on his knees, turned half way towards the camera wearing nothing but a leopard print thong. His head was thrown back, a hand running through his loose mohawk. His baby blue eyes were half lidded, with a sultry look in them.
Carmella tapped out a reply, her eyes narrowing before she smirked. This would teach Enzo to send her crazy half nudes.
A minute barely passed before her theme song filled the air around her. She smirked, seeing Enzo’s name flashing on the screen. She’d get him now. “What the hell Enzo?”
“I’m so sorry ‘Mella, I ain’t mean to send that to ya,” Enzo started immediately, nervousness settled in his voice. “I was tryin’ to do somethin’, ya know, sexy for Cass.”
Carmella couldn’t help but giggle and shake her head. “Next time, please pay attention to who you’re sending your nasty pictures to.”
“Yo name’s right next to his!” Enzo defended, puffing out a breath. The line was quiet for a moment, a thought striking him “But, hey, since ya seen it an’ all, what do ya think? Lookin’ like a sexy beast right? How ya doin’.”
Carmella made a gagging noise. “Goodnight Enzo!”
“Naw, wait, ‘Mella! C’mon!”
She sighed. “He’ll like it Enzo.”
~~~
6. Author: simplydaydreaming
Title: The Sweetest Mistake
Pairing(s)/Character(s) Seth/Dean (Ambrollins)
Rating: PG
Warnings: use of language
Word count: 300
Seth was staring down at his phone and shaking his head in disbelief.
This couldn’t be happening. This note was only meant for Roman’s eyes and his only.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath and his fingers began to prod on his forehead erratically.
His chocolate brown eyes scanned over the last words he typed last night:
Sorry, Ro. I was falling asleep…but yeah, Dean cannot find out that I am in love with him. I would rather keep him as a friend than lose him altogether. I cannot risk it.
This little message was supposed to end up in Roman’s chat window on the Blackberry Messenger. How could this be when Seth was so cautious with personal messages like these?
His nightmare had been solidified by the green symbol that showed beside the message.
That person definitely saw that message. It was Dean.
Seth’s mind returned when he heard a knock on the door. He threw his phone on the bed and stood up to answer it. His heart jolted upon seeing Dean behind the door.
“Seth,” Dean began, clearing his throat. “We need to talk…” Then he paused to lift his phone in the air and tapped on its screen. “And I think you know what it is.”
Seth sighed and sidestepped so Dean could enter his room. “Listen, you were not supposed to see that. It was for…”
Just as Seth closed the door, Dean pulled him in swiftly to engage their lips together. For a moment, Seth thought it was a dream until Dean pulled away and smiled.
“I’m glad I saw it, actually. I’m in love with you too, Seth. It has always been you.”
Seth chuckled softly and pressed his forehead against Dean’s. “I guess I made the sweetest mistake after all,” he whispered.
~~~
7. Author: gatesvengeance-x
Title: My Finger Must Have Slipped
Rating: M
Characters: Nikki Bella, Dean Ambrose
Warnings: Sexual references
Word count: 300
Nikki Bella had a smirk on her lips as she strolled around the backstage area, her red dress a perfect fit for her in shape body while her expensive Louboutin's clicked on the arena floor. Barely a half an hour ago, she sent a naughty text to her boyfriend and she was currently looking for him to find out if he'd enjoyed it. Her body tingled with anticipation already.
“Hey Nikki, nice photo.”
She turned around and saw Dean Ambrose leaning against the wall with a cocky smirk on his lips as he looked at her. “What are you talking about?”
He closed the gap between them and held out his phone.
Her eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. There was no mistaking that the girl on the screen was her. Oh fuck. Her hand instinctively clapped over her mouth. “Oh my god! I didn't mean to send that to you!”
Dean grinned back at her. “But you did.”
“But I sent it to John.” Her mind was running a million miles an hour. She was beyond mortified that she'd sent a naked photo of herself to one of her coworkers. “My finger must have slipped on the button.”
“Maybe you wanted me to see it.” Dean winked at her.
She scoffed. “Hardly.”
“Well how about I show John-boy just what you sent me.”
Brown eyes narrowed. “You wouldn't.”
“I won't. Iffffff-” He deliberately dragged out the word. “-you show me the real thing.”
Nikki took a deep breath. “You promise you won't tell him?” She watched him nod. “Alright. Come with me.” She grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the nearest supply closet. “But no touching.”
Dean winked at her. “I can't promise anything.”
Her lips curled into a smirk. “Well it wouldn't be the first time.”
~~~
8. Author: smilingambrose
Title: Accidently, on purpose.
Pairing(s)/Character(s) (optional): Ambreigns
Rating: T
Warnings: cursing.
Word count: 300
"Shit, shit." Dean kept repeating over and over again, pacing back and forth in his room. Why did he do that? Fuck what was he thinking?
You weren't thinking, Dean.
"Mother fuck." Dean looked down at his phone, now moving to sit down on his bed. He bit his lip, then tapped his foot against the hardness of the tile.
Why did he even send that to him? They weren't even dating. If you called casual dates and sex dating then yeah, they were. But Roman made it perfectly clear that they couldn't be anymore than they were. Which Dean faked being okay with.
Now, sending him that one sentence, those three little words, in his drunken stupor, the same words that he couldn't take back if he wanted too.
"He'll never talk to me again." An over dramatic sigh escaped his lips, a tug on his auburn hair, then an anxiety filled tap on his right on his right shoulder. All that to try and soothe himself, yet nothing seemed to be helping.
I love you? Really, Dean? You love him. Yeah, duh you do. You figured that out just last month when he kissed you for no reason in Vegas. Remember you got all giddy because it was you who always initiated contact. But that day when he finally kissed you, the world stopped with a promise of more.
Drunkenly texted or not it meant really something.
Dean tried to ignore all the doubts in his mind as he fell back against his pillows. Roman wasn't ever gonna text him back. He would just have to deal with it.
After he had given up all hope and decided to call it a night, his phone bleeped and quickly Dean picked it up to answer.
"I love you, too."
~~~
9. Author: subseekerff
Title: Wrong Button
Pairing:
Rating: T
Warnings: mild slash
Word count: 300
Hot breath... dancing over his skin, causing goosebumps to flare all over his body. The big frame kept him trapped against the rough, cool wall. As did those eyes. Roman's eyes... black, deep and hooded, burning... pure sex, drawing him in mercilessly...
Dean's heart was beating hard in his chest, stealing his breath. Excitement? Yeah... Anticipation? Yesss...
"So... you want me to bend you over the next table and fuck you raw, huh?" Roman asked slowly, the predatory tinge in it freeing a white hot spark in Dean's belly.
The low voice was smooth and rich like a good whiskey, washing over Dean... leaving him drunk. It always did...
This hadn't been planned. The message should've never left his phone. Fucking hit the wrong button... Uncountable times he'd typed this message to Roman already but had never sent it. Until tonight. A beer too much and a moment of inattention... and instead of deleting it, the message had been sent...
"I didn't mean to send that to you," he replied, his voice as tight as his goddamn jeans.
Fuck, he was rock-hard already...
A gasp got stuck in his throat as Roman slipped a thigh between his legs. Helplessy bucking against the solid thickness that pressed against him just right, his own hands found a way under Roman's shirt, touching heated and smooth skin. A deep breath filled his senses with Roman's addictive scent. The sensations trickled into the fog that clouded his mind, instantly being sucked into the vortex of whirling feelings and emotions. A sound of pleasure escaped his throat...
"Want me to... stop?"
His Fuck no! got lost between their lips as he claimed Roman's mouth in answer.
Maybe sending the message had happended by mistake... but it had definitely been the best mistake of his life...
~~~
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