Post by Winston Family Values on Aug 11, 2024 19:15:55 GMT
“I’m… I’m not usually the confident one. But WarMech, you walk around like you’re invincible, like no one can touch you. But I’ve been in this business long enough to know that everyone has a weakness. And I’m the one who’s going to find yours.”
“You see, WarMech, you’ve been running through this roster like a wrecking ball, but you haven’t faced anyone like me and my sister. We’re not just another opponent. I’m a strategist, a technician, and when I step into that ring, I don’t just fight—I…I dismantle.”
“You might have the size, you might have the power, but I have the skill, the brains, and the heart. I’ve faced giants before, and I’ve taken them down one by one. You’re no different. WarMech, when you step into the ring with me, you’re stepping into a war you can’t win. I’m …I’m going to outthink you, outmaneuver you, and when it’s all said and done, I’m going to leave you broken in the middle of that ring.”
You might be a machine, WarMech, but I’m the one who’s going to pull your plug. This isn’t just a match—it’s your reckoning. And when it’s over, everyone is going to see the Winstons as not a push over.”
Jolene sipped her tea as she watched Dixie come in to the rental house backdoor late that morning, carrying her shoes as if it would keep anyone from waking up.
“Have fun?” Jolene asked.
“Shit, nearly gave me a heart attack. What you doing up anyhow?” Dixie set her shoes down and dropped her purse by the door.
“Was preparing for our match. You know, that thing you said you were doing and yet high heels? Girl.”
“I went to the gym and then, yeah, I went out.” Dixie sat at the table. “You switch bodies with Gretchen or something? Givin’ me the third degree?”
“I get ya’ll are all falling in bed and love and all that but like… we do have a job to do. You remember that right?”
“Who says I’m not pulling my weight?” Dixie demanded.
“You’re all…just out all the time.” Jolene pouted.
“Jolene, sweet potato to pie? I love you. No one is abandoning you.”
Jolene looked down at the tea in her hands, “Yes, you are.”
“Jolene-”
“Birdie got married and left. Gretchen is practically planning her wedding as we speak. You are out all the time. Denny is off doing who knows what. It’s just me.”
Dixe reached across the table and grabbed her hand, “I’m not going to abandon you. Yeah, I got a new situation going on but its not like I forgot about you.”
“Feels like you have.”
“Tell you what, I promise. Pinky swear. We will do a family thing after the match, okay? Get all of us together. Like old times.”
Jolene sighed, “If you bail on me I’m gonna freak out.”
“I wont bail on you.”
“Promise? Like legit on mama’s grave?”
“Promise, on mama’s grave.”
“One might think I’d be nervous as a cat in a room full of a rockin’ chairs. Warmech is a team of big boys who talk like they know something about fighting. Putting on the big nature of things to fear. You know, people like to talk about fear. They say everyone’s scared of something. But fear? That’s just another word for hesitation, and I’ve never had time for that.”
“You think you’re intimidating, WarMech? You think all that muscle and height makes you unbeatable? Nah, you’re just another challenge, and I’ve been taking on challenges my whole life.”
“You see, WarMech, I’ve been fighting since I could throw a punch. I fought to keep my sisters safe. I fought to keep my little brother out of trouble. I fought my father to keep him from hurting my mother. I fought to survive. So don’t think for a second that you’re gonna scare me with all your big talk and fancy moves.”
“You’re just another bully trying to throw your weight around. But I’ve taken down bullies before, and I’ll do it again. You’re nothing special to me. Just another fight. Just another victory waiting to happen.”
“WarMech, you think you’re unstoppable? You’re about to learn the hard way that there’s no machine built tough enough to break Dixie Winston. I’m coming for you, and when I’m done, you’ll remember the name. Dixie Winston—fighter, protector, and the one who never backs down.”
“You think you’re tough Warmech? You’ve got no idea who you’re dealing with. I’ve been fighting my whole life, and I’m just getting started.”
CONTENT WARNING: ADULT CONTENT
the previous evening
Dixie Winston had left the gym and met up with Bucky in the lobby of his hotel, smiling as she walked up to him, “Hey Buck.”
“Hey Doll,” he said casually.
Dixie wasn’t going to kiss him but she hugged him anyway. Friends hugged, didn’t they? Maybe she grabbed his ass but it was fine. Playful. “Ready?”
“Always,” he grinned, giving as good as he got, slapping her on her own ass.
Dixie laughed, “Then let’s go.”
“Sure, let’s go.”
As they left the hotel, Bucky ran into one of his baby brothers, Jeb.
“Out with Dix again, eh?” Jeb teased. “If I didnt know better, I’d think y’all were more than just good friends.”
“Shut up, Jeb,” Bucky rolled his eyes, dismissively.
“Oh, so ya wouldn’t mind if I asked your friend out on a date then? How about it, Dix?”
Dixie smiled, “Ain’t you sweet? Bless your heart.” She kept walking, she knew what her and Buck were and as much as something more sounded tempting on the surface, she knew what Jeb’s comment was about and she was not gonna dump chum in the water just to get a catfish.
Whatever Dixie’s motive for ignoring Jeb was, Bucky smiled at her and took the ego boost for what it was. She’d chosen to stick by him, which reinforced the one thing he already knew about her - Dixie was down bad for him.
“So there are love hotels. Places you can rent just to hook up with different themes to them. Interested?” Dixie asked looking over at Bucky.
“I know about them,” Bucky said. “Didn’t think they’d be your scene though.”
“Well, unless you want me to sneak ya into the house I’m renting with my sisters…” Dixie teased.
“That could be fun,” Bucky smirked.
“You are a bad influence. Come on.” Dixie laughed guiding him towards the rental house. It wasn’t that long walk, a more residential area. She gestured to the fence, “Think ya can hop it?”
“Now you’re just being cruel,” he frowned, “Ya know I got a bad knee from an old football injury.”
“Sorry, sugar.” Dixie kissed him hungrily before breaking it, “Gate it is then.”
Bucky licked his lips and savoured her taste a little longer as she led him to the gate. Dixie popped the door to the gate open with a well placed kick before dragging Bucky closer, kissing him hungrily as she walked them backwards through, letting it close behind them. Now, this was much more his speed. He knew exactly how to handle this, he squeezed her butt playfully without breaking the kiss. Dixie deepened the kiss getting lost in the feel of him and the privacy they had momentarily achieved. He in turn followed her lead, tasting her tongue slowly as he pulled her closer and held her tighter. Dixie took the chance and unbuckled his belt and started undoing his pants as she kept kissing him as if it had been years, not hours since their last time.
Bucky was surprised she was so eager. Apparently she really was perfect, and he was determined to show her he could keep up. He found the zip on her skirt as he caressed her curves gently and teased undoing it before they even got inside. She encouraged it as she stepped out of her heels and pulled his pants down a little.
Dixie broke the kiss, “Here or the bedroom?”
“Honestly? Don’t care,” Bucky said.
They hadn’t been doing this too long, there were still many things they didn’t actually know about each other. Dixie’s apparent willingness to just go with her feelings in the moment was something new. Until now, she had seemed reserved only to the bedroom. He further clarified his answer by dropping her skirt as he kissed her again. It was her call to make, if she needed him right here and now, he was absolutely willing. Dixie grinned, kissing him again pushing him against the wall as she took off his pants. Bucky let out a soft moan at being manhandled by Dixie as he felt himself stiffen.
“Damn Doll, you’re so fucking hot when ya get like this,” he breathed, holding her gaze.
Her power and rougher demeanour compared to her siblings absolutely did it for him. Dixie smiled as she took off his shirt and dropped his boxers, kissing his neck as her hands teased his manhood, working him up to where she was. He in turn threw her top over her head, before embracing her again. She kissed down his shoulder, “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Bucky shivered and moaned, as he wrapped an arm around her, whilst his free hand worked itself slowly below her waist. Dixie kept teasing his manhood as she kissed him, “I want you so bad.”
“Likewise doll,” he said, easing a couple of fingers under the waistline of her panties to find his ultimate prize. “Likewise.”
Dixie moaned in anticipation as she kept working kissing his neck and caressing his body. Wanting and needing him. Loving the feel of him in her hands. Bucky groaned in response to her soft touch and even softer kisses as he gently pressed further between her legs, caressing her innermost intimacy with a delicate and experienced touch. Dixie shivered, moaning, her wetness gave way to how easily he got her worked up.
Bucky may have blown a promising football career with an injury beyond his control, but he still had a God given talent for seduction. He knew his way around most women, and still kept the physique of a football player. That combination he was sure was working like a charm on Dixie now that he’d finally broken through to her. The only thing he didn’t anticipate was this going past a one night stand, and yet she kept coming back to him specifically for well over a month now. That did wonders for his already inflated ego and self-confidence as he kept working her, diligently to sustain her pleasure.
Dixie moaned, opening eagerly for him as her hand got faster, excitedly moving herself closer. He was not her usual type but he did something for her in a way she hadn’t planned to keep coming back for him but it kept working. He grinned as he felt her quiver and almost melt under his touch, it was then he knew he’d hit the jackpot once again, the reason she came back and would keep coming back to his bed. He actually knew what the hell he was doing down there.
“Fuck, Bucky!” Dixie moaned in his ear.
Bucky shivered, her moans thrilled him and he nuzzled her neck so as not to stifle them whilst he kept urging her onward, embracing her even as her legs shivered and her toes curled.
Dixie climaxed with a shiver, still working him over. “Fuck me.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” he whispered. He nibbled her neck softly. “I will when ya let me go.”
Dixie let him go with a giggle, “Yes, sir.”
“Oh, sir. I like that, some respect. Makes me sound all fancy an’ accomplished,” Bucky teased. He withdrew his fingers and tasted her sweetness before he picked out a condom from his discarded pants pocket. He opened it with his teeth. “Would ya like ta do the honours, Miss Dixie?” He smirked.
“I’d be honored.” Dixie opened the condom and rolled it onto his manhood with a smile, teasingly cupping him below as she did so.
Bucky shivered to her touch, as she knew he would. After over a month together, things were starting to feel familiar, homely even. This feeling was only reinforced by her innermost warmth as he slipped inside her gentle and slow, considerate. Dixie wrapped around him with her legs and arms to take him eagerly, bouncing the slow rhythm, moaning softly. He kept at the pace she liked as he caressed her butt. Despite the growing familiarity, it was a nice change of pace to be outdoors, it appealed to the country boy in him. Dixie moaned, hanging onto him, wanting, begging with whimpers.
Ever the attentive lover, Bucky dutifully adjusted to her wanton begging and moaning, doing more of what she liked and less of what she didn’t. He sustained a rhythm whilst kissing her cheek and neck and squeezing her butt, still pinned against the wall as he was.
Dixie found a release and kissed him hungrily, moaning into his mouth as she was sure to give him as good as she got. His own release bounced off hers, especially with how passionately she kissed him. It was the kind of kiss that was easy to get lost in and ultimately forget the world around you. Dixie was not so foolish as to fall for him in this moment but with the kiss it was close. Even as he made it harder to distinguish where their friendship boundary was, the longer he kissed her. Dixie got lost in this, willing him to have her all night. And if the passion with which he kissed and held her was any indication, he was definitely willing to.
Well howdy there pardner.