Justice has been served
Title: Justice has been served
By: Tina619
Rating: NC-17, sexual content, adult themes, language,
Characters: Roman Reigns x OC, Dean Ambrose x OC, Seth Rollins and many other WWE superstars
Summary: After overcoming their biggest crisis, Karolina and Roman have decided to look ahead and not back into the past. Will they finally find happiness? And what does the future hold for Dean and Shannon? – Sequel to "Please protect me from injustice", "The eye of justice is always watching" and "Will justice prevail?!".
Disclaimer: I do not know or own any of the people in this story who are not born of my imagination. The characters of the WWE superstars are based off of their TV personas. I actually use their gimmick names and not their real-life names as this seems to be easier for everyone to read.
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Here I am with the first chapter for the sequel to:
"Please protect me from injustice" ( s/9046424/1/Please-protect-me-from-injustice),
"The eye of justice is always watching" ( s/9483245/1/The-eye-of-justice-is-always-watching)
and Will justice prevail?! ( s/9572393/1/Will-justice-prevail).
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I love writing it.
Thanks so much for the support you've given me for the first three instalments of the series. I hope you stick with me through this one as well ;-)
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(The song mentioned in this chapter is called "I believe in you" by Joe ft. N*Sync)
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Chapter 1: Oh happy day
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered together here in the sign of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is commended to be honorable among all men; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate these two persons present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their peace," the priest said, looking from Roman and Karolina to the guests in attendance, a small smile on his face when the crowd remained silent.
"Karolina and Roman, have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage?" the priest asked them both, looking at them intently.
"Yes," they said, loud and firm.
"Will you honor each other as man and wife for the rest of your lives?" he continued.
"Yes," they repeated their answer, content smiles on their faces.
"Will you accept children lovingly from God, and bring them up according to the law of Christ and his Church?"
"I will," they both said at the same time, both of them feeling how their hearts were heavy in their chests as they immediately thought about Joshua.
"Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your right hands, and declare your consent before God and his Church," the priest continued, nodding his head encouraging at the couple in front of him, turning his attention to Roman to let him know he could start with his vows now.
"I Roman Reigns take you Karolina Sophia Schneider to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live," he said, his voice firm and loud, meaning each and every word he had said with all of his heart.
He glanced at her and gave her a nervous smile, happy that he was able to remember the words they had both come up with as they wanted their vows to be personal. He nodded his head at her, signalling her that she could carry on, his heart beating fast in his chest when she started speaking.
"I Karolina Sophia Schneider take you Roman Reigns to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live," she said quietly, her voice shaky as her whole body was tensed up, the excitement having power all over her.
"Roman do you take Karolina to be your wife? Do you promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and honor her all the days of your life?" he asked, looking at Roman expectantly.
"I do," he said, loud enough for everyone to hear which made some of the guests chuckle.
"Karolina, do you take Roman to be your husband? Do you promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and honor him all the days of your life?" he asked, now directing his question to Karolina who had a huge smile on her face.
"I do," she said, her voice hoarse but still convincing.
"What God has joined, men must not divide," the priest then said, turning towards Dean and taking the rings he had just handed to him.
Roman and Karolina had decided to have Dean and Shannon as their witnesses. Although things with Seth had already become easier, Roman still didn't want Seth to play such a huge part in their wedding. He felt that their relationship still needed to improve before fully trusting him again.
"Bless these Rings, O merciful Lord, that those who wear them, that give and receive them, may be ever faithful to one another, remain in your peace, and live and grow old together in your love, under their own vine and fig tree, and seeing their children's children. Amen," the priest said after blessing their rings, holding up the little pillow on which the rings were sitting on so that Roman could pick up the one with the three little diamonds on top of it.
"Karolina, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit," he said after placing the wedding ring on his wife's ring finger.
"Roman, take this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit," she said, repeating his words after placing the ring on his finger, her eyes starting to water as she was overwhelmed by her feelings.
"Those whom God hath joined together let no man put asunder. Then shall the Minister speak unto the people. Forasmuch as Roman and Karolina have consented together in holy wedlock, and have witnessed the same before God and this company, and thereto have given and pledged their troth each to the other, and have declared the same by giving and receiving of a Ring, and by joining of hands; I pronounce therefore that they be Man and Wife together, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen," he said, ending the ceremony by looking at the newlyweds in front of them with a content look on his face. "You may kiss your bride."
This was something the priest didn't have to tell Roman twice. He quickly turned towards Karo, cupping her face with both of his hands before pressing his lips softly onto hers while their family and friends started cheering and applauding in the background.
"I love you, Mrs Reigns," he whispered in between kisses, looking at her teary-eyed.
"And I love you, Mr Reigns," she replied, a single tear streaming down her face. But it was a happy tear.
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I never believed in dreaming, it never got me very far.
I never believed that love could find me, like an arrow through the heart.
I never believed in miracles, or building castles in the air.
Not until that day I found you, turned around and you were there.
From the day you came, you gave me, a whole new point of view.
I've been touched by an angel, it's impossible, but true.
They have completely forgotten about the world around them. It was only Roman and Karo. Mr and Mrs Reigns. Nobody else seemed to exist for them in that very moment. They were in the middle of the dance floor, his body close to hers, one hand on the small of her back while the other one was holding her hand so that he could move her around to the beat of the song.
I believe in you.
I swear that forever from today, no one will ever take your place.
I believe in you.
And I believe our love will last always.
It was as if that song had been written just for them. Every single verse, every single word had a special meaning to them. It was probably one of the cheesiest songs they had ever heard but it was more than fitting for the special occasion that was their wedding.
I never believed in fairy tales, tho sometimes I wish I could,
I never believed that golden slippers could ever find the perfect foot.
I never believed in magic, or that wishes could come true,
But your very first kiss changed all this, something only you could do.
You made me a believer, you made me trust again,
You showed that there's a pot of gold, at every rainbow's end.
He had to chuckle when she sang the words "You made me a believer" to him, both of them thinking back of the days he was still in The Shield together with Dean and Seth just a few months ago. And she didn't even lie when she said those words. He indeed made her believer. He made her believe in love again. He made her believe that it was worth fighting for something when it seemed that there wasn't any more hope left.
I believe in you.
I swear that forever from today, no one will ever take your place.
I believe in you.
And I believe our love will last always.
Only love, sets you free,
And if you serve to fate, then you're my destiny.
Now I know, now I see.
Anything can happen, if you just believe.
Roman wasn't the best singer in the world but it didn't stop him from singing the lyrics to her, his eyes never leaving hers, his nose almost touching her own. It was a magical and special moment for them both and they didn't want it to ever stop again.
I believe in you.
I swear that forever from today, no one will ever take your place.
I believe in you.
And I believe our love will last always.
The song slowly and quietly faded away, bringing them both back to reality but they didn't even think about letting go of each other. Quite the contrary. He let go of her hand and joined his other which was still resting on her back, pulling her even closer and softly placing his lips onto hers, kissing her passionately which made her moan quietly.
"Shh, don't be too excited just yet. We still have to be a little patient before I'll get you out of that dress later on," he chuckled, pecking her lips once again and hugging her tightly.
At the same time another slow song started playing, and surprisingly Shannon was able to convince Dean to dance with her which definitely was a first for them. He always kept saying he didn't know how to dance but she wouldn't accept his lame excuse any longer.
"You emasculate me, babe. Do you know what that means? Look, everyone is watching us," he complained, trying to keep a straight face but he failed miserably, smiling at her brightly.
He had stopped giving a damn about what other people thought about him or his relationship to Shannon. She meant the world to him and she definitely had made him a better man. He had stopped smoking and he had also scaled down his alcohol consumption which had always made him aggressive and irrational.
It took him a lot of time to be the man that he was today. But he had to admit that it felt better. He had finally grown up and he had to thank her for all of this.
They had already been dating for almost two years now. And as much as he had tried to show her what she meant to him, not so much in words but by his actions, he had never been able to tell her that he loved her. And he knew how much this meant to her. She had told him many times before. And he had never said it back to her. He felt horrible.
But today everything had changed. He had no idea why but he felt like he was ready to finally tell her. Maybe it was because of Roman and Karolina being so happy. Although they had suffered a lot in the time they had known each other, they finally found their happiness and that was something he envied. He wanted this as well. He wanted to see Shannon smile like Karo did. He wanted to make her as happy just as much as Roman was making Karo. That didn't mean that he would ask her to marry him, not at all. But telling her those three little words would definitely be a step into the right direction.
"Do you have any idea how handsome you look today?" she asked him, looking deep into his eyes with a small smile on her face.
Dean was wearing a dark black tux with a grey tie, his hair was slicked back neatly and he was freshly shaved. She couldn't get enough of him.
"Do you have any idea how gorgeous you look today, sweet cheeks?" he counter-questioned, smirking at her before taking a small step back and looking her up and down, wiggling his eye-brows at her.
She was wearing a long light-pink dress with beautiful high-heeled sandals which completed her outfit. She had her hair down in curls and was only wearing a little make-up as she had never been a big fan of hiding herself under a mask.
"You're such a charmer," she said and giggled when he stuck his tongue out at her, pulling her close to his body so that his lips were right next to her ear, his hands moving to the small of her back, right above her ass.
He had no idea if now was the right moment to do it but he couldn't deny that it sure as hell felt like it. It was now or never. He brushed her earlobe with his lips, sending chills up and down her spine which showed him that he had complete control over her body and soul.
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes tightly for a moment before finally having the courage to say the words his girlfriend had been waiting for the last two years.
"I love you, Shannon," he whispered into her ear, softly nibbling on her earlobe and tensing up, impatiently waiting for her reaction.
She immediately stopped dead in her tracks, her whole body stiff before she finally took a step back to look at him wide-eyed.
"What did you just say?" she asked, completely dumbfounded by the actions that were just taking place.
She looked at him expectantly and it was the first time since knowing him that he actually blushed. She must have heard him correctly. It seemed as if he had really said it. She couldn't believe it. But she couldn't help but keep pushing him. She wanted to be sure that she wasn't dreaming. He needed to say it again. She wanted to hear him say it to her while he was looking into her eyes.
"I love you," he said once again, tracing her bottom lip with his index finger, swallowing hard when tears were building in her eyes. But why? Why would she cry? Did he do something wrong? Shouldn't he have said it? He was confused, mentally cursing himself for being such a dumbass.
"I love you too," she suddenly said, immediately pressing her lips onto his and kissing him hard.
He loved her. He really loved her. This was like a dream coming true. She had dreamed about this moment for endless months and was disappointed each and every time she had woken up the next day with his back facing her while he was snoring quietly. But he finally had the courage to say it out loud. He loved her. She loved him. Her life was complete.
"Thank you, Dean. Thank you thank you thank you," she said in between kisses which made him smile.
She was happy. He was finally able to make her happy the way she deserved it.
Things couldn't get any better than that. He was in love. After many years of feeling like he could never give his heart to anyone, he was finally able to love and be loved. And that was the most amazing feeling ever.
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"Alriiiight, duck down a little or I will bump your head into the door," he said, making her giggle while softly pressing her face into his chest.
He held her in his arms, carrying her over the threshold into their hotel room in downtown Pensacola. Dean and Shannon had decided to book them a president suite in the Hilton Hotel, wanting them to have some luxury and privacy. Their wedding night should definitely be something special for them.
"And now I'm getting you out of that beautiful dress, babygirl," he smirked, winking at her after placing her down on her feet again.
She was the most beautiful and sexiest bride he had ever seen in his life. And she was his. His bride, his wife. Her white strapless dress was tight around her chest and waist, the thin fabric embroidered with little Swarovski crystals , and the more it went down the more it widened, a wonderful chapel train and white sparkling high heels completing her outfit.
"Hmm, you look hot as fuck in your tux but I think I would also prefer you naked, Mr Reigns," she breathed, smiling at him mischievously while raising her index finger and motioning for him to come closer.
"Turn around, babe," he said quietly, waiting for her to do as she was told before very slowly unzipping her dress on her back, holding it in place before finally letting go of it so that it was falling to the ground.
"Wow," he said, breathing in sharply when he saw what she was wearing underneath it.
He gently turned her around, taking a step back and eyeing her from head to toe, licking his lips in anticipation while his dick almost instantly hardened in his pants.
She was wearing a tight black & white corset that emphasized her bust size even more, linking it to her white-coloured stockings with garter belts while wearing corresponding lace panties which were almost see-through.
"When was the last time I've told you that you're one hell of a woman?" he asked, slowly getting out of his jacket, throwing it over a chair that was close to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Just last night when you had sex with me although you exactly knew I wanted to wait for our wedding night to sleep with you for the first time ever," she said, teasing him by biting her bottom lip seductively.
He just grinned at her, opening button after button of his shirt before pulling it out of his slacks and stripping it off of his muscular body, putting it over his jacket on the chair.
"Stop, leave that on," she demanded all of a sudden, not wanting him to take off his tie.
As much as she wanted to see him naked, she liked the idea of him wearing his tie. Only his tie.
He raised his eyebrows at her, surprised by her request but he would do anything to make her happy.
"Only if you keep those heels on," he said, pointing to her shoes before letting his eyes wander over her body again. "Actually, I want you to keep wearing the stockings, garter belts and corset as well. I wanna fuck you with these on."
She swallowed hard when she looked deep into his eyes. Eyes that reflected pure lust and desire. He wanted her. And he wanted her badly. It was their wedding night and maybe they were supposed to make sweet love but after they had a few drinks earlier the night, they were more in the mood for some wild, kinky sex.
She looked down at herself and slightly pulled at her panties, looking at him questioning and watching him closely while he made his way towards her. He took her hand away and replaced it with his, hastily pulling at her panties and tearing it to tatters, making her yelp.
"We don't need them," he whispered into her ear, his middle finger immediately finding her clit and rubbing it softly which made her whole body quiver.
He cupped her breasts through her corset, breathing in sharply when she placed her small hand in between his legs, massaging his balls through the thin fabric of his dress pants which drew a moan from his lips.
"You're so hard already," she whispered, moving along his rock-hard length through his clothes with her fingers before finally reaching his belt, unbuckling it before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, pushing them down hastily so that they were dangling around his ankles. She swallowed hard when she saw how drops of precum wetted his boxer briefs, her hand immediately cupping that spot and rubbing it.
He moved his finger away from her clit and guided it even more down, teasing her slick folds by moving it along her entrance before suddenly plunging two fingers inside of her, making her scream.
"And you are so wet for me, baby," he panted, bumping his fingers in and out of her in a steady pace while she had somehow managed to pull down his boxer briefs, leaving him naked in front of her with only his tie covering his body.
He pulled back slightly and retreated his hand, raising it so that it was eye-level with her, spreading the two fingers that he had just inside of her and showing her just how wet she was.
"Open your mouth, baby," he demanded, watching her as she did without even hesitating and gently inserting his fingers that were coated with her juices into her mouth, letting her lick them dry which made him even harder.
"Oh God…" he groaned, pulling down her corset to free her breasts, the tight piece of lingerie now under her firm boobs, pushing them up even more.
He couldn't help but knead them, rubbing her nipples in between his thumbs and index fingers while she started stroking his hard cock with her right hand, the other one massaging his balls gently.
They both kept moaning softly, pleasuring each other with their hands while their lips met once again, their tongues duelling with each other passionately until Roman suddenly let go of her.
Without saying another word, he passed her and laid down on the bed on his back, looking at her expectantly and following her with his gaze when she knelt down next to him, waiting for him to give her the next order.
"69," he mouthed to her, smiling at her when she nodded her head in understanding, slowly and carefully moving around so that she could place her knees to the left and the right of his face, positioning her hands next to his waist so that she was facing his erection which was right in front of her.
She could feel his hands on her ass, gently pulling her down until she felt his tongue on her clit, snapping it in between his lips and softly sucking on it, making her roll her eyes into the back of her head in pleasure. She really had to retain her composure or else she wouldn't be able to please him too. Not to mention that she didn't want to cum just yet.
She licked away the precum from the tip of his cock, swallowing it before letting her tongue run up and down his length, stopping at his balls and cautiously licking and sucking them while at the same time stroking his erection which made him moan into her wet folds.
He was pushing his tongue deep inside of her now, one hand finding its way to her swollen nub and rubbing it furiously when she started bobbing her head up and down on his hard cock, absorbing him into her mouth inch by inch until he hit the back of her throat, almost making her gag.
But he immediately distracted her by replacing his tongue with his fingers, fucking her with them while his tongue continued with the sweet torture on her little bundle of nerves.
"Roman…" she panted, her whole body tensing up when suddenly her orgasm was about to wash over her but he stopped licking her just in time, letting go of her so he wouldn't make her cum just yet.
"I can keep going if you want me to," she offered, the tip of her tongue once again licking away another drop of precum.
"It's okay, baby. Just move over and lay down on the floor with your back…right in front of the closet over there," he said, pointing towards the closet that was in the corner of the bedroom.
She cautiously moved away from him, a frown on her face. He wanted her to lay down on the ground? What did he have in mind?
What she didn't know was that a while ago he secretly bought a Kama-sutra book. He wanted to refresh their sex life a little bit and try new stuff with her. It was not as if he wasn't satisfied with it, but once in a while a little change didn't hurt. He had already planned to skim through this book with her together but for now he had chosen a position himself.
She stopped when she was standing in front of the closet, turning around and looking at him unsure. She didn't know how to exactly lay down and waited for him to show her how he wanted her. He took her hand into his and sat down, his back leaning against the closet so that he had a back rest, placing a small pillow right in front of him.
"Sit down on the pillow and face me," he said softly, spreading his legs as far as he could, holding her hand and helping her to sit down.
"Now lay back," he ordered, keeping her legs up so that she was laying in between his legs with her hips, placing her calves on his shoulders and moving closer to her.
He looked down between their bodies, his thumb teasing her swollen nub by rubbing it softly while his hard cock slightly poked into her wet entrance.
"Please Roman…I want you…" she said, breathing heavily, her body eager to finally feel him inside of her.
This position was new to her, and she was beyond excited how it would feel to have him buried deep into her body from the angle they were in.
He slowly, inch by inch, entered her, his eyes never leaving her mound which was absorbing his hardened length into her with ease.
Her wetness made it easy for him to slide in and out of her, his movements agonisingly slow at first, his thumb still rubbing her clit while he watched her from in between her legs, the position he was in demanding him to have a lot of body control but he was rewarded by the exquisite feeling of being inside of her in a way he had never felt before.
He took his time that night, not wanting this to end so quickly. His slow pace was driving them both crazy, but they enjoyed each and every minute of it.
They had no idea how long they kept going like this, maybe 15 minutes, probably even 20, until Karo finally begged him to go faster and harder.
He leaned back against the closet, pushing his hips against hers and meeting her movements, the sight of his cock sliding into her wet pussy enough for him to fall over the edge in a heartbeat. But he would make her cum first. It had already been his first priority and so it would be in their wedding night.
He increased the pace on her swollen nub, his thumb rubbing it furiously now while his thrusts became more and more intense and powerful. He could feel how close he was, and he knew that she was as well. He kept going, not stopping and going deeper and deeper until he finally felt how her walls tightened around him, her thighs starting to spasm which was all he needed to let loose and let his orgasm wash over him, emptying his hot seed deep inside of her before quickly pulling his cock out and squirting the last drops of his cum onto her pussy, rubbing it over her sensitive clit before collapsing against the closet exhausted, letting her legs down gently.
They both needed a few minutes to come down from their respective highs. Their orgasms more intense than ever before. Their bodies were covered in sweat, their long and intense lovemaking – or fucking – session taking its toll on them, their breaths still shallow while their heartbeats slowly came down to their normal pace again.
He carefully moved so that he could crawl on top of her, her wobbly legs now laying on the ground while he reached her face until he was eye-level with her, a content smile on his face.
"If that's how married couples have sex, then we should have gotten married way earlier," she panted with a giggle, brushing a few single hair that were plastered on his forehead out of his face before he could place a sweet kiss on her lips.
"Seems like somebody hasn't been happy with my earlier performances, huh?" he asked, pouting at her theatrically.
She looked at him with a smile on her face, her hand cupping his cheek while he was still hovering over her. She still couldn't believe that they were really married. She was so proud to be his wife. He was the most amazing man she had ever met in her life and they had even made it through the biggest crisis a couple could endure.
And now here they were: Mr and Mrs Reigns.
Did they finally have their happy end?