It’s been a wild and busy couple years- but you knew what you signed up for when you married TNA Impact Wrestling’s one and only Mr. Ken Anderson. It still sucked tho, you would love to have some one on one time with your husband. You wished for nothing note than some romantic get away-you just wanted to be with your husband. You missed him.
One weekend, your wish came true. You were totally skeptical when Ken told you the news.
"Your kidding me right?" You ask with a huge smile plastered on your face.
"We’re going to Paris!" Ken beams.
You squeal in delight and hug him. It was going to be exactly what you two needed!
You and Ken check into a beautiful five star hotel and waste no time getting to the room. The room was huge, had gold walls and marble floors. A huge canopy bed with silken linens was in the center of the room. A huge bay window with a view of the city let in beautiful natural lighting. It was truly breathtaking and totally romantic.
"This is beautiful." You gasp.
"Just like you." Ken kisses you and pushes you onto the incredible, cloud like mattress.
You couldn’t help but to giggle a bit. Ken then begins to undress you and one thing lead to another and you two were soon having some wonderfully romantic sex. Everything felt so romantic… So right. It was absolutely perfect.
Unfortunately the romantic get away couldn’t last forever, and you two had to head back home. Neither of you wanted to leave, but it was time to get back to your normal routines.
However, you weren’t feeling right when you got back home, and you missed your period. So you went to the doctor.
"Baby?" You ask Ken one night.
"We’re having twins."
Ken picked you up and swung you around. He couldn’t wait to be a dad… OF TWINS!!
Tomorrow is Wrestlemania 30 and Ivanna had earned herself a match. Being the new diva in the WWE, she had to work her way up and prove that she deserved the match. She was extremely nervous considering it was going to be her first Pay Per View. Curtis Axel and Antonio Cesaro, friends of Ivanna, decided to head to the bar tonight; Ivanna was invited and she accepted the invitation.
The bar was crowded, music was blaring and the atmosphere was energetic, lively and intense. After a few minutes of rocking out to her favourite songs on the dance floor, Ivanna decided to head over to the bar where Cesaro and Axel were sat. Curtis had vouched to have one shot and one only as he was going to drive Antonio and Ivanna back to the hotel in the night, on the other hand Antonio was intoxicated. The diva could smell the alcohol on him from a distance and shook her head in surprise.
‘We’ve only been here for 40 minutes and he’s already drunk?’ Ivanna said. Axel simply chuckled and shook his head in agreement with the statement.
Just then, Curtis gets a call and picks it up. Unable to get a clear hearing of the call, he heads towards the exit doors of the club. Antonio and Ivanna ended up making small talk about the PPV. She had, to an extent, forgotten about the butterflies in her stomach but upon simply chatting of the match, the diva began to get extremely nervous once again. Antonio, as intoxicated as he was, suggested a shot.
Soon enough, Ivanna had lost count of the number of shots she had; she was just as drunk as Cesaro if not more intoxicated at that point. The pair began laughing hysterically at practically anything and everything in the bar.
One thing led to another and within minutes, Ivanna and Antonio were in the ladies bathroom. With Ivanna pressed up against the cold, tiled wall, the pair were hastily removing each others clothes. Sloppy kisses were planted down her neck as fingers fumbled in an attempt to peel away each barrier that lay between them.
Then finally, Cesaro thrusts his hips forward into the diva; Ivanna wraps her arms around the wrestler’s neck, trying to stabilize herself with her back pinned to the wall.
Unexpectedly, Curtis barges into the bathroom, with a worried look on his face. He had been finding the pair all over the bar and was beginning to contemplate the possibility of something bad happening to the missing pair; after all they were extremely drunk. Ivanna tried desperately to open her eyes; she was drunk, sleepy, wasn’t able to comprehend the situation, masked by the alcohol she had consumed and somewhat numb. Frozen motionless by shock, after a few seconds, Axel turns his back to the pair.
‘God!’, he shouts, his hands raising to his face to cover his eyes like a little boy.
‘What are you guys even d-’
Curtis is speechless.
‘God, you guys! This is a freaking bathroom!’
‘Cesaro, put your pants on man! I don’t wanna see your ass,’ Curtis retorts, ‘Once is more than enough to scare me for life.’
As Cesaro snaps out of blurry situation, he straitens himself and leans against the bathroom wall. Ivanna, still extremely intoxicated and considerably- if not completely – unaware of what was happening, fumbles with her strapless dress as she pulls it back up.
As Ivanna finally straightens herself and gains a degree of understanding of what just panned out a few minutes ago, Curtis faces the pair.
‘We are going to pretend that.. you guys were not doing.. the thing..’ Axel mutters.
‘And we are going to pretend I did not walk in on you two doing.. it. And were going to forget we even came here.’
As he opens the door to exit the bathroom, he utters, ‘Man, how can you guys- bathroom, man..’
‘Bathroom for crying out loud!’ he mutters to himself as he exits, leaving Cesaro and Ivanna giggling away at Curtis’s reaction and response.
‘It’s a bathroom, man.’ Cesaro mocks as he and the diva exit the bathroom.
~ Ivy x :) Hope it was alright
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Hey guys, heres the 5th imagine all complete. Im aware that it is late as I didn’t complete it within 7 days. Apologies for that as a few unexpected and unfortunate events have taken place in the past few days for me.
Once again, apologies.
~ Ivy x
It was 3pm and you drove to Walmart to buy the ingredients to his favorite meal, a bottle of wine, a big bunch of roses, some candles and new lingerie. When you got to the check out counter, your phone buzzed. It was a text from Austin. 'Babe, I'll be home early. Maybe 6ish instead of 8. Love you and can't wait to see you.<3' You rushed home and decided to run upstairs and set up the bedroom. You placed candles all around the room, just enough to give a fairly dim lighting when you decided to light them, and tossed rose pedals all over the room. They were in the bed, around the bed, and by the door. You looked down at your watch and realized it was 5:30. Shit. Now you didn’t have enough time to cook. You figured you’d just go out to eat instead, so you ran and took a quick shower, then slipped into your favorite little black dress and red high heels. You fixed your hair and make up, and finished just in time to hear Austin come in through the front door.
“Pop the champagne,” Seth announced, walking into the room and grinning. “It’s official.”
“One year,” you replied, shaking your head and smiling. “I’m so proud of you. How do you want to celebrate?”
His smile widened, his eyes raking over you hungrily. “I have so many ideas,” he said slowly, stepping towards you. You felt your heart start racing in your chest. He bent over and lightly pressed his lips against your neck, sliding them up to your ear. “Do you want to hear one of them?” He asked in a low voice, his lips brushing against your earlobe.
“Yes,” you replied, surprised at the breathless quality of your voice. He had a way of doing this to you – turning you on, making you desperate for him – without your conscious notice.
His hands gripped your hips tightly, and you could feel him begin to smile as he spoke again. “We could do dinner and a movie,” he said slowly. “What do you think about that?”
You tried to suppress the urge to grab his hand and drag him back to the bedroom. This was his day, and you would play along as long as you could.
“Hmm,” you replied with false thoughtfulness. “That was date night last week.”
“Oh right,” he sighed, tracing a pattern on your hips with his fingers. “We can’t have that.”
“No,” you agreed. “Any other ideas?”
He bounced a few other ideas off of you, forcing you to come up with a reason to deny each one as his fingers began stroking more insistently.
“Well,” he finally sighed. “I’m out of ideas.”
“That’s a shame,” you replied quietly, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I guess we’ll just have to hang out here tonight.”
He pursed his lips thoughtfully. “Think we’ll find a way to entertain ourselves?”
“I’m sure we’ll think of something,” you replied, leaning forward and gently kissing him. You pulled back for only a moment before pressing your lips against his again, much less gentle this time.
He squeezed your hips tightly, his tongue sliding into your mouth. You groaned quietly, your feet suddenly leaving the ground as he picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, stroking your hands down over his back, tangling them in his hair and pressing his face against yours.
You were moving back towards the bedroom, and he gently set you down on your back on the bed. He stood at the foot of your bed, staring at you with a small smile on his face, before slowly stripping off his shirt.
You grinned, resting your head on the pillows and enjoying the show as he undressed down to his boxers. “Your turn,” he nodded towards you, kneeling on the bed.
You sat up and pulled your shirt off before wriggling out of your jeans. “You can take care of the rest,” you told him, unable to suppress a smile as his eyes lit up.
He traced his fingers down your chest, stopping just above your navel before creeping back up to caress the tops of your breasts. His other hand slid beneath you, his fingers deftly popping the hooks on your bra. You helped him slide your arms out through the straps so that he could pull the whole thing off.
He took a bare breast in each hand, kneading them gently before bending to take a nipple into his mouth. You sighed happily, running your fingers through his hair while his tongue swirled around you, his teeth lightly nibbling with very, very slight pressure. After several moments, he turned his attention to your other nipple before kissing a trail down your body, stopping at your panties briefly before continuing down.
You weren’t sure what he was doing initially, his mouth working gently against you through your underwear, the fabric dulling the effect of his motions but still allowing you to feel them enough to increase your arousal.
When his fingers began gently tugging at your panties, you were desperate for him. You lifted your hips so that he could pull them off more easily.
The moment his tongue touched you after all of that delicious, torturous teasing, you had a small, but satisfying orgasm.
Apparently it wasn’t satisfying for Seth. He didn’t stop – in fact, he increased the pressure and speed of his tongue, flicking your clit before gently sliding a finger inside of you, hooking it to rub against your g-spot.
When you came this time, there was nothing small about it. You cried out his name loudly, your hips bucking wildly against his face.
You thought he might give you a reprieve this time, but he climbing to his knees immediately and, pulling his boxers down, thrust completely inside of you. He groaned, shuddering as he felt the spasms still running through your body.
He moved slowly, allowing you to come down. Once your body had stopped trembling, he bent down and lightly kissed you. “You ready?” He asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. You wrapped your hands around his neck and nodded.
He grinned widely at you before grabbing your ankles and putting them up on his shoulders. You crossed them behind his neck to keep them in place as he began thrusting roughly into you, slowly building his rhythm up while you tried desperately to just hang on to him.
He cried out, slamming his hips against yours, and you felt him throbbing as his orgasm spilled into you.
After several long moments he collapsed down on top of you, panting. He brushed your hair out of your face and kissed you gently.
“I knew,” he said, his breathing still harsh, “that we’d find a way to celebrate.”
-Sarah (Hope it was what you wanted!)
“Aunt Leah,” your nephew, Caleb, tugged on your sleeve, a whiny quality to his voice. “Are we almost to the front of the line?”
“Yeah, buddy,” you assured him. “Just a few more people ahead of us, then we get to meet Roman. Are you excited?”
He nodded slowly, looking unsure. “Hey,” you said gently, waiting until he looked up at you. “He’s going to be nice. You’re going to like meeting him. Ok? Just hang on a little while longer.”
He nodded again unhappily, and you were relieved when the line shuffled forward. You could just make out the members of The Shield through the few people ahead of you. They seemed to be taking some time with each person, and you were relieved – Caleb would have a good experience with them, and that was all you’d really wanted for him today.
You made your way up, Caleb clutching your hand tightly. The first two members you encountered, Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose, had smiles and fist bumps for Caleb. He seemed to relax a bit. The third member – Roman Reigns – was who the trouble started with.
He simply glared at both of you, not saying a word.
“Hello,” you tried, offering a small smile.
He only grunted in reply. Caleb clutched your hand a little more tightly.
“You’re my nephew’s favorite,” you tried again, your smile becoming a little tight.
“Good for him,” Roman replied snidely, shoving the signed t-shirt back to you.
You shot him a dirty look before picking up Caleb – who was nearing tears at this point – and making your way out of the signing area.
“It’s ok, buddy,” you assured him. “Sometimes people just have bad days and aren’t in good moods. It’s not your fault.”
“I don’t like him anymore,” your nephew replied sadly.
You sighed. “Honestly? Me neither.”
“Seth Rollins is kinda cool,” Caleb said thoughtfully. “I think he’s my new favorite.”
You smiled. Kids always seemed to bounce back pretty easily. “I think he’s a pretty good favorite to have.”
Caleb grinned up at you, his disappointment forgotten, and you breathed a sigh of relief.
But if you ever ran into Roman Reigns again…he’d get a piece of your mind.
You laughed at yourself. How freaking likely was that? Shaking your head, you went about your day and tried to put it out of your mind.
Your day improved after that. That night, a group of girlfriends asked you to go out dancing. You were excited, loving the atmosphere in the club.
You felt a hard tap on your shoulder, and you turned to see a waitress smiling at you, holding out a drink. “From the gentleman over there,” she yelled over the music, gesturing back towards the bar. You peered around her and your mouth dropped open as Roman Reigns raised a hand, grinning at you.
You turned back to the waitress. “I’m sorry you came all the way over here. Please tell him I’m not even remotely interested in a jerk who disappoints little boys.” You handed her a five for her trouble and watched as she returned to the bar. His expression became puzzled as she relayed your message, and when he glanced up at you again you gave him a completely insincere smile and raised your hand in a wave before turning it around and flipping him the bird.
You turned back to your friends, determined to have a good night. It was working for a little while, until you felt a hand on your shoulder again.
You turned, ready to send away another waitress, and found yourself staring into a gigantic chest. You looked up – and up – into the face of Roman Reigns.
“What?” You snapped.
He looked taken aback. “I just, uh…I wanted to introduce myself.”
“I know who you are,” you replied. “What do you want?”
His brow furrowed. “Have we met?”
“Yeah. Earlier today, in fact. You were my nephew’s favorite until you decided to be a dick. Rollins is favorite now, and he hopes you get your face crushed in your next match. I agree with his sentiments.”
You turned away from him, unsurprised when he lingered for a minute before walking away. You had an odd sense of satisfaction, although you did feel a little bad about being so rude. You reminded yourself that he’d been rude first, and it was well within the bounds of acceptable behavior to return the favor.
The night went along, and you had fun. You could see Roman wandering around the periphery of your vision, but you did your best to ignore him completely.
He tapped you on the shoulder again, and you turned to glower at him. “I just wanted to say that I was wrong to be rude to your little guy today. I’m sorry. If you go to the will-call ticket booth before tomorrow’s show, you’ll have two tickets there on me. And I’ll sign an autograph, take a picture, whatever he wants.”
You were stunned. “Thank you,” you replied.
He nodded. “No problem. Thanks for accepting my apology.” He paused, a small smile on his face. “Will you let me buy you a drink now?”
You smiled before nodding.
You were able to spend the next few hours hanging out with him, and you were amazed when it turned out he wasn’t a half-bad guy. And it was impossible not to notice how attractive he was.
“Do you, uh…you wouldn’t want to get out of here, would you?”
You blinked a few times before realizing that yes, yes you would. You nodded, almost shyly. He grabbed your hand and before long you were back in his hotel room.
He started out gently, lightly kissing you and running his hands back through your hair.
You had no idea why you started to do it, but you became aggressive. You lightly bit his bottom lip and shoved him down onto his back, climbing on top of him. He groaned quietly against your mouth, his hands sliding down to grip your ass.
“Is that how you like it?” He growled in your ear.
“Why don’t you just do it and find out?” You breathed, rocking your hips gently, rubbing against him through both of your clothes.
He chuckled and threw you down on your back, climbing on top of you. He bent and kissed your neck, his teeth nipping your skin lightly. You moaned quietly and pressed your hips up against him, feeling his budding erection through his pants.
He pulled your shirt up over your head before beginning to trail kisses down your body, licking and kissing the tops of your breasts. You dug your fingers into his back before reaching to take his shirt up over his head.
He gently bit your neck, his hands sliding down your thighs and then up your skirt, gently brushing his fingers against your panties before working his way into your panties. He began lightly stroking your clit. You closed your eyes and moaned quietly, focused entirely on the feeling of his fingers rubbing against you.
You reached down and unbuttoned his pants, slowly sliding them down his hips. You wrapped your hand around his rapidly-stiffening cock, unsurprised when he groaned quietly and thrust his hips against you, running his cock through your hand.
He yanked your panties aside and pulled away from you, pulling his boxers down quickly and thrusting deep inside of you. You gasped as he filled you completely, running your fingers through his hair and down his back.
“Feel good, babe?” He asked, lightly tracing his tongue over your neck. You turned your head and kissed him passionately, unsurprised to feel him pick up the pace of his thrusting, his hips rocking roughly against yours.
You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, digging your nails into his back. “Harder,” you groaned quietly, pleased when he followed your instructions. He rolled his hips, grinding his pelvis against your clit with every thrust.
You arched your back, attempting to increase the pressure, and it must have done something for him – he moaned loudly and pulled back before ramming completely inside of you. “Done being nice,” he breathed, slamming into you brutally.
You arched your back, moaning quietly and pressing against him, your hands gripping his hair. “Harder,” you repeated, hearing the begging quality to your voice. “Please, harder.”
He groaned loudly, and you felt him throbbing inside of you, spilling into you.
He collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. After a few moments, he turned and kissed you. “It’ll be even better tomorrow,” he promised.
You laughed. “Who says that we’re going again tomorrow? You’ve got some work to do before I climb back into bed with you.”
- Sarah (I know I’m not who you requested, but I hope I still did all right for you!)
AJ heard the door open – strange she thought to herself. She was in her flannel PJ’s and was reading a book in her bedroom. The only other person – other than herself – that had the keys to her apartment was Randy Orton.
She made her way out of her bedroom, walking towards the front door. There stood Randy Orton by the door, an unannounced visit after RAW. She already knew that he had had a bad night – Randy had lost his match on RAW.
She started to walk closer to him whilst he just shook his head as he dropped his bag down. His eyes were dark with sadness. Randy took AJ’s hand in his and led her to the couch pulling her onto his lap as he sat. He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her neck breathing her scent in. Secretly, AJ and Randy had a friends-with-benefits relationship.
No strings attached.
Randy’s erection started to grow, pressing into AJ’s ass. His hands snaked around her waist and one of them cupped her breast as planted kisses on her neck. AJ’s hands started to unbutton Randy’s shirt; Randy returned the favour, fumbling.
‘Get them off if you want to keep them in one piece,’ he told her.
AJ stood between his legs and removed her top and slowly peeled her bottoms, leaving them in a pile around her ankles; she stood there wearing just her thongs. Randy pulls AJ by the hips onto him again close to his face as his tongue caresses her clit through the thin material.
AJ held onto Randy’s shoulders for support; she loved his hands and mouth on her. Randy yanked the thin material off; she heard the rip. Randy’s mouth on her bare clit made AJ orgasm, and she would have fallen down if Randy had not had a solid grip on her hips as his fingers dipped into her wetness.
He picked her up and turned them both around until she was on the couch, and he was standing; within seconds Randy stood there, pants and boxers around his knees. Randy started fumbling with his wallet trying to find a condom. Randy rolled the latex onto his hard-on.
Randy shift’s behind AJ and positions his cock at her entrance. The girth of his cock is held firm in his fist as he tries to guide the tip into her ass. AJ leans forward firmly as the head of Randy’s cock begins to be enveloped. AJ growls in incredible pleasure as she tightens around Randy’s erection. AJ’s hair is wrapped around Randy’s fist and her neck is exposed to him. Randy bites AJ’s tender shoulder muscles.
AJ half collapsed as savage thrusts took her over the edge. ‘Oh, fuck,’ was all she managed to spit out before her orgasm overtook her. ‘I’m going to cum!’ Randy managed to say as the first spurt shot deep inside of AJ. Randy held her up with one hand while the other slowly played with her clit. She was shaking violently and was breathing rapidly while her pussy clenched and released on Randy’s dick.
It seemed like Randy wouldn’t stop cumming; his cock kept pulsing as he continued to shoot into her. Finally, both their orgasms slowed down and Randy leaned over AJ, supporting her weight. He loosed his grip around he waist and she slid down, lying on her side while Randy settled himself next to her. After a few breathless minutes, he finally rolled over completely to the side, lying on his back looking up at the ceiling.
‘Feel any better at all?’ AJ asks curiously, looking up at Randy.
‘Absolutely,’ Randy utters, ‘I always do.’
He smiles warmly with a hint of seductiveness as he rolls the condom off. Randy ends up carrying AJ to the bedroom and found themselves falling asleep together rather quickly.
The next morning, AJ takes a pregnancy test. She had always done this after every single time she and Randy had sex despite already using protection; better safe than sorry. To AJ’s delight, the pregnancy test turns up negative. She shares the news with Randy as per usual.
‘Negative,’ AJ says as she makes her way back to the bed; Randy had just gotten up and was stretching. To her surprise, this time, Randy’s reaction was different; he hinted a frown. Confused, AJ says, ‘What’s wrong?’ as she settles herself next to Randy on the bed. After a few minutes of silence between the pair, Randy finally manages to start talking.
‘AJ, this isn’t just sex for me anymore,’ he utters as he begins to look down at the sheets, unable to keep eye contact with AJ.
‘I love you and I can’t help it,’ Randy says as he gently cups AJ’s face in his hands. ‘I want us to be more than this.’
Assuming AJ wouldn’t agree, he removes his hands from her face and leans back into the backboard, throwing his head back. AJ inched closer to Randy placing a hand on his cheek and said, ‘I thought you’d never say it. Took you look enough, Orton.’
~ Ivy :) x
You were just sitting on the couch when all of a sudden your husband Colby Lopez came home early from tour. He opened the door and before you knew it there was a dog jumping on you, a little husky. “Col what is this!?” You asked laughing at the puppy. “Well you said you wanted kids, but since I’m on the road so much I don’t think we should have kids at the moment. You know, just because I don’t think it’ll be good for the kid if his daddy isn’t home that much. So instead I just got a puppy.” He smiled. You shook your head and got up to hug him. “You’re such a goof, you know that?” You chuckled. He smirked, and kissed you. You kissed back and then pulled away. “So what is his/her name?” You asked. “Up to you baby. And it’s a boy.” He smiled as he closed the door and sat down on the sofa, picking up the dog and cuddling it. You smiled at the sight of Colby with the dog. “Hmm.. don’t you have any ideas? I mean you were the one to pick him up..” You sat down beside him and patted the dog’s head, who licked your hand immediately. You chuckled and looked at the dog for a while. “I don’t know, I was going to leave that up to you.” Colby laughed. “Let’s call him… Afi.” You smiled. “Afi hmm? I like that name.” Colby smiled as he picked up the dog and held him in front of his face. “Hello Afi.” Afi just licked his face, which made Colby hold him further from his face. “No, no doggy kisses!” He laughed. You chuckled at the sight and thought it was just adorable. You took Afi from him and put him on the ground. “Go explore little guy… and for you big guy.. come here.” You chuckled at Colby as Afi ran off. Colby smirked and pulled you closer, pressing his lips on yours. You smiled into the kiss and kissed back, holding him tight, realizing just how much you had missed him. You chuckled as he pulled back. “I missed you Col..” He stroke a strand of hair out of your face. “I missed you too Y/N… I’m staying home for a bit now, with you and Afi.” He smiled. You nodded and smiled. “That’s amazing, you’re amazing.” And just when you were about to kiss him again, Afi jumped on the couch and started licking your face. You both laughed, this was going to be a very interesting and fun week.
You were just walking around backstage, looking for your husband, Jeff Hardy. You suddenly felt two arms around your waist, pulling you into a dark room. You wanted to scream but then you heard him. “Shh, baby, it’s me.” Jeff’s voice. He let go of you. “God damn it Jeff, you really scared me.” A little light went on and you looked into his eyes. “I’m sorry.. I just.. I just wanted you.” He smirked and crashed his lips onto yours. You kissed back immediately, feeling his hands around your waist, then one sliding down to your butt. You held his neck with one hand, and tugged on his hair with the other.
He quickly undressed you, and himself, revealing his already hard cock. “HmmI missed you babe..” He whispered while he let one hand play with your clit for a bit. You moaned and started stroking him, teasing him like he teased you. “I missed you too… I missed you and your amazing cock.” You smirked. Jeff chuckled and held your hand, that was on his cock. “He missed you too you know..” He laughed. “Let’s fix this problem them.” You smirked as you pulled him down a bit, so you could lower yourself on top of him, moaning. He moaned as he slid into you, digging his nails in your ass cheeks. The two of you soon couldn’t take the good feeling anymore, and Jeff lowered you onto the ground, on your hands and knees.
He pounded into you from behind, hard and fast, making you scream out his name. “Oh god Jeff! Fuck me Jeff! Fuck me!” This aroused him even more and caused him to go even faster, whilst he dug his nails into your back. You moaned each other’s names and you had orgasm after orgasm. When you felt you were done for, Jeff finally came inside of you. You fell onto the floor, Jeff on top of you, smirking, panting. “Fuck baby.” He kissed your back and neck. “That was amazing.” You chuckled. “I know… let’s get dressed babe.. my friends are expecting you, we’re gonna have dinner together.” He smiled while rubbing your back. You nodded and chuckled, quickly putting your clothes back on. You left the room and followed Jeff to catering, where you saw all his friends. You smiled and greeted them, but they looked at you like they knew what just happened with you and Jeff.
You were just talking to Brad Maddox, since you were the first 13 year old diva to get a contract with the WWE, when all of a sudden your childhood hero CM Punk walked into the office. You immediately smiled. “Hey Punk!” Brad smiled. “Hey” he nodded back, obviously not liking Maddox that much. “I have this little one for you, her name is Mantha and she’s the 13 year old girl we hired. She’s now in your hands and I need you to show her around.” Brad explained. Punk just nodded and looked at you. “I’m Phil.” He said coldly. You tried your best not to look like an extreme fangirl, so you just gave him a weak smile. “Mantha.” You said. He nodded at you and then motioned for you to follow him, which you did.
You walked around backstage and Phil explained you everything, where the ladies locker room was, the men’s, the toilets, the doctors, the hair and make up, catering. He surely didn’t miss anything out. You just followed him, nodding at what he was saying. “So, how did a little girl like you come so far already?” He asked. You smiled a bit. “Well, there’s this straight edge man, who I grew up with watching on TV. I wanted to be just like him.” Phil who now smiled a real smile for the first time in an hour, looked at you. “Oh? I didn’t know I was that big of an inspiration.” He laughed. “I didn’t say it was you…” you joked. Phil smirked. “Then who is it?” You didn’t know what to say, you just looked away. “Let’s just keep walking.” You finally said.
Just when you were about to continue your way down the hall you walked into The Shield, you never saw them in their ‘normal’ clothes, and to see them like that made you giggle. “Guys, this is Mantha, she’s new here, the young one,” Phil introduced you. The boys looked at you, then Seth or Colby as you would call him, noticed your shirt. “Hay, I’m Colby, nice shirt you’re wearing. I have one myself as well. Amazing band.” He smiled. “Ugh.. you and your bands… My name is Jon.” Dean introduced himself. Roman just smirked and looked at you. “I’m Joe.” You all talked for a bit and then decided to go to catering, which you were quite happy about, since you were hungry of being all nervous on your first day. You met many other superstars and divas, who were all very nice to you. From that moment you knew this was the career you wanted to live forever.
Seth stretched as he and Dolph walked by a pond next to the arena they just had a show at. “Phew, I’m actually pretty tired now.” He sighs. “I know man, me too.” Dolph said. They walked around a bit more when Dolph suddenly noticed something. “Dude, what are those?” He asked pointing. Seth squeezes his eyes to see it better. “Are those… are those turtles?” He asked. “Let’s check.” Dolph answered. They walk over to the spot and see those are indeed turtles, one flipped on its back. “Hay poor little one.. let us help you.” Seth said as he flipped the turtle over. “Aw look at that!” Dolph smiled.
“I kinda want to take them home now..” Seth mumbled. “I know right.” Dolph replied. “We can’t do that though… I mean these belong here… right?” Seth asked. Dolph nods “yeah.. we can’t just take them..” Seth sighs and gets back to his feet, looking at the little turtles. “We should help them over to the pond and then leave.” Dolph nods, agreeing. The both pick up two of the little turtles and put them down again in the grass right next to the little pond. “There you go little ones.” Dolph smiles. The turtles walk over to the pond and hop in one by one. “Aw” Seth smiles. “Let’s go back to the arena.”
“Hello?” I answered, rolling over to look at the time. It was nearly 3:30 in the morning. Who the hell was calling this early?
“Tiff?” I heard a voice say.
“Who is this?” I asked.
“Who is this? Really? It’s Randy.” The voice said. I sat up and turned on a light.
“Randy, it’s in the middle of the night, what do you want?” I asked rubbing my eyes.
“I’m in town for a few days and I thought you might like to catch up.” Randy answered. “Wanna grab lunch?”
“Now?” I asked.
“No, later today. I’ll pick you up around 12 if that works for you.” Randy said.
“Yeah, that’s totally fine.” I said yawning.
“Well, I’ll let you get some sleep, just wanted to let you know I was in town.” Randy said.
“Alright. I’ll see you at 12.” I said hanging up the phone.
Randy was at my place, no later than 12. I forgot how punctual he was. I answered the door and then we headed out to lunch. We ended up at a tiny little cafe not far from my place. We ended up talking for hours as we ate. I looked at Randy as if he had just realized something. I shook it off though. He drove me back to my place and then walked me to the front door. I invited him in and we sat on the couch talking even more.
“Tiff?” Randy said looking at me.
“Yeah?” I asked looking back at him. I noticed that his face was pretty serious.
“I have to tell you something.” Randy always meant business when he said that. I looked at him and then watched as he took a deep breath. “For a long time, we have been friends and that has been great and all, but honestly, today made me realize something. I love you. I fell in love with you a long time ago and now, the feels came back to me.” I looked at him for a second and let it all sink in before I jumped him and kissed him deeply.
“I love you too.” I said softly as the kiss broke. Randy chuckled softly and then went in for another kiss, putting his hands on my ass and picking me up. He carried me to my room, and placed me on the bed.
“I’ll show you how much I love you.” Randy said softly before he slowly took off my clothes and slowly entered me, fucking me slowly.
“Yes Randy.” I moaned softly as he did so, letting him show me how much he loved me all night long.
“I can’t help it babe. You are so fucking hot.” Maria whispered in his ear sexually. She nibbled on his ear softly.
“Alright, come on.” Randy said getting up and taking her hand.
“Where are we going?” Maria asked looking at him. The two were spending their day at the beach, enjoying the sun, sand, and surf.
“We are going to fuck.” Randy said taking her to a semi secluded area for them to fuck. He laid down on the sand and pulled at Maria’s bikini bottom. Without any warning, he forced her onto his dick and started to force her to ride him.
“Oh fuck babe.” Maria screamed as he forced her to ride him faster.
“That’s it Maria, ride daddy’s cock.” Randy said grunting in the process as he forced her to move faster. It wasn’t long before the two started to cum on and in each other. Maria smirked and looked down at him.
“Just the way I like it. Sex in public.” She said smirking at him.
~Kris Star~ (Sorry there wasn’t much for me to go off of for this one hence why it was so short.)
“Hey babe.” He answered sounding cheery.
“Hey.” you said smiling into the phone.
“What are my girls up to? Is the baby behaving in Mommy’s belly?” He asked.
“Well, not really.” You said.
“What happened?” Corey asked.
“Well, your daughter decided to join us in the real world.” You answered.
“She’s here?” Corey asked. You could tell over the phone, he was extremely happy and surprised.
“Yeah, our baby girl is here.” You said smiling into the phone.
“Shit, and I’m working still. I don’t know when I’ll be home next. How is she?” Corey asked.
“She’s perfect just like her daddy.” You said softly, smiling at your new baby girl.
“Babe, I have to go. Give her a kiss for daddy. Love you.” He said before hanging up the phone. You hung up the phone and kisses your baby, so happy she was finally here with you.
The next day, you were napping on the couch when you felt a hand on your shoulder, shaking you lightly.
“Babe?” Corey asked looking at you. You rolled over to face him.
“Hey. Are you actually here or is this a dream?” You asked reaching out to touch his face
“I’m here babe.” Corey said grabbing your hand and kissing it. “Where’s our daughter?” He asked.
“Upstairs.” You answered. “She was taking a nap.” Corey took your hand and walked up to the nursery, with you following close behind. He walked in and then looked at his daughter.
“She’s perfect.” He said looking at the now wide awake infant. He picked her up and kissed her. “Hi there. I’m your Daddy.” He said smiling. You watched as he kissed her again, adoring her.
~Kris Star~ (So i just have to say, that writing this was amazing for me. I totally loved it!)
“Cody?” You called out getting up. You looked to see your fiance walk in without a word and go for the kitchen. He was completely ignoring you. “Cody!” You said to get his attention. Still nothing, you knew that once he got like this, he was depressed and moody. You walked over to him and hugged him. “Babe, things will get better.” You said rubbing his back. He looked at you and kissed you softly. You kissed him back and then realized that he had now picked you up.
Cody carried you to the bedroom, tossing you on the bed. You could tell he was angry, so you knew the sex would be rough.
“Shush.” He said interrupting you. He kissed you again and then tore off his clothes and yours. He put himself in you, roughly and without warning. As he started to fuck you, you realized that he wasn’t going to be gentle at all, which of course was how rough sex was with him. He started to pick up the pace, really pounding himself into you. You moaned and screamed until you could no longer take it, cumming on him and squirting every where. He leaned down and kissed you softly once he let himself fill you up.
“Thank you.” He said softly looking into your eyes.
~Kris Star~ (Sorry it’s short.)
“Because I have a boyfriend.” AJ said looking at him. “Punk is my boyfriend. I’m dating him, not you.”
“You didn’t even like the flowers I sent you, or the chocolates?” Dean asked. He had been trying for weeks to get AJ to like him. He had been sending her everything from flowers and chocolates to gift cards and letters, she just wouldn’t give in.
“I loved them, but I’m with Punk. I’m not going to cheat.” AJ explained again before walking off. Dean grabbed her arm and stopped her. He looked around for a second before pulling her into a nearby empty room. He locked the door and then started to run his fingers up and down her bare arm.
“You know AJ, I can give you a lot of things that Punk can’t.” He said trying to seduce her.
“Like what? Punk gives me everything I ever needed and more. There’s nothing more you can give me.” She said.
“Oh I know I can.” Dean said. Without any warning, he leaned in and kissed her deeply, causing her to get weak in the knees. Dean wrapped his arms around her to keep her steady. He kissed her more as she started to kiss him back. He let his arms roam her body. AJ pulled away, pushing Dean away.
“I can’t. Punk will kill me.” She said opening the door.
“Why would I kill you?” Punk asked. AJ didn’t realize that Punk was standing behind the door, he knew everything that had happened.
“Well, um, Dean and I kinda kissed.” AJ said.
“Not kinda. We did kiss, and we enjoyed it.” Dean said.
“Dean, shut up.” AJ said.
“AJ, you have to choose. I’ll forgive you this one time for cheating, but you have to choose between Dean and me.” Punk said crossing his arms over his chest. “You pick.” AJ looked between the two of them, trying to decide on who she wanted to be with more. Sure Dean was a great kisser, but could be as loving, sweet and caring as Punk? And sure Punk was sweet, loving and caring, but could he be dangerous like Dean? She looked between the two men and took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry Punk.” She said looking at him. “I promise to never cheat again.” Punk smiled, realizing she had picked him. He put his arm around AJ and kissed the top of her head.
“See you in the ring Dean.” Punk said with a smirk before walking off with AJ.