Lexi stood in the middle of the ring. She held her belt triumphantly above AJ’s body which lay in the ring. Lexi was always happy to beat her rival, especially AJ as she was tough competition. Lexi was aware that she was a very popular divas champion; to beat AJ she knew it would inspire confidence in herself and her fans.
~ Hotel room ~
Once the show had finished she had gone back to her hotel room. She and her boyfriend Dean Ambrose shared a room on tour, though he had decided to go out after the show with Roman and Seth. It didn’t really bother Lexi, she knew her boyfriend needed his own space and she respected that. As she walked by the calendar something caught her eye. She looked at something marked on the ‘15th’ but couldn’t think what on Earth it could be. She then panicked, realising the marking was when her period was due. Lexi knew from experience that her period was NEVER late. She was worried…could she…..Lexi couldn’t dare think the word. She sighed knowing she would have to find out.
~ The next day Night ~
Lexi was pacing around her apartment she hadn’t felt this nervous in her life - up until now that was. She didn’t know what emotion to feel, should she panicked? Upset? Lexi had not a clue. But she was worried, she had no idea how Dean would react. She knew it would affect his career as much as it did her own. After all he was the WWE Champion. Sighing, she heard a knock at her door. She took one last deep breath before going to open it. Sure enough Dean stood on the other side of the door.
“Hey” He said before pulling her close to his body and kissed her passionately. Even just by her physical reaction he could tell she was worried about something.
“Lexi?” he said.
“Hmm…..” She said.
“Nothing” she said
“Lexi…Don’t lie…tell me” he said worriedly.
At that moment Lexi stared directly at the ground. She had to tell Dean even if she didn’t want too, she knew she had to. She took one final deep breath before carefully starting her next sentence
“The thing is….I’m…pregnant.” she said. At that instant there was complete and utter silence, what was a minute felt like eternity as Lexi could witness - at the very least - shock plastered across his face. Lexi was more concerned that he hadn’t moved an inch or even blinked since she told him. ‘This can’t be good’ she thought to herself. After what just felt forever finally Dean moved towards Lexi, trying to find a way in which he could speak. Lexi stood their silently trying to regain her composure as best she could.
“Are you sure you are pregnant?” he asked
“Yes” she said.
“Uh…” he couldn’t think. It’s not like he did not want a baby, that wasn’t it at all. The thing was Dean had never anticipated having a baby now, not when he was at the prime of his career. That wasn’t to say he never wanted children. He stood not knowing what to say.
“Dean, just go!” she said to him “I’m not an idiot that people seem to take me for!” she said before getting him out of her apartment. Once he had left she fell to the floor, and crawled up into a ball and sobbed her eyes out. What would she do now?
~ 1 week Later ~
A Week had passed since Dean had spoken to his girlfriend Lexi. He was starting to feel like an idiot for reacting the way he did. Suddenly he saw all these divas hovering around a person he could not see. As he moved closer, he could see Lexi, who was having severe stomach pains. At that moment it hit him like a pile of bricks. He knew that he was WWE Champion, but at this moment he couldn’t have cared less, he wanted that baby girl or boy.
“Lexi?” He said pushing away all the people around him.
“Dean?” She said.
“Lexi, it’s okay I’ll help you” he said lifting her up in his arms taking her to the medical room. “The baby will be ok, I promise.”
~ Medical Room ~
“Lexi” she heard a voice calling her name and she looked up almost confused.
“Dean?” She said
“Shush” he said “You’re okay…”
“I’m sorry” he said “I should have reacted the way I did. Today I realised I want to be there, for the whole thing I want to raise the baby; I don’t care about the belt. I love you and our baby.” He said before kissing her lips passionately.
“Dean, I love you too.” She said before passionately kissing him back.
~ AJ ~
Hope you enjoyed it loved this one!
I stood at gorilla, I was nervous as ever for this match. I was becoming a well-known diva on the rooster. Some were calling me be one of the next Lita’s. I liked it, but I knew I could never top what she had down in the years she was a diva on the active rooster. She was a legend, a hall of famer. I would never touch the records of Lita, she didn’t want to. I wanted to be my own person.
Tonight I had a match against Kane; yes the demon himself, Kane. I had had plenty of matches against other men on the rooster, but none as dangerous and legendary as Kane himself. I had spoke with him about the match, but I was still nervous and somewhat scared what could happen. I shook the fear from me, trying my best to tame my fear and let my adrenaline fire up. I bounced on my feet, readying myself for this big match. My music hit and I came out and did my little usual entrance and slid into the ring quickly. Once I was center ring Kane’s big bang and flames filled my eyes. This was it…
Halfway throw the match I preformed a twisted backflip off the top turnbuckle landing on Kane’s foot, it collided with my head. I fell to the mat and groaned out in pain. I shook it off, only to wince as pain rolls through me as I do so. I sighed and stood up only to get thrown into the chocker. He slammed me hard to the mat, then proceeded to pick me up and tombstone me. I groaned out in pain as he covered me for the win. I was pissed that I had lost. Kane walked out, pleased with his damage and went backstage.
With the help of a ref and the medical staff, I went backstage. I was helped into the trainer’s room and they did a quick check. Told me I might have a small concussion, but to take some aspirin and maybe take a cold pack to help with the pain. I nodded and walked out of the room, heading towards my locker room to get ready to hit the road for the next city.
Then I felt someone collide into me as I rounded the corner. I groaned, “damn it.”
Then I saw it was, Jonathan Good, Dean Ambrose. We always seemed to bicker when it came time to us talking. He was a player from what I heard, if he wasn’t a player, he was a major flirt. I sighed and rubbed my head. Jon stopped me before I could walk away, “hey, sorry. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I said still rubbing my head.
“You sure?” he asked in a sincere voice, wow, he can be sincere!
I nodded feeling a little nervous talking to him suddenly, “yeah, I’ll get Kane back.”
“You aren’t okay, I can tell. I’ve had concussions before; and you won’t have too,” he said angry now.
“Won’t have to-“ I began but was stopped when I saw Jon pounce on Kane quickly.
He yelled loudly as his fist flew in the air, “you think it’s okay to repeatedly beat a woman in the head?!”
I gasped, “Jon, stop!” I hurried over, tried to pull him away but in turn I got a elbow to the nose by him. I groaned, “fucking asshole!”
He stopped fighting and looked at me, “shit, shit, shit I’m sorry.”
“You better be!” I yelled at him, holding my nose blood covered face.
He tugged his wife beater off and pushed my hands away and held it to my nose. Even through the blood I could smell his cologne. I groaned, “fuck this hurts.”
Kane looked at us, “see, it’s not my fault, she’s accident prone. Shit happens. I didn’t mean to hurt her. Just like you didn’t mean to bust her face.”
He walked away and I looked at Jon, “seriously, you have to do that?”
“Yeah,” he said and sighed. “I was just sticking up for you, because I care about you. You are talented and I don’t want an idiot to ruin your career already.”
I sighed, “really?”
He nodded, “yeah, I mean it. Now let’s get you to trainers again. See what the damage is.”
I sighed, “help me up please?”
He nodded, “I’ll do one better, carry you.”
I sighed, “I can walk.”
“Yeah, well I feel guilty for hitting you,” he said as he lifted me up.
“I’m sorry I’m covering your shirt in blood,” I mumbled.
“I have like fifty of those,” he said softly and smiled as he carried me back to the trainers.
“What the hell happened?” Chris asked looking at me.
“Oh I was trying to break up Jon here as he was beating the shit out of Kane,” I said and groaned.
He sighed and pulled my hands away and wiped my face with a towel, “it doesn’t look broke, but you probably have a worse concussion. I suggest if you sleep, have someone wake you every two hours now. You know the rules by now.”
I nodded, “get checked out if I feel worse.”
He nodded, “alright the bleeding seems to have stopped. Ice the nose, so it won’t swell.”
I nodded, “thanks Chris.”
“Welcome, now let me not see you for a couple weeks,” he said smiling.
I nodded, “you too.”
Jon helped me off the trainers table, “I’m sorry.”
“I’ll live,” I said and smiled.
He sighed and helped me out of the room. He lead me to the divas’ locker room, “hey, to make it up to you. I’ll drive you to the next city, so you don’t have too.”
I sighed, “you don’t have too.”
“I know, but I want too, so accept my offer?” he asked softly.
I nodded, “okay, I will.”
“All right,” he smiled. “You go get cleaned up and I have to head to my match.”
I nodded, “okay. Good luck.”
He nodded, “thanks.”
I smiled and leaned up to kiss his cheek as a thank you for being so nice, but he moved and I kissed his lips. I gasped, “sorry.” He shook his head and kissed me, “I’ll see you after.”
I nodded, blushing. He smiled and hurried away as someone yelled for him. I sighed and walked back into the locker room, maybe he wasn’t as much as bad as I thought…I guess we’ll see here soon enough!
I hope you like it! I enjoyed writing it! :D – Cay <3
So, Christian and I have been married for a few years and well, things haven’t been going well for us. We’ve been fighting and we’ve been kinda drifting apart. It broke my heart that we fought. We had always managed to work things out, but lately, we haven’t been able to. I could tell in his eyes, he was breaking a little inside too. It sucked that we fought and there wasn’t anything about it that we could do about it anymore. There were days I thought we were going to divorce. There were days i thought we were fine, but I guess things were going to take a turn for the worst.
One day while we were walking backstage at Raw, we had gotten into another fight. Screaming and yelling at each other over something stupid. Finally, I had enough. I left him standing there and then walked away from him. I couldn’t deal with him anymore. I walked away, leaving him there standing. As I walked away, I ran into someone, Dean Ambrose.
“Whoa, what’s going on?” Dean asked seeing that I was clearly upset. “Hey are you ok?” He asked. I shook my head no, clearly I was still upset to even speak. “Come on.” He put a hand on my shoulder and then started to lead me to a room. He closed the door and looked at me. “Now spill.” I started to break down and cry.
“Christian and I…..our marriage…..” I started to cry harder. “Over….” Dean looked at me and then wrapped his arms around me, hugging me.
“It’s ok, it’s ok.” Dean looked at me and then kissed me softly. I was surprised, but I kissed him back. I couldn’t believe that he was kissing me. We continued to make out as his hands started to travel under my shirt and to my breasts. He squeezed them and then broke the kiss, taking my shirt off in the process. He kissed his way down to my breasts, unclipping my bra and releasing my breasts before kissing them, sucking them and biting them, leaving a mark as he started to move one hand down to my jeans, undoing my jeans with one hand and pushing them down. As he stopped giving attention to my breasts, he took this chance to undo his jeans and then push them down.
Now fully naked, Dean laid me on the floor and then started to push himself into me, forcing himself into me, making me moan.
“Oh fuck Dean!” I nearly screamed. Dean put a hand on my mouth to keep me quiet and then started to thrust himself into me faster. I continued to moan into his mouth, trying to keep quiet.
The door opened. Dean and I looked over at the door. There stood my feuding husband, Christian.
“What the fuck?” Christian said. He started to head in and then slammed the door behind her. “If you’re gonna fuck her you have to do it right.” Christian kicked off his boots and his wrestling tights before pulling Dean off me and then forcing himself into me. “Fuck baby girl.” He started to thrust into me more. “Fucking take that cock baby.” Dean smirked and then went overt to my mouth, forcing his cock into my mouth. As Christian continued to fuck me, I moaned into Dean’s cock as I sucked him off. The two men continued to moan and groan as I was fucked and sucked off.
“Cum!” Christian barked at me as he started to rub my clit, fucking me like there was no tomorrow.
“Fuck Christian!” I screamed as I started to cum. Dean smirked and then started to cum in my mouth with Christian following suit. Christian looked at me, worried.
“I’m sorry.” he said looking at me.
“I’m sorry too.” I said as I hugged him.
“Come home.” He told me. I nodded, taking his hand in mine.
Ashleigh was waiting in the ring. Waiting for her opponent Summer Rae. It was a fun match, no title or chance for the title included so she and Summer Rae decided that they would have fun. She stretched herself in the ring and looked attentively to the stage. But there was a surprise. The next music was played and it was not the one of Summer Rae. Dean Ambrose came to the ring. Ashleigh raised an eyebrow at him because she didn’t want him to interfere her match. But he was not in his ring gear. She and Dean were together for the last two years and she really loved him. She smiles when he entered the ring. He took a mic and would start to talk but he felt silent after he spoke her name.
'Ashleigh. We are together for two years now.' He was so serious, that was totally not normal for him, not behind the camera, not in front of it. He breathed out and knelt down. Ashleigh feeled tears in her eyes as he took out a case and opened it. 'Ashleigh, will you marry me?' She smiles and nodded. He stands up, lifted her up and kissed her. The audience was totally happy too. The people knew that they were in a relationship and they were happy for them.
After RAW, Ashleigh met Dean, or better Jon, that is how she knew him outside the ring, on a nice restaurant in the city. The other superstars have congratulated them but Ashleigh and Dean wanted to celebrate on their own. ‘Jon, I love you’ she greeted him with a light kiss and gave him a warm smile. ‘I love you too’ he smiled down to her and took her to their seats. ‘It was amazing Jon. Our proposal at RAW, a place we both consider as something like home. AND I won my match’ she grinned. ‘Ouch, that is naturally important’ he teased her and laughed when she pouted.
Two years later.
Ashleigh was waiting in the ring, again. It was like the day Jon asked her to marry him. Naturally she said yes. But today it was her turn, to tell him something important. ‘Everyone in this hall knows, that I am Miss Ambrose for now a year and a half and it is exactly two years ago that he asked me to marry him. I want you to come out Dean. I have something to tell you.’ A murmur gone through the audience. Many people remembered that Dean asked her and she was happy but a woman wanted to tell something. It couldn’t be a good thing. Dean’s music played and Ashleigh smiled to the enterance area. His face was confused. He had no idea what she wanted to tell him and she smirked. She could hear the commentators said something about divorce and she gave them evil eyes. Nothing could be much more wrong.
'So, what do you want to tell me?' It was like she could smell his uncertainty. ‘Dean, please look at me’ she said as Dean looked at the ring. Their eyes met and she walked closer to him. ‘Dean, I am pregnant’ Everyone was quite in this moment. Dean’s eyes became bigger and bigger. Then happened many things at the same time. The audience bawled, the commentators were speachless and Dean lifted her up and spun her around in the ring. ‘We will have a child’ he screamed and that was one of Ashleigh’s favourite moments with her Jon, maybe after the proposal.
It is one of these days, in the morning everything is right but it get even worse over the day. At this evening on Raw, Hannah is waiting for Dean Ambrose. They are secretly dating and sleeping together. But today isn’t only Dean at the show, her ex Dolph is too. They are good friends and like to talk with each other. Like now, Dolph stands besides Hannah while she is waiting for Dean. They do smalltalk, how are you, how was your weekend and things like this. Hannah knows Dean don’t like to see her with her ex but she don’t want to be unfriendly only because her new and secret boyfriend doesnt get it, that she likes Dolph like a brother or old friend.
Hannah smiles as she sees her boyfirend Dean Ambrose steps out of the locker room. ‘Hannah…..’ he looks at Dolph and his face becomes darker. ‘Why is he here?’ he snarls. Hannah raises her eyebrows and gives Dean a warning look. He makes a pout, gives her evil eyes, walks back to the locker room and slams the door. Hannah sighs. ‘Sorry Dolph….’ He smiles and wishes her good luck.
She knocks on the door. No one answers. ‘Dean?’ Hannah opens the door and sees Dean runs up and down. He looks very angry. ‘Dean, you know, Dolph is a fri…’ He lets her not finish her sentence. He makes a few fast steps and pins her on the wand while he shuts her up with a kiss. ‘I hate to see you talking to him’ he growls.
'He is a firend.' 'He looks at you like you're fresh meat!' She rolls her eyes at Dean, sometimes he is just to protective over her. 'Dean you..' He kisses her once more, this time more rough than the last time. She can feels his hands over her whole body and she lets out a quite moan. His hands stops at her breasts and he squeezes them 'Oh god..' One of his hands take hers and pins them over her head on the wall. His lips wander to her neck and he bites in. 'Please Dean I want to touch you' Hannah whines but he only smirks. His other hand wanders to her lap and rub her. He leans forward and whispers 'I know how you like it.' He strips her out of her jeans and pull her shirt over her head. 'You're beuatiful.' Dean eyes Hannah hungry and lick her nipples.
He realeses her hands. She passes no time to strip him out of his clothes. They are both naked now and Dean pushes Hannah down. She is looking at him and sees that he is almsot hard. Hannah bites her lip and look up in his eyes. Dean smirks and takes her head. She opens her mouth and he fills her in one thrust. His hands are still on her head and she bops her head up and down. He let out a lud moan when she licks over his shaft. He pulls her up and kisses her this time more gentle. Dean lifts Hannah up and lays her on an empty table. He enters her rough and fast. He lets her no time to adjust and thrusts himself in and out. Hannah can feel him hitting her sweet spot with every thrust and she cries in pleasure.
'Whose girl are you?'
'And I am who?'
'Dean! I am your girl Dean'
Hannah feels that his thrusts become less periodic.
'I am close Hannah..'
'Me too, Dean'
With the next thrust, she can feel her climax hitting her hard and he follows her on the second.
He sinks down at her chest and lays his head on her stomach. ‘I love you Hannah.’ ‘I know, you were jealous because I was talking with Dolph.’ She smirks and strokes his hair.
“Ready for this tag team match” A deep voice from behind made Katie spine shiver. She turned around and smiled noticing the figure up front of her. “Of course I am! Are you ready for this match?” she giggled. Dean looked at her, and smiled back. “Pumpkin I was born ready for any match.” “PUMPKIN” she thought “really dean?” She laughed “Well lets head towards the curtain because our match is next” she smiled and began to walk, and Dean walked beside her. “So how was your day so far best friend.” Katie loved it when Dean called her best friend she felt like she was the only person that matter to him well beside Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins they were his best friends well more like brothers than anything. “It was good had breakfast with the other divas, we talked about a lot of things especially the fact I wrestle the guys. They were saying I was tough, brave, crazy, and a bad ass.” she giggled as the thought of the conversation came back to her mind. “What did you do?” Dean looked over at her and thought about what he did. “Well me, Roman, and Seth went to get something to eat, and than headed to the Gym and did some cross fit.” She looked at him and shook her head “Seth and his cross fit I swear if he wasn’t a wrestler he would be a trainer at a cross fit place.” They both laughed “Yeah he would” Dean said before stopping and looking at the TV “Come on Rome beat Orton’s Ass” you looked over at the TV screen and then at Dean’s face and begin to laugh. Dean looked over at you “What?” he asked as Katie kept laughing, so he began to laugh “When Rome comes out for a match you are glued to the TV screen. I think it’s cute” Dean laughed pushing Katie playfully “Shut up meanie” she shook her head laughing still and begin to stretch. Roman and Randy’s match was over and Dean high five Roman and he wished us good luck. Katie’s music hit first she walked out of the curtain, and walked down the ramp, fans screaming uncontrollably. Dean came out after Katie everyone screamed and jumped to their feet. Finally our opponents came out we were facing Mr. money in the bank,Seth Rollins and the demon Kane. The match was intense especially being the only girl but you were locking up with Kane, you haven’t really wrestled with Kane for the past couple of years that you have been here. Kane grabbed you by the throat getting ready to tombstone you when Dean came from behind hitting Kane with a steel chair, the match was called in a DQ, you grabbed your throat couching, Dean came over making sure you were okay, and it went to commercial. Dean grabbed a microphone, you were confused to why Dean was getting on the microphone, maybe he was going to cut a promo towards Seth. You placed yourself against the turnbuckle letting Dean Speak his mind, but you caught surprise when Dean looked over at you and started to speak. “Katie…” Dean said trying to catch his breath still. “Katie you’ve been my best friend for these past couple of years..I’ve watched you grow into such a beautiful girl, but also a bad ass fighter.” You looked over at dean with confusion to why he was talking to you like this “I’ve liked you ever since I met you, you were different from the others.” He begin to walk towards you slowly. “I’m ready to show you how much you mean to me” He step towards her, dropping the microphone, cupping her cheeks in his strong hands, and pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. She kissed him back and smiled through the kiss. “I love you Katie..” he whispered to her, she smiled wrapped her arms around his neck “ I love you to Jon” before kissing his lips one more time. The fans went wild, they couldn’t believe the most dominate force right now in the WWE were in the ring making out.
-Robyn (Hope you enjoy and like it =D)
I sighed. Another day pretending yet again, story of my life it seemed. Now I wasn’t usually the pessimistic type but lately I had been rather down. I was in love with my best friend Dean Ambrose; however there was more than a slight dilemma I faced. My other best friend Karliah was his girlfriend. I couldn’t exactly ruin their relationship to please myself. Part of me was happy that Dean and Karliah were so happy together, but there was also this other side of me that often thought I could make him happy. Whatever chance I’d once had was blown now anyway.
‘No point moping Rylee’ I scolded myself.
One day I sat at my house alone watching a movie when my phone went off. I reached over to grab it and saw that the caller was Dean. I answered it straight away.
“Dean” I said
“Hey Rylee” he said. “You wouldn’t be able to come over to my place would you?” He asked.
“Yeah of course I can…I was only watching a movie anyway nothing excited.”
“Cool…Well I will see you when you get here, I just need your advice that’s all.”
“Consider it a date” I joked Dean laughed.
“See you soon”
~ An Hour later ~
I made my way to Dean’s house I knew it well I had been here many times before. Part of me wondered what advice he wanted from me. Was he gonna break up with Karliah? Had he already done that? I didn’t know. I sighed as my thoughts consumed me yet again. I knocked on Dean’s door. Before I knew it the door was pulled open and he stood in front of me.
“Rylee” he said “I was expecting you” I felt like blushing. “Come in” he said before I walked inside towards the lounge room.
“Well you said you needed my advice?”
“What do you think of this?” he asked me showing me a small box; he opened it revealing a ring. “I’m going to propose”
“It’s…nice…” I said trying to control the tremor in my voice and emotions.
“Rylee…Are you alright?” he asked me before I could respond I got up and headed to the door, Dean calling my name behind me which seemed to slip from my mind.
~ Rylee’s House ~
I walked towards my house door the tears still streaking my cheeks. The door was opened as I went to shut it a hand stopped it from closing. It was Dean.
“Rylee” he said arms on my waist “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t keep pretending anymore Dean. I Love you.” He just seemed blank for a second.
“I love you too” he said before pulling me towards me kissing me passionately.
We made our way into the bedroom. The next thing I knew clothes were thrown and the rational me was gone. I could feel the soft presence of Dean’s skin on my own did and it did not go unnoticed. His kisses my body making me feel instantly numb. As the sensation became overwhelming, I moaned something that had been so unaccustomed to me but yet I felt as though it had come naturally. My bodily sensations almost unbearable as the pleasure increased with every second, a feeling like heaven - or so I imagined - had taken control. Finally I feel myself relax my body relieves the presence which was not so distant long ago. Softly I place my head upon his.
“I love you” he says and I pull him towards me kissing him passionately.
~ AJ ~
I sat waiting patiently in the hotels dinning area for one the superstars on the WWE rooster. I had to meet with them to discuss their new storyline that we, the creative team, had come up with. I sipped slowly on my hot coffee and sighed, I had been waiting internally way to long, but he was known to be late, though he was never late when I met with him.
His figured walked into view and spot me sitting off in the corner by myself near the wide panel window. I glanced over and smiled when he spotted me. He walked over and as I got closer I stood. I held my hand out to shake, but he pulled me into a tight, warm hug. I sighed, “this is business Good, now please, please sit.”
He grumbled and sat, I pushed the cup of warm coffee towards him. He sighed, “thanks, Rox.”
I looked at him, studied him if you will. He had been out late, again. I sighed, “you were out again, that’s why you were late…”
“I invited you, didn’t I?” he asked sipping the coffee, hissing as it burnt his tongue.
I sighed, “you did, but I told you we had business to take care of this morning.”
“What is it then?” he hissed getting tired of me repeating.
I sighed and pulled out a black folder with a WWE logo on the front. I handed it to him and smiled as a waitress walked over with food. I smiled as she placed what I ordered for Jon in front of him, then my massive stake of pancakes in front of me. He saw the food and shoved the folder to the side, “you ordered me breakfast?”
I nodded, “of course, I knew you’d be hungry.”
He nodded and dove right into the omelet I ordered him, “thanks Roxy.”
I nodded and placed syrup on my pancakes and dove into mine. I smiled over at him, “is that good or you just that hungry?”
“Both, hey, why didn’t I get pancakes?” he asked pouting.
“Because have a big match tonight,” I said and cut a few pieces up.
He pouted at me still, “I love pancakes, and, is, is that blueberries?”
I nodded and sighed, “fine, do you want a bite?”
He nodded, “yes!”
I chuckled and stabbed a cut stack and held it out for him, he ate it off my fork, causing me to blush, “what I don’t get to try yours?”
He smiled and cut a piece, “it’s only fair, I guess.”
I smiled and ate it off his fork, “oh, God, that is good.” I instantly covered my mouth, “sorry.”
He laughed, “it’s fine.”
I smiled and went back to eating my pancakes. He finished and pushed his plate aside and opened the folder. He groaned, “what is this shit Rox?”
“What’s what?” I asked, forgetting to swallow before speaking. What was I kidding, he’s my best friend…
“This? Eva is going to be ringside for me now on? Oh and we’re suppose to be a power couple?” he asked getting angry.
“Yeah, we’re trying to find something for her to do, you know get her more limelight,” I said shrugging and took a sip of water. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s pure bull shit and I’m not fucking doing it,” he said closing the folder.
“You want a paycheck, you will,” I growled back, not liking his bitter attitude.
“Seriously, was this your idea? If so it’s pathetic,” he said and I groaned. I was in favor for it. I was mad as ever. “You know I can’t stand her. I thought you were my friend.”
“I am, Jon, you are my best friend,” I said softly.
“Really, doesn’t seem like anymore,” he said and shook his head.
I slapped him, I was mad, I gasped after I did. He stood, angered and looked at me, “shouldn’t have done that.”
I looked down, scared a little, “I’m sorry, Jon, I’m so sorry, Jonthan, I didn’t mean too.”
He was gone before he could even here my apology. I grabbed my stuff, throwing down a hundred and hurrying after him. I got to him at the elevator. I slipped in before it closed. I looked at him, “seriously, don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry, I was mad you were saying we weren’t friends.”
He looked at me, “I didn’t think we were just friends Roxy.”
I looked at him, “what do you mean Jon?”
I was so confused, what was that suppose to mean? He pushed me into the wall of the elevator and pined me against it. I gasped and he kissed me roughly, “I love you Roxy, I love you.”
I gasped again, holding his face in my hands, “what?”
He sighed, “I love you, I’ve grown to love you over the last couple years. You are my best friend, you get me.”
I smiled and cupped his cheek, “I love you too.”
He smiled and kissed me back roughly, “can I show you?”
I nodded slowly, “I’d like that.”
The door opened and he carried me down the hall towards my hotel room, I pushed the key in the door and opened it as his lips found my neck and worked down towards the exposed cleavage. I sighed heavily, “yes.”
He smirked and lowered me to my hotel bed, “do you know how long I have wanted to touch this body over yours in a way I never thought I would…”
I nodded, “probably as long as I wanted you too…”
He pushed at the thin skirt material of my dress and smirked when he realized I was clad under it, “what is this? Did someone forget to put something on today?”
I shook my head, “nope.”
He smirked, “you are a naughty girl, very naughty.”
I nodded, “I’ve learned from the best…”
He chuckled softly, “we’re going to see just how naughty you really are.”
I smirked gripped him by the shirt and tugged it over his head, I ran my finger nails down his chest slowly, “this, this is all mine.”
“All yours,” he smirked and attacked my lips. I arched my body into him, dying for his hands to roam my body like crazy.
I groaned and sighed, “please.”
He smirked and tugged his jeans free and I shimmed out of my dress tossing it to the floor. I sighed and looked at Jon as he dug in his jean pocket, “fuck.”
I groaned, “what?”
“I don’t have a any fucking condoms,” he groaned looking down at his clothes strewn.
I pulled him to the bed, “I don’t fucking care, just make love to me already…”
He nodded and positioned himself, “ready?”
“Fuck, yes, please,” I whined gripping his hips, digging my nails into him.
He slid into me quickly, pausing for me to adjust. With a quick nod from me, he pounded in and out of me, quicker with each thrust. Our bodies, they, they fit so perfectly together. It was like, we were meant to be intertwined together.
We both climaxed and I laid curled in his arms, “I’ll fix the new storyline, I promise.”
He smiled widely, “good because you don’t need no competition.”
I giggled and nodded, “damn straight.”
I hope you loved, I enjoyed writing it for you! <3 Cay