My first attempt at writing any kind of fan fiction. That's what AJPunk has done to me. I want to give special thanks to a couple of great ladies and fellow AJPunk shippers that have given me loads of encouragement, suggestions and advice to do this and go public with the story. XxPunkleexX and Kelzo85are the best. Thanks ladies.

This story is the first in a potential series of related one shots I like to call Natural Dynamite. First up... Merry AJPunkmas.

Warning... This one is not for the kiddies. Love and smut ahoy!

It was the weekend before the annual WWE Christmas break, when all the Superstars and Divas got time off to spend with their loved ones. For CM Punk and AJ Lee that meant as soon as they finished pre-taping episodes of RAW and Smackdown, they had a few whirlwind stops to make and he wasn't looking forward to the travel. Punk was not in the best mood to begin with. Seeing his girlfriend kissing another guy just didn't sit well with him. Even though his head knew it just a storyline and Nick was a good guy who only thought of AJ as a friend... He had even told Punk it felt like kissing his sister in a very creepy way... Punk was still not a happy camper. His jealous, possessive Alpha male heart screamed "Take your damn hands and lips off my woman. She's one girlfriend you're not going to steal because I will beat your ass!" While he was cool with Nick, he was ready to beat the hell out of "Dolph." AJ thought it was cute. Punk did not. He couldn't wait until the Rumble when they were going to reveal that AJ was playing Dolph and had been with Punk all along. AJ told him the so called "#AJPunk" and "#HeelAJPunk" shippers would probably make the Internet explode. He didn't really care what the shippers thought as long as he and AJ could finally be free to be together on screen as well as off.

After taking his bus from Pittsburgh to New Jersey and meeting her parents for the first time... where much to his relief, her dad gave them his blessing, they caught a redeye to Chicago where they planned to spend the Christmas break. While Christmas wasn't his favorite holiday, it was April's favorite and he wanted their first Christmas together to be special. His sisters loved Christmas as well and on their last trip to Chicago a few weeks prior, AJ and his sisters had decorated his Chicago home with the full trimmings. Punk thought it looked like a Christmas bomb had gone off, but AJ loved it, so he was happy to deal with it.

As Christmas Eve dawned on the city, AJ was so excited. Her first Christmas with Phil was something she wanted to remember forever. They were spending the whole day with his family and coming back to his place for a private celebration. She shivered just thinking about it. AJ was thrilled that Punk was off his crutches now (but still using them on TV for story purposes) and couldn't wait to spend the day with his family and the man she loved. After a long, but enjoyable day with his family, it was finally time to head home... AJ realized with a small smile that she was beginning to think of his place as their home.

Punk went directly to the bedroom and changed into a pair of well-worn sweats. When he returned to the living room, AJ was waiting on him and sipping on a cup of hot apple cider, her favorite winter drink. She was sitting on the couch staring out the window into the cold, snowy Chicago night. Punk sat next to her as she set the mug down and moved to straddle his legs. AJ leaned down to kiss him. She moved her lips along his in a well-practiced rhythm and slid her tongue into his mouth. "Mmmm… Phil and hot apple cider… a perfect combination."

She stood up and began walking to the bedroom. She peaked over her shoulder, smiled and said "Sit tight. I'll be right back."

Punk swore he began to vibrate. He stood up to light a fire in the fireplace. The tree was already lit and the firelight and twinkling tree lights cast a warm glow over the chilled, darkened room.

Several minutes later, AJ emerged from the bedroom wearing a little red Christmas teddy… complete with Santa hat. She smiled and spun around, asking "You like?"

"No" Punk replied, "I LOVE!"

She laughed. It was one of the best sounds in the world. Punk loved making AJ laugh. She climbed on the couch again, mounting him. AJ leaned forward and kissed him slow and deep. He moved his hands up her back and into her long dark hair. Punk loved her hair, how soft and silky it was, how he felt like he could spend hours threading his hand and fingers through it. She trailed her hands down his chest and stomach where she traced his Straight Edge tattoo before slipping her fingers into the waistband of the sweats. She skimmed her fingers back and forth along his lower abdomen. "Sooo… would you like to unwrap anything you see?" she whispered.

Punk's cock was already so hard, it was standing straight up, making a big tent in the front of his pants. "Oh yeah. The present I see right here" he murmured against her lips.

He bent her back and began to kiss her neck and suck on her pulse point. Punk could tell she was already wet, which just excited him more. He leaned back, taking hold of the thin red straps, slowly peeling them off her shoulders and continued to pulling until he had the teddy bunched around her waist. AJ's nipples were hard and dusky. He leaned in and took her right nipple into his mouth, his eyes capturing hers. His dimples were evident as he grinned. His tongue darted out to lick and swirl around the hard little peak. AJ gasped. Punk never broke eye contact with her as he bit and worried her nipple and then licked and soothed the sensitive bud. His healthy male ego got a little healthier as she shuddered under his gaze. AJ began to fall into the combination of lust and love she was feeling from just his intense stare. When she factored in the physical sensations his mouth and hands were showering her with, she knew she was a goner, that she would happily fall forever as long as he was falling with her. He was rubbing his right thumb back and forth over her left nipple. Punk's hand then moved to her back and slipped inside the teddy so it slid over the silky smooth skin of her perfect ass. He switched to her other nipple and began to work on it with his tongue and lips. AJ moaned and pulled away so she could slide down his legs, pulling at the waistband of his sweats at the same time. He lifted his hips for her as she continued to pull. His shaft sprang free and she yanked the pants over it and completely stripped them off. AJ wrapped her hand around his cock and began to slowly stroke it. She knew that he loved her hands on him. He would smile whenever she touched him, whether it was sexual or not. He craved her touch because he knew every time she touched him; it was with all-consuming, unconditional love. The only other time he had received unconditional love was from his adopted sisters and mother as they accepted him into their hearts and home. He had never experienced a love that deep with any of the women he'd been involved with romantically or sexually until AJ entered his life. It was obviously a different type of love than he shared with his family, but it was just as powerful, if not more so. Her love for him was like a drug. It was the one drug that the Straight Edged superstar craved.

AJ used her other hand to finish pulling the teddy from her own body. She leaned in and placed her tongue on the base of his length and gave it a long slow lick from the base to the tip. He let his head fall back onto the back of couch and let out a long moan as he lost himself in the feel of AJ's mouth and hands. The next thing Punk could comprehend was the sight and feel of AJ's mouth enclosing over the head and his entire shaft sliding into her mouth. She didn't stop though as she took him in even further. AJ was deep-throating him and he was out of his mind with pleasure.

Up, down, up, down she set an intense rhythm, sucking hard, then sucking soft… Punk was losing his mind. AJ started going faster and faster and he knew he was going to explode. He didn't want to… not yet, not that way, but at the same time he so wanted more of her talented mouth and tongue. He brought his hands up and running them through her long, luscious hair, took a firm hold of her head and stopped her. She looked up at him with those beautiful chocolate eyes that were smiling and twinkling like the lights on their tree and gave a hard suck. Punk convulsed and almost lost it right then and there. He wanted, needed to take control and AJ decided to let him have it. She arched an eyebrow at him and grinned around his shaft to let him know it was okay. He began to move her head up and down, helping her make love to him with her mouth. Punk set up a slower pace than what she had been doing, pushing her head down and bringing it back up… again and again…. directing her speed and rhythm. AJ moved her hand between her legs and began to message her clit. The sounds she was making broke through his blissful haze and Punk decided that he couldn't have all the fun. He pulled her mouth off his cock in mid-suck, with an audible wet "pop". He stood up, taking her with him. He pulled her against his chest and mouth and kissed her hard and deep. AJ gripped his head as they explored each other's mouths in a kiss that reached their very souls. Punk began to lower AJ to the floor in front of the crackling fire.

Once they were settled, with Punk hovering over her on his hands and knees, he decided it was his turn to treat her. He kissed her again, stroking his tongue in and out of her mouth, mimicking what they both so desperately yearned for another part of their bodies to be doing.

"Phil..." AJ moaned, "Please, Baby. I want... Need you so bad. I can't stand it."

He lowered his body on to hers, pressing himself fully against her. His shaft, hard and throbbing, rubbed against her heated, wet core. AJ parted her toned, muscular legs, raising her knees and began to cradle his lean hips between her thighs. Punk was ready to feel her envelop him completely, but wanted to give her more pleasure first.

He pressed their foreheads together and they breathed deeply into each other.

"Not... yet Sweetness. Not yet. I'm not done. I want to make you feel just as good as you always make me feel," Punk whispered against her lips.

AJ already felt like she was on fire. But she soon found out Punk was about to turn that fire into a raging inferno. He began to kiss and lick his way down her body. He explored and worshipped every inch of her. Beginning with her eyes, those eyes he often lost himself in while gazing into them. He kissed her eyelids and slid down her cheek. He moved to her neck and nuzzled and licked and kissed behind her irresistible ear. He was overwhelmed with the intoxicating scent of vanilla and bubblegum that came from her shampoo and body wash. From there he made his way down to the valley between her perfect breasts. He paid careful attention to her sensitized nipples once again. Licking and sucking on one then the other. AJ clawed at the plush carpet on the floor, feeling overwhelmed, but also knowing in the back of her mind that he was just getting warmed up. As Punk moved lower, down her flat stomach, he swirled his tongue around her belly button, forcing one of her precious giggles from her. He continued to move lower until he was facing her hot, dripping wet center.

"My, my, my... What have we here?" he rumbled. Her core clenched at the sound of his voice. She could feel, rather than see, his smile. That same smile that she knew was for her and her only... his "April smile." She was about to say something, but the thought disappeared as she felt him give her a slow, powerful lick from the bottom of her lips to the top. AJ felt like her back might just break as she bent and arched upward from the sheer pleasure his tongue gave her. She tried to grip his hair, but was met with frustration when he couldn't grab hold of any due to him keeping it shaved for his heel persona. She convulsed again as she felt his tongue and lips on her clit and one, then two of his oh so talented fingers enter her. Punk began rocking his fingers in and out of her slowly. He pulled back and placed a wet kiss against the inside of her thigh. AJ was shaking with desire now, making Punk grin like a fool. He curled his fingers inside her while tracing circles around her clit with his thumb. AJ gasped and let loose a flood of her natural moisture while bucking and writhing. It's just what Punk was waiting for as he attacked with his mouth again. He licked, sucked and nibbled everywhere his lips and tongue could reach. AJ arched up, slamming her center into his face, her whole body going rigid with the force of her orgasm. Punk slid his hands under her backside and held her to him, taking everything she offered. Just as she was coming down from that incredible high, he bit down with just enough pressure on her clit that it sent her rocketing off on a second jet fueled orgasm.

AJ screamed "Oh GOD! Phiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill!"

She collapsed to the floor, covered in a fine sheen of sweat, trembling uncontrollable. Punk rose up to his hands and knees and slowly crawled over her, like a lion stalking its prey. Which she kind of was, she thought, since he had just so completely devoured her. He hovered over her, dark brown eyes meeting green ones. Her womb clenched and her heart swelled with what she saw there... desire, lust, possessiveness, admiration and mostly love. His eyes held so much love for her, AJ felt like she might begin to cry. It must have shown on her face because Punk suddenly looked confused.

"April... Sweetness... What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm more than okay Phil. My life... It's perfect now. I never thought it could be this good, this... Magical."

He smiled his AJ-smile again. A smile that AJ knew he only showed her and no other person. It was a smile that revealed his heart and his soul to her. As much as that smile meant to her though, she decided she wanted a different look on his face at that moment. She rolled her hips upward and wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind his back. Her wet, swollen center smacked against his groin. She began to slide back and forth, rubbing her folds against the length of his cock. It was a good thing his Straight Edge lifestyle had taught him about self-control because he felt like without it, he would just spill himself right then and there before he could be where he really wanted to be... Buried to the hilt as deep inside AJ as he could get. He sat back, pulling AJ with, still wrapped around him. His hand went to her hips, stilling her desperate movements.

She pouted in the most seductive way. "No fair Baby. I want to tease you as much as you did me."

Punk laughed. "The difference, April my love, is that you can orgasm multiple times. I, on the other hand, am kind of limited. So if you keep doing that, and make me finish before I want to... You'll find a lump of coal in your stocking in the morning."

"Okay. Fair point," she conceded with a giggle.

She brought her lips to his and the kiss added fuel to the raging fire that was already between them. Punk's tongue demanded entry into her mouth and AJ readily granted it. Their tongues dueled and danced. Their kiss blended into a heady mixture of their night... apple cider, his essence from her earlier oral ministrations and hers from his activities. It was overwhelming for both of them. Their breathing became rapid and AJ felt tears threaten to fall. "Please, Phil. Please... I need you so bad right now. I need you inside of me. I need to feel you as deep as you can get. Make love to me."

"No."

"No? Why not?"

"Because... I don't want to make love to you. I want to make love with you."

"Oh," she whispered against his lips.

And with that... Punk shifted his hips slightly and entered her in one swift, powerful stroke. They both gasped. It felt so good, it felt so right, like there was nothing more right in the whole world. It felt like love. It felt like home.

AJ wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders. Punk's hands slipped down to grip her ass and pull her harder against him with each thrust of his hips. Soon she began to move against him all on her own, so his hands traveled up the bronze, smooth perfect skin of her back and into her hair again. He held her to him by the back of her head and she did the same as they tried to consume each other with their kiss. They continued their age old dance with each other, rocking their hips, almost as if they were trying to become one. Punk pulled away from her lips for just a moment to get a breath of air and that's when he saw it out of the corner of his eye. Their reflection in the large picture window that looked out over the city was... magical. It's not like they hadn't seen themselves before as they had made a few of their own private videos... The ones after Money in the Bank and Night of Champions being his personal favorites, but this... this was different. They were reflected in the glass, with the lights of Chicago behind them and the fireplace casting a warm glow over them.

"April," he whispered, "Look. Look at us. See what we look like."

AJ turned her head ever so slightly to see what he was talking about. She lost her breath and this time the tears did begin to fall. "Oh. Phil... My God... We're..."

"Beautiful," he finished for her.

They continued to move against, onto and into each other. The pace began to quicken. AJ's hard, peaked nipples created delicious trails of friction as they rubbed against his chest. They slowly began to lose control, their movements becoming erratic. They were both approaching their ultimate release. The walls of her core began to spasm and grip his shaft tighter and tighter. His cock began to throb even more as he prepared to release himself into her. He angled his thrust ever so slightly and hit her g-spot just right. AJ went off like a bomb. She coated his groin with the evidence of the intensity of her orgasm. Punk was right behind her, finally exploding himself filling her womb with several powerful spurts.

They collapsed backwards onto the floor, breathing heavily, Punk still buried deep inside of AJ's body. She raised her head and looked down on his face. His eyes were closed and he had the most beautiful smile there. She lowered her face to kiss him and he wrapped his arms around her back and deepened the kiss.

He broke the kiss and nuzzled her neck as he asked, "You ready for bed?"

"Mmmmmhmmmmm," she purred.

He laughed again. "Someone sounds satisfied."

"Mmmmmhmmmmm."

"My girl."

Punk stood, bringing her with him. He bent and scooped her under her knees, wanting to carry her bridal style. AJ tried to stop him, saying "Phil, no. Your knee Baby."

"It's okay. Feels better. Trust me."

"Okay."

He carried her down the hall to their bed. Setting her on the edge, he pulled back the warm blankets and AJ climbed in. Punk immediately followed on his side of the bed. They wrapped their arms tightly around each other, snuggling deep into the covers. AJ let out a big yawn.

"Tired?" Punk asked.

"Tired and numb, but in a very good way."

They both smiled and moved in for a sweet, gentle kiss.

"I love you so much, Phil."

"I love you more than I thought I could ever love another person, April."

"Merry Christmas, Baby."

"Merry Crimmus, Sweetness."

He pulled her closer than before and began to drift off to sleep. AJ smiled as she too began to fall asleep thinking "He's such a cuddler."

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