Title: Submission
Pairing: AJ Lee (April Jeannette) /CM Punk (Phil Brooks), Implied Punk/Eve Torres, Jeff Hardy/Phil Brooks (Junk), Jeff Hardy/AJ Styles, Randy Orton/Phil Brooks (Rank/Rail), Daniel Bryan/AJ Lee, John Cena/Phil Brooks (Punkena).
Rating: Mature +
Warnings: Male/Female, Implied Male/Male (Slash) Relationships, Sex, Language, Violence, Somewhat forced BDSM relationships, Semi nonconsensual Pegging (Woman penetrating a male partner with a strap on)/ALMOST a borderline rape scene, etc.*In Chapter 2*
Summary: After watching her best friend continually hurt himself, be it physically (Hiding his injuries and continuing to wrestle for the sake of his WWE Championship) or emotionally (getting with people who don't give two shits about him) using him to get ahead (Eve), for sex (Jeff; Orton) and just to have something over his head (Cena). No matter how many times she tries to tell him, he never listens and always ends up broken in the end, with her to pick up the pieces of his heart that his lovers leave behind. Well AJ Lee has seen enough, and she's decided that she wants him for herself. No more fixing him, she'll never let him get broken again, because he WILL submit to her by all means possible in every way.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters what so ever. I just own the writing. That's it.
AJ/Punk: Submission
"Phil?" April Jeannette called skipping up to the WWE Champion, CM Punk, otherwise known as Phil Brooks backstage. Phil smiled turning around to face the pint sized WWE Diva, his current on screen stalker. "Hey AJ! What's up?" He asked grinning down at her. AJ bit her bottom lip, glancing up at the man she was absolutely head over heels for, it was really too bad that he was blind to see just how much she really cared for him. She was always the one there for him when shit hit the fan and when nobody wanted to help him; it was her that stayed loyal by his side.
"Oh… nothing really. What about you Champ?" She asked flashing him a bright smile. Phil fought his blush away; the girl really didn't know just how gorgeous she really was, especially when she smiled. She was his best friend, and he was actually surprised with how close they had grown since she had signed with FCW in 2009.
He still remembered the day he met her, he had been dating Jeff Hardy at the time, and after their on screen feud had come to an 'end', Jeff was supposed to take time off, leaving Phil to create a group called the Straight Edge Society with Luke Gallows, Joey Mercury and a female superstar from FCW by the name of Serena Deebs.
Phil had been sent down to FCW to scout Serna's in ring ability when she had gone one on one with a young AJ Lee, one of Serena's best friends. Phil still remembered when Serena had introduced April to him, how shy she had been, how genuine, sweet and innocent she was, though quite recently it seemed that something about her had changed, and Phil couldn't put his finger on what it was exactly. All he knew for sure was that, AJ wasn't the same girl he met nearly four years earlier.
Phil and April had got to talking and soon found they had a lot in common. Both loved comics, video games, Batman, and of course wrestling as well. Every time Phil came down to scout Serena, they would talk. They had hit it off, becoming fast friends and began just enjoying one another's company, exchanging numbers to stay in contact. They got even closer when April ended up comforting Phil over the phone when Phil had found out Jeff lied to him (April had been cool with the fact that Phil was Bisexual and was completely supportive).
Jeff didn't resign his WWE contract as they had planned, after all the whole SES storyline was written for Jeff's return. Instead he jumped ship to TNA to be with AJ Styles, with whom he'd been carrying on an affair with behind Phil's back for around 3 in a half months leading up to his release. Phil was absolutely devastated, he was broken inside; he had been so sure that Jeff was the one for him. The thing that probably stung the most was the realization that Jeff threw away their 4 plus year relationship, for a 3 month fling with that TNA whore, AJ Styles.
April had been such a sweetheart, she drove 300 plus miles just to be there for him, and he still remembered that night very well, to every tiny detail, it was hard to forget. April was in a pair of purple boy shirts, and a grey teenage mutant ninja turtle shirt, sitting with her back pressed against his headboard. He was in a pair of light blue plaid pajama pants, a plain black tank top, lying with his head resting on her bare thigh, her hands gently stroking his hair back, his back facing her, one arm wrapped around his cramping midsection trying to stop the pain in his chest. His other hand held the cell phone to his ear, tears running down his already red puffy face as he listened to his ex-boyfriend trying to explain his actions.
"What do you want me to say Phil? I'm sorry." Jeff's voice came over the line, but it wasn't his Jeff, not anymore. His Jeff was sweet, his Jeff didn't sound monotone and so… emotionless, like a heartless robot. No his Jeffy would never cheat on him, his Jeffy would never even think of hurting him, in any way. This wasn't his Jeffy; his Jeffy was long gone, replaced by this… monster. The same monster that cheated on him, tore his heart out of his chest, stomped on it and threw it back in his face. No. His Jeff Hardy was long since dead.
"No Jeff. I don't fucking want to hear sorry… I want to know why you did it" he had sobbed, not far from having another breakdown. He felt April's soft hands massaging his back, before they slid comfortingly around him, almost as if to say 'I'm here for you if you need me'. He grabbed her hand with the arm that had previously been wrapped around his mid-section, his silent way of saying 'Thank you'. He heard Jeff sigh dramatically on the other end of the line, mumbling something he couldn't make out.
"You know what Phil…" Jeff started but Phil cut him off.
"Jeff I loved you! 4 years that you threw away and for what?! I… I fucking loved you, you… you were my everything! I-I-I fucking trusted you! I gave you my everything!" Phil sobbed, beyond gone, beyond the point of caring that he was completely falling apart in front of April. He honestly didn't care anymore; he was far too hurt to give a shit about any of that now.
"Phil calm down…" Jeff tried to reason over the phone but Phil snapped at him. "Don't you fucking tell me to calm down! You have no damn right anymore! I fucking gave you my heart… my soul… my body… you were my first! I gave you my virginity and you claimed to love me, yet you go and do something like this?! You never loved me!" Phil sobbed, his lithe body beginning to shake everywhere. April felt her own heart break for her friend. She'd only known him for around 6 months, but seeing him fall apart at the seams like this was tearing at her heart. She felt his body trembling against her own and wrapped her smaller arms around his much larger form, holding him as tightly as she could, whispering sweet words to try and calm him down some at least, to no avail.
"Phil-" Jeff tried to cut in but Phil was having none of it.
"No! Tell me why?! What did I do wrong Jeffy? What…" Phil's voice broke off into sobs as Jeff sighed and rubbed his temples on the other end of the line. "Phil… It wasn't you… It's me alright. I just… didn't… shit… Look it's like this… the sex was good… but I never truly loved you…" Jeff admitted feeling like the biggest asshole in the world when he heard Phil's gasp of pain, heard his barely controlled sobs as he finally let himself brake down. "You…You… You… fucking… lied to… lied to me?" Phil asked meekly, his stuttering words interrupted by choked back sobs. "You…"
"Yes. I used you. I wanted you. I got you. Now I'm through with you. That simple Brooks." Jeff hissed before he slammed the phone down on the receiver, rolling over to finish what he started earlier with AJ Styles.
"Wow Jeffy… oh so harsh on our poor wittle Punky." AJ mocked pulling the Enigma on top of him and wrapping his legs around his waist.
"Shut the fuck up Styles and put your whore mouth back to work! Phil always was so much better at sucking my cock than you… prove me wrong." The Antichrist hissed before adding. "And when you're done, I'm fucking your ass through this bed. Whore." As he shoved his cock back down AJ's throat, letting out an inhuman growl feeling Style's throat convulse around him.
Phil let out a choked sob, letting the phone fall from his hand, feeling completely numb as April tightened her embrace, softly kissing his cheek, whispering that it was all going to be okay in his ear. "I… loved him… he never… loved me… just… used me… like a cheap whore…" Phil whispered numbly as April narrowed her eyes. "You are no whore. If anything, Jeff and that phenomenal slut are the whores. You're better than Jeff, you can do way better. I know it hurts…. But things will get better. I promise you it will." She whispered as Phil sniffled and cuddled up against her, letting her hold him. April grabbed Phil's cell phone that he had dropped carelessly on the bed after Jeff's confession, sitting it on the nightstand next to the bed so that nothing happened to it.
"I just… I'm sorry April… I just don't think it will… it hurts so fucking bad… chest hurts… heart hurts… don't want it anymore… I was so stupid to believe… that love was… real" He spat burying his face in her shoulder mumbling tearfully. "I don't want to hurt anymore… don't want to feel anything anymore".
April felt her heart breaking for Phil, not knowing exactly what to say to put him at ease, to take his pain away… to just make him okay again, to bring her Phil back to her, the smiling, somewhat sarcastic, teddy bear she was so used to seeing, not this broken man in front of her. She closed her eyes to fight off her own tears, listening to Phil's heart wrenching sobs as he clung to her as though she were his life line, as though he'd lost everything and she was all he had left. His last remaining shard of sanity, the only thing keeping him from floating away into a bottomless black pit and losing himself completely, was her.
April was at a loss, she didn't know what else to do, so she just held him tighter, pulled him closer and whispered "You'll be okay. Just let go. I'm here. I've got you" softly into his dark locks, her own tears filling her eyes as Phil screamed into her shoulder, his scream of anguish forcing the first few tears to fall. His body shook violently as sobs wracked his form and for the first time in what seemed like forever, he just let go. Let himself fall, hit the bottom, and completely break into millions of tiny shards, trusting her to piece him back together, to pick him up; trusting her to save him. "That's it Phil" She whispered tearfully. "Just let go. I'm here. Always" She promised listening to his sobs eventually subside into even breathing, still clinging to April, reminding her of a scared little boy, needing that assurance, that everything would be okay. April wanted to be that assurance. She fully planned on it.
Once Phil had cried himself to sleep, his head now resting on April's lap, she mentally vowed that nobody would ever hurt this man like this again. 'Over my dead body' April thought silently sliding her fingers through Phil's thick onyx locks, gently tucking the loose strands behind his ears, noting how peaceful he looked as he slept silently, his arms wrapped firmly around her much smaller frame. A tremor went through Phil's body, a single tear slid down his cheek, and April didn't have to wonder if it was Jeff he was dreaming about, because she already knew. She leaned down and pressed her lips softly against his cheek, taking his tears away with the kiss. She pulled away, leaning up and gently kissing his forehead, murmuring softy "You're okay Philly. Everything's going to be fine. I promise. I'm here. It's okay".
April smiled softly feeling Phil's body relax slightly, returning to the previous peaceful slumber. She picked up a comic book, slowly skimming through it, doing anything to keep herself awake, vowing to watch over Phil like a hawk, after all what were best friends for? Hours passed by, April occupied her time either watching Phil, reading comics or playing her Nintendo DS with the volume all the way down so as not to disturb the poor boy, she had gotten really into her game when Phil sat up quickly, glancing around the room, worry, and… fear etched on his face as he backed himself into a corner of the bed. April quickly set her DS down on the night stand quickly moving to the Chicago native's side. "Phil?" she asked blinking in concern, gripping his shoulders gently yet firm enough to hold him against the headboard.
"It's okay. You're safe. It's just me, April. Remember?" She asked softly watching the realization dawn on Phil, his face falling as everything came crashing back. He bit his bottom lip, forcing the tears back as April helped him settle back into bed, Phil resting his head back down on April's lap, getting comfortable. "Bad dream?" She questioned stroking his hair back gently as Phil sniffled and shook his head. "No… bad reality" he mumbled snuggling back into his original place, trying to go back to sleep. "I'm sorry baby… I know it won't help… but if you want… you can play my Nintendo DS… or read some of my comic books I brought with me… Or I could read them to you… sort of like a bed time story." She teased as Phil's lips quirked slightly at the comment.
"Really?" He asked lifelessly, trying to force sarcasm to put April at ease, knowing he failed miserably. April shrugged, nodding her head 'yes' with a small smile gracing her lips at Phil's efforts to make HER feel better when he felt like shit. He was such a sweetheart, even when he felt the lowest of the low, he still tried to make her feel better, knowing she hates seeing him in any kind of distress, physical, or emotional, she hated it. "Yeah why not? I mean I have some good ones here, and you could really use some more rest. God knows you don't get enough sleep as it is." She murmured gently, before reaching over to grab the small stack of comic books by the bed. Phil's lips quirked once again in something that almost resembled a smile as he made himself even more comfy while April dug through them, looking for a really good one and hoping that Phil hadn't read it yet.
"Okay. Fine… I can handle a bed time story… if it's a good one." Phil murmured blinking his eyes tiredly as April held one up in success smiling to herself. She flipped it open and began to read, the bored look gone from Phil's face, replaced by one of intrigue as April continued to read. April suppressed a smile, seeing the childlike excitement, a look of absolute wonder on the SES' leader's face as she neared the story's climax, the pain temporarily forgotten, either that or Phil was really good at masking it for her benefit.
"That… was epically… awesome. Thanks for that." He murmured looking slightly distracted, cuddling back up to April as she set the books back down. "Mhm. I told you it would be. Bed time Philly." She whispered stroking his hair back as he rested his chin on his arms. "I really don't want to go back to sleep… I'll just keep dreaming about him… I just want to forget… everything. Our first date… the first kiss… the first time we made love... I just kind of don't… want… to live anymore." Phil mumbled as his eyes teared up once again. April felt her heart ache at Phil's confession, tugging him closer to her, holding him silently. "You're going to live. I won't let you leave me. I'll be here for you… always. Hell or high water… I'll be here" she whispered.
"Phil? Earth to Punk?" AJ called waving her hand in front of his face, poking his side, bringing him back to the present. He blinked and glanced down at the concerned pint sized brunette, smiling softly. "I'm sorry… was thinking… what'd you say?" He asked smiling as AJ giggled. "I asked what you were up to…. What are you thinking about Champ?" she asked as Phil shook his head. "Nothing really." He murmured as AJ shook her head. "No. You were gone… like totally gone. I'm talking nobody home- gone. Don't leave me like that. It was kind of scary." She admitted as Phil chuckled.
"Anymore scary than your psychotic side?" he teased as April smirked up at him. "Yes. I'd be alone with Cena, Orton, Rhodes, Mike, Danielson, and the rest of the jocks and assholes. Oh god, except for Kaitlyn, Nattie and Beth the Divas would be the worst!" she exclaimed as Phil snickered. "Hey Eve isn't that bad."
April rolled her eyes at him defending his new flame… or was he her flame cause she pretty much made him her bitch, he did whatever she wanted him to do, and it just made her hate Eve even more. She wasn't jealous… it was just that… okay… maybe she was jealous just a tad bit, but Phil was hers! "She really is Phil. You're only saying that because you're fucking her… or is she fucking you?" She snorted as Phil chuckled. "Hey be nice AJ...Put the claws away kitty… Be a good psycho" he teased as April turned around and mock hissed showing her nails at him. Phil smirked and shook his head at her. "I need to go find Eve speaking of her…" He murmured as April sighed.
"What? What's wrong?" He asked as she simply shook her head. "Nothing" she muttered as Phil hugged her from behind, tucking his chin over her shoulder. "Quit it Pikachu… don't shut me out." He murmured softly in her ear making her shudder at the feeling of his warm breath washing over the sensitive skin of her neck, leaving goose bumps in its wake, hearing his nickname for her, hearing him say it so soft just did things to her. "Please… You know I'll always need you. You're my best friend… Hell or high water… remember?" She forgot that Phil wasn't hers for a moment, pushing her head back to rest on his shoulder, closing her eyes, listening to his soothingly sweet voice, telling her he still needed her, that he would always need her. She knew he would, the boy got himself in more trouble than he could deal with. Jeff wasn't the only guy to have fucked this sweet angel over. No because after him, there was 'The Viper' Randy Orton.
"Why are you still with Randy Orton? You know he's only using you!" April exclaimed as Phil sighed running a hand over his now short hair. "Why? How could he be using me… for what? He's got more pull in the company than I do." He tried to reason but April simply shook her head. "For sex Phil. He doesn't care about you! He doesn't love you… I hate to say this and be the bearer of bad news… but that rumor about him and Cody… isn't just a rumor… I heard him… with Cody Rhodes… in the locker room… He's cheating on you Phil." She murmured as Phil licked his suddenly dry lips.
"Randy wouldn't do that to me… not after I told him about… Je-Jeff. He said this would happen too… you know…" He stuttered as April pursed her lips. "That people would try to break us up… say shit about him… try to make him look bad… so that I'd dump him…" he continued softly.
"What the hell! Phil fucking… listen to yourself… You're accusing me of… baby I wouldn't lie to you. I. Would. NEVER. Lie. To. You." April said glaring at the man she considered her best friend. "Randy wouldn't lie to me either. He loves me." He replied stubbornly as April sneered and screamed. "You mean like Jeff loved you!" before she could stop herself. Phil flinched violently, at both the words and the fact that April had never yelled at him until now.
April bit her bottom lip seeing the tears gathering in Phil's eyes, knowing he wasn't completely over Jeff yet, feeling like shit for what she said, though she knew he needed to hear it. "Phil…" She started softly reaching for Phil but the Nexus Leader stepped out of her reach, shaking his head and keeping his gaze on the ground.
"I… I got to go" He mumbled turning and running away in the opposite direction, his only thought was to get away from his best friend who he thought cared about him and his happiness; but he'd been wrong about things in the past as well so nothing surprised him anymore.
After that April had confronted Randy, both about the lies he'd been feeding Phil and what she heard from his locker room. Randy simply told her to piss off, and that Phil was his, and he'd do or say whatever he wanted to, or with him. Her hand still stung from how hard she slapped him. She'd lost it after he said that, slapping him as hard as she could, kicking him below the belt, and then punching him in the jaw with the same hand for good measure, suffering a sprained wrist from it. It was well worth it, he had it coming. Nobody treated her best friend and the man that she loved like that, ever.
A few days later he humiliated Phil, dumping him in front of the entire locker room. Just like with Jeff, she picked up the pieces once again. She still remembered when Phil came to her hotel room door, knocking very lightly, and April had kept quiet inside her room, watching him fall apart through the peep hole in the door. Her heart broke as he sobbed, choking up, tugging at what little hair had grown back since Rey shaved his head, whispering "I'm sorry April… I'm sorry." Before he turned his back and started walking away. She remembered the panic she felt, quickly yanking the door open, running up to him, wrapping her arms around him from behind, holding him against her much smaller form.
"Come on… back to my room. I'll take care of you." She remembered whispering as Phil fell apart clutching her tightly against him. She quickly led him back to her room, and just like with Jeff, she held him all night as he apologized for his words over and over, and she shushed him. "I know… it was Randy. I don't care what you said earlier… It's okay… I'm here just like I promised that I would be." She had murmured softly, kissing his head gently as he broke down, holding tightly to her. They had stayed like that all night, April had ordered a pizza, requesting the pizza guy to bring a bottle of Pepsi, just for Phil.
Then after Randy there was the 'Chain gang commander in chief' John Cena. The only reason he slept with Phil, or rather Phil bothering with him, was because John had black mailed Phil into sleeping with him. Phil kept quiet about it, basically doing whatever John wanted, whenever John wanted it and April originally thought the two were an item, but that was not the case at all. John had found out about Phil's Bisexuality and threatened to out him to the public if Phil wouldn't be his fuck buddy on call. Whenever John called for sex, Phil would come running, doing whatever he could to protect not only himself and his own career, but Jeff's and Randy's as well.
Even though both men had treated the Chicago Native poorly, both breaking his heart, neither deserving his sacrifice and yet there he was, saving them and sacrificing himself, his own body and his own happiness for them. That went to show just what a wonderful, amazing human being he truly was. April was pissed when she found out what John had been doing to her Punky, she threatened to tell Vince about it, and John relented, telling Phil the deal was over and that he'd leave him alone, keeping his mouth shut about everything. Phil had been so relieved, so happy to be free from John's chain. April remembered the tearful hug he gave her when she told him it was her that saved him, again. He really did owe her a lot, though April knew then, that later on, all her protectiveness, it would certainly pay off with the ultimate prize, Phil himself.
She smiled softly, feeling Phil's arms tighten around her, pulling her out of her memory and back into the present. "Please April… don't be mad at me. You know that without you… There'd be no me." He mumbled into her ear, April shuddered at the mere thought of him not being there. "Don't say that. Please don't say that." She pleaded, squeezing her eyes tightly shut. Phil bit his bottom lip mumbling "It's true. If you weren't there with me that night… Well… I probably wouldn't be here right now… I'd be six feet under… You can't shut me out now… I need you… and you… you promised me." He whispered the last three words, nuzzling his nose against her neck. The feeling of him so close to her, his words, sent shivers up and down her spine, forcing her to give in.
"Okay… Okay…" She whispered back softly. "I did promise. Didn't I?" She asked as Phil chuckled softly murmuring in her ear "Yes. You did." Just as April was about to reply a shrill annoying voice she absolutely loathed cut through the air like a hot knife. "Hey Phil!" that annoying singsong voice called from behind them as April's eyes snapped open, ruining her fantasy of Eve Torres not existing. Phil sighed softly releasing his hold on April as he turned and quickly kissed his girlfriend. "Hey baby" He murmured softly. "I was just about to come find you." He mused gently with a smile as she returned it. April turned around to face the 'happy' couple, fighting to keep the glare off her face, forcing a cheesy smile.
"Hey AJ." Eve waved, sarcasm and insincerity dripping from her tone, as she smiled over at April. 'Her and her fake ass smiles, her fake feelings… everything about Eve, was fake' April thought to herself, forcing an even cheerier smile on her lips. "Hey Eve? Long time no see. How are you?" She asked using the same tone Eve had used mockingly. Phil felt awkward watching his girlfriend and his best friend get catty with each other, he felt that if this continued he'd be forced to play referee. "I'm great! How are you?" Eve replied smirking over at the much shorter diva.
April fought hard not to roll her eyes at Eve's fake enthusiastic reply. "Well… Isn't that just… wonderful to hear… Me? Oh I've been… better…" She replied trying to force a smile but it came out as a smirk instead. 'Better before you came along' She thought to herself watching as Phil nervously scratched the back of his neck. "Well… This is fun, isn't it? Erm… So… April… I'll uhh… see you around? Later on? For our segment… Okay?" He murmured forcing a smile and wrapping his arm around Eve's shoulders, leading her away before a fight could break out. April smiled sadly watching Phil walk away with his tramp... erm… girlfriend, letting out a sigh. "Yeah later." She mumbled quietly.
"Mm… Phil the reason I came looking for you… was because I wanted you… I wanted you bad." Eve started as Phil's lips quirked up into a smirk. "Then I saw you with your arms around that little fucking crazy, nerdy, childish, whore AJ…" Eve continued, her words immediately wiping the smirk off of Phil's face. "Hey look, she's my best friend okay? And she's not crazy, nor is she a whore… Don't talk about her like that! It's not like I talk about your friends… like Cody with his damn lisp… or Mike…" he hissed glaring down at his girlfriend as Eve crossed her arms glaring back.
"I swear it's like you're fucking her or something… with how close you two are I wouldn't be surprised if you were cheating on me with her" Eve muttered as Phil cupped her cheek gently. "No. I'm not fucking her, okay she's just a friend. You're the one I'm with… you're the only one that I'm fucking." He murmured back making Eve shake her head. "Prove it."
"Right here?" Phil questioned as Eve nodded, resting her back against the concrete wall of the deserted hallway. "Yes." She whispered licking her lips.
"But anyone could just..." Phil started, trying to talk her out of it but Eve was hearing none of it. Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, shushing him, Eve smashed her lips hard against his, robbing the breath from his lungs. It took Phil a few moments before he was moaning and kissing her back, feeling her hands sliding down his trunks, pushing them down as she wrapped her hand around his cock; stroking him roughly. Phil tried to get into it but found his mind wandering to thoughts of April.
Wondering how Eve, despite being his girlfriend, got off on talking shit about April, when she had no right. Even as Eve kissed him harder, shoving her tongue down his throat, all he could think of was April. He wondered how she'd taste on his tongue, and that one thought was it. Phil moaned, all of his inhibitions melting away as he thrust his cock into her palm, trying to imagine that this was April, reaching down to tug at Eve's pants, shoving them down and pressing her firmly back against the wall.
"Fuck me Punk... Now. Hard. Fast." Eve hissed before attacking his neck with rough kisses and bites, ripping groans of pain and pleasure out of the WWE Champion. "Come on… fuck me. Do it… Prove I'm, your one and only." Eve taunted, reaching in her back pocket, pulling a condom out and shoving it against Phil's chest. Phil's eyes were clouded over with lust even as Eve stood before him; all he saw in her place was AJ, as he grabbed the square package, quickly tearing it open with his teeth, rolling it onto his cock. Eve shoved her pants down a bit further, Phil turning her around to face the wall, bending her over slightly. "Brace yourself baby" He murmured quickly entering her from behind, getting a muffled scream of pleasure out of her. The fucking was hard, fast and brutal, Phil losing himself in the pleasure, not noticing that he and Eve weren't as alone as they originally thought they were.
April watched them, feeling sick to her stomach, watching the man she longed to claim as hers committing such an indecent act simply because she asked him to. The act she was witnessing simply reinforced the knowledge of what she already knew to be true. That being that Phil needed her, he needed her guidance, he damn sure needed a Dom who had his best interest at heart and that was her.
April rolled her eyes as Eve came, but found herself getting wet as Phil reached his climax, letting out a sexy moan when he came, resting his forehead against Eve's shoulder. She closed her eyes imagining that it was her making Phil moan like that, that it was her forcing him to make those sounds. Her fantasy didn't last long, she quickly made herself scarce before Phil or his whore spotted her, leaving a very awkward explanation. Besides, she knew she'd see Phil later on; they had a segment together, where she'd get to kiss him, before shoving him through a table, and she was at least looking forward to the kiss.
"Mm that was good baby" Eve murmured as Phil pulled out of her, tugging the condom off, quickly tying it and tugging his trunks up. "Sure was…" He whispered back smiling softly, watching Eve pull her pants back up and began fixing her appearance. "I'll see you around Baby…" She murmured leaning up and kissing his lips once more before walking away, leaving him slightly confused.
"Okay…" He mumbled shaking his head and heading to the nearest bathroom to dispose of the tied condom. After flushing it, and washing up, he decided to head back to his locker room, pulling one of his signature t-shirts over his head, feeling slightly indifferent about his encounter with Eve. It was good, no doubt about it, but all he thought about was his best friend, April… and that it was her he was fucking… not his girlfriend. That thought confused him to no end; he loved Eve… didn't he? So why was he thinking about AJ? He shook his head and forced the questions from his mind so that he could at lease focus on the match later that night.
This was originally going to be a one-shot, but it's at like 14,300+ words now as it is and it's not even finished. That'd be a long ass one-shot. I split it in half… ish… End of part 1. Let me know what you guys think. Part 2 will be around shortly. So please Leave a review and let me know. Thanks guys.
~ Cal.