Disclaimer: I do not own anyone in this story.
A/N: This is just a little something that got into my head and even though I didn't want to post it, someone convinced me to share it. Hopefully some of you will like and let me know what you think. Also, since English is not my native language there could be some grammatical errors in this so please forgive ;)
Rating: M for sexual content.
Bound To You
Beth couldn't remember ever feeling so nervous in her life. Her heart was beating unmercifully fast inside her chest, her palms were sweating and her stomach was hurting like never before. She was even feeling the beginning of a headache right beneath her skull and if it wasn't because she was siting, she would definitely feel her legs failing under her height.
It was ridiculous to feel like that and she knew it, but as the time kept passing by and the clock continued to move forward, the more nervous she would get.
Taking in a deep breath and getting up to her feet, the blonde WWE Diva found out that yes, her legs were kind of shaking too and she put all her will to get them to react accordingly; after all she wasn't a teenage girl but a woman, a strong woman that shouldn't be acting like that.
With that thought in mind, Beth wiped the palms of her hands against her jeans and with her head held up high she walked right into the bathroom of her hotel room. Once there, she took a scrutinizing look at her reflection and decided that at least she wasn't looking as bad as she was feeling.
Sure, she was looking pale in comparison to her regular self but that wasn't so bad. At least her eyes were bright and clear and with the touch of dark brown eye-liner she applied earlier that night, the blue of her irises were beautifully marked.
He had once told her that he liked her eyes and that night she had hoped to appeal to him with her them, even if that was the only hook she physically had on him.
Puffing out a breath and shaking her head, Beth took hold of her lip gloss and put a bit of it on her lips, after that she fixed her hair and forced a smile upon herself. "Smile, Elizabeth… after all this is what you wanted."
Blinking a few times, the former WWE Women's champion tilted her head to the side and relaxed her features. Yes, this was indeed what she wanted and she couldn't backtrack now; not when she has gathered all her strength to ask him and definitely not when he has said yes.
Now, it was true that he has taken a little over two weeks to give her a definitive answer but at the end that answer has been yes. Not that she blamed him for the late reply, after all what she asked him wasn't something a woman usually asked her best friend and when she decided to give it a try she has done so with the knowledge that he could say no.
And really, after witnessing the face he put when she asked him, the Buffalo native has been almost sure that his answer was going to be a negative one because really, it was clear that he wasn't expecting her to ask him to be the father of her child and he was kind of freaked out.
Back to that moment, she had wanted him to make him feel at ease so she even told him that she wasn't expecting anything more from him and that if he accepted he didn't even have to put his name on the baby's birth certificate. And he really didn't have to, she just didn't want the father of her baby to be a stranger but someone she loved and knew.
Who cared if at the end she would have to raise the baby on her own? She wouldn't be the first one or the last woman to do so and she was willing to do it.
Ahh… maybe she should have done like her mother told her and she should just have just gone out there to find a nice man whom she could marry and have babies the conventional way.
That would have been lovely, sure; but Beth knew that nice men were scarce and that she couldn't order one by catalogue just like that. That was why she decided to visit the clinic and see her options.
That has been over a year now, right before she hit the big thirties and she has thought and thought about it until her mind was made, she wanted a baby now that she was relatively young more than she wanted to keep pursuing her career and if he accepted, she wanted Phil to be the father.
Luckily for her he said yes, after thinking about it he said yes and the conversation that followed was even weirder than the one where she basically asked for his sperm. But it was just that she doubted that her friend was familiar with the whole in vitro fertilization progress so she started to explain to him the procedures; she told him what he had to do, what clinic she was going to go and all that…
But before she was finished talking, the man lifted a hand and chuckled, telling her that he was not going to do the IVF thing and that if they were going to go on with the whole thing, they were going to do it the old fashion way. He also wanted his name on the birth certificate and he wanted to be a part of the whole process.
Now… tough and brave as she was, Beth remembered how profusely she blushed when he told her the first part of his conditions because she plain and simple hadn't been expecting that.
Sure, he has always been touchy friendly with her he has never done so in a way that wasn't chaste and pure friendly. But now… now all that was going to change because to create a baby together the old fashion way they obviously had to have sex and to have sex they had to do more than touching.
Shaking her head, Beth opened the faucet and washed her hands. She didn't know what kind of touching they were going to do that night but she definitely didn't want to gross him out with sweaty hands.
Once she was done with that, she took in a deep breath and tried to relax. "Come on, it's not like you haven't done this before." She muttered to herself as she turned to her side to take a look at her outfit.
Now, she hadn't know what she had to wear for the occasion so she just opted to be casual; jeans, a little bit of make-up, cute shirt and hair down. Not that it mattered; because technically speaking the only thing she had to take off were her pants and undies.
Hell, they didn't even have to kiss because now that she was ovulating and her temperature was right he just had to come in and she just had to get him in the mood so he could get an erection; then he would put it in her, cum and that was it.
"God, who am I kidding? This is bad!" She whispered while covering her face with her hands.
Sure, she has done it before but never like this. In her previous relationship sex was just something that happened and with Phil… well with him she didn't even have a relationship. They were just friends and they hadn't even kissed! Now from being friends they were jumping into having sex and it was just… weird.
Lowering her hands from her face, the Glamazon heard a knock on her door and after inhaling profusely she took one last look at her reflection and decided that it was the time of truth.
Clearing her throat and stepping out of the bathroom, Beth walked to the door and trying to look as calm as she could she opened it, finding Phil at the other side.
"Hey," She said with a weak smile, glad that her voice didn't betray her. "Come in."
"Hey yourself." Phil replied and as he walked in, Beth took a moment to have good look at him.
He was wearing one of his many music band t-shirt, cargo pants and sneakers; it was same ol' Phil being himself. The only thing that was missing was his customary cap and she opted for not asking him about it just because she didn't know if she would encourage some small talk.
"Do you want anything?" She asked while closing the door, resting her back against it as Phil turned around to look at her. She has ordered a few of the things she knew he liked just in case and they were on the small fridge at the small kitchen of the junior suite.
"No, I'm fine."
Nodding and feeling the awkwardness of the moment hit her full force, Beth bit on her lips and breathed in. "So…" She blurted out, hoping that he would say anything to break the ice.
She has never been a social butterfly and in awkward situations she knew Phil would always be the one making the save. But that was when it was them against the world, not her against him and right in that moment she would do anything for him to say or do something that would help her nervousness dissipate even if it was a little bit.
"So… what now?"
Looking up to him, Beth saw the Straight Edge Superstar pushing the inside of his cheek with his tongue and then it hit her; he was feeling nervous as well.
That right there took her aback because of all the possible scenarios she had made up in her mind, the last one she imagined was for Phil to be nervous. After all the man was bold and loud where she was discrete and composed so this was something new for her.
Besides, it was no secret that her good friend has gone out with some of the most beautiful women out there so that he was shy behind closed doors was inconceivable. But maybe it was not shyness; maybe it was the awkwardness of the moment speaking through him as well
"Do you want to start? I mean we can go to the room."
"Rad, let's do that." He said but even when he said that he didn't move, he just remained in place, hands hidden in the pockets of his pants and his olive green eyes fixed on her.
She wasn't moving either and finding the moment to be oddly funny she chuckled. They wouldn't be making any babies staying like that, one of them had to make the first step and if had to be her then so be it.
Swallowing hard down, the blonde Diva pushed herself away from the door and on bare feet she began to move into the bedroom. Phil followed close behind and once she was standing in front of the King size bed she swirled around, almost colliding against him but managing not to.
"I'm sorry… I didn't know you were so close." She whispered, looking up at him as the corner of his lips curved into one of his rare smiles.
"It's okay." He said with a shrug and finding him to be so close that his scent was dancing around her nose, the New Yorker swallowed hard once again.
"Yeah, well… do you want me to help you with this?" She said way too quickly and before he could respond she lowered her gaze and started to fumble with his belt.
He let her do it, she could even feel his eyes burning her skin while he looked from above and as she took the belt off and started to work with the task of unbuttoning and unzipping his cargo pants, Beth's mind was made up on what she was going to do.
Before he knocked on her door and while she was thinking about what was to come, Beth already knew that in order for him to get an erection she would have to either give him a hand job or the most effective blow job. Sure, she could also wait for him to take the matters into his own hands and well, jerk himself…
She had thought about all that and now that the moment was there she decided that a hand job would have to do because she didn't think that going down on her knees was the appropriate thing to do in the situation. So no, unless he wanted her to go down on him, she was going to stick with the resource of her hands.
It was going to be weird, she knew it; but it was what it was and so be it.
But just as she was going to lower his pants down his legs, Phil grabbed her hand and brought it to her side. At that she looked up, afraid that he got back to his senses and wanted to bail out.
"You know-" He said in a chuckle and Beth started to see the Phil that she knew coming out. "I don't know if it's me but this feel impersonal. Actually it feels more technical than anything else so I don't know, why don't we start by kissing."
"Okay, kissing is good... we can do that." Beth rambled as she felt her face starting to blush. It was in moments like that one when she really disliked her fair skin and she hoped but doubted that Phil hadn't noticed the heat that has taken over her face.
So, trying to act natural and angling her face up towards the much taller man, Beth smiled, watching as his own face started to descend towards hers so that his lips could brush against hers.
Upon that first light contact, Beth couldn't help it and she let out a nervous laugh; moving her face back down and running her fingers through her hair. "I'm sorry… I just… okay, I'm ready now." She said tilting her head back up and closing her eyes just so she wouldn't have to look him in the eyes.
Snorting the Chicago native grabbed her face and whispered. "I don't think we are going to get too far here if you laugh at me, Beth."
"I'm not laughing at you… it's just that this is kind of weird." Yeah they had talked about it and yes she has made the 'date' for him to come over, but it was still too damn weird.
"Kissing me is weird? Wow, I don't know if I'm offended by that." He said in amusement and Beth opened her eyes to find him looking straight into the baby blue of her eyes.
Looking back into his eyes she took notice on the fact that he seemed relaxed and laid back; he was acting now like his easy going self and right in that moment she knew she has made the right choice; not only in choosing him as the father of her baby but in agreeing to do it this way. Because no matter that he loved her just as a good friend, the point was the he loved her and a baby that was conceived in love was more than she has ever bargained for.
"No, no at all… I mean I don't know, I've never kissed you before so I really don't know."
"Well, then let's just try this again; but don't laugh, okay? My male ego wouldn't take it."
Quirking her lips, Beth shook her head and blinked a few times. "I won't"
With that being said and with Phil holding her face in place, the two friends tried to kiss once again and succeded. First it was a tender brush of lips and then he started to put more pressure into it; giving her a chance to get used to the feeling of his warm lips taking over hers and of his lip ring pressing against the right corner of her mouth.
It was a nice way to start things off and definitely not how she has envisioned a kiss from the infamous CM Punk.
The kiss progressed slowly, the Chicago native tugged at her lower lips with his teeth, she parted her lips for him and before her mind could progress what was going on, he was swirling his fruity flavored tongue around hers.
Angling her face into the kiss and kissing him back, Beth felt how his hands slid to the back of her head and she tentatively rested her own hands to his sides, getting a bit closer to him while thinking that no, it wasn't weird kissing him, it was actually very nice.
Of course, she should have known that the man knew how to kiss so good, after all he was good in everything that he did and right now he was mastering the art of kissing. He wasn't too rough nor too tender. It was just perfect.
Moving his hands down to her back, the former WWE champion grabbed the hem of her shirt and started to pull it off, breaking the kiss so he could get rid of the offending piece.
Beth didn't complain when he did that and just watched when he started to take off his own shirt as well, tossing it to the side and then taking a step towards her so he could kiss her again.
Letting him kiss her and kissing him back, Beth breathed out into his mouth, secretly loving the way his naked torso felt against her. It almost made her want to reach behind her back so she could take her bra as well... but she didn't.
Putting her hands back to his sides, Beth almost jumped when she felt his hands sneaking between their bodies so he could begin the progress of helping her out of her pants. But she didn't jump, she was able to control herself and when he started to slide her jeans down she even helped him by stepping out of them and kicking them off.
They did all that without ceasing to kiss and once her pants were gone so that she was standing in front of him in nothing more than her matching bra and panties, the blonde New Yorker lifted her hands and wrapped them around his neck.
Moving his face to the other side, the man known as Punk in some circles put his hands against Beth's back. But then he started to slide them around so he could touch everything that was exposed; back, arms, sides… he even went ahead and helped himself to cup her breast through the thin fabric of her bra.
Biting down a moan that wanted to escape out of her lips, Beth just kept kissing him while his other hand expertly unclasped her bra so it could fall to the floor and so he could feel the flesh of her breast without any barrier.
It was okay by her, as far as she was concerned he was the one calling the shots and if he wanted to touch her all over to get into the mood she wasn't going to protest. Some guys were like that, they liked breasts and for a while Phil used hands and fingers to get familiar with hers.
So yeah, she was pliant enough to let him touch her and slide his hands to the back of her panties to pull them down, and as he finished up undressing her she pushed hard into him, feeling against her stomach that he was more than ready to take her right on the spot.
That right there sent a shiver down her spine and she rose on her tip toes, sliding her hands to the back of his head so she could bury her fingers into his hair.
Yeah, he was already hard for her and she was wet for him so now it was a matter of letting things happen.
She has been anticipating that moment. Sure, in her mind she hadn't imagined that he would be so forward with her but what could she say, she liked that very much. After all this was Phil and even when she though that a moment like this would never happen between them, the fact was that they were steps away from getting into that bed and make love.
Unable to stop it, Beth moaned into the kiss as his hands settled on her behind, his fingers kneading on her flesh and his hands crushing her to him. Then, before she knew what else he could do to her, he took a step forward that made her stumble and fall over the bed.
Pulling away from the kiss, Phil looked down at her through dark feral eyes. His breathing was hard, his face was flushed and his tongue was peeking between his lips. Seeing him like that was something else and for amoment she stopped breathing.
"Should we go on?"
Clearing her throat and licking her lips, Beth fought hard against the urge to hide her nakedness and just nodded. Now, it was like she was a prude or anything, but it was just awkward that she was naked and he was not.
"Alright then..."
Blinking and lowering himself to the bed, Phil forced her to lay down and when she was flat on her back we went down with her, making room with his hips so he could settle right between her legs.
"Is it okay like this or should we do it in another position?" Phil asked in a dark breath and if truth be told, Beth couldn't say if he was joking or not.
With his erection pressing insistently against her sex with nothing but the thin fabric of his boxers impeding him to break throught, Beth was too far gone to notice such trivial things as the tone of his voice.
"Like this." She said, unable to articulate a more elaborated sentence. "But this needs to go," She continued by lowering down his ass the already open pants and then pulling at his boxers so they could also disappear.
Phil complied, kicking everything away and then going back into kissing her.
As they began to kiss again, Phil positioned himself in a way that he was an inch away from penetration, the head of his manhood nestled between the slick folds of her sex while Beth tried her best to relax her inner muscles.
But it was almost impossible, it has been more than a year since the last time she has been with someone and by what she was feeling down there, Phil was big. It would take her some time to get used to him and for a second she was tempted to tell him to please be gentle.
But because she was as eager as she was scared, the WWE Diva sucked it up, placed her feet over the matress, took a deep breath and pushed hard against him, making him slide into her all the way in.
At the invasion, Phil pulled away from the kiss to groan and she took the opportunity to gasp brokenly.
"Are you okay?" He breathed out, staying completely still inside of her while he rested his forehead against hers.
"I'm fine." She hissed, starting to relax her inner muscles while Phil's erection throbbed insistently inside of her. "I'm fine…"
And she was, what was happening right in that bed was the ultimate union and even if this time it didn't work out and even if they would have no choice but to turn into the IVF, she would always have this moment with her, always.
That was how they began their dance; with Phil starting to move within her, slowly at first and then picking up a rhythm that seemed to satisfied them both.
Yeah, it was more than what she has been expecting and with his body rocking against hers and their lips desperately searching one another, Beth started to feel a sweet pressure building in her lower stomach and she held hard to Phil, wrapping her legs around him and silencing the soft moans that wanted to escape pass her lips by kissing Phil harder… all until her release started to flood through her in big waves.
Tensing and breathing hard, Beth ran her hand down Phil's back and pressed him to her, loving the sensation of his hard member sliding deliciously in and out of her core while her tender flesh tensed around him. She wasn't sure, but maybe she moaned his name into his mouth or maybe she didn't... all she knew was that it felt good to have him inside of her while she climaxed.
Breaking away from the kiss, Phil searched for her eyes with his and sucked into his mouth his lip ring. "Beth… I'm going to cum." He mumbled in a dark tone and if she wouldn't have let go a few minutes ago, she would definitely have done it after he said her name while in the brink of his passion.
Moving her hips up and meeting his thrust with a hard push, Beth maintained her eyes on him and when he started to move erratically within her she knew he was spilling his seed into her.
Feeling something stronger than love for the man in her arms, Beth kissed his mouth and his cheeks and it wasn't until he gave one final thrust that was accompanied with a low growl that she was able to breathe normally.
This was it, this was finally it.
For a moment they remained like that, Phil getting back to his senses and Beth wondering what was next. But for now, she just held him to her because one, she didn't want him to pull out just yet because his still half erect manhood was blocking his essence from spilling out of her and the longer she could keep it in the better; and second because even when the ultimate goal of their union was getting her pregnant, she couldn't deny that what she shared with the man meant a more than he could ever imagine and she wanted to hold into the moment as long as she could.
"Wow…" He said into her ear and Beth laughed. She was just happy and she felt like laughing. "Hey, I said no laughing at me." He mumbled against her shoulder and she kissed his temple.
"I'm not laughing at you…" She said with a smile.
"I think I should pull out." He said and even though she could feel that he was getting back to flaccid, she shook her head no.
"Not yet."
Snorting and lifting his face to her, the Chicago native fixed his olive green colored irises into her baby blue eyes. He was going to slide out, eventually, but while they remained oce she wanted to feel him close."So what now?" He asked for the second time that night and Beth closed her eye for a second.
What now? Now they could only wait and see… wait and wait because it wouldn't be until a month passed by that they would know what was next.
Opening her eyes and finding that he was still looking at her with all the intensity of his eyes, Beth smiled and kissed his lips lightly.
"Now we wait…"
Fin?