Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters involved in this story. Explicit Content included.
A/N: Hi guys, this is a new story, but will be a one-shot divided into two chapters. I have never attempted this before so I hope you all enjoy it. This idea has plagued me for some time and I had to go with it. Arianny Celeste is the OC for Triple H, other pairings are: Roman Reigns/Brie Bella and Seth Rollins/Nikki Bella.
The Home of Paul Levesque-Carter and Ava Jarrett…..Orlando, FL
Paul lazily opened his eyes and removed the golden strains of hair from his face as the sunlight was slowly making its way through the bedroom. He looked to the left of the massively large master bedroom that was colored in reds, blacks, and grey/sliver tones, and he stared intently at all the custom made items he had installed. The room was a sexual odyssey playground. To his left in the far corner he looked up to the eyebolt attached securely to the ceiling, and then his eyes wandered down to look at the metal bars and tension springs which had padded nylon straps for the restraints and seating, it was his favorite toy, it was a sex swing especially made to fit him and the woman he had laying across his naked torso. He envisioned all the positions they have tried and mastered through their years of play. Paul loved it so much because the swing added a variety to old classic positions like cowgirl and doggy style, he laid there getting aroused as he imagined the strategically placed metal rings clipped to her wrists and ankles, which gave him full control of her pleasure and his, it was the ultimate of bondage play and kinkiness. He looked to the right and his thoughts went to a very sexually charged place because he had watched this woman give him very pleasurable shows after being on the road, it was actually her favorite thing to do to tease him, it was her modern day stripper pole hidden behind an old forties silky sheer blinder, it was very sexy and alluring to Paul when he watched the silhouette of her naked body behind it. As he looked down he gave a sly grin watching Ava's nude body draped over his sleeping peacefully. He continued to grin in a happy way thinking that the big day had finally arrived. It was their wedding day and he was about to embark on a journey with the woman he loved in every way possible for a man to love a woman.
Paul laid there a few more moments caressing her back and thinking how he and Ava got to this place. He was thirty-four years old and now making two life defining changes, one marrying his equal and love of his life, and secondly venturing out into partnership with her father who happened to be one of his closet friend's, Jeff Jarrett. He met Ava four years ago at a WWE signing event, she was there "scouting/snooping" out the competition for her father. She was only twenty-one at the time, but when he looked into her brownish-grey eyes that was all she wrote. Her brazen attitude of making no secret of who she was or why she was there was a complete turn on as well, WWE Security sure had their hands full that day, but that made her all more appealing and awoke what was missing in his life, he could tell instantly she would be a powerful force to be reckon with, that special something he has missed in a companion. He left the WWE two years ago and started up what he calls the future of the wrestling industry and that was NXT. It had been a struggle at first, but luckily he had the financial backing from his mother, Dixie Levesque-Carter. It didn't hurt that Dixie had already stepped forward with her own competitor to WWE which was TNA. It hadn't been an easy road starting up NXT or a state of the art Performance Center to basically home grown their future talents, but it has shown to be well worth it. He was now his own boss, scouting out new talents, booking NXT content, and still could wrestle between his own promotion and occasionally cause a little havoc in TNA. The media was fully behind Paul every step of the way through this process, it was like a mini reality show, which suited Paul fine because it was basically free publicity. It was all part of the master plan to merge TNA and NXT together, but now will be promised to be even bigger with the joining of his future Father In-laws promotion of GFW. It made it all the sweeter that he could bring his younger brother Roman aboard, or as his new following likes to call him The Roman Empire. Paul knew his kid brother was going to be a huge star like himself. Now with the addition of Ava's older brother Seth, things were going to blow up big time for everyone involved in this new business venture, Paul knew the fans will be blown away with his creation of one of the most powerful faction's within the last decade, which would become known as The Shield. The plans for merging NXT, TNA, and GFW was going to get wrestling back into mainstream, things were no longer going to be mediocre and bland, Paul's vision was to bring things back to the Attitude Era, but bigger and better. He even envisioned intergender matches, it was going to be wild and very profitable to say the very least. WWE didn't know what was about to be unleashed on them, but Paul couldn't wait to take over dominance of the wrestling industry. The best part was this new company would be run by both families, each person stepping up doing things inside and outside of the ring, similar to WWE, by having hectic schedules of Superstar signing's, Make-A-Wish schedules, and just plain old grunt work of Public campaigning. Ava grew up within the business and had a great mind for it, but now she would have to take bumps in the ring. She was loving every minute of it, but still found time to give all those involved verbal abuse along the way who trained her, which was himself, Jeff, Roman, and Seth.
Paul grimaced a bit thinking about last night, it had been a very fun filled evening that is until their wedding rehearsal dinner had been interrupted with an unwanted surprise. His brother Roman was the recipient of the surprise, but none the less if something happened to one of the brothers, it was felt by both of them. It was only Paul and Roman, but they were as tight as any siblings could possibly be, so when Roman's ex-girlfriend decided to show up with the announcement of her daughter and Roman was the father, everything broke down into War World III. Roman's now fiancé Brie Bella was angry as a caged bull and the media loved it. Paul was used to chaos going on around him, hell he was the son of Dixie Levesque-Carter and now was getting married to one of his closest friend's daughter, Ava Jarrett, not exactly a fairytale story. Their relationship was a whirl wind of media frenzy and family power struggles, the media always trying to pit the two families against one another, their relationship also had the very real issue of Paul crossing the "friendship" barrier between him and Jeff, but as time passed things settled and Jeff gave his blessing. Paul almost didn't take the leap of getting involved with Ava after the debacles of Chyna, aka, Joanie Laurer, and Stephanie McMahon. Both those past relationships still haunt him until this day. At least Stephanie had moved onto a happy relationship with Chris Jericho, and he has now become a high executive within the WWE and they are now married with two children, but Joanie on the other hand has done her very best to make his life a living hell. She just couldn't accept their relationship was over, and now she had started these ridiculous campaigns of abuse during their relationship and him being a cradle robber/social climber because of his relationship with Ava, they were out and out lies of course, but still answering to the likes of TMZ and other media outlets was enough to make Paul want to pull out his golden trademark hair behind closed doors. Ava had been a real support and advocate through her social media networks of supporting her man and calling out Joanie as the liar she was. Paul was grateful to his loving family and especially Ava of all the support that was given to him. The icing though for Paul was meeting and being with Ava, granted she was much younger then he, but god she brought out the very best in him in every way, she especially relished his bad and animal side in the bedroom. No other women could handle that side of Paul's needs and demands, which was somewhat of a Dom/Sub relationship, mostly dominance of spankings and a few other pleasurable toys, but Ava truly embraced it and loved being his submissive one. These things were only carried out in the privacy of their bedroom, along with the occasional taping of their sexual trysts. Outside of the bedroom she was a spitfire and go getter which only fueled their love for one another more. Paul equated her fiery attitude to being a Jarrett and throw in her Hispanic side from her mother, it was a mixture of surprises and excitement everyday. Jeff sure did love bringing his kids into the business, and was quite proud of them too. Both Ava and Seth had their strengths in and out of the wrestling ring. They both were certain to be huge stars within the wrestling circus world.
After much reminiscing Paul decided to wake Ava by placing a needing kiss on her neck, she began to shift with a grin on her face but eyes still closed, shifting in the California King size bed, Ava rolled towards the man she loved unconditionally and wantonly rested her head on his bare chest. "You ready kitten…It's almost go time…" Paul teased as he brushed the brown auburn hair from Ava's face. "We have a busy day ahead of us.
"What time is it Sir?" Ava inquired as she yawned, still trying to play her part from last night's activities.
Paul smirked down at her and relished at her beauty and submissiveness even on this morning. Her response was not un-normal for their sexual adventures, after all Paul was her Dom, her King within their bedroom. "Time for you to get out of bed and shower, and don't forget our coffee."
Ava lifted up her naked body from the bed and stretched gently trying to hide the gasp that escaped her lips because her backside stung from their last night activities. "Yes Sir." She purred and then quickly grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and put it on, trying to cover her backside.
This did not go unnoticed by Paul and he quickly made a demand. "Stop and sit back down…let me see that."
Ava complied and he lifted up her shirt so he could get a better look. "Oh, kitten…"
Ava could hear the concern in Paul's voice, this is what made their relationship unique. Their boundaries of Dom/Sub were only carried out within the privacy of their bedroom, in layman's terms, a freak in the sheets and a lady in the streets. Paul was an experienced Dom who understood his role completely. For Paul Domination was not just giving random orders. A good Dom, which Paul was, would find a way to cause his sub to desire pleasing the Dom. A Dom, or Dominant, is the protector, teacher, and lover to his sub. Again, everything Paul was to Ava, which is why she gave him this response. "I'm okay Sir."
"No, kitten… I was too rough. Look at you, you've got small welts." Ava couldn't see her ass, so she could only go by his word. She bit back a hiss when he drew his fingertips over her flesh. "Baby, can you sit down?"
Ava doing her best to put on a cocky front responded by sitting back down facing Paul. "Of course I can Sir."
Paul raised his eyebrow as he stared into Ava. "You know, you're not fooling me…I know you better than anyone and I can see you're hurting." Paul realized that it was not just the harness spanking from the night before, but all the vigorous training Ava had been doing at his Performance Center. She was determined to master what would become her signature move in the ring, a modified version of the Stratusfaction, which would be renamed "The Ava Avenger".
Ava not wanting to disappoint her Dom and lover or show that she was not up for training did her best to swallow down her discomfort and answered sexily as she took her finger and bit down on it, she knew that drove Paul crazy with lust. "Sir, I don't want you to think that you can't spank me."
Paul grazed his fingertips lightly over the small welts. "I'm not saying that, kitten… I'm saying that I just need to rein it in a bit" He paused. "It's not my intention to hurt you, never to hurt my naughty kitten…While you train, I will rein it in."
Ava could see in Paul's eyes that he felt badly for what happened last night, and play time was over. "I know it's not baby…You love your kitten and would never hurt me, I trust and love you always." Ava cooed as she reached out to touch his arm. Feeling his bicep sent a shiver down her back and Paul saw this within her eyes.
Paul stared intently into Ava expressing his concern and apology. The things they did last night were no different from any of their other love making sessions, but Paul had to remember that Ava was as much of a freak as him and would never back down while they were enthralled with passion. "Come here…Straddle me…" Paul ordered as he tugged Ava's hand.
"Yes, Daddy." Ava replied with a sly grin of her own and slowly straddled his legs so that she faced him. He placed his hands on her waist, sliding them under her shirt.
"You're such a sexy little kitten, I could never hurt you…You know that baby, right?" He whispered, placing his hands on her face, and then brought her mouth down to his, kissing her softly. It was important as being a good Dom to show caring when he was wrong, to show his love and respect as Ava's protector.
Ava wrapped her arms around his neck as his tongue invaded her mouth. Ava moaned into his mouth, god, she could never get enough of this man. The sensual kiss turned deeper and Ava could now feel him growing very hard between her legs, the silk sheet being the only barrier between them.
Paul released her mouth and pulled the shirt up and over Ava's head, throwing it on the floor beside him. He cupped her big plump breasts within his large hands and embraced her once more. Paul loved her tits and could play with them all day, they were so perfectly round and soft. He smirked thinking they should be as they were a gift to Ava for her twenty-third Birthday, best boob job ever and worth every last penny to Paul.
This time Paul was gentle with his fondling and keeping direct eye contact with her as he lightly brushed his thumbs over her taunt nipples making Ava wither and moan. As she breathed into him, he pulled the black satin sheet away from his body and tossed that to the floor. "Fuck me" Paul commanded softly, placing his hands on her lower back.
Ava wanted nothing more than to do as told. His kisses made her wet, and she easily slid onto his hard straining cock. She moaned and looked into his eyes, god but the hazel was intense with lust. "Baby, ride me" he implored, kissing her throat like a starved animal.
Ava placed her hands on the back of the headboard and began to move. Ava thought that he wanted it faster, but he surprised her. "Just like that" he huffed, his lips against her left ear, "Nice and slow, kitten, I want to feel every inch of you, and for you to explode on my cock."
Ava licked at his throat as she slid up and down him, god it felt so good to her, his big, thick cock inside her, no man has ever satisfied her the way Paul has. She found that pulsating erogenous zone behind his ear and sucked at it, Paul intertwined his fingers in to her hair drawing her closer and now animal moans escaping his lips. Peeking out the window behind their bed, Ava could see their driveway and wondered if they would have time to finish because Roman, Seth, Nikki, and Brie were coming to help each of them prepare for their upcoming wedding nuptials, the thought of maybe getting caught started to fuel her desire for Paul even more.
Paul grinned sexily because he knew exactly what she was thinking, and he whispered huskily into her ear, his climax building within his lower abdomen after each motion Ava made over his cock. "Wondering if they may just walk in the house and see how much I love fucking you…"
"Mmm, Daddy." Ava moaned, attacking his neck more with her tongue, she was on the verge of wanting to bite his flesh, but she had not received the order to do so. "Ahh…God…" She moaned each time she enveloped his cock with her wet slippery walls.
Paul taking a fist full of hair pulling her forward so that he could lick and suck at her right nipple, he even tugged at it with his teeth, though gently. "I love it when you play with my tits, Daddy" Ava cried out, holding him close.
Paul laughed against her flesh. "There goes that chutzpah." He growled. "God I love it." The urge was so powerful within Paul wanting to spank her ass, but he couldn't, it was his duty as her Dom to make up for his over zealousness of last night. "Arrrrrrrr…Kitten…..!"
When he moved to her other breast, she keened, arching her back. "Don't pull away." he warned, moving one of his hands to her upper back to keep her close. "Keep fucking me, it feels so damn fucking good."
God, the mouth on him, Ava laughed to herself as she kissed him again, sucking on his tongue tenderly. Ava felt so protected by her man, by her Dom she was so wet around him, that Paul reached between their bodies with his right hand and found her clit with his thumb. "Oh, Daddy" Ava whined, tilting her head back. "Oh, please don't stop, Daddy…"
"I have no intention of stopping until you cum." Paul retorted, running his tongue over her throat and then sucking. He had Ava close with his mouth and his thumb, but Ava wanted him to cum, too, and she told him so. Paul chuckled in response. "Oh, kitten, when I feel your pretty little sugar walls go off around me, I'll cum and fill up what is mine, don't you worry about that…"
"May I go faster, Daddy?" Ava purred, licking her lips.
"Mmm…" Paul grunted, licking her throat once more, "Kitten, you can do whatever you want to my cock, just make yourself cum."
There's was a sweetness to what he said, and the fact he stated the obvious of his concern as her lover and protector that he cared about her pleasure. Ava began to move faster and harder over him, the pleasure building in her body, the atmosphere was electric and the moment was all mind blowing as the bed shook with their lustful moves. Paul glistened with sweat still continuing strumming her clit and working at her throat…"Oh fuck, Daddy…" Ava mewed, lowering her dampened forehead to his shoulder. "Yes, kitten…" Paul encouraged. "Cum for me…"
Paul gave his order and Ava happily complied, going over the edge. Her inner muscles squeezed him and she yelled his name repeatedly and shutting her eyes. "Look at me!" Paul entreated, placing his left hand on her cheek and pulling her back so that she could see his face. "Look at me while I cum."
Ava snapped opened her eyes and stared hazily at his command, still spasming around him. She watched as he furrowed his brow with pleasure. His eyes locked on hers and his mouth gaped opened as he released a low husky moan… Paul grunted loudly as his cock throbbed and twitched inside of her, releasing a gush of his seed. "Oh, baby…" he lamented, tilting his head back. "Oh, god…Fuck!"
The only sounds in the room heard after their euphoric explosion was their panting. Ava rested her head on his shoulder, periodically pressing warm sultry kisses to the side of his moist neck. Paul wrapped his arms around her and held her close… his left hand strayed down to her buttock and she tensed…"Sorry, kitten" he apologized, immediately shifting his hand upward. "It's okay…Anything for our pleasure and love." Ava responded, leaning back and kissing him. Paul chuckled a bit, framing her face in his hands. "Always for our pleasure and love."
Their blissful moment was not for long because footsteps began to fill the house. Ava couldn't move she was spent, but Paul lightly pulled out of her and then grabbed the black silk sheet from the floor and handed it to her. "You go ahead and shower in our bathroom and I'll use the one down the hall."
Meanwhile Downstairs…
Roman and Brie entered into the large chef sized kitchen, neither saying much at all, but their body language spoke volumes. Neither had slept from the night before, mostly because Roman stood pleading at their bathroom door for Brie to come out and talk to him at the news of his newfound daughter. Roman set down his suit garment bag on top of the bronze marble countertop which held his tuxedo, he then attempted to take Brie's garment bag but received an icy glare for his trouble. He leaned down towards Brie and whispered. "I don't know what else to say or do…I have told you over and over that finding out Joelle is my daughter is as much of a surprise to me as to you…Why can't you believe me?"
Brie stood motionless and back turned to Roman. It was not so much finding out Joelle was his, but the fact she was his first born. She and Roman have talked about their future and she always envisioned carrying his first child and them raising their children together. She feared now that Roman may have second thoughts and go back to his ex-girlfriend so they can be that family. Roman attempted one more time to reach out for Brie, but she still drew back from him. "God, Brie…Can we please just try to be civil for my brother and Ava? This is their day and we are part of the wedding party."
Brie was hurt and angry, she loved Roman so much. The other factor to this all was being publically humiliated that he now shared a child with his evil ex-girlfriend, that was certainly a hard pill to swallow. Melina Perez, the unwanted ex-girlfriend from hell has been a thorn for Brie since the moment she met her. Melina was responsible for putting out the news through Twitter that Roman and her were together, it was an absolute mess because Brie had not told her now ex-boyfriend Daniel Bryan that she wanted to break things off to be with Roman. It made her life at WWE hell to the point of being fired. Thank God Paul and Dixie are making this merger because now she and Nikki can make their debut with the new company. "Then the best thing for us is to not talk today…I can't…Just leave me alone Roman." Brie said as she left Roman standing alone and she joined her sister Nikki and her boyfriend Seth in the living room.
"Mmm…" Nikki purred into Seth's ear as he had her firmly against the wall nibbling on her neck.
"Why don't we go out to the car?" Seth moaned as his hands glided down her firm buttocks.
"Ugh…Knock off you two!" Brie huffed while roughly sitting on the plush black leather couch.
Seth groaned out of frustration as his right hand slid down from Nikki's waist. He felt badly for Brie, but he also felt for his friend Roman. This was a horrible situation for both of them, but Roman was just as blindsided as Brie was because he didn't know about the child. Taking a chance of maybe getting his head cutoff, Seth stepped forward. "Brie, give Ro some slack here…He didn't know…Really."
Brie hopped up with tears in her eyes. "Don't you dare tell me how to feel…You have no idea how much this hurts me…Lies, lies, lies, they always come out!" Brie yelled, but looked towards her sister while stating the last sentence.
Nikki eagerly went to her twin and wrapped her arms around Brie to comfort her, but to also keep her from blurting out something that could destroy her own relationship with Seth. "It is going to be okay, sis…I promise."
Brie pulled back from her sister, with hot tears streaming down her face. "How?" She then pulled Nikki by the arm, out of earshot from Seth. "You need to tell Seth the truth…The way shit is blowing up around us, it is bound to catch up with you…Please just tell him."
Nikki looked horrified and was afraid her sister was going to get worked up to a point of wanting her to confess, but this was not going to happen now, and if she could help it, this would never be talked about. "Brie, zip it."
The sister's deep into conversation did not realize Seth and Roman were now approaching them. Seth snaked his arm around Nikki's small waist, and grazed his facial hair across her cheek. "Tell what babe?"
Nikki's heart began to beat a mile a minute and she narrowed her eyes at Brie, luckily her back was still to Seth and he could not see the panic in her eyes. "Nothing sweetie, we were just talking about last night."
Roman again tried to reach out for Brie, but only received a cold tearful stare as she walked to the opposite side of the room. Roman looked to Seth and his eyes were filled with disappointment and anger. He wished he had never met Melina, and especially wished he hadn't dated her. With all the arguing he and Brie did last night he himself has not had time to process the possibility of being a father. It just seemed him and his brother could sometime choose the wrong women. Seth looked to his friend. "She will come around, just give her time."
Nikki moved away from Seth and kissed him softly on the lips. "I'll check on her."
Seth waited until Nikki was far enough away and tugged at Roman's arm to move them back to the kitchen. Seth looked very nervous as he stood before Roman. He stuffed his hands within his pockets and looked at his friend sheepishly. "I know this isn't a good time, but man I need to tell you this."
Roman arched his eyebrow as he looked to Seth, he could see his friend was about to burst if he didn't ask this question. "What is it?"
Seth peeked over his shoulder and then turned back to Roman, he slowly pulled a small box out of his jean pocket, it was a black velvet box. "I'm asking her tonight, after the wedding reception." Seth beamed as he opened the box. It was a three carat diamond ring, an engagement ring to be exact.
Roman was conflicted, he was happy for his friend, but he felt the woman he was meant to spend the rest of his life with was gone forever, but Roman did the right thing and pushed down his own problems and did his best to smile as he gave Seth their brotherly handshake. "Congrats man, she is a great girl and I know you love her a lot….Does she suspect anything?"
"Thanks man…No she suspects nothing, so mums the word…I'm not nervous though, she is the one, I never felt so open with a women until her." Seth rocked on his heels seeing how distraught his friend was. "And sorry for the timing, I just don't want to waste another second." Seth beamed once again.
Back upstairs with Paul
Paul threw his long legs over the California king size bed and stood gingerly as he watched Ava walk into the master bathroom. The room seem to spin a bit and that now familiar pain in his lower belly flared up, this has happened more often than Paul liked, it seem to happen after sex. He ran his hand through his hair and headed towards the other bathroom trying to shake off whatever that god awful pain was. Once Paul reached the bathroom again he found the room to be spinning a bit, he leaned onto the marble counter of the sink and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He moved in closer and studied his amber eyes, the reflection was almost speaking to him, saying something is wrong, but Paul refused to give in to what he thought was only wedding jitters. "Your fine, stop trying to make something out of nothing. Everything is going to be great..."
With those thoughts he opened the swanky glass shower door and stepped inside. His body was tired, but why wouldn't it be, he was thirty-four years old and a part-time wrestler and executive within his new wrestling promotion. After so many years of getting tossed outside of rings onto the floor what else could he expect from his body. The hot water felt good on his achy tired muscles, he moaned deeply as the jets from the shower head sprayed his shoulders. Paul couldn't remember a time him feeling this beat up. He had been wrestling since the age of twenty and traveled through every city and continent, but lately the things he found so familiar seem to scream chore or overload to his body. As the hot therapeutic water hit his sensitive flesh, his mind began to drift. "I'm getting married today, who would have ever thought it? Me Paul Michael Levesque-Carter or Hunter Hearst Helmsley as the world likes to call me, The Cerebral Assassin, The King of Kings, would finally be tying the knot? Well, I am and I love it. I waited and found the right women, about damn time after hooking up with conniving scheming bitches . Everything I have ever wanted is coming together, beautiful and intelligent wife to be and a dream job, hell not a job, this is going to be an empire. Damn I can't wait for today to start off the rest our lives, we are going to be that power couple who has it all. Love, marriage, money, and power. Hell, in a few years Ava and I will be kicking the WWE's ass, God I can't wait to see it."
TBC: Thank you for reading...Well that is part one, I hope everyone enjoyed it...The final chapter will be posted Saturday...Please leave your comments/thoughts in a review, I'm very curious to see if I was able to make this work...
***Special shout out to A Wrestling God for listening to these ideas and the feedback, if you get a chance check out his stories, he currently is working on Faces which is a very good interpretation of in ring drama, but with a twist...Also check out StoryLover82 and TripleHGirl, both have very unique stories surrounding Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, and of course The King of Kings-Triple H, all are definitely worth a read.***
