Summary: No-strings attached. That was the deal. But it was shattered. Broken, just like his heart. To her it was comfort in something familiar. To him it was more than an unlocked door and open legs. It was two people finding out the differnce between love and lust.
Disclaimer: All characters are property of World Wrestling Entertainment and/or themselves.
Moaning, sweating, and partially clothed were the two people in the small closet. She was trapped between is body and the door. Hair flowing, chest heaving, and walls tightening was she with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
Her mouth descended on his, their tongues set in a wrestling match of their own.
Another thrust.
"Oh god.....I'm.....I think...."
Another angled thrust sent her there. To the wave of euphoria only he knew how to trigger. Her back arched, her head flew back, and her nails scrapped across his back as her orgasm washed over her.
He continued thrusting just as she continued moaning his name. Distangling themselves from each other he flipped her around and shoved her against the door to enter her from behind.
Hard and Fast.
The wave of dark hair tickling his chest, her voice, her tightness; were all enough to send him over the edge.
Bruises. From gripping her hips as he pounded into her.
Bitemarks. From keeping his desire for her from spilling out onto the halls.
He held a hand out to keep from smushing her. He had to remember, she was small. So small.
Their heartbeats, their breathing, their bodies, all together as they stood in the dark closet.
She turned in his arms. "That was...."
Though he agreed he didn't voice it. "You okay?"
She could already feel the pulsing on her shoulders and waist. The throbbing from between her legs. "I'll manage." She understood. His earlier signs told her he was far from a good mood before their meeting.
"You okay now?" She saw his eyes flash even in the dark.
"I'll manage."
Arms around neck. I'm here.
Lips upon lips. I'm fine.
They dressed quietly.
She pulled on her left ear before leaving. 'Tonight.'
She then turned and walked out of the room back into a world where they were nothing more than two people on one roster.
