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This is my first Steph/Paul fic. So, I hope that you all enjoy it, and that you all review.
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Paul watched the brunette silently. He had been sitting on a crate in the corner of the hallway, watching her for God only knows how long. Every time he saw her, his heart would beat a mile a second. She was just so beautiful. He was honored that Vince and the writing team had chosen him to be paired up with her on screen. She was a dream to work with. She was so sweet and charming. He couldn't help but love everything about her. His mind reverted back to the scene that they had just shot not too long ago in his locker room. He had more than enjoyed the scene, granted that he was able to kiss her in the scene. He had brought her some flowers and a card, and for that he had got a heart stopping kiss in return.
Paul noticed her coming his way and he straightened up.
"Hey Paul," The beautiful brunette said, standing in front of him, smiling.
"Hey Steph," Paul said calmly. He was having a hard time trying to keep his voice at a controlled volume around this woman.
"So, how did you like our scene earlier today?"
"I loved it. You're a pretty good kisser, I must say," Paul said smirking at her. He was once again flirting with her and he could not stop himself.
Stephanie smiled at him and blushed lightly. She had noticed that he had been flirting with her a lot as of late. She had not decided whether she liked it or not. It definitely was against the rules and it was highly inappropriate for business. Yet, she found herself flirting back at times. She was just having fun with him. She knew that there was no way in hell that she and this man, or any other wrestler for that matter could and would ever have any type of romantic relationship. Though, Paul was not the first wrestler to flirt with her and he sure would not be the last.
"Well, I could say the same about you. You know, I wouldn't totally be against the idea of letting you test my lips out outside of business every now and again, you know," Stephanie said, with a wink. She was only joking with him. A little flirting never hurt anyone. At least she had never known it to hurt anyone.
"Oh really?" Paul asked, flirtatiously, though it was more of a rhetorical question.
"Of course, Paul. I mean who better to make out with than my husband?"
"You are too cute, McMahon."
"Why thank you, I try my best, you know," Stephanie joked with a wink.
"So, tell me, how are things going with that boyfriend of yours?" Paul asked, though he spat out the last three words.
"Preferably well for now. He is still as sweet and sexy as he was the first day that I met him. He is also still the man of my dreams, and for now, I have no plans of trading him in," Stephanie said dreamily, "What about you and Joanie?"
Paul sneered and rolled his eyes slightly. He had been with Joanie for seven years, yet, he still had to wonder why. They both knew that their relationship had run its course, and they had realized this three years prior. The first three and half years of their relationship had been amazing. He had loved every single thing about her. Though, after about half way into their fourth year together, things begin to take a turn for the worst. Joanie had begun to nag the hell out of him. She had started accusing him of cheating with every woman that she saw. He had become fed up with her and their relationship.
They had stayed together these past three years hoping that things would become good again. However, Paul seen no signs of that happening anytime soon. He had found that she was flirting with other men. That had not bothered him as much as he thought it would. Not to mention the whole posing for playboy fiasco, how tasteless.
"She's being Joanie, I guess. We have yet to speak to each other," Paul said, sounding uninterested in the topic involving his girlfriend.
Stephanie studied Paul's face for a moment wondering what was wrong with him. She had been around him long enough to know when something was bothering him. She reached forward with her right hand and rubbed the side of his face with her knuckles. She smiled weakly at him and dropped her hand. She could tell that he and Joanie were having problems in their relationship.
"Do you need someone to talk to?" Stephanie asked him, amiably.
Paul smiled and shook his head, indicating no. He would much rather talk to Stephanie about their angle than him and Joanie. He would be the first to admit that he had a little crush on Stephanie. It didn't matter that they were both in relationships, what mattered was that he liked her… a lot. He smiled at her wistfully. She smiled back, and Paul could feel his heart skip a beat. She had him wrapped around her pinky finger, and she didn't even know it. Paul hopped off of the crate and stepped closer to Stephanie.
Stephanie noticed that Paul had inched closer to her and she backed up slightly. She was a bit uncomfortable with him being so close to her. She had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend. There was no way that she would allow their relationship to extend anything beyond friendship. It would be bad for business and it would be a bad move on a personal note as well.
Paul noticed Stephanie back away from him. He had no idea what had compelled him to inch towards her, but he had no intentions of making her feel uncomfortable.
"Steph, I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I didn't mean to invade your personal space."
"It's okay, I'm fine. I am just a bit off today. Don't worry, Paulie."
Paul smiled whole-heartedly at her use of his nickname. He reached forward with his right hand and gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb. He noticed her lean into his touch affectionately and smiled.
Stephanie closed her eyes. She loved how comforting his presence was to her. That was the advantage of having him as a friend. There was no chance of them having a romantic relationship and ruining it, which in turn would ruin their friendship as well.
Paul smirked at her and he grabbed her hand and pulled her off down the hall. Stephanie was looking at him as if he had lost his mind. She had no idea where he was taking her, and she was sort of uneasy about that. She wasn't exactly blind; she knew that Paul liked her as more than just a friend. She was fine with that, but there would never be anything more than friendship between them. He was an attractive man, but he was also someone else's man. She also knew that her father would birth ten different babies if he ever thought that she was dating one of the wrestlers. She looked at Paul and blushed at all of the odd stares that they were getting from the talent and backstage workers. This was sure to get back to Vince, and not in a good way.
"Paul, where are you taking me?"
"You'll see."
Paul pulled her around a corner and down a vacant hall. The hall was completely quiet and deserted. They reached a door at the very end of the hall and Paul pushed it open. He entered the room and pulled her with him.
Stephanie looked around the room and frowned in confusion.
"This looks like a locker room."
"It is a locker room. It's my locker room."
"Why the hell is your locker room so far back here and out of the way?"
"I have no idea. Although, there is an upside to it."
"What would that be?"
"We can practice our script for next week without any interruptions." Paul remembered the last time they had been practicing their scripts. They had been about to go into their kissing scene when the door flew open and a stage hand walked in to inform them that their scene was coming up. Paul had been furious over the interference. Although, the actual scene that they had shot had greatly made up for it.
Stephanie nodded solemnly. He did have a good point. She remembered the look of frustration on his face when they had been interrupted the last time they were trying to go over their scripts.
"You have a good point."
"So, here are the scripts for next week. I took it up on myself to get two copies for both of us."
"Well, aren't you the little gentlemen these days?" Stephanie said in a mocking tone. She smirked at his reaction, which was a blush and a giggle. Men did not giggle, which is why it was so funny to her.
"Well, yeah."
"So, do you want to go strictly based on the script or do you want to improvise?"
"I like the improvising better. Although, I think that we should basically focus on our physical parts for the scene, because we can pretty much make stuff up when we get out there on mic."
Stephanie nodded her approval before verbalizing it.
"I agree. So what do you have in mind, Mr. Levesque?"
"Maybe we just hold hands all the way to the ring. Then maybe I can cup your chin and lightly kiss you between speaking roles or something like that," Paul suggested albeit apprehensively.
Stephanie mulled over his ideas. Her expression remained unreadable and neutral throughout her thinking period.
"Well, I have noticed that we don't have many kissing scenes together. For the most part we are just together. There isn't much kissing and intimacy to a degree. So, why don't we start heating our scenes up just a tad bit more? Maybe we end our entire in ring scene with a kiss. Then we can have a backstage scene and you can like massage my thighs or kiss my neck or something like that," Stephanie offered. She was scrunching up her face, waiting impartially for his response.
Paul eagerly nodded his consent of her idea. He loved the idea completely. The more touching and kissing, the better.
"I love that idea Steph. Should we practice? I mean, so that the kisses and caresses will look more natural rather than forced when we are actually performing."
"I suppose that would be the best thing to do. It will help us get the awkwardness out of the way. Because, no matter how many times we kiss on camera, it is always awkward for some reason. We should be beyond the awkward stage."
"Yeah, well with us both being friends and being in real life relationships with other people, it will tend to make us awkward when it comes to the physical part of our scenes."
"You didn't seem to feel too awkward earlier."
"Neither did you," Paul shot back, quickly.
"I just went with flow of things. Once we got into it, I loosened up a bit."
"Well, the same goes for me. I told you, you were a good kisser, and you have soft lips."
"Hmm, I get that a lot."
"I'm sure you do."
"Well, shall we get on with this practicing so that I can get back to my paper work, for daddy?"
"Oh, of course."
Paul placed his hand on Stephanie's lower back and led her to the sofa in the room.
Stephanie sat down on the sofa and Paul followed suit. She crossed her legs seductively. This of course was a part of the scene.
Paul looked at her cross her legs and he gulped. He felt his jeans get tighter in the crotch area. He shifted slightly and slowly put his arm up on the back of the couch. He leaned into Stephanie and pretended to whisper in her ear.
Stephanie shivered when she felt his lips graze her ear. She quickly broke out into a blush at what he was whispering in her ear.
"Paul, do you have to whisper that into my ear during the promo?"
"Why not?"
"Because, it's going to make me blush."
"Oh, so me telling you how beautiful you are is going to make you blush?"
"Yes."
"How many times do you hear that a day, Steph? I'm thinking a hell of a lot."
"It doesn't matter, I blush every time. So, just think of something else to say."
Paul grudgingly nodded his understanding.
"Okay, I will think of something else to say, but that can wait. I can just pretend to whisper in your ear during the promo. Does that work for you?"
"Yes."
"Okay, let's practice the kiss."
"So, are you going to lean to the left or to the right?"
"Does it matter?"
"Yes, it does matter, Paul. I don't want the kiss to look awkward out there."
"Fine, if you decide at the last minute to lean to the left, I'll lean to the right. So, in other words, I'll just follow your lead."
"That's fine."
"Okay, so we need to stand up, Steph."
Stephanie stood up from the couch and watched as Paul followed her actions by standing as well.
"Paul are you okay?"
He was standing kind of funny. Almost as if he was in pain or something. His legs were sort of buckled together, almost like he had to use the bathroom.
"I'm fine."
The truth was that Paul had a huge tent in the front of his pants. He was trying desperately to hide it from Stephanie. The last thing he wanted was to scare her off or make her think he was a pervert. He had got a glance at her panties when she stood up from the couch and his already growing tent had grown even more. Damn his hormones.
"If you say so."
Stephanie took control of the situation. She grabbed Paul's hands and wrapped his arms around her waist. She proceeded to wrap her own arms around his neck.
Paul looked a bit nervous. He was trying to keep a bit of space between him and Stephanie out of fear of her feeling his erection. He looked at her face and saw that she had just closed her eyes and was leaning into kiss him. He did the same. He leaned down to meet her mouth half way in a soft passionate kiss. He could feel her warm breathe on his lips and he mentally thanked the writing team for their good deeds.
Stephanie could feel Paul's breathe on her lips and she knew that their lips were mere inches apart. She gasped when their lips finally met. She had kissed Paul before. So, she knew what it was like to kiss him, but that was in front of millions of people. This kiss was a private kiss between just them, granted it was only practice for the show. She could feel her knees buckle slightly.
Paul melted into the kiss quickly. He licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance to her mouth. He knew that he was taking this kiss too far. However, this would probably be one of the very few times he would get to kiss her alone in private and he wanted to take advantage of it. He wanted to explore every crevice of her mouth that he could.
Stephanie felt Paul licking her lips and she slowly parted her lips and allowed him access to her mouth. She moaned lowly when she felt him slip his tongue into her mouth. She quickly got into the kiss and begin to massage her own tongue against his. She knew that this kiss was taking on a life of its own. It was going in a direction that it probably shouldn't have been going. She just had a hard time working up the courage to stop it. She was lost in how soft Paul's tongue was against her own. She had not noticed that when they had kissed before, during the promo they had shot, but then again they were not exactly tongue kissing during their promo.
Paul was in heaven. Her lips were so soft. Her tongue reminded him of cotton candy. It was sweet and it was melting slowly against his own tongue. He moved slowly over towards the couch once again, bringing Stephanie with him. He sat down never breaking the kiss. He pulled Stephanie down into his lap and she went willingly.
Stephanie knew that this was going beyond the limits of acting. The boundaries had been crossed when their tongues got involved in the kiss. She was now currently straddling his lap. She could feel his hands going up and down on her lower back. She was getting more and more into this whole situation and she had to put a stop to it… and quick. She had to find a way to break this damn spell that she was under. She had unconsciously started grinding her hips down against Paul. Stephanie jerked slightly when she felt the bulge in his pants rub up against her in between her legs. That was what had brought her out of her trance. She broke the kiss and looked down at Paul guiltily. She should not have allowed things to go this far. She looked down at the front of his pants and back up at him. She quickly got up from his lap and walked briskly to the door.
Paul leaped to his feet and grabbed Stephanie by the arm before she could leave.
"Stephanie where are you going?"
"Anywhere but here."
"What's the matter?"
"What's the matter? Did you just seriously ask me that?" Stephanie asked, looking at him incredulously, "What's the matter is that we were suppose to be practicing a kiss for a promo."
"We were."
"At first we were, Paul. Then it completely took on a life of its own. Do you realize how far this could have gone if I had not ended it in time?"
"Steph, you know that I would never take advantage of you like that," Paul said softly.
"Paul, you would not have been taking advantage of me. If it would have led to something else, it would have been of my own will. That is why I am so upset."
"Because, you want me and you can't accept it?" Paul asked incredulously.
"No, because I don't want you. I'm in a relationship and so are you. I should have been the one to stop it. You were apparently not thinking with your head."
Stephanie looked down at the front of his pants pointedly.
"I was thinking with my head, just not the right one," Paul said jokingly.
"I need to get out of here before someone starts looking for me."
"Stephanie, I hope this little incident does not cause any friction between us or our characters."
"It won't. I just don't think we should practice our kissing scenes any more in private. We might just have to risk having a forced scene. Because, this can never happen again," Stephanie said pointing between her and Paul. She left the room quickly.
Stephanie mentally berated herself for allowing something like this to happen. She had not started the flirting nor had she took that kiss beyond acting. However, she was just as responsible as Paul, because she had allowed him to. She had to talk to Paul about this whole crush thing that he had, because otherwise one day it might be taken too far and they would both be in trouble.
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