A/N: I GET MY M RATING HERE! LEMON ALERT! Pleaseee review! THANKYOU to this-road and the sweet anon! You guys keep me motivated! Btw I hope I keep the drama juicy enough! xoxo
Sunlight scraped it's way through the sheer blinds of Aries' hotel room. When daylight blared into her view, her tired eyes opened slowly to catch up with the rest of her senses. 4:56pm read on the digital clock. She drank a few too many last night. What day was today, again?
"Fuck! Do we gotta go to work?!"
Aries asked loudly, jolting up from her bed when she realized Dean was comfortably close her.
The Shield member groaned and cursed under his breath, slowly rising to sit up. His touseled hair looked kind of hot when it wasn't completely in his eyes, but she kept that thought to herself.
"Damn it, Aries. It's Saturday." His sleepy voice groaned, pulling her by the hand to lay back down with him for a little while more. It seemed they both preffered to sleep away a hangover.
"Oh."
The weak brunette said lowly, cuddling close when he faced her.
"Wait.. what are we doing?!"
She asked, pushing him away from her.
"Cuddling, shutup. Let's sleep for another hour."
"Ugh. Go sleep in your room. I wanna wake up now."
This got his attention now. He calmly sighed and grinned to hide his impatience. Why did she have to be so difficult?
"Ya know, babe. You didn't want me to go away when I bought you six lemon drops."He held his head up with a propped up arm, watching her sluggishly crawl to her night stand.
"Ugh. I don't remember drinking six. Anyway,
I was vulnerable, so forget about last night, will you?!"
The hungover brunette said as she opened her rattling pill bottle, slipping one on her tongue and washing it down with a lukewarm snapple she left on the night stand sometime yesterday.
"I don't want to forget. Neither should you."
Dean sat up to sit behind her, slinking an arm around her waist to pull her close.
Her heart hammered against her chest. Yesterday, she couldn't stand him... Then felt alright with him.. but.. how did it escalate to feeling like this?
"Take this as...rehersal.
Like I said, I want our segment to feel natural."
Dean purred firmly, kissing a few spots under her ear, and lower.
The groggy brunette shuddered, silently remaining where she sat.
She didn't mind the idea when there was a rational excuse involved.
"Mm, Dean... Stop it."
Aries moaned lowly when she felt his teeth nip at the sensitive spots of her neck.
"Stop what? This?"
Dean asked lowly. His skilled hands glided to cup her D sized breasts and massage them in perfect circular movements.
"M-mnnh, y-yeah.."
Aries bit her lip, struggling to finish her sentence when his hands slipped snugly under the cups of her bra slowly.
"Did I mention how much I love these, Mm?"
Dean asked with a smirk,
breathing hotly against her ear.
"S-stop..A-ah!"
She moaned her words in a higher octave when she felt her nipples erect between the crevices of her fingers.
"Stop this? I can't really hear you with all the panting you're doing.."
Dean smirked devilishly.
He gauged her reactions, feeling her exhale with ecstacy when his hands squeezed her tits rougher.
They were more than a handful.
"I'm.. n-not going all the way with you, fucker. I don't need you bragging in the lockeroom.. Let's get real. Aries blurted out, blinking a bit when he slipped out of her bra.
Dean sat next to her and held to her chin with his thumb and index finger. What kind of guy did she take him for? She wasn't a cheap fuck no matter if they had sex or not.
Defensively, she stared back at him, waiting for him to say what he had to say.
"I don't bullshit anything. I wouldn't brag either. You're not some trick I picked up. You want something real? Here."
Whether she liked it not, he pulled her into a wild kiss. His lips met hers, and like wildfire, sent heat through her skin. Their tongues seemed to meet at the same time. Fire signs kissed the best, after all.
Lovingly, his hands glided to her hair, gripping to it tightly when their tongues entanged out of their half open lips.
"Rehersal"-the horny brunette kept repeating in her head, gripping to his shirt when he lifted her onto his lap, his strong hands ran posessively above her thighs.
Dean pulled away from the kiss for them both to catch their breath. Their eyes met.
"I think we'll nail this segment."
"Ahah, you're great, Dean."
"So.. Maybe I should make sure you're the one who can brag, Mm?"
"Huh-"
With fast hands, Dean's palms glided to the back of her demi cup top, swiftly pulling over her arms and head, tossing it onto the marble flooring.
He stood on his feet and lifted her up, staring into her eyes with that look of dominance he showed in the ring. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively when she felt her back roughly meet the wall.
"I tried to be a gentleman when we met, I really did.."
Dean trailed on, swiftly unhooking her lace white bra with one hand, tossing it aside while he gently pulled her long hair away from her breasts they dangled over.
"Uhuh... right."
Aries said with a grin,
gasping when his tongue flicked against the hard flesh of her nipple.
"Mm.. but. I called you sugartits, because, I couldn't shake the thought of having them in my mouth."
"A-ahhn..!"
Aries moaned in ecstacy, gripping to his hair to vex out how badly she wanted to moan at the top of her lungs when he engulfed as much of her breast into his mouth possible.
Her sidebangs covered an eye as her head tilted down. She bit hard on her petite rouge lips as Dean switched to other breast, then he cupped them together, flicking his tongue from one nipple to the other in a random rythm.
He squeezed the circumference of her tits as he devoured her nipples, and his cock couldn't resist from erecting in his pants. Aggressively, her feet pinned to his lowerback. He was a fucking animal.
"Agh, Dean..."
Aries moaned her words, staring down into lustful brown eyes.
The cocky Shield member smirked up at the beautiful brunette. Releasing from her nipple with a moist 'pop', meeting her eye to eye now.
Finally, she spoke. Clearly, They both loved to talk dirty.
"Tell me what you want, hm?"
"Dry hump my clit.. then..."
Aries hesitated, feeling shy at how her dirty thoughts couldn't process words.
She was such an insatiable slut in bed. Once she let go, there was no turning back. Showing that side to anyone kind of scared her... She liked things so dirty, no other girl could even think of doing...but, for some reason, she had an aching feeling Dean was just as naughty.
Dean laughed devishly and unbuttoned her jeans, helping her slip out of them when he threw her down onto the queen sized bed.
"I'll figure out the rest. Tonight's about you. You can brag how DTF I was to your girlfriends later."
Dean smirked when he got a laugh out of her. She loved his sense of humor.
Feeling her tight jeans be pulled past her ankles wasn't as regrettable as she pictured it would be. Her heart pounded when he pulled off his shirt, revealing his abs WWE rarely captured footage of.
The busty brunette whistled in approval, trying not to drool at the sight when he sent her a sexy smirk.
"Mm? Like what you see, hm, princess?"
"Why do you wear a shirt again?" Aries blurted out, giggling when he stretched in a dramatically sexy pose. Abercrombie model much?
"Ah.. well.. wearing black is our thing..." He said through a grunt, feeling cocky when he felt her eyes glued to his solid sixpack.
"You keep teasing me, I'll be licking peach snapple off of those after date four." Aries licked her lips, unable to stifle a giggle when he quirked his brow with a smile.
"Date four, huh? I see how it is." Dean chuckled deviously when her gaze dropped to his cock that stood out of his boxers.
"Don't worry, you'll get that after date five, babe." Dean teased, loving her squeak when he pulled her down a bit, propping her legs up to wrap them around his waist.
Like ferocious teenagers, they grinded against eachother, making the bed bounce and the headboard bang repeatedly against the wall.
The friction from his cock was so hard, so fucking good, pressing against her clit harder than how she usually fucked herself. Her french manicure dug into his back, which Dean answered with a throaty groan.
"Mm, you like this, baby?"
Dean asked against her ear, pounding the length of his cock against her clit like an animal, enjoying how soaked her pink lace panties were.
"Yeah, you motherfucker."
Aries let her arousal speak for her. Again, what's a fire sign that didn't like dirty talk?
"Why am I a motherfucker, huh, slut?" Dean answered back, trailing hard kisses up her neck as he grinded faster between her legs. His nails dug into her toned thighs.
"Because.. Ahhn.. you and your douchebags... Just.. Agh.. fucking interrupt everything!"
"Hm. And you're not a little slut with the way you lean your ass against the turnbuckle when you taunt? Huh?"
The touseled haired superstar grinned when she giggled, groaning off the pain when her manicure dug deeper into his back.
"If you play your cards right, I just might be your slut."
Aries said into his ear, and fuck, did that get him harder. His cock practically curved at the tip.
"God, you're too perfect. You're as nuts as I am."
Dean said with a grin od disbelief, leaning down to kiss her lips deeply.
They made out slowly this time, the mood changing from fast and ferocious to slow and sensual. Her moans were so subtle.. so.. Asian.. Aries moaned softly against his lips, eyes widening when he trailed kisses from her neck down.
The busty brunette closed her legs closed nervously when he lips reaches a bit below her naval. Concerned brown eyes stared back up at her.
"What's wrong, baby?"
Dean asked.
She didn't want to get into detail... it was a vital detail about her, but a detail she didn't want to explain right now.
"Um.. j-just.. uh.. the clit, okay? Don't go.. inside."
Aries slurred nervously.
The paranoid effects of the narcotic toyed with her emotions now.
Dean paused, recollecting a memory from his past about his sister that triggered when her legs twitched shut.
"Dean, I told m-mom.. sh-she didn't believe me!"
"She fucking sided with him?! Where did this happen?!"
"At the boardwalk.. I was changing in the bathroom. . and he picked the lock... It hurts, Dean!"
"I'll take care of it."
"Dean?"
Aries called out, blinking at the dazed Shield member who stared into space.
"What.. S-sorry, babe.
You don't have to worry.
I'll be gentle and ask questions on date five..."
Dean answered, letting the memory dissipate when he gazed at her trusting smile.
Like an animal that was about to gourge on a meal, he slipped her pantyline to the side, exposing her juicy clit that he engulfed entirely into his mouth, tugging onto the sensitive flesh with his warm tongue lapping onto it wildly.
"A-ahh, Dean!"
She grinded her hips to control the pace, feeling empowered at how she practically fucked his mouth like a goddess. More , her clit throbbed, Dcup tits bounced with every movement as her lips parted to exhale her ecstasy.
Fuck, he was wild, digging his nails into her inner thighs as he pulled her off of the bed without warning. Acrobatically, he put his ring skills to use and let his back meet the marble tile beneath them, lifting her weight by the thighs to position her perfectly crash on his face.
His deviant gaze relished the view of her bouncing tits, letting the busty petite waisted diva control the pace as she wished, which was rapid. God, she was getting close.
Her clit throbbed as she panted erratically, moaning like his Asian slut that deserved the utmost impact of an orgasm such as this one. The earth was spinning, the sun could crash like a fucking meteor as hell would freeze over at how loud she screamed for him.
"Dean, Dean! Right there! Ahhh, baby, right there!"
Fuck, was she high now. Dialed pupils shrunk even more as she panted harshly. He lapped at her clit, nipped it, bit it, took it all in as the flesh of his cheeks tugged her over and over and over.
"Fuck!" Her throbbing clit built up one final pulse that sent pain killing, muscle numbing oxytocin throughout her naked body. Slowly, her juices flowed from her. A satisfied exhale slowly escaped her shaking red lips as her head limped down.
Gently, Dean rose to his feet, dropping her onto the bed and crawling next to her. He licked his lips proudly and leaned down to kiss hers once.
Emerald eyes halfway fluttered open to meet his dark brown gaze. In combination from the Percocet high, the orgasm left her speechless.
With a smirk, he draped the ruffled pile of blanket over them, holding her close with a leg comfortably linked over hers.
Dean never felt so at ease. So.. content with a woman. This was real. All real. No hidden objective, no games, no doubts on his part. From one fucked up person to another, he tried to give her a fraction of what he called "happiness". The feeling this porceline skinned woman needed.
Minutes passed when Aries had finally recovered, staring at the ceiling idly as they fidgeted against the Egyptian cotton sheets.
"Hey."
Dean purred, staring at the ceiling with her as if they could see stars. In a sense, they did.
"Hey." Aries smiled. Even though she didn't look at his face, she could feel that charismatic grin from a mile away.
"So, after date two, can I get you to wear all black gear? Sexy slitted turtleneck and all?" Dean asked, half serious nonetheless.
Her hand glided across the sheets to entwine with his. She smiled and rolled her eyes at the suggestion.
"Tacky. I hate turtlenecks, even if I wore a cut up one.. besides, I can't walk out there without any sparkle!"
"Hmphf, excuse me, princess."
"Hey! I'm not prissy if that's what you're getting at! I can wear black gear... with silver accents."
"Fair enough."
He pulled her into another slow kiss. God, he couldn't get enough. Sue him.
When they pulled away, they silently stared at eachother. Elbows propped their heads up as they yawned periodically. The clock on the nightstand read 7:03pm.
"Wow. Two hours that were all for me? Never had that before.." Aries confessed, sitting up against the headboard with Dean turning to see the clock.
"What can I say? I enjoy pleasing you, sugartits. You'll get this every night after date three."
She teasingly hit his arm in disbelief, trying not to melt when his sexy smirk paired with a devious shrug.
"What the hell was this then?!"
"A free trial. Download content is available after date three."
"Pfft. You ruin everything, Shield member.'
She couldn't believe what she was hearing!
"Hashtag: WorkForIt?"
Dean teased.
"Maybe I should just buy YOU six lemon drops, princess! Aries retorted.
"Seven. I'm totally no cheap date!" Dean said while girlishly rolling his eyes. Moments like these made her question his sexuality indeed.
After a few minutes of playful bantering and kissing, Aries got up from the bed, disgusted at how she wreaked of sweat, sex, and alcohol.
"I need a shower."
Aries yawned, displeased with her messy hair she saw in the vanity that reflected her.
"Yeah, me too. Let's go, sugartits." Dean said deviously as he went to take her by the hand to the adjacent bathroom before she stopped him.
"Nu-uh. Thats after date four! Go shower in your room. It's down the hall right?"
"Agh, babe.."
"Baby. You need one a bit more than I do. It'll take like an extra thirty minutes to do my hair when I get out anyway. Get dressed and I'll text you when I'm ready."
"Fine. I'll take my time then. I swear, you girls and your beauty regimens.."
"Well if you wanna hit this you gotta put up with it everyday."
Aries lightly slapped her ass cheek teasingly, giggling in protest when he pulled her by the waist before she could get away.
"I'll hit that hard if you tease any further."
"Oh, I'm so scared! Put on you stupid music before you interrupt my hair straightening!"
Aries laughed hard when he spanked her ass with a fraction of his strength.
"Oh, you wait. You're gonna get punished after date three." Dean warned her, stroking his chin to plot what he'd do that ass that she swayed when she walked to the bathroom.
"Uhuh! Go to your room! Charge your phone!"
The brunette called from the bathroom, making a kissing sound with pursed lips at his reflection from afar.
"Alright, babe. See you later.:
With that, Dean got dressed into the clothes he had to search for on the black marble flooring. He zipped up his pants and gently closed the door behind him.
If he remembered correctly, his room was down the hall, to the right? He treaded down the plush red carpet while glancing around. He didn't give a fuck what people thought, but he was in a damn good mood and wasn't going to let a confrontation ruin it.
Before he could turn the corner, voices beyond the hallway caught his attention. None other than AJ Lee was standind in the vacant hallway with her tall bodyguard Tamina.
He hid at the corner when Aries' name left AJ's whorish little mouth.
"Aries is so pathetic. She had a little crush on Dolph when she debuted and she's trying to steal him from me!"
"What makes you think that, April?"
"Ugh! Because, Tamina! I see the way Ziggy looks at her! She lead him on for months only to turn him down! Now she regrets losing him to me.. why else did she wear those clothes yesterday?" AJ trailed on.
"I mean, not that she always dresses like an attention seeking whore, but the way she tried to make Dolph jealous, it just screamed- 'Hi, look at me and my huge tits! Do they look good in this skimpy white top, Dolph?!" AJ's voice went up an octave as if to make fun of the diva she talked shit on.
"AJ, that's ridiculous to assume.. I heard she keeps to herself and she didn't want to-" Tamina was cut off.
"Seriously, Tamina! You're not stupid! Don't believe shit those 'Total Divas' say! Point is, I want her brought down. She has a match with the bitch twins tomorrow. Two on one handicap. Whatever the outcome, we ambush her."
"AJ, this is a personal matter.. it has nothing to do with us as wrestlers..."
"Yeah, AJ. I didn't know the diva's champion was such a spiteful eighth grader."
Dean interrupted their chat, catching a frazzled AJ off guard who took a step back behind Tamina.
"No need to hide behind your bodyguard. I don't hit children. . I mean, women.."
Dean grinned when AJ twiddled her curled locks in an angry manner.
Even in a black lacy nightgown, her tits looked nearly nonexistent. She was jealous of Aries, obviously. Dean thought.
Tamina said nothing and AJ skipped a few steps forward. Her munchin face scrunched in displeasure.
"Why do you smell like sweat and shame? Were you the one partying with some slut in that pic you tweeted last night? Bohy, she must've been a keeper."
Dean chuckled. Even in his drunken haze, he recalled having fun with Aries and tweeting a pic of the six large lemon drops on the counter, with Aries' manicured hand holding to a half empty one in the shot. He typed #LemonDropsArentFree #ShesWorthThePricesHere
in the caption.
"She is, actually. When she's ready to go public, you'll see how much of a keeper my girlfriend really is." Dean scowled at the tiny bitchy diva.
"Hah. Good luck with that. Now run along, go play with your boyfriends or whatever it is you do. Me and my tagteam partner are talking business."
"Right. Just watch your back. Stealing a Shield tactic with a member knowing of it won't end well for you. Keep that in mind, sweetheart."
Dean said with a grin, walking away from the two divas and into his room.
AJ scowled and continued her conversation, explaining how bad she'll look without Tamina by her side. How.. helpless she'll be without her muscle, in other words. Typical manipulation tactic.
Either way, she didn't take Dean's threat lightly. Not by a longshot.
