For the past few minutes, Sonya had been driving through a quiet, recently constructed neighbourhood that seemed like a pleasant, family oriented kind of area. It was the sort of place that stereotypical professional couples moved to, with their 2.4 children, two cars and a dog. It was also home to Charlotte Flair.
"You have reached your destination," the satnav in Sonya's hire car informed her. She was already aware of the fact. A van was parked on the driveway of the home in question, telling Sonya that the film crew were already there.
Pulling up in front of Charlotte's house, Sonya killed the engine, got out, and retrieved the Smackdown Women's Championship from the back seat. She wasn't sure if it would feature in the filming, but she was going to take it inside just in case.
Sonya glanced up and down the street before starting up the driveway. It was mid-morning, yet all she could hear was birds singing and her car's engine clicking as it began to cool down. What a peaceful place to live, she thought. It sure beat her run down urban apartment in Orlando, which definitely needed an upgrade now that she was earning more money. A couple of years ahead of her on the career path, Charlotte had already made that move.
Impressed, possibly a little envious, Sonya started up the driveway, heading for the front door. She noticed that the garden was impeccably kept. Charlotte had to be paying someone to do it for her, considering how much time she spent away from home.
Reaching the front door, Sonya pressed the doorbell, then pushed her aviator style sunglasses up onto her forehead. She was dressed in a black leather jacket, blue and black plaid shirt and grey pants, with black boots completing the look. With the filming in mind, she had wanted to look casual, like she was at home with her girlfriend, but without being too casual. This was still a TV appearance, after all.
After only a brief wait, the door opened. Charlotte stood there with a truly gorgeous, warm smile on her face. She had her left arm in a sling, and was wearing her newest WWE shirt with the word 'Wooooo' on the front of it. "Sonya, hi!" she said warmly, stepping aside to admit her guest. "Come in, please. How was your flight?"
"Good, thank you," Sonya smiled as she entered the house. She saw that it was decorated in a modern style and everything looked pretty much brand new. She could hear a couple of men talking from a room further back in the house, obviously the film crew. "This seems like a lovely neighbourhood to live in, Char. So quiet, and so pretty. And your house looks amazing."
"Thank you," Charlotte said happily, gesturing for Sonya to proceed past a staircase along a wide hallway leading several rooms, including a kitchen straight ahead. "I only moved in back in October. I wanted somewhere quiet, yet relatively close to home. This was perfect. There's coffee on in the kitchen," she added, encouraging Sonya to head in there.
"I'm never going to complain about coffee."
"Knowing you were coming, I went out this morning and brought something in."
Charlotte finished her sentence just as Sonya entered the kitchen. On the island, she saw a large box of donuts, her absolute favourite food. She found the thought quite touching. "Char, I love donuts! Thank you!" she exclaimed.
"I know you do. I follow you on Instagram. Half of your posts are about donuts," Charlotte giggled.
"Half? I resent that comment," Sonya said with a big smile on her face.
"Sorry, three quarters," Charlotte said, and they both laughed. "You have no idea how hard it was to keep the film crew away from them. I told them you got the first choice, and that was the end of it."
Sonya laughed again as she eyed up the selection of available donuts. She selected a strawberry flavoured one. "Has to be this one," she announced. "For a start, anyway."
Charlotte giggled again as both of the film crew guys entered the kitchen. Sonya recognised them both, having worked with them many times. Sam and Rahul were their names.
Greetings were exchanged, then Sam made a beeline for the donuts. "You took your time getting here. Charlotte put us in donut jail."
"Probably a good thing, or there would have been none left for you," Rahul said, choosing a chocolate covered one.
A few minutes later, everyone's need for donuts had been satisfied, Charlotte had served coffee, and they had walked through to the living room, where the guys were getting their equipment ready for filming. Sonya had enquired about Charlotte's surgery, learning that it had gone perfectly and the elbow wasn't too painful.
"Hey, I bet you haven't seen yet," Charlotte said, pulling her phone out of a pocket as she got comfortable on a couch next to Sonya.
"Seen what?" Sonya asked.
"I was on Twitter right before you arrived. WWE Shop just posted a new shirt design for you."
"Oh!" Sonya exclaimed. "No, I haven't seen. Last time I was on Twitter was while I was waiting for my flight."
Quickly, Sonya took out her phone and loaded up her Twitter app. As she navigated to the WWE Shop account, her hopes were not particularly high. The designs they produced were occasionally brilliant, but often sucked. It was something of a lottery as to whether you got something good or not.
The tweet with Sonya's new shirt design was the most recent on the account. "Oh my god," she breathed when she saw the shirt. She had gotten lucky. The shirt was black, with Sonya's face on the front, wearing an angry expression. There were devil horns on top of her head, and the shirt featured the words 'Unleash the Deville inside' in red capital lettering.
"I thought it looked pretty sick," Charlotte commented.
"It really is!" Sonya exclaimed in delight. She quoted the tweet, typing a quick message to encourage her fans to get their shirts now.
"I saw something else while I was on there," Charlotte said. "We have a ship name, Son."
Sonya turned to her, her eyes lighting up. "We do? Our names aren't exactly good ones to combine. What are we called?"
"Flairville," Charlotte said with a chuckle.
"I love it!" Sonya cried. "It's better than anything I would have come up with. What do you say we start using that on Twitter and Instagram when we post stuff?"
"Hashtag Flairville. Yes, that needs to be a thing."
"Okay, I think we're all set," Rahul announced, focusing them on the job at hand. "So, to refresh your memories, what we're filming is a video that will play on the screen in the arena and interrupt Becky while she is in the ring demanding a match with you, Sonya. She'll be saying that if she has to wait until the Royal Rumble for a title match, she wants Sonya Deville in a non-title match that night on Smackdown."
"Got it," Sonya assured him, recalling the pointers they had already been given for the segment.
Beside her, Charlotte laughed. "Before they turn the camera on, you've got donut around your mouth."
As Sonya turned to Charlotte, she was surprised by her on-screen partner reaching out a finger and running it over her bottom lip. Her fingertip came away with strawberry jam on it.
Sonya was surprised even further when Charlotte put the finger in her own mouth and sucked the jam off it. Sonya's sexual drive lurched into unexpected action. She couldn't see any way that hadn't been a suggestive gesture on Charlotte's part, and it had her heart pounding. Was Charlotte actually attracted to her? Surely not!
"What?" Charlotte asked innocently, reading her expression. "I'll practically have your tongue in my mouth in a minute anyway."
Sonya thought she might have a heart attack right there and then. The Queen was either teasing or flirting, and it sure felt a hell of a lot like flirting.
"Ready when you are," Sam prompted.
"Right, sorry," Sonya said, feeling flustered. For a moment, she had almost forgotten the film crew were there. As hard as it was, it was time to set her crush on Charlotte aside and get work done.
With the way Charlotte's living room was arranged, the camera pointing at the two women on the couch would only show a wall in the background, with a painting of a rural scene at sunset on it. There wasn't a way to get the Smackdown Women's title into the shot without it looking ridiculous, so it sat nearby on the floor. Charlotte's arm in its sling would be on show.
In order to comply with what Vince McMahon wanted, Sonya and Charlotte cuddled up to each other before the camera was turned on. Fawn over each other, that was the rather cringe-worthy way it had been put to them. They had also been told to end with a kiss.
Sam counted them down, and began filming.
"Becky!" Sonya said loudly, wanting the interruption to be effective. "You're out there ranting, throwing your weight around and making demands. Well guess what? You're not going to be facing me tonight, because I'm here in North Carolina, with Charlotte, who as you can see has had surgery on the elbow you injured at TLC. She's going to be out a while, but believe me, at the Royal Rumble, you're going to pay for what you did. You want to injure my Queen? Wait until I get you in my Kimura. I'll break your friggin' arm!" Sonya screamed, displaying the outburst of anger her character was now known for.
"You see that, Becky?" Charlotte asked, nuzzling against Sonya. "That's what's known as the Deville within. And when it's unleashed at the Royal Rumble? Sonya's going to kick your ass. She's going to make you tap. She's going to retain the Smackdown Women's Championship. And in the process, she's going to prove who The Man really is."
Sonya had been looking at Charlotte while she spoke. She now looked back to the camera to address Becky. "So, Becky, you go find someone else to take your frustrations out on tonight. Maybe see if Nia Jax is around? Because we know how well that went for you last time. Meanwhile, we've got much better things to do."
Sonya turned to Charlotte, whose right hand came up to her cheek as they began to kiss. As soon as their lips made contact, Sonya lost all ability to think about anything else but the kiss. Charlotte didn't hold back at all, really smooching her right from the start. Maybe it was because of her crush, but Sonya felt like it was one of the best kisses of her life. Charlotte even sighed passionately to add to the experience, making Sonya tingle with sexual excitement.
"Okay, great job," Rahul said, signalling that he had stopped filming.
The girls parted, but Sonya felt like Charlotte had lingered for a half second longer than needed. Another subtle message? Or a figment of her imagination?
With the filming complete, it wasn't all that long before Sam and Rahul had packed their equipment into the van and headed off.
"What do you have planned for the rest of the day?" Charlotte asked Sonya. They were in the kitchen, with Flair getting another round of coffees going.
"Not a lot. I couldn't get a flight until this evening, so I'm not really sure what to do."
"Perfect. You can stay for dinner," Charlotte said with a smile.
"Are you sure?" Sonya asked, thinking that she would like that. Somehow, she needed to bring up her impression that Charlotte had been flirting with her.
"I insist. I have duck breasts that we can have."
"Sounds delicious, thank you," Sonya smiled. Alright, she told herself, over dinner, she would somehow find out what, if anything, Charlotte felt for her.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review last time.
Is Charlotte feeling something for Sonya? Or was she teasing? What will happen next time?