WrestleMania is the next night. It was confirmed earlier today that the main event to close the show would be Charlotte Flair vs Ronda Rousey for the RAW Women's championship. The WWE Universe rejoiced in the first women's main event being such a huge one. Some were disappointed Becky Lynch wasn't involved. One English superfan had been pulling for Zelina Vega to be inserted in the match somehow, but he was removed from Met Life Stadium during NXT TakeOver after showcasing his ZVArmy crowd sign by rushing the ring.

The two women involved in the main event couldn't have been happier. They couldn't keep their hands to themselves either. Ronda and Charlotte, after finding out the news during rehearsals, spent the rest of the evening celebrating by making love to each other that ranged from sweet and gentle to rough and angry.

Charlotte laid on her side, naked as the day she was born, with her head propped up by her hand. Ronda, still catching her breath from her latest orgasm, laid on her back beside her dom with the sparkly blue tape still around her mouth and wrists.

Charlotte thankfully never had to address her accidental declaration of love with Ronda. She wondered if Ronda even knew she had done it. But if she asked and Ronda hadn't heard her, it would make things strange between them.

"Such a perfect body," Charlotte breathed, running her fingertips down Ronda's arm. "Your delicious pussy makes me want to come just thinking about it," her hand traced around Ronda's tits, making them harden and stand erect. "Beautiful. Perky. I could suck these tits all day, peasant," her fingers danced across Ronda's chiseled torso. "Lovely," her fingers slid further south, brushing against Ronda's pink clit. "So good to taste, peasant. Your pussy is so tight when I fuck you."

Ronda stared back into Charlotte's eyes. She had no way of expressing her desire to be pleased again verbally. She knew Charlotte was the best at reading her body. But she also knew Charlotte loved to tease her.

Charlotte slipped her middle finger inside Ronda. Ronda, even though she expected it, inhaled sharply and moaned into her mouth gag.

"Do you like it when I finger your pussy?" Charlotte asked.

Ronda slowly nodded her head.

Charlotte added her ring finger inside Ronda. Pumping slowly, a devilish grin spread across Charlotte's face as Ronda's chest began heaving.

"Don't come," Charlotte whispered in Ronda's ear. "Hold it in as long as you can, peasant."

Ronda shut her eyes. Charlotte never wanted her to come right away; She always had to hold it in. Why did she have to make her do that? Ronda could easily come over and over again if she would just let her.

Charlotte chuckled lightly. "So fucking tight," she leaned closer to Ronda's ear. "Your pussy is so tight, Ronda. How do you do it? You must tell me your secrets."

Ronda whimpered into her gag, pleading Charlotte with her eyes. Charlotte caught her look right away but kept along with her slow pace.

"Oh my, already?" Charlotte playfully taunted, feeling Ronda release on her fingers.

The Queen greedily took the coated fingers in her mouth. Ronda nearly came again just by watching Charlotte moan and touch herself while licking her come off her fingers.

Charlotte began unbinding Ronda's wrists. "Now, peasant, I need you to make me c..."

Ronda, tore the rest of the tape off her wrists in one quick motion. She wrapped her arms around Charlotte's torso and threw her to the other side of the bed. Acting quickly, Ronda straddled Charlotte's lap. As Ronda went to unwind her gag, Charlotte flipped her position so Ronda was laying under Charlotte while the blonde straddled her lap.

"Oh, you poor fool," Charlotte snarled through her teeth. "You think you can better The Queen?"

Ronda attempted to grab at Charlotte. But the blonde quickly gripped her wrists and pinned them to the bed.

Charlotte shook her head and tutted her tongue. "Silly, silly child. You cannot overpower The Queen. You will never overpower The Queen."

Charlotte shifted her hips around until her clit rested over Ronda's. Slowly at first, Charlotte began grinding her clit against Ronda's. She picked up her pace as Ronda's eyes widened in pleasure and her own loins caught fire.

"Do you like it when I fuck you like this?" Charlotte growled. "I fucking love it as much as I love you, peasant."

Charlotte sat up, entangling her legs with Ronda's as their hips bucked together. Ronda gripped Charlotte's hips tightly, afraid she'd either stop or fall off the bed. Charlotte, tits bouncing wildly with her crazy rhythm. The Nature Girl's hair tangled in itself the longer her scissoring session continued. Ronda came multiple times in the short time they were fucking each other, but the sight of her Queen losing her mind as she ground their pussies together (and her duct tape gag) kept her from saying anything against the idea.

"Oh, fuck, you little fucking slut, I'm gonna come all over your fucking pussy," Charlotte gasped, throwing her head back and crying out loud.

Ronda's head sunk further into her pillow as well, feeling herself come again.

"Fuck, Ronda, fuck yes!" Charlotte breathed, finally reaching her climax.

The taller of the two blondes collapsed beside her prone lover. Charlotte was completely exhausted. Ronda finally managed to unwrap her face.

"You are incomparable as ever, my Queen," Ronda sighed.

Charlotte grinned. "Thank you... Loyal subject."

"And," Ronda pecked Charlotte softly on the cheek. "I love you too, Queen."

Every instinct in Charlotte told her to correct her subject for stepping over the line or the very least make her submit again. But she resisted the urge to react violent towards Ronda. Instead, she wrapped her under her arm and pulled her close.

"We have a big day tomorrow, don't we?" Charlotte cooed.

Ronda nodded excitedly. "Yes, Queen, we really do," she pressed her lips softly against Charlotte's. "I love you, my Queen."

Charlotte smirked. "I love you as well, loyal subject."

Charlotte pulled the comforter over herself and Ronda, eager to get some sleep before tomorrow. Ronda nestled her face in the nape of Charlotte's neck and soon fell asleep. Charlotte, feeling her chest grow heavy at what the two declarations of love surely meant for her and Ronda, occupied herself for another hour with thoughts of what was next for them.