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It was another average Monday Night Raw.
"Punk, Punk!" AJ yelled as CM Punk was heading out to the curtain getting ready to wrestle Rey Mysterio. She chased after him in her converse clad feet. He turned around and sighed. AJ had been doing this for a few weeks now and Punk was a little annoyed by it. He thought she was pretty cute though, which was a plus. They liked the same stuff too. But AJ was too dramatic for Punk's liking, but he enjoyed her company nonetheless.
"What do you want?" He asked as she wrapped her little arms around his tattooed torso in a sweet but seductive embrace.
"Good luck tonight." The spitfire praised and Punk rose an eyebrow in confusion. This was new. She'd never done anything like that before.
"Thanks AJ." He replied awkwardly as she pulled away. She smiled sweetly, pushing a strand of her brunette hair behind her small pierced ear.
"I'll be waiting when you get done." The diva spoke and sent the straight edge a cute wink, then skipped off somewhere backstage.
Alright then. Punk shook his head in amusement, and that's when his music hit and he made his way down the ramp to wrestle Rey Mysterio. Punk won of course, which wasn't surprising. Once the match was over he headed backstage covered in sweat. As soon as he entered the locker room, a set of small hands covered his green eyes.
"AJ?" He guessed with a smirk. He knew it was her immediately.
"Yup!" She said and Punk moved her hands out of the way and frowned at her. He was tired of playing games. "What's wrong?" AJ asked knitting her eyebrows together in confusion.
"Cut the innocent crap AJ." Punk purred and inched his way towards the diva until he had her petite frame pinned against the locker room wall. Luckily there were no other superstars or divas in sight.
"What are you doing?" She asked but was interrupted by the straight edge.
"How much do you like me?" He asked seductively and AJ immediately flushed.
"Well..." She started as she was flustered. Oh the things he could do to her. If they even locked eyes she would just melt into a puddle of goo.
"How much?" He prompted as he pressed his body to hers.
"A... A lot." She admitted as she realized Punk's nimble fingers were already pulling her shirt over her head. Was this really happening to her? It all seemed like a dream. She and CM Punk were actually going to get intimate with each other.
"Enough to do this?" He asked then attacked her plump lips with his pierced ones. The kiss was hard and sloppy, they were all over each other in a second and AJ loved every part of it. Just the way his strong hands felt all over her body was overwhelming, and she couldn't get it enough.
"More." She begged and he smashed his lips to hers in an instant. Suddenly the new lovers were consumed with a sickness. A sickness of pleasure, passion, and pure ultimate lust. "Just don't stop. Please." AJ cooed as the two stripped off their remaining clothes. She wanted him. She wanted him bad.
"I would never." Punk said as he began biting and suckling on her craned neck as she whimpered in pleasure. Her skin tasted sickly sweet; it was deadly.
Her moans of pleasure were sweet music to CM Punk's ears. It only increased his already too big ego. The sounds just kept slipping out of her mouth, and she couldn't stop them. She was powerless.
The two had no idea what led to this. It just happened. It was your typical friends with benefits situation.
They continued to explore each other's bodies right there in the locker room, and finally AJ couldn't take it anymore. She wrapped her legs around CM Punk's waist and drug her nails up his sweaty back.
"Just do it already." She ordered and that's when her thrust into her with such a force it knocked the breath out of her and she could only scream out in ecstasy. "Yes..." She hissed as she buried her head in the crook of his neck, feeling the warmth radiate off of him.
"Fuck..." Punk murmured as he continued to slam into the petite diva. Their hot breaths and strangled moans filled the steamy locker room air.
"God yes." She kept saying as Punk went harder and faster, causing the spitfire immense pleasure. They continued to go at it, just tearing at each other. It was like they couldn't get enough. "I'm close." AJ uttered, and that's when the two came together. "Punk!" She yelled as her lip quivered in ecstasy and she went limp. He pulled out of her and pulled his wrestling trunks back on.
"See you later?" He asked her. She nodded as she pulled on her clothes again. There was no backing out now. AJ was already addicted, she just couldn't get enough. And with that they parted not even making eye contact...
