"Did you hear about John and Eve?"
With the sound of her name echoing within the confinements of the practically deserted women's locker room, WWE Divas Champion Eve Torres tilted her face up as her eyes automatically searched around to get a glimpse of the woman who just mentioned her name in the loudest whisper ever.
Not that she really needed to take a look, after all she knew the sound of that voice very well and she could recognize it anywhere, anytime. It was her supposedly good friend, gossip girl Barbara Blank aka Kelly Kelly.
Ah, but even though she recognized her in an instant, Eve still had to look, her eyes finding the source of said voice standing in the opposite corner of the room while re-doing her make-up.
Hadn't she noticed that she was there? Eve asked to herself; her mind having a hard time comprehending that that yes, the blonde was openly talking about her.
"Oh my God, yes. I still can't believe those two." Alicia Fox, who was sitting next to Kelly commented in a gasp.
"Yeah I know. She definitely didn't waste any time on jumping on his bed to warm it up."
Opening her mouth and letting it hang open for a few seconds, Eve chuckled in disbelieve. Sure, ever since other WWE superstars started to notice that she was spending more and more time with John, a lot of talk started to circle around; but never, not even once did she thought that the whispers behind her back and the glances sent her way every time she was walking around were going to actually capture her attention like this.
Besides it wasn't like they were all over each other in every corner. Hell, they hadn't even kissed in public and nope, they were not traveling together and let alone sharing a room.
They were just… trying things out at the slow pace she requested him.
But now things came to this, even though she has tried to maintain her relationship with John out of the public eye, both Barbara and Alicia were talking about her as if she wasn't even there.
Zipping her rolling suitcase close, the Colorado native stood up and started to make her way towards the other Divas. She did it without thinking, her mind getting clouded with something very close to anger.
"Why don't you say whatever you have to say to my face, Barbara?"
Opening her mouth and then closing it shut, the young Diva looked at Alicia and opened her eyes wide. But then, as if recuperating, she arched an eyebrow and looked at Eve dead in the eye while her lips curved into a mocking smile. "I don't have anything to say to you."
Snorting in bitterness, Eve shook her head. She still couldn't believe that this was someone she considered a friend. "Of course you don't." With that said, she turned around and started to walk away.
But before she could reach the door as it has been her intention, Barbie spoke to her.
"Everyone knows you two are together, Eve; just as everyone knows that you sleeping with him was the real reason he divorced so please, drop the nice girl act because it doesn't suit you anymore."
At those words, Eve clenched her jaw and turned around again, her eyes blazing as she looked at her former friend.
This was the kind of talk she has been dreading, accusation of breaking John's marriage apart. But more than upset that her fears were now a reality, what Eve felt was anger at the fact that Barbara of all people, was saying those things to her in front of everyone.
Blinded once again by anger, Eve started to make her way to the blue eyed Diva, but before she could even take a step, someone grabbed her hand and yanked at it.
"Forget it; she's just jealous because at least John got a divorce for you while Jericho only used her to get in her pants. Just like everybody else."
"No one is talking with you, Rosa." Barbara, yelled.
"Well last I heard this is a free country and I have the right to speak what's on my mind. Come on, Eve; let's go find your man."
Letting herself being dragged out to the corridors by the Latina, Eve grunted. "Ugh, I've never wanted to hit somebody so bad."
"And lose your job? No way! Trust me, she's not worth it. The girl is just bitter and jealous because you took John off the market before she could even try to do it herself."
Pursing her lips and walking alongside Rosa, Eve breathed in as an attempt to calm herself. "I didn't take John out of the market. We are not even sleeping together, we are just-"
Before she could finish that sentence, Rosa waved her hand up in the air. "Hush, girl, I don't care what you do or don't do with John; that's your business. But Blondie is right, the talk backstage is of you two hooking up and as I see it, you can let it bother you or you can ignore it and live your life whoever the way you want."
Pushing her tongue hard against her teeth, Eve thought about what Rosa was saying and then she ran her hands through her long hair.
"Anyway, there's your man so go and forget about everyone else but him. Hey John, I have a delivery package for you!" After yelling that last part out of the top of her voice, Rosa took a turn at the corner of the hallway and left Eve standing in the middle of the corridor all alone.
Now, from her vantage point, the brunette could see that John has been talking with some of the guys. There was Punk, Zack and Kofi and after Rosa yelled lie she did, the four of them were staring at her.
But none of those eyes had more weight that the ones of John Cena and fixing her own green orbs on them, Eve blew out a breath.
"Well you must excuse me, gentlemen." John said in his always good natured tone of voice. Soon after that he was making his way towards her.
Now John… for the last few weeks or so, the two of them have been kind of dating. It was nothing official though, they would just go out after the shows, they would kiss whenever he dropped her at the door of her hotel room or when no one was really looking and they talked and texted each other all the time; nothing more, and nothing less.
It was almost like dating in high school, she knew it, but even though her mind and body were craving to take that important next step, she just didn't want to rush things out with him.
"Hey," The tall man said with one of his infamous dimple smiles gracing his features and once he got to her he leaned forward and kissed the corner of her lips. "The guys are talking about going out for the night, there's supposed to be this amazing sports bar downtown and that's where they are going. Want to go?"
Smiling meekly, Eve crossed her arms to her chest. She didn't want to go out that night; after the little exchange with Barbie she wasn't feeling like it. "No, you go with them; I'm not feeling like mingling with the crowd tonight."
"Are you alright?" He asked with a frown, his arms coming to rest on his hips as he looked down on her.
He was itching to touch her, Eve could see that even in her rotten mood and she wondered how he would take it if she talked to him about what happened.
"Let her be, John boy! You'll scare her away and she'll end up running; meaning that in no time you'll be back with your constant whining of 'Eve doesn't talk to me, why is she giving me the cold shoulder?' crap again."
Chuckling, John turned to the group of wrestlers and ran a hand down his face. "Shut the fuck off, Punk." Once he said that, he turned back to Eve. "That's not true, I never whined about you."
"Bullshit!" Punk said and the rest of the guys laughed. "He was driving me crazy already."
"Anyway! Umm do you want to lay low for the night, just you and me in a nice restaurant?"
Moving her eyes from him to see that Punk was motioning something to her that she couldn't quite understand behind John's back, Eve snorted despite herself; but then she turned her attention back to the man in front of him.
"No… tonight I'm just going to go to my room and go to bed." When she said that, John's face dropped a little and he mumbled an okay. At his reaction, Eve couldn't help but to notice that he didn't answer back with an offering of going to bed with her.
That would have been more in John's fashion; because even though he was granting her the time she asked from him, he still hadn't stopped letting her know how much he wanted to be with her.
"Would you take me there? There's something I need to talk with you, in private."
"Uh oh." John said with a soft chuckle. "Why is it that I don't like the sound of that?"
As a response, Eve just shrugged.
"Alright," He said, clearing his throat and running the tip of his tongue over his lips. "Well, let me get my things and I'll take you to the hotel."
Nodding, Eve watched as John walked away, and when he passed by the trio of WWE superstars with whom he has been talking, he punched Punk's shoulder lightly and kept moving.
On her part, Eve kept on thinking about her relationship with John as she headed back to the Diva's locker room to gather her things; luckily, Barbara wasn't there anymore so once done, she met with John in the parking lot so that they could make it to the hotel.
"So what did you want to talk about?" John asked with a trace of hesitation on his voice once he was driving out of the arena.
"I don't want to discuss it here." And she really didn't want that; the conclusion of all her thinking wasn't something that was meant to talk while he was driving.
Nodding at her response, the former Champion clicked his tongue against his cheek. "Is it about us?"
"Yeah…" She said absentmindedly.
The rest of the journey was made in silence, an uncomfortable and very unusual silence that dragged on as they walked into the hotel and made it to her door.
Now, as a rule, Eve wouldn't allow John to get inside of her room because experience told her that she always kind of succumbed to his advances whenever they were alone behind closed doors.
It happened the first time they kissed and it happened the night of the little incident where she fell against him and well, injured him.
But that night she was going to let him come in so she could do what she probably should have done a long time ago.
With that in mind, the pretty brunette watched as John walked into her room; his imposing presence making all her senses stand on alert.
"So-" He said in a chuckle, running both his hands through his short hair as his mind ran a thousand miles per second. He couldn't help it, his skull was just being invaded with countless of possibilities about what was it that Eve wanted to talk with him.
Was she going to break up with him? Sure, they weren't exactly dating, but they have been spending a lot of time together and he thought that they were finally getting somewhere.
He has been even doing his best to control his urges of just cornering against the nearest wall and kiss her until she had no choice than to confess that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
Blowing out a breath, Eve closed the door and walked inside. She didn't even turn on the lights, she just made it to the desk standing in a corner and turned around so that she could rest against it. "You know, I don't really know how to say this." She chuckled while folding her arms to her chest.
John just watched her, his clear blue eyes delving deep into hers as she chewed on her bottom lip.
Clearing her throat, Eve lowered her head and ran her tongue over the edge of her teeth. No, there was no real way of saying what she wanted to say without feeling awkward so she was just going to show him.
Determined, she took in a deep breath and looked at him in the eye; then she just lifted her hands to the top of her dress and started to slide it down.
She did it slowly, without breaking the eye contact and when the dress was pooling at her feet, she kicked it away along with her heels.
Through all that, John observed in silence, his eyes taking everything they could of the woman standing in nothing but a very revealing matching set of bra and panties that were leaving very little for his imagination.
She was just… perfect.
"You know, I think this is the moment where you say or do something other than standing there." Eve said, feeling extremely exposed under his stare.
Without moving his sparkling blue eyes from her, John opened his mouth to speak but instead he just laughed out loud. "Wow, I don't know what to say? Damn? Is damn okay or can I say a holy shit did you just took your clothes off?"
"Or maybe you can just come here and kiss me so I don't have to feel so awkward."
"That sounds even better." Putting his feet in motion, John broke out of his trance and headed her way. Once close enough he kissed her as she requested; his lips finding her pliant ones in an instant and his hands settling on her naked waist so that he could pull her flush against him.
Lifting her arms to circle his neck, Eve tilted her head to the right and kissed John back; her tongue rolling against his as the moist cave of her mouth was filled with the extraordinary taste of him.
They kissed like that for a while; but when the need to breathe was too strong, they ceased the lip lock.
"Was this what you wanted to talk about?" John mumbled against her lips, his fingertips running against her ribcage and then lowering back to her waist. He repeated the motion a few times, his touch becoming firmer and needier.
"Who said I wanted to do some talking?" Eve replied, her confidence soaring as she felt the undeniable proof of John's arousal pressing insistently against her hip.
That right there made her feel a liquid warm sensation settle in her lower stomach and getting lost in the moment, she closed her eyes kissed him with renewed passion.
With this new kissing session, John wasn't limiting himself anymore on running his hands up and down her sides and nothing more; no, he was now exploring the soft skin of her back.
Eve liked that, and when John dragged his lips down to her throat, kissing and nibbling at her flesh as his hands worked with the clasp of her bra, she couldn't help but to moan low in her throat.
Sucking in a breath and lifting his face so that he could look into her eyes, John moved his hands to her shoulders and slid the straps of her bra away. Once that was done, he removed the article of clothing so that succulent flesh of her breasts could be out and exposed.
"You have no idea how much I want this, Eve; so if for some reason you don't want to go through with it, then you better talk now."
Swallowing down and taking notice that John just stopped touching her, Eve lifted her face towards his and blinked. For a moment she said and did nothing, but when the weight of his stare was too much, she reached forward and took off his shirt.
John helped her, but he made no attempt of touching her.
"I want this." She said, her hands taking action again and reaching forward for his jeans so that she could unbutton it. "I want you."
That was all it took for John to lift her up against him while claiming her lips in a searing kiss; that was all it took for the two of them to lose control.
His pants and boxers disappeared, her panties were pulled down her legs and without either of them being sure of how they got there, they ended in bed.
Flesh against flesh and breaths mingling in their hungry kiss, John found himself laying on top of her and right between her legs.
It was a very compromising position because that way, his throbbing erection was pressing against the burning entrance of her sex. It was all a matter of one single thrust, one push and he would be deep inside of her.
"John," She breathed out into the kiss. But before she could say whatever it was that she wanted to say, John sucked her tongue into his mouth and started to massage it sensually.
Now, it was no secret that John has been waiting for this moment for a very long time, but it was also true that he wanted to take his time to truly enjoy the moment with calm.
He wanted to discover the wonders of her body without hurry; he wanted to drag his lips and fingers through every part of her anatomy, he wanted to watch her moan his name as his tongue pleasured the most intimate part of her being and yeah, why deny it? He wanted to feel her luscious lips wrapped around his erection.
He wanted all that almost as much as he wanted to push his entire length deep into her core in that precise moment.
He could do it, that last part, he could feel that Eve was already wet and ready for him and giving that ultimate step, that ultimate movement that would make the woman his was just at reaching distance.
"John," Eve managed to say again and this time she finished talking. "Don't be a tease, I want you inside of me, now."
Snorting, John kissed her mouth briefly. He wasn't sure if he would last much if he did what she requested, after all he has spent long months where the only way of treating his lust was either taking the matters into his own hands or taking a cold shower; but who was him to deny her anything when she was asking with that raspy tone that spoke volumes of her desire?
He could take his time with her later; after all he wasn't willing to let go of her now that she was almost his and who knew, they could go for round two once they took off their system their raw desire.
It was with that in mind that he pushed into her and it was like that that he groaned at the feeling of her warm folds welcoming him.
"Holy shit." He panted, searching for her lips to kiss.
That was how the new lovers began to take everything the other had to give. They kissed until there was no air in their lungs, they touched until there was no skin left to explore and in a chorus of muffled moans and soft groans, they melted against each other as if there was no tomorrow.
And once the apex of their passion reached the edge, they lay tangled in each other as their breathing started to come back to normal.
"You know, I don't want to ruin the moment. But what made you change your mind about being like this with me?" John asked as his nose buried into her hair.
Resting against his chest, Eve closed her eyes and breathed in. "I don't know. I guess I got tired of being held back thinking about what others could think about this."
Yeah, that was it. At first she held back because he was married and she refused to let her feelings cloud her judgment, but once he got his divorce she refrained because she didn't want people making assumptions.
But they still did, even when she did her best to do things by the book, everyone still thought of her as the woman who snuck her way into a married man's bed and there was nothing she could do about it.
So, if people were going to talk anyway, why don't let her feelings guide the way without a care in the world? And since her feelings were screaming at her that she wanted to be with John more than anything, she decided to go through with it.
Humming, John kissed the top of her head. "So are we official now?"
Opening her eyes and running her fingers to his stomach, Eve smiled. "Official? No way, I'm not that into you."
"Ohhh, low blow to the ego! If I didn't any better I would feel wounded; but no, after harassing me for so long, you don't have to say how much you like me, I know."
"I harassed you?" Eve blurted out in a chuckle, sitting up so that she could look at him. "You were the one constantly harassing me! You begged and begged that I ended up feeling sorry and gave you a chance."
"Ha, you wished you had the privilege of having a man like me harassing you."
Opening her mouth and letting it hang open, Eve blinked her eyes slowly. "Privilege? Would you like to stop having the privilege of being here in my bed?"
Wrapping his arms around her and pulling him on top of him, John laughed wile kissing Eve into silence. "Not likely, Ms. Torres, as I'm sorry to inform you that you are stuck with me from now on."
Humming, Eve rolled her eyes. "Meh, alright, I mean why not?" She replied playfully as John once again pressed his lips against hers, sealing with that new kiss the beginning of their relationship.
Xx~Fin~xX
Yup, it's been a long journey but this is really the end. I wanted to finish it in a good note and I hope this did the trick. Thanks for the great reviews for this one, it means a lot that you took off your time to let me know what you thought of this. Take care ;)