Chapter 11
Appearances and signings nailed both Roman and Jon over the course of the next several weeks, thanks to WrestleMania season. The WWE booked them solid, even on their days off and soon it'd been 2 straight weeks since either man had been home. Keyla and Lennox tagged along for the first stretch, but when the second week rolled around, they both decided to go home and switch out their underwear they'd had washed several times while on the road. Jon and Roman understood, wishing they could join their women, but work came first and they couldn't let the fans down. While the girls were on the road with them going to their appearances and staying backstage at the venues, the mystery fangirls, April and Heidi, were nowhere to be found. Jon and Roman were relieved, not sure what would happen if they did show up with their girlfriends in the same building. Keyla and Lennox seemed alright with the fangirl situation after the last major fight, but the boys didn't want to add any fuel to the simmered fire.
However, the moment their girlfriends left the road to go back home for their days off, the mysterious women reappeared at the very next signing Jon and Roman had. Every media appearance they had, the fangirls were front and center, using their smoldering looks and eyes to send clear messages to their favorite wrestlers. It didn't matter if they weren't able to be seen because radio interviews were in secured buildings with only a few choice fans allowed to enter for autographs after the interview ended. Jon and Roman did their best not to engage with the fangirls, keeping things strictly professional and didn't bother snapping pictures with them. They didn't want them anyway, just a simple autograph – no hugging, cheek kisses or trying to squeeze their backsides like before. Sometimes they greeted the boys and other times they just stepped up to claim the autograph before disappearing through the sea of fans.
Baffled wasn't the word Jon and Roman would use to describe how they felt about these fangirls. It was a little obsessive and borderline stalking since they showed up at every single media appearance and signing. They were still fans nonetheless and paid their hard-earned money to see their favorite wrestlers as much as they wanted. Jon and Roman didn't feel any danger from them, both deciding they would not treat the women badly, even if they were a little off their rockers. It was harmless and being WrestleMania season, the busiest couple of months of the year for WWE, Jon and Roman had to suck it up and do their jobs to the best of their abilities. As promised, Jon told Keyla every time April showed up at one of his media appearances, not keeping anything from her and Roman did the same thing with Lennox. The last thing they wanted to do was give their girlfriends any ammunition or suspicion they were cheating like before. Communication was the key to make their relationships last and build to where they were indestructible.
"I do feel bad you feel the need to call me every single time she's there, but I do appreciate you doing it too." Keyla murmured in the phone while painting her toenails, trying her best to be as supportive of Jon as possible. "I should've stayed on the road…"
"Yeah, you should've, but I understand why you decided to go home. Doesn't make me stop wishing you were here right now so I could ravage your body." Jon smirked, lying in bed with just his boxer/briefs on and an arm folded beneath his head on the pillow. "I just got outta the shower too…"
Keyla bit back a groan, shaking her head and set the nail polish on the nightstand, blowing on her freshly painted toes. "You're such a tease. Sex really is all you ever think about, isn't it?" She leaned back on the much softer king sized bed with his pillow since it smelled like him, letting out a sigh. "Believe me, I wish I was there with you too, Moxley. I hate being away from you."
"I'm a man, darlin'. Sex is on our brains, I'd say, 90% of the time. Can only use one of our heads at a time and our dick wins out a lot." Jon said truthfully, looking at the clock and couldn't believe it was already after 10 PM, trying to stifle a yawn. He used to be such a night owl, but all these media appearances were killing him. "Monday will be here before you know it."
"I know." Keyla could hear the thickness in his voice and knew Jon was on the verge of passing out on her, smiling softly. "Go to bed, baby. I love you and I'll see you in a few days." It was Wednesday night, so they had a little over four days left before they saw each other again. "Call me tomorrow if you get a chance."
Another yawn escaped his mouth, this time deeper and longer. "You got it. Love you too, sleep well darlin'."
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"Don't you think it's a little too coincidental how, as soon as I leave you alone on the road, that fangirl whore shows up at your appearances again?" Unlike Keyla, Lennox was voicing her concerns to her boyfriend and felt uneasy being in Pensacola alone while Roman was stuck on the road. "Maybe I should rejoin you and see if she goes away again…"
Roman didn't blame Lennox's trepidation, feeling uneasy about the situation as well and he would not deny his beautiful girlfriend anything she wanted to do. "You just got home and I want you to relax, baby girl. But if you want to rejoin me, I'm not gonna stop you." He hated being away from her as much as Dean did Keyla. They really were pussy whipped! "And yeah, it is weird they showed up after you and Keyla left the road, but they are fans so we can't do anything about it…"
Lennox hated hearing that because she knew Roman was right, they couldn't do anything unless the women started harassing them again. "This is ridiculous. I just want her to leave you alone, both of them. I get you have a female fan base and I have to live with it, but…I don't trust this Heidi whore, Roman. She wants you and she's already proven that since she propositioned you for sex…" Then her violet eyes narrowed to slits, jaw tightening at the memory of discovering that bit of news. "Has she…done that again?"
"No. I would tell you if she did and she hasn't done anything, not even taken another picture with me. She's just gotten my autograph a dozen times and that's it." How a woman ran hot and cold like that was beyond Roman's comprehension, but he wouldn't question it either. Heidi had gone from trying to coax him to go back to her hotel room after a signing to…nothing. "I'm sure there's nothing to worry about, baby girl. I promised to tell you everything that's going on while you're away from me and I meant it. Dean is doing the same thing with Keyla; we want to gain your trust back and we know only time will do it."
"Okay."
They talked for a while longer before Lennox hung up with Roman so he could get some sleep for his next round of media appearances the following day. She contemplated booking a flight to where Roman was, but in the end decided against it. These 4 days off at home were something she really needed to clear her brain and also she had to learn to trust Roman being away from her. Following him around like a puppy dog with a leash wouldn't do anything. She had to suck it up and let her man prove to her how much he truly loved and wanted to be with her.
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In the blink of an eye, a month passed and the beginning of March arrived, kicking off what would be the busiest month of the year. Jon and Roman would be lucky if they spent more than 2 days off since WrestleMania was only weeks away. No incidents had occurred with April and Heidi, which settled well with Keyla and Lennox for the time being. Keyla had other things on her mind, such as her friendship with Baron Corbin and the fact she still hadn't told Jon about their fling in NXT. She knew it would come up eventually and she couldn't keep sneaking around with Baron just to have friendly talks with him. WrestleMania season was such a hectic and stressful time of the year though, so Keyla decided she would come clean about her and Baron's past after the biggest pay-per-view passed by and they could get back to regular schedules. Baron didn't seem to mind sneaking around with Keyla, making fun of her every time they had to hide behind a truck outside or use one of the empty dressing rooms of the arena.
"So I finally got my first debut match on Raw." Baron announced while they shared a bag of popcorn outside of the Prudential Center, the New Jersey weather cool, but not freezing to where they couldn't enjoy the fresh air.
"Really?" Keyla grinned up at him, wondering when the company would finally pull the trigger with her friend. "Well, are you gonna keep me in suspense or be nice and tell me who it is?"
Baron smirked, leaning against the truck and shrugged, chuckling when Keyla smacked his coat covered chest. "Damn, violent much honey?" His terms of endearment would not stop, no matter who she was dating.
"Only when you tease me unnecessarily." Keyla shot back, folding her arms in front of her chest and tilted her head, tapping her foot impatiently. "Come on, just tell me already! Please?" She flashed puppy dog amber orbs at him and giggled at Baron's responding groan, knowing he couldn't resist anything she wanted.
"You don't play fair." Baron grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and remembered a time or two when Keyla used her beautiful amber orbs to get anything she wanted out of him. "Fine alright, you win. It's Ambrose."
Recently, Jon had been feuding with Wade Barrett -Bad News Barrett- who was the current Intercontinental champion. The last pay-per-view event WWE had before WrestleMania was last Sunday and Jon ended up being disqualified because he wouldn't listen to the referee while kicking the snot out of Barrett. He felt disrespected because Barrett refused to stay in the ring and fight like a man for the one of the most prestigious titles in WWE. As a result, Jon ended up stealing the title from Barrett at the pay-per-view and had a hold of it ever since, challenging anyone to come after him to claim what he felt was his. It was a very alluring storyline and made the Intercontinental championship relevant in WWE again – something that had been done in quite a while. Adding Baron to the mix for the Intercontinental championship did not set well with Keyla, but she had to play it off and be happy for her friend.
"Wow, that's great!" It would kill her to film her boyfriend and Baron going at each other in the ring, but it was part of her job and she had to stay professional, no matter what. "Hopefully the company figures out what they're doing about the Intercontinental title situation soon since Mania is on the horizon. Who knows? You may be headlining Mania with Jon, wouldn't that be exciting?"
Beating Dean Ambrose in the middle of the ring in front of Keyla sounded like heaven on earth to Baron, though he wouldn't voice his opinion a loud. The last thing he wanted to do was upset her. However, he would not take it easy on Ambrose either and, if the opportunity came for him to be the Intercontinental champion, Baron would take it and be the best he could, better than Ambrose ever thought.
"So when is the big debut?"
"Tonight. I just found out from Stephanie and Triple H earlier and…you were the first person I wanted to tell." Baron smiled sheepishly, honestly meaning what he said because he didn't want to surprise Keyla again like he had at the Royal Rumble.
Why hadn't Jon told her about this? Hell, it was his business not hers, but still Keyla would've still liked to hear the news from her boyfriend instead of Baron. "You're going to do great. Show the fans just who the Big Bad Wolf of WWE is." She gave him a one-armed hug to congratulate him and felt Baron kiss the top of her head, not feeling any romantic notions whatsoever. It was all strictly platonic.
A few minutes later, they headed inside the building to get ready for Raw to start and all Keyla could do was hope and pray the match between Jon and Baron went smoothly.
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Wiping beads of sweat from his forehead, Roman could only watch the video he'd been sent by his cousin, Jimmy USO, through his email. It was an Instagram account of one his fans, but Jimmy hadn't said who in the subject box line. The second Roman clicked the link on his cell phone, he immediately regretted it, but couldn't pull his eyes away either. There stood Heidi in a black sheer negligee, leaving very little to the imagination. Roman could clearly see her nipples poking through the material and felt beads of sweat form on his forehead while watching her saunter around what he could only assume was her bedroom.
"Mmm Roman, how I wish you were here with me right now. How these hands wish they could undress you and start with that tight top you always wear to the ring with your symbol on it." Her dark smoldering eyes looked directly into the camera as she squatted down in front of the camera, giving him a clear shot of the matching panties she had on. "I'd admire your beautiful strong body and then remove your cargo pants that hug your ass perfectly. Mmm I bet it's so strong and firm…"
"Christ…" Roman grunted, wondering if all fangirls did this kind of softcore porn on their Instagram accounts for various wrestlers.
Just as Heidi began sliding her fingers down to touch herself, Roman couldn't watch anymore and closed the video, shaking the image out of his head. No, that would be cheating on Lennox if he watched one of his fangirls pleasure herself, even if it was only on the internet. He didn't feel right doing it and wondered how the hell Jimmy came across this in the first place. As if Heidi's video wasn't bad enough, Roman received another email a few minutes later with another link – this time labeled 'For Ambrose'. What the hell? Roman opened the link and wasn't surprised to see the blonde named April in a similar outfit to Heidi's. Only her negligee is pure white instead of black. What were these women trying to accomplish by making these raunchy videos? Did they think this is what men wanted because, if so, that was far from the truth! Not wasting time, Roman texted Dean and ordered him to come to the dressing room immediately. There was something very important he had to show his brother in arms.
"Oh my precious lunatic, I want you to lose control with me. I wouldn't beg, no reason to. Dean already knows what I want to do to him and if he doesn't, he's in for one hell of a surprise." April giggled wickedly in the camera, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulders and seductively climbed on the pure white bed, her deep blue eyes searing through Roman's cell phone screen. "He is the Titty Master after all…"
Jon blinked, watching the video up until April began demonstrating to her Instagram audience just what she wanted him to do to her. He closed it out just like Roman did and slowly looked over at his Samoan friend, both of them floored by what they just witnessed. How the hell were they supposed to explain this to their girlfriends? Keyla would lose her mind and demand the video to be taken down along with Lennox or they would simply accuse them of cheating again! It was a lose-lose situation, but technically the fangirls hadn't said their full wrestling names, associated any of the video with WWE or created any kind of legal troubles for themselves. They were a lot smarter and cunning than Jon and Roman realized, which made them extremely dangerous.
"Bro, what the fuck?"
"I don't know…" Roman tossed his hands up in the air, adjusting his cargo pants and couldn't believe he'd gotten a bit turned on by that video of Heidi. He was a man, it was a natural reaction when seeing a beautiful woman in barely nothing talking about him, right? "I mean; they're fans…"
"Yeah, fans who want to fuck us until we're both loopy and can't remember our names." Jon pointed out, standing from the bench and shook his head, remembering their promises to the girls. "We need to do something about this now…"
Roman snorted, planting his hands on his hips. "What do you want done, Ambrose? Have them banned from the arenas, signings, appearances in general? We can't do that because then other fans, especially females, will start calling us assholes and I don't need any more negativity from the fucking crowds. They're not doing anything illegal – it's softcore porn and they didn't mention us specifically. Roman and Dean could be anybody, we're not the only ones in the world." They had to be rational about this situation, especially with the public eye on WWE as much as it currently was because of WrestleMania season.
"So what the fuck do we do? And are you telling Lennox about the videos?" Jon demanded, needing to know where Roman stood because he was honestly on the fence about informing Keyla this fangirl was once again making her presence known. "Telling them might make things worse for us instead of better and we don't need the added stress right now…"
Trusting his gut instinct, Roman deleted the videos from his phone and clamped a hand on Dean's shoulder, grey eyes focused and filled with uncertainty. "We didn't see shit. I'll tell Jimmy the videos didn't come through and you keep this shit locked up tight. The girls don't need to know about this."
Another web of lies had formed and the boys just hoped it didn't blow up in their faces.
