AN: Some of this chapter's for Mature audiences only. Had to repost this chapter and edit some stuff so FanFiction won't bother me with it, should they ever catch me, lol.


Chapter 12

Later that evening, Mickie had returned to the hotel to see just what the hell was up with her boyfriend...

"Chris!" she called, almost slamming the door behind her. "Chris, are you home?"

"Just a sec!" he called from another room.

"This can't wait, Chris, this is important. I really have to talk to you."

A few moments later, Sabin joined his girlfriend in the living room. "Sorry, babe, I was a little busy. What's up?"

"Back at the arena, I saw-" she began, but froze once she saw a towel clad Velvet approach Chris from behind.

"Chris, what's-Oh, hi, Mickie." she said, a little surprised.

"Uh, Mickie, this isn't what it looks like." Chris reasoned.

The Diva was having none of it. "What the hell is going on in here?" she asked quietly.

"Babe, it is NOT what it looks like, I swear!" he repeated. "Hear me out. Velvet was just finished taking a soak in the tub, and she needed me to help her get out without slipping or falling. That's it."

"Oh, really?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"YES, really." Chris replied, a little hurt that she didn't believe him.

"So you want me to think that you were HELPING her get out of the tub. How do I know that she didn't call you in there just to get you to see her without any clothes on?" asked Mickie.

"Excuse me, Mickie! I really DID need Chris's help! With my leg, there's no way that I could've gotten out of the tub myself without hurting my leg even further." Velvet demanded, standing up for herself.

"Save it, Vel. Listen to me, Chris. I think that your 'help' with Velvet here's going way too far. And you, Miss Sky, I suggest that you find somebody else to help you, because Chris is MY boyfriend. Not yours anymore." she said with venom in her voice.

The blonde generally looked hurt, but before she could reply, Chris stepped up and said, "Wait, wait, wait. Mickie, YOU were the one who urged us so bad to get along in the first place, and now that we're friends again, you-you don't want us to talk anymore?"

"This goes beyond just talking, Chris. Don't you get it? She asks YOU for help and NOBODY else! She is trying to take you for herself, KNOWING that you're with me." the Diva explained. "She's taking things with you way too far, Chris."

The Detroit native couldn't believe that all this was coming from his girlfriend, but then Velvet announced, "You know what, if I'm such a problem, then I'll just go and find a flight back home, all right? Thanks for everything, Chris."

"Jamie, no. You don't have to go anywhere." Chris stopped her.

Shocked that Chris had just defended her, Mickie scoffed, glared at the two of them, and stormed out of the room.

"Aw, damn it. Mickie!" Chris called after her.

"You better go after her." Velvet told him.

"Yeah, I will. Be back in a sec." he rushed out. He didn't have to look for her, since he caught her storming down the hall. "Mickie, will you please stop and listen to me?"

"No." she called back, not looking back at him. "I have to leave you and Jamie alone, don't I? I'm going to find someone to bunk with for the night."

He ran to catch up with her. "Do you know how childish you're acting right now? God, I try to do a good deed for someone and you go and tear my head off about it!" he cried.

"Look, don't let me stop you, ok?" she said flatly. "Do whatever the hell you want to."

"You know what, this jealousy of yours is SUCH a huge turn off. I know that you're better than that, Mickie. And the worst of it is, you're accusing me of crap that I didn't even do! You're totally jumping to conclusions without even knowing what's really up."

"Come on, Chris, you and I both know that this is all Velvet's fault! She's trying to get her claws into you! How do we know that her leg's really injured? She could've been faking it the entire time just to get you to herself." the Diva suggested.

"Knock it off, Mickie, how could you even say such a thing? Of course she's hurt, why would she want to hurt her wrestling career like this if she 'intentionally' did it?" he asked.

"All right, then answer me this question. Earlier tonight, I come back from my match, looking for you. But instead, why do I find you hugging Velvet and telling her that you'll never let whoever it is bother her again?"

He sighed. "You really want to know? Earlier, Dave, Dolph, and Jack all tried to hit on her at the same time. She was traumatized, who knows what the hell they would've done to her? She's my friend again, Mickie, and I'm going to be there to make up for lost time. She's pretty much defenseless right now, and I want to be the one to help her out."

She nodded coolly. "All right. If you care for her so much, then go ahead and sleep with her."

His eyes widened. "...What?" he demanded.

"You heard me."

"Mickie, come on, you can't be serious right now."

"I'm dead serious."

"I'm in love with you, I'm not sleeping with her!"

"Enough, Chris, I'm done. Consider us done until Velvet's out of the picture, all right?" she said, walking off without even turning back.

The Detroit native was about to go after her, but was too pissed at her to do so. Finally, he shook his head and stormed back into the gang's hotel room. Velvet looked up at the sound of the slamming door. "Chris? Everything ok?" she asked, getting up.

"No. I think that Mickie and I just broke up." he said, distant.

"Oh, Chris, I'm so sorry. She was just totally overreacting about the whole situation, that's all."

"I just wish she believed me." replied Sabin.

"It's gonna be ok. No matter what happens, I'll be here for you." the blonde smiled, taking his hands. "Just like you were here for me."

The Detroit native couldn't help but to chuckle. "Wow. What the hell happened to us? Just seems like yesterday we were each other's worst enemies."

She giggled. "I have no idea, but I'm really glad that this is all behind us now."

"Me, too."

Soon after that, the two stood, lost in the moment, as they admired one another. Without saying a word, Velvet smiled as she leaned in to give her ex-flame a soft, but lasting kiss. There was no doubt that Chris had felt that same spark that he did when he last kissed her years ago, but he also couldn't get Mickie out of his head. "Jamie, no. I'm still in love with someone else." he announced.

Her eyes burned into his. "Mickie's the one who led you back here, isn't she?" she asked surely.

That was too true. Besides, Mickie broke up with HIM and gave him her blessing to go and do whatever he wanted, so to hell with it. Chris pulled her face to his and wrapped her in a more passionate kiss, with the blonde not pulling away anytime soon. Her fingers grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to her, and soon enough, the two made their way into the bedroom.


Chris's hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer to him, and then moved to her ass, giving it a squeeze. She yelped at this, eliciting a chuckle from the Detroit native. Careful of her leg, he lifted her into his arms and gently placed her onto the bed and slowly crawled over her. Velvet was elated that this was finally happening to her. He gave her a lustful look before brushing away a strand of her hair and leaned in to give her another kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her, and she could clearly tell that he was just as turned on as she was due to feeling the growing bulge in his jeans against her inner thigh.

The intensity in Chris grew even more once he reached up and swiftly removed his shirt, carelessly tossing it to the side. He reached back down to make out with the blonde below him, before they both rolled over so that she was on top of him. Velvet had never fully gotten dressed after her shower, so she slipped off her robe to reveal a blue laced bra and panties. After tossing the robe to the side, Sabin gazed at her womanly charms before reluctantly reaching up to grab them.

The Knockout smiled at his timidness before forcefully placing his hands over her chest, making sure that he was getting the same satisfaction that she was currently feeling. Chris smirked at this and gained his confidence once again, going one step further and reaching back to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the side. He grabbed her mounds again and ran his thumbs over them, drawing out a small moan from the blonde above him. The Detroit native pulled her down and ran his tongue over her mounds, causing her to cry out, "Oh yes, Chris..."

Soon after that, they locked lips again before she lifted herself back up to undo his belt and slipped off his jeans. The blonde vixen flashed him a seductive smile before trailing a tongue down his toned chest and rock hard abs. Her hand teasingly snaked into his boxers and suddenly grabbed onto his member, causing his eyes to widen a little bit. Velvet slid off his shorts completely and enveloped her mouth around his length, bobbing her head up and down as the pleasure intensified. He groaned and grabbed a handful of her hair as he was being taken to new heights, and remembered just how good she was with her tongue from back in the day when they were still dating. Soon enough, he was reaching his breaking point and yelled Velvet's name in surrender, unloading everything he had into Velvet's waiting mouth.

She grinned at this and reached up to wrap her lover in another kiss. Next, Chris felt that he had to repay her, so he turned her over so that she was on her back and he hovered over her, and slowly slid off her panties to see just how wet she was. His lust filled blue eyes looked up at her again before roaming his tongue over her center. The blonde tossed her head back and yelled out a slur of curses as he continued bringing her over the edge. Moments later, he became too much for her and she was forced to scream out his name in return.

After that, he hovered over her body once again and the two crashed into another kiss, before he spread open her legs. Without saying a word, he looked at his lover as if to say, 'You better thank me for this', and she smiled back at him as if to say, 'Just shut up and screw me.' Minding her injured leg, the Detroit native grabbed onto her waist and wasted no time in entering her, not looking back as he drilled himself into her. Velvet's cries of satisfaction intensified while he almost violently increased his thrusts. She couldn't help but to smile since he remembered how rough she liked it, but her smile was soon replaced with her belting out a loud scream, tightly grabbing the bedsheets.

After about 10 or so minutes, the two were rapidly reaching their breaking points. The Detroit native tightly grabbed onto the blonde's waist but jerked forward a little bit once he felt her walls contract around his length, and she screamed, "OOOHHHH, Gods, CHRIS!" she tossed her head back as her orgasm took over. He forcefully thrusted a few more times before calling back, "Ah Christ, VEL!" once he reached his breaking point next. Soon after, he collapsed onto the bed alongside her in pure exhaustion.

"Oh wow, just like old times. I forgot just how amazing you were." Velvet smiled, wrapping her arms around his waist. Chris, on the other hand suddenly felt guilty, because all he could suddenly think about was Mickie and how she decided to leave him so quickly. He sighed and turned his head the other way so that he didn't look at the blonde beside him.

"Chris, what's wrong?" she asked, noticing his expression. "Aren't you glad that we finally did this again after so long?"

"I-I don't know, Vel." was all he could say.

"Well...I'm glad. Chris, can I tell you something? Something important?" she asked.

He turned to look at her, and lightly ran his fingers through her hair. "Sure, what is it?"

"I just realized...that I'm still in love with you." she announced.

His eyes widened once again, not hearing her right. "What?"

"Chris, I love you! All throughout our fighting and ever since we broke up, I've always loved you." the blonde continued, kissing his chest. "I never stopped."

"Velvet, no. Don't say that, please." he shook his head.

"If I didn't say it now, I probably never would've. I love you."

"Vel, stop, I can't deal with this right now. We shouldn't have done what we just did."

"No, Chris, don't say that! I'm glad that we got to make love and I know that deep down, you are, too. You can't wish that this night never happened."

"You don't get it, Vel! Not too long ago, my girlfriend and I just had probably the worst fight that we ever had before, and five minutes later, I go and sleep with someone else? I feel so horrible." he sighed again.

"Ex-girlfriend, Chris. Remember? SHE was the one who ended things with you, right?" she asked.

"Mickie was just pissed, she didn't really mean what she said."

"Oh, come on, babe. You have to feel something for me. I saw the look you gave me when we were making love, like you were waiting forever for this to happen again. And even when you promised and sacrificed your time to help me out." she explained. "We've been spending so much time together lately, and we've connected again. Just like old times."

"Look, Vel. I really care about you, hell, I always did. But I'm still in love with Mickie and that's not going to change anytime soon."

Disappointment couldn't even describe the look on her face.

"And don't expect a night like this to ever happen again, but I promise that I'll still be more than happy to help you around until your leg heals." Sabin said, getting up and heading to the shower. He kissed the top of her head. "You just try and get some sleep, ok?"

Soon after that Velvet was about to head to sleep, but then she looked ahead to the front of the room to find a red light blinking on a device placed on top of the TV. She looked even closer to find a video recording camera that seemed to be watching her. "What the fuck?" she asked quietly, putting on her robe and approaching the camera. "Where the hell did this come from? Oh my God. Tell me this thing didn't record Chris and I having sex. Who the hell put this thing here? Oh God, nobody can ever see this." she said quickly, taking out the small tape inside. "I have to keep this with me. If the secret gets out, everything could be ruined." Making sure that nobody was around, she quickly slipped the tape into her purse. "Nobody has to know."