Sorry, no sex in this chapter, but some explanations instead. All WWE talent, Television shows Etc. belong to them, I'm just playing with them for a little while. O/C Becca belongs to herself, and this incarnation of Jon belongs to O/C Becca.
Walking around the backstage area was like a dream for Becca, it was hard not to look so star struck. Focusing on the man leading her around was her only salvation. There was so much to take in, her eyes could barely keep up. She saw several Divas and other Superstars as they went on through. Jon walked the two of them past Make up, Hair and Wardrobe ladies hard at work. Wandering past the catering area, the trainers area, careful not to trip over miles of cables taped down. Tons of heavy duty packing cases were stacked around in what looked like utter chaos to Becca. Long curtains on temporary frames hung all around.
Jon led her through the maze of curtains until they hit one that she was positive led out to the ring. Jon smiled as he watched her face. He pointed out the area, 'the Gorilla position' and then led her out through the entrance into the arena.
"Unbelievable." Becca gasped softly. Jon was grinning like a Cheshire cat as she looked around. Becca got to see the ring, the commentators areas, everything. Walking back towards the dressing rooms she thanked him, loving his huge smile. This was the pretty looking part of his job. The not so pretty would come later. As time grew closer to the taping neither were hungry enough to eat so Jon took Becca in to Catering to get them something for later. Only a few crew members were in there. Most of the wrestlers getting ready for the show.
They headed back to his dressing room and Becca watched Jon go through the process of getting ready to work. Asking if he minded her being there and watching only made him laugh and shake his head. As he changed into his ring jeans, Becca whistled softly at him. Flashing a saucy look at her Jon posed.
"See something you like?" Becca stood and walked up to him, wrapped her arms around him and gave his ass a squeeze.
"Yes you cheeky thing, all of you!" Laughing a little Jon hugged her back, kissed her gently a few times then went back to getting ready. Becca settled back on the couch watching him. Noticing in minutes that his demeanor was changing quickly after he was fully dressed. He sat for a few seconds, looking down into his bag, then reached down to pull some tape out, he played with the roll for a couple of moments then began to open it up. Becca stood and went to stand beside him.
"Talk to me love," Jon was a little fidgety as he had begun to apply his wrist tape, like he knew where this was heading.
"What about?" He looked away. Becca reached to gently cup his face in her palms, stroking his cheeks with her thumbs. Lifting his face so he looked up into her face. Becca tried something, bringing his face to rest on her chest while she continue to caress his face, she felt him relax slowly.
"Why did you get upset earlier Lover, did you think I was flirting or something like that?" Jon's eyes closed, he winced and started to pull back away. "Jon." She admonished gently." How am I to keep you happy if I don't know what makes you happy or unhappy. We've just known each other a day. I've read tons of things about Jon Moxley or Dean Ambrose, in actuality though I know so little about Jon Good. I'm not prying into your personal affairs, but telling me some things would really help Hon. Maybe tell me about how you like your coffee, what kind of sandwich you like, what I can do to make you smile." A slow smile began.
"I didn't think you were flirting." Jon's expression was sincere. He bit his lip, looked worried.
"Jon, it's okay Lover. Whatever it is, I won't be angry, or upset, I promise." She leaned down to kiss his forehead. Taking a deep breath and looking away from her, Jon's words left him in a rush.
"I know Dee wants to talk to you and it bugs me. You won't want to stay with me anymore after he talks with you." The tremble that shook him and his words were heartbreaking. Jon stiffened up and pulled away, locking his eyes on his wrists as he taped them up. Lowering herself to kneel between Jon's knees, Becca rested her elbows on his thighs and looked up into the face above her. That protective Mask was back on his face and damn tight at that.
"Jon, nothing Dee says to me will change my mind about staying with you. You are the only one that can change my mind by saying you don't want me with you. Talking with me like you just did is important. Now I know what upset you, and you will see, NOTHING! Nothing, Dee says will affect us. I promise you that. You need to try to have a little faith, and keep talking with me. I'm not asking for long explanations, just hints love." Rising to stroke his cheek and brush some hair from his eyes. She stood in front of him.
"If I try to sit on your lap will you let me or will you drop me on my Arse." Jon looked up slowly and shook his head.
"I won't drop you, ever." Sitting across his legs, Becca felt the strong arms wrap around her.
"Good, now give me a sweet kiss Lover and promise me you'll be as careful as you can tonight." Jon smiled and complied. Lowering several kisses to Becca's waiting lips. There was a knock at the door and a voice called out. Making Jon groan and roll his eyes, acting more like the man she'd been with since yesterday.
"You're up in 10 Jon!" He sighed heavily as Becca stood. Grasping his chin she smiled.
"Tell you what lover, I bet you didn't notice but I packed a couple of delicious smelling massage oils in my case. How about when we get back to the Hotel I give you a nice back rub? How does that sound?" Jon's face lit up with a huge smile, his adorable dimples showing.
"That sounds incredible." He stood and leaned down to grab a bottle of water to drink from then he lowered a couple of pecks to Becca's lips.
"If those oils aren't to your liking we'll find some that are, eh?" A wicked smirk crossed Jon's face. "Go on handsome, get that Arse of yours down to the ring and drive the fan girls crazy!" One more kiss and he turned to leave. Smacking his ass as he reached to open the door made him jump and look at Becca startled. "Behave out there Lover, don't get into trouble!" Her tease fixed a naughty look on his face as he took off. Walking to the door, she watched him move around and warm up a little before he took headed out to the Gorilla position. Steps behind her made her turn and see Dee walking up.
"Let's go over here to talk, there's a room with a monitor so you can watch what goes on Ringside." Grabbing her water bottle Becca followed him to a small room with a nice couch, coffee table and snacks. "This is a guest area, Paul said I could use it to talk with you." They sat and Dee looked at her for a moment.
"Did Jon say anything about why he was upset earlier?" She nodded.
"He was concerned that what you would tell me would make me want to leave." Dee shook his head.
"Damn! I'm sorry. I was thinking either he was jealous or that. I was hoping he was jealous to tell the truth, that's easier dealt with. Okay..." He took a deep breath. "Jon is obviously not happy I will be talking with you but he agreed I could discuss certain things with you if you intended to stay with him." Becca played with her water bottle and made a face.
"I knew this was coming, but it's still bloody awkward." Dee nodded. He looked sympathetic.
"I'm going to be blunt here. Obviously you and Jon made a quick and very strong connection. People here who have known him for the past couple of years are stunned at his sudden relationship with you, but yet they see something has made a drastic change in him since just yesterday. Overnight he went from being someone facing a lot of challenges, tense and fretful to the more relaxed and happier person we all met back some time ago.
"Joe called me after the workout today and was just going on and on how there were huge changes in Jon, and how he seemed to be a whole different person today..." Jon's music ripped through the arena, they paused to watch his entrance as the Miz and his shadow 'Mizdow' paced the ring prior to the Miz locking up with Jon. Becca watched with a smile on her face. God he looked so good. Her poor Love, what in the Hell had happened to him?
"I'm sorry, but I better continue. He knows we are going to talk but I have no idea how long he'll be out there and I want to finish this before he comes back." Becca nodded and turned back to Dee.
"Jon has a condition called Traumatic Neurosis. Things he had happen early in his life have permanently affected him. He goes through times when he has complete control then something triggers a relapse and he begins to fall back into old habits. He has issues with Anxiety, some compulsive behaviors, he isolates himself when stressed, has issues at times with strangers getting into his 'personal space'. Everything can be tracked to his childhood and the things he survived."
"Other than those moments when he got agitated earlier at the door, we all saw a much happier and clearheaded man than we've seen lately. The 'Lunatic Fringe' is a character just like Moxley, and Ambrose of the Shield he uses to..." They both turned to the television to witness Jon bounce over the top rope to land on the Miz then turned back to face one another almost in a comedic fashion.
"His characters are masks he puts on to protect himself. Is that what your saying?" Dee nodded looking pleased.
"I had a feeling you might understand this." Becca thought a moment.
"What about odd behaviors, dependency on another person?" Dee thought a moment.
"From what he's said in the past, he tends to lean towards dependency even if its just someone that is reliable in some small way that appears insignificant to the rest of us. The behaviors, as long as they don't harm anyone, no matter how unusual they may appear, may either be some form of comfort for him, or a test. Jon has admitted he has habitually done things, even quite obnoxious things to those he said he claimed to care about, and I am sure he did, just to see if they would stay or leave." All of a sudden a lot of things made sense to Becca. She nodded, smiling at Dee, she nodded again.
"I think I suddenly understand some things he's done. That was extremely helpful. Thank you." Becca told Dee what Jon had said about being caught in a tornado, and how the 'spinning' had stopped when he met her. They talked a couple minutes more, Dee programmed his number into Becca's phone and said to call or text anytime she needed to. Leading her out he told her to keep up with what she was doing, because it was working very well so far for Jon. He confided that Jon had been close to being put on something to help him calm himself. She admitted Jon had told her that. They both looked up at a monitor to see Seth and Kane interfere with the match.
"Bloody Hell! Whoever writes the scripts better not come 'round me tonight that's all I can say!" Becca's outburst made Dee laugh. Pointing to a table that held stacks of towels and other supplies and a huge pail beside it with bottles of water resting in ice.
"Grab a towel and some water and be waiting over by that curtain on the left for him when he comes in. He'll be edgy when he comes through. That will help him calm down." Becca looked to where he pointed.
"Over there? But that's nowhere close to where he is now." Dee winked and told her to keep watching. Looking back to the monitor she watched the double team effort of Seth and Kane against Jon.
"Bloody Bastards," she grumbled, then watched in amazement as Jon grabbed the gold painted 'Money in the Bank' Suitcase, raced around the ring, flew over the barrier and ran up the stairway. Flanked by the audience, he waved the suitcase at Seth and Kane who were still in the ring, taunting them. Moments later she lost sight of him as the camera angle changed. Dee vanished a moment later, the crowd got so very loud. Shrugging, she did as he said, and stood waiting by the curtain to the side. Jon's music started, and she heard him come back through a few minutes later sounding as if he were stomping. He did look edgy as he came back, his eyes looking around rapidly then spotting Becca locked onto her. The two security officers that escorted him through turned back.
As she smiled at him, Becca watched the slight frown fade on his handsome face. Offering the water, he smiled and took it, holding up the suitcase with a naughty smile, he tucked it between his knees and reached for the towel. Wiping his face and taking a long drink of water, he caught her looking at his forehead.
"How's your head? Do you need ice?" He lifted his hair for her to look. There was a bit of a red mark from something he did. With a gesture of his head he indicated he wanted her to follow him. Becca shook her head at him.
"I thought I said behave out there eh? What am I going to do with you? Gone and pinched the most obvious piece of luggage in the world." Jon laughed as they walked past the doorway Dee stood inside of, smiling at Becca and nodding, he gave her a discrete thumbs up. They went straight back to Jon's locker room. As soon as they were inside Jon locked the door and dropped the suitcase in a corner. He looked at her with his head cocked to the side. Becca walked up close to Jon, but still giving some space between them, trying not to crowd him. Looking up into his face she spoke softly.
"I'm sure you need to cool down a bit Lover, I'm right here if you want anything. I don't really know what your routine is when you come back to your locker room. Last night, um...was bit of a different schedule." She felt her cheeks get warm. Jon took a step closer, his hands landed gently on Becca's shoulders. His thumbs brushed her pink cheeks exactly like her hands had done with him earlier. Jon was quiet a moment as he looked into her face. When he spoke, his voice was so low she barely heard him.
"Did Dee talk to you?" Becca nodded and smiled up at him.
"Yes he did, and as you can see I am still here, I'm not leaving, unless you want me too. I promised you whatever he said would not change anything. All right then?" Reaching up to put her hands on top of his she gave them a squeeze. The big hands moved to grasp hers. Raising her hands to his lips, Jon kissed each gently then releasing them, he wrapped his arms around Becca and leaned to kiss her lips one, twice, three times before pulling her tightly against him and just holding her to him for several minutes. Rocking slightly as he held her, Becca felt him shiver a couple of times. Suspecting he was fighting down his demons she waited for cues from him to see how he was doing. Rubbing his back gently as they held one another, Becca felt a huge sigh from Jon, a kiss to the top of her head as he relaxed and gave her a pat on her ass right before he loosened his iron grip on her.
Looking up Becca saw a sweet smile forming on Jon's face. Reaching up to playfully pinch his cheek, she laughed at the face he made. Lifting her suddenly and dropping his face, he touched foreheads with her then set her down carefully. Kissing her forehead Jon released her and gave a stretch before sitting to remove his boots.
Sitting beside him on the bench could feel a calmness in Jon now. Unsure if it was him being tired from his match or he was actually at ease, she kept watch on him.
"That back rub sounds real good to me right now," He murmured as he stood to remove his clothing, Becca nodded.
"Alright Lover, go on and shower and we'll get you to the Hotel for it." Jon nodded, leaned to kiss Becca a couple more times then headed in to shower, a small smile on his face.
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