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I do not own Warrior :_: Just my characters and ideas! ^_^
Warnings: Swearing, Citrus (Yah know what? ...I'm going to let you be surprised ~_^)
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"Morning Mr. Conlon", Michaela murmured two days later after a night of gentle love making that welcomed the lazy Sunday morning.
"Mornin…have I told you how beautiful you are", Tommy replied, capturing her lips in a kiss.
"Every stroke, each thrust tells me, but you can say it again." Michaela whispered as he arced over her and she locked eyes with him as their foreheads touched.
"You are so beautiful Kayla, skin is smooth perfection, tastes like berries between your thighs, bein in you…"
She stopped him, "Tommy you sayin my name makes me wet…and everything else? God Tommy, take me, fuck me…do it now. I need it and I need it hard."
"On your knees baby." Tommy husked, he made sure she was in fact wet and wanting before slamming into her already quivering depths. "Fuuck, Kayla", he cried as she pressed back while he thrust forward. "So good sweetheart."
She was nearly screaming with pleasure as he finally fell with her and they collapsed to the bed. "Tommy I love you."
"Love you too Kayla…we get my kid there yet?" Tommy mused, blowing kisses into her stomach. She laughed and flailed at the treatment.
"Tommy…I"
"Whaat", he asked looking up at her with a grin.
"I'm still on the pill." Michaela deadpanned and he recoiled from her like she had grown a second head.
"When were you gonna… I thought, wait do you want kids? Is it me?"
"Tommy! Jeez shut up and think; do you even know what carrying a child could mean for me?" Michaela shouted before she broke down in tears. "I'm terrified here, I want your child, our child, but a seizure… mine, no one knows, for me or the baby…"
"Oh Kayla I'm so sorry. I…you're right; I was so excited… I never thought. Please sweetheart don't cry." Tommy apologized, bringing her into his arms. "Can we talk to them? Your doctors? Is there anything they know?" He murmured and she sniffled into his neck.
"Maybe, I've never asked, Tommy I'm 1 out of 12…12 known cases! Tommy I know more from internet searches than the doctors do…." Michaela snorted.
"Always knew I'd love someone unique, someone special…" Tommy husked as he kissed and licked at her throat. She moaned and let him lay her back.
"I'll stop taking them, make an appointment Monday", She whimpered and he smiled from her hip.
"Going to take care of you Kayla." Tommy whispered, suddenly rearing up to nuzzle her cheek. "But right now I wanna taste them berries, I want to hear you scream my name!"
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"You know we've never talked about money." Michaela offered thoughtfully, as she stared out the coffee shop window.
"Well lady it seems like you both got your ducks in a row on that front. He got you a vacation and jewelry galore, you pretty much gave him your car, so you could lease an Escalade. I think its clear to both of you where you are on funds." Camille laughed, stirring her iced mocha.
"He's going to make me stop working, I know it…"
"Michaela Chris VanBuren! Lady I love Tommy, but that brute can't make you do anything! Nothing you get me." Camille replied with vehemence and Michaela giggled.
"Yes mam"
"Good, now this Sparta in 3 weeks right?"
"Yeah you should see the gym, Frank has to train Tommy at night sometimes, the fans are nuts."
"Seen that blonde bitch around?"
"No, but she talks big about showing up and beating the shit out of me." Michaela replied sadly, when did she ever ask to be in the middle of this girl's obsession? Every time he takes you, is asking, now that you know about her. She sighed and sipped at her iced chai. The weather was hot for Pittsburgh and the iced drink was just what she needed after all the screaming that morning. Her legs, her inner thighs still fluttered and burned from the love bites 'only' he got to see.
"Hey lady", Camille laughed, waving at her friend, "Hello I'm earth have we met?"
"Oh no well I don't think so!" Michaela laughed, finishing the 'Tommy Boy' quote with her best ditz voice.
"Stop thinkin bout that gorgeous man plowing you into the ground and listen to me." Camille chuckled and Michaela nearly spit out her drink.
"Camille!" The assistant sputtered and the hygienist laughed.
"Well it got you to listen didn't it?" Camille retorted, taking a long sip. "Here it is, you got Tommy, you have Frank, and you have his brother Brendan right? I also know you can hold your own and you've been practicing. She comes around, she's a fan and you damn well make sure she knows it stays that way." She growled and Michaela nodded, smiling at the pride on Camille's face.
"You always know how to make me feel better."
"Aim to swerve as always lady, now how is next week for at least window shopping for dresses?"
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He came home sweaty and amped from a great workout. The smell of Lemon pepper chicken greeted him as soon as he walked in. "Hey baby go take a shower, dress nice, no take out tonight!" Michaela chirped as she checked the sides simmering on the stove.
"What's all this sweetheart", Tommy laughed, stepping up behind her.
"Sparta…Frank said you need to eat right…don't tell him, but I'm still letting you have dessert", Michaela purred, "Ewww, shower sweaty man!" She added with a swat of his butt. He did as she asked coming back dressed in those sexy ink black pants and a silver button down. His hair was damp and his feet bare as he padded to the table where she was pouring wine.
"This smells amazin Kayla", Tommy intoned as she set the bottle down and he wrapped his arms around her. She whined as he brushed her shirt up to tease through her lace bra. "Wearin something special sweetheart?" He husked, knowing she preferred cotton, for bra's at least.
"You need to eat dinner before you get dessert", Michaela murmured with a salacious grin, feeding him an asparagus spear. She continued to feed him as he fed her, the vegetables at least. He scarfed down the chicken and she half wondered if he was hell bent on dessert within the hour or if it was just that good.
"What's my treat sweetheart?"
"I was thinkin berries and cream", Michaela mused as she cleared their plates leaving the table bare. He sat back and chuckled, running his tongue along his teeth in contemplation. "Stay there, I'll be right back." She murmured and he watched as she strode to the bedroom after running her fingers through his damp hair. She returned in moments and he crooked a finger at her as she slowly walked forward. Her bra was connected, forming a black lace teddy that left her stomach bare and ended in a skirt shorter than the length of his hand. She was wearing the heals he liked as well as contrasting white thigh high stockings that seemed to stay up without garters.
He pulled her to him, his lips hitting the skin around her belly button. "You don need this", Tommy groaned, pulling the thong from her hips and letting it pool at her ankles. She kicked it aside and walked away, grinning as he watched. "Oh Kayla what I'm gonna do", he mused as she opened the fridge and bent over to get the bowl of fruit and a can of cream.
"This is my show Mr. Conlon, what you wanna do only happens if I say so", Michaela informed and he half snarled, half groaned. She sat on the table in front of him, heals teasing his thighs. With a strawberry in her fingers she bit the tip and dragged the opened fruit down the line of exposed skin stopping where the skirt started. "Well don't let it get sticky", she commanded and he smirked.
She was copying the night before Brendan's and he loved it, knowing she knew he was fully capable of stopping her at any time. He leaned forward and gripped her hips, using them only as an anchor as he licked the juice from her skin. "Can you take the top off sweetheart? Let me see you?" Tommy requested and the paten-leather of her heal hit his chin and dragged down the buttons on the shirt to the waistline of his pants.
"You first…and turn around while you do it." Michaela purred and he obliged slowly exposing his muscled back to her appreciative gaze. He pushed the chair aside and she pulled him closer as she brought a berry to his skin and licked the resulting trail clean. This wasn't normally her, but she was feeling drunk on the power he was letting her have and she felt a surge of sexual daring lash through her. She slipped off the sides of her top, one hand playing with her chest, the other smearing cream along her inner thighs. "Look at me Tommy", she husked and he faced her, his jaw dropping as his eyes traveled from the hand teasing her breast to the fingers trailing the lines of cream to slip over her own center.
"Jesus fuckin Christ! Kayla…" Tommy groaned, watching as her back ached and her hips started winding.
"Help me Tommy…I'm so…oh", Michaela whined and he didn't need to be asked twice. His mouth wrapped over her other breast, teasing the hardened peak with his teeth. One hand braced her hip as the other covered her hand between her thighs. Guiding her fingers deeper, showing her how he would touch her there and it had to be the sexiest most deliciously wicked thing he'd ever done. Helping her bring herself to release with her own hand should have been a sin, but he was in heaven. "Tommmyyy I….I'm…"
"Come Kayla, feel it baby", Tommy husked, pushing her fingers faster and when she fell apart his fingers left and his lips traveled. "You taste so good sweetheart", He growled as he licked through the cream to her center. She moaned, her head falling back as he put a heal on his shoulder and yanked her hips forward. His tongue was perfect evil and she didn't last long before falling again.
"Tommy I stopped taking the pill…appointment next week, let's make a baby." Michaela moaned and he lost his pants and boxers. He pulled her onto him without warning and she gasped as he started moving almost immediately. Her heals grazing his neck as he stood and pressed her back to the table, her fingers scrabbling for purchase against the polished wood.
"Yes god yes Tommy!" Michaela cried as his lips hit her throat and stars exploded in her vision. His hands swept her covered legs, one gently adding pressure to her abdomen as he thrust harder and she screamed his name. "Fuck Tommy, I won't have a voice!" She managed to whine and he just grinned and tipped her hips with his free hand. Her legs began to slip and he followed her when she fell again.
He brought her to the bed and gently wiped her down with a cool damp cloth before pulling the covers up. "Are you coming to the gym tomorrow?" Tommy inquired as the pads of his fingers traced her lips.
"I can, why?"
"Miss you"
"Aww Tommy, Ok I'll be there."
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She showed up the next day with Camille and Daniel, each with bags and water bottles, ready to work out. Frank, Tommy, and Brendan greeted Daniel with the typical 'bro' handshake. It made the women laugh as they headed off to change and begin stretching after. "Hey Camille your boy has some skill", Frank called from the ring as they were on the treadmills.
"Ha ha well he did Tai, but I don't think he's into MMA are you babe?" Camille called.
"Well I like to watch it, but the job keeps me pretty busy", Daniel replied and Frank nodded.
"You weren't kidding, this is crazy…how does he deal?" Camille asked as a dozen fans flooded the gym for a spar between Tommy and Brendan. One that Frank had to actually schedule and advertise. Just to keep non-members from distracting Tommy daily.
"Honest answer?"
"Of course lady, just us." Camille replied and leaned in.
"Rug burn." Michaela intoned matter-of-factly.
"I… What? Oh….OH…reheheheally", Camille laughed and her friend mock jabbed her in the arm.
"He's handling it as well as he can, signing autographs, posing for pictures, even shadow boxing with young kids. I don't mind… if that's how I help, if that's what he needs…"
"I got yah girl, come on, friends of the fighters get front row right?
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She was in a group with Frank, Daniel, and Camille when she saw Brendan and Tommy returning from the showers and stopped by a group of girls led by a tall blonde. "Oh hell no!" Michaela sputtered, pushing Frank aside.
"Uh oh," Camille let slip.
"Uh oh? What uh oh?" Frank replied as they followed their friend.
"Remember…biggest fan, right hook, talks shit that she can 'take Kayla out'?"
"Right, yeah…uh oh…"
"The fuck are you doing here?" Michaela yelled, standing a foot away from the blonde's group. Tommy and Brendan raised their eyebrows, realization of who this must be dawning on them.
"Ooh little miss has an attitude…this is a public place I can be here if I want."
"I can kick you out of MY gym if you like", Frank smirked and Michaela held up a hand.
"Its ok Frank I can handle this."
"Oh my god…His trainer? Little miss gets around…Tommy, Mad Dog, you fuckin him too…I don't believe…" The blonde never got to finish the insult as Michaela's fist crashed into her jaw.
"Tommy is going to be my husband, one day he'll father my child you arrogant slut…Mad Dog tried to rape me, but I bet you just gave it to him didn't you…"
"You BITCH!" The blonde cried, swinging out, but the brunette blocked it. She stepped into the blonde elbow jabbed her in the gut and flipped her to the floor.
"You listen and you listen good." Michaela snarled, straddling the fallen woman and locking her arms under her knees. "Tommy would never cheat, he's not that kind of man, he never was…He loves me, act your age and deal with it!" she hissed before getting up and stomping away.
"Well…ladies I'd say that's your cue." Camille remarked and they nodded before pulling their friend out the door.
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Tommy didn't care if anyone noticed him follow her to the back. Seeing her defend him made his heart swell along with desire washing over every cell in his body. He saw her pacing and snarling, she needed to let the energy out and he knew the perfect way to do it. "That blonde bimbo has nothing on you sweetheart." Tommy growled, trapping her against the wall, snarling possessively and licking at her ear.
"Tommmyyy….Heeree?" Michaela moaned even as he dropped her shorts to her ankles.
He slid his fingers past her panties, into her welcome heat and chuckled. "You're wet…should I leave you wanting baby?" Tommy teased, taking his fingers away.
"Noo please…I…I want it…I Shit! Tommyyy" Michaela cried albeit softly trying to keep quiet. He'd pushed his own shorts down as soon as she said no, pulled her panties aside and claimed her in one sure stroke. The union was quick and hard, but he promised to make up for it when they got home and that was just fine with her.
When everyone said goodbye, they stood at her car and no one was any the wiser about their little tryst in the back room.
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She was anxious for the appointment to come. The way her and Tommy carried on, would she be pregnant already? And what about the wedding dress…or might they need to just elope and if they did what about the wedding party? It was all too much and as Tommy's head dipped between her thighs all thoughts other than enjoying what he did, ceased to matter.
A/N Ok so I don't usually do more than ask, but it would be so awesome to get over a hundred reviews. I see a lot of follows and favorites, which is STELLAR in it's own right...so much love for that, but I really like to hear...errr read what you think.
Also, Sparta is coming up next...last major plot point :_: I have ways to extend the story I. E. Fluff, filler happy steamy smutt...hahaha...no really...would we like this? Ideas are more than welcome.
Seriously I'm so proud of this story and I work hard to make it realistic, enjoyable, and unique...like really I research their outfits even...google is a lesser guru (much luv girl to the real one ^_^) So PLZ PLZ PLZ Review Review Review. ^_^