As in my other works of fan-fiction...EVERYTHING within is a work of pure fantasy, NOTHING I write is a reflection or suggestion on the real life of any of the mentioned characters. I do not own WWE or any of it's people, I'm just playing with them for your enjoyment. I earn nothing from these works. This is a Het Story. (M/F) :)
The next morning Jon woke to see Saraya still asleep, her cheek pillowed on his chest. She looked so sweet and innocent like this, no make up, no worries in her head. She looked perfect. The second her eyes were open, the look of sweetness and innocence faded and a very naughty look graced her face. After kissing him a couple of times, a small hand landed on his chest and slid downward slowly. Twinges of need rippled through Jon and as Saraya's hand slid down lower. His cock was rising quickly in anticipation of what his naughty kitten might do. With a giggle she slid her hand down to feel his thickening length.
"Mmmm, just what I wanted." The dark eyed beauty spoke, her voice still heavy from sleep. Saraya looked at him then smirked and shoved the covers away from both of them, baring their nude bodies. Kneeling beside Jon, Saraya reached out to stroke the throbbing stiffness a couple of times then leaned forward and kissed the escaping pearl of pre-cum away from the tip and swirled her tongue around the fat crown. Groaning in delight at the friskiness Saraya was showing, Jon almost yelped when she dropped down, swallowing him damn near to his balls and sucking in, rose up before releasing the suction and dropping back down again .
"Fuuuuuucccck! Saraya, you're gonna be the death of me!" A laugh around his wildly throbbing staff almost did Jon in, but Saraya had one hand where it would stop his cumming, and kept it there for several more evil bobs before she drew back and dropped to stretch out beside her fiance. Reaching up with her arms as she spread her pale thighs, Saraya moaned for Jon to love her. Grinning as he knelt between her open legs, the ginger-blond slid a finger down the petal like lips that quivered with the contact and felt abundant dampness. With a smirk, he did it again just to watch her squirm
"Jon, don't fool around! I need you, just give it to me, Please!" Whining in desperation, Saraya rose up to wrap her arms around Jon's neck and pull him down on top of her. Laughing softly, Jon ran the tip of his cock up and down the folds of Saraya's pussy, rubbing the swollen nub at the top as she got very loud.
"Oh for fuck's sake Jon! Don't tease me! I need...Oh Fuck yeah!" Saraya arched up and cried out as he shoved in hard. The small body arched up and immediately was grabbing at him, spasming internally, enveloping him tight in her blazing heat as she wrapped her arms around him tightly. Damn! She really did need him bad! Jon slowly lowered himself on top of her so that he pinned Saraya, but wasn't crushing her. Lean legs tightly wrapped around his hips, allowing for no retreat even if had wanted to, he didn't.
Moving his hips into Saraya's eager body, Jon reveled in every second he was buried in her. No woman in the world had ever felt so good with him. This one, she was so special, his, his and would only belong to him, that ring on her finger told the world she was his, end of story! Whimpering and moaning beneath him, soon writhing so much, Jon commented that maybe he should have taken the time to tie her down first. A burst of giggles and a return comment that he should have, made his eyes roll and his hips seem to take over and move on their own accord.
"That's it baby! Give it to me hard! Oh fuck yeah Jon! Yes! Fuck me harder!" Saraya scratched him, nipped him, seized him hard with her body, in every way possible and the thing that was driving Jon the craziest was her dirty language. Shutting her up with a long, deep, sloppy kiss, Jon got his tongue nipped, so he nipped back and continued to pound into his love. It didn't occur to either of them to hold back physically or vocally until Saraya's scream echoed off the walls and nearly deafened Jon, oh well. So the whole hotel knew they were fucking like maniacs. That delicious little body felt so damned good, they always fit together perfectly.
By the time Jon released his pent up tension in a mind blowing climax, Saraya had enjoyed three orgasms. That multi-orgasms for women thing was bullshit! Jon thought to himself. Of course, if he had two or more eruptions like the one he had just had, back to back, he'd be done for a week and need to hibernate. Cuddling together in the sweet glow of the aftermath of their sexual releases, waiting until the very last minute to get up and shower. Jon and Saraya had to hurry up in their washing and dressing, the usual cuddles and kisses were abbreviated.
Jon was just drying his face after shaving when he heard Saraya give a frightened sounding squeak and an 'oh my god!' Throwing down the towel, Jon turned and looked in to see his kitten looking at her phone, her face pale, the color draining from her face as she looked to him. Her eyes fluttered and she began to fall. Jon caught her just before she connected with the ground. Saraya's body was completely limp, touching her throat Jon felt her pulse racing. As she was settled onto his lap, her phone slipped from her hand. Reaching for it, wondering what had caused such a reaction from Saraya.
Using his own phone, Jon called for a trainer to come check on Saraya, then looked down at Saraya's phone. His heart felt a cold chill. What. The. FUCK? He stared at the message that had obviously scared Saraya into fainting. Who the HELL sent this?! Saraya began to stir right as the medic knocked at the door, a manager or someone let him in at Jon's call, allowing his entry. Sliding Saraya's phone under his leg, he held her until she was proclaimed well enough, but maybe she should have some tests. Jon promised to bring her in once they got to the arena. The Trainer said he would come back shortly with a nurse and just do them here, but yes, bring her in later so he could do a double check. Once alone, Saraya casually looked around and said softly that Jon need not have called Danny in, although she thanked him. Tears were in her eyes, she looked panicked now.
"Relax Raya, I know, I saw it, and whoever sent it can fuck the Hell off! You are mine baby!" Big dark eyes looked huge in her face, she swallowed hard. With a cracking voice, Saraya managed to choke out that 'He' wasn't joking, and when 'He' made a threat like that, he followed through.
"He's destroyed lives Jon, I don't care about me, but he will destroy you...I', I'm gonna have to..." Huge sobs burst from Jon's tough little lady. Jon hugged her tight and worked on calming her. He didn't know who the S.O.B. that was threatening her was, but he's be damned if that asshole hurt his Angel. He glanced at Saraya's phone again. His blood ran cold...
"So you think your free and clear do you? Ya little slut? Engaged? BULLSHIT! You belong to me! You tell that Lug who was insane enough to put a ring on your finger you need to give it back! You belong to me, you always have! Now, you have 12 hours to post that you and the Hell hound are done or so help me you naughty girl. I will show the world the pics I have of you when you got good and drunk. Your mum would be mortified to see you naked and drunk as an underager! You will end that sham of an engagement, you will come back to me, and you will start paying me 1000. month to be silent about your indiscretions! The clock is ticking, Get on with it you MANGY BITCH! I'm waiting!"
Lifting Saraya gently, Jon put her on the bed and covered her, he had to make a few calls. Calling for Nattie to come in and sit with his love, Jon promised to be back ASAP. Nattie stayed in with Saraya, Joe and Colby joined him in the mission he had to deal with. Notifying Paul about the threat to his fiance, he had a copy of the text he'd sent to his phone to show as proof, now what to do?
The older man, his brothers and a couple others in the upper hierarchy of the company had a meeting to discuss possibilities of what to do, then decided on a course of action and what steps to take first. That was, until Danny sent him a text and said he had to speak to Jon NOW! Looking at Paul and his brothers, who nodded, he made the call. The words of the trainer almost made him pass out.
It took Jon a couple of minutes to recompose himself. He took a deep breath, looked at the others, who watched with worried looks on their faces. He looked down at the phone in his hands. He knew there was only one way to deal with this. If their was to be Justice for Saraya, he had to be strong and do this. He looked at the others and took a deep breath.
"Change of plans, I need to get something done ASAP. I need to know how to pull it off. This is the only way for Saraya to have peace. She's going to need to take time off for her to stay healthy. The number for that bastard is on her phone Her family knows where he lives, his actions are illegal. I'm sure the authorities in the U.K, can help. This is what I need to get done, how can I do it?" The men around Jon were stunned as he explained why he was doing what he had to, then slowly they rallied and ideas were discussed, calls were made. Things began to happen very fast.
Three hours later, Jon walked Saraya into the courthouse of the neighboring town. She was still shaken from all the things that had been happening around her today. Jon kept an arm around her and kept speaking softly and with reassurance. Paul and Stephanie were right behind them. Inside, waiting, Joe, Colby, Saraya's family and the company lawyer's stood waiting, smiling. The clerk explained what paperwork had to be done and thanks for favors from the company 'higher ups,' Things were moving very fast.
Half an hour after they walked into the building, Jon and Saraya faced each other, holding hands and repeated the simple vows the clerk spoke, the binding words that would unite them forever. Jon slipped the wedding ring that matched her engagement ring onto Saraya's trembling finger, her eyes were misty and so full of love, she almost had him in tears He couldn't break from her gaze for he didn't know how long. The clerk had to clear her throat to remind them more had to happen before they were finished here. Saraya slipped the complimentary ring onto Jon's hand, and squeezed his hand tight. The clerk spoke the final words...most blurred out, but Jon clearly heard...
"By the power vested in me, in the town...' yada yada yada' Jon thought. Then there was the rest. "I now pronounce you, husband and wife! You Sir may now kiss your bride! Ladies and Gentlemen, I present Mr. And Mrs. Jonathan Good!" Congratulations you two, may you have a long and blessed life together!"
With a tender kiss Jon kissed his bride, his wife. Oh my god! He had a wife now! Mrs. Saraya Good! Looking into dark eyes that shined brilliantly with love for him, he kissed her again and then turned towards the clerk who was patiently waiting for them to sign the marriage certificate. Joe and Stephanie signed as witnesses. Congratulations abounded from those that had managed to squeeze into the small office. Slowly they got through the crowd and finally felt fresh air as they made it outside. Many more in the federation waited to pelt them with flower petals and confetti, Geez what a mess! How in the Hell did they all find out? So much for people keeping secrets!
With their copy of their legal paperwork clutched firmly in his hand. Jon led Saraya to the car waiting to get them the hell out of here. Giggling, Saraya climbed into the seat and reached for Jon. In seconds, the door was shut and the vehicle was moving to the hotel where they would have the bridal suite for the weekend. 'Such nonsense!' Jon thought to himself, but it made his kitten happy. Remembering Joe's whispering to him to remember to carry Saraya over the threshold, it was one of those things that was supposed to happen. So he did it. Champagne sat in a bucket of ice, decorations of congratulations almost made him gag with the frivolity. Jon was glad Saraya at least loved it, because it was creeping him out!
Setting her on the edge of the bed, Jon cuddled his bride, they kissed and hands wandered, then with a giggle Saraya lifted her skirt enough for Jon to see the wicked red and black garter she wore. Wiggling his eyebrows, Jon slid to the floor and slipped Saraya's shoes off and leaned up to take the garter in his teeth, and like a dog worrying a bone, pulled it down her leg slowly. Giggling more, Saraya clapped when the naughty accessory was off, she took it from Jon and slid it on to settle on his strong bicep.
"Your prize!" Saraya smiled. Jon shook his head.
"NOPE!" He looked at Saraya in a wicked way. "YOU, are MY prize." Pushing her back into the bed, kissing Saraya gently as her arms wrapped around his neck, Jon and his love both let out moans of need and delight. Looking into each others eyes, rubbing noses, kissing some more. Jon whispered to Saraya.
"We have the rest of our lives to play, let's take it slow, have some fun. No one can separate us now." Jon's hand gently went to caress Saraya's lower belly, He smiled at her. This little one was one heck of a surprise but I will never regret him or her getting started even if we hadn't expected it yet." Saraya nodded in agreement. "This is it Kitten," Jon smiled as he caressed Saraya's cheek." We're together, forever now." Saraya nodded and pulled him down until their lips met.
"Forever, forever together my love..."
The end...for now.
I have decided to put this story to rest, then eventually come back with a sequel. I have an insane amount of things I am trying to write all at the same time and want to do the best on each, so I am working on cutting down the amount of stories that are 'active' until I catch up with everything. Thank you for reading, I hope to soon have you reading and enjoying more of my work. Have a Blessed day! :) xoxox