Eggshells
Six weeks, that's how long Punk had gone without seeing his wife. The night after her complete breakdown Punk found a rehab center in Chicago to take her that day. She voluntarily checked in and was committed to staying until the program was done. It was strict program, Punk couldn't just pick up the phone and speak to her she had set phone usage times and she used most of her few calls to call her parents. Her parents had no idea where she really was since she didn't have time to explain it to them before entering rehab. She told them she wouldn't be on TV because she would be in Tampa training for a few weeks. And it wasn't just her parents who didn't know- no one knew. Not even Colt. Punk kept this very close to the vest in order to protect her.
Punk became a ghost once AJ went into rehab he didn't pick up the phone anyone and ended up staying in a Milwaukee hotel for the entire time AJ was gone. Colt would call but he wouldn't answer, his family would call and he'd text them he was too busy to talk but would be in touch soon. WWE thankfully kept everything under wraps and hadn't bothered him once about AJ coming back.
But finally after six weeks AJ called to tell him she was coming home. He was so very nervous about seeing her again he wasn't sure who she'd be when she walked out of the facility. His hope was that she'd be the 'old AJ' that he fell in love with but he was prepared for this 'new AJ' too who seemed to lie, hit and hate him. He loved both no matter what so he was prepared for either.
Punk bounced on the balls of his feet as he waited just outside the doors that he remembered dropping her off at 42 days ago. She was a shell of the person she was, pale, exhausted and hesitant to even step inside. They shared a brief kiss but part of her resented him for taking her here. She wanted to fight this at home in private but Punk insisted on this. It was again getting cold out as Christmas was right around the corner- AJ had missed Thanksgiving so Punk spent it watching classic horror films in his hotel in Milwaukee rather than spend time with anyone but her. He blew his hot breath into his hands and rubbed them together as he waited for her. She said 12 and it was 12:08. A moment later the door open and out walked his wife with a small duffle bag. She saw him standing there and dropped her bag to her feet and jetted into his arms.
Punk didn't get a great look at her but from what he saw she was happy and looked healthy. He took her into his arms as she wrapped her legs and arms around him and held him tightly. He breathed in the fresh scent of her hair. His body warmed the second she crashed into him and he never wanted to let her go because at this moment everything was perfect.
"I've missed you." She said not willing to loosen her grip.
"I've missed you so fucking much you have no idea." he said relieved but also exhausted.
AJ pulled her head away to look him in the eyes and he had on a hopeful smile. Hoping that she was ok and this nightmare would just be a bad memory they could try to forget and never bring up again.
"Are you-" he started.
"I'm ok." She smiled. "It's an everyday thing. It's not like I walked out a 100% better I still have to work at it but I understand things so much better and feel better. I slept every night without anything, I didn't crave pills- just you." She smirked.
"Do you have any idea how happy that makes me?" Punk asked seriously.
"I have to go to meetings and stuff." She said to him and he nodded. "But I'm done with it Phil I'm going to be ok."
"I had no doubt." He smiled giving her a sweet kiss.
"Take me home now?" she asked as he placed her onto her feet. "The place was nice and all but I missed our bed and your arms." she said as he walked over to her bag and picked it up for her.
Once home AJ and Punk had coffee as AJ explained all about her six week sting in the rehabilitation center. She told him all about the amazing people she had met, some scary ones, her sponsor, her therapists.
"I'm glad you weren't miserable." Punk said with a forced smile.
"I wasn't. It was like a mental break." AJ admitted. "I guess you can't say the same."
"No I can't." Punk admitted. "But you're here now and it's all good."
"How was Thanksgiving?" AJ asked him. "Is your family freaking out about me going to rehab? Have they talked you into divorcing me?" she teased.
"They don't know." Punk said honestly.
"They don't?" AJ asked him.
"Nope. I told them you were in Tampa training same as you told your family." Punk shrugged.
"Oh." She said slowly. "Colt?"
"Haven't spoken to him since you went in." Punk said to her. "I stayed in Milwaukee."
"Why didn't you tell Colt?" AJ asked him.
"Because it's not his business." Punk shrugged.
"I'm sure you could have used a friend to talk to." AJ frowned.
"Nope. I did just fine. Really progressed with my training." Punk said to her and she smiled.
"Can I go watch you train this week?" She asked him.
"Next week you can, I took off the rest of this week to hang out with you." Punk said to her.
"I don't blame you if you're embarrassed by me." AJ blurted out and he looked confused. "I'm embarrassed of myself."
"You think I'm embarrassed by the fact that you had a problem, recognized then sought help for it?" Punk mocked. "You're extraordinary."
"So why didn't you tell anyone?" AJ asked him.
"Because I want to protect you. I don't want this getting out especially since you weren't around to defend yourself." Punk told her honestly.
"You know my therapist doesn't think even think I had a pill addiction problem." AJ informed him and he looked surprised. "She thinks I was just exhausted and my eating habits didn't help."
"Speaking of that and I hope you don't get offended but you've put on weight and you look so fucking good." he grinned. She must have put on over five pounds and looked so healthy.
"They gave me set meals that I had to eat." AJ said to him. "I won't miss that." she smirked.
"You really look amazing." He boosted. "You seem happy, healthy- I just hope it stays like this."
"It will. Like I said I have to work at it but I swear I will never ever go back to that place again." AJ assured him and reached across the table and grabbed his hand. "I know I wasn't the only one suffering I know you made sacrifices and I know I wasn't in there alone. I'm going to make this all up to you and gain your trust back."
"It's not that I don't trust you." Punk sighed but she tightened her grip on his hand.
"You can't trust me." she said to him. "I lied to you- a lot. I made vows and broke them and I'm not taking that lightly."
"I won't you to worry about you." Punk said seriously. "We're fine."
"We're not." She corrected and his heart stopped beating.
"AJ you're not talking about leaving are you?" Punk asked horrified.
"No! God never!" She assured him and the blood starting pumping to his heart again. "But I made some huge mistakes and I have to answer for them."
"I don't blame you." he said to her. "I blame Paul."
"You can't just blame Paul." AJ argued lightly. "I took the pills and I lied to you. He told me not to tell you and I made the choice to listen to him. Now that the hard part is over my full focus is on you and our marriage."
"I appreciate that but I don't blame you for any of this and you have no idea how proud I am of you for admitting to this problem and wanting to take responsibility." Punk smiled warmly at her.
"I need to apologize. It's part of my steps." she said to him. "You're the first one on a long list."
"Don't apologize." He insisted.
"I have to." She said with a smile as she held back tears. "I am so sorry for lying to you. I'm sorry for not coming to you in the first place and the night before I went into rehab I blamed you and that wasn't the case. I wasn't myself. I'm most sorry for failing and disappointing you." Punk opened his mouth to argue with her but she shushed him. "Don't say anything if you don't forgive me and I don't expect you to right away-"
"I forgive you." he said quickly.
"Don't just say it." She said to him. "I need you to mean it."
"I mean it." He said to her honestly. "I was so mad the night I found you in Paul's room." he said to her. "I was so mad I didn't think I'd ever talk to you again. But after looking at you for two seconds and I saw your face everything changed. You didn't lie to me to hurt me or even yourself you needed help- you needed me. Your eyes were blank and instead of being mad at you I felt bad for you."
"You shouldn't. I did it to myself." She said to him. "You should be mad."
"I just can't be mad at you." Punk said with an almost bitter smile. "I've tried. Believe me there were nights over the last six weeks I just wanted to hate you for making me feel things I didn't want to but I couldn't." he shrugged. "I love you too much."
"I love you too." She said to him. "How can I make this right with you?" she asked him.
"You did make it right. You got help and that is all I wanted." Punk said to her.
"You're my first priority from here on out." She promised him. "I want to be your wife and focus on that. My therapist told me I had to make a choice of what I wanted more my career or my family. It's always going to be you."
"That doesn't seem fair." Punk said to her.
"I can still work at the gym that is if Colt will have me." AJ said weakly smiling. "But I can't be on the road and it's not because I couldn't handle it it was because I never wanted to do it. I felt like I had to sign with WWE because that was always the dream but I didn't prepare myself mentally for the toll it would have taken on me."
"You don't have to go back if you don't want to." Punk forced out hoping she truly didn't want to go back.
"I don't." she confirmed and he smiled, the first big genuine smile she had seen from him all day.
"I'll take care of all of it." He assured her. "I'll call the lawyer they'll call WWE-"
"I'd rather talk to them myself." AJ said to him. "They're part of the apology list too."
"Why?" Punk asked almost disgusted.
"Because they gave this opportunity and I didn't take it seriously." She said to him. "I didn't even speak to them before I left."
"You don't owe them a damn thing." Punk snapped.
"It's not their fault Phil." She reminded him. "It's mine and mine alone. I owe them a conversation at least."
"Whatever you want to do." Punk said slightly annoyed and stood up from the table.
"Where are you going?" She asked him.
"I haven't been home in weeks I'm going to the grocery store." he said pouring his coffee into the sink.
"I was hoping we could go see Colt." AJ said to him.
"You can go see him if you want but I have other things to do." he said simply.
"I'll go with you to the grocery store." AJ offered standing up.
"No you should just hang back and rest." he said kissing her forehead.
AJ just nodded and smiled at Punk even though she really wanted to spend time with him. She knew this was going to take longer and more than just an apology. She broke something in she wasn't sure she'd be able to fix no matter what he said.
When Punk walked in the door both of his arms were filled with groceries and kicked the door closed with his foot.
"I wasn't sure what you wanted to eat or what you could eat so I got a little of everything." Punk announced then looked up to see Colt sitting on his couch with AJ. "What's he doing here?"
"AJ called me over." Colt said to him.
"I'll be in the kitchen." Punk said walking straight through the living room passed AJ and Colt but Colt stood up and followed him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Colt asked him.
"It's not your fucking business." Punk said calmly as he placed the bags on the counter. "I don't know why she told you at all."
"You didn't have to be alone." Colt argued.
"I like being alone." Punk said bitterly.
"Are you mad at me for this?" Colt asked him.
"No I'm mad at myself." Punk said to him honestly. "I just didn't want to deal with people in my ear telling me it wasn't my fault that it was hers and everything would be ok."
"What's so wrong with that?" Colt asked him.
"Everything." Punk hissed. "You didn't see her the last few days before she went to rehab Colt I didn't know if she'd walk out of there ok. She was so far gone that I didn't even recognize her! And now she's smiling and happy and I'm still not fucking sure that's the case because I now always assume she's lying!"
Colt turned his head and AJ was in the doorway. Punk looked towards her and let out a regretful sigh and walked towards her.
"Ape I didn't-" he started.
"It's ok." She choked out smiling but clearly she was hurt, how could she not be? "I get it. It's fine. I just wanted to know if you wanted me to make dinner."
"I got a bunch of stuff but I thought we'd go out if you wanted to." he suggested.
"We don't have to." She smiled waving her hand.
"I want to." he said to her with a weak smile.
"Ok than." She nodded. "I'm just going to take a shower, are you going to hang around Colt?"
"Yea I'll be here." He smiled at her and she returned it then walked away.
"Say it." Punk said looking who Colt who seemed like he wanted to say something.
"I have no comments." Colt said to him. "You tried to tell me about her pill issue months before it came to ahead and I tried to convince you that you were crazy. I will not offer any advice anymore."
"What if I ask for it?" Punk asked him.
"She seems better." Colt offered. "She's trying. She's taking responsibility for what she did."
"I know and I really am proud of her." Punk said to her. "Her doctors don't even think it was really a pill issue but more of an exhaustion issue."
"That makes sense." Colt nodded.
"I'm just afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing and then she'll either loose sleep or run back to pills." Punk admitted. "I don't want to break her again."
"You didn't break her to begin with." Colt argued.
"I did." Punk said to her. "The night before I took her to rehab she told me that I hated her and left her alone on the road and she wasn't wrong. I could have tried harder especially since I knew what a hard time adjusting she was having and I left her there and Paul saw how vulnerable and lonely she was."
"Paul who?" Colt asked.
"AJ didn't tell you about that?" Punk asked. "The whole reason she got hooked on anything to begin with was Heyman."
"She didn't mention Paul to me. She said she got the stuff from someone behind the scenes but no names." Colt said to him.
"She didn't even know what she was taking." Punk informed him. "Paul told her they were over the counter stuff and she blindly trusted him because he was a friend of mine. I don't even want to tell you what I walked in on in Paul's hotel room with her."
"No way." Colt said in disbelief. "No fucking way was she in bed with-"
"Fuck no! If that was the case this conversation would be taking place with a piece of glass between us." Punk said to him. "But he..."
"He what?" Colt asked.
"He tried to get her to do stuff for the drugs." Punk told him and Colt just nodded it now made all the sense in the world that Punk kept this all quiet. "I didn't tell you or anyone because I can't do anything about Paul but I want to. I keep dreaming about killing him- that's unhealthy right?"
"I might be dreaming it myself tonight." Colt said seriously. "He didn't hurt her right?"
"He wanted her to take her clothes off." Punk said to him. "She tried to leave and I don't know what happened because I've been too afraid to ask her but I showed up and she was crying and hiding in the corner of the room and I- I don't know why I didn't kill him."
"He's an asshole." Colt hissed. "If I see him I'll knock him out."
"Can't touch him." Punk said to him. "He'll rat on AJ and not just to WWE but to dirtsheets too. I won't let him take anything else from her."
"Wow." Colt said to him. "I told AJ to stick close to Paul too. What a fucking idiot." he said about himself.
"I said it too." Punk said shaking his head. "I hate him."
"I don't blame you." Colt said to him.
"I trusted him with her and he used her and tried to put his filthy fucking slimy hands on her body." Punk said disgusted. "I can't get the image of her in that room out of my head."
"She's back now." Colt reminded him. "She seems happy. She seems healthy and she wants to make things right you can't be stuck in the past on this. You either deal with Paul or you forget him."
"I can't forget." Punk said to him. "I'll never forget."
"Try, for her sake." Colt said to him.
Punk walked into the bedroom and AJ was just in her underwear stepping into a dress.
"Sorry." Punk said quickly.
"It's nothing you haven't seen before." She teased and he smirked. "Can you zip me up?"
"Yea." he said walking over to her and zipping up her dress slowly.
"And can you put this on for me?" She asked passing him her lightening bolt necklace that he had gotten for her months ago.
Punk placed it around her neck as she moved her hair to the side and latched it on for her then left a tender kiss on the nape of her neck before moving her back in place. AJ turned around and his arms were loosely wrapped around her waist.
"About the kitchen earlier I didn't mean to upset you." he said to her.
"You didn't." AJ assured him. "I told you I knew it would take time this didn't just happen to me it happened to you as well and I'm going to be honest with you about everything but I need you to do the same. Don't be afraid to talk to me if you're angry I'm not going to run out and take pills." she promised.
"I'm just scared." he admitted. "I never want to see you like that again."
"You wont." She said to him. "In rehab we had to talk about out goals and a lot of people spoke about getting better jobs or reconnecting with their kids or parents and all I talked about was you."
"You already have me." he reminded her with half a smile.
"My goal is for you to look at me the same way you did when we first met. To believe that I'm strong and not some weak girl you have to take care of." she said to him. "I'll be working on that everyday."
"I know you're strong because you're standing here right now." he said to her honestly and gave her a much more intense kiss than he had given her when he first saw her. "Ready for dinner?" he asked when he pulled away.
"Yes." she said blushing slightly from the kiss.
Punk took AJ to her favorite Italian restaurant. It wasn't over the top fancy but she loved it and she ate more at dinner than she probably had in the last month she was with WWE combined.
"Enjoying your food?" he asked amused as she ate the last of the bread that was offered with the main course.
"Yes!" she said to him. "I'm not being very sensitive to your diet, sorry."
"I can watch you enjoy yourself all day." Punk grinned.
"I really can't eat like this everyday or I'll be the size of a house." She said with her mouth still full and he laughed.
"Eat whatever you want." Punk said to her.
"Oh so there is something I want to tell you." She said to him and now he knew this dinner that was too good to be true.
"Ok hit me with it." He said preparing for the worst.
"So I don't know if you knew this but even though I couldn't use the phone much I was able to receive and write letters." She started.
"I know." He said to her and she just forced a smile because he never wrote her. "I wrote you every day."
"You did?" she asked him.
"I did. I didn't mail them but I have them." he said to her.
"Can I have them?" She asked him.
"If you want them." He said to her. "I go through a lot of emotions with those letters some of them I'm really pissed off some of them I'm really sad- I didn't want to set you back or anything."
"I wrote you too." She admitted. "I had to keep journal and everyday they started with 'Dear Phil'."
"Can I see those?" he asked and she nodded. "So you were upset I didn't write?"
"I thought you didn't know actually." AJ said to him. "But that's not why I bought this up."
"Why did you?" he asked her.
"It's not a big deal but I know you've been keeping tabs online about me to see if it had been reported that I was in rehab." she said to him.
"I have and no one knows a thing. The WWE fans think you went home just like I did, Hunter has kept quiet and refused to comment either way." he said to her. "And your parents are really positive that you're in Tampa."
"I have to go see them." AJ said remembering she had to deal with them as well. "Maybe I'll go this weekend. You can come right? I could use the moral support."
"Of course." he said without hesitation. "So back to this mail thing what happened?"
"I don't know how he knew where I was." She started off.
"Paul sent you a letter?" Punk asked holding his water glass and held it so tightly he broke the stem to it.
"No!" she assured him quickly. "Sorry I should have opened with that."
"No, no it's ok." he said placing his napkin over the spilled water.
"It was that fan." AJ said and he looked up at her.
"Who?" Punk asked briefly looking at her as he cleaning up the glass as well.
"The guy who draws me." AJ said to him.
"I completely forgot all about him." Punk said remembering. "Right before shit hit the fan I was going to ask you about him. What did he send you?"
"More drawings." AJ said to him.
"Do you have them?" Punk asked.
"No I tossed them." She told him. "They weren't bad but I was surprised he knew. I assumed since he knew everyone knew where I was."
"Not a soul knew." Punk assured her. "I didn't want you to come out with that kind of pressure on you."
"I knew you'd protect me and my secret." she said to him. "But it doesn't have to be a secret. I'm going to tell WWE about it and it will leak from them if they don't announce it themselves which is why I have to tell my parents first."
"Are you sure you want to talk to WWE?" Punk asked her almost desperately.
"I am." She said to him.
"Are you going to tell them about Paul?" Punk asked her.
"I might." She said to him. "I don't want to get him into trouble."
"Don't say that." He said coldly. "Throw him to the wolves."
"I just want to move on." AJ said to him. "I don't want to go to war with Paul Heyman."
"I do." Punk admitted.
"You can do whatever you want." She said to him. "I know you hate him."
"Hate is too good for what I feel about him." Punk said to her. "I didn't want to bring him up or that night but since you did."
"Nothing happened Phil." AJ said to him. "I wasn't high that night I remember it clearly. He wanted me to undress for him while he watched I assume so he could please himself while I did it. He never touched me, he never said he would."
Punk just nodded as he went back to his grilled fish he was eating and didn't want to talk more about it but he really wanted to know everything he kept glancing up at her ready to talk but would stop himself.
"Just ask what you want." AJ said to him. "I'm not going break like your water glass."
"Did you approach him about the pills or did he approach you?" Punk asked her. "Not that it makes a difference if it was you I'm just curious."
"He came to me." AJ said to him. "He started with the diet pills. I was in catering eating a piece of cake and he told me I was looking heavy on TV and offered them to me."
"Son of a bitch." He mumbled under his breath dropping his fork.
"The sleeping pills came later." She said to him. "He knew I wasn't sleeping I'd walk into TV looking like a zombie. It all seemed harmless."
"And the energy pills?" he asked her. "That night you came home early and surprised me you were high?"
"And you knew it." She confirmed. "I didn't but you've always said you knew me better than I knew myself. When I woke up the next morning in bed with you I didn't even remember how I got home."
"Jesus Ape." he mumbled.
"I didn't even care I just felt so refreshed I assumed it was from exhaustion." She shrugged. "I just feel so stupid saying any of this out loud."
"I'm just glad nothing worse happened." he said to her. "You don't remember how you got home but you remember that night?"
"Yea." She said to him. "I think I was just so high so on the plane that I came down off of it a little by the time I got home to you. It was the first night I took them."
"Good thing you didn't keep it in your bag when you boarded if TSA would have found it you would have been in a lot of trouble." Punk said to her.
"I wish they had." AJ admitted and he was taken back by that. "I wouldn't have been that addicted if I had stopped the first time."
"I suppose." He said to her. "So you're not going to let WWE talk you into coming back are you?"
"No." She laughed. "I have no desire and that's something else I wanted to bring up to you actually."
"What's that?" Punk asked.
"They might sue me or-" she started.
"Let them." Punk said cutting her off. "And don't even worry about it."
"Phil this is serious." She warned him. "I can't afford a lawsuit."
"You're you can't." Punk agreed. "You didn't make enough money to probably even afford a good enough lawyer to fight off Vince. Luckily for you you're married to a rich man and my money is your money and I want you to let me handle all the legal issues."
"I couldn't ask you to do that." She said to him.
"You didn't ask, I'm telling you." He said to her. "If you really are sorry and want to prove it you'll let me do this for you."
"Ok fine." she said knowing that would make him feel better.
"There's something else I wanted to bring up to you." Punk started. "I haven't given it much thought but if you're up for it I want to go away for Christmas."
"Are you taking me with you?" She teased.
"Of course." He said giving her a sarcastic smile. "I was alone for Thanksgiving and we missed out on our first one together I want to do Christmas right. And I don't want to share you I want to get away with you and it just being us."
"It is a little late to start decorating the house and stuff so let's go." She encouraged. "Where to?"
"Don't know yet. Somewhere hot and sandy though." he said to her. "The gym is closed for two weeks."
"I don't know about the entire two weeks because I don't want miss too many meetings." She said to him.
"Oh crap I forgot about that." Punk said to her. "We won't go."
"No I want to." she argued.
"I don't want you to miss anything." he said to her.
"The thing about NA is that it's not just exclusive to Chicago. I'm not the only one with a problem. I can find a meeting anywhere." she said to him.
"Oh yea." Punk said quietly.
"It's a small adjustment." she said to him.
"I know and I think it's great you're seeing this through." Punk said honestly. "Do you need a friend at these meetings or a really hot husband?" he teased.
"Sometimes I will." She said to him. "And I know exactly who I'll ask."
"Just say the word I mean it." he said to her. "I'm as committed to your recovery as you are and will do anything you need."
"I know baby." She smiled and sat up slightly and reached across the table to kiss him.
"Do you have a meeting tonight?" he asked her.
"No I had a group session before I left which is why I got out late. Tomorrow I'll go there's one at the church around the corner." she told him.
"There's a church around the corner from us?" he asked seriously and she laughed. "Are they always in churches?"
"No they move around a lot." AJ said to him. "Some are at churches, halls, schools- it varies."
"And you said you a have a sponsor?" he asked her.
"Yea a lot of people further into their recovery came and shared their stories with us. My sponsors name is this woman Kelly." she told him.
"And you what? Call her if you get craving?" he asked her. "I'm sorry if I'm asking you too many questions but I've never dealt with this before I just want to learn so I can help you the best I can."
"No! Ask as many questions as you want." AJ encouraged. "I'm really glad you're taking an interest in this and being so supportive. So many people were telling stories about how their spouses left them once they discovered their addiction."
"Everyone is different and I'm not judging anyone but you'll never have to worry about that with me." he said to her.
"I never doubted it." AJ said to him. "So many women were wondering if their husbands had moved on and met other women too." she added quietly.
"I didn't meet anyone." he laughed. "I literally woke up every morning, went to the gym, came home ate then napped." he told her honestly.
"I wouldn't have blamed you." she said to him.
"You're my wife." he reminded her. "I love you and only want you. Faults and all because believe me honey we all have faults."
"This is why I married you." she smiled.
"I thought it was for my money." he teased.
"It was really just so I could say I legally own half of your comic books." she teased back.
After the restaurant Punk took AJ home and he was actually feeling more relaxed. It was really like old times and clearly he didn't have to be afraid to talk about things with her which is what he was most afraid of. He was truly content and happy with her being home. He was sitting on the edge of his bed checking his messages since he kept his phone off during dinner.
"Are you still hungry?" he heard her her ask and he didn't even look up.
"I really am thinking about stealing one of those donuts I got for-" he stopped when he looked up and realized she wasn't talking about food.
There stood his wife clad in her short silk black robe that was left open to just tease him with knowing she had literally nothing on underneath it. Punk dropped his phone to the floor because he didn't even care. He had been alone for six weeks and all he had was that one short video she let him film almost a year ago and it had gotten old.
"I could eat." he forced out trying not to sound too eager.
"Me too." she grinned walking towards him and as she did she discarded her robe so she was fully undressed by the time she reached him.
"It's so nice to touch you without feeling your spine." he noted running his fingertips up and down the middle of her back.
"Do you think I'm too fat?" she asked.
"Hell no." he said confidently. "You're a fucking ten."
AJ straddled his lap and began to kiss him tenderly. He wasn't going to need much time he literally dreamt of her like this so many nights she was away from him.
"Are you ok to do this?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yes. Sex is good for the mind, body and soul." she assured him. "It's one of my personally added steps. Less drugs more sex." She teased but he didn't like the joke. "Too soon?"
"Yea." He said but put on a smile. "I'll let it slide." he said lifting her and placing her in the center of the bed.
AJ watched as he removed his clothes and already began to touch herself.
"Eager?" he teased.
"More than you know." She said to him. "You could at least take care of yourself the last six weeks..."
"Couldn't get any alone time?" he joked taking his time as he took his pants off.
"I did have my own room thanks to you actually paying the big bucks for it but you know I can't do that stuff." She blushed.
"Sure you can." he said simply as he pulled his boxers down.
"I mean I could but I wanted you. I couldn't even get hot in there." she told him and he smiled as he hovered her body and gently lowered himself to press into her naked form. "I didn't want to touch myself."
"My poor baby." He cooed kissing her nose sweetly.
"Touch me." She practically begged.
"My pleasure." He said placing his hand right over her beating heart. "Well actually your pleasure." he teased and let his open palm brush across her collarbone.
"Not there." She whined.
Punk just let out a small laugh as he moved his hand over one of her breasts and cupped it gently before leaning down and placing his teeth gently over her now pointy nipple. AJ smiled to herself as she closed her eyes and relaxed into his touch. Punk moved his slippery tongued down her torso now and began to lick the spot she needed him in most. He wasn't doing anything but leaving kisses and wet spots over her but that was fine by her.
Punk kissed back up her stomach because he didn't want to play around with her he wanted to be in her fully. He cupped her face and kissed her as he pressed his erection against her and grinded against her. AJ held onto his neck for dear life in case he pulled away for some reason.
"Are you ready for me?" he asked nipping at her lips.
"I've been ready for you for over a month." she sighed desperately.
"Over a month." he cringed at the memory. "I'm so happy you're home and proud of everything you're doing." he said as he slipped into her body.
AJ gasped at the contact and rolled Punk onto his back so she was on top of him. She didn't move fast or rough just slow enough so he can push into her at the same loving way. Punk was kissing her as deeply as he could when he then rolled her back onto her back and took over for a little time. Each one wanted a chance in charge and they rolled around in bed for over half an hour. It wasn't about getting to the finish it was about reconnecting and just being close.
"That's it." AJ moaned as he began to move more rapidly into her. "I want to feel this good forever."
"You will." He assured her and kissed her lips again as she came.
Seeing her face scrunch up like that, feeling her body grip his, her heart beating so fast like this- he missed it more than he even thought. Just seeing her hit that level of pleasure and knowing he caused it forced his body to explode in hers.
They didn't say a word as they cleaned off and got underneath the covers together. Punk's arm draped over hers and he curled into her beck and enjoyed the feeling of her wild hair falling over his face while he tried to sleep. Something that used to annoy him was something he couldn't sleep without. He waited up until he was sure she was actually sleeping and made sure to keep a tight grip on her while she slept in case she snuck off for some reason...such as a sleeping pill. He trusted her, he loved her but he was still being percautious because now that he had his old wife back he was never loosing her again to anything or anyone.