"Mmm that's nice," Mia groaned waking up with Punk's arms wrapped around her and him pressing soft kisses to her neck and the soft spot just under her ear.
Mia rolled onto her back, turning her head to face him, her hand moving up to cup his face and pulling him down into a kiss, her tongue dancing with his. Punk rolled onto his back, pulling Mia so she was straddling his pelvis, pleasantly surprised when he realised she wasn't wearing any panties.
"Tease," he spoke huskily into her ear, not that he had room to talk seeing as he was naked, before licking the shell of her ear. His hands moving up and down her thighs before moving further up and under the shirt of his she wore to bed, his hands roaming her soft skin, from her small baby bump up to her breasts.
Mia leaned down to kiss Punk, their tongues battling for dominance. Mia could feel Punk's erection against her backside, as she started grinding against him, teasing him more, feeling herself getting wetter.
Punk pulled the shirt over Mia's head, sitting up and taking one of her nipples into his mouth, making her arch her back, her boobs more sensitive now she was pregnant. Once he was done with her left nipple, letting it go with a pop, he moved onto her right. Paying it the same attention, grazing it with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue.
Soon Punk's lips found Mia's before he gripped her hips and lifted her up slightly, moving her back down onto his throbbing erection. Both groaning at the sensation as he filled her completely. Mia pressed her forehead against Punk's as he gently thrust into her.
Mia loved how gentle Punk was ever since they found out she was pregnant, refusing to hurt her or their baby. in any way. Gone was the quick fucking all over the place like they used to. Now, it was gentle and slower; making love. She loved how long they could go, how close Punk would hold her against him, the sweet nothings he would whisper in her ear. Not that she didn't miss the rougher, straight up fucking sometimes. The memories she had off when Punk would pull her into random rooms at the arenas', bending her over chairs and taking her from behind. Or the times when he would fuck her in every room of their house on their days off.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.
"I love you so much, Punk."
"I love you too, Tinks," Punk replied before kissing her passionately, the two having built up a sweat.
As Punk sped up a little, Mia could feel her orgasm building. "I'm so close, baby."
"Cum for me, beautiful," Punk spoke, slipping a hand between their bodies, pinching her clit.
Mia buried her head in Punk's neck as her orgasm washed over her. Punk came too as her muscles tightened around his cock, squeezing him like a vice grip.
They stayed sat there as Punk brought a hand up to cup Mia's face, pressing affectionate kisses against her soft lips, his over hand around her waist, holding her close to him.
"I can't believe this time in two weeks, we'll be getting married," Mia smiled as she sat down on the couch. Smiling at Punk who was teaching Ryder some tricks. Mia and Punk had decided they wanted a quick wedding, mostly because they couldn't wait to be married. Partly because Mia didn't want to be heavily pregnant when they did get married. Instead she would be 15 weeks. They had decided on the 22nd October, just before Punk's birthday. Also on a Thursday, so all their friends would be able to make it. Especially AJ, Kaitlyn, Brie and Nikki, Mia's bridesmaids. Colt, John, Daniel and Zack, who Mia had convinced Punk to pick, Punk's best men.
"What did I do to end up with such a hot, awesome woman like you, who's having my baby and marrying me?" Punk asked, crawling over to the couch, resting his arms on the cushion as he looked up at Mia from his kneeling position on the floor.
Mia smiled coyly, "Well, at first you acted like a jerk, then a friendly, awesome jerk, then a hot jerk who's amazing in bed. Basically just a jerk."
Mia squealed when Punk suddenly pulled her down so she was straddling him as he kneeled on the floor; her back against the front of the couch.
"Haha, I'm joking. A little. You can be a jerk but I love you. You're always there for me and you put up with my music, even though you hate most of it. You watch Hook with me whenever I want to watch it even though I've seen it a million times. I feel safe when I'm in your arms and I miss you the minute I'm not with you. I love you for millions of reasons and I can't wait to marry you." Mia wrapped her arms around Punk's neck, kissing him. "And because you want to go make me a bagel with peanut butter," Mia added, suddenly hungry, smiling innocently.
Punk stood up, still holding Mia against him, who wrapped her leg around his waist, walking into the kitchen and placing her on the island. "I'm pretty sure the world is going to run out of peanut butter the way you're going through it," Punk teased.
"Don't even joke."
"The girls will be here in the morning for dress shopping. What time are the guys getting here so you can pick out suits?"
"Ten, but you know Colt. He's never on time. So what sort of dress are you going for?" Punk asked once again, trying to find out what Mia would be wearing on their big day.
"As I keep telling you, you're going to have to wait. Patience."
"You'll be the most beautiful woman in the world in the world whatever you choose," Punk said, handing her, her bagel with peanut butter. Her favourite thing to eat these days.
Mia stepped out of the changing room, frowning once again as she showed the girls the latest dress she had tried. Once again, she didn't feel comfortable in it. Now she was starting to show, she wasn't particularly feeling any of the dresses she had tried on so far. She wanted to look perfect on her wedding day. Something she wasn't particularly feeling that morning when she had woken up.
"I look horrible in this. It's too big and thrilly. I swear I'm never going to find anything." Having already planned so much of the wedding in the space of three weeks, Mia was suddenly starting to feel the pressure that every bride went through as she tried to find the perfect wedding dress.
Brie was first to go over and hug Mia. Having recently gotten married herself, she knew how stressful it was. "Hey, you don't look horrible. I don't think it's the dress for you but you don't look horrible. We'll find the dress."
"Brie's right. The dress for you is here," Kaitlyn smiled, walking over and hugging her too. Planning her own wedding to Seth, she knew how stressful it was. She could, however, only imagine how Mia was doing it all. Being pregnant and having almost planned the whole wedding in three weeks. "You've already done amazing, planning everything you have in three weeks! Seriously, you can come help me plan my wedding."
Mia couldn't help but chuckle at Kaitlyn. "Not wrestling anymore, I needed the distraction. Especially when Punk isn't home."
"Are you craving sex all the time yet?" Nikki asked smirking. "Brie, remember when Millie was pregnant and she got to like five months and wanted sex all the time?"
Mia laughed even more. "No, I'm not craving it all the time yet. At first, I didn't want it at all. Then, after Phil proposed, my libido came back."
An hour later and several dresses later, Mia had found her dress. Standing in the changing room, she placed a hand to her stomach, over her small bump. "I think we've found the dress, baby."
Mia stepped out of the changing room. "Well?" she said, smiling to the girls who were mid- way through a conversation. They all turned to look, gasping.
"That's it!" Nikki declared as she stood up and walked over to Mia.
The white floor length, Alecon beaded lace over organza ball gown featured a Queen Anne neckline, with a keywhole back, hugged Mia in all the right places. Her tiny baby bump made her look all the more beautiful, as did her baby glow.
"Holy fuck you look so beautiful," Kaitlyn declared.
"If Phil doesn't have tears in his eyes when he sees you in that, I will actually kick him in the balls," AJ added. "Seriously, do you just want to marry me instead?"
"If he doesn't cry, sure I'll marry you, AJ," Mia winked.
"Beautiful. Just beautiful," was all Brie could say.
Walking into their living room, Mia walked over to Punk who was lying on his back on the couch. Mia climbed over the armrest, crawling up in between Punk's legs and resting her head on his chest, her legs between his.
"Hi," she smiled before pressing a kiss to his shirt covered chest.
"Hey, Tinks. How did it go? Find a dress?" Punk asked, wrapping an arm around Mia when she rested her head against his chest.
"I found my dress," Mia smiled. "AJ said if you don't have tears in your eyes when you see me in then she's going to kick you in the balls and she'll marry me instead."
Punk laughed, running his fingers through Mia's shoulder length hair. "I'm sure there will be tears, Tinks. Apart from when out child is born, this is going to be the happiest day of my life."
Mia moved up Punk's body slightly so her face was level with his. "I love you," she smiled rubbing her nose against his. Then moved to rest her head in the crook of his neck.
Mia was smiling as she stood behind the barrier along with Colt, watching Raw. It felt odd, but was also fun watching RAW with the rest of the fans. Of course, she and Colt had front throw seats.
The fans also loved Mia and Colt being there and, after being backstage for a bit with Punk and the others, the two spent a long time signing shirts and pieces of paper and taking photos with fans. Mia also found herself talking with some of the fans, mainly women, about being pregnant. Mia had also taken her ring off and left it on Punk's bus when she got there. Mia and Punk wanted to be able to plan and get married in piece and planned on telling their fans when they got back from their honeymoon. Mia, did at first, feel weird without her ring, having grown accustomed to it.
One of her favourite things so far about watching RAW out with the fans, was being next to Noelle Foley who was also there. While she had briefly met Mick Foley's daughters a few times briefly backstage when she was still wrestling, she was having fun hanging out with her then.
Mia and Colt were more than happy to take a picture with Noelle and retweeted Noelle's tweet when she out the picture on Twitter, writing. Noelle Foley: Just casually at Raw with the awesome MiaWalker and ColtCabana. Oh yeah, CMPunk, about time I informed you, the baby is actually mine.
She smiled when commentators, Michael Cole, Jerry Lawler and JBL discussed her being there.
Michael Cole: And tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we're actually joined by former diva, Mia Walker. Who's watching front row tonight.
Jerry Lawler: Yes, the pregnant, former diva's champion is actually stood right next to Mick Foley's daughter, Noelle Foley.
Michael Cole: I'm sure Mia will be cheering on Punk later on during his match against Cesaro.
However, Mia's favourite part of the night was just before Punk's match started against Cesaro. Punk, first to the ring, had made his way over to where Mia and Colt was, sending all the Punk/Mia fans crazy. Which only got crazier when he leaned over the barrier, cupping Mia's face with his hands and kissing her. Telling her he loved her before completely pulling away and climbing into the ring.
Next chapter: The wedding :)
Also, there's a link on my profile to Mia's wedding dress
