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Drew POV

The moment I exit, I continue to stand outside and listen in on their conversation. I know I shouldn't, but honestly, I can't help myself.

"I don't know what to do, Randy. I know Drew was thinking about how close you and I have become. I've told him that he has no reason to be worried, but I could see in his eyes just now, that that is exactly what he was doing," Lucy tells Randy and I can hear in her tone that she is upset.

"Believe me, sweetheart; I know. I told him something similar, although I may not have been as nice about it as you are. I told him that if he keeps this up, that he is going to push you away and that is the last thing he wants to do. I don't know how to help him get over that you don't see me the way you do him," Randy replies to Lucy's insight.

Waiting to hear Lucy's response, I'm surprised when I hear Randy continue, "if you don't mind me asking, how do you feel about him?" He asks Lucy and my heart starts thumping a mile a minute, anxious to hear what she has to say.

"Honestly," Lucy begins and its silent for a few seconds before I hear her continue, "I really do like him…a lot. I want to be with him, it's just…I don't know how to. I know I've been confusing him with how I react towards him; it just terrifies me with how close we are getting. I like that we are, but I don't know what to do to let him know that I do want this…whatever this is between us," she explains and I shake my head at my stupidity in letting her's and Randy's friendship push us apart.

Not knowing how much longer Lucy will be in there, I quickly walk away and return to my own tent and my thoughts. I don't want to disrespect Lucy and let her know how insecure I really am when it comes to her and Randy, even though I've had both of them tell me I have nothing to fret over.

I remove my shirt and ball it up, throwing it into the corner where it lands in the dirt. I shake my head at my luck of that happening, but forget about it and instead wipe down my chest, neck and back as best I can with the water I acquired earlier when Lucy went to the river to wash herself.

I struggle to get my full back and I'm about to quit my task when I have the towel I was using removed from my hand. "Here, let me," Lucy says quietly and begins to lightly run the towel along my back. I feel her small hand rest on my waist and her warm breath hit my bare skin, that is pulls a shiver from me.

A few moments later, all contact is gone from her and I see from the corner of my eye that Lucy returns the towel to it's original home in the bowl of water. I go to open my mouth to speak, but it snaps shut when I feel Lucy's hands grip both sides of my hips and her lips against the skin on middle of my back.

She slowly wraps her arms around me from behind as she continues to press kiss after kiss to my back. I whisper Lucy's name and grab her hands to bring them to rest against my chest. I feel her hold tighten on me and I let my head hang as she moves her kisses to in between my shoulder blades.

"Talk to me, Drew. Tell me what's on your mind because I know you were not okay back there; I could see it in your eyes," Lucy whispers and slides her hands back down to my stomach before she comes around to stand in front of me.

I go to respond to Lucy's request, but instead a sigh falls from my lips when hers place soft and gentle kisses to my chest and down to my sternum. A few moments later, Lucy looks up at me and I can't help but not cup her face with both hands and press a passionate kiss to her.

"I know you said I don't have to worry and that I won't, but I can't lose you, Lucy. It would destroy me if I did," I confess to her and she looks up at me with sad, but understanding eyes.

"I get it, Drew. Really, I do. It may not seem like it because I know I've been all over the place when it comes to my feelings for you, but believe me when I say that I promise…you won't lose me. I didn't expect for it to happen and most certainly not this quickly, but you mean too much to me, for me to walk away. I want you, Drew; I want to be with you…it's just…I–I don't know how to be with someone. You've been married before, you've had relations with Jenny. I've done nothing more than kiss you and let you kiss me down my neck. I want more, it's just…" Lucy starts to babble and I shut her up by placing another heated kiss to her lips, pulling a desperate whimper from her.

"Let me make you feel good, Lucy. Please. If you don't like something, I'll stop immediately. What happens between us, will stay between us; no one else will know. Let me love you, baby…please," I whisper, inches from her face.

Lucy stares up at me with a dazed look in her brown eyes, that is most likely there from both kisses I just gave her. She goes to open her mouth to respond, but snaps it shut and instead subtly nods her head.

I smile gently down at her, pulling her in for another kiss that I break and continue my assault of my lips down her neck. Lucy lets me lift her head up by her chin before I cradle the back of her head and continue to ravish her neck and throat with kiss after kiss.

I take my tongue and run it up from the base of Lucy's throat to under her ear and it pulls a shuddering breath from her mixed with a gasp. Taking Lucy's reaction as a sign to continue, I temporarily keep my focus just under her ear until I once again, take my tongue and trace the shell of her ear with it.

"I've barely touched you and I can feel you're already a quivering mess, baby," I whisper in Lucy's ear before taking her earlobe gently in between my teeth and lightly bite down on it, pulling a moan from her.

"Oh god…Drew," Lucy breathes my name and it sends a shocking jolt down to my groin, causing me to become hard and I quietly groan at my body's horrible timing.

I try my best to ignore it and show the other side of Lucy's neck the same attention I did to the first side. "Are you alright, love? Do you want me to stop?" I ask her and she quickly shakes her head 'no', but instead cups the back of my head and threads her fingers through my hair, holding me in place.

"No. You're mouth feels amazing," Lucy whimpers and I smile against her neck before lightly sucking her skin into my mouth and it rips a loud moan from her lips. I'm sure to be careful so I don't mark her, although I desperately want to, but I don't push my luck and let out a silent prayer that Lucy will eventually let me.

"Do you want me to continue this? Or do you want more?" I ask Lucy quietly against her lips and take them in mine before I can let her respond.

"M–more…please," Lucy whispers, her voice becoming slightly raspy.

"Lie down on the bed for me, love," I whisper against her lips before I pull away to let her do as I instructed.

"But…my dress. It's all bloody and dirty. I don't want to...," Lucy protests and I place a finger over her lips to silence her.

"I don't care about that, love. What I care about, is making you feel good," I tell her and Lucy shakes her head, her hands reaching for the front of her dress and pulls at the strings to loosen the fabric.

"Lucy, no. You don't need to remove your dress for me," I tell her, grabbing her hands to stop her progress.

"It's okay, Drew. I want to. I trust you not to do anything I don't want you to," she whispers and presses a soft kiss to my lips before returning to her task, causing me to release my hold on her.

'Who the hell is this woman?', I ask myself as I watch her remove her dress, leaving her in only her almost see-through shift. After everything she's been through, she is still willing to be almost completely naked in front of me. She is most definitely one of a kind.

After stepping out of her dress, Lucy looks up at me with shy and timid eyes, but I smile down at her, showing her in my eyes that everything will be okay. Before I can say anything, Lucy climbs onto the bed and places herself in the middle of it. Anticipation on what I do next is written in her brown orbs as she watches my every move.

I slowly, but carefully crawl up on top of Lucy, leaving most of my weight off of her before whispering in her ear, "such a good girl; my beautiful Lucia."

As I feel a shiver run down her body by my admission, it encourages me to proceed and I place my lips onto Lucy's collarbone, pressing a trail of kisses from one side of it to the other. Lucy throws her head back, deeper into the pillows, exposing her throat to me and I trail my lips to the small dip that lay there.

"Drew," Lucy moans quietly as she wraps her arms around my torso, pulling me closer.

Gliding my lips lower, I press just barely there kisses to Lucy's chest and down to where her breastbone starts before I look up at her when she calls my name. "What is it, love? Tell me what you want, baby," I softly demand and place butterfly kisses to the swell of Lucy's breasts.

The action has her breathing accelerate, causing her chest to rapidly rise up and down. Her reaction to the attention I pay to her breasts, has me believing that she likes what I'm doing. "Come on, Lucy," I say quietly, "tell me what you want me to do, baby," this time, letting my tongue take part in my ministrations to her chest.

"Kiss me, Drew," Lucy tells me and I gladly slide back up to her beautiful face and press my lips to hers. Our tongues collide, creating their own dance as she tries to fight me for dominance in the kiss, but I refuse to back down and let her do so.

While we keep our kiss alive, I manage to position myself in between Lucy's legs. I lightly skim my hand down the side of her body and to her thigh, gently hiking it up some, allowing her legs to cradle my hips. Lucy's opposite leg seems to act on instinct and mirrors the leg I manipulated into place.

Breaking the kiss, I rest my forehead on hers as I try to catch my breath. Lucy being forced to do the same. "Is that all you want me to do?" I ask, my voice husky from becoming turned on by our light foreplay.

Lucy POV

"Is that all you want me to do?" Drew asks me, his voice turning husky. Oh, how badly I want him to touch me…there because feeling Drew against me right now has me more turned on than I've ever been.

I shake my head subtly and take his hand, confidently guiding it to my breast, having his whole hand encompass it. "I want you to touch me, Drew," I breathe. The look in his eyes…the dark storm of lust suddenly takes over the blue of his irises and it has me coming undone for a whole other reason.

My request has Drew growing hard against me and I whimper at how he rubs himself against my mound in just the right way. I keep my hand over his that I placed over my breast, "touch me, please," I beg him and a low growl vibrates deep within his chest.

Drew lightly squeezes my breast before grazing his thumb over my pert nipple with just the right amount of pressure, through my shift, gauging my reaction to how I'll take it. My body takes control and has a mind of it's own. My eyes close in pure bliss and I arch my back up, pressing my breast further into his hand.

"God Lucy, you have no idea how captivating and desirable you look right now. It is literally taking everything and I mean everything in me, not to take you," Drew groans as he continues to caress my breast.

Wanting the same thing, even though I'm not close to wanting to become one with Drew, to help to him and me out of our misery, I lift my hips and press my pelvis into his, creating friction between our lower bodies.

"Fuck, Lucy," Drew rasps out in a groan as I release a gasping moan at feeling him rub against me. Bucking into me, Drew releases his hold on my breast and buries his face into my neck as he tries to hold himself up, over me.

"Ahh, oh yes, just…just like that, Drew," I cry out quietly, tightening my hold on him, along with wrapping my legs around his waist, locking my ankles.

"God, baby…Lucy," Drew groans into my ear as he thrusts his hips into mine. I try to keep my hips in time with his, but he shakes his head. "No, baby. Let me do it; I want to take care of you," he grunts, lifting himself up from his spot against my neck to look down at me.

While looking up at Drew and making eye contact with him, I lick my lips before pulling him in for another kiss, "you feel incredible," I breathe, then cry out when Drew thrusts his hips forcefully into mine, rubbing against me in just the right way.

"That's it baby. Feel me Lucy, feel all of me," Drew growls into my ear as he pushes me further into the bed with his body weight.

"Oh shit, Drew…Drew, oh god," I whimper, burying my face into his neck as he brings me closer.

"I love the sound of my name falling from your lips; it's something I'm never going to get tired of hearing," Drew groans and grabs my thigh to hitch it higher on his waist. I can feel that the change in angle, allows Drew to thrust his hips into mine more easily, but it also causes him to grunt in frustration.

"What–what is it?" I ask quietly.

"Your shift; it's," Drew starts, then swallows hard, "it's in the way. Making it harder to…you know…continue," Drew replies and I can hear the pain in his tone knowing he's just as aroused as I am.

I can't believe I'm about to do this with not only how new I am to all of this, but with Drew being the first and only man to have physical and sexual contact with. But if it helps both of us find that release we want…that we crave; I'll do it. I know Drew won't do anything to push my boundaries.

"Here…lean up," I order him gently, unwrapping my legs from his waist and Drew lifts his body weight off of me, looking down at me with confusion in his blue eyes.

I ignore his stare and pull my shift up higher on my legs. His hazy eyes widen at my attempt and he grabs my wrist, stopping me from lifting it any further.

"No…stop. You don't have to do that. I don't want to make this uncomfortable for you," Drew's husky voice tells me and I look up at him seeing true concern swimming in his blue irises.

"You're not," I reply, pulling my wrist from his grasp, "I'm doing this of my own choosing. I want to do this; I want to feel you, Drew," I whisper, spreading my legs just a little further apart, allowing his hips to fit snugly in between mine.

My response and actions cause Drew to growl deep in his throat and his eyes to turn a dark stormy blue. His lips descend onto mine in a heated kiss as he repositions himself in between my thighs. "I know you'll disagree, but you have no clue as to how fucking perfect your are," he groans, lifting my leg higher onto his hip and it causes a cry of pleasure to escape me.

"That's it Lucy, let me hear you. I want to hear how good I'm making you feel, love," Drew says, his tone strong, but also filled with lust. He presses his erection harder into me and it rubs against my little pearl at just the perfect angle, ripping a loud moan from me.

"Oh Drrewww," I moan, dragging out his name as he continues to forcefully grind his hips into me. I begin to wildly grab at Drew's bare torso and he grabs my hands one at a time, leading them to grip onto his strong shoulders.

Holding tightly onto him, I whisper Drew's name over and over into his neck until suddenly a jolt of pleasure runs through me and I throw my head back with a gasped, "oh god."

Drew takes the opportunity to place gentle kisses to my collarbone he pulls up to look down at me, not letting up on his tempo, "are you close, baby?" His raspy tone asks me as he tucks some of my hair behind my ear.

Nodding my head rapidly, "I am. Please don't stop," I mewl then cry out when Drew doubles the pressure he puts to my tiny little nub, rubbing himself against me, bringing me closer.

Pressing his lips against mine, Drew whispers, "let go for me, Lucy." I grip the back of his neck, gasping into his mouth when he hits a particularly sensitive spot, making me feel things I never have before.

"Shit…Drew. Oh Drew…Drew," I chant his name like a prayer.

"That's it, my love. Come for me, Lucy. Come on," Drew grunts and I can hear the pain in his tone, letting me know he is just as close as I am.

But what has me flying high, is what he calls me; My Love. I press my head into the pillows below my head crying out Drew's name as I find my release. With a few more thrust of the hips, Drew follows right behind me, groaning my name as he rests his forehead onto mine.

Everything becomes quiet, except for our heavy breathing as Drew and I try to calm our hearts. Drew flips himself off of me and onto his back at my side and I instantly miss his warmth and touch, so I roll over and rest my head on his chest, intertwining my legs with his.

A large smile plays across his face at my advance, that Drew wraps his arm around my waist, holding me to him. "Are you alright, love? I didn't hurt you or make you uncomfortable, did I?" He asks me and I can hear the nervousness in his voice as he awaits my answer.

Smiling into Drew's chest, I place a soft kiss directly over his still pounding heart and wrap my arm over his torso, tightening my hold on him, "I never thought I'd ever say this in my life, but I'm perfect right now and no," I shake my head, "you did neither of those," I tell Drew, looking up at him from my spot on his chest and I find him looking up at the ceiling of the tent.

Shifting my position slightly so I can look at him properly, I take my hand and cup his face, forcing him to look down at me, "I've never been more happy nor comfortable than I am right now. I promise, Drew," I whisper and his brows furrow at me, the look on his face telling me that he wants to believe me, he's just having a hard time doing so.

Leaning up, I scoot my body just the smallest amount and I press my lips to Drew's, prolonging the kiss, "you make me happy, Drew. Please believe that," I whisper, searching his eyes. For what? I honestly don't know.

When I don't get a response from him after a few moments, I sigh and sit up. Looking down at Drew, his eyes following my every move. "I know this has nothing to do with Randy, so please tell me, what's wrong? Why don't you believe me?" I ask Drew, hurt laced in my tone.

This seems to catch Drew's attention, because he quickly sits up and grabs my hand. "I do believe you. It just feels like these past few days have been a dream and that I'm going to wake up from it. Believe it or not, Lucy, you're one of the best things to ever happen to me. I don't want to wake up tomorrow and be disappointed that you're not there by my side; that you really were just my imagination. You're too good to be true," he tells me, sadly.

Giving Drew a small smile, I pull my hand from his grasp and move to straddle his lap. The move takes him by surprise, but regardless he grasps my hips. Wrapping my arms around Drew's neck, I lean in and press a hard, but gentle kiss to his lips, "does that feel like a dream?" I ask in a whisper.

"Or this?" I ask, pressing multiple kisses to Drew's neck and shoulder. "Or this?" I continue, but this time tracing my fingers lightly against his chest and down his abdomen, then back up to lace my fingers at the back of his neck.

Drew shakes his head with a quiet 'no'.

"That's because it's not, baby. I'm here and I'm very real and I'm not going anywhere," I reassure Drew and pull him in for a kiss that he returns full force. Producing a whimper from me with the intensity of it, I tighten my hold around his neck, keeping him close.

"Thank you," Drew breathes quietly.

"For what, baby?" I reply, petting his hair.

"For being you and accepting me for who I am," Drew says to me and I pull back some so I can look into his eyes.

"That goes both ways, Drew. But, you're welcome," I respond, being unable to wipe the smile from my face.