~One week Later~
"Lita! Will you just go to sleep?! Damn." Lita sighed and moved her lips off Chris's chest. She propped her head on her elbow. "What's with you, Chris? Ever since we went to that stupid party you've been all pissy. What's going on?" Chris punched his pillow into submission. "Nothing--is wrong. I just want to sleep, ok?" Lita sat up. "No, not ok. When you choose sleep over sex, something is wrong." Chris swore under his breath. "Lita! Im just tired...thats it. Nothing less, nothing more. Can we please go to sleep now?" Lita stood. "No." "No?" "No." She repeated. She dressed in front of Chris. She put on a tight red shirt with fringed short sleeves. As Lita put on her white thong, Chris started to regret pushing Lita away. And by the time she had on her low rise blue jeans, he *really* regretted it. Lita glanced at Chris, then looked again. She smiled slowly. "So, now you want me." She walked and knelt beside the bed. She brought her mouth to his and kissed him. Her tongue wildly danced with his. Chris's arm encircled her and kissed her just as passionately. Lita then suddenly broke the kiss. She backed away and grabbed her purse. "Tough." Chris opened his eyes. "Huh? W-Where are you going?" Lita blew him a kiss. "Out. Don't wait up." "C'mon, Lita, you cant leave me like this!" Lita tilted her head and dropped her purse. "You're right, I cant..." She walked into the bathroom and then came out. She threw something at Chris. "There." She then walked out of the door. Chris grabbed what Lita threw at him. A bottle of lotion. Jericho groaned and threw it against the wall.
~5 minutes later~
Lita banged on the door. 'He better fucking open up' She thought. As if on cue, he opened the door. "What in the hell are you doing here? It's 3:30 in the fucking morning!" Lita pushed him into the room and shut the door. "You told me that you would make this Stephanie problem go away! It hasn't and its gotten worse. I thought you were supposed to be charming or some shit like that." He smiled smugly. "Well, I am quite the charmer--" "Save it. Just get the job done." She started to leave when he blocked the door. "Hey? What about you--you have yet to fill up your side of the bargain." Lita's eyes slowly went from the floor slowly up his body till they reached his eyes. The smile slowly crept on her lips. "Oh don't you worry about my side of the bargain." Lita put her hand to his collar bone and pushed him back onto the bed. She straddled him and put her hand down his silk boxers. As he moaned under her hand, she she whispered menacingly. "...because I'm about to pay up." She took off her top and leaned into to kiss the man. Yes, things should be going her way very soon.
~Back in Chris's room~
He couldn't sleep now. Damn Lita made sure of that. Chris got out of bed and started pacing. Chris looked out of the window. It was raining again. He couldnt just stay in here. He wondered if Kurt was up. He could use a man to man talk right now. It was really late but Kurt was always there to talk to. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on. He then took out his worn "Raw is Jericho" t-shirt, grabbed his hotel key, and walked out.
~Steph's suite~
She couldn't sleep. She looked at the clock, it was 3:30. Steph put on her terry cloth robe. She'd just walk around the lobby for a few minutes. Just to get herself tired. She put her hotel key in her pocket and walked out.
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Chris walked in the elevator. His knuckle pressed the button for the 14th floor and then he leaned against the wall.
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Steph rushed to the elevator as it was closing. She turned her body sideways and slipped in. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Hello there." Steph gasped and turned around. Chris was leaning against the carpeted wall. Steph looked at him briefly. "Hi." She said shortly. She then turned back around. Chris noticed her uneasy stance. Outside, he looked cool, but his insides were in knots. When everything went black, he thought it was his eyes. Steph screamed and the elevator stopped suddenly jerking them both against the wall.
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Lita stopped kissing the man for a second. "Did you hear something?" "No." He pulled her face back to his, kissing her.
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"Are you okay?" Chris 's arm was around Steph's waist. They were thrown in a corner. "I-I think I hit my head" She said shakily. He instinctively kissed her forehead. "It'll be alright, darlin." "Chris, Im scared." She whispered. He reassured her by rubbing her back. Steph gripped his arm tightly. He could feel her shaking. Chris brought her into his lap and slowly rocked her back and forth. "What-what if something bad happened...terrorists--" "Stephy, babe. It was raining. Im sure it's a power outage. It should turn on in a minute." Steph's hands ran along Chris's arm. "How's your head?" "It's ok...it doesnt really hurt..." Chris put one hand on the left side of her face and with his other hand touched a swollen area on the side of her forehead. He carefully rubbed it and blew softly. Chris was then keenly aware of her. Her eyes were on him--he knew it. The room grew very still. He stared in the darkness. Their eyes were connected, searching eachothers and they didnt know it. There lips met in the middle. Her mouth softly sought his. And his hers. His hands lovingly ran through her hair. He felt for the drawstrings of her robe and slipped hand on her waist. He groaned slightly--she had on nothing underneath. He took it off slowly, his fingers sliding on her flesh as he took it off. "Stephanie" He whispered. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. She gently pushed him onto the floor and began kissing his neck. She ran her hands on his chest as she placed a trail of kisses lower and lower. Chris's breath intook sharply. Her tongue slowly traced around his abs. Chris reached for her, bringing there lips together in an electric tango neither were possible of denying. His boxers were off now. He needed her and she him. When their bodies came together as one, they experienced the euphoria they only felt when together. And they moved in a collective rhythm with the rain, slow and gentle.
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Lita was lying beside the man. She had a satisfied smile on her face. She not only had a great night, she was positive this Steph problem would be non-existant within a week.
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Chris gently ran his fingers through Steph's hair in the darkness. He kissed her forehead as she snuggled closer. No words were spoken. Simply because none were needed. The elevator lights slowly flickered. They slowly came on, dim at first. Steph moved away from him and stood up. She grabbed her robe and slipped it on. Chris grabbed his clothes and did the same. The silence was deafening now. They stood on opposite sides of the elevator. Steph pressed the button to their floor and the elevator lurched downward. Steph cleared her throat and looked at Chris. Chris's ice-blue eyes read hers and his head slightly shook. The elevator stopped and she walked out, never looking back. Chris was too stunned to move. He had just lost her.
"Lita! Will you just go to sleep?! Damn." Lita sighed and moved her lips off Chris's chest. She propped her head on her elbow. "What's with you, Chris? Ever since we went to that stupid party you've been all pissy. What's going on?" Chris punched his pillow into submission. "Nothing--is wrong. I just want to sleep, ok?" Lita sat up. "No, not ok. When you choose sleep over sex, something is wrong." Chris swore under his breath. "Lita! Im just tired...thats it. Nothing less, nothing more. Can we please go to sleep now?" Lita stood. "No." "No?" "No." She repeated. She dressed in front of Chris. She put on a tight red shirt with fringed short sleeves. As Lita put on her white thong, Chris started to regret pushing Lita away. And by the time she had on her low rise blue jeans, he *really* regretted it. Lita glanced at Chris, then looked again. She smiled slowly. "So, now you want me." She walked and knelt beside the bed. She brought her mouth to his and kissed him. Her tongue wildly danced with his. Chris's arm encircled her and kissed her just as passionately. Lita then suddenly broke the kiss. She backed away and grabbed her purse. "Tough." Chris opened his eyes. "Huh? W-Where are you going?" Lita blew him a kiss. "Out. Don't wait up." "C'mon, Lita, you cant leave me like this!" Lita tilted her head and dropped her purse. "You're right, I cant..." She walked into the bathroom and then came out. She threw something at Chris. "There." She then walked out of the door. Chris grabbed what Lita threw at him. A bottle of lotion. Jericho groaned and threw it against the wall.
~5 minutes later~
Lita banged on the door. 'He better fucking open up' She thought. As if on cue, he opened the door. "What in the hell are you doing here? It's 3:30 in the fucking morning!" Lita pushed him into the room and shut the door. "You told me that you would make this Stephanie problem go away! It hasn't and its gotten worse. I thought you were supposed to be charming or some shit like that." He smiled smugly. "Well, I am quite the charmer--" "Save it. Just get the job done." She started to leave when he blocked the door. "Hey? What about you--you have yet to fill up your side of the bargain." Lita's eyes slowly went from the floor slowly up his body till they reached his eyes. The smile slowly crept on her lips. "Oh don't you worry about my side of the bargain." Lita put her hand to his collar bone and pushed him back onto the bed. She straddled him and put her hand down his silk boxers. As he moaned under her hand, she she whispered menacingly. "...because I'm about to pay up." She took off her top and leaned into to kiss the man. Yes, things should be going her way very soon.
~Back in Chris's room~
He couldn't sleep now. Damn Lita made sure of that. Chris got out of bed and started pacing. Chris looked out of the window. It was raining again. He couldnt just stay in here. He wondered if Kurt was up. He could use a man to man talk right now. It was really late but Kurt was always there to talk to. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on. He then took out his worn "Raw is Jericho" t-shirt, grabbed his hotel key, and walked out.
~Steph's suite~
She couldn't sleep. She looked at the clock, it was 3:30. Steph put on her terry cloth robe. She'd just walk around the lobby for a few minutes. Just to get herself tired. She put her hotel key in her pocket and walked out.
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Chris walked in the elevator. His knuckle pressed the button for the 14th floor and then he leaned against the wall.
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Steph rushed to the elevator as it was closing. She turned her body sideways and slipped in. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Hello there." Steph gasped and turned around. Chris was leaning against the carpeted wall. Steph looked at him briefly. "Hi." She said shortly. She then turned back around. Chris noticed her uneasy stance. Outside, he looked cool, but his insides were in knots. When everything went black, he thought it was his eyes. Steph screamed and the elevator stopped suddenly jerking them both against the wall.
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Lita stopped kissing the man for a second. "Did you hear something?" "No." He pulled her face back to his, kissing her.
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"Are you okay?" Chris 's arm was around Steph's waist. They were thrown in a corner. "I-I think I hit my head" She said shakily. He instinctively kissed her forehead. "It'll be alright, darlin." "Chris, Im scared." She whispered. He reassured her by rubbing her back. Steph gripped his arm tightly. He could feel her shaking. Chris brought her into his lap and slowly rocked her back and forth. "What-what if something bad happened...terrorists--" "Stephy, babe. It was raining. Im sure it's a power outage. It should turn on in a minute." Steph's hands ran along Chris's arm. "How's your head?" "It's ok...it doesnt really hurt..." Chris put one hand on the left side of her face and with his other hand touched a swollen area on the side of her forehead. He carefully rubbed it and blew softly. Chris was then keenly aware of her. Her eyes were on him--he knew it. The room grew very still. He stared in the darkness. Their eyes were connected, searching eachothers and they didnt know it. There lips met in the middle. Her mouth softly sought his. And his hers. His hands lovingly ran through her hair. He felt for the drawstrings of her robe and slipped hand on her waist. He groaned slightly--she had on nothing underneath. He took it off slowly, his fingers sliding on her flesh as he took it off. "Stephanie" He whispered. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. She gently pushed him onto the floor and began kissing his neck. She ran her hands on his chest as she placed a trail of kisses lower and lower. Chris's breath intook sharply. Her tongue slowly traced around his abs. Chris reached for her, bringing there lips together in an electric tango neither were possible of denying. His boxers were off now. He needed her and she him. When their bodies came together as one, they experienced the euphoria they only felt when together. And they moved in a collective rhythm with the rain, slow and gentle.
****
Lita was lying beside the man. She had a satisfied smile on her face. She not only had a great night, she was positive this Steph problem would be non-existant within a week.
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Chris gently ran his fingers through Steph's hair in the darkness. He kissed her forehead as she snuggled closer. No words were spoken. Simply because none were needed. The elevator lights slowly flickered. They slowly came on, dim at first. Steph moved away from him and stood up. She grabbed her robe and slipped it on. Chris grabbed his clothes and did the same. The silence was deafening now. They stood on opposite sides of the elevator. Steph pressed the button to their floor and the elevator lurched downward. Steph cleared her throat and looked at Chris. Chris's ice-blue eyes read hers and his head slightly shook. The elevator stopped and she walked out, never looking back. Chris was too stunned to move. He had just lost her.