Title: It's My Time
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did I do not own the WWE or it's Superstars.
Summary: What goes down in Jessica's hotel room?
Hunter comes in and shuts the door behind him. I walk over to the bed and throw my bag on the floor. I hear him sigh. " We have to talk." I look back at him. " All we seem to end up doing when we're together is talk. What could be so important that you decided to set up camp outside of my door?" He gestures for me to sit down and he pulls a chair up for him to sit in. He looks like he is about to talk but then jumps up and starts to pace around. He swings back towards me.
" What is going on with you and Jeff Hardy and Chris Jericho?" I just stare at him for a minute before I burst into a fit of laughter that causes me to lie back down on the bed. When I notice he isn't joining in I realize he is serious. " What do you mean what is going on with Jeff, Chris and I?" He starts to stalk around the room again. " Every time I turn around one of them has their hands on you. Last night Jeff carried into the hotel. Then today he tells everyone you are dating. Then when I was walking around backstage I see you jump in his arms and he pulls you into his locker room. And today I find you in the ring all over Chris. It was so disgustingly sweet how he helped you out of the ring. Later on in the night I hear some ridiculous rumor that you will be playing his girlfriend. So I will repeat my question. What is going on with you, Chris and Jeff?"
Ok now I'm pissed off and I jump off of the bed. " Who the hell are you to question who I do and don't associate myself with? Last time I checked you weren't my father or boyfriend so I think that gives you no right as to who I date." He's gotten me so pissed off I refuse to tell him the truth about Jeff and Chris. He walks over to me and grabs me by my shoulders. " It gives me the right because a few short hours ago in this very room we almost slept together. And I don't share. So you will just have to dump the little hardy and Y2J, that's all there is to it." After I hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh I realize I slapped him. He releases me and takes a few steps back. Hunter is rubbing his cheek. Good, he deserved it.
" Last time I checked I didn't sign up to be your play toy. I admit we flirt with each other but that's as far as it's gone. And let me tell you after that little speech you just gave me that's as far as it will ever go. So if you want to find someone to keep your bed warm at night I suggest you look elsewhere because I refuse to be anyone's whore. Now please leave my room." I am barely able to let out a squeal as Hunter grabs me and kisses me. Oh god can he kiss. The kiss is rough but still filled with passion. I feel myself start to give in to it. He has his arms around my waist like steel bands. He uses one hand to travel up my back enticing shivers up and down my spine. He puts his hand on the base of my neck to control the kiss. I hear a moan and realize its come from me. Just as I am at the point of surrender he roughly releases me and steps back.
" Now can you stand there and tell me Jeff and Chris kiss you like that? Do they both kiss you with that much passion? I felt you respond and I know you wanted me. One more second and I would have had you on that bed naked and under me. So I suggest if you want this to continue you walk over to that phone, call little Jeffie and Chris up and tell them its over. Then we can finish what we've started." I walk over to him to slap him again when he catches me wrist. " Oh no that first slap I let you get away with but it won't happen a second time." I pull back from him and walk over to my door. " Get the hell out. I don't know where you get off thinking that I will just fall at your feet. Am I supposed to be grateful that you picked me to try and seduce? Well let me tell you I will gladly hand over the title to someone that would appreciate it. Now don't make me say it again. Get the hell out."
For a brief second I see something that looks like regret pass across his eyes. But its quickly gone and replaced with anger. He walks past me and just before he leaves he puts his hand on my cheek. " I offered you the chance to have the most pleasurable experience of your life. I won't make that offer again. If you let me walk through this door right now there is no second chance. Got it?" He looks so damn sure of himself. And I hate to admit it but part of me wants to tell him to stay, not to leave me but to finish what we started. But looking at him and that arrogant look on his face gives me the strength to walk away. I walk back towards my bed and when I glance over my shoulder I see he took it as an invitation. " Hunter don't let the door hit you on your ass on the way out. Goodnight." The shocked look on his face was priceless. He looks like he wants to say something but he shuts his mouth and leaves.
I sit down on my bed and just stare at the door for a few minutes. I only met him yesterday so why does it hurt that he accused me of sleeping around. His opinion shouldn't matter but for some reason it does. I feel something wet hit my hand and I realize I'm crying. Damn it. I reach to the phone to call Erica but I realize it's too late. I pick up the phone and dial another number. " Hi, can you please do me a favor and come stay with me tonight? I don't want to be alone."
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did I do not own the WWE or it's Superstars.
Summary: What goes down in Jessica's hotel room?
Hunter comes in and shuts the door behind him. I walk over to the bed and throw my bag on the floor. I hear him sigh. " We have to talk." I look back at him. " All we seem to end up doing when we're together is talk. What could be so important that you decided to set up camp outside of my door?" He gestures for me to sit down and he pulls a chair up for him to sit in. He looks like he is about to talk but then jumps up and starts to pace around. He swings back towards me.
" What is going on with you and Jeff Hardy and Chris Jericho?" I just stare at him for a minute before I burst into a fit of laughter that causes me to lie back down on the bed. When I notice he isn't joining in I realize he is serious. " What do you mean what is going on with Jeff, Chris and I?" He starts to stalk around the room again. " Every time I turn around one of them has their hands on you. Last night Jeff carried into the hotel. Then today he tells everyone you are dating. Then when I was walking around backstage I see you jump in his arms and he pulls you into his locker room. And today I find you in the ring all over Chris. It was so disgustingly sweet how he helped you out of the ring. Later on in the night I hear some ridiculous rumor that you will be playing his girlfriend. So I will repeat my question. What is going on with you, Chris and Jeff?"
Ok now I'm pissed off and I jump off of the bed. " Who the hell are you to question who I do and don't associate myself with? Last time I checked you weren't my father or boyfriend so I think that gives you no right as to who I date." He's gotten me so pissed off I refuse to tell him the truth about Jeff and Chris. He walks over to me and grabs me by my shoulders. " It gives me the right because a few short hours ago in this very room we almost slept together. And I don't share. So you will just have to dump the little hardy and Y2J, that's all there is to it." After I hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh I realize I slapped him. He releases me and takes a few steps back. Hunter is rubbing his cheek. Good, he deserved it.
" Last time I checked I didn't sign up to be your play toy. I admit we flirt with each other but that's as far as it's gone. And let me tell you after that little speech you just gave me that's as far as it will ever go. So if you want to find someone to keep your bed warm at night I suggest you look elsewhere because I refuse to be anyone's whore. Now please leave my room." I am barely able to let out a squeal as Hunter grabs me and kisses me. Oh god can he kiss. The kiss is rough but still filled with passion. I feel myself start to give in to it. He has his arms around my waist like steel bands. He uses one hand to travel up my back enticing shivers up and down my spine. He puts his hand on the base of my neck to control the kiss. I hear a moan and realize its come from me. Just as I am at the point of surrender he roughly releases me and steps back.
" Now can you stand there and tell me Jeff and Chris kiss you like that? Do they both kiss you with that much passion? I felt you respond and I know you wanted me. One more second and I would have had you on that bed naked and under me. So I suggest if you want this to continue you walk over to that phone, call little Jeffie and Chris up and tell them its over. Then we can finish what we've started." I walk over to him to slap him again when he catches me wrist. " Oh no that first slap I let you get away with but it won't happen a second time." I pull back from him and walk over to my door. " Get the hell out. I don't know where you get off thinking that I will just fall at your feet. Am I supposed to be grateful that you picked me to try and seduce? Well let me tell you I will gladly hand over the title to someone that would appreciate it. Now don't make me say it again. Get the hell out."
For a brief second I see something that looks like regret pass across his eyes. But its quickly gone and replaced with anger. He walks past me and just before he leaves he puts his hand on my cheek. " I offered you the chance to have the most pleasurable experience of your life. I won't make that offer again. If you let me walk through this door right now there is no second chance. Got it?" He looks so damn sure of himself. And I hate to admit it but part of me wants to tell him to stay, not to leave me but to finish what we started. But looking at him and that arrogant look on his face gives me the strength to walk away. I walk back towards my bed and when I glance over my shoulder I see he took it as an invitation. " Hunter don't let the door hit you on your ass on the way out. Goodnight." The shocked look on his face was priceless. He looks like he wants to say something but he shuts his mouth and leaves.
I sit down on my bed and just stare at the door for a few minutes. I only met him yesterday so why does it hurt that he accused me of sleeping around. His opinion shouldn't matter but for some reason it does. I feel something wet hit my hand and I realize I'm crying. Damn it. I reach to the phone to call Erica but I realize it's too late. I pick up the phone and dial another number. " Hi, can you please do me a favor and come stay with me tonight? I don't want to be alone."