Title: That girl: A tribute to the DIVAS month
Author: Steffie
Rating: PG to PG 13 (maybe just some language)
Characters: All present divas
This chapter pairing: Sable/?? (surprise)
Summary: A series explaining the best feature about the fabulous divas in the WWE today.
Note: Each chapter will be in the POV of a male wrestler, and he will explain what makes the chosen diva so special. Some chapters I will make the pairing clear, some will be a surprise till the end.
Note 2: Wrestling is real and Sable never left the WWE
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.
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What is Sable's best feature in my eyes? Simple, her innocence. Yes, you may laugh now, but I am serious. Ok, maybe not innocent in the way of a nun, but innocent she is. Maybe not innocent when you think of the type of girl Molly is, and maybe not innocent when you think of angels or even the Hail mother Mary. But in my eyes, she was an angel, and the keeper of my heart.
People never understood my thoughts about her when I first expressed them. Because come on, how could a blond vixen be innocent? We are talking about a woman who was brave enough to face Luna the lunatic, that that required a lot of balls, no pun intended. This was a woman, who didn't care what women thought of her and who could grind to the floor. And damn, this was the woman that one a bikini contest by wearing finger paint on her breast! Assuming that Marc Mero was the one with those handprints, he was one lucky bastard.
So yeah, back when I entered wrestling and made those remarks, I got mixed responses. In those days, all the women were catty and told me I had the hots for a slut. Back then the women were so catty and vain, not like the divas today. Only today can Molly beat the shit out of Jazz, and yet they can go clubbing together the same night. And the guys, sure, most were the same and said all I wanted was to tap that ass. All the guys wanted to, even the married guys. But I didn't, I wanted to know her, talk to her and dare I thought in that time, love her.
Now, we have been together for 3 years, and everyday is still amazing to me. Everyday I get new surprises and I hope to god they don't end. Our first meeting was rather odd. We were in the same business, but I never actually talked to her. The closest I ever got to talking to her was just giving her a message that Terri was looking for her. But our first conversation, a day I will never forget.
We were in San Francisco, and I thought I would cruise the town. It suddenly started to rain so I went in the only place for shelter, I entered a church. Deciding to just go for it and look around, I was amazed to find her day. Sable, the most daring diva in the WWE was in a church, praying. When she got up she smiled at me and we talked for about 2 hours. Amazing how people only judged her by her in ring attitude. And from that day on, it took me 7 months to kiss her! She was so shy and sweet, that only after about dozens of dates she let me kiss her.
Our first sexual encounter was nothing like I had ever imagined. Not that I am complaining, I enjoy every second of it. But his was far from what I expected. I mean not to sound like a pervert or jackass, but I thought that Sable would be a real dominatrix in bed, a little freaky and damn wild. Boy was I wrong! She was shy, blushing like crazy. For a mere second, you would assume she was a virgin with that look on her face. But she was still that damn good! She wasn't kinky or wild or just plain crazy, but she was sexy, seductive and well planned in her moves. I have never experienced orgasms like that in my life, and I wouldn't change it for anything.
And now here I am, 3 years later, with the woman of my dreams. And people would be so surprised if they knew her sweet side. Those little things made her so irresistible. The way she would wear one of my oversized Jerseys and jump on the couch with me and watch movies. The way she would slightly squeeze my hand when something dramatic would happen on screen, or the way she would hide her face in my chest when something bloody happened.
Her eyes sparkled when something romantic happened. I loved it when she fell asleep in my arms, her head resting nicely on either my shoulder or chest. She would slightly whimper if she had a nightmare and without realizing it, cling to my body. She was by far more mature and quieter than the other divas. Not a chatterbox like Ivory, but when she did speak, her voice was enchanting to my ears.
And she had that motherly glow about her. All the divas would come to her for advice. When Molly wanted to turn brunette for her guy, she came to Sable. When Trish was having depression problems, she came to Sable. If girls needed a pep talk, fashion advice, hell even sex advice, they would come to her. She never laughed or judged anybody, and she was trustworthy. She really stepped up for women when Vince was turning back to humiliating matches like paddle on a pole.
She had inner talents that probably only I knew. She had a fondness for pottery and she loved children. If not a wrestler, she probably would have been a teacher or a pediatrician. And she was one hell of a cook. Funny when I think back at the time she proved to Eddie that she could make homemade burritos.
I often wonder what actually attracted her to me. I know I am not perfect, but I definitely think I am out of her league. She was older than me, she probably had more importance in the company than me and she sure as hell deserved the world. But I am grateful that she chose me. I think back on everything now and I just realized, my life is now perfect with her by my side.
If I have a crummy day, just her smile was enough to make my rainy day turn sunny. I practically come in my pants when her back is to me and she turns her head to me, her hair flipping with the motion. She would smile and turn back, doing whatever she was doing before.
So yes, from Sable, I love her innocence the most. That may be just my opinion but I love everything about her. I'm happy that my brother likes her and treats her with respect, which is odd for Christian, he was as cocky as me. Chris also seems to begin to warm up to her as well as my other friends. I am grateful for that. I, Adam Copeland am the King of the World, and I love my life.
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Yes, it was Edge. It was different, but it was sweet.
Author: Steffie
Rating: PG to PG 13 (maybe just some language)
Characters: All present divas
This chapter pairing: Sable/?? (surprise)
Summary: A series explaining the best feature about the fabulous divas in the WWE today.
Note: Each chapter will be in the POV of a male wrestler, and he will explain what makes the chosen diva so special. Some chapters I will make the pairing clear, some will be a surprise till the end.
Note 2: Wrestling is real and Sable never left the WWE
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story.
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What is Sable's best feature in my eyes? Simple, her innocence. Yes, you may laugh now, but I am serious. Ok, maybe not innocent in the way of a nun, but innocent she is. Maybe not innocent when you think of the type of girl Molly is, and maybe not innocent when you think of angels or even the Hail mother Mary. But in my eyes, she was an angel, and the keeper of my heart.
People never understood my thoughts about her when I first expressed them. Because come on, how could a blond vixen be innocent? We are talking about a woman who was brave enough to face Luna the lunatic, that that required a lot of balls, no pun intended. This was a woman, who didn't care what women thought of her and who could grind to the floor. And damn, this was the woman that one a bikini contest by wearing finger paint on her breast! Assuming that Marc Mero was the one with those handprints, he was one lucky bastard.
So yeah, back when I entered wrestling and made those remarks, I got mixed responses. In those days, all the women were catty and told me I had the hots for a slut. Back then the women were so catty and vain, not like the divas today. Only today can Molly beat the shit out of Jazz, and yet they can go clubbing together the same night. And the guys, sure, most were the same and said all I wanted was to tap that ass. All the guys wanted to, even the married guys. But I didn't, I wanted to know her, talk to her and dare I thought in that time, love her.
Now, we have been together for 3 years, and everyday is still amazing to me. Everyday I get new surprises and I hope to god they don't end. Our first meeting was rather odd. We were in the same business, but I never actually talked to her. The closest I ever got to talking to her was just giving her a message that Terri was looking for her. But our first conversation, a day I will never forget.
We were in San Francisco, and I thought I would cruise the town. It suddenly started to rain so I went in the only place for shelter, I entered a church. Deciding to just go for it and look around, I was amazed to find her day. Sable, the most daring diva in the WWE was in a church, praying. When she got up she smiled at me and we talked for about 2 hours. Amazing how people only judged her by her in ring attitude. And from that day on, it took me 7 months to kiss her! She was so shy and sweet, that only after about dozens of dates she let me kiss her.
Our first sexual encounter was nothing like I had ever imagined. Not that I am complaining, I enjoy every second of it. But his was far from what I expected. I mean not to sound like a pervert or jackass, but I thought that Sable would be a real dominatrix in bed, a little freaky and damn wild. Boy was I wrong! She was shy, blushing like crazy. For a mere second, you would assume she was a virgin with that look on her face. But she was still that damn good! She wasn't kinky or wild or just plain crazy, but she was sexy, seductive and well planned in her moves. I have never experienced orgasms like that in my life, and I wouldn't change it for anything.
And now here I am, 3 years later, with the woman of my dreams. And people would be so surprised if they knew her sweet side. Those little things made her so irresistible. The way she would wear one of my oversized Jerseys and jump on the couch with me and watch movies. The way she would slightly squeeze my hand when something dramatic would happen on screen, or the way she would hide her face in my chest when something bloody happened.
Her eyes sparkled when something romantic happened. I loved it when she fell asleep in my arms, her head resting nicely on either my shoulder or chest. She would slightly whimper if she had a nightmare and without realizing it, cling to my body. She was by far more mature and quieter than the other divas. Not a chatterbox like Ivory, but when she did speak, her voice was enchanting to my ears.
And she had that motherly glow about her. All the divas would come to her for advice. When Molly wanted to turn brunette for her guy, she came to Sable. When Trish was having depression problems, she came to Sable. If girls needed a pep talk, fashion advice, hell even sex advice, they would come to her. She never laughed or judged anybody, and she was trustworthy. She really stepped up for women when Vince was turning back to humiliating matches like paddle on a pole.
She had inner talents that probably only I knew. She had a fondness for pottery and she loved children. If not a wrestler, she probably would have been a teacher or a pediatrician. And she was one hell of a cook. Funny when I think back at the time she proved to Eddie that she could make homemade burritos.
I often wonder what actually attracted her to me. I know I am not perfect, but I definitely think I am out of her league. She was older than me, she probably had more importance in the company than me and she sure as hell deserved the world. But I am grateful that she chose me. I think back on everything now and I just realized, my life is now perfect with her by my side.
If I have a crummy day, just her smile was enough to make my rainy day turn sunny. I practically come in my pants when her back is to me and she turns her head to me, her hair flipping with the motion. She would smile and turn back, doing whatever she was doing before.
So yes, from Sable, I love her innocence the most. That may be just my opinion but I love everything about her. I'm happy that my brother likes her and treats her with respect, which is odd for Christian, he was as cocky as me. Chris also seems to begin to warm up to her as well as my other friends. I am grateful for that. I, Adam Copeland am the King of the World, and I love my life.
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Yes, it was Edge. It was different, but it was sweet.