A/N - WooHoo, another update from me and it isn't even next month! Ok, so I was way bored in Physics today, I mean on a scale of 1 to 10 that class is a -15 on bordem, I'm telling you it sucks! So if this chapter is crappy, I was at college and my teacher was rambling on about something to do with Air Force, that's my excuse and I am sticking to it! Hope you read and enjoy!
Chris groaned as he tried to open his eyes, but the light that constantly shone in from the windows was unrelenting to his eyes, making his state of mind even more the worse for wear. At the moment though only three things occurred to him; one was that his head was absolutely killing him, to the point he willed death to take him in that instant. The second thing that crossed his tired mind, as he squinted and looked around the room, was that it wasn't in fact his hotel room, the last thing that floated through his mind was that Stephanie McMahon was snuggled up into his side. Oh he may have a killer of a hangover, but to wake up and to have Stephanie in his arms? There really was nothing better to wake up with. Not even the WWE Championship was a comparison.
He had seen her asleep before, not many times mind you, but those scarce times he had, he had thought she looked so peaceful and innocent. But this time though, this time she looked angelic. Strands of hair partly covered her face, and he wanted to brush them aside but he didn't want to wake her up just yet. Not to disturb what he was looking at, it was a picture in itself.
Stephanie was dreaming, of what she did not know. Slowly though she felt like she was being watched, the hairs on the back of her neck rose and the goose bumps on her arms did to. She knew it was Chris that was watching her, but that thought just made her shiver slightly to herself. Ever so slowly she opened her eyes and there she was staring straight into his bright blue eyes. If she hadn't already known how clear they were she surely would have gasped in surprise. People say the eyes were the windows to someone's soul, and that was no exception to Chris. She could tell he was happy with her in his arms, it was such a contrast from the hurt she saw previously when they had talked on the hotel's stairs.
"Hey you," Chris whispered to her softly.
"Hi," she replied back in the same tone.
"I'm sorry," he told her honestly.
"About what?" she asked.
"Last night, ignoring you and anything else I did that hurt you. I'm so sorry Stephanie," Chris said as he apologised.
"Why the sudden change of heart?" Stephanie wondered.
"Last night I got drunk," he started and pulled her closer to him. "Not a little drunk, drunk either but a lot drunk, drunk. So I left and when I got out the lift I saw Randy. He was with another girl and I thought to myself 'Why in the hell in the hell was he with this skank when he had you?' So I went after him an I hit him. When I was holding him against the wall, he told me that it was all a set up and you had no idea," Chris told her as he finished off his explanation.
"A set up? What do you mean?" Stephanie asked him clearly confused.
"Hunter. He paid Randy money, to make sure I saw you kissing him. He came up to me that day and told me that he saw you at the elevators. I didn't put it together at the time, but it makes sense now. He played us against each other Steph, and I let him. I didn't listen to you and God things I said to you! I'm an asshole, I'm a fucking asshole!" Chris fumed as he told Stephanie what he knew.
"No Chris, you aren't. You're anything but. It's Hunter's fault you didn't let him do anything, he wasn't already gonna do anyway. I just can't believe he did this!" Stephanie exclaimed visibly irritated.
"But if I hadn't believed him," Chris started.
"No Chris, you drew a conclusion on what you saw. I won't lie to you and say what you said to me didn't hurt, and when you ignored me didn't bother me, because it did, but it wasn't your fault and it wasn't mine. We aren't in the wrong. Hunter is," Stephanie told him.
"I'm sorry Steph, I was hurt, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to feel better. And if that meant saying harsh things to you, that's what I did. I didn't mean them, well I guess part of me did, because then maybe you would feel how I did."
"I know we can't just go and have coffee and have everything be ok," Stephanie started.
"I know," Chris said guiltily.
"But can we just skip that? Can you...can you just be kissing me now?" Stephanie asked.
"Wha..." Chris asked, before what she said registered. As it did a smile came to his face, and he did what he had wanted to do since the last time they were like this. He kissed her, and it was everything he expected it to be. he heard Stephanie moan and pulled her closer until she was on top of him. Chris cupped her face and them ran his hand down her arm till he reached he waist.
Stephanie groaned again, into Chris's mouth as her hand travelled down and under his t-shirt, until all she was feeling was muscle. Slowly, she scrapped her finger nails down his chest and then pressed down into him, making him moan.
"I want you," Stephanie whispered to him.
"I want you too," her told her back, in a hoarse tone of voice.
Chris raised them both up until Stephanie was kissing him, while sitting in his lap. His hands roamed her back over and under her top, just like Stephanie was mimicking to him. He tugged at the bottom of her top, until she unwrapped her arms from around him and raised them up, so he could pull her top free. Looking at her now made his breath catch in his throat, until Stephanie pulled him to her and crushed there mouths together in want. Chris ran his tongue over Stephanie's lips demanding entry to her mouth, which was granted and their tongues met.
Chris rolled Stephanie and him over, so he was baring down on her, he sat back a bit and pulled off his own top, revealing his body. Stephanie reached up and smoothed her hands over and down his bare chest, revelling as the muscles contorted under her gentle ministrations. Chris reached down and brought their mouths together again. His hand found its way to Stephanie's torso and he lazily traced his hand back and forth over it, causing Stephanie to sigh into his mouth.
"I always knew you were beautiful," Chris said to her, after he stopped there kiss, for the need of oxygen.
"That's good to know," Stephanie replied with a smirk. "Cause I knew long before, that you were a sexy beast. Now though you're my sexy beast," Stephanie stated, claiming what was hers.
"Oh hell yeah," Chris whispered into her ear as he moved down and kissed the sensitive spot he knew was behind it, making Stephanie gasp at the sudden sensation. He then made his way alone her jaw line to her lips again. "You amaze me," was the last thing Chris whispered, as he made his way down her neck and along her collarbone.
Hours later they lay there exhausted. They had quite possibly wore each other out, to the point that breathing was the only movement they could make. But they were happy, that could easily be seen by the spent smiles they both had on their faces. The sun had long gone down and the room was a blanket of darkness, the only light to be seen was from the street light that shone in from the open window, illuminating parts of the room. The only sounds that could be heard were their uneven breathing through-out the otherwise silent room. "You know," Chris begun, breaking the silence. "You've worn me out," he finished with a husky laugh.
"And you haven't done the same with me?" Stephanie asked him with a hoarse voice.
"Oh baby, I know I did it to you. What I mean is that someone has actually did it to me,! Chris explained.
"Oh, the mighty Chris Jericho, has finally met his match. The world is in peril," Stephanie retorted back playfully.
"Yeah, I've met my match, my perfect match," he told her sweetly, causing a larger smile to come over her face. "Of course, you are well practised aren't you? I mean you did do it with the Captain of the basketball team, and the football team, then there was the Captain of the Swim team to, oh and we can't forget the mascot right?" he joked with her, causing her to glare his way and then crack up with laughter.
"Oh, I missed you," Stephanie told him truthfully. "Now I've had you, I can add you to my list of wrestlers. All I have left to tick off now, are Big Show and Kane," she informed him with a smirk, that slowly turned into a frown, until her face was of pure disgust as she got an unwanted visual, that Chris mirrored.
"Eww," he groaned out, while pretending to gag. "So didn't want that visual! I'm sorry to disappoint you sweet cheeks, but I plan to hold on to you for as long as I can,"
"Aw baby, you say the sweetest things!" Stephanie said as she snuggled up to him again, finally regaining some movement.
"How else would I get the WWE Championship?" he replied cheekily.
"Yeah, that's why they all want me, cause I'm the bosses daughter," Stephanie told him with a laugh.
"You know that it's not right?" Chris asked her, turning serious. "I'm not with you because I want the title, I'm with you because out of everyone I've met, you're the one I see myself spending my life with. Title or not."
"That's good to hear, I didn't really see my future without you in it. Hunter castrated yeah, but most defiantly not without you," she told him, then leaned up and gave him a kiss.
"Well, if the sex is like that, then you're defiantly not leaving me," Chris told her, causing her told laugh again.
"Baby, I'm hungry," Stephanie told him minutes later.
"Wanna order room-service or go down for something?" Chris asked her.
"Well, ordering room-service means not having to move much and also involves not having to put on any clothes. But then if we go down , we can show certain people that there stupid mind games don't work and how good we are together," Stephanie reasoned both sides.
"Oh , defiantly going down. We can get naked anytime," Chris told her making their decision.
After finally getting their clothes on and making it down and into the elevator, they waited patiently for it to go down. All the while with Chris holding Stephanie to him, not wanting to let her get to close away from him. "You know, I don't think I'll be able to stop touching you. It's like an impossible mission," Chris informed her.
"Well then, I guess you and only you can be my touchier," Stephanie told him.
"Yay! I have a great job!" Chris exclaimed happily. "I'm Stephanie's touchier," he repeated as he sang.
"Ok, when you say it like that Chris, you sound kinda perverted," she informed him.
"Yeah, but I'm only perverted about you," Chris told her with a smile.
"Ok, if that was meant to be sweet, it so wasn't. It was actually kinda disturbing," Stephanie observed, just as the doors opened.
Chris smiled at her, and snickered a little bit before clasping her hand with his and pulling her out of the elevator. They walked along just joking and goofing around with each other, like two newly coupled people do. They were in there own little world, that revolved around each other as they entered the hotel's restaurant, not noticing the looks they were getting from some of the other wrestlers in it. Christian and Trish who had been having dinner, wore surprised face at seeming them together after what had happened between them. Kurt who was also there with Dawn, couldn't help the smile that came over his face, as he saw his best friend finally happy after the incident. In the far end of the restaurant, with a perfect view of the door sat Hunter, who's face turned into a scowl as he saw then enter, he thought he had taken care of that.
As Chris and Stephanie made their was down, picking out what food they wanted, Christian and Trish came up to them, half walking, half running.
"Dude!" Christian exclaimed. "You're like, together again?"
"Yeah, man we totally are!" Chris blurted out happily.
"That's great Chris, let me tell you Steph, he was like a dog who had lost his favourite chew toy, when he wasn't with you," Trish told her.
"Aw baby," Stephanie said, reaching up turning Chris's face towards hers and leaned up and kissed him. "Let not break up again, k?"
"Most defiantly sweetie," Chris agreed.
"Dude, I'm like real happy for you," Christian told him with a smile.
"Yeah, me too," Trish told them both as well.
Chris looked around the restaurant, happy to have his girl on his arm. Just as he was about to look back at his friends, his eyes sought out Hunter sitting in the back of the restaurant, scowling his way.
"Baby look," Chris told her as he showed her where Hunter was sitting. "You think we should go over there?" he asked her.
"Nah, why let that ass clown ruin our night? Don't worry we'll get him, but for now let's not worry about him," Stephanie told him.
"You're right baby." Chris agreed, as he looked Hunter's way one last time, making sure to smile that little bit more, showing that his plan had taken it's final dive and plummeted to the ground and gone splat and now was no more. Turning away, Chris joined back in with the conversation and held Stephanie to him as they joined there friends for dinner.
Chris groaned as he tried to open his eyes, but the light that constantly shone in from the windows was unrelenting to his eyes, making his state of mind even more the worse for wear. At the moment though only three things occurred to him; one was that his head was absolutely killing him, to the point he willed death to take him in that instant. The second thing that crossed his tired mind, as he squinted and looked around the room, was that it wasn't in fact his hotel room, the last thing that floated through his mind was that Stephanie McMahon was snuggled up into his side. Oh he may have a killer of a hangover, but to wake up and to have Stephanie in his arms? There really was nothing better to wake up with. Not even the WWE Championship was a comparison.
He had seen her asleep before, not many times mind you, but those scarce times he had, he had thought she looked so peaceful and innocent. But this time though, this time she looked angelic. Strands of hair partly covered her face, and he wanted to brush them aside but he didn't want to wake her up just yet. Not to disturb what he was looking at, it was a picture in itself.
Stephanie was dreaming, of what she did not know. Slowly though she felt like she was being watched, the hairs on the back of her neck rose and the goose bumps on her arms did to. She knew it was Chris that was watching her, but that thought just made her shiver slightly to herself. Ever so slowly she opened her eyes and there she was staring straight into his bright blue eyes. If she hadn't already known how clear they were she surely would have gasped in surprise. People say the eyes were the windows to someone's soul, and that was no exception to Chris. She could tell he was happy with her in his arms, it was such a contrast from the hurt she saw previously when they had talked on the hotel's stairs.
"Hey you," Chris whispered to her softly.
"Hi," she replied back in the same tone.
"I'm sorry," he told her honestly.
"About what?" she asked.
"Last night, ignoring you and anything else I did that hurt you. I'm so sorry Stephanie," Chris said as he apologised.
"Why the sudden change of heart?" Stephanie wondered.
"Last night I got drunk," he started and pulled her closer to him. "Not a little drunk, drunk either but a lot drunk, drunk. So I left and when I got out the lift I saw Randy. He was with another girl and I thought to myself 'Why in the hell in the hell was he with this skank when he had you?' So I went after him an I hit him. When I was holding him against the wall, he told me that it was all a set up and you had no idea," Chris told her as he finished off his explanation.
"A set up? What do you mean?" Stephanie asked him clearly confused.
"Hunter. He paid Randy money, to make sure I saw you kissing him. He came up to me that day and told me that he saw you at the elevators. I didn't put it together at the time, but it makes sense now. He played us against each other Steph, and I let him. I didn't listen to you and God things I said to you! I'm an asshole, I'm a fucking asshole!" Chris fumed as he told Stephanie what he knew.
"No Chris, you aren't. You're anything but. It's Hunter's fault you didn't let him do anything, he wasn't already gonna do anyway. I just can't believe he did this!" Stephanie exclaimed visibly irritated.
"But if I hadn't believed him," Chris started.
"No Chris, you drew a conclusion on what you saw. I won't lie to you and say what you said to me didn't hurt, and when you ignored me didn't bother me, because it did, but it wasn't your fault and it wasn't mine. We aren't in the wrong. Hunter is," Stephanie told him.
"I'm sorry Steph, I was hurt, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to feel better. And if that meant saying harsh things to you, that's what I did. I didn't mean them, well I guess part of me did, because then maybe you would feel how I did."
"I know we can't just go and have coffee and have everything be ok," Stephanie started.
"I know," Chris said guiltily.
"But can we just skip that? Can you...can you just be kissing me now?" Stephanie asked.
"Wha..." Chris asked, before what she said registered. As it did a smile came to his face, and he did what he had wanted to do since the last time they were like this. He kissed her, and it was everything he expected it to be. he heard Stephanie moan and pulled her closer until she was on top of him. Chris cupped her face and them ran his hand down her arm till he reached he waist.
Stephanie groaned again, into Chris's mouth as her hand travelled down and under his t-shirt, until all she was feeling was muscle. Slowly, she scrapped her finger nails down his chest and then pressed down into him, making him moan.
"I want you," Stephanie whispered to him.
"I want you too," her told her back, in a hoarse tone of voice.
Chris raised them both up until Stephanie was kissing him, while sitting in his lap. His hands roamed her back over and under her top, just like Stephanie was mimicking to him. He tugged at the bottom of her top, until she unwrapped her arms from around him and raised them up, so he could pull her top free. Looking at her now made his breath catch in his throat, until Stephanie pulled him to her and crushed there mouths together in want. Chris ran his tongue over Stephanie's lips demanding entry to her mouth, which was granted and their tongues met.
Chris rolled Stephanie and him over, so he was baring down on her, he sat back a bit and pulled off his own top, revealing his body. Stephanie reached up and smoothed her hands over and down his bare chest, revelling as the muscles contorted under her gentle ministrations. Chris reached down and brought their mouths together again. His hand found its way to Stephanie's torso and he lazily traced his hand back and forth over it, causing Stephanie to sigh into his mouth.
"I always knew you were beautiful," Chris said to her, after he stopped there kiss, for the need of oxygen.
"That's good to know," Stephanie replied with a smirk. "Cause I knew long before, that you were a sexy beast. Now though you're my sexy beast," Stephanie stated, claiming what was hers.
"Oh hell yeah," Chris whispered into her ear as he moved down and kissed the sensitive spot he knew was behind it, making Stephanie gasp at the sudden sensation. He then made his way alone her jaw line to her lips again. "You amaze me," was the last thing Chris whispered, as he made his way down her neck and along her collarbone.
Hours later they lay there exhausted. They had quite possibly wore each other out, to the point that breathing was the only movement they could make. But they were happy, that could easily be seen by the spent smiles they both had on their faces. The sun had long gone down and the room was a blanket of darkness, the only light to be seen was from the street light that shone in from the open window, illuminating parts of the room. The only sounds that could be heard were their uneven breathing through-out the otherwise silent room. "You know," Chris begun, breaking the silence. "You've worn me out," he finished with a husky laugh.
"And you haven't done the same with me?" Stephanie asked him with a hoarse voice.
"Oh baby, I know I did it to you. What I mean is that someone has actually did it to me,! Chris explained.
"Oh, the mighty Chris Jericho, has finally met his match. The world is in peril," Stephanie retorted back playfully.
"Yeah, I've met my match, my perfect match," he told her sweetly, causing a larger smile to come over her face. "Of course, you are well practised aren't you? I mean you did do it with the Captain of the basketball team, and the football team, then there was the Captain of the Swim team to, oh and we can't forget the mascot right?" he joked with her, causing her to glare his way and then crack up with laughter.
"Oh, I missed you," Stephanie told him truthfully. "Now I've had you, I can add you to my list of wrestlers. All I have left to tick off now, are Big Show and Kane," she informed him with a smirk, that slowly turned into a frown, until her face was of pure disgust as she got an unwanted visual, that Chris mirrored.
"Eww," he groaned out, while pretending to gag. "So didn't want that visual! I'm sorry to disappoint you sweet cheeks, but I plan to hold on to you for as long as I can,"
"Aw baby, you say the sweetest things!" Stephanie said as she snuggled up to him again, finally regaining some movement.
"How else would I get the WWE Championship?" he replied cheekily.
"Yeah, that's why they all want me, cause I'm the bosses daughter," Stephanie told him with a laugh.
"You know that it's not right?" Chris asked her, turning serious. "I'm not with you because I want the title, I'm with you because out of everyone I've met, you're the one I see myself spending my life with. Title or not."
"That's good to hear, I didn't really see my future without you in it. Hunter castrated yeah, but most defiantly not without you," she told him, then leaned up and gave him a kiss.
"Well, if the sex is like that, then you're defiantly not leaving me," Chris told her, causing her told laugh again.
"Baby, I'm hungry," Stephanie told him minutes later.
"Wanna order room-service or go down for something?" Chris asked her.
"Well, ordering room-service means not having to move much and also involves not having to put on any clothes. But then if we go down , we can show certain people that there stupid mind games don't work and how good we are together," Stephanie reasoned both sides.
"Oh , defiantly going down. We can get naked anytime," Chris told her making their decision.
After finally getting their clothes on and making it down and into the elevator, they waited patiently for it to go down. All the while with Chris holding Stephanie to him, not wanting to let her get to close away from him. "You know, I don't think I'll be able to stop touching you. It's like an impossible mission," Chris informed her.
"Well then, I guess you and only you can be my touchier," Stephanie told him.
"Yay! I have a great job!" Chris exclaimed happily. "I'm Stephanie's touchier," he repeated as he sang.
"Ok, when you say it like that Chris, you sound kinda perverted," she informed him.
"Yeah, but I'm only perverted about you," Chris told her with a smile.
"Ok, if that was meant to be sweet, it so wasn't. It was actually kinda disturbing," Stephanie observed, just as the doors opened.
Chris smiled at her, and snickered a little bit before clasping her hand with his and pulling her out of the elevator. They walked along just joking and goofing around with each other, like two newly coupled people do. They were in there own little world, that revolved around each other as they entered the hotel's restaurant, not noticing the looks they were getting from some of the other wrestlers in it. Christian and Trish who had been having dinner, wore surprised face at seeming them together after what had happened between them. Kurt who was also there with Dawn, couldn't help the smile that came over his face, as he saw his best friend finally happy after the incident. In the far end of the restaurant, with a perfect view of the door sat Hunter, who's face turned into a scowl as he saw then enter, he thought he had taken care of that.
As Chris and Stephanie made their was down, picking out what food they wanted, Christian and Trish came up to them, half walking, half running.
"Dude!" Christian exclaimed. "You're like, together again?"
"Yeah, man we totally are!" Chris blurted out happily.
"That's great Chris, let me tell you Steph, he was like a dog who had lost his favourite chew toy, when he wasn't with you," Trish told her.
"Aw baby," Stephanie said, reaching up turning Chris's face towards hers and leaned up and kissed him. "Let not break up again, k?"
"Most defiantly sweetie," Chris agreed.
"Dude, I'm like real happy for you," Christian told him with a smile.
"Yeah, me too," Trish told them both as well.
Chris looked around the restaurant, happy to have his girl on his arm. Just as he was about to look back at his friends, his eyes sought out Hunter sitting in the back of the restaurant, scowling his way.
"Baby look," Chris told her as he showed her where Hunter was sitting. "You think we should go over there?" he asked her.
"Nah, why let that ass clown ruin our night? Don't worry we'll get him, but for now let's not worry about him," Stephanie told him.
"You're right baby." Chris agreed, as he looked Hunter's way one last time, making sure to smile that little bit more, showing that his plan had taken it's final dive and plummeted to the ground and gone splat and now was no more. Turning away, Chris joined back in with the conversation and held Stephanie to him as they joined there friends for dinner.