So I've been dying to get this new CM Punk story out and I really want to do AU with him. No one will work for the WWE in this story. I was also waiting to finish up some other stories before I put this up. There will be sex scenes as I can't imagine any CM Punk story without them. WWE owns all you know and I own those you don't. Any members of CM Punk's adoptive family and estranged family own themselves. Enjoy!

Jessica's POV

I walked into the Tattoo shop with my heart set on getting a tattoo. My boyfriend Michael wasn't too thrilled on me getting one, but I decided I have to do this for me. It's my body not his and if he has a problem with it he can go take a hike.

"Hi, I'm Natalie and welcome to BITW Tattoos. Can I help you?" the tatted up girl, known as Natalie, asked me.

"Hi, I have an appointment with Phil." I said.

"Your name?"

"Jessica." She nodded and looked down at the book, highlighting my name.

"You can go all the way down the back hall, last door on your left. He should be waiting for you." She told me and smiled sweetly. I nodded and journeyed down the hall.

I walked into the room to see a man with his back towards me. He had short dark brown hair and his arms were completely sleeved. I cleared my throat. When he turned around I could barely breathe.

"Hi, I'm Phil. You must be my 2:30, your name?" he asked smiling. I could barely get any words out. His hair fell in his bright green eyes that I couldn't stop staring into. It took me a moment to compose myself and answer the extremely attractive artist.

"I'm Jessica."

"Nice to meet you Jessica, why don't you come sit down here and we'll see what I can do for you." He said, dazzling me with his smile again. As I walked over to his chair, I silently scolded myself for eyeing Phil. I have a boyfriend, I shouldn't be looking at someone else. Phil and I started to discuss what I wanted and he left to go draw it up. While I waited he told me to lower my shorts so he can get to my hip, which is where I wanted it. He came back in and paused for a bit when he saw me. He stared for a little before smiling.

"Let's get started shall we?" he said, sitting down and placing the stencil.

Phil's POV

I absolutely hate when my customers are hot. Hate it. Okay, maybe I don't hate it. But it makes tattooing really hard to do. Here I am, inking someone for life and all I can think about is fucking her. She had to get a tattoo in a more intimate place too. God her skin is so soft.

"You ready?" I asked her, as I turned the machine on.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She said. I started my line work and began to make light conversation with the extremely beautiful brunette in my chair.

"So what made you want a tattoo?" I asked her.

"I don't know I've always wanted one. Now just seemed like the right time." She told me.

"Any symbolism behind this saying?" I asked referring to what she had asked for.

"I don't think luck really exists, and for those who think they have it won't have it for long." She explained.

"Luck runs out." I said repeating what I was tattooing. "I have luck is for losers on my arm." I told her smiling. Looks like me and hot stuff have something in common.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll show you when I'm done." I told her, "So no one wanted to come watch you get inked?" I asked. Most of my female customers always came with someone.

"No, my boyfriend isn't too fond of the idea." She said. Shit, she has a boyfriend…well, hasn't really stopped me before.

"It's okay, my family isn't really too keen on my tattoos either." I told her.

"What did you tell them?"

"To fuck off."

"Oh." She said surprised, "Did it work?" she asked me lifting her head to look at me.

"Haven't spoken to them in years." I said, "You tell me." I said smiling at her.

"I'll have to keep that in mind." She said putting her head down. Do I smell boyfriend problems?

"Trouble with lover boy?" I asked her, amused with myself.

"He's thick headed, and conservative. He wasn't always though, he had some kind of fall out with his brother years ago and it changed him." She said.

"So this tattoo isn't going to make him very happy then."

"Not at all."

"What are you going to do when he finds out?" I asked her.

"Tell him to fuck off." She said, amusement in her voice. I stopped the machine and smiled at her.

"You're done sweet heart." I said helping her sit up. The second our hands touched a jolt of electricity went through them. We stared at each other and the next thing I knew, her lips were on mine.

Jessica's POV

I don't know what came over me when I flung myself at Phil. He was just so damn attractive I couldn't help myself. He put the needle down while grabbing my face with his other hand deepening the kiss. When I felt his tongue on my bottom lip, I parted them and let him explore. He pushed me back down on the chair, and I let a small moan escape me. He pulled away much to my dismay.

"There has to be a better place to do this." He said, out of breath.

"My apartment, it's not too far." I said, equally as breathless.

"Okay." He said leaning back down and kissing me passionately again. After a few minutes of kissing, he got off me.

"Got to dress your tattoo." He said bringing over plastic wrap and some cream, "You have to put this on twice a day okay?" he said, gently rubbing my hip with the cream. I leaned forward and kissed him.

"Okay." I said smiling. He smiled back, stealing a kiss of his own. He helped me fix my shorts and I went to the front to pay. He came out a few minutes later.

"Natalie, I'm taking lunch. I'll be back before my next appointment." He told her as I headed towards the door.

"Okay, see you later Phil." She said. I walked out into the warm Chicago air, summer in Chicago was the best. I walked towards my apartment for a little before strong tattooed arms circled my waist from behind and lips attacked my neck.

"Someone can't wait can they?" I asked smiling.

"I have an hour and a half before my next appointment. Can't afford to wait." He said, his voice muffled.

"Well, you're wasting time walking like this." Immediately he let go, his hand finding mine.

"Where's your boyfriend?" he asked.

"Work, he works in a hospital and he's got a 24 hour shift at the moment." I said, turning to smile at him.

"He's a doctor?" he asked. I scoffed.

"A nurse." I couldn't help but smile at Phil's loud laugh.

"You're dating a male nurse? You? You sexy little thing? Come on you can do better." He said still laughing.

"Like a hotter than hell tattoo artist?" I asked him pulling him into my building's lobby.

"Oh hell yes." He said pushing me into the elevator. I pushed for the 15th floor and Phil immediately attacked my lips as we listened to the 15 dings. Soon the doors opened and I led him out, towards my apartment. I hastily opened the door and pulled him inside by his shirt. Clothes finally started to come flying off as I blinded led him to my bedroom.

He pushed me down on the bed and we shed the last bit of clothes. Once we were fully naked he stopped and took a good look at my exposed body. I looked at his chiseled one, completely mesmerized by the beautiful tattoos that adorned his body.

"God you're so fucking hot." He said, before diving back down, placing wet hot kisses down my body. Once he reached my pubic area, he showed no mercy.

"OH god Phil!" I gasped as his mouth reached my most sensitive area. He continued to lap around my hot center before taking my clit in between his teeth. I nearly lost it.

"Phil, baby please." I pleaded as he inserted a finger as he kissed and sucked, then he added another and picked up the pace. It wasn't long until my walls clamped around his fingers and I came gloriously. He removed his fingers and stuck one in his mouth while I caught my breath.

"Want to taste?" he asked me. I nodded and he stuck the other finger in my mouth. Once he took it out I found my voice.

"Your turn." I said smiling reaching up to push him on his back. He smiled and then grunted when I took his impressive manhood in my hands. I stroked him for a bit before licking the tip of his dick.

"You like that baby?" I asked, watching him release his breath.

"God yes, more baby, please don't hold back." He begged. I smiled before taking his entire cock in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down and moaned when he took my hair into his fist. I picked up my pace and was surprised when he lifted my head up to look into his lust filled green eyes.

"I'm close and I don't want to cum like that." He said, flipping me over effortlessly. He lined his dick up with my dripping center and pushed in.

"Phil!" I yelled in pure ecstasy.

"You're so tight baby." He said, closing his eyes relishing the moment.

"Move." I demanded. He chuckled.

"You got it hun." He said as he slowly began to pump in and out of me. Our moans filled my bedroom as Phil began to pick up the pace. He leaned down placing searing kisses all over while I nibbled on his ear, placing soft kisses every so often.

It wasn't long before either of us hit our climaxes, yelling out in pure passion together. We lied there for a bit catching our breaths, Phil burying his face in the crook of my neck. He soon pulled out of me and lay next to me.

"That was fucking great." He said.

"It was." I said turning to smile at him. He opened his arms and I moved over resting my head on his colorful chest.

"So is this a onetime thing?" he asked, breaking the momentary silence.

"Do you want it to be?" I asked him.

"No."

"Good." I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled beneath me. He kissed the top of my head as my phone began to ring. I lifted my head to find my phone to see that it was Mike calling.

"I have to get this its…" I started before he cut me off.

"It's okay, I understand." He said as I got up and walked into the other room.

"Hey." I said as I picked up the phone.

"Hey baby, what are you doing?" he asked.

"Nothing, just lounging around in the living room." I lied.

"Ah, the joys of working from home." He said laughing.

"You know I love it." I said, "What are you doing?" I asked him, hoping to cut the convo short.

"Sitting in the break room eating, I have like 20 patients to check on though." He said.

"I should let you go then." I said, "I don't want to be the reason they are kept waiting."

"Nonsense I get a break for a reason. I have to check up on my favorite girl." He said.

"That's sweet Mike, but I really should let you go." I said remembering that Phil only had a limited time, "Just think, the sooner you finish work, the sooner we can be together."

"You're right babe. I'll see you tomorrow, love you." He said.

"Love you too." I forced out. We hung up and I sat there momentarily stunned. I just cheated on my boyfriend and then told him I loved him and I don't feel bad. I shrugged off the feeling before walking back into my bedroom to find Phil in his jeans, sitting on my bed staring at a picture.

"Who's this?" he asked wide eyed, turning the picture around to show me that it was one of me and Mike.

"My boyfriend, why?" I asked, hoping he wasn't going to flip out on me. It's not like he didn't know I had one.

"He's my brother."

Oh damn! Jessica is cheating on her boyfriend with his own brother! In her defense she didn't know! Hope you liked it!