Adeline placed a solid kick in the back of Roman's knees. He fell down to his knees. She was fast next to him, locking his head under her arm to DDT him the same way Miz always did on his opponents. It made sense she got men down on their knees to make it look believable. She rolled him over for the count, and he kicked out after two.
"No!" She screamed frustrated. "Stay the hell down!"
She straddled him and started raining punches down on his face. He managed to grab her and hurl her off him over his head. They were closing in on the finish. It had been a long and grueling match, and they were both tired. The audience had sucked it all up. He knew they had done something great tonight. He couldn't wait to watch the replay of it.
He moved back up on his knees and watched as she did the same. They both gritted their teeth, jumped up at the same time and ran towards each other. He grabbed her and sent her down with a rock bottom. He leaned over her for the pin but she grabbed his arm and locked him in the gogoplata. He screamed out in pain.
"Roman's not gonna leave with his balls intact!" McAfee yelled.
For some reason that was only thing Roman could hear in that moment. That he wasn't going to leave with his balls intact. He let out a growl, held on to Adeline, lifted her up and slammed her down in a sitout powerbomb. He placed his hands on her for the pin, but she kicked out of two.
"What the...?" He muttered.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her close for a slap. She grinned at him and retaliated with a head-butt. He sent her down on her back with a punch instead. He stood back up and started slamming his hands down on the rope in a corner. He turned around and saw her stagger to her feet close to the table he had placed in the corner earlier in the match. He let out his signature roar and flew towards her with a spear that sent her crashing through the table.
He stood up, grabbed her arm, and pulled her out from the broken table. He leaned back first over her stomach and pulled one of her legs up. He felt her hand move to his thigh and she tickled him. A way of saying she enjoyed the match.
"1... 2... 3!" The referee counted.
His music started playing and he stood up. The referee held up his arm while she laid unmoving behind him. He turned around and pushed her over to the ropes with his feet. He gave her one final push, and she landed on the floor outside.
"You don't get to sit at my table!" He yelled. "This is my ring! You hear me? Mine!"
"Roman just sterilized the castrator. The castrator is no more," McAfee said.
"Welcome to WWE, kid," Cole said.
Heyman handed Roman the universal title and they walked up the ramp together. SmackDown went off the air, and Adeline was helped to the back by doctors. She sold it all the way until she was out in gorilla. She thanked everyone and walked down the hallway to Roman's locker room. She knocked and waited for him to open. He stood there still sweaty after their match and she had to suck in her breath at the sight of him. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him.
"Thank you so fucking much," she said.
He smiled and held on to her. He enjoyed the hug that seemed to go on for a long time.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked.
"Hurt me?" She looked up at him with a grin. "Of course not. You know what you're doing out there. Damn, that was fun."
"It was," he agreed. "Too bad Vince won't let it happen again."
"He'll come around if we keep nagging him about it," she smirked. "I'm game if you are."
He chuckled and shook his head. She was something else. Mox had been right. She was everything he wanted in a woman.
"Or maybe you wanna play other games with me," she said.
"Huh?" He asked.
"I got zero talent when it comes to flirting," she sighed. "I'm making you uncomfortable, aren't I?"
"Not one bit. Tell me more about what's on your mind," he grinned.
"Maybe," she started. "I mean, if you're not too busy, and only if you want to."
"Maybe what?" He asked.
"You're gonna make me say it," she said.
"Yup," he said.
"I suck at this," she sighed. "Fine. Roman, will you..."
His phone started ringing and he let out a sound of annoyance. He had a good feeling who it was before even looking at his phone. As guessed, Mox's name flashed across the screen. He answered and put the phone on speaker.
"Now is not a good time, Mox," Roman said.
"Are you fucking each other already?" Mox asked.
"What?" Roman asked. "No, I was about to ask her out."
"Technically you were making me ask you out," Adeline said.
"The outcome would have been the same," Roman smirked.
"Yeah, Adeline on her back with Roman between her legs," Mox moaned falsely. "Oh, Roman! Right there! It feels so good!"
"Goodbye!" Roman said loudly.
Roman hung up and looked over at Adeline. They both burst out laughing.
"Me on my back," she nodded. "I wonder if he meant your dick or your tongue bringing me to that point."
"Both," he smirked. "You'll see."
"Oh, will I now?" She asked.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. He leaned down and kissed her. It felt like fireworks went off. Nothing had ever felt more right before.
"What do you say we skip the whole dinner thing and go wrestle in my hotel room instead?" He asked.
"I prefer room service over restaurants anyway," she said.
"Me too," he grinned. "And if you think I'm gonna settle with missionary, you're dead wrong. You're gonna be on your back while my tongue works its magic, but after that, the gloves come off. I'm gonna throw you around like you've never been thrown around before."
"It that a threat?" She smirked.
"It's a fucking promise," he smirked too. "I'll break you in all the right ways until you can't take anymore."
