"Come on, Helena," Alexa said.
"It's scary. Do you have any idea how high up this is?" Helena asked.
"Of course I do. I do it all the time," Alexa said.
"Because you were a fucking cheerleader. I played soccer, damn it!" Helena said.
Randy stepped out from the back to watch the two Bliss sisters in the ring. It was late Saturday night. No one should be there at this hour. They had the place to themselves. Everything was already set up for the PPV tomorrow night. The Bliss sisters were gunning for the tag team titles.
"See yourself as a shooting star and fly," Alexa said.
"Shooting stars are meteors burning up. Do you want me to die like them?" Helena asked.
"Be a fucking fireball. It's gonna look so cool if we do a double twisted Bliss," Alexa said.
Helena knew Alexa was right. She tried standing up on the top rope but her legs were shaking.
"Nope, I'm not fucking doing this," Helena said.
Helena jumped back down. Alexa grinned at her and stepped closer.
"Someone's watching you again," Alexa said.
Helena looked up the ramp to see Randy standing there with his arms crossed and a little smirk on his face.
"Great," Helena muttered. "Just what I need."
"Shut up. You like him," Alexa said.
"Even worse. I don't wanna mess up in front of him. And you know how I always blurt out the weirdest shit when I'm nervous. I'm scared what I might end up saying to him," Helena said.
Randy took in the blue eyed blonde. There were a lot of things he would like to do to her if he ever found himself alone with her. A whole lot of things. He uncrossed his arms and walked down the ramp.
"What's the problem?" Randy asked.
"She's too scared to do my move," Alexa said.
Randy looked up at Helena and smirked again.
"Nah, not too scared. She just needs the right motivation," Randy said.
He rolled into the ring and towered above both women. The Bliss sisters shared their height. Two small women.
"What's the matter, midget?" Randy pushed Helena's shoulder. "I thought you were tough."
"Don't push me," Helena said.
"What are you gonna do about it?" Randy pushed Helena again. "Alexa, why don't you run off? I'll take it from here."
"Bye," Alexa grinned.
"No, don't leave!" Helena begged.
Alexa rolled out of the ring and ran up the ramp. She was gone just seconds later. Helena looked at Randy again. She was so nervous about being alone with him.
"Get your ass up there, midget," he said.
"Don't call me that," she said.
"Midget," he repeated.
"Stop it," she said.
"Midget!" He raised his voice. "Midget! Midget! Fucking little midget! Too scared to do anything!"
"Shut up!" She yelled.
He grabbed her and pushed her up against the turnbuckle.
"Fight me!" He growled. "Take me out!"
She knew he didn't mean fight him for real. He wanted her to wrestle him like they did for a living. She threw a few punches to his stomach and he sold them as if they had an audience. She smashed her forearm into his face and he went down on his back, positioning himself perfectly for the twisted Bliss. Before she could stop herself, she was up on the top rope, jumping down on him. She hit him perfectly.
He grabbed her and rolled her over on her back, pinning her down with his body weight and kissing her. She forgot everything around her and got lost in the heated kiss. His hand slid down her side and grabbed her hip. He broke the kiss and looked at her.
"I'm known to do a lot of nasty stuff, but even I haven't been as nasty as to do it inside the ring where we all work. We better get out of here," he said.
"I sleep naked," she blurted out.
Her face flushed red. This always happened when she was nervous. She would blurt out the weirdest thing that no one cared to hear about. To her surprise he smirked at that information.
"Good to know," he said. "Although I wasn't actually planning on giving you the choice to get back into your clothes once I'm done with you."
He pushed himself up to sit so he was no longer pinning her down.
"Tomorrow," he said.
"Tomorrow?" She asked.
She couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had just kissed her and talked about having her naked, and now he wanted to wait.
"If you win," he said. "Win tomorrow and I'll show you a world you never wanna get out of."
"You know I don't get a say whether we win or not," she said.
"Alright, hit that twisted Bliss then. Hit it like a shooting star, and I'll make you see stars afterwards," he said.
He gave her a naughty smile and rolled out of the ring.
"Like Alexa said, be a fucking fireball," he said.
"Burn it down?" She asked.
"Don't you dare bring Seth into this. I'm not sharing you," he chuckled.
He grabbed her ankles and pulled her under the bottom rope. He stood between her legs and kissed her again. His hand moved in between them, rubbing her crotch outside of her leggings.
"I feel how wet you are," he said huskily. "Do you know what I'm gonna do to you? Oh, I got so many things planned. You won't be able to walk Monday. I'm gonna make you cum like you've never cum before. Do you have any idea how much I can break you in all the right ways?"
"Please," she whispered.
She whimpered at him rubbing her. He was about to make her fall apart by that alone. She needed a release badly. Just when she thought she was about to get it, he took a step back and held up his hands. She felt cold and used, and longing for more.
"Tomorrow," he said. "If you hit that move."
"You're a fucking dick!" She growled.
"I know," he smirked. "And tomorrow you're gonna find out exactly what I can do with this dick. Sleep tight, fireball. And may you have some very pleasant dreams. I know I will."