Sup I'm back with another chapter. Yeah idk

For the last month, Trish and Lita had been sneaking around and having sex whenever they could. The more and more they did, the less they hated eachother. It was safe to say they were developing feelings for eachother, but continued to act with hate.

"Oh...god!" Trish moaned, on the edge of an orgasm. Lita had her head between the blondes legs, pleasuring Trish like she always did.

Trish had her hand tangled in the red hair, keeping Lita in place as she moaned and writhed beneath her. Her body stiffened and she cried out as she reached her orgasm.

Lita smirked against her skin, and dragged her lips back up Trish's body. She kissed the blonde passionately before getting up to find her clothes. She began getting dressed, and Trish just lay watching her, panting slightly.

Lita finished getting dressed and looked at Trish.

"What?" Lita asked, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear.

"Nothing."

"No if there's a problem just tell me."

"There isn't a pro-"

"Okay whatever!" Lita threw her hands up and cut Trish off.

"Lita what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

Trish rolled her eyes and sat up. She covered herself with the blanket, suddenly feeling slightly annoyed.

Lita looked over at her and crossed her arms.

"Are you going or..?" Trish asked.

"Yup. I'll be outta ya hair blondie." Lita walked to the door. When she went to open it, she stopped for a moment and thought. "Actually I'm not finished with you."

"What do you mean?" Trish asked.

Lita turned around and walked back over to her. She pulled her shirt over her head again and pulled Trish towards her. She connected their lips in a rough kiss and moved the blanket out of the way.

She moved her lips to attack the blondes skin, nipping, licking and sucking, leaving marks. Her hand came to tangle in the Canadians hair, tugging at it which elicited a moan from her.

Lita's other hand snaked down to rest in between the other woman's thighs. She began rubbing against the delicate area.

"Oh god..." Trish breathed as she arched into the other woman's touch. Lita moved her hands, cupping the blondes ass and lifting it a little. The Canadian let out a loud moan as the redhead began fucking her with her tongue.

Trish started moving her hips, to meet Lita's tongue thrusts. Moaning and panting, she tangled her hand in the red hair and tugged at it.

"Oh fuck Lita!" She moaned, her hand tugging at the hair, causing the redhead to moan a little. "Shit!"

Her body tensed and she came undone, moaning the other woman's name. Lita lapped at the flow of juices and once she was done, she pulled away and wiped her lips.

The next morning, Lita woke first. She was stuck underneath Trish who had seemed to be using her as a bed. The blondes head was lay on Lita's bra clad chest and their legs tangled together as Trish draped her arm over the redhead almost protectively.

"Mmh blondie." Lita mumbled as she tried to sit up. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear then shook the blonde gently.

"Go away..." Trish groaned, wrapping her arm around the redhead tighter.

"Well I would if you got your ass up."

"Shut up.." Trish said quietly. She nuzzled her head against Lita's chest to get comfier and the other woman smiled a little. Lita sighed and wrapped her arm around the blonde.

"I have to go." Lita said quietly. Her hand came up to stroke Trish's hair.

"No...I'm comfy." Trish whined. She held onto her tighter, which for Lita didn't seem possible but it was.

"Ow shit. Your holding me too tight."

"Well your trying to leave."

"Okay this is kidnapping." Lita said.

"Litaaaaaaa!!!"

Trish lifted her head, and rested it so she was looking up at Lita. She pouted slightly and Lita laughed a little.

"Okay, I really have to go.." The redhead said as she cupped Trish's cheek. The blonde bit her lip and straddled Lita's lap. She kissed the other woman, who wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

"I know you don't want to." Trish said as they pulled away. Lita shook her head and chuckled softly. She gently moved Trish off her and got up.

"And if you need me, you just have to call."

Trish sighed. She liked being around the fiesty redhead now, and it sucked when she had to leave. Of course Lita felt the same way,but neither of them would admit it.

"Trish...you'll see me soon." Lita said, putting her shirt on. She finished getting dressed and walked over to the door.

"Wait Lita!"

Lita turned around to look at Trish. The Canadian jumped off the bed and ran over to her. She threw her arms around the redheads neck and pulled her in for a kiss.

"See ya later hot stuff." Lita said, kissing Trish's cheek before she left.

Later at work, Trish was stood talking to Jericho. Lita saw them in the halls and crossed her arms. Who the fuck did Jericho think he was? The redhead continued looking over at them, and she was angry?

Why do I care, I hate Trish? Right? Wait why is Jericho is touching her. She's mine. Lita thought. She shook her head to try and get the thoughts out, but her jealousy got worse when Jericho tucked a strand of blonde hair behind Trish's ear.

WHY IS SMILING?!?! I'm supposed to be doing that!!! She rolled her eyes and went to her locker when it all got too much. God I hate her. But I want her so much. She thought. Shit. Maybe I don't hate her.

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a knock at her door. She groaned and opened it.

"Hi Lita!" The Canadian was stood on the other side and Lita wanted nothing more than to close the door in her face but she didn't. Huh?

"Hey hot stuff. What's up?" She asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see you." Trish admitted with a shy smile.

"Well. That's very cute but wouldn't you rather go see your new boyfriend Jericho?" Ah how the redhead regretted that.

"He's not my boyfriend Li."

"Well he was touching you and being all...lovey. That's my job!"

"Wait a minute. Lita are you jealous?" Trish asked, biting her lip.

"What? No..." Lita looked down, trying to hide her blush.

"Oh my fuck you are. Holy shit."

Trish finally walked into the locker room and took Lita's hand. She closed the door and locked it before turning back to the redhead.

"You know...? You don't have to be jealous." Trish began. She walked behind Lita and kissed her neck softly. "Your the only that can touch me like that.."

"But he was touching you!"

"But what you didn't see, was me telling him to stop."

"You did?" Lita asked. Trish nodded her head and stood in front of Lita. "Oh. Sorry."

Trish chuckled and kissed the redhead.

"It's okay."

They both stood, looking at eachother before Lita threw Trish on the couch and got on top of her.

Trish now knew that Lita cared and wasn't just using her to fuck. The thought made her smile and she made a promise to herself that she would try and show the redhead how much she cared too.