Chapter 66: A Champion's Celebration

Batista brought Lauren back to her feet, their lips still connected as she snuck her hand around Batista's wrist. She pulled away and raised it in the air, both raising their titles in their other hands. Both climbed a turnbuckle and celebrated with the audience, huge smiles on both their faces, as the audience cheered crazily for them. They both climbed down and slipped through the ropes to head up the ramp. Batista surprised Lauren as he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the top of the ramp. He stopped, showing off both his prizes, with Lauren showing off both of hers.

Batista and Lauren had finally left the arena, smiles on both their faces. For they were now both champions. Lauren looked down at the title now in her possession, the only thing tainting it was the name of Trish Stratus still engraved in it. I'm going to have to get that changed,she thought to herself as they rode back. She was comfortably laying in Batista's arms, holding him tightly in excitement.

Once they reached their room, Lauren started jumping up and down happily. "I can't believe it!" she shouted. Batista could only smile at the sight of her, never seeing her that happy before. "I told that bitch I'd kick her ass! Take that Ms. OLD Women's Champion!" she said, not talking to anyone but herself. Batista came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, stopping her carrying-on instantly.

"And didn't I tell you that you had nothing to worry about?" he asked in her ear.

Lauren smiled, wrapping her arms around his. "Yes you did Mr. Right," she chuckled. Batista slowly started swaying them back and forth, side to side. Before she knew it, Lauren was twirled out of his arms, only to be brought back with one arm around her waist and her other hand in his. "Haha, what are you doing?" Lauren laughed.

"What's it look like? I'm dancing with my woman," Batista winked.

"There isn't any music," Lauren pointed out smartly. Batista acted like that didn't matter as they continued to dance. Lauren went on with it, enjoying every minute of it.

"If you could pick a favorite song, what would it be?" Batista asked her. Lauren was surprised, but simply thought about it.

"I guess if I had to choose, it would be...'I Knew I Loved You' by Savage Garden." Batista nodded as he kept the song in his mind. "Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering," he replied as he dipped her gracefully. Lauren couldn't help but laugh and enjoy this. "So how does it feel to be the champ I told you you'd be?" Batista asked her.

"It feels wonderful," Lauren replied. Batista brought her back to her feet as she laid her head against his chest. "I feel like...never mind, it sounds stupid," she said.

"Tell me," Batista whispered kissing the top of her head.

"It feels like...I really deserve you now. I remember when I thought you and Trish did something, it was because she was actually something in this business. She was the champion, the best of the women. But now I am, and you're the World Heavyweight Champion, the best of the men. I feel more like your equal now," Lauren told him.

Batista slowly cupped her chin and brought her lips to his. When they pulled apart, Batista kept his hand on her cheek, stroking it slowly. "Lauren, even before you were champ, you were the best. And if someday you lose the title, you'll still be the best." he whispered low in her ear, making her body shiver. "And now that we've shown the world that we're the best at wrestling..." Batista smirked as he took her hand and started leading her to the bedroom. Lauren smirked back, dropping her title on the floor next to his. As soon as the door was closed, Batista pulled her strongly into his arms with a hot kiss waiting for her. Lauren kissed him hungrily, as he lifted her up to allow her to wrap her legs around his waist. The force knocked them both onto the bed, having Lauren roll off laughing.

Batista crawled over her, lightly pinning her wrist to the bed, and kissing her neck ever-so-gently. Lauren lifted her head to kiss his neck as well, making her way to his lips. Batista's hands roamed down her sides, going back up, taking her shirt with them. However, before it actually left her, someone's phone started going off.

"Oops," Lauren whispered. She slipped out from underneath him, to see that it was Lita calling. "Hello?" she answered.

"YOU WON! YOU WON! YOU WON!" Both Lita and Stacy yelled into the phone, causing Lauren to drop it accidentally. She quickly picked it back up laughing. "How does it feel, Ms. Women's Champion?" Lita exclaimed.

"It feels great!" Lauren laughed.

"Tell Batista we all said congrats!" Stacy called into the phone.

"Oh I will, don't worry!" Lauren said giving a wink to her man laying on the bed, ready to be taken. She had to hold back a shudder as she turned away to hear Lita and Stacy still talking.

"We need to celebrate! You and Batista can–oh god! I'm soooooo sorry!!" Lita called out.

"Lita what are you apologizing for?" Lauren asked.

"I totally forgot that you guys were probably already 'celebrating'! Details tomorrow! Bye!" Lita said frantically before hanging up.

Lauren heard the dial tone, and couldn't help but laugh at her crazy friend. As soon as she pushed the 'End' button, two large arms wrapped around her and brought her backwards onto the bed. Lauren couldn't help but laugh as Batista kept her to his chest. His lips tenderly trailed on her neck, making her moan lightly, and exposing her neck even more. Batista's hands traveled to her shoulders, gently sliding the straps of her top off, and leaving kisses on her completely bare skin.

After a few moments, Batista had finally pulled Lauren's top over her head. She sat in front of him in a simple pink bra with black lace along the rim of it. Lauren turned to look at him with a small, shy smile on her face. Batista pulled her to him in a heated kiss, her hands landing against his chest, slipping into his unbuttoned shirt and pushing it off. Batista went on to remove her pants, slipping them off her slender legs. Lauren subtly undid his pants, having him step out of them, sitting on his knees on the bed. Even on his knees he loomed over Lauren, who shivered at the very sight of him. His strong hands landed on her hips, seeing the vision of beauty in her bra and panties, staring innocently up at him. Lauren roamed over his chest with her delicate hands, as she pushed him gently down, leaving kisses from his sun tattoo up his chest, to his lips.

It wasn't long before Batista couldn't take anymore, and placed her beneath him, ready to claim her. "I love you, Lauren," he whispered into the crook of her neck, kissing it.

"I love you too," she replied, practically begging him to take her. The champions celebrated together, in a way only champions like Vixen and Batista could.

A/N: Well I hope you liked it!! I'm sorry I don't put too much detail into the more 'physical' aspects but I frankly I don't know how to really write those kinds of scenes, lol. Thanks as always for the reviews :)