Hey everyone! YAY! I'm going to the April 11th Raw! I have great seats, 8th row baby! Anyway have a great plot for this story, and some of you might hate me for a little bit because of it, but C and I came up with it at Dunkin Donuts, so hopefully everyone will like it, shocker ending, but hey! It's my story! Lol! Please review as always, because I love each one of you who do review! Thanks!
Laura
Next Monday 12-6-04
Dave and Nikki walk into catering to see Chris Irving passing out lei's. He walks up to Nikki and puts one around her neck.
"You just got lei-d," Chris jokes causing Nikki to laugh.
"Thanks Chris," Nikki replies as Dave wraps an arm around her waist.
"Chris got to lei you, can I?" Dave smirks, kissing her softly.
Nikki smacks Dave lightly and he grasps her hand in his. He pulls away and she giggles.
"You're such a perv," Nikki states as Dave pulls her out of catering and down the hall, "and where are you taking me?"
Dave pushes her into an empty locker room and pins her to the wall, kissing her hard, taking her breath away.
"I can show you how perverted I can be," Dave says before kissing her again.
She wraps an arm around his neck, pulling him close. Dave's hands slide down her body, pulling her hips into his. Nikki's free hand pushes into his shirt, finding his chiseled chest. His hands inch up into her shirt, touching her slim stomach. Before he can go any further, he hears laughter. Dave turns to see Shane Helms and Jay Reso standing there.
"Sorry to interrupt, but we need to get ready for out matches," Jay says, snickering.
Nikki slips her hand out of his shirt and he pulls her out of the room.
"Well, That was fun," Dave chuckles as they walk down to Evolution's locker room.
"That was embarrassing," Nikki replies, smiling, "but it was fun."
Dave opens the door to the locker room to find it empty.
"Huh, guess they're running late," Nikki says, sitting down on the couch.
Dave leans down and kisses, laying her down in the process. Hey lays on top of her and his hands roam her body, cupping her breasts in his massive hands. He gasps into him mouth and grips his shoulders. He smirks and starts to suck on her neck softly, massaging her chest. Suddenly, the door flies open, causing Dave to look up and see Paul and Ric walk in. They stop and stare at the sight before them. Dave still has his hands up Nikki's shirt and she has her hands on his chest.
"I'm never going to get any," Dave mumbles, sliding his hands out of her shirt.
Nikki slaps his arm lightly and sits up, adjusting her clothes. Paul clears his throat and Ric hides his smile.
"Can you get me a water?" Paul asks, trying to control his anger.
Nikki rushes out of the room and Dave crosses his arms over his chest.
"What the fuck was that!" Paul yells at Dave as soon as the door shuts.
"Stay out of this," Dave replies calmly, "we care about each other, just drop it. I have other things on my mind other than Evolution."
Nikki grabs a bottle of water and turns, bumping right into someone. She looks up and gasps when she sees Gene smirking at her. She mumbles an apology and quickly walks away. Gene follows her and gets closer, grabbing her arm and pulling her close to him.
"Hey beautiful," he smirks as she struggles.
"Let me go damn it," Nikki states, ripping her arm from his grasp.
"Aw, you're breaking my heart, come here," Gene reaches for her but she dodges out of the way.
"Man Snitsky, picking on women? How low can you get?" A voice says behind Nikki.
"Shut up Irving," Gene growls.
"It's Mr. Irving to you," Chris replies with a smile, "now go back to the hole you crawled out of."
Gene stalks away and Nikki turns to Chris.
"Thanks…Mr. Irving," Nikki jokes as he chuckles.
"Anytime Nik. Stay out of trouble now, ya hear?" Chris says before turning to walk away.
Nikki walks back to the locker room and pushes the door open. Paul's gone, and Ric and Dave are sitting on the couch, talking. She smiles and sits down next to Dave, who turns on the TV. Chris is out in the ring doing the highlight reel with his guests Paul and Vince. As Paul reaches for the title, Vince rips it away, saying he's not the champion anymore. Vince announces that the title is vacated and Bischoff will decide what to do when he returns. Paul storms back to the room and starts to throw things across the room.
"Calm down man," Dave says as Paul turns to him angrily.
"Calm down?" Paul screams, "Calm down!"
"You need to express your anger in a different way," Dave replies calmly as Paul glares at him.
"I just lost the damn title and you're telling me to calm down! It's your fault it's gone!" Paul yells at Dave as Ric tries to get him to calm down.
"In case you didn't know, I was the one trying to save your ass last week and if it wasn't for me, there would be no controversy and Benoit would be champion," Dave states, "Your welcome."
Dave turns and walks away, pulling Nikki with him as Paul freaks out and turns a table over, yelling after him.
"He's pissed," Nikki says as they stop down in a hallway, "are you sure you know what your doing?"
"Positive. He'll come around sooner or later," Dave replies.
"Just watch out, ok? Paul's still really pissed, and you're pushing his buttons."
"I'll be ok. Come on, help me stretch."
Later that night, Dave and Paul's match
Paul's music hits and him and Dave walk down to the ring with Ric by their side.
"At a combined weight of 577 pounds, the former World Heavyweight Champion Triple H and Batista!" Lillian announces, as Paul gets into the ring.
He chases her out of the ring and glares at Dave who shrugs. Benoit and Jericho are in the ring and Dave and Jericho climb out as Paul and Benoit lock up. Benoit shoves Paul into the corner and delivers a few chops to his chest. He whips Paul into the other corner and tags Jericho in. He gives Paul some right hands before kicking him in the gut. Jericho delivers a drop kick to him while he's in the corner. Paul tries to rush at Jericho, but he gives him a drop toehold. Jericho tags in Benoit again who gives Paul a couple snap suplex's. Paul's in the corner, calling for a time out as Benoit kicks him around. He slaps the Crippler Crossface on him, but Paul gets to the ropes. Jericho tags in and throws Paul over the top rope. Dave enters the ring but Benoit and Jericho give him a double drop kick to the outside. Paul climbs onto the apron, but is knocked back into Dave and they argue. Flair distracts the ref allowing Dave to hit Jericho with a nasty spinebuster. Paul's in the ring and gets the abdominal stretch on Jericho. Paul tosses Chris into his corner and tags in Dave. Jericho fights back, but Dave gives him a clothesline and a lateral press, covering him for the two count. Dave makes a run for Jericho, but he kicks him in the knee, allowing him to tag in Benoit, who cleans house. Jericho drop kick Dave and Benoit gives three German suplex's to Paul. Jericho hits the lionsault on Paul followed by a flying headbutt to him. Paul gets strapped into both the Crossface and walls of Jericho before Dave clubs Jericho in the back and gives Benoit a spinebuster. Dave is taking care of Jericho in the corner as Paul gets in the ring and hits Benoit with a chair right in front of the ref. The bell is rung and Benoit and Jericho win by DQ. Dave picks up Jericho and Paul goes it hit Jericho in the head with the chair, but Chris moves and Dave gets hit instead. Paul turns and hits Chris and looks down at Dave who's in Flair's arms, trying to shake the chair shot off.
"I was never beaten!" Paul yells as he walks up the ramp, glaring at the men in the ring.
Nikki sighs and gathers everyone's stuff as Paul walks into the room, he grabs his bag and walks into the bathroom to get changed. The door flies open and Dave stumbles into the room, holding his head. Nikki rushes over to him and places her hands on his.
"How do you feel?" She asks, as he sits down.
"Like I got hit by a truck. Where's Paul?" Dave demands, looking around the room.
"He left," Nikki lies, "why don't you get dressed, and we'll leave."
At the Hotel
Dave drops his bag on the floor and sits down on the edge of the bed, sighing. Nikki kneels behind him and begins to rub his shoulders.
"I hate this," Dave mumbles, "I hate Paul."
"It'll get better," Nikki reassures, kissing his neck softly, "I promise."
Dave turns and gazes into her eyes before kissing her softly.
"I just want to be champ," Dave says, "when's it going to be my time? That probably sounds selfish."
"No, it doesn't. Your time will come soon," Nikki slides onto his lap and smiles, "what can I do to make you forget about this?"
Dave smirks and kisses her hard, pushing her down on the bed. He stands up and locks the door and takes the phone off the hook. Nikki giggles as Dave turns to her.
"I'm not taking any chances," Dave states, pulling his shirt loose from his pants, "I want you so bad."
"Then come and get me," Nikki whispers as he unbuttons his shirt and lets it fall to the floor.
Dave kisses her softly and starts to unbutton her shirt, pushing it down off her shoulders as Nikki fumbles with his belt. She finally gets it unbuckled and she unzips his pants as he pulls down her skirt. He kicks off his shoes and pulls his pants down, leaving him in his boxers as he straddles her and licks her neck, softly rubbing her chest. Her hands roam his body as his hand slides down her stomach.
"You're beautiful," he says, his fingers rubbing her nub, causing her to whimper softly.
"Dave," Nikki gasps, "I need you…now."
"Patience," Dave smirks, pulling her thong off, and then unhooking her bra.
"Screw Patience," Nikki growls, pulling him down to her hungry lips.
He breaks away and slides off his boxers. He nudges her legs open with his knee, and slides the condom onto his hard member. He gazes into her eyes and kisses her softly before pushing into her.
"Dave!" Nikki moans softly as he starts to pick up speed.
His pace continues to quicken and soon she's rocking her hips with his. He leans down and nips at her breast, leaving a mark. Nikki moans and her body starts to shake as her climax takes over. One final push and Dave climax's as well. His head drops to her chest as they both try to catch their breath.
"You branded me," Nikki whispers, pointing to the mark on her chest.
Dave chuckles and kisses her again before the soon fall asleep.
The Next Morning
Dave slowly opens his eyes and finds Nikki curled up against him, sleeping soundly. Her arm is draped over his naked chest and he smiles. Nikki stirs and looks up, meeting his eyes.
"Morning," she says, kissing his chin, "last night was…wow."
"I agree," Dave chuckles, sliding off the bed," "I'm going to go get ready. I'm meeting Randy at the gym."
"Oh," Nikki says, halfheartedly, "well, I need to go find C, so I guess I'll see you later?"
She turns and slides off the bed, but he grabs her by the waist and pulls her into him, kissing her. He pulls away and heads into the bathroom. Nikki just smiles and gets dressed before heading down to Courtney's room. Courtney opens the door to see Nikki standing there.
"What's wrong?" She asks, pulling Nikki into the room.
"Nothing…I guess," Nikki admits, "Dave and I…"
"Did you two have sex!" Courtney exclaims, clapping, "was it good?"
"Courtney! That's none of your business!" Nikki says, as Courtney places her hands on her hips, "it was amazing!"
"Well come on! Details!"
"He was so gentle and god, he knew me so well," Nikki sighs, "I'm falling for him."
Courtney squeals and hugs her friend tightly.
"I'm so happy for you!" Courtney states, then her smile fades, "have you told him?"
Nikki sits down on the bed and shakes her head sadly. C sighs and sits next to her, placing her hand on her shoulder.
"I know I need to tell him, but I don't know how," Nikki replies, "he might hate me."
"You need to tell him, he needs to know. I don't think he could hate you," Courtney comforts, "I mean, it was a long time ago."
"Please, I don't wanna talk about it," Nikki pleads.
"Nik, Dave needs to know that you were a stripper."
Bum, Bum, Bum! I have a great plot for the rest of the story…. all thanks to DUNKIN DONUTS! Lol, anyways, I'm almost done with ch 7, so please review and it'll help me get it up a lot quicker. Thanks!
Laura
