Hello, lovely readers.
I have a feeling this is the chapter you've all been waiting for. After all the shit and drama of the last few chapters, we finally get something positive at the end of this one. It is rated M so you have been warned. It's the longest chapter so far.
Lilygirl95 – Ellie finally got a backbone! It was a long time coming but I think she did well.
Takerschick – Yeah, Triple H definitely took the right side. He may care for his friends, but his employees are more important.
Tantoune – We all know what Randy is like. Its definitely not over but its quiet for now. So glad you enjoyed it :) I was so worried about putting it out.
LatinaWWEFan – Awww thank you. If you like this one, I have three other WWE stories on my profile. You should go check them out.
Debwood-1999 – We all know Randy isn't going to take this lying down. It's obvious he's going to retaliate. But Ellie isn't alone, she has Seth and The Shield for back up. It's gonna get crazy!
Beautifultragedyxxx – Awww thank you! That's so kind of you to say. I was so nervous putting it out, so I'm glad you loved it.
SethRollinsGirl – Thank you! So glad you're enjoying it. I'm loving writing it so I'm glad you enjoy reading it.
Seth rollins babe – Thank you so much. I'm glad you like all my stories.
SUKY87 – They will be together, don't you worry. And because of that I think you'll enjoy this chapter. And whilst we know Randy will want revenge, Ellie is well protected.
XXbrinkofinsanityxx – I know! She's my own character and I feel proud of her haha! She has a good protective group around her. So if Randy does try anything, she'll be safe.
BeckyLynch'sTheme – Wow, thank you! I have literally no confidence in my writing, so it's lovely to hear you say such positive things about it. Thank you for the continued love and support!
Kina – Randy got done! It was always four against one, but we all know Randy wont take this lying down. We'll have to see what happens.
MsConCon – Its like they're made for each other lol! A perfect pair. He's just what she needs right now. She is delicate and vulnerable, so someone caring and gentle like Seth is perfect for her. And I'm glad you enjoyed the confrontation. Ellie finally stood up for herself! It was obvious he was going to put his hands on her as its really the only form of defence he has. If things don't go his way, Randy will use violence, no matter who it's aimed towards. After how nervous I was to put it up, I'm happy it came across well.
This chapter is named after 'Need You Tonight' by Professor Green.
Ellie Chapman's Point Of View
I watched Seth and The Shield's Smackdown match from the viewing area backstage later that night, my body a hell of a lot more relaxed now I'd spoken to Randy, got everything off my chest, and was in the full knowledge that he had fully left the building.
Dean had returned to us after taking Randy out of his locker room with information that, after he had been seen to by the medics, Triple H had made sure Randy had left the arena and had put him up in alternative accommodation, somewhere where he could not reach me.
After explaining to the WWE COO my situation with Randy, Seth had insisted on safety measures for me to be put in place, measures which Triple H did not hesitate in implementing. He offered us an alternate room in an alternate hotel, paying for the entire thing and allowing The Shield to stay with me due to security purposes. I'd said that as long as I had Seth with me I'd be fine, but Roman, Dean and Renee would not take no for an answer, adamant that they would be staying close too.
I wasn't exactly one for fighting them, and I supposed that extra protection wouldn't hurt. Triple H seemed to agree too and we were quickly given other arrangements. Triple H had made a few phone-calls, sorted our rooms, arranged for our bags to be moved, and now I was backstage awaiting the Smackdown taping to finish so we could go there and have a peaceful evening without any crazy ex-boyfriends to worry about.
I relaxed back in my seat, watching as Dean stood at the turnbuckle and Roman fired a superman punch into Kevin Owens's face, the Canadian dropping to the floor. Roman went in for the pin, Rusev breaking it up so his tag partner couldn't not be defeated. Seth, who was on the floor, not part of the tag-match, grabbed his hair in frustration, annoyed that Dean and Roman had not won the fight.
I felt as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders as I watched the fight play out, realising that this was the first time in over a year that I was a free woman. I could do what I wanted, be with who I wanted, go wherever I wanted, and I had no one to answer to.
I was my own person, my own boss, and it felt utterly thrilling and freeing to know I had a world of opportunity beyond me.
No boyfriend to answer to, no more Randy to get mad when I went against his wishes, no more Viper to tell me where to go and who I could or couldn't see. My life was my own again, and from where I was sitting my future looked pretty damn bright.
But whilst the future seemed optimistic, events of the past had distastefully tarred the present. Yes, I was free of that jackass, but the scars he had put on my body, my emotions and my mind would last for a while. A very long while. Whilst I was free in the literal sense, I would still be somewhat held back by what I'd seen and what I'd done.
Take Seth for example. A wonderful man, a kind and loving man, essentially the most perfect man on this planet. He was smart, he was handsome, he was kind and he loved me beyond compare. He was single, I was single, and we now had the ability to be together…
Only I couldn't.
I just fucking couldn't.
Not yet anyway, the idea of commitment and being with another man the last thing on my mind after everything Randy had done. The bastard had fucked me up in every way imaginable, screwing my head up and making me believe I could never feel another positive emotion again. Even at the end, even when I told him we were through, he was still staking a claim over me, declaring me his and only his. He could not let me go, and my stupid head was wired to believe that would be the same for every man I was with.
So as much as I wanted to be with the architect, I just wasn't ready for that yet. I needed to get my head straight and become the old Ellie again before I could let a relationship between us happen.
I watched Seth on the screen, smiling at the little dimples on his cheeks, loving how his wet hair fell over his face, making him look daunting yet mysterious. He was the definition of sexy, those big brown eyes and strong muscles making the coil in my stomach tighten and my teeth bite my lip so hard I was scared it would draw blood.
He was so utterly gorgeous and fantastic that I should be grabbing him with both hands and letting him ravish me until I couldn't walk.
But I hadn't. I'd pushed him away. I'd told him no. I'd let Randy get the better of me again and I wasn't even with the bastard.
I hated what he'd done to me, how he'd made me feel, how even now he was still controlling me in some way.
It just wasn't fair.
"You look like you're about to stare a hole into that TV screen," came a voice.
I turned my head, seeing Charlotte sit down beside me, a sympathetic smile on her face.
"It's just a really intense match," I tried, looking back at the screen.
"Or is it because of what happened earlier tonight?" she asked softly.
I turned to look at her, my shoulders dropping a little. "So you heard, huh?"
"Everybody has," she said, taking my hand softly in hers. "I think you're very brave for standing up to him like that."
"So why do I still hurt?" I said sadly. "I ended it, I let him go and I got my life back. I should be on cloud nine right now. But instead I still feel like he has the upper-hand, like he still controls me."
"It will still seem like that," she said. "But over time you'll forget about it, you'll be yourself again, and any control he still feels he holds with slither away." She gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's going to be okay."
I gave her a melancholic smile. "I wish I had your optimism."
"It's come with years of practice, sweetheart," she said. "I just wish I could help you."
"So do I," I said.
"Well maybe I can," she suddenly said. "How about a girl's night?"
My eyebrows furrowed. "A girl's night?"
"Sure. No men, just a girly night of drinking and gossiping. You can get everything off your chest and have a great night with no worries. You can really let loose."
"It has been a while since I've done that…" I muttered.
It was true. Randy had been very reluctant to let me have friends, so it had been a long time since I'd done something as girly and fun as that.
"You can invite Renee and I can get Becky and Paige involved," Charlotte suggested. "The Smackdown taping is almost done and we have a day off tomorrow. So what do you say? Think it'd cheer you up?"
My eyes sparkled, an excitement hitting me at the prospect of a few drinks with the girls. I craved it, a night out with no men, no work and no need to think about that stupid ex-boyfriend of mine.
"Let's do it," I said, giving her a genuinely happy smile. "Let's have a girl's night."
xXx
The five of us sat round a table at a local bar down the street from the arena after the show, sipping cocktails and nibbling on bar snacks, the conversation flowing easily and the laughs coming at a mile a minute. Renee had happily accepted my invite to join us, and Charlotte had easily got Paige and Becky on board too.
It felt odd to be out by myself with friends again, not having really done it much since I'd been with Randy, but I fell back into the flow of it very easily. He'd always managed to isolate me to the point where I had very few friends by the end of our relationship, but now I was away from him, I could go on as many nights out with as many friends as I humanly wished to.
The idea was euphoric, a world of possibilities open to me. I'd hardly had chance to speak to Becky and Paige before this, but now I had, I found them to be fun, friendly and lovely women, and I knew we would be friends for a long time. I felt safe with them too, like they wouldn't hurt me or talk ill of me. And if Randy miraculously managed to find me here in this random bar, the two women along with Charlotte would fight him off till he wouldn't have a fixed bone in his body.
It was knowing that these three were coming out tonight that eased Seth's concerns about me going out at all. Even though we had given the romance a chill and were remaining as friends for now, that didn't stop him worrying about me and caring about my safety. The idea of me going out when Randy was still at large made him say no immediately, and I couldn't blame him for his reaction. But as soon as he heard Renee was going, it seemed to calm his concern a little. The information that Charlotte, Becky and Paige would be joining us seemed to fully confirm that I'd be fine. So he reluctantly let me go, trusting the Divas with my safety.
I trusted them wholeheartedly, especially Charlotte. She'd been my friend for a good while now, and if she trusted Becky and Paige then I did too.
So we enjoyed the atmosphere of the bar, listening to the jukebox in the background, sipping on our cocktails as we gossiped just like girls did and should.
It was about half way through the night when Paige spotted an empty pool table at the other side of the bar and challenged me to a game. Renee was too busy fetching drinks, and Charlotte and Becky were deep in conversation about work stuff, so I immediately took the Brit up on her offer, the two of us wandering over to the empty table.
We wracked up the balls, grabbed our cues and begun our game, Paige taking the first shot. She didn't pot anything so I knew it was my turn. I bent over the table, lining my cue up with the white ball, taking my shot and potting a striped ball. I smiled, happy I had begun the game well, potting one more striped ball before I missed and allowed Paige her go. She potted a colour and missed her next shot so it was my turn once again. My third striped ball went into the pocket, Paige watching me carefully.
"Girl, you are fucking awesome at this," she commented.
"They had a games room in my dorm building at college," I said as I lined up my next shot. "Me and my friends often made good use of it after lectures." I hit the white ball and my fourth shot went in.
"Normally I play Becky at this game and she's bloody awful. I clearly picked the wrong person to challenge," she said, laughing lightly. "Though, the guys behind you seem to be enjoying the show."
"Huh?" I asked, looking at her with a confused frown.
"Look," she said, pointing over my shoulder. I turned my head, seeing two men at the bar, watching our game avidly, muttering between themselves. "They're cute!" she said.
"I suppose," I said awkwardly, turning back to the pool table and lining up my next shot. I wasn't sure if it was the anxiety of the men watching us or whether it was a genuine mistake, but I managed to miss my next move, Paige moving to take her turn. She bent over the table, making extra sure to stick her ass out as much as she could. I looked at her in confusion.
"What?" she asked. "If they wanna watch us, I'm gonna give them a show."
I shook my head in amusement. Paige was a natural flirt, so the very idea that men were watching us meant that she was happy to show off.
I looked over to them, my eyes widening a little as the men got up off their seats and began making their way towards us.
"They're coming over," I whispered to her.
"They are? Awesome," she grinned, standing up straight, smoothing her top down.
"Is it?" I asked, gripping my pool cue so nervously in my hand that my fingers were beginning to go white.
"Of course," she replied. "They are a pair of good looking men, Ellie. I know you went through some major shit with Randy, but a little flirt can serious help boost your confidence. Plus who knows, you might get their number."
She offered me a wink, my body and mind not feeling as confident as hers. Paige knew nothing about my blossoming relationship with Seth, so I couldn't blame her for encouraging me to get out there and speak to other guys. But I'd put off Seth because of what Randy had done to me and the way he'd made me feel. If I wasn't letting Seth in, there was no way I was about to let these strangers in. Sure, they were handsome, tall and extremely good looking, but I wasn't interested in them like that and a wave of nerves and fear hit me as they finally reached us.
They rested against the pool table, both men holding a drink in each of their hands.
"We saw you girls playing over there," one of them began. "And we figured you needed a drink."
"Oh, that's so sweet of you," beamed Paige. "Don't you think, Ellie?"
"Uh, yeah, great," I said softly, moving my weight awkwardly from one foot to the other, wishing the ground would just swallow me up. One of the guys handed Paige a beer, the other coming over to me in order to give me my drink.
"Jeff," he said, offering me a bright white smile.
"Ellie," I said timidly, taking the drink from his hand, my heart thumping wildly in my chest.
Jeff was a lovely looking guy, I had to admit. Mousey brown hair, bright blue eyes, lovely cheek bones and a tall slender body.
Seth's eyes are prettier. So is his hair…
If it was a normal night out, he'd have been quite the catch, but tonight had been one of the scariest and most stressful of my life, so I genuinely wasn't interested in flirting with some guy at a bar. Jeff seemed to think quite the opposite.
"You play well," he said, referring to our pool game. "Do you play often?"
"Erm, not really," I said, nervously placing my hair behind my ear. "Just whenever I got chance back in my college days."
I felt nervous as he leant towards me, his cologne filling my nostrils.
Seth's cologne smells better…
"Maybe we could play a game sometime," he suggested with a cocky smirk. "You could teach me a few tricks."
I swallowed nervously, my mouth feeling a little dry. "Uh, maybe." I took a swig of the beer to avoid conversation.
"Relax, sweetheart," he said, placing a hand on my shoulder, my body instantly stiffening. "You seem nervous."
That pet name doesn't sound the same as when Seth says it…
"Sorry," I said.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna bite… yet." He offered me a wink and a nasty taste entered my mouth, not fully liking his full on approach.
I wished Seth was here. He always kept the danger away, he always kept me safe, and I knew if he was here he certainly wouldn't be letting this man come on to me like this. He'd have fought him off ages ago, coming to my defense and keeping me close.
That's what I loved about Seth, how he always had my best interests at heart. How he never let me down and always managed to come through for me. How he'd risk himself, no matter how big the risk if it helped me in any way. He was so caring, so kind, so loving that he was hands down the most perfect man I'd ever met.
And as Jeff continued to flirt with me, my ears naturally blocking out whatever he was saying to me, my mind had to wonder why I wasn't making the most of Seth. Why was I pushing him away? Why was I keeping such a safe distance?
Seth was of no danger to me. He was my rock, my safety net, the one man on this planet who I knew would never hurt me. After all the shit I had taken from Randy, why was I letting him affect the one relationship I yearned for and craved above any other? I shouldn't let my past be affecting my future, I shouldn't be letting my mind over think things so much. I shouldn't be punishing Seth for what Randy did.
I shouldn't be doing this.
I should be grabbing Seth with both arms. I should be embracing him every second of every day. I should be opening my heart up to him and loving him with every ounce of energy I had.
I was being an idiot, a fool, a worrier who was panicking that Seth could do exactly what Randy had. But he never would. Seth loved me unconditionally, just like I loved him.
I needed him.
I wanted him.
I should be with him.
So I would be.
"Excuse me," I said to Jeff, stopping him mid-sentence, moving away from him. I didn't look back to see his reaction. Instead I rushed over to Charlotte, letting her know I was heading home.
So once I'd bid the girls goodbye, I left the bar, jumped in the nearest cab and headed back to my hotel, needing the car to get me there as quickly as possible.
I jumped out of the cab as soon as it pulled up, rushing into the hotel and getting straight into the elevator, letting it rise to my floor. It finally reached it and I ran out, hurrying to his room as quickly as possible, knocking on his door.
It was almost midnight so I hoped he was still awake.
Even if he wasn't, I was going to knock until he was. I just needed to see him, I needed to tell him I wanted to be with him, I needed to show him that, after everything we'd been through, I loved him unconditionally and always would. A confidence hit me, an optimism filling my mind for the first time in a while.
He answered after the third knock.
He looked tired, his mouth yawning and his hands rubbing his eyes. He was wearing his boxers and a Shield t-shirt so I knew I'd woken him up.
"It's late and…" He suddenly became a little more awake once he saw I was at the door. "Ellie… You're back early, what's wrong?"
His face was filled with concern, his eyes roaming over me to assure I wasn't hurt. But I wasn't. I definitely wasn't.
All I could do was stare at him, looking at his big brown doe eyes, biting my lip as his hair fell over his face, his broad chest heaving with worry, his muscles threatening to burst from his t-shirt.
Christ…
He looked fucking delicious.
A silence fell between us, and even though it lasted for only a few seconds, it felt as if we were stood there for a lifetime.
"Ellie?" he finally asked me one more time before I found I could no longer hold back. I took whatever steps I needed to towards him, crashing my lips to his.
I pushed us back into his hotel room, slamming the door shut behind me. He seemed a little taken aback at first but it didn't take Seth long to respond to my advances, his lips kissing mine eagerly and breathlessly. They moved perfectly in sync as his tongue swept against my bottom lip, my mouth opening to give him access. I may have taken the bold move and initiated this whole thing, but Seth had swiftly taken the lead, my body putty in his hands, willing to do whatever he wished, totally under his command.
We stood in the middle of the living area, my hands all over his body as his tongue entered my mouth, sliding along my own. I grabbed any part of him that I could, his arms, his hands, his t-shirt, his shoulders… his own hand sliding up my back as the other threaded into my hair, pulling me closer. Chills ran up my spine as his hands softly stroked my skin, my need for him growing stronger and stronger as our tongues tangled and our kisses became slower and more sensual. I could feel his excitement pressing against my thigh through his underpants, and I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was.
My hands ran to the waistband of his boxers, sliding under his t-shirt, my fingers running against his rock hard abs, the feel of them making my body want to melt into a gooey puddle on the floor, a light moan leaving my mouth.
He eventually pulled away, his chest heaving in heavy breathes, his clouded and lust-filled eyes looking down at me.
"What's all this f-for…?" he said breathlessly. "What are you…"
"What do you think this is for?" I muttered back, attaching my mouth to his neck, licking, sucking and peppering little kisses along the skin. His head fell back, a throaty moan leaving his mouth, the noise only spurring me on. "I think it's pretty obvious."
Eventually he pulled back, holding me at arms length in order for him to get his thoughts straight and get his breath back. As lust-filled and eager as his eyes were, his face was full of confusion and concern. I couldn't exactly blame him; it was rather random of me to turn up at his room in the middle of the night and practically throw myself at him.
Here he is, even now, looking out for me no matter the situation…
"I don't understand," he said once he'd calmed down enough to speak. "What are you doing here? I thought you were out with the girls."
"I was," I explained. "But the entire time I was out, you were niggling at the back of my mind and I had to see you."
"I don't know what you mean," he said.
"I'm tired of holding back," I said. "I can't do this anymore. No more running, no more hiding. I can't stay away from you, Seth. Please."
"But the Randy stuff…"
"I don't care about that anymore. I am sick and tired of letting him hold me back from what I really want. I'm no longer his, so I need to stop letting him control me."
He looked at me for a few seconds, his gaze so intense that I feared he'd burn a hole right through my skin.
"Is this truly what you want? Because once I start, Ellie, I won't be able to stop. If you give me the green light then I'm never gonna be able to let you go."
I stroked his hair away from his face, running my finger tips lightly across his cheek.
"I want you, Seth. More than anything or anyone on this earth. Make me yours… Please…"
He didn't need telling twice, his lips attaching themselves to mine urgently and needily, kissing me with every ounce of passion his body could muster. It didn't take him long to push my body backwards into his bedroom, my mouth gasping as the back of my legs hit the foot of his bed. I felt him smirk against my lips.
He picked me up, our kiss never breaking and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked me slowly round to the side of his bed. He placed me down carefully, the mattress soft under my skin and crawled up my body as I lay back, my head settling into the pillows. His hands roamed my body, one hand squeezing my left breast above the material of my shirt. I hissed at his unexpected move, Seth taking the opportunity to leave my mouth and kiss down my neck. My eyes fluttered closed as he kissed down to my collarbone, his fingers swiftly unbuttoning my shirt buttons.
I completely let him take the lead here. Even with Randy I'd never been the one to initiate anything. And after everything I'd been through, it was crazy enough that I was actually letting this happen. I definitely didn't have the confidence to be in charge here. Seth had always done that so I was glad to let him do what he wanted.
Once he undid all the buttons, he pulled my shirt open, revealing my bare stomach, my black lacy bra on show. He licked his lips as he took sight in, his eyes hooded and glazed over.
"What? I asked nervously.
"You have no fucking idea how beautiful you look right now," he whispered.
My lips were swollen, my cheeks flushed, my hair spread out across the pillow in every which direction. My breasts rose and fell and I panted, every nerve end in my body dying for him to touch me, taste me, take me in any way he could.
He grabbed the bottom of my shirt, my body quickly lifting itself as he removed it from my body, casting it across his bedroom floor. My bra quickly followed, leaving me bare before the architect. I should have felt nervous and embarrassed, but with how Seth was looking at me right then, my nerves disappeared completely.
He looked hot… aroused… hungry…
"So beautiful," he whispered before lowering his head and attaching his mouth to my left breast. I gasped at the sudden sensation of having his mouth on my skin, his tongue swirling around my nipple. My eyes fluttered closed, my mind committing each movement he made to memory. His free hand held my right breast, his body leaving none of mine uncovered. He lapped at my nipple, my mind going into overdrive, the tightly wound coil in my stomach tightening just a little more. I'd never felt anything like this before, never.
God, I loved him.
I grabbed his face and brought it back up to my own, stripping him of his t-shirt and kissing him with every ounce of passion that my body could muster. His lips fitted mine so perfectly and, as cheesy as it sounded, it was like we were made for each other, like my soul purpose in life had been to meet this wonderful creature. I now knew what it was like to be with someone who loved me and cared for me. I fully understood my connection to him as a soul mate.
My arms wrapped themselves around his neck as his hands lowered and snapped the button of my jeans open. He pecked my lips quickly before pulling them down my legs. I kicked them off, the denim falling to the floor with a thump, my panties swiftly following. I swallowed, realising I was now fully naked in front of this amazing specimen of a man, my natural reaction to move my arms and cover myself up.
His hand quickly grabbed my wrist.
"Don't," he said softly. "I want to see you."
So, with a steady breath, I moved my arms away and showed myself to him, giving him a full view of my naked body, feeling totally vulnerable and exposed in that moment. His eyes and face said everything in that moment, complete adoration swimming in his dark brown orbs.
He kissed at my collarbone first, his lips sweeping down my body, kissing the gap between my breasts, moving to my rib cage, then my stomach before kissing across my pelvic bone. I bit my lip nervously, my need and want growing as he got closer to the place I needed him the most. My legs were squeezed closely together, but Seth soon put a stop to that, placing a hand on each of my thighs and pulling them apart.
The scent of my arousal hit him immediately, his mouth watering at the smell.
"God… you smell amazing," he whispered. "Let's see if you taste just as good."
"Seth- Oh god…!"
I barely had time to respond, his mouth diving right in, his tongue lapping hungrily at my clit, stroking it and nipping at it like his life depended on it. I threw my head back, my hands gripping tightly at the bed-sheets below me. My god, the wonders this man could work with this mouth! I should have known how good he'd be from the way he kissed and assaulted my mouth. But nothing could prepare me for the way he was making me feel now. His tongue moved in all directions, allowing my climax to build at a slow and teasing pace. The man knew exactly what he was doing, his lips moving to suck my clit, the sensation causing my back to arch and a guttural moan to leave my mouth.
He moaned against me, the noise causing delicious vibrations to flood my pussy, his hand moving in order to allow him to insert two fingers. I gave way to him immediately and he easily slid in, my climax building higher and higher.
"So close…" I practically cried, the coil in my stomach dying to burst. "Seth... please..." He thrust his fingers in and out, his tongue working over time, my hands grabbing his hair roughly and I cried out my orgasm, the noise so loud I was surprised the people in the next room didn't hear us. Seth drank up every last drop, not letting any of it go to waste.
I'd barely had time to recover before he climbed up my body, attaching his mouth to mine again. His tongue didn't hesitate, thrusting immediately into my mouth, giving me a sloppy yet sensually arousing kiss, allowing me to taste myself.
"You tasted better than I could possibly imagine," he whispered against my lips. "I could taste you forever…"
"I love you," I breathed as he moved his lips to my neck, kissing me and nibbling me.
He kissed my lips again, my hands quickly removing his underwear. He was completely naked before me, and my god did he look tempting. He was so sexy, so hot, and I was so insanely turned on that I was fit to burst. He was completely erect, my need for him growing more and more the longer I stared at him. I could not have been any more happier or content or excited. This was all so perfect, so memorable, so... us. I knew my pussy was soaked and I knew that I wanted the coil in my stomach to become undone once more. I had never wanted anyone before as much as I wanted him in this moment.
This was what I needed. I needed him… and I needed him to take me.
His eyes connected with mine, love, adoration, and pure lust swimming in his now black and hooded orbs.
"Are… are you sure you want this, love?" he asked me with concern, making sure for one last time that I was ready. "I want your first time with me to be special and romantic and perfect."
I ran my fingers tenderly across his cheeks. "This is special, Seth. And nothing can be more perfect than how we are now. I can't bear to be a single second away from you, anymore. I want you, Seth. Please."
"Ellie," he whispered as he lined his body up with mine, his tip just outside my opening. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this... I want you so much. I need you so badly."
"Then take me," I whispered in his ear. "I'm yours."
So he did.
At the sound of my words, he pushed into me, our two bodies finally connecting after a lifetime of waiting, my heart and soul finally feeling complete. We both groaned at the contact, my body reacting to his instantly, accepting him wholly and loving the feel of him entering me. I cried out and Seth stilled inside me, softly kissing my face and taking in the moment, remembering what it was like.
When I was finally ready, I connected my lips to his, giving him the go-ahead to continue. He started off gently first, allowing my body to get used to his size. He was huge, bigger than Randy was, but he felt so good. He pulled almost all the way out before gently pushing in again, the pain of his size lessening more and more each time he entered me, until I could no longer feel it. All I could feel was absolute pleasure and utter love.
I wrapped my arms around his body, pulling him closer, allowing him to push in deeper, our moans getting louder. He pulled his lips from mine, words leaving his mouth with each and every thrust he took…
"I love you, so much…"
"How have I not had you for this long…?"
"I'm nothing without you, love. I need you…"
"So beautiful, so perfect…"
"Never letting you go again…"
"My Ellie…"
With each thrust, our breathing got heavier and the coil wound even tighter. I could feel the pressure building in my stomach, dying to be let loose.
"Seth, more…" I gasped. He grabbed my leg and latched it around his hip, opening me up more and allowing him to go deeper. This worked perfectly, our moans and cries becoming louder and louder. My breathing became laboured the more we moved, the goose-bumps on my skin making me feel alive. Why had I waited this long to be this intimate with him? Why had I let Randy stop me from being with this man sooner? Never again. I'd practically live in this bed if it meant Seth and I would never part again. He was mine forever now, and I was his, and no one would stop this. Not Randy, not the WWE, not anyone.
His thrusts became rougher and I knew he was almost at breaking point. But I wanted our first time to be special. I wanted us to come together. I was ready and so was he.
"Come with me, Seth… please."
"So close," he groaned with each push. "So good. So tight."
"Seth, please... I'm coming..."
"Ellie!"
With one last thrust, the coil burst, my voice crying out as my orgasm hit me. I felt Seth spill into me as he cried too, his movements slowing until we were both spent. Seth's body collapsed onto me as his head fell onto my chest, my arms wrapping lovingly around him and stroking his hair. We were silent and still for a while as we both struggled to catch our breaths. He kissed the top of my breast before kissing the side of my throat, nuzzling his face into my neck.
"I love you, so much," he whispered.
I rested my head on top of his. "I love you too," I replied.
And I did… I honestly and truly did.
Sorry for my awful attempt at smut. I have no confidence in my ability to write mature scenes, so I hope it was okay.
Again, a huge thanks to Lilygirl95, takerschick, Tantoune, LatinaWWEFan, Debwood-1999, beautifultragedyxxx, SethRollinsGirl, Seth Rollins babe, SUKY87, XXbrinkofinsanityxx, BeckyLynch'sTheme, Kina and MsConCon for their lovely reviews
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