When end this story is over, I've been thinking about going back and doing a Ravyn/Corey NXT prequel. Would anyone be interested in that? Anyways, Thanks for reading!
"Sorry I disappeared last night," Ravyn says to Tyler and Dango as they walk down the hallway in the catacombs of the arena before Smackdown Live.
"So are you leaving us for good?" Dango asks.
She nods sadly, "After tonight's show I think I'll be traveling with AJ full time."
"Man, this sucks," Tyler huffs. "We were having so much fun."
"It's not like we'll never see each other again," Ravyn almost laughs. "We're still on the same show. We live ten minutes away from each other."
"Yeah but," Tyler pouts. "We won't get to be on TV together. And you won't be here to remind me to remind Dango to remember his gear when he inevitably loses it at every show. And you won't be here to navigate when he falls asleep."
"I'm not sleeping," Dango jumps in. "I'm just resting my eyes."
"Right," Ravyn and Tyler roll their eyes in unison.
"You guys will be too busy winning the tag titles to even have time to miss me," Ravyn assures them. "Fashion Police is going to take off and be the biggest thing of the year. Mark my word!" The three of them double check the card, meet with their opponents and then try to relax before the show begins.
Breezango opens the show with Ravyn at their side in a tag match against the Usos. Ravyn cheers on the boys from ringside. Dango tags Tyler in to help him double team Jey Uso. Ravyn stalks the ring apron looking bored, paying more attention to her shining title belt than the match itself. After taking a beating from the twins Tyler gets tagged out blindly. Dango steps between the ropes guns blazing as he goes for Jey. Tyler gets tossed to the outside at Ravyn's feet. She looks down at him smugly. He reaches up to her, begging for her assistance to help him stand. She takes his arm and slowly assists him back to his feet. Dango looks over to check on him just as Ravyn kicks Tyler in the gut and drives him to the floor with her double arm DDT finishing maneuver.
Dango rushes to the ropes, demanding to know what she thinks she's doing he starts to come through to the outside when Jey rolls him up to get the victory. Ravyn backs away from Tyler's downed figure slowly. A sinister smirk on her face signifying her heel turn. She drags a finger along the top of the belt around her waist before stepping through the curtain. .
Three days later Ravyn and AJ board a flight from Orlando to Philadelphia. The quick trip leaves them sore from being jostled around by some unexpected turbulence. She follows AJ to baggage claim and then to the rental car window. She assumes that the funny looks from the rental car agent are from seeing her and AJ together. She rolls her eyes and expects to see a tweet about it later. AJ finishes up the paperwork and leads them to their car.
Ravyn sinks into the soft passenger seat of the premium rental AJ reserved. She shoots him a grateful look as he starts up the car and gets them on the road to the arena for that evenings house show. Ravyn's phone rings just after they hit the highway. She smirks when she sees that it's Tyler.
"Hey Ty," she answers. "Miss me already?"
"Well, I mean, of course I do," he laughs nervously. "But that's not why I'm calling."
Her tone turns more serious, "What's up?"
"You... Haven't been on the Internet since you touched down have you?" Tyler sighs.
"Just got into our rental, straight from the plane," she confirms. "We're maybe twenty minutes from the arena. What's going on?"
"So, Corey is claiming that he got hacked," he pauses. "But there's a video... Of you... Of you guys..."
She knows immediately what he's implying. But she's not sure just how bad it will be. Her and Corey had made a lot of videos. Their sex lives had been filled with lust, passion and kink. So to her, the possibilities of what had actually been leaked seem endless.
"Awesome," she sighs sarcastically.
"I just thought you should hear it from a friend," Tyler concludes.
"I appreciate it," she admits. "We'll be there soon. Thanks for doing damage control."
"Well with JJ in Mexico, I'm here if you need me," he tells her.
She smiles, even though he can't see it, "Thanks dude." Tapping the end call button she looks over AJ and lets out a frustrated and embarrassed sigh.
"Everything ok?" He asks cautiously.
"Not really," she admits bluntly as she tries to process everything Tyler just told her. "Apparently there's a video..." She has to pause so she can choose her words carefully. "A private, leaked video, of Corey and I from when we were together."
AJ is quiet, making Ravyn nervous. "How bad is it?" He finally asks.
"I don't know," now it's her turn to be silent for a moment. "Corey was really into making movies, so it could be pretty bad. I haven't looked it up yet."
"You probably should. So we know what we're dealing with," he advises. "Do you think he leaked this or was it a legit hacking situation?"
"I'd like to think that he wouldn't put all that out there," she attempts to reason. "But I wouldn't put anything past him at this point."
They ride in silence for the next few minutes while AJ drives them to the arena. Ravyn doesn't have to look hard to find the video in question. Hesitant to watch it she waits until AJ guides the car in the underground lot attached to the arena.
"You're scared to watch it," AJ guesses as he puts the car into park. "Do you want me to let you watch it alone?"
She shakes her head, "Please, don't go."
He leans across the center console and kisses her head. A strong, but gentle hand on her thigh for reassurance and she gets up the nerve to hit play.
The video opens with a shot from the headboard of Corey's bed looking towards the foot. Corey is laying down shirtless with the camera just behind his head. Ravyn standing near the foot of the bed in a short plain skirt and a low cut T-shirt. He lifts a hand up and motions for her to come to him with a beckoning finger. She crawls up over him and straddles his lap. His hands reach out for her, gripping her waist. Her eyes locked on his, he lifts the hem of her shirt. He instructs her to take it off slowly. She follows his commands with a sultry stare. The shirt gets tossed to the side as it comes off over her head.
Corey's fingers explore her exposed flesh greedily. He tells her to shrug off the straps of her bra and she obliges. His hands grope her, getting rougher with his growing arousal. He yanks the rest of her bra down, exposing her breasts to him. He fondles her chest, pinching a nipple sending shockwaves through her body. He reaches a hand up to cup her face, letting a lingering thumb caress her cheek. His next motion is to grab her by the back of the neck and drag her body down on top of his violently. Their mouths crash together in a steamy make out session before the clip ends.
Ravyn lets out a huge sigh, mostly relieved, but still nervous to see AJ's reaction. "That could have been a lot worse," she admits.
"Yeah, that wasn't bad at all," AJ reassures her. "And you looked gorgeous, no one can deny that."
A grateful, happy, yet still embarrassed smile overcomes her, "You're too good for me."
He kisses her again then opens the car door. He grabs their bags from the trunk and leads them through the security checkpoint. As they round a corner they see Mark Carrano standing around looking impatient. "Thank god you're here," he says exasperated. "Come with me, we've got a lot to go over."
She nods a quick goodbye to AJ before following Carrano down a hallway to a conference room teaming with lawyers. She sits for a few hours answering questions while the legal team tries to put the proverbial fire out before it really gets going. She leaves the room feeling dejected and mentally exhausted. With the video making waves across the Internet the creative team decides to keep her off of tonight's show. She gets changed and heads to the ring to at least get in a workout before the show begins. Tyler and Dango are already there working out with The Usos for their match later. She rolls in and joins them, happy to have a few minutes not to think about the Internet and stupid Corey Graves.
She's feeling relieved as she walks back up the aisle with Tyler and Dango. Neither one had said a word about her situation, and she was grateful for that. The moment she sees AJ standing at the top of the aisle though, her stomach drops. The look on his face tells her that he does not have good news. Luckily he comes right out with it when they reach him, sparing her the anxiety of trying to figure it out herself.
"So, there's more videos."