A/N: Much better response and I'm glad people liked the lemon. I'm not the best at them, but I think I've gotten a little better.
"What do you mean this is real?" AJ's voice was low and dark. She wanted to tear Daniel's head off and feed it to the wolves. Curiously wondering if wolves eat goats as she waited for an answer.
"This is real, April. With the storyline I thought we had made a connection-"
"Daniel, just stop right there. You have a girlfriend, remember? Brie? Has a sister that looks just like her! I know she's been off and doing other things since she left the company, but seriously?!" AJ questioned giving him a frustrated gaze.
"We broke up. We've been fighting a lot so it was going to happen sooner or later." He sighed looking away.
"So your rebound involves you proposing to me!" AJ let out a groan throwing her head in her hands. She wanted to cry...or spend time with Punk, which ever helped her get this whole thing out of her mind.
"No, this is real. I love you, AJ." He urged stepping closer.
"Daniel, I can't marry you." AJ stated plainly.
"Well you don't have a choice AJ...You accepted my proposal in front of the WWE Universe. They're expecting us to get married." Daniel said taking her hand thumb played with the ring on her finger.
AJ jaw dropped with shock. She was speechless. She wanted to scream, cry, and kill Daniel all at once. Deciding against all three she stormed off. She needed to talk to someone who was actually sane.
She quickly found the man who she wanted to see. She quickly rushed behind his large frame and tapped his shoulder with her small hand.
John Cena turned around to face her giving her a smile. "Hey AJ. I didn't know about that proposal. You guys seriously are taking this storyline up a level." He praised. His smile faded though when he saw the distressed look on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked setting the dented red briefcase down on the floor.
"John...That proposal that Daniel did...It wasn't really for the storyline! He actually proposed!" She cried. She saw the glint from her hand and cursed herself for still having the jewelry on her finger. She quickly ripped it off and shoved it in John's larger palm. "This stupid ring is real!"
She covered her mouth trying to regain some composure as John looked at the ring. She could feel people looking at them curiously, but she didn't care right now.
"Oh god..." Was all John could say as he looked at the large diamond a top the small silver band. "...But AJ if this is real, then-" John looked to her face and stopped. He could see the pain in her eyes as she forced away the tears. "OK, come here." He pulled her into his arm giving her a gentle squeeze. "Look...Is there anyway to just call it off?" He asked.
"No. The reason Daniel did it on-screen like that was so I couldn't back out. He wanted the WWE Universe to know so they would know." AJ answered resting her head against his chest. She could hear the muffled curse come from John and smiled briefly. She pulled away to look into his blue eyes, "What am I going to do?" She asked.
John released her. Pulling his cap off he ran a hand over his short hair before replacing the cap. "Look AJ...I don't know." He sighed giving a defeated look. He saw her eyes well up again. His own heart broke. "Look, I have something I have to do. But I want you to call Vince. He'll help you out, OK?" She gave him a silent nod.
"Good...Now why don't you go somewhere and calm down. You can call Vince and tell him about it. Then I'll call you later." He said. He waited for another nod of acceptance from her before lifting the briefcase off the floor. He gave a kiss to her forehead and put the ring back in her hand before leaving. Going to get ready for his message.
Punk held his ribs as he made it onto the bus. He had been beaten to hell by Big Show, saved by John Cena, and challenged for his title on Raw 1000 by the Mr. Money in the Bank. It had been more than an eventful show. He slowly made it up the steps. The Championship title on one shoulder and his bag with his things on the other. Still in his ring gear that was covered by a pair of black shorts and his grey sweat jacket.
He was glad Kofi had went out with some of the other superstars. And though he usually went anyway to their drinking parties, just to make sure they got home safety. He was far from the mood of dealing with his drunk friends and the rowdy bar scene.
He went all the way to the back of the bus. Ready to just rest after the grueling match against the giant. But he found a surprise...in the form of a 95 pound diva sitting at the end of his bed. A sullen look on her face as she stared at the ring on her hand.
He wasn't an idiot. He had heard of the engagement that went down while he was still recovering from...his and AJ's ring preparation, to say the least. And even if it didn't sit well with him, but really he had other issues to deal with. No matter how pissed he was about it he really couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"AJ, why are you here?" He asked. Tossing his stuff to the floor. He was tired. He wanted a shower. AJ presence was the last thing he thought he needed.
"Punk..." She looked up at him.
He could see the redness around her large brown eyes. She looked broken. He mind going back to the now near famous scene in the hall right before he declared that he dug 'crazy chicks'. How her eyes had filled with tears and she had started to break down. Just like that time, he was in the palm of her hand once again.
He sat down next to her. "AJ. Shouldn't you be with your fiancee?" He couldn't stop the disdain in his voice as he uttered the dreadful word. It left a bad taste in his mouth.
"Punk, please." AJ turned to him. More tears beginning to form in her eyes.
Her hand going to his face and resting on his cheek. He looked down at her as she gave him a sad smile. His breath quickening and his pulse rising from her look in her eyes.
"Please." She pleaded. Silently asking him to take her again. To take away her pain.
He wished he could have said no. He pushed forward locking their lips together. His hands pulling her in closer. Before it was just pure lust and passion that had made them act as they did earlier in the night. Now AJ was asking him to care for her...Asking if he cared for her. He was gonna prove he did.
Breaking apart for air they were panting already. Punk took her hand removing the damned jewelry from her finger before he continued guiding her off the bed and onto her feet. He stripped himself of his sweat jacket revealing the bare skin of her chest and shoulders. He wanted to groan when he looked at the tap on his wrists and elbow.
He was surprised when AJ took his hand finding the tab of tape. She slowly went around his arm removing the tape for of the covered areas. Once the tape was removed her nibble fingers massaged the skin. He started to wonder who was helping who at this moment.
He put a hand on the back of her neck. Leaning down he brought her into another kiss. She abandoned the massage she had been doing to his muscles. Her arms wrapping around his neck.
He keep his lips against hers as he maneuvered through the cabin. Taking backward steps, AJ moving with him. His back hit to the glass of the shower door. He smirked against her lips. He reached back finding the door handle and opening glass. He took more steps back and into the cubic area. Once they both were inside he reached behind her and shut the door.
They pulled apart. AJ looking around at their new surrounding. Her eyes looking at the knobs to adjust the water. He watched her curiously wondering if he didn't like his idea. Or maybe she was coming to her senses and was going to leave him and never look back.
"I haven't showered yet..." She muttered.
It took a moment for Punk to get her meaning. How, just like him, she had the mix of their fluids between her thighs. He wasn't sure how to respond, but he did know it turned him on. He grabbed the bottom of her shirt quickly pulling it over her head. He pulled her bra off next. Tossing both over the open top of the shower and onto the floor outside.
He paused looking at the tan skin of her body. Her finger hooked into the bottom of shorts and the trunks underneath. She was making it harder to focus. He moved on anyway. He finished stripping both her body and his own.
He pinned her to the wall shielding her. As he turned the water on he could feel cold liquid hit his back. He hissed slightly at the pain it caused on his tense muscles. AJ started distracting him with feathered kisses to his cheek, lips, neck, and chest. Her hands roaming over his body as well.
The water got warmer. Comfortable enough to relax their muscles, but not scald their bodies. His hands pressed to the wall on each side of AJ's body. Leaning forward placing a kiss to her lips. Moving his arms to her waist he pulled her closer against his body and turned to allow the water to hit her skin as well as his own.
She gasped against his mouth at the feel of the water hitting her. His lips twitched to a smirk before they opened to let his tongue escape. Her lips already parted his tongue darted between them seeking out her tongue. When they touch AJ let out a small moan.
Her arms hooked underneath his. Her fingers pulling across his skin. If she had longer nails then he was sure their would be scratches. His hands eagerly cupped her ass. Their bodies skin to skin as the held onto on another beneath the steady current of the steaming shower.
Punk knew he was getting hard. With how AJ moved her body against him it was hard not to. And she had to feel it also with how it was pressing against her abdomen. She grind into him making him groan. Only being fair he moved on of is hands rear. Reaching down further he found his destination between her thighs. He felt a moisture coaxing the area. A wetness that was not related to the water around their bodies.
His fingers began to tease the aroused area making her gasp. Pulling away from his lips. She was looking down at his chest trying to gain control of her body. All hope of that dissipated when one of his roaming finger penetrated her wet core. She leaned against him for support as he explored the inside of the whole with his digit.
Punk turned so he had AJ against the wall again. He knelled down in front of her spreading her legs to get a closer look at her womanhood. His tongue darted out over his lips ring. Then flicking his tongue around the swollen bud of her clit. He smirked as she cried out in pleasure. Her hands gripping his hair.
He began to run his tongue over the area tasting the fluid of her body. He prided himself on his straight-edge nature, but he was becoming addicted to the taste of her body. He became more encouraged as she bucked her hips urging him to continue. Her screams coming out breathless.
She let out a loud scream as she came from his ministrations. He could feel a pain come from his own groin. His body telling him to get rid of the pressure that had come there. He pulled back and went back to his feet. He looked down at AJ's lust filled eyes. She lightly kissed his lips before pulling back. Silently giving him permission to use her body again.
He took one of her legs raising it in the air. Thankful for her flexibility as he put her ankle down on her shoulder. Dipping his hips down to even their height difference as he positioned him at her entrance. Still sensitive from her previous orgasm she came again when he plunged inside her rapidly.
He let her rid out her orgasm feeling how her walls convulsed around his erection. When her muscled calmed he began slowly thrusts. He picked up the pace smoothly. Using one hand to keep her steady on one leg. The other cupping her breast, pinching the harden nipple.
AJ's walls started to tighten around him. She was getting close the her third orgasm. Not wanting this to end just yet he slowed himself.
"Punk..." AJ whined in protest. Wiggling her hips she tried to urge him to return to his fast pace.
"You're gonna come soon April..." He whispered against her ear.
"You are too, Phillip." She smirked at the use of his real name.
Punk could feel his groin tighten. She was right. And the sound of her voice saying his name did not help the matter any. Giving in to both her and his body's request he returned to the previous pace. It was not long before they both came- "Phil!" "April!" Calling out the name of the other.
A/N: A cold shower might be suggested for some at this point and time.
And this chapter isn't short at all.
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