I suggest you read this paragraph before reading. This has never ever happened and if it has it was strictly on accident and not intended. I know absolutely none of these people personally. Character Tura is incredibly fictional and is based off of no one actually, maybe the girl of MY dreams. As you can see I'm not a fan of using a WWE superstar/diva's real names in fanfiction so deal with ring names. Some things in the story might not be true about the WWE but fuck it, it's a fanfiction meaning a FAN writes whatever FICTION they want. And if you don't know POV means POINT OF VIEW saying this chapter or part is in that characters point of view. Don't get confused so be aware the POV switches from Tura to Wade back and fourth. I notify who's POV is it anyway. And one last thing is, if you're offended by fowl language and word illustrated sex, DON'T READ! And don't take this seriously at all, it's fun. This is a lengthy chapter, and things get really steamy and I make you read ALOT before it gets tangy! lol I upload chapters randomly. We left off on Tura's thoughts on the angle.
Tura POV
It's the big Friday night. I'm stretching out before I went out there to team up with Sheamus. I put one leg against the wall and hold it there and then I feel a hand on each side of my waist, I smiled.
"Who's this?" I ask thinking it's Kaitlyn.
"Faaaandaaaan-"
I snap out of place and turn around rapidly.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I'm mortified by this semi stranger with his hands on me, I knew who it was but not personally enough for him to touch it. For a matter of fact I didn't know him at all, I just know him for his ring attics.
"Don't you love Fandango?" He laughed using his real voice.
"Who the hell do you think you are, Curtis?" I don't like being interrupted.
"Calm down baby.." He grabs me pulling me close and I tense up uncomfortably. "I think you're cute that's all." He says...what the fuck is with everything thinking this?
"Don't call me baby! I'm not your baby!" I wriggle away from his embrace. This fool has lost his mind.
"Whoa Michelle Pfeiffer, no need to be mean, I'm not Tony Montana!" He smiles and I snub him.
"I have a match to get ready for..." I say, maybe now he'll go somewhere.
"I'm rooting for you baby girl." He says before stepping away from me and walking off.
Fuck! He's a perv asshole, but that was nice of him to say. I had to catch up with Sheamus and he greets me and ask me if I'm ready, I tell him of course I am! I've been ready longer than Spongebob! We're walking down the hall together and Sheamus puts his hand on my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" I'm confused.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" He ask me.
"Well it's according to what the question is."
"Me and Wade aren't really feuding, we're really good friends, you know this right?"
"Well of course I know how to work here ya know." I feel offended and it comes off in my voice.
"I didn't mean any harm." He apologized. "How do you feel about Wade?" He ask and I start to stutter.
"Oh um, he's cool. I don't really know him..." I lie. Oh, I know him more than I should.
"He wants you to meet up with him to practice some segments when you're free." His smile a little wider everything he tells me.
"Oh well, tell him I'll be in the equipment room after work." I tell him. Sheamus smiles as if he wants to say something else but he says okay and we continue walking. I have to wait on him to go out first, Wade and Layla is already in the ring. I hear my music and I knock off all the butterflies to hop out there and run into the ring. I've never ever been in the ring with Layla but we practiced together for about two days. It's finally my turn to go out, Sheamus slaps my hand to the point where it stung for a while. I felt bad doing a running kick on Layla but she knows I love her. I try to ignore Wade but he looks like something was bothering him tonight. I jump up and down after the kick and the crowd cheers me. I can't break down and cry tears of joy now. Eventually it was Sheamus to put a pin of Wade and I had to play the extra happy role again, hopping on Sheamus and him carrying me out the ring. He was tough to hold onto, he was so big that I was half way slid off of him by the time we get to the back of the lower titantron.
"That was so fun!" I say.
"I really like working with ya." He shakes my hand. "You've really improved. I see you as a Divas champ soon." He winks at me before walking away. That was all I needed to hear to be 100% happy, now all I need is my mom here with me. I went straight to the locker room to see my girls before it was that time to cool down. I put on my yoga outfit which is extra tight due the dry cleaning, shit! As long as it withstood my stretching without ripping, everything was fine. I walked into the empty equip room, these building had brighter lights than the previous.
Wade POV
Dammit, I accidentally rip my ring attire putting a loose string. Only fucking me would do this. I walk to the seamstress looking in each open door til I find her, God did she move a lot. I look in a door I wish I shouldn't have. It's Tura all over that jerk Johnny Curtis. Why does this hurt? What the bloody hell is so special about him!? He's a bloody damn buffoon! Fucking Christ, what's wrong with me? She's doing nothing wrong. She's a single girl and I don't blame Fandang-Fuckface for liking her. Did she not like me because of him? My stomach tightens up the more I think about it and picture her and him. I wonder if he slept with her, touched her, touched what's mine! God, she's not mine. Alicia was. I'm going into a fritzy. After I left the seamstress I went to Sheamus.
"Hey mate!" He greets me.
"This is probably the 50th time I've came to you about-"
"Tura?" He finishes my sentence. I hate when people do that!
"Yeah.." I rub my own neck with my hand. "Do me a favor?"
"What's that?"
"Can you talk to her? Ask her if she likes me?" I'm whisper, I'm so pathetic. And he laughs to make me feel worse.
"Are ya a fourteen year old with a crush Barrett?"
"Shut up and just ask her for me okay?"
"Fine, I'll talk to her before we go out there." He accepts me.
"Also, tell her I want to meet her after work..." I tell him and he gives me a suspicious look and accepts that too before I left the room to head out. I dare not tell him a word about who I just saw her with. I'm not much of a gossiper, last time I checked I had a dick and balls not a cunt. I walk out to a mixed roar of the crowd, and Layla comes right after me. I stand in the ring a bit anxious for Tura's entrance. Her music comes on, her theme is what used to be Ashley Massaro's, typical of her. She comes out running and slides into the ring, gets up to hop around for a little bit, what the fuck was her gimmick taken Mickie James old ones when she was here . I can't help but feel a bit betrayed by her. She's smiling at the crowd and glances at me, I sneer at her but I don't mean it or do I? I hear the loud smack when she kicks Layla, holy fuck the girl's got a kick like Michaels! She's bouncing around again and I take a glance at her ass in her attire. These tiny plaid shorts, why isn't she in trouble for them being so revealing? Good god, let's not talk it up. I'll make sure to watch more of her matches, since I couldn't make her mine I could at least stalk her right? Layla tags me in and Tura runs Sheamus to tag him in. The match ends in a few minutes. I get pinned and Tura runs into ring and attacks Sheamus with a big hug and starts to kiss his face. Layla and me play the whole WHY DID YOU LOSE IT FOR US act while Sheamus is carrying Tura off. God he's so sweaty the poor girl is slipping off of him.
I walk up to Sheamus once I get backstage. He puts him hand on my shoulder.
"She says she'll be in the equipment room." He gives me another suspicious look. Pipe down, I just want to talk to her I think but I just thank him and leave for the store and I head to the equipment room. There she is. Same yoga clothing. Same perfect girl.
"Tura?" I call her name and she turns around flashing her dark brown eyes, her hair in a high ponytail.
"Hi!" She says a big smile on her face.
"How are you and your fellow?" I ask. I always ask questions I'm not willing to know the answer too.
"Who?" She looks at me confused. "Are you talking about Sheamus? He's fine I suppose." She says nonchalantly taking a sip from her water bottle with the tattered Batman logo on the front. Did she just fucking say Sheamus? She's dating Sheamus! That backstabbing bastard!
"I thought you were dating Johnny Curtis!" I lose control of my volume.
"What!? Noooo!" She laughs. "Sheamus strictly my partner, and Johnny...he's pretty much nothing to me." What she says is music to my ears.
"But I saw you with him earlier..." I say. Was I not happy with the damn answer she gave me. Now she'll think I'm stalking her!
"Oh god, I was in here and he snuck up on me. He's just a pervert...that was like my first and only encounter with him." She says setting her drink down. Good, she didn't think I was a stalker.
"Were you spying on me?"...fuck!
"No! I was passing and saw you too together, honest." I'm being truthful. "I thought you two were cute." Now I'm lying.
"Oh god, no, never!" She laughs. Her laugh was quirky but cute.
"Guess your still single then.." I put her hands in mine but she pulls them away.
"I am, you're not..." She looks at me like I just pissed her off. I'm sure I just did. I don't know what to say to her.
"Listen, I really like you a lot. You're beautiful, talented and just a overall lovely person. Ever since I first saw you I felt this way..." I don't say everything I feel...
"But you have a-"
"Me and Alicia are over! Done. Finished." I tell her. "You're really such a beautiful beautiful person...I can't stop thinking about you." I say. She looks baffled.
"...thanks." She has so little words, but is this really ALL she says to me? I probably just terrified the fuck out of her. "Can we at least talk after I stretch...I've had enough interruptions for today..."
No! Tura don't start bending in front of me again. I'll look away, that's it. Her back is facing me and I keep my composure until she starts doing the moves I came in on. No! Barrett keep it together! She can't see you get hard over her. No matter my self debate it was happening. I'm going to let my urges take action, please let her agree with me. I just want her so bad! I stand up and walk towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist pressing her backside against me.
"Wade?" She says laying her arms down, she places her hands on my arms and holds them there.
"You need to know how I really feel." I whisper. I begin to kiss along her neck and I feel her body get calmer. Her hands grab mine and places them on her breast, I know she wants it now, I squeeze them in my hands. I gently bite her neck. Fuck, she's grinding her ass against my compressed cock. This all felt so surreal, I couldn't believe I was finally having her. She was mine. She turns around facing me and hops on me to my surprise. She wraps her legs and arms around me, I held her up by her ass. I had to admit I've never had a girl that had such a nice, thick ass. I kiss her lips before moving back to her neck, she smelled just like vanilla perfume.
"Oh Wade.." She moans and I sit her on a tall stack of equipment boxes that stood against the wall. I kiss her hard, this time longer, I slide my tongue in her mouth, I smile out of the kiss. She still has her gum in her mouth, silly girl. She takes it out smiling and puts it somewhere who cares...I go back to kiss her. I start to slide off her crop and she lift her arms, coinciding with what I'm doing. I slide off her bra then her shorts and panties. She rubs her hands through my hair as I take the time to admire her beautiful naked body. I run my hands all over her beautiful frame. Her thighs, to her waist to the sides of her breast. I lick her from her naval to her nipples, tasting her was as imagined. She tasted just as caramel as her skin. She reaches down to unzip my pants, I ease out of them and my underwear too. She reaches down and squeezes my rock stiff cock, I groan out. The friction was needed. I run my fingers against her wet slit and she gasp...I start to finger her and she bites her lips to keep her moans quiet. I grin at her. She pulls my wet finger from her cunt and she puts it in her mouth. She's fucking kinky, this was so hot. I couldn't take this any more, I spread her legs and pushed my cock into her slowly. I groaned out loud feeling her tight warm wet sensation surround me. I slowly began to thrust into her. She has her teeth locked on her bottom lip. This position wasn't going to cut it. I lift her up while keeping the rhythm and I lay her on a lower box, I hover over her chest to chest. Her nails scratched and dug into my back the harder I fucked her. This wasn't even fucking. I was making love to the girl of my dreams. Her moans were so fucking sexy but loud. I loved it, I hope everyone had left the building because I'm sure they would've heard her. I grunted and moaned with her. I felt her tighten up around my cock and I knew she was close to orgasm. It felt surreal being the one to make her come. Hell, I've been with plenty of woman but it felt special to make her come. I felt her thighs tensed up and she moaned out my name in her sex stricken voice as she came. Minutes after her it was my turn, this was the most sexual relief I've had in months. I kissed her lips we lay body to body before I gently slide out of her. She sits up and covers herself almost like she's ashamed. I don't want her to feel this way.
"Your body is gorgeous.." I say to her. She smiles at me but says nothing. Me and her gather up our things and get on clothes. I walk her to her car at about 2.34am. She looks at me smiling.
"I want to see you again tomorrow..." She says. God, I was hoping she'd say that.
