Alicia ran at the champion as soon as she went backstage, screaming and yelling. She was stopped by a surprisingly lithe Rollins, as he put her flexible limbs into a position that stopped her movement, and all she could do was scream as Reigns reached out to guard her with his imposing form, kissing her on the head sweetly. Ambrose kissed her on the head, and the three headed out the door, Rollins stayed behind until the referees could hold Alicia back. He sprinted a slight distance to catch up, and the three headed to their hotel.
Later that night, Cena got off work, ignoring Alicia's grating tone as she fussed at him about his match. He drifted into a dreamless sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Cena awoke the next morning with a painful erection. He groaned, scooting out of the bed, from the languid clutches of Alicia's protective grasp. He plodded to the bathroom, wincing slightly as every movement provided him with a blissful friction. He let his mind wander to thoughts of Alicia, then to thoughts of Darren, then to thoughts of Alicia and Darren. They were so good alone, he could only imagine the possibilities if they were together. He tugged at himself firmly, to no avail. He could almost feel his cock get heavier as he thought of his match with the Champion. He thought of her soft pink tongue lapping at one of his nipples as he tugged gently on the other. A shiver ran down his spine as he sighed. Surprisingly enough, though, when he let his mind wander to what he really wanted, the image that appeared in his vivid mind's eye was not of any sexual position, or even of any nudity. He felt a cold shiver run down his spine, throbbing painfully at what his mind did see. She stood there, in the hotel room alone. Fully clothed. He could sense what was about to happen. His hands fell from around his pulsing erection as his hands reached slowly out. A halted, almost mournful cry passed his lips as he imagined his fingers touching her sunglasses. He longed to see the eyes that had glanced at him and known his every desire. He pulled the sunglasses from her face slowly, oblivious to the unintelligible groans passing his lips as he trembled. They were mere inches from being removed completely, but the Champion held her eyes shut lightly. Her eyelids lifted slowly, and Cena was hit with a wave of pleasure that somehow gave him a moment of speech.
"AA-Ah FF-FUCCK MM-ME?!" he cried, shaking uncontrollably and staring into the depths of the eyes the champion tried so desperately to cover. His own eyes rolled as he was hit with a wave of euphoria, and he came forcefully, he groaned as he reached out gently to clutch her face, sighing in disbelief as another climax steadily took a hold of him. Every expletive phrase he had ever learned passed his lips at a harsh whisper as he was nearly floored by the third. He sighed, feeling the energy rush from him with one long groan. He lowered his hands and opened his eyes.
Cena could feel his knees getting weak at the sight of his climaxes painting the wall. There had never been that much of it before. He panted, tucking himself back into his night shorts, that Alicia affectionately called his pa-jorts. He cleaned the wall and the toilet below it, plodding back to bed with Alicia, who remained asleep, unaware anything had happened.
The same night, Reigns Rollins and Ambrose lay spent in their bed. Reigns awoke from their spontaneous nap with a hard on and a pinch of hunger. He decided to take care of the second one, and leave the first to Seth. He trotted to the kitchen, blissfully unaware that the diva's champion sat on the couch just a few feet away. He ran his fingers through his hair as he opened the refrigerator, peering inside.
The champion looked up from her book to see Reigns in the kitchen with a massive erection. She trembled as she felt her inner walls clamp at the sight. She bit her lip to keep herself from sighing, but did it anyway. Reigns looked over at the champion, who was crossing her legs and pretending she hadn't looked. A cloud of lust passed Roman's eyes as he watched her try to return to her book. Several times Reign's sensitive nose had caught a whiff of her scent, and every time, it had driven Reigns absolutely wild. Although Reigns and Ambrose were both Bisexual, they had remained in a committed relationship with Rollins in spite of it. Reigns caught that familiar scent again, the scent that drove him wild, and groaned. He couldn't resist it anymore. He looked over at the champion, smirking as he noticed her glancing at him over the edge of her book.
Reigns strolled over confidently, bouncing slightly with every step. The book dropped slowly from her hands as she panted in disbelief as she fought to tear her eyes away from him. She only succeeded in sliding her eyes up to his face, and stammering an apology. She shifted slightly, and Reigns murmured, "I see you looking. Want to touch?"
She looked at him in astonishment as he smirked down at her. "What about Rollins and Ambrose?"
"What about them?" he asked cockily.
"If they're ok with it, then of course. You have a good thing with them. Don't ruin it." Her eyes flitted back down, and she shifted again. Reigns clenched his jaw and strolled to the bedroom. He returned moments later with an eager Ambrose.
"I never thought you would want to join in." he said with a grin.
"Of course. Are you kidding me? Having multiple boyfriends has to have its perks." She smirked as she undressed, feeling their eyes on her every move. Reigns stood before her stiff as a board, and she groaned once, glancing at Ambrose before stuffing all of his thick twelve inches down her throat. Reigns tossed his head back and groaned as Ambrose kneeled behind the champion. He explored her folds with a single finger, delighted to find she was so wet she was almost dripping. He lapped at her tight pussy gently, reveling in the moans that came from her and Reigns. After a few moments of this, reigns insisted upon taking her from behind. He made his intentions clear with a creative swirl of the finger, and at his dominant stance, she clenched around Ambrose's tongue.
The Champion groaned, beads of her own wetness rolling down her leg, despite Ambrose's attempt to lap most of it up. Having her mouth around his amazing stiffness would pale in comparison to him ripping her in half. Reigns lined himself up at her drenched entrance, groaning as he felt her inner lips cling to his tip. He dipped in gently, and the champion lowered her head to the floor groaning. It had been so long since she had anyone, and reigns just felt right. Reigns actually smiled for a second, then groaned as he plunged deeper and deeper into her tense walls. She continually clenched and released as she felt her climax building slowly. Ambrose kneeled before her and she gulped down his standing erection as she gagged slightly. Ambrose stared defiantly into Reign's eyes and both sped up. The champion felt as if they were trying to meet in the middle.
The pure lust and joy shining from Reigns was only made more intense by Ambrose's deep stare. Ambrose sighed as the diva's champion made soft wet gurgling sounds in her throat, and as she swallowed around him, he groaned and sped up. Reigns was pounding into her as well, stretching her with a pleasurable pain. She arched her back and swallowed, groaning loudly. Ambrose growled softly, running his fingers lightly over her head as he climaxed quietly. Reigns was still pounding away, swaying his hips. He flipped her back slightly and began thrusting his waist up firmly, so that she was now almost riding him. He growled and climaxed, snarling as he was buried to the hilt in her pulsing heat. Ambrose almost got hard again watching Reigns shoot deep into her. Ambrose pulled her towards his face and lapped up Reigns' climax insistently. The Diva's champion screamed and fell lax as the rest of Reign's climax mingled with her own in Ambrose's mouth.
Ambrose and the champion lay panting, oblivious to the fact that Reigns had cleaned himself up. The Champion and Ambrose lay panting as Ambrose looked at her intensely, pulling her in for a deep kiss. She groaned as she felt him harden against her leg.