The champion tried to keep her expression neutral. She reached behind her neck as if she were scratching her head awkwardly. She kneeled with him, "I hope you didn't waste money on the ring already." His face fell and the crowd booed her. "Because I am already yours." She appeared to scratch her neck again. "I have been yours for longer than either of us wanted to admit" She held Cena's hand to her heart, and he could feel the tags resting beneath her shirt. "Every waking moment, every sleeping moment, every moment of uncertainty. Yes, I will marry you. I need to be by your side for the rest of my life. I don't care if it is corny. It Feels right." The two embraced in the center of the ring as the paper lanterns and joyous cheers filled the air.
The two held hands and walked out of the arena, all smiles as the fans filed out of the arena and the last fading light of the lanterns vanished into the night air. They headed to their hotel room quickly, slamming the door, grinning as they saw Punk lying on the bed with his hand on his hip. "Draw me like one of your French girls" he quipped, posing dramatically. "Aah, the newly- engagers. Come now, let's celebrate this momentous occasion. "
The champion and Cena whipped off their clothes, and Punk noticed she was wearing the tags. "When did that happen?" he asked. "A while ago." Was Cena's answer. "But how lon-Oh, Fuck me" he groaned as Cena gulped him down in one smooth motion. The champion straddled his waist and kissed him tenderly. Cena pulled Punk from his mouth with a faint pop. "As you wish." Cena smirked. Cena began prepping Punk and kissing his wife-to-be, and before long, was moaning into her mouth, pounding Punk as she rode Punk's growing erection. Soon she was sandwiched between the two, bucking her hips into them both.
Punk made deep groaning sounds in the back of his throat as he vibrated in arousal. His breaths came in short, choppy bursts, and his pleas to Cena to fuck him harder changed to unintelligible blubbering. They rode him rapidly until Punk groaned and climaxed roughly, letting out a deep sigh. The diva's champion sighed at the sensation of Punk's climax rushing into her, and as she pulled herself from Punk's quivering form, she watched with anticipation as Cena struggled not to climax as he remained buried in punk's clenching walls.
The champion slipped behind Cena, spreading his ample ass and lapping rapidly at his entrance. This sent him over the edge, sighing and groaning as he contracted quickly. He roared as he climaxed roughly, falling to the bed next to Punk.
Cena and the champion were married soon after their engagement, and as the two had decided to spend the night away from Punk for their honeymoon. Cena was already hard as stone in his tuxedo, and before his new bride removed her clothing; she asked him, "What do you want?"
He looked down at her with nothing but love in his eyes. "I want to see your eyes." His tone became a mixture of hopefulness and desperation. She looked away, her expression darkened with disappointment.
"Please."
He held her face gently, and she guided them both wordlessly to their knees as she lifted his hands to her eyes. He reached out and pulled the shades slowly from her eyes.
Her eyelashes were a stark shade of white instead of black. She slowly lifted her lashes to reveal her eyes were entirely black, with red irises flashing as she mistook his silence for disappointment. She looked down in defeat, and Cena lifted her face to his in a soft kiss. Her unshadowed eyes roved his body, and the two raced to the bedroom, undressing hurriedly. Soon Cena was stripped to his underwear, wearing his harness and fingering the center ring. She took the harness off and removed her tags. Cena took off his boxers and lay between her legs. She ground her hips against him gently, biting her lower lip as she ran her fingers up and down his back.
Cena could wait no longer, placing himself at her tight entrance, sighing. He let his eyes wander over her nude frame, and plunging in deeply. Her eyed rolled and closed as Cena began to thrust deeper and deeper. His skin was flooded with a tingling sensation as he thrusted firmly and groaned. "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah." He panted. His pupils dilated and he groaned, 'I'm- gonna- come- fuck-yes- oh"
The champion pulled him deeper with her thighs, then pulled their faces closer and looked Cena directly in the eyes. He came instantly, feeling himself climaxing roughly, stopping when she looked away, and then starting again when she looked into his eyes. She stared intensely at him as he groaned and convulsed, Groaning higher and higher, until he collapsed on top of her, quivering, and still hard within her, as his climaxes leaked from her walls to the bed below them. He took a moment to catch his breath, and then kissed her tenderly. They avoided eye contact, and Cena said, "As much as I don't like it, when we're alone, you can call me by my real name."
"What is it?"
"I thought you knew."
"Well, I don't. What is it?"
"It's-"
AN: what do you think is Cena's real name? Leave your guess in the reviews, along with what the winner should get for guessing correctly! Reviews are love!