Cena looked around and spotted the champion watching the next match. "What the hell was that?" he bellowed.
The champion turned and looked at Cena. "Who exactly are you yelling at?" she said with authority, looking him directly in the eyes, beneath her ever-present shades.
Cena looked down at his shoes. "I uh, I saw Orton back here and I overreacted. What was he doing back here?"
"I don't know. I guess he was wordlessly telling me that my storyline is changing soon. Why the big reaction?"
"I just saw him and reacted, I guess. Sorry."
"Oh, you reacted, did you?" she stepped closer to him slowly, cupping his crotch with one hand and pulling him closer with the other. "Why don't we head to your locker room, and you can react again?"
Cena picked up the champion and all but ran, leaving Punk to jog behind them, chuckling softly.
Punk gave a long groan as he climaxed moments later in Cena's locker room. Cena would have stopped, but as punk pulled him closer as he breathed deeply, the Champion commanded Cena, 'Don't stop." And Cena did exactly what she said, driving Punk to another brutal climax, making his eyes roll, and as he clenched down on Cena, he climaxed as well. Both looked over to the champion.
"I'm fine. Let's go."
Orton headed back to hunter's office, to see if creative had heard his request. Corporate decided that this was a great idea, and had, of course, accepted the plan. The two would be teaming on smackdown with AJ lee and big e Langston against the entire tons of funk team.
As tons of funk made their usual entrance, tensai stood beside Cameron, and Broadus stood beside Naomi. As a last minute decision, corporate let big e Langston enter with AJ lee, and Orton entered with the Diva's champion. Big e Langston had hugged AJ lee in a friendly way, so as the champion stood on the edge of the ramp, Orton wrapped his tattooed arms around her torso protectively, staying there for a moment before slipping down the ramp as the champion walked along with him. He did something he rarely ever did: showed his feelings.
As the eight superstars stood in the ring, Orton looked at the diva's champion almost all the time, stopping when she looked towards him. He and Big e Langston stepped from the ring as Broadus clay and Sweet t stepped out as well. They stepped back onto the floor, making this a diva's match for the time being. As Orton saw the diva's champion being put in a half crab, he stepped onto the apron and made the hot tag. Big e Langston was up on the apron, and Orton tagged him in. Tensai tagged in Broadus, and the match continued. Orton and his team wound up winning, and as the diva's champion scored the pin, Orton and his team climbed back in the ring to celebrate.
The diva's champion stood from the pin and hugged Orton, who gave a rather wide smirk and hugged her back. Cena and Punk were backstage watching, and Cena was furious.
Once the diva's champion got back to their hotel room for the night, she gave the signal that she allowed them to speak. Any conversation before this could have been overheard by someone else, and she knew that neither wanted their relationship to be public.
Cena paced around the room. "I know it is not my place, but c'mon. he had his hands and eyes all over you. I am not okay with that." He continued to pace, still not looking her in the eye, and intentionally struggling to keep his tone down.
Punk however, was all in her face. He had always been the more vocal one. "How in the hell could you do this to us? Are we not enough for you? Why do you need anyone else besides your boyfriend and your fucking husband, both of whom are devoted as fuck?"
The champion stood still as cena continued to pace. "All orton did was hug me. If he tries something more, I will handle it. My way. If I don't want him, I will be the one to deny him. If you don't like that, then you can sleep on the couch. Both of you." She walked to the back, and after a few moments, Cena sighed and trotted to the bed. Punk sat on the couch with a huff. After a few moments of reflection, he realized it was not as big an issue as he made it seem. He decided to head to the bed as well, slipping in the bed to sandwich the diva's champion in the middle.
When the three awoke, all their drama with orton had been forgotten, or at least pushed to the back burner as both orton and Cena awoke with pained erections. Cena awoke first, then punk, as the champion was fast asleep. She awoke with a jump as Punk had slipped between her thighs and was slicking at her womanhood rapidly. Cena had been stroking himself gently at the sight, and murmured, "you like eating my wife so much, why don't you get in there."