"Oh my god – Cena – look at the strength of John Cena! Good lord – AAAARGH!"
Renee's giggling turned into a small scream as Dean threw her into the air, making her do a 180° spin and fall back-first into the pool. Her voice was drowned out by a loud splash and she briefly joined Dean underneath the water before diving out and wiping the excess moisture out of her eyes. She tried to jump on his back when he emerged above the surface too, but he was faster, turning around quickly and setting her up for a Samoan drop.
"Stop!" she yelled, trying to catch a breath.
"Good god almighty! Good god almighty! He killed her!"
"No – Joooon!" She flapped her arms desperately, but it was of no use. Dean jumped out of the water and submerged her again, nearly landing on top of her. Renee was so annoyed by him that she managed to get out of the water even faster than before, this time succeeding in wrapping her legs around his waist and putting him in a sleeper hold. He chuckled.
"Jetpacking does not count as wrestling."
"This is a sleeper hold!" her voice suggested deep offense. "I could make you pass out right now, you jerk."
"Sure, honey." He suddenly leaned back, which she didn't expect, and sent her into the water for the third time. She managed to pull him under the water with herself, but he didn't seem to mind that a lot, continuing to grin at her when they dived out.
"You're a mean, mean man", she said, narrowing her eyes, but she couldn't stay mad at him for long, especially when he was giving her that playful smile.
"I just like it when you get mad." He pulled her towards himself, pressing their bodies together and cupping her ass with both hands. She immediately felt his hard-on straining against his swim shorts.
"Yeah, I can see that", she said in a low voice, looking straight into his clear blue eyes, already clouded with lust. She gently slicked back his wet hair and shifted her hips a bit, gently rubbing her crotch against his, but when his hands reached over to her bikini top, she slapped them off and got away from him, making sure to make her every move as she was getting out of the pool as provocative as possible.
"Cocktease!" He shouted after her. Renee smirked at him amusedly. He looked like a lost puppy, standing in the middle of the pool and pouting, his head being the only part of his body that wasn't in the water.
"I'm not getting you a beer!" she yelled back, swaying her hips teasingly as she walked towards the house, knowing that his eyes were fixated on her body.
Despite her words, she came back with two bottles, but she stopped in her tracks when she saw him. He was standing on the edge of the hot tub right next to the pool, his back turned to her.
Her eyes narrowed and she slowly put the beers down. He struggled with maintaining his equilibrium, making her realize that she only had a few seconds.
She tiptoed her way to the hot tub, making sure Dean doesn't notice her, and waited for the perfect moment. As soon as he jumped from the edge, she followed with a jump of her own, albeit from the ground, and managed to grab hold of his head with both hands and pull him down while he was flying through the air and falling face-first into the water. "RKO OUTTA NOWHERE!"
"GODDAMN IT NAE–"
Renee was still laughing at his startled tone while underneath the water, accidentally gulping some of it. Both of them jumped out and spat it out at the same time before gasping for air, Renee because of laughing too much and Dean because of the unexpected maneuver he was a victim of.
"I wish I had filmed this", she said, getting out of the pool to grab their beers that she had left by the backdoor.
"Weren't you supposed to be the babyface?" he whined behind her back. "That was a heel move."
Renee chuckled. "Says a guy who AA'd and Samoan dropped me and then tried to get into my panties." When she got back to the pool, Dean was floating on his back and looking at her with a heartbroken look on his face, his hand dramatically placed over his heart.
"You never minded the latter."
With a small smile, Renee lowered herself into the pool and handed Dean the beer. "Correct. But I needed a bit of revenge." She gave him a small peck on the lips. "Now it's all good."
"Yeah… but just so you know, I'm done with teaching you how to wrestle. You're improving fast and I don't like it."