"He wore the damn scarf all day long," Sasha rolled her eyes.
"That's adorable," Beck grinned from across the table. "He's a sweetheart."
"Careful, that's how he lures you in."
"Has he lured you in?"
"No, guess not," Sasha blushed, "it was a nice day."
"Thoughtful o' you. Like a real girlfriend or somethin'."
"Or something," she smirked.
"Oh stop. I thought things were good."
"They are, they are really good, I'm just teasing," she took a sip of her coffee, enjoying the warmth.
"Is he being good to ya?"
She nodded and smiled, "yeah, he is. He's good."
"Treatin' ya right? Bein' faithful?"
Sasha opened her mouth to say yes, but they didn't come at first.
"Yeah…yeah of course."
"You hesitated. Why?"
"I didn't-"
"No, ya did. Why?"
"It's nothing," she shook her head. "I guess I'm just nervous about it. It's stupid."
"It's not stupid."
"He never cheated on me,"
"But if you're nervous 'bout him strayin' then ya nervous."
"It's no big deal. You're right, he's been good to me."
"Okay. As long as you trust him." She paused for a moment before eyeing Sasha, "How good?" Becky smirked and Sasha laughed, blushing.
"How'd I know we'd end up here?"
"C'mon spill!"
"He's very good. A little on the needy side," she chuckled, "but for all the ego fluffing he's actually…really attentive."
"Oh yeah? Gotta make him feel like a sex god?"
"Stop!" she was blushing heavily, "he likes to hear his name."
"Such a man."
"Seriously," she laughed, "but he earns it."
"Good man. Glad one of us is gettin' some."
"What happened to the drummer?"
Becky shrugged, and took a swig of her tea, "what always happens? I'm on the road constantly, or trainin', or thinkin' 'bout wrestlin'. He just doesn' get it. Not his fault."
"Yeah I feel that."
"Ya lucky to have found someone in the bis. And he's good in bed? Jackpot."
"I did not say he was good in bed!"
"Ya face said it all."
"Yeah alright, it's nice to have him around like that."
"I'm still holdin' out for one."
"Maybe you shouldn't."
"Shouldn't what?"
"Hold out," Sasha shrugged, "for Finn."
"Why does everyone think-"
"Bex, c'mon. It's not a secret."
"Alright, so I thought maybe with him comin' up to main that maybe things would start happenin' but we got put on separate brands and y'know… can never get the timin' right."
"I don't like seeing you wait around for someone who's not gonna be there."
Becky sighed, "thanks," she said ever so bitterly. "I'll be fine."
"Alright."
"Hey speak of the devil," Becky nodded to behind Sasha as Seth walked up.
"Ladies. Hi," he kissed Sasha lightly on the lips before sitting down in the empty chair.
"Good to see you, Bex."
"You too, Seth. I hear more about ya than I hear from ya these days."
"Sasha's a little braggy," he winked at her.
Becky took it as a challenge, leaning back in her chair, smirking. "Yeah she says you're a right sex god."
"What?" he blushed and tried to keep his cool.
"She's fucking with you."
"Alright," he bit his lip, "we should get ready for Axxess."
"Yeah, I'll see you at the arena, Bex."
"Bye you two."
Sasha followed him to the elevator, noticing that he was oddly quiet.
"How was your run?"
"Good, long."
"That's good," she glanced at him from the side of her eye as they rode the elevator up. He opened the door of the hotel and tried again. "You alright?"
The door shut behind them and he pushed her up against it. She gasped as his face came close to hers.
"Did you really say I was a sex god?" he smirked, running his lips over hers.
Her hands grasped at his hair as she panted, "is it gonna get me something?"
"Are you willing to lie to get it?" he nipped at her neck.
"Oh most definitely," she murmured.
"I guess it must be true then, huh?" he licked his lips before hoisting her up. "Good call on the skirt, Banks."
"Shut up and kiss me," she tugged his shorts and boxer briefs down roughly as his lips met hers.
He thrust into her and she let out a moan, loud and thick. There was no point in being coy, they really had to get going. She held on tightly around his neck, her legs clinging to his body as he pounded in and out, not wasting any time either.
"Oh fuck!" He groaned, "fuck, Sasha, baby-" he was breathless within a few moments of his body against hers.
"C'mon…" she whispered in his ear. "Gimme it."
He paused, "I'm sorry is this not hard enough for you?"
"No not really," she smirked at pecked his lips. "I don't have all day."
"You asked for it," he grinned before pushing in hard and rough, in and out, until she started to lose control. "That's right, that's it, c'mon."
"Seth!"
"Sorry, I don't think the neighbors heard you," he teased, panting through it as he picked up his pace.
"Oh Seth," she moaned, leaning her head against the hard door.
"Louder," he growled, ramming in as hard as he dared.
She clutched his hair tightly, as she let out a huge, rolling moan as it washed over her.
"Oh god Seth!" she practically screamed.
With that, he lost it too, collapsing into her.
"Fuck yes baby," he groaned before letting out a chuckle and helping her down.
"That was unexpected."
"I love you," he said, kissing her tenderly.
"I love you too," she put a finger to his lips as he tried to lean in again. "But you gotta get in the shower like, two minutes ago."
"So worth it," he grinned, kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his shorts.
"Nice look, Whinny the Poo," she smirked as she detangled her curling iron.
He looked down at his naked bottom half and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving it nonchalantly on the bed. Raising an eyebrow, he watched her eyes graze him.
"Better?"
She bit her lip, feeling her stomach flip with desire.
"Get in the shower."
"You joining me?"
"No, now go!"
XXX
Seth sat down between Bayley and Sami at the Axxess signing. The three of them had been put together at a table as a few of the fan favorites.
"Hey how's it going?" she asked, smiling as always.
"It is fantastic, thanks Bayley. How's your day? You look nice."
She laughed, "you alright there Seth?"
"Yeah, of course. Just having a really good day." He smiled at her.
"Hey Seth," Sami said, "I think my room's next to yours."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah it seems so," he laughed, "hey man, no judgment, glad you're having a good Mania week."
"How much do you hear?"
"Uh, I really don't mean to be crude but, uh when she's screaming?" Sami blushed a little, "I promise I don't have my ear to the wall."
"We'll try to keep it down."
"Hey enjoy yourselves, it's not my business."
"Don't be so smug, Sami," Bayley smiled at him, "I saw you escaping last night with a certain blonde."
"Wait which one?" Seth asked, "That doesn't narrow it down."
"It was Summer," he said, "And it wasn't like that."
"It wasn't?"
Sami blushed, "it wasn't supposed to be like that."
"Whoa look at you!"
"It's not a big deal."
"That's a pretty big deal. Summer's a babe."
"Um excuse me," Bayley nudged him "I'm right here."
"I'm allowed to look at other women, Bayely, we're adults."
"Well keep your wandering eye in check."
"It's in check, it's in check." He glanced over at Sami, "How was it?"
"I am not answering that!"
XXX
Wednesday night, the NXT Champion Panel was scheduled, and Seth smiled at Sasha as he took the chair next to her.
"Hey, how was your day?" she asked, fixing her hair in a hand mirror.
"It was really good. Did I tell you how much I like that skirt?"
She rolled her eyes and smoothed out the white circle skirt. "I got the idea."
"Ha ha ha. Hey, can you help me with my shoulder tonight? I tweaked it on Monday and it's been bugging me all day."
"Sure," she smirked, "but you owe me dinner after this."
"Anything you want."
"McCalister's?"
"The dive bar from NXT?"
"Yeah, same one."
"Why would you want that?"
"Great disco fries."
"Oof alright I guess."
Hunter walked up in his suit and nodded to the two of them before pausing.
"Is that your seat?" he asked Seth.
"Uh I'm sitting in it so…"
"Don't be smart, they were labeled."
Seth scooted up pulled the piece of paper from the back of his seat "Finn Balor, hmpf." He craned his neck to find the seat with his name on it and swiftly switched the two pieces of paper. "Problem solved."
Hunter laughed and rolled his eyes, "very professional."
"H, you kind of wrote the book on company dating," Sasha pointed out.
"I mastered it," he said, sitting down in his own chair. "Including turning it off when I need to."
"It's off, it's off."
Finn, Charlotte, Paige and Kevin joined them and people started to pour into the ballroom of the hotel they were using. Corey sat down in the moderator chair and started the panel, talking about how far former NXT champions have gone. Between them, they had 13 title reigns on the WWE main roster. It was a great panel, talking about their old NXT days, the trainers down there, how the program has changed and how it prepared them for the future. Corey turned it over to the audience for questions. It was the usual, what's it like to be a champion, who was your idol growing up, what would you do if you weren't a wrestler, ect. One kid stood and identified himself from some low-level wrestling blog.
"Everyone's press these days huh?" Seth smirked.
"Well my question's for you Seth, and yeah, as the press it's my job to get the story."
"Alright," he laughed, "let's hear it."
"Our site was sent a photo yesterday of you at Wizarding World right here in Orlando,"
"Yeah and it was great, everyone, seriously, go."
"So my question is, are you dating Sasha Banks?"
Seth's stomach dropped and there was a shocked silence for a second.
"This isn't a press conference," Hunter reminded him, gruffly, "let's keep it on-topic."
"It's okay," Seth said quickly, taking a side-glance at Sasha and biting his lip. "Yeah, I am. What's it to you?"
A murmur of chatter came over the crowd. Sasha didn't say anything as he looked back over at her nervously.
"Thanks Seth!" the kid sat down and Corey tried to redirect the conversation to keep things away from their personal lives.
When it was all said and done, Hunter gave him a long look but didn't push the issue when Seth shrugged. She was taking off her mic and Seth leaned in to speak in a low tone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do."
She looked up at him and shook her head, "it was the right call, I mean, if they have a photo."
"How long do you think I had my arm around you yesterday?"
"Like a minute? Long enough I guess."
"Yeah I guess," he sighed, "Well if we're out there...let me make a call, get you put next to me for Hall of Fame."
She paused for a moment and bit her lip. "Okay."
XXX
Seth's day was a mess on Saturday. He had to get his workout in early, leaving Sasha murmuring a goodbye from her pillow. Then he was in and out of Hall of Fame rehearsals all day, inducting John Stewart into the celebrity wing. That was pretty cool, he had to admit, spending all day with a guy like that and hearing about his disabled animal farm. Okay, those stories weren't as cool as talking about what it was like to run the Daily Show for so many years, but he didn't mind. Less exciting was having to change into his suit backstage and let one of the hair stylists put an ungodly amount of gel in his hair to keep it from frizzing in a low bun. By showtime, he was exhausted, talking to John and Nikki in the row ahead of him.
But he saw her, and it all melted away. The gown floated over her body in a long, emerald green column that almost had you forgetting how short she was. Her deep purple hair was pulled into a mass of curls that cascaded down her back. She caught his eye and gave him that smile that made his heart stop for a minute.
"Hi guys," she said cheerfully as she approached them, "Nikki you look beautiful,"
"Aw you too," the pair hugged before Sasha moved to John.
"What, none for me?" he teased, sneaking an arm around her waist.
"You'll mess up my lipstick."
"Fair," he laughed.
"I'm so happy for you guys," Nikki said, "life is so much easier when you're just out there with it."
"Yeah," John agreed, "hiding just destroys relationships."
"Thanks, we're happy," he looked down and Sasha and grinned. "Though I miss the sneaking around a little bit."
She rolled her eyes and laughed.
They took their seats and sat through four hours of the presentation. His induction of John Stewart went well, but it zapped his energy. When he got back to Sasha, he wondered if anyone would notice if he fell asleep on her shoulder right now. He tried to act engaged, but when everyone started to move to go to the after party, he was just ready for bed.
"Do we have to go to this thing?" he whimpered in her ear, hoping to puppy dog eye his way out of it.
"Yeah, of course we do," she looked at him and sighed, "we don't have to stay long."
"I'm beat," he pouted, leaning in close to her ear to whisper. "Think I can only manage one, this party or sex?"
She pulled away, "we have to make an appearance."
He groaned but followed her as she caught up to the other girls and they walked across to the hotel. Seth grabbed two flutes of champagne as they entered the ballroom, handing one to her.
"Cheer up, it's a party," she told him.
"I'll cheer up when I'm drunk," he knocked back the champagne.
"You're just grumpy that I picked this over a night with you."
"Damn right," he teased.
"This is our job. One hour."
"15 minutes."
"You're kidding."
"Yeah okay, 30?"
"45."
"37."
"You're a child," she rolled her eyes and started to walk off to mingle with everyone they needed to see, but he caught her waist.
"Hey, I'm just giving you a hard time," he pulled her in and placed his glass down, offering her his hand. She took it and let him position hers on his shoulder, swaying to the music.
Not far from them, Nikki and John were laughing as they danced, and she sent Seth a small smile. He pressed his lips to the top of Sasha's head and felt as she snuggled into his chest.
"You know Sash,"
"What?" she smiled up at him.
"This things suuuck."
"Yes I know," she laughed, rolling her eyes.
"But they suck a lot less when I'm with you."