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Timeline - June 29th 2012
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After an astounding win on SmackDown, Tyson Kidd was essentially the hot commodity amongst the wrestlers and Divas backstage, for the time being at least. So many people had nearly thrown themselves at him within the past hour once the SmackDown tapings were finished. Vickie, Dolph, Alicia, Cody, Kaitlyn…even Ryback threw in a flirtatious offer towards the Canadian, and Ryback never usually was so playful towards a fellow wrestler.
Tyson was just glad he was actually receiving attention now. He wasn't an attention seeker in the slightest, but the attention that the Hart Dungeon graduate received in the last year was near a minimal level.
There was nothing that the Canadian wrestler wanted than to tell any wrestler that had been particularly close to him about the amount of attention he received. There were around six wrestlers that Tyson particularly was close to: Natalya, Justin, Naomi, Cameron, Trent and even Christian.
He wasn't sure who to go to, but he was sure he'd figure out via a process of elimination.
Natalya was spending the night with Beth, so she was out of the question. Chances are, the Anvilette was more than likely having sex with the Glamazon. Yes Tyson was okay with Natalya having sex with other people, since she allowed him the same. He would have sex with Justin and Naomi while Natalya would have sex with Beth and Christian whenever the two decided to feel that their own sex lives had gotten just a tad stale. It kept their ten year plus relationship strong anyway, so it something had to be good about it.
Speaking of Christian, the fellow Canadian had told Tyson before the SmackDown tapings that he'd be going off to a meeting once he had done his part for SmackDown. Christian was also out of the question.
Justin was probably feeling severely upset after getting squashed by Tensai. No-one liked getting squashed by Tensai. It was probably one of the roughest and most painful experiences that Tensai's victim would have ever had to deal with.
Trent was injured. Enough said there.
That left Naomi and Cameron, who thankfully were at the same arena in Evansville, Indiana since the two Funkettes were supporting Brodus for his match on Superstars against Drew McIntyre.
Now Tyson knew what he had to do; he knew he had to search for Brodus Clay's Funkadactyls in order to gain a conversation from someone who had been particularly close to Tyson.
The final graduate of the Hart Dungeon had searched throughout quite a few locker rooms before ending up finding the locker room that had belonged to Brodus Clay. Tyson was sure Naomi and Cameron would be in there since they both were extremely close to Brodus both on and off the screen.
The Canadian knocked on the door, anticipating who would answer it.
"It ain't locked girl. Ya'll can come in." Came a feminine voice from the room. Tyson quickly managed to identify that as Naomi's voice.
With that, Tyson opened the door to see that Naomi was sitting on a locker room bench all on her own. Kidd couldn't help but wonder where Brodus and Cameron were, and why Naomi would be left out…but the former NXT rookie could already tell that Tyson had curiosity wrapped around his mind and she was more than eager to answer any questions she feel he may have for her.
"Hey Tyson. Before ya'll ask, I'm doing okay. Cameron ain't here because she said she's feeling a little sick and Brodus said he'd take her to the hotel. I feel so bad for Cameron ya'll; she had to do Superstars even when she felt like she was gonna throw up on some little kid." Naomi said. She gave a faint smile at the way Tyson was slightly giggling at what she said.
"I don't wanna sound rude or anything like that Tyson, but why did ya'll come to Brodus' dressing room?"
"Honestly? For you and Cameron. I needed to talk to someone I felt really close to, and I really get along with you two…but I guess since Cameron ain't here, maybe I could come back another time."
"Oh ya'll don't have to go anywhere. I could sorta do with the company if that's okay with ya'll."
"It's no problem for me at all Naomi. I really like you…and I don't wanna leave a pretty girl like you alone all night…" Tyson said, as his face slowly got closer and closer to Naomi's. Eventually their lips had collided, and neither had let go of the kiss for at least four minutes before the curiosity that was once with Tyson seemingly now wrapped itself around Naomi's brain.
"Hey Tyson…ain't ya'll got Nattie as a girlfriend?"
"Naomi, me and Natalya are in an open relationship. We love each other a lot, but if we feel our sex life could do with a different twist, we experiment with other people as long as rubber's involved."
"Oh…well I guess that answered my question then." Naomi said with a miniscule giggle before her lips once again crashed into Tyson's. The kiss wasn't spicy and red hot; it was sweet, romantic, passionate…what most girls dream for in a kiss with an ideal boyfriend/husband.
Tyson's fingers worked their way down Naomi's athletic body. They managed to get a good feel of her neck, her breasts, her abs, her thighs and eventually, her more sensitive area. Every finger of the Canadian that dragged down her body made Naomi feel jolts of pleasure poking at her body.
However, not to feel outdone, Naomi's fingers had travelled throughout the whole of the body of the final graduate of the Hart Dungeon. Her long, slender fingers had copped in a nice feel of Tyson's body. His chest, his abs, his back, his thighs, his crotch…even his ass cheeks got a lusting squeeze by the enticing dark palms of Naomi.
"You like squeezing that ass Naomi?"
"Girl you have no idea! It's just so nice and juicy!"
"Then why don't you take off these trunks so you can get a better feel."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah Zack Ryder. Now come on!" Tyson said with a grin as Naomi wasted no time in stripping the Canadian superstar of his clothing so he was eventually naked. His 8 incher was hard and his muscular ass cheeks had been freed. Tyson looked so good naked, it was no wonder to Naomi why Natalya had been in a relationship with Tyson for over ten years.
"Turn around girl! I wanna get a closer look at that booty!"
"Well if that's what you want…" Tyson said as innocence laced his voice while the member of the defunct Hart Dynasty had turned around and bent over, giving the Funkette better access to not only stare at his tanned ass cheeks, but also the miniscule pink hole that was in the middle of those tanned ass cheeks.
"Now damn! That's a small looking hole if I ever seen one!" Naomi said with shock and perhaps a tad touch of envy. Naomi was very tight, especially for a WWE Diva, neither of her holes were as tiny as Tyson's had been.
"What can I say? A guy's gotta keep his hole nice and small for occasions like these." Tyson laughed as Naomi curiously spread his tanned cheeks to gain an even better view of his extremely alluring baby pink anal passage.
"I guess I should show you my body now, huh?" Naomi asked as she had still kneaded the enticing ass cheeks of the Canadian Superstar with the palms of her hands.
"I think that'd be a pretty fair deal." Tyson grinned as Naomi had slowly removed her hands from his glutes so she could undress from the clothes she had worn when she and Cameron accompanied Brodus for his match against the Sinister Scotsman, Drew McIntyre, on Superstars.
Eventually the luscious Funkadactyl had stripped to her naked form. Naomi's chocolate athletic body was on full display and Kidd had definitely liked what he was seeing from her.
Both Naomi and Tyson were naked, and it was safe to say that the recent sexual attraction the two had for each other was significantly high.
In fact for Tyson, it was debatable that the sexual attraction he had just found for Naomi was on a level as equal or perhaps even higher than the sexual attraction he has/had for his girlfriend of more than ten years, Natalya.
That couldn't be though. Tyson may have had a type of sexual attraction to many a Diva, but none could compare to the sex appeal of the Anvilette…until now, it seems.
There was only one way that the Canadian could possibly confirm the surprisingly strong attraction he had over Naomi…her posterior.
"Hey Naomi…mind turning over? I wanna see that ass!" Kidd said with a gargantuan grin that had been plastered on his face.
"Well if you wanna see it, then sure." Naomi said as she slowly bent over using the walls of the locker room as a method of grip. The dark-skinned Diva arched her back to give Tyson a better view of her pussy and her ass.
The result was what Tyson had been expecting…
…the sex appeal that the Funkette held over Tyson was indeed higher than the sex appeal that Natalya had held over Tyson for the last ten years.
The desire to caress the athletic body of Naomi was becoming stronger and stronger with each passing second. Eventually, that desire had become too strong for Tyson to handle; his hands adventurously worshipped the Floridian Diva from the waist downwards. From her legs, to her thighs to her ass cheeks, a pair of Canadian hands had eagerly roamed the lower half of her body.
It felt surprisingly nice to the dancer that Tyson had worshipped her body. Only one other Superstar had paid this much attention to Naomi, and that was Triple H of all people. He had only worshipped the dark skinned Diva's body just to prove that he was worth all the hype that she heard backstage.
Naomi knew that Tyson wasn't doing this to stroke his ego or for anything similar, however. She knew that Tyson admired her body, and the feeling was definitely mutual. Naomi got to get a good view of the Canadian's body, which she was particularly keen on. He had chiselled abs, alluring muscles, thick thighs and possibly her favourite part of all, his muscular glutes.
While Naomi had been thinking of all the alluring features that Tyson wielded physically, she noticed that his hands weren't touching her anymore. She was about to ask why this was until she felt possibly one of the most shocking yet raunchy things throughout the whole of her tenure as a WWE Diva…a tongue in her asshole. She never thought Tyson would be into this sort of stuff. Then again, the Harts (and all who had been close to them) were known to be a crazy bunch of people, so she felt it shouldn't have come as that much of a surprise.
Lusting moans had escaped their way from Naomi's oral passage and into the atmosphere whenever the Diva had felt Tyson's tongue thrust nimbly into her tight anal passage. That had only fuelled the Superstar from Calgary, Alberta, Canada to thrust his tongue even quicker than the last until it got to a point where Tyson had been tongue-fucking Naomi's ass at a speed which couldn't be captured by the naked eye.
Time had passed on; Tyson's tongue movements had gotten more nimble, Naomi's moaning had gotten louder and louder. Various employees had passed on by Brodus' dressing room only to hear the moans that came from Naomi's mouth where all but one had ultimately dismissed that and just walked on by.
That one employee (or Superstar, to be more precise) however, had stayed close by the locker room of the Funkasaurus to gain a better idea of what precisely was going on in his locker room. That Superstar was otherwise known as the All-American American, Jack Swagger.
Thankfully for the Oklahoman, the door to Brodus' locker room had been left wide open for anyone to just pass on in, which allowed Swagger to sneak his ears past the locker room door so he could hear the sexual moans that had stole his attention.
Although he has a wife, Swagger had been feeling rather aroused for the past month or so; even more aroused than he usually was due to the fact that his wife had not allowed them to have sex since his career had ultimately went downhill and her duties as a mother had caught up to her.
The moans of what Jack could interpret as delight and sexual bliss weren't helping in taming his arousal either. A raging erection had just begun to form in the royal blue singlet of the self proclaimed 'All-American American' when the moans that oozed from Brodus' locker room was beginning to captivate Jack's attention.
Meanwhile, back in the locker room, Naomi was unintentionally moaning like an exceedingly cheap hooker in total satisfaction as Tyson tongue fucked her anal passage while pussy (which was now moist) had gotten penetrated by two of the Canadian's intruding fingers.
As the Funkette's moaning became louder and significantly more lusting, the patience that Swagger had was quickly diminishing away. His arousal was reaching levels that had been dangerously high and the moaning that came from within the locker room hadn't done anything to tame it.
The Oklahoman felt that he may as well get some action tonight, since his wife, Vickie Guerrero and Dolph Ziggler weren't going to give him any until his career had been transformed into a more successful one.
The large superstar slyly tiptoed his way into the room, determined to not interrupt the foreplay that was transpiring with Tyson and Naomi.
He was successful in doing so, managing to enter the locker room without snatching the attention of the Canadian nor the Floridian as the former continued to tongue-fuck the latter rapidly.
That was, until the Oklahoman decided to speak up.
"Well look at what we have here." Swagger said with a shit-eating grin, as Tyson and Naomi stared at him in shock.
"Why the hell are you in here? Did ya knock, because I didn't hear you!" Naomi snarled.
"That's because you was too busy moaning like a whore when Tyson licked that ass. I could do a much better job than that dweeb anyway." Jack said with smugness as he stared down at Tyson, who had been glaring at the American. "What? Can't handle the truth Kidd?"
"No Jack! I just can't handle how disrespectful you've been to me and Naomi. You think me beating you in our match would've done something about that, but I guess it hasn't."
"You fucking won by a roll-up Kidd! You're hardly better than me, and I bet once my tongue's inside Naomi's pussy, she'll be begging me for more." Jack said with a smirk that had oozed the definition of the word smug.
"Ahem? What makes you even think I want any of you inside of me?" Naomi asked as she and Tyson glared at the blonde Superstar.
"Well for one thing, my dick's bigger than Tyson's, and all the Divas love a big cock." Jack said as he had eventually escaped the confines of his wrestling singlet to reveal his hard 7 inch cock. To his surprise, he had been proven wrong as he only now looked at the hard Canadian piece of man-meat that was standing proud in front of him. "Whoa! When the fuck did you get so big down there?"
Tyson just laughed as a response. He wasn't expecting someone as egotistical as Jack to actually make a compliment about his shaft, but then again, Jack could slowly be in the midst of changing his personality. He and Dolph weren't exactly the closest of friends as of now, and Jack could have seen the errors of his ways. Tyson could only assume that anyway.
"Man, if it helps, your dick's pretty big too."
"Well duh…that's obvious…but yours is fucking massive! Seriously, Dolph isn't even anywhere near as big as you!" Jack said as his eyes were almost as large as saucers as he still had an exceedingly high amount of disbelief when he tried to face the realisation that Tyson Kidd had a larger cock than he did.
"So the rumours were true after all then." Tyson said with a smirk while Naomi and Jack just stared at him.
"Rumours? I ain't heard about no rumours. Tyson baby, you better explain yourself." Naomi said with pure curiosity while she secretly shared glances between the hard cocks of the two white hunks that were in the room.
"Oh I'm sure Jack knows what I'm talking about, right Jack?" Tyson said with the same smirk he had earlier, which had soon disappeared once he saw Jack's baffled reaction. "Remember? When you, Dolph and Vickie had a threesome like twice a week?"
"Oh that? Yeah, it happened. I'm not gonna deny that." Jack shrugged. "I bet Vickie told you, huh?"
"Nope. Nattie did, although she did say she heard it from Vickie." Tyson replied.
"Why am I not surprised? She always did love to brag about whenever me, Dolph and her fucked." Jack said. "It wasn't even that interesting. I had better sex from fucking Kane, of all people!"
"Ya'll had sex with Kane, of all people?" Naomi asked with pure curiosity. For once, her facial expressions did not show any animosity for the Oklahoman Superstar. Like Tyson, she too thought that Swagger could have perhaps seen the error of his ways.
"Yeah. Back when I was World Champ in 2010. He's a pretty good lay for a giant." Swagger admitted. It was pretty personal since Swagger had only told Vickie and Dolph about his previous experience with Kane, but right now, the All-American American superstar didn't have anyone on the roster that he could really trust, so he figured he may as well change that.
"I'm guessing you were the bottom there." Tyson said with a laugh as he was glad that Swagger had finally began to open up.
"You kidding me? Of course I was! The guy's freaking huge! He would've kicked my ass if I asked to top him!" Jack said, but decided to travel down a different road rather than reminisce about his previous experience with the Big Red Monster. "So anyway, why don't you get back to licking Naomi's ass, and I'll lick that sweet black pussy!" Jack said as the shit-eating grin that once had been present had returned to his face.
"Did ya not hear me earlier? I still don't want you inside me." Naomi said with a scowl as she looked at the large superstar. Once the shit-eating grin was present on the face of Swagger, Naomi had once again began to show a level of animosity towards him.
Jack was about to say something, but was cut off by Naomi's moans as Tyson had craftily sank to his knees so he could once again thrust his tongue into her wet asshole, leaving the Oklahoman enough time to sink to his knees like Tyson did as his tongue began to slap against the dark clitoris of Naomi, who had already tasted much better than Vickie ever did.
Though Naomi may have thought that she would dislike the idea of the All-American American Superstar licking and sucking at her pussy, the feeling of Jack's large tongue teasing her rose bud was already at the beginning stages of making it's glistening transformation. Despite that she was only getting teased, it was enough to make Naomi feel sexual contentment of a surprisingly high level.
Although it hadn't been a fact to her, Naomi felt that Jack was a sexual predator, judging by the backstage gossip she's heard about him, and if that was the case, the Floridian Dancer felt a tad bit ashamed that she had spread her legs, making her body vulnerable to any oral assaults that this sexual predator had for her.
Then again, the pleasure that Jack's tongue had been providing was slowly wiping out any feelings of ashamedness that the Funkette had. As his tongue started to plunge deep inside the dark cunt, the waves of pleasure that were riding through Naomi's body had only gotten larger whenever she could feel the American's tongue deep inside of her.
Meanwhile, behind RAW's resident Funkadactyl saw Tyson Kidd who rapidly thrusted his tongue in and out of her anal passage. The way that the Canadian had tongue-fucked Naomi was very different to how Jack was tongue-fucking her. Tyson's tongue was thrusted with agility and swiftness, while Jack's tongue was thrusted deeply and powerfully. Naomi honestly couldn't decide who's tongue felt better, but she did know that they both felt immensely pleasurable inside of her.
However, said bliss had took a significant downfall when she felt Tyson's tongue free itself from the alluring asshole of the Floridian Diva. Naomi didn't know why, but she had a feeling she was going to find out.
"Hey Tyson!…mmm…Why did ya take you're…mmm…tongue out of…mmm…me?" Naomi said, with the inevitable moan thrown in between what she was saying due to the powerful thrusts she felt occur in her dripping twat.
This made the Canadian smirk in response as he stood up and kissed Naomi on her neck before moving away from her. "Don't you worry about me just yet. Just focus on Jack for now."
She wasn't sure why she did, but the dark skinned Diva had complied with Tyson's orders. She closed her eyes so she could feel the intruding tongue which had repeatedly penetrated deep inside her velvety wetness. Jack may not have thrusted his tongue at an exceedingly nimble speed, but the power that his tongue had possessed was enough to make Naomi repeatedly moan in pure delight whenever the Diva felt the Superstar plunge deep inside her.
A few licks later and while Naomi had kept her eyes shut, she could feel that something bizarre just happened, judging by the muffled yells coming that seem to have come from Swagger. It was enough for the Floridian to hesitantly open her eyes to eventually realise that the American Superstar had gotten anally plugged by the Canadian Superstar.
Naomi hadn't expected Jack to react so positively towards Tyson's dick being launched deep inside his baby pink pucker, but the Funkette was pleasantly surprised to hear that the only sounds that had came from Jack's mouth were growls of sexual delight, occasionally telling Kidd to fuck him harder and/or faster before going back to tongue-fucking the Funkadactyl's wet (which quite frankly, was now an understatement) cunt.
The atmosphere in the locker room had certainly revolved around the theme of sexual desire. Tyson merrily hammered away at Jack's tight anal passage, while the All-American American himself had been busy lustfully plunging his tongue into the black cunt that was in front of his very eyes, partially being fuelled on by the pounding he was more than willing to take from the Canadian.
Naomi, on the contrary, was dealing with a number thoughts as they whirled around through her head. She wasn't sure whether to feel delighted, angry, weak or a combination of all three when Jack's tongue mercilessly assaulted her soaking wet rose bud. The wave of joy that would ride through Naomi's head (as well as her body) may have temporarily washed away her conflicting emotions, but said emotions would always manage to find a way to crawl back into her mind whether she liked it or loathed it.
With each impactful propel of the Oklahoman's tongue, the Floridian felt that her impending orgasm was drawing closer and closer. With the size and power that Swagger's tongue possessed, it was clear that the ebony Diva wasn't expecting to receive so much bliss as indicated by her high pitched moans and mews.
Plunge after plunge after plunge. Naomi couldn't take the large tongue of the American deep inside of her tight cunt for much longer before she felt her juices deluge out of her pussy and onto the enticing tongue that had only just stopped fucking her. She screamed; she yelled and she moaned all while her juices either poured onto Jack's tongue or trickled down her thighs.
The only sounds that had been audible from the Funkette notably heavy breathing after experiencing the first almighty orgasm for a long, long while. That was, for all of sixty seconds before the sexual screams of satisfaction after she felt his chunky shaft roughly enter her soaking wet pussy.
"Ahh fuck yeah! This is what I fucking need!" Jack said with unusually high pitched moans whenever Tyson had met with his prostate.
"Mmm…take it Dolph couldn't give you this sort of stuff then?" Tyson asked with a grin as he quickly thrusted in and out of the tight anal passage.
"You kidding me? He couldn't fuck an ass to save his life!" Jack said as he somehow managed to chuckle and moan at roughly the same time. "Keep on fucking me Kidd! Pound this All-American American ass!"
"Are ya still doing that whole 'All-American American' crap?" Naomi groaned despite the sensational feeling her vaginal area was in the midst of receiving. Many may not know that Naomi is certainly a keen talker, even during sex. "Give it a rest Jack. That shit ain't gonna work, so just keep on fucking me!"
The temptation to retaliate to Naomi had been strong on quite a significant level, but Jack remembered that this was probably the only chance that he'd be getting decent sex for the next month or so.
Besides, Jack felt that Naomi and Tyson were much more blissful to screw around with than Vickie and Dolph. Naomi had a tighter and tastier cunt than Vickie ever could dream of, and Tyson had a much larger cock than Dolph could dream of. It was a win/win situation for Swagger, so he was going to do his damn best not to mess this up.
Nimble gyrations of his large body allowed Jack to rock backwards against Tyson's crotch one moment and then thrusting hard into Naomi the next. The waves of pure sexual bliss that simultaneously travelled through his crotch and his posterior were remarkably ecstatic. Almost too ecstatic for the American to handle for much longer before he'd feel the effects of an almighty ejaculation.
It was a number of mews, thrusts and one loud roar later before Swagger quickly took his cock out of Naomi where the former felt his load splatter all over the latter's thighs a mere second after his cock had left her clenching pussy.
Now the tide of the inevitable climax was reaching dangerously close for Tyson. He did feel extremely tempted to just cum inside Jack's ass for the sake of it, but he decided that it would be better to be polite and ask rather than just dump a load inside the American's clasping pucker.
"Fuck man! I'm gonna cum soon! Face or ass?"
The question itself was pretty vague, but Jack knew what Tyson was trying to imply despite both men having a severe case of sex on the brain (for totally understandable reasons, considering the situation they both had been in).
"Face! I ain't having no guy cum in my ass!" Jack said. He did love the pounding he was receiving, but Swagger had never allowed any man to ejaculate in his hole for the whole of the four years he'd been in the WWE, and he certainly wasn't going to make any exceptions now.
Tyson had followed Jack's command, taking his rock hard dick out of Jack's ass as he stroked his cock furiously while Jack was in the process of getting to his knees and setting himself up so he was eye-level to the Canadian's crotch, watching as Kidd rapidly fisted his cock in total arousal.
It was a scream later before an exceedingly high amount of semen launched itself straight from the piss-slit of the Canadian's man-meat onto the face of Jack Swagger. By the end of Tyson's ejaculation, the All-American American looked like he had been coated with jizz by multiple men rather than just the one.
Everyone currently in Brodus' locker room was panting in exhaustion from the steamy session of fucking that had just transpired. Kidd and Swagger were feeling rather merry in the hopes that this would be more than just a promiscuous one-night stand, while Naomi had felt significantly guilty at the fact that she screwed around with guys that had lovers. The angel on the Floridian's left shoulder told her that what just happened was wrong and immoral on so many levels, but at the same time, the devil on the Floridian's right shoulder had told her it was also exceedingly enticing and blissful.
She wasn't quite sure whether to trust her inner angel or demon, but asking the guys surely would be a deciding factor in making her decision.
"Hey um…Tyson? Jack?"
"Yeah?" They both asked at roughly similar times, wondering what the Funkette had on her mind after recovering from the unique sex she just experienced.
"Don't ya feel guilty about what just happened?"
"No."
"Heck no! Best sex I ever had!" Tyson and Jack said respectively.
"But don't you two have ya know…lovers?"
Silence filled the room for a minute or so before Tyson and Jack chuckled with laughter, finding Naomi's question rather humorous than serious, despite that not being the intention.
"You mean Nattie? We're in a relationship and all, but when we need some variety, we just fuck around with other people…using condoms obviously…this being an exception, since I didn't know we were gonna fuck." Tyson said with a shrug.
"And I haven't gotten any sex for about a month! If I didn't get with you and Tyson, I probably was gonna end up raping someone." Jack laughed, only to be met with astounded stares from Naomi and Tyson. "What? I'm not actually gonna do that you know…"
"Mmhmm…sure you wasn't…" Naomi said with a roll of her eyes, before playfully punching Jack in the arm. "I'm just kidding. Ya don't seem as bad as Dolph or Vickie."
"Oh fuck no! Dolph likes to think he's a hashtag heel, when he's just a hashtag loser, and Vickie's just an old bitch. You know, if you two want, we can do this sort of stuff whenever Smackdown's on."
"Cool, I'm in! Beats waiting around for Nattie when she's with Beth or McGillicutty." Tyson said, as the two guys cocked their heads in Naomi's direction, waiting for a response from the dark-skinned Diva.
"…Fine. Fine. I ain't got much to do on Smackdown anyway." Naomi said with a smirk.
"So what happens now then?" Jack asked. "Is there gonna be a round two here…or…-"
The Oklahoman was interrupted as the Canadian's lips purposely crashed into his as the two engaged in a passionate lip lock.
Oh yes. Round two would definitely commence.
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Man, writing this was a lot harder than I thought it'd be, and I was the one who requested it. Surely I deserve a gold star for trying :P
I was gonna have the title be 'Open relationships are the best relationships', but it was too long so I was stuck with that other title I used. Bleh -_-
Anyways, hope you liked it. Here's the next few chapters that will be coming your way.
~ Dolph Ziggler (Versatile)/Kaitlyn (Bottom)/Sheamus (Versatile) (Requested by myself)
~ Chris Jericho (Top)/CM Punk (Versatile)/Layla (Bottom) (Requested by THE Kid Hardy)
~ Cody Rhodes (Versatile)/Daniel Bryan (Versatile)/Eve Torres (Bottom)/Josh Mathews (Bottom)/Sheamus (Top) (Requested by KJ-SlashBug)
~ AJ (Bottom)/Kane (Top)/Sheamus (Top) (Requested by KaneLovesTristen)
~ CM Punk (Top)/Dolph Ziggler (Bottom)/Eve Torres (Bottom) (Requested by xLifeFullOfLaughterx)
~ CM Punk (Top)/Eve Torres (Bottom)/John Cena (Bottom)/Randy Orton (Top) (Requested by NateWWE)
~ Alberto Del Rio (Top)/Rosa Mendes (Bottom)/Sin Cara (Bottom) (Requested by Champion Kitty)
~ Alex Riley (Versatile)/The Miz (Versatile)/Trish Stratus (Bottom) (Requested by myself)
~ CM Punk (Versatile)/Stephanie McMahon (Bottom)/Triple H (Bottom) (Requested by myself)
I'm gonna hold off on requests for now. Once I get a few chapters uploaded, I'll be back to allowing requests again!