Finn walked into the hotel and smiled at the sight of the woman waiting for the elevator. Her long, black hair had been put up in a messy bun. She was wearing light blue jeans, a dark grey t-shirt, and a pair of blue and white checkered sneakers that showed just enough of her bare feet for him to smile even wider.
"Rhaya Moth," he said.
"Finn Balor," she said.
She turned her head and looked at him with those turquoise eyes that always took his breath away.
"Going up?" He asked.
"No, I just like to stand here and look at a metal door," she joked.
He chuckled and shook his head from side to side. He felt stupid but he knew she didn't see him as such. The elevator came down and the door opened. They both stepped inside and reached for the button for floor 3 at the same time. Their hands touched and they started laughing. The door closed again and they started moving up.
"What did you do while you were home?" He asked.
"I got a new tattoo," she answered.
"Another moth?" He asked.
"They're the butterflies of the night. I don't understand why people don't see their beauty," she said.
He looked at the skin visible. She was already covered in moth tattoos, and even more showed when she wrestled in shorts which she unfortunately didn't do as much as he would like to see. She mostly wrestled in long pants. Like she often said, she was there to wrestle, not to be a sex object in the eyes of creeps.
"Where?" He asked.
The elevator stopped and the door opened again. She smirked at him and walked towards her room. He followed since he was going the same way. Nothing weird about it. She pulled out the elastic and let her long, wavy hair fall down her back.
"I can show you if you like," she said.
"Yeah, I'd like to see it," he said.
She unlocked the door to her room and opened it.
"Come inside then. I don't want to undress out in the hallway," she said.
"Oh, it's up on your thigh maybe?" He asked. "I get it. Cameras and all that jazz."
He stepped inside her room and she closed the door. She kicked off her sneakers and pointed at the bed.
"Sit," she said.
He sat down and watched her standing on the floor. She pulled her t-shirt off and he suddenly couldn't think a sane thought. He had never seen her in her underwear but he sure had fantasized about it many times.
"Rhaya," he whispered.
She opened her jeans and took them off. She turned around slowly and he enjoyed seeing that little, yellow thong on her that matched the yellow bra.
"Do you like it?" She asked.
She gestured to a moth tattooed on her right buttock.
"It's beautiful," he said.
He stood up and walked over to her. She turned around and found herself in his arms. He kissed her and moved his hands around to open her bra.
"Finn!" She purred.
"Don't tell me this show was just to tease me," he said.
"I got tired of waiting for you to catch on. I figured you'd either get it now that I'm crazy about you, or you're gonna leave my room," she said.
"I'm not fucking leaving!" He growled.
He kissed her again and pulled her bra off before dropping to his knees in front of her. He pulled her thong down her legs, grabbed her thighs, and leaned in to taste her. He gave her everything he had while listening to her moan and feeling her hands in his hair.
"I'm close," she warned him.
He squeezed her thighs to tell her to let go. She cried out while he continued through her orgasm. He stood up and kissed her again. She grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it off him.
"Get on the bed," he said. "Head down, ass up."
She positioned herself on the bed while he got out of his pants and boxers. He moved up behind her and ran his hand over her left buttock while taking in that newly tattooed moth. He would do his best not to touch it even though he already knew it would be damn near impossible.
"Finn?" She asked.
"Sorry, just admiring what's in front of me," he slapped her left buttock. "I hope you're ready for this."
He pushed inside her and took a second to feel her walls and her warmth. It felt like he had been lost for so long and just found his way home. He grabbed her hips and started thrusting. They moaned in unison while he pushed her back and forward for minutes. Once he felt her walls caving in, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. She was arching so beautifully while she cried out his name in a second orgasm.
"Rhaya!" He moaned loudly.
He held still and felt sweat drip down from his forehead. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled at him. He broke out in a wide smile and chuckled. She wiggled her ass and he started laughing.
"Hey!" He raised his voice.
He spanked her left buttock and she giggled.
"Behave," he said.
"I don't want to," she said.
"You're so fucking cute," he said.
He pulled out of her, crawled up next to her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her. She moved halfway up his body and raised her head to look at him.
"You finally got the hint," she said.
"I finally got the hint," he laughed. "If I hadn't gotten it by you undressing right in front of me, I would have been a lost cause. And may I add, it's a fucking turn on that you did that. I love how you don't care to wait around. If you want something, you're gonna go get it."
"I want you," she said.
"You have me, Rhaya," he placed his hand on her cheek and smiled. "You have me, my beautiful moth."