Erin had Jay's mind in a spin, almost to the point of obsession. She was all he had been able to think about for the past several days. It was the two photos and the ensuing conversation via text that had done it, as she had obviously known it would when she had sent the pictures.
He had spent what felt like hours looking at those pictures and imagining what would have happened if he had been in that bedroom at the time with Erin, rather than in a bar hundreds of miles away. Erin with her mouth taped, especially with that semi-translucent white tape, was hot enough. Imagining her being tied up so that she couldn't possibly remove it, and she knew that she couldn't possibly remove it, was even hotter. He also imagined how her curiously raspy, sexy voice would sound when it was muffled and incomprehensible.
It wasn't just Erin being bound and gagged that turned him on, though. She had brought her own kinks to the table, and Jay couldn't get them out of his head now either. Her apparently enjoyment, maybe it was even a fetish, for wearing gloves was a feature. He imagined her riding him while wearing those sexy long leather gloves.
He also imagined her covering his mouth with them, as she had done once already. Only in his imagination, she did it while they were having sex, and she really got off on it, gasping in ecstasy and crying out his name. He had to believe that his imagination wouldn't be far off the mark on that one. He hoped it wouldn't be long before he would find out. Erin had promised 'fun' on Monday, and it was now Monday, at last.
While texting, Erin and Jay had realised that their flights were going to get into the airport in Detroit only minutes apart. They had therefore agreed to meet up in the baggage claim area before leaving through the arrivals area together, where there would almost inevitably be a handful of pain in the ass fans who thought it was appropriate to wait for wrestlers at airports when they knew there was a show in town. It annoyed Jay immensely, but he was mindful of the edict that he and Erin should be seen together in public as often as possible. In any event, he now had an odd sense of pride about being seen with her – like he was saying 'that's my woman', even though she wasn't.
It amused him somewhat that his flight was the first to arrive. Of course it was. Erin had to be given the opportunity for one of her grand entrances. If she happened to show up with one of her vintage looks, he was going to struggle to control himself.
After about fifteen minutes of waiting around, Jay spotted Erin. She wasn't dressed in a vintage outfit, but he was still going to have trouble controlling himself. She had brought leather out to play. She had long black boots, a maroon jacket and black gloves on, all in the material that was fast becoming Jay's favourite, and seemingly already was hers. Only her black pants were not leather, which was somewhat ironic considering how often she wore leather pants. Nonetheless, she looked phenomenal. As he watched her walk towards him across the baggage claim area, Jay imagined unzipping that jacket to access the goods underneath it. Leather clad Erin was smoking hot, but naked Erin? Naked Erin would blow his mind. He just knew it.
"Hey," she said casually when she walked up to him, acting as if there had been no extremely hot exchange of pictures and messages between them only days earlier.
"Hey. You look amazing. Wore the leather especially for me, huh?"
"Wore it because I like it. But you're free to enjoy." With that, she puts her hands on his cheeks and gave him a peck on the lips.
Yeah, she's really giving me a thing for leather, Jay realised. The contact with the gloves felt as nice as the kiss. As always seemed to be the case, that was exactly what she intended. He was the puppet on the string, doing exactly what she wanted, when she wanted. And he liked it. That was possibly the weirdest aspect of the whole thing for him, having never experienced anything like it with a woman before. But then he had never known a woman like Erin before.
"That's hot, Erin," he breathed.
She smiled sweetly at him, maybe suggesting there was more to come, but she didn't say anything.
"Right, well, we'd better get our cases," he said awkwardly after a moment.
It took a while, as it did in most airports, but eventually both of them were able to retrieve their travel cases. Erin got hers last.
"Anything I might like in there?" Jay asked quietly as he lifted it off the carousel for her.
"Now that would be telling. You may have to find out tonight," she said coyly.
Jay wondered if this was how a dog felt when seeing its owner with a handful of treats to give out. Yes was likely the answer. Making sure to hold hands with Erin, he walked with her out of the airport, ignoring several fans who tried to ask for selfies or autographs. No doubt one or two of them would take pictures of them, which would end up online.
That afternoon, Erin tracked Jay down backstage at the arena before the Monday Night Raw episode went live. Before she said anything, he could tell she was excited.
"Hey, guess what?" she said, pulling him aside in the hallway.
"What?" he asked, having no real idea what might have put her in such a good mood.
"Just had a chat with my dad. Sylvie is going to be in the royal rumble match this Sunday. And so am I."
The Royal Rumble was an annual event that took place every January. It featured two royal rumble matches, one for the men and one for the women. In each match, 30 competitors fought to eliminate each other by throwing opponents out of the ring over the top rope. If both of their feet touched the floor, they were eliminated. The winner was the last person remaining in the ring, and their prize was a guaranteed title match at Wrestlemania. It was one of the biggest matches of the year, which made it a surprise to Jay that someone like Erin, with no experience, had been put into it. But then, by being in the ring with multiple people, her lack of skill could be hidden somewhat.
"That's awesome," he said, smiling. "Surprising, but awesome."
"Right? I couldn't believe it. Not sure what I'm going to have to do yet. I guess I'll find out Sunday, but I assume I'll have to fight Sylvie at some point. Can't see what other reason I'd have to be in it."
"I would assume so. If your dad wants to pop the crowd, he'll have Sylvie beat your ass. Although that might have to wait until you wrestle her one on one at Wrestlemania."
Erin grimaced slightly. "Must admit, I'm a bit nervous about taking my first beating. Obviously I'm not stupid enough to think wrestling doesn't hurt like some people do. I know better than that. It's going to hurt."
"Yeah, it is. But you'll love it anyway. The crowd reacting to what you and Sylvie do will make it worth it, trust me. And you'll do great."
Erin smiled, appreciating his kindness. "Thanks, Jay. I appreciate that."
"You're welcome," Jay said. He realised that he had just related to Erin, and had been able to make her feel better about something that concerned her. For someone as bad at that kind of thing as he was, it was a surprise. And it made him feel happy.
"Want to go grab a coffee?" Erin suggested.
"Sure. Whatever you want."
Erin looked around, making sure they were not being listened to. "Is that what you're going to be saying to me tonight?"
Jay started getting hard instantly, knowing exactly what she was alluding to. "Don't know. Am I going to get the chance?"
"You are if you come to the Marriott. I'm on the top floor, in what they for some reason call their 'Autumn Suite'.
"I don't give a damn what they call it or why. I'll be there."
Erin licked her bottom lip, which for some reason seemed incredibly seductive to Jay. "Well alright then."
Christ, let this show be over with quickly, Jay thought. Usually he enjoyed performing. On this particular night, he couldn't wait to be done with it. At last, at long last, a night with Erin awaited. Unless his balls burst before he got that far. In that moment, it actually felt like a real possibility.
He pictured Erin lying on some fancy ass king size bed in her luxury suite, naked, hands tied behind her back and her mouth taped, while he pleasured her. It had been a fantasy for weeks, although it felt like years. Now, to his delight, it seemed like it was all going to come true.
A/N: Erin has a big night coming up in WWE when she enters her first ever match. But before that, she and Jay have an even bigger night at hand. Will it go the way he wants it to?