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Nikki’s POV
Sitting in John’s locker room was extremely boring to me, I think he was talking but I wasn’t hearing a word of it. My entire body tingled from where I’d ridden here with Kevin, and it was driving me nuts. Every time I thought I’d calmed down, my brain would retaliate against me and prove that I wasn’t calm. I kept thinking about doing some really inappropriate things to Kevin, things I knew I would enjoy. Call me crazy, but seriously, I wanted that man more than I’ve ever wanted anyone before. I’m not a virgin, and no I’m not a slut, it was once when I was fifteen and that was the only time.
In case you’re wondering who the guy was, I’ll let you in on my deepest and darkest secret that only Ley, myself and the guy know about. My first and only man just happened to be the current WWE Champion, John Cena. I know what you’re thinking, he should have known better, but so should I. Actually, it was mostly my fault for the whole incident anyway; I’d been the one breaking into his hotel room. Yes you heard me, I broke into his hotel room and then proceeded to try and seduce him, which actually worked. It ended up in many long hours in his bed, which had been pretty amazing.
After it had happened, I’d told Ley and then sworn her to secrecy, and there was no way John would tell anyone. Since that night, we haven’t talked at all; we avoid each other like the plague to keep from letting the secret slip. “So I can become a champion again, right?” What did he say? I was not paying any attention to Morrison at all, but I recovered faster than most people thought I could. Putting a smile on my face, I nodded and then stood up with a light sigh, “Well it seems like you’ve got it all figured out, Johnny.” He grinned back at me and pulled me into a hug, lightly kissing my cheek.
Nothing, no electricity, no connection, it was just a kiss on the cheek. Well damn, I can’t even get myself to react to one of the hottest men in the business today. Smiling up at him, I slid by and opened the door to the locker room, stepping out into the hall and closing it behind me. Leaning against the wall, I closed my eyes and tried to pull myself together a little bit before I had to go out for my match. Taking a light breath, I pushed off from the wall and walked down the hallway to my locker room. Stepping inside, I closed the door behind me and then opened my bag to get my ring gear out so I could get dressed.
It never took me long to get dressed for an event, and tonight was no exception to that rule of time. I was dressed and ready in five minutes, stretching and adjust my gear to make sure I was comfortable. Glancing at the clock on the wall, I left the locker room and started down the hall, my mind set on the match against Maryese. When I got near the curtain, I stopped and waited for Ley and her team to tell me exactly where I needed to be. I always made sure I did what she told me, so she never had any trouble with staging events and placement.
She smiled at me and I grinned back, knowing my routine by heart already, and timing it perfectly with her cue. I made my entrance to cheering fans, which was one of the reasons I wrestled in the first place, I loved the cheers. Maryese was quick to come out after me, and I could tell that Ley had a hard time keeping things together because of that little stunt. So she wanted to be a bitch to my best friend, don’t think so. If anything, I took care of business in the ring, for Ley and for myself, now was one of those times I was going to handle things.
The match started out with her showboating and I just rolled my eyes, not about to stand here and watch. Going over, I grabbed her by her hair and drug her to the center of the ring, turning and Irish whipping her toward the ropes. On her way back, I used her momentum to scoop slam her onto the mat. To add insult to injury, I leaned down and then reached out, slapping her in the face. Trust me, she deserved it, but I wasn’t done with her yet, I had plans for this one. Lifting her up to her feet, I hit her in the face twice before kicking her in the stomach and setting her up for my dad’s move, the Pedigree.
Hooking her arms, I jumped a little for the extra momentum and landed on my knees, her face smacking against the mat. Getting back to my feet, I looked down at her and then at the turnbuckle across from me. I know I’d promised not to do aerial moves again, but I couldn’t resist the temptation tonight. Running over, I stepped through the ropes onto the apron and then climbed up onto the turnbuckle. It took me longer than I wanted, and I almost fell when I got to the top, but saved myself from pain for the moment. Judging the distance, I leapt off with what I hoped ended up in a Swanton Bomb.
I don’t know how graceful it was, but I landed on Maryese and yeah it hurt, but I still hit her with something. Grabbing her legs, I pinned her to pick up the three and win the match against her. Sweet victory, I just beat the Women’s Champion in like five minutes or less, this was hilarious. Letting the referee help me up, I grinned and held my arms up for a few seconds before getting out of the ring. My music was playing as I nearly skipped my way back up the ramp toward the back. Oh yes, I was happy with what I’d just done; beating the Women’s Champion was a sure way to be recognized.
Unfortunately for me, my dad met me just as I went through the curtain and he did not look happy at all. Taking my arm, he nearly dragged me into the back and then down the hallway to my locker room. Going inside, he slammed the door behind us and then turned on me with a look that almost scared me. “What the hell were you thinking?! Were you even thinking?!” Well that was a nice way to start out the conversation. “I was thinking that I pretty much kicked her butt and I pinned her too.” His eye twitched and he pointed a finger at me, “You have no business on a turnbuckle, careers are ended up there!”
“I’m not a child anymore, dad! You can’t keep me safe all the time, being in this business means taking risks and I did!” I yelled back at him, which just triggered his pissy side and I knew I was in for a long haul. The door opened and we both turned to look at who it was, catching sight of Ley standing there. Looking back at him, I threw up my hands and then walked by Ley and out of the room, slamming the door back behind me. I know I shouldn’t have left her in there with him while he was that mad, but I needed to get away. My temper is just like his, when I’m mad, I usually swing, and hitting either of them was not an option.
My plan was to go out to the parking lot and get some fresh air to try and chill out, but I didn’t make it that far. Kevin must have seen what happened and was waiting near the parking lot exit to stop me. He reached out and put an arm around my waist, pulling me toward him, which made me squeak since I hadn’t even seen him. Looking up at him, I started to open my mouth to talk, but the look on his face told me to be quiet. He led me into an empty locker room and closed the door behind us, pausing to lock it as well. Oh boy, he just locked the door and we were here alone, don’t tell me he’s going to murder me.
Walking over, he sat down on the couch and watched me, not saying anything at the moment. I got nervous quickly and broke the silence, “I know what I did was stupid, but I’m ok, I didn’t even get hurt.” He shook his head and leaned back against the couch cushions, “It’s not about you not getting hurt tonight. I thought Paul was going to have a stroke when he saw you do that.” Biting my lower lip, I walked over and sat down beside him, resting my arms on my knees, “I don’t mean to scare him, but I’m not a little girl anymore. This job is what I do; I need to take chances sometimes.” This was great, I’d scared dad and that’s what had caused him to go off on me, he’d been scared.
I felt tears sting my eyes and I hated myself for even thinking of crying here in front of Kevin of all people. Doing what I could, I tried to hide the tears from him by taking my hair down and letting it act as a curtain. He didn’t buy it though, and just reached over, lifting me up by my waist and sitting me down on his lap. My tears seemed to come more easily like this and I rested my head against his chest and cried. One of his arms held me gently; his other hand was softly stroking my hair in an effort to comfort me. Maybe I’d just needed to cry today, I have those days sometimes and it felt like one today.
Kevin rested his cheek against the top of my head and I drew my knees up closer to my chest and he tightened his arm around me. It took me a while before I finally calmed down enough to stop crying like an idiot. He didn’t make me move though, even though I was curled up in his arms, resting against his chest. This was a place I could get used to being; he was so big that I really did feel tiny compared to him. I liked the feeling of having him be my protector, and he really was gentle on the inside. Problem was, I knew I needed to move and get back to my locker room before dad started hunting me down.
Leaning up, I looked at him and smiled a bit, “Kevin…thanks for this, you know, for letting me cry on you and all.” He just grinned and used his thumb to wipe some stray tears away, “Don’t mention it, short stuff.” That nickname, I hated when he called me that, especially now when I wanted him the way I did. Frowning a bit, I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him, “I’m not a child anymore, Kevin.” He was quiet for a second before shaking his head, “You are still young, you’ll be a woman when you find your first real love. The first time you really get to know a man.”
Oh so he wanted to use that argument on me then, well don’t think so fast Kevin I’m not that innocent. Standing up, I crossed my arms over my chest and looked away from him, “And just who says I haven’t already been with a man before?” I think he almost faltered, but he just stood up and looked down at me, “You expect me to believe you’ve had sex?” Turning, I looked up at him and nodded, straight faced and serious as death. He narrowed his eyes and looked at me a little harder than before, “Who was it, Jasmine?” Now this was the real moment of truth, if I didn’t tell him he wouldn’t take me seriously, if I told him, well John would likely be toast.
“John Cena was my first and only.” That took courage to say to the man I was currently finding myself attracted to. He looked like he didn’t believe me, but then he took a step back and shook his head. “John Cena, of all the men in the world, you had to sleep with him. Did he hurt you? Does Paul know about this?” Well damn, just change attitudes on me then, I don’t know how to handle him now. “Kevin, look. My point is that I’m not a child anymore; I can think and act for myself. You and dad both need to learn that.” Ok so I didn’t mean to snap that at him, but really I was not happy with him thinking of me as a child.
He sat back down on the couch and ran a hand through his hair, like he was trying to process my confession. Sighing a bit, I stepped back in front of him and leaned over to look at him, “He didn’t hurt me and it only happened once.” Like that helped, because Kevin just looked up at me like I was insane. Tilting my head, I did the first thing that came to mind; I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against his. Not about to let this moment slip by, I reached out and took his face in my tiny hands. I deepened the kiss for a few seconds before he shook off the shock and pushed me back from him.
“What the hell are you doing?” He sounded breathless, and I was surprised I wasn’t on the floor at the moment. I was shaking from how amazing it had been to kiss him, because wow, just wow. He saw the look in my eyes and stood up, backing away from me and letting go of my arms completely. “Go, Jasmine, get out of here and go back to your locker room, now.” Kevin managed to say as he unlocked the door and held it open for me. So I had affected him as much as he had me, well that was good to know for later.
Deciding to leave it all alone for now so I could get my thoughts in order, I fled the room to go back to my locker room. I ran all the way there, not stopping until I was inside and had the door closed behind me. I leaned my forehead against the door and groaned, contemplating on banging my head against it a few times. “Stupid Nik…really stupid…” Yeah I was an idiot, but I didn’t know Ley was in here with me. Luckily for me, I didn’t mention Kevin’s name, which would have been really bad since that’s her dad and all.
“Besides jumping off a turnbuckle, what else have you done?” She asked from behind me and I think I jumped three feet in the air. “Jesus, Ley, you scared me to death.” I said to her and she raised an eyebrow at me, “Not getting off that easy, you and I are going to have a talk when we get back to the hotel.” Oh great, now I had to deal with her being pissed off at me while I was still thinking about her dad. Correction, I was thinking about ways to seduce her dad, which in itself was just wrong. I couldn’t help it though, I wanted him and I wanted him to want me too, not just for one night though.
No, I wanted Kevin for longer than just one night; I wanted him to be mine completely, and always. “You’re riding back with dad, but don’t even think about running off.” She said as she almost glared at me before going to go and get her stuff. Great, I had to ride back with Kevin on the motorcycle from hell, after what I’d done. Someone upstairs hated me and wanted to see me dead, I just knew it. I would be lucky if I made it back to the hotel and still be sane when I got there. Deciding to stay in my ring gear, I picked up my bag and walked out of the locker room, starting my way down the hallway. It felt like was I walking the last walk of my life before I died, if Ley and dad had their way, I probably would be after tonight.
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