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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely FICTION! We do not know Kane, Shannon or anyone from the WWE and we do not profit from these writings.

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Ame's POV
I thought my sister was crazy when she and Shannon went off to bed, it was still so early in the night, I didn't see how they could go in there and go to sleep. Glenn had gone off to the living room while Reg and I were cleaning up the dishes and the kitchen. One guess as to what he's watching, because I know how he is, he'll be watching the evening news like always. Reg had told me I needed to open up to him about what happened with the crash, but I'm still not sure if I'm ready to. Shaking my head a little, I started for the living room, and as I expected, the sound of the evening news reached my ears, making me smile. My man was always predictable when it came to what he did every night before we went to bed, news and coffee, then off to bed after that. Walking into the living room, I sat down on the sofa beside him and curled up against his side as he put his arm around my shoulders. I rested my head against his chest, watching the TV but not really paying all that much attention to what was being said on the screen.
Before I even realized what was going on, my mouth was moving and there was sound coming out, “Reg told me you talked to her about me. I didn't know I had you so worried...I'm sorry.” He turned to look down at me, staying that way for a moment before he lifted me up into his lap where he could hold me better. Oh boy, here it was, time for the talk that I knew was coming because I had him worried and because I'd opened my mouth, “Sweetheart, I worry about you because I love you, and I know you've been through something horrible. You don't have to talk about it until you're ready to tell me what's on your mind and in those dreams.” I nodded a little, biting my lip before it all just came pouring out at once, “I keep reliving the crash; over and over again. It's always worse than what really happened, I lose Reg in it too...and I see the pilot and stewardess...” He hugged me against his chest, resting my head on his shoulder as he held me, his head resting on top of mine.
All I wanted to do was break down and cry it all out; just talking about it brought back all the memories of that day. But it was over and he was here with me, I knew I was safe with him, “Regan is just fine, and the people who died didn't die because of anything you did or didn't do. What you saw was horrible, and you never should have had to see something like that, no one should. What's important is that you and Regan are home safe, her baby is safe, and I have you here in my arms again where you belong.” He was right, I knew that, but I felt like such a wimp because I was having the nightmares, and Reg seemed to be completely cool with it now. I didn't understand how she wasn't still having the dreams about it; it just didn't make sense to me at all. Glenn reached down and lifted my head so I could look at him, “It's ok to be scared sometimes, even I get scared. But when you're with me, I'm not afraid of anything, and when you're with me, you know that nothing in this world is going to hurt you as long as I'm here.”
So much for holding back my tears, I started crying and he just smiled at me and kissed my forehead, holding me against him. Leave it to me to get overly emotional on him, but at least he understood how I felt and he was letting me cry, “I know I'm safe with you, Glenn. I love you.” His hand stroked my hair, threading his fingers through it as he held me while I cried, “I love you too, go ahead and cry it out, I'm here for you.” How I ended up with this perfect man, I will never know, nor understand, but I am so glad I'm with him. There would be no way I could make it without him, not after what's happened since we really got together. Honestly, he's been there through it all, even with problems in Reg's life that had almost nothing to do with me. He'd stood by her because I had stood by her, and he'd done it for me. As bad as that sounds, it's not, they didn't really know each other before he and I got together, no more than in passing, but now we were all like family. Funny how that all works out like that.
It took me about five minutes but I finally calmed down enough that I could breathe and I stopped crying altogether with Glenn just patiently holding me until I had completely stopped. “You okay now?” I looked up with a small smile and nodded. “Yeah, I’m okay I think, I needed that.” He nodded and turned off the TV before picking me up and carrying me to the stairs, stopping briefly to lock the front door since the back had been already locked. When we got to the bedroom he put me down and changed into a pair of track pants while I threw on a nightgown before fallowing him into the bathroom to brush our teeth for the night. It wasn’t too late but it had been a tiring day, at least for me anyway, hopefully I’d be able to sleep tonight.
When I was finished I made my way back into the bedroom and lay down on my side of the bed and made myself comfortable. I had just closed my eyes when I felt the bed dip in from where Glenn was getting in, which from the size of the bed I cant believe I could actually feel it. I didn’t feel him move afterwards and when I opened my eyes to look over at him I nearly jumped out of my skin, finding him hovering over me was enough to give me a heart attack. “Jesus, Glenn, don’t do that, not without a warning.” He only smirked at me and leaned down to kiss me gently.
Looking up at him all I could see was a man who has shown that without a doubt he loved me and I think he deserves a reward. “Glenn, make love to me, please.” I know I really didn’t have to ask but we hadn’t been intimate since the night before the accident and I just wasn’t sure if he was waiting for me to say something. “Are you sure?” Of course the man always asked and it was always the same answer, in this case I only nodded at him with a smile. I watched as his face lit up before he attacked my lips with his own. I moaned and arched up into him as his lips moved from mine and he kissed down my jaw line before moving to my neck. I moaned again when he hit a sensitive spot and trailed my hands down to his strong shoulders and then down to his chest while he returned to my lips and slipped his tongue through my lips and circled around my own. By now my eyes were closed and my hands were busy feeling the strong muscles on his chest as they tensed and twitched at my touch.
While my hands wandered his chest his had made their way down my sides, brushing against my chest, down to my hips and then to the hem of my nightgown, just above the thigh. His lips had found mine once again as he ran his hands down my legs, when he drew them back up he grabbed the hem of my nightgown and began to slowly tug it up and over my head leaving me in just my panties. When it was off he looked down at me with a smile. “Beautiful, as always,” he murmured before leaning down to kiss me gently. He attacked my neck again for several moments before moving on to my shoulder, kissing along one before making his way to the other.
He was lightly nipping his way down my body, slowly making his way to my breasts where he gently bit and licked at one while kneading the other so he didn’t neglect one before switching. While he was doing this I found myself whimpering softly while trailing my hands up his arms, up to his shoulders and down his back feeling the muscles tighten and twitch under my hands. He was murmuring softly, I couldn’t make out what he was saying but I know it would be something sweet. I arched up into him as he moved on from my breasts, kissing his way down my stomach before slipping a knee between my thighs, parting them and allowing him to fit comfortably between them and moving down further so that he could slide my panties down my legs and drop them on the floor beside the bed. He kissed my thighs before moving back up my body and kissing me softly all the while slipping a hand down to run a finger against me before slipping it inside me gently, drowning out my moans with his kiss.
He slipped a second finger in me and began to gently move them in and out of my body, prepping me for what I knew would bring relief and pleasure that I had known what seems like thousands of times before. It didn’t take me long to reach my peak and just before I went over the edge he stopped and removed his hand, leaving me to groan at the loss of contact. He told me to shush and moved off of the bed where he removed his sweat pants. I sat up and grabbing his arm I pulled him back on to the bed and over my body.
He obviously got the hint as he parted my thighs once again and settled himself between them. I watched as he stroked himself a few times before moving to kiss me once again and gently pushed himself into me, stretching me as he always had, there is nothing little about that man. We both moaned at the contact, his more of a growl. He held still for a moment before he pulled out and thrust back into me, making me tremble and starting a rhythm that he liked and I wasn’t about to object to it. It didn’t take me long to start moving with him, every time he pulled out I followed.
I knew I had to be quiet, Shannon and Reg were just down the hall but the little shocks of pleasure coursing through me were making it very difficult for me to be quiet. I was clutching at his shoulders and brought my legs up to wrap around his hips, pulling him deeper into me and making him hit that special spot that he knew would send me into an oblivion. It took less than three thrusts for my trembling to increase and then I was seeing stars as my world crashed down around me. I cried out, his name falling from my lips as he moaned and thrust into me several more times before he growled, buried his hands in my hair. He kissed me hard before burying his face in my neck and shuddering above me as he pushed himself as deeply as he could spilling himself inside me.
We stayed like that for several minutes, trying to catch our breath and gain back our composure. During this time he was going back and forth between kissing my neck and my lips. “Love you, my beautiful little wife.” I grinned up at him, loving the fact that he called me his wife and kissed him softly, moving my arms from around his shoulders to around his neck. “I love you too.” With that he decided to move off of me, something that I didn’t want and I showed him this by tightening my hold on him. “Baby I’m too heavy,” he said trying to get me to let him go. “No you’re not, stay there.” He shook his head and kissed me again, turning me to mush and allowing him to roll onto his back, taking me with him to lie on his chest. Curling up next to him I nearly purred as he rubbed circles along my back, easing me into sleep, as was his tradition. I mumbled once again that I loved him before drifting off to what was for the first time in awhile, a peaceful sleep.
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