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Blood, Sweat and Tears	By : BadKat2005 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1732 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Punk cocked his head and watched her walk down the hall. "What the fuck?" He muttered. He'd kissed her...finally given in and kissed her and she just walked away without a word. He knew he had to talk to her.
Quickly he showered and changed into his street clothes. Walking outside through the side door, he leaned against the building. He heard the other door open and waited patiently for her to appear.

She did, walking quickly to her car she hadn't noticed him standing there waiting for her. Falling into step behind her he waited till she popped the trunk. "Leaving without me Lyss?" He asked quietly.

Her head jerked up "Punk! I...I...don't feel very well...Mickie said she'd give you a ride." She said averting her gaze. She knew she shouldn't have kissed him like that. He'd asked her, pleaded with her just to be his friend. She couldn't do it. She'd tried, she had given it her best shot and she just couldn't do it. Swallowing hard she threw her bag in the trunk. "I'm really sorry Punk...I shouldn't have...I..."

He caught her chin in his hand "I'm not." He murmured looking down into her eyes. He could see the unshed tears shining on her lashes.

"Not what?" She stammered.

"Sorry. That you kissed me. Or that I kissed you back...or that I really liked it." He admitted. "I've wanted to kiss you since that first night...I just..." He shook his head "It doesn't matter why I didn't. Now that I have...I don't think I can stop." He whispered letting his fingers slid into her hair as the other hand rested on her hip. He dipped his head and brushed his lips softly against hers.

She stood perfectly still, not moving at all as he kissed her gently.

He pulled back slightly. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked huskily.

"No." She breathed the word before he pulled her against him and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Let's go home Lyss." He murmured.

"You wanna drive?" She asked holding up the keys dangling them in front of him.

"You'd let me drive your car?" He asked grinning at her as he reached for the keys. Word had it nobody but Alyssa drove her mustang.

"Sure." She said as he opened her door.

Punk smiled down at her as she slid into the passenger seat. "Thanks for trusting me with your baby." He murmured leaning down to brush his lips against hers softly.

Alyssa glanced over at him after he'd slid behind the wheel. Adjusting the mirrors and seat to accommodate the extra eight inches of leg, he grinned. Alyssa smiled to herself. She was prepared to give him the most precious thing she had...her car paled in comparison.

Punk drove to the lodge and parked the car in between their two rooms. Getting out he ran around to open her door for her. Giving her his hand he helped her out of the car and pulled her into his arms.

Alyssa snuggled into his arms, breathing in the scent of his cologne. She couldn't believe how right if felt being in his arms.

Punk sighed as he held her close to him. His resistance was completely gone. Dropping a kiss on the top of her head he squeezed her to him. "Come on darlin...lets go upstairs." He murmured wanting to hold her close.

Alyssa allowed him to lead her up the stairs and to his room. Following him inside she sat down on the end of the bed. "Coffee?" She asked hopefully.

"Yes I have coffee, I'll make some why don't you order a pizza?" He suggested moving to the coffeepot he'd bought earlier in the week.

Alyssa nodded lying across the bed she reached for the phone and dialed the number from memory, getting a busy signal she hung it up and waited before trying again.

Punk watched her out of the corner of his eye enjoying the view of her backside as she lay across his bed. After starting the coffee he went to join her.

She felt his hand glide across her back as he slid next to her. Her skin tingled where his fingers made contact with the bare flesh exposed by her crop top. Turning to face him she saw the smirk on his face "Were you lookin’ at my ass?" She asked cocking an eyebrow as she pulled down the hem of her skirt.

"Guilty as charged." He murmured giving her a sexy grin.

"Like what ya see?" She asked huskily.

"Hell yes!" exclaimed reaching for her and pulling her into his arms.

"Punk..." She said sliding her hand up his chest.

"Yes Alyssa?" He murmured as he placed tiny kisses along her jaw to her ear.

"We need to talk..." She whimpered as his teeth found the sensitive spot just below her ear. "Before this goes any further.

"I suppose your right." He whispered into her ear. He knew there was a lot of explaining he had to do. One minute he was pushing her away and the next he was pulling her to him.

Alyssa sat up "I just want to know where I stand...what you expect here..." She whispered. If she was going to go through with this, she wanted to know up front what to expect from him.

"Lyss I don't believe in casual sex, if I have sex with a woman it's because I want to be exclusive. I don't cheat and I don't expect to be cheated on. It's happened in the past more often then not which is why I was trying so hard to push you away. I was afraid of getting pulled in and ending up hurt again." He said gently.

Alyssa cocked her head. In some ways she was very mature and responsible, in others she was naive and inexperienced. "How could anyone want anything more?" She asked, the sincerity in her eyes made him blush.

"Believe me Lyss there are woman out there that can't handle a monogamous relationship. I always seem to find them."

Alyssa straightened on the bed. "I think I can Punk...I've never met anyone like you...I've never been interested in anyone enough to have the kind of relationship you are talking about before.

Punk licked his lips nervously. "And now?" He asked reaching out to trace her jaw with his thumb.

Alyssa's eyes fell to his chest "Honestly...all I can think of is how much I want to be with you." She whispered.

Punk knew that feeling all to well. "I want to be with you too...I'm just not sure I can risk it without some kind of commitment. What do you say we agree to try it? If at any time you feel like you can't handle a commitment all you have to do is say so." He whispered his heart pounding in his chest.

Alyssa brought her eyes back to his "Agreed." She whispered.

Punk breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he was taking a huge chance on getting his heart broke but it was something he'd have to live with. Dipping his head he brushed his lips against Alyssa's. "Agreed." He mimicked softly.

Alyssa wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him. In the fifteen years since her parents had passed had she had never felt so safe and sure of a decision.

Punk nibbled on her bottom lip before moving to rain kisses over her face. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" He murmured in her ear as his hand caressed the soft skin of her stomach as her shirt inched up.

She shook her head "No...but I know you make me feel beautiful."

"Every time I look at you it takes my breath away." He murmured as his hand moved under her shirt slowly.

Alyssa knew if he continued she would be a puddle at his feet, not that she wasn't already. "Oh God...Punk..." she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

He could hear the desire in her voice and smiled down at her as his hand cupped her breast; his thumb massaging her nipple through the sheer bra she wore. Dipping his head he captured her lips in a heated kiss sliding his tongue past her lips he brushed it against hers.

She gasped at the intimacy of his touch. It was the first time she had willingly let anyone touch her the way he was.

Punk heard the gasp of surprise from Alyssa and looked down into her eyes to see it shining back at him as well as a hint of fear. It suddenly dawned on him that Alyssa had never been with anyone and that he was the first and hopefully the last to have the honor of making love to her. "If you want me to stop anything I'm doing just say the word." He whispered gently. "I know you’re scared but I won't hurt you."

"I want you Punk...I've never wanted anyone until you." She murmured, her hands clinging to his broad shoulders.

Punk slid his hand down to her hip and pulled her down so that she was lying fully on her back. "We'll take it slow babe..." He whispered. He couldn't believe how blessed he felt to have this beautiful creature wanting to give herself to him.

Alyssa looked up at him, she felt an overwhelming sense of peace as he touched her. She reached up and trailed the back of her hand across his handsome face. "You'll have to teach me." She whispered. She thought he knew...but she couldn't be sure and she didn't want to disappoint him.

"I will baby...I'll teach you everything you need to know." He whispered seeing the trust in her eyes.

He lay next to her on the bed; tender kisses and soft caresses were called for. Despite the raging inferno inside his body he did not allow himself to hurry. As much as he hungered for her, this was her night. He felt that she had bestowed an honor upon him by choosing him as her first lover and he promised by night's end that he would prove himself worthy of that honor. This would be a first for him as well.

Staring up into his eyes Alyssa let her hands play across his muscular body. Tentatively she let her fingers drift underneath his t-shirt. She was rewarded with a low groan as her fingertips danced across his bare flesh. Some things were instinctual as her hands traveled the planes of his muscles eliciting short hisses as the breath he was trying to hold rushed through his clenched teeth. She pushed his shirt up and grazed his nipple with her teeth earning her a sharp, audible intake of breath.

"My God Lyss!" He moaned fisting his hands into her long red hair.

She propped herself over him "You like that Punk?" She asked completely unaware of the seductive tone of her voice or the coy smile on her lips.

"Yes." He ground out as she flattened her tongue against his pec and flicked the tip across his nipple.

Settling his hands on her arms he hauled her up to his mouth. "Who is seducing who here?" He asked kissing the tip of her nose as she blushed.

"Am I doing it right?" She asked innocently.

"Fuck yes." He groaned. "Lyss...my God I want you." He whispered burying his face in the crook of her neck.

"I'm yours." She said quietly.

It was his undoing. As he stepped over the edge of the prepice he found himself falling headlong in love with Alyssa Montgomery.

Deftly he maneuvered their bodies so that she was half pinned underneath him. Catching her hands in his he brought them over her head, forcing her heaving breasts upward toward his gaze. He placed a single kiss on the palm of her hand before licking a path down the sensitive flesh of her arm. Trailing kisses across her shoulder blade to her collarbone he let the other hand glide down her side, brushing against the swell of her breast and down to her hip.

Finding the zipper of her skirt he lowered it slowly. He could feel her anticipation throbbing at every pulse point he encountered. He moved to kneel next to her and edged the black material down her shapely legs. Throwing it behind him to the floor he gazed down at her. He could feel his hard cock aching and straining against the denim prison.

"You are simply incredible Alyssa." He murmured "Everything about you fills me with wonder...and hope." He leaned down until his lips were just a breath above hers as his continued. "From your wit, to your long red hair, to your gentle giving nature..." he ran his finger across her cheek "Those beautiful eyes..." his hand continued down her body to palm her breast "Your incredible body..."

She kissed him as she reached between her breasts and unhooked the clasp. She pushed the lacy material off her skin as he lost himself in the valley of her breasts. As he suckled one of her nipples he moved his hand to the juncture of her thighs. He could feel the heat emanating from her core and when his fingers made contact with her lace covered mound he groaned when he felt her wet and ready.

Alyssa lay writhing on the bed as Punk worked his finger under the band of her panties. When he slid one finger into her dripping core her eyes shot open and she tried to push his hand away. "No..." She whispered her voice tinged in fear and uncertainty.

He stilled immediately. "Babe...it's okay." He whispered tenderly. "Trust me Lyss...it'll be better this way." He assured her looking down into her eyes. He reached for the band of lace once again and slid the material down her legs and pulled them off. Tossing them to the floor on top of his t-shirt he moved to kiss her again. "Slowly." He told himself.

"Punk...I'm scared." She admitted closing her eyes.

He gathered her into his arms. "I know babe...and if you want to stop, we will." He said holding her closely.

"I...I..." She stammered, feeling guilty. He shouldn't have to deal with her fear and uncertainty or her inexperience.

"Lyss." He said her name firmly. "Look at me."

She opened her eyes and met his.

"If you aren't ready, say so. " He murmured. "All I want is to be with you, and that doesn't necessarily mean sex. We can lay here in each other’s arms and talk...we can watch movies...what ever you want, as long as you are with me."

She gave him a small smile "I do want to...I'm just..."

"What are you scared of? That I'll hurt you?" He asked knowing that her fear would probably increase when she saw him.

She nodded "I've never done this before and..."

He brushed the hair from her face. "I know babe. I'm not going to lie to you. At first...it probably will hurt. If you trust me I know a couple of things that will help...prepare you and it won't hurt as much as it could. I promise up until the final moment, nothing will hurt." He whispered gently. "Do you trust me?" He asked.

She took a deep breath and nodded "I do."

Gently he kissed her, trying to recapture some of the heat that had cooled but not so much that he forgot what he was doing and lost himself in her. He moved his hand back down her body until it was resting on her inner thigh. "I promise Lyss...it's okay." He murmured as he slid his finger along her lips. Gently, tentatively he slid it into her opening. He trailed kisses along her abdomen as he moved down her body. He probed the opening with a single finger, after several minutes he added a second and bent his head to taste her for the first time.

His tongue flicked across her clit and she arched off the bed, his name on her lips. Groaning he held himself in check as he licked and sucked at her sex, all the while stretching her with his fingers. He could feel her fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulders as her body trembled underneath his touch. The increasing intensity and decibel of her moans told him she was close to her first orgasm and he quickly added a third finger. He felt her muscles spasm around his fingers as her hand slid into his hair and she bucked her hips against him.

As she came down from the high of her release he moved back up to her mouth. "You okay angel?" He whispered, stroking her cheek softly.

"Dear God in Heaven..." she panted "Punk...that was..." She took a deep breath. Words to describe the feeling escaped her.

He put his fingers to her lips. "Shhhhh, my love. That is only the beginning. We are going to spend the rest of our lives loving each other."

She nodded her eyes full of desire and trust.

He stood next to the bed and looked down at her with a soft smile. He'd never experienced anything like the feeling of loving her. His hands moved to the button on his jeans, popping it open he kept his eyes trained on hers.

She sat up and ran her hands down his chest to his abdomen. "May I?" She asked softly as she covered his hands with hers. He nodded and bit back a groan, her fingers brushed against his cock as she lowered the zipper and peeled the denim from his body.

She could see his cock pressing against the fabric of his boxers and she licked her lips nervously as her hands moved back up his legs to the band of elastic at his hips. She took a deep breath and the material followed the path of his jeans. Alyssa couldn't suppress the gasp as his cock came into view. She was no prude and she'd seen men naked before but the sight that met her eyes was enough to bring back the fear with a jolt.

Punk took a deep breath and reached for her hand. "I promise Lyss." He whispered.

She nodded, as he wrapped both of their hands around his shaft and stroked it slowly. He let her get used to the feel of his aching cock before removing his own hand and resting it on her shoulder. After a couple of minutes of her stroking him he was ready to explode and her fingers were covered in pre-cum. He gently pushed her back onto the bed and moved to settle himself between her legs. He could feel her trembling and wasn't sure if it was fear or desire.

Alyssa fought back the fear that engulfed her as she felt his cock pressing against her opening. Looking up into Punks eyes she saw tenderness there and knew she could trust him. She'd never felt that with any other man. Nodding her consent she reached up and brushed his long locks out of his face.

He took a deep breath and pressed forward. Had he been the average male it would simply have been uncomfortable for her. He knew it would hurt, momentarily he contemplated stopping entirely and backing out.

"Please don't stop." She whispered reading the uncertainty in his eyes.

He bit his lip and watched her intently. Alyssa gasped as he slowly slid inside of her stretching her to the limits. With a patience that surprised even him he worked his hardness into the tight sheath of her pussy. He had maybe two inches inside her when he met the barrier of her virginity. This surprised him, considering her athleticism. "Fuck." He muttered knowing that this obstacle was going to make it that much more painful.

Leaning down he kissed her tenderly, murmuring softly against her lips. He didn't want to hurt her but knew if he stopped now she'd be devastated and think it was because she had disappointed him somehow. "It'll hurt for a minute love." He whispered looking down into her eyes as he pulled back slightly.

As she tensed he realized warning her may not have been the best idea as he felt her muscles spasm around him. Bracing himself he thrust forward and felt the barrier give as he sank deeply into her small body.

Alyssa's eyes widened as pain shot through her body. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out.

Punk stilled allowing her to adjust to his size. "I'm sorry baby...I'm sorry." He choked out, kissing her lips. He hated causing her pain, it hurt him just as much as it had her.

Alyssa breathed fast, as the pain reverberated through her body. She didn't understand how anyone could want to do this more than once. Looking up at him she felt the tears slid from her eyes as she bit her lip until she could taste the metallic tang of blood.

Punk felt the guilt eat away at him as she cried. Leaning down he kissed the tears from her face. He knew if he didn't begin to move soon it would be harder on her but he wasn't moving an inch without her consent. "Do you want me to continue?" He asked gently.

She nodded as fear gripped her heart. She wondered if it was just her, or if she would ever enjoy this part of their relationship. She wasn't stupid, she knew most people did.

Punk kissed her as he began to move inside her slowly allowing her to adjust fully to his size.

As the pain began to subside Alyssa was surprised when her body began to respond to him as if it had a will of it's own she found herself locking her legs around his hips and moving beneath him as tiny flames of desire licked at her body.

He could feel the change in her as he slowly increased the tempo. Before he knew it he could feel her wetness surrounding him once again and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's it angel..." He encouraged as she rotated her hips in an effort to get closer to him.

Alyssa moaned his name as the flames threatened to engulf her. Raising her head she kissed his shoulder before gently sinking her teeth into his flesh.

"Oh fuck!" He hissed feeling her teeth. His hips jerked in response as he drove deeper into her than he had intended. He felt the tip of his cock make contact with her cervix and her teeth sank deeper into his shoulder. The pain caught him by surprise and he was sure she'd drawn blood. That thought sent him hurtling toward the edge.

Alyssa tasted the blood on her lips and dropped her head back on the pillow staring at him wide eyed. She hadn't meant to draw blood."I'm sorry..." She whispered licking her lips.

"Don't worry about it love." He rasped.

Alyssa felt her walls begin to clutch him as he continued to move inside of her. Reaching up she wiped the sweat off his brow with her hand. "Don't stop please." She whimpered.

"Never." He murmured "Lyss..." he trailed off wondering if she was ready to hear the words that echoed through his heart.

"Yeah babe?" She whispered arching up to meet him.

He decided against uttering what he was feeling as she moved against him bringing him closer and closer to his release.

Alyssa ran her hands across his shoulders and down his sides until she cupped his ass in her hands. Squeezing it she groaned as once again he drove deep inside of her.

The coiling in the pit of her stomach caught her by surprise and she bucked her hips instinctively as he lowered his lips and closed them over her nipple.

"God Punk...Oh God!" She whimpered as the orgasm spread through her body. Her fingernails dug into his ass as she screamed his name.

Hearing his name ripped from her lips, coupled with her walls clenching his already pulsing cock, he exploded inside of her coating her walls with his cum. Breathing heavy he collapsed on top of her using his forearms to keep from crushing her. Burying his face in her neck he breathed her name fighting to regain his composure. Never in his life had sex hit him as intensely as it did with Alyssa.

"Is it always like that?" She asked softly.

"Only if you’re lucky." He whispered against her neck. "And we must be very, very lucky." He added kissing her neck gently.

"Will it always hurt?" She asked.

"No babe, just that once I promise. It might be a little uncomfortable the next time because your not used to it, but it won't hurt." He murmured moving to look down into her eyes. "Did I hurt you badly?" He asked worried.

Alyssa bit her lip, "It only really hurt for a few seconds...sorry I bit you."

Punk gave her a cocky grin. "You don’t hear me complaining do you?" He asked with a wink.

Alyssa cocked her eyebrows "No, I don‘t."

Punk chuckled. "It's fine honey I just wasn't expecting it." He said dropping a kiss on her lips. The taste of his blood coupled with her lingering essence on his lips sent a jolt of electricity straight to his groin.

Alyssa cocked her head as she ran her finger over his shoulder. "You should probably wash that off." She commented pulling back her finger; it was covered in his blood.

"You’re probably right." He agreed.

Getting up from the bed he padded into the bathroom and washed the blood from his shoulder. He returned to the bed and looked down at her.

She was positively glowing. He took a minute to memorize the way she looked at that moment; he wanted to be able to recall it in the future on the nights they were separated. Her long red hair spilled across the pillow as she gazed back at him. Her eyes were soft with satisfaction, her lips swollen from his kisses, and he noticed a faint redness across her skin from his beard.

She held out her hand to him. "Hold me." She whispered as her emotions overwhelmed her and she felt the tears prick her eyes.

He couldn't refuse her any request and was thrilled to grant the current one. Sliding into the bed next to her he slipped his arms around her and held her close. Stroking her hair and whispering words of comfort he held her until she drifted off to sleep. It wasn't long before sleep also claimed his satisfied body.

The next three weeks were the happiest time Punk could remember enjoying outside of a wrestling ring or inside it for that matter. With Alyssa by his side it seemed nothing could go wrong. He sat in his room at the table surfing the internet. Alyssa had just stepped out of the shower as he swore seeing a ridiculous comment by Dave Meltzer.

"What's wrong babe?" She asked walking up behind him and looking over his shoulder. Dripping water from her hair she scanned the page before seeing his name. "And on a related note, word backstage at OVW is that CM Punk's new valet, Onyx is following in the footsteps of his previous valets and sharing an "intimate" relationship with the chick magnet...must be nice to be CM Punk!"

He held his breath, waiting for her reaction. He'd never lied to her about Tracy or Daffney. She turned her head and kissed his cheek. "It's nicer to be Onyx." She said with a wink.

He let out the breath he had been holding. "No, it's nicer to be in Onyx." He said pulling her into his lap and running his hands underneath the towel.

"You're gonna ruin the laptop." She laughed.

"Fuck the laptop." He hissed biting her neck playfully.

She shook her head "I'd rather fuck you."

He laughed and stood up, carrying her to the bed he made every wish come true.
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