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Category:
WWF/WWE › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
2,665
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 12
Trish closed the Hardy Boyz locker room door behind them. Jeff winced as he put an ice pack on the back of his head.
"Is he ok?" Trish asked as the refs walked toward the door.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. A blow like that to the head can know anyone off their feet." One ref said.
"I don't think it's anything to worry about" The other ref answered as they left.
"Are you ok?" She asked as he turned to Jeff.
"No, I'm not" He sighed.
"What's wrong?" She asked with concern.
"Damn that William Regal! I lost my cruiserweight title because of that ass- kisser" Jeff cried angrily.
"But physically your ok?" Trish repeated.
"I'm alittle sore and my head hurts but that's about it. God, I can't believe I lost my title." Jeff groaned.
"Your still a champion, you don't need a title to be a champion." Trish replied trying to comfort him.
"I liked having a title. I came so close to winning the undisputed title, but it was never enough. Now I had the chance to prove I was good enough, to prove I'm extreme, to prove I'm a champion and I lose!" Jeff exclaimed.
"You've always been extreme. Your the most extreme person I know! You are good enough. Title or no title you are a champion, and you prove yourself every night. Why else do you think the fans love you so much?" Trish replied. She touched his face and he looked into her eyes. She hated seeing him like this. Sadness crossed her features, as he looked at her she leaned in and kissed him.
"Guess we won't be celebrating tonight" She whispered.
"We can still celebrate. Whatcha have in mind?" Jeff asked.
"No, your sore, you should relax tonight. We can celebrate tomorrow." Trish replied.
"We can still celebrate tonight it's not that bad." Jeff insisted.
"Tomorrow! And that's final! Come on let's go back to the hotel." Trish smiled.
"ok, fine are you sure?" Jeff asked.
"Yes let's go" Trish replied.
Trish had been staying in Jeff's room for a while. So they finally decided to get one room.
"Are you feeling any better? Want some food or anything?" Trish asked. She was wearing a white tank top and mini shorts.
"No thanks, I'm fine" Jeff replied "Actually there is something" He added changing his mind.
"What?" Trish asked as he kissed her. "That's it?" She smiled.
"Well, it made me feel better" Jeff smirked.
"Really? So if I kiss you boo-boo it'll feel better?" Trish joked flirtatiously as she softly kissed his neck.
"Much better" Jeff smiled.
They began to kiss. He tongue softly slipped pat her lips. Jeff rolled over on top of her. She ran her hand down his shirt feeling his muscular chest. The kissing continued but it became more heated, more passionate, more needing more intense. Trish pulled up Jeff's shirt slowly as if she didn't want him to notice, then she pulled it over his head breaking the kiss for a moment. He looked down at her, into her eyes.
"I love you" He whispered.
"I love you too" She whispered back. They began to kiss again and she pulled off her own shirt.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Jeff asked.
"What? Take off my shirt?" Trish whispered.
"No, I mean, things aren't moving too fast are they?" Jeff asked.
"If they were I'd tell you. Right now, their moving too slow." Trish replied as she pulled him down into another passionate kiss. Jeff ran his hand down her side then back up. They savored each moment. She began to play with his buckle until it became undone. She moved her lips from his mouth to his chest, she placed sweet kisses all over his chest and then back to his mouth. Now, he was only in his boxers. Jeff kept moving his hand up and down her side until Trish placed it on her breast, something she believed Jeff was too afraid to do, he was too much of a gentlemen. With his other hand he began to pull down her shorts, Trish helped him take them off. Jeff moved his hand to her arm and slipped the strap of her bra down her shoulder. His lips traced down her neck to her chest, down her stomach and then back up. Trish got to her knees and unhooked her bra. Jeff placed his hands on the straps and slowly slipped it down her shoulders then tossed it to the floor. He began to stare at her and she pulled him down into another kiss. He began to play with her thongs, then pulled them to her knees, and the rest of the way off. He pulled back from the kissing and just stared at her in awe. Why was he staring at her? Trish began to feel awkward instead of her usual confidence. She became nervous and filled with fear.
"Your beautiful" Jeff whispered. As if he had just truly seen her for the first time. She smiled and sighed in relief. She smiled and pulled him down into another kiss. Underneath the sheets his boxers finally came off. Trish looked down in curiosity.
"I'm impressed" Trish whispered. 'extremely impressed' she thought with a smile. Jeff held a condom in his hand
"Are you sure?" Jeff asked as if it were her first time, and that's how every women should be treated.
"More than I've ever been about anything. Make love to me Jeff" Trish smiled.
He stared into her eyes as he slipped inside of her. He began to move around within her as she moaned in pleasure. He softly kissed her, but mostly looked into her eyes. This wasn't sex, this was making love which made it a lot different. He began to move a little faster and harder, her back arched and her chest pressed into his. She moaned in exstacy. She began to scratch his back as they continued to make love. He moved around inside of her exploring the place he had never gone. She gasped with multiple orgasms. This time was unlike any other time she had experienced. It even brought tears to her eyes.
"Are you ok?" He whispered.
"Yes" she cried in happiness, joy, pleasure. They continued to make love.
"Baby" I can't believe your cruiser weight champion. I knew you could do it!" Torrie exclaimed as she hugged Maven in the comfy hotel room bed.
"Yeah, I'm so happy. This is a dream come true! First I win tough enough, the I'm three time hardcore champion, and now I'm cruiser weight champion, plus I'm dating the WWE Ms. Golden thing award!" Maven smiled.
"Yeah, you're a lucky guy. And your about to get even luckier." Torrie replied as she kissed him.
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapters but I started this story when I was alot younger. The later chapters are longer and better IMHO. Thanks and please review
"Is he ok?" Trish asked as the refs walked toward the door.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. A blow like that to the head can know anyone off their feet." One ref said.
"I don't think it's anything to worry about" The other ref answered as they left.
"Are you ok?" She asked as he turned to Jeff.
"No, I'm not" He sighed.
"What's wrong?" She asked with concern.
"Damn that William Regal! I lost my cruiserweight title because of that ass- kisser" Jeff cried angrily.
"But physically your ok?" Trish repeated.
"I'm alittle sore and my head hurts but that's about it. God, I can't believe I lost my title." Jeff groaned.
"Your still a champion, you don't need a title to be a champion." Trish replied trying to comfort him.
"I liked having a title. I came so close to winning the undisputed title, but it was never enough. Now I had the chance to prove I was good enough, to prove I'm extreme, to prove I'm a champion and I lose!" Jeff exclaimed.
"You've always been extreme. Your the most extreme person I know! You are good enough. Title or no title you are a champion, and you prove yourself every night. Why else do you think the fans love you so much?" Trish replied. She touched his face and he looked into her eyes. She hated seeing him like this. Sadness crossed her features, as he looked at her she leaned in and kissed him.
"Guess we won't be celebrating tonight" She whispered.
"We can still celebrate. Whatcha have in mind?" Jeff asked.
"No, your sore, you should relax tonight. We can celebrate tomorrow." Trish replied.
"We can still celebrate tonight it's not that bad." Jeff insisted.
"Tomorrow! And that's final! Come on let's go back to the hotel." Trish smiled.
"ok, fine are you sure?" Jeff asked.
"Yes let's go" Trish replied.
Trish had been staying in Jeff's room for a while. So they finally decided to get one room.
"Are you feeling any better? Want some food or anything?" Trish asked. She was wearing a white tank top and mini shorts.
"No thanks, I'm fine" Jeff replied "Actually there is something" He added changing his mind.
"What?" Trish asked as he kissed her. "That's it?" She smiled.
"Well, it made me feel better" Jeff smirked.
"Really? So if I kiss you boo-boo it'll feel better?" Trish joked flirtatiously as she softly kissed his neck.
"Much better" Jeff smiled.
They began to kiss. He tongue softly slipped pat her lips. Jeff rolled over on top of her. She ran her hand down his shirt feeling his muscular chest. The kissing continued but it became more heated, more passionate, more needing more intense. Trish pulled up Jeff's shirt slowly as if she didn't want him to notice, then she pulled it over his head breaking the kiss for a moment. He looked down at her, into her eyes.
"I love you" He whispered.
"I love you too" She whispered back. They began to kiss again and she pulled off her own shirt.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Jeff asked.
"What? Take off my shirt?" Trish whispered.
"No, I mean, things aren't moving too fast are they?" Jeff asked.
"If they were I'd tell you. Right now, their moving too slow." Trish replied as she pulled him down into another passionate kiss. Jeff ran his hand down her side then back up. They savored each moment. She began to play with his buckle until it became undone. She moved her lips from his mouth to his chest, she placed sweet kisses all over his chest and then back to his mouth. Now, he was only in his boxers. Jeff kept moving his hand up and down her side until Trish placed it on her breast, something she believed Jeff was too afraid to do, he was too much of a gentlemen. With his other hand he began to pull down her shorts, Trish helped him take them off. Jeff moved his hand to her arm and slipped the strap of her bra down her shoulder. His lips traced down her neck to her chest, down her stomach and then back up. Trish got to her knees and unhooked her bra. Jeff placed his hands on the straps and slowly slipped it down her shoulders then tossed it to the floor. He began to stare at her and she pulled him down into another kiss. He began to play with her thongs, then pulled them to her knees, and the rest of the way off. He pulled back from the kissing and just stared at her in awe. Why was he staring at her? Trish began to feel awkward instead of her usual confidence. She became nervous and filled with fear.
"Your beautiful" Jeff whispered. As if he had just truly seen her for the first time. She smiled and sighed in relief. She smiled and pulled him down into another kiss. Underneath the sheets his boxers finally came off. Trish looked down in curiosity.
"I'm impressed" Trish whispered. 'extremely impressed' she thought with a smile. Jeff held a condom in his hand
"Are you sure?" Jeff asked as if it were her first time, and that's how every women should be treated.
"More than I've ever been about anything. Make love to me Jeff" Trish smiled.
He stared into her eyes as he slipped inside of her. He began to move around within her as she moaned in pleasure. He softly kissed her, but mostly looked into her eyes. This wasn't sex, this was making love which made it a lot different. He began to move a little faster and harder, her back arched and her chest pressed into his. She moaned in exstacy. She began to scratch his back as they continued to make love. He moved around inside of her exploring the place he had never gone. She gasped with multiple orgasms. This time was unlike any other time she had experienced. It even brought tears to her eyes.
"Are you ok?" He whispered.
"Yes" she cried in happiness, joy, pleasure. They continued to make love.
"Baby" I can't believe your cruiser weight champion. I knew you could do it!" Torrie exclaimed as she hugged Maven in the comfy hotel room bed.
"Yeah, I'm so happy. This is a dream come true! First I win tough enough, the I'm three time hardcore champion, and now I'm cruiser weight champion, plus I'm dating the WWE Ms. Golden thing award!" Maven smiled.
"Yeah, you're a lucky guy. And your about to get even luckier." Torrie replied as she kissed him.
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapters but I started this story when I was alot younger. The later chapters are longer and better IMHO. Thanks and please review