To the Extreme

“…To that Extreme”
A Kid sister Cookie.
By Famous 1064
A gift for Taker’s Jealousy
Disclaimer - Don't own it, Don't Claim to, Don't sue me


They were fighting. No one could deny that. The yelling started out on the ramp. Jeff made a stupid mistake. It had cost them a match. She was mad at him for attempting to kill himself. He was mad at himself for taking an “easy” move jump off a ladder and Making it “too extreme” as she called it. Now they were behind the curtain and going at it like rabid dogs. Everyone knew Jess was highly pissed. Even with her small size compared to the rest of the roster, her temper was renowned. Even Glenn held his scars after he called her bitch once. It seemed only Faith didn’t fear her. That wasn’t true though tonight, even Faith was giving her wide berth and hiding behind a backstage amplifier.

“What are you trying to do Jeff? Live fast, die young, make a beautiful corpse?”

“I thought I could do it. It seemed simple!”

“You can’t combine moves on the spur of the moment Jeffrey! People’s lives are at stake out there! What if you had made Andrew into another Droz? Or Owen for Christ’s Sake! You should be damned glad he walked away from the ring tonight!”

The arguing got more heated as time went. Vince told them more than once to “cut the shit! It’s over! Deal with it!” At one point Mark thought it might get violent and had to pull Jess off of Jeff. JR came up the ramp for a bottle of water about 20 minutes after the fight had began and suggested they take it elsewhere.

“Fine, Jeff….This way!”

They marched off together to an open locker room and locked the door. “Now, Jessica are you going to tell me just why you are so pissed off at me?”

“Because you could have killed Andrew! You didn’t know what would happen if you combined a Swanton and a Twist…”

Her sentence went unfinished as Jeff pulled her to him and ravished her mouth. She completely relaxed into him as he ran his hands over anything he could reach on her body. She moaned as he cupped her ass in his hands and moved around to lick her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair. Moving her head down to lightly nip his ear, neck and shoulder, she moaned her approval at the newly discovered bulge between his legs. He moved back to lift the metallic blue and white shirt from her body, quickly returning to her.

As he returned his attentions to her, she fumbled for the clasp on his belt. Finally, unlatching the buckle, she relieved him of the burdening Kikwear. She leaned him back to marvel at him. She always did love how the muscles flowed and rippled under his skin. She ran her hands over his shoulders, down his arms to the large hands, which had held her in some of their most intimate moments. He stared at her eyes. The ones that had shown him pure ecstasy since he had first been with her and ever since.

“Jeff, I…”

He placed his fingers on her lips and silenced her. He leaned down to her and laid her back. “Don’t speak. There’s no need.”

He slowly removed her clothing, delaying the act. He licked nearly every inch of barren skin on her body. She spread herself for him. She knew what he liked to do. She knew every part of him as he knew her.

Moving between her legs, he used his fingers to enter her. She still gasped every time they were together. It was like the sensations were new, the feelings never before touched. This time was no different. She gave a pleading moan as he entered her with just a second finger. Grinning to himself, he moved between her legs and somewhat forcefully sent his tongue into her sweetness.

“OH MY GOD!” The invasion was not without warning but still sent her skyrocketing into a state of oblivion.

As the fireworks within her body were slowly dying, He crawled up to her, allowing her to taste herself on his lips. He pulled away and smirked at her very prone and nude form. “Would you like more my dear?”

The pleading in her eyes was enough for him as he covered her body. He entered her slowly, teasing her at first and then allowing her to feel every inch of him. They steadily gathered to each other, Jeff delaying his pleasure in favor of hers. Tears welled in both their eyes as she cried her love of him to the heavens. She was silenced as his mouth covered hers to stifle his cries of joy. They hit the abyss one after another, hers creating his. No one could tell one from the other at this point. They were one and had again pledged their Love to each other.

After they had redressed, they came out of the Locker room they had secluded themselves in. Loud and very raucous applause came from all sides. Everyone from Vince, Mark and Paul down to the ring crew had heard a good portion of what had happened in that room. Both had the courtesy, at least, to blush when asked how it was.

Faith and Glenn were sitting in the background, watching intently.

“Glenn, hun.”

“Yes darlin’?”

“I don’t know which is worse. The fact that I just heard my brother get laid, or the fact it’s actually sweet.”

Glenn chuckled as he pulled his woman in to his lap. “I don’t know, but Faith, let’s take ourselves to that Extreme.”

~*Fin*~