Aj's POV
I grab my comic books from my bag and run to the bed and after changing in my sweats and I start reading and Dean storms in
Aj:Hey
Dean:Hey
Aj:You okay?
Dean:Yeah I just had a long day
Dean sits at the foot of the bed and I put my comic on the desktop and crawl over to Dean and massage his shoulders
Aj:Wanna talk about it
Dean:I'm supposed to drop my title
Aj:To who?
Dean:Some NXT rookie
Aj:Shit. Did you a Paul talk about it
Dean:Paul came up with the idea
Aj:It'll be okay
Dean:I just got the damn thing now I gotta lose it to some mediocre rookie
Aj:Hey...
I grab Dean's chin and bring his face to mine so our lips are inches apart
Aj:Tonight...you're the champ
Dean:I'm the champ
Aj:So come on and act like it
Dean turns around and shoves me on the bed so I'm laying on my back and he attacks my neck making me groan
Aj:Jon...
Dean:Yes baby?
Aj:Go slow
Dean kicks off his boots and unbuttons his pants and lifts my shirt up
Dean:Anything you want princess
Dean takes my shorts off and smirks as he leans towards me and touches my breasts and kisses my temple then my lips
Dean:I love you so much
Aj:I love you too
Dean takes my panties off then pushes himself inside of me and I whimper
Dean:(moaning)Shit baby
I adjust myself under Dean and nod my head so he can go harder and he groans harder
Dean:Baby?
Aj:It's okay Jon
Dean thrusts himself inside harder and deeper and honestly he's so good it brings a tear to my eye
Dean:Baby what's wrong?
Aj:N—N-nothing Jon I'm okay
Dean:You sure?
Dean keeps stroking and I spread my legs wider and claw my nails into his back as he grabs the sheet from beneath me
Aj:(Moaning)Baby I'm about to—
Before I finish my sentence Dean crashes his lips onto mine I know some people say sex is hard work...but fuck those people I love every second of this
Dean's strokes star getting more aggressive and I bite down on his lip drawing blood to it as my breathing patterns and I struggle to form any words so I nod my head over and over again and I reach the edge of me about to cum someone knocks on the door
Dean:We're not here!
I grab Dean's arm and he groans as he cums inside me and I release onto him and he groans
Dean:Fuck
Aj:Round 2?
Dean:Baby...
Dean chuckles and rests on my chest and I giggle and run my fingers through his hair
Dean:I need some protein
Dean rolls over and I get up and grab my shorts and put them on along with his shirt he was wearing
Dean:Can I ask you something?
Aj:What?
Dean:Remember when you first got here?
Aj:Nxt?
Dean:Yeah
Aj:I remember are you gonna ask me if I still have that turtle costume? Cuz I don't I threw it away
Dean:No it's not that
Aj:So what's the question?
I shoot up and Dean touches my shoulder and he stares at me in a serious tone
Aj:You're scaring me honey
Dean:Edwin
Aj:What?
Dean:Did you screw him?
Aj:Does it matter?
Dean:I mean I asked so why can't you admit it?
Aj:Admit what?
Dean:That you fucked him?
Aj:Why does it matter who I fucked?
Dean:Aj it's clear you guys had a lot of chemistry he's...ya know and I'm ya know
Aj:I'm lost
Dean:He's a second generation Puerto Rican wrestler that has SO MUCH IN COMMON WITH YOU and I'm just some white trash who doesn't even have a dad
Aj:So what are you basing this off of? We're both Puerto Rican?
Dean:It just makes sense
Aj:YOU SOUND SO FUCKING DUMB JON
Dean:Well did you
Aj:ONCE AGAIN WHY DOES IT EVEN FUCKING MATTER?
Dean:BECAUSE YOU'RE STILL TEXTING HIM
Dean grabs my phone and throws it against the wall smashing it into pieces not caring at ALL and his face gets super red
Aj:Okay...we dated
Dean:Did you fuck him?
Aj:Yeah
Dean:Did you love him?
Aj:Yeah he was my first...ever he meant a lot to me
Dean:So you're first love? He's still texting you and you respond back?
Aj:Jon we did not just have sex for you to tell me this and lash out?
I turn around and Dean grabs his bags and his phone and I step in front of him
Aj:Where are you going
Dean:I'm getting a new hotel room
Aj:For what?
Dean:We're done Aj
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Sleeping with my enemy
RomanceDean and Aj have been at each other's throat since he stepped on the WWE arena floor mat see what happens when they both hit rough patches in their separate relationships and look to each other to console their emotions.