The impact of something (or someone, rather) landing on your midsection awakes you from sleep the next morning.

Your eyes flutter open and you see Tegan lying across you while looking back with a cocky smile. She has the nerve to comment on the situation, "Morning sunshine!"

"Ow," you reply dumbly, slipping your feet out from underneath her. She watches with that unwavering smile as you will yourself out of bed and shuffle over to your dresser. Ever since Alexa moved in, it's been covered in her random things. The tour in Japan only made things worse, too.

As you begin to put your t-shirt on, a pair of arms wrap around you and Tegan whispers, "Any chance we can, y'know... enjoy ourselves for a little bit?"

You turn around and embrace Tegan, but before it can get too heated you mournfully reply, "Believe me, I want to, but we've got stuff to do today."

"Please (Y/N)?" she begs, clinging onto you and giving you the puppy dog eyes. You want to give in and fuck her so bad, but you manage to contain yourself.

"You know I want to Tegan, but you know how we are. A quickie ends up being all night."

"You're no fun," she pouts, letting go of you and walking towards the door. She stops in the doorway and turns to you, waiting for you to join her.

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow morning, I promise!"

"Oh, I'm sure Mr. Popular. C'mon, we ought to be leaving soon; wouldn't want to keep Dakota waiting."

After a few more minutes of readying up and eating enough random food to call a meal, you join Tegan out in the car and you begin to drive towards the airport. It still sucks knowing that you went from the Universal Champion to just another NXT guy.

"So how are you holding up recently?" Tegan asks, looking over at you with her expression full of worry. With the sex you two have had recently, it's easy to forget that she's your best friend.

"I'll be fine as long as I've got friends like you," you reply honestly as you pull into the parking lot. The two of you grab your stuff and you toss the keys to the valet guy.

"Are you sure, (Y/N)? I mean, you got demoted all the way down to the bottom..."

"I'm still on TV, aren't I? Don't worry about me Tegan, I'm a big boy now." Not two seconds later, you are nearly tackled by Dakota Kai, your best friend's lady friend.

"Hey (Y/N)!" she squeals excitedly, only backing off when Tegan starts cracking up.

"Missed you too," you chuckle, and she blushes deeply.

"You can sleep with me until the tour is over."

"Nuh uh, he's sleeping with me," Tegan interjects, and the two girls walk away playfully bickering. They wave goodbye to you and you wave back.

You're sitting on a box scrolling through your phone when you notice Johnny Gargano and Candice LeRae walking towards you. You greet them both with a bear hug.

"Well if it isn't the man of the hour," laughs Johnny, looking you up and down to admire how you've changed. Candice does the same, but she probably does it for a different reason.

"It'd be cool if it was for anything else."

"Look on the bright side! At least you're bigger than Johnny," Candice jokes, elbowing you in the gut. It doesn't really seem like that much of a joke, though... Johhny, who was only half paying attention, perks up at the playful insult.

"Hey, I'm still here!"

"You guys are still adorable." You laugh at the dynamic between the Garganos. You've known them both for many years, and before they were even engaged you knew they were perfect for each other.

"Thanks! You're still pretty cute, too," Candice replies, biting her bottom lip and eyeing you up and down like she did earlier. Her husband doesn't seem to notice, which is probably for the better. The idea of Candice flirting with you is a little uncomfortable.

Johnny pulls out his phone and swears under his breath before saying that he and Candice need to be somewhere. Candice turns around and waves back at you as Johnny drags her away, and you can swear that she blew you a kiss just before rounding a corner and moving out of sight.

You end up walking a little more, and just like the idea that all roads lead back to Rome, all hallways lead back to catering. Just as you're about to grab some food and grab a seat, you hear a commotion happening further down the hallway.

Upon further inspection you find three girls huddled around one girl, and that one girl seems kind of upset.

"Ayo, what's happenin' back here?" you ask rather forcefully, and one of the girls turns around. You immediately recognize her as Jessamyn Duke, so you know exactly who the other two are.

"Well if it isn't (Y/N), the guy that all the girls wanna be with!" Shayna laughs harshly, and the other girls do as well. The girl they were surrounding is a little confused. Shayna continues taunting you, "Honestly, I don't see the appeal."

"Listen, I don't want any trouble, but-"

"Neither do we. Mind your own business and there won't be any."

This is getting old real quick. You push past Shayna and her goons and offer your hand to the woman in question. You know her, too: Taynara Conti. You ask, "You comin' or what?"

She takes your hand and you pull her away from the girls. You don't actually know what was going on, but it seemed like she wasn't having a great time. Her lack of rejecting your offered hand supports this theory. The two of you enter an empty room and she sits down on a couch. You sit beside her and begin to ask her about what happened.

"So what was that all about?" you ask as she regains her wits. Something tells you she's not so quiet all the time.

"I don't know, but they're assholes. They think they run the place or something," Taynara answers, crossing her arms and slightly sinking into the couch. From what you know about them, this makes sense. Well, you actually thought that Shayna is nice, but maybe she's someone different at work than she is at home.

"So how can we get them off your back?"

"We can't. As soon as you're not around they'll be back at it again." Taynara seems really upset, so you scoot closer to her and wrap an arm around her shoulders. It comforts her, even if only a little.

"They stay close to me."

"How close?"

"Well, as close as you'd like."

Tay climbs into your lap and looks you right in the eyes, and for the first time you see a smile on her face. The only thing running through your mind right now is just how beautiful she really is.

"Is this close enough?" she whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You feel a tingling down low, and it's likely that Taynara does as well.

"It's perfect," you reply, kissing her right on the lips. Piece by piece your clothing comes off and so does hers. Soon you're both naked on the couch and Taynara is grinding your cock. Her body is even more beautiful when you can see all of it... those breasts...

You bite and suck on her nipples. She moans slightly with each gentle nip and presses her chest more forcefully into your face. Never have you ever seen tits so perfect, and Alexa Bliss' rack is a 10/10.

"You ready?" you finally ask, unable to contain yourself. The sensation of Tay grinding her pussy against your cock is too much; you need to be inside her right now.

She nods, elevating herself above your waist just enough for you to line your dick up underneath her. Loud moans fill the room as she takes you in her tight cunt. Her walls stretch to try and accommodate your thick rod.

"Holy shit Tay," you groan as she begins to bounce up and down on your cock. Her gasps and moans are probably loud enough for anyone who listens hard enough to hear, but neither of you are worried about that. Taynara stares into your eyes as she rides you, and you find yourself mesmerized in her lustful yet piercing gaze.

She grabs your head and kisses you fiercely, and you happily return that embrace. Your tongue clashes with hers as you both near your climaxes.

Suddenly she breaks away from the kiss and throws her head back, moaning loud enough for the entire arena to hear as she reaches her orgasm. Her already tight pussy becomes even tighter and she spills her juices onto your throbbing erection.

"I'll take it from here, Taynara." You lay her on her back and climb on top of her with your dick still inside her vagina. She stares up at you, her face displaying pure bliss.

You ram into her over and over, shaking the couch so hard that it threatens to break under the strain of the love-making happening on top of it. However, you don't let up; your orgasm is so close that you can feel your balls churning with the desire to cum inside of Tay's vagina.

With one final thrust, you sink your cock deep inside of Taynara Conti's pussy and let your load erupt. Her eyes roll back in her head momentarily as you fill her cunt with your semen. The only noises filling the room now are heavy breathing.

"Is that your idea of protecting me?" Taynara asks after several minutes of cuddling. You chuckle slightly at her joke.

"I guess."

"Well, protect me like this any day." She kisses you one last time before redressing and moving on with her day. For a brief moment you consider asking her to come back to the hotel with you, but then you remember that you're rooming with Dakota and Tegan.

It's not all bad though; you still got to fuck the hottest member of the NXT women's roster... and she loved every second of it.

You walk up to a suite trying to remember which room is which. There was a conversation concerning this very matter, but you weren't really listening; you were still hung up on the amazing sex you shared with Taynara Conti.

After a using a foolproof method to figure things out (eenie meenie miney mo), you knock on the door on the left. A little bit of shuffling on the other side leads to Dakota opening her door and yanking you inside.

"I'll be to bed in a minute," you say, kissing her lightly on the cheek before slipping into the bathroom. It's while you're freshening up in the mirror that Dakota calls your name from the other room. You exit the bathroom and see her pointing at the television.

You only catch part of the newscaster's story: "caught in another sextape, but this time with female superstar Taynara Conti."

"Any chance that's not about me?" you ask. Dakota shakes her head, to which you reply, "Well that's fucking unfortunate."