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| Caught between a rock and a sexy place; rp #3 vs Tiff | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 28 2007, 03:00 PM (10 Views) | |
| QueenMachine | Oct 28 2007, 03:00 PM Post #1 |
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The Bra and panties-match was merely hours away, and Queen Machine was standing in her locker-room, slowly pacing it back and forth. Her attire wasnt what you would expect from a person going to a match, as she was donning a luxurious silk-robe, and flashes of blood-red lingerie can occasionally be seen when her movements alter the robes position. Queen is eyeing the clock on the wall, and at the exact same time as every past week, there is a knock on the door, and when she opens it, she sees the face of Alexander Stryfe. It had been quite the week for the Revolution General Manager, his time divided amongst so many tasks. One, he was putting together his show's card for the upcoming Pay Per View, Xtreme Collision. Another, he was still handling the day to day tasks of running Monday Night Revolution. And since the announcement on the last show, he was also not looking forward to being put into a ring for the first time in his entire life as a wrestler. Each day since the announcement, surely his future bride would note he was not his usual self. To be frank, he was distracted to an nth degree! "Hello, love! I hope I am not disturbing or interrupting you from anything..." Jenny turns to face the man who only few short days ago "popped the question" on her, and greets him with a warm kiss. "No, not at all, I was actually waiting for you. I wanted to ask two things from you" Stryfe left the door open as he walked to one of the recliners, taking a seat. Eyes looking elsewhere for a moment, the distraction still evident but his beautiful fiance helped bring that attention back to her. "Yes, my love? What was it that you wanted?" Jenny pushed the door shut, locking it, then turning on Alex, her face not promising good things "Now I finally have time to ask this. WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD WERE YOU THINKING! You are no wrestler and you know it. You should pull out of this match.. NOW" "Hm? My love, I had no clue that he was going to name me as a partner. We talked about him getting back in the ring, but he never mentioned making a tag team match. I assumed he meant in a singles match. I am in quite the bind, my pet." Alex was indeed in a predicament. He had never wrestled a day in his life, nor had he ever trained to do so. Here was a man who grew up with the finer things in life, rarely even having to lift a finger most times, much less physically hurt someone. And as angry as his fiance was, he was a match for her in his concern about this pending match. Had Alex been more observant, he would have noticed that Jennys outburst was out of sheer worry, being a wrestler herself, she knew what kinda bad things could happen in a ring, especially for a first-timer. She walked up to the seated man, sitting on his lap. "Alex, can't you back out of it? Can't you place Abe or Liam or SuMa in the match instead? I don't want anything bad happening to you... If i lost you now..." A Tear drops on Jennys pretty cheek. Stryfe would rub away the single tear on his fiance's face, offering a little smile to her and hugging her to him on his lap. "My love, you have known me a short while, but I assure you a keen mind will always outperform a strong body. I don't know exactly what I will do yet, but I assure you I am going to do whatever it takes to ensure I don't get injured here. Besides I have more important things to consider, namely a beautiful soon-to-be wife whom I intend to spoil and pamper." Jenny gets a weak smile on her face, the worry over Alex seems to be almost overwhelming her, but after she has given him a strong Hug, she gets up and begins to walk towards a part of the room separated from the rest with a pair of curtains. "Alex... The other reason I wanted you here, was to give your thoughts on the attire i am thinking of wearing at the Bra and panties match, as mu usual attire isnt very convenient to force off my body, and i dont want Tiff to blame me of cheating" There is a slight rustling of clothes, and after few minutes, Jenny shouts Alex to come to her. "Of course, my love!" Alex quickly left his seat, and followed his future bride behind the curtains, ready to see the outfit she had picked out as he was glad for any distraction he could get. Since Monday, he hadn't slept all that well. The sight that greeted him, surely made him concentrate on her. ![]() Jenny was wearing a Black skirt, which barely got over her knees, the type that could be ripped off, if needed, the skirt was help up with pair of slim suspender, that were clearly for accessorial purposes only, and the Laced Red Bra was tucked under a top that formed from a black overshirt and a white undershirt, with a collar. the finishing touches were the pair of cuffs in her hands, making the "official, yet sexy" look complete. Jenny sees Alex's face and smiles "So Alex, do you like this? Wouldn’t you prefer to drop your participation in that match to spend time with me? Or do you prefer to wait till the priest says amen?" His mouth would fall open at the sight of her outfit she had put together, and once more, words would fail him. A smile on his face as he stood in awe before finally forcing out the words. "I adore spending time with you. And were the option mine to make, I would back out immediately. Unfortunately Sparks made the match, and I do not have the authority to overrule him. I don't wish to be a wrestler, my love. If I had my way, I would spend each morning, noon, and night worshipping you." Jenny curls her lip again, but this time she knows she is defeated. If she was like Tiffany, she would go and use her... "assets" to sway Sparks to call this match off, but she loved Alex too much to do anything that could be counted as unfaithful. Instead, she just walks to Alex, kisses him deeply and whispers to his ear "Well, Then you better make sure nothing happens to you, you are going to have a long night after the PPV." The budding smile on his face was also one of quizzical hope as he slid his arms back around her waist, returning her kiss and asking what was on her mind now. "I hope that means you will not be...keeping me at arm's reach till the wedding now. I love you dearly, and that would be torturous punishment for something I have no control over." Jenny gives a teasing smile, pushing her knee against Alex's "family jewels" and replies in a mean-sounding voice "It depends on what happens on Revolution anyway. You know, seeing as I already got a new belt for me, I dont need the old one. If Tiff hadn't been such a bitch till this point, I might even consider losing on purpose. Or, come to think of it, you might need all your stamina at the PPV, and i would only tire you physically.. But maybe if you give me incentive enough.. I might consider that " "Well, funny you mention that title...If you look outside the door in a velvet bag, you might find it waiting for you with your name on it. It came once, but I felt it didn't have enough jewels on it, so I sent it back. This one is a bit more....blingy, I suppose is the word." Even in his current frame of mind, he still could surprise her as he was sure she had no clue he had left her title sitting outside the door for her to take to the ring with her. When she would see it, she would see a black belt with platinum plating. Encased in the plating would diamonds and rubies, with the EWF logo in sapphires. Her name was already emblazoned on it as well. Jenny takes a step back in amazement, and quickly proceeds to the door. She struggles with it a bit, until she remembers locking it and turns the key, seeing the said bag on the outside. As She brings it in, she makes eye contact with Stryfe, her face in a silent question, in which Alex replies with a slight nod. Jenny opens the bag, and lets out a loud scream of excitement as she lays her eyes on the belt, quickly hopping to hug Alex, smothering him with kisses “Aww Alex, its perfect, I don't care about the old one, that slut can keep it... Thank you Alex.. I love you" Making his future bride happy was one of the joys Alex took when he had the chance. He would hug his future bride back, and do his best to return her kisses. "Well then surely that counts as incentive? I also paid for that belt out of my own pocket, love. I would like to see my future wife wearing it till such time that she retires." Jenny backs up a bit, with a concerned look on her face "You paid it yourself? But it must have cost thousands... You shouldn't have done that...You are spoiling me, and I don't wanna turn into a "rich bitch". But if you so wish, I will wear it with pride, and most importantly, defend it like a lioness defends her cubs. Just make sure you walk out of the PPV... And I mean WALK. I don't want to see you stretched out, it would like totally ruin two things: First of all, it would ruin my victory celebration, and more importantly, it would ruin our special day..." Jenny takes the belt, offering it to Alex for him to place it around her waist. The GM gladly took the slightly heavier belt, and slid it around his future wife's waist and snapped each button into place. Hugging her from behind, he would kiss her neck and cheek before speaking. "I could be a touch biased, but I think this one looks far better on you and suits you more than that old one. Besides that, love, we don't know where it's been now. I know you will embarass her tonight, as I have no desire to spend the night with her." Jenny turns around and pulls Alex right next to the same full-body mirror she reflected herself off after her inaugural victory, admiring the sight of herself, the belt and Alex, or rather the perfect combination they made "You know, it does look better than the old one. Alex, could you talk to Sparks once more? Try to get someone to replace you. If that fails, just make sure you get out of there alive. I will be watching from the back, and I will be feeling ever punch and blow you receive as if it was directed to me... And you don't want me hurt, do you?" "The man whom lays nary a finger upon this perfect body but me will know surely what it means to be on Stryfe's Sh*t List, my love. I plan to do everything in my power to ensure my safety. And when all is said and done, you and I will go celebrate your successful title defense. I did mean to ask, did you wish my presence at ringside tonight?" Jenny smiles and kisses Alex on the cheek "Of course, as unlike me, Tiffany's main interest in that match is you. She might try to pull her tricks on you during it. Although I kinda preferred for you to stay in some TV-Less locker, so you won't see the surgically altered "assets" of her when I forcibly disrobe her. What I am trying to say is that you decide, I am fine either way" "Oh, my pet! That woman has nothing about her body or mind that interests me any more than a grain of dirt in the sand. There is and always shall be only one diva to whom I will always belong, and luckily for me, she has agreed to marry me. And even luckier for me, she has shared everything about her with me. Including this magnificent portrait you call your body." Stryfe would kiss her shoulder as he looked on into the mirror with her and her new title. And of course, he was right behind her. Jenny lets out a small chuckle and presses her body against Alex's "Oh, was that a hint? Oh well, I did say I could share it with you with the right incentive, and what I seen in the mirror, sure does look like an Incentive enough." Jenny removes herself from Alex's hug and walks to the area behind the curtain, waving her hand in a calling matter just before disappearing from sight, only to toss her top to view only few minutes later. Stryfe would look at the mirror once more, looking at the man who would have to step in the ring for the first ever in a matter of days. He knew he'd figure something out, he was smarter than his opponents. Brain always outperforms brawn. But that was something to be thought of later as he grinned at the hand waving him in. An invitation he gladly took after locking the dressing room door back and disappearing behind the curtain with his future wife. |
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