✰ . . . his question is valid, she's not known for letting anyone, not even him, win. becky is determined and competitive by nature, and this prevalent fact seems to translate into every single area of her life. even if she were willing to, she doubts it would be possible for her to let that go. gaze narrows, slitted hazels full of feigned thought like the redhead really was considering what he's proposing here. finally, she shakes her head apologetically. ❝ — no can do, boyo. ❞ statement made with a dramatic shrug of shoulders. ❝ . . . then again, when has lettin' anyone win been in m' nature, hm? ❞

a little squeak as prince continues to placate her. how was she to be the man, all big and bad, when he admonishes her so? no wonder she remained so smitten! even the steeliest of resolves couldn't compete with the irishman's charm, and when it comes to him, lynch still carries the resolve of a teenage girl alongside that ever-burning torch. ❝ oh, it's quite simple, really. i blame it on those pretty blue eyes of y'ers and that smile that could melt the coldest heart! ❞ a beat, brows lifting as if to emphasize her own point.

but, quickly they furrow as they watch his face change, and felt the energy between them shift. his laughter has faded and in its place came an ominous silence. it leads into those words, and they have a similar impact on becky as the famous last words: we need to talk. she swallows against the lump suddenly forming in her throat, worry etched in the frown that fractionally pulls the corners of her lips downward. with a great reluctance, she pulls away from him. cessation of contact creating a notable distance, one both seen and felt in equal measure. ❝ — wh-why do i get the feelin' i'm not goin' t' like what ya 'ave t' say? ❞

From the moment he spotted that look on her face, Prince regretted opening his mouth in the first place. He could already see how this conversation would end, and that was with her being highly upset with him. He was currently on one of the biggest runs of his career, and now he was thinking about making a change? A change that not only affected him, but Becky and the other members of the Bullet Club as well. He knew from the start he wouldn’t be able to lead them forever, but still him making the decision to step away seemed bitter sweet. He made a motion toward a chair behind him – figuring it would be easier for him to come clean if she was settled down somewhere instead of directly in front of him. “So love.” He started, their eyes meeting as he continued to speak. “There’s something I want to tell you. I got an offer the other day. An offer from  the States and I’m seriously thinking about accepting it.” He didn’t want to say where the offer was exactly, but he knew Becky wasn’t dumb. She would be able to piece together what he was saying, without him directly saying the words to her. “I wanted to get your opinion first before I made any decisions.” A pause was made. “I’m telling you first before any of the other fellas.” It was his way of saying that her opinion would always and forever hold the most weight with him. 

Despite the fact she was heavily pregnant and could go into labor at any given moment, there was part of her that couldn’t believe they were going to be parents either. All she could do was think about their baby, better yet who they would look more like: her or him. It was enough to make her smile each and every time the thought popped into her head. “I know. I still feel like I’m in some kind of dream I’m going to wake up from at any given moment.” She confessed, unable to stop the smile from showing against her features as their eyes locked. “Now go, otherwise you’re never gonna get out of here.” She giggled as she stole one last kiss before heading into the kitchen to fix him a cup of coffee to go.

“Yeah, me too,” He replied before taking a long swig from his beer. He couldn’t help but think of their career, better yet some of the highlights they shared together as a trio. It made it even more bittersweet that Mox wasn’t there to join in on the experience. “You took the words right out of my mouth, Uce. It finally feels like we closed the book on the whole Shield thing.” He replied proudly. Maybe now the fans would stop pushing so much for a reunion, but he doubted it.

Kenny nodded his head in agreement as he put the final details in on their order. As Adam ran his fingers through his hair, Kenny let out a soft groan of approval. “That feels good.” He whispered out before placing his phone to the side, and leaning back a bit as his husband continued to play in his hair. “Don’t worry if you do, my hair is always a tangled mess otherwise.” He replied with a laugh. 

While she didn't like to just leave her mess for someone else to clean up, Joan had the feeling that if she insisted she take her glass to the kitchen Deshawn would still want to do it for her. So she left it there, bid them goodnight and made her way upstairs. Through no fault of her own she could hear what they were talking about, a worried frown crossing her face. It wasn't her place to tell someone's business like that, but Kyleigh was never going to realize how he felt about her unless either Deshawn told her himself or someone else did. Poor guy, she really did hope that he met someone else who was available and could care for him the way that he deserved to be. Once she made it to the guestroom she shut the door quietly, happy that it blocked out all noise from entering the room.

Having to go a couple of days without more than a few kisses and some hugs wasn't anything new to Stephon in his relationship with Ashlyn. But usually it was because he was busy with shows, his music, or something else he had to do. For it to be her that was the busy one kind of threw him off, though he had to admit it just made the making up for all that lost time even sweeter. Her kisses tasted better, her skin felt softer, her voice putting him in a trance he hoped to never come out of. Doing as she asked he relaxed back further into the couch, a cocky grin coming to his face when it dawned on him what she was about to do. "You sure baby? I don't mind helping you out…" Of course the moment her hand touched him his brain stopped working, causing him to let out a groan instead of the rest of his sentence. "Swear you're going to be the death of me woman."

Of course it would have been way easier to just stay on the couch, but now that she was further along it wouldn't be as comfortable or enjoyable for Kyleigh. Hence the reason she suggested they go upstairs. Plus the damn cat was laying there just looking at them and she did not want an audience. There was a bit of a pep in her step as she climbed the stairs, not knowing what was about to happen but hoping it was what she was thinking of. Giggling against his lips when they were finally alone, Kyleigh kept backing up until she felt the bed hit her legs. "I think we need to forget about everything else for a little while and remember what got us here in the first place." Pulling away from him for the moment she reached down and took her shirt off, tossing it on the floor before sitting down on the bed.

The fact that his Aunt seemed to care so much for his well being meant the world to Deshawn. But regardless of her caring nature, he wasn’t in the mood to discuss his crush with anyone, especially since he had no intention of making it public knowledge. All he wanted was for Kyleigh to be happy, and if that was with Tyson? Well so be it. He faked a yawn as he stood to his feet, collecting his glass as well as Joan’s to head into the kitchen to wash. “I’m beat. I will see you in the morning.” Of course Monica wasn’t buying it but she wasn’t going to fight him on it. “Mhm. Goodnight DeeDee.” She replied before returning her attention to the TV as another episode began to play. 

There was nothing Ashyln loved more than catching her man off guard, and this time was no exception. She couldn’t help but grin at his words, her hand caressing his length through his pants as she stared up at him with eager eyes. “But you still love me though,” she replied, pausing to undo the zipper of his jeans so she could reach into his boxers to pull out his length. She slowly began to stroke his cock, leaning forward to run her tongue across the enlarged tip before slipping it into her mouth to suck. 

A nod of his head was made as he watched her slip out of her shirt. He couldn’t help how many times they would be able to have moments like this once the twins were born, however regardless of the fact their intimate moments would be cut drastically down, he was still very much looking forward to becoming a father, and knowing Kyleigh was making that happen for him made him love her even more. “Lay back, babe.” He whispered out, waiting for her to get into position before he began to help her out of the rest of her clothing, piece by piece.

Even after all this time together Kyleigh still gave Tyson a look when he said that day was all about her. Not that she thought he was lying or anything, it was just so odd to have someone who wanted to focus on her for that amount of time. Ignoring that self doubt she smiled anyway, telling herself to enjoy all the time when it was just the two of them while she still could. The layout of the maze was a bit different than last year, but that nose of hers worked just as well as her sense of direction. Now that Tyson knew what she was she didn't have to hide it, but she also wanted them to have fun trying to navigate through it like regular people. When they came to that first obstacle she glanced both ways before taking in a deep breath. "Right this time." That way smelled like more people, telling her that it more than likely wouldn't be a dead end or the wrong way. Thankfully she was right, a proud smile on her face as they continued on through the maze. That little twinge in her back hit again, but she just assumed it was because she was walking so much and let it pass like the last one.

Tyson enjoyed their time together, but even though he knew he would miss the alone time they would have in the future, he actually couldn’t wait for the twins to be born. He couldn’t wait to try and get their son into anime, and watch their daughter take after some of Kyleigh’s interest. He could also see it going vice versa which would have been just as fine with him as well. He took a step back as he watched her pick the direction they should walk, a grin appearing once her instinct turned out to be correct. He was about to say something along the lines of having lady luck on their side, even if he knew the true reason she had managed to pick the right route. But then he noticed the look on her face, and he couldn’t stop this look of concern from showing against his own. “Let’s take a break.” He motioned toward a hay stack for Kyleigh to sit while he stood next to it. “I think there’s only one or two obstacles left if this maze is like the one from last year. But we can always cut it short if you’re not up for it.”

There was nothing Seth loved more than having his ego stroked, so if she had any hidden agendas they were the last thing on his mind or in his radar at that moment. He found himself smirking at her words, his eyes on his arm as she squeezed his bicep. “A night with me would be anything but a bad decision, sweetheart. Could lead to the best night of your life.” He winked his eye at her as he brought his beer to his lips to take another long swig of its contents. “How bout I treat you to another drink,” he suggested once he realized her glass was almost empty.

Normally she would either roll her eyes at this point or just flip him off, but given the fact that Joe had been able to find her holy grail of sneakers, Kyleigh figured the least she could do was walk in them for him. Backing up a little she started to do the same skip her idol had the first time she saw her on television though she probably didn't look as cute as AJ Lee had. Still she felt so special in that moment that she could cry, finally stopping so she could stare some more at her amazing new kicks. She only glanced up when he mentioned going out, the idea of being around anyone else right now immediately crashing her party. Thank god he changed his mind, her happiness returning at the thought of this handsome man cooking dinner just for her. "Okay seriously, is there anything you can't do? Now I gotta figure out how the hell I'm supposed to thank you for all of this. Seriously Joe, this is really fucking amazing and it means so much to me." Great now she could feel the tears welling up again, making her look like a weak fool in front of the most prized wrestler in all of professional sports. Letting out a groan she made her way over to him, perching herself on his lap so she could give him a tight hug. "It all sounds perfect, just like you." Gross, but also very true.

As she skipped around the room Joe couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of him. She might have thought she didn’t look as cute as AJ Lee, but in his mind that couldn’t have been further from the truth. To him she looked better, so much so he was willing to fight anyone who said otherwise. “You give me too much credit, baby. I’m not some five star chef, but I know enough to keep myself from starving.” He chuckled. He couldn’t help but take in the look on her face as she settled on top of his lap, happy to be the reason she was overjoyed with emotion. He wanted to give her more moments like this in the future, because in his mind she deserved this and so much more. “---but if you want to thank me I can think of something you can thank me with.” He playfully wiggled a brow in her direction before leaning in to steal a kiss. “Nah, if anyone is perfect here it’s you, baby girl.” He helped himself to one last kiss. “Okay, let me get up. I want to see if we have everything in the kitchen for that pasta, otherwise I’m gonna have to place an order in on door dash to have some stuff delivered.”

Even before their face to face, Seth had a feeling there was going to be a certain awkwardness felt in the air. It was only natural considering the fact they hadn’t had a serious conversation about anything since their breakup. However even with that feeling there wasn’t any place he could think of that he would rather be in that moment. Just seeing Paige and knowing that she was there for him was enough to bring a grin to his face. “Yeah, me too.” He replied as he closed the distance between them. He couldn’t help but take in the sight of her, better yet how amazing she looked. 

“Hey…let’s not think about what’s going to happen tomorrow, or hell even later tonight. All I care about is this moment and the fact that you showed up for me.” He smiled, pausing to take a moment to look down at his shirt once she pointed it out. Despite the fact he went above and beyond for some of his attire in the ring, he still likes to keep things lowkey outside of the squared circle. He was almost positive he had worn something similar on their first date, the thought along bringing a grin to his face. “You not feeling my shirt? Cause I think I look badass.” He teased — a soft cackle slipping from his lips. “But come on. Let’s get that coffee.” He said before leading the way over to the register. As they waited he couldn’t help but take a step back as he took in the menu. “Are you still into your iced coffee?” He didn’t want to admit to her that he could remember her order down to the last detail. Even what kind of milk she liked to use as well. “I’m really glad you showed up. I know you don’t want to hear this now, but I probably would have showed up at your door with coffee in hand if this had gone otherwise. That’s how determined I am about this.” He said in a voice only low enough for her to hear. His eyes forward as he slowly started to move as the line in front of them disappeared one by one.

He rubbed at the small of her back, bringing her closer to his own frame as they embraced a bit. “I love you too.” He whispered, brushing his lips against her forehead. He wasn’t sleepy before, but after a rumble in the sheets like that sleep was the only thing on his mind now. “Let’s get some sleep.”

There was nothing more attractive to him than a woman that wasn’t afraid to go after what she wanted. He reached for her hand with a smile on his face as he shook it. “Seth Rollins,” he replied, reaching for his beer and holding it out and toward her before bringing it to his lips to sip. “So Debbie, what a pretty lady like yourself doing in a place like this alone?” He asked out of curiosity.

what's important is getting the other stables in line, because if they can finally unite and come together, they would be unstoppable, they could once again rule japan. it's a tricky, daunting task. not impossible, but difficult. then again, lynch had long since proven that with her? nothing was impossible. if the elite, the gold, and the dogs could come to a point where contention didn't live between and among them, they could conquer the world. such level of ambition seemed right up becky's alley. the task was in her wheelhouse, for sure. she remains quiet for a time, listening closely to the guilt wrought words he speaks. hazel hues narrow, focused intently upon him; half sad, half determined.

Being the first leader of the club, Prince was well aware of what came with that title. You had to not only be a leader, but be someone the rest of the members could turn to, someone they could look up to and depend on to not only lead the way, but challenge them to be better as well. You had to put aside your ego for the better good. However with every replacement who tried to take his place, the person afterward became more and more of an ego maniac. It wasn’t shocking to see what was happening between Cody and Kenny. And the crazy part? There was just someone waiting in the wind to take their place. Someone like Jay. Maybe even Finlay. Who knows. 

He remained quiet as he tried to think of his options, brows furrowed as he drummed his fingers along the arm of his chair in deep thought. He couldn’t help but think about Becky’s words, but more importantly how she would be perfect for the role. Who else could take his place but his favorite student. “Maybe so. But are you ready to step up to the plate? This isn’t going to be some cake walk, lass. You’re going to have to keep the lot in control, and there’s always gonna be someone waiting in the wings to try and take your spot.” He leaned forward in his chair a bit, unable to stop this look of concern from showing through as he went on speaking. “I know you got it in ya, I know ya better than anyone. But are you ready for that kinda responsibility?”

Just feeling her come undone was the final push he needed to take him over the edge as well. He continued to grip at her hips, thrusting into her hard as he felt his seed spill deep within her. “God damn,” He groaned, his motions slowly ceasing until both their bodies were at a standstill. He leaned in, peppering a few kisses against the lower of her back before pulling back to give her ass one final firm spank. “Fuck, I needed that.”

“Eggrolls do some bomb,” he replied as he pulled up the menu for the nearest Chinese restaurant. When Adam mentioned playing in his hair, Kenny let out a hearty laugh. “Go for it, babe.” He glanced over his shoulder, leaning in to steal a kiss before he proceeded to order their food. He made sure to get eggrolls as well as an order of cream cheese wontons and orange chicken as well. All in which they could share. “Fried rice? Or white?”

“Mariposa…” She repeated the word as she drummed her finger softly along the corner of her lip. “I think I have.” She replied with a grin. Knowing that she had been right on the money with him made her curious as to how far she could take things. “So are you gonna continue to undress me with your eyes all night or are you gonna do something about it?” She asked, seeing no reason to beat around the bush.

“I dunno…I don’t think you could handle me,” she teased, maintaining eye contact as she continued to caress his cock through the material of his boxers. She let out a soft moan of approval as she felt how hard he was, fighting the urge to just pull his length out right then and there. Instead she decided to take her time teasing him a bit as she leaned in to let her tongue trail along his exposed skin.