#superioracquisition

Another night was well and truly in the books as far as SmackDown Live went, the blonde hadn’t been scheduled for any segments tonight but was still present backstage floundering between her co-workers and enjoying the general backstage banter and atmosphere that seemed calm and friendly, like a family. She’d just about gotten ready to leave when she spotted the male whom she hadn’t had a chance to grab yet. “Shinnnnsuuukkkkeeeeeee!” Ashley sauntered over. “Are we speaking English today?” She joked. “Hi!”

“Uh-“ She paused, scratching her cheek awkwardly as she glanced at the male. “Sorry babe, I didn’t mean for that to come out. I’m just exhausted is all it’s been a long day and it’s late, I wouldn’t want you to kill me! When are you thinking of heading to bed? Because I was thinking of taking a quick shower and going up to relax under those warm covers.”

               Chris had this wicked smirk on his face as he felt his girlfriend’s hand pressing against and groping his dick which was deeply hidden behind his almost skin tight jeans and underwear. She was so sneaky about it too because there were people around but no one seemed to notice. Perhaps it’s because no one would’ve expected it. “Whoa. Whoa. Whoa,” he whispered underneath his breath as he reached his hand down and wrapped her fingers around Ashley’s wrist. The Canadian’s eyes carefully looked over the blonde’s face to try and get an idea if there were anything intentions with her actions. “What do you think you’re doing?” he questioned further. Leaning further in, moving his mouth a little closer to her ear so his words could be heard in a whisper since they were meant for her and only her. “Trying to tell me you’re in the mood for a good time, babe?” 

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“Yeah, yeah. Of course you did, loser.” Sticking her tongue out at him she tossed the controller to the side before jumping onto the male, pushing his frame down onto the bed, eyes peering down at him, she smirked. “You going to give those famous excuses that you always seem to be able to come up with whenever things don’t end up going your way? Because it really wouldn’t be you if you didn’t. Just face it, I beat you fair and square. And I’m tempted to tweet this out right now. Actually, I will.” Reaching into the pocket of her jeans Ashley took out her phone while hovering over him, pretending to open Twitter application she began reading out what she was typing out loud. “Just wiped the floor with @AJStylesOrg, he isn’t such a great gamer as he makes out to be. Here come the excuses, exclamation point, exclamation point, exclamation point, smirking face emoji.”

Scooting to perch up on one of the crates next to him, she had awaited for his response, pleasantly pleased with it, the corners of her mouth pointing up into a large grin. “I was trying to think of a way to approach you that... Made an entrance and was pretty goofy too. I think that worked perfectly. You win big points for getting the reference though!” Jabbing her arm against his she chuckled, pushing some of her hair away from her shoulder. “Did you miss me?!”