You can laugh, you can feel fine
You can dance with a little twist
Tell your pretty red head babe
you forget that I exist
Could you see outside in my better night
Would you leave me at the side of the rode
Would you walk right up to me, would you talk to me

He stretched lazily in his slumber, his hand inadvertantly reaching for the warm body who had shared his bed last night and all the prior nights since joining his faction, but all he felt was the empty space beside him, now cold in her absence.

Pulling the pillow over from the other side of the bed he wrapped his arms around it smelling her scent that still lingered there. Just once he wished she would stay till morning, it felt so bland waking up alone after the wild night they would share in each others arms, yet every morning he still awoke alone... with only his memories of the night before and her scent to greet him.

He knew he should be glad, knew any other guy in his place would not think twice about the business side of their relationship. That any other guy would relish in his good fortune at having the beautiful redhead come to his bed every night, give herself up for his pleasure to use in anyway he saw fit then leave no questions asked, no strings. Knowing this would continue until he had come through with his part of the bargain.

Only thing was he didn't know what that part of the bargain was... he admitted he had been thinking with his dick at the time of there little arrangement, when it came to her it was hard not to think with your dick. But what it had come down to was when she was allowed back in the ring as a wrestler she wanted to win by any means possible and he... well he had just wanted her.

Seemed like a fair enough exchange to him.

And I'm already asking, I'm down on my knees
I'm already beggin', beggin' you please
Can you teach me how to fly
Can you see I'm scared to die
And we've only just begun to Learn to crawl
Can you teach me how to fight
Will you keep me up all night
Will you be there on the ground if I should fall
Fall for you

He hadn't even entered there locker room and he broke out in a sweat knowing she would be inside and he took a moment to regulate his breathing before going in. Thoughts of how things had changed in so few weeks entered his head and he grinned reaching out to steady himself against the door as those events flashed through his mind.

Her 'turning' as they had deemed it, cementing that 'turning' by her actions down at ringside with a steel chair that was now known as 'Lita's favourite tool'... swinging it again and again and again over anyone and anybody who stood in her way... not to mention both their actions in his bed.

The crowd's reaction as she walked down the ramp now geared up with 'traitor' chants and signs that read 'human sledgehammer', any other woman he was sure would crumble at how drastically the fans had turned against her. There had been the few die hard Lita fans that scattered the crowd but they were sorely over populated by her growing 'hate' club.

And more then once he himself had been caught up in the ambience of the moment... even going so far as to look at her in awe whilst in the ring.

He opened the door and saw her immediately seated at her little table, her hair flaming down her back and around her face in wild, reckless curls and he had the sudden urge to run his fingers through her hair till she screamed his name...

...or was that something else?

I can feel it like the slightest sting
like a memory in my mouth
I feel like the morning fell
like the bottom's fallin' out
I can you see what's up there above it all
Layin' down in the valley below
I can walk right up to you, I can talk to you

After closing the door behind him he made his way over to her and leisurely leaned against the wall beside her.

She pops her gum and looks up at him, her eyes telling him in no uncertain terms that all the nervousness of her first week with them was gone, replaced by something else, something malign... something he knew he had helped put there, before she turned her head back down to continue her task of painting her nails a deep red colour. "What?"

When he just continued to stare at her she rolled her eyes and his breath caught in his throat when she pursed her lips to gently blow on her nails.

'God, did she have any idea what she did to him?'

Just that small action, something she probably did everyday caused his senses to reel and his body to harden. He watched as she stood up and he played with the idea in his head that maybe she would see the desire in his eyes, if not in his pants and maybe they would spend the rest of their time at this arena doing something more enjoyable then planning strategies, but she saw neither. Realisation dawning on him when she headed for the door. She was leaving?

Without his brain having to send the command to his legs he found himself behind her, his arm reaching out to grab hers and swing her around to face him before his mouth descended on hers.

His tongue delving into her mouth and he groaned when she caught his wandering tongue between her lips drawing it into her mouth as his hips ground into hers.

Releasing her mouth so they could both get some much needed air he allowed his lips to trail down her throat.

"Locker room sex was not part of the arrangement."

His lips ceasing in there exploration as the full force of her words hit him like a bucket of ice water, which by the look in her eyes was her desired effect.

Pulling out of his arms she turned back towards the door, letting it swing shut behind her as she left.

And I'm already asking, I'm down on my knees
and I'm already beggin', beggin' you please
Can you teach me how to fly
Can you see I'm scared to die
And we've only just begun to Learn to crawl
Can you teach me how to fight
Will you keep me up all night
Will you be there on the ground if I should fall
Fall for you

He knew now why she had been so popular as a face and it seemed her popularity was just as esteemed in the heel sense. Why everyone... wrestler and fan had fallen under her spell... it showed in the here and now and he was only just seeing it.

Hunter knew her coming to him everynight was his stipulation of their arrangement... but dammit he wanted more.

The End