So I decided to start a new story because I was just daydreaming and came up with an idea that interested me. I still hope to finish my other two stories and update them as often as I can but am struggling with writers block so I thought maybe starting a new story will re spark my interest in writing. The story will explore the love storylines between all four of the women, Sasha, Charlotte Trish and Amy but this first chapter is mainly about one. However if you enjoy and want me to carry on it will heavily feature the other women and their respective relationship as well. Anyway hope you guys enjoy and please let me know what you think and if you would like me to carry on.

Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or any of the superstars featured in this story, and don't think I ever will lol.

On tv she was the confident one, the sexy one, the one that didn't care about other people's opinions because she knew she was the best. Granted she was sexy in real life too, but it was clear that the confidence portrayed on camera was not there in real life. Instead in real life she cared too much about what people thought of her and thought she was far from the best, not necessarily in terms of wrestling but just generally. She was insecure. Probably daddy issues or another typical reason why she was the way she was. He was used to girls like this but he never understood. He didn't understand how someone so beautiful didn't think she was, how she had achieved so much yet thought she wasn't good enough, why she craved any male attention to make her feel any form of appreciation for herself. However, these were the girls he loved to have the most. The ones that don't believe in themselves and don't know their worth, why? Because they were the easier ones. They were the ones that were too weak to stay away from him. The ones that craved the attention and affection, even though they knew it was loveless. The ones that don't realise that they deserve better than a man who only uses them for sex.

He had always thought she was sexy, she was on his sex wish list that's for sure. Although they had worked together for years he had never hit on her before, he had too big of a line of women throwing themselves at him to make time for her and when he did have a gap in his schedule where he had to make the first move on the girl, she was on again with her on-off asshole of a boyfriend. He hated the way her ex Brock Lesnar treated her, sure he knew he had small space to talk he was an asshole too, but at least he never got the girls hopes up. He always made it clear that it was just sex, that he was incapable of falling in love and that he will never be in a relationship. Whereas Brock made her think that he loved her, that he wanted her and only her. The whole company knew he couldn't keep his dick in his pants, even she did, it was common knowledge that he wasn't loyal. Not only would he cheat, he would always bail on their dates, leave her at the arena to travel back to her hotel room alone because he had left early to fuck the newest diva on the roster and just generally treat her poorly. He was just an asshole of a boyfriend. Sometimes she would gather waves of confidence after her friends talked sense into her and dump his ass but she would always jump right back into his arms when he mustered up an apology and a cheap bunch of flowers. But that was unsurprising to him, she needed a man to feel loved because she didn't love herself. She doesn't realise she deserves better than a man like that. It's only because Brock finally transferred full time to the UFC dumping her and leaving her behind that they are properly broken up.

This led to the perfect opportunity for Randy to make his move. After Raw a large bunch of the roster go out for drinks and she actually decided to come out for the first time since the breakup. She was sitting alone at the bar waiting for the bartender. It had been a couple months since they had broken up, so he didn't feel like he was fully taking advantage of her when she was in a vulnerable position. She needed someone to take her mind off things, hell she needed the attention and he was more than happy to give it to her.

"What you doing sitting all by yourself?"

She looked up surprised to see him. Randy could see the sadness in her eyes, the emptyness. If he had a heart it would hurt him to see a woman so weak but he didn't, it just made his task that much easier.

"It's my turn to get the round for our table so just waiting" she replied putting a fake confident smile on,

In her head she thought she was good at pretending to be okay, pretending that she was as confident as her character on screen, she didn't realise so many people saw through her act.

"Mind if I join you?" he said as he took a seat next to her and plastered on his famous Randy Orton smirk,

"You already are, so sure" she answered,

"So how you enjoying your night out so far?"

"Yeah it's been great and yourself?"

"Now that I'm with you I know it will be great"

She looked up at him and raised her eyebrows

"Really and why is that?"

"Because I know what we will be doing in a couple of hours and I imagine it being amazing" he said cheekily matching his smirk,

Her cheeks went bright red, she couldn't hide the effect his words had on her.

"And what exactly will we be doing?"

"Come to my room when you get back to the hotel and you'll see" he winked at her while pushing a folded tissue towards her before getting up leaving her there alone again,

She grabbed the tissue and opened it up to read Room number 304, see you soon.

"Trish you still waiting on our drinks?"

Trish quickly put the tissue in her jacket pocket and looked up to see her best friend Amy sit next to her, the seat where Randy previously was.

"Yeah, I haven't even ordered yet"

"What are you waiting for the bartender to magically provide you drinks?"

"I haven't got his attention yet, he's busy with other customers"

"Oh come on Trish why you always so shy? Here let me do it",

"Hello excuse me" Amy said as she stood up and extended her hand out to catch the bartenders attention,

"How may I help you ladies?"

"Could we please get 30 vodka shots and two bottles of red wine?" Amy requested,

"I thought I was just meant to get one round for our table, and last I checked we were a table of 8 not 30"

"Yeah but if everyone is as slow as you it will take a lifetime to get the drinks in, besides everyone is too sober, 3 or 4 shots each and wine is a good start"

"Here you go ladies" the bartender said handing them one large tray with the shots and the two bottles with a only two wine glasses,

"Guess some of us will have to drink from the bottle"

Amy bought out her card and gave it to the bartender,

"Amy it's my round!" Trish protested,

"It's fine this is Matt's card anyway" she laughed as she took the card back,

Trish laughed at her best friend and took the tray of shots while Amy took care of the wine. They both went up to their table and took a seat, handing out the drinks. On their table with them was Matt Hardy a.k.a Amy's boyfriend and his brother Jeff, Sasha and Seth who were also a couple and Roman and Charlotte another couple. Trish loved her best friends Amy, Sasha and Charlotte and she also loved their boyfriends, but she couldn't help but hate being stuck with couples all the time. Sure Jeff was on the table too but he was in a relationship with someone outside the WWE, he wasn't miserable and alone like her. The whole evening Trish couldn't stop glancing over at Randy, he was either with John and his other male friends downing pints of beer or dancing with any random girl in a short tight dress. No matter what he was doing though whenever she looked up at him he was always staring at her and every time they connected eye contact he would smile as if it was a victory and she would quickly look away.

"Babe do you want to dance?" Sasha said fluttering her eyes knowing he wouldn't say no,

"Fine" Seth moaned but took her hand to take her to the dance floor,

"Come on let's join them" Charlotte said standing up and putting her arm out for Roman to take,

Roman smiled and rolled his eyes at his girlfriend but followed her to the dance floor, he knew he didn't really have much choice.

"Go on you two go as well, I know you want to" Trish insisted,

"Are you gonna be okay?" Amy asked,

"Yeah I'm with Jeff, I'll be fine" Trish reassured,

Amy and Matt went to the dance floor joining the other couples in having fun. Trish stayed with Jeff at the table, they both got more drunk together and just spoke about anything and everything. She always found it so easy to talk to Jeff and considered him a great friend. Trish looked at the dance floor to see all her friends happy, even though she was single and miserable she was so happy for her friends, she loved to see them happy. Her and Jeff were both looking now, mocking everyone's dancing but then they saw a figure come close to the table and both looked up to see who it was.

"Hey Randy man, haven't seen you all night. How are ya?" Jeff said with his strong Southern accent as he stood to hug his friend,

"I'm good just bout to head back to the hotel" he looked at Trish as he said this,

"What this early and alone? Randy Orton leaving a bar and heading to a hotel without a girl? Thought I'd never see the day" Jeff laughed slightly,

"Hey the night's not over yet, I'll have my fun tonight don't you worry about that" Randy grinned,

"How could I even think any different? Silly me" Jeff joked,

"Well I'll see you guys soon, especially you Trish" he grinned before leaving.

"What did he mean especially you?" Jeff asked confused,

"Um I don't know, I mean I normally see him when we leave the hotel because we both leave as late as we can, maybe that's what he meant" Trish gathered the first thing she could think of,

"Oh that makes sense"

A slight breath of relief came over her when she realised he bought her excuse. But why did she lie? It's not like she was actually going to go to his hotel room and see him later. Randy was making the move on her but she wasn't going to give in, why did she have to hide anything? Hell there was nothing to hide. Trish shook away the thoughts overflowing in her head.

"Anyway let's drink some more"

"Yes ma'am" Jeff agreed,

The two carried on drinking and when the others rejoined them the drinking didn't stop, Trish was now officially drunk. She wasn't completely out of it she knew what she was doing but she was drunk enough where she could do something stupid. And she knew exactly what that stupid thing was that she wanted to do and she couldn't hold it off any longer, she wanted it and she wanted it now. Trish told everyone that she was feeling tired and was heading back to the hotel, they tried to make her stay saying that it was too early but she didn't listen, she couldn't stay any longer.

Trish finally got out of her cab and entered the hotel, she stumbled to the lift trying to avoid falling and made her way to his room.

A smirk appeared on his face when he heard the knock on the door. He knew it would eventually come but he was still relieved. However he was surprised she managed to hold it off for so long, he was left waiting in the hotel room alone for almost two hours, he didn't think she would be any longer than half an hour. He finally opened the door, to see her standing there. She looked so disappointed in herself, she looked so weak and ashamed. He understood why and wasn't offended. He opened the door and stood to the side, he didn't say anything he just let her in. Trish looked up at him, reluctant to enter but finally she plucked up the nerve to enter the room closing the door behind her. She slowly turned around to face Randy, she stared into his eyes, his blue eyes had no emotion just lust. It was as if she was being undressed with his eyes, she could feel what he wanted to do to her. But he didn't.

He just stood there, not doing anything and not speaking. He just remained staring into her eyes. This made Trish uncomfortable, did he not want to do this anymore? Did he not think she was attractive enough? The fact he wasn't trying to rip her clothes off there and now like the sexual animal he was confused her, it made her feel insecure. Just like Randy intended it to. Trish unzipped her knee high boots and pulled them off, she dropped down a few inches, she now looked even more petite and delicate then she already did. She then pulled off her own jacket and threw it to the floor, trying to get his attention. But still nothing. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt until finally her red laced bra was revealed. Randy struggled to restrain himself from showing a sign of arousement, he didn't want her to realise just yet. He wanted to make her sweat, make her wait because the more she thought he didn't want her the more she would crave his attention and the more she would try to satisfy him to prove him wrong. Trish was confused as to why he wasn't doing anything. She unzipped her jeans and pulled them down bending down as she did this squeezing her large breasts with her arms until finally she was just in her bra and matching panties. Randy couldn't help himself, he bit his lip and broke eye contact so he could lower her gaze. There was no denying how incredible her body was. Trish internally smiled, yes finally I got his attention she thought. Although she saw this sign of appreciation of her body he still didn't do anything, he didn't make a move. Randy wanted her to do that and then when she finally caved in he would take control.

Trish shook her head, an overwhelming feeling of hurt came over her. Was this just a joke to him? Was he just trying to get her up here so he could tell his friends how easy it was to get her here? Was he trying to embarrass her? Trish didn't know what his intention was but it was clear he didn't want her. She fought the tears that was fighting to come up and went to grab her jacket, she wasn't going to waste anymore time embarrassing herself. Randy realised what she was doing and realised he had to change his game plan. As she bent one of her hands down to grab the jacket he grabbed her other arm pulling her up and stopping her from picking up the jacket, he spun her so that she was facing him and pushed her roughly against the wall. Trish banged her head but she didn't feel the pain, she just felt a fire inside of her.

He stared at her briefly before finally connecting his lips with hers, what she had been waiting for. He took her breath away as his tongue battled with hers, never had a kiss felt so sexually pleasing to Trish before, it was a sensation she never knew she had craved for so long. He moved his hands from her face to her waist and lifted her up allowing her legs to wrap around him. He then moved his hands to her back unclasping her bra allowing it to fall to the floor. He finally moved away from her lips allowing her to regain her breath, but that wasn't why he moved it was so he could see what he had just unveiled and it instantly made him hard at the sight of her bare breast. Randy licked his lips in awe of her body, he admired for longer than he did most women but she had the greatest body he had ever seen. He then felt them with his hands grabbing onto her breast while she took off his tshirt before finally kissing her once more. He moved away again but this time not so he could see but so he could taste, he nibbled at her nipple and then engulfed her breasts in his mouth, the touch of his tongue on her nipple made Trish feel electric, she grabbed his head pulling him closer to her chest so he had better access. The sensation caused Trish to moan slightly. The noise triggered a passion in Randy, he wanted to hear her moan even louder, to scream his name. He threw her onto the bed like she was a doll, with no care just a rough immediate action. Trish moved back placing herself in the centre of the bed waiting for him to dominate her. He walked to the end of the bed and pulled Trish by her legs so she moved closer towards him allowing him to near the distance so he could pull down her thong that was blocking him from entering her. She moved back towards the head board allowing him to crawl onto the bed in front of her, he started kissing her feet then slowly worked his way up her legs. The touch of his lips on her thighs again caused a soft moan causing Randy to want more. He went down on Trish battling her clit with his tongue, this caused a louder moan from Trish as she grabbed his head and bent her knees outwards. As his tongue pounded away at her pussy she got more and more wet and the moans got louder and louder until she finally said "Oh Randy",

The action stopped when a grin appeared on Randy's face, a look of disappointment appeared on hers. She didn't want Randy to stop, she hadn't reached the point of total satisfaction but that was the point, he was saving that for when he could enjoy it too. Randy went up on his knees about to take off his belt when he stopped. He put his arms up in the air, a weaker version of his signature stance he does in the ring, staring at her as if telling her she knows what to do. Trish crawled towards him and unbuckled his belt, pulling it off and then throwing it on the floor. She unzipped his jeans zip and pulled those off too until his thigh, but as he was kneeling on the bed she couldn't get it off further. It was just an authority thing, he was in charge and he wanted her to know it. She then fell back to lay on the bed while he took the jeans off the rest of his leg followed by his boxers. He hoovered over her and laid on top of her as he kissed her once more. Trish felt his erect penis make contact with her vagina and it instantly made her crave it and much to her pleasure Randy quickly entered her, thrusting as hard as he could so he could go as deep inside of her as possible.

"Oh my god" she let out when he entered her,

Randy really lived up to his name, he was as huge as she had been told. As he went deeper and harder the moans turned into screams, she called his name over and over again, making Randy go even harder than he was already. He liked his name being screamed from her mouth, he liked to know that he was just that good. They both reached their climax and Randy fell to the side of the bed panting, still not having spoke one single word. Yeah there was some slight moans when they were having sex but nothing too crazy, tonight was more a focus on pleasing her. After a minute he finally caught his breath and stood up at the side of his bed with his arms bent on his waist. Trish looked up at him, he wasn't looking at her, he was looking straight and avoiding eye contact.

'Of course' she thought as she internally smiled and shook her head, it's Randy he sleeps with girls but don't actually sleep in a bed with them after he's done that. And unfortunately for him, it was his own room not the girls, that always did make it more awkward. Normally he would just leave once they had fallen asleep but as it was his room he couldn't do that. He was waiting for her to leave. But why didn't he just tell her to get out? She realised he hadn't spoke the entire duration and wanted it to remain that way, maybe because in his eyes talking means a greater level of intimacy that he wants to avoid. Maybe he wanted her to be the one to cave first. But they slept together and work together, they would have to speak about it at some point, especially if he wants to do it again. In all fairness she realised that she had barely spoke, besides calling his name etc.

Trish decided to be the more mature one and speak first, knowing that it will probably make their eventual conversation more awkward if they hadn't spoken at all about what had just happened, if they hadn't even acknowledged it more so.

"You know you could just tell me to leave instead of standing there like an idiot"

"Didn't wanna make you feel like I'm kicking you out"

"Well you basically are"

"Yeah but if I don't say it then I don't feel like I am"

"Whatever, I'll leave" she rolled her eyes and laughed slightly before putting back on her clothes,

"Well Trish it was quite a pleasure, let me know if you would like to do it again" he smirked as he opened the door to let her out,

"Meh it was alright" she teased,

"By the noises you were making it was more than just alright"

"Well if you knew the noises I'm used to making when I have sex then you'd know it was actually just alright" she smirked similarly to how he did causing his to disappear,

Trish's smile grew a bit wider when she saw his be wiped off his face, leaving him there alone in his room. She knew it hurt his ego but she didn't care. Randy already had the urge to pull her back and show her just how loud he can make her scream. He wanted to be the best she had ever had and wanted to achieve that there and then. However, he had to wait. He had to wait to prove to her just how good he really is. So that meant one thing, this wasn't the end. He was going to get Trish again and it was going to be even better than it was the first time. He was a man on a mission and Randy Orton never fails.