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Sean entered his locker room with determination, though it didn't stem from the match he would be having for the house show that night. Instead, he was thinking up a way he could spare Stephanie the agony of having to marry Paul Levesque.
He raked a hand through his hair as he thought about the young woman, and about what they'd done the previous night. He'd meant what he'd told her - he truly did love her. It had been a swift process, but he was definitely in love. And when he recalled their night together... Damn it, he had to prepare for a match for later on - he couldn't afford to get himself all worked up and hot and bothered thinking about it. Besides, there would be plenty of time for more of that later.
Sean had just taken his shirt off when he heard the door suddenly open, which was odd since he wasn't sharing the locker room with anyone. But when he turned around, he was pleasantly surprised to see the General Manager standing with her back to the door, a tiny, almost uncertain smile playing at her lips.
Without a word, Stephanie locked the door, then came forward to eagerly go into his arms. Still no words were said as their lips met, the GM's arms going up so she could clasp them around his neck. Her tongue felt hot as it explored his mouth, meeting with his own.
It was sheer intensity. O'Haire moved his hands from her waist and up the sides of her curvaceous body, to her long, silky hair and then to cup her face as he continued to kiss her. God, but she tasted sweet... He just wanted to consume her. And damn if he didn't want to just take her right here...
The brunette suddenly pulled back, her blue eyes meeting his, and she bit her lip as though nervous.
Sean didn't want her to feel nervous around him. He reached out to place one hand against her cheek, his fingers brushing the soft skin gently. He moved his hand higher to brush at her bangs as he spoke.
"What? What is it?"
Stephanie bit her lip again, then a small smile returned to her face. She shook her head, her expression actually turning - of all things - mischievous.
"Nothing... I just... Well, I just want to ravage you..." she admitted in a husky voice.
A chuckle escaped him before his pulled her back into his embrace, kissing her again. This time, it was even more intense as he thought about how very much he wanted to do the exact same thing to her. Then, as he was nipping and sucking at her throat - being careful not to leave any telltale marks Levesque might see - Sean felt the brunette's hands down low, and he was suddenly free as she undid his jeans. Eagerly, she yanked them down, his boxers soon following. He looked down, catching Stephanie's gaze, the brunette again looking somewhat shy as she gently fondled him, then lowered to her knees.
O'Haire let our a sigh of pleasure as he suddenly felt her mouth on him, her tongue and teeth coming into play. God... The things she was doing and making him feel... She worked on him for a few minutes until he couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to give her pleasure like she'd never experienced before, fill her and make her scream like she'd done the prevous night...
He suddenly pulled back, escaping her lips. As Stephanie's gaze met his, he helped her to her feet, his hands grabbing at her shirt and tugging it off. Next went the bra, and then he went for her miniskirt and panties.
God... She was such a beautiful sight. He felt he could practically cry at her beauty as he drank her in from head-to-toe and back up again.
And then, they were all over each other again, mouths meeting in a hungry kiss, the brunette letting out a muffled whimper as she felt his erection pressing up against her belly. He reached down with one hand and, discovering how went and ready she was, let out a growl.
Both their desire was urgent as Sean led Stephanie to the nearby couch. Then, turning her around, he moved her long hair aside, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck, and after, she bent over for him.
The brunette let out a gasp as she felt him enter her, his thrusts starting out slow. In seconds, she was begging him to increase the speed, which he gladly did.
"Oh, God..." Stephanie closed her eyes as she came, a soft moan escaping her lips. Never before had she known such intense, passionate yet tender sex - but then, it had never been anything even remotely affectionate with Paul.
Sean quickly followed suit, his body stiffening behind her as he emptied into her. Together, they collapsed on the couch, both their breathing fast and heavy.
He held her tightly in his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead before going for her lips.
"I love you, Steph..."
Stephanie had to blink back tears.
"I love you, too, Sean..."