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(Sorry Priest)
"Oh, you're pushing it." Her friend said, watching over the phone in awe as she on put her Damian Priest T-Shirt. Andrew had pissed Kyla off when he snatched her away from him when they were talking, then he went on to argue her down about it.
Any smart person (with a boyfriend that ginormous) would just accept the situation and let it be done, but Kyla was the complete opposite. She was not smart in the sense that she just let things go. She HAD to get under his skin as he had gotten under hers.
So, she bought a Damian Priest shirt and was going to wear it with a slutty outfit and watch as Damian blushed and Drew fumed. :) "Whatever!" She exclaimed as she grabbed her belongings and headed over to the arena.
Once she had gotten there, like clockwork, she ran into Damian first. His chocolate eyes lit up at seeing his face across her chest.
"Wow!" He beamed. "You look amazing!" He complimented her. Kyla's heart fluttered admirably, Damian was honestly one of the most wholesome people. Little things mattered so much to him and just seeing one of his good friends wear his shirt and support him made him so happy. At the sight of his innocent happiness, Kyla nearly found herself forgetting why she even put it on in the first place.
"You're the cutest, Lu! See ya later big guy." She hugged him before making her way further into her boyfriend's work place. Her heart subtly began to pound as she neared his locker room - Deep down, she knew she would be punished for this..but she was all too stubborn to back out now.
Entering the single's locker room timidly, she was met with her massive boyfriend in his gear, lapping water through his jet black locks. Kyla bit her lip at the sight, his tanked body always finding a way to side track her thoughts.
In a split second, his icy eyes glanced at her through the mirror. "Hello, Princess." He said, his accent thick with concentration. She fluttered her eyes, swooning for the nickname. Deciding not to say anything, she hummed in his direction. In a split second his eyes shot toward her, then down at the man that stood confidently on her shirt.
" Really?" He questioned unamused, yet knowing exactly what she was doing, a sarcastic chuckle also releasing itself from his broad chest. Kyla smirked, finally feeling relief at his discomfort. Drew finally turned his body toward hers, making his way over to her. Every step forward that he took, was a step backward that she took - until she was eventually pinned against the wall.
Her mouth fell open as swiftly planted his face in her neck, lips dragging painfully softly against her sweet spot. "When I come back, I want this off of you. Do you understand?" His steep voice lowered, sending shutters down Kyla's back. The girl shut her eyes, trying to maintain her composure as she was the one who provoked this.
"Mhm." She hummed as he menacingly played in her hair. His big hand cupped her ass, she inhaled sharply at the sudden contact.
"Talk to me like you know how." He grunted. The lowness in his voice intimidated her in the best way possible - him only getting this way when he was 100% serious.
"Yes sir." She quickly corrected herself. He smiled in satisfaction, picking up his sword that lay behind her curvy body, and making his way to gorilla.
As she watched his match against Sami Zayn, she often caught herself wondering what was going to happen to her. She had absolutely no plans of taking this shirt off, but the way Drew's demeanor switch when he saw it...
Her mind running back and forth like a see-saw, Kyla jumped at the sound of the bell ringing, signaling a victory for her boyfriend.
She smirked, biting her lip in anticipation of his return to the room. As the minutes came and went, Kyla grew more and more nervous. Drew was definitely the type to expect to be obeyed the first time. She normally did but after countless amounts of rewards and praise, change was needed. Not to mention, she wanted her get back.
