Dark and Brutal

Until Her Retirement

A while has passed of Vic slowly coming back around to Rhea and Buddy. Slowly gaining more confidence in the relationship. Rhea has been doing everything she can to prove to Vic that she wasn't being used for sex. Slowly, the nightmares have subsided, and Rhea has been having less panic attacks backstage. The reconnection and reconciliation of their relationship benefitting them both for the better.

It's Money In The Bank weekend, and Vic is nervously pacing the dressing room. Dom, Damian, Finn, and even JD have been trying to calm her down. Rhea is still technically out after being injured by Liv Morgan, but she snuck to the event anyway to support Vic. Since she's making her Raw debut on Monday, she may as well have traveled alongside the group to the one place she hates the most: Canada.

Rhea walks into the dressing room with a water in one hand and a plate of fruit in the other. She's mumbling about how much she hates this place, especially since it was in Canada that she had to vacate her title, when she looks up and sees the guys crowded around Vic while she paces by the wall. 

"Move!" Rhea growls through gritted teeth as she sets the food and water down on the vanity. "You're crowding her and that's not fucking helping!" 

The guys all toss their hands up and back away, slowly leaving the room with Damian mumbling, "take it easy" as they shut the door behind them.

Vic is fanning herself, hyperventilating, and trying desperately not to cry and ruin her makeup when Rhea walks near her.

"Vic..." Rhea speaks softly.

Instead of responding, she continues to pace. Gasping for air as she feels her throat closing up on her.

"Victoria look at me," Rhea says a little louder.

Vic finally stops pacing and looks at Rhea, biting on one of her nails as she continues to fight back tears.

"Come here," Rhea says and holds a hand out.

Reluctantly, she takes her hand and Rhea pulls her to her, turning her around gently and making her face the full-length mirror.

"Look. What do you see?" She asks in a whisper in Vic's ear.

"A fucking mess," Vic replies.

"No, babe. Want to know what I see? I see my badass girl, wearing her sexy gear," Rhea says as her hands slide up Vic's sides. "This black studded top," she says as her hands gently grip her breasts.

Vic sighs, her breath catching in her throat in a good way.

"Your black and purple sparkly skort," Rhea whispers as she trails her hands down Vic's stomach to the hem of her skort, "and those decorated boots."

Staring at Rhea's hands in the mirror, Vic bites her lip and looks back up at her eyes. Rhea's smirking back at her as she rubs her lower stomach, so close, yet so far.

"Please," Vic whispers.

"After your ladder match," Rhea whispers and kisses her neck. 

Vic moans whimpers softly.

"That's not fair," she whispers.

"Come on babe, you teased her," Buddy smirks from the doorway.

"She'll be nice and wet for us then when she gets out of her match," Rhea chuckles.

Buddy walks over and presses himself to Rhea, she gasps as he grips her hips roughly and whispers in her ear while they make eye contact in the mirror, "let her cum now, and I'll reward you later. Or tease her now, and I'll make her cum, and you get nothing tonight." 

Rhea bites her lip and grins as her eyes find Vic's in the mirror again. There's desperation, pleading in them, and also a bit of playfulness. She's enjoying the threat. She wants to challenge Rhea. Only she's not about to let her win.

Sliding her hand under the hem of Vic's skort, Rhea slips her fingers to her clit, rubbing it softly. Toying with it as she pinches and lets go, circles her fingers around it, then repeats it. She does it a few times until Vic is a squirming, moaning mess in her arms. Her knees buckle lightly, her head falling back onto Rhea's shoulder.

Buddy leans over and kisses Vic's forehead before moving to Rhea's neck. Sucking on it and grinding himself on her ass. Rhea bites her own lip, her fingers sliding into Vic and moving in and out quickly. 

"Oh don't stop, please," Vic moans into the air as she reaches back with both hands, grabbing the back of Rhea's head with one and the back of Buddy's with the other. 

"Are you going to be a good girl and cum for Mami?" Buddy asks.

"Only if you fuck me tonight," Vic moans back.

"So naughty," Buddy smirks, "cum then baby."

Rhea pinches Vic's clit again and smirks as she screams out, cumming hard onto Rhea's fingers and in her panties. Pulling her fingers out, Rhea holds them up for Buddy. He sucks on them until Vic's juices are cleaned off. Not a drop left on her fingers. 

"Fuck. What a way to stop a panic attack," Vic moans.

Rhea smirks, "I'm the one that's supposed to have those. You'll be fine babe. It's your first ladder match but I know you'll smash it."

Smiling, Vic turns in her arms and kisses her then Buddy.

"I need to clean up. The match starts in five minutes," she says and starts to walk away.

Except she's stopped by Rhea, who has a stern, but slight smirking, expression on her face. 

"You're not cleaning anything up. You're going to go out there and win that briefcase with the evidence of the orgasm you just had in your panties."

Vic's eyes go wide, and Buddy chuckles.

"But-"

"I don't care if it drips down your thighs out there. Leave it. I want to know you're out there winning your first Money In the Bank briefcase with cum dripping from your pussy," she smirks, "and that I'm the one that did it."

Vic shakes her head and laughs a little. Feeling both awkward and turned on at the idea. But she knows better than to defy Rhea's challenge. She knows if she does, there will be hell to pay later from both Rhea, and Buddy.

And as much as the torture of being edged all night sounds, Vic would much rather cum until she's dry. Which is exactly what she intends on asking for to celebrate her win tonight, and every win she gets from now until her retirement.