WWE Divas Fanfiction

Paige x Reader

"Pumpkin!" Paige screamed, jumping up into your arms, legs wrapping around your waist. You know Paige well; she's your friend and occasional in-ring tag team partner for intergender matches.

"Ouch!" You flinch as her body made an impact with yours. You quickly set her down, hand flying up to your chest. The wound you received during your last match began to throb again.

"What's wrong?!" Paige shot a concerned look to you and dragged you onto the backstage couch.

"N-Nothing, I just have a gash on my chest from the match I just had. The guy I wrestled against went in for a punch, I think something came loose on his glove, and it cut me on the chest." Paige leaned and began to lift your shirt over your head, inspecting your injury. She took a look and cringed.
"That's horrible. You need to take care of yourself! I don't want my friend to bleed out." She took your hand and dragged you to the medical room.
"I'm fine Paige." You rubbed the back of your head sheepishly.
"Shut it pumpkin, I won't believe that you are fine until I see so with my own eyes." She crossed her arms looking at you.
"Whatever you say emo queen." You say poking fun at her dark eyeliner and wrestling gear which forms a pentagram on her chest.
"Haha, very funny." Paige mocks you, trying to suppress her laughter. She almost pulled it off, but just came short and let out a giggle. Your heart leaps a little at Paige's sweet sounding voice. The two of you strut into the medical room, she pushes you down on one of the chairs.
"Let me bandage that for you," Paige says, her accent washing over you. She pulls out some sterile bandages from the drawer and begins.
"Thanks, Paige." You mutter shyly from the physical proximity.
"Oh, it's nothing. You don't need to thank me." She replies with a smile while she swathes your chest in bandages. After she finished she gave you a big thumbs up.
"I've patched you all up pumpkin." You look down at the neat, white bandages that are bound on your chest.
"(y/n), why are you blushing?" Paige whispers, blushing a little herself. She averts her gaze from you.
"Because you're beautiful and with me..." You trail off, a little embarrassed. Paige gently pushes you down onto the chair straddling you.
"You're so sweet (y/n), you make me happy." Paige kisses you and you kiss back, fingers lacing in her raven hair, her tongue delving into your mouth. She was demanding to say the least; Paige loves control. She ravishes your mouth for a few more moments.
"Wow, you're a good kisser! Well, I'm not surprised." Paige exclaims surprised, filling the air with her voice and accent.
"I've got good motivation to kiss well." You smirk at Paige raising your eyebrows.
"You flatter me, and I like that." Paige whispers into your ear. She leans in closer, pressing her body into yours. Paige gives you a warm grin. With her hands on your chest, Paige kisses your neck while grinding into you. The door handle shook a little and the door swung open. Naomi walks in and you tense up a little, but Paige just turns her head and greets her athletic friend.
"Hey Naomi, do you need me?" Paige asks casually.
"Just here to tell you your match is in ten minutes, you should get ready." Naomi tells her, not really caring about what you two were just doing. Paige nods and promptly climbs off of you and smooths her hair.
"See you later pumpkin." She winks and blows you a kiss.