WWE Divas Fanfiction

Naomi x (pervert) Reader

"I'm a-a-a-amazing~" Naomi's dubstep theme swept over the audience, her glow in the dark ring gear and sneakers give off a neon give shine.
She slides forwards down the ramp and throws her glasses into the crowd of cheering fans. Many signs were raised, some saying "Go, Naomi!" and others saying "This is awesome!"

You watched her match from backstage, smitten and practically enchanted by her beauty. You watch Naomi land her powerful split-legged Moonsault for the three count.

"I'd let you land on me any day," you say to yourself, leaning a little closer to the TV, eyes drifting over her figure.

***

Naomi finishes her match. She stretches a little, feeling the satisfaction of the pull in her muscles. Naomi makes her way to the diva's locker room, grabbing her clothes.

"I should go and wash off," Naomi says out loud as she struts to the showers. You stalk her with hungry eyes, eyes glinting with glee.

How can I make you mine? My sweet, sweet Naomi? I want to witness your beauty. You stare at her from a distance, following her. A bubbly feeling in your chest, you love her so much, too much.

***

Naomi walks into the Diva's locker room and walks into the shower. She strips off her ring gear and casually tosses it into her gym bag.
Turning on the warm water she steps in, letting out a little "ah" of comfort and content. Little did she know you followed her, peeking through her shower curtain with a gleeful disposition.
"You're so pretty..." you say to her as she splashes in the water.
"Thanks-" Naomi stops talking upon realizing what's happening and lets out a scream.
"What the? (y/n)? I'm taking a shower! G-get out of here!"

"You know my name?" you ask in surprise.

"Y-yeah I know your name! I watch other people's matches too! Why does that even matter?! Get out!" Naomi yells back, covering herself with a towel.

"You watch my matches? Wow! No way!" you grin in pure ecstasy and happiness.

"You're really, really good. Just turn away for now! You're such perv (y/n)! We can talk once I'm not butt-naked! Shoo!" Naomi swats you away, giving you an annoyed look.

"Okay, okay. I'll go. I'll admit, I'm the biggest perv ever and I'm proud!"

"(y/n)! Fuck off!" Naomi growls at you, rolling her eyes. "Just wait outside while I dry off,"

***

"What in the actual hell was crap that about?!" Naomi pokes you in the chest, raising her eyebrows.

"I dunno..." you trail off, shrugging.

Naomi slaps you, not hard but enough for it to sting. "You asshole (y/n)! You peeped on me while I showered!"

"S-sorry! I just find you really pretty... That's all..."

Naomi gives you the "cut your bullshit" look, "You could have just said it to my face you know. You don't have to spy on me while I'm showering!"
"Sorry Naomi, I just find you so intriguing... That's all..."
"I would thank you if the circumstances were different," Naomi replies blandly her face not showing much emotion; this composure is quite typical for Naomi.
"Look, I-" you begin to speak.
Naomi stops you. "I know, I know, I forgive you." she gives you a look, "Don't ever spy on me again."

"Okay, okay, I promise." you raise your hands in apology.

She gives you a smile, "No problem,"
"So how do you pull off your Moonsault? I was always curious about it."
Naomi answers, "I just worked off of my athletic abilities and came up with it."
"Ah, so you're also smart and not just... Assets." you say, gesturing to her body.
Naomi slaps you again but this time more in a good natured "screw you" than anything else.
"Alright, I'll stop." you chuckle, shaking your hand.
"You better or I'll knock you out." Naomi says this but she's grinning with glee.
"I bet you could," you say giving her a warm smile.
Naomi smiles too, leaning up and gives you a chaste kiss.
"I got to go. See you later, (y/n)." she leaves but before she does she shoots you a amused look. "Pervert."
You laugh and shake you head. This went better than expected.