…I have returned…

ok, not a big deal, I almost abandoned this site cuz its just pissin me off, but due to popular demand, I have not returned empty handed. I have brought the third installment to my fan fictions. First, "Always" then "Come What May." Now, I present ladies and jack-offs

"Behind Those Eyes"

Yes, sensing a trend? All my fan fic titles are based off of songs.

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction. Any statements regarding any person, place, or other entity (real or imaginary) is the sole responsibility of the author of this work of fiction. All stories based on real people are works of fiction and do not necessarily reflect on the nature of the individuals featured. other non O/c's are property of WWE

Chapter 1

"Please?"

"No Way."

"C'mon, you can do it!"

"I could, but I'm not gonna."

"Who knows? You might like it."

"Well..."

"Yeah?"

"No!" The young woman said firmly. She was a professional, not a skank. Her job was to entertain and to keep her boyfriend's head screwed on straight. That's why she got paid. There were other obligations she had. She inherited her mothers singin voice among other things like her eyes and her smile. But at the moment, she was showing her stubborn side, a characteristic of her father.

"It's not like you really have a choice Melanie. Stephanie gave you an otder and you have to obey." The 6'3" 290 pound wrester said smirking.

Melanie sighed and got off her boyfriends lap. When he's out in the wrestling ring, he is "the man." The man who was the youngest champion in history, who benches 425 pounds, squats 695 pounds and is known for his realatively short temper. But now, for now, when they're together, he is just Brock.

"Well, as assistant General Manager of Smackdown, i should have some say in whether my match with Torrie Wilson should be a bra and panties match ot not." Melanie said bluntly.

"Hey, I don't make the rules. Ratings for Smackdown were down last week and all we're asking is that you show a little..." Brock made curving motions with his hands. Mel groaned. She didn't like exploiting herself.

"Ok first off, ratings last week were down by only .1 and that's because of the season finale of Midget Racing: Climbing to New "Heights" Melanie explained. "Second, i don't thin having my clothes ripped off will bring up ratings." Brock shrugged.

"Maybe, but it will bring up my..."

"Dawn Marie's top just came off!" a voice said from behind Mel. She turned around to see the General Manager of Smackdown standing there, grinning.

"Crowds lovin' it. Wait till your match Mel, it's gonna be great." Stephanie said. Mel sighed again. Everyone is expecting a bra and panites match. It's already been advertised. THe best she could do is win so that her clothes will stay on.

"Yeah, super." She said sarcastically. Stephanie left the room, leaving Melanie and Brock alone.

"Hey." Brock said softly. Mel turned away form him. He got up and came up behind Mel, wrapping his hands around her waist.

"You ok?" He asked. Mel nodded a little. Brock groaned.

"I don't believe you." He said. Melanie shrugged.

"What do you want, I'm going out there and im doing the stupid Bra and panites thing ok?" She said quickly. She put her hands behind her head and paced around the room.

"Why are you being so diificult?" Brock asked following her. she quickly changed direction and headed toward the door. Brock ran ahead of her and slammed the door shut. Mel grabbed the door handle and attempted to open the door with Brock's hand holding it shut.

"I'm being difficult?" She said accusingly. Brock held the door more firmly as Mel struggled to open it.

"How about you tell me what's really bothering you." Brock said. Mel slowly released the door knob and lowered her head.

"I don't know." Mel said softly. She fondled with a small heart pendant that hung around her neck. It was Brock's gift to her the christmas before.

"I've been really distracted latley. Since ive been women's champion it feels like everyone is out to get me. I feel like i need a break, like I'm going through this all by myself...You wouldn't understand." Mel made her way over to the TV.

The screen showed Wrestlemania 19 form the previous March. There was Brock holding his champioship belt high over his head with Melanie in the ring with him with her title around her waist. Mel smiled. Winning their respective titles was the best thing that happened to them. it brought them closer together. Brock stood next to her looking at the screen.

"That was a great night." He said. "You and i both deserve this. Yeah, you got a big target around your waist and everyones gonna wanna take it away from you, but if anyone can beat them, it's you. we're in this together. Im not leaving you." Mel smiled as he lightly kissed her forehead.

She slithered into the giants arms, set her chin on his chest and looked up into his eyes.

"So since im doing the bra and panites match, you wanna sneek preview?"


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