"Ugh..."

You groan as your alarm wakes you, and you fumble with your phone to shut it off. A look at your clock tells you that you that there's only an hour left before you have to be at tonight's event, and the drive itself is going to be a half an hour. Maria is still asleep at your side, and you nudge her with your leg.

She stirs but only turns away from you and mumbles, "I wanna sleep..."

"Maria, it's a half-hour drive and we gotta be there in an hour."

"WHAT?!"

Maria is much quicker to rise now, and within twenty minutes the two of you are ready to go. Tonight she's dressed in a cute blue dress with her hair done nicely (a bit of make up? Yeah, why not). The woman's gorgeous. You're dressed in your ring attire, covered by some casual clothes.

"So (Y/N), are you ready for your first match of the tour?" Maria asks sweetly as you drive to the arena. You take a minute to think about that, and it's tough. Will you crush it? Oh, of course. There's no question. However, do you want to? No.

"Not really, I guess. I didn't want to come all the way out to Japan just so I could crush the same guys I was already beating back in the US," you reply downheartedly, and she nods sympathetically. The difference is, both her and Mike came to get squashed. The story is that Mike's eventually going to get pissed that Maria's hanging out with you, and he's going to try and defend his honor. In the meantime, Maria's also going to lose a match to some random girl getting a push. At least, that's what you think is going to happen.

"Well, you'll do fine as long as I'm your sidekick."

"I fuckin' hope so."

The turnout of fans for this show was incredible. You mingle with as many of them as possible before Triple H pulls you aside into the backstage area. Are you in some kind of trouble?

Worry sets in as you fear the worst. What if word got out about what you've been doing with the girls in your free time? That's kind of a no-no, even by WWE standards. If a superstar is dating another superstar, fine. Whatever.

If a male superstar is fucking (and possibly impregnating) every female superstar he meets, then that's a problem, eh?

"What's the issue Hunter?" you ask nervously. You were never good with confrontation, and really you aren't any better now.

"Nothing major, but Vince wants to see you after you get changed. I think it's something about that scar," he replies, and then he walks off after giving you a light pat on the shoulder. It's comforting to know that he has no knowledge of your frisky nature, but the idea that you might have to snitch on Becky is rough. You won't tell him the truth unless he makes you.

You're about to open the door to Vince's office when suddenly Io comes EXPLODING out of it, followed by a very stressed Stephanie McMahon.

"Come on, Io! Let's talk this out!" Stephanie calls after her, but Io is long gone. With no other options, she turns to you and asks you to go talk to her.

"Why me? I just came to talk to Vince."

"I'll explain the situation to him, but somebody needs to talk to her. A fellow talent will probably be better at that then her boss, and you seem to have a way with the ladies."

The last part shakes you up so bad that you dart off to find Miss Shirai. After a thorough search of the building and the evasion of a few lingering fans, you conclude that she's not inside. Defeated, you sit down on the ground with your back propped up against the wall.

Kairi Sane sees you on the ground and asks, "Everything alright, (Y/N)?"

"Yeah, everything's awesome, but I was supposed to find Io."

"She's at the top of the parking garage. Oh, and Candice was looking for you."

"Thanks! Tell Candice I'm with Io!"

You get to your feet and run off into the parking garage. You trek up to the top... well, you walk for a bit and then take an elevator to the top. What? It's a tall parking garage!

Io is in plain sight. She's laying on top of the hood of a car, staring up at the stars. The sky is beautiful tonight, even in a city as big as Tokyo.

"Hey Io, what's up?"

"Leave me alone, (Y/N). I know Stephanie sent you."

"Fair, but I know something's wrong. At least I'll listen to what you have to say," you reply gently, and her shoulders sag. Io scoots over to the side of the car bonnet, allowing you to lay beside her. It's quiet for a few minutes, and that's fine with you.

"There were... nudes leaked. My nudes," she admits in a soft tone, barely audible over the various noises of nighttime Tokyo. It's all of your willpower for your cock to not spring up in your pants at the thought of Io naked.

"Unfortunate." What else can you say? The idea of your dick getting leaked isn't that bad. It's above average, and who's really going to care, anyways? What guy is going to admit he examined a picture of your penis? Generally, women catch much more flak if their nudes get leaked.

"Yup. Now Vince wants to fucking suspend me. How am I going to make my money if I'm not even allowed to show up?"

"I know, that's not fair at all. Vince has had quite a few fuck-ups of his own."

"What am I going to do, (Y/N)?"

"Nothing much you can do. We can stay out here for a while, though."

"Okay."

Neither of you move much or say anything for several minutes. The sights, sounds, and even the smells of Tokyo in the dead of night are still as pleasant as you remember. Why did you ever want to leave?

"So," you ask carefully, treading on thin ice, "How did your nudes leak anyways?"

"Well... after I took them, I kept putting off deleting them for a long time, and eventually my phone got hacked," she admits with a sigh. Man, hackers have knocked lots of superstars off of the table. I mean... Paige's phone got hacked and her sex tape was leaked.

"Oh shiiiiit. Out of curiosity, who were the pics for?"

"No one." Io is quick to deny any connection with those pictures, and you understand completely. One, that's her own business, and two... perhaps she doesn't want to give you any ideas. Eh, it's probably the first option.

You take out your phone and check the time, and you're startled to find that it's nearly time for the show.

"Well, I had fun tonight Io. Maybe this means we can be friends from now on."

"Maybe we can be a little bit more than friends."

"What?"

Io is on top of you instantly, looking down into your eyes with pure desire. You place a hand on the back of her head and bring her down to you, placing a tender kiss on her lips.

If there was any softness or cuteness before, it's gone. Io rubs her crotch against yours and her tongue dominates your mouth. Finally, she pulls away to breathe.

"I think you know what I mean. Wanna see my nudes in real life, (Y/N)?" she asks softly, biting her lip and looking down at her covered breasts. Fuck, that's hot.

"How could I refuse an offer like that?" you reply, planting a small kiss at the base of her neck. Io sits up and peels her shirt off, revealing her supple breasts to you. They're average sized and perky... perfect.

You start sucking on her tits, and she gives off quiet moans that somehow seem magnified by the sounds of the city. Luckily no one is up here but you two. While you are pleasuring her breasts, she grinds her clothed pussy against your crotch, stiffening your rod in your pants.

Io pushes away from you and supports herself above you with her hands. She looks beautiful in the night sky.

"Take your pants off," she demands, and it shakes you up. Listen, a round of public sex is cool here and there, but something like this, in such an open area? No way!

"Are you sure you don't want to wait? The show's about to start, and someone could see."

"No one will know, (Y/N). I'm sure we can make it quick," Io replies, and you're swayed by her confidence. You know it's a bad idea... getting caught could mean being suspended or worse. But fuuuuuuuck... she's so fucking hot.

"Oookay."

You allow Io to unzip your jeans and release your erect cock. She strokes it slowly as the two of you kiss, and you can't get enough of the taste of her lips.

She climbs back on top of you and lets you pull her pants down to her knees. With a swift upward motion, you spank her ass so hard that it echos through the lot. The noise it makes combined with Io's sharp cry of pleasure is sure to have alerted anyone that might be lurking.

"Fuck me, (Y/N)," Io says as your cock slides into her soaked pussy. Slowly she begins to ride your dick, attempting to adjust to your girth. To help her out, you take a handful of each of her ass cheeks and lift her up and down over your length.

All the while you're still sucking and biting her tits. Her gasps and suppressed moans are like music, and it encourages you to give her more.

"F-fuck... I'm going to cum..." Io breathes, trying to maintain herself. No one has caught you yet, but that doesn't mean it's not going to happen. The best you can do is just keep fucking Io and cover her mouth if it becomes necessary.

Your own orgasm is close, but you would rather have it be that Io cums first. You push harder into her, trying to push her over the edge before you cum.

In the end, you're unable to. You let your cum erupt from the tip of your rod into Io before relaxing as she continues to ride you.

Within a few minutes Io drops on your cock and moans loudly. Her vagina squeezes your rod as she has her own orgasm, and after a few seconds she falls onto you and sighs dreamily.

"Thanks, (Y/N). I'm sorry for being rude earlier," she says lazily as the two of you fix your clothes and whatnot. You smile at her in return, thinking about your next question.

"Hey, if you want to come hang out at my place in Florida, you're welcome anytime."

"You want me to join your harem?"

"C'mon Io, you ain't gotta do me like that."

"Haha, sure. I'd love to come live with you."

With one last kiss, you leave Io at her car and begin the walk back down into the arena. The show has already started, and your segment must be coming up shortly. All things considered, tonight was a good night.