The RubyWay Chronicles Part 9: Heartbeat (Part 2, NSFW)

[Ruby Tyler]

OOC: As previously noted in Part I, there is some graphic sexual content here. You've been warned.

He cracked a smile and cupped her cheeks again, kissing her even harder as she just did a few moments ago, her arms wrapping around his waist as she returns it with even more vigor, She tries to walk back with him as she ends up pushing him back on the bed and immediately crawls on top of him, the two of them almost biting each other’s faces off in the way that they are kissing one another. Of course, they’re not eating each other’s faces off but the passionate and furious way of them kissing gives off that vibe.

The two of them are aware of the consequences and the aftermath surrounding what may happen, but they don’t care. This has happened before, and they dealt with it properly. Right now is all that matters and what matters is the both of them want to dive into the urges that have been driving them absolutely insane for almost a year now.

Ruby’s hands somehow snake their way down under Kevin’s shirt, her nails slowly digging and scratching up his back as she bites on his lower lip, almost trying to pull it off with her own teeth and even at the point, drawing a little bit of blood from him as his hands start to snake down, exploring and missing being able to feel every inch of her body. Yeah, it’s been awhile, and part of him never really came to mind about it all, but damn if he didn’t miss it. Even after all the bickering between the two, he still always wanted a piece of her no matter what. Maybe the bickering was a turn-on, who the hell knows. Regardless, he was able to trace his fingers down her body once again and smack her right in the butt for a quick laugh and a quick way to get her to react as he pushed up closer towards her, trying to feel every bit of her against him as he started biting back on her tongue.

She pulled back from him with a grin, grabbing a fistful of his hair and jerking his head aside so that she could trail kisses from just beneath his ear to the spot where his neck met his collarbone, nipping lightly with her teeth and digging her nails into his side. Ruby knew that in the morning, they would have to deal with the consequences of this, and that the night before a pay-per-view probably wasn’t the best timing, but in that moment, she couldn’t bring herself to care. As she sucked hard on the spot just above his collarbone, she let go of his hair and turned her attention to getting his shirt off. After more than a year without this, she craved his touch more than she’d realized. It was deeply wrong on so many levels but something about the way they fit together made it feel incredibly right.

When she got his shirt off and tossed it aside, Ruby began tracing the scars and tattoos that decorated his upper body. After spending so long doing her best to ignore what he looked like, she wanted to commit the landscape of his body to memory, both visually and through touch. Her fingertips were feather-light against his skin and she shifted slightly on top of him, adjusting herself so that she could reach more of him. Their eyes met, both of them seemingly confused by the slower but no less passionate pace of this night. The first two times they had met like this, events had been fueled by anger and hatred mixed with lust. Whatever was happening tonight, however, lacked the sheer violence of their previous encounters.

Ruby almost said something, but thought the better of it and bit her lower lip instead, dipping her head to begin kissing her way down the center of his chest, giving herself the chance to appreciate him in a way she never quite had before.

It was a sight to behold, really. The both of them just taking their time. The last couple times were blurs to the both of them, to the point where they never had the time to just soak everything in, so when she started to trace his chest and the scars on his body, there was more than shivers running through his body, there was a sense of relief. It had been a long while since somebody took time with him (and the same can be said about her as well) and made sure that they were being treated well.

As she kissed down his chest, he moved his fingertips up her arm and up to her hair, and began to run his hand right through it. A motion that caused her to stop and look back up at him in the same kind of confusion that was met earlier. So he ended up pulling on her hair in return, maybe to make the mood a little more ferocious, he has no idea. But as he pulls on her hair, his hand reaches under her tank-top and removes it as well, the both of them now completely topless as he pulls her back up to eye level with her, pushing up to where he’s grinding himself up against her, the sounds of her moans escaping from her lips as she feels him riding up against her shorts. As Ruby was about to say something a few moments ago, Kevin was about to say something as well, but decided against it, instead continuing to grind himself and feel every inch of her through her shorts.

And though they would have been more than content to spend the rest of their evening just like this, kissing and exploring one another’s bodies, the way he moved against her had Ruby wanting more. She kissed him hard and grabbed the waistband of his shorts, clumsily pulling them down with one hand while trying to balance her weight on the other. Realizing what she was doing, he shifted so that he could toss his shorts and boxers onto the floor and with a wolfish grin, he did the same for her. Ruby straddled him once more and he sat up as she took hold of his cock, their foreheads touching as he slid inside her. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, practically inviting him to kiss her throat as she moved on top of him, her nails digging into his shoulders.

He could feel her nails deep into them as he felt her moving back and forth, looking down to see himself completely enveloped inside of her as it slid in and out of her. Unlike the last couple of times where violent tendencies got the better of them and it was more of a test to see who would physically harm one another as the two fucked, this time was different. They ended up taking their time, going at it slower, the both of them still exploring and kissing different parts of their bodies as they went at it. Kevin accepted the invitation of kissing her throat, but also kissed alongside her neck and shoulders as his fingers slid down and gently scratched her back.

Maybe it was because they both knew that once this was done, the awkwardness between them was going to be stronger than ever, or maybe because they knew that the bickering would return between them, but for now, at this very moment, they were just enjoying each other’s company and that’s all that really mattered in the moment. It also helped that what they were both doing, even though it felt absolutely wrong, it felt so absolutely right. Like they both knew each other for years before instead of their first choice encounter being him beating the crap out of her...then the second encounter being him almost breaking her neck with a steel chair.

As she started to move just a little faster, his hips started to move along with hers, feeling her rise and fall on himself as his breath started to grow in rapid succession along with hers. Every bit of energy inside the both of their bodies were now filled with nothing but adrenaline at this point. So much so that Ruby leaned down and interlocked her fingers with Kevin’s, as he lifted up his hand and pulled it up to hers, kissing each one of his fingers...and then placing his hand on her throat as she rode him harder and harder. It was...it was weird to see her place his hand right there, given all that happened between them, and the choice encounter that left them to the hotel room that fateful night where in that fit of rage-fueled passion, Kevin almost choked her out right then and there as well.

But this obviously was different.

So much so that in a split second, as she made the grip on his neck grow even tighter, all the memories came flooding back and she realized the move she made and froze for a couple seconds before pushing his hand away from her throat and getting off of him immediately. Kevin just laid there and looked up as Ruby was trying to keep her composure together.

Kevin Hardaway: What’s wrong

Ruby Tyler: It’s...it’s nothing.

Kevin Hardaway: You sure?

Ruby Tyler: Yeah. I’m fine.

She had no idea why she would even consider doing that to herself, but we guess that in this bit of passion, she let the adrenaline get the better of her and after a few moments, she fell down on the bed next to him and invited him to have his way with her for a little bit. After all, she was the one who ran back into the hotel and ripped his clothes off in one fail swoop, at least in her mind. He grinned and climbed on top of her, kissing up every inch of her body, running his fingers against her legs and hips, noticing for the first time a few of the scars that she has earned in combat as a hunter, and dragging his fingertips along her arms as she looked up at him with bated breath as he positioned himself on top of her and slid every bit of himself deep inside her as she let out a long and adequate moan.

One that kept going as he pushed and thrusted himself into her body, feeling every goosebump and twitch coming from her as she dug her nails into the back of his shoulders and scratched all the way down, knowing for sure that he would need to wear a shirt during their pay-per-view match as he kept going, harder and deeper into her. Unlike her where she was a bit more passionate, he was a bit more animalistic, like the hotel room stay. Sure, he wanted to take care of her but he also wanted to show that he knew what he was doing.

The back of her head tilted up and her body arched as he moved faster, feeling his entire body starting to tighten up. It was going to come out no matter what, and she could feel it too that her body was going to release every bit of urge that she had built up for almost a year now, and with one almost primal scream from her, she yelled out his name. She only said his name a few times, usually his name escaping from her mouth was a sign that he was either in trouble or that something was up. But this time, it was purely from a gratifying standpoint as she came, almost around the same time as he did, the mix of sweat and everything else leaving their bodies together in a velcro-like grip as once the ringing stopped in their heads, they both looked at each other, and he kissed her softly.

Kevin Hardaway: Well...that was a thing.

Ruby just looked at him. First with a look that said that he was back to his old sarcastic jerk-ass like self, but then she smiled.

Ruby Tyler: Yeah. That was a thing. God, is this going to be a yearly tradition?

Kevin Hardaway: Hey, you were the one who jumped MY bones this time.

Ruby Tyler: Guess this makes us even?

Kevin Hardaway: Define “even” between us?

She giggled a little bit and he leaned in to kiss her once again, and unlike the hotel room, she accepted it this time.

Ruby Tyler: You wanna get up before you dislocate my hip, Kevin?

She told him that during the night in the hotel room where they first hooked up. That time, she meant it. This time, he knew she was being a smartass.

Kevin Hardaway: Oh, you always think I’m going to dislocate your hip. I take good care of you, you know.

Ruby Tyler: Except every time where I beat the shit out of you.

Kevin Hardaway: You know what I mean…

He moved back and let her get up from the bed as the two of them just sat on the bed. Naked and sweaty, sure, but they just sat there. It was a weird, but in a way, right moment with the two of them just looking on at each other in silence. Suddenly, Ruby got off the bed and started putting back on her clothes. A confused look leapt off of Kevin’s eyes as she was getting dressed. Just like the hotel room, she was leaving before he could really say a word. But this time, he was prepared as he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him.

Kevin Hardaway: Don’t you think about leaving.

Ruby Tyler: I...wasn’t? I just...I just don’t like sleeping without any clothes on. Besides, the sedan was cramping my legs just a little. I’m not going anywhere.

Kevin Hardaway: Good.

As she went back to the bed, Kevin decided to put back on his boxers and his shorts as well, but left his shirt off and joined her in the bed as she got comfy on her side by propping up the pillows towards the back of her neck and started flipping channels on the television as he laid on his side. Sure, there was no post-sex cuddling or anything like that, but for the first time in a long time, they both felt at ease with one another as he pulled the covers up to his neck and soon after, fell asleep.

Not only did they feel at ease, they both felt safe.

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Take six people who are trying to leave a legacy in the wrestling business, split them into teams of two, and then throw them all into a wrestling ring together. That’s essentially what’s going to happen at Above & Beyond V, when RubyWay goes up against Status Quo and Next Level to win not only the FGA Tag Team titles, but also to retain our White Lion Wrestling titles. I mean, when I went and did my research on this match, I found a number of accolades and achievements in FGA for everyone involved – well, except for me, unless you count being a professional pain in Zero McHannon’s ass on Twitter as an achievement.

Which I don’t, since it seems simply existing in a way he doesn’t like is enough to piss him off. But enough about him. This is about Cordy, Dan, Ricky, and Luke. We’ve spent a lot of time talking about why we should be in this match and basically telling everyone who thinks we don’t deserve it to go swivel. Before Dynamic Duos, there was no tag team division here in FGA. You had Ricky and Luke, who didn’t even have a name for their partnership, at the top of a division with nobody in it. Sure, Yun and Cami made a go of it, but who was there to stop them?

RubyWay.

Blood Brothers? Gone. Nox Sports? Might as well be gone. Everyone else in Dynamic Duos? Not part of this company. Which leaves RubyWay, Status Quo, Next Level, and The Usual Suspects in the fight for these tag team titles. Now, I have a lot of respect for both Status Quo and Next Level, but here’s the thing: I’m tired of being passed over for bigger names. I’m tired of being told that I can’t do it, that I’m not good enough, that my tag partner and I don’t deserve to be where we are. It’s all I’ve heard since I came out from San Diego, quite frankly.

I’m trash.

I’m nothing.

I’m not important.

I don’t matter.

To which I say… fuck off, all of you.

Coming here got me pinned for the first time in over a year. Losing to Status Quo was the second time I lost a tag match in over a year. Now, you can deride my opponents all you want but I fought like hell each and every time I stepped into those rings, and my partner and I will be doing the same when we get to Above and Beyond V.

Listen, I know we can't win them all. But here, this is the biggest stage I've ever been on. This is the biggest title I've ever fought for. And I will be damned if I let this opportunity slip through my fingers. We'll have to be on higher alert than ever before - so I guess it's a good thing that I've been training Kevin as a hunter since January. Paired with me, he'll be practically unstoppable. Just like me.

Because for as much shit as we give each other, when it comes to a fight I know he's got my back. I trust him to be there when I need him. Yeah, we still bicker and fight but the team that will be facing Status Quo and Next Level is more unified than we've ever been before. Kevin and I have been through hell and back these last few months and we've gotten through it together. So while Cordy and Dan have experience and genuine friendship on their side, and Ricky and Luke have figured out how to work with one another despite that whole thing with Ricky banging Luke’s sister. But Kevin and I?

This is a partnership that's been forged in fire and battle-hardened.

So good luck to both Next Level and Status Quo. You're gonna need it.

Because RubyWay, the team begotten by fanfiction and ultraviolence, is going to walk out the champions.

Over and out, bitches.

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Once the training session was over with, and after a quick shower - which very nearly ended with Ruby getting pinned against the locker room wall - they headed to the Honda Center...or as Kevin liked to put it, “the place where Team USA beat Gunner Stahl and Team Iceland in D2: The Mighty Ducks”. Of course she just rolled her eyes at him as they both entered the building, although she did appreciate the reference. She just hoped that they would have the same fate as Team USA… and that Kevin wouldn’t get any ideas about them having a move called The Knuckle Puck or The Flying V. Or about trying to get the crowd to quack along with them. She had thought that she was a pop culture junkie, but then she’d gotten to know him better and realized that in their partnership, he was very often the nerdier of the two.

By the time they were heading out toward the ring to check out the setup, Ruby felt better than she had in ages. Last night had settled something between them, at least for a little while, and now they could focus on what was important - winning those tag titles and proving to the FGA world that the two of them were worth a damn. But as she went to say something to him, she realized that Kevin had stopped several feet behind her.

He turned around in all directions, but found absolutely nothing in sight. He thought he heard a voice but he just thought of it as it being nothing but the ring crew out there doing their magic to make sure the show went off without a hitch. As he stood there, Ruby yelled out to him.

Ruby Tyler: Hey! You okay?

Kevin Hardaway: Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. It’s nothing.

Ruby Tyler: Well hurry the fuck up. We got titles to win.

Kevin Hardaway: Catching up to you.

She didn’t quite believe him but for the time being, she was willing to drop it.

Besides, it was probably just nerves. Nothing to worry about.