Living in Sin

Another dream.

He didn’t understand where they came from or why he was suddenly having them. It was always the same scenario ending with him banging a fiery redhead in a dark alleyway. Baron couldn’t recall a fiery redhead in WWE or NXT, besides Eva Marie. She was on the main roster though and he had zero interest in her. Definitely not his style or type of woman. Who he kept dreaming about was, however. It was strange; Baron had dreamt of this woman for several months in a row now. Now that he thought about it a little more and woke up further, it was right after his NXT debut. May of 2013 – it was now the beginning of 2015 and everyone was hyped because WrestleMania, WWE’s biggest pay-per-view of the year, was on the horizon.

Scratching his goatee that lined his strong jaw, Baron glanced at the clock and knew he wouldn’t be getting back to sleep. It was nearing 6 AM and he had to be at the Performance Center by 8 for training with Bill DeMott. He was the main trainer for the NXT talent and Baron got along with him for the most part, though they had butted head a few times ring-wise. Bill believed his moves weren’t solid in the ring and Baron disagree, improving with every NXT match he had. Most lasted less than 30 seconds, though he had gotten into a brawl at NXT’s last event Takeover IV. Bull Dempsey was over 300 pounds and hard to knock down, even with the strength in Baron’s 6’8 height and 275 pound muscular build. They battled for months, Bull being his longtime rival, but in the end Baron won the ultimate war between them and he was ready to move onto a new opponent.

Turning on the shower sprays in his bathroom, Baron pulled the curtain back and let the warm water cascade down his body. His freshly dyed black hair clung to his skull and neck, resting just above his shoulders. The top was cut in a somewhat V shape to give his character edge. Baron tried keeping his hair drenched at all costs because he had natural curls and his hair color was actually dark brown. It didn’t make him look ‘wolf’ enough, so a dye job was needed. His Mom wasn’t happy about it, but Baron would do whatever it took to make it big in NXT and eventually the WWE’s main roster. He remembered calling her and she bitched him out for an hour straight, demanding him not to change his appearance for a job. Chuckling at the memory, Baron’s thoughts once again turned to the fiery redhead from his dreams. Not only did her hair turn him on, but the unique blue eyes she had captured him instantly. They reminded him of clear blue water on an island off Costa Rica, or maybe the Bahamas. He’d been to both in his lifetime for family vacations.

Baron finished his shower and stepped out, toweling his body off before wiping the steam off the mirror, staring back at his reflection. “Let’s see who’s afraid of the Big Bad Wolf today.” He rumbled, a smirk curving his lips and finished getting ready before heading out to the Performance Center to meet up with Bill.

~!~

“So what do you think?”

“I don’t know…” Ocean blue eyes looked around the Performance Center in somewhat of a daze, hardly believing they had made it to Orlando, Florida. “It’s spectacular and overwhelming…”

“I’d be worried if you didn’t feel that way.” Bill DeMott remarked with a smile, eyes twinkling behind the clear glasses he wore in order to see properly. “You don’t have to decide today, but I warn you, the spots fill up pretty fast here, Halia.”

No pressure then, Halia thought, and extended a hand to shake Bill’s hand when the door swung open, banging against the wall. It made her jump nearly out of her skin. Bill hadn’t moved an inch and simply shook his head at whoever entered the building, his attention going back to her. Halia had spun around because of the sound and felt the breath leave her body at the specimen walking toward them.

“Baron, nice of you to join us. You’re late. Again.” Bill scolded, folding his arms in front of his chest. “What’s your excuse this time?”

“Traffic?” Baron smirked, suddenly training his eyes on the petite fiery redhead standing beside Bill. “Who’s this?”

“None of your business, boy.” Bill snapped his fingers, pointing to the weights. “Hit them. I want 20 reps by the time I finish showing her around the facility.”

Rolling his eyes, Baron mockingly saluted and took off toward the weight area to start lifting, not before catching another glance at the redhead. Who was she? Somehow, she seemed familiar and yet Baron had never met her before in his life. Was it her hair or…the eyes, maybe? He’d only caught a glimpse of them, wide and perplexed, but it was enough to make his blood heat up.

“Sorry about that, Halia.” Bill apologized, turning his full attention back to the skittish woman and blinked at what she said next.

“Where do I sign my contract? I’ll start today, if you want.”

~!~

After having his backside handed to him by Bill for being late for their training session again, by 5 minutes, Baron hit the showers of the Performance Center to clean up. They had a local show happening that night and he had to be prepared for it, even though his match would probably be 3o seconds to a minute long, like always. He stopped at the sight of the fiery redhead he spotted with Bill earlier that day leaning against the wall, a cell phone pressed against her ear. She looked upset and he didn’t want to disrupt the conversation, so Baron merely stood there, waiting for her to finish.

“Brett, can’t you understand how much this means to me? No, I understand I have an obligation to you, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I’m not passing it up. Yes, I still want to have a wedding! You’re being very selfish making me choose between you and my dream, you know that? I’ve always supported you in anything you wanted to do!” Halia could feel tears stinging her eyes and pulled the cell phone from her ear so she didn’t have to hear the screaming from her fiancé anymore. Her head was ready to burst from a migraine after being slammed repeatedly on the mat for several hours during her first training session.

“Hali – HALI, are you listening to me?!”

“Everything okay?” Baron asked, making his presence known and watched her jump again, a small smile flittering across his mouth. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Halia hadn’t noticed Baron Corbin standing there while she had her backside chewed out by her fiancé and felt humiliated, giving him a quick nod. “Brett, I have to go. I’ll call you later when you’ve calmed down and we can talk about this rationally. I love you, whether you believe it or not.”

Dark eyes immediately shot down from her face to her left hand, noticing the diamond ring on her left finger. Damn, she was engaged, he surmised in thought, not understanding why a sudden wave of anger overtook him. It immediately evaporated when a few tears slipped from her eyes down her cheeks and Baron felt his heart clench painfully in his chest. What was it about this woman that drew him in? He didn’t even know her! The moment she turned to look at him again and Baron got a longer closer look at her eyes and face, his ability to talk disappeared. Fiery red hair and clear blue eyes…that were bloodshot and watery at the moment…stared back at him, reminding him of the woman he’d been dreaming of lately. Was this her? What the hell was going on?

“Sorry you had to witness that.” Halia didn’t notice Baron staring at her like she’d just grown 3 heads and wiped her tears away. “Please keep this between us. I don’t want my personal life spread around this place.”

Baron could only nod, still gaping at her like a regular fish out of water and tried making his mouth work. It refused to catch up with his brain though, not until she had walked away into the women’s locker room. “Fuck.” He muttered, tearing a hand through his semi-dry black hair and stormed off to the men’s locker room to shower and get ready for the show that night.

~!~

A month passed by since Halia signed a contract to be trained at the Performance Center and things were going well, at least in her opinion. She befriended a beautiful honey blonde named Kaelyn; most people called her Kae for short. Bill was close to sending her up to NXT, so she could join her boyfriend, Finn Balor. Halia didn’t follow NXT prior to coming here, only WWE, and she regretted not checking out what WWE’s developmental had to offer. There was plenty of talent, some of them far better than what was on WWE’s main roster. It made no sense. She supposed that was the way the WWE worked and kept her opinions about it to herself, focusing on getting her training out of the way. Kaelyn had a couple weeks left at the Performance Center and then Halia would have nobody to hang out with or a sparring partner for that matter. Brett had calmed down and reluctantly agreed to let her try out this ‘dream’ of hers since it meant a lot to her. Halia knew he didn’t believe in her and that was fine. She would prove him wrong and make it to the main roster of WWE.

Across the way in the Performance Center was Baron, his eyes not leaving Halia for a second. He found out who she was through the grapevine of NXT, but nobody knew much about her. Finn informed him Kaelyn had befriended the newcomer, which was out of character for the spitfire honey blonde. Baron asked Finn to find out what he could about Halia, wanting to know as much information about her as possible since he was too cowardly to ask her himself. He recalled overhearing Halia flirting with her fiancé over the phone after another training session 2 weeks ago and felt his blood boil at the memory. It made him crazy she was engaged and Baron could feel the green eyed jealous monster surfacing within him. When she claimed she missed being with her fiancé, Baron began formulating a plan in his mind to split them up. It was horrible of him to do, but this was literally the woman of his dreams – sexual, at that – and he was determined to make all of them become reality.

Things seemed to be going well between Halia and her precious fiancé Baron wanted to rip apart limb by limb. That was until he heard her once again crying. They were the only people in the Performance Center since it was so late at night. He had to give Halia credit, she was a natural in the ring and picked up everything quickly. Racking the bar on the military press, Baron wiped sweat from his bare chest and tossed it over his shoulder, heading over to where Halia currently sat. She held the cell phone he’d seen her on so many times over the past month in her hand and the tears hadn’t stopped. What the hell did the douchebag say to her now?

“What happened?” Baron didn’t bother with pleasantries and sat on the bench beside her, knowing his height could be intimidating.

Halia didn’t know Baron, or anyone else, was still here and watched him sit down beside her, trying to clean her face up with her hands. “Nothing, I’m fine.” She lied, sniffling a bit and began to stand up, but Baron’s large hand wrapping around her wrist stopped her from getting too far. “Baron…”

“You’re lyin’.” He drawled, pulling her back to stand between his long legs and forced watery ocean blues to meet his again. “You can talk to me. I won’t say anythin’ to anyone.” His voice had a slight country intonation to it and remained the same quiet pitch he always spoke in.

For some reason, Halia felt she could trust Baron and didn’t understand it, trying not to react to the warmth flooding her body the moment he touched her. What the hell was that about? “I don’t wanna bore you with my meaningless problems.” She tried again, feeling his hand leave her wrist to hold both of them in his, their eyes remaining locked.

“Can’t keep it bottled up inside, sweetheart.” Baron reached up to swipe a tear from her cheek and popped it in his mouth, the salty taste making him pull her closer. “Beautiful lady like you shouldn’t be cryin’.”

Halia flushed at his compliment, feeling her cheeks burn crimson and didn’t pull away like she should have. “You’re too kind, Baron.”

This was the opportunity Baron had waited for and he had Halia right where he wanted her. He watched her small pink tongue slide out to wet her dry lips, the vulnerability shining in her ocean blues. They were crystal clear just like in his dream. Baron believed in witchcraft and had a dark side to him, so having Halia be the woman from his dreams had to be a message of some kind. What it was, Baron had no idea. He craved to find out though and explore whatever this was between them, pulling her closer until her breasts were practically in his face. There was so much power Baron held in his hands alone and it made Halia breathless, her chest rising and falling a little faster than before. Baron didn’t miss it and knew all he had to do was lean up a little to connect their mouths together.

Alarm bells began ringing in Halia’s slightly clouded mind and somehow she broke out of the trance Baron had her under. “I-It’s getting late and I have to be up early tomorrow. I’ll see you then, Baron. Thank you for calming me down. Good night.”

Dark eyes narrowed watching Halia escape the Performance Center like her backside was on fire. Next time they had a moment alone like that, Baron planned on making his move and rubbed his hands together at the thought. Whether Halia realized it or not, she would end up in his bed soon.

~!~

NXT was on Wednesdays exclusively on the WWE Network and, of course, Kaelyn had a subscription to it. Halia did too. They took turns going to each other’s apartments to watch it since Kaelyn thoroughly enjoyed watching her man perform in the ring. Halia didn’t blame her, laughing at her friend chugging a full bottle of water after Finn won his match.

“Thirsty much?” Halia teased, popping a chocolate in her mouth from the dish on the coffee table.

Kaelyn smirked, sending Finn a dirty text to let him know just how much she enjoyed his match. “Oh you have NO idea, girl. I can’t wait to get to NXT, so I can tear his ass up!”

Halia giggled, shaking her head. “Just don’t tear it up too much because you may want to use some of his parts later.”

“Oh definitely.”

Baron’s match came on the television next and Halia couldn’t pull her eyes away from the screen, hearing them refer to him as the ‘Big Bad Wolf’ and ‘Lone Wolf’. The name fit him perfectly and those black pants he wrestled in looked painted on. Kaelyn did not miss the way Halia watched Baron Corbin in the ring, raising a brow because last she checked the woman was engaged. Granted, Brett was a dick, but she didn’t know Halia nearly long enough to voice her opinion on him or the way he treated his fiancée.

“See something you like, Hali?” Kaelyn had to tease her a little, leaning back against the couch unwrapping a Hershey’s kiss.

Halia snapped her eyes from the television to stare at her friend wide-eyed, immediately turning red in the face. “No.” That was a blatant lie. “I’m just watching the show the same as you. Why?”

“Looks like you were intrigued by Baron Corbin.” Kaelyn pointed out, eyeballing Halia suspiciously. Was she having second thoughts about marrying Brett? She wouldn’t blame Halia if that was the case and choosing Baron over Brett wasn’t a bad choice in men either.

“Been a wrestling fan all my life and he has an intriguing character. Nothing more than that.”

Another lie.

~!~

A few days later found Baron standing outside of Halia’s apartment door. He found it weird how she was engaged, but yet she didn’t live with her fiancé. They were in two separate states from what Finn found out, courtesy of Kaelyn. It was a Saturday and they had the day off. He was dressed in a pair of black skintight jeans and a black t-shirt that had something to do with witchcraft on it. His wardrobe consisted of mostly dark colors, no matter how hot it was in Tampa. Ringing her doorbell before he lost his nerve, Baron waited until Halia answered and smiled down at her, seeing the perplexity full her ocean blues at the sight of him.

“I would’ve called, but ya never gave me your number.”

What was Baron doing here and how did he find out where she lived? Instead of asking those questions, Halia opened the door wider to let him step inside her apartment and closed it behind her. There had to be a reason why he was here and she trusted him, a soft smile spreading across her lips.

“What are you doing here, Baron?” There, she finally asked him something and felt her breath hitch in her throat as those hypnotic dark eyes turned back on her.

“Wanted to talk to you about somethin’.” He replied vaguely and lowered himself to sit on her couch, patting the spot next to him. “Come on, I don’t bite.” Hard, he added in thought, smiling somewhat rapaciously.

“Alright…” That bite comment made a shiver rush down Halia’s spine and she managed to barely suppress it, settling down beside him. “What’s on your mind?”

Not skipping a beat, Baron took her hand in his and laced their fingers together. “Us.”

Quirking a brow at him, Halia immediately snatched her hand away from him and stood up from the couch, fear engulfing her eyes. “W-What are you talking about, Baron? There is no ‘us’.” She tried not to stammer, but this man made her nervous with his size alone and now…what he said made her head spin.

He knew where the fear came from – her engagement to a dickhead who didn’t appreciate what he had in his life. Baron wouldn’t make that mistake after severing it and claiming Halia for his own in every way possible. He was the Big Bad Wolf; it wasn’t just a gimmick in NXT and he’d been on the hunt for almost 2 months when it came to Halia. No more hunting, it was time to capture his prey, devour her and make her see the error of her ways in being with anyone except him. A tenor chuckle resonated around the room from Baron as he stood up from the couch and slowly moved toward Halia. With every step he took, she moved one back and didn’t realize they were slowly making their way down the hallway toward her bedroom.

When her back hit something hard, Halia realized it was the door to her bedroom and refused to open it, swallowing hard at Baron towering over her by a good solid foot. “Baron, please stop.” She pleaded, tears filling her eyes because of how much desire coursed through her body for a man that wasn’t her fiancé. “I-I can’t do this. I-I’m engaged.”

“To a man you don’t even want and who doesn’t appreciate you.” Baron countered, lowering his voice an octave and slid a finger down the side of her face, hating to see the tears swelling in her ocean blues again. He would make all the pain go away, if given half the chance. “You want me, Halia, as much as I want you. It’s undeniable and there’s no point fightin’ it, sweetheart. Just let it happen.” His head dipped until his mouth came in contact with her soft succulent neck since her hair was currently piled up on top of her head. That would have to come down once she gave into him.

“Baron…” Halia whispered, losing all resolve and blinked, a few tears escaping her eyes to slide down her cheeks. “Please…” She wasn’t sure what she was begging for anymore, trembling from head to toe in both fear and longing.

Brushing her tears away with his lips, Baron reached past her to turn the doorknob of her bedroom door and wrapped an arm around her the moment it opened. He didn’t want her toppling inside and hurting herself. Halia shook her head the whole time Baron backed her up to the bed and guided her down on top of it, hovering over her with hunger in his black eyes. All she could do was swallow hard past the lump in her throat and shut her eyes, his lips grazing her pulse point on her neck again. Even through her tears and fear, Baron knew if he didn’t keep on with the seduction, Halia would find a way to stop this from happening. Just one time in bed with him would make her realize how ridiculous she was for marrying someone she wasn’t in love with. Baron didn’t know if he loved her since they barely knew each other, but whatever this intense connection was he had to explore further.

“I-I can’t be unfaithful to Brett…” Halia whimpered pleadingly, sitting up on the bed and leaned back on her elbows when Baron’s mouth came toward her. She pressed her hands against his bare chest, not realizing he removed the t-shirt he had on and the sheer power in his body made her heady. “Please…”

“You’ll enjoy this, I promise, sweetheart.” Baron coaxed against her neck in a low mutter, caressing her sides with his strong massive hands and could feel her fight against him diminishing. “I want you, Halia. Can you look in my eyes and tell me you don’t feel somethin’ between us? Or that you don’t want me to fuck you right here and now? Try it, I dare you.”

His hot breath puffing across her earlobe made Halia let out a breathless moan and her head tilted back, enjoying Baron’s mouth on her neck too much to try pushing him away. It was wrong. She was engaged, but there was a connection to Baron Halia couldn’t explain. All she thought about lately was him, her dreams filled with him instead of Brett. No matter how much she wanted to stop this, Halia couldn’t answer his challenge and felt her elbows give out to plant her back on the bed again.

“Take your hair down.” Baron ordered, watching the clip leave the beautiful fiery red tresses and immediately buried his fingers in it, finally claiming her mouth with his in a hot passionate kiss.

Their hearts pounded furiously as one the second Baron kissed her and Halia instantly responded, opening her mouth when his tongue slid across her lips. Her lips felt so soft and pliant against his, the jeans he had on tightening due to his arousal growing harder with each passing second. Baron knew if he didn’t take it slow with Halia, he would snap her in half. He wasn’t a small man, well-endowed and didn’t plan on a quick screw with her anyway. If he had his way, Baron wouldn’t only fuck this beautiful fiery redhead, but make love to her as well. Wanting to pull away from her mouth to explore the rest of her delectable body, Baron couldn’t bring himself to do it. Their tongues swished together in a wet heated dance and Baron planned on winning it, no matter what he had to do.

Eventually, Baron’s lips left hers to go back to teasing her neck before working his way down the length of her body. He pulled Halia up long enough to dispose of the tank top and bra she had on, tossing both pieces of clothing to the floor. Christ, she had amazing breasts; they were the perfect shape and size. Groaning against her neck, Baron reluctantly slid his tongue and lips down the length of her neck to her collarbones, nipping each of them. The lower he went, the faster her breathing became and Baron enjoyed the affect he was having on her. Cupping one silky soft breast in his hand, Baron teased the other one with his mouth, torturing both nipples between his fingers and flicking tongue. All Halia could do was lay there and let Baron do whatever he wanted to her body, enjoying every second of it. Baron wanted to make Halia feel as much pleasure as he could possibly give, groaning when her fingers buried in his short curly black hair.

Feeling her nipples harden to little pebbles, he finally moved along loving how flushed her body was. It made her even more beautiful, if that was possible. Baron kissed down her stomach, his tongue and lips leaving a trail of fire behind and ventured lower until he arrived at her navel ring. She had her bellybutton pierced; the ring in it was a picture of a maroon star and black moon. Baron took it between his teeth and tongue to gently tug on it, causing another moan to escape her lips. Finally arriving at the waistband of her cotton shorts, Baron flashed a wicked smirk up at Halia and nipped the flesh between her bellybutton and shorts, making her squirm on the bed.

“Tell me to stop.”

“W-What?!” Was he serious? Halia’s mind was in a thick passion haze and she couldn’t think straight, looking down at him kneeled between her thighs on the floor. “Baron…”

“Either tell me to stop or give me permission to continue.” Baron would not be called a rapist for seducing her and wanted this consensual, his dark eyes begging her to tell him to continue. “All you have to do is say yes, Halia. Do you want the Big Bad Wolf to make you cum or not?”

Halia was at his mercy and he was making this twice as hard for her! “Y-Yes, make me cum for you, Baron…” Her voice was shaky as she lifted her hips up until Baron removed her panties and cotton shorts, her strong scent filtering through his nose.

It was intoxicating. “Fuck, you smell delicious…” He hissed and felt his mouth watering at the beautiful clean shaven pussy in front of him. So she went bare; not surprising considering how skimpy her wrestling attire was. “Halia, I have to taste you first, sweetheart…”

Halia was in purgatory, leaning back against the back and closed her eyes, feeling the perspiration already forming all over her body. This wicked man was teasing her as he nipped at her soft flesh and then proceeded to do the same thing to her other thigh, making her writhe against his mouth. Baron slowly and methodically slid his hot tongue up the slit of her lips, groaning at the sweet ambrosia on his taste buds.

“Oh yes!” She cried out when his tongue slowly started to part her wet folds, breathing erratically by now. “Please, I need it so bad…” Halia beseeched, locking eyes with him.

Baron couldn’t let her down after being a good girl and begging him without instructing her to do so. Pulling her body until her backside sat on the edge of the bed, Baron took her legs and draped them over his shoulders. He smirked at the feeling of Halia’s ankles locked around his head, not minding a bit. Gripping her thighs, he didn’t waste another second and plunged his tongue fully into her aching pussy.

“Oh FUCK!” Halia yelled out, not prepared for how amazing Baron’s mouth felt against her dripping sex and felt his huge forearm hold her down firmly on the bed, preventing her from bucking her hips. “Baron!”

The sound of his name coming out of her mouth in a cry of ecstasy sent tremors down his own spine. Baron thrust his tongue slowly in and out of her, feeling Halia’s walls already cling to him for dear life. If he didn’t take this woman soon, Baron would explode in his pants like a little boy and he refused to waste a perfectly good erection simply due to his inability to control himself. His tongue stroked her bundle of nerves, flicking it repeatedly before covering it with his mouth to suck the essence she already produced out of her body. He wanted it all and would have it, urging her to end her torment and spill her hot juices in his mouth.

Halia held back as long as she could, but her climax inevitably rocketed through her body and she shattered against Baron’s greedy mouth, arching her body to the point where her back was nearly off the bed. Baron groaned, drinking every last drop and didn’t let any of it escape, only pulling away when he was sure she had nothing left to offer. He crawled up the length of her sweaty frame, unsnapping his jeans to relieve some of his discomfort. Soon, he wouldn’t feel his throbbing dick because it would be plummeting in and out of Halia’s receptive body. His mouth covered hers in another explosive kiss, Baron allowing Halia to taste herself on his tongue. She moaned softly, pulling Baron closer and only broke the kiss when both needed oxygen in their lungs. Was this really going to happen? Was Halia about to cheat on her fiancé with Baron, a fellow coworker? She could feel his raging erection pressed into her thigh and swallowed hard, fear erupting in her ocean blues. Baron noticed it, stroking her face with his hand and brushed his lips against hers.

“Baron…”

“I won’t hurt you, Halia.” He promised, nipping her bottom lip gently and rolled her nipples once again between his fingers to stimulate her body more, prepping her. “I won’t lie, I’m a big man. But I promise I won’t hurt you.”

Halia believed him, again not understanding why and pulled gently on his facial hair covered chin to bring him closer. “Promise me something else then.” Ocean blues danced between his and she frowned when he nodded. “Nobody finds out about this – about…us.”

He smiled at her hesitation, slipping out of his jeans while she spoke and lifted her leg to hook around his waist. “We’re living in sin together, sweetheart.” With one smooth thrust, Baron bottomed out inside of her and both of them groaned at the contact, Halia stretching to accommodate his size. “And this won’t be the first sin we commit either.”

Melting against him, Halia met Baron for every thrust he produced inside her body, both of them getting lost in each other and the thought of living in sin.

The End.