Bella Competition
by Punisher924
	
"Melina, you're gonna have to choose between us." Nikki Bella says solemnly. 
"One night you wanna be with Brie, the next you wanna be with me. I can't 
keep doing this. It's..." she trails off, an assortment of adjectives - some 
not so nice ones- coming to mind.

"Unfair to both of you," Melina finishes for her. "I know," she admits 
softly. "This is not easy for me either," she adds sullenly, green eyes 
fastened to her shoes in an attempt to look anywhere but at the two women 
currently occupying the room with her.

Melina knows she shouldn't have let this go on for as long as it has. She 
knows the longer she waits to make her decision, the more pain it's going to 
cause the one she doesn't pick. She knows that no matter who she picks, or 
even if she picks neither, someone is obviously going to get hurt. She knows 
all of this, yet, she still can't make a decision. It definitely doesn't help 
that the two women are like complete polar opposites.

There's Brie Bella; impulsive, wild child who Melina feels devoted to. After 
all, she was with Brie first and Brie had forgiven her and stuck by her side, 
even after she had admitted to her first drunken tryst with Nikki. And it's 
not like it's a weary "I just don't want to hurt her because she's been good 
to me" devotion she feels towards her either, in fact, it's quite the 
opposite, more like a "I really don't know what I'd do without her," kind of 
devotion which in all essence should make this decision easy but...

Then there's Nikki; sweet, loyal, tender, all curves and soft skin, Nikki, 
who in retrospect, Melina had first slept with when she was drunk off her ass 
but still, even then, Brie was her friend, and a damn good friend at that. 
There were times when Brie wasn't exactly being best.girlfriend.ever 
material, when she had chose to "hang out" with the boys who flocked to her 
like lambs to the slaughter, and left Melina all by her lonesome during which 
Melina had found herself, cheeks tear-stained, in Nikki's comforting embrace. 
And, quite frankly, had she known before their first drunken escapade that 
Nikki was into chicks, she's not entirely sure she wouldn't have gone for it, 
after all, she had continued to sleep with Nikki after their first time. 
There's just an allure there that she can't quite escape.

"I really don't see what's so hard about it," Brie pipes in, scooting closer 
to Melina on the hotel room bed. "You know I love you," her hands find their 
way to Melina's shoulders. She kneads the soft flesh, surprised at how tense 
her girlfriend really is. "And, I know you love me," she continues. "The best 
decision seems pretty simple babe,"

Nikki Bella rolls her eyes.

"You know I'm getting kind of tired of your self-centeredness Brie,"

"And I'm getting really tired of you period Nikki," Brie Bella retaliates.

"Melina," Nikki begins, scooting in on the bed on the other side of the 
brunette. She takes Melina's hands in hers. "I can't say I'd exactly be 
overjoyed if you..." her eyes dart to her sister. "Pick her over me, but, 
it's your decision to make and I'll respect it and you no matter what. I want 
you to be happy Mel."

"You know we were perfectly happy before you came along Nikki," Brie 
interjects before Nikki can finish.

"Obviously you weren't or we wouldn't be here in the first place," Nikki 
replies. If she recalls correctly, which she is sure she does, it was Melina 
who came onto her the first time, and then the second, and then the third...

"She was drunk Nikki."

"She was drunk the first time, Brie..." Nikki corrects, her tone making it 
clear that there were many times after that.

"And I wouldn't be surprised," Brie continues as if Nikki hadn't even spoken. 
"If you had conspired to get her drunk just so you could have your way with 
her,"

"You know maybe if you weren't off being a little slut all the time, she 
wouldn't have been at a bar drinking. And maybe, had you been fulfilling your 
duties as a girlfriend, she wouldn't have kept coming back to me, now would 
she, sis?"

"Guys," Melina said meekly, trying to cease the argument before it got out of 
control but it was obvious there was no stopping this one. This was the kind 
of argument she had been avoiding over the past couple of weeks and it was 
obvious now that the volcano of unadulterated tension had been un-capped and 
unbridled and was currently erupting right before her eyes.

"There is nothing; absolutely nothing that you can give her that I can't," 
Brie says.

"I think it's safe to say that Melina obviously disagrees," Nikki argues. 
"But I can think of something you can give her that I can't,"

"What's that?"

"An STD."

Melina sighs, shaking her head disapprovingly at the immature turn for the 
worst the argument seemed to have taken. She rubs her temple softly, deciding 
to tune completely out of the argument, at least until it actually comes to 
physical blows, in that event, she's pretty sure that William Regal is 
staying on their floor and he'd be more than gentlemanly enough to help her 
break up a cat-fight.

* * *

Melina looks between the two women beside her, blinking rapidly in confusion. 
She had been doing quite a good job at blocking them out until she heard,
"Well let's ask her."

"Melina, who do you think is better in bed?"

"Ermm," Melina chews on her bottom lip nervously. "Guys, I-"

"Melina!" Brie says, her tone quite outraged as if she can't even fathom that 
the brunette even has to think about the question. "You know I know you Mel," 
she says.

Melina shivers, her body involuntarily reacting as Brie's hand falls to her 
thigh.

"I know your body Melina," Brie continues, her voice dropping an octave to a 
seductive drone. "I know how you like to be touched," her fingers tips trail 
over Melina's crossed legs. "where you liked to be touched," she accentuates 
her words by tracing circles over a particularly sensitive spot right behind 
Melina's knee.

"Ermm," Melina bites her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering shut momentarily. 
She has no idea what it is she had to say, all she knows is, Brie is really, 
really going to have to stop doing that if she wants her to say something.

Brie smirks at her sister to which Nikki only shakes her head. Two can play 
at that game!

Melina nearly jumps out of her skin when she feels the insistent press of a 
palm against the smalls of her back. She swallows hard when that touch 
expands, when Nikki drags her knuckles up the column of her vertebrae, 
caressing each gentle rise of her spine. Goddamn backless dresses!

"You remember that time when I made love to you in that Jacuzzi in that hotel 
in Miami?" Nikki asked, her fingertips caressing the nape of Melina's neck.

Melina made a sound deep in her throat that could have been a yes, most 
likely was a yes, because Nikki really didn't see how Melina could have 
forgotten it.

"Remember how many times I made you cum?"

Melina nods. That was something that couldn't be easily forgotten. She had 
been so exhausted afterward that Nikki had to practically carry her to bed.

Her eyes flutter shut again, her body reacting to the adamant touches much 
faster than her mind.

"Guys," she finally says when the situation finally sinks in, and by sinks 
it, it actually takes the soft brush of fingers against her underwear clad 
center for what is going on to actually register. "Guys, I-,"

She is cut off by a soft press of lips against her - not exactly a bad way to 
be cut off - she internally muses.

She's not exactly sure this is particularly the right way to settle their 
little dispute though because really, after a few minutes, everything starts 
to blur and blend into one. Her eyes close, her head tips back, and she falls 
back against the mattress. She has a hazy awareness of who's doing what, but 
with Brie's lips pressed against hers - no wait, they're Nikki's lips now, 
she's not sure when that happened - and lips - those are Nikki's, she can 
taste the strawberry lipstick that only Nikki wears- trailing down her neck, 
as well as two sets of hands, Nikki's - she thinks... she's pretty sure- 
kneading the flesh of her thighs, and Brie's -yep, definitely Brie's- cupping 
the gentle swell of her breasts through the thin material of her dress, she 
kind of feels like she's being touched everywhere at once.

Her body literally feels aflame under a whirlwind of lips and teeth and 
tongues and hands, and she briefly wonders if it's possible to drown and burn 
at the same time because this is definitely what it feels like.

She's briefly aware of when her dress is being pulled off, but not at all 
aware of who's taking it off, maybe it's Nikki, or it could be Brie, or maybe 
it's both of them - yeah, what a time for them to finally decide to work 
together- but it really doesn't matter, because it's off now and lips are 
wrapping around nipples, yes, both of them, one on each side, and she's 
really helpless to do anything but fist her hands in the crisp white hotel 
room sheets and moan out in pleasure.

She really feels like she's coming out of her skin by the time she feels her 
underwear being dragged down her legs and she's pretty sure that's she's died 
- burnt, drowned, whatever - and gone to heaven, by the time two fingers 
enter her, knuckle deep. She's so wet that the intrusion doesn't even push 
that boundary of pleasure and pain. It's all pleasure, from the way the 
fingers curl inside her and caress just so to the way gentle palms graze her 
hips as they travel lower. It only gets better from there though, because 
there are lips -Nikki's which means it's Brie's fingers curling inside of 
her- traveling down her abdomen.

"Oh God!" Melina breathes out, biting down on the fleshiest part of her hand 
to stop herself from screaming.

Brie's tapered fingers are thrusting inside of her, twisting, curling, 
withdrawing and reentering in perfect agreement with Nikki's tongue as she 
traces small circles over the swollen flesh of her clit.

Her thighs are trembling and her thrusting wildly into the fervent touches. 
She's nearing her climax. She can almost feel it and suddenly it occurs to 
her, as an abrupt warmth spreads down her sides and un-furls in the pits of 
her stomach, that she really had no answer for them about who was better in 
bed because really as clich‚ as it sounded, they were just skilled at 
different things and this- this combining of said skills- really only served 
to reaffirm what Melina already knew, she just couldn't choose.

The End