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Paring: Alexa Bliss and Apollo Crews

Time Period: The Last Smackdown Before Wrestlemania 33



Personality
by CudderN9neSonicDaHamiltonB.o.B

Smackdown Live, March 28th, 2017

Apollo and Mojo stood near the catering table.

"Dude, stop being a pussy. Just talk to her." Mojo laughed.

"It's not that simple."

"What's not that simple?" an Irish voice said from behind them.

The guys turned around to see Becky Lynch, standing there with Naomi, who had just made her return from injury, announcing her participation in the Smackdown Women's Championship at Wrestlemania.

"Apollo's got a crush on-"

"Dude, shut the hell up." Apollo said, as Mojo laughed.

"This ain't high school Apollo, if you like someone you should just tell them." Naomi said, with a chuckle.

Before Apollo could respond, he heard the voice that was quite possibly his favorite in the locker room.

"What is this, a flash mob? Move!" Alexa said, impatiently, her Smackdown Women's Championship draping over her shoulder.

Naomi and Becky rolled their eyes, stepping to the side, as Mojo and Apollo did the same.

Mojo saw this as the perfect opportunity to tell her.

"Actually, we were all talking about Apo-"

"Don't care." Alexa said, grabbing a muffin from the table and walking away.

"I can't wait to snatch that bitch bald at Mania and take my title back." Naomi said.

"Yeah, too bad I'm gonna do it first." Becky laughed.

Naomi rolled her eyes as they each grabbed something from the table and turned to leave.

"Good luck with your crush!" Becky called out as they left.

"Now Becky and Naomi know!" Apollo said angrily.

"It's fine, it's not like they know it's on Alexa."

"Say it out loud to the world, why don't you?"

"Well bro, I gotta go, that 10-man tag match is coming up, ya know?"

"Must be nice being on the show."

"Bro, you're the future... like the distant future... like 25, 30 years from now." Mojo said, with a smile.

Apollo punched him in the arm as Mojo laughed and left for his match. As Mojo disappeared in the distance, Kalisto approached him.

"Hey, I just saw Alexa, she's kinda freaking out about the match at Mania."

"So?"

"That's when you approach her, calm her down, help her take her mind off of things, if you catch my drift." Kalisto said, winking and elbowing Apollo.

"That would require her knowing I exist for one, secondly, her actually being interested in my existence, and third, us being alone."

"Oh and 4th, you to talk to her for once."

"You miss 100% of the shots you don't take, Crews." Apollo heard a slightly familiar voice say.

He turned around to see Rich Swann, standing with Akira Tozawa.

"Rich what are you even talking about?"

"You want Alexa right?"

"Tozawa, you told him!?"

Akira shrugged.

"I was talking to Ryder about it the other day, he thinks you should-"

"The whole locker room is gonna know by Mania." Apollo said, cutting Kalisto off.

"Dude, who would care about you wanting Alexa besides you and Alexa?" Rich shrugged.

"Well just stop telling people!" Apollo exclaimed, leaving.

The three crusierweights stood in awkward silence, until Kalisto broke it.

"I know what to do. It works in movies all the time. I'll tell Carmella, Carmella will tell Alexa, then Apollo will know if Alexa likes him or not." Kalisto said, proud of his 'master plan'.

"Doesn't that always turn out bad?" Rich asked.

"Bad idea." Akira agreed.

"...look, I'm just trying to get the man laid. He doesn't have the balls to do it himself, so it's me or nothing. That's what friends are for."

Rich and Akira nodded in agreement.

Carmella and James Ellsworth walked towards the exit of the arena, to see Kalisto standing there.

"Hey, Carmella."

"Why are you talking to my woman?" Ellsworth asked.

"So anyway, I was wondering if you can pass on a message to Alexa?" Kalisto asked, completely ignoring Ellsworth.

"I'm not an answering machine."

"Look, can you please just tell her that Apollo really really likes her? Cause he won't do it himself."

Carmella sighed.

"Fine, I'll mention it and get back to you."

"Thank you."

"Hey, and tell him if he's going after blondes know, he better keep his eyes off Carmella." Ellsworth said, putting his arm around her.

Kalisto ignored him again, leaving.

Wrestlemania 33, April 2nd, 2017

Mojo and Apollo were walking towards the gorilla position, in preparation for the Andre The Giant Battle Royal.

"I don't care if your boy Gronk is out there, you're delusional if you think you're stopping me from winning this battle royal." Apollo said.

Before Mojo could respond, Carmella came over, pulling Apollo to the side.

"Carmella? What's up?" Apollo asked, confused. He had never really had a conversation with Carmella either.

"So I told Alexa that you really like her and-"

"Wait what!? You told Alexa!? I didn't even tell YOU!"

"...I thought you told Kalisto to tell me to tell Alexa that-"

"Kalisto!? I'm gonna kill that little... wait... so you told her?"

"Yeah." Carmella said, realizing the awkwardness of the situation.

"...what'd she say?"

"Well... I'm gonna keep it a hundred with you, she said you're kinda cute, but you're irrelevant, you're a loser, and you have the personality of a slice of wheat bread."

"In that order?"

"Actually, her exact quote was 'hahahaha, that loser is irrelevant, and he has the personality of a slice of wheat bread. He's kinda cute though.' so I guess that's not a complete rejection." Carmella shrugged.

"...Alexa thinks I'm cute?" Apollo smiled.

Carmella laughed and rolled her eyes.

"Andre The Giant Battle Royal, you guys are on!" a talent agent yelled.

Apollo joined the shuffle of lower card superstars, walking towards the entrance ramp.

"I gotta think of some cool shit to say after I win tonight." Apollo said, thinking out loud.

"Huh?" Jason Jordan asked, as everyone else talked amongst themselves.

"See, if I win tonight, then give an awesome interview afterwards, Alexa will see I DO have a personality."

"What are you talking about?"

Apollo just smiled, as the roar of the crowd got too loud for them to hear each other.

After the match, Apollo stood next to Kalisto, watching Mojo Rawley's victory interview on a television screen.

"Hey man, at least Mojo won." Apollo shrugged.

"How'd the Alexa thing go?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot, I'm supposed to kill you."

Kalisto laughed.

"Kill me? I did you a favor!"

Just then, Natalya approached them.

"Hey, just so you know, when I win the Smackdown Women's Championship tonight, Alexa's gonna need a shoulder to cry on." Natalya said, with a smirk, walking away.

"Dude, does EVERYONE know now!?" Apollo asked.

"She's got a point though, if Alexa loses, that's when you swoop in and cheer her up, if you know what I'm sayi-"

"YES! I know what you're saying! I understand sex jokes, I'm a grown ass man!"

"Okay, calm down, just making sure. Good luck."

Apollo sighed, realizing Kalisto and Natalya were right.

"AND THE NEEEEEW SMACKDOWN WOMEN'S CHAMPION, NAOMI!"

Apollo stood at the gorilla position, with Jimmy Uso.

"She did it! My baby did it!" Jimmy exclaimed.

"Congrats, man." Apollo said.

"Who are you?"

"...Apollo Crews."

"Oh, yeah, right. Forgot."

Apollo simply nodded. He had too much on his mind to deal with trash talk.

They watched as Natalya and Carmella disappointedly limped back through the curtain, with Ellsworth close behind.

Next person to come through the curtain was Becky Lynch, who made brief eye contact with Apollo. She smirked, as she realized why he was there, and continued walking to the back.

Then, Alexa came through.

"Hey, I-" Apollo began.

"Do you really think this is a good time!?" Alexa asked, angrily, walking past Apollo and Jimmy.

"Aye! Aye you mad or nah!? I think she mad!" Jimmy teased.

Alexa flipped him off, continuing to walk to the back.

Apollo stared her up and down, as she left.

He simply put his head down and walked away as Naomi came through the curtain. The sounds of Naomi a celebrating echoing down the hall as he passed Roman Reigns, who was getting ready for the main event.

Smackdown Live, April, 4th, 2017

"Dude, there's gonna be a Superstar Shake-Up next week, I might finally get to be on 205 Live, bro!" Kalisto said excitedly.

"...yeah." Apollo said.

"Dude, you've been moping around since they announced it, what's wrong?"

"What if I go to Raw? Or what if Alexa goes to Raw? I'll never have a shot!"

"Well, if Alexa wins this match, they can't send her to Raw, cause she'll be Smackdown Women's Champion." Kalisto shrugged, pointing at the television.

"1... 2... 3... Your winner, and STILL, the Smackdown Women's Champion, Naomi!"

"...yeah tonight might be your last chance." Kalisto said.

Kalisto left.

A few minutes later, Alexa came walking down the hallway.

"Hey, Alexa."

Alexa ignored him, walking past him.

"I said, hey, Alexa." Apollo said louder.

"Hi." She said, still walking away. He started to follow her.

Alexa opened the door to her locker room and walked inside. She tried to slam it shut, but Apollo was holding the door.

"What do you want!?"

"I wanted to talk to you."

"About what!? Your crush!? I get it, you like me, a lot of people do, I'm hot! Go jack off to my Instagram or something, bye!"

"You said I was cute."

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"It's easy to be cute when all you do is smile." She shrugged.

Apollo chuckled, with a smile, entering and closing the door behind them.

"I'm not this boring guy that you think I am."

"Prove it."

"...what?"

"You want a shot with me, prove you're not boring and generic. Excite me. Right now." Alexa said, crossing her arms.

Apollo stood frozen, unsure what to do, watching his last chance slowly slip away from him.

Alexa raised her eyebrows, impatiently.

"Uh... like?..." Apollo said, confused.

"That's what I thought." Alexa said, grabbing her bag and leaving the room.

Apollo stood, watching Alexa's ass bounce around as she walked down the hall to exit the arena.

RAW, April 10th, 2017

Apollo was given the call on Wednesday that he had been moved to RAW, and was invited to come to the arena early, for a meeting between Raw General Manager Kurt Angle, and the new RAW superstars.

Apollo entered the arena, noticing Kalisto.

"Apollo!" Kalisto exclaimed.

They high-fived.

"Guess we're team red now." Apollo shrugged with a smile.

He immediately heard his favorite voice in the locker room.

"'Guess we're team red now', you're so boring."

Apollo turned around to see Alexa Bliss smiling, and walking past him.

He stood, frozen with shock and excitement, until he realized he had to respond.

"Hey. You really think I'm boring?" Apollo called out.

Alexa turned around.

"I gave you a chance to prove you're not." she shrugged.

"Meet me at your new locker room after the meeting, then."

"Can't wait." Alexa said, sarcastically.

Bray Wyatt, Mickie James, Maryse, The Miz, Heath Slater, Rhyno, Dean Ambrose, Kalisto, Apollo Crews, and Alexa Bliss all stood in Kurt Angle's office.

Apollo and Alexa were both standing on the far right of the group, while Kurt stood in the front of the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Monday Night Raw. I've selected each of you for a reason. The new direction we're going in-"

Alexa flinched, and her eyes got huge, as she felt Apollo's hand grab her ass.

No one else seemed to notice, so she didn't say anything, trying to pretend to be paying attention to Kurt like everyone else.

"You guys embody the new era of Raw. Bray Wyatt, the face of fear, one of the most unique superstars in WWE today, and Dean Ambrose, bringing back the illustrious Intercontinental Championship to Raw, where it belongs."

Alexa tensed up, feeling Apollo's hand, which was now inside of her underwear, touching the skin on her ass.

"Oh my god is he really fucking doing this right now?" Alexa thought, as she continued to nod and smile at Kurt.

"Alexa, and Mickie, two of the brightest stars of the Smackdown women's division, you guys will mix in great with the likes of Sasha Banks, Bayley, and-"

"What about me, Kurt!? Your smartest decision so far as Raw General Manager!?" The Miz asked.

Alexa gasped, as she felt Apollo's middle finger run down her ass crack, over her asshole, and onto the entrance of her vagina.

"Will you shut up?" Dean asked.

Alexa bit her lip as Apollo slowly started to insert his finger into her.

"My husband is the most must-see superstar in the WWE!" Maryse exclaimed.

"Yeah, must-see a barber."

Everyone laughed at Dean's joke, except Miz and Maryse, who didn't find it funny, and Alexa, who was trying to pretend nothing was going on.

"Dean, Miz, relax, both of you guys will have plenty of opportunities to prove yourselves and your worth." Kurt assured them.

Apollo then moved his finger, brushing it back and forth on top of Alexa's clit, beginning to make her knees weak. Then, without warning, he stopped and pulled his hand out of her underwear.

Alexa wanted to turn to her side and beg Apollo to continue, but she just balled her fist and kept her attention on Kurt.

After the meeting, Apollo put his bag and attire for that night's show into his locker room. He wasn't booked on the show, but talent agents told him to "always have his gear just incase". After that, he went to Alexa's locker room and knocked on the door.

"Get in here."

Apollo slowly opened the door to see Alexa, completely naked, in a chair, masturbating.

"Take me." She demanded.

"What?"

"Fucking take me!"

Apollo chuckled a bit, closing the door.

"I thought I was boring?"

"Don't play hard to get when I see that fucking cucumber bulging out of your shorts, fucking take me!"

Apollo smiled again.

"Does that mouth do anything else besides that goofy fucking smile!?" Alexa asked, angrily and impatiently.

Apollo hesitated for a moment, before lifting Alexa into the air and draping her legs over his shoulders.

"OH MY GOD!" Alexa exclaimed, her head nearly touching the ceiling as Apollo plunged his tongue deeper and deeper into her.

"EAT ME LIKE I'M YOUR LAST MEAL, FUCK!" Alexa screamed, bucking her hips, putting her left hand on the ceiling to steady herself.

"HIGHER!" She demanded, digging the nails on her right hand deep into his scalp.

Apollo obliged, wrapping his tongue around her clitoris.

"FUCK! I'M ABOUT TO CUM ALREADY!"

Apollo flipped her upside down, before sitting her on the ground.

"Suck my dick."

Alexa gave Apollo her best puppy dog eyes.

"Please let me finish first?"

"You'll finish when I want you to, suck my dick."

Alexa got up onto her knees and immediately pulled down Apollo's shorts and boxers and wrapped her lips around the head, stroking his 9 inches with both hands.

Apollo groaned, grabbing a handful of her blonde hair.

Alexa smiled, with his dick still in her mouth, enjoying the tables being turned. She pulled it out for a moment.

"I bet you love my little pink lips all over your big black cock." Alexa teased, licking it up and down before putting it back in her mouth and starting to deepthroat it a little bit.

"I do!" Apollo said, moaning a bit.

"Well too bad, you've had enough." Alexa said, standing up.

"Alexa, please!"

"Nope, I want to cum now."

"Alexa, I was so close, please let me cum in your mouth, babe."

"First of all, we're not a thing, don't call me babe. Second of all, cum in my mouth!? You!? Ew. Never. Third-"

Apollo picked Alexa up mid-sentence, inserting himself into her.

Her jaw dropped as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Be careful! Be careful!"

"Why?" Apollo smiled, knowing her answer.

"It's... it's a little bigger than what I'm used to." Alexa mumbled.

"Can't hear you."

Apollo inserted himself halfway in as Alexa involuntarily screamed.

"The biggest I've ever had is 5 inches can you PLEASE be careful with that thing!?"

"Nah, I wanna get in your guts." Apollo smiled, going even deeper.

Alexa gasped in a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Oh-Okay, but... slowly?"

"As slow as you want me to."

Apollo began sucking on Alexa's neck, slowly pushing himself deeper into her.

"Fuck, Apollo." She moaned, sweetly and softly.

"You like that?"

"Yeah, you can go a little deeper if you want."

Apollo went balls deep into Alexa, causing her legs to begin shaking.

Much to his surprise, Alexa began kissing him.

Their tounges collided as Apollo picked up his pace, violently slamming in and out of Alexa.

Her groans and moans continued as Apollo kept up his punishing pace.

"Alexa I can't last much longer."

"Don't stop!"

"But I'm gonna-"

"I DON'T CARE, IF YOU PULL OUT I'M GONNA KILL YOU! FUCK ME!"

Apollo continued, beginning to groan as he got closer and closer.

"I... I love you." Apollo moaned.

"I love your dick!" Alexa moaned back.

"Close enough." Apollo shrugged, picking up his pace.

"OH SHIT! FUCK! PUNISH ME!"

"I'm cumming, babe." He moaned in her ear.

"YOU BETTER NOT STOP!" Alexa screamed, feeling Apollo continue to empty himself into her.

"Never." He said, breathlessly, going even faster.

"I'm so close! I'm so close!"

Alexa's mouth made ah O-Formation as she locked eyes with Apollo.

"Oh my god." She mouthed, beginning her orgasm.

Soon Alexa's screams and moans filled the room as Apollo allowed her to ride out her orgasm, before sitting her back in her chair.

"You tell anyone and you're dead." Alexa said, out of breath.

"Okay."

"Now get out of here, I have a Raw debut to prepare for."

"Am I still boring?"

"You're pretty entertaining when you're almost 10 inches deep in me." Alexa shrugged.

Apollo smiled again.

"I'll tell when I need you again, now go." Alexa said, beginning to get dressed.

Apollo nodded and left the locker room. He walked down the hall, where he was approached by Titus O'Neil.

"Hey Apollo! Welcome to Raw! Looking for any management!?"

"...nah, not at the moment."

Titus smiled, walking away.

"You'll come around!"


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