*I am not affiliated with World Wrestling Entertainment. While real WWE ring names are used in this series, a different name is used for the fed, because a different roster exists in it. I also did not know there was an independent federation called BCW when I began this series, so I am obviously unaffiliated with them as well. This story, and series is fiction.*
Billie Kay and Peyton Royce were not the only same-sex couple at the BCW Developmental Hub. There was another. Another two women. But with a few major differences- While Billie and Peyton had already been involved in a loving relationship before they both got signed to BCW, the second pair, was one who didn't become exclusive until months after they first met at the Hub...
Normally, a couple will date for an amount of time before moving in together and living with each other. Contrary to normalcy, Tegan Nox and Dakota Kai were a roommates-become friends- become lovers- become exclusive lovers situation.
Tegan Nox, from Wales, and Dakota Kai, from New Zealand, had known of each other before finally meeting in person in Atlanta. Tegan and Dakota had gotten along great, almost since the jump when they both moved into their apartment. They were both easy-going, and had common interests outside of wrestling.
Like many of BCW's most popular Women's Superstars, neither woman had the look or body type of women from years and decades past, who came from modeling and fitness backgrounds. They were signed for their wrestling prowess, not magazine-cover good looks. Which isn't to say they weren't gorgeous. Tegan and Dakota were both naturally very pretty anyway, both possessing cute faces, with Tegan's bright blue eyes, and Dakota's brown eyes that made her look cold at first glance, but that one could get lost in on second glance.
Prior to getting signed, Dakota and Tegan had their own versions of same-sex 'awakenings,' were both bisexual, but weren't fully embracing that part of them yet. Despite sharing close quarters, Dakota had never... 'noticed' Tegan, in that way... not until at least a month into their training.
It was still within the first six weeks. A bunch of trainees were in the weight room of the DH, like any other day. Dakota was sitting on the quad press machine, and Tegan was doing some jump rope cardio exercises. Tegan was standing with her back to Dakota. One good thing about the Developmental Hub having its own gym is that you wouldn't encounter the same potential creeps you would at a public gym, though that didn't make anyone immune to being 'checked out.'
With the jump rope circling Tegan's body, Dakota accidentally found herself gazing at her roommates' butt, inside a pair of black sweatpants with a small Welsh flag stitched into the side. Dakota wondered how she didn't notice the whole time, her roommate's backside was round enough, and sticking out in her tight pants to get anyone attracted to the female gender/ femmes' attention. Her eyes lingered admittedly too long. She snapped back to, and went back to her leg press, very thankful that Tegan didn't turn around, and hoping that no one else could see how long her eyes locked in on one thing.
That was the day Dakota realized she was attracted to her new roommate. She shook it off, thinking it was a spur of the moment thing. But, within the next few days, that attraction would actually increase, noticing other features of Tegan, both physical and other, that she was taking a liking to. At the same time, she'd make conscious efforts to avoid looking at any part of Tegan that wasn't her eyes when they were talking.
After a couple of months, they were becoming good friends. Good platonic friends. As Dakota's feelings were taking over her more and more, she was careful enough that Tegan didn't suspect a thing. Until one night, Tegan and Dakota had both gone out with a few other women in developmental. When they came back......
Whatever Dakota drank that night provided her with, as they say, liquid courage, an alcoholic truth serum. Her alcohol-fueled brain felt the need to say something. She told Tegan the truth.
To Dakota's surprise, to say that Tegan took that information with... appreciation would be an understatement... A huge understatement...
...Alcohol helped Dakota take the action of admitting the truth, and alcohol got Tegan to act on the words Dakota had spoken to her, and the essence, and smell of said alcoholic beverages, would be passed between the two that night...
Following that one drunken night, was one sober night a few nights later, together. Then it started to be a few nights a week. Dakota and Tegan would go down on the other, finger the other, and fall asleep in the same bed. Then they'd get up to go train, and almost never talk about it. It was strange- they could talk about anything and everything with each other, except for the fact that they've begun a sexual relationship with each other. They both had needs the other could satisfy, and that was it...
One day, Dakota, the older of the two by six years, started to hint that if they were going to continue to have sex, they should spend time with each other outside the ring, and their apartment. What they had couldn't be just "it." So, Dakota and Tegan went on a few traditional dates, and yes, they laughed at how "backwards" the whole deal was. After a couple of weeks, they had a couple of deeper conversations about what "this" was. It had certainly been a while since either of them spent the night at someone's home other than theirs.
So they finally had the talk that all couples have to have. They finally called each other their girlfriends, and were still very much in love. Once they started, they were able to keep it a secret. When they overlapped with The IIconic Duo, sure, Dakota and Tegan might have noticed how close Billie and Peyton were, but they didn't sense a thing until after their own relationship moved a bit forward. A lot of trainees down at the Hub, however, never suspected a thing for either couple.
They were more than just friends now. When they both went home for the holidays, they wished they could've brought the other home, but they had already made travel arrangements months in advance, and just hoped that one day they'd be called up to the main roster, and be on a show in the United Kingdom and New Zealand and introduce each other to their families then.
They were away from each other for the first time since becoming official about two months earlier. It was their first time missing each other, but it gave them a chance to have (very quiet) Facetime sex for the first time. They watched each other jill themselves off thinking it was the other's hands in between them, trying really hard not to be heard by any of their relatives in their respective homes. It was especially hard for Dakota to get away, as it was the morning for her, 13 hours ahead of Wales.
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Tegan flew home on December 29th. She was jetlagged, and was looking forward to relaxing in her apartment with Dakota. She opened the front door of their place, and rolled her bag inside.
She stepped inside, and thought she heard a crash or something, it was feint, so it could have been the radiator, or someone moving something next door or in the room above them, and initially dismissed it.
Then she started walking towards her room to unpack, that's when she heard a different noise.. A noise coming from Dakota's room. She let go of her bag, turned around and walked towards Dakota's door...
She was about ten feet away when she heard it again, a deep, long moan, from someone she'd heard moan a lot these past few months. "Uhhhhhhhhh." It was definitely Dakota's voice, but something didn't seem right.
Tegan knew what Dakota's sounds of pleasure where when she would finger, lick, or toy her girlfriend's pussy. These sounds were deeper, more aggressive, and loud enough to be heard through a closed door. She started to panic. Her heart started to race even faster than it would before a big match. She got to the door, she almost didn't want to open it, fearing what she'd see.
As she put her hand on the doorknob she could hear Dakota moan again, "UhhhHhh! Uhhhhh!" and could hear that thumping sound again in between. She turned the knob as quietly as she could, her hand shaking because she was getting so panicky. Once she opened the door and let go of the knob, she kicked it open, to loudly announce her presence......
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...When the door swung open, Dakota looked towards it, her face was in shock. Tegan couldn't see much of Dakota's naked body besides her face- because she was pressed up against the wall, six inches off the floor, by Raquel Gonzalez, the six-foot tall Mexican-American woman in their training class.
Raquel's right forearm was pressed against Dakota's upper back, pinning her to the wall, and spreading Dakota's left asscheek with her left hand.
Tegan stood there for a moment, stunned, speechless. Dakota and Raquel were frozen as well. Finally, after a few seconds that felt like minutes, Raquel slowly lowered Dakota down to the floor. As she did, Tegan could see Raquel extract the thickest, fattest dildo Tegan could imagine from Dakota's ass. The toy was truly a monstrosity compared to any they had used on each other.
As she watched the tip of the dildo, attached to Raquel via harness, exit Dakota's asshole, Tegan's legs were still frozen, but she brought her arms to cover her agape mouth with both of her hands. Once Dakota's feet were back on the ground, no other sound was made. Raquel backed away from Dakota, but Dakota was still too paralyzed to approach Tegan. It was so quiet, so dead silent in the room, it felt like time had stood still.
Tegan turned around, but turning her back wouldn't make her unsee what she saw. She turned back around. The hands covering her shocked mouth needed to move up to her eyes, half to try to block this sight out, and half because she was no longer going to be able to hold in the tears she could feel about to rain out of them.
She darted away, out of the room, towards a couch in their living room, and found herself bawling as soon as she sat down on it.
Raquel sat down on Dakota's bed, with a look of guilt on her face even more than Dakota's. They could hear Tegan crying from the other room. Dakota's face was more of a mixture of sadness and guilt. Still stunned, she managed to put a bra and pair of underwear back on, but hesitated to go back out, because she didn't know what she was gonna say.
