Title: Living For Each Other

Characters: Lita, Hunter, Edge, Trish, Victoria, Batista, Cena, Randy, more later on.

Parings: Lita/Hunter; Trish/Cena; Victoria/Batista; Randy/Stacy; Edge/Torrie

Rating: Strong R for strong sexual content and strong language

Disclaimer: Don't own them. They own themselves. Can't sue me. You know the deal.

Setting: Back in 2002.

Spoilers: Hunter did come back from his injury. Lita never hurt her neck during the filming of Dark Angel. Victoria, Randy, Cena and Batista debuted earlier that year. Trish never lost the Women's championship to Jazz. Edge was popular.

Summary: He's the Game. She's the Xtreme diva. They love each other. They live for each other. What happens when their friends find out about their secret romance?

Author's note: I know, I know, I know. My Hunter/Lita muses have been running high and I have yet another idea I need to put down. BTW, this may be a long three shot. I'm not sure right now. But I'm almost done with some of my other stories.

So enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!


January 7, 2002..


As soon as he got behind the curtains, he searched for the one person who mattered to him more than any world title he held in his entire career. He couldn't wait to take her in his arms and kiss her over and over again and he couldn't wait to throw her down on the floor and make mad, passionate love to her. Being away from her for the last eight months drove him crazy with desire and need; not to mention, she couldn't come and see him because her schedule overpowered her.

Well, all of that changed just a few minutes ago. When he stepped through the curtains and heard the roaring response of the crowd, he knew he came back at the right place and at the right time. And when he got back through the curtains, he broke down and cried like a baby.

"Congratulations on your comeback, man," a deep male voice called to him.

Hunter Hearst Helmsley, better known to the wrestling world as Triple H, turned around and came face to face with the owner of the company, and his father-in-law, Vince McMahon.

"Thanks, man. I really appreciate it. I'm just so glad to be back where I belong," Hunter replied, smiling.

"Listen, why don't I take you out to dinner? You know, to celebrate your triumph return?" Vince suggested.

"Thanks for the offer, but I already have plans tonight. A certain lady is waiting for me," Hunter declared before he took off.

"Oh, really? I'm so happy you and Stephanie are finally gonna have a baby!" Vince yelled.

Hunter cringed when he heard that name. Sure, he does love her to a certain extent but his heart, his soul and his body belonged to her. Soon as she came into his life, all thought about starting a family with Stephanie left him.

"Yeah, I'm gonna start a family with Stephanie! Wish us luck!" Hunter called back before he made his way around the corner. As soon as he heard Vince's footsteps, he sighed deeply and ran his fingers though his sandy blond hair. Having to lie to the owner of the company proved to be exhausting, but he had to keep living that way. And, not to mention, the woman in his life had to keep her so-called boyfriend at bay so he won't get suspicious; especially since their so-called relationship was crumbling; publically and privately.

It didn't matter, though. He loves her and she loves him. Nothing was gonna change that.


Women's locker room...

"Did you see what happened? Angle got his ass handed to him on a silver platter!" Trish Stratus exclaimed with a laugh while she was packing her bags.

"I know. It so was great. The crowd was totally into it. I'm so happy to see him come back like this. I hope it continues to be that way when the Royal Rumble comes around. He deserves to win," she said with a smile on her face. But she was too busy changing her blue halter top and black cargo pants into a long black, sleeveless dress with the slit up the front.

"And where are you going dressed like that? Going on a date?" Trish asked as she stopped packing, eyeing her best friend up and down.

"You can say that, girl. We're going to this nice Italian restaurant in the city. It's been a while since I had seen him," she revealed.

"Oh. Well, okay. You go and have fun now. And, Ames?" Trish asked as she headed for the door.

"Yeah?" Amy Christine Dumas a.k.a. Lita said.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Trish said before she left, laughing.

Amy laughed before she turned back and finished getting ready for her date. The truth is, she couldn't tell her best friend that the man she's dating was not the man she's about to break up with. That is, if she didn't break up with him already. It was true; her relationship with Matt Hardy was pretty much dead. Ever since the invasion storyline came to an end at Survivor Series two months agohe changed drastically. He became controlling and obsessive; always wanting to be where she was and always calling on the phone just so he could check up on her. It even got to the point where she would be on her way toward the stage and he would be right there, beating her to the punch.

This was not cool.

But, she couldn't think about that now. Someone was waiting on her.

"Knock, knock," a deep male voice said when he stepped inside.

She turned around and stood face to face with the man she loves the most. Squealing with delight, she leaped in his arms and planted a searing kiss on his lips. He twirled her around for a moment before he sat her down; kissing her fiercely.

"I missed you," she said after they pulled apart.

"I missed you, too. Eight months being away from you nearly killed me, baby. Well, I'm so glad I have you in my arms again. And, you're wearing my favorite dress, you sexy vixen," he said. Then, he took her hand into his and twirled her around.

"Well, I had to look good for my man." she giggled.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and planted a searing kiss on her forehead. She laid her head against his shoulder and sighed deeply, feeling contented with him.

"You look beautiful, baby," Hunter whispered in her ear.

Amy blushed. He'd always say the right things to make her blush.

"Thank you," she whispered back.

"Instead of going to the restaurant, I thought we should have dinner back at the hotel. I called room service before I got here earlier today," he suggested, grinning from ear to ear.

"You just want to get me alone, you beast!" she exclaimed, laughing.

He narrowed his eyes at her seductively. "Can you blame me? Like I said before, being away from you for the last eight months nearly killed me. I must warn you, though. When we do get to my hotel, don't expect to get any sleep tonight."

"I'm so looking forward to it. I love you," she said, grinning.

He smiled. "I love you, too, baby."

Without a second to lose, he picked her up in his arms and carried her out of her locker room. She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head against his shoulder. When they got to his hummer, he opened the door and put her right inside.

"You're such a gentleman," Amy said, laughing.

"Why, thank you, baby," Hunter said as he went to the driver's side and climbed in. Before he turned on the ignition, he leaned over and planted a quick, but searing kiss on her lips, causing her to giggle. When he pulled away from the parking lot, a few people came out hiding from the bushes and shook their heads in disbelief.


20 minutes later...

Hunter's hotel room...

"You did all of this for me?" Amy asked in disbelief as she looked around the room and took in the scented candles, red rose petals, soft music playing on the stereo and table set with fine dinnerware.

Hunter smiled as he led her over to the table, then he pulled out a chair for her to sit in. He leaned down and planted a searing kiss on her lips before he took his seat across from her and took her hand into his.

"This is all for you, baby girl. This is my way of showing you how much I love you and how much I missed you," he said with a grin.

"I missed you, too. But, you didn't have to do this for me. A simple 'welcome back' sex would do me just fine." she giggled.

"Oh, really? Well, excuse me for being romantic. I just didn't want anything to go wrong when we got back together, that's all," he said, smiling.

"I know. Thank you for doing this for me. That was so sweet of you."

After dinner, Hunter and Amy were dancing to the soft sounds playing on the stereo. She laid her head against his chest and sighed deeply, feeling content. She was so happy being in his arms again.

"I love you," she said softly.

"I love you, too," he replied before he leaned down and kissed her, first lightly, then more passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck and responded to him, slipping her tongue in his mouth. He lifted her arms over his head and made her keep them up over her head as he leaned down in front of her and grabbed the hem of her dress. Slowly, he lifted her dress up, kissing her skin, making her tingle with delight. He lifted the fabric completely away from her heated body, leaving her in her lacy black bra and matching thong.

"You're beautiful, baby girl. Just the way I like it," Hunter said as he kissed her again. Then he lifted her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed, then laying her down in the middle of the mattress. She opened her arms out, for which he came in.

"This is where I want to be. In your arms, where I belong," he grunted as he reached behind her and unfastened her bra. He removed it and hungrily stared at her breasts for a moment. They were ripe, plump and huge; just the way he wants them to be.

"You've been blessed, baby girl. They're all for me to feast on," Hunter cooed before he leaned down and fastened his mouth on one of her nipples, scrapping it with his teeth and tongue. Amy threw her head back and moaned his name when he did the same thing to her other nipple. His kisses trailed down to her stomach, his tongue entering her belly button. His fingers toyed with the waistband of her thong, desperate to remove them so he could see her fully naked.

"Proceed," Amy whispered. He smiled at her before he slowly began to pull the tiny fabric down her slender body. A moan escaped her lips when she felt the fabric brushing against her legs. She whimpered when he leaned down and started nibbling on her ear, tracing his tongue against her earlobe gently.

Once he removed her thong, he parted her legs and placed them over his broad shoulders. Another moan escaped from her lips when he leaned down and, with his oh-so-talented tongue, began licking her up and down her swollen folds. She ran her fingers through his short sandy blond hair and sighed deeply while her man continued pleasuring her with his mouth.

"That's so good," she whimpered. Before long, he brought her to the brink over and over again, sending her into a world of delicious ecstasy.

"Get naked," she demanded.

Hunter didn't have to hear that twice. He released her from his grip and stood right in front of her. Amy licked her lips when he began removing his clothes. He tossed each article of clothing at her, which caused her to giggle. Once the last piece of clothing was removed, however, there was no holding back. Tonight was the night they were gonna make it happen.

"Ready, baby girl?" Hunter asked as he moved on top of her.

Amy giggled. "I'm more than ready for you, Game."

He slid inside of her with a groan. Then he looked down at her with a goofy smile on his face.

"Here we go, Angel."

He braced himself and began rocking in and out of her with ease. She wrapped her legs over his back and lifted her hips to meet his downward thrusts. She dug her fingers in his back and screamed loud enough to wake up the whole hotel, but she didn't care. Her man; her sweet, sexy man was making her feel like she was on top of the world.

Faster and harder, he drove into her with brute force, causing her to groan. Spasms after spasms rocked her body to the core. Before long, she found his rhythm and moved right along with him. Together, the danced to the beat of their own music.

Finally, she cried out his name when he shot his heavy load into her swollen opening. Heightened by her own climax, she shuddered when he continued releasing everything he had into her. He rolled away from her, but he pulled her in his arms and lavished a searing kiss on her forehead.

"That..was..wonderful," Amy said, breathing heavily.

"You're telling me," Hunter said, laughing.

"Was waiting for me worth it?" she giggled.

"You damn right it was worth it. You're important to me, baby girl. I love you," he declared.

"I love you, too," she said before she pulled him down for another deep, passionate kiss.

"Ready for round two?" he chuckled.

She giggled as she moved on top of him. "Baby, I'm always ready for you."

She merged them together as one. They made sweet love for the rest of the night, not getting enough of each other.

She couldn't ask for anything better.


Back at the arena...

Women's locker room...

"Are you sure you saw them leave together? You saw Hunter and Amy together?" Trish asked, looking shocked.

"Leave? Please. He carried her to his car. She looked so in love with him. My question is how long have they been seeing each other?" Lisa Marie Varon a.k.a. Victoria asked, shaking her head.

"From what I heard, it's been a while. Word on the street is she's breaking up with Matt," Stacy Keibler said.

"She should've been broke up with him. That man's crazy. She can't breathe when she's with him," Torrie Wilson scolded.

"But, there's another problem. Hunter's married to Stephanie. They were supposed to start a family," Trish reminded them.

"They're only married on screen. When they get backstage, he tends to get away from her. But, I don't understand why Amy's messing around with him. Everyone knows Hunter's an asshole," Trish huffed.

"You may be right, but, Amy must like him. I mean, why else does she rush off after the show's over and not talk to any one of us at times? She wants to see him. She wants to be with him," Stacy revealed.

"Man, I sure hope no one else finds out about this. Hunter and Amy's jobs could be at risk. And, let's not forget, Hunter just came back from his injury," Lisa said, sighing deeply.

"I agree with you. Let's just keep this on the down low. If and when Hunter and Amy decides to tell everyone about their romance, they will do it on their terms," Torrie said, then she smiled. "But, you have to admit, they do make a cute couple."

"Yeah," the other ladies said, not noticing someone standing outside of their locker room, seething.

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