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celestial-thoughts · 8 months

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Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Bayley, Platonic Bayley & Dakota Kai, background Shayna Baszler x Dakota Kai

Word count: 1.7k

Author's note: set after Raw 3/20/23. thank you so so much to my lovely prism trap anon for the idea for this fic. i am so sorry it took me forever to write it, but i hope you enjoy!

read this fic on ao3 here.

Dakota is smirking at Bayley the moment they step through the curtain backstage. “You okay?” the Kiwi girl asks, raising an eyebrow. “You look a little flushed.”

“I do not,” Bayley insists, but one look at her reflection in a nearby mirror and she realizes that Dakota is right.

“Hey, I’m not saying I blame you,” Dakota says. “She went all in on that pin. I would be flustered too."

Bayley starts to say something, when she suddenly catches sight of Rhea coming around the corner. "Hey, nice job out there tonight," the Aussie woman says, her gaze focused on Bayley.

"Thanks, you too," Bayley manages to reply without stumbling over her words.

Rhea's lips move into a sly smirk, as she presses a flat piece of plastic into Bayley's palm. Bayley looks down to find a key card for a hotel room, nearly identical to the one in her own bag. "Room 515," Rhea says. "If you're interested."

Bayley wants to ask what Rhea is implying, but Damian calls out to Rhea from the other end of the hallway and Rhea shoots Bayley a final, knowing smile before walking past them to her stablemate.

Dakota giggles, grinning at her teammate. "Shut up," Bayley says through gritted teeth.

"Are you gonna go?" Dakota asks, even though her smirk clearly says that she knows the answer to her question.

Bayley shrugs, trying to act casual. "Maybe," she says.

"You should go," Dakota insists.

Realizing that Dakota isn't going to drop the subject, Bayley sighs. "I'll think about it," she finally says. "Ready to go?"

Dakota picks up her bag and nods. "Yeah," she says. "I want to call Shayna before it gets to be too late."

"Any idea if she's going to be on the card at Mania?" Bayley asks as she and Dakota make their way to the arena exit.

Shaking her head, Dakota lets out a sigh. "Nope," she says. "Last I heard, there was talk of adding her and Ronda to the women's showcase match, but it depends on how long Ronda's injury is going to take to heal."

Bayley gives a sympathetic nod, remembering all too well the feeling of being left off of the biggest show of the year. "How's she handling it?" she asks Dakota. Though Bayley and Shayna haven't worked together much, a friendship began to form between them when Dakota returned alongside Bayley at SummerSlam.

"She's taking the situation better than I expected," Dakota says. "I mean, she's frustrated, of course. But she's holding out hope that things work out." They arrive at the rental car and Dakota climbs into the passenger seat, letting Bayley drive. The car is silent for the first few minutes of the drive, before Dakota speaks up again. "So, are you going to go?" she asks.

Bayley doesn't need to ask what Dakota is referring to. She feels the keycard practically burning a hole in her pocket. "I don't know. Part of me wants to go," she admits. "But I don't know what to expect, or what she wants from me."

Dakota raises an eyebrow. "It's Rhea," she says. "I think you can probably guess."

"But that's the thing," Bayley says with a sigh. "I don't want Rhea to think of me as just another one-night stand. I'm not saying I necessarily want something serious, but I'm not exactly into the idea of hooking up one night in a hotel room, and then pretending that it never happened." She lets out another sigh as she pulls into the parking lot.

"Who says it has to be about what she wants from you?" Dakota asks. "Just because she's inviting you to her room, doesn't mean you just have to give in to whatever she says. It's about you, as much as it's about her."

Bayley gives Dakota a look. "So you're saying I should try to be in charge?" she asks. "Because I have a feeling Rhea isn't the kind of person who likes to submit to anyone."

"Well, it doesn't hurt to make the suggestion," Dakota says, as they both climb out of the car and grab their bags. She looks at Bayley as they walk into the hotel and cross the foyer to the elevators. "But I can't tell you what to do. You have to decide for yourself." She pauses for a moment, before speaking again. "But ask yourself if you're going to regret not going more or less than you think you would regret going."

So that's what Bayley thinks about as she and Dakota enter the hotel room that they're sharing. It's what she thinks about as she takes off her gear and showers, washes off her makeup and gets dressed in sweatpants and an old t-shirt.

And it's what she thinks about as she grabs her phone and two room keys, and quietly slips out the door, not wanting to interrupt Dakota, who's on FaceTime with Shayna. Before she has a chance to talk herself out of it, Bayley walks down the hallway to the elevator, goes up two floors, and emerges on the fifth floor of the hotel. She walks down the hall, stopping in front of the room marked with the number 515.

Is she going to regret doing this? Possibly. But would she regret not doing it? Almost certainly. So Bayley takes a deep breath, lets it out, scans the room key, and enters the room, pocketing the key as she steps inside.

Rhea is sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes on the door. "So you decided to take me up on my offer," she says.

Bayley closes the door behind her, but stays next to the exit, unsure of her place in this situation. "I did," she says slowly. "Though I have to admit, I'm not quite sure what your offer entails.

A sly smirk finds its way onto Rhea's lips. "You're a smart girl," she teases as she stands up from the bed, slowly making her way across the room to where Bayley is hovering by the door. "I'm sure you can figure it out."

Rhea runs her hands up Bayley's sides and leans in close. "I'm going to kiss you now," she whispers, her lips just inches Bayley's ear.

And Bayley isn't going to object, melting into Rhea as the younger woman kisses her. It's not a soft or tender kiss by any means, but neither is Rhea. The kiss is slow and fierce, Rhea teasing into Bayley's mouth with her tongue. Her hands make their way to Bayley's shoulders and she pushes Bayley against the door.

Bayley's response is naturally to push back against Rhea, forcing her against the nearest wall, never breaking from the kiss. There's tension between them, a power struggle as the two dominant women fight for control.

Suddenly, Rhea steps back. "Why are we doing this?" she says with a sigh. "We're both sore and exhausted. This certainly isn't going to help anything."

"Hey, you're the one who invited me here," Bayley points out. "But you make a fair point."

For a moment, they just stare at each other. Then, Rhea wraps her hand around Bayley's wrist and tugs her over to the bed. They collapse onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, and Bayley's lips find Rhea's instinctively.

Bayley doesn't remember much from the next several minutes, but she remembers a few things: Rhea's tongue teasing into her mouth. Her fingers in Rhea's hair. Rhea's breath against her neck.

When they finally break apart, and Bayley tries to stand up and return to her room for the night, Rhea pulls her back down onto the bed beside her. "Stay," she says. "Please. Stay with me for the night."

And Bayley can't say no to that accent, so she settles back in beside Rhea. "Dakota is never going to let me hear the end of this," she says with a sigh.

Rhea laughs, wrapping her arms around Bayley's torso. "Shayna is going to tease me for days if Dakota tells her about this," she says. "But then again, we gave them so much crap when they first got together, so I suppose it's only fair."

Bayley laughs, resting her head on Rhea's chest. They stay curled up together, Bayley in Rhea's arms until they fall asleep, and they wake up the same way. Bayley wouldn't mind spending all day in bed with Rhea, but they both have flights to get to, so Bayley settles for a lingering kiss and a promise that they'll text each other before their flights leave.

She's just about to leave Rhea's hotel room when the Aussie woman places a hand on her shoulder. "Can I take you out?" she asks, and her voice is hesitant and shy in a way that makes Bayley's heart skip a beat. "On a real date, I mean. Not just making out in a hotel room."

"Well, I didn't have any problems with making out in a hotel room," Bayley teases. "But yes, I would love to go on a date with you."

Rhea smiles shyly, placing a soft kiss on Bayley's lips and promising to call her tonight. Bayley feels like she's floating as she returns to her room.

Dakota is sitting criss cross at the edge of her bed when Bayley returns. "Something you want to tell me?" she asks, a knowing grin on her face.

As much as she tries to hide it, a giddy smile finds its way onto Bayley's face, accompanied by a faint blush. She nods, which prompts Dakota to let out an excited squeal and jump up from the bed. Bayley lets Dakota tug her over to the bed and sits down. "So how was it?" Dakota asks eagerly.

"It was amazing," Bayley says, prompting Dakota to let out another squeak of excitement. "We didn't go too far because we were both tired, but we made out a bit. And then we cuddled for a while."

Dakota watches her friend with bright eyes, not missing the pink flush in Bayley's cheeks. "Anything else?" she asks, almost as if she knows there's more to the story.

Bayley nods. "She asked me out," she says. "On a date."

"See, I told you going over there was a good idea," Dakota says with a satisfied smirk. Then her expression softened into a fond smile. "I'm glad you're happy," she says. "You deserve it. Both of you do."

Bayley smiles at her teammate. "Thanks for convincing me to go," she says.

"Anytime," Dakota replies. "You know I've always got your back."

#my writing #wwe #prism trap anon #rhea x bayley #rhea ripley #nightmare brutality #bayley #role model

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celestial-thoughts · 1 year

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three isn’t always a crowd - part 1

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Dakota Kai x Shayna Baszler

Word count: 3.5k

Author’s note: i swear i planned for this to be 1,000 words max. but as i often do, i got carried away. so welcome to the latest installment of the prism trap saga. read this and this for context. part 1 features various negotiations and discussions of BDSM and kink. part 2 will get spicy, so don’t worry that content is coming eventually. many thanks to my wonderful prism trap anon for the many ideas for this fic.

It starts, as most confessions do, with alcohol. Rhea, Dakota, and Shayna are sitting in Rhea's living room and Dakota has had a couple of drinks. "Shayna, you'll never believe what Rhea did to me last week," Dakota says, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed a light pink.

"Oh really?" Shayna asks from the armchair she's sitting in, a faint smirk on her lips. "What did she do?"

"Kota," Rhea interjects, trying to put the brakes on whatever Dakota is about to say next. "Is this really necessary?" Internally though, Rhea knows that she doesn't hate this. Not when she sees the excitement in Dakota's eyes, the knowing smile on Shayna's lips.

Dakota lets out a giggle. "Please Rhea?" she asks, making wide, pleading eyes at her girlfriend. "It's not like she doesn't already know kind of the things we do."

Rhea sighs, knowing that Dakota has a valid point. "Fine," she gives in. "Go ahead baby, tell her what we did." She pulls Dakota close to her on the couch, wrapping an arm around the smaller girl's waist.

Dakota turns to Shayna. "So, you know how Rhea has her prism trap submission?" she asks. Shayna nods, and Dakota's smile grows as she continues. "Well, she put me in a similar hold, and then she gave me her strap while I was in the hold."

Shayna grins, glancing at Rhea's pink cheeks. "It's funny that you mention that," she says. "I'm the one who helped her figure out that version of the prism trap." Dakota's eyes widen in surprise. "Where did you think she learned it?" Shayna asks.

"Honestly, I didn't really think about that," Dakota admits. "But thank you for helping her with it." She takes another sip of her drink. "I would love to see what you two worked on," she adds.

"I'm pretty sure that's the alcohol talking," Rhea says. "Since you know what it's like baby."

Dakota looks up at Rhea with bright eyes. "But I want to see what it looks like," she says. "Please?"

Shayna and Rhea exchange a look, and Shayna gives a small shrug. "Not while we've been drinking," she says. "But I don't see why not." Dakota gives a little squeal of excitement, and Shayna smiles at her.

Throughout their exchange, Rhea feels her cheeks getting hot and she wants to tell them both to shut up and stop embarrassing her. But then she sees the smile on Dakota's face, and the flicker of curiosity in Shayna's eyes, and she decides that just this once, she'll let her two favorite people have this one.

Shayna's gaze darts over in Rhea's direction, the two of them making eye contact for a moment before turning their attention back to Dakota. "Since we're apparently sharing secrets tonight," Rhea begins, locking eyes with Dakota. "I think it's worth mentioning that Shayna and I did some things together, before you and I met." As she talks, she takes the drink out of Dakota's hand and replaces it with a glass of water.

"I kind of suspected," Dakota says, taking a sip. "Why did you two stop?"

Rhea and Shayna share a quick smile. "Well in case you haven't noticed, we're both very dominant," Shayna says. "And it was a constant power struggle. I mean, don't get me wrong, we had fun. But it just didn't work enough for it to be something that lasted a long time."

Dakota is quiet for a moment, and Rhea can see the wheels turning in her head. "What are you thinking about baby?" she asks.

A few more seconds tick by before Dakota answers. "What if you tried again?" she asks. "The two of you, I mean."

Rhea furrows her brows in confusion. "Kota, are you trying to say you don't want to be together?" she asks.

Dakota shakes her head quickly. "No, definitely not that," she says, her eyes wide. "I mean..." she trails off, looking down at her hands. "Never mind, forget I said anything."

"Hey, you can tell us," Rhea says, lifting Dakota's chin and looking into her eyes. "We won't judge you. We'll just listen."

A faint blush paints Dakota's cheeks. "Well, you said that it didn't work between you guys because you're both dominant," she begins. "But what if you had a submissive?"

The room is silent, Rhea and Shayna both taking a moment to process Dakota's words. "Dakota, what are you suggesting?" Shayna asks.

"You," Dakota begins, pointing at Shayna. "You," she continues, pointing at Rhea. "And me."

Rhea's breath momentarily catches in her throat. "You would be okay with that?" she asks Dakota. "With adding another person in?"

Dakota nods. "I wouldn't be suggesting it if I wasn't okay with it," she says. "But I do want to make it clear that I'm not talking about a friends with benefits situation here." She turns to look at Rhea. "What you and I have is real. It's about love and trust, not just sex. And if you are okay with it, I want the three of us to have that."

Rhea is silent for a few minutes before she finally speaks. "How long have you been wanting to do this?" she asks.

"Do what?" Dakota questions. "Add someone else to our relationship?" Rhea shakes her head, and Shayna's expression changes.

"She means me," Shayna says, and the look on Rhea's face tells Shayna that she was right in her understanding of Rhea's question. "How long have you wanted me to join you?"

Now it's Dakota's turn to be quiet, hesitating for a moment before responding. "Since War Games," she admits. "I mean, I told Rhea when we first started dating that I was open to polyamory. But you specifically? War Games."

Shayna looks at Rhea, and the two exchange a small, knowing smile. "Why didn't you say anything?" Shayna asks. "You've been holding onto this for a long time."

Dakota squirms a little, taking another sip of water. "I didn't know how you would react," she says. "I didn't want to make assumptions about your history with each other, and I didn't want either of you to feel like I was pushing you to share anything you didn't want to share." She looks up at them, trying to read their expressions. "Well? Are you two just going to leave me hanging here?"

Rhea lets out a small laugh. "Baby, I had a feeling you were interested in both of us," she says. Dakota's jaw drops in surprise, and Rhea's smile grows. "You're not exactly subtle about your feelings," she explains.

"And you didn't think to say anything to me?" Dakota asks, still trying to process the fact that her secret feelings weren't actually a secret.

"Okay, in hindsight maybe I should have said something," Rhea says. She turns to look at Shayna. "Well, do you have any feelings that you would like to share?"

For the first time that night, Shayna is the one blushing, playing with the drawstrings of her hoodie. "I mean, I'll admit that I've thought about what it would be like with you," she says, locking eyes with Dakota. She shifts her gaze to Rhea. "And I think you and I both know that our feelings from before didn't go away."

Dakota smiles, her eyes bright. "So?" she asks. "What do you think?"

There's a moment of silence that hangs between the three of them. "I'm willing to try," Rhea says. "I would be lying if I said I've never thought about it."

Shayna nods. "Same here," she says. "And I know you two probably have things that are yours and yours only. I don't want to impose or get in the way. So if I overstep, please tell me."

Rhea slides over on the couch, making space on the other side of Dakota. She locks eyes with Shayna and nods, inviting her to join them. "If we're going to do this," Rhea begins as Shayna sits down with them. "Then I want to make sure we do this right. I feel like we need to sit down, establish boundaries, negotiate needs and expectations. And I'm not just talking about the sex and kink stuff, although that is part of it. I'm talking all of it."

"I agree," Dakota says. "But I don't think that's a conversation that we need to have tonight. It's getting late, and we have all been drinking."

"How about we talk over breakfast tomorrow?" Rhea suggests. Dakota nods, and Rhea leans down to whisper something in the Kiwi girl's ear. A shy smile appears on Dakota's face, and she nods again. "Why don't you spend the night with us?" Rhea asks, directing her attention to Shayna.

Shayna hesitates, caught off guard. "I don't have any of my stuff with me," she says.

"We have stuff you can use," Rhea says. "And our bed is plenty big enough for all three of us. Just be warned, Dakota gets very clingy while she's sleeping."

"It's not my fault you steal all the blankets!" Dakota protests. "I get cold at night!"

Shayna laughs. "I think I'll be just fine," she says. "But are you sure you're okay with that? I mean, that's a big step to take this soon."

Rhea gives Shayna a look. "First, it's not like I'm suggesting you fuck her," she says. "Well, not yet anyway," she adds with a little smirk. "And second, Dakota said earlier that she wants the three of us to have something real. And that means trust. So I need you to trust me when I say that I want to go all in with this, and know that I will set boundaries where they need to be set. But this isn't one of those things."

Shayna nods slowly. "Okay," she says, her shoulders relaxing as some of her anxiety leaves her body.

Gently, Rhea pulls her arms away from Dakota's body, giving the smaller girl a soft nudge towards Shayna. She nods at Dakota, giving her a smile of encouragement.

Dakota turns to Shayna. "Do you mind?" she asks, testing the waters. Shayna nods, opening her arms and letting Dakota close. "It's okay," Dakota says, feeling Shayna's hesitation. "Rhea wasn't lying about me being a cuddler."

Shayna smiles. "That doesn't surprise me in the least," she says, wrapping her arms around Dakota's body. Dakota looks up to meet Shayna's eyes. "Can I kiss you?" Shayna asks quietly. Dakota nods, and Shayna leans down to close the gap between them.

The first kiss between them is soft and careful, neither one of them wanting to push the other too far. They pull away from each other for just a moment. And then, to the surprise of all three of them, Dakota leans back in, guiding Shayna's lips to meet her own. This time the kiss is longer, and Shayna's fingers get tangled in Dakota's hair.

When they separate again, Dakota is quiet and her cheeks are flushed pink. "That was," she starts to say. "Wow."

Shayna laughs a little, and she lets Dakota's head rest against her chest. Turning towards the other end of the couch she sees Rhea watching them with a smile. "How are you doing over there?" she asks.

"Oh I'm wonderful," Rhea says. She slides over to join them on the couch. "Mind if I join?" Dakota's eyes light up and Rhea tugs her close, kissing her in a way that is familiar and warm. They pull apart and Dakota slides over to the other side of Rhea, nudging her closer to Shayna. "You sure?" Rhea asks, and Dakota nods. Rhea turns to look at Shayna. "Can I?" she asks.

Shayna nods. "Yes," she says, her voice quiet and shy. Rhea wastes no time in closing the distance between them. There's a moment of struggle, of fighting for control between the two dominant women before they seem to fall into place. The kiss is long, and Dakota can't tear her eyes away from them.

When they pull away from each other, Shayna looks over Rhea's shoulder at Dakota, who has been watching them with a fond smile on her face. Dakota blushes, but doesn't look away.

They go upstairs, and as the three of them get ready for bed, there is a distinct lack of discomfort. Instead, it feels like the last piece of a puzzle has been added, and it's now complete. And when they climb into bed, Dakota slides under the covers between Rhea and Shayna, and it just feels good.

Rhea wasn't kidding when she said that Dakota is clingy in bed. Shayna wakes up to find Dakota's limbs tangled in her own, and she can't help but smile at the sight of the pink-haired girl blinking her eyes open.

"Good morning," Shayna says, pushing a piece of Dakota's hair to the side, looking into the smaller girl's eyes.

Dakota smiles up at Shayna. "Morning," she says, her voice still sleepy. "How did you sleep?"

"Better than I have in months," Shayna says as Dakota slowly sits up.

The door swings open and Rhea pokes her head in. "Oh good, you're both awake," she says. "Breakfast is ready."

They sit down for breakfast, and for a few minutes nobody says anything. Finally, Dakota speaks up. "So, I guess we should talk?" she asks.

"Absolutely," Rhea says. She looks across the table at Dakota. "Would you rather start with the relationship stuff or the sex stuff?" she asks.

Dakota hesitates, caught off guard by the question. "Probably the relationship stuff," she says, her voice a little timid. "Although I don't know how much there is to talk about. We all like each other, and while I can only speak for myself, I don't have any concerns about anyone becoming a third wheel." She turns her attention towards Shayna. "I know that Rhea and I have been together, but that doesn't minimize any feelings I have for you."

Rhea smiles fondly at Dakota. "I agree," she says. "Even just last night, everything felt right and complete."

"I'm glad you two are both feeling good about this," Shayna says. "My only concern is that I don't want to overstep. You two have already built a relationship together. I don't know what things you want to keep between the two of you."

Rhea and Dakota lock eyes for a moment, and a silent conversation passes between them. "When I said I wanted this," Dakota begins. "I meant all of it. There's nothing that Rhea and I have that I don't also want to have with you."

Shayna starts to protest, but Rhea stops her. "You can follow my lead," she says, her voice reassuring. "I know you might mess up, and that's okay. We'll figure it out as we go along."

Silence hangs in the air for a moment, and then Shayna nods. "Okay," she says. "But if I do something wrong, you have to tell me."

"I will," Rhea says quickly. She stands briefly, refilling their coffee mugs before returning to the table. "So now that we've covered that, should we discuss the sex stuff?" She looks at Dakota, who is suddenly very interested in the kitchen table. Rhea taps the table in front of Dakota. "Hey, what are you thinking baby?" she asks.

Dakota looks up, her cheeks pink. "I don't really know how to talk about this stuff," she says. "I mean, I know we've talked about it before, but its been a while since we've really talked in detail."

Rhea smiles fondly, giving Dakota's hand a squeeze. "Why don't I talk, and you let me know if I'm missing anything?" she suggests. Dakota nods, and Rhea turns to Shayna. "As you can probably tell, she's easily flustered," she says.

A small smile forms on Shayna's face. "Yeah, I gathered," she says. Dakota lets out a sound, something between a squeak and a whine, the flush in her cheeks deepening. "Don't worry, it's adorable," Shayna says, smiling at Dakota, who only squirms in response.

"That's what I'm always telling her," Rhea says, and they both laugh.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Dakota asks, but she's smiling and her eyes are bright with a nervous excitement.

Rhea gives Dakota's hand another squeeze. "So," she says, returning back to the subject at hand. "How much do you know about BDSM?" she asks Shayna.

"I know enough of the basics," Shayna says. "I've never been in a relationship with a serious dynamic like you two, but I'm definitely not new to the concept and I've done enough to know basic safety stuff." She turns to Rhea. "I'm guessing you two don't swap roles?" she asks.

Rhea nods. "Yeah," she says. "And you're only a dom?" she asks.

"Except for a couple of nights on the independent circuit, yes." Shayna takes another sip of coffee. "I mean, I can be submissive if I have to. But I prefer not to be."

Threading Dakota's fingers in her own, Rhea nods. "So, anything in particular that you like, or don't like?" she asks.

Shayna thinks for a moment. "I'm good with bondage," she says. "Less so with gags." Dakota breathes a sigh of relief, and Shayna raises an eyebrow. "I'm guessing you feel the same way there?" she asks.

Dakota nods. "The idea of not being able to make a sound..." she trails off, shuddering slightly. "Not appealing at all." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone, tapping the screen a few times before sliding it across the table to Shayna. "There's my list," she says.

On the screen is a list that details Dakota's comfort level with various aspects of BDSM and kink, color coded and organized in a way that only she could have thought of. "You just have this with you?" Shayna asks, picking up the phone. Dakota nods, and Shayna smiles fondly at her. "Let's see," she says, scanning the list. She looks up at Dakota and raises an eyebrow. "Spanking, huh? Didn't see that one coming."

"She's full of surprises," Rhea says, making Dakota blush yet again.

Shayna continues to look through the list. There's nothing on it that she hasn't tried before, and Dakota's list of things that are off-limits is surprisingly short: whipping, blood, wax, and choking. All things that Shayna doesn't have any interest in trying. "Why am I not surprised that you've got a praise kink?" she asks, a teasing smile on her face.

Dakota rolls her eyes, but she's biting back a smile. "Rhea said the same thing," she says.

"Oh, it's great," Rhea says. "Especially when you throw some pet names in there. If you think she's cute blushing now, just wait."

Dakota whines, her cheeks pink. "How are you guys able to talk about this so casually?" she asks.

"A lot of nights in hotel rooms together," Shayna says. "Admittedly those conversations were usually the result of a combination of jet lag and alcohol. And yes, you did come up in those conversations a few times."

For some reason, the thought of Rhea and Shayna sitting in a hotel room together discussing BDSM and kink, and her, sends butterflies through Dakota's stomach, and she feels the heat in her cheeks spread to the tips of her ears. "So," she says, trying to change the subject. "About my request from last night. Still want to show me?"

Shayna, who was about to take another bite of food, drops her fork in surprise. "You were serious about that?" she asks, staring at Dakota in shock.

Dakota nods, and Rhea smirks at Shayna with satisfaction. "Told you so," she says, nudging Shayna, who playfully shoves her away. "She wasn't that tipsy last night mate, I told you she was going to bring it up again."

A faint blush comes into Shayna's face. "Hey, if you're not comfortable with it, I understand," Dakota says, placing her hand on top of Shayna's.

"No, I'm fine with it," Shayna says. "I'm just not really used to other people seeing me in a submissive position."

"If it makes you feel better, I really just want to see what you two did when you were figuring it out together," Dakota says. "I'm not asking you to let Rhea fuck you. Unless of course, you want that and she's okay with it," she adds with a little smirk.

Rhea laughs, and Shayna can't help smiling. "I don't think that's what I want," she says. "But showing you what we did to figure it out, I'm okay with." She looks at Rhea. "How about you?" she asks.

"Oh I'm more than okay with that," Rhea says. "Why don't we finish up here and then we can head upstairs. We've got nothing else to do today, and I think it's time to transition from talking about things to actually doing them."

part 2

#my writing #wwe #prism trap anon #rhea x dakota x shayna #rhea ripley #nightmare brutality #shayna baszler #queen of spades #dakota kai #king kota kai #prism trap polycule

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