You are not sure how you would label your relationship with Jey. It's not really complicated, but there is no label that seems to fit.

You are the farthest thing from being boyfriend and girlfriend. Saying you have a friends with benefits relationship might be pushing it because you don't know if you'd consider Jey and friend. Fuck buddies is a little closer, but still might be a stretch. Maybe the best way to explain the relationship you have with Jey Uso is to call him a booty call.

He is a nice, hard cock to ride when you need to relieve stress or just wanting a good time. Completely casual, no strings attached, no feeling involved. That's it, simple as that.

Then why do you find yourself missing him? Having to restrain yourself from calling or texting him to make sure he is okay? Looking him up on social media and following any wrestling news outlet to stay up to date while he is off on tour in Europe? You have even started watching Smackdown just to hear his voice, and to get a glimpse of him.

And that is where you find yourself tonight, camped out in front of the tv, sitting through 2 hours of Smackdown just hoping that Jey will be on tonight. It is their last night in Europe before they head back to the states for a short break. You have your fingers crossed that Jey spends those few days with you, holed up in your bedroom, or his, you're not picky. All you want is a three day sex-a-thon!

Half way through the show, your phone pings, notifying you of a new text.

Hey, you got a min to talk? - Jey

You don't bother replying to the text and just hit the call button,

"I'm guessing that'd be a yes to my question?"

You hear the laughter in his voice that makes her heart skip, "What about you? Don't you have a show you should be focusing on right now?"

"It was pre recorded for the US. Aired live in UK, just now airing for you. Wait, I thought you didn't watch Smackdown? Or WWE at all for that matter."

You shrug, even though you know he can't see you, "Eh, nothing else on I want to see."

"Hmm, liar."

"I plead the 5th. So if your not working, what are you up to?"

Jey takes a moment to answer when you hear a knock on your door, "Open the door and find out."

A huge smile spreads over your face and you toss the phone to the side, rushing to the door and fling it open.

Jey's breath catches in his throat at the sight of you standing at the door wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and what he is sure to be barely there panties. He doesn't get a chance to say anything before you are literally attacking him. Throwing yourself into his arms wrapping yourself around him, Jey lets out a groan, grabbing you by the back of the head and attacked your lips lips. He pushes you into the house, slamming your back against the door. You tighten your hold on him, tugging on his hair, moaning into the kiss.

Jey's hands ghost down your sides to grasp your ass in his hand, and staggers over to the sofa, sitting down with you straddling him.

"Damn girl," he hisses, after breaking for air, "you miss me that much?"

You don't want to answer because if you tell the truth it will change everything. Instead, you press your lips to his again, grounding your wet core directly over his hardening cock. The friction that his jeans causes rubbing against your clit through your panties has you moaning into the kiss. Your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging harshly as you start rocking your hips faster. Jey's grips your hips so hard you can feel his nails digging into your skin.

A low whine escapes your lips, as you pull back, resting your forehead to his,

"Jey," you moan out his name.

"Damn girl, you gonna cum for me? Gonna cum just grinding on me?"

You let out a pitiful "yes" the seam of his jeans hitting over your clit.

You can feel your orgasm growing, your panties getting so wet from arousal you know there has to be a wet spot forming on Jey's pants. But at the moment, you don't care. You are chasing the thing you have been deprived of since Jey left for tour.

"Jey, oh God!"

"Fuck, that's it. Make yourself cum, I wanna see you cum, come undone humping yourself against me. Come on girl, cum for me."

Your body begins to shake, moans growing louder, "Gonna, gonna cum!"

You throw your head back, crying out as your orgasm rushes over your body, causing your eyes to roll back. You can feel your juices gush, soaking your panties and the front of Jey's, something you will probably be embarrassed about later.

Jey groans at the sight of your at the peak of pleasure. He holds you close, pressing gentle kissing along your neck. His hand stroking up and down your back as you ride out the final waves of your orgams. Your head buried in the crook of his neck.

"Damn, that's a hell of a welcome."

You let out a giggle and curled up into him, "I'm not sorry."

"Brat, I know you aren't. You've had your fun, now it's time for me to have mine!"