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Oh, Hangman… You poor, poor soul.
The Ultrian-Hybrid watched from backstage, as usual, observing her husband's trio match with the Best Friends. She was definitely surprised when it was Orange who stepped into the ring first; usually seeing Trent take that role instead. He was definitely more loose as his character tonight than usual as well. The chill man she married was replaced by a more assertive and jumpy blond that was eager to win this match.
Orange was even more talkative amongst his teammates than ever. She could even hear him yelling in such a high pitch from afar, and that was just using her normal hearing. Whenever it came to a championship match, Angel always flipped the switch on his character sometimes. His playfulness in a match also rose a lot too as he dropped some of his walls on his character.
And then Hangman and Orange happened…
While Hangman supported both their body weights, Orange spun his arm around in loops to imitate the pattern of a lasso. Playfully mocking his character in all while having an innocent smile on his face and a thumbs up while doing so. Hangman, on the other hand, simply showed a face of annoyance at the gesture before disposing of the blond completely. By the time the match ended, Blitz was already standing near the curtains waiting for all 6 men to arrive.
It's been awhile since she's felt this way. Usually, it was Taylor she was always addressing and the other two members saw it as her scolding him. It was the same tang of jealousy she felt whenever Taylor laid a finger on her Angel. Only this time, it was going to be directed at a new individual.
Interrupting her thoughts, she heard the footfalls from men. Considering it was always less likely to see him with Orange, Blitz was probably going to dial it back a bit for the kid. No point in screaming at him like she did with Taylor, just a simple look should suffice.
She immediately noticed her husband's feet first as she had now been familiarized with them for years. As he came from the black curtain, the Ultrain-Hybrid grabbed her man and pulled him into her arms with her hand finding his hips first.
Orange didn't yelp like he did the first time and immediately leaned into her touch.
"Hey, She-Devil…" he responded as let his own arms rest on top of hers.
"Hello, Angel," she kissed the top of his head and pulled him to her side as she heard the rest of the group make their way through. She felt his slim, but strong, stature lean up against him as they waited to congratulate the others. The Best Friends came in first; both apparently too caught up in a talk making them both ease past the married couple. Then John and Alex came through next, she complimented and sent them off. Then Hangman…
Oh Hangman… You poor, poor soul. As the blonde came through, they locked eyes. Even though Blitz said, "nice match" she gave him the same stare she gave Taylor when he first started; the man's knees nearly buckled for a second before regaining his composure.
Blitz sent him a smile, before turning away and picking up Orange in bridal: taking him to see the medic and clear him so both could leave. After that, she let him get dressed and took him back to the hotel they were staying in.
"Shall I teleport us upstairs, Angel?" Blitz offered.
"That would be great…" Orange said as he let Blitz pick him up and teleport them to their room.
Blitz set him down softly on the bed before getting on top of him herself. She grabbed his chin and pulled him into a deep kiss before retreating for a moment to look him over. She moved her hand to grab him by the hair and pull him to look at her: a small whine escaping his throat in the process as his blues found hers.
"Do you know what you do to me, Angel?"
"No, wanna indulge me?" He asked as his eyes became more hooded and he licked his lips.
"I- shit… Fuck it you're too damn cute," and that was the last thing Orange heard before being devoured by his wife.
Ok, maybe she would admit that she was jealous of the scene he and Hangman made on Rampage. But ONLY with Hangman…never with Taylor. She huffed at the thought of the man. She saw him unfit to even be beside her Angel.
"Can you stop thinking about him please?" Orange whined out from underneath her, gripping her arms incredibly hard due to her 11-inch length sheathed inside him.
Blitz didn't say anything as she moved down to kiss his neck and make do with a quick snap of her hips upward. The blonde orgasmed quickly before passing out himself.
Maybe she wouldn't confess about her jealousy, no point to do ao anyway. She had Orange right where she wanted him; with that beautiful golden band on his finger.