How the West Was Won

"Oh, yer such a good boy." Belle said with a grin as he denied the alcohol. She shrugged and took another drink as he spoke again.

She raised an eyebrow when he was finished. "Yeah? Why not? I made sure ta get the room fer the whooooole night" She asked with a twinkle in her eye. "Ya got someone ta get home to? Someone ya need ta snuggle up to? I'll always take care a ya, Clyde." She said. "Unless I need ta whollup ya a bit." Belle laughed but she didn't seem to make a move at him either.

"Am not." He said with a furrowed brow before his eyes opened suddenly. "T-The Whole... Night?" Clyde asked, quite shocked. He thought she just wanted to take care of him and treat him to dinner. Not have a sleep over!

He flushed instantly and gulped when he heard her sly words, again he furrowed his brow at her to hide his embarrassed reaction. But he couldn't contain a cock smirk however when he heard her little threat.

"You?" Clyde asked. "You an indie girl. I'm pro. I think I got a bit more experience than you, missy. "Clyde said confidently. He worked for a billion dollar company and she had been on the Indie Circuit. That probably meant the wrestlers there probably weren't good enough for the big leagues. And so far, all he had seen from Belle was that she was good at catching him off guard.

"Well, I never wrassled a cheerleader, nurse or some lil kids in the indie leagues." Belle said with a wide grin. "Guess they really got all the best of the best lined up fer ya here, don't they? I really just stand no chance with my poor, little career, right?"

Clyde instantly snorted when Belle brought up some of his more 'notable' opponents. "Hey! I ain't even sure if was a real nurse!" He mused while scratching the back of his head nervously.

"C'mon now. I just fought two jacked up Puerto Rican boxers!" Cut me some slack. He said.

"And just who did you compete against back home?"

"Carmen ain't so tough." Belle said dismissively. "She might be crafty though. I'll give her that." She then looked up at Clyde and smiled a bit. "I've been beatin people up since I was old enough ta swing my lil fists!" She said and chuckled.

"It's not like if I tell you their names, yer gonna know who they are anyway." She said. "I fought as many guys an gals as they'd let me an I beat most of who they put in front of me. Wasn't just local. I traveled. Fightin, ropin and sharkin are the three things Belle B. Barker's good at." She said and thumbed a finger into her bosom proudly.

"Well... I'm good at some ... other things too." She teased with a sultry look. "But you'll find out about that eventually." She said. "Or not." Belle shrugged.

Clyde raised his brow at Belle. Carmen was plenty tough. In both his matches with her, he walked out pretty busted up. Either Belle was full of it or... Maybe she was really, really strong.

Clyde heard Belle out and her life seemed a little interesting. Though he wondered if she was serious about the roping part.

He flushed however when she mentioned that other thing she was good at. His eyes widened instantly, only to narrow when she fucking with him. He eyed her dryly. She liked working him up. But even he couldn't resist looking at Belle when she put the idea in his head.

"I'm good at fightin' too." He said, trying to change the subject.

"I know, Clyde." Belle said simply. "If you weren't, I wouldn't be here. Simple as that." Belle then looked Clyde over. "You gonna stick or ya gonna git?" She said, patting the bed next to her. "I promise ya'll like it if ya stay but I'm a patient, patient gal, Clyde." She said and eyed him with a gleam in her eye.

Clyde lowered his head after hearing Belle out. He lost his shot at the 24/7 title and who knows when he'd ever get a chance at it again or if he'd EVER be World Champion. He felt like his life was going to just stay the same. He didn't know what was going to happen between him and Mercy. Was he a fool for waiting on her? He just wanted to feel good right now.

"I shouldn't..." He muttered and averted his eyes from Belle. Even just cuddling with her on the bed until they fell asleep felt dirty.

"Heh, fine."

Belle hopped up, making sure her chest wobbled back into place as she slipped over to Clyde. "Go on, Clyde." She said with a smile. "Just remember, that I'll always give ya a good fight and I'll always give you goood... other things." She said and laughed. "And, when you're ready, I'll take care of ya too but fer now..."

Belle pushed her hand up and grabbed Clyde by the scruff of his neck and forced their lips together, pushing her tongue into his mouth and pushing her tits against his. She then shoved him away and smiled at him with a wild eye while she licked her lips. "Stay any longer an I'll beat ya up." She mused. "Git back to yer girl, or whoever ain't me."

Part of him wanted to stay and just fuck this babe's brains out until he felt better. But he knew it wouldn't be right, it was wrong and he'd regret it. It would go against everything he was trying to be and...

Before Clyde knew it, Belle got in front of and told him she'd wait. Clyde looked at her incredulously immediately but was taken off guard when she grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and... Kissed him!? "Mhh!!" Clyde's eyes were wide as dinner plates, shuddering the moment he felt her soft tongue inside his mouth, leaning against her chest as he groaned until her mouth before he flopped back on the bed.

"Pah~!" The kiss parted and Clyde shook his head before looking at Belle and her wild eye with the most confused and perplexed look he ever mustered, telling him to go (to nobody) or she'd beat him up.

But the only thing on his mind was: "L-L-LADY! You.... You... You don't make any sense! He exclaimed with a flushed face and a twitching eye as he licked his lips.

"Ya can't tie me up and try ta' get me ta' stay and just let me go and act like imma' come back! You ain't make a lick'a sense!" The flustered and confused cowboy didn't realize his diminishing Texan manner of speaking was coming back.