The Real You

Clyde stood at the foot of the door, breathing into his hand to make sure he didn't have bad breath, just before swearing he heard the familiar frustrated and aggritvated sounds of a certain paralegal.

"Oh boy." He whispered to himself before the door flung open and and Mercy snapped at him. He gave her a nervous smile like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar as Mercy looked at him up and down before suddenly snatching him into the office! Clyde released a small 'yipe!' as he was taken inside and pushed against the door, feeling Mercy's nails dig into his shoulders while she glared at him and pushed her face so close, close enough that it hard not to lean forth just to kiss her. That would probably make her more mad.

"I-I just came to say Hi is all!" He exclaimed, trying to lift up the flowers located at his side, swallowing nervously at how she was getting right now.

"Uh huuuuh." She said as she stared into his eyes. "Hello, Clyde." She said, making sure she kept a firm grip on his shoulders. "I guess you'll be going now, then?" She said and leaned her head to the side. She brushed her nose against his neck and sniffed, looking for the familiar scent of the cologne she had gotten for him.

Mercy's hand loosened her grip on one of her shoulders and ran it along his chest. She brought her face back to his, close to his once more, staring back into his eyes. "Two questions, Clyde." She said as she used her free hand to push away the flowers and leaned forward so her perky chest brushed up against his chest.

"Why didn't you get hold of me after your match with Lilly? And did you see the latest...." Mercy grinned for a moment. "The final episode of Conway's Crib?"

Clyde felt a little embarrassed being a decently built (but still scrawny) 140 pound wrestler and was getting dragged around and held against the wall by this petite paralegal. It wasn't as embarrassing when Clyde scanned the office and saw that he and Mercy were alone. Granted, Clyde found getting 'woman-handeled' by Mercy to be a little Enticing too, with her nails digging in his shoulder while she held him against the wall. He couldn't deny apart of him liked that even though he hated the fact nearly a;; his opponents in AFW wanted to go the extra mile and control him for real!

"Hello." He replied to her plainly before hearing her 'suggest' that he leave, making his mouth open with a confused expression before she leaned in and brushed her nose against his neck that carried the scent of the familiar cologne. Clyde's heart would pound at the unexpected act, gulping and releasing a soft pleasured pant from the feeling of her nose brushing and sniffing against his neck and her soft hand running along his chest.

He swallowed again when she brought her face oh so very close to his', making him get lost in her pretty blue eyes as she pushed the flowers away and brushed her chest against his. Clyde felt his knees get a little weak and begin to buckle, maybe even brushing his slack covered thigh against Mercy's if she was close enough. The close content was getting Clyde a little warm, he stared at the paralegal's soft lips, so tempted to kiss her right there.

But as the match with Lilly was brought up, Clyde frowned and shifted his gaze away from Mercy, practically finding Conway's Crib unimportant. (Though hearing that it was the 'final' episode did intrigue him.)

"...Felt like hell after the match. By the time I tried callin' you were already in Hawaii, I think. Clyde admitted honestly. Took a vacation of his own too.

His eyes shifted back towards her. "And... Nah, I ain't seen Conway's Crib. I don't like Kelly Conway." He had been avoided most things AFW for a reason. He then raised his eyebrow. "Wait. Did you say final episode?" He'd ask curiously. Conway would never end her show, right?

Mercy raised her eyebrow as Clyde spoke. Clyde had answered both her questions as correctly as he could. The Lilly match made sense. And, good. If he didn't see the Conway's crib, then that was even better. But, Clyde was starting to ask questions. Questions he shouldn't be asking.

Mercy lifted up her hand and grabbed Clyde's tie. "Clyde...." She whispered and battered her eyes at him. "I know that I've been... playing hard to get a little bit. It must be frustrating but..." She tilted her head and pressed his lips against his, her top lip nestling between his lips and took his bottom lips between his. She pressed forward and mushed their lips together, letting their lips mash together. That would definitely take his mind off of that stupid show of Kelly's.

She pulled away after a long moment and turned her head, blushing. "I'm ready to stop playing games, Clyde." She said and lowered her head. She smiled cutely as she looked at his chest. She then let go and turned around, showing off her cute butt that was hugged by her slacks. "What about you, Clyde?" She asked as she went to her desk and then crooked her finger, beckoning him to follow. She closed her eyes with her back turned as her heart started to race. There wasn't any turning back if she went ahead with this and that thought was exciting and terrifying. She clenched her fists. She couldn't let those bitches mess with her. Clyde was hers, not anyone else's and she wasn't going to let anyone else wriggle into her business just because they had tits to wave at Clyde. Not Lilly. Not Shauna. No one.

If there was one thing that she could control, it was Clyde and she was going to until she was satisfied." Her cheeks reddened as she thought about it, still keeping her back turned to Clyde.

Clyde straightened up when Mercy grabbed him by the tie, cheeks going red as batted her pretty eyes at him before talking about how she's been playing hard to get and that it's been frustrating.

[size=120:dj8f2ybx]"YES!" Clyde thought inwardly mere moments before Mercy suddenly leaned forth and kissed him... Clyde felt fireworks going off the moment he felt Mercy's lips press against his', making his eyes shoot wide, his heart thumping hard from a kiss he wasn't sure was real at first. Mercy did indeed take his mind off Conway, getting raped by Lilly, what he did with Shauna when he was drunk, Dark Angel, Cassie... the price of the bouquet... All he thought about was Mercy, returning the kiss until she pulled away.

Clyde released a soft breath within a dopey grin. He was sure happy now. But when Mercy stated she was ready to stop playing games, Clyde's eyes would quickly bulge. "What she say?" Did he hear her right? He blinked as she turned around and showed off her round tush that was snugged by those black slacks, the sight making Clyde swallow hard.

"Yes." He answered her question almost immediately with a loud and clear tone, his jaw dropping as she called him forth with her crooked finger while she slowly turned away from him. He didn't waste any time. With a dopey look on his face while his mouth hung open slightly Clyde followed Mercy like a love sick puppy, dropping the bouquet behind him.

Mercy watched Clyde through her peripheral and smiled at Clyde's behavior. 'See this, bitches?' She thought. 'I bet that those rah rah cow udders or that Irish skank couldn't manage this on their best day!' She reached back and hooked her finger along Clyde's belt loop and guided him towards Rally's office. She pushed the door open and then kicked the door closed with her foot.

Mercy let go and winked at Clyde as she turned and locked the door. "Rally's gone for the evening, Clyde." Mercy said and then wrapped her arms around Clyde's neck, curling her arms around and running her fingers through his hair. She looked into his eyes and touched their noses together. She pursed her lips and kissed him, leaning tightly against him as she fluttered her eyes.

"You know how lucky you are?" She said as she kissed him again and pulled away to kiss his jawline. Mercy nuzzled his neck and kissed it, taking in the wonderful scent once more. She continued to run her fingers through his hair and grinned. She probably wouldn't even have to do much more than this to him, but the thought of having him in Rally's office WAS a little enticing.

"Oh man, oh man!" Clyde thought anxiously as Mercy tugged him along by his belt loop, it felt almost surreal that this was happening but it was! He finally got with Mercy!

When she let go and closed a locked Clyde tossed aside his jacket and got working on loosing his tie, getting a little excited when he heard Rally was gone of the evening, that gave him some ideas. The tie stayed on though as Mercy got her arms around his neck and ran her soft fingers through his hair, leaving the cowboy to simply bask in the wonderful feeling of her touch that would be followed by another wonderful kiss that Clyde eagerly returned and got lost in, pulling in Mercy tightly by the waist with one arm while his other hand would slide down and cup her ass, rubbing it softly.

When their kiss broke, he looked into her eyes with an reserved but still anxious expression. "Too...Damn lucky. Mh." He managed to say before being silenced by another kiss from Mercy.

She'd go on to kiss his jawline and neck, the feeling of her nuzzling against it while running her fingers through his hair made Clyde shiver and moan happily. He felt amazing. He felt lucky.

"Gah...Damn..!" He panted though small gasps, getting real excited faster than he realized but he didn't care either. He kissed at her neck and tried get a grip between her firm ass and thighs to lift her up and try to carry her over towards Rally's desk to lay her down. Burying his face against her cheek and kissing her lovingly. He felt almost compelled to have her now on the damn desk!

Mercy squeaked a little bit as Clyde grabbed her ass. She might have to get used to this boy's grabby hands. It didn't feel bad, not at all but... Mercy sighed as she felt Clyde getting greedy with the affection. Carrying her up and lifting her in the air. Mercy wrapped her arms around him and pushed her his face against her modest chest.

"Clyde..." She moaned softly and pushed his head away as she was laid on the desk. He was such a hornball and she furrowed her brow as she leaned her head back. She looked around the room through the slits of her partially opened eyes. If she let him, she had no doubt he'd despoil Rally's desk without a second thought.

Mercy pushed her hand up and pawed at Clyde's face. "Clyde... Clyde!" She said firmly and palmed his face and pushed it away. "We're not... going to do it on my boss' desk." She said in a plain tone.

Clyde sighed happily against Mercy's chest, his head resting somewhere he wish he could stay for a very long time. Hearing Mercy's softly moan out his name... While pushing his head away, Clyde didn't think twice on getting right down to business with Mercy on that desk. There weren't any doubts in his mind that she wouldn't want to do this with him now that they were an item. It felt good to be wanted by someone he wanted.

But as Mercy pawed at Clyde's face and give it a a stern push while yelling his name, Clyde looked down at Mercy and blinked, easing up on her as she laid the rules down.

"Are ya' sure?" He replied quickly without thinking. "-I mean... Uh... Y-yeah, right. My bad." He certainty didn't want to get her in any trouble. Granted part of him was enticed by the idea of boffing Mercy on her boss' desk. That would be hot.

He instead reached for her hand and tried to help her back up to her feet and off the desk.

Mercy pushed Clyde's hand away and stood up. She adjusted her own tie and looked at him. Her eyes fluttered and she focused on the point of his chin. "I still have work to do Clyde." She said in a simple tone. "I thought maybe we could talk or make out a bit but..." Mercy turned her head. "I really should finish things up." Her lips twitched as she stared at a wall, barely curling into a placid smile. "we'll have all the time in the world for that now." She said and sighed. It felt like the words were said in resignation rather than anticipation.

"Mercy turned and unlocked the door and stepped back into her office. She turned and bent over to fish her cell phone out from her purse that was just under her desk, against it. Mercy's tongue poked out as she wiggled her butt and fidgeted for it. She growled as she was trying to get it. How the heck was it at the bottom!?