side note: andrade is such a dad like omg🤧🤪

"No, no, no! I change my mind. Can I change my mind?" Hayley asked, eyes flitting around to everyone. "Nope," Zelina replied, laughing. "This is truth or dare. You chose dare. You can't take it back." "Why are you guys so mean to me?" the brunette whined, slumping forward in her chair. "We aren't mean. We just know you like him. What better way to put yourself out there than this?" Jordan questioned. "Okay, but see, here's the thing. I'm a thousand percent sure he doesn't like me. We're friends. I'm sure he'd like to keep it that way," Hayley tried to explain. "Well then he'll be a friend with a photo of your ass. Not too big a deal," Andrea shrugged. "You guys are the worst," I grumbled, downing what was left of my drink and walking off to the bathroom.

Of course, before the game, all the girls had started drinking, which led to playing truth or dare. When it was Hayley's turn, she chose dare, and Zelina was quick to dare her to send a naughty picture to Andrade. Of course she chose Andrade, because all the girls knew she had started to have feelings for him, feelings she clearly tried to deny. "Don't forget to add the winky face! Boys love the winky face!" Jordan yelled from outside the bathroom as Hayley composed the text. There was a chorus of laughter in the main room as the bathroom door opened, Hayley's phone being tossed at Zelina. "I need another drink and to pretend like I never fucking sent that text," Hayley sighed, plopping down next to Lilly.

Three days later, they were back on the road. Andrade had never answered my text, and Hayley was terrified to see him at Smackdown. So of course he was one of the first people she saw. Because the universe has a sick sense of humor. "Hey, ladies. How were your days off?" Andrade asked, smile on his face as he walked up to me, Zelina, and Jordan. "They were great, Andrade. How were yours?" Zelina asked, trying not to burst into laughter. "They were fairly enjoyable," he replied, turning to Hayley next, "What about you?". "My days off? Oh, well, you know. They existed. They were a thing," she nodded, fumbling around with her words. "I actually have to go get ready now so I'll see you guys later". Hayley waved at everyone before practically running off to the locker room.

Part of her was glad Andrade was acting like nothing happened. Another part of her, however, was a little sad. She felt like in her case he would respond in some way to a dirty picture of a friend, a coworker. Yet, Andrade just went on with his life, smile ever-present on his face, acting like nothing was different. Acting like nothing had actually happened. After the show, Hayley went straight back to the hotel. She had a grueling match with Sonya and just wanted to lie in bed, watch Netflix, and forget about everything else for a while. It's amazing how much easier said than done that is.

When stepping out of the shower, Hayley noticed her phone had lit up. Expecting it to be Zelina asking to hang out, she sighed, grabbing it and unlocking it. What she saw wasn't a text from Zelina, though. It was a text from Andrade. In her head she thought, "I am a grown ass woman, and as such, I have received numerous dick pics. It's a thing that happens". The text had a picture but it was not what Hayley was expecting at all. Andrade was sprawled out on his bed, shirtless. Clearly, she could see the sizable bulge his boxers were hiding and gasped. Seeing him shirtless is not new, not to Hayley or almost anyone, but receiving a picture like this, especially after sending him one, was a lot for one to handle. Not to mention the cheeky little winky face he added to it. Maybe Zelina was right, guys do like winky faces.

She took a deep breath, readying herself to reply. "I could play this game" she wondered, "well at least I hope". "Not fair. I've seen you shirtless plenty of times. This isn't new"  the text read, being sent back to the hot luchador. Hayley stared and waited, sitting down on the edge of the bed in her robe. The phone dinged almost immediately with a text from Andrade again. This time he sent a close up of his hand cupping his dick through his boxers. "I've been thinking about that picture you sent me for days now" said the reply. Hayley bit her lip, she could feel herself getting wet as stared at the photo he sent. "I hope it came in handy (;"

The next picture was of his boxers hanging lower on his hips, the V shaped by his muscles clearly visible. She could see the soft curls around the base of his dick peeking out over the waistband and her cheeks flushed, "Would be better if I had more than just a hand". "Yep, he won the game" Hayley thought as she just couldn't help but keep her eyes onto the explicit image. "Room 412. Door's unlocked" she sent, being the last text of the night. She tossed her phone at to her bag next to the bed, leaning back on her arm on the bed. Moments later, Andrade burst through the door, cheeks flushed, sweatpants obviously hastily pulled on.

"Were you trying to kill me with that picture? When I wouldn't see you for days?" he asked, rushing up to Hayley and pushing her back on the bed. He began pressing kisses to her neck and jaw as she tried to answer. "If anyone was trying to kill anyone, it was you. My picture doesn't even compete with the ones you sent me," she replied, dragging his face to her so they could kiss properly. "Not true," he rasped, removing his lips from her while his hands went to the tie on the robe. "I've been picturing you in my head for so long. That picture was better than anything my imagination might have thought up."
"Wha-?" she began before the two halves of the robe were shoved to the side and his mouth went to one nipple, sucking it as the other was rolled between his fingers. "Oh my god".

"Been wanting to touch you, to taste you for so long," Andrade whispered between kisses all over Hayley's chest. One of his hands trailed down to her slit, moaning when he felt the moisture that had gathered there. "Andrade," she moaned, arching her hips into his hand as he pushed two fingers inside of me. "Shhh," he nipped at her neck as she rolled her hips. "Relax". Once again, easier said than done. He started pumping his fingers into her, curling them on every thrust in. The palm of his hand rubbed against Hayley's clit as he continued, his mouth once more falling to her chest.

"Andrade, I'm gonne come," Hayley shrieked when he thrust his fingers in harder than before. "Come for me. Please," he whispered, biting at her shoulder and curling his fingers once more. Her hands scrambled for purchase on his shoulders, his back, tensing up before she came. Wave after wave of her orgasm was wracking Hayley's body. Andrade smiled lazily, removing his fingers from her heat and pressing them to his mouth, moaning at the taste.

The smile on his face changed to an expression of shock when she pushed on his shoulder, flipping the two over as she was straddling his waist. The robe was removed all the way, thrown across the room before Hayley's nails would run down Andrade's chest. "You've been thinking about me?" she asked, leaning down to nip at his neck. When he nodded his head, she continued, sitting back up. "I've been thinking about you, too," Hayley told him, one of her hands dipping into the waistband of his sweatpants. "For a while," she added, fingers curling around the base of his cock.

She slid backwards off his hips, pulling his pants and boxers with her before settling in the space between his legs. He stared down as Hayley lowered her mouth to the tip of his cock, slowly enveloping him in and out of her lips. "Shit," Andrade groaned, one of his hands automatically tangling in her brown locks. A smirk came about as she took as much of him into her mouth as possible. When the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, Hayley hummed around him, pulling back slowly. She did this a couple of times before he pulled me off of him, panting.

Hayley smiled down at him, once more straddling his hips. One of his hands grabbed her hip, the other holding the base of his cock as she rose up and sank down slowly on his length. He let out an animalistic groan when both hips met, him buried to the hilt inside of Hayley. She rolled her hips slowly before starting to bounce on his cock. Both of Andrade's hands shot out to her hips, assisting in the movements while he thrusted up into Hayley. Soon, the two were moaning wildly. He flipped Hayley over and a hard, deep thrust came to follow, bringing a hand to Hayley's clit. "Come for me again, please," Andrade whispered against her lips, adding slight pressure to her clit as both lips met once more.

She came with a muffled wail, Andrade swallowing all the sounds as their lips stayed pressed together. His hips stuttered as Hayley was coming down from her orgasm and he came deep inside of her, warmth spreading through as he slumped forward, pressing their foreheads together. "Should I send you dirty pictures more often?" Hayley jokingly asked, running a hand through his hair. Andrade chuckled, pulling away to plop down next to her. "Please do"

A/N: so this was for my girl, OneRepublicFan2107 , I hope you liked 💓. I found it to be pretty funny to write. Weird right? I don't know but the whole idea of it was looks wOW so a nude leads to sex? wACK but okay. HAHA but, Andradley feels are kicking in since of course the couple of Sparks Fly is so cute!! Anyways thanks for reading, comments and votes would be greatly appreciated 🧡 with much love xx ashley💛