Wrestling One-Shots

Ricky Starks

"So, I think that this was a knockout date and I definitely deserve to come inside for a drink. Don't you?" Ricky leans against the doorframe of your hotel room with a grin.

"Oh do you now?" You giggle. "Well, I don't know if it was that good." You tease him. "But, it be wrong to leave you hanging I guess."

Starks is much taller than you are, so you promptly wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down to your level for a kiss.

"Guess that means I'm not coming in then?" Ricky grins to himself and lifts his head back up to normal level.

"Nope, not tonight anyway. You gotta work a little harder than that Ricky." You laugh and push his chest away from the door lightly. "I'll see you tomorrow, Starks." You blow him a playful kiss and lip inside the door before he manages to change your mind.

"Yes, you will." Ricky lets out a hearty laugh and waves as he walks off to his room on a different floor.

Inside your room, you cant keep your smile contained as you make your way to the bathroom to take your makeup off and change out of your dress. This whole night was one big whirlwind of fun and decisions that are sure to bite you in the ass later. But right now you don't really care much.

It all started a week ago when you arrived in Jacksonville to spend some time with your dad and see about a potential backstage job in AEW as a broadcaster to replace JR while he's out for a few months.

"Y/N, is that you? Come over here and say hi to your old man!" Taz spots you almost instantly when you arrive at Daily's place for your interview.

"Hey, dad!" You speed walk over to him and are immediately embraced in a hug.

"You look, gorgeous sweetie, I'm loving the new hair." Taz compliments you on your new look.

"Thanks, dad, its good to see you." You giggle. "Thanks so much for setting this interview up for me."

"Of course!" Taz nods. "Anything for my little girl." He insists. "Now come on, I'll give you the grand tour."

"Alright." You giggle again and follow behind him.

Taz takes you through the arena so you can get a good look at how the backstage area works and runs before you go in for your interview. Then as the last stop, he drops you off at the main office doors.

"Good luck sweetie, go knock 'em dead!" He urges you on.

"Thanks, dad!" You nod and head inside.

Your interview goes well and you have a good feeling that you'll be getting the job. When you come back out of the office you find a handsome stranger lingering outside the door.

"Hey! Oh, wow." The guy looks you up and down. "You ain't Taz's daughter are you?" He asks you with a curious grin.

"Yeah, I'm Y/N." You nod. "Who are you?" You raise a brow at him blatantly eyeing you up.

"Ricky Starks, gorgeous." The strange introduces himself. "Damn, I mean no disrespect sugar but you are stunning!" Ricky shakes his head.

"Thanks!" You laugh, a sucker for attention. "As you can see I get all my looks from my mom."

"Well, that's for damn sure." Ricky nods. "Anyway, hottie aside. Your dad wanted me to come get you." He explains.

"Oh, alright then. Lead the way then Cassanova." You wink at Ricky with a small giggle.

"Oh, you are definitely trouble, sugar." Ricky laughs and shakes his head.

"Yeah but the best kind." You wink again with a flirty smile.

Ricky takes you back to the locker room where you meet up with your dad and Will Hobbs as well as Brian Cage.

"There she is!" Taz beams when you come through the door. "How'd it go, sweetie?"

"I think it went well." You nod. "They said they'd get back to me tomorrow morning." You repeat what you were told before you left.

"That's great!" Taz beams again. "My daughter, the new voice of AEW!" 

"Dad stop!" You shake your head. "I haven't even gotten the job yet."

"You will!" Taz insists. "My daughter is much too charming and quick to be passed up for all those other losers."

"Okay okay, you can stop now." You laugh as blush dusts your cheeks.

You hang out in the locker room for a bit until Taz gets called for an emergency staff meeting and you are left with Ricky and Brian for a little bit. As soon as Taz is out the door Ricky saunters back up to you.

"So, it looks like I get to see a lot more of you now!" Ricky slides down next to you with a grin. "Very lucky for you." 

"Is it?" You turn to him with a grin. "Mind telling me the benefits?" You tease him.

"Ooh sugar, there are so many." Ricky licks his lips. "How about we start small, dinner?" He suggests. "My treat."

"Naturally." You reply. "Depends, I should warn you, I have expensive taste." You warn him playfully.

"Oh, I'd expect no less." Ricky purrs. "Give me your room number, dinner at 9."

"Sounds like a plan. I look forward to seeing if you can keep up with me." You take out your pen and write your room number on Ricky's hand before you head out.

You shoot Taz a text on your way out telling him that you'll see him in the morning for breakfast and head back to the hotel.

Back in the locker room Ricky sighs heavily once you're gone and looks over at Brian who has been silent the whole time.

"You're awfully quiet today." Ricky comments.

"Just watching you dig your own grave is all." Brian shrugs. "Taz catches you talking like that to his daughter and you're getting your ass kicked." He warns Ricky.

"So I won't get caught then." Ricky shrugs it off. "That girl is way too fine to just pass up like that."

"Your funeral." Brian shakes his head.

Later in the night and you've showered and put on your best black dress that you brought with you. And you almost can't hide your excitement when someone knocks on the door. You walk over and open it up to reveal a sharply dressed Ricky on the other side of the door.

"Wow, if you looked good before sugar." Ricky shakes his head.

"You don't look too bad yourself, handsome." You repay the compliment.

"Shall we then?" Ricky holds his arm out to you. "I made reservations at this nice place downtown. One of the best seats in the house." He brags.

"Ooh, sounds delightful." You grin and take his arm. "I cant wait to see how long you last."

"Oh, you're in for a surprise then, sugar." Ricky grins with a chuckle.

"I hope so." You laugh with him.