Title: BABYDOLL
"All Ego Meets Pink Energy – Heat in the Ring"
🎀All Ego Ethan Page x innocent cute pink sexy Bimbo!Wrestler OC (Blue )🎀 my first wrestling fanfic and more to comeeeeee <333
Summary: Desc: Blue didn't know why but she had always gravitated towards WWE NXT despite it being such a "masculine" line of work, she liked the fashion styles women would wear in their gear, certain moves they did, but also the absolute eye candy that came with the job aswell, especially when she was a teenager. But she had her favorite piece of eye candy. Her trainer/coach Ethan...whom she could never get her mind off of the millisecond she started wrestling but of course, there were always other women flocking towards him & getting in her way so now was the perfect time to step up & show off the very skills Ethan Page had taught her once she was signed in.
Please enjoy xoxo 💋
The arena lights were blinding, but all Blue could see was Ethan. The way he moved in his All Ego swagger made her stomach twist with a delicious mix of nerves and want. She tugged at her pigtails, feeling the soft bounce of her pink hair ties, her tiny crop top and sparkly gear hugging her curves in all the right places.
Ethan’s eyes locked on her as he circled, smirking. “You ready to show me what you’ve got, sweetheart?” His voice was low, dripping with mischief.
Blue bit her lip, shuffling closer, trying not to melt at the thought of his hands on her. “I… I’m ready,” she whispered, though her giggle gave away just how nervous—and excited—she really was.
The bell rang, and they circled each other like predators, teasing, testing. Ethan lunged playfully, grabbing her waist to keep her steady—but his hands lingered a little too long, thumbs brushing against her toned stomach, fingers tracing just above her hips. Blue gasped, heart hammering.
“Careful, Blue,” he murmured, voice husky. “You’re way too… distracting.”
Distracting? She felt his chest press closer as he leaned in, heat radiating into her. She wiggled under his touch, giggling, and his hands slid down her sides, brushing against the curve of her thighs through her pink tights. “Mm… you feel amazing,” he whispered, voice dropping low, sending shivers down her spine.
Blue tried to focus, to flip him in the match—but Ethan’s touch was driving her wild. Every time she got near, he’d grab her—her waist, her hips, even sliding a hand up her back under her gear to the small of her spine—and she could barely think straight.
“Come on, show me what you learned,” he teased, pressing her back against the ropes. His hands lingered on her hips, his thumbs brushing the curve of her ass. Blue squirmed, trying to regain control, but her little pink-clad body responded exactly how he wanted.
“I… I can… I got this!” she squeaked, trying to wrestle him down.
Ethan’s hands moved with her, guiding her, teasing, trapping her in ways that made her breath hitch. “Oh, I know you do… and I love it when you try,” he murmured, leaning so close she could feel his chest against hers. His lips brushed her hair, nipping lightly at her ear, and she shivered, pigtails swinging.
When Blue finally flipped him, landing on top with a triumphant grin, Ethan groaned, letting his hands roam over her waist and thighs before catching her gaze. His smirk was wicked. “Damn… you’ve got the moves and the curves. Dangerous combination.”
Blue’s cheeks burned pink, lips parted in a mix of excitement and arousal. “Careful… I might keep getting close if you keep touching me like that,” she teased, her voice shaking.
“Oh, Blue…” he purred, pressing closer. “You already have me completely under control.”
The crowd roared, oblivious to the sizzling chemistry between them. Every touch, every brush of his hands over her curves, every whispered word had her heart racing and her mind spinning. Blue knew one thing for certain: once the bell rang off, this was far from over… and she was ready for every flirty, teasing, touch-filled second of it. Blue grinned devilishly as she landed on top of Ethan, straddling his hips in the center of the ring. Her sparkly pink gear shimmered under the arena lights, her pigtails bouncing as she playfully twirled them around her fingers.
“Mm… look at you,” Ethan groaned, hands resting on her waist but unable to resist inching up just a little, thumbs brushing the curve of her hips. “You’re way too cute… and way too distracting.”
Blue giggled, biting her lip, a mischievous sparkle in her blue eyes. “Distracting? Oh… am I?” she teased, leaning forward slightly, letting her chest brush against his. She let her fingers play with her pigtails, twirling them teasingly, watching his reaction.
Ethan’s eyes darkened, a low growl rumbling from his chest. “Mm… I can feel every curve, every little movement… you’ve got me trapped, baby.”
Blue leaned closer, giggling breathlessly as she rocked gently on his hips, teasing him with every tiny movement. Her hands traced along his chest, fingertips brushing teasingly, then retreating, making him groan. She tilted her head, biting her lip again, giving him a shy, flirty look that had him losing control.
“You like that?” she whispered, voice soft, innocent—but laced with pure tease. Her pigtails bounced as she shifted slightly, brushing her thighs over him in a way that made his hands twitch.
Ethan groaned, gripping her hips more firmly. “Oh, baby… I love that,” he breathed, his lips brushing her neck, fingers tracing the small of her back. “You’re driving me insane… and I don’t even want it to stop.”
Blue laughed, a soft, airy giggle, leaning down to whisper in his ear. “Good… because I’m just getting started,” she teased, biting her lip again and letting her hands slide up his chest, circling his neck lightly before tugging him closer.
He caught her gaze, smirk curling into something darker, more hungry. “Mm… you’re lucky you’re this cute, because if you weren’t, I’d… oh, I’d show you exactly what I think about that little mouth of yours.”
Blue shivered at the heat in his voice, giggling again as she leaned back, bouncing slightly, teasing him mercilessly. Every movement, every playful touch, every flirty laugh had Ethan completely undone beneath her.
“You’ve got me… completely under control, Blue,” he muttered, voice rough with desire, thumbs brushing over her hips, unable to resist her teasing energy.
Blue leaned down, letting her lips brush his jaw, then whispered softly, “Good… because I kinda like being in charge.”
Ethan groaned, hands gripping her tighter, as the arena lights blazed around them, and the tension between them became a storm of teasing, playful, and undeniably sexy heat.
