Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Bayley, Platonic Bayley & Dakota Kai, background Shayna Baszler x Dakota Kai
Word count: 1.7k
Author's note: set after Raw 3/20/23. thank you so so much to my lovely prism trap anon for the idea for this fic. i am so sorry it took me forever to write it, but i hope you enjoy!
read this fic on ao3 here.
Dakota is smirking at Bayley the moment they step through the curtain backstage. “You okay?” the Kiwi girl asks, raising an eyebrow. “You look a little flushed.”
“I do not,” Bayley insists, but one look at her reflection in a nearby mirror and she realizes that Dakota is right.
“Hey, I’m not saying I blame you,” Dakota says. “She went all in on that pin. I would be flustered too."
Bayley starts to say something, when she suddenly catches sight of Rhea coming around the corner. "Hey, nice job out there tonight," the Aussie woman says, her gaze focused on Bayley.
"Thanks, you too," Bayley manages to reply without stumbling over her words.
Rhea's lips move into a sly smirk, as she presses a flat piece of plastic into Bayley's palm. Bayley looks down to find a key card for a hotel room, nearly identical to the one in her own bag. "Room 515," Rhea says. "If you're interested."
Bayley wants to ask what Rhea is implying, but Damian calls out to Rhea from the other end of the hallway and Rhea shoots Bayley a final, knowing smile before walking past them to her stablemate.
Dakota giggles, grinning at her teammate. "Shut up," Bayley says through gritted teeth.
"Are you gonna go?" Dakota asks, even though her smirk clearly says that she knows the answer to her question.
Bayley shrugs, trying to act casual. "Maybe," she says.
"You should go," Dakota insists.
Realizing that Dakota isn't going to drop the subject, Bayley sighs. "I'll think about it," she finally says. "Ready to go?"
Dakota picks up her bag and nods. "Yeah," she says. "I want to call Shayna before it gets to be too late."
"Any idea if she's going to be on the card at Mania?" Bayley asks as she and Dakota make their way to the arena exit.
Shaking her head, Dakota lets out a sigh. "Nope," she says. "Last I heard, there was talk of adding her and Ronda to the women's showcase match, but it depends on how long Ronda's injury is going to take to heal."
Bayley gives a sympathetic nod, remembering all too well the feeling of being left off of the biggest show of the year. "How's she handling it?" she asks Dakota. Though Bayley and Shayna haven't worked together much, a friendship began to form between them when Dakota returned alongside Bayley at SummerSlam.
"She's taking the situation better than I expected," Dakota says. "I mean, she's frustrated, of course. But she's holding out hope that things work out." They arrive at the rental car and Dakota climbs into the passenger seat, letting Bayley drive. The car is silent for the first few minutes of the drive, before Dakota speaks up again. "So, are you going to go?" she asks.
Bayley doesn't need to ask what Dakota is referring to. She feels the keycard practically burning a hole in her pocket. "I don't know. Part of me wants to go," she admits. "But I don't know what to expect, or what she wants from me."
Dakota raises an eyebrow. "It's Rhea," she says. "I think you can probably guess."
"But that's the thing," Bayley says with a sigh. "I don't want Rhea to think of me as just another one-night stand. I'm not saying I necessarily want something serious, but I'm not exactly into the idea of hooking up one night in a hotel room, and then pretending that it never happened." She lets out another sigh as she pulls into the parking lot.
"Who says it has to be about what she wants from you?" Dakota asks. "Just because she's inviting you to her room, doesn't mean you just have to give in to whatever she says. It's about you, as much as it's about her."
Bayley gives Dakota a look. "So you're saying I should try to be in charge?" she asks. "Because I have a feeling Rhea isn't the kind of person who likes to submit to anyone."
"Well, it doesn't hurt to make the suggestion," Dakota says, as they both climb out of the car and grab their bags. She looks at Bayley as they walk into the hotel and cross the foyer to the elevators. "But I can't tell you what to do. You have to decide for yourself." She pauses for a moment, before speaking again. "But ask yourself if you're going to regret not going more or less than you think you would regret going."
So that's what Bayley thinks about as she and Dakota enter the hotel room that they're sharing. It's what she thinks about as she takes off her gear and showers, washes off her makeup and gets dressed in sweatpants and an old t-shirt.
And it's what she thinks about as she grabs her phone and two room keys, and quietly slips out the door, not wanting to interrupt Dakota, who's on FaceTime with Shayna. Before she has a chance to talk herself out of it, Bayley walks down the hallway to the elevator, goes up two floors, and emerges on the fifth floor of the hotel. She walks down the hall, stopping in front of the room marked with the number 515.
Is she going to regret doing this? Possibly. But would she regret not doing it? Almost certainly. So Bayley takes a deep breath, lets it out, scans the room key, and enters the room, pocketing the key as she steps inside.
Rhea is sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes on the door. "So you decided to take me up on my offer," she says.
Bayley closes the door behind her, but stays next to the exit, unsure of her place in this situation. "I did," she says slowly. "Though I have to admit, I'm not quite sure what your offer entails.
A sly smirk finds its way onto Rhea's lips. "You're a smart girl," she teases as she stands up from the bed, slowly making her way across the room to where Bayley is hovering by the door. "I'm sure you can figure it out."
Rhea runs her hands up Bayley's sides and leans in close. "I'm going to kiss you now," she whispers, her lips just inches Bayley's ear.
And Bayley isn't going to object, melting into Rhea as the younger woman kisses her. It's not a soft or tender kiss by any means, but neither is Rhea. The kiss is slow and fierce, Rhea teasing into Bayley's mouth with her tongue. Her hands make their way to Bayley's shoulders and she pushes Bayley against the door.
Bayley's response is naturally to push back against Rhea, forcing her against the nearest wall, never breaking from the kiss. There's tension between them, a power struggle as the two dominant women fight for control.
Suddenly, Rhea steps back. "Why are we doing this?" she says with a sigh. "We're both sore and exhausted. This certainly isn't going to help anything."
"Hey, you're the one who invited me here," Bayley points out. "But you make a fair point."
For a moment, they just stare at each other. Then, Rhea wraps her hand around Bayley's wrist and tugs her over to the bed. They collapse onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, and Bayley's lips find Rhea's instinctively.
Bayley doesn't remember much from the next several minutes, but she remembers a few things: Rhea's tongue teasing into her mouth. Her fingers in Rhea's hair. Rhea's breath against her neck.
When they finally break apart, and Bayley tries to stand up and return to her room for the night, Rhea pulls her back down onto the bed beside her. "Stay," she says. "Please. Stay with me for the night."
And Bayley can't say no to that accent, so she settles back in beside Rhea. "Dakota is never going to let me hear the end of this," she says with a sigh.
Rhea laughs, wrapping her arms around Bayley's torso. "Shayna is going to tease me for days if Dakota tells her about this," she says. "But then again, we gave them so much crap when they first got together, so I suppose it's only fair."
Bayley laughs, resting her head on Rhea's chest. They stay curled up together, Bayley in Rhea's arms until they fall asleep, and they wake up the same way. Bayley wouldn't mind spending all day in bed with Rhea, but they both have flights to get to, so Bayley settles for a lingering kiss and a promise that they'll text each other before their flights leave.
She's just about to leave Rhea's hotel room when the Aussie woman places a hand on her shoulder. "Can I take you out?" she asks, and her voice is hesitant and shy in a way that makes Bayley's heart skip a beat. "On a real date, I mean. Not just making out in a hotel room."
"Well, I didn't have any problems with making out in a hotel room," Bayley teases. "But yes, I would love to go on a date with you."
Rhea smiles shyly, placing a soft kiss on Bayley's lips and promising to call her tonight. Bayley feels like she's floating as she returns to her room.
Dakota is sitting criss cross at the edge of her bed when Bayley returns. "Something you want to tell me?" she asks, a knowing grin on her face.
As much as she tries to hide it, a giddy smile finds its way onto Bayley's face, accompanied by a faint blush. She nods, which prompts Dakota to let out an excited squeal and jump up from the bed. Bayley lets Dakota tug her over to the bed and sits down. "So how was it?" Dakota asks eagerly.
"It was amazing," Bayley says, prompting Dakota to let out another squeak of excitement. "We didn't go too far because we were both tired, but we made out a bit. And then we cuddled for a while."
Dakota watches her friend with bright eyes, not missing the pink flush in Bayley's cheeks. "Anything else?" she asks, almost as if she knows there's more to the story.
Bayley nods. "She asked me out," she says. "On a date."
"See, I told you going over there was a good idea," Dakota says with a satisfied smirk. Then her expression softened into a fond smile. "I'm glad you're happy," she says. "You deserve it. Both of you do."
Bayley smiles at her teammate. "Thanks for convincing me to go," she says.
"Anytime," Dakota replies. "You know I've always got your back."
Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Dakota Kai x Shayna Baszler
Word count: 3.5k
Author’s note: i swear i planned for this to be 1,000 words max. but as i often do, i got carried away. so welcome to the latest installment of the prism trap saga. read this and this for context. part 1 features various negotiations and discussions of BDSM and kink. part 2 will get spicy, so don’t worry that content is coming eventually. many thanks to my wonderful prism trap anon for the many ideas for this fic.
It starts, as most confessions do, with alcohol. Rhea, Dakota, and Shayna are sitting in Rhea's living room and Dakota has had a couple of drinks. "Shayna, you'll never believe what Rhea did to me last week," Dakota says, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed a light pink.
"Oh really?" Shayna asks from the armchair she's sitting in, a faint smirk on her lips. "What did she do?"
"Kota," Rhea interjects, trying to put the brakes on whatever Dakota is about to say next. "Is this really necessary?" Internally though, Rhea knows that she doesn't hate this. Not when she sees the excitement in Dakota's eyes, the knowing smile on Shayna's lips.
Dakota lets out a giggle. "Please Rhea?" she asks, making wide, pleading eyes at her girlfriend. "It's not like she doesn't already know kind of the things we do."
Rhea sighs, knowing that Dakota has a valid point. "Fine," she gives in. "Go ahead baby, tell her what we did." She pulls Dakota close to her on the couch, wrapping an arm around the smaller girl's waist.
Dakota turns to Shayna. "So, you know how Rhea has her prism trap submission?" she asks. Shayna nods, and Dakota's smile grows as she continues. "Well, she put me in a similar hold, and then she gave me her strap while I was in the hold."
Shayna grins, glancing at Rhea's pink cheeks. "It's funny that you mention that," she says. "I'm the one who helped her figure out that version of the prism trap." Dakota's eyes widen in surprise. "Where did you think she learned it?" Shayna asks.
"Honestly, I didn't really think about that," Dakota admits. "But thank you for helping her with it." She takes another sip of her drink. "I would love to see what you two worked on," she adds.
"I'm pretty sure that's the alcohol talking," Rhea says. "Since you know what it's like baby."
Dakota looks up at Rhea with bright eyes. "But I want to see what it looks like," she says. "Please?"
Shayna and Rhea exchange a look, and Shayna gives a small shrug. "Not while we've been drinking," she says. "But I don't see why not." Dakota gives a little squeal of excitement, and Shayna smiles at her.
Throughout their exchange, Rhea feels her cheeks getting hot and she wants to tell them both to shut up and stop embarrassing her. But then she sees the smile on Dakota's face, and the flicker of curiosity in Shayna's eyes, and she decides that just this once, she'll let her two favorite people have this one.
Shayna's gaze darts over in Rhea's direction, the two of them making eye contact for a moment before turning their attention back to Dakota. "Since we're apparently sharing secrets tonight," Rhea begins, locking eyes with Dakota. "I think it's worth mentioning that Shayna and I did some things together, before you and I met." As she talks, she takes the drink out of Dakota's hand and replaces it with a glass of water.
"I kind of suspected," Dakota says, taking a sip. "Why did you two stop?"
Rhea and Shayna share a quick smile. "Well in case you haven't noticed, we're both very dominant," Shayna says. "And it was a constant power struggle. I mean, don't get me wrong, we had fun. But it just didn't work enough for it to be something that lasted a long time."
Dakota is quiet for a moment, and Rhea can see the wheels turning in her head. "What are you thinking about baby?" she asks.
A few more seconds tick by before Dakota answers. "What if you tried again?" she asks. "The two of you, I mean."
Rhea furrows her brows in confusion. "Kota, are you trying to say you don't want to be together?" she asks.
Dakota shakes her head quickly. "No, definitely not that," she says, her eyes wide. "I mean..." she trails off, looking down at her hands. "Never mind, forget I said anything."
"Hey, you can tell us," Rhea says, lifting Dakota's chin and looking into her eyes. "We won't judge you. We'll just listen."
A faint blush paints Dakota's cheeks. "Well, you said that it didn't work between you guys because you're both dominant," she begins. "But what if you had a submissive?"
The room is silent, Rhea and Shayna both taking a moment to process Dakota's words. "Dakota, what are you suggesting?" Shayna asks.
"You," Dakota begins, pointing at Shayna. "You," she continues, pointing at Rhea. "And me."
Rhea's breath momentarily catches in her throat. "You would be okay with that?" she asks Dakota. "With adding another person in?"
Dakota nods. "I wouldn't be suggesting it if I wasn't okay with it," she says. "But I do want to make it clear that I'm not talking about a friends with benefits situation here." She turns to look at Rhea. "What you and I have is real. It's about love and trust, not just sex. And if you are okay with it, I want the three of us to have that."
Rhea is silent for a few minutes before she finally speaks. "How long have you been wanting to do this?" she asks.
"Do what?" Dakota questions. "Add someone else to our relationship?" Rhea shakes her head, and Shayna's expression changes.
"She means me," Shayna says, and the look on Rhea's face tells Shayna that she was right in her understanding of Rhea's question. "How long have you wanted me to join you?"
Now it's Dakota's turn to be quiet, hesitating for a moment before responding. "Since War Games," she admits. "I mean, I told Rhea when we first started dating that I was open to polyamory. But you specifically? War Games."
Shayna looks at Rhea, and the two exchange a small, knowing smile. "Why didn't you say anything?" Shayna asks. "You've been holding onto this for a long time."
Dakota squirms a little, taking another sip of water. "I didn't know how you would react," she says. "I didn't want to make assumptions about your history with each other, and I didn't want either of you to feel like I was pushing you to share anything you didn't want to share." She looks up at them, trying to read their expressions. "Well? Are you two just going to leave me hanging here?"
Rhea lets out a small laugh. "Baby, I had a feeling you were interested in both of us," she says. Dakota's jaw drops in surprise, and Rhea's smile grows. "You're not exactly subtle about your feelings," she explains.
"And you didn't think to say anything to me?" Dakota asks, still trying to process the fact that her secret feelings weren't actually a secret.
"Okay, in hindsight maybe I should have said something," Rhea says. She turns to look at Shayna. "Well, do you have any feelings that you would like to share?"
For the first time that night, Shayna is the one blushing, playing with the drawstrings of her hoodie. "I mean, I'll admit that I've thought about what it would be like with you," she says, locking eyes with Dakota. She shifts her gaze to Rhea. "And I think you and I both know that our feelings from before didn't go away."
Dakota smiles, her eyes bright. "So?" she asks. "What do you think?"
There's a moment of silence that hangs between the three of them. "I'm willing to try," Rhea says. "I would be lying if I said I've never thought about it."
Shayna nods. "Same here," she says. "And I know you two probably have things that are yours and yours only. I don't want to impose or get in the way. So if I overstep, please tell me."
Rhea slides over on the couch, making space on the other side of Dakota. She locks eyes with Shayna and nods, inviting her to join them. "If we're going to do this," Rhea begins as Shayna sits down with them. "Then I want to make sure we do this right. I feel like we need to sit down, establish boundaries, negotiate needs and expectations. And I'm not just talking about the sex and kink stuff, although that is part of it. I'm talking all of it."
"I agree," Dakota says. "But I don't think that's a conversation that we need to have tonight. It's getting late, and we have all been drinking."
"How about we talk over breakfast tomorrow?" Rhea suggests. Dakota nods, and Rhea leans down to whisper something in the Kiwi girl's ear. A shy smile appears on Dakota's face, and she nods again. "Why don't you spend the night with us?" Rhea asks, directing her attention to Shayna.
Shayna hesitates, caught off guard. "I don't have any of my stuff with me," she says.
"We have stuff you can use," Rhea says. "And our bed is plenty big enough for all three of us. Just be warned, Dakota gets very clingy while she's sleeping."
"It's not my fault you steal all the blankets!" Dakota protests. "I get cold at night!"
Shayna laughs. "I think I'll be just fine," she says. "But are you sure you're okay with that? I mean, that's a big step to take this soon."
Rhea gives Shayna a look. "First, it's not like I'm suggesting you fuck her," she says. "Well, not yet anyway," she adds with a little smirk. "And second, Dakota said earlier that she wants the three of us to have something real. And that means trust. So I need you to trust me when I say that I want to go all in with this, and know that I will set boundaries where they need to be set. But this isn't one of those things."
Shayna nods slowly. "Okay," she says, her shoulders relaxing as some of her anxiety leaves her body.
Gently, Rhea pulls her arms away from Dakota's body, giving the smaller girl a soft nudge towards Shayna. She nods at Dakota, giving her a smile of encouragement.
Dakota turns to Shayna. "Do you mind?" she asks, testing the waters. Shayna nods, opening her arms and letting Dakota close. "It's okay," Dakota says, feeling Shayna's hesitation. "Rhea wasn't lying about me being a cuddler."
Shayna smiles. "That doesn't surprise me in the least," she says, wrapping her arms around Dakota's body. Dakota looks up to meet Shayna's eyes. "Can I kiss you?" Shayna asks quietly. Dakota nods, and Shayna leans down to close the gap between them.
The first kiss between them is soft and careful, neither one of them wanting to push the other too far. They pull away from each other for just a moment. And then, to the surprise of all three of them, Dakota leans back in, guiding Shayna's lips to meet her own. This time the kiss is longer, and Shayna's fingers get tangled in Dakota's hair.
When they separate again, Dakota is quiet and her cheeks are flushed pink. "That was," she starts to say. "Wow."
Shayna laughs a little, and she lets Dakota's head rest against her chest. Turning towards the other end of the couch she sees Rhea watching them with a smile. "How are you doing over there?" she asks.
"Oh I'm wonderful," Rhea says. She slides over to join them on the couch. "Mind if I join?" Dakota's eyes light up and Rhea tugs her close, kissing her in a way that is familiar and warm. They pull apart and Dakota slides over to the other side of Rhea, nudging her closer to Shayna. "You sure?" Rhea asks, and Dakota nods. Rhea turns to look at Shayna. "Can I?" she asks.
Shayna nods. "Yes," she says, her voice quiet and shy. Rhea wastes no time in closing the distance between them. There's a moment of struggle, of fighting for control between the two dominant women before they seem to fall into place. The kiss is long, and Dakota can't tear her eyes away from them.
When they pull away from each other, Shayna looks over Rhea's shoulder at Dakota, who has been watching them with a fond smile on her face. Dakota blushes, but doesn't look away.
They go upstairs, and as the three of them get ready for bed, there is a distinct lack of discomfort. Instead, it feels like the last piece of a puzzle has been added, and it's now complete. And when they climb into bed, Dakota slides under the covers between Rhea and Shayna, and it just feels good.
Rhea wasn't kidding when she said that Dakota is clingy in bed. Shayna wakes up to find Dakota's limbs tangled in her own, and she can't help but smile at the sight of the pink-haired girl blinking her eyes open.
"Good morning," Shayna says, pushing a piece of Dakota's hair to the side, looking into the smaller girl's eyes.
Dakota smiles up at Shayna. "Morning," she says, her voice still sleepy. "How did you sleep?"
"Better than I have in months," Shayna says as Dakota slowly sits up.
The door swings open and Rhea pokes her head in. "Oh good, you're both awake," she says. "Breakfast is ready."
They sit down for breakfast, and for a few minutes nobody says anything. Finally, Dakota speaks up. "So, I guess we should talk?" she asks.
"Absolutely," Rhea says. She looks across the table at Dakota. "Would you rather start with the relationship stuff or the sex stuff?" she asks.
Dakota hesitates, caught off guard by the question. "Probably the relationship stuff," she says, her voice a little timid. "Although I don't know how much there is to talk about. We all like each other, and while I can only speak for myself, I don't have any concerns about anyone becoming a third wheel." She turns her attention towards Shayna. "I know that Rhea and I have been together, but that doesn't minimize any feelings I have for you."
Rhea smiles fondly at Dakota. "I agree," she says. "Even just last night, everything felt right and complete."
"I'm glad you two are both feeling good about this," Shayna says. "My only concern is that I don't want to overstep. You two have already built a relationship together. I don't know what things you want to keep between the two of you."
Rhea and Dakota lock eyes for a moment, and a silent conversation passes between them. "When I said I wanted this," Dakota begins. "I meant all of it. There's nothing that Rhea and I have that I don't also want to have with you."
Shayna starts to protest, but Rhea stops her. "You can follow my lead," she says, her voice reassuring. "I know you might mess up, and that's okay. We'll figure it out as we go along."
Silence hangs in the air for a moment, and then Shayna nods. "Okay," she says. "But if I do something wrong, you have to tell me."
"I will," Rhea says quickly. She stands briefly, refilling their coffee mugs before returning to the table. "So now that we've covered that, should we discuss the sex stuff?" She looks at Dakota, who is suddenly very interested in the kitchen table. Rhea taps the table in front of Dakota. "Hey, what are you thinking baby?" she asks.
Dakota looks up, her cheeks pink. "I don't really know how to talk about this stuff," she says. "I mean, I know we've talked about it before, but its been a while since we've really talked in detail."
Rhea smiles fondly, giving Dakota's hand a squeeze. "Why don't I talk, and you let me know if I'm missing anything?" she suggests. Dakota nods, and Rhea turns to Shayna. "As you can probably tell, she's easily flustered," she says.
A small smile forms on Shayna's face. "Yeah, I gathered," she says. Dakota lets out a sound, something between a squeak and a whine, the flush in her cheeks deepening. "Don't worry, it's adorable," Shayna says, smiling at Dakota, who only squirms in response.
"That's what I'm always telling her," Rhea says, and they both laugh.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Dakota asks, but she's smiling and her eyes are bright with a nervous excitement.
Rhea gives Dakota's hand another squeeze. "So," she says, returning back to the subject at hand. "How much do you know about BDSM?" she asks Shayna.
"I know enough of the basics," Shayna says. "I've never been in a relationship with a serious dynamic like you two, but I'm definitely not new to the concept and I've done enough to know basic safety stuff." She turns to Rhea. "I'm guessing you two don't swap roles?" she asks.
Rhea nods. "Yeah," she says. "And you're only a dom?" she asks.
"Except for a couple of nights on the independent circuit, yes." Shayna takes another sip of coffee. "I mean, I can be submissive if I have to. But I prefer not to be."
Threading Dakota's fingers in her own, Rhea nods. "So, anything in particular that you like, or don't like?" she asks.
Shayna thinks for a moment. "I'm good with bondage," she says. "Less so with gags." Dakota breathes a sigh of relief, and Shayna raises an eyebrow. "I'm guessing you feel the same way there?" she asks.
Dakota nods. "The idea of not being able to make a sound..." she trails off, shuddering slightly. "Not appealing at all." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone, tapping the screen a few times before sliding it across the table to Shayna. "There's my list," she says.
On the screen is a list that details Dakota's comfort level with various aspects of BDSM and kink, color coded and organized in a way that only she could have thought of. "You just have this with you?" Shayna asks, picking up the phone. Dakota nods, and Shayna smiles fondly at her. "Let's see," she says, scanning the list. She looks up at Dakota and raises an eyebrow. "Spanking, huh? Didn't see that one coming."
"She's full of surprises," Rhea says, making Dakota blush yet again.
Shayna continues to look through the list. There's nothing on it that she hasn't tried before, and Dakota's list of things that are off-limits is surprisingly short: whipping, blood, wax, and choking. All things that Shayna doesn't have any interest in trying. "Why am I not surprised that you've got a praise kink?" she asks, a teasing smile on her face.
Dakota rolls her eyes, but she's biting back a smile. "Rhea said the same thing," she says.
"Oh, it's great," Rhea says. "Especially when you throw some pet names in there. If you think she's cute blushing now, just wait."
Dakota whines, her cheeks pink. "How are you guys able to talk about this so casually?" she asks.
"A lot of nights in hotel rooms together," Shayna says. "Admittedly those conversations were usually the result of a combination of jet lag and alcohol. And yes, you did come up in those conversations a few times."
For some reason, the thought of Rhea and Shayna sitting in a hotel room together discussing BDSM and kink, and her, sends butterflies through Dakota's stomach, and she feels the heat in her cheeks spread to the tips of her ears. "So," she says, trying to change the subject. "About my request from last night. Still want to show me?"
Shayna, who was about to take another bite of food, drops her fork in surprise. "You were serious about that?" she asks, staring at Dakota in shock.
Dakota nods, and Rhea smirks at Shayna with satisfaction. "Told you so," she says, nudging Shayna, who playfully shoves her away. "She wasn't that tipsy last night mate, I told you she was going to bring it up again."
A faint blush comes into Shayna's face. "Hey, if you're not comfortable with it, I understand," Dakota says, placing her hand on top of Shayna's.
"No, I'm fine with it," Shayna says. "I'm just not really used to other people seeing me in a submissive position."
"If it makes you feel better, I really just want to see what you two did when you were figuring it out together," Dakota says. "I'm not asking you to let Rhea fuck you. Unless of course, you want that and she's okay with it," she adds with a little smirk.
Rhea laughs, and Shayna can't help smiling. "I don't think that's what I want," she says. "But showing you what we did to figure it out, I'm okay with." She looks at Rhea. "How about you?" she asks.
"Oh I'm more than okay with that," Rhea says. "Why don't we finish up here and then we can head upstairs. We've got nothing else to do today, and I think it's time to transition from talking about things to actually doing them."
Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Dakota Kai x Shayna Baszler
Word count: 3.2k
Author’s note: spice was promised, so here’s 3,000+ words of spicy, fluffy goodness. once again, big thanks to my lovely prism trap anon for all your amazing ideas.
read part 1 here
They do just that, finishing up their breakfast and going back up the stairs to the bedroom. Shayna helps Rhea get the bed ready, while Dakota slips into the bathroom. They replace the regular gray sheets with smooth red silk ones, removing the comforter from the bed. Rhea pulls a black box out from under the bed and places it in the corner.
Dakota emerges from the bathroom, still wearing the shorts and t-shirt she had slept in. "How are you feeling?" she asks Shayna, giving her hand a quick squeeze.
"A little nervous," Shayna admits. "But I'm okay."
Rhea wraps her arms around Shayna's torso. "I'll guide you through things," she says, reassuring her. Then she turns her attention to Dakota. "I was thinking maybe some light bondage, if you're okay with that."
Dakota nods, her eyes bright. "Wrists and ankles?" she asks.
"Just wrists for today," Rhea says. "We have plenty of time. I want to make sure we're doing this at a good pace for everyone." She sits down on the edge of the mattress, pulling Dakota down onto her lap as Shayna sits down next to her. "Before we do anything though, I want to establish a safeword." She looks at Shayna. "Dakota and I have a couple that we use, and we can absolutely keep those. But if you have one that you would prefer, we can discuss that."
Shayna thinks for a moment. "What do you guys use?" she asks.
"Eevee," Dakota says. "The inspiration for my first ring name. And red is our backup."
"I'm good with that," Shayna says. "I've mostly used the stoplight system, but I'm not sure how familiar with that one you guys are."
Rhea speaks up. "I've used it before," she says. She looks at Dakota. "Do you know what that is, love?" Dakota shakes her head.
"It's pretty simple," Shayna says. "Green means everything is good to keep going. Yellow means pause and check in, catch your breath. And red means full stop immediately."
"That might be good for today," Dakota says. "Since I'm guessing we're going to be checking in pretty frequently."
Rhea absentmindedly plays with Dakota's hair. "We can try using it today and see if you like it," she says. "But you can still use Eevee and we'll take it to mean the same thing as red. Does that sound okay?" Dakota nods.
"One other question before we do anything," Shayna says. "What do you typically do for aftercare?"
"It depends on what we've been doing up until that point," Rhea says. "But usually Dakota looks for some kind of physical touch right away, so after she's out of any restraints used there's usually cuddling for a bit. Sometimes I'll grab a damp cloth to get her cleaned up, especially if we've been going for a while and she's worn out. Eventually she'll need an actual shower, which requires physically carrying her into the shower because once she gets into the cuddling, it's hard to get her to do anything else."
Shayna nods. "That all sounds perfect to me," she says.
Dakota looks from Shayna to Rhea. "So can I see what you guys did now?" she asks, eyes bright with excitement.
"Patience baby," Rhea says, kissing the top of Dakota's head. She turns to Shayna. "Still want to do this?"
Shayna smiles fondly at Dakota, the smaller girl's excitement helping to stop the nervous butterflies in her stomach. "Yes," she says.
Dakota slides off Rhea's lap and sits down on the edge of the bed. Shayna waits for Rhea to stand before following her to the center of the room. "Okay, so it might look a little different since obviously there's a height difference," Rhea explains to Dakota.
"Okay," Dakota says, eyes focused on them. As Rhea guides Shayna into position, Dakota feels something stirring deep within her. Suddenly, Rhea holds onto Shayna's legs and flips the former fighter to her stomach. Dakota sees Rhea's lips moving as she talks to Shayna, but all she can hear is her heart racing as she feels the heat of her desire spreading through her body.
Rhea looks over at Dakota, who is watching with wide eyes. "Like what you see baby?" she asks.
"Yes," Dakota says, her voice airy and her cheeks flushing pink. She bites her lip watches as Rhea gently sets Shayna down and gives her a kiss before helping Shayna back to her feet.
"Oh, you really liked that, didn't you?" Rhea asks Dakota, sitting down next to her. Dakota nods and Rhea smirks. "First sign that she's turned on," she tells Shayna. "If she bites her lip, and her voice sounds all soft and airy."
Shayna raises an eyebrow. "Good to know," she says, sitting down on Dakota's other side.
Dakota squirms a little, flustered by Rhea casually sharing her secrets, but doesn't protest. "Color?" Rhea asks her.
"Green," she replies immediately, and Rhea smiles.
"Why don't we get some of these clothes out of the way?" she suggests. "Is that okay princess?" Dakota nods, blushing at the use of Rhea's favorite nickname for her.
Rhea turns to Shayna. "Don't be afraid to use pet names," she says. "Especially in the beginning of things. They can help her to relax and get comfortable."
Shayna nods. "Can I take care of this, dove?" she asks Dakota, running her fingers along the hem of her t-shirt.
"Yes," Dakota says, her eyes bright with excitement.
"I take it you like that name?" Rhea asks. Dakota nods and Rhea smiles. "Whenever she sees or hears something that she likes or makes her happy, her eyes light up like they did just now," she explains to Shayna.
Slowly, Shayna gently tugs Dakota's t-shirt up over her head to reveal the light pink bra that perfectly matches Dakota's hair, and sets it aside. She runs her thumb over Dakota's flushed cheek. "Is this okay?" she asks quietly. Dakota nods, and Shayna pulls her closer, giving her a soft, tender kiss.
When they pull away from each other, Dakota has a shy smile on her lips. "Can I help you with these baby?" Rhea asks, fingers brushing the waistband of Dakota's shorts. She nods, lifting her hips and letting Rhea slide the fabric down her legs. "Such a needy little thing, aren't you?" Rhea teases, lightly running a finger over the unmistakable dark spot on Dakota's light pink underwear.
"Don't be mean," Dakota whines, cheeks flushing pink with warmth.
Rhea tilts Dakota's chin up towards her, giving her a kiss. "Still doing good?" she asks when they pull apart. Dakota nods. "Color?" Rhea asks.
"Green," Dakota says with no hesitation.
Shayna, slowly gaining more confidence, begins to trace her finger around the edge of Dakota's bra. "Can I take this off?" she asks Dakota, feeling the smaller girl melt into her touch.
"Please," Dakota says, eyes wide and breathing growing heavier.
Rhea runs her fingers through Dakota's hair as Shayna reaches behind her back to unclasp the bra. Dakota lets the garment fall from her shoulders and onto the floor. She feels her cheeks heating up as Shayna gazes at her breasts. "Beautiful," she says.
"You can touch if you want," Dakota says. She slides over to sit on the edge of the bed, between Shayna's legs, her back to Shayna's chest.
Gently, Shayna runs her hands up Dakota's torso, settling on her breasts. "I take it she likes being touched like this?" she asks Rhea, giving them a gentle squeeze.
"Oh she loves it," Rhea says, not missing the blush spreading to Dakota's ears. "Especially if you play with her nipples." Shayna leans in, kissing the side of Dakota's neck, thumbs brushing over the tops of her nipples. A little gasp escapes Dakota's mouth and Rhea smirks. "Just like that," she says. "Seriously, if you want to get her worked up, this is how to do it."
"Seems like she's already pretty worked up," Shayna says, still focusing on Dakota's nipples.
Dakota lets out a flustered whine. "You guys are so mean," she says, but she's smiling and it's clear that she doesn't mind the teasing.
"You know you love it," Rhea says. She brushes her thumb over the front of Dakota's underwear. "Can I get rid of these?" she asks.
"Yes," Dakota manages to say, shuddering as Shayna rolls her nipples between her fingers. "You're really good at this," she says, peaking over her shoulder at Shayna.
Shayna smiles. "I'm glad you think so," she says.
Rhea tugs at the waistband of Dakota's underwear, and the smaller girl lifts her hips so they can be pulled down her legs and onto the floor. Rhea nudges her legs apart, eyes roaming over her dripping slit. "You've got her really worked up," she tells Shayna, who smiles at her words.
"Please," Dakota whispers, blushing under the gaze of both Rhea and Shayna.
"What is it princess?" Rhea asks. "What do you need?"
Dakota lets out a soft moan. "Please make me cum," she whimpers.
Rhea smiles up at her. "Good girl," she coos, watching Dakota's cheeks go from pink to red at the praise. "Such a good girl, telling us what you need." She looks at Shayna. "Do you want to watch first? Or do you want to get your hands on her now?"
"I think I want to watch," Shayna says. "I want to see how you make her feel good."
Nodding, Rhea looks back to Dakota. "How do you want it princess?" she asks. "Do you want my fingers?"
Dakota shakes her head. "Your strap," she says, still shuddering as Shayna continues to play with her nipples.
Rhea smiles. "Okay love, I can do that," she says, standing up and crossing the room to the box in the corner. "Which cuffs do you want?" she asks.
"The padded ones," Dakota manages to answer, trembling with pleasure as Shayna rolls her nipples between her fingers.
Retrieving the cuffs from the box, Rhea makes her way back over, holding not just the cuffs, but a black harness and red strap-on. Shayna watches as Rhea guides Dakota to the center of the bed, leaning her back against the pillows. Without being told, Dakota raises her arms above her head, letting Rhea cuff her wrists to the headboard.
"Out of curiosity," Shayna says. "Why cuff her arms above her head?"
Rhea smirks. "So she can't hide her face," she says. "She's absolutely adorable when you're making her feel good."
Dakota squirms, face flushed as she tugs at the cuffs. "I am not adorable," she insists, watching as Rhea puts on the harness and gets the strap ready.
"Yes you are," Shayna says, leaning in and kissing Dakota. "You're absolutely gorgeous."
A shiver runs up Dakota's spine at Shayna's words, as Rhea nudges her legs apart. "Ready?" she asks Dakota.
"Yes," Dakota breathes, looking up at Rhea with wide eyes. "Please, Rhea." She lifts her legs and wraps them around Rhea's waist as her girlfriend straddles her, the tip of the strap pressing against her entrance.
Rhea smiles down at her. "Alright princess, just relax. Let me make you feel good." Slowly, she slides the strap into Dakota, feeling the smaller girl's heart beating faster. Gripping Dakota's hips for support, she begins to move, her hips rocking as she slides the toy in and out.
"Faster," Dakota gasps, eyes wide as the toy pumps in and out of her. "Please." Rhea does just that, thrusting again and again until Dakota is incoherent, reduced to moaning and gasping.
"Does that feel good, princess?" Rhea asks. "Does it feel good when I fuck you like this?" Dakota nods, shuddering with pleasure. "Want to cum?" Rhea asks.
Dakota's eyes widen and she nods. "Please Rhea, please make me cum," she pleads.
Rhea smiles. "Alright love, show Shayna how good you are and cum for me." Dakota knows she should feel shy about Shayna seeing her like this, but all she can focus on is the wave of pleasure rolling through her body as she climaxes hard, eyes shut and head tilted upwards.
When she comes down from her high, it takes her a moment to catch her breath. As her breathing returns to normal, her eyes flutter open and she sees Rhea standing next to the bed removing the harness. And Shayna, sitting on the bed, looking at her with a fond smile.
Heat rises in Dakota's cheeks and she instinctively tries to hide her blush but her wrists are still cuffed above her head. She ducks her head, a shy smile on her lips.
"How was it baby?" Rhea asks, sitting down with Shayna.
Dakota peeks up at Rhea through her eyelashes. "Really good," she says quietly. "Thank you." She turns to Shayna. "What did you think?" she asks.
"I think you look so pretty when Rhea fucks you like that," Shayna says, not missing the way Dakota squirms. "Can I make you feel good, dove? Or is that too much right now?"
"Please," Dakota says, her voice shy but still eager. "Please Shayna. Make me feel good."
Rhea gives her a soft kiss on her forehead. "Do you want to keep the cuffs on?" she asks. Dakota nods, and Rhea smiles. "Okay love, we'll keep them on."
Shayna settles between Dakota's legs. "How do you want me to make you feel good?" she asks. "With my fingers or my mouth?"
"Both," Dakota answers, her eyes wide with excitement and desire.
Rhea sits on the bed next to Dakota, not touching her, just watching. "Do you want me to talk you through this?" she asks Shayna. "Or do you want to just go for it?"
"Maybe some help once I get going," Shayna replies. "I kind of want to just get started first before trying anything new." Rhea nods, and Shayna turns her attention to Dakota's dripping slit.
Slowly, she drags a single fingernail over her folds, just grazing. Dakota shivers with delight, already sensitive and worked up from everything they've done with her so far. Then, with careful precision, she slides a finger in.
Even though she's pretty sure she knows what Dakota's answer will be, Shayna still has to ask. "Color?"
"Green." The response from Dakota is immediate, and Shayna wastes no time in adding a second finger. She curls her fingers once, testing the waters, and a moan tumbles from Dakota's lips, her hips bucking at the stimulation.
Shayna turns to Rhea. "Okay," she says. "So what works well for her?"
"Don't underestimate what a little bit of pressure on her clit can do," Rhea says. "Just pressing with your thumb, or pinching lightly will get a great reaction from her."
Dakota, who has been blushing practically nonstop since they started this, lets out a flustered whine. "Please," she begs, bucking her hips again.
With her free hand, Shayna gently pinches Dakota's swollen clit between her fingers, and a sound somewhere between a scream and a moan rips from Dakota's throat. "Please, Shayna," she manages to say. "Need your mouth on me."
"Okay princess," Shayna says with a smile, curling the two fingers deep inside Dakota again. She turns to Rhea. "Any advice?" she asks.
"Focus on her clit," Rhea says. "That's where she generally enjoys it the most."
Shayna nods, lowering her face to Dakota's quivering clit. She latches on, sucking and licking with careful, calculated strokes. Her fingers continue to curl and uncurl inside Dakota, who continues to let out desperate moans and gasps of pleasure. Removing her lips from Dakota's clit, she gently blows on the spot where her tongue was a second earlier.
"Please!" Dakota moans, hips bucking at the cool air on her swollen clit. "Please, please make me cum Shayna," she begs, her breathing quickening.
"Okay baby," Shayna says. "Cum for me." She resumes licking at Dakota's clit, her fingers inside still moving with a steady rhythm.
Considering how worked up Dakota already was before Shayna got started with her, it comes as a surprise to no one that it takes less than a minute for Dakota to cum. With one smooth flick of Shayna's tongue over her clit, Dakota felt the wave of pleasure crashing down. She lets out a sound that Rhea has never heard her make before, a scream of pleasure from somewhere deep inside of her.
As Rhea watches Dakota come down from the high of a second orgasm, she realizes that the smaller girl's breathing is more labored than it usually is after she climaxes. "Breathe Kota," she says softly, rubbing her girlfriend's shoulders. "You did so good. Just breathe baby. Can you do that for us?"
It takes a few minutes, but eventually Dakota's breathing returns to normal, and she slumps back against the pillows. "That was," she begins, searching for a word to explain how good Shayna had just made her feel. But her brain is still coming down from everything, and she can't find the right words. "Wow," she finally says.
Shayna sits up, gently rubbing Dakota's thighs. "Did I do okay?" she asks.
"Oh you did way better than that," Dakota reassures her. "That was fucking incredible. That tongue thing you did at the end there? Amazing."
"Remind me to have you teach me that one day," Rhea says to Shayna with a smile. She turns back to Dakota. "Baby, I'm going to grab a washcloth to clean you up okay?"
Dakota nods. "Thank you," she says, smiling as Rhea gives her a soft kiss before disappearing into the bathroom.
Shayna slides up on the bed to sit next to Dakota. "Do you want me to take these off?" she asks, running a finger along one of the cuffs around Dakota's wrists.
"Yes please," Dakota says. Shayna removes the cuffs, and Dakota brings her arms down from above her head.
Rhea returns with two damp washcloths in hand. She uses the first one to gently clean between Dakota's legs, then uses the other one to wipe the sweat from Dakota's forehead. She tosses the washcloths into the hamper, before returning to the bed and sitting down on Dakota's other side.
For a few minutes, no one speaks. Rhea is rubbing Dakota's shoulders and Shayna is playing with her light pink hair. Finally, Dakota speaks up. "So," she begins. "What did you guys think?"
"I thought it was perfect," Rhea says. She looks over at Shayna. "I know you were worried about messing up, but you did a great job. And at least from my perspective, you did a great job with Dakota."
Dakota nods in agreement. "You did so good," she tells Shayna. "Seriously, it was amazing and I absolutely want to experience that again."
Shayna smiles at Dakota, giving her a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. "I'm glad you liked it," she says. "And thank you for helping me," she adds, looking at Rhea.
"You're welcome," Rhea says, reaching across Dakota to give Shayna's hand a squeeze. "Now, what do you need from us princess?" she asks Dakota.
"Cuddles?" Dakota asks hopefully.
Rhea smiles fondly at her. "Of course," she says. And even though the three of them have only been together for a day, they fit together perfectly, a mess of limbs around Dakota, wrapping her in warmth and love.
Some may say that three's a crowd. But here, it's absolutely perfect.
When the box appears on their doorstep one morning, Rhea is positively giddy. She's like a kid on Christmas morning, and as much as Dakota tries to stop Rhea and Shayna from spoiling her like this, she does love seeing how excited Rhea is.
A knock at the front door that afternoon pulls Dakota's focus from her book. "It's open!" Rhea yells from the kitchen. A moment later, the door opens and Shayna steps into the house, leaving her shoes and overnight bag by the door.
"Hi princess," Shayna says, crossing the room to the couch where Dakota is curled up and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
Dakota looks up at Shayna and smiles. "Hi," she says. "I missed you this weekend." Being on different brands often means spending weekends apart, unless they get really lucky and get to do house shows together.
"I missed you too baby," Shayna replies, sitting down next to Dakota on the couch. "But at least now we have a few days to spend together."
Rhea enters the room, bending down to give Shayna a kiss. "My two favorite girls," she says, sitting down on Dakota's other side. "How was your weekend?" she asks.
"Same as usual," Shayna replies with a shrug. "I finally got matches against someone other than Liv."
"They finally listened to you?" Dakota asks. She had witnessed Shayna's growing frustration firsthand, during the weeks of street fight matches with Liv Morgan at house shows.
Shayna nods. "Either that or they realized how much of a liability those damn table spots are."
Reaching across the couch, Rhea gives Shayna's hand a comforting squeeze. "Well, I think I have something to keep us busy for the next few days," she says.
"And what would that be?" Shayna asks. Rhea gives a sly smile, and Shayna's eyes light up. "Is it here?" she asks.
Rhea nods. "It got here this morning," she says. "But I thought it would be more fun to open it together." She turns her attention to the smaller girl sitting between them. "What do you say love?" she asks.
Dakota looks up at her girlfriends, a shy smile forming on her face, her eyes bright with anticipation. "Okay," she says. She lets Shayna take her hand, leading her up the stairs to the bedroom. The bed is already set up, their regular gray cotton sheets replaced by red silk, the blankets and comforter neatly folded in one corner of the room.
Sitting in the center of the bed is a large cardboard box. The outside of the box is completely plain, giving no indication of what is inside. But all three of them know exactly what the box contains.
Dakota sits cross-legged on the bed between the headboard and the box. Shayna settles next to her, perched on the edge of the mattress. Rhea retrieves her small pocket knife from a drawer and carefully slices through the packing tape.
"Remember, we don't have to use everything today," Rhea says, putting the knife away. "There's no need to rush, we have plenty of time."
"And we won't do anything that you're not comfortable with," Shayna adds, looking into Dakota's eyes. "You just say the word and we'll stop."
Dakota nods, the reassuring words from her girlfriends reminding her that she's safe here, that she can be vulnerable. She trusts Rhea and Shayna more than she trusts anyone else.
Sitting down on the bed, Rhea opens the package and begins to remove the contents of the box one at a time, laying them out on the bed. When she's finished, she sets the empty box in the corner of the room. "Well, what do you think?" Rhea asks.
Dakota is silent, eyes slowly moving over the various toys. She reaches a hand out, gingerly running a finger over the red silk rope. "I love them," she says, the faintest hint of a blush on her cheeks. "Thank you so much."
Shayna leans over, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Anything for you, darling," she says.
"See anything you want to start with?" Rhea asks.
Dakota bites her lip, thinking. "I mean, I want to try all of them," she says. "But I don't want to use everything today, and I don't really know how to decide what to start with."
"Let's start with this," Shayna suggests. "Is there anything you see that you know you don't want to use today?" Dakota nods, pointing to the bullet vibrator and the two larger strap-ons. "Okay, so we'll put those away for now," Shayna says. She gathers up the items Dakota had pointed to and places them inside the black box with the rest of their toy collection.
Rhea scans the remaining items: two strap-ons, the blindfold, two different colors of silk rope, the spreader bar, and the nipple clamps. "How do you feel about trying the blindfold?" she asks, running a hand over the pink satin.
"Good," Dakota says, her eyes flashing with excitement. She looks over at Shayna, who is focused on the black nipple clamps, a silver chain connecting them. "Do you want to use them on me?" she asks.
Shayna nods. "So much," she says, leaning in close to Dakota. "You have no idea how many times I've thought of putting those on you since we ordered them." She pulls Dakota close and kisses her, long and slow, full of passion yet still tender in the way that only Shayna kisses.
When they break apart from each other, Rhea is right there to pick up where Shayna left off, tugging Dakota into another kiss. Unlike Shayna, Rhea's kiss is rough and almost urgent, her tongue teasing into Dakota's mouth, fingers tangling in the Kiwi girl's hair.
They pull away from each other, and Dakota looks back to the items on the bed. "I want to use the rope," she says. "You guys can decide which color."
"Okay love," Rhea says. She watches Dakota's gaze drift over to the spreader bar. "Do you want to try this today too?" she asks, her voice gentle.
Dakota bites her lip. "Yes," she says. "But maybe not right away?"
Rhea smiles fondly at Dakota. "Of course princess. We'll save it for a little later." She tucks a strand of Dakota's hair behind her ear. "Is there anything else you want from us? Or do you want us to decide from here?" Dakota nods shyly, avoiding eye contact with her girlfriends.
"Hey, you can tell us what you want," Shayna says, lifting Dakota's chin and meeting the smaller girl's eyes.
Dakota hesitates, and Rhea and Shayna can practically see the anxiety-ridden thoughts spiraling in her brain. "Promise you won't judge?" she asks.
"Promise," Rhea says, and Shayna nods in agreement.
Taking a deep breath, Dakota looks at her girlfriends through her long eyelashes. "I want to be fucked by both of you," she says, the words coming out in a rush before she can second guess herself. "Not at the same time, but one after the other. You can decide the positions."
Shayna and Rhea exchange a knowing look. "Baby, why did you think we would judge you for that?" Rhea asks. Dakota shrugs, and Rhea gives her a soft kiss. "Of course we can do that for you."
"Anything else?" Shayna asks.
Dakota nods. "I want to eat one of you out," she says. "You can decide who and when, but at some point during all of this, I would very much like to do that with one of you."
A sly smile finds its way onto Rhea's face, and she leans over to whisper something in Shayna's ear. Shayna grins, nodding in what seems to be agreement with whatever Rhea has said to her. "Okay, we can make that happen," Rhea says. "Do you want us to tell you everything we're going to do right now?"
Dakota shakes her head. "Can you tell me as we go? I don't want to know everything right away."
"Sure thing," Rhea says. She moves the toys off the bed, laying them out on the dresser. "Before we do anything, can you tell us your safewords?"
"Green for good to keep continuing," Dakota recites. "Yellow for a break, and red or Eevee for a full stop."
"Good girl," Shayna praises, happy to see the light pink flush that fills Dakota's cheeks. "Now, can we get some of these clothes out of the way?" she asks.
Dakota nods, eyes bright and eager. Shayna carefully takes the hem of Dakota's shirt in her hands, pulling the fabric over her head and dropping the fabric to the floor. Rhea follows suit, unbuttoning Dakota's denim shorts and tugging the zipper down. Dakota lifts her hips, helping Rhea to pull the shorts down over her hips. She's wearing Rhea's favorite lingerie, red lace that cups her breasts and sits perfectly on her hips.
As they undress her, Rhea and Shayna can feel how Dakota responds to their actions, practically melting into their touches. Already submitting to them. It's a beautiful thing to witness.
"So pretty," Shayna says, gazing at the red lace that covers Dakota's breasts, her nipples visible against the thin material. "Absolutely gorgeous, all dressed up for us."
Dakota lets out a whine, shaking her head. "I'm not gorgeous," she protests, but Rhea's hands grip her shoulders, forcing the Kiwi girl to look at her.
"I swear Dakota, next time you're mean to yourself, I'll put you over my knee and spank you until your ass is as red as your underwear." Rhea feels the small shiver that runs through Dakota's body, and a smirk forms on her lips. "But maybe you want that, huh? You want me to bend you over my knee don't you? You just love it when I spank that pretty little ass of yours."
Dakota's cheeks flush pink and she nods. "Not today though," she whispers. "That's too much."
Rhea's expression softens, and she loosens her grip on Dakota's shoulders. "Okay princess. Thank you for telling me," she says. "But you do need to be nicer to yourself, okay?"
"I'll try," Dakota says, and Rhea smiles fondly at her.
"Good girl," she praises. "That's all I ever want, for you to try. I know it's hard, but we'll keep telling you how perfect you are, as many times as you need to hear it." She gives Dakota a gentle kiss.
Shayna stands up and retrieves the pink satin blindfold from the dresser. "I'm going to put this on you now," she says. "We'll still tell you what we're doing as we go, but this way you won't know who is doing what. Does that sound okay?"
Dakota nods. "Yes," she says. "That sounds good."
"Alright. On your knees." Dakota immediately does as she's told. Shayna covers her eyes with the blindfold, making sure to tie the knot in a way that will be comfortable. "Can you see anything?" Shayna asks.
"No," Dakota says. She feels hands guiding her knees apart, spreading her legs open.
Fingers lightly trail down Dakota's back, and she shivers a little at the touch. She feels the light brush of fingernails along her spine, and a giggle escapes her lips before she can stop it.
Barely inches from her right ear, Dakota feels breath on her skin. "Oh, is someone a little ticklish?" Rhea's unmistakable teasing voice fills her ear, sending butterflies through her stomach and making her squirm.
Dakota shakes her head, biting her lip. "Don't lie to us princess." Shayna's smirk is audible in her voice.
Another giggle tumbles from Dakota's lips as light, teasing fingers make their way down her inner thighs. "Okay! Okay!" she squeaks out. "You're right!"
"That's what I thought," Shayna's voice is low and teasing in her ear, and Dakota squirms in anticipation.
Dakota feels a pair of hands sliding up her sides and stopping at the back of her strapless bra. Suddenly, the clasp is undone and the red lace falls away from her breasts. Dakota's cheeks flush the same shade of pink, and she shivers at the feeling of cool air on her exposed chest.
There's a shift in weight on the bed, and Dakota can feel someone sitting down behind her. Then a pair of hands are on her breasts, grasping and squeezing in just the right way. A moan escapes her lips, and Dakota shivers with pleasure as the fingers find their way to her nipples.
A hand slips between Dakota's legs, pulling her underwear to the side. "Touch yourself." Rhea's voice is demanding in a way that would make Dakota's legs weak if she were standing.
"Yes Rhea," Dakota manages to stammer, teasing her dripping slit with her right hand. She lets out another moan as her nipples are rolled between steady, methodical fingers.
There's a shifting of weight on the bed once again, and then the feeling of hands on her chest resumes, this time from someone sitting in front of her. Dakota continues to touch herself, until Rhea's voice cuts through the air again. "Stop," she says.
Dakota stops, removing her wet fingers from between her legs. Someone guides her hand into her mouth, and without being told what to do, she licks her fingers clean. "Good girl," Shayna coos.
Suddenly, the blindfold is pushed up and Dakota blinks as her eyes adjust, removing her fingers from her mouth. "How are you doing princess?" Rhea asks gently. "Can you give us a color?"
"Green," Dakota says quickly. "I'm good. I'm so, so good."
Rhea smiles. "Glad to hear it," she says. She slides Dakota's underwear down her legs, tossing the last of her clothing aside. "Now, I took the blindfold off for a moment so I can see your face while I tell you what's going to happen next. If any of this doesn't sound good for you, I need you to tell me. Okay?"
"Okay," Dakota says, stomach fluttering in anticipation.
"Good," Rhea says. "Here's what's going to happen next. We're going to tie you up on your knees, facing the headboard with your wrists tied to the bedposts. Then, I'm going to fuck you from behind, and Shayna is going to play with you however she wants."
Dakota's eyes widen. "Okay," she manages to say, her heart racing with excitement.
"Do you want the blindfold back on now? Or after we tie you up?" Shayna asks.
Dakota thinks for a moment. "After," she decides. "I want to see how you tie me." Shayna nods, before guiding Dakota into position. She turns the Kiwi girl to face the headboard, still on her knees and legs still spread. Gently, she pulls Dakota's arms out in front of her, one wrist against each bedpost.
"Is this comfortable so far?" Shayna asks, and Dakota nods. "Can you give me a color?"
"Green," Dakota says immediately.
"Good," Shayna says, holding her hand out to Rhea who passes her the red silk ropes. With careful, measured movements, Shayna wraps one of the ropes around Dakota's right wrist and the bedpost, making sure it's not too tight. Then she does the same on the left, before stepping back. "How does it feel?" she asks.
Dakota gives an experimental tug, finding that she has a little room to move. It's not much, but it's enough to make sure she's not uncomfortable. "A little weird," she admits. "But it feels good."
Shayna leans down and gives Dakota a kiss, before pulling the blindfold back down over her eyes.
Dakota feels a pair of hands trailing down her spine towards her ass. There's a moment of pause, before the hands spread her cheeks apart.
"It looks like someone came prepared," Rhea says, and Dakota can hear the satisfied smirk in her voice. "You've been wanting this, haven't you princess?"
"Yes," Dakota manages to answer. Rhea is right, of course. Why else would Dakota have prepped herself for this particular form of intimacy? Dakota lets out a small gasp of surprise as a single finger swipes over her stretched, fluttering hole. "Please," she whispers, squeezing her eyes shut beneath the blindfold.
For a moment, Dakota doesn't feel anyone's hands on her. There's a bit of noise, a drawer opening and then closing. And then Dakota feels a hand spreading her cheeks once again.
A strangled, moaning whimper escapes Dakota's lips as she feels the slick, lubricant-covered finger slide inside her. "Color?" she hears Rhea's voice ask from behind her.
"Green," Dakota says instantly.
Rhea doesn't respond, just pushes her finger in a little further. Inch by inch, until she can't go any further. Slowly, she removes her finger. "How are you feeling princess?" she asks. "Do you want my fingers again? Or are you ready for my strap?"
It takes Dakota a moment to compose herself enough to respond. "Your strap," she manages to answer. "Please. Need you to fuck me, Rhea."
"Alright love, just relax for me. I promise, I'll give you everything you need." Rhea's voice is reassuring as she moves off the bed.
Dakota hears movement behind her, feels someone sit down next to her. Then, she feels a pair of hands on her chest, thumbs gently brushing over her nipples. "Shayna," she gasps, the familiar feeling of Shayna's hands on her chest sending a ripple of pleasure through her body.
Shayna presses a soft kiss to the side of Dakota's neck. "Say it again," she says, her voice low and soft as her hands wander around Dakota's chest for a moment before settling back on her nipples. "Say my name again, princess." She takes Dakota's nipples between her thumb and pointer finger, pinching and rolling the stiff nubs between them.
"Shayna!" The word bursts from Dakota's lips as she cries out in pleasure. "Please! Need more Shayna!"
For just a moment, the pressure on her chest is gone. Dakota is just about to ask what's happening, when she suddenly feels the cool touch of metal on her chest. "I'm going to put these on you now," Shayna says. She doesn't have to specify what she means. Dakota knows the object in her hands is the nipple clamps.
"Please," Dakota manages to say. She sucks in a sharp breath as the clamps close around her sensitive nubs, but the pain quickly turns into satisfying pressure and she lets out a soft moan.
"Color?" Shayna asks.
Dakota responds immediately. "Green." She feels Rhea's hands on her ass again, spreading her cheeks apart. Then, she feels the tip of a toy pressing gently against her hole, and she shivers with anticipation. She can tell that the strap is on the smaller side, not as thick as the ones Rhea and Shayna have used on her in the past.
"If I do anything that doesn't feel good," Rhea starts to say, her hands resting on Dakota's hips.
"I'll use my safeword," Dakota interjects. "I promise. I trust you, Rhea. I know you'll stop whenever I want."
"Whenever you want," Rhea repeats Dakota's words. She knows that Dakota has heard her give this speech more times than she can count. But Rhea will always say it, no matter what they're doing.
Rhea's hands settle on Dakota's hips. Dakota takes a long, slow breath, before exhaling clear enough for Rhea to understand the message she's sending.
Slowly, Rhea pushes the tip of the strap in, hands gripping Dakota's hips. Dakota's breath catches on the way in, and shudders on the way out.
Suddenly, the tip of the strap is pulled out from inside her, and Dakota whines at the loss of contact. "It's okay princess," Rhea coos, reassuring her. "I'm just getting some more lube."
"Does she do this to you often?" Shayna asks, trying to help soothe Dakota, rubbing small circles on her back.
Dakota shakes her head. "Only for special occasions," she says, grateful for Shayna's voice keeping her grounded. She feels a hand tug the chain between the clamps and the gentle pull on her nipples forces a small moan from her lips.
She feels Rhea's hands spreading her cheeks apart again, and this time the strap slides in easily. Dakota shudders with pleasure, hands clenching around the rope tethering her wrists to the headboard. "Color?" Rhea asks, when she has a couple of inches inside Dakota.
"Green," Dakota says immediately, trying to press herself against the strap in search of more stimulation.
Rhea chuckles behind her. "Patience sweetheart," she says, running her hands along the smooth curves of Dakota's ass and up to her hips. "Tell me how you want it."
Dakota lets out a frustrated whine, but tries to speak as coherently as possible. A task made much more difficult by Shayna, who is currently lightly tracing her fingers over Dakota's chest. "Steady and gentle," she says. "But consistent. I don't want you to stop unless I tell you to, or unless you or Shayna safeword."
"Alright love, I can do that for you," Rhea says. With precise, careful movements, she slides the strap further in, relishing in the soft, airy moan that Dakota lets out. She pulls the strap back to about halfway out, then pushes it back in. This time, the sound that bursts from Dakota's lips is loud, louder than Rhea has ever heard. Loud, and desperate, and so fucking gorgeous that Rhea somehow instinctively knows Shayna is doing something at the other end of the bed.
One look over Dakota's shoulder confirms her suspicions, and Rhea can't help but smile at the sight of Shayna kissing down Dakota's neck and throat. In one hand, the cage fighter grips the chain of the clamps, occasionally tugging the silver metal. The sensation damn near sends Dakota over the edge right there.
None of them are sure how much time passes, but Rhea keeps her steady rhythm, sliding the strap in and out with passion and purpose. Dakota is so close, and all three of them can feel it.
"Oh my gosh!" Dakota gasps through another moan. "Please Rhea. I'm so close. Need it so badly."
Rhea and Shayna exchange knowing smiles. "Alright princess," Rhea says, sliding the strap almost fully out. "Come for us."
With that, she pushes the strap back in, and Shayna is tugging the chain, and forget riding out her climax, Dakota is flying, a screaming moan tearing from her throat.
When it's over, Shayna carefully slides the blindfold up and meets Dakota's eyes. "Color?" she asks softly.
"Green," Dakota manages to say as she catches her breath. She blushes, looking at the ropes around her wrists. "Um, can you untie me please?" she asks, biting her lip.
Shayna nods quickly. "Of course dove," she says. She immediately begins untying Dakota's restraints, removing the clamps from her nipples and checking her wrists to ensure that no skin was damaged. Rhea carefully slides the strap out of Dakota, and gently checks that nothing is bleeding or torn.
When Dakota is untied, and Rhea has removed the strap and harness from her body, they all take a moment with each other on the bed, and catch their breath together.
Once the haze of post-orgasmic bliss has faded away and Dakota is fully back with her girls, she speaks up. "So, now what?" she asks, eyes sparking with curiosity and excitement.
Rhea looks at her in surprise. "Are you sure you've got enough energy for more?"
Dakota nods. "I promise, I'm fine Rhea," she says, seeing the faint look of concern Rhea's eyes. "If I need to stop, I'll tell you."
"I know you will," Rhea says, reaching over and ruffling the Kiwi girl's hair. She turns to look at Shayna. "Your turn to fuck her," she says with a knowing smile.
Shayna's eyes light up, and she takes Dakota's chin in her hand. "Is that still okay with you?" she asks softly.
"Yes," Dakota replies, eyes wide. "Please, Shayna. Please fuck me," she pleads, and Shayna cuts off her words with a kiss. It's long, and more intense than Shayna usually kisses. But the steadiness is still the same.
Shayna is as consistent and good in bed as she is in the ring. Dakota finds comfort in the feeling of Shayna's lips against hers. She melts into the embrace, hands tangling in Shayna's hair. She feels her body moving, but she doesn't even think about opening her eyes until Shayna pulls back from her.
That's when Dakota realizes that she's on her back now, Shayna straddling her hips. She looks up to find the cage fighter smiling fondly at her. "You're so pretty like this, all worked up beneath me," Shayna teases.
"Don't be mean!" Dakota whines, squirming a little.
"Is it really mean if you like it?" Rhea asks with a smug smile on her face as she sits down beside Dakota's head. Dakota opens her mouth to protest, but then Rhea leans down and kisses her, and whatever words Dakota was about to say leave her brain entirely. "So, do you still want to eat one of us out?" Rhea asks as she pulls away from Dakota.
The Kiwi girl nods immediately. "Yes, please," she says, eyes bright with excitement.
Shayna leans over and whispers something in Rhea's ear, before turning her attention back to Dakota. "Here's what we're going to do now," she says. "I'm going to fuck you, and while I'm doing that, Rhea is going to sit on your face and you're going to eat her out. Does that all sound okay?"
"Yes," Dakota says quickly. "Yes, that sounds so good."
Shayna smiles fondly at her. "Do you want to try the spreader bar?" she asks, her voice gentle. "Or would you rather save that for another day?"
Dakota pauses for a moment, thinking. "I want to try it," she says. "Um, could you maybe use one of the straps that you've used before, instead of one of the new ones?" she asks, her voice suddenly shy.
"Of course princess," Shayna says, running a hand over Dakota's cheek. "I can do whatever you want. Do you have one in mind?" Dakota nods, and somehow Shayna knows which one she's thinking of. "The purple one?" she asks. Another nod from Dakota. "Alright love, I can do that."
Shayna climbs off the bed, retrieving the purple strap-on from the box of toys. It's the one that she helped Rhea pick out when she and Dakota first got together, and it's Dakota's favorite.
"I'm going to get this set up, okay?" Rhea says, holding up the spreader bar so Dakota can see it.
"Okay," Dakota says, her gaze moving back and forth between her girlfriends.
Rhea begins to move Dakota, spreading her legs apart and bending her knees just a bit. She slides a pillow under Dakota's lower back, lifting her hips. Then, she carefully begins to wrap the cuffs that dangle from either side of the bar around Dakota's ankles.
"How does that feel princess?" Rhea asks, once both of Dakota's ankles are cuffed to the bar.
Dakota shifts a little, testing out the new restraint. "A little weird," she admits. "But not bad."
"Good," Rhea replies. "Let us know if it gets uncomfortable." She pauses for a moment. "Well, actually, what are you going to do if you need to safeword, once I'm sitting on your face?"
Dakota thinks about it for a moment. "How about I tap your leg three times?" she suggests, the words coming out sounding like more of a question than a statement.
Rhea gives the smaller girl a soft, encouraging smile. "That sounds great," she says. "If you just need a break, tap twice okay? Three can be for a full stop." Dakota nods, and Rhea leans down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead. "You've been such a good girl for us princess," she whispers, her words just loud enough for Dakota to hear.
Dakota looks up at Rhea with wide, bright eyes. "Mean it?" she asks quietly, sounding almost like she isn't fully believing Rhea's words.
"Absolutely," Rhea replies, her voice sincere and loving. "You're such a good girl, listening so nicely to us. Letting us make you feel good." The praise causes a blush to fill Dakota's cheeks, her stomach filling with butterflies and her heart beating a little faster.
Shayna returns to the bed, wearing the white harness that Rhea had given her, the purple strap-on already slick with lube. "Ready?" she asks, kneeling between Dakota's legs.
"Yes," Dakota responds quickly, her hands clenching the silk sheets tight in anticipation. She inhales sharply as the tip of the strap presses against her dripping slit. "Please," she whispers, the single word just barely loud enough for Shayna and Rhea to hear.
Shayna smirks down at the girl spread beneath her. "Begging already?" she teases. "That may be a new record."
"Nah," Rhea says, a smug smile on her face. "I've gotten her begging way quicker before. She's just already worked up." She turns her attention back to Dakota. "Now that would be an interesting experiment. Seeing which of us can make you beg faster." She traces her fingers down Dakota's neck and over her collarbone. "But not right now. Today is about making you feel good."
Suddenly, Rhea stands up from the bed. She makes quick work of removing her black joggers, pulling off her underwear with them. Another moment passes, before Rhea is back on the bed, one knee on either side of Dakota's face. "What are you going to do if you need to safeword?" Rhea asks, her cleanly shaven slit inches above Dakota's face.
"Tap your leg twice for a break," Dakota replies. "Or three times for a full stop."
Rhea nods, reaching over to the nightstand and picking up a ponytail holder. With gentle movements, she puts Dakota's long brown hair into a loose braid that falls over her shoulder, making sure that no loose pieces are in the smaller girl's face. "Ready princess?" she asks.
Dakota nods, reaching up to brush her thumb over Rhea's cheek. "Yes," she answers, her tone laced with arousal.
Slowly, Rhea lowers herself onto Dakota's face, one hand gripping the headboard for support in an attempt not to suffocate the girl beneath her. "How does tha--" Rhea's words are suddenly cut off by a moan that tumbles from her own lips, as Dakota flicks her tongue against her clit.
Shayna chooses that moment to slide the strap-on into Dakota's entrance. She doesn't rush, making sure that it's comfortable for Dakota, but she also doesn't stop until the toy is as far inside Dakota as it can go.
Dakota moans as she feels the toy slide in, slowly dragging her tongue along Rhea's slit.
"That's it princess," Rhea coos above her between moans. "You're doing such a good job for us."
Shayna slides the strap out a few inches before pushing it back into Dakota. "Such a good girl," Dakota hears Shayna praise from between her legs. "Taking my strap so well, making Rhea feel good."
Another moan bursts from Dakota's mouth and into Rhea's wet entrance. She begins to suck at Rhea's swollen clit, flicking her tongue back and forth over it.
Shayna is between Dakota's legs, taking her time in getting the smaller girl worked up. Dakota doesn't even attempt to do the same with Rhea. She can feel the desperation, the want, the need radiating in waves from the Aussie woman. She knows what Rhea likes best, and she's eager to please. Shayna settles into an easy rhythm, hips rocking back and forth as she pumps the strap in and out of Dakota.
And then a lot of things seem to be happening at once, but Dakota latches onto only two of them: one is her tongue sliding in and out of Rhea's dripping entrance with precise, well-timed movements. The other is Shayna's hand on her clit, two fingers gently pinching the swollen bud between them.
Dakota moans into Rhea's soaking center, and that's what sends Rhea over the edge. She lets out a gorgeous sound, loud moans mixed with what sounds like a single word over and over, and suddenly Dakota realizes that Rhea is saying her name.
No, not saying her name. Screaming it. The word tearing from Rhea's throat as she comes hard, liquid rushing out of her and onto Dakota, who takes it all in.
Another moan falls from Dakota's mouth as the familiar taste of Rhea fills her tongue and coats her lips, and Shayna's fingers gently pinch at her clit while she slides the strap in and out.
Suddenly, Rhea is no longer sitting on her face. Instead, she's kneeling beside Dakota's head on the mattress. And then she's kissing Dakota, tongue teasing into her mouth, drinking in the taste of herself as her hands find their way to Dakota's chest.
Dakota feels Rhea's fingers brushing over her stiff nipples, and Shayna is fucking her harder now as she continues to play with her clit, and Dakota feels the familiar, tight sensation in her stomach, like a stress ball being squeezed harder and harder.
Until it releases. A long, loud, scream of pleasure pours from Dakota's lips as she comes, her head tilting back and her eyes fluttering shut. She has never felt more alive than she does right now, in this moment.
The feeling of something between her legs is what makes Dakota open her eyes. Rhea is nowhere in sight, but Shayna is there, damp washcloth in hand, gently cleaning Dakota up.
"Hey pretty girl," Shayna says, a soft smile on her face. "How are you feeling?"
Dakota smiles back, pushing herself to sit up. "So good," she replies with a small giggle. "That was amazing."
Shayna reaches over for a second washcloth, crawling up to sit next to Dakota. "I'm glad you had fun princess," she says, carefully wiping Dakota's face clean. "Can I take this off now?" she asks, tapping the spreader bar still attached to Dakota's ankles. Dakota nods, and Shayna wastes no time in undoing the cuffs, massaging the skin beneath them and making sure that there aren't any marks or bruises.
"Where's Rhea?" Dakota asks, suddenly realizing how raspy her voice is. She's about to ask for water, but Shayna is one step ahead of her, glass in hand, holding the straw up to Dakota's lips.
"She's getting the bath ready," Shayna says as Dakota drinks. "What else do you need from us love? More water?"
Dakota shakes her head as she finishes the drink. "Cuddles?" she asks.
Shayna smiles fondly at her. "Of course princess," she replies, pulling Dakota into her lap. "You were so good for us," she whispers, placing a gentle kiss on Dakota's forehead. "Such a good girl."
Dakota doesn't respond, just presses herself closer to Shayna. Rhea pokes her head out of the bathroom, waving them over, and Shayna picks Dakota up in her arms, carrying the smaller girl into the bathroom.
"Hi darling," Rhea says, taking Dakota from Shayna's arms and carefully setting her in the warm water and climbing into the bathtub after her.
"Hi," Dakota replies, smiling up at Rhea. Shayna slides into the tub with them, and for a few minutes it's silent. Shayna and Rhea fall into the familiar routine of cleaning Dakota up first, then each other.
In fact, it's not until they're curled up together on the bed in a tangle of limbs, wearing sweatpants and t-shirts, that Dakota finally breaks the silence. "I love you guys so much," she says, her words just loud enough to be heard.
Rhea gently kisses the top of her head. "We love you too princess," she says. "Did you have fun?"
Dakota nods, her eyes bright. "Yes," she says. "That was absolutely perfect."
Shayna wraps her arms around Dakota, pulling the Kiwi girl against her chest. "You are perfect," she says. Dakota tilts her head up, and Shayna softly kisses her.
Dakota's eyelids begin to grow heavy, and Rhea pulls a blanket over the three of them. "It's okay love. You can sleep," she says. "We'll be right here when you wake up."
Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Dakota Kai x Shayna Baszler
Word count: 1.6k
Summary: Dakota questions her place in her relationship with Shayna and Rhea. Luckily, her girls are more than willing to prove her wrong.
"Have you seen Dakota anywhere?" Rhea asks Shayna as they make their way towards the arena exit.
Shayna shakes her head. "Tegan said she had mentioned something about going back to the hotel early," she says. "But I figured she would come tell one of us before she left."
Rhea shrugs. "Maybe she couldn't find either of us," she suggests, but they both know that's not the case.
Neither of them speak during the short drive back to the hotel. When they arrive, they quickly cross the foyer to the elevators. After a short ride up to their floor, they make their way down the hall to their room.
Shayna opens the door quietly, just in case Dakota is asleep. At first, they both assume that she's sleeping, seeing their girlfriend curled up on the king bed, her back to the door. But then they hear the faint sounds of crying, and they exchange nervous looks.
"Dakota?" Shayna calls out softly, testing the waters. Dakota doesn't respond, but she stirs slightly, and another sob breaks from her lips. "Oh baby," Shayna says, crossing the room quickly and kneeling down next to the bed, facing Dakota.
Dakota's eyes are puffy and bloodshot. Her cheeks are streaked with tears, and she's trembling. "I'm fine," she tries to say, but she's cut off by another sob that jolts her body.
Shayna climbs onto the bed on one side of Dakota, and Rhea does the same on the other side. Shayna gently wraps her arms around Dakota's body, paying attention for any signs of discomfort or resistance. But Dakota just goes limp, so Shayna carefully places the smaller girl between her and Rhea. "Kota, what's wrong?" Shayna whispers.
Rhea gently begins to stroke Dakota's hair, and that simple gesture seems to shock Dakota's system. She sits up suddenly, realizing she's no longer alone. "I'm sorry," she says. "I didn't think you would be back so soon." She tries to leave, hoping that Rhea and Shayna will just let it go.
But of course, they're not going to let it go. "Baby, come here," Shayna says, patting the space between her and Rhea. "It's okay, we're not upset," she adds, seeing the nervous look on Dakota's face.
"You're not?" Dakota asks, as she settles herself in between her girlfriends.
Rhea begins to wipe away Dakota's tears with her thumb. "Of course we're not upset. Why would we be?" she asks.
"Because," Dakota starts to say, before shaking her head. "Never mind," she says. "It's not important."
Shayna wraps her arms around Dakota's body, holding the shaking girl close to her chest. "Baby, of course it's important," she says in a soft, gentle voice.
Another sob fills the air, and Shayna can feel Dakota shutting down again. Quickly, Shayna starts to let go of Dakota, but she's stopped by Dakota's voice. "Don't let go," the Kiwi girl whimpers. "Please."
"Okay," Shayna whispers, once again holding Dakota in her arms.
Rhea takes Dakota's hands in her own and gently squeezes them. "You're okay baby," she says. "You're safe here. It's just the three of us."
Slowly but surely, Dakota begins to calm down, her breathing returning to normal. "I'm sorry," she starts to say, but Rhea holds a finger up to her lips.
"You have nothing to apologize for," she says. "Just breathe, okay?" Dakota nods, and Rhea smiles. "Good girl," she says. Those two little words have Dakota melting into Shayna's arms, holding Rhea's free hand with both of hers.
Shayna presses a soft kiss to the top of Dakota's head. "How are you feeling now?" she asks.
"A little better," Dakota whispers, letting Rhea wipe away the last of her tears.
"Do you feel like you can talk about what's going on?" Rhea asks, keeping her voice gentle. "It's okay if you're not ready tonight."
Dakota lets out a shaky breath. "I want to," she says, and despite the uncertainty lacing her words she doesn't back away. Instead she tugs on Rhea's hand, pulling her closer, letting her girlfriends surround her in warmth and comfort, reassuring her that she's safe.
For a few minutes they just stay that way, none of them saying a word until Shayna gently lays Dakota down on her back, between her girls. "Whenever you're ready," she says, taking one of Dakota's hands in both of hers. Rhea does the same on Dakota's other side, and their legs tangle with Dakota's, a mess of limbs intertwined.
"I just can't stop wondering how long this is going to last," Dakota finally says.
Shayna and Rhea exchange looks of confusion. "What do you mean love?" Rhea asks, brushing a stray piece of hair out of Dakota's eyes.
Dakota takes a breath, letting it out slowly. "I keep thinking that eventually you guys are going to realize that you don't need me," she says, her eyes focused on the blankets, not looking at either of her girlfriends.
"Oh Kota," Shayna says, her words barely a whisper. Taking Dakota's chin in her free hand, she tilts the smaller girl's head up just enough to look into her eyes. "How long have you been thinking those things?"
"A few months now," Dakota admits. "And tonight while I was watching you guys team up for your match, I just couldn't stop thinking that maybe you guys were finally going to realize that you're better off without me."
"Is that why you left the show early?" Rhea asks.
Dakota nods. "I was afraid that you would be mad at me for leaving like that, but I just couldn't stay there."
"First of all," Shayna says. "We will never be mad at you for taking care of yourself." She gives Dakota's hand a gentle squeeze. "You did what was best for you in the moment."
Rhea smiles fondly at Dakota. "And we are so proud of you for it," she adds. "We know how hard that can be sometimes."
Dakota ducks her head, feeling a faint blush fill her cheeks at the praise. "Really?" she asks.
"Really," Rhea assures her, moving impossibly closer to Dakota. "But baby, we wouldn't ever dream of leaving you. Did we say or do something that made you think that?"
Dakota quickly shakes her head. "No, you didn't do anything," she says. "Sometimes I just get too wrapped up in what my brain is telling me."
"And that's okay," Shayna says. "Just promise us that next time your brain starts telling you those things, you'll come and talk to us about it?"
Dakota looks down once again, shrinking into herself. "I don't want to bother you," she whispers.
"Hey, look at me," Shayna says, her voice gentle. Dakota peeks up at Shayna through her long eyelashes. "You are never, ever a bother to us. We love you, and we want you to be happy." Dakota nods, but Shayna can tell that she's still not fully convinced.
Rhea, also sensing this, guides Dakota to look at her. "You are not in the way," she says, her voice still gentle, but firm. "We love you so much, and that is never going to change."
"You make us so happy," Shayna says, stroking Dakota's hair.
Dakota lets the back of her head rest against the pillows. "You make me happy too," she whispers.
Rhea leans down, gently kissing Dakota's cheek. "How can we make you happy right now?" she asks.
Dakota shrugs, not quite looking at either of her lovers. "Whatever you guys want to do," she says, her words barely audible.
Shayna guides Dakota to meet her gaze. "Tonight is about you," she says. "You're our princess. Let us treat you like one."
At this, Dakota blushes, a shy smile forming on her lips. "Cuddles?" she asks.
Rhea smiles. "Of course baby. How about we get you into something more comfortable first?" Dakota nods at the suggestion. "What do you want to wear love?" Rhea asks.
Dakota looks up at her girlfriends with rosy pink cheeks. "Yours?" she asks.
"Absolutely," Shayna says. "You just stay right here for us while we change, and then we'll bring you clothes, okay?" Dakota nods, and Shayna gives her a quick kiss on the cheek before standing up and crossing the room to her suitcase.
Rhea and Shayna make quick work of pulling out clothes for Dakota, before taking out new clothing for themselves. They start to change, making no effort to hide themselves. Rhea looks over at the bed to make sure that Dakota is still doing okay, and finds the Kiwi girl watching her and Shayna change. Dakota quickly looks away, her cheeks flushing pink. "It's okay princess," Rhea says. "You can watch us."
After dressing themselves in comfortable clothes, Rhea and Shayna return to the bed where Dakota is waiting. Shayna sets down a pair of her black sweatpants and one of Rhea's gray t-shirts. "Do you want us to help you?" she asks Dakota, who nods quickly.
It takes only a couple of minutes for them to undress Dakota and redress her in their own clothes. The sweatpants barely stay on her hips and the t-shirt is big for her small frame. But all that matters right now is the small smile on Dakota's face.
They all brush their teeth, and Rhea pulls back the covers allowing Dakota to climb into bed. Shayna and Rhea join her, wrapping their girl in warmth and love and comfort. "I love you both," Dakota whispers in the darkness of the room.
"We love you too, princess," Shayna says.
"And we always will," Rhea adds. And with that, Dakota lets herself fall asleep.
Even a year and a half into the relationship, Rhea still found herself constantly learning new things about Shayna. In the early months of the relationship, the discoveries were mostly surface level. How Shayna liked her coffee, what movies she enjoyed, and her biggest pet peeves, to name a few.
But now, her discoveries about her girlfriend were smaller, more intimate details. Things that Rhea never would have guessed on her own. Including how easy it was to get Shayna flustered and shy.
"You're mean," Shayna grumbles, pulling their bedspread up over her head and curling into a ball underneath the covers.
Rhea smiles to herself, tugging the blankets back down and climbing on top of Shayna, straddling the older woman's hips and pinning her to the mattress. "How am I being mean?" she asks, brushing Shayna's dark hair out of her eyes.
"Rhea!" Shayna whines, squirming underneath her girlfriend. "You know how!"
"Really? I don't think I do," Rhea says with a smirk, gently brushing her fingers over Shayna's collarbone. "Care to enlighten me?"
Shayna shivers beneath her touch, cheeks flushing pink as she closes her eyes, unable to make eye contact with Rhea. "You're so mean," she repeats, feeling her cheeks heat as one of Rhea's hands traces shapes over her stomach, while the other one brushes along her neck and collarbone.
"You're pretty when you blush," Rhea says, a playful smile on her face.
Shayna lets out an incoherent whine, hiding her rosy cheeks in her hands, trying to squirm out from beneath Rhea. "Am not!" she protests, trying to hide.
"Aw, don't hide from me," Rhea says, gently pulling Shayna's hands away from her face. "I love seeing your pretty face."
These are the things that Rhea is learning now. Those gentle touches make Shayna blush. And that blush being pointed out makes Shayna hide.
"I love you," Shayna whispers, giving in and letting Rhea hold her wrists. "Even when you're mean."
Rhea smiles, leaning down to kiss Shayna. "I love you too," she says. Her finger brushes over Shayna's pink cheeks. "You don't have to hide from me," she whispers, reassuring Shayna.
"I know," Shayna replies, looking up at Rhea with a shy smile. "I just get shy when you touch me there."
"How about when I touch you here?" Rhea asks, her hand sliding down Shayna's torso and beneath the waistband of her pants. "Do you get shy when I touch you here?"
Shayna lets out a soft moan. "Not at all," she says. "Now, why don't you show me what else you can do there?"
