Quality Time Together (John/Elle)

"Hm....never, I don't think I've ever not been wrong since we've been together." Elle said.

"That's a pretty long time, though it still feels like yesterday when I first saw your beautiful face and stared into your gorgeous eyes." John said with a smile.

"And years later, you continue to flatter me and make me blush." Elle said.

"It's my job and it's one I enjoy doing. You look so cute when you blush." John said.

"You're biased, of course you think it's cute when I do that." Elle pointed out, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Nope, I'm sure if I took a survey on twitter every single one of my followers would agree with me about how adorable you look." John said.

"Think you have it all backwards, the fangirls would highly disagree with you." Elle said.

"Okay...the people who aren't jealous of you would agree with me." John said.

"I'm not winning this one, am I?" Elle chuckled, resting her head on his shoulder with a small shake of her head.

"Nope. So that makes it John, what? Three? Elle, a million and one." John said before he shook his head.

"I've still got a lot of work to do." He added with a laugh.

"Meh, I'm feeling a bit sorry for you. So, let's make it three million to a thousand that way you don't look so bad." Elle teased.

"I don't know if that makes much of difference babe, I'm still pretty damn low compared to you." John said, chuckling softly.

"It's better than what you had, right? Be glad about that." Elle said, shaking her head. "I could boost it up to a million, but I don't know if I should or not..."

"No, it's cool. I was only joking around anyway." John said. "Everyone would think I was lying anyway if I claimed to be right that many times in our relationship."

"I doubt they think I've won that many times, anyways." Elle chuckled, raising her head up to kiss his cheek. "But you at least deserve that for putting up with my constant need to win."

"Aww I love it when you pity me." John joked with a laugh.

"Well...I can stop doing it and let you heal your own bruised ego." She playfully retorted.

"No, no. There's no need for that, my ego needs you in order to survive." John joked.

"Oh, I'm sure something or someone else can boost your ego up plenty. You don't need me." Elle said.

"Oh yes I do, no one can do it better than you. Though plenty of girls on the internet try...a little too much sometimes." John said before shaking his head to get that thought out of his mind.

"Are you telling me the, 'OMG John Cena, you are so sexy!' and the 'Marry me! I love you so much' tweets and comments do nothing for you?" Elle asked in mock surprise.

"You didn't even get half of it. Some of them want to tie me up and do crazy things to me, makes me want to run everytime I see a fangirl on the street." John joked.

"Awww, you poor thing, you have it so bad." Elle cooed, adjusting herself and moving to rub John's shoulders. "I'd make it known, I was the only allowed to do such things, but that would make matters worse."

John took off his hat and rested it on his lap as he leaned back then closed his eyes. He took in every second of her fingers kneading the muscles in his shoulders so they could loosen up, which caused immense relaxation inside of him as well as pleasure.

"Mhm." John said, letting out a soft moan. "They would only start attacking you so dealing with those people isn't worth it, always best to just ignore them."

Elle continued to massage his shoulders, her fingers lingering down his back at well and adding some pressure into the added back rub. "Yes, yes, I know. Keeping my mouth shut, I won't say a word."