No One Else's
The Sequel to 'Who You Belong To'
Pairing: CM Punk/The Undertaker
Mentions of: Jeff Hardy, Kofi Kingston, Evan Bourne, Kane, Triple H, & Chris Jericho.
Disclaimer: While I (heart) both Punk & 'Taker, I do not own either of them. :|
Taker woke up to the small amount of sunlight that crept into the hotel room. He rubbed his eyes & sat up looking down to find Punk's head sandwiched between two pillows, snoring lightly. Taker smiled. He was happy for the previous night. He had been impressed that the straight edge beauty was there to help him after his match. He was happy that he'd been able to make him his, even more so without yet having sex with him. If it had been anyone else, he would have taken them on the first night. But not Punk, he was different. He actually wanted to take his time & wait for the perfect moment to receive the ultimate prize from the Chicago made man.
He was taken from his thoughts when he felt a pair of warm, soft lips pressed against his cheek. He look down to see a tired-eyed Punk smiling up at him; the sun reflecting off his lip ring. He pulled the smaller man atop his chest as he laid down onto his back. He strummed his fingers through the dark locks of hair while caressing his back with the other hand. He felt the young beau slide up his chest, burying his face into the warm crease of the older man's neck.
"Good morning, Phil," he said, loving the way Punk's birth name sounded from his mouth.
"Phil? D-Did you just call me Phil?!" Punk looked at him confused.
Taker laughed. "That is your name, isn't it?"
"Well yea, but--"
"So that's what I'm calling you. & you will call me, Mark. I don't think a relationship can survive based on our in-ring persona's alone," he said gripping the young man tighter.
"I suppose you're right. But I, well... I just didn't know that you knew my name. I'm sorry," he said looking down; feeling embarrassed.
Mark lifted his chin to face him. "No need to be sorry, little one. I've known your name for quite some time now;...I just did a little asking around."
"You asked people, ab-about me?" A large smile streamed across Phil's face.
Mark chuckled. "Yea, I did. Don't be so surprised. You're a fuckin' siren, you know? Pretty much all the guys in the back want a piece of your 'straight edge,' if you know what I mean."
Phil's face burned strawberry red. "I know what you mean. But I'm not easy like that. Yet, everyone seems to think so."
Phil sighed & rolled back over on to the bed, burying his face in his pillow. Mark could hear him sobbing softly. He rolled over, pinning his chest to Phil's back. He pressed his lips to the back of his neck & ran his fingers through his hair. He then started kissing towards his cheeks until Phil turned slightly allowing Mark full access to the the right side of his face. Mark continued trailing kisses on Phil's cheeks until he reached his lips. He pressed the tip of his tongue between Phil's lips seeking entry. Phil obliged, turning his head so that Mark could gain full access to his mouth. Noting the wetness in the eyes of his beau, Mark began to kiss away the tears that plagued Phil's face. He got up off of the bed, standing over Phil with a smile on his face. He reached down & grabbed Phil up into his arms. He held him on his hip, as if he were his small child. He wiped the remaining moisture from his face with his free hand, then pressed his lips to his again. Mark put him down on his feet & cupped his face in his hands; leaning in close to the shorter of the two.
"I know you are not like that," he whispered. "No one else thinks that either, love. So don't worry yourself with thinking such. You're a bun, & everybody knows it. They're all just hoping that you will give one of them the chance to grace your side. Of course now, they'll probably be mad at you," he smirked.
"Mad at me? Why?" Phil asked with a confused look on his face.
"Because darlin', you belong to me & no one else."
The small amount sunlight that shadowed their figures was nothing compared to the shine of the smile that played across Phil's face. He leaned up, kissing Mark passionately.
"That's my boy," Mark laughed. "Come on, let's get showered & dressed for the day."
"Why? What are we doing?" Phil asked.
"I was thinking that we should have a nice big breakfast & after that, whatever you want to do."
"Really?!"
Mark laughed at Phil's excitement. "Yea, whatever you want to do is fine with me."
"Awesome! Because they just opened up this new theme park down the street & it looks super fun. But can Jeff, Kofi, & Evan go too though? 'Cause we were already kind of planning on that. Or, I mean, we could just go; me & you."
"It'd be fine if you wanted your friends to tag along. But now that I know that they are going; I should call up Paul, Chris, & Glen to see if they want to come. Besides, while your free spirits are losing your lunches on the rides, they can keep me company."
"This is gonna be sweeeet!" & with that, Phil ran & jumped in the shower.
Mark just smiled to himself. He was put into a trance in the presence of Phil, & he was definitely looking forward to seeing how their relationship was going to progress. He was jolted from his thoughts at the sound of the bathroom door opening.
"Your turn! I made sure to leave you lots of hot water, because well, I'm not mean like that," Phil beamed.
"Thanks kiddo. I'll be out in a few minutes." With that, he rose & headed to the bathroom.
As he heard the shower running, Phil began to lotion his skin. He then sprayed a few puffs of cologne on before tossing on a comic book tee, a pair of jeans & a hoodie. As he finished getting dressed his mind was running more circles than a dog chasing his tail. He didn't know what was going to become of him & Mark; but he surely hoped that it would be something more than any relationship he'd had in the past. He wanted Mark to love him & stick with him; not fuck him & leave him. He wanted to truly love Mark, & do whatever he could that would make the man happy in love. But more important, happy with him. Phil was so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't even noticed when Mark came back into the to the room.
"What ya thinkin' about, sweetness?" Mark asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing much," Phil's face blushed a soft pink. "I was just thinking about how much fun today is going to be," he said tip-toeing up to kiss Mark's lips.
"Uh-huh... you ready to go?"
"Yeap!"
"Ok, let's go to breakfast. After that you can call your friends up so we can head to the park."
"Yes sir!" Phil mocked him standing at attention & saluting Mark as if he was a young soldier.
Mark laughed, "let's go kid."
They headed down to the lobby & enjoyed a nice breakfast. After that they both grabbed their cells to phone their friends.
TBC.