WARNING: There is a bit of slash going on in the first part of this chapter. Thought I'd just warn you so you don't get a shock.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE WRESTLER'S USED IN THIS STORY, I JUST OWN EMILY.

Chapter 1

Lips. Tongues. Kiss. Lick. Hands. Body. Touch. Feel.

Chris's entire being was buzzing as John pulled his tee shirt over his head. This was happiness, this was bliss.

Their lips connected again, tongues battling against each other. Chris rolled John over so that he was on top and slowly guided his hand to the button on John's trousers. As he kissed John again and again, he unzipped John's trousers and slid his hand in to the opening. He smiled as his hand connected with flesh, he began gently rubbing the stiff member. He nibbled John's neck, continuing his actions below. John's hand caressed Chris's back as Chris moved down, licking John's hardened nipples. John moaned in ecstasy, causing the hair on the back of Chris's neck to stand on end.

Chris's hand movements quickened as he trailed his tongue along John's chest. His skin was damp with perspiration and felt good against Chris's lips. John let put an almighty moan as he reached orgasmic peak, causing Chester's hand to become sticky.

Chris removed his hand and pulled himself up on to John whose breathing was heavy and ragged. John pulled Chester to him, their lips banging together in a passionate, enthralling kiss.

'Now it's your turn, baby,' John knocked Chris on to his back and positioned himself above him. He moved his face close and allowed his tongue to penetrate Chris's lips. He then began to slowly move sown, kissing every part of Chris's chest.

He finally reached Chris's trousers, pulling them down. Chris waited patiently as John took his mouth to Chris's manhood. He licked the length and then put his lips around the erection. He moved his mouth up and down, using his tongue for extra pleasure as Chris thrusted beneath him. Chris moaned as he grabbed at the sheets around him. John's hands rubbed his chest as Chris arched his back, forcing himself further into John's mouth. Chris's hands took hold of John's hair, manoeuvring him to where he wanted him.

Chris let out a final scream as the saltiness of his orgasm hit John's throat, causing him to swallow sharply.

"Chris? Chris? Yo, yo Chris?!" a voice shouted at Chris. He jumped, letting out a shocked yelp as he was woken by the voice of Christian Cage. "Chris, man, it was just a dream. You OK?" concern was etched into Christian's face.

"Yeah, I'm good," Chris lied. Truth was, he'd been suffering from these dreams since John had disappeared almost a year ago. He still hadn't gotten over it.

"Well, you're home now you lucky bastard. You can cuddle up to that gorgeous thing you call your girlfriend," Christian explained. Since the killing of his friend's by his estranged ex-lover, Chris had joined TNA Wrestling and caught up with all his old buddies. Chris had also found love, with his fellow survivor, Emily.

Chris grabbed his bags and jumped out of the car. He waved to Christian before slamming the door closed. Chris and Emily had also moved to Florida, so that they could be closer to the TNA offices.

Emily had also joined TNA as a Knockout. She wasn't a natural wrestler but Dixie Carter had given her the benefit of the doubt, seeing as her father was the late and great Undertaker. Dixie was happy that she had, as Emily had become one of the top stars in TNA.


Chris stood and looked at his home. Emily stood waiting on the porch for him, a smile spread across her face. He walked quickly up the steps and embraced her, kissing her lightly on the lips. It was nice coming home and seeing her smiling, it was like she had forgotten all about what happened that night after WWE Raw had ended, when they were the only people left in the building. He knew that the only reason they had got together was because they had both lost the people that they had loved, she had lost Kane and the Undertaker, and he had lost John Cena. Secretly they both regretted that they couldn't give each other their entire love, but it was nice to have some one close by that they could hold when times got hard.

Together they walked into their home, hand in hand.