This is a series of short stories/one shots based off one word prompts from a 50 word prompt list. It's my own, personal prompt list so I doubt you'll be able to figure out what's next- unless you follow me on tumblr ;)
Warning: This series may have male/male relationships, sexual themes, cursing, etc. If any of that offends you, please avoid the chapters which will be clearly labeled with another warning- or simply hit the back button and do not read my stories at all. Thank you!
Warning 2: This story will hint at a male/male relationship, and contains slight cursing.
Feel free to suggest pairings; however keep in mind I have a list of 40 pairings already and most of the possible male/male WWE pairings have been requested, haha.
To decide which pairing I will use for my prompt, I use a random number generator that way there is no bias!
1: Motion – John Morrison and Mike "The Miz"
"I'm going to be sick…" Someone groaned, their voice shaky from nausea. Laughter erupted from beside the speaker, causing him to turn his head to glare at his counterpart, "It's not funny, John."
"Suck it up, you baby." Morrison teased, pinching the other man. "It's just a roller coaster. We're not even on it yet! I thought you were a man, Mike." Mike whined, staring at the line in front of them.
"I am a man!" He protested, "But I hate stuff like this…"
"Baby, baby, baby!" John chanted, rubbing his eyes from fake tears and pouting out his lips, "Isn't this how you do it?"
"Shut up!" Mike growled, shoving John away from him. John laughed and stood beside him again, using his hand to push Mike ahead once the line moved. They approached the ticket booth and Mike gave one final attempt at gaining his freedom, "Come on John… aren't you hungry? Don't you want to come back later?" John gave him a dull look.
"Mike, we have been in this line for over an hour. You're getting on the damn coaster." And with that, John shoved Mike ahead of him and through the spinning door, handing the operator two tickets before skipping ahead of Mike and leading him to the front seat.
"Do we really have to sit in the front?" Mike continued to whine, struggling against John's hand.
"Shut up, Mike. This is the first time you've ridden a coaster and I'll be damned if I let you sit in the crybaby seats!" John shoved Mike into a seat, helping him buckle, "Besides! This one doesn't even go upside down! And it only goes underground once!" Mike gaped at him.
"Are you planning on forcing me to ride one that goes upside down!" John only laughed as the assistant walked around and made sure their belts were fastened and the guard rail was down, pressed hard into their laps. Soon, he felt the familiar jerk of the coaster's wheels turning and propelling them ahead. This specific coaster started off fast, throwing them around a corner to head up to the first hill- Mike was already whimpering and squirming in his seat. As the coaster began its ascent, Mike got more and more nervous.
"I don't want to do this! Let me off of this thing! This is a crazy idea! I hate you, I hate you!" He continued like that until the car reached the top, where it went around a curve. Mike looked out over the park, he could see for miles. "Wow!" He announced, forgetting for a moment that what goes up must come down. Just as he was turning to tell John that this might not have been such a bad idea, he saw the drop. "Oh sweet mother of Go—AAHHHH!"
Mike's screams were like music to John's ears, who was laughing and had one arm in the air. Mike was clinging to his other arm for dear life, screaming bloody murder as the coaster glided across the tracks. It made a few sharp curves before Mike finally opened his eyes, just in time for them to slip underground. Mike's eyes went wide as he looked around the tunnel, the lights showing different patterns on the walls and a pre-recorded voice promising a horrific ride. "We're going to die…" he groaned, watching the patterns fly by.
"We're fine, baby." John assured, grabbing Mike's hand with his own and squeezing it firmly, "There's one last biiig hill, and then it's over- okay?" Mike nod his head, closing his eyes a moment before opening them again. He felt his heart pumping, felt the adrenaline rushing his veins and suddenly he didn't really care anymore. This was the most terrifying thing he had ever done and yet he found himself utterly addicted to the feeling his body was pumping out. It was a feeling similar to his first time being in the WWE ring.
"I'm fine." Mike announced, looking at John and smiling. The coaster flew out of the tunnel suddenly and began its final ascent, going slowly as the chains clicked to lift the car. Mike looked behind him, seeing the face of all the other passengers. He smiled at those directly behind them, and then turned ahead again. "I can do this." He said firmly, placing his hands on the guard rail in their lap and holding firm. The coaster flew down the last hill, and Mike found himself cackling right alongside John.
Finally, the car came to a halt and Mike felt the guard rail lift itself. He suddenly found himself shaking heavily, hands struggling to unhook the belt across his lap lacing him in. John chuckled, reaching over to free Mike. "T-Thanks…" Mike shuddered, standing and now finding his legs to be of a jello-like consistency. He stumbled off of the coaster and to the exit, before collapsing against the wall.
"You okay, babe?" John asked, looking at Mike with concern.
"That… that was a rush…" Mike laughed, grinning wide at John. "Let's do it again!"