Ok, here's my new story people. It's only my second story and first slash so if u leave a review please be kind.
Disclaimer: The usual. I own none of the characters. etc.
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"Jeff Hardy?"
"Nah, been there done that. He's waaaay to easy." Adam laughed.
"Ok, how about Matt Hardy?" Randy asked.
"I don't think so. He's not my type."
"Since when do you have a type?" Chris asked laughing.
"Excuse me, I'm not a slut you know. I do have some standards." Adam responded snippily.
"Alright, gee no need to get worked up about it. How about Khali?" Randy asked trying to keep a straight face.
"Randy, are you trying to gross me out? Come on be serious you guys." Adam said.
"Oh wait. I've got one. There is absolutely no way in hell you can get this guy into bed." Chris replied with a cocky grin.
"There is not a single person alive that I couldn't get into bed, thank you. So who is it?" Adam replied.
"John Cena." No more words were needed. Everyone knew that John was practically untouchable in the locker room. A lot of guys had tried and failed to get to John. Adam would be no different.
"Ok, so there may be one person who I can't sleep with. John? Really? You don't think I could get him into bed?" Adam asked.
"Nope, not on your best day. John isn't gay, remember?" Randy replied smiling.
"Well, it will definitely be a challenge. We have a lot of history together so I may be able to charm my way into his good graces. Then I can charm my way into his bed. You know what your on." Adam replied thinking of all the ways he could woo John.
"Ok, but don't say we didn't warn you when you don't come out on top." Chris said chuckling.
"Very funny, Irvine. What are we betting and how long do I have?"
"Let's see. I think if you win you get what you've always wanted, one of us in bed. If we win you have to be our slave for two weeks. You have one month to get into Cena's pants." Chris replied smirking.
"One month, huh? I can do that, but you guys can't interfere to try and get me to lose." Adam replied seriously.
"We won't, promise." Randy said holding up his hand in a scout's honor gesture.
"Ok, it's a deal." Adam said and held out his hand for Chris and Randy to shake. Just as they'd finished talking a stagehand came to tell Adam his match was up. "Gotta go, but I'm going to get this bet going tonight after the show. So, if you see John why don't you invite him for drinks?" Adam suggested to the two lovebirds.
"Alright, will do. Have a good match." Randy replied.
"See ya." Adam said and then left the locker room.
After Adam left for his match Chris and Randy continued talking about the bet until John came in and then they abruptly stopped.
"Hey, John. How's it going?" Randy asked the chain gang leader.
"It's going good. I see you two are still together." John replied happy for his friend.
"Yeah, we are. Listen, a few of us are going for drinks after the show. We were wondering if you'd like to join us?" Chris asked John hoping he'd say yes. After all, they promised Adam they wouldn't try and interfere so they may as well help a bit.
"I don't know. Who's all going?"
"Actually, it'll just be four of us. You, me, Randy and Adam." Chris said.
"Adam? Come on, you guys know we don't get along very good." John replied with a frown. Although why they didn't get along he wasn't sure of. He figured they'd just never taken the time to know each other outside of work.
"Well there's a first time for everything. Really, John you haven't been out with us in ages. It's about time you had some fun." Randy said looking at John with a puppy dog face.
"Alright, I'll come just stop looking at me like that. You're freaking me out a little. Does he always get his way when he does that?" John asked Chris.
"Yep, pretty much. Who do you think taught him that?" Chris asked with a laugh.
"Annnyway, meet us outside when the show's over and we'll all ride together, ok?"
"Yeah yeah, aiight catch ya later." John said before leaving.
"Well, that was easier than I thought it would be." Chris replied smiling at his lover.
Randy nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, I thought we'd have more of a fight on our hands. Maybe he's realizing that he needs to socialize more, especially with his friends." Randy said.
"Ok, enough about John. We need to get ready for our match. So, come on get up." Chris said pulling Randy up off the couch.
"That shouldn't be a problem." Randy smarted.
"That's not what I meant and you know it. Now come on let's go get ready."
"Yes, boss man." Randy said saluting him.
"And don't you forget it." Chris replied laughing.
Randy walked over to Chris, pushing him against one of the lockers. "As long as you don't forget who the boss is in the bedroom." Randy whispered in Chris' ear causing him to shiver. He then moved his mouth lightly over Chris' jaw until he reached his mouth and kissed him with all the passion he had.
They broke apart when they heard someone whistle.
"Oh hey Adam. Did you need something?" Randy asked breathless.
"Nope, just wanted to let you know your match is up in like ten minutes. A stagehand knocked but when they didn't get an answer they left. Guess I can see why you didn't hear them." Adam chuckled.
"Shut it, Adam. Can we help it if you're jealous?" Randy asked with a smirk.
"Jealous? Of you two? I don't think so. I can get some action anytime I want, thank you." Adam stated in a cocky tone.
"Well, we've got a bet going that says differently don't we?" Chris replied just as cocky as Adam.
"Speaking of which, did you guys see John? I couldn't find him after my match." Adam asked. He'd looked everywhere for him but couldn't find him. Anyone he asked said they hadn't seen him all night.
"As a matter of fact he came in here about ten minutes after you left. We invited him and he said he'd come." Chris replied.
"Shit, Chris. We gotta go." Randy replied making his way to the door. Before the door closed he told Adam that John was meeting them outside after the show.
