Title: Drawn to you
Author: Cal (Jorli92)
Pairing: CM Punk X Edge Mention's of Randy Orton/Edge
Chapter 1/2
Rating: M (18+++)
Warnings: M/M, lang, smut, Somewhat Dark, oral Sex.
Summery: Edge is not immune to CM Punk's dark charms, infact, for him, he's intranced, theres a strong gravition like pull, that holds him, draws him to the TNA star.
Disclaimer: I own nothing...
A/N: Takes place in Maybe 2005-ish, so Punk is in TNA/ROH, keep in mind Punky was a blonde...
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Edge's/Adam's POV
"Adam! Where are you going?" Randy Orton called as I attempted to sneak out of the locker room unnoticed. 'Nice going asshole' I thought groaning to myself, forcing a smile on my face as i turned to face the younger man. "What do you need, Orton?" i asked wincing at how much of a dick i sound, seeing Randy's expression as he caught the tone of my voice. "Umm something wrong Adam?" he asked blue orbs watching mine intently.
Now Let's pause this right here, kay? I wanna take the time to let everyone know, that Young Randal Orton, is head over heels for lil old me... Now that sounds dandy right? I mean who wouldn't want Randy Orton in love with them, am i right? Well big problem for Randal, it's that well... i simply don't feel the same way. No my desires... my heart calls another... My heart, craves the attention of another man.
Another man who at this point is completely untouchible... out of reach, WAY out of my reach. The man i crave, C.M. Punk or Phil Brooks... Sorry! I lost my train of thought! The things that man does... OH! The things i wish he'd do to me! And now now yound Randal is staring at me with a look of confussion on his pretty little face.
I took a shuddering deep breath, reminding myself to breathe. "Nothing is ... wrong Randy. I am perfectly fine. Kay?" Randy is smarter then anyone gives him credit for, he doesn't look fazed by my bold ass lie. Eh can't fool 'em all i suppose...
I give a fake smile for Randy, before spinning on my heel, deciding that if i'm goona go through with what i've planned for later tonight, i better shower. I grabbed my shower essentials, turned the knob on hot, and hopped in, not seeing that Mr. O had followed me in.
I completely forgot his pressence as my eyes slipped shut, suddenly snapping open as a i felt a pair of warmer lips wrapp around my hard cock, beginning to suck, and deep throat me. "Randy!" I hissed cupping the back of his head with both hands, thrusting my hips against his face, making him gag slightly. I looked down int his blue orbs that were filled with desire, and love, adorition, things i did not deserve from him. Call me a dick, call me an asshole, but i did the only thing i could to get off, i closed my eyes and imagined my little blonde Punker on his knees pleasing me.
His goregous body art, glorious blonde locks, taunt body, slight facial hair, tongue ring rubbing my hard cock as he swallowed me whole. Loving the cold metal of his lip ring against my hard flesh, his eyes, his goregous blue eyes, filled with possesiveness, for me. That did it, I held Punk's head there, fucking his goregous face hard, before shooting my load down his throat, and on his neck and chin. He feel back onto the tiled floor of the shower, and i took a deep breath, opening my eyes with dispair to see Randy kneeling where C.M. Punk should be.
I sneered shoving Randy's shoulder hard, sending The LegendKiller acrossed the room, stumbling backwards against the far stall, grabbing my towel and storming out of the shower area, leaving a heartbroken Randy in my wake. I dried myself, tossing the shit into my begs, dressing myself quickly, as Randy came walking in timidly.
"Adam I'm sorry... about the blowjob... it was my ... first... sorry it was so bad..." He mumbled not looking at me in the face. 'His first? Whoa he thinks i pushed him over that?' I turned to face him, cupping his face so he was looking at me as well. "Randy it's not even that" I murmured letting his face go as i finished getting ready.
"Then what is it Adam... I really... Love you." He confessed as i released a sigh, annoyed. "Listen Randy... i gotta be somewhere, so please back off." I muttered coldy as i finished, grabbed my bag and exited the WWE arena, heading for enemy territores as Randy's blue orbs teared.
TNA
I shivered as i took my seat in the crowd, watching the show, as though i were a fan. And out he comes! looking as beautiful as ever, blonde locks tucked behind his pireced ears, as he stood next to Raven and his other goon which i didn't care to notice, my eyes were locked on C.M. Punk. I felt my cock growing stiff in my jeans as i watched him wrestle some nobody. He won. I clapped for him. He left and so did i, waiting for the securdy guards to fuck up, and fuck up they did. You never turn your back on the entrance your supposed to be protecting! What if someone whated to hurt Punk? Jackasses...
I looked at the locker room names on the doors, stopping at C.'s, but he wasn't inside, he was sitting on a crate, several feet away from me. Wearing a TNA T-shirt, and a white and blue baseball cap, one he always wor. His blue orbs were locked on me as i slowly approached him. He looked goregous, and yet pissed off. He always looked pissed off these days and for the life of me, i did not know why, but i'd kill to know.
He watched me with contempt, eyeing me up and down. "Hello." I murmured easily watch him look up slowly. "Yes? Can i help you?" he asked eyes narrowed in that normal way. I smiled as i gently touched his broad shoulder. "Matter of fact ya can" I murmured wiggling my eyes brows as i kissed him gently on the lips. To my surprize he kissed me back...
End of Part 1
