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John held back a sigh of relief. Touching he could do. "Please stand up, Shea." John ordered softly, climbing from the bed. Sheamus moved to stand and took a few steps away from the bed to allow John to move around him.
John walked over to Sheamus and untied the belt that held his robe closed. He slid his boyfriends robe off his body and let it fall to the floor, seeing his man's bare pale skin in person for the first time in two weeks. "You're beautiful, Master." He whispered almost reverently. Sheamus tried to stop his body from shivering when he felt the robe being moved from his body. John's whispered praise helped him calm back down.
"Th-thank ye, Angel." John led Sheamus to the bed and sat him down. Climbing to sit on his lap, he began to place soft kisses all over his lover's neck and chest, talking softly between kisses. "Missed you so much...I love you, Baby.."

"I missed ye too, Angel..." He gave a relaxing sigh at how soft and warm John's lips felt on his skin. "Feels nice."
"Good." John moved off so that Sheamus could lay down. "Why don't you lay down and we'll try our hand at a massage again? I'll go slow this time and no teasing I promise."
"Whatever ye wish, Angel...me back or front first? Ye will also need to see if I have lotion packed...unless ye have something? ye know the small bottles the hotels give us won't do much." John walked over to dig through his bag.
"I have some." He blushed. "Randy gave me some massages last week so I bought some scented lotion. I guess on your front first. We can start out slow." Sheamus nodded.
"Guide me, Angel?"
John walked over with the lotion and helped Sheamus to lay down on the bed on his belly. "Would you feel more comfortable with me wearing my boxers, Sweets, or can I take them off?"

"Whichever ye want, Angel. If I tell ye what to do...then that is not exactly placing trust now is it?" He rolled over in the bed, using his hands to feel where he was on the bed.
"I'm sorry, Sweets. I'm terrible at being in charge unlike Randy." John dropped his boxers and squirted some lotion in his hands, rubbing them together to warm it. "I'm much better at following directions than giving them."
"I know Angel...Just take yer time..."
John climbed on top of Sheamus, straddling his waist. He almost groaned as his naked cock rubbed against his lover's skin as he bent to rub the lotion into Sheamus' chest. Maybe giving a massage naked after two weeks apart was not such a good idea. John fought to stay focused as he rubbed the lavender-scented lotion in gently. Sheamus gave a faintly shaky breath, feeling no sign of fabric. Sheamus tucked his hands under his head as he breathed in the calming scent of the lavender. "Good pick of scent, Angel."

"Thank you. I like it. It's relaxing." John ran his hands all over Sheamus' hard chest, feeling the strength contained in the muscles. "Damn...I missed you, Master. I thought of you every night. When I was alone in my bed."
"Aye, that it is...and I have thought of ye both..." A light smile came to his lips. "Told to try to think of good things before I go to bed...help to focus where me dreams may try to go."
"Did it work?" John added more lotion and moved down Sheamus' body to his stomach and thighs. "Did you dream of me and Randy?"
"I...I did re-remember a few." Sheamus worked to control his breathing as John's hands moved to his legs. Even though not told he moved them a little to allow John better access. While maybe not the intended result it was still a positive one that he was more turned on by the experience then scared. As John's hands brushed the tops of his leg he couldn't help his cock twitching slightly.

John wanted to keep talking, keep their connection as he touched his boyfriend's body. "Tell me about one you remember." John added lotion and began to rub a little into Sheamus' cock and balls, moving his hand softly as he kept his tone calm. Sheamus gave a faint moan as John touch his cock.
"Mmmm feels nice, Angel. Ma-many of me dreams are si-simple th-things..." He licked his lips as he tried not to shift too much on the bed as he continued to get aroused from John's touch. "Ye-ye know...nice quiet time to-together...ju-just enjoying a me-meal...on-once was a picnic...no one to bo-bother us...no fans...no media...mmmm Ju-just the three of us..."
"That sounds wonderful." John answered with almost a sad tone to his voice. "As much as I love being a wrestler the idea of being able to do things like picnics for us openly sounds just perfect." He moved his hands down Sheamus' legs, a lump suddenly forming in his throat.

"I...I didn't mean to ma-make ye sad, Angel."
"You didn't, Sweets." John worked at collecting his feelings as he added lotion to Sheamus' legs. "I love being a WWE Superstar. It's like I'm living my childhood dream. It's only at times I wonder how different life would be if we didn't have all the heavy work load and fame holding us back. We could just be us...And do things openly like picnics without worrying what others would say."
"Ok, Angel...I am unsure how open I could be to others...yer family is a big step for me." Sheamus gave a brief chuckle but tried to hide it when John's hands brushed the sensitive backs of his knees. John smirked as he heard Sheamus' small chuckle.
"You ticklish, Sweets?" He teased, lightly brushing his fingers over the spot again, his eyes filled with fun. He tried not to jerk, giving another chuckle. "Ack...just a lil...Angel..."
John snickered and moved down to finish his boyfriend's legs and feet. "So is Randy." He confided. "Especially right under his arms. I held him down and tickled him senseless once. Made him mad as hell." Now Sheamus chuckled for a different reason.
"I can just imagine. He isn't exactly one for jokes...well, unless he the one playing them. I can just picture the sound he makes when he gives an honest laugh."

"Yeah, I love his real laugh. It's so different from his evil maniac taking over the world laugh." John finished Sheamus' feet. "Ready to roll over for me, Babe?" Sheamus rolled over without any hesitation.
"This is quite an interesting experience." He folded his arms and rested his head on them and turned it to the side.
"You seem at ease, Babe. I'm glad things are going so well." John once again straddled his man, working to massage Sheamus' shoulders. "Have you seen Randy recently?" He asked, trying to keep the conversation going.
"Just on our video chats, Angel...I still remember when he called me and ye teases that first time we used the cameras. Then the things ye two pull."
John laughed as he moved down Sheamus' back. "So, you enjoyed our video chat a few days back? Randy calling you with me all tied up again. Damn, that was some fun shit."

"Glad ye enjoy it...Maybe someday I will get back to that point...I know ye wouldn't thin much of it...but I am sure Mo Ghrá would like the thought of me tied and at his mercy...Even if he does now seem to enjoy the bottom roll more with me. I am sure he still misses being in control with me at times. And maybe a small part of me does miss it as well."
"Yeah, there is something so freeing about being at the mercy of someone you trust. I love the feeling." John reached Sheamus' ass and hesitated. "Stop me if I make you nervous, Sweets." He took both hands and began to rub the round globes, enjoying the feel in his hands.

Sheamus did give a faint shutter, but didn't stop John. If he called stop the moment there was any nerves he would never get past it, he would never heal. His breath was ragged for a few moments before he calmed himself down again. "Yer good, Angel...tis fine."
"Just remember it's only me, Shea. It's John. Picture it in your mind. Me rubbing your body down, loving you." John encouraged as he continued to touch the muscular ass.
"Aye..." Sheamus shifted lightly under John's touch. He gave a faint relaxing sigh. John moved on to Sheamus' legs once again, knowing his massage was almost complete. "I'm almost done, Sweets. Do you think that's enough for one day or do you want to try more things?"
"It is an interesting experience...having a sense taken from ye...do not take this the wrong way...I just don't think ye can push me boundaries like I need them to be. Ye worry too much ye may trigger an episode...the thing is I need to be pushed with triggers so I can fight them. Ye are worried I will be hurt by yer actions...but that is what I need done. For me to heal I will need to be hurt at times...ye will need to see that, Angel...cause I will need yer support. Do ye understand...can ye handle that for me?"

John knew that Sheamus spoke the truth. He let out a small sigh. "Yes, I can do that for you, Shea. I guess we are both learning. What are some things that I can do to trigger you? Help me out, Babe." John's voice was almost pleading.
"Nothing today, Angel...just knowing I can deal with being touched while not seeing is a start. Tis maybe more ye just supporting me...keeping me focused while we let Randy try a few things. I just hope he will be ok that I didn't tell ye both sooner of me seeing someone about this. Also that he will be ok helping me work through these things." He knew John was working around him still 'with kid gloves' and knew Randy even though they loved each other could trigger that fear reaction he needed to face. John was relieved by Sheamus' words though he tried not to show it. He knew that Randy could give his Irish lover all that he needed to face his demons.
"Whatever you want, Shea. I'm here for you. But you should tell Randy as soon as you get the chance. You don't want him pissed thinking you are hiding things from him." John reached up to loosen and pull the blindfold from Sheamus' eyes. He missed Randy being with them so badly. When his Viper was there all John had to do was sit back and let Randy take charge.

"Well, we are seeing him next week I believe right? Well as long as we don't get slammed with media blitzes." Sheamus blinked his eyes adjusting to the light again. He shifted his weight to carefully knock John off his back. He then climbed on top of him, pinning him to the bed. An impish smile crossed his face that gave him an almost boyish look. "This is what ye prefer don't ye Angel...ye under me...at me mercy." A twinkle shone in his paled blue eyes.

John's body immediately began to heat at the feeling of his Master on top of him. "You know me so well." John grinned back, loving the mischievous smile on Sheamus' face.
"I do try, Angel...I do try." Sheamus lowered his shields just slightly as he leaned down to start to lightly kiss John's neck. He moved his legs so he straddled John's, allowing him to lightly grind his hips down toward John's, a low moan at the skin to skin contact of their cocks. He started to nibble on the sensitive skin of John's neck. John gave a slight shudder from Sheamus' attention on his neck. Their hardening cocks felt so good rubbing together, creating blissful friction.
"Feels good, Sweets." He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation. Sheamus moaned in agreement. He moved his lips to lick the outside of John's ear.
"Ye feel so good against me, Angel. Nice, soft, warm...heavenly." He took a hold of the earlobe with his teeth, lightly tugging on it, his arm feeling along John's with a low growl like moan. He could feel how charged John was from their time away. Randy could have worn him out every night they were apart, yet John somehow was always charged and ready for their playing.