No One Else's
The Sequel to 'Who You Belong To'
Pairing: CM Punk/The Undertaker
Disclaimer: While I (heart) both Punk & 'Taker, I do not own either of them. :|
Mark carried a now soundly sleeping Phil back to their hotel room. Laying him down on the bed, he carefully removed his shoes & hoodie before lifting him up again in order to place him down under the covers. Mark brushed the onyx tresses that played at Phil's eyelids back behind his ears. He smiled knowing that the elegant creature laying there belonged to him. Smiling to himself, he got undressed & headed to the bathroom. Stepping under the shower head, he allowed the hot water to relax his muscles. & rightfully so, it had been a long day at the theme park; Phil & his crew's running about had really tired him out.
'Come on Mark, get on The Demonator with me!'
'No.'
'Pleeaaaassse!'
'No.'
'Ahhh, come on! It'll be fun, I promise,' Phil said with a wicked grin.
'I'm not getting on any of that nonsense. Are you trying to kill me?!'
Phil folded his arms & pouted, 'No! I just want to get on at least one ride with just me & you.'
Mark rolled his eyes & sighed, 'Alright kid, I'll get on. But just this one. I meant it!'
Phil beamed, 'Yes! Come on, let's go!' Phil turned to run but Mark grabbed his shoulder, stopping him.
'Not before you get up here & give me a kiss,' Mark said patting his lap.
Phil blushed & smiled sweetly as he climbed up on Mark's lap. He wrapped his arms around his neck & leaned in giving the older man a passionate kiss. Mark wrapped his arms around Phil's waist, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Phil broke the kiss smiling right into Mark's eyes. He gave him a quick peck on the lips before he hopped off his lap, grabbing his arm to drag him to the roller coaster.
'Let's go!'
Mark groaned, 'I'm coming.'
Mark smiled at the flashback from earlier. Phil was just so damned adorable. He was shaken from his thoughts from a knock at the door.
"Maaaark," Phil whined.
"Yea, babe?"
"I gotta peeeeeee."
Mark laughed at Phil's tired cry. "The door's unlocked, baby. You can come in."
Phil walked sluggishly into the bathroom. He was having a hard time standing above the toilet as he was still very tired. Mark could hear the small groans coming from outside the shower curtain & laughed to himself.
"Still tired, huh?" He asked.
"Mmmm hmmm," Phil moaned.
"So the next time I say that you need to take a break, you'll take one for more than five minutes, right?" He mocked.
"Mmmm hmmm," Phil said lathering his hands under the sink. "Bye," he slurred before heading out, closing the door behind him.
Mark shook his head & turned off the water. Having completely dried himself off, he wrapped the towel around his waist & headed back into the room. He looked over to the bed to find Phil sprawled out on the bed as if he were making a snow angel. Mark couldn't help but laugh at the straightedge beauty's current position. & not wanting to forget the moment, pulled out his digital camera & snapped the photo.
He got dressed in a t-shirt & his boxers. Not wanting to interrupt his beau's peaceful slumber, he laid down in the other bed. Glancing at Phil's still figure one more time, he smiled & shut off the lights.
"Night baby," he whispered.
Phil stirred as the morning light hit his face. He groaned as he rolled over in bed feeling around. When he realized that Mark wasn't in the bed with him he began to panic, searching the room until he looked over to the other bed. With a sigh of relief, Phil got himself up & headed for the shower. When he came back to the room, Mark was still asleep. He quietly got dressed & put his hair up into a high ponytail, with a few tresses hanging down in the back & on the sides. Softly biting his nails, he crept over to the larger man's bed. He giggled at the sight of Mark with the thought that he snored like a wild bear.
Ever so gently, he crawled onto the bed from the foot & slowly crept up to the head. He grinned devilishly as he hovered over Mark's sleeping form. He straddled Mark's chest, a slight blush crossing his face. He then placed his hands on both sides of Mark's face. He winced a bit at the thought of the reprecussions of his next action, but figured he's still go through with anyway. He slowly moved his hands apart from Mark's cheek's, & geared up to bring his palms to contact with Mark's face in two hard slaps.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll decide against your next move," Mark said opening his eyes to the now frozen Phil.
Phil sat atop Mark's chest with his mouth & eyes wide. His hands were still in position to aim for their target. Mark sat up, causing Phil to fall back onto his legs. Smiling, he grabbed at Phil's underarm's, sitting him up so that he was now face to face with him. Feeling defeated, Phil poked out his bottom lip & buried his face in Mark's neck.
"So..., you were going to wake me up by slapping me, huh?" He asked mildly annoyed.
"It wasn't gonna hurt," Phil lied trying to stifle the smile that threatened to surface.
"Riiight. You do know that if you would have made contact, I'd put you over me knee right?"
"W-What?" Phil asked sitting straight up.
"Yea, I would spank the hell out of your behind for that." Mark smirked.
"Y-You can't do that," Phil said with a bit of fear lacing his voice.
Mark noticed. "Oh, but my dear sweet baby, I can," he said palming is chest.
Phil's facial expression when from shocked, to surprised, to worry. Not known to be a liar, he knew that Mark was serious. "I'm sorry," he whimpered looking down to his lap.
Mark leaned down to kiss the young prince's head. He then trailed kisses along the side of his face & neck. Phil grinned & attempted to block Mark's lips from touching him. He moved his head from side to side, he even laid down onto his back; but that only caused Mark to lift his t-shirt & place kisses over his stomach. That action caused Phil to giggle wildly like a child as he sat up, capturing Mark's mouth with his. He let out a small whimper when Mark deepend their kiss & traced his hands down his back. He slowly slid his hands down further, caressing Phil's ass. He gently squeezed it, causing Phil to gasp & himself to smile into their kiss.
He lifted Phil up to lay him down on the bed. He slowly crept over Phil, attacking his prey with more kisses. He slowly slicked his tongue across Phil's, 'STRAIGHTEDGE,' tattoo. Phil moaned softly at the gentleness Mark was showing him. Citing the relaxation in Phil's body, Mark's mouth slid lower down Phil's body. When he reached the the belt of Phil's jeans, he stopped to look up at Phil who had his eyes closed; his face flushed. He slowly began to unbuckle Phil's belt. He slowly slid down the zipper. He felt Phil's body suddenly tense, & looked up to see his beauty's worried expression.
"You OK, love?" Mark asked concerned.
"I-I, um," Phil choked out as he breathing quickened. Although he enjoyed the sweet kisses & slight teasing that Mark had given him; he wasn't sure if he wanted it to go any further than that right now. Sensing his apprehension, Mark climbed up Phil's body, nuzzling his nose against the smaller man's.
"Baby, we don't have to do anything that you're either not ready for, or that you don't want to do."
"But, don't want to--"
"Yes. I would like nothing more than to pleasure your body in any way possible. But I'm willing to wait until you are completely ready for me," he smiled & brushed his lips against Phil's. He got up off of Phil & began to get himself dressed. He then went back to where Phil was still lying on the bed & fixed his clothes.
"Come on baby. Let's make our way to the arena. You've got your big debut on Smackdown tonight." He lifted Phil from the bed, standing him up.
Phil smiled & hugged Mark tightly. He was happy knowing that Mark wasn't a pushover, & was willing to wait for him. He grabbed his bags & followed behind Mark with a huge smile on his face.
TBC.
