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"Sadly, yes." John sighed. "Damn, you are a cruel man. Get my body heated and aching again only to remind me of work." John said the last part teasingly, with a small smile.
"I am sure ye can feel, Angel yer not the only one in that situation. How about we get up and turn this into a shower?"
"Sure, whatever you want." John stood up, surprised that Sheamus had cut their soak short. "You want a hand up, Sir?" Though not needed he knew John liked to feel helpful. "Sure, Angel." Sheamus raised his hand up. Of course nothing could hide his aroused state; he saw John wasn't much better. His icy blues were faintly darker from his heated desire. He could not help eyeing John's cock before his eyes drifted up John's body. John took Sheamus' hand and pulled him to his feet. He stood still as a statue, the only sound his chest heaving as he stared up into his Master's eyes with deep longing.

"Damn, Angel." Sheamus took John in his arms, kissing him deeply he moaned against John's lips. He slipped his hands down to John's ass. He stopped and just held John, resting his head on John's shoulder as he panted for breath. "Is Randy ever this ba-bad, Angel...I do-don't even think I been ro-round ye 12 hours."
"You guys are getting pretty close." John answered, panting a little himself. "Although at least we talked first. Randy pounced on me the moment I walked through the hotel room door, started ripping my clothes off and was buried balls deep inside me before I got a chance to even say hello."
"I am doubtful he was that bad, Angel...I am sure ye both learned the hazard of dry entry...or was he already slicked with lube waiting?" He chuckled.

"I honestly don't remember but he must have been because I wasn't too sore after. All I know is he was stripped naked and waiting on me." John almost licked his lips at the memory. "That thick tan cock standing up hard and those sexy bedroom eyes was a hell of a sight to see."
"Well in a few days, Angel." Sheamus reached with one hand to take a hold of John's cock. "But until then...when ye don't need to be WWE Champion Cena...ye are my willing plaything..." He leaned down, kissing his lips then neck. "Aren't ye?"
"Y-Yes, Sir." John let out a soft moan as Sheamus touched his cock. "I'm always yours to use. Even when we are apart...I never forget who my Master is."
"Good...Question..." Sheamus stroked John a little harder. "When Randy had ye wearing that plug...did he slip it in after he filled ye full of his cum or was yer ass actually empty?" He took a hold of John's hand, bringing it to his own hard cock.

"A-After he had filled me." John began to stroke Sheamus' cock. "He wanted me to think of him all day long." John's voice actually grew hesitant. "That doesn't anger you does it, Sir?"
"Nay..." Sheamus moaned at John's touch. "Al-almost wish I th-thought of it first." He took a deep breath. "Ah, screw it..." He kissed John's neck. "Remember on our first?"
"You mean in the shower, Master?" John asked, biting back a moan. "The first time you made me fly and then almost carried me out because I was so spent?"

Sheamus slowly took John's hand that was stroking him and pulled it away. He stopped touching John at the same time. He turned John around, pushing him up against the empty wall of the tub. "Actually I did make ye fly, Angel..." He gripped both of John's hands, placing them on the wall. He moved to hold both hands with one of his own. His free hand moved to grope John's ass. It then snaked between John's legs to fondle his balls. "I carried ye to bed...ye were like putty in me hands."
"I was, Master." John groaned as he felt his sensitive balls touched. "And I have been ever since. Just putty in your hands..."
Sheamus leaned near John's ear. "Ye know what I want to hear, Angel..." His voice was a harsh whisper as he spoke then he lightly nibbled along John's neck, feeling as the skin trembled under his touch.

"Me b-begging for your cock, Sir?" John asked as he arched his back in pleasure. "D-Damn...Please don't stop biting my neck, Master. S-So good.."
Sheamus dragged his tongue over the spot his teeth lightly marked. "Aye...beg...beg so sweetly for me...I love the way it sounds..." He started to nibble again, maybe even a little harder.
"Please...mmmm...I want, no I need you, Master. I am aching for you to fill me, complete me. Please claim me again as your sub...your willing slave. Please." John's breaths came in short bursts as he fought to stay in control of his lust. Sheamus let go of groping John. He seemed almost reluctant to stop teasing John's neck.
"Keep yer hands on the wall...But ye can slide them down a little...I want that ass stuck out nice and far for me." He stepped back and moved to remove the tub plug.

John let his hands slide a little down the wall so that his palms rested flat against the wall, very similar to a criminal being arrested. He spread his legs a little and stuck his ass out just as his Master had ordered him to do, always eager to please. Sheamus rested one hand on John's back as he slicked two fingers and slowly wiggled them between John's cheeks before pushing them into John's ass, it was still coated with his cum. His voice soft as he slowly pumped his fingers. "I already have yer ass so full of me essence, Angel...wonder if I tried to fill ye more if it would just seep out of ye."
"I don't care if it does. I n-need it. Please don't deny me, Sir." John begged as his cock dripped pre-cum it was so hard and needy. Sheamus removed his fingers and took his cock, lining it up before he slowly started to push into John's willing body. He took his time to fully join with John.
"Ye feel so good, Angel." He wrapped one hand around John's waist to lightly stoke John. He would occasionally run the pad of his thumb over the leaking tip. He moaned, feeling John twitching around his cock. He slowly pulled back before gliding back in. "I am going to take me time this time, Angel...Nice and slow...drag this as long as I wish."

"W-Whatever you want, Master. It all feels perfect to me." John closed his eyes, letting the sensations wash over him. "As long as I feel you that's all that matters to me."
"Good...ye are so good, Angel...ye do feel perfect..." Sheamus moaned as he continued with the nice, slow, more gentle pace, taking his time to feel every inch of John's ass as he slid all the way in then back out. "So good, Angel..."
"Thank you, Sir. I love you." John spoke with feeling as he felt the Irishman worship his body slowly. Sheamus leaned over, placing kisses over John's toned shoulders.
"I love ye too, Angel...even if the words may not pass me lips often know I do so much." He placed more kisses. "That tis why I wish to be as ye wish me to be...fulfill yer wishes."
"I know you do, Master. It means so much to me." John let out a shudder, feeling goose bumps from the kisses. "You don't have to say it. I can always feel your love. It's in every touch and every kiss you give me."
"Good...now just relax." Sheamus wrapped his other arm around John's torso. "Relax and allow yer body, yer mind...yer soul to feel the connection between us..." More light kisses. "Feel us as one...a connection that goes deeper than the physical."

John followed his lover's instructions, closing his eyes to relax and feel their love. For once no dirty talk or even pleading crossed John's lips; all he could hear in the room was their breathing and the beating of his own heart. Warm tears began to trickle from his closed eyes as he felt the deepest connection that he had ever felt with anyone over the thirty plus years of his life. "M-Master."
"I have ye, Angel...I am never any farther then a thought away." Sheamus gave a shaky breath, allowing a natural ebb and flow to take place between their bodies. Even though a sexual act was taking place that was no longer the core of the moment. Sliding in deep he made no more movement as he just leaned over John, holding him, his lips resting lightly on the spot between John's shoulder blades. His eyes drifting closed to take in the moment.

John was at total peace. He forgot he was even in the middle of sex with Sheamus, it was like he was surrounded by feelings of love and belonging. "I never knew it was possible." He choked out, his heart breaking from the beauty of the feeling. "To feel so close to another person. To feel so cared for..."
Slowly Sheamus pulled out. "Relax yer arms, Angel...I still have ye."
John let his hands drop, his heart full with the powerful emotions. He just wanted time to stand still and the moment to last forever. Sheamus moved John in his grasp at this point the sexual gratification forgotten for something much more. He gazed into John's eyes. He leaned down, kissing him softly. "Lets get washed from earlier today, Angel...I know it's late...but I could really do with a small meal before we try to get more sleep. How bout ye Angel? Ye hungry?"

"I could eat something I guess. Whatever you want to do, Sweets." At this point John could care less what went on in the world around him. He was basking in the feelings he had experienced. "I want you to know something, Sheamus." All pet names were gone as John addressed his lover. "My entire life up until I met you I had felt desired and loved by people for a lot of different reasons. Because I was famous...because I had money...because some thought I was sexy or attractive. Never, until that night in the pool with you had I ever felt loved just for being me. Being John. I feel that from Randy now at times too but you were the first person to ever make me feel that way." John looked into Sheamus' eyes. "And I'm forever grateful."
"Yer welcome, John..." Sheamus slowly let John go to move around him to set the water so they could take a quick shower. He then moved to grab where he had left the body wash.

"Funny Randy never came on Skype tonight did he?" John asked as he wiped his eyes. Sheamus began washing before handing John the relaxing scented wash. "Nay...I did check before I followed ye in here. If he was he didn't leave us a message."
"Strange. When I talked to Randy on my way over here in the taxi he promised to come on tonight." John took the body wash and began cleaning himself.
"Ye think we have reason to worry?" Sheamus tried to rack his brain for an explanation. "Maybe he got wrapped with a last-minute meeting and then was tired?"
John frowned as he thought over that possibility. "Maybe...That's all I can think of. You don't have any bad feelings do you?"

"Nay...but I never have with him before..." Sheamus closed his eyes, trying to focus. "Well it is a bit late to try to call him...we will try before breakfast, ok?"
"Yeah. Ok." A little of John's blissful mood faded as worry began to creep in. He hurried to get himself clean, eager for some rest. Sheamus finished and rinsed. He then moved out of John's way. He dried off before moving to the main room. He grabbed his robe where it was dropped earlier in the day and threw it on before moving to look at the room service menu. John finished up in the bathroom and came into the main room to look through his bags for a pair of sleep shorts. "Find anything that looks good?" He asked.
"Seems the grill is shut down this late..." Sheamus sighed, looking the choices over. "So it is basically salad, sandwich type things or...dessert." He bit his lower lip in thought.
"It doesn't matter to me. I don't need much anyway." John pulled out the shorts and slid them on. "Just order me the same of whatever you order for yourself."

Sadly dessert was still a hard subject for him, so Sheamus called down ordering two roast beef sandwiches on dark rye. It included side orders of house made slaw and dill pickle spears. He moved to sit in front of the laptop, turning the screen on. He gave a faint sigh, still not seeing activity from Randy's account. He was trying not to stress over it...He hoped he was letting his mind play games after John told him Randy said he would meet them on-line. John watched as Sheamus checked his computer, his own worry growing with the concern he saw on his boyfriend's face. "Still nothing from Randy I take it?"
"Nay...but I don't want to call to check in case he is asleep." Sheamus got up, walking over to John pulling him into his arms just to hold him. He rested his head on John's shoulder. "Tell me I am worrying over nothing, Angel...tell me it just slipped his mind..."