Orton reached for sheamus's shirt with trembling hands. "And you have Christian. " he said with sorrow in his voice. Sheamus didn't speak to correct him, because in his mind, Christian would be back. They both stepped away, as if realizing that it would be a bad idea, then in the same instant both stepped back into each other's embrace. Orton's mouth met Sheamus's, and Orton poured every ounce of very real passion into the kis, wordlessy begging him to take him. Both men stripped hurriedly, heading to the bed as Sheamus climbed over orton, the weight of his erection pushing into the sheets beneath them.
Orton spread his massive thighs with a bliss-filled groan. He had once again prepped himself beforehand, and Sheamus placed himself at orton's entrance and pulled him into a deep kiss that made them both groan. Orton's eyes crossed as Sheamus began to delve into him, and he relaxed as much as he could, stretching his thighs as far apart as possible, groaning softly and pulling Sheamus in closer. Sheamus ran his fingers down orton's arms lightly, and Orton's eyes teared as Sheamus tapped lightly at his prostate. Orton ran his fingertips over Sheamus's broad chest as the tears spilled from his eyes. Sheamus's firm thrusts had taken a delightfully slow pace, and he tossed his head back as he thrusted, and both were overtaken by a warm passion. Sheamus looked back down and brushed the trars from Orton's slightly flustered face with his right hand.
Orton let out a long moan and arched his spine, pushing the side of his face into Sheamus's hand as he ckuched at his shoulders. thteir moans slowly reached a peak as they moaned higher and softer, kissing each other gently as both climaxed together. Sheamus rolled over to his side, his chest rising and falling as he rode out the beatiful afterglow of their powerful orgasm. He rolled to his side at the same time as Orton, who purred and snuggled shamelessly into his chest, and as Sheamus wrapped his arms around him protectively, both fell fast asleep.