(takes place after the Aug 27, 2018 Monday Night Raw, which saw Kevin Owens being defeated by Seth Rollins for the Intercontinental Championship, leading to Kevin announcing he quit.)
First thing Sami Zayn did when he heard the banging at the door was wince and the twinge in his shoulders, still recovering from the surgeries he had underwent. He looked over at the clock. 4 AM.
Sami stumbled up out of bed and walked out of his bedroom to the front door of his Montreal condo, switching on a side lamp on his way. "Okay, I'm coming!" he mumbled, listening to the continued banging. He opened the door, and there was Kevin Owens. Again. With a crazed look in his eye.
"SAMI! I QUIT!" Kevin barged in, shaking. The big man entered the living room and started pacing.
"Kevin?" Sami slurred groggily. "What do you mean?"
"That dipshit Seth! He had an open challenge for the IC, right? And I! I answered, right? But you weren't there! You weren't there! You're always there and you weren't."
"Kevin, I'm sorry, I can't...I'm not cleared. Lashley did a number on me. These surgeries are gonna take a while to get over...I'm so sorry that I can't help you." Sami slowly woke up. "Are you on something?"
"Fucking Lashley! Fucking LASHLEY!" Kevin stopped, calmed down, and slid up to his lover, gingerly taking Sami in his arms. "No, Sami, I'm just...I don't know." Kevin's voice calmed. "And it's okay. I'm not blaming you." Kevin leaned in and kissed Sami. "You're not at fault. You're perfect. I just realized…" Kevin backed up and walked away from Sami, sitting on the couch, burying his face in his hands.
The big man started whimpering, then sobbing loudly, uncontrollably.
"Kevin..." Sami tried to speak but nothing came out.
"Sami, I can't do it without you!" Kevin shot his head up to face Sami, tears streaming down his cheeks, moistening his beard. "I need you! It's not the same! You're supposed to be there with me! And if you're not there...I can't...Oh God!" Kevin buried his face in his hands again and loudly sobbed.
"Kevin, did you...you were in Toronto tonight, right? I didn't watch...I fell asleep after I took my pain meds." Sami eased his body down onto the couch next to Kevin and took one of his hands, clasping it tight...as tight as he could until his grip strength came back. "Did you drive all the way here?"
"I needed you, Sami. I quit and I had to get back to you." Kevin sobbed softly, sniffling with staggered breathing. "I need you!"
"Kevin, you're delirious right now. You need sleep. Come in and let's go to bed." Sami rubbed Kevin's hand softly. "You can call Stephanie McMahon tomorrow and explain the situation, tell her that you weren't thinking right after your match, tell her you were still dizzy from the match, whatever...but you can't just quit. You just have to wait a few months and then I can come back and we can be together again." Sami smiled at Kevin. "Hell, if you want, we can even challenge for the Tag Titles, would you like that?"
"Sami," Kevin looked at Sami, beautiful Sami with bedhead and frizzled beard and gentle face. "I don't care what we do. I just need you, Sami." Kevin leaned over and gently brushed his lips to Sami's. "You're wonderful."
The next morning, Sami woke with Kevin's arms around him. He rolled over and snuggled into Kevin's beard. This wasn't bad, was it? Kevin was unemployed, but maybe they could go back to Ring of Honor. Sami couldn't stay in WWE without Kevin there. Maybe they could go to New Japan. Maybe...maybe Sami just felt Kevin's lips kiss his forehead. And maybe those thoughts about the future melted away with the love of his man.
"I love you, baby." Kevin pulled Sami closer, tenderly holding him, aware of his surgically repaired shoulders. "You were right. I'm sorry."
Sami looked up into Kevin's sleepy face. "Sorry?"
"Yeah," Kevin absent-mindedly pressed his lips against Sami's forehead again. "I was embarrassed that I lost to Seth last night. It's like...he has Ambrose, and Roman...They're so fucking perfect and they have each other and you were there for me, and you can't be now."
"Kevin, they're not perfect." Sami slid up higher so he could look Kevin in the eye. "Ambrose was out for a long time, and Seth had to depend on himself. And Roman...if he were perfect, it wouldn't have taken him four times to win that damn red belt. One that YOU held on to for months. You're still the best champion that Raw has seen in a long time. You were there defending that belt. YOU were there. Not even I could take it away from you."
"But I had Jericho. That freak. Ugh, what was I thinking?"
Sami slid his hand down Kevin's chest and around his hip, settling on the small of his lover's back. "You needed to do what you needed to do, in order to hold on to the gold. And I...I was too blinded by my idea of justice and perfection to be that person. But then I...I remembered what was important. I remembered who was important." Sami scooted even closer to Kevin. "I can't be there for you now. Maybe you need to find someone to help you while I can't. Or maybe you can just push on doing your best until I can be by your side again."
Kevin closed his eyes and exhaled. "It kills me that you're not there, Sami."
"Habibi, I'm always there with you, in your heart." Sami leaned in to kiss Kevin, their lips parting and tongues darting out momentarily. "When you win that title, you come and show it to me, and I'll be as proud as I ever was."
"Sami, I am proud of you. And I love you." Kevin nuzzled his face in gently and kissed Sami.
Sami sighed around Kevin's lips. This is what he craved, what he constantly craved. Kevin was his everything. When Kevin wasn't there, there was this ache inside him, a dark swirling pit of dispair that only Kevin's arms could close, only his kiss could vanquish. Being away healing made Sami so needy. He got to the point where he couldn't even watch Kevin on TV anymore. Seeing Kevin perform in arenas across America just hurt Sami, even more than the surgeries did. But now Kevin was here. Sami wasn't going to think about how Kevin walked out of WWE, he only thought about how the first thing Kevin did was drive hours to be with him. He knew Kevin loved him, and now, right at this moment at least, they were free to express this love.
Kevin's hands roamed over Sami's body. The two men ground their bearded cheeks together as Kevin's hand settled on Sami's pert buttocks. He squeezed and sent shivers up Sami's lithe, furry body. Kevin knew he had to be careful with Sami, Sami knew that. But Sami also knew that the sex of his lover was a visceral need that Kevin had to satiate. Sami felt his own throbbing cock grind into Kevin's thigh, as Kevin's own thick meat was doing the same to his thigh. It was a mutual desire.
Kevin dragged his beard across Sami's chest, down the fuzzy abdomen, down to that drooling cock of his lover. Sami stifled a moan as he felt Kevin's soft, wet tongue start lapping at the hairy orbs in front of his face, letting the sticky, hooded member above flop across his forehead. Sami started whimpering when Kevin sucked one into his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue.
Sami's hand started to slide down, presumably to grab his cock and start stroking while Kevin was giving his nuts a five-star treatment, but Kevin gently took Sami's hand and laid it across his torso.
"You shouldn't move your arms," Kevin whispered. "Let me do the work, baby."
"Habibi..." Sami whispered back, as Kevin's tongue licked up Sami's veiny shaft, working its way into the foreskin. Sami listened to Kevin grunt approval at the taste of Sami's precum before sliding his lips down to the base. Kevin sucked the whole length of Sami's dick and Sami's head spun in approval.
Sami lifted his head and his eyes met Kevin's, keeping eye contact while Kevin bobbed up and down on Sami's uncut cock. Sami couldn't help it, his hips involuntarily started gently thrusting up into Kevin's throat. Kevin's mouth was so wet and hot. Sami couldn't help but to start fucking up into it to get more and more.
Kevin slurped his way off Sami's penis and let out a chuckle. "Do you need to fuck, baby?"
Sami shook at the sensations he was feeling. "It's just been so long since I've gotten off, Kev," he whined. "I need it so bad."
Kevin got up, straddled Sami's lap and smiled a devilish grin. "I'll give you a treat, how about that?"
Sami's eyes popped out of his face. "Kevin, you want it up your ass?"
Kevin reached back and aimed Sami's missile at his twitchy hole. "Hey, I know I don't bottom much but you need it and I'm feelin' the need." Kevin gasped as Sami's big mushroom pushed it's way into Kevin's most private spot. Sami watched in awe as his cock sank into Kevin, feeling its head smashed against Kevin's prostate, making his lover's own cock throb and squirt out a big glob of precum.
Kevin's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he started impaling himself on Sami. Up, then sliding all the way down, he couldn't help but to increase the pace of it, in order to maximize his pleasure. Yeah, he was usually a top, but sometimes he needed the pressure release that stretching his asshole gave him. Sami wasn't complaining either. As much as Sami loved taking Kevin inside himself, he couldn't help but to be brought ever closer to orgasm by the tugging snugness of the big bearded man's hairy hole.
"Kevin, I'm sorry, I'm not going to last here..." Sami panted as he watched Kevin, hunched over, slamming his asshole on Sami's hard-as-stone prick, drool dribbling down his beard, pawing at his own turgid penis. Kevin didn't care that Sami was close, he was close himself.
"Aw fuck, Sami, cum in my asshole!" Kevin threw his head back and stroked his cock as it started spraying, hosing Sami down with viscous rope after viscous rope of sticky jid, splashing Sami's beard with the first volleys, then finishing by matting down Sami's chest and belly fur. Kevin wiped the spittle from his beard with the back of his free hand, heavy breaths coming and going.
Kevin just started coming down from his orgasm when Sami started shooting his load. No warning to Kevin, because Sami didn't know himself. It just exploded. The intensity was jarring. No words, no grunts or moans, Sami felt like his entire being was pouring out of the tip of his dick. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't speak, just orgasm and only orgasm. His cock shot over and over into Kevin, who's asshole was still quaking from the aftereffects of his own orgasm. Sami finally gasped a huge breath and let out a low, gentle moan. That's all he could manage to do as three weeks of cum jetted out of his balls and into his lover.
Kevin slid off of Sami, who was still twitching from his intense climax. Kevin rolled down and immediately shoved his face into Sami's, kissing deeply, and Sami couldn't help but to return the kiss, their tongues fighting as hard as they did when they would face each other in the ring. Kevin felt the desperation in Sami's kiss. He needed Kevin. And Kevin needed him.
The two men returned to Earth, slowly. They snuggled and traded whispers of devotion and love. They were nearly drifting off to sleep when Sami heard his theme song playing quietly from the nightstand. Whoa-ah whoa whoa whoa! Whoaaah whoa whoa whoa…
Kevin was jarred back to life. "Hey baby, hand my my cell..."
Sami grabbed the phone, wincing at moving his arm too fast, and gently brought it back to Kevin. The two men saw the ID of the caller. Stephanie McMahon.
Kevin looked at Sami, a flash of worry and anxiety across his face, and answered.
"Hey Steph...Yeah." Kevin paused. "Well, let me explain..."
Sami just snuggled his face into Kevin's chest, hoping everything would be alright.
