A/N: Thanks to CazB and Krol and Dracula's B**** for the Reviews!
"I'am picking what I want. And I'm Doing what I want. When you're making Four Hundred Million in Revenue for the UFC, you can do whatever the fuck you want.
I'm living the Whatever the Fuck I want life" McGregor Quote.
With his Growing Fame, McGregor didn't want to leave the house. But His Fake Girl-friend Devlin came in saw the blood. She Freaked out. McGregor ended up having to call one of Dana's Private Doctors to come and check him over. Dr Fox examined his hand and carefully wiped the blood away.
"It looks worse than it is. It just needs cleaning and some tape" She said.
"Thanks Doc, see Dee my lovely...no need to worry" McGregor said with a nod. The Doctor was gone, with a Smile and a Cheque. He couldn't stay at home. Devlin would drive him crazy.
"Dev, I'm good. I'm just gonna get some fresh air okay?" McGregor said.
He got a limo to take him to the Gym. Fans followed him. He ended up doing a Media workout with one hand. So his Training was mostly Kicking and "Fake" sparring. He let fans take Pictures and thought about getting Pub drinks for them. But he looked at his phone and got a Better offer from Dominick Cruz.
"Free Drinks to Apologise!" The Text Title said.
"Sorry about the last time! Me and Dillashaw r gonna make it up to you Champ!" Dominick had written.
Cruz didn't have to tell McGregor Twice. He'd rather watch Dom pay for Drinks than splash out with his own hard earned cash. After Hanging out with his Team-Mates at the McGregor Mansion he took them to the Club, looking around for Dominick.
Instead he saw Dom's Dillashaw. He nodded and walked over to the Blonde Bantam-Weight Champion. Dillashaw was Dressed in a Grey Elevation Shirt, a Navy Jacket, and Dark Reebok Trousers. McGregor's Team-Mates Artem and Pendred shook his Hand, McGregor Quickly gave them money and sent them to the Bar.
"Looking Good as Usual Dilla-Snake"
"Thanks, Dom's gonna be late" Dillashaw said.
"Pity he's supposed to be paying for my Drinks" McGregor said.
"I'll pay for one, but that's it" Dillashaw said.
McGregor noticed that as soon as Dillashaw went to the VIP side of the bar, the Girls were all over him. They offered to buy Dillashaw Drinks. He saw Dillashaw nod and smile. Moments later the Bantam-Weight Champion came back with the Drinks and the Girls.
One was Blonde and the other was a Pale Red-Head. McGregor pointed at the Red-Head and asked if she was Irish.
"On my Father's Side! But I won't make a Fool of myself. I know you've got the Lovely Dee at home" She said, turning her attention back to Dillashaw.
McGregor was about to ask her who Dee was when he remembered Devlin. So he sipped his Drink while Both Girls were Drapped over Dillashaw's Shoulders. The Red Head was Asking Dillashaw about his Work-out Routine, and was touching his arms. When Dillashaw began talking to her about Training, the Blonde made her way over to McGregor's side.
"Congrats on the belt and the Bonus money" The Blonde said.
"Yeah I got Plenty of that" McGregor said.
"Rumours are that you're getting a New Tattoo. I love your Monkey One. Can I see it?" The Blonde asked.
Before McGregor could give her Permission the Blonde had her hands on him. She was trying to lift up his T-shirt. McGregor looked at the VIP door, Suspicious of Cameras.
"Woah Ladies, why don't you get us some more drinks?" Dillashaw asked.
McGregor pulled out some money and told the girls to find Artem and Pendred. The Blonde got off of McGregor and took the cash. Both Girls left without looking back.
"Do you wanna Go to the VIP lounge? It's more private then here, and we won't get fans Bothering us every five minutes" Dillashaw said.
McGregor shrugged and followed Dillashaw into the VIP lounge. It was bigger than he thought. He sat on the sofa and picked up a Wine glass. Funnily enough The wine Bottles weren't near the Glasses. They were dotted in corners of the room. McGregor ran his had over the slim Black Table, when Dillashaw carefully sat next to him.
"No Joe tonight huh?" Dillashaw said.
"Fuck no. I'm done that twat" McGregor said.
"Me and Dom are kind of Done too, if that makes you feel any better" Dillashaw said.
"Really...does Dom know that?" McGregor asked. He guessed Dillashaw was lying. But he wasn't going to get Involved in Dillashaw's Business.
"So you're Single, let's celebrate!" Dillashaw said.
The Bantam-Weight Champion got a Wine bottle, grabbed the silver Bottle Opener and popped the Cork open. The Cork Shot up and McGregor shielded himself. He was a Little Shocked when Dillashaw opened McGregor's legs and stood in his space with the wine bottle.
"Wanna Share?" Dillashaw asked.
McGregor gently pulled Dillashaw towards him. He thought Dillashaw was going to kiss him again. But Dillashaw got on the floor and slid his hand over McGregor's Crotch. Sure, McGregor could lean back, close his eyes and think and of Joe. But Dillashaw might not even be that Good...
But he had to give him a Chance. After all McGregor was single now.
McGregor opened his legs relaxed at the feeling of Dillashaw's palm against his crotch. If he really focused, he could see Joe in his head and Dilla-snake's face would fade away.
"Sorry I'm Late Dilly, I've set a Tab for McGregor up at the Bar, so..."
Dillashaw fell back onto his Heels as His Boyfriend Dominick Cruz made his Entrance.
McGregor Froze.
He didn't know what to do Next. He watched Dillashaw scrambling to find Dom, as Dom, saw them...then walked out of the room. But he didn't really care about their UFC Relationship Issues. He had his own problems to deal with. But McGregor covered his Hard on, and went to look for Dom anyway. He walked through the Club, looking for the MMA Bantam-Weight Couple.
He pushed past a Few Drunk Blondes and went to the Entrance. There, heard Dom and Dillashaw arguing.,
"Dom, you know I've been bored at home. And you know why! But this was just some fun. You said you wouldn't mind if..."
"I don't wanna hear it. I'll see you at home" He heard Dominick Say.
"What are you gonna do?" Dillashaw said.
"Deal With McGregor. Just put your tail between your lying Legs and go home" Dom said.
McGregor walked out from the Entrance Door. "Dom...Let's just go to my Car Yeah?" He asked. Dom nodded and followed McGregor.
McGregor had parked away from the Club, on a Desserted narrow Street. Both Fighters stood and then leaned on the car.
"Don't scratch it you'll be paying me until you're Ninety" McGregor Teased.
He watched Dom try to smile, but the Bantam-Weight Couldn't. It was a Hot night. But McGregor saw the Former Champion Zip up his Alliance Jacket. Now they were in Private McGregor couldn't be worried, Dom would get over this. It sounded like he was going to take Dillashaw back.
"So, are you gonna Explain yourself?" Dom asked.
"Explain What? Where's Dilla-snake at? He's Probably on Rock-Hold's nuts as we speak" McGregor said.
"Why was he on yours?" Dominick asked.
"Look stop giving me the Third Degree. All this Shit that I did... was to help you out" McGregor said.
"Getting my Boyfriend to cheat is Helping" Dom said.
"Yes Dom. I had to show you the light, that's what Good friends do. Dillasnake is poision. So dump him and focus on Kicking his arse. Don't worry Dom, you can Thank me by getting me more drinks at the bar, come on let's go" McGregor said.