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Sheamus hit the button to type a tweet. He switched it over to a program that hosted longer tweets. #I need not yer approval in my path of life, but to all of ye that support & stand by us both thank ye. To those that wish to turn backs I feel sorry for thee.# "How does this sound, Angel?" He showed John the post prior to hitting send. John smiled as he read the post.
"It's perfect, Shea. Very sincere and heartfelt." Sheamus hit the send button, logged out and handed the laptop back. "Thank ye, Angel." He chuckled. "Well, we have invites for drinks next weekend..." He sighed "Damn, how can I go for drinks if I am suppose to be hurt? Will they even want me in Philadelphia?"
"I don't know, Babe." John was logging back into his Twitter to write a tweet. "One good thing about all this mess is we don't have to hide who we are anymore. It's kind of freeing." John typed. #So much drama but glad you can all see the real me. Hope all our fans will stand by us during this time. Thank you for respecting my life choice. R Time Is Now.# "Is that ok by you, Sweets?"
"That sounds good Angel." He gave John a warmer smile. "Maybe I can ask about traveling with ye to Philly. Yer bus is picking ye up tonight to drive down to Baltimore...or do we need to fly?"
"Yeah, my bus is picking me up." John hit send on his tweet. He sighed deeply. "We'll get through this, Sweets."
"Aye, we will...at least we knows we have some supporters...yers seem stronger...maybe they were tempered some by the texts..." He sighed looking down. "The first exposure thee fans had of me...was...well...me being exposed fully..." He stood up and wrapped his arms around himself, rubbing his arms through the shirt, suddenly feeling cold. John stood and wrapped his arms around Sheamus' body.
"I know and I'm so sorry, Babe." Sheamus moved to rest his arms over John's strong arm; he rested his weight lightly against John.
"Not yer fault, Angel...but still thank ye for being my rock." He then turned in John's hold, taking his hands to cup John's face. "God I love ye, Angel...for everything." He leaned down to kiss John lightly. He allowed the kiss to linger between them a few minutes. He pulled back with a faint smile. "Something so small helps me focus, Angel...gives me the strength for this fight...Now...we have a few hours before yer bus arrives...what would ya wish to do for thee day?"
John thought hard. "I really just want to get out of this house, Sweets. Maybe I could show you that lake? It's close to here."
"Ye plan on us being long...ye know still pack sandwiches? Do we have time to take the raft out to one of those islands ye spoke of?" Sheamus actually sounded excited by the idea. John smiled. He knew this was exactly what they needed.
"Why not? It's only a short drive up the road. I have stuff in the fridge to put together a nice picnic. Let's do it."
"OK Angel." Sheamus pecked John's lips again stepping out of John's hold. "I'll throw some sandwiches together...see what we may have for a snack. While ye go dig out the raft."
"Sounds like a plan, Shea." John changed into some light cargo shorts and a sleeveless tank top before heading outside to his garage where he stored his camping gear. He quickly located his favorite raft, loading it on to the top of one of his muscle cars. Another memory hit John like a slap in the face.
He had just discovered that he was attracted to men. Randy had went to the lake with him late one evening after paying a visit to John's family. The two friends had went swimming together and ended up rafting to the island. Randy had pulled down their soaked swimming trunks and taken him on the grass and then the men had laid on their backs watching the stars.
As John saw the memory in his mind's eye, his sense of loss seemed unbearable. Glad that Sheamus was busy in the house, John climbed into the backseat of his car and cried his heart out. His Master would never understand how deep his loss went. John would cut out his own heart if he thought it would fill the void and restore his trust in his Viper. "Why, Randy? Why?" He whispered over and over as he let out his pain and tears.
Sheamus changed into board shorts and a grey muscle shirt before going to the kitchen to make 2 sandwiches each. Pulling four bottles of water and some fruit. He looked for a bag to pack everything and then waited for John to come back in to get him. He decided to make a quick run upstairs and pack up their bags. He lined them up so they could be taken down and right out to the bus so maybe they could spend more time at the lake. He looked around, still not seeing John. He began to wonder what was taking John so long. John knew that he had to control himself and get back inside before Sheamus began to worry. He knew that Sheamus had cared for and loved Randy during their months together as a couple but he had no understanding how deep his bond had been with the Viper. They had fought, made up, worked, played, and watched each other's backs for almost all of John's adult life. Such a relationship was not easily forgotten. Forcing himself to stop crying, John wiped his face and eyes before putting on a smile and heading back inside his house. "Ready to go, Babe?" John called cheerfully. "I got that fucker loaded."
"Aye, Angel..." Sheamus came from the kitchen area with the sacked lunch. "Just so ye know I got our bags ready so we can maybe squeeze a few extra minutes in." He could see the tear tracks on John's face, but decided not to ask. He hoped his Angel would open to him when he was ready to.
"Alright, thanks, Babe. Let's get the hell out of here!" John grabbed his phone and keys, trying desperately to get into his playful, carefree mood where he could forget about the hole in his heart Randal Keith Orton had left behind. Sheamus followed John into the garage and into the passenger side of the car. He sat the sack lunch by his feet before he buckled in. "OK. let's roll, fella." He smiled trying to relax.
"Hell, yeah!" John buckled up and started the car. He opened the garage and they were on the road in minutes. "This is going to be so much fun!" John wondered if his cheerful voice fooled his Master because it sounded hollow to his own ears. He had wanted to bring both of his men to his special spot together. Without Randy, it seemed wrong somehow. John wondered what Randy he was doing wherever he was. Separation was hell. Sheamus reached over, touching John's hand as it rested on the stick shift.
"Angel...if ye wish to go somewhere else...that is fine by me." He turned his head, watching John as he drove. He could see the conflict in his eyes, despite the smile he fought to keep on his lips.
"No, it's fine, Sweets. I want to show you my lake. I've went here every summer since I was a kid." John tried to focus and just enjoy the beautiful day.
"Ok, Angel...I'll let ye focus on thee road." He pulled his hand away and just looked out the window as the scenery changed around them. John kept driving until they neared a more secluded area. They came to a beautiful lake, surrounded by lush trees. John pulled into the small dirt road that led right up to the lake and parked, killing the motor. "Here we are, Babe. Hope you brought along your sun block."
He looked out at the open water. "Now ye remind me..." Sheamus said it half joking. "Just pulling yer leg, Johnny Boy. I do have a small bottle in the bag with thee food. Looks so peaceful I am honestly surprised I don't see more people about."
"Yeah, that's why I love it. My brothers and me used to spend all our time out here as kids. You should see it after dusk. It's practically deserted." John climbed from the car and took a deep breath, smiling. It felt like home. Sheamus climbed from the car and walked around to John's side.
"Thank ye for bringing me, Angel..." He leaned on the car next to John looking out. "Just a nice calm...pure...relaxing."
"Yes, it is." John took in the serene landscape. "So, what would you like to do, Sweets?"
"This is yer little slice of thee world Angel. ye are me guide through it."
"Well, do you want to walk around the lake, go for a swim, or raft over to the island?" John asked with a smile. "Because all are fun."
"Raft to the island...it's even more private, aye ?"
"Yeah. It's very private." John began working to get the raft from off his car. "You want to take our sandwiches along and eat them there?"
"Aye..." Sheamus moved back around to grab the bag. He reached in pulling out an empty zip lock bag. "This for yer phone and wallet so it doesn't get wet."
"Damn!" John's face paled at the mention of his wallet. "I was just driving without a license. Good thing I didn't get pulled over by cops for any reason." Sheamus shook his head.
"Sorry, Angel...I wasn't thinking...forgive me."
"I forgot too. There's nothing to forgive." John got the raft down and smiled. "Let's get to my island. I can't wait to show you."
"Ok, Johnny." Sheamus slung the bag over his shoulder and helped John balance the raft to the waters edge. John held the raft still. "Get in first, Shea. I'm used to jumping inside these things."
Sheamus stepped in carefully as it moved under him. He moved to make room for John to get in next.
John climbed in and used a paddle he had brought along to push off for the small island he knew so well. As soon as they reached the island John climbed from the raft and then helped Sheamus out. Sheamus got out and helped John pull the raft onto the small shore line. He looked at the water in front of them and the trees behind them. "How I wish we could become lost on here.." He looked at John with hopeful eyes. "I know tis just for a few hours...but can we...at least pretend to be lost from the world? Just me and you...no worries...not work...no stress...just us?" John walked over to Sheamus, giving him a soft hug.
"That's the best idea I've heard in a long time, Babe. Sounds like a dream come true." Sheamus cupped John's face in his hands gazing into his rich blue eyes. He then leaned down, kissing him.
"So where is best to set up base? Any hidden hide a ways ye can show me?"
"Follow me." John led the way to the far corner of the island. There was a spot almost completely shrouded by trees. In the midst of all the trees was a cleared space to sit but still be almost hidden from any passer's by. "This is my favorite spot to rest and picnic. Total isolation."
"So serene, Angel." Sheamus sat down, setting the bag down next to him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep relaxing breath. John reclined back, resting his head on his folded arms, looking up at the sky.
"You should come here at night. So peaceful you would swear you are the only people on earth."
"Well we will have time to kill soon...I was gonna ask where ye would wish to spend it...back 'ere or one of our homes in Florida." Sheamus removed his shirt, balling it up to slip under his head as he laid down near John.
"It doesn't matter. Both sound delightful." John closed his eyes, taking in the calm.
"Well I have not seen yer Florida home, Angel. Start there, then play by ear?"
"That's right. You've never been in the Clubhouse have you?" John felt a stab of sadness over the nickname himself and Randy had given his home.
"Nay..."
"Cool. Then you can visit my Hard Knocks Gym. I haven't been there in awhile."
"Maybe we set time aside for ye to work on me training program? We always seems to get side tracked."
"Yeah, I'm truly sorry about that, Baby. I'll get you started on that program." John took his own shirt off like Sheamus to use it as a pillow, stretching out his legs. "Just tell me when you want to eat, Sweetheart." Sheamus couldn't help but give a faint chuckle, but then a sigh at a fleeting thought. "What are you laughing about, Sweets?" John smiled, loving the sound of his lover's chuckle. "Share with me."
Sheamus turned on his side, propping himself up on one arm, looking at John. "Just me mind trying to wander to a...bad neighborhood."
"Oh.. " John gave an almost shy smile. "My mind does that often."
"Trust me, Angel I know." Sheamus took his other hand and reached over to trail it over John's finely sculpted chest. "My sweet yet sinful Angel."
John's breathed hitched slightly from the soft touch . "No matter how many times you touch me, it feels new and exciting every time." John spoke to his love softly.
"And I pray that never changes." Sheamus moved up on to his knees and covered the short distance until he could straddle John's waist. Deep love and admiration shone in his eyes as a smile played his lips. He leaned down, placing a hand on the ground just above John's shoulder. He then finished closing the space between them to kiss John nice and soft at first. Slowly the kiss grew harder and hotter. Sheamus lightened the kiss enough so he could run his tongue lightly over John's lips silently asking permission to taste his mouth even more.
John parted his lips allowing Sheamus to delve inside his mouth to taste him. He gave a small, almost inaudible moan as he felt his lover ravish his willing mouth with love and passion. Sheamus took his time tracing almost ever minute part of John's mouth. Deep gruntal moans that were more felt then heard rumbled from his chest. His body shuttered with delight when he would brush his tongue along John's own, or John returned the action. He lowered the weight from his knees down onto John's body; a faint moan past his lips as he felt his cock pressing between their bodies. He finally broke the kiss looking down at John's face, his eyes and the fullness of his freshly kissed lips. "I could just get lost in ye forever." He leaned back down, kissing along John's collarbone.
John was growing more heated as he felt the soft lips and whiskers brush over him. "I wish it never had to end. I-I could stay here forever, Master."
Sheamus pushed back up to look at John's face a smile painted deeply across it. "Wouldn't it be lovely, Angel...Me and ye alone on our own personal island...the only folk we need worry about would be thee ships that would bring us supplies...and who ever we ever cared to invite. Free to be with each other...however..." He ground his hips with a deep moan as his cock rubbed against John's body "Where ever we wanted."
John bit back another moan as he felt Sheamus' cock rubbing against him.
"That sounds perfect. No stress, no worries, just us hidden away from the world."
"Aye...it does." His accented tone grew ever so faintly breathless. He wanted to do so much more then tease the two of them...but he knew even supposedly secluded...if John had found it surly other over the years others had as well. "God, I want ya so bad, Angel..." He leaned down, nuzzling John's neck and ear. "My body, my heart...my soul aches to be near ye." He whispered the words deeply in John's ear, faint moans brushing into his voice. John parted his legs a little in a silent invitation. He gave heated moans as he tilted his head, giving Sheamus better access to his neck. Sheamus shuttered with a moan as John moved his legs. He started to plant kisses along John's neck before he started to nibble then suck on the offered flesh.
He trailed the tiny bites up toward John's ear. "Ye drive me wild, Angel..." He allowed his body to lay flush with John's, knowing he could easily support his weight. His hands now free, he reached to take ahold of both of John's hands. He moved them to pin them above John's head. He pressed down with his hands to lift his chest back up to looked down at John with heated desire. The smile on his lips was hard to tell between impish or devilish. His eyes searching deep within John's own. The soul searching look in Sheamus' eyes took John's breath away. He laid still other than his chest slightly heaving up and down. "Master." John tried to convey his deep desire with his eyes and body language. "Please...take me."