"Seth! Kevin," I called out to the two men as I walked over to them. "Well if it isn't Chris's younger half," Kevin teased. "Shut up," I giggled, hitting his arm. "What's up? Chris driving you crazy about feeling old," Seth said with a smirk. "No. I need a favor from you two." Today was Chris's 46th birthday and I decided to play a prank on him, but needed Seth and Kevin to help out with it. "What do you have in mind," Kevin asked, setting down the WWE Universal Championship belt. "Well, I have a cake and I was wondering if Chris's best friend would take it out to him in the ring and then Seth would somehow smash it over his face." Seth and Kevin looked at each other then back at me. "So you want to play a prank on Chris," Seth repeated and I nodded. "And you want our help," Kevin asked and again I nodded. "You're so evil and I love it," Kevin said with a smile. "Count us in," Seth said. "Thank you. I just wanted to cheer him up. He's been in such a bad mood, complaining about getting older and figured that this would cheer him up," I said, smiling from ear to ear. "Well, if we can help then you can count on us. He should be in the ring right now, right?" Kevin nodded and we began to form the plan. Kevin walked with me to the locker room and grabbed the birthday cake that I bought. "This is going to be perfect," he chuckled as he carried the cake. "Thanks again for helping," I said as we walked towards the guerilla. "No problem. So how long until he figures out that this was your idea?" "Probably once he returns to the locker room," I giggled. "Welp, have fun with that," he said before his music hit and he walked out. I smiled, picturing Chris covered in cake as I quickly returned to his private locker room and waited. I hummed innocently, playing on my phone when Chris finally walked in, carrying a piece of cake. "Hey, baby. What happened to you," I asked, playing dumb as he walked in with cake smeared on his face and chest. "I took a cake to the face in the ring," he chuckled, wiping some off of his cheek as he handed me the piece of cake. "Sounds like you had fun then," I giggled as I licked some of the frosting off of the cake, "Seth got you good." He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "How did you know Set did it?" Crap. My eyes widen for a second but I quickly smiled. "I was at the curtains watching," I lied, setting the cake aside. "So you saw Seth walk through the curtains and didn't stop him?" "I didn't see Seth." "Then how did you know that he hit me with cake?" He stared at me when I didn't answer him. "Did you plan this?" "No," I answered quickly, turning my head. He walked over and stood in front of me, grabbing my chin and forced me to look up at him. "I'll ask you again, did you plan for that to happen?" I adverted my eyes. "You did, didn't you?" I nodded slowly and he released my chin before walking back to the door. I thought he was going to leave, but instead he locked the door and walked back over to me. "It's not very nice to pull pranks on people," he said, his voice low and husky as he grabbed my wrists and pulled me to my feet. "I just wanted to cheer you up. You looked so upset about turning 46 and I thought that this would do the trick." He smiles as his hand traveled down my back and squeezed my ass. "Oh baby, if you wanted to cheer me up, all you had to do was ask. Now I'm covered in cake. I think you should clean some of this cake off." I went to use my fingers to rub some of the cake off, but he stopped me. "Lick it off." I searched his eyes to see if he was serious and he was very serious. "Start with my cheek." He turned his head slightly and I stuck out my tongue, pressing it flat against his cheek and licked a line up slowly. I felt him shudder as he pressed me closer to him. I licked another line and heard him groan softly. "Good girl. Now my chest." I bent down and licked a circle on his chest. He groaned and put a hand on the back of my head and groaned again when I gave him another lick. " There. All cleaned," I said, wiping my mouth. "I'm not finished yet," he said as he pulled off his boots then proceeded to pull down his trunks. He dug his fingers into the cake, collecting frosting on his fingers and smeared it on his hard dick. "There's still some left," he said, shoving me to my knees. I smirked and grabbed his shaft, giving him a few kitty licks before swirling my tongue around his shaft, licking up the frosting. I sucked on the tip before sliding his length all of the way into his mouth. "Fuck yeah, baby. Suck it," he groaned as his fingers tangled in my hair and he began to pump his hips. I moaned around his dick, sending vibrations up his dick making him swear under his breath. I could feel the wetness between my legs and moaned, looking up at him as he fucked my mouth. "Deal with it," he grunted as he picked up speed, tightening his grip on my hair as his dick throbbed in my mouth. "Ready to receive the Gift of Jericho, baby," he grunted, looking at me. I nodded as he began to slow down. I moaned as he shot hot, thick ropes of come down my throat. "Drink it in babe," he groaned and pulled out of my mouth. "Wow," I said, wiping my mouth as he pulled me up. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head tossing it. I pulled off my shoes and he grabbed my pants and pulled them down, taking my panties down with them. I stepped out of them as he grabbed the cake and smeared it on my chest. "Seriously," I said as he smirked. "Best way to enjoy cake if you ask me," he said as he picked me up and laid me on the couch before hovering over me. He kissed my lips before descending to my chest and stuck his tongue out. He locked eyes with me as he slowly licked from left to right. "Mm this is the best way to have cake," he groaned, licking me again. I moaned softly as his hand slid down to my core and slipped two fingers inside of me, his thumb rubbing my clit. I gasped and my hips inadvertently thrusted back against his fingers. "Good girl," he mumbled against my breast as he licked the last little bit of cake off of me before capturing my nipple and sucked hard on it. I bit my lip to stop the scream that almost escaped as my body rocked with pleasure and burning from the overstimulation. "Chris," I choked out as my walls squeezed his fingers, my orgasm coming near and I was seconds away from unraveling. "Oh no you don't," he mumbled, pulling his fingers out. I was about to protest until he shoved his dick inside of me, full force and began to vigorously thrust inside of me. "Fuck... Chris! Oh my god," I cried out as he wrapped my legs around his waist. "Yeah, baby. Scream my name. Take this gift. Take the Gift of Jericho. Take it," he growled as he forced his lips on mine, pushing his tongue into my mouth, the taste of cake and frosting still lingering. I cried against his lips as I felt myself slowly losing the battle of control to keep from coming as he hit my sweet spot repeatedly. "I'm so close," he groaned as he grabbed my ankles and put them over his shoulders, the new angle allowing him to thrust deeper inside of me. "Chris," I cried out, feeling like I'm going to melt into the couch. "Come on my dick. I want my dick covered in your sweet juices," he grunted. I screamed out in pure ecstasy as my orgasm hit and I came over his dick. He threw his head back and groaned my name as he filled me with his hot come. He pulled out and moved my legs so he could lay between them, his head resting on my chest. "Happy birthday, Chris," I said, kissing his forehead. "Thank you, baby. I may be 46 but at least I still have the stamina of a 20 year old," he chuckled. He sat up and kissed my lips. "Best birthday gift ever."