A huge grin broke out on Drew's face and chuckled softly to himself as he laid down in his hotel room. He'd finally managed to kiss Finn Bálor and actually got him to kiss back. Kissing him was like a campfire, burning with passion and undeniable heat. Drew could still taste Finn on his tongue, and it was addictive. The way Finn gave into him and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him in for more was a feeling he'd never forget.

The thought of their encounter went straight to Drew's cock, and it swelled for attention. He pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his pants and boxers, slightly shivering at the cool air hitting his exposed body. He slid a hand over his chest and let his fingertips graze his hardened nipples, hissing in delight as the other hand went south. He grabbed his cock and gave it a few strokes before stopping briefly to tease the head with his thumb, the precum leaking from the tip smearing his length with every stroke.

"Oh fuck," Drew groaned, biting his bottom lip to keep himself from being too noisy as he continued to jerk himself off. He wouldn't hold his voice back when he was at home, but he'd learned over the years that hotel walls weren't exactly the thickest. At the same time, he circled his left nipple before pinching it and grunted at the sensation. His movements grew faster and more erratic as he continued pumping himself, feeling himself inch even closer to his release. Drew screwed his eyes shut and imagined Finn's mouth around him, wet and insistent as he thrust himself toward the brink of ecstasy. He could feel his balls tighten and let go of his bottom lip as he allowed himself that one final moan.

"Finn!"

Drew's whole body shook as his cum shot into his hand and dripped down his cock. His chest heaved with every breath he took as he came down from his high and let his head fall back on to the pillows. After a moment to get his bearings together, he got up and cleaned himself off in the shower. As he dried himself off, he couldn't help but hear moaning through the wall beside his bed. Drew didn't give a shit as to who could it be, or what they were doing. All he cared about at that moment was getting a decent night's sleep.

Drew looked around and saw nothing but darkness until a sliver of light came shining down on a figure in front of him. He squinted and immediately recognized it as Finn looking directly at him, his expression unreadable. Drew smiled and started to approach him. "Finn, I—"

"Stay back!" Finn yelled, uncharacteristically cowering and taking a step back from Drew.

"Huh?" Drew tried taking another step forward. "What's the matter?"

"I said stay back!" Finn screamed and turned his head away, crossing his arms over his body.

"Finn," Drew was concerned at this point. "It's me, Drew." Finn's head suddenly snapped towards him and glared.

"Exactly." He spat and began to walk away

"Finn?" Drew tried to call out, but he just kept walking. "Finn!" When he was out of sight, the light disappeared and the darkness returned. Drew panicked as he felt the ground around his feet sink, pulling him further down into the abyss. It was up to his neck before it swallowed him whole, giving him enough time to scream Finn's name one more time before he was devoured.

Drew woke with a start and frantically looked around. He was still in his hotel room as rays of the sun shone through the curtains and he looked at his phone.

8:57 AM

"Shit!" He cursed. "I'm gonna be late!"