I'm sorry, the site won't let me write Twitter handles properly...

Drew took Finn into his arms as soon as they were behind closed doors, holding him like he never wanted to let go. Finn was surprised for a split-second before letting himself melt into Drew's warm embrace, gripping even tighter on to his shoulders and back. Both men pulled apart slightly so they could look at each other, their eyes unguarded and filled with so many shapeless emotions.

"So," Finn chuckled. "Not that I don't enjoy being hugged like this, but I believe I was promised a "proper sendoff"."

"Mhm," Drew hummed. "Ya were." He walked them over to the bed and let Finn fall back on the covers, toeing off his shoes as he crawled on top of him. "And, I'm gonna give it to ya." Drew's face hovered inches above Finn's, close enough that they could feel each other's breath on their lips. "Right." He leaned in. "Now." Drew connected their lips and Finn sighed into it, wrapping his arms around Drew's neck as he kissed back with the same vigor. Their tongues wrestled for dominance as Drew placed a knee in between Finn's legs, separating them and brushing against his growing arousal. Finn moaned softly into his mouth before Drew abruptly sat up and rid himself of his shirt. "Aah…fuck…" He groaned as Finn leaned up to kiss his exposed chest. Finn took this opportunity to flip them over and descended his lips back on to Drew.

"Mmm." Finn felt Drew tug his shirt off of him, his large hands clawing up and down Finn's bareback. He growled at Drew's nails scratching him, relishing in the sting he felt as he arched his back further into Drew's hands. They shared a smirk when they pulled apart for air, Drew adjusting them so that he was on top again. They scrambled to unzip their pants, pulling them off each other and realizing that they both went commando. "Were ya planning on this?" Finn giggled.

"Dunno what ya mean." Drew couldn't help but laugh back before he ground their hips together, both their cocks leaking from the glorious sensation of friction. "Fuck!"

"Mmm!" Finn bit his lip to the point where he was sure it was bleeding and bucked his hips up as he met Drew grind for grind.

"Finn…" Drew rasped. "I need—" He was cut off by the sound of his Twitter notifications blowing up on his phone.

"Don't stop!" Finn begged. "I—" He paused, the same annoying sounds coming from his phone as well.

"Fuck!" Drew snarled in frustration, collapsing on top Finn and burying his face in his neck. "What's goin' on? Why—"

"Fuck!" Finn's ringtone for Sami blared from his phone and he snatched it from the nightstand, calming himself as best he could. "What?"

"Whoa!" Sami exclaimed. "No need to be so salty about it, jeez!"

"Salty about what?" Finn furrowed his brow. "Sami, what are you talking about?" Drew sat up and looked at Finn in concern, who only shrugged.

"Oh shit," Sami cursed. "Haven't you seen your Twitter recently?" Finn's eyes widened as he quickly ended the call and clicked on the app with Drew doing the same on his phone.

Paul Heyman

AT HeymanHustle

"AT FinnBalor and AT DMcIntyreWWE, is there something you two would like to share with the class?"

There was a candid photo of them kissing in the hotel bar attached to the Tweet, as well as one where they could be seen holding hands.

"Shit!" Drew scrubbed a hand over his face. "I shoulda been more careful!" He bowed his head and turned away.

"Drew," Finn tried. "I—" His phone rang again and this time, it was Triple H. "Fuck!" Finn hopped off the bed and hurriedly put his clothes back on as he ran out the door. He didn't care if he looked disheveled before answering the call. "Hello?"

"We need to talk."