Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.
Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).
Chapter Five
Mike lay in bed, gazing down at his boyfriend. He loved how John slept: the soft snoring, the smiles that would come to his boyish face, and the pucker of his lips. Mike smiled and thought about how lucky he was to find someone like Cena. John was the first real relationship he had been in since Morrison. The young man shook his head and gently pulled the covers away so he could slip out of the bed. He caught a glimpse of John's member and licked his lips.
John shifted onto his back and sighed. Mike waited until he was sure that Cena was not awake. He gingerly went down to John's member and ghosted his fingers over the hardened member. John sighed once more and Mike stopped until the Champ settled back down. The young man did it again and gently pumped John before taking the member into his mouth. He slowly bobbed his head, thoroughly coating the dick with his saliva.
When he thought it was good and wet, Mike carefully straddled his boyfriend and gently impaled himself, causing a moan to come from his lips. John groaned and let out a growl. Mike stilled and began to circle his hips. John grunted and rubbed Mike's thighs. The Champ slowly blinked and his eyes became wide. Mike picked up the pace.
"Damnit, baby!" John growled as he threw his head further into the pillows.
Mike laughed and rode John like a stallion. John grabbed his hips and slammed him down as he came. He then grabbed Mike's leaking member and fisted him to completion. Both men panted and stared into each other's eyes.
"Morning," Mike managed.
"This is a great wake-up call," John replied.
The younger man laughed and got off of his boyfriend. He laid, staring at his boyfriend.
"So...whose doing the raping now?" John playfully asked as he went for a kiss.
"If I was raping you, I would top," Mike said with a smirk.
John shook his head while laughing. "What time we have to leave?"
"In two hours. Of course, we do have like two days off."
Cena looked to Mike, who gave a Cheshire smirk. John shook his head.
"Baby?" Mike was confused.
"You have two days off. I have to go to signings and promos and photo shots and shit."
"Damnit," Mike huffed.
"But...I can still take good care of you." John caressed the younger's arm.
"I'm hoping so."
The Champ leaned forward and kissed him again.
"I love you," Mike whispered.
"And I you." John looked over his boyfriend. "You want to take a shower?"
Mike nodded. John scooped him up and they headed toward the bathroom.
Two hours later, the couple were at the airport. Mike and John talked lowly while they waited. Mike limped off to the bathroom without his crutches. For once, he was happy to be without them for he could move a bit faster. He did his business and washed his hands. Mike looked up in the mirror and his eyes grew wide.
"You look beautiful when you're afraid," Wade said.
Mike whirled around and tried to take a swing at him. Wade caught him in the gut. The blond doubled over in pain. The Brit slammed him against a wall and crashed his lips against the blond's. Mike tried to push him off, but Wade pushed harder. He bit at Mike's lower lip forcing a yelp to erupt from the younger man. The Brit forced his tongue into the blond's mouth.
Just as quickly as the assault started, it stopped. Wade was on the floor, gripping the back of his head. Mike looked at an enraged Randy, staring down at the Brit.
"You okay?" the Viper asked.
"Ye-yeah," Mike replied, sucking on his bottom lip to stop the blood flow.
Wade tried to get up but got a punt to the head from Randy.
The Viper turned to Mike and grabbed his wrist. He led the younger man out to where John was waiting. The Champ looked up and stood.
"What happened?" Cena asked.
"Barrett," Randy replied.
John silently cursed to himself.
"Don't worry. I took care of him."
Cena stared at his friend and nodded.
"Thank you," Mike whispered.
Randy nodded as his flight was called. "Talk to you guys later."
They said their good-byes.
John stared at Mike, who stared at the ground.
"When we get home, will you please make love to me?" Mike quietly asked.
Cena nodded. "Whatever my baby wants."
…
Mike strutted around the kitchen as he cooked. He swayed his hips and rocked to his own beat. John was out much of the day and afternoon doing interviews so Mike wanted to do something special for his man. He was making Cena dinner of pecan crusted pork tenderloin with spicy salmon cakes and stir-fried green beans and tiny chocolate key lime pies for dessert. He sliced into the tenderloin and took a bit.
"Nice," a voice said behind.
Mike whirled around.
Cena leaned against the kitchen doorway, smiling at him.
"Hey, baby!" Mike greeted and went to him.
John kissed the younger man. "Tasty."
Mike giggled. "How was your day?"
"Good...great now that I'm home."
"Take a load off. I'll get you a beer."
"Don't worry about it, baby. I should be taking care of you."
The younger blond giggled again. "But I like caring for you once in awhile."
Cena grabbed him by the ass cheeks and squeezed causing Mike to moan.
"Let's eat dinner first," Mike breathed.
The Champ nodded.
Mike plated their dinner and they enjoyed each other's companion. After their meal, they sat in the living room watching a movie. Mike curled up in John's lap with the Champ lightly stroking his thighs.
"I missed this," Mike replied.
Cena looked at him.
Mike turned his ice blues to his boyfriend. "I miss not having to travel so much. I miss staying at home...with you."
John hugged his lover tighter. "I know what you mean...but we love what we do."
Mike nodded.
"Besides, can you imagine yourself home all the time and me with a nine to five job?"
The younger man thought a bit. "Actually...I can."
"What?"
"Think about it. Me at home cooking and cleaning. You bringing home the bacon."
Cena stared at his lover. "You in a dress and heels having my after work Bloody Mary ready?"
"I think I would look cute in heels and a dress."
"All right Morrison."
"Huh?"
Cena shook his head and kissed Mike's temple. "God, I love you."
…
The doctor examined Mike's ankle and smiled. "You're good to go."
"Awesome!" Mike shook the doctor's hand and walked out.
"Cleared?" John asked as he stood up.
Mike nodded.
"Happy?"
"Yes. I can wrestle again."
Both men left the doctor's office and went straight to the rental. Mike was on the phone with Vince to give him the news. Cena beamed at his boyfriend.
"I get to wrestle tonight," Mike said after he got off the phone.
John chuckled and smirked.
The taping came and John watched in anticipation. He hoped that his boyfriend would take it easy, but Mike never took anything easy. He was stubborn and John knew how stubborn he could be knowing for a fact that it took him nearly six months to wear the young blond down to say yes to their first date.
"How did I do?" Mike asked when he came into the locker room.
"Your promo looked great," John replied.
Mike beamed.
John brought him into a kiss. They pulled apart to watch the reminder of the shower. They watched the monitor and their cheery demeanor changed as they took in Big Show attacking Ricardo.
"Did...did that just happen?" Mike replied.
John nodded.
"Was that supposed to happen?"
Cena shook his head.
"You sure?"
The Champ nodded.
"Oh boy."
They went about the taping and jetted straight to the hospital. They knew that Alberto would be ballistic and needed to get there to stop him from doing anything stupid. They got the ER and got the room number that Ricardo was in. They got all the way there. They stopped at the door and heard talking through the crack. Cena pushed it up a little more. Both blues went huge.
"I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Paul, better known as Big Show, asked.
The Mexican shook his head.
"Are you sure?"
"Paul, I'm fine." Ricardo rubbed Show's arm. "Just some bruises."
"Why did I agree to this?"
"Because this way I can spend more time with you and because you love me."
Greens stared into browns. Paul leaned down and kissed Ricardo's forehead.
John and Mike backed away from the door and down the hall.
"Did we just..." Mike began.
"Witness that?" John finished.
Mike nodded. "Wow...who would have thought?"
John shook his head. "You did state that he was seeing someone secretly."
The younger man hugged his boyfriend. "Should we tell Alberto?"
"No...it's up to them."
Just then, Alberto barreled down the hall and into them.
"Sorry," the man said and continued on his way.
"Shit," Mike breathed as he straightened up.
John was hot on the Mexican's tail. Alberto threw the door opened. He stopped and stared. Show and Ricardo pulled away from their embrace.
Mike came up behind John, who pulled his baseball cap down.
"What's going on here?" Alberto asked, eyes glued onto Show.
Alex came up behind Mike, breathing hard. He looked in and his eyes grew wide.
Ricardo sighed and looked to Show, who nodded. The smaller man turned his attention to Alberto and spoke rapidly in Spanish. Alberto listened and his anger slowly disappeared.
"You? Him?" Alberto asked.
Both men nodded.
"That whole thing was your idea, Ricardo?"
Ricardo nodded. "I know you were supposed to be attacked instead of me, but I changed it at the last minute."
"Why?"
"Creative liked the idea and I wanted some time off," Ricardo replied.
Alberto looked from his friend and to Show and back again.
"OH!" Mike replied.
John nodded and chuckled.
"What?" Alberto asked the two.
"Think about it," Mike said.
Alberto just stared at him.
"He wants to spend some alone time with Paul on the road," Mike replied.
Ricardo blushed and nodded. Show took him into his massive arms.
Alberto stared at the odd couple and arched his eyebrow. Then, he shook his head with a smile on his face. "If you make my friend happy, then I'm happy. But if you hurt him, I'll kill you."
Show bellowed in laughter. "I'll never hurt him."
Alberto nodded and the group left. Alex took Alberto's hand and smiled at his boyfriend.
John and Mike drove back to their hotel.
"Who would have thought?" Mike asked once again.
John shook his head.
"They kind of look cute together."
Cena chuckled. "They make each other happy."
"Yeah." Mike looked to his boyfriend. He rubbed the back of his head. "You make me happy."
"I'm glad."
"You would make me even more happier if you stop at a a Dairy Queen."
"Okay."
John did just that and got them some dinner before continuing back to the hotel. They get to their room and ate. They had their shower fun and lay naked in bed touching and kissing each other.
"John," Mike began, "do you remember when we first got together?"
"Damn straight," John replied as he held his lover. "Took me six months to wear you down."
Mike giggled.
"You gave me hell."
"Hey...in my defense, I wasn't ready to be in a relationship."
John looked at him.
"What?"
"Right...I remember you giving everyone else the time of day, but you gave me hell. Edge took you to the amusement park, Jericho took you to the beach, Phil took you camping, hell even Ron took you to the movies. I wanted a date with you, just one date."
Mike smiled sheepishly.
"One date...that's all I wanted."
"Sorry."
John nodded. "That's okay. I got you now."
"That you do." Mike traced circles in Cena's chest. "Oh...you may kill Barrett now."
John laughed and flipped Mike onto his back. "But first." With the snap of his hips, Cena buried himself deep within his boyfriend.
"Oh God, Johnny!"