Jeff frowned as he studied Adam carefully. His boyfriend was acting kind of funny. It hadn't been as noticeable earlier, but now that they were back from the carnival, it was really noticeable. "What's going on with you baby?" he asked as they got back to their room. Tomorrow they were supposed to be going home for a few well deserved days off, but they hadn't decided if they were going to Tampa or Cameron yet. "You're acting really weird today."
Adam shook his head. "I'm fine baby." He wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist. "Why don't you go take a shower and get that paint off your face?"
Jeff pouted. "Why do I need to do that? Why can't I keep it on?"
"Because when I give you your present, I want to see you, not tiger you."
While that was sweet and all, Jeff had another idea completely. "Or how about we go in the shower together and then I'll give you a present after we get the paint off me and then you can give me your present after we get out. How does that sound?" He put on his sexiest smile to try to persuade his Rated R Superstar.
Adam grinned. "Now that idea I can live with." He quickly took off his shirt and jeans and tossed them on the bed.
Jeff rolled his eyes and went into the bathroom. As Adam followed him, he discarded his boxers too. But Jeff decided to take a little more time. He stripped slowly, dancing and putting on a show while he did it.
"You're a tease, you know that?" Adam said as Jeff finally got his red thong off.
Jeff smirked. "Well do something about it then."
"Oh I will." Adam grabbed a rag, threw Jeff over his shoulders and got them both in the shower. He turned on the water and set Jeff down on his feet. Once he got the rag as wet as he could get it, he started cleaning Jeff's face with it.
"I can do it myself," Jeff whined. He felt like a little kid now.
Adam pouted. "Aw, don't you like it when I clean you up?"
"No, I like it when you get me dirty." With a devilish grin, Jeff grabbed Adam by the back of the head and kissed him feverishly. Adam dropped the rag and started kissing back. Jeff moaned and wrapped his legs around Adam's waist, enjoying the rough way he was pushed against the wall. "Need you," he mumbled as he kissed his lover's neck. "Need you so bad."
"Need you too," Adam moaned as he entered Jeff quickly. They could draw things out later. Right now, they both wanted it to be as hard and fast as possible.
Jeff cried out in pleasure as Adam stabbed his prostate over and over again. He clawed at the blonde man's back, needing him so bad that it wasn't even funny. "Addy more," he begged. "Faster…harder…stroke me…"
Adam grunted as he tried to fulfill all of Jeff's demands. "Oh fuck Jeff….so good…so tight…."
Jeff's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Adam stabbed his prostate again, and as he screamed, he could feel both himself and Adam coming at the same time. Once his orgasm subsided, he relaxed into Adam's arms completely. "I love you," he said happily.
"I love you too," Adam said with a grin. He gave Jeff a kiss before setting him down to his feet. "Come on, I want to give you your present now."
Jeff smiled as he and Adam got out of the shower. He was so curious about what Adam had gotten for him that he didn't even stop to throw on his clothes. He had a feeling that if he liked the present enough, he was just going to have to get undressed yet again so they could have more sex. Besides, clothes were evil anyway. He had been insisting this for years, but nobody besides Adam had ever listened to him.
Adam grabbed his jeans and dug through one of the pockets. "You know, when I went over this in my head, I did not imagine myself doing this naked."
"Well why didn't you--Adam Joseph Copeland!" Jeff's jaw dropped as Adam got down on one knee and opened the little blue box he was holding. There was no way that could be what he thought it was. But honestly, that was the only thing it could be. "Is that an engagement ring?" he squeaked out.
"Yeah," Adam said sheepishly. He grabbed Jeff's left hand and cleared his throat. "I know this is probably way too soon, and I'm not saying we have to rush anything else. But I've fucked up way too many times in my love life and I don't want to do that anymore. I want to be with you and only you." He sighed. "Jeff, will you marry me?"
Jeff hesitated all for about two seconds. "Yes!" he yelled.
Adam grinned and slipped the ring on Jeff's finger. As they started to kiss and head back to the bed, a knock on the door interrupted them.
"Damn it people! I can't have sex when you are this loud!"
Jeff gasped and put on the nearest pair of boxers (which just happened to be Adam's). "I have to tell people!" He ran to the door and came face to face with an upset John. "I'm getting married!" he exclaimed gleefully.
John's jaw dropped. "What?"
Jeff didn't want to say it twice. He pushed John out of the way and ran all the way to the room he knew Chris and Matt were staying in. He immediately started pounding on the door like a madman. "Matty! Open the door! I need to talk to you!"
"Damn it Jeff, go away!" Matt yelled. "Can't you ever leave me alone?"
"Matty please! I need to tell you what Adam did!"
Matt had the door open so fast that it scared Jeff half to death. "What did he do to you?" Matt snarled. "Did he hurt you? Oh I'm going to fucking kill him!"
"It's not like that Matty!" Jeff held up his left hand. "Look at the ring! Adam proposed! We're getting married!"
Matt stared at the ring for the longest time with a very strange expression on his face. Then he looked at Jeff for a second before his eyes went back to the ring. Taking a deep breath, he summarized his feelings with one sentence. "Oh fuck no."
Jeff's jaw dropped. Now that had hurt his feelings. "What?"
Matt realized what he said and tried to put on a fake smile. "I mean…" He couldn't fake being happy though and sighed in defeat. "Yeah, I stand by my first statement."
Well that had taken the wind out of Jeff's sails. He slumped his shoulders in defeat and looked down at his feet. "I thought you would be happy for me," he said sadly.
"Jeff I didn't--"
But Jeff wasn't listening. He just walked away, feeling like a puppy who had just got kicked. On his way back to his room, he just happened to run into the one man who could possibly make this better. "Poppa Mark--"
Mark sighed. "Who?"
"Matt. I told him Adam and I are getting married and he said "Oh fuck no". Can you believe that?"
"Yes actually." Mark patted Jeff on the shoulder. "Go back to Adam. I'll talk to Matt for you."
"Thanks Pappa Mark."
"Any time kid."
