When Raw Wraps OR Total Superstars

by DashingJetBlack

When the cameras go off, a whole new set of stories and dramas unfold. Unofficial sequel to Champs' Choice and Joshing For Position. Set in the same universe as most recent 1 shots. Following the lives of main roster (and NXT) couples and what mischeif they get up to backstage. Multi pairings, mostly slash; featuring Centon, Ambrollins, Samdrian and many, many more.

42. Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Thanks for the nice comments (I choose to ignore anon haters tbh)! I have to admit though, previous one was a bit long...I dragged it out too much. I love writing the tea-spilling scenes more than anything and I did get carried away! I make no apologies though for the use of Taylor Swift references! Finn IS the Blank Space character! Bless him :( But now we know Wade still loves him yaaaaaaay. Tye Dillinger was only ever intended as a brief plot device and continuity as he was referenced back in Champs Choice, way before he got signed with WWE.

I'm gonna finally get rid of that jumping plot bunny that won't go away in this chapter and make Sasha very happy. You get my drift?

Like with Dusty's passing, I won't use Roddy Piper's sad death in this. I only obliquely referenced Dusty because of Coddles being the lead character, nothing more and it was impossible not to.

Wade's birthday was the 10th so two Raws of fun! Will he and Finn FINALLY get back together?

Now is Sheamus gonna kick Fandango out? Or will Cesaro do it for him? Wait and see!

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August 2, 2015. Orlando, FL

Sami Zayn was whistling tunelessly to himself as he padded around his and Neville's FLorida home, doing the daily chores. It was so empty without his beloved Geordie around but Adrian did swing by on days off. Though due to Sami's repaired shoulder and extended convalescence period, they couldn't have sex, and the redhead was extremely frustrated. He couldn't remember the last time he had sex. And he'd had to do Ramadan alone.

So to channel his frustration, he'd taken a leaf out of his best friend's book and started building Lego sets. It seemed to work and kept him occupied. Well, apart from when Neville did his twice-daily Skype calls!

And as Sami was home alone, he was oh-so-casually dusting the kitchen cupboards in some smart black 2Exist briefs and an apron. Well he wasn't expecting company!

But damn was he frustrated.

And Sami was NO slut. The thought of hitting some dick-on-a-stick on Grindr never even crossed his mind. He just got more creative with his fingers..

The doorbell rang at that moment.

DAMNIT.

Oh fuck it. The mailman will just have to deal with a barely-clothed hot otter answering the door.

Sami padded to the door and opened it.

"FERGAL!" A huge grin split his cute face as he embraced his best friend.

"Sami.." Finn had finally started calling Sami by his current ring name recently. But Sami always called everyone by their real name. Or their indie names. He called Paige by her actual name just because he lived for teasing her above anything.

"Come on in," Sami said.

"THank you."

Finn wiped his feet and kicked his Vans off before padding inside. Damn Sami looked hot.

"Thought Neville would be home," he remarked.

"He flew out last night," Sami complained, "I am SO frustrated Fergal. Oh my God."

"Least you're not single," pouted Finn.

"How was your birthday? You haven't returned my calls."

"Shit," Finn said, sinking into the battered wicker chair by the kitchen french windows, "Well...it was nice...but I've had better."

"Well this will cheer you up, I found some Irish tea at the grocery store," Sami said.

"Oh my lord I love you," sighed FInn, "Do you know how to make it properly?"

"Yes. I am dating an English man," Sami reminded him.

"Oh. Yeah. Sorry I didn't sleep much," Finn said.

"Fergal," Sami said sternly, "Have you been on Grindr again?"

"No..."

"Liar."

"I'm being truthful. I can't win Stuart back if I keep dropping my knickers."

Once the tea was made, Sami led his bestie into the living room, whipping off his apron and making himself comfy.

"So," he said, sipping his tea, "What actually happened on your birthday. Coddles didn't put much on his Snapchat story. Apart from you and DIllinger looking SUSPICIOUSLY CLOSE?!"

Finn looked like a child with his hand in the cookie jar. Sami's stare was intimidating.

"I er..."

"I am not impressed. I know Shawn of old too. He is not the hump and dump sort. And you humped and dumped him. Fergal, I'm extremely disappointed in you."

"Sorry..."

"Not me you need to apologise to. I thought more of you than being the sort of petty bitch who uses guys to score points on exes you're hung up on."

Finn scowled.

"Don't give me the attitude," Sami went on, "I know exactly what you did Fergal Devitt. And I heard about you putting your hands on Alicia Fox."

"Is nothing sacred here?!" lamented FInn.

"No. Especially when the NXT CHampion throws his weight around and throttles women. That's scumbag behaviour."

"She was being a bitch and needed slapping down."

"Why? Because Wade moved on? Because God forbid she was proud to be with a guy she had history with and still loved again."

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! WHY ARE YOU ON HER SIDE?!"

"Stop it Fergal. Grow the fuck up and stop behaving like a fourteen year old. You're not in high school now."

FInn just spluttered and sank back on the chair, gulping from his tea and huffing.

Sami always knew how to disarm him.

"If you loved Wade," Sami continued, "You'd be happy for him. And fucking apologise to Alicia. And mean it."

"Thanks a bunch," snarled FInn, "I really thought my oldest and other best friend would be on my side!"

"I am. But I do not condone your bitchy behaviour," Sami replied, "You are so lucky Fox didn't go to Hunter. Because you would be fired instantly. I also heard that you are still trying to bed Cody."

"He told you?!"

"He calls me a lot because he's at his wit's end with you," Sami said, "You don't help. No means no. Stop thinking that he'll soften his resolve when drunk."

"He doesn't know what he's missing out on.."

"He's married to a beautiful girl. He's promised to a pretty hot guy in Nashville."

"Mathews is an ugly fuck. Squeaky voice too. Actually thinks TNA is worth something. Sad twat. But that's none of my business."

Finn sipped his tea in such a shady manner that Sami was irritated.

"Now you're just being a bitch."

"And what of it."

"Who do you love Fergal?"

"What kind of dickbrained question is that? I'm done. Stick your bloody tea."

He got to his feet and stomped out the living room.

"Avoiding the question. Fergal. Quit behaving like a spoilt brat for just one second and actually use your fucking brain. Do you love Wade or Cody?"

"I dunno."

"You don't love Cody. You want to be him because you admire him. Because he was nice to you and didn't just think 'oooh I want a piece of Prince Devitt'. He's not your type, you know he and you would never work as a couple. It's me and you all over again. Only I get you more than Cody does. But I know Cody ain't the one your heart belongs to. Talk to Wade, tell him how you feel. And apologise."

"He dumped me. Why should I go back."

"Because you love him."

"I do...I could have been Mr Fergal Bennett by Christmas if I hadn't gotten such a big head.."

Sami sighed in relief. AT LAST he was getting through to the obstinate Irishman.

"You reckon?" he asked.

"Yeah...sometimes you just know these things...and it cuts me so deep to know that I pissed it all away by picking fights with people like Trinity and making Stuart look stupid.."

Sami didn't want to mention the ring Wade still had. That would destroy Finn.

"Oh Rami...thanks for just being here..."

Finn hugged him tight, nuzzling.

Sami giggled.

Bless.

"I'm always here," he said.

"Just like with Marty...did you know Miz and Corey have been talking to him, getting him to dish the dirt on me."

"They did WHAT?!" roared Sami, "Fucking RAT SKANK! THat's it. Fuck this shoulder, I'm going to kick that whore's filthy scummy ass to the ground."

"No...my battle," Finn said, "I've already had enough fights with Miz to last a lifetime. Did you know *sniffle(, that Miz stole Stuart's phone and deleted my number...all the photos of us...all my texts to him...I thought Stuart was lying...and strangled him (Sami winced...yeah he thought he best leave that alone)...but...Coddles...my lucky star...put me right...and I now well believe that it's the sort of cunt thing Miz would do because he hates me just for being me. Why do they always pick on me?"

"Jealousy," Sami said, hugging his bestie tight, "People insult you because they're jealous Fergal. Jealous of your looks. Jealous of your talent. Jealous of how red hot over you are. You will get onto Raw and slay them all. They are all gonna realise that once they step in the ring with you that they need to up their fucking game big time. A lot of talentless hacks on the mainroster if you ask me. And you have them all pressed."

"Tell me about it, and smarks say that about the divas. Most of them work better than half the men. Except maybe Rosa Mendes. And Eva Marie. Pffft. Cassie worked her arse off making Eva look competent."

"Fergal..."

"Don't believe Eva's 'look at me I have passion' crap. She hangs out with Rat Skank at training," snarled FInn.

"Quelle surprise," sighed Sami, "I actually would pay to watch you make mincemeat out of Miz."

"I like mince pies so please don't insult them like that. My mother makes the best in the world. Plus any mincemeat made from Miz would just taste like fat and stale jizz," Finn sassed.

Sami roared with laughter.

"I know I knock you but sometimes your venom tongue gives me life," he admitted, "When it's used on the deserving."

---

3 August 2015, Raw, San José, CA

Charlotte Flair was alone in Catering.

She was waiting for Becky and Paige to come in. To be honest though anybody to talk to would be nice right now. Anyone not named The Miz, Corey Graves or Brad Maddox. How did you report bullying around here without looking weak or pathetic? CHarlotte normally could handle herself, being a statuesque, genetically superior second-generation athlete and all, but she'd never had crap from men before. Three grown men, ganging up on her, picking apart her appearance.

She would have happily gone out with girls to Finn Balor's birthday but she'd been convinced the toxic trio would be there and ruin her night. So she'd stayed in. And then her Twitter had been pinging, the nasty bullies spamming her with more hate because they were bored. What had she done to deserve this?

Cody padded into Catering at that point, alone. He'd gotten here early, Eden was still working out.

He spotted Charlotte sat by herself.

He knew a bullied person when he saw one alright and so instantly he wandered over good-naturedly.

"Hey," he smiled.

Charlotted looked up and nodded.

"What's up?" asked Cody.

"Nothing," she grunted.

"Really?" Cody raised a perfectly-shaped eyebrow.

"How do you report bullying?" she asked, "I don't want to talk to my dad about this.."

"Bullying? Who's been picking on you?" asked COdy, though he was guessing the answer.

"Who do you think? Your fan club. Corey, Brad and Miz. What have I done to deserve three grown men insulting me at work? Is it some kind of hazing ritual? Do they haze everyone who gets called up?"

"No," Cody sighed, "Oh Charlotte...what have they been saying?"

"Don't want to go into it, but let's just say I've been called a man, a box, a fridge, no ass, un sexy, a wannabe Michelle McCool, the works."

"Charlotte, Rat Skank, Ass Implants and Mess hate everyone but themselves. They were besties with AJ before the little rat bitch finally did us all a favor and retired. Think about it. Mess. A joke who jobs to the whole roster and pays guys with blue balls to fuck that infected chasm he once called an asshole; Ass Implants is irrelevant. Rat Skank's stuck up at the announcer's desk and bitches on Twitter because he can't wrestle. You're a second generation wrestler, NXT Women's CHampion, and part of one of the best things to happen to women's wrestling in ages."

"Funny thing is, I thought you'd be the one to avoid on the main roster after what I've heard," admitted Charlotte, "Corey used to have my back in NXT."

"He has nobody's back but his own. He's scum," Cody hissed, "You could kick most of their asses in a fight. Just remember. A man who picks a fight with a woman has no right to call themselves one."

"LIKE YOUR BEST FRIEND?!" came a scream.

Alicia Fox had stormed in.

She got in Cody's face.

Cody sighed.

"Look, he was pretty busted...and not himself," he said.

"Whatever," Alicia had a full stank face on now, "As soon as I can see Triple H, I'm having him fired for what he did to me."

"What happened?" asked Charlotte.

"Finny got a bit overexcited," Cody said.

"By that you mean he tried to pull my weave out," snarled Alicia, "Then yes. I call it assault but whatever."

"You didn't get a bruise. He didn't hit you," Cody replied, "Grow up."

"So it's OK for a man to put his hands on a woman?!" shrieked ALicia, "After that bullshit you just fed Charlotte! You're the biggest hypocrite here! Do you assault Eden at home or something?!"

COdy snapped. He got in her face.

"NEVER," he breathed, "Talk about my marriage again."

"Please," Alicia snarled, defiant to the hilt, not scared of him, "Your marriage is a SHAM! You ride a TNA commentator's dick behind her back!"

Charlotte was more uncomfortable than ever.

"Nothing you didn't bring on yourself!" Cody spat, "You STOLE his man bitch!"

Jesus. Charlotte didn't know what to do. The guys were worse than girls here. Her dad had warned her to not be surprised by ANYTHING that went down on the main roster. And to not get involved in the politics.

"What's going on?!" cried a deeper woman's voice as Nattie had walked in and saw Alicia and Cody nose-to-nose over the table while Charlotte looked on worriedly.

"Nattie! How do you report assault?" demanded Alicia.

"Call 911?" Nattie said as though Alicia was dumb, "Who's assaulted you...Cody?! You haven't?!"

"I haven't touched her," Cody hissed.

"No. But HE DID!" shrieked Alicia, pointing at the figure in a white tee who was stood behind Nattie. Finn.

Nattie turned to look at him.

He was looking daggers at Alicia. Unrepentant as always. Sami's words having gone in one ear, out the other and were now laying somewhere back on the interstate.

"You didn't.." she sighed.

"She deserved it, homewrecking whore."

Nattie shifted guiltily.

This week's Total Divas he was NOT going to like. At all. She hoped he and Wade had been asleep when Alicia had knocked their door in Dublin back in April...

Finn spotted Nattie's expression.

"You knew..." he breathed.

"Months," she admitted.

"Why didn't you tell me?! Or any of my friends?!"

"Because I hoped she'd get over it."

"Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, JO-LENE," Finn sang maliciously.

He stomped over to Alicia, who this time was ready for him and she slapped him hard around the face, knocking him backwards.

INCENSED, he got to his feet but Cody dived in to restrain the angry Irishman.

"I don't think so," he snarled, "You've done QUITE enough."

Alicia just turned on her heel and stormed out.

"I hope Charlotte concusses you HARDER next time!" screamed Finn after her.

Charlotte facepalmed.

"Finny calm down," Cody ordered, "And stop flailing..!"

"Let go of me then," pouted Finn.

Cody reluctantly did so.

"So gurl," he said, sitting down, "How have you been?"

"Shit," Finn said, perching next to him, not on his lap, "And no, I haven't had anyone else. I had a wee chat with Sami yesterday. He invited me round for tea."

Cody shuffled guiltily...he'd been confiding in Sami again. That's how Sami knew all the details of Finn's behaviour. And it was he, Cody that begged the redhead to talk Finn straight.

"That's so cute," Charlotte put in, "Tea and lego.."

"He's taken up Lego thanks to me," Finn smiled, "But anyhoo...he knew everything. I take it someone blabbed?"

He scowled at Cody.

"I didn't know what else to do..." Cody admitted.

"Glad you did, sometimes I need a wee kick up the arse," Finn sighed, "He put me totally in my place. Punctured the ego a bit. But I'm not apologising to a bitch who thought she could take my man."

COdy rolled his eyes.

Nattie had been listening, but now decided to put her two cents in.

"I really thought you were better than that. I respected you as a humble worker," she said, folding her arms, "Turns out you're just a bitch. You remind me of AJ."

"WHAT?!" spluttered Finn, "I am not CrayJ! I love wrestling! I would never quit to dick watch!"

He ALMOST spilled the Cesaro tea but his common sense just about stopped him.

"Finny," Cody said, "Go and apologise to Alicia."

"No. She slapped me."

"Grow up Fergal," Cody continued, "Come. You're doing it now."

"Don't want to. You can't make me."

"TOugh." Cody heaved Finn up off his chair and dragged him out of Catering.

"Get off me arm!"

"Nope."

"I'll bitch slap you."

"And I'll slap you back, bitch."

Cody continued to drag the protesting NXT Champion around the arena roughly by his arm until he found the female talent area. He pulled Finn through the black curtain where several divas were surrounding a table.

Alicia was stony faced.

"Hey! Girls only!" Emma protested.

"Well..." Nikki Bella was grinning naughtily.

"Finny has something to say to Fox. HAVEN'T YOU?" Cody barked,

He pushed Finn at Alicia.

"What?" she snapped.

"Just come to say sorry. Had no right to put me hands on you. I was really drunk."

"You're just sorry you might lose your precious title," Alicia wasn't buying it.

"Don't be a bitch Fox, he apologised," Brie Bella put in.

"Whatever," Alicia browsed her phone.

"I said I was sorry, what do you want, flowers?!" Finn snapped.

"Flowers. Like the ones WADE bought me today," ALicia sneered.

"Liar. You got those off a fan on the way in," Brie said, "And you and Wade aren't even together. You told us like last week!"

"What?" Finn's heart was racing.

"So don't be a bitch," Brie finished.

"Whatever. I thought we were supposed to be a sisterhood," ALicia spat.

"Sisters don't tell lies to create drama, who do you think you are? Eva?" Brie snarked.

Alicia just stormed out with her head held high.

"C'mon," Cody ushered FInn out, "Sorry to have bothered you girls.."

"Did you hear what Brie said? Stuart's single..." Finn was pink in the face, "Does that mean he might still love me?"

"I don't know girl.."

"Come on Coddles, you're meant to be a romantic..."

"Yeah but Finny."

"You must be my lucky star...you shine on me wherever you are..."

"Stop being so cute," giggled Cody, "Look...best bet is...talk to Wade. Man to man. Just figure your ish out."

Finn pulled his phone out his pocket.

He opened up Music and stuck on 'I Wish You Would' from Taylor Swift's 1989.

"This song is just me right now," he sighed, "I hope it's him."

"As long as it's not this," Cody had We Are Never, Ever Getting Back Together ready on Youtube.

"This song's you and me though," Finn grinned, putting on Britney Spears and Iggy Azalea's Pretty Girls.

"YAAAAASS," Cody said, "Keep that playing. Our anthem."

They sashayed along the corridor.

All around the world, pretty girls

Wipe the floor with all the boys

Pour the drinks, bring the noise

We're just so pretty!

All around the world, pretty girls

Jump the line, to the front

Do what we like, get what we want.

"That never gets played when we're out," FInn remarked.

"Because you both U.G.L.Y.." came a singsong Southern accent.

"They ain't got no alibi!" a cocky Ohio one.

"They UGLY!" finished the raspy Pennsylvania one of Corey Graves.

"Out the way basic bitches," Cody sassed.

"No. We're here on Alicia Fox's behalf," Brad sneered.

"Oh one of the 'models' Rat Skank hates," Cody deadpanned, "Meh. You ain't shit."

"HAA! 'Rat Thkank'?! Copying Zayn as usual motherfucker," Corey snarled, "Get an original insult lispy."

"At least he's not a misogynistic turd who tries to rip out weaves," Miz smirked.

"Oh. Like you three bully Charlotte because she could out wrestle all three of you any day of the week?" Cody finished.

"She looks like a man so it doesn't count," Miz shrugged.

"Surprised you haven't opened your slutty hole to her then, seeing as the only qualification you require is male and breathing," Cody clapped back.

"No thanks, yuck," Miz sneered.

"Don't insult men. She's a fridge on stilts," Brad chimed in to sycophantic sniggers from his cronies.

"You just shade a second generation athlete's looks for no reason other than her being a better wrestler than you and yet I'M the misogynist?" snorted Finn, "Yawn. BO-RING!"

He tripped Miz up and the rotund Moneymaker fell to the lino.

"Where's my five grand bitch?" Miz snapped, picking himself up.

"Yeah. PAY UP," Brad sneered, "Corey, raid his pockets."

"Mmmm yeah, he might have a stank attitude but at least he's hot to look at," Corey licked his lips.

Before rugby tackling FInn to the floor.

And then the toxic trio pounced.

Brad held Finn's arms down.

"LET GO OF ME.." Finn cried, "I'm the fucking NXT Champion! Get the fuck off me you CUNTS.."

Corey fiercely undid FInn's belt and yanked his buff skinny chinos down his muscular legs. Mmmm. What a bulge. He stroked Finn's crotch.

"Mizzybear, you want a piece?" Corey grinned.

"Ew no, leprechauns are GROSS," Miz sassed, "Why don't you take what you want hunty?"

COrey yanked Finn's briefs down.

Cody steamed in and wrestled Corey off, punching him hard in the stomach before putting him in a headlock and taking him down to the ground. Hard.

Miz backed off hurriedly as Cody turned his fuming eyes upon the sex pest.

"I suggest you get the fuck off him NOW Ass Implants," Cody snarled to Brad, "Or you face meets that wall."

Brad released Finn's arms and scuttled off with his two henchmen to regroup and plot a new Balor revenge scheme.

COdy helped his bestie redress.

"Were they legit thinking they could sexually assault me?" Finn snorted, "I couldn't even nurse a semi for any of those scrotes."

Cody touching his thighs was causing movement.

Cody couldn'thelp but smile a little. Flattering if nothing else.

"I know I'm in the friendzone.." Finn couldn't help his runaway mouth.

"Would you like a little hand.." Cody looked around to see if they were alone.

"No...Stuart..."

Good boy.

Cody continued to touch. Test Finn to his limits.

"I said..." moaned Finn.

"What? What did you say?" Cody purred, "Finny.."

"St..Stuart..."

"Good boy." Cody took it a step further and stroked inside those incredible thighs, causing a mewl from Finn.

Before...SLAP.

Cody's hand was smartly whacked.

"Well done," Cody smiled, "You're over me."

"Not a hundred per cent, but...getting there," Finn replied, "Though damn just one night...just to truly blow you out me system for good.." He fixed those enchanting eyes on Cody.

"We really shouldn't, not after all the drama Finny, and makes me look a total hypocrite."

"You sure? I'm a cuddler."

Cody really was thinking about it. Despite ALL the things he said. They were still men. With testosterone in their veins. And would it be...worth it? But Cody was married and promised..

"Well," he sighed, after a long, pregnant pause, "We can't what-if. And if all my lecturing hasn't gotten it to sink in."

"Sami tried it too. He's so right...but...oh God..I can't stop wondering though sweets..just before I try and get Stuart back...just to get you out my head for good..."

"Suppose in the long run...might make us closer.."

"Look at Sami and I.."

"But you and Sami didn't hit the home run."

"I wanted him to. BADLY. God you are so hot.."

His voice was a whisper. He leaned upwards.

Cody leaned down.

And their lips touched.

And they began to make out.

Finn was whimpering at the back of his throat.

His nimble hand whipped Cody's phone out of his pocket.

"HEY!" Cody pouted.

"Is Josh OK with it..."

"He advised me to just go with the flow, he says whatever happens, happens Finny. Fuck it, we just keep going rounf the guilt loop. Let's just...DO IT for fuck's sake."

"Was hoping you'd say that...come here.."

More lustful kissing.

"If I was gonna have a final fling as a wee single pringle before trying to get the love of my life back...it would be nobody else but my lucky star.."

"Your married and promised lucky star."

"Stop. You being so forbidden just really turns me on that much more..."

"Joshy might have finally approved it..but not a word to Brandi."

Kisses again. Groping hands on firm asses.

"God you're hot.." whined Finn again, "Please Cody baby...I promise I won't stalk you afterwards. I just need *kiss* to do this...I need you."

"Stop talking and justifying Finny *kiss*...let's just...let things happen and fall where they will..."

"OK baby...*whimper*...I'll legit do a sex wee in me knickers if you keep touchin' though. Hehehehe."

"FINNY! That's so GROSS! Stop saying 'sex wee'!"

Cody pushed him away and pouted like a pissed off kid.

Finn was giggling adorably.

"Hey baby...PLEASE tell me you're coming to Australia.."

"I may be. Hehehe."

"YAY! Cos guess WHAT? I'm on the tour!"

"Yaaaas. We'll SLAY down under."

---

Cesaro was sat in the back of the rental whilst Sheamus drove, Fandango insisting on stroking the Money In The Bank Winner's leg the entire way.

And the Swiss, was not all that down with it. He'd enjoyed their time away from the dancer too much. He liked the three ways they'd been having...past tense.

But now he wanted Sheamus all to himself. But he knew Sheamus's ego had taken such a pummelling with the stuff he, Cesaro had put him through the first time round, plus Daniel Bryan, and the crossed wires with Wade (Sheamus was still pissed off at his ex/best mate for dumping Finn after all the stuff about buying a ring), so the Swiss thought best keep quiet.

Still thanks to Rollins, at least they were free of Cena for a little bit. Cena and his piss-taking was too much sometimes.

The car pulled in.

Sheamus scrambled out of the driver's seat and went to open the boot of the white Malibu.

"Got you all hot and bothered have I?" smirked Fandango.

"No, he's just hot," Cesaro put in.

His phone buzzed.

From: TJ

You told Fandango to shimmy off yet man?

He was pretty happy that Tyson and he could still be close friends. In fact, the last time he'd visited the Canadian at home, he admitted that for a short while, he'd nursed a crush, and that was why Finn and Cody kept picking on him.

Tyson had not been surprised and told Cesaro he had suspected it. Well, all the touching and helping him try on all his new ring gear. Tyson had also backed Cody and Finn (to Cesaro's initial chagrin) because he said that they had a point - it was breaking wedding vows and in today's society, monogamy should be celebrated. However, Tyson did say that he wasn't stupid and had bi curious thoughts throughout his career about some of the guys...including the Swiss.

"What you thinking about there?" growled Fandango.

"Just texting TJ," Cesaro grunted.

"Your little toyboy," snarled Fandango.

"No. My best FRIEND," corrected the Swiss.

"Rhodes and Balor eye fuck daily. So do you and Kidd. Maybe once he's healed, he can join us." Fandango licked his lips.

"NO!" snapped Cesaro, "TJ is happily married."

"He's probably the sort who'd love his ass fucked and then still declare no homo, met that type MANY times," scoffed Fandango, "I bet he's a little dick pig. I bet Nattie wears a strap on."

Cesaro was *this* close to punching him! How dare he!

"You know nothing about zeir relationship," he hissed.

"Touchy are we," Fandango teased, "Forget to wipe your hole down?"

He'd been tag teamed by both of them this morning. Well why not? The Swiss took the fun while he still desired it. But soon, it would just be him and Sheamus. As it should be.

Cesaro clambered out to help his beloved with his luggage.

"Need a hand there Stephen?" he purred.

Sheamus smiled at him.

"Could use one I suppose, all your bloody designer gear," he teased, before dropping his voice, "Is it just me or is Curt a wee turn off now?"

Cesaro grinned broadly. YES.

"Oui," he said, "I mean, he's hot und sehr gut im Bett.."

"Speak English Claude."

"You know vot zat is. It even SOUNDS the same."

"I know but I need more coffee," Sheamus grinned, "Like when he was touching me up, I just wanted to tell him to wind his neck in. He took what he wanted this morning. Notice how I deliberately took longer on you than he did?"

"Yes," Cesaro smirked, leaning in for kisses.

They kissed passionately.

Fandango stomped over and then devoured both men's faces in turn.

Cesaro scowled behind the dancer's back.

"Cool it, we're at work," Sheamus said gruffly.

"Never stopped either of you horny studs before," Fandango rasped, heading inside.

Sheamus heaved all his bags off the tarmac plus his briefcase, clearly struggling under the sheer amount but not wanting to look like a wimp. Cesaro gave him a withering look before taking the briefcase chivalrously.

"Thanks," the Irishman said, hanging back, "Come here."

He pulled Cesaro into a more passionate embrace.

"Love you," he said.

Cesaro couldn't look more ecstatic if he tried. He moaned and kissed the big redhead back.

"Love you more.." he smiled, "Ve don't need Fandango."

"No. We don't. Man...I didn't want to admit it the other week but you were right...I enjoyed it being just us far more than when it was me you and him. THough we did have fun with him. Don't want to be an arsehole."

"Ve should talk to him," Cesaro replied, "Cos I vont you ALL to myself..."

"Except for when you finally get to play with Tyson."

"STEPHEN."

"Oh come on Claude, I wasn't born yesterday. it's OK...I know how close you and him are...even Natalya herself ships you."

"Yes I know. I vish she vuldn't."

"Maybe," smirked Sheamus, "It might turn her on to see a big strapping European studmuffin like yourself induct her little husband into the ways of man love.."

"Vell she can keep it in her head cos then I would look like a hypocrite vonting Fandango out. TJ is a lovely man. But he is my friend. You Stephen are mon AMOUR..."

"Thanks..just wanted to clarify," Sheamus grinned, "We need to have that talk. Before he starts stalking my arse once more."

Another tall man came over at that point.

"Wotcha lads," grunted Wade, "Ste. You gonna speak to me yet?"

Sheamus rolled his eyes.

"Still think you're a dickhead."

"And I think you're a mug for keeping that perv Fandango in your bed," shot back Wade.

"Not any more, tonight ve are kicking him out," Cesaro declared, arm possessively around Sheamus.

"Apparently so," Sheamus said, before sighing heavily, "Stuey. What's the deal with you and Fox."

Wade rolled his eyes.

"I dumped her."

"You were never going out with her."

"I was."

"No you weren't. You did all this to piss your wee ex off."

"OK maybe I did. Not like he abstained did he? Fucking Dillinger. Stupid airheaded abs on a stick. I sorted him out when I was in Orlando Saturday."

"You did WHAT?" Sheamus raised his eyebrows.

"I went round the stupid git's gaff, told him that if he EVER sniffed round Fergal again then his legs will be broken," Wade snarled.

"Halle-BLOODY-lujah, he has STILL got a sodding brain," snarked Sheamus.

"Course I have. I didn't want to dump him did I?" Wade said, "I had to because he needed to know he can't keep stirring shit up because he forgets I'm the one who has to deal with the fallout. Why do you think I'm jobbing week after bloody week?!"

"I'm sure it's nothing to do with Finn," Sheamus said, "Don't be paranoid mate."

"Carrano told me to my twatting face," spluttered Wade, "At the house show Friday night."

"It takes two to Tango, Vade," Cesaro reminded him.

The three men headed inside to Catering.

---

At the Plastics table, were sat the usual crowd. Cody and Finn (who could not keep his hands off his bestie) along with a newly-arrived Paige and Summer.

Cody was just telling the girls about the Toxic Trio's bullying of Charlotte Flair.

"Lay was better off out of here," he was saying, "Grown men who bully women have no right to be part of our gender."

"Yes, it is rather disgusting," Paige said, "By the way Finn. You apologised to Foxy yet?"

"I did actually. And the wee bitch refused to listen. Ask Brie and Nikki," Finn pouted, "I'm done with the fake-ass bitch. She wants to ride my man's cock.."

"You're saying that yet you're holding Cody's hand?" Summer observed.

"Ok. BOYS," Paige snapped, "I am not gonna say it again. If you want to, go and shag. Because I'm sick of mopping up all the mess. Can't say it's my thing but some people love open relationships."

"Especially Sasha," Summer joked, "Oh she's gonna love you for this."

"Give her something to see then," snarled Finn seductively before pulling Cody to him and began to make out with him.

"OK that's...very hot.." Paige sighed, "Samuel will kill me.."

"And your wife will kill YOU," Summer added.

"She kinda knows.." Cody admitted, "Brandi's not stupid. She just won't ask, so I won't tell."

"As long as you can live with it," Paige said sternly.

"I can," Cody smiled at Finn, "Hey you."

"Hey you," Finn's eyes sparkled as he pecked Cody's lips.

A piercing squeal split the air, bringing Catering to a stand still.

Sasha Banks had arrived with Becky (together, of course ;)) and she'd seen this wonderful display of beautiful men kissing.

"You are like one of those girls at school who had emo boys kissing on her MySpace," Becky teased.

"You never had a MySpace," Sasha hit back, "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

"I hope Fergal knows what he's doing.." Becky sighed, "Suppose we better go and say hi."

"You make that sound like it's a bad thing," Sasha said, and she took Becky's hand, leading her over to the Plastic table.

"Oh HEY, it's Bex and her BAE," Finn camped.

Becky blushed.

So did Sasha.

"Up all night shagging were you ladies?" Paige teased.

Becky flipped her off.

"So when's the wedding?" Sasha beamed, "I'm kidding!" Becky had shot her a reproachful look.

Cody's phone buzzed.

From: Joshy *heart emojis*

So enjoying feasting on Irish mince? ;)

COdy blushed.

Tappity tap tap tap.

To: Joshy *heart emojis*

Feels wrong but right Joshy. He's a lovely kisser :) But not a patch on you hehehe *cheeky monkey emojis* Feel like such a slutty cheat :( love you xxxxxx

Buzz.

From: Joshy *heart emojis*

I'm totally cool with it Coddles :) We don't see each other often, and you've talked to me about it. Just relax and enjoy 1 night in Balor ;) xxx

Finn was reading over his shoulder.

"Your boyfriend is a saint," he purred, "He's a wee treasure."

"Best thing that ever happened to me...apart from meeting you."

"I can't wait for tonight," Finn whispered.

"Just don't put pressure on yourself," Cody replied, "Just..let stuff happen."

"I can't stop kissing you now I have permission..." More kisses.

"Lads..." Becky sighed, "Time and a place."

"Don't stop on my account," Sasha grinned.

Finn leaned into Cody's chest.

He sprang up as he saw Wade, Sheamus and Cesaro walk in.

"FInny..." Cody whispered gently, "Just..don't go steaming in. Talk to him when you're ready."

"I'm ready now..." Finn sighed, "But...you're here.."

"Guys confuse me," Summer remarked.

"It's because they all think with their dicks," Paige sassed, "But hey, whatever makes them happy."

"Thank you Paigey poo," FInn shot a wicked grin at Summer before leaping across the table to hug her. Her blessing of sorts took a real weight off his mind. The only thing plagueing his and Cody's heads now was what Sami would say. He would NOT approve.

"I'm gonna go get some sarnies," he continued.

"If you see Dean, tell him to remember I exist?" Cody sassed.

"Will do sweets."

Whistling Shake It Off to himself, Finn minced (AND what?! He was HAPPY right now. Wade was single...he and COdy could FINALLY blow off all this steam that had boiled between them..) over to the food table...just as Wade walked over.

"Hi..." he mumbled.

"Oh. Wotcha," grunted Wade.

"How's things?"

"OK. How about you?"

Finn shrugged.

"Usual," he said, "Er...I hear you and Alicia aren't together."

"We never were."

"But Brie Bella said..."

"Brie Bella needs to keep her nose out," growled Wade, "See you've been busy."

"Stuart..." sighed Finn, "Stop it."

"You on meds or something? Because you haven't tried to slit me throat yet." snarled Wade before he could stop himself.

"Please.." Finn pleaded, "No more fighting. Can we not have a wee chat? Like two grown up lads?"

"What's there to chat about?" lied Wade. There was PLENTY, "You've had Dillinger. Who's next?"

"Stuart. Stop it please. Let's just have a talk..."

A pregnant pause.

"Fine," Wade sighed, "But one condition. You stop acting like a psycho bitch."

Cody had padded over, sensing tension.

"Everything OK Finny?" he asked, shooting his signature stank face at Wade.

"FIne," Finn said, putting sandwiches on two plates. He melted into Cody.

"OH for fucks sake.." spat Wade, "Why am I not surprised?"

"I'm always close with my best friend," Finn pouted, "How about you listen to me rather just ASSUME?"

Wade was a touch jealous. But he'd be a fool to assume Finn would take him back easily. Maybe they should just work shit out. And in good time. Don't rush into it.

"I'll get back to you," he grunted, taking some salad leaves and grilled chicken breast before stomping away.

"He still wants you," observed Cody.

"And I still want him...oh daddy do you see that grey tee...my fave on him," sighed Finn, "But I don't want to...maybe after tonight.."

He shot a cute smile up at Cody.

"Finny," Cody smiled, "Stop worrying.."

"I don't want you to think I'm using you.."

"Stop...hey...will this make you feel better?" Cody softly kissed him on his pouty lips/.

"A wee bit.." giggled Finn, kissing back, "Hey sweets...you must have had a cheeky thought or two about Stephen Amell. Hot."

"Nope.." Cody grinned, "Joshy asked me the same thing."

"You need to watch Dante's Cove then."

"Already seen it. And fapped. Hehehehe."

"YOU.." giggled Finn, "Reckon he'd be up for it?"

"I'm not a slut.." Cody spat.

"Come on, a hot actor, working with you..."

"Well Joshy keeps on saying I should...I do flirt a bit with him. Ugh I'm such a whore!"

"No sweets. You're just a lad with sexual desires, in a long distance open relationship."

"I think Brandi might get pissed off. She does call me out on flirting with Stephen. But strangely never mentions you.."

"Because I think she's like Sasha.." giggled Finn, "Oh Cody.."

He leapt onto Cody,much like Paige did to Nattie on a regular basis.

"Oooff.." complained the ravenette, "Oh. Hello."

"Hi." More cute pecking.

"Try not to break him. I would like him back the next day," came the teasing voice of Eden.

Cody went scarlet and tried to put Finn down, but the pesky NXT Champ deadweighted himself.

"I'll be gentle with him," giggled Finn, "But he may not be gentle with me..."

"SSSSSSSSSHHH!" hissed Cody, embarrassed.

Eden just laughed.

"He has his moments," she said, enjoying this enormously, "Would you like me to tell you stuff about him.."

"FINE THANKS!" Cody hollered, so red he could have heated the whole room, "Finny, get off me please."

Finn ground his arse naughtily against Cody's crotch.

"Nope," he grinned, before whispering in Cody's ear, "I haven't even had a wank for a few days..I'm pretty full.."

"SSH!" squealed Cody, wanting to just DIE right now.

Even Eden was laughing. Oh well, it was fun seeing her husband squirm. And hey. Finn was a hottie. She wouldn't have minded watching them go at it.

---

Cody closed the door of the hotel room, feeling unbelieveably naughty. He knew they were about to commit so many sins, and after ALL the drama, he couldn't believe he was just sodding his principles and about to bed Finn anyway.

Finn was kissing him the moment the door shut. Whimpering against his lips.

"Oh Cody.."

"Fergal...so naughty!"

"Finally..."

Finn pulled him onto the bed and they continued to kiss.

"I'd *kiss* love you to pound me arse...but...if you're really not into it...then...m'fine just...doing other stuff."

"Finny..."

"Though *kiss*...if this is only once...*kiss*..."

"Oh fuck it, let's just FUCK..." moaned COdy.

He lifted FInn's tee and began to peck those abs, mesmerised.

"Ohh baby.." whimpered Finn.

"I could *peck*...kiss these abs all day.."

Cody began to unbutton Finn's chinos and peeled them down his legs. His briefs were tented to breaking point and a wet spot was forming. He was horny as fuck for his hunky best friend. He hoped they would finish with zero regrets...but he didn't want to place too much expectation on it...as that kept a boner down or held back orgasms.

Cody was thinking the same.

Would he be able to top Finn?

DId FInn have any condoms?

"I have a pack in me travel bag.." moaned Finn, "Don't worry baby, I'm not being reckless."

Whimpering. Kissing. Cody touching between Finn's thighs. Enjoying the cute wee screams Finn made. Cody knew instinctively how to please him as he guessed the Irishman's erogenous zones were identical to his.

"If...*MOAN!* I scratch you...don't *kiss*...freak out.." Finn mewled.

"I scratch too bitch.." grinned Cody, looking into his pretty green eyes.

Finn stroked Cody's lovely face.

"So pretty..." he breathed.

"You're pretty too Finny."

"Call me Fergal."

"Fergal."

Finn moaned.

"I like it when boys say my name in bed."

"Do you? *kiss*. Do ya *kiss*?"

"Yes *kiss*. I do. *Kiss.*"

Cody peeled his blue polo off. Instantly FInn reached up to grope his pecs.

"Hot body.." Finn moaned, "So hot. You're such a hunk."

"Ssssh.." Cody hissed.

"You are. Josh is a lucky wee man. So's Eden. SOuthern stud."

"Finny...stop. Hehehe...oops...sorry. Fergal."

Finn leaned up to take his white tee off.

"Mmmm...you're incredible.." moaned Cody.

"You like?" Finn smiled cutely.

"I like very much. You should be so proud of that body."

"It's yours for tonight Cody stor.."

"That's so cute. Lucky Stor. Lucky Star. Hehehe."

"That wee laugh you do is so cute."

"Which one? Hehehehehe."

"THAT one...stop!"

Cody began to caress the substantial bulge in the skimpy 2Exist briefs Finn was wearing.

"Want to take them off?" moaned the Irish cutie.

"I can..." Cody wriggled down those abs and bit the waistband of the briefs, expertly tearing them down those muscular thighs and legs, helping them off Finn's ankles so the beautiful Celt was naked completely.

Cody did think Finn had an impressive cock.

Probably would make a hot top.

But Cody knew FInn was a complete power bottom.

He slowly tossed FInn off, enjoying the cute little moans and squeaks as the Irishman writhed.

"You're a slut Fergal.." Cody growled.

"I know I am baby. I cannot help myself."

"What would Sami say if he knew you were naked on the bed, me jerking your dick?"

"He *whimper* would not approve? And that turns me on.."

"Hey Finny? Want a 'brojob'? Totally not gay and just two friends helping each other out with blue balls? Hehehehe!"

"69 me. So I can suck that hot cock." Finn went to undo Cody's jeans. Mmmmmm. Tiny Andrew Christian briefs. And holy fuck that BULGE. Cody was so hung. Finn knew he'll need plenty of lube.

"How are you a bottom?" he breathed, pecking the V lines just about Cody's waistband.

"Always gotten more turned on at the thought of a dick in me.." Cody whimpered.

FInn slowly peeled the briefs down those amazing smooth fem thighs.

"You have the most beautiful smooth legs..." he sighed, "I feel a wee roidhead in comparison."

"Finny. Hush. You're beautiful."

WHIMPER.

Finn leaned up to ferociously kiss him. Being called beautiful touched him so much.

Cody wriggled completely out of his jeans and briefs so he too was fully naked and cuddled Finn for yet more sensuous kissing and grinding, their cocks slowly rubbing and their cute moans filling the room.

"I can't *kiss* believe *kiss*.."

"Fergal...enough chatting..."

"Sorry...a wee bit nervous."

"Why?" Cody stroked that pretty face, "Be you."

He gently but firmly pushed Finn onto his back, before crawling down that body, worshipping every inch of the ripped chest, biceps, abs and V-lines before at last, taking that pretty big cock into his mouth.

Finn gasped and moaned, writhing on the bed as Cody showed him his killer oral techniques. WOW! Cody could suck cock like no man Finn had ever been with! No wonder Mathews loved him!

Cody was also gently stroking FInn's hole as he sucked, taking his time to truly please his hot best friend, making the most of this one night of pent-up passion between them. And Finn was SO responsive.

"Stop...please..." whined Finn, prising Cody's head from his cock, a tough task as Cody was magnetised to it.

"Why?" Cody had a seductive smile as he licked the tip. Mmm. An uncut cock. A rare treat, "Close?"

"Yeah...I want you...please...down a wee bit.."

He opened his legs wide and lifted his arse, indicating to Cody that he wanted to be rimmed.

Eagerly, Cody stuffed his head into the smooth, solid musclar cheeks and began to rim. A very tight hole but what an incredible ass..and FInn was fucking LOVING it. He was mewling loudly and wriggling like a bitch on heat.

"Ohhh YEAH...baby don't stop...keep going.."

So Cody gamely continued, despite craving attention between his thighs himself. Two bottoms so far were managing to have plenty of fun. This was better than either man could have hoped. And it was just foreplay.

Cody lifted his head to look down at the Irish beauty.

Finn just smiled, his cute face flushed.

"IS there anything you can't do in bed?" he gasped, "Bi lads always eat arse amazingly.."

"SSSSSH.." Cody leaned down to kiss him. Yeah OK, he was well practiced..don't talk about it.

Finn had a trail of precum up his ripped abs. He was SO turned on.

"Cody...sit on my face!" he cried, itching to return the favour after a rimming that good.

"Thought you'd never ask. Hehehe."

Cody wriggled eagerly and placed his amazing, smooth bubble butt over that pretty Gaelic visage and instantly that tongue got to work. FUCK! Finn could eat ass alright. DAMN! ALmost as good as Josh!

Cody mewled and whimpered, twerking his booty on Finn's face, his true bottom self bursting forth.

Finn held those incredible thighs in position as he continued to please his best friend. He could tell Cody was a bottom just by the way he bent that body.

He spanked Cody's ass cheek as he removed his tongue.

"FUCK..." gasped Cody, "You are so good..."

"I have been with girls.." Finn admitted, "Lube and condoms are in me bag. I also have poppers."

Cody leaned across the bed to find Finn's bag and began to search it. Ah yes. At the top. He removed said items and threw them on the bed.

"You know I love bareback," Finn wheedled,"Would love to feel the connection.."

"Finny. Fergal. Don't be reckless."

"If it's only the one time..."

"Then we'll be responsible. I only allow Joshy to cum inside me. If you love Wade you'll reserve that privilege solely for him."

He leaned down to kiss him, uncapping the lube as he did so.

"I hear you baby," Finn sighed, before his eyes lit up, "Pull out and then cum on my hole."

"You'll regret asking...hehehehe."

"I know Cody darling. I've swallowed slash choked on your epic load remember."

"Sassy bitch."

"You love it."

"You're so hot."

"You're hotter."

Cody coated two fingers with the lube. Gently he began to finger Finn, who opened his legs and raised them expectantly. That entrance was even tighter than he thought. And Finn was making cute little squeaks of joy as he felt the penetration. He was a little nervous about taking Cody's length AND girth.

"I wanna...*MOAN*...try a few positions.." he whined.

"Course baby. Whatever you want. I can edge," Cody whispered, biting open a condom sachet and unrolling it on his weeping, hard cock, "If it hurts, let me know, OK?"

"I will darlin."

Cody was always thinking of his partner in bed. One of the things Josh loved about His Coddles.

Finn rested his ankles on Cody's perfect shoulders. He tried to relax but he was nervous. This was it. THe moment he'd dreamed about a few times.

Cody lined up...fuck Finn was tight...he pushed..he missed. He tried again. Missed again. Huffing, he slowed down a touch and tried once more, this time slowly entering at last.

"OWW!" cried Finn, body going rigid. It hurt. FUCK it hurt.

"I'm a big boy Fergal.."

"You're not kidding! Fuck...take it out.."

Finn was frustrated but he needed more prep.

He took a hit of poppers as Cody applied more lube to himself.

Cody coated three fingers this time before gently fingering and prepping Finn, who writhed and gasped, jerking his cock to stay hard.

"I'm gonna try again. Relax, Fergal.."

Cody's voice was low, deep, manly. So different from his regular big kid cuteness. In bed he was ALL man. Especially when he was assigned top duty.

"Wanna try it doggie?" asked FInn.

"Just relax."

Finn nodded, a sweat beading on his forehead as Cody lined up, concentrating. He cried out in pain as he was penetrated...ow it hurt but...Cody was pushing in...

"Relax.." soothed Cody.

"Sorry...it hurts..."

"Hurting's part of the fun sweetie."

"I know...oww...but...you're so big...fuck it...COdy...just all the way in! Please!"

"Take your time..."

"No. I need you inside me."

Finn inhaled some more poppers.

Cody pushed in. Hard.

Finn cried out. OW. He was SO full. It hurt but he didn't want to stop. Not now. Not now Cody had finally entered him.

Cody pulled out a little...and thrust in hard...stabbing Finn's prostate.

"OHH! OH!"

Cody grinned. He knew THAT feeling. BEST IN THE FUCKING WORLD!

And Finn grinned right back, nodding.

"Feel good?" purred Cody.

"Ohh YEAH.." Finn gasped, "Fuck me Cody."

"My pleasure..Fergal."

Cody began to pound the hot Irishman. Not too fast but not too slow, just allowing Finn to get used to his size. Finn was NOT quiet. Very vocal actually.

"Ahhh! Ahhh...ahhh...oh yes Cody...you're fucking...even better than I imagined...ahhh...ahhh...ahhh..oh yeah SO GOOD! Don't stop...please don't stop.."

"Imma do something I love Joshy doin.."

Cody's Georgia accent had truly come out.

He held Finn's legs open (just like he fucking LOVED Josh doing to him) and used his expert hips to wreck that hot little arse.

Finn was borderline screaming in pleasure. FUck yes! Cody knew how to fuck! A bottom who could actually top! Oh MAN! Only man who was better (and that was slightly) was Wade. Cody was SUCH A STUD. Fuck yes!

"Fuck me arse...yeah good lad, fuck me arse.."

"Your accent is so fucking HOT!" Cody spanked Finn hard.

"FUCK YEAH. Spank me again stud."

SMACK.

SMACK.

Finn was wriggling around..or trying to...fuck his arse hurt so GOOD. He could happily be pounded by Cody forever!

"Want it doggie?" asked Cody.

Finn nodded.

Cody slowly pulled out.

He applied more lube to himself as Finn backed that glorious fat ass right up to his thighs. Oh YAS. A power bottom after Cody's heart all right.

This time he slipped inside a touch easier and those ripped cheeks were flush with Cody's pelvis. Finn really knew how to take a dick.

"Pull me hair Cody."

Cody grabbed Finn by his short dark brown skinfaded locks and began to pound him like a hustler, enjoying the curses, screams...and the broken Irish spilling from Finn's mouth. Wow. That was SO hot. Finn was clearly enjoying himself enormously.

Finn was trying SO hard not to wank himself off. But he wanted to prolong this as long as physically possible. He wanted to not able to WALK tomorrow!

He took his phone.

"Finny whatyadoin?"

"Filming this for posterity...*SCREAM*..."

He began to film himself getting nailed by his best friend. He wanted to remember this night forever.

He made sure Cody's sultry face was in shot..the way Cody's veins showed in his thick arms as he held Finn's slim hips in place. For someone who supposedly hated topping, Cody was FUCKING good at it. AMAZING at it actually.

What a stud.

Finn had enough footage for now. He tossed his phone aside and turned to face Cody.

"Can I ride that dick?"

"Course ya can."

Cody pulled out and lay beside him.

Finn applied more lube to his rather sore hole and clumsily coated Cody's cock before climbing on.

WOW.

Now Cody liked that view.

That face...so beautiful. Ethereal almost in his Gaelic beauty.

Finn scrabbled to take Cody's hands as he took charge, letting his hips do all the work. YAAS. Cody knew Finn and he were definitely cut from the same cloth. But the claws? Finnhadn't scratched yet.

Cody grinned as he leaned up, using his core strength to let Finn ride his lap, as they kissed and cuddled intimately.

Cody then lifted Finn up and shifted their weight around, carefully pushing Finn back onto missionary.

"I am gonna murder your assgina," he snarled.

"Oh PLEASE DO!" Finn cried, "Wreck me stud."

He wrapped his legs around Cody who began to fuck him like he hated him, his muscular arms gripping Cody's neck.

"Ahh...ahh..."

"Lemme see those Claws, Devitt."

SCRATCH.

"OW..." Cody hissed in pain as those nails gouged into his flesh.

They contined to writhe and fuck, coated in sweat,

"Keep going...don't stop darlin...just there...just there...so close...I'm...I'm gonna...gonna.."

"Fergal if you wanna cum, fuckin do it."

"AHHH! AHHH!..." Finn was so CLOSE...ripping chunks out of Cody's back with his nails..but Cody was just so good he didn't want to stop fucking...but it was no use...he was going to...

He convulsed with a deafening cry as he exploded at last, spraying his abs and pecs (as well as Cody's)...he never seemed to stop...fuck...oh God...oh GOD...

Cody was mesmerised. WOW.

He just held FInn steady as the Irishman's orgasm subsided, his whole body covered.

"Fuck you can jizz as much as me.." gasped Cody.

"Been told I cum a lot," FInn sighed, "Don't stop baby...not selfish.."

Cody had no intention of stopping. He didn't like it when tops pulled out of him once he'd cum. He wanted his men to get full pleasure too. Even if deep down once he'd shot, he was done and wasn't that into it anymore.

He continued to fuck the spent man beneath him, Finn now making cute gasps, mixed with hisses of pain. Oh shit...Cody could feel it coming...it had crept up on him...oh fuck he was gonna have to pull out.

He did so, whipping the condom off and frantically fisting his big cock...

"Ahh...ahhhh...ahhh...ahh gonna...gonna..."

"All over me."

"Ahhh...AHHHHHHHHH!" Cody convulsed and aimed...warm splashes covering Finn's abused entrance and ass cheeks.

"What the fuck...you not...oh man..." Finn was gobsmacked once more at the sheer size of Cody's release.

Cody was panting. Spent.

WOW.

Finn gingerly leaned up to kiss him tenderly.

"That..." he gasped, "Was incredible."

"You're amazing."

"So are you...I do not regret a second Cody darlin."

"Me neither. Can I call you Finny again?"

"Course you can sweets."

"Was it worth it?" asked Cody.

"Even better than I hoped," Finn whispered, "I feel so...right. Cleansed."

Cody stuck his finger in Finn's release and licked it.

"Mmm, your crush on me tastes good," he giggled.

"Can you stay the night?" asked Finn tentatively.

"Course I can...wasn't gonna leave you."

"Confession. I love Rami slash Generico slash Sami dearly, but because you and I went all the way...I love you more Cody. I'd like you to meet my family soon."

"I'd love to Finny. And what about Wade?"

"Can we discuss that tomorrow darlin? Doesn't feel right with your cum splattered on my arse. Hehehehe."

He lifted the covers and climbed into bed, feeling very sated and like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. No regrets. He just felt closer to Cody than ever. But Cody couldn't fill the Wade-shaped space in his fierce little heart. But Cody slotted nicely into the space shared with Becky and Sami.

---

Cody awoke early the next morning. Well. Shaken awake.

Making cute mewls and stretching like he always did in the mornings, he realised the light was on.

Finn was stood in front of him in his briefs.

"Morning," he smiled cutely, "I've made you a proper cup of tea."

"You're adorable," yawned Cody, taking it, "I've not had British tea for a long time."

"I take Irish tea wherever I go...Ireland isn't Britain remember," Finn whispered, "One thing that keeps me from being too homesick."

"Bless," Cody said, sitting up and sipping the hot drink, "Er..Finny..is there sugar? Don't mean to be rude.."

Finn reached into his briefs and pulled two sachets of sugar out, tearing them open with his teeth and pouring them into Cody's tea.

COdy noted the windows were open.

He didn't even realise Finn's hotel room had a balcony last night. Ahh. Last night. Definitely an experience he wouldn't forget.

"Wanna sit on the balcony? Watch the sun come up?" asked Finn.

"Yeah...that'd be nice," Cody heaved his fine body out of bed, Finn couldn't help ogling that hunkiness. Cody was so hot. Hotter than Tye Dillinger in every way.

But Finn had found himself Twitter-stalking Wade.

Now he and Cody had finally done the deed, sexual thoughts of Cody were nowhere near as prevalent. But he still thought Cody was gorgeous. And would still sit on his lap to annoy him!

COdy pulled his Andrew Christians on and followed his bestie out onto the balcony.

"I even got your fags," Finn smiled.

Cody knew that was a Brit slang for cigarettes.

Finn offered him the pack and he took one, lighting it with the lighter also proffered by the cute Irishman.

The sky was navy with slashes of pink and orange as the sun was beginning to rise over the city of San José.

Cody sipped his tea.

He definitely didn't regret last night.

And it hadn;t changed how close he was to Finn. If anything, it enhanced it. They had an unbreakable bond now.

Finn opened up 1989 on his music and put the album on shuffle, softly, just to orchestrate the surroundings and balmy California air. First song to come on? Style.

"Finny.." Cody giggled.

"I think of that as our wee song," Finn smiled, "My birthday."

"How's your ass today? hehehe."

"Sore. I don't think I can have sex for a week. Going to the loo was agony."

"TMI," Cody grinned, "But yeah. Feel the pain Finny. Worth it though."

"You're wasted as a bottom. I bet wee Josh would worship you..."

"No Finny. I top him on special occasions. You've seen how thick he is. Think I'm giving that up? Bitch NO."

Finn just giggled. Awww. He and his best friend.

"Must confess, today I've been looking at photos of Stuart.."

"That's good Finny. You're over me."

"Yeah...but it doesn't mean I can't admire you in those briefs...or stop sitting on your lap...you got that long hair slicked back, white t-shirt...I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt..."

Cute cheeky smile as he sung along to the pop tune.

"So you think Wade will take you back?" asked COdy.

"I want him to.,...SO bad. If we could be back together before his birthday..."

Cody hoped so too. If anything to see Finn's happy little face when he saw the ring.

"I think he regrets splitting," he remarked, "Now you and I have got this out our systems.."

"Omigod I could have DIED this morning," Finn camped, "The sheets were glued to me crack..had to try and prise meself out without waking ya."

"Ooooopss..." giggled Cody, "I did shoot quite a big load on your ass. Well a normal sized on for me. Hehehehe. But then again, you coated both of us.."

"You made me cum SO hard I thought I was gonna have a heart attack.." sighed Finn, "I'll never forget it, i know that much."

"Hey Finny...whilst it's just you, me, and Tay Tay, spill the tea on Sami!"

"Been wondering when you'd ask.."

"Is he big?"

"Pretty big. I wanted him in me SO bad. But hey, he can finger like a boss, Coddles. I came just from him saying my name and fingering me."

"He told Paige and me the deets."

"Did he tell you that there was almost penetration...the tip went in. But he lost his bottle."

"Do you wish you had?"

"At the time, but...then...I met you. I met Stuart."

"Want a cuddle?"

"Yeah..." A cute mewl as the elder but smaller man (story of Cody's life) snuggled up to Cody who pecked the top of his head as they continued to watch the sunrise, "Do you miss Layla?"

"Yeah," sniffed Cody, "Real end of an era."

"You have me. And Paige. We'll do just fine as substitutes...oww. You split me in half!"

"Wade packs heat. How did you take him?"

"It hurt but I was trying to be manly.." confessed Finn, "Oh God...when he went home after the first time we ever did it...I was in SO much pain because we did it so much..back bumps. Not fun."

The next song to come on the phone was Blank Space.

"Want me to change it?" asked Cody.

"No, I like it. Even if it's about me. Selfie time."

He paused the music and picked up his phone, taking a cute selfie of him and Cody and posted it to Twitter.

BradMaddoxIsWWE WWEGraves MikeTheMiz Hey look, wwebalor has a blank space and written StardustWWE's name now #PSYCHOBITCHKLAXON

Finn groaned.

Really?!

"Block them Finny. THought you would have sooner."

"I couldn't because I wanted to spy on them. In case they were tweeting more of my exes. Or poisoning Stuart."

Mikethemiz BradMaddoxIsWWE WWEGraves wwebalor StardustWWE He must be a demon in the sack cos why do all the hot men go there *groaning emojis*

BradMAddoxIsWWE Mikethemiz WWEGraves wwebalor StardustWWE He must be desperate to hit up Lisping FishLips tbh

"Oh fuck off," Cody said, blocking them all, "I thought I had blocked the trash from my Twitter."

"Well I am a demon in the sack and they're just jealous cos they'll never be me," Finn said, "Least I haven't got arse implants or dirty sloppy holes. Ick. Who'd go there?"

"That's the spirit," Cody smiled, cuddling him close.

---

August 10, 2015.

Wade Barrett strolled into Raw, a birthday man. Sheamus, Cesaro and Neville had offered to take him to the pub after to celebrate and get him wasted on beer. Just what the Brit fancied. His friends had also taken him for a manly steak lunch too. If the big Englishman was gonna be single on his 35th year, then at least he could spend it chilling with his mates, despite having to work.

"Shall we take you out pulling?" teased Neville.

"No," Sheamus ordered.

"Don't be a bore," Wade complained, "Just because Cena's off doesn't mean you can take over his role as fucking law enforcer."

"I thought you were adamant you wanted to get Finn back?" Sheamus reminded him, "You know, the ring you have in your pocket?"

"Yeah, OK," huffed Wade, "But I'll need backup in case he decides to finish the job from a few weeks ago."

"I highly doubt that, I actually talk to the lad on WhatsApp," Sheamus said, "He asks about you every day. And you can ask Rhodes."

"I don't want to talk to that interfering busybody!" Wade spluttered.

"He is a busybody but he's a good lad," Sheamus said, "He wants to see you happy. And we all knew you and Alicia were never gonna work again."

"Cesaro's turned you soft in the 'ead," Wade snorted.

"I heard zat," Cesaro snapped, "Stephen. Tonight is ze night Fandango dances OUT of our bed."

"Yeah, you lost your bottle last week," Wade taunted.

"Yeah yeah. OK," sighed Sheamus, "I think Orton's back tonight."

"You mean Cena's wet nurse. Blurgh," Wade made a face, "I bet he wears a nurse's uniform."

"Not quite big ears but I do have some skimpy scrubs," rumbled a bassy St Louis voice and they were met with Randy Orton who was leaving Carrano's office, "Happy Birthday."

"Thanks mate."

Wade and Randy's friendship was of the banter/put-down variety. Sometimes Randy could piss Wade off but there was never true malice there.

"How's the wounded soldier?" teased Sheamus.

"Being a pain the fucking ass and NOT resting. He's gonna be at Tough Enough tomorrow," huffed Randy, "I'm going to make sure he doesn't fuck that nose up."

"So. How many times have you wanked to the scene in Trainwreck?" asked Wade.

"TOo many," smirked Randy shamelessly, "And it's very true to life. Apparently Amy Schumer said imagine she was me."

"Oh whatever, I call bullshit," groaned Neville.

"He did look pretty into her so maybe it's true," Sheamus smirked.

---

Cody padded down to the ring to fit in some extra training before the show. After all, Stephen Amell was gonna be here and he didn't want to look bad.

Well there was no training going on but Team PCB were there, well, the P & B members were (Cody was instantly concerned about Charlotte) along with Sasha Banks.

Oh and Finn.

Cody instantly burst into peals of laughter because Finn was in his ring gear (as per USUAL), but not a Balor Club tee or his own merch, but a mustard yellow tee. With 'no its becky' across the chest.

Oh dear lord.

Finn was truly coming out as a Swifty.

Cody padded over.

"Really?" he scoffed.

Instantly Finn leapt to his feet and suffocated Cody with big hugs.

"Hey you.." giggled Cody.

"Hey.."

"When did you get that?"

"Had it a wee while..."

"He is gonna wear that down to the ring," Sasha said, "I'm making him."

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas," Cody gushed, "Do it gurl."

"Is Stuart around.." Finn began, blushing.

"Not seen him," Cody said, "You do know what today is?"

"Yeah...I'm hoping he might like a wee present.."

"You.." giggled Cody, "Well. Looked like you were making tracks last week. What's stopping you."

"Because Fergal's been hurt enough," chipped in Becky.

"HA!" squealed Cody, making the most obvious connection, "THat shirt's even funnier..."

"Yes. We've been through this," Becky sighed, "Trust me. My trainer whom I looked up to for years is a 14 year old white girl in a 34 year old man's body."

"Charlotte not about?" asked Cody.

"Said she was going to get a coffee," Paige said, "But that was half an hour ago. So. Little Cody. Finn. How was your epic night?"

"Paige..." Finn giggled coyly, blushing.

"Oh come on, you're so obvious," she persisted, "SPill the tea."

"Where's Summer?" demanded Cody.

"Changing," Paige mumbled.

"She wants her in a white t-shirt and a tight little skirt," teased Finn, "cos she's got that red lip classic thing that you like.."

"And when we go crashing down we come back every time.." joined in Cody.

"We never go out of style, we never go out of style.." finished Finn.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" squealed Sasha, "YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE I CAN'T EVEN! You're little Swifties!"

"SO GURL.." Cody picked FInn up and spun him around, "We are gonna get you back together for Wade's birthday so you can give him the present he deserves...THIS.."

He spanked Finn's booty.

Finn giggled.

And then moaned, flashing that naughty grin up at Cody.

"Finny.." scolded Cody.

"Sowwy."

Finn sucked his thumb in such a good imitation of Cody that the man himself was taken aback.

"And who's FInn going to lust after in a week's time?" Paige snarked before she could stop herself.

Silence.

Finn padded over to her.

His eyes flashed.

Uh-oh.

Cody shuffled behind him, ready to restrain him.

"Pardon Paige?" Finn said, in that ominously sweet voice.

"Well?" the Brit girl replied defiantly, "Just...last week..you and Cody..finally did it. And now you're once more chasing Wade as though it meant nothing!"

"It meant A LOT..." Finn hissed, "Who are you to judge my business."

"Finny..." Cody pleaded.

"Fergal..." Becky sighed.

"Just..saying.." Paige remarked, "Like...Cody..how does he feel? You basically used him."

"Did I now?"

Cody had seen enough. He stood between them.

"Gay rules," he said simply, "It's not black and white. You know that. Sex is sex. Different from love. Yes Finny and I love each other. But in a different way."

"But it's like...fucking your brother!" Paige spluttered.

"We just had to get it out our systems.." Cody continued, "My conscience is clear. Relationship was temporarily open to one invited guest only. And now it's closed again. So Finny. You gonna back up?"

"Suppose," huffed Finn, "You're supposed to be my friend Paige."

"I am...just...don't get how men work," complained Paige.

"Because they all think with their cocks and they can spin a great yarn to justify doing so," Becky deadpanned, "Women are definitely better."

"Oh absolutely," Paige agreed.

"Lezzas," sassed Finn.

"Poofter," clapped back Becky.

"Do you not miss cock?" Finn grinned.

"Nope. Well miss it, just not the pillocks attached to them." Becky said matter-of-factly.

"Boring, we use vibrators too," Finn was getting camper, his cute accent going very singsong.

"Speak for yourself bitch," Cody sassed.

"I really didn't need to know.." groaned Becky, "I know more about you than I'm really comfortable with Fergal.."

"And you're not getting any tea on us," Sasha grinned, perching next to her new female lover.

"Spoilsport," Finn pouted.

"So. Who went on top with you two? Must have been like two dykes going at it!" Paige roared with laughter at her own joke.

"Yes Finny, SPILL," Sasha looked WAY too excited.

"Er...how is this fair?" mumbled Cody.

"Because you should be gentlemen and respect a girl's privacy," Sasha grinned, "I however, want to know the exact details of two very hot men fucking."

"Tell it like is why don't ya?" snarked Becky.

"We're never gonna get a go on either of you so you may as well fill our heads with glorious images." finished Sasha with a huge smirk.

"I'm fine...thanks...this is my former COACH!" Becky huffed.

"Plug your ears then Bex," grinned Finn, "Cody is the biggest boy I've ever had. I was walking like John Wayne the entire day after. Eden is wonder woman. How wee Mathews hasn't needed stitches yet..."

"TOO MUCH INFORMATION!" squealed Becky, covering her face.

Cody went scarlet briefly. But then grinned. He used to brag about his size all the time after all. Calling himself the most hung bottom in the deep South at one point.

"Why do you think I call him Little Cody?" giggled Paige, "Irony. Six foot, hung in the front, stacked in the back. He couldn't be further from little if he tried."

"I get it," Sasha smirked, "He's like a cute little boy. Baby face. Awww. I always wanted to just smoosh your face Cody. Especially when you were this adorable whitemeat babyface on your debut!"

"You been looking Paige," Cody muttered.

"One, you NEVER wear a cup," Paige smirked, "Plus I've seen you in briefs more than I care to count, and you've always bragged. Stop playing Little Miss Innocent now."

"No," Finn chimed in, "I'm not ashamed of what happened. Fuck...he nearly split me in half."

"You took EVERY inch, bitch," Cody clapped back, "Stop acting the virgin."

"Oh virginal is one thing Fergal DEFINITELY isn't," Becky piped up, "I bet it didn't touch the sides! He probably likes them big now to feel anything!"

Howls of laughter from the other girls.

FInn pouted and huffed.

"Ha!" Becky continued, "Not nice is it Fergal when people make fun of you."

"Awww Finny, take it like a man," giggled Cody, ruffling his bestie's hair.

"I did and I'll take it again in a heartbeat," Finn shot Cody lustful eyes, "Stuart could say no to me and where do I go from then?"

"Sorry Finny, closed for good, you had your fill honey," Cody grinned.

"What I want to know," Sasha said, "Hideo. Come on Finny. You must have."

"Nope," FInn folded his arms.

"True," Cody said, "Hideo's got two sons. Tyler and Baron were the first guys hes slept with."

"I tried," confessed Finn, "Trust me, he plays the cute Japanese very well but I know how legit tough Kenta Kobayashi is."

"Me too, don;t be fooled by the broken English or Bayley hugs," Becky put in, "He's one of the sweetest, but out there, his kicks...legit."

"I had many fantasies in Japan," Finn continued, "I still would let him wreck me. Never been of the Asian persuasion myself to be honest...but Hideo. Fuck yes."

"Have you ever topped?!" Paige spluttered, "You look like you'd be such an alpha male in bed."

"Nope. Maybe once. Couldn't," Finn replied, "I've slept with a few women but that was just experimentation. I lost my virginity to a lad. I've ALWAYS bottomed. I used to play with..."

"OK!" interrupted Becky, "I don't need to hear how you started out playing with your arse..."

"Thanks for telling us Becky," teased Paige.

"I hate you BEVIS!" spluttered Becky, "I'm gonna go CHANGE!"

She flounced out in a huff to much giggles from the rest.

---

Cesaro and Sheamus were sat alone at a table in Catering. At the Swiss' insistence. Not because he wanted them to be antisocial on Wade's birthday, but because it was time to kick Fandango out their relationship. It had been a lot of hot fun on all three sides, but Cesaro was getting possessive of Sheamus. Seeing Sheamus fuck Fandango just made him jealous (yet he would happily take a dicking from Fandango because Sheamus loved to watch/make the Swiss suck him off whilst doing so).

And Fandango just would not stop trying to talk Sheamus into bottoming again. He was OBSESSED.

"Well hey there hotties," purred the dancer, sinking, shirtless into a chair next to Sheamus, "You didn;t have to dress up for me."

"Ve didn't, company policy is smart," Cesaro huffed.

"Why the attitude Cesaro?" Fandango growled, lifting his foot and stroking inside the Swiss' leg, "Did I not fuck you long enough today?"

"You are OBSESSED VITH SEX!" erupted Cesaro, "Seriously! WIR HABEN EINE ANSAGE!"

"ENglish?" Fandango raised an eyebrow.

"We have an announcement," Sheamus translated. He was getting good at German.

"Pregnant are you Cesaro?" scoffed Fandango.

"Nein," snapped the Swiss, "We vont you OUT."

"Claude!" SHeamus snapped reproachfully. Cesaro could have been nicer!

"Oh?" Fandango looked hurt, "Do you now. ANd when did you decide this?"

He scowled at Sheamus who just shrugged apologetically before glowering at Cesaro. What a bitch. Selfish bitch. And a SLUT. Balor had it right the first time. As did Rhodes.

"For a while," Sheamus admitted, "It's...not that it's not been fun...just that...these things don't last. And Claude and me are exes."

"So what was I? Some prop to fix your bruised egos?!" Fandango cried, "Fuck THIS. What is with the guys here? Always after a quick fix and no commitment."

"Goes with the job mate," Sheamus sighed, "Sadly."

"So just like that? You gave your fucking ass up to me Farrelly when NOBODY else was allowed."

"Because you wouldn't stop pestering me, I was curious to try new stuff..." Sheamus was red in the face.

"So why didn't you let HIM do it if he was the one you truly wanted?" Fandango pointed to Cesaro.

"Why did you invite him into our fling?" Sheamus shot back.

"Because I could tell you were hung up on him and I guess it would make you happy," Fandango sighed, "Plus Cesaro was hot. And my type too. Obviously what I'm into isn't your scene. Not mad."

He made to leave.

"Hey. C'mon, don't be like that," Sheamus sighed, not wanting yet more messy drama to come his way.

"Well who have I got left on this damn roster?!" Fandango snarled, "I've been through every single gay dude going! Or the ones in open relationships."

"Oh come on, how many lads here must be bicurious?" Sheamus said, "They say most people nowadays do not identify 100% straight."

"You two were the only hot available ones left. Nobody else here does it for me."

"What about NXT?" asked Cesaro, almost smirking.

"Very funny," Fandango hissed, "If you weren't such a jealous little bitch..actually, you whine like a whore when my dick's in your hairy ass so you shouldn't be throwing too many stones."

"You're half the man Stephen is."

"Claude. Don't be such a bitch.." complained Sheamus, covering his face. Seriously. Why did Cesaro have to go there? This was what caused the cracks in their relationship the first time.

Fandango was actually getting turned on. Keep on bitching Cesaro. You'll be put in your place soon enough.

"All the weights in the world can't hide a slut," he snarled back.

"You take it out on me because you're irrelevant; vile my Cesaro Section grows by the veek."

"Kidd and Natalya got you over."

"Vell Rosa Mendes couldn't get you over."

"Lads.." Sheamus sighed, "Stop it."

Fandango was so hard right now. And he could see a fire burning in Cesaro's eyes.

"I bet you opened that hairy hole to get a contract," he spat contemptuously.

"I bet you danced on Vince's cock."

"CLAUDE."

"Shut up Stephen. Zis is between me and HIM."

Nose to nose now.

"You're a shit bottom anyway," Fandango snarled, "You just take, take, take. God gave you hips for a reason. USe them from time to time."

"I just save my best tricks for Stephen."

"So why don't you ever get in control? Because you're selfish. Arrogant."

Sheamus could feel the electric tension.

OK.

Maybe Fandango should stick around longer because actually...this was HOT.

"Money. Mouth." Cesaro licked his lips seductively.

Before shooting the wink to Sheamus.

Oh the little...

Sheamus began to slowly stroke Fandango's leg.

Cesaro's foot started to travel up the dancer's thigh.

And then Sheamus realised this was ALL an elaborate scheme. Cesaro was clever. He was going to get the dom to submit to BOTH of them.

Fandango moaned.

"Boys.." he rasped.

"What?" Cesaro had his most sultry purr going.

"Take me to the hotel. Right now. And ravish me."

"Ve vonted to flip ze coin," Cesaro rasped, "I even had Stephen fooled until now."

"Fuck yes," Sheamus added, "Only when I could feel the sexual tension I realised he was having both of us going...jesus Claude how do you do it?"

"Because ven beautiful men treat me nice in bed I vont to repay.."

"Oh just kiss me boys.." Fandango had that glorious breathy tone once more.

Sheamus devoured his lips, enjoying the moans.

Before Cesaro did the same.

"You are not getting my cock," the Swiss purred.

"Damn right," Sheamus snarled.

"I haff an idea," Cesaro growled, "Stephen fucks you. Vile you fuck me."

"Oh GOD..." moaned Fandango, "Please boys. Spit roast me too."

"I think," Sheamus unzipped Fandango's sparkly pants to free the weeping cock, "We should at least stay at work."

"Oui. Make him REALLY vont us," Cesaro teased.

"Just jerk me off man...please.." Fandango begged, "Under this table. THe risk makes me nut so hard."

Sheamus knew for a big clumsy manly man, he was apparently very good at handjobs.

Cesaro shimmied with the agility of a cat under the table. As the biggest sub of the three...he eagerly took Fandango's cock into his mouth, the dancer groaning loudly with relief.

"Ohhh FUCK yeah man, suck my cock good fuck yeah..."

Sheamus was so hard at this point. This was SO naughty. IN CATERING. With people around. But nobody was paying them any attention. Fandango looked in seventh heaven right now. He was writhing on his seat, fucking Cesaro's face. The big Swiss could suck cock like NOBODY else. Fuck. He'd seen how Sheamus acted when Cesaro sucked him off.

Cesaro's hand then wandered up Sheamus' leg, and unzipped the big Irishman's jeans.

"Claude..." gasped Sheamus.

Cesaro slowly freed Fandango from his mouth and peered out up at his beau.

"Vot?" he grinned, "I can still be slutty ven I vont.."

He began to jerk Sheamus off...whilst resuming sucking off Fandango. Yeah come on...he wanted both these hot studs to shoot their loads right now..that's right...

Masculine grunts of pleasure filled the air.

Fandango was getting close extremely quickly. The sheer risk was putting many inches on his performance, and for a superman stud, Cesaro was SO good at oral.

Cesaro was using all his skills that he normally used upon Sheamus, licking the tip and up and down the shaft, all the while softly tossing off his irish amour.

"Fuck...gonna..." grunted Fandango, tensing, gripping the table hard, his knuckles whitening, "Ohhhhh FUCK...!"
He fucked Cesaro's handsome face as his much-needed orgasm blasted forth, right down the Swiss' throat. It was a big one. Fuck. Cesaro gulped it down like water. Mmmm. The dancer did always have a sweet-tasting load.

"OK there mate?" grunted Sheamus with a smirk.

Fandango nodded, his dazzling smile lifting his face as his eyes closed in satisfaction. That was just what he needed. He was positively glowing with relief.

Cesaro wriggled deftly back up from under the table.

He then devoured Fandango's lips so the dancer could taste himself.

Before taking a seat next to Sheamus and staring intensely into those sparkling blue eyes, resuming his hand motions.

"FUck...you're so naughty.." gasped Sheamus in ecstasy, just relaxing and enjoying himself now.

"And you're so tense Stephen, I vont you to release it for me," purred the Swiss.

"Only since this morning.."

"Sssssh...relax...let go.."

Fandango was stroking Sheamus' other leg. Well why not help out?

Sheamus couldn't believe he was being jerked off in the middle of Catering...speaking of which...where the fuck was his load going to go?! But he hadn't time to think too hard...he was so CLOSE...oh FUCK Wade was coming over! Stop!

But Cesaro refused. He grinned mischeivously and sped up.

"C'mon Stephen..."

"But..Stuey..."

"Nothing he hasn't tasted before," snarled Fandango, "C'mon you big brute, release the manliness.."

"Stephen...cum fur mir.."

"Ahh...oh fuck.."

Wade was approaching.

Oh shit...Sheamus couldn't hold it. He was about to go plunging over the edge! No. STOP! Fuck.

Fuck.

His growl of relief was kissed away by Cesaro as he convulsed in his chair, spraying the floor beneath the table with a fierce release.

Cesaro just looked down at the glorious sight of that thick pale cock exploding all over the lino.

Mmmm. Shame he couldn't have THAT down his throat as well. But this was more fun!

Sheamus lay back, sated in the chair.

"Fuck'n'ell.." he panted.

"ENjoy zat?" grinned Cesaro, "Oh. Afternoon birthday boy."

"SHIT...oh hi Stuey," Sheamus was SO red.

"Wotcha," Wade grunted, "What the hell's going on?"

"Mind where you put your feet Barrett," smirked Fandango.

"'Ere, I thought you wanted him out?" Wade frowned.

"Changed our minds," Cesaro smirked.

"It was a ruse...blame him," Sheamus mumbled, gesturing to Cesaro and trying to zip back up without Wade realising what had gone on here.

Wade felt the wetness beneath his wrestling boot on the floor.

What the?!

He peered under the table.

Didnt take a genius to work out what those splashes were. YUCK! They were SO shameless!

"Oh BLOODY HELLFIRE!" cried Wade, "You three make me SICK!"

"You're so vanilla Barrett," Fandango purred.

"Wanking people off in fucking Catering ain't my style!"

"You need to open your mind more," Fandango smirked.

"He bonks lads in the locker room instead," Sheamus remarked.

"Up yours."

"No thanks."

"I heard you loved it," clapped back Wade.

"He did," Fandango grinned.

"FUck off," groaned Sheamus, "So, you got Finn back yet?"

"No."

"Get a bloody move on."

"Oh you lot just want to do more filth in the middle of Catering. I'll fuck off shall I?"

"Would be nice," teased Cesaro, "Birthday boy."
"We'll find a good pub after the show," Sheamus promised.

"Yeah yeah, enjoy your three way wank."

Wade climbed out of his chair andf stormed off.

"He needs to get laid, big time." stated Cesaro.

"I have word Balor's here," Sheamus replied, "Stuey better get that ring ready."

"Don't you mean Balor had?" smirked Fandango.

"True," Sheamus snorted.

---

Finn was sat alone backstage, watching the segment play out before him on a monitor. Transfixed.

Wade AND Cody?!

Stephen Amell.

Adrian Neville.

WHOA.

He watched in awe as the Arrow actor leapt over the barricade to beat up Cody. Fuck. Cody hadn;t mentioned that was going to happen. Wait was Wade aiding his retreat?! Was this leading to another angle involving the BOTH of them? Both the most important men in his life (well Wade was still estranged but Finn was confident he could try and get back in the Brit's good books tonight. Especially it being Wade's birthday) working together?

Wade looked especially good tonight.

But so did Cody. Bulge aplenty in that mevlar after being close to Stephen. Oh come on Cody, Finn thought, why not go there?

Bad boy, he thought immediately after.

He skipped gaily over to gorilla to greet them. Wade couldn't get away then! Hehehe.

"HEY!" he trilled, leaping onto Cody, wrapping his legs around him.

"OOfff...FInny...quit it hehehehe, Stephen's here.."

Wade was frozen. What the hell did he do? He'd been planning to approach his estranged boyfriend..but Finn had found him first before he could work up the bollocks to do so.

Stephen Amell followed them through, the 'security' releasing him.

Cody beamed at his current idol and future opponent.

"Awesome," he said, high fiving Stephen, "Killed it."

"Thanks man," Stephen replied, "Oh. Sup Balor."

"Hi, Cody really enjoys working with you!" giggled Finn.

"FINNY!"

"Does he now? Well it's an honour to work with Dream's boy," Stephen replied, shooting that sexy smirk at Cody.

Wade just had no idea what to make of what he was observing.

"No it';s an honour for him to work with a sexy actor," Finn teased, enjoying himself immensely.

"Finny. SHUT UP."

Triple H appeared from the control area at that point.

"OK, get ready for the backstage segment," he said, just as Neville appeared, "Balor, would you mind unhanding Rhodes?"

He finished that with a smirk. He did have a soft spot for the Irish champion and allowed him to get away with murder. Well he was one of WWE's biggest coups of the past 12 months and BEST for business. Triple H, of course wasn't aware that Finn saw himself as head bitch in charge at NXT and the Performance Center. Nor was he aware of the whole Cesaro war from a few months back.

He ushered the three superstars, the Hollywood actor and 'security' further backstage to record the segment where the tag match was announce. Finn, the naughty minx, shuffled close behind to watch.

And he was SO glad he did.

Wade and Cody TAG TEAMING at SummerSlam?! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!

He was STANNING right now.

What was EVEN his life right now?!

"Awesome," Neville said, once the segment had wrapped, and Triple H plus the security had exited, "Well, I'd better call the wife. He's been obsessing over this."

"Pussy whipped," smirked Wade.

"The wife?" Stephen raised an eyebrow.

"Don't ask mate," groaned Wade, "Laters."

"Wade STAY." Cody ordered, "I'll talk to you later Stephen."

"Look forward to it," the actor slash stuntman grinned before leaving. Cody checking him out. Well a boy could look.

"Soo hot.." sighed Cody, before slapping his wrist, "Sorry Joshy. Sorry Brandi."

"You're a wreck!" snorted Wade.

"Can it bitch and come with me," Cody barked.

"Oh bloody hell what's crawled up your arse?"

"Nothing birthday boy."

Finn decided to sashay over at that point. He'll pretend Wade wasn't there and see where they went from there.

"I see you sweets," he grinned, "Flirting with Stephen."

"And what?" Cody pouted, "He's hot, talented and plays Arrow. What else do you need?"

"He's also married?" Wade raised his eyebrows.

"So am I hehehehe," Cody giggled, "Oh look. Finny, Wade's here."

Swerve.

Wade scowled at him.

"I noticed," Finn smiled, "Happy Birthday...Stuart."

"Thanks...Fergal."

Cody grinned wider. YAAY! Progress. Now time to make them talk. Wade SO wanted FInn back. Last week they seemed to make a reasonable, if shaky start. Finn had a big match coming up with Kevin. He would perform so much better if he was back with Wade as far as Cody was concerned.

"I'm gonna go get changed," he said brightly.

"I'll go with you," Wade grunted.

"NOPE." Cody actually shoved the big Brit back at Finn before padding away.

"Tosser," Wade hissed.

"Hi," Finn said.

"Hi."

"How are you?"

"Good thanks, you?"

"Fine. Up to much?"

"Working, out with the lads after the show."

"Look...Stuart. Please? I promise. No strangling."

"Good because I could still report you to the cops for what you did."

"I was angry..."

"Still no excuse."

"And you did put your hands on Alicia. No man has the fucking right to hit a woman. REGARDLESS if she provoked you or not."

Finn just looked sheepish.

"I said I was sorry...she didn't want to know. Look, this is gonna be awkward enough as it is. I'm sorry I went for you...I believed Miz..."

"And since when has anything that fat piece of shit done been believable?"

"SO did you and he...?"

"No! And what does it matter if we did? Seeing as you went straight for the 'Perfect 10'. And Rhodes. Well I suppose it was only a matter of time."

"How did you know about COdy and me..." Finn went red.

"Neville was next door."

"Fuck..." Finn was looking at the floor.

"Whatever," Wade shrugged, "You were single. Guess you were trying to prove a point to me, huh?"

"Maybe."

"Well Alicia was sort of the same thing."

"Arsehole."

"Why does it shit you up about her?"

"Because...you could want a girl,..."

"You've shagged girls."

"Experimentation. I grew up in Catholic Ireland remember. Tried it a few times. Didn't like."

"Prefer being the girl do ya?"

Wade was actually smirking.

"And?!" spat Finn, pouting and folding his arms.

"I've missed you.." Wade threw it all on the line.

Finn was hardly daring to believe it. He had been optimistic but SOMEONE PINCH HIM!

"I've...missed you too. Shawn was good but he was just a rebound. Cody...was amazing but I know that it was just a one night thing...I still love him though. But nowhere near like I love you..."

He slowly shuffled towards the Brit.

Wade stroked his face softly.

Finn whimpered.

He kissed Wade's palm.

Wade smiled warmly at him.

"Let's get a sarnie and catch up," he said.

"THat'd be nice."

Finn followed him into Catering. The Irish cutie's eyes travelled towards Team PCB (Charlotte looked notably subdued though, he observed. Those bastards Miz, Corey and Brad were due a kicking. And an edge-snatching.).

"Ignore your faghags," Wade snorted, "What sarnie you want?"

"Whatever you're having."

Wade loaded two plates and led him to the furthest corner of the room. Away from prying eyes (AKA Cena, Sheamus, Cody).

"Be back in a moment," he grunted, "Just gotta go for a slash."

"Sure," Finn smiled.

This was going SO WELL OMG. Like literally he couldn't even. Baby steps but he was positive he and Wade were finally going to re-unite. Just talk out some of the issues over these cheap sandwiches and see where they went from here. He told himself not to put too much expectation upon this. Just be himself, relax and play it cool. Don't get over-emotional and crazy. Don't be the Blank Space girl.

Wade had a plan. He darted into the locker room and began to rummage through his bag. Maybe he'd gone soft in the head.

Maybe he was just living dangerously.

But either way, this seemed the best way.

After finding what he was looking for, he made his way back to Catering.

"In a hurry mate?" asked Neville who was just leaving a side room, phone in hand.

"Talk later?" Wade replied.

"Sure," shrugged Neville, before putting his phone back to his ear, "Yes Rami, I am still here, that was Barrett."

"If he hurts Fergal yet again," Sami snarled down the phone, "You have my blessing to go stiff on his ass at Summerslam! And then he'll have me AND Becky to deal with. We will not hold back."

Adrian did wonder whether he should spill the beans about hearing Cody and Finn fucking last week (he'd given himself one off the wrist...ooops..well wouldn't you?). No. Let them confess to Sami themselves. Adrian knew more than anyone how overbearing his beau could be.

Wade tried to slide casually back into his chair. His heart was racing. He was either being brave or incredibly stupid.

"So," FInn began cautiously.

"I'm shit at this small talk thing," Wade replied.

"Why have they been treating you like shit?" erupted Finn suddenly, "Seriously?! You're King Of The Ring and been jobbing to that stupid hack R-Truth and now Neville?!"

"Oh c'mon, not that bad, I got a pay-per-view match out of it?" Wade was so touched FInn was pissed off on his behalf, "And I'm teaming with your best mate."

"He's more than that..." FInn sighed, "He's my lucky star."

"Lucky star? You're so weird. So despite sleeping with him..."

"I know I can't compete with Eden or wee Josh. And I know he hates being top. Even though he's fan-TASTIC in bed. Also...ahem...he's a bit Mr Too Big...sorry Stuart...I'll shut up now.."

"No...I'm jealous...but...I guess it was what you and he needed."

"Jealous huh?"

"Yep."

"Why? Hehehe."

"Because...I can't...just...don't like the thought of other lads fucking you?"

"Awwwwwwwww.." cooed Finn, "And the thought of you dicking Alicia made me so fucking angry."

"Well I never went there...Anyone ever told you what a bunny boiler you can be?"

"You know I love hard. Mean."

"You also love Taylor Swift. Great legs on her but not much cop in the arse department or singing voice."

"HEY! Leave TayTay alone!" POUT.

"Chris bloody Crocker.." snorted Wade.

"Wouldn't expect you to appreciate her anyway."

"Well we don't have to like the same things. You support Spurs for fucks' sake."

"We will NOT go there." Folding of arms. More pouting.

"You're like a kid," chuckled Wade.

"You love it."

"So thought you were working the dark match?" Wade gestured to Finn's trunks and kickpads.

"Nope. Knew you'd be here."

Sucking of thumb. Flirtatious eyes across the table.

"Well it is Monday Night Raw."

"And I forgot to give you a birthday present."

He crossed his leg, flashing some side cheek. Naughty. Wade ogled but mentally slapped himself. No. No hopping straight into bed.

"I'll live," he said.

"I can't live much more without you..." Finn admitted, unable to stop himself, "I'm sorry for everything Stuart. I love you. So much. Still after all of this."

"I know love...I...still love you."

"So let's skip the awkward chit chat...I want you back so much."

"I don't want that."

A ringing silence fell.

Finn looked like he'd been winded. His green eyes filled with tears. What? After all this...Wade was turning him down? Way to lead him on!

Bastard.

"Sorry," Wade said, "But...I'm not sure us as boyfriends would work again."

"In that case I'll leave you be," sobbed Finn, unable to hold back his emotions, "I won't bother you again. Knew it was a bad idea to hope you might still want my slutty crazy arse."

SNIFFLE.

He got to his feet, and tripped over the table leg, falling flat on his face.

Laughter rang through Catering.

Finn just needed Cody rright now. Please. Becky. Cody. Come and take him away from this humiliation.

"Here," came the deep gruff grunt, "Take my hand."

Wade helped Finn to his feet chivalrously. He was still going to a be gentleman.

"I hate you," Finn blurted out.

Wade shrugged.

"Sometimes things don't go the way you plan," he said, "I still care about you. Just...I don't think we can go back to how we were."

"You've...said enough," choked the devastated Finn, "Understood...see you...*SOB*..around."

He covered his face and began to limp forlornly from Catering.

"Fergal...wait...don't be like that!" Wade raised his voice.
People, including Paige, Becky...Sheamus...Cesaro..oh and Cody, freshly unpainted and leading Eden into the room, all stopped to watch.

Cody was scowling, his extra-good observational skills deducing things had gone badly.

"Cody.." Eden warned him.

"Fucking PRICK..." Cody was cracking his knuckles and looking daggers at Wade.

Finn had paused to look back at Wade, eyes streaming, bottom lip trembling and looking the absolute sorry picture of heartbreak.

"What for?" he murmured, "You've said all I need to know."

"Not quite," Wade fumbled in his trunks. Now or never. He sunk to one knee.

Gasps.

Silence.

Finn was rooted to the spot.

WHAT THE?!

What was going on?!

"Fergal Devitt," Wade grunted, opeing the little box and showing the glittering sapphire ring, "Will you marry me?"

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" came a girl's squeal as Brie Bella had walked in just the right moment.

Even Eden was clutching her chest a-la Sasha.

Cody was itching to just SQUEE.

Finn was rooted to the spot.

WHAT?!

Was this for real?

Please.

He couldn't even begin to believe this.

This was a joke. It had to be.

But that was a ring.

Wade was on one knee.

He slowly padded over.

Wade was waiting for him to speak.

"Yes..." came the little whisper, "Course...course I will...darling.."

Squeals, whoops, catcalls and clapping rang out.

Finn leapt onto Wade, breaking down with happiness. Wade was grinning from ear to ear, holding the warm 190 pound mass tight.

Finn broke away to stare blazingly into his eyes. Before at last their lips met once more...oh wow...Finn had missed this SO much! He couldn't stop kissing his beloved Brit. He legit was NOT expecting this! Not in a million years.

Cody could NOT resist sprinting over. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS.

"Fuck off," smirked Wade, "You had your go."

"Excuse me as future best man I'm allowed," Cody clapped back, "FINNY! COME HERE YOU!"
He heaved Finn off of Wade and held him tight, nuzzling.

"Off...the shelf at last.." Finn blubbered, taking the ring from Wade in his shaking hand and clumsily putting it on. Wow. It just looked SO right! Words could not describe how ecstatic he was right now. Like...this had to be a dream.

"WADE!" barked Cody, "Stand next to your FIANCE so I can take a photo. Where's your phone?"

"On the table?" Wade grunted.

Cody dashed over to grab said item and unlocked it (2507. How predictable was Wade!) before opening the camera to take a photo of the happy reunited couple.

"Mine's over there too Sweets.." Finn beamed.

"Lazy ass, I've wrestled," Cody grinned but obeyed his bestie gladly. He took Finn's phone (he might want to change his passcode from 3006 to 1008, Cody thought) and took a snap once more.

He handed it to Finn.

"You need to tweet it gurl," he said.

"Not this minute," FInn gushed, kissing Wade once more, before just taking a moment to admire the ring on his finger. This will get ALL the lads at NXT talking. And the divas too. Even Hunter might ask questions. He also HAD to tell SAMI! And Hideo. Like RIGHT NOW.

Becky Lynch was over there in a flash. She enveloped Finn in a big tearful hug, so happy for her coach.

"You next," Finn whispered to her.

"Never mind me, about time..." she sniffed, before turning to the incessant tapping on her shoulder, "Yes OK Paige...your turn now!"

PAige just let out an uncharacteristically girlish squeal and suffocated Finn with hugs.

Before doing the same to Wade.

---

In the corner, Sheamus was internally cheering.

"Stuey you sly old bastard," he was saying.

"That vos smooth," Cesaro agreed, surprisingly happy for them considering all the hell he'd had from Finn a few months back.

"Guess who picked out that ring?" smirked Sheamus, "Yours truly. Bought it in Dublin."

"Now you're gonna have to fight Rhodes for best man," teased Cesaro.

"I think they can hack two," Sheamus replied, "They'll need both of us cos I sense a Bridezilla. Hey. Glad you sorted your shit out with them..."

"Ze past," shrugged Cesaro, "So I think our night ist now Frei?"

"Somehow I think the pub is pretty boring to him right now," admitted Sheamus, "Better go find twinkletoes."

"Mmmm," Cesaro purred, "You in him and him in me right?"

"You know it," grinned Sheamus, hand on that solid furry booty, just contained within those trunks, "Let's go change.."

"Hurry up then Stephen before I vont you all to myself again."

A sultry kiss before the two hot-and-bothered EUropean studs left Catering.

---

Finn was busy trying to take the perfect shot of the ring on his finger for Twitter.

Well no other way seemed right.

wwebalor Guess who's just gotten engaged *happy emojis* *heart eye emojis* #EveryKingNeedsAPrince

His phone went BERSERK instantly.

Fans asking who the lucky girl was.

Ha.

iLikeSamiZayn wwebalor OMG OMG OMG OMG! CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!

HideoItami wwebalor おめでとうございます、私の友人

(Omedetōgozaimasu, watashi no yūjin - congratulations my friend)

WWEAaLLday21 wwebalor CONGRATS MAN! *thumbs up emojis* Is it 'bad' news right? *wink emopjis*

"FInny I think Sami's trying to ring," Cody was saying.

"Tell Zayn to bugger off," Wade smirked, "He can find out the details tomorrow."

"But he's my best friend.." whined Finn.

"Nope," Cody snatched the phone and rejected the call, "Your time Finny. Listen to your FIANCE!"

"Fiancé.." moaned Finn, "Stuart.."

"Fergal.."

More kissing. Awww.

Cody wasn't jealous of course. He was too busy fangirling hard over this cuteness.

"Cody. Lucky Star. Darling. Sweets. Saying this with all the love I have...kindly piss off," grinned Finn.

"Was going anyway hehehehe." Cody skipped back across the room. Ah well. He and Finn had lived in one another's pockets virtually the entire time these past weeks. And to be honest, there was another hot guy who was piquing his interest...wow. So much for hating sluts.

He whipped his phone out.

To: Joshy *heart emojis*

Hey you *hearteyes* OMFG GUESS WHAT HAPPENED?! WADE PROPOSED 2 FINNY *shocked emojis* and FINNY SAID YES! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas !

Buzz.

From: Joshy *heart emojis*

Awww cute :) Looks like fucking him through the mattress did the trick huh *laughter emojis*. So now you can bed Stephen Amell after Summer Slam *wink emojis* xx

Cody decided to call his beau. They needed to talk.

"Hey SWEETS!" came Finn's camp accent.

"Ya?" Cody turned, gesturing to his phone.

"You coming out after the show?"

"Got stuff..."

Finn sashayed over and snatched the phone from Cody just as Josh picked up.

"Hey.." came Josh's voice.

"Oh hey wee Josh...sorry Codes can't talk because he's coming out to get into Brie Mode with me and my FIANCE!"

"GImme.." pouted Cody, "Hey Joshy...please excuse my bestie."

"It's cool," Josh chuckled, "You go out honey, don't be boring."

"I can go out after this call Joshy, got to talk. Important stuff."

He padded out of the room to find some privacy. About halfway down the corridor was a side room. Cody dashed in.

"Sounds heavy," Josh replied.

"Well...Joshy...are we in an open relationship now?" asked Cody, "Just cos, y'know, Finny.."

"Yeah," Josh replied, "I don't mind. We can't always see each other and I trust you."

"I don't mind you going with guys at Total Nonstop Awful," Cody admitted, "But as long as I get to approve them. I ain't letting any old dick touch your fine ass."

"As usual you like to be in control," Josh laughed, "Coddles, it's cool. Look. I know you lust after Stephen Amell."

"He won't want me," Cody sighed, "But I just want to tell you Joshy that I might be wandering my eyes a little bit but I still love you. Nobody else compares to you.."

"Stop.." sighed Josh, "I told you. I'm fine with this. Just...stop being so preachy and enjoy it."

"If you're cool with it Joshy...then...*sigh*...I love you."

"Love you too. Now go get Balor white-girl wasted."

"Will do Joshy. Love you *kisses*. Bye."

He hung up and left the room, just as Stephen Amell appeared.

"Hey.." the actor smiled.

"Hi.." Cody beamed, "You off back to Hollywood or would you like to come out with us?"

"Thanks man, might just do..who's out?"

"Me, Barrett, Finny obviously, maybe Neville...don't normally do boys nights to be honest," Cody said.

"Beers and babes, sounds like a plan," Stephen grinned, "Thanks again for working me. They told me you were one of the best workers here. Safe."

"Part of what we do is protect one another," Cody smiled, eyeing the actor up and down. Wow he was SO hot. Cody couldn't believe his own thirst. He was so messy these days. He guessed he should retire his 'Soapbox Sadie' act for good. He was a man with needs after all.

Stephen wasn't stupid.

He'd seen the way Cody looked at him.

And felt those wandering hands on his crotch in the ring during the attack segment.

Cody licked his lips.

Fuck. His OVW slut self was coming back in full force.

And Stephen was smiling flirtatiously at him.

What was a boy to do?

---

Ooooh HECK! Coddles...what's he going to do? A week removed from finally banging bae Finn and he's lusting after Amell! I couldn't resist going in that direction. Coddles needs action too but there's only so many times Josh can sneak into WWE..

But...FINNADE ARE BACK! LET THE PIXIES REJOICE! :D I didn't want to do a soap opera cliche proposal scene but I thought the way Wade did it was smooth and yet somehow typically blokey. You know Finn's going to be a happy wee bunny for ages now!

I will cover SummerSlam and Takeover in C43 as enough material happened there to cover the whole chapter. This one was tying up the Wade/Finn drama. And I have to say...I enjoyed writing Coddles/Finn a hell of a lot. They made a hot one-time couple. That's that storyline at an end now.

And Fandango...looks like he stays! Too many of you wanted him to ;) So he had to stay. And plus it means more possibilities for those three horny studs.

Hope you all liked this, let me know in reviews if there's anything you'd like to see as well! xx