Jeff awoke in what he assumed to be late in the afternoon. Punk had proved to have an insane libido and had kept Jeff busy off and on all night. Not that he minded of course, Punk was by far the best lay he had ever had. Rolling over he noticed that Punk wasn't in the bed and a part of him freaked out a bit until he remembered they were at Punk's apartment. Stretching a little, he got out of the bed, threw on his jeans from last night and went in search of his… his what? They didn't really have a title even though they had been on a few dates and had the best night of their life's last night. When he got out into the little living room he saw Punk in the kitchen doing something and from the smell of it he was cooking. Which was great because Jeff found he was starving. As quiet as possible he snuck up behind Punk and wrapped his arms around his waist, kissing his neck.

"What are you making me?" Jeff asked getting as smile in return. Punk returned his kiss before answering.

"I figured you earned some dinner. Hope you like pork chops, I didn't have any meat in the house so I went out earlier to get something." He blushed lightly obviously a little embarrassed but Jeff thought it was cute. He went out and bought meat just for him.

"They're my favorite." He said leaning against the counter. Punk didn't need to know that he preferred a nice juicy steak over pork any day, but he had tried so hard and it was adorable. He watched Punk as he continued to cook their dinner. The pork for Jeff and some sort of weird vegetarian dish for himself. It wasn't long until he was finished and they went into the living room to eat.

"You didn't have to do all this. I would have been happy to just take you somewhere." That what he usually did anyway. On the road that's all he did and when he was home he was too lazy to do anything else. Occasionally Matt would invite him over to eat and hang out when he was actually home too, but most times he was just by himself.

"Don't worry about it. I like to think I'm a decent cook and I don't want you to waste your money on me." Jeff rolled his eyes at the last comment Punk made but knew not to argue. He'd eventually get Punk to go out on a nice date with him if it killed him. As he continued to eat his dinner he leaned into Punk after he got back from putting a movie into the DVD player.

"So what do you wanna do tonight?" He had asked Jeff just as he got back from taking hide plate to the kitchen. He settled himself beck down on the couch once again leaning into Punk's side.

"Honestly I wouldn't mind doing just this, just watching movies and hanging out in the peace and quiet of your place.. You don't need to try for me, Phil. You already got me."

He had called him Phil? He didn't remember ever telling Jeff his real name so how did he know it? If he was honest though he kind of liked it. It was personal and it made whatever this was going on between them seem more real. Speaking of that, he had been thinking about them all morning. He had wanted to make this permanent but didn't exactly know how to go about it. Right now though he figured it might as well just go for it.

"Hey Jeff?" he said quietly, still pretty nervous about the whole situation.

"Mhm?"

"I was wondering… do you maybe..like where do you see us going?" He couldn't help but to stutter and stumble over his thoughts. Jeff raised an eyebrow quizzically and Punk knew he'd have to actually say what he meant. Jeff was by no means clueless as to what he was trying to say, he was sure but if he were in Jeff's place right now he'd make him be the one to say it first.

"Do you think you'd want to um… go, uh go steady?" There now he had said it. All he had to do was wait for Jeff to answer and even though he was pretty positive of his answer he was still nervous as hell. As Jeff turned his body to where he could better face him he tried to read his body language, Punk was always good at reading people but right now he was getting nothing from the slightly older man. Suddenly though a smile formed across his face and he leaned in to kiss a relieved Punk.

"Only if I can call you Phil." He smiled against Punk's lips before kissing him again.

"Whatever you want, baby. Tell me something though how'd you know my real name? I didn't tell you did I?" Jeff shook his head explaining that Bryan had told him right before he went on the first date with Punk. He hadn't even thought about that possibility.

"You know I think I might have changed my mind about what I want to do tonight" Jeff's southern accented voice came, deeper than it usually was and after last night Punk knew exactly what could make it that way.

"Oh yeah?" he inquired as his new boyfriend straddled his lap and kissed him deeply.

"Yeah…" he felt Jeff mumble across his lips and instantly he was in the mood. It was amazing how Jeff could gain that reaction from him so fast. He was never like this before. Grabbing Jeff's upper thighs he switched their position up to where Jeff was lying on the couch with Punk between his legs. Last night he had learned all of Jeff's likes when it came to sex, well most of them anyway. He was sure there was still a few things he'd learn and it was his goal to learn them soon. Jeff's deft hands were working at pulling down Punk's shorts until his cock sprang free then focused his attention on that. He stroked Punk's member eliciting the sound he didn't even know he could make. His own hands worked at Jeff's jeans until he achieved in taking them off which wasn't that hard considering Jeff helped him in his task. As soon as they were though Jeff ground his hips against Punk making him shudder. Jeff's hand left Punk's dick as he roamed his hands around the rest of his body before finally stopping at the base of his neck and pulling him down to kiss Jeff. Their tongues danced until Punk won the battle of dominance and his lover let out a low groan. Once he did that Punk took the opportunity to caresses his fingers across Jeff's lips until he opened his mouth to take the long digits in. He sucked them and swirled his tongue around them until they were coated with his saliva then Punk pulled them out and traveling down to the 'rainbow haired warrior's' entrance. Slowly he slipped one finger in, wiggling it around before he added a secondary making Jeff whimper in pleasure.

"Please just fuck me." Jeff moaned out as his fingers continued teasing him. Punk loved it when Jeff asked him to enter. Removing his fingers, Punk smeared the precum leaking from his slit all over his hardened member and lined up the head with Jeff's pink hole. Just as he was about to slid home though, he heard his door knob rattle followed by Colt's greeting and a loud 'son of a bitch!'

Jeff pulled his pants up in probably record time after Colt came through the door of Punk's apartment. His boyfriend had a harder time as he tripped over the shorts that had fallen to his ankles and ended up falling on the floor. As he got back up he cast an apologetic look to Jeff then an annoyed glare at his friend.

"Colt, knock man. Come one." He was obviously angry that they had been interrupted and Colt was so embarrassed that his face was bright red, which made Jeff smirk. It was just so damn funny.

"I'm… uh..sorry." Colt stammered, still not making eye contact with either of them. In fact he was looking everywhere but at the couple. Jeff had seen this before when Matt had accidentally walked in on him and it was funny then too. Not that he could really explain why he found it so entertaining he just did.

"Did you need something, Colt?" Jeff asked seeing as how neither of the other two men were saying a word. His eyes flicked to Jeff real fast before looking away again.

"I….I don't remember. Shit it was important too." He face palmed himself like that would help bring the thought back before sitting down on the arm of the one chair in the room.

"Oh yeah just go ahead and make yourself comfy." Punk mumbled gaining a light slap on the arm from Jeff. He only got one of those 'what do you expect' looks in return however. It was obvious Punk was annoyed he was disturbed and it didn't look like he was going to hide his dissatisfaction from his friend. He was however trying to hide the hard on he still sported from their close encounter. He sat down on the couch next to Jeff and placed a pillow in his lap as he sat criss crossed, hugging the pillow to him trying to make it look not so obvious. Which wasn't working out too well.

"Do you maybe know what it was about? Like topic wise?" Jeff asked trying to help him in his train of thought. Colt shook his head before coming to his epiphany.

"Ah, boss man needs you tonight Punk. House show." Colt said the last sentence like an apology and Punk shook his head in disbelief.

"No I'm off for a few days he knows that."

"Yeah but Divine went and got himself hurt last night and you're the only one that can take his place and it make sense. I told him you probably won't do it but I still had to come ask." He looked like he was still a little disappointed and Jeff sighed. He knew what it was like to be called in on a night off, the very few he got that was.

"If you need to go that's fine. I don't mind just hanging out again." He knew he'd probably regret that later but work always came first. It wasn't like Jeff was going to go anywhere.

"No. Tell him I'm busy." Punk said defiantly.

"Phil don't be stubborn." Jeff chastised. He didn't want to be the reason Punk didn't work tonight. Punk looked at Colt then back to Jeff before giving a defeated sigh and asking Colt where he needed to be. They got the directions to some high school gymnasium and Colt left so Punk could gather his things.

"I can't believe I let you talk me I to this." Punk complained a bit making Jeff roll his green eyes.

"Look this is more important than just me, it's your job. I'm not going to ask you to put it on the side line for me." The look Punk gave him stopped Jeff dead in his tracks. His boyfriend stepped up to him and looked him dead in the eyes.

"Nothing is more important than you." He kissed Jeff lightly, leaning his forehead against the other man's briefly before he pulled away.

"We better get going before I just say fuck it and throw you back on that couch." Punk grabbed his keys from the coffee table along with his gym bag which contained his ring gear then led them out the door. And just like that Jeff was on his way to his second ROH event.

A/N: Well there's the 5th chapter. It's not the best I know but hopefully my plans for the next one will keep you all hanging in with me.

With love as always,

Wondercake