Hello, my lovies! I had to take a break over the last few days due to family obligations and to recharge my brain...but I'm back! Thank you as always to my girls wwechristina, Tm12Brady and GoldenGirl1920 for their reviews and love! You guys continue to inspire me every day!
OK, now that Taryn has been dealt with, it's time for a little celebration, Angels style! And if you had 3 hot guys, how would you celebrate? HeeHee! (Just a quick note about this chapter: This idea came completely from Christine. I completely reworked the first part of the chapter and the scene with Drew & Cherry, but Kevin and Lady & Sheamus and Phoenix I left mostly as is from her writing. So, make sure to give her some love in the comments!) OK, let's watch our 3 favorite couples "celebrate"! Enjoy, loves!
The Celebration
HQ
The three cars pulled into their respective spots in the garage at HQ. Kevin got out of the grey Volvo first, smiling at his side when Lady Christina came out of the passenger side. They looked over at the dark red El Camino backing up next to them. Christine came out of the driver's side, giving Kevin a wink as Sheamus got out of her passenger side. The four of them looked over at the red Jeep and smiled.
Christine knocked on the hood of it and coughed loudly, shouting, "Ok, lovebirds! Come on!" Drew didn't even look up and waved her off as he continued to devour Cherry's mouth. Sheamus knocked on the driver's side window and screamed, "Come up fer air, ya bugger! We gotta go debrief."
Drew sighed as Cherry pulled slowly from him. He slid out, smirking and scratching his cheek as Cherry came out of the other side. Sheamus grumbled, "Let's get inside! I'm still very hungry!" Kevin side eyed him, "What else is new?
The three couples went inside. Cherry stopped as the other four went to the elevator, bending over and tying her shoe, "We'll be up in a sec." Christine smirked as the door closed, "Uh huh. You tie that Velcro shoe, Sis!" Drew only looked at her and asked, "You ok, Love?" She stood up as the other door opened and smiled, "Never better." She shoved him into the empty elevator, and he pulled her close to him by the hand, kissing her passionately as they ascended to the eighth floor.
When the doors dinged and opened, the two of them were still making out as the other two couples laughed. Sheamus said to Kevin and looked at Drew, "Look at this guy? Pleased ya could join us, mate?" The two men hugged as Drew said, "Of course. Ya get more sarcastic by the day being with her, eh?" Sheamus said, "I am, fella. I am. She's lit a fire in me."
Then he smirked at Drew, who couldn't take his eyes off Cherry, "I see yer handing yer business well." Drew winked at him, "I'm happy, mate. I told ya she's the one. I'm in love. And yes, I said it!" As Sheamus laughed, Drew nodded Lady and Kevin talking super close to each other, "Uh...are they…ya know?" Sheamus rolled his eyes at Drew, "What do ya think? Ya saw them kissing before. Use yer noodle!"
Cherry looked at Lady and Christine, after telling them what she overheard, "That's what Madcap and Corbin said. They're being paid by a third party. Someone else is behind this, funding Taryn and her stupidity." Lady sighed, "Oh god! This is not good! Do we have any idea who could have it out for Drew that bad?" Christine looked distant as she said, "What if it's not Drew they're after? The attacks on Drew could be a red herring. What if this person is after one of us?" Cherry put her hands on Christine's shoulders, "No! I know what you're thinking, but he's dead. Whoever it is and whatever they're after, we will find them out. I need to take Drew to fill out his statement, but don't worry!"
Drew & Cherry (Shower)
Cherry walked over to the two men and smiled, "Uh. I know you two are enjoying each other and your pissing contest, but Drew needs to fill out a few things. Let's just say so that certain nasty female dog never gets out of maximum security." Drew shrugged with a goofy look on his face, "Ok. Lead the way, my Love!" He gave Sheamus a good-natured slap on the chest, following Cherry down the hall, checking her ass out the whole time.
He looked up at the shower room, "This isn't the questioning room, Love?" She grinned, "Well, you have to clean up first. Get that bitch's nasty stink off you." She winced slightly as Drew gently touched her face, "How's yer lip and cheek?" She said, "Ah, it hurts." He slid his hand down and gently stroked her back, looking at her like he wanted to devour her, "Yer side? What about yer back? She gave ya a few hard kicks." She put her hands on his chest, "Ah. Nothing a good drink or one of Sheamus's beers won't cure." Drew told her, "Ah. You'll be hurting tomorrow." She looked him in his eyes, "It's OK. I'll be waking up next to you."
She sighed as he kissed her and reached in to turn the water on, pulling his shirt off. Drew got that usual innocent look plastered across his face. He saw her blush slightly and asked, "What?" She giggled and said, "Well, you and I have quite the history with showers. Do we not?" He raised his eyebrow and said, "Aye, we do, my Love."
Trying in vain to calm her hormones raging, she asked, "So, you need help with anything?", handing him his favorite shampoo and soap. He shrugged, "Nah. Well, there is one thing.", his blue eyes went to between his legs. Cherry moaned at him, folding her arms and licking her lips, "I see that can be quite the problem." Drew nodded with a shit eating grin, taking his long hair out of the sloppy ponytail it was in.
Cherry sighed, watching Drew slide his dirty jeans off, leaving him in a pair of gray boxer briefs. She laughed as she said loudly, "Underpants?" "Huh?" He turned to face her, puckering his lips when he saw her eyes on his hardening cock bulging from his underpants. Distracted from the object she was craving, she stumbled over her words, "I mean, you've made it known rather loudly that you're allergic to underpants. Being Scottish and all."
He sighed, looking up, "Well, it's something I've struggled with since I reached puberty, Love. I was a wee lad when I gave my innocence up." She laughed as she reached up to touch his ebony black hair, "Oh, I'm sure. Do you need me to wash your hair, Drew?" His hands started touching her in every place she longed to feel his hands as he answered, "Well, you got a bit dirty as well. Maybe I can help you with that."
He leaned down and kissed her hard and passionately as his hand reached inside her shirt to knead her breast. When she laid her hands on his massive, hairy chest, he popped his pectoral muscles, knowing that drove her insanely horny. She gave a sly look, "Well, if you insist. " He took her hand and placed it inside his boxers to grasp his pulsing erection, "Oh, I do insist, my Love." He mused at her,
Cherry stripped her clothes off quickly, getting ready to take her bra off after her panties. "That's a beautiful bra, Love." His lust was having to be reigned in by the time she dropped the hot pink sports bra on the floor with the rest of their clothes. He pulled her even closer and gave her a heavy, hot, sex laden kiss that left them both panting with hunger. She said, her face pressed to his beard, and smacked him on his bare ass, "Just get that hot ass of yours in the shower, Mr. Galloway." They both giggled as he picked her up and carried her into the stall with him.
After they cleansed each other's bodies of the putrid trace of the evil troll bitch, Drew seductively stalked and cornered Cherry in the shower. He went to work right away, not wanting to waste a second of being reunited with Love, his fiancé, his future wife. He dipped his head and reigned down fiery kisses all over her neck, dragging his tongue to collect her right nipple between his lips. She gasped as his mouth ravaged her breasts, pausing in between them before starting on the left, "Goddamn! I love these tits!"
She couldn't take it anymore. She needed him so sad, she was throbbing between her legs. She cried out, "Oh god! Drew, please fuck me! Baby, I want you inside me!" He growled, "Your wish is my command, princess!", as he picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He kissed her hungrily as her entered her so very slowly. Cherry shook at the first thrust, welcoming him home where he belonged. She soon adjusted to Drew's size and pace, rolling his hips up and in as deep as he could go while the warm water flowed over them.
Neither one could make words or thoughts, lost in each other and their love, has he shifted his arms and her legs. He hooked her right leg around his forearm and lifted her left up on his large shoulder. Drew groaned, "Fuck! That tight, sweet pussy! All mine!" Cherry screamed loud, orgasming several times over how more wonderful it felt having the love of her life fuck her this hot, his lovemaking filling her up and making her see stars and colors and things only she understood.
Drew panted as he withdrew from her for a moment, "Gods! That was so fucking hot, Sunshine! So fucking hot! How ya took care of business. Kicking her ass. Fuck! I fucking love watching ya work!" Cherry groaned, "Oh shit! Just keep on swearing. Ugh! It's got me so damn hot.", as she nibbled his ear. He chuckled, "Ya like me all dirty and sweary, do ya? because Drew McIntyre don't swear, Love." She clawed at his shoulders and back and demanded, "Well, I love and want Drew Galloway. Give me the swearing, hot, thrusting, angry, brooding ICW Drew."
Drew laughed at her, kissing her forehead, "Yer a bloody mess! I can tell yer hot. Ya came all over my cock several times already. Yer so fucking wet fer me!" He sunk down to the floor of the shower, taking her with him. She nodded, "I am a mess. And you made me that way, Mr. Galloway." She ran her hand over a dark bruise on his chest.
She snarled, "I want to hurt that bitch so bad. " He said, "You did hurt that bitch bad." Cherry growled as she touched the area where the absent lock of hair used to be, "She cut your hair." Drew could feel her blue nails scratching him, the pain kind of turning him on. He cradled her cheek in his hands, "No worries about that, my Love. We have more important things to fret over. Like making you my wife as soon as possible and making lots of babies."
He kissed her again, moaning himself as his sloppy thrusts got slower. He held them after he found her spot. She gasped in euphoria, "Oh fuck! I love you, Drew! Oh shit, Baby!" He hummed loudly and his body froze as he came inside in a hard, rushing current. Both of them intertwined as they shared and rode out the orgasm together. They shared the warmth of love as Drew grabbed and kneaded her rear end, causing Cherry to giggle. She quipped, biting her lip, "Wow! Now I know why you say the Claymore is a devastating weapon, Baby."
Sheamus & Phoenix (Conference Room)
Christine looked over at Sheamus as he took his jacket off, sliding the weathered brown leather from his body. Kevin was writing some notes down about the gun he used when Sheamus took it out of the holster it was in, unloading it and showing Kevin the barrel. She bit her lip at how he handled the gun. He turned to her, their eyes meeting again.
He said as Kevin and Lady Christina left, "Kevin. Fella! Ya and the lovely Lady have fun interview that that crackpot! By the way, tell the bitch she owes me a bullet." As the elevator door closed, he raised his eyebrows at Christine, "Caught ya lookin' at me, Lass. " She rubbed his arms and said, "Well, tall brooding cunning Irishman, with muscles that are bulging out everywhere…" He looked down at his package and said, "Speaking of bulging, mo chri."
Playfully, she asked, "Yeah yeah, that cute Irish talk always gets me. What's that one mean?" Sheamus walked up to her, his fingers touching her jaw, raising her head to his, "My heart. Cause ya own my heart, ya fiery Phoenix." Sheamus pulled her to him, both feeling the passion mounting between them. Christine asked as his lips grazed her neck and his hand was on her rear, "So, where'd you get that gun from, Sheamy?" She whispered, "Classified information, Lass. The Snake never gives up any sources." They heard some screams and groans coming from down the hall. They looked at each other and laughed, with Sheamus shrugging, "Eh, ya know us Celts. Gotta pump that tadger when the mood strikes us!"
Kevn & Lady - The Interrogation of Taryn
As Cherry and Christine were getting ready to get it on with their dorky men, Kevin and Lady Christina went to the police station to interview that crackpot Taryn. Once inside, they got their clearance, and waited for them to bring her from the holding cell. They had her strapped down in a chair. As they wheeled her in, she hummed to herself. There were a few bruises starting to show on her face. Her shoulder bandaged up from the gunshot.
"Ok, lass, let's do this." Kevin sighed. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I'm a lady, remember?"They went inside, facing Taryn. "Oh, look, it's Kevin. And which Angel are you? You don't fight do you?" "My name is Lady Christina Rivera. Yes, I'm an Angel and yes, I can and have fought. I slapped the shit out of you pretty good. Mr. Patrick and I here are here to interview you."
Taryn sang in her irritating, screechy voice, "So when is my Drew baby gonna see me?" Kevin sighed, "Uh. You drugged him and kidnapped him." "He's not here. He's not gonna come to see you." "But...but..." She started crying again. "I know he loves me. ME! Not that other slut and definitely not other oddball bitch I fought before."
Christina said, "That was in the past. So you admit you drugged Drew?" Taryn laughed like a madwoman, "Oh. He wanted to have some fun. So, we had FUN!" Christina stood up, facing Taryn., "Quit the crazy act. We know you are not fooling anyone. Not me, not him. And I strongly suggest you leave my two friends' names out of your mouth." "Ohhh...you're cute. Can't really slap at all, but you're cute. Isn't she cute, Kevin?" Her crazy eyes went to Kevin.
Lady warned, "Leave Kevin out of this." Taryn gasped, "Oh, are you two? You both are!" "Taryn, stop." Kevin spoke up, glaring at her. "You two are made for each other. Cause you both are ugly and probably are slobs!" Taryn started to laugh again when Lady Christina backhanded her so hard, she almost fell from her chair. "Now you did it!" Christina hollered. "No one's gonna help you. I told you about talking about people. You little slut! Now tell us! Who is your benefactor? Who is going after Drew on your behalf?" Taryn only cackled, "Like I'm gonna tell you!
Kevin winced when his lady slapped her again. Then he moved in his chair, getting turned on a bit. He loosened his tie again, taking a deep breath as Christina sneered. "You're gonna be in jail so long, you'll be an old hag!" Christina still yelled. "Oh, and by the way, right now, Cherry and Drew are fucking hard in the shower right now as we speak! We heard the moans when we left! He's rocking her world! Hell, her universe!" Taryn screamed and struggled in her bindings, "AAAAAAHHHHHHH NNNNNNOOOO! He's MINE, goddamn it! Drewy is MINE! You ain't heard the last of me, Angels Food Cake!"
"Officers! Take her the hell out of here!" Christina hollered into the phone. "Bitch!" She slapped her one final time. "I hope you find a good girlfriend in jail! They love pretty little blondes like you!" Kevin now unbuttoned the first button on his shirt, really getting turned on by his lady's fire and temper. His thoughts clouded by the sex they shared over the last several months.
The officers came and took her away. Lady Christina turned to Kevin sitting there, walking around to the desk. "Kevin I guess I got- Kevin. What are you..." She said, when Kevin looked up at her, smiling. Kevin's right hand was between his legs, cupping the bulge strained against his black pants. "Bloody hell I'm turned on, Lass." He sighed. "Let's get back to HQ." He dabbed his forehead, holding the briefcase in front of him as they left hand in hand.
Kevin & Lady (HQ Parking Lot)
Once in the car, Kevin drove silently to HQ. "Kevin, pull over." "But uh...were almost here." He stuttered as Christina reached over to caress him. "Let's fuck in the Volvo!" She whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek and palming his nearly full erection more. Kevin gave her a cheeky smile, pushing the seat back as far as it could go.
"Pull in behind HQ. It's dark. Trust me, the girls are busy." She said, still rubbing him as Kevin maneuvered the car into a dark spot. Christina quickly crawled over him, pulling her panties off and hiking her skirt up to straddle him. "Oh Lass." Kevin sighed into another kiss, as his lady untied his tie, opening his shirt as she rubbed against his hardness. "Damn, Kevin, you Irishmen are so damn hot. With this big hard cock..."
"Christina?!" He pulled away from her lips. "None of that talk! Yer a lady!" "Not tonight, Kevin. Fuck me like a whore!" She forced her tongue into his mouth at the same time she stuck her right hand down to his pants, opening them and finding his enlarged throbbing member. "Uh!" Kevin gasped. "Ohhhhh..." He moaned as she started to grind against him, laying back a bit.
"Kevin. Oh God Kevin..." She hungered for his kiss and love as they merged together again. Kevin ran his hands up her stomach to her chest, unzipping the metal zipper between her breasts and fondling Christina lovingly. She playfully pretending to be shocked when she saw his manhood pressed against his pants. "Looks like you're struggling." Her voice grew lusty.
"Yer so beautiful, my Lady. I can't help my urges..." He groaned when her left hand reached the growing bulge of his cock. "Kevin, I need you...my sexy Irish daddy..." Lady Christina pulled him down over her, leaving fiery kisses on his face as he didn't have the time to think. Both of their hands opening his pants and pulling them off his legs as he shoved her dress up, she moaned loud as she felt him pull her black panties down her thighs.
Lady Christina grabbed his shoulders, her eyes meeting his. "Fuck me, Kevin." She demanded. "Yer wish is my command, my Lady..." He kissed her again, Lady Christina laid back as he obeyed her every command... "Kevin..." She scratched his head gently, causing him to moan. "God's, yer so...so..." He stuttered. "Yer always in control. It's what I love about ya, Lass."
They shared another kiss, he finished undressing, leaving him nude. Lady Christina was already nude from the waist down. He slid his hands behind her, unzipping her dress and sliding it off. Both now nude, Kevin kissed Lady Christina with a rough kiss, his first thrust into her causing her to shake.
She'd always wonder if Kevin was as hung as Sheamus was. She'd hear their joking with one another, Sheamus claiming they were true sons of Dublin, saying that they could charm any lady and satisfy them with their sexual lust. "Oh God Kevin!" She let a cry out. "Tell me how ta satisfy ya. Tell me what ta do..." He lovingly said. "like I said yer wish is my command." He said in-between his lovemaking.
"Just love me, Kevin. Love me and never leave my side." She begged. "I will never leave ya." He mumbled as he felt her tighten around him. Her red nails left marks down his back, and he enjoyed the painful pleasure. She cooed as her hips rose to meet his. As she finally moaned and squirmed, he left her satisfied as he emptied his seed into her.
Sheamus & Phoenix (Common Area)
Sheamus shook his head after looking down at the parking lot. "That tosser Kevin! Getting some! That's the spirit, man! Make Dublin proud!" He laughed, turning around. "Wonder where my little fiery Phoenix went to?" He strolled down the hall to hear music. As he got closer, he smiled at Christine who was dancing around to Madonna's "Dress You Up". She swayed her hips and flung her hair around. Some of her jewelry caught the light and sparkled.
Sheamus stood in the doorway, enjoying the show. He licked his lips thinking about caressing her curves, taking her lips against his, or his mouth feasting on her voluptuous breasts. Then the music stopped, she pressed the remote and "Like a Virgin" came on. Now she turned to him in the doorway, smiling. Christine slowly walked to him, mouthing the words as she saw him adjusting the way he stood.
Sheamus slowly bobbed his head back and forth, smiling as she walked around him, giving his one butt cheek a squeeze. He blinked as she was in front of him, giving his suspenders a little snap.
"Owwwwh..." The low grumble came from his lips, Christine rubbing his chest through his white tank top. She left a small kiss on each of his nipples, her dark lipstick leaving a mark against the soft fabric of his shirt. She then left a little wet spot where she gave him a lick.
"Damn it, girl!" He said, wrapping a arm around her. "What?" She smiled. "Just enjoying a song. I see, you're enjoying it too, my hot hunky dorky Irishman." "Eh?" Sheamus said, as she turned her back to him, grinding her ass to his pelvis. "Yer playing with fire, Lass." He warned her. "Oh it's not fire, Sheamy. It's something hard and ready."
"Uh huh. My gun. My loaded gun." He held her as he kissed her from behind, his hands under the bottom of her shirt and sliding his rough hands underneath. Christine rolled her head back as she still squirmed. "That was really hot. You with that gun in your hands." "Yeah? I got my gun right here..." She heard him unzip his jeans and then felt him pull the leggings and panties down to her knees she wore in one pull. When the cold hit her skin, she cooed.
"Damn." She took a deep breath. Now Sheamus rubbed himself against her, the anticipation of her and his lust making his dick almost ready to burst. "Ya wanna from behind? Like we did in yer kitchen, Lass?" "I dunno..." She spun around to face him, glancing down at his offering to her. "Yer so beautiful..." Sheamus said as he slid both his suspenders down, dropping the dark jeans he wore so good down to his ankles.
He never wore underwear, and Christine thanked the gods above for that. He stroked himself, giving her that look. As he grabbed her close again, he entered her treasure, finding his rhythm as she wrestled his shirt off. "I wanna get ya on that table, lass. But my pants, and my boots..." He moaned. "Wait. Hold on." She pushed from him, leaning down and untying his boots, kicking hers off as well.
Then she slid her leggings and panties off and he shook his jeans the rest of the way off. Now he was nude. Christine sighed at how is pale skin was lit up by the lights outside sleek through the half closed blinds. The body of a god, she thought. Sheamus grabbed Christine, his greedy hands on her rear as he picked her up easily and set her against the table, getting over her and spreading her legs.
Again he entered her, this time faster and harder. His hands pulled off her shirt and shoved her bra up roughly, groping her round breasts and pinching her nipples. She loved breast play and he did not disappoint. "Ohgodohgodohgoddd" she mused. "Tell me, lass. Tell me ya want my Irish prick!" He demanded. "Oh I want it. I want my hot Irish daddy. My Celtic warrior. My dublin lover..." She said against his ear, feeling his fullness within her. The climax was reached and Sheamus slumped against her, filling her with his gift.
"Oh my gosh, Sheamy. I'm such a slut." She giggled. He pulled her to him, lovingly holding her as he sat with her in his lap down on the couch. "Yer no slut. Yer a lady. A beautiful hot sexy perfect tasting lady." They embraced, both of them enjoying the afterglow. "One of these days, I'm gonna make you a proper man, Sheamus. One day." "Uh huh, we'll get hitched, go ta Dublin, I'll open a pub..." "I'll help you cook." "You'll have my babies." He kissed her nose. "a boy and a girl." His hand tested on her stomach. "My cute wee lass, sounds... perfect." "It does. So does having a shower!"