TITLE: Bringing it Home
AUTHOR: Kay
RATING: NC17
CONTENT: Slash m/m
DISCLAIMER: Don't own the wrestlers, they own themselves or Vince does. *pouts* Don't know the wrestlers true sexuality, this is just fiction.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask first.
SPOILERS: Smackdown August 22, 2002
SUMMARY: Sequel to "The Electrifying Touch." More of Edge and the Rock. Once again told from Edge's POV. What can I say? I really like these two together at the moment. (Although I'm still keeping my fingers crossed for a E&C reunion.)
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I sigh as I lay alone on the huge king-sized hotel bed. I shiver as the rooms air conditioner blows cool air over my naked body. Ever since our first night together several weeks ago, Rock and I had been inseparable. But tonight, he had done the unthinkable....... he had actually hurt my feelings. Didn't he know I would've stood by him against that gorilla Brock?
Did he think I would get hurt?
Did he think I would get in the way of his spot light?
I had shivered as his hand reached back and touched my chest, motioning for me to exit the ring. I didn't want to go and he knew it. I wanted to fight side by side with him. We're lovers. Why can't he accept that I'm equal to him.
I hear a soft knock at the door announcing his arrival, but I ignore it. I wipe the tears from my eyes and roll over. I hear the door click open.
I don't dare turn and look in that direction. The room is pitch black and I know that he is squinting to see if I'm even there. He flips the light switch on and I squeeze my eyes shut as the brightness floods the room.
I hear him drop his bag as he shuts the door. I hear his soft footsteps as he makes his way to the bed, standing over me as I pretend to sleep.
"Why didn't you wait on me?" He asks softly, but accusingly.
Damn. I can't even fake sleep with him.
"I was bored. Besides, I figured you wanted to bask in the spot light for awhile," I whisper, the sarcasm dripping from my tone of voice.
He smirks and lifts the people's eyebrow. "You're jealous? Jealous because I had you to leave the ring? You thought I wanted the spot light?"
"Didn't you?" I growl accusingly, brushing my hair from around my face and raising up slightly, ignoring the fact that I was completely naked. "Why else would you make me wait forever in the locker room?"
"I was discussing the PPV match with Stephanie. She had insisted on it," he replies bluntly.
Shit! I hadn't thought about that. I had just been pissed that he had brushed me off like a helpless bitch. Even though he had every other pet name in the book that he called me, he never once called me "his" bitch.
He sees my reaction and smiles. "I didn't send you out of the ring because I thought you were weak. I sent you out because I personally couldn't bear the thought of that monster laying a finger on you. The thought of you getting hurt because of me......"
I shiver as he runs a finger softly along my cheek.
I look up into his dark eyes and see that he speaks the truth. "I'm sorry," I whisper, ashamed of how childish I had acted.
"I'm sorry, too. How about we kiss and make-up?" He asks with a slight smile tugging at his lips.
I grin as I lay back onto the bed, spreading my legs for him. "Fine with me, but it looks like someone is overdressed," I reply with a smirk.
He licks his lips as his eyes devours my body. Before I know it, his skin-tight t-shirt is being lifted over his head revealing that smooth muscular torso that I've come to love so much.
It was my turn to lick my lips as his fingers hook in the elastic band of his workout pants and slowly slides them down his slender hips, allowing his fully erect cock to spring free. I smile as I see it's huge mushroom head leaking with precum.
"For me?" I tease as I squirm in anticipation.
He chuckles. "I've got a special delivery for you," he growls as he strokes his cock before slowly climbing onto the bed and stalking toward me like a panther on the prowl. His lean body glistening with a thin sheen of perspiration.
I jump as one of his hands reach out and caress along my inner thighs as he makes his way up closer.
"Special delivery?" I gasp as he leans down and teases my right nipple with his teeth, allowing his own hard and heated staff to rub against mine.
"That's right baby, I'm bringing it home. I'll always bring the people's cock home to you," he growls as he lays down upon me, blanketing me with his body.
I moan as my legs wrap around him in an attempt to hold him closer. His lips crush against mine in an almost savage kiss. A kiss fueled by worry and need.
My hands slide up and down his sides and then around behind him where I cup and squeeze the people's ass.
I pull away first, breaking the kiss as I try to catch my breath. My chest is heaving so badly that I think I'm going to have a heart attack.
"Fuck me," I finally manage to gasp as I look up into his chocolate eyes.
He smirks and I know that I'm trouble. "Tsk....tsk," he teases. "You worried me tonight. I thought something had happened to you. I thought that the damn gorilla and his orangutan manager had done something to you." He caresses my face as he leans down and kisses along my exposed neck.
"I'm sorry," I whisper as I frown in impatience. I raise my hips up allowing our cocks to grind together even more in attempt to spur him on. However, I yelp in surprise as I'm suddenly being lifted and flipped onto my stomach. He does it so quickly and gently that I don't have time to protest as I'm raised up so that I'm on my hands and knees and my ass is thoroughly exposed to him.
"Sorry?" He whispers teasingly as he nips at my shoulder.
I whimper as I feel his cock rubbing teasingly at my opening. I need him so badly that I'm trembling.
I nod. "Sorry," I gasp. My hair covers my face and I'm glad. I've never felt this weak for another man in my whole life. I'd do anything for him.
His hands grip my hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh and I know that there will be bruises later. I jump as the head of his cock teasingly probes my entrance. I try to push backwards, but his hands hold me in place. "E-a-s-y baby. E-a-s-y," he teases.
I roll my eyes as he reaches up grabs a handful of my hair, pulling on it like a rein.
"I'm not a fucking horse," I growl in frustration as I once again try to impale myself on his cock that continues to poke at my entrance.
He chuckles. "A horse? Nope. I'm the Brahma bull remember? You're my heifer."
"Shut up and ride me then," I growl frustrated.
"Ummmm......is my heifer in heat?" He teases.
Great. Of all the fucking nights, he picks this one to tease me.
"Yes!" I growl. "Now be a good bull and fuck me!"
He chuckles as he smacks my ass hard. "Patience."
If he calls me his heifer again, I swear I'll kill him.
"I'm the bitch remember?" I tease, "I'm suppose to be impatient."
He pulls away, but his hands still grip my hips.
I try to brush away the hair from my face as I look behind me to see what he's up to.
A soft, wet tongue presses into me and I jump in surprise. It pulls out and flicks around my quivering opening teasingly.
"Ahhhh......," I moan, unable to form the right words for how it felt.
I hear a garbled chuckle as he continues to ream me. My fingers tangle with the sheets, gripping and pulling at them as he continues to torture me with pleasure.
I jump as one of his hands wrap around my aching cock and proceeds to stroke it as his tongue fucks me.
I grit my teeth as I try to hold back the impending explosion that I feel coming. But it's no use.
"Come for me," he growls.
"Rocky!" I scream as I explode and cover his hand and the sheets below with my semen.
Showing no mercy, he continues to tongue fuck me as wave after wave of my orgasm surges throughout my entire body.
I whimper as I fall face first into the sheets, my ass still in the air mostly due to his firm grip on my hips.
He chuckles.
Damn him.
My body is still trembling.
"Ready for me to scratch that itch of yours?" He teases.
"Fuck you," I growl, flushed and too spent to resist whatever he had planned for me.
"Maybe later, right now....I'm going to fuck you," he growls as he raises up, coating his cock with my semen before positioning it at my entrance. "Ready?"
"Just bring it," I tease with a smirk, knowing that had using his own catch phrase had to lift his eyebrow a little.
He does just that. He pushes into me with one fluid thrust, thoroughly impaling me on his long, thick shaft. I gasp for air. My God, he's huge.
His hips start a maddening, spiraling drilling motion into me, brushing against my prostate with each downward thrust. God, he knows how to fuck.
"Ummm.....," I moan, biting my bottom lip.
He leans over, blanketing my backside with his body as he nips at my shoulder.
"So tight and hot," he growls lustfully.
I buck my hips backwards. "Harder!" I growl.
I can feel him smiling as he thrusts into me harder and faster. "I'm bringing it," he growls back.
My body tenses as I once again spray the sheets below. "That's it... bring it home," I gasp as I feel his warm seed spraying my insides with one hot spurt after another.
We both fall forward, spent and exhausted, but we remained locked together as one. Rock's cock is still hard inside of me and I know he'll be ready for round two in a couple of minutes, but right now, I'm enjoying his soft kisses along my shoulder as I try to catch my breath.
"Still jealous?" He asks.
"Not jealous....satisfied," I moan as I bask in the afterglow of mind-blowing sex.
"And who said that the Rock is through with you?" He whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. "I've only begun......heifer."
A slight smile tugs at my lips.
That's my Brahma bull.
~THE END?~