A week after his encounter with Rhyno and his failed attempt to get the beautiful blonde bombshells back into his bed, Rob was feeling absolutely miserable. The two blondes had been purposely ignoring him all week, and he had decided to ignore them right back. He had told himself that he didn't need them, and that he should forget about them all together. When Kanyon had tried to talk with him about a new plan to get the blondes back, he had angrily informed his friend that he couldn't care less what happened to the two of them, and that he wanted nothing further to do with them.
Rob went out to wrestle his match like usual, catching sight of the two former objects of his desire as he walked through the curtain. Christian's eyes narrowed, the golden blonde promptly sticking his nose up in the air and turning away, pulling Edge into a heated kiss and encouraging the other man to grab his ass. Edge met Rob's gaze briefly, the look in his eyes more sad than angry, then turned his attention to his demanding lover.
Rob told himself firmly that he hadn't seen a flicker of longing in Edge's eyes. However, he couldn't explain away the growing hard on he was sporting after witnesses the blonde beauties' show. He noticed some of his friends standing nearby, plastering a smile and walking over to them.
"Hey guys," he greeted, purposely avoiding Kanyon's eyes, which traced from him, to the still making out blondes, then back.
"Hey Rob," Chuck greeted, slapping his friend on the back. "Great match!"
"Thanks." Rob grinned, his eyes turning mischievous as he eyed up Sean, who hadn't yet changed out of his ring gear and was currently clad in very small, very tight shorts. Rob nudged Chuck in the ribs, wiggling his eyebrows. "Mind if I borrow your man for a minute, Chuck?"
Chuck laughed. "Go ahead."
"Sweet." Rob turned almost predatory eyes on Sean, backing the other man up against the wall before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around Sean's back, his fingers exploring the dark-haired man's back as his tongue slipped between Sean's lips.
"Damn," Chuck murmured, glancing at Kanyon and raising his eyebrows. "I sure wish I were as young and pretty as Sean so I could have hot men throwing themselves at me like that!" he teased, directing his comment at Rob.
Rob grinned, pulling back from Sean and turning his eyes on Chuck. "You want some too, baby?" he purred, stepping up to the other man.
"Hell yeah," Chuck breathed, groaning in approval as Rob wrapped his hand around the back of his neck, pulling him into a heated kiss.
"Rob, would you stop it already!" Kanyon growled suddenly, causing Chuck and Rob to break apart in surprise.
"What's your problem, man?" Chuck questioned, giving Kanyon a funny look.
Kanyon sighed. "Can't you see he's only acting this way to make them jealous?" He gestured to the other side of the room, where two blonde heads quickly looked away.
Rob scowled, putting his hands on his hips. "I told you before man, we're over! They're through with me, and I'm through with them."
Kanyon shook his head. "Then why is it every time they enter the room, you grab the first person you can find and kiss them breathless, and they do the same thing? Why don't you just talk to each other for god's sake? You're all making yourselves miserable, and it's just pointless! You clearly still want them, and they still want you!"
Rob crossed his arms over his chest. "You are fuckin' imagining things!" he spat. "I don't give a shit about those blonde airheads! You just want us back together ‘cos you're hoping I can hook you up with them or something."
Kanyon just gave him a sad and frustrated look. "Have it your way. But you're not gonna stop wanting them just by telling yourself lies." He grabbed Chuck's arm, pulling the other man down the hallway. "Come on Chuck, lets go get the booking notes for that dark match we've got together this weekend."
Rob glared after his friend, mumbling to himself as he reached to tighten his ponytail, a nervous habit he had picked up years ago. Noticing Edge and Christian's eyes were on him once again, he quickly turned his sour mood to sugar, pulling Sean into his arms again. He pulled the other man right up against his chest, pressing their lips together and ravaging the brunette's mouth until Sean was nearly swooning in his arms.
"Don't pay any heed to that shit Kanyon was bitching about," Rob purred, his hands caressing Sean's firm ass and hips. Sean just nodded, too lost in the bliss of Rob's skillful touches to really care what he was saying. Out of the corner of his eye, Rob could see that his former lovers were still watching him. The desire to make them jealous getting the better of him, he let his hand creep around to Sean's front, grasping the growing bulge in his shorts. "How about I take care of that for you, baby," he growled in Sean's ear, following up his invitation by letting his tongue dart out to tease Sean's earlobe.
Sean shuddered, nodding emphatically. "Please," he whispered.
"Then follow me." Rob took hold of Sean's wrist, leading him down the hall. He pushed open the door to the first dressing room they came to, grinning and pulling Sean inside when he saw that it was empty. Not bothering to lock the door, Rob pushed Sean up against the wall again, quickly sinking to his knees. He yanked down Sean's tight shorts, licking his lips as Sean's hard cock sprang free. Without a moment's hesitation he leaned forward, wrapping his lips around the tip. Sean groaned, threading his fingers through Rob's hair. He let his head rest back against the wall, closing his eyes as Rob inched him down his throat. Rob used every trick he knew as he sucked Sean off, teasing the other man's length continually with his tongue as he bobbed his head, constricting his muscles around the hard shaft when it was buried in his throat.
"Oh Rob," Sean moaned, his hips undulating in time with the bobbing of the other man's head. "God I love the way you give head," he gasped, panting as his orgasm quickly approached. It didn't take much more to send him over the edge, arching his back and moaning Rob's name as he came. Rob sunk Sean's cock all the way down his throat as the other man came, swallowing every drop of come while Sean's body trembled and shook.
Once Sean's body stilled, Rob pulled the brunette's shorts back up, rising to his feet and sharing another torrid kiss with the other man. Sean chuckled, wrapping his arm around Rob's waist as they headed for the door. "Chuck is going to be so jealous," he commented.
Rob laughed, pushing open the door and walking out. As they set off down the hall for their dressing room, Rob caught sight of two shapely blondes walking hurriedly away. He smirked, at first feeling triumphant, until they turned a corner and he briefly glimpsed the expressions on their faces. They looked angry, and a little hurt. The triumph faded from his mind, replaced by a stab of pain. He forced himself to keep smiling at Sean as they walked, but the more he thought about the emotions he had seen on Edge and Christian's faces, the more the pain in his gut turned into a yearning, grinding ache.
"What a whore," Christian spat as they burst into their dressing room.
"But we knew he was," Edge stated with a shrug, plopping down on the couch. "Doesn't matter, since we're not with him anymore."
Christian threw himself into a chair, angry tears stinging his eyes. "I thought he would try to get back with us," he muttered. "At first I didn't want him too, ‘cos you were so right to dump his ass! But after a bit, I thought he'd at least try!"
"We've dumped lots of men, and lots of men have tried to get back with us. We rejected all of them just like we did him. Why should he be any different?" Edge stated, barely managing to keep his voice from shaking. He was managing to hold onto his cool front, but only just. He had to bight his tongue to stop himself from answering his own question.
Christian sighed, rubbing his temples and inhaling a deep breath. "You're right. He's just a bit harder to forget, I guess." He turned to Edge, a smile beginning to creep across his face. "As long as we've got each other, we'll be fine."
"Damn right," Edge agreed, although he was having a very hard time suppressing the thought that if Rob had burst into their locker room at that moment, dropped to his knees, and begged for forgiveness, he would've had the handsome superstar on his back on the couch in no time.
Christian smiled at Edge, knowing deep inside that he was thinking exactly the same thing as his lover. "Wanna help me forget all about that trollop?" he purred, sliding onto the floor and crawling over to where Edge lay on the couch.
"And how could I do that?" Edge replied coyly, pulling his lover up onto the couch beside him and quickly sweeping his onto his back, settling comfortably between Christian's legs and spreading his lover's golden hair out around him on the cushion like a sunlit halo. He began to kiss and nibble at Christian's neck, internally wondering why they were both too damn stubborn to ask Rob to come back to them.
The passion between them grew quickly, both wanting to forget about their current troubles. Their lips met feverishly, Christian helping Edge shove down both their tights, then wrapping his legs around his lover's waist. Edge was quick to lube himself up, taking a moment to hurriedly prepare his lover before thrusting inside of him.
"Edge," Christian breathed, the thought of Rob finally leaving
his mind, for the first time since the previous night when he and the taller
blonde had last made love. Their hips rocked together, both panting and
moaning, clutching at the other and kissing continually. Completely in
sync from years of making love together, they climaxed at the same moment.
Edge pulled out of his lover after his body slipped from the throes of
orgasm, pulling Christian to him and cuddling him as their bodies began
to cool down. Christian buried his face in the crook of Edge's neck, feeling
happy, sated, yet not quite complete.
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