Two blonde heads lay on the pillows, the two bodies beneath them happily curled up together. Christian's face was buried in the crook of Edge's shoulder, the smaller man's arms wrapped tightly around his former tag team partner. Edge was the first to wake, followed soon after by the other blonde. Both men looked at each other and cleared their throats, sliding apart from each other.

 "Um..." Edge murmured, looking embarrassed.

 "Yeah." Christian folded his hands in front of his, twiddling his thumbs.

 "We said this wasn't going to happen again," Edge stated. "It only happened after Unforgiven because...well, we're just not used to touching each other in the ring like that, and it was, um, just lust, right?"

 "Yes." Christian nodded. "It was a one time thing." "Right." Edge cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Well, uh, I guess it's a two-time thing now, since it happened again last night."

 Christian shook his head. "That was just, uh, just the whole Unforgiven thing. See it hadn't quite worn off yet."

 "Yeah." Edge nodded. "But it's not going to happen again."

 "No." Christian shook his head. "I mean, we've both got boyfriends, and you and I, we're just friends. We just slept together by accident."

 "Yes." Edge agreed. "We didn't mean to. Either time."

 "Uh huh." Christian's eyes were surveying Edge's bare chest as he spoke. "We didn't mean to start kissing as soon as we got back to our room, tear off each other's clothes, and have the hottest, most intense and passionate sex of our lives."

 "Damn right. But it won't happen again, because now we've got it out of our systems," Edge stated, scooting a bit closer to Christian.

 "Right. ‘Cos since we're both seeing other people, it would be wrong for us to sleep together," Christian stated, his eyes locking with Edge's. "Totally wrong."

 "Yes. Wrong," Edge echoed.

 Both blondes lunged forward at the same time, their lips meeting in a ferocious kiss. They made out furiously, their hands traveling all over each others bodies. Edge quickly pulled Christian beneath him, sliding between the other man's legs as the golden blonde eagerly parted them.

 "I...I guess we still have to get it out of our systems," Christian panted. "Maybe after one or two more times, we'll have gotten through it. But still, we shouldn't."

 "I know," Edge breathed, his hands rolling Christian's nipples as he covered the other man's jaw with kisses.

 "This is wrong," Christian gasped as he pushed the lube into his partner's hand.

 "So wrong," Edge agreed. He quickly prepared his lover and slid inside of him, both of them moaning in pleasure. "But you feel so good!" Edge cried as he began to rock his hips.

 "Oh Edge." Christian's nails dug into the other blonde's back, his mouth hanging open in pleasure. "Harder! Oh yes! Yes! Like that!" He arched his hips frantically, letting out a shriek as Edge's cock bumped his sweet spot. "There baby! There!" he screamed. Edge thrust hard against the same spot, making Christian writhe beneath him. "Edge!" Christian screamed. "Oh Edge! Yes! More! Moooooooorrrrreeeee!" Both blondes let out a loud howl as they came simultaneously. They collapsed onto the mattress, both flushed and panting.

 Edge swallowed, trying to compose himself as he rolled off of Christian. "Well, I'm glad we've got that out of our systems," he stated.

 "Yes." Christian propped himself up on his elbows, taking a deep breath to still his racing heart. "But we'd better not have sex any more, or tonight I'm gonna have to tell Chris I've got a headache."

 "You're totally right. But we're done. It was an infatuation, and it's over now," Edge declared.

 "It certainly is," Christian agreed.

 It was silent for a moment. The two blondes just gazed at each other, neither knowing what to say.

 "Well I guess we should get up," Christian ventured at last.

 "Yeah. We definitely should." Edge nodded.

 "Yep. Need to get up."

 Before either knew what they were doing, they were leaning in for another kiss. Christian wrapped his arms around Edge's neck, moaning as the other man's tongue slipped into his mouth. He sucked on the wet muscle for a moment before drawing back. He gave Edge a wicked grin, then slipped under the covers. Edge leaned back against the headboard, his heart beating rapidly. He felt Christian settle between his legs, then he felt a warm tongue tracing up his inner thighs.

 "You taste nice," Christian murmured from under the blanket. His tongue slid up Edge's other thigh, then teasingly over his balls, making the taller blonde shiver. Christian chuckled, flicking his tongue over the tip of Edge's very erect cock. Licking his lips hungrily, he took just the tip in his mouth, sucking on it gently.

 "Oh Christian," Edge groaned, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. "Oh god, more." Christian chuckled, sending shocks of pleasure through Edge's body. He slowly inched his mouth lower, taking every inch of the taller blonde's shaft down his throat. Edge's eyes rolled back in his head from pleasure as the golden blonde began to bob on him, sending pleasure coursing through his body.

In the hall, Kurt Angle was standing with his ear pressed against the door, looking absolutely furious. "I knew it!" Kurt exclaimed to Chris Jericho, who was standing right beside him. "He's got some little slut with him in there! That bastard! I knew he was screwing around on me!"

 Chris smirked, looking rather board as he casually filed his nails. "I told you I got the GOOD blonde bombshell. Christian would never cheat on me." He blew on his nails and wiggled his fingers, smiling and putting the file away. He raised his eyebrows at Kurt. "Maybe it's because you don't keep Edge happy enough in bed. I, on the other hand, have Christian begging me for it every night."

 Kurt rolled his eyes. "I've heard you brag about your sexual prowess before, Jericho, and right now I couldn't care less! My boyfriend is in that room having SEX with some little slut! And I bet he's not using protection, either! Thank god I INSISTED we always use it, although he claimed we didn't need it. Ha! Who's the prude now?" He frowned. "Well, I mean, who's WRONG now? It's not me!"

 Chris crossed his arms, a look of superiority on his face. "If *I* were you," he told Kurt smugly, "I'd go in there and beat the crap out of whichever slut he's hooked up with. I can just picture the kind of dirty, slutty ho Edge would sleep with." He wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Probably some two dollar whore who's been with half the fed and is so easy he can't even walk straight! That's who I bet is in there!"

 Kurt glared at the door, his face dark with rage. "Whoever it is, I'll kill him, and Edge!" he hissed. He backed up several steps, glancing around then placing his shoulder towards the door and adopting a sprinting pose.

 Chris looked at him distastefully. "What the hell are you doing?" he demanded.

 "I'm going to break open the door," Kurt explained.

 Chris sighed and rolled his eyes, reaching out and turning the handle. The door silently opened an inch. "Might want to try OPENING it before you break it down," Chris told the Olympian condescendingly.

 Kurt glared at the other man, striding forward and pushing open the door. He marched into the room, Chris right beside him. They saw Edge lying on the bed, his head thrown back in pleasure as a form moved under the covers, clearly going down on him. "Edge!" Kurt yelled, his face dark with rage.

 Edge's eyes flew open, a look of horror crossing his face. "Kurt!" he cried, his hands moving under the blanket to try and push the other man away. Feeling too horny to stop, Christian sunk Edge all the way down his throat, moaning as he felt a warm, sticky fluid begin to slide down his throat. Edge's breath caught in his throat, his body shuddering as he went into orgasm. His fingers tangled in Christian's hair, a look of utter bliss crossing his features.

 Kurt watch with wide eyes, looking absolutely horrified. "Why" he sputtered as the glaze on Edge's eyes began to fade.

 Edge turned bright red, clearing his throat and trying to regain his composure. "Kurt, um, this isn't, um, what it looks like," he tried to explain. "It was just, um, a mistake!"

 "Mistake? I'll show you ‘mistake'!" Kurt screamed. "I'll show you ‘mistake' when I beat the hell out of whatever the hell SLUT you've got under there!" He marched over and yanked the covers away, gawking at what he saw. Christian stared back at him, little trails of come dripping over his chin and onto his bare chest.

 Chris looked concerned for the first time, his eyes widening to the size of saucers. "Christian!" he exclaimed. "What the hell!"

 "Um." Christian licked him lips, barely stopping himself from moaning as Edge's taste filled his mouth. "We, um, you see, uh, after Unforgiven, we, uh, well we didn't mean to!"

 "It was an accident," Edge jumped in.

 "Yeah!" Christian explained. "You see we sort of accidentally slept together two nights ago, and then we accidentally slept together last night! And, um, then we kind of accidentally did it again this morning, but we didn't mean to! Honest!"

 "Sure." Chris was glaring daggers at his lover, his arms crossed over his chest. "And I suppose his dick ‘accidentally' fell into your mouth?"

 Edge wasn't paying attention to Kurt or Chris anymore. Instead, he was staring at Christian, lust blazing in his eyes. "My god you look hot," he growled. "I wanna lick every bit of that come off your face, baby."

 "HEY!" Kurt screamed. "I'm here you know! I'm your fucking boyfriend!"

 Christian was no longer paying attention to their boyfriends, either. His eyes were locked with Edge's. A feral smile came across his face as Edge crawled back to where he was lying, pushing him onto his back and crawled on top of him.

 "Excuse me!" Kurt fumed. "Heeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy."

 "I want you so bad," Edge growled to Christian.

 "Yes. Oh please yes!" Christian gasped, wrapping his legs around Edge's waist. "Please!"

 "You're so fucking hot." Edge began to lick Christian's chin clean as he penetrated him again, sliding into his body slowly.

 "YES!" Christian cried, his body shivering in ecstasy. "Oh Edge!"

 "YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE WHORES!" Kurt screamed. "Heeeeeyyyy!"

 "You ungrateful little bitch!" Chris yelled, looking furious. "Well fine then, just go ahead and fucking spread your legs for him, you little slut! But don't fucking think that I'll ever touch you again!" Christian didn't even spare the raging blonde a glance, too busy moaning as Edge thrust into him with abandon.

 "Fine, go on, I don't care!" Chris ranted. "Look, you little slut, look at what I'm doing!" He promptly grabbed Kurt's crotch, making the other man hiss. "See? I'm touching him! ‘Cos I don't need you you slut! You can't fucking cheat on me, ‘cos I already cheated on you, and I dumped you, you little whore! We fucked last night, didn't we Kurt?"

 "No!" Kurt shoved Chris away, glaring at him. "I don't lie!" He turned to Edge, who was paying no attention to him. "Edge, you're a whore, and I hate you!" Kurt yelled, on the verge of tears. "And Chris!" he yelled, turning back to the blonde. "Don't ever touch me like that again! I...I feel violated!" He ran out of the room, holding back sobs.

 Chris rolled his eyes. "That's what they all first. Now get back here Kurt! I need a man so I can tell people I dumped him!" Chris yelled, jogging after Kurt. He stopped to cast one reproachful look back at the rutting pair on the bed, then slammed the door and ran after the distraught Olympian.

 "Edge...Edge...Edge...OHHHHHHHH, EEEEEDDDDDDDDDGGGGGEEEE!!!!" Christian screamed as he came.

 They both collapsed onto the mattress, their breath thundering in their throats. Edge let his head fall on Christian's sweaty chest as they both regained their breath. He was starry eyed as he looked up at Christian after a moment. "Well since I think we've both just been dumped," he breathed, "will you go out with me?"

 Christian grinned. "Promise to fuck me every night?"

 Edge nodded emphatically. "Hell yes!"

 Christian smiled, playing with a lock of his lover's hair. "And promise you'll hold me and tell me I'm pretty, too?"

 Edge grinned. "As often as is humanly possible."

 "Good." Christian sighed, wrapping his arms around Edge's back. He glanced down at the taller blonde, cocking on eyebrow. "Promise to let me be top when I want to be?"

 Edge chuckled. "Sure babe."

 "Yes!" A wide grin spread across Christian's face. "Chris was such a bitch, he never let me top him. This is gonna kick ass. Damn, why didn't we do this before?"

 Edge returned his grin with one of his own wicked smiles. "I don't know, but I promise you, we'll be doing a lot of it in the future!"


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