"Want to run your hands through my man fur?" Albert offered with a grin, plopping down on a bench after returning from his match.
"Not right now," his lover told him, a distinct frown on his face.
"You sure?" Albert pouted, fingering the thick hair on his chest. "Don't you think I'm wicked sexy?"
Rikishi glared at him. "Did you have to pin that jobber you were facing like you were fucking him?" he snapped.
Albert crossed his arms over his bare, sweaty chest. "I slammed him, and that's how he fell. So what?"
"I just don't appreciate seeing you in that position with some little pretty boy!" Rikishi replied harshly.
Albert gave his lover a look. "You're mad at me for that?"
Rikishi sighed. "No. I'm sorry baby. You are wicked sexy as far as I'm concerned." He gave Albert a little smile, reaching out a hand to trail his fingers through the hair on the big man's chest. "I'm just in an awful mood tonight. I have to get thrown around by the Big Show in just a little bit."
"You sure touching my sexy man fur wouldn't help?" Albert urged, smiling as Rikishi's hands swirled through the hair on his chest.
"Maybe a little bit," Rikishi muttered.
"Well you can touch it all you want," Albert told him, moving a little closer and wrapping his arms around Rikishi from behind, his hairy chest pressed against Rikishi's smooth back. He ran his lips across Rikishi's neck, the large Samoan sighing happily and leaning his head back on Albert's shoulder, giving his lover better access to his neck. "You just tell yourself that no matter you have to do in the ring, Big Show's going to a cold empty bed, and you've got a huge, wicked sexy bear waiting to love you," he murmured between kisses.
That got a smile from Rikishi. "That's true," he agreed.
"Damn right it is." Albert drew back a little, his hands brushing across Rikishi's chest, a bit of a worried look coming across his features. "Honey, would you be mad if I told you that someone hit on me?" he asked timidly.
Rikishi frowned, turning to face his lover. "Who?" he demanded.
"You won't be mad?" Albert pressed. "I mean, I said no, of course. I'm not interested in anyone but you."
"I promise I won't be mad at you," Rikishi promised.
"He's new, he didn't know we were together," Albert continued. "So you won't be mad at him either?"
"As long as he keeps his hands off you, I guess not. So?" Rikishi pressed.
Albert shrugged his massive shoulders. "Well the other day, I bumped into Rey Mysterio in the hall, and he asked it I might like to meet him in his hotel room sometime."
"That tiny man?" Rikshi snorted. "He wanted to hook up with you?"
Albert chuckled. "Yep. Can you believe that?"
"I guess he likes your man fur as much as I do," Rikishi murmured, moving his head down to the level of Albert's chest and rubbing his cheek against the soft hair.
"It is irresistible," Albert stated with a proud grin. "And all natural!"
"Definitely." Rikishi stood with a sigh. "I don't want to leave you, but I have to go meet Show and go over our match. I'll see you after my match, ok?"
"See you then." Albert gave his lover another smile, then turned to his locker, grabbing a towel and his body wash, then heading into the shower. He was lathering up his body under the hot spray when he heard someone pad into the shower room behind him. He didn't think anything of it, since it was a communal shower; that was, until something small and warm jumped onto his back, little legs wrapping around his waist and arms wrapping around his neck.
"What the heck!" he exclaimed, frowning and trying to shake the intruder off. The little man, however, held on tightly. Albert had a pretty good idea of who it was, and his suspicions were confirmed when he felt a luchadore mask brush against the back of his bare skull.
"I finally caught you alone," a voice purred in his ear. "Thought the fat man would never leave!"
"Rey, get off me," Albert growled, frustrated that nothing he did seemed to be able to dislodge the little high flier.
"You sure you don't want to come to my hotel room?" Rey continued. "I'm reeeeeally flexible, you know. I just love big bears like you. I can't get enough of your sexxxy man fur. Don't you wanna spend just one night with me? I promise I won't ever tell your fat ass boyfriend."
"I happen to be in love with that ‘fat ass boyfriend'!" Albert growled. "So no thank you!"
"I thought you offered yourself to any takers? Sounded that way," Rey whispered, his hold not budging.
"That was a joke, and that was to ladies, anyway!" Albert informed the little Californian. "Now would you please get off of me!"
"No can do. I can hang on here all night!" Rey stated determinedly. "But, if you agree to come to my hotel room, I might be persuaded to get off. Or if you really don't want me off, we can just have a little shower fun, hmmm?"
"Ok, fine. Get off and I'll come to your hotel room," Albert told the little man.
Rey grinned. "Really?"
"Yep," Albert confirmed.
"Wee!" Rey jumped off the large man's back, standing and watching him as he rinsed off and turned off the shower, then headed for the locker room. "So should I give you my room key?" he purred as Albert headed for the door.
"Why? I'm gonna be with Kishi tonight. And every night. But thanks for letting me go anyway." Albert laughed, wrapping his towel around himself and leaving the room.
Rey's smile instantly faded, his colorless eyes narrowing, directing a heated glare at the huge man's retreating back.
THE END