Chapter 1: Zack Sabre Jr/Chris Brookes
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Zack's breath danced across Chris's skin as he whispered, "You're the poison I crave, the addiction I can't escape." His lips grazed Chris's ear, sending shivers down his spine. Chris's eyes fluttered closed, surrendering to the touch.
Zack's fingers traced the curve of Chris's jaw, his thumb brushing against Chris's lips. "In your eyes, I'm lost in a sea of forever," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.
Chris's hands slid up Zack's arms, pulling him closer. Their bodies entwined, skin against skin, as Zack's lips explored Chris's neck. "Your touch is my intoxication, my heart beats for no one else," Zack breathed, his words muffled against Chris's skin.
Chris's fingers tangled in Zack's hair, holding him close. Zack's mouth moved lower, his tongue tracing the contours of Chris's chest. "I'm consumed by the fire that burns within you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
Their bodies moved together, a slow, sensual dance. Zack's lips found Chris's ear once more. "You're the obsession that haunts me, the dream that I never want to wake up from." Chris's breath caught, his body arching into Zack's touch.
Zack's hands roamed, exploring every inch of Chris's skin. "Your love is my madness, my sanity, my everything," he whispered, his voice filled with conviction.
Their lips met, a soft, gentle kiss. Zack's words spilled out, a fervent whisper. "I'm drunk on the thought of you, forever hungover on your love... You're the darkness that illuminates my soul, the chaos that brings me peace."
Chris's arms wrapped around Zack, holding him close. Their bodies moved as one, lost in the moment. Zack's voice dropped to a whisper. "In your arms, I find my forever, my always, my eternity."
Their love was a flame, burning bright and true. Zack's final whisper was a promise. "You're the obsession that destroys me, the love that rebuilds me."
Chapter 2: Alex/Gabe
Summary:
I've missed you too
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Alex slumped on the couch, flipping channels in the dimly lit room. Suddenly, a creaking floorboard made him sit up straight. "What the...?" He muted the TV and listened intently. Silence. Shrugging it off, he turned off the TV and headed to his room.
As he entered, a hand shoved him onto the bed, pinning his arms above his head. A brutal kiss claimed his lips, teeth clashing. Alex struggled, but a moan escaped his lips.
When the kiss broke, Alex let out a breathy chuckle. "Missed you too, asshole."
Gabe's grin lit up the dark room. "You were getting too comfortable without me."
Alex smirked. "Just enjoying the peace and quiet."
Gabe's eyes sparkled. "I'll give you quiet... in a minute." He claimed Alex's lips again, hands roaming.
Alex moaned, arching into Gabe's touch. "You're such a caveman."
"Hey, it works for you," Gabe whispered, his breath hot against Alex's ear.
Their lips met again, the tension between them palpable. "I love how you attack me," Alex whispered.
"Love how you submit," Gabe replied, his voice husky.
Their bodies moved together, a familiar dance. "You're my chaos," Alex breathed.
"And you're my calm," Gabe replied, smiling.
In that moment, they were lost in their own world, where love and lust entwined like a deadly dance.
Notes:
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Chapter 3: Clark/Drilla
Summary:
Punishment
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Clark Connors dropped to his knees, begging David Finlay, "Please, boss, don't hurt Drilla! He didn't mean to mess up!"
Finlay's face twisted in rage. "You're defending him? After you lost the match against Robbie and Fujita?"
Clark pleaded, "It wasn't his fault, boss! I was the one who messed up the tag!"
Finlay sneered, "You're willing to take the fall for him? Very well, Clark. I'll spare Drilla... if you pay for his mistakes."
Clark nodded eagerly, "Anything, just don't hurt him, boss!"
Finlay's eyes gleamed with malice. "Oh, I'll enjoy this. Jake, hold Drilla back."
Jake Lee gripped Drilla's arms, restraining him as Finlay approached Clark.
Drilla struggled, "Let me go, Jake! Clark, don't do this!"
Clark stood tall, his eyes locked on Finlay. "I'll take whatever you dish out, boss, just leave Drilla alone."
Finlay's fist connected with Clark's jaw, sending him crashing to the ground. Clark spat blood, but his eyes never left Finlay's face.
Drilla screamed, "Clark, no! Stop, David!"
Finlay's laughter echoed, "Just remember, you wished for it, Clark. You lost the match, you cost me."
Clark's gaze met Drilla's, and he mouthed, "It's okay." Drilla's eyes filled with tears as Clark endured Finlay's merciless beating, his love for his tag partner driving him to accept the punishment.
Notes:
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Ilja's fingers danced upon the piano keys,
As Cara's feet whispered secrets to the floor.
The melody entwined with every step,
A symphony of love, forever more.
Cara's movements flowed like a river's stream,
Ilja's music swelled, a harmonious dream.
Together, they created a world of art,
Their love shining bright, a beating heart.
But then, a shattering sound, a gasp of pain,
Cara's foot touched glass, his dance in vain.
Ilja's music ceased, his heart skipped a beat,
As he rushed to Cara, his love, his sweet retreat.
He gently pulled the glass from Cara's skin,
And wiped away tears, as their eyes locked within.
Their lips met in a kiss, hungry and deep,
A moment's solace, their love's sweet keep.
In this fleeting instant, all was right,
Their love shone brighter, a guiding light.
Ilja's music still echoed, a gentle hue,
As Cara's lips whispered, "I love you, too."
Chapter 5: Clark/Akira
Summary:
An apology gift Akira's boyfriend has for him.
Notes:
I still love catch 2/2/wardogs rivalry. And this one was for my friend on Facebook.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Akira drummed his fingers against the bar counter, his baby face scrunched in annoyance. "You're late, Bello," he said, not bothering to look back.
A low, smooth voice replied, "Sorry, kid. Boss man stopped me for something important."
Akira's eyes narrowed, but his gaze softened as he turned to face Clark Connors, the baddest cowboy in the wrestling world. Clark flashed his signature charming smile, his piercing blue eyes crinkling at the corners.
"Hey, I brought you something," Clark said, holding out a bag of strawberry daifuku. "I know you love these."
Akira's face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he eagerly accepted the gift. "Grazie, Clark!" he exclaimed, his Italian accent thick and sweet.
As Akira took a bite of the daifuku, his eyes closed in rapture. Clark chuckled, his heart melting at the sight. Akira opened his eyes, smiled at Clark, and kissed his cheek. "Ti amo, Clark."
Clark's tough exterior faltered for a moment, and he touched his cheek, feeling the warmth of Akira's lips. "I can die for these moments with you, kid," he murmured lowly to himself.
Notes:
Requests are open again. Lol, it's absolutely free.
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