He looks good tonight. There is no way to deny it.
I've known him for a few years now, even though we've never been that close. Just co-workers at WWE who occasionally went clubbing together, along with a few fellow co-workers like John Cena, Ted DiBiase, Gail Kim, John Morrison or Maryse.
I do not even know much about him. Besides the stuff everyone knows… His bad divorce a few years ago for example. He had told everyone that he needed a break from wrestling to have more time for his band but we all knew he just needed time for himself, find himself again and recover from the bad times he just went through. After he came back, he was his old self again. He laughed, partied and did the best promos ever.
However, we never saw him with a new girl; neither did his best friends Christian or Kane know about someone new in his life. Personally, I never really paid attention, besides the usual worries or laughs we all shared with one another.
That changed after he and Mike were put together as a Tag Team. Mike, who became a good friend of mine, and I were playing a couple now for more than six months. „The Miz and The Mo", sounds awesome, huh?
Well, we are.
And since the three of us started to work together, my view about Chris Jericho has changed a lot. I've got to know him better, got to know the person behind this cocky façade. He is funny, caring, smart and…
Yeah, I guess you figured it out already… I fell for him. For Chris. And I fell hard.
For his sky-blue eyes, his devilish smirk and well-defined body as well as for his positive, honest and sometimes geeky persona.
To be honest, I never dared to try anything because of our age-difference. I mean I just turned 26 and he is pushing forty. Not that I would mind though, but I didn't know how he thought about dating a co-worker, or even dating at all. If this attraction wasn't mutual and I tried something… well, I would never hear the end of it. I also was afraid about making things awkward between my newfound friend and me.
If he would only stop to throw me his famous smirks or practically undress me with his eyes every time we're in the ring or shooting a promo. However, that was just wishful thinking since those looks where scripted in our Storyline.
Usually I'm not that shy, but my respect for this man and what he already had achieved in this business made it really, really tough for me.
And tonight at the club?
Everything is different.
I can't put my finger on it, but something's off the hook.
It's actually like every other night out: Cena and Adam are getting shitfaced at the bar, Kim, Teddy and Ryder throwing darts or playing billiard and Mike and I dancing all night long till we all get thrown out with some lame excuse by the owner about needing sleep. Pah!
I haven't seen Chris all night and I don't even know if he came here, but I can feel someone's watching me dancing. It doesn't feel weird but it's making me nervous. Since when is The Mo getting nervous? Damnit!
I'm turning around while dancing to check out who could be watching me…
That's when I see him… Chris… at the bar, a beer in his hand, almost empty and staring straight back at me. I can, despite the distance and darkness, see his blue eyes sparkling with… interest? Lust? Amusement?
Gosh, this man is driving me crazy!
I turn back to Mike who is looking at me with a questioning look, which slowly turns into surprise, as he looks at a point right next to me. Before I'm able to turn around, I feel a hand on my shoulder and without looking I know it's Chris who's now asking for Mike's permission to take over the dance. Pretty old school, but yet extremely charming.
Just as we started to dance, a slow song begins and I'm not sure if this was a good or a bad timing. I look at him and he simply smirks towards me. That fucking smirk, which gets me every time he puts it on, but which he never used outside the ring before.
Well, until now…
I swallow hard as he pulls me against him and I almost forget how to breathe as he slides his left arm around my waist, his hand touching my bare skin there. I can feel the hair on his arm on my back as I lay my right arm over his shoulder, shuddering slightly from the electricity of his touch. I am unable to do anything else besides staring into his eyes, which are as close now as never before as he holds me as close as possible. He grabs my other hand with his free one and brings it up to his broad chest. I can barley feel his shirt underneath my fingertips, but definitely the heat radiating from his body.
I'm not sure if we're dancing or even moving at all until he whispers into my ear: „Your're okay?" Taking a deep breath to compose myself I answer „Yeah… I didn't think you'd be here tonight." We're so close now; we can talk right into each other's ear…
„I had to, you know…" he answers „I was looking for a girl… A really gorgeous one…" His hand on my back isn't moving, but I can feel his fingers caressing my sweaty skin… „She takes my breath away every time I see her. Which happens a lot since I work with her." He continues murmuring into my ear. I have to close my eyes, his hot breath almost too much for me to bear.
„But I don't know if she wants me too… Wants me to do all the things I fantasize about when I'm coming so hard in my hand every other night…"
He…. Oh my God… All I can do is gasp and nod as he asks me „Do you wanna know what I want to do to her?" his voice has changed into a low growl, heavy with arousal. „Sometimes I just think about making love to her… work her for hours until she is begging me to finish her off…"
I feel my panties getting wetter with every passing second he's speaking. My hand is gripping his shoulder, holding on for dear life as he continues, satisfied with my reaction so far.
„But mostly I just want to grab her and fuck her senseless. Making her feel like the goddess she is. I think about that all the time actually. Even when I'm in the ring with her…in front of all those people… PG-Rating sucks… Those times I want to own her, make her mine… have her screaming my name underneath me…"
Holy Shit, I'm panting now… „Chris…"
He chuckles. He goddamn chuckles low in his throat „Yeah just like that… only louder… But enough about me here… What made you come in here?"
This fucking bastard! But if he thinks he's the only one here who can talk dirty, he has another one coming…
„I was looking for a man… It's been quiet some time since I've been with a man, Chris…" He swallowed hard… „My vibrator is getting boring, you know? I'm in need for a real cock…" That wasn't even a lie. But now it's his turn to inhale sharply. „Do you want to know what I am going to do, if I get one?"
He manages to breath out a shaky „What?" and I can't help but grin as I know my answer will kill him… „I'll get down on my knees, Chris… And give him the blowjob of his lifetime…" He pulls me impossibly closer as I continue „…because God, if I don't get a cock in my mouth soon, I swear, I'll scream."
I guess that did it for him, because before I can realize what's happening, we're in his rental on the way back the hotel…
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