Only For You

Stephen whined.
"What if I want to be dominated?"
Drew should get something too, and tonight was special.

"Well then go hire a prostitute." Drew stuck his tongue out. Then he paused. "I was kidding. Don't you dare go hire a prostitute." He pouted.

Sheamus snickered, a grin on his lips.
"C'mon Drew,ya neva want ta top meh?"

"Nope." Drew said truthfully. "I couldn't hurt you like that. I couldn't hurt you in any way. That's part of the reason I threw my match tonight..." He quickly shut his mouth, hoping Stephen would let that go. He knew his lover would flip if he knew Drew passed up a shot at making a name for himself.

Sheamus's smile droped quickly.
"Y threw yar match? Drew are ya fuckin kidding meh? Why in tha hell would ya do that?"

Drew sighed.
"Stephen, I knew there was no way in hell that Kofi could beat you. That meant if I would have won, we'd have to fight each other and I couldn't do that. I didn't want to let some newbie like Ezekiel beat me either so I did my best to stay out of the ring." He shrugged. "Plus, then you'd only have to fight once and you'd be in better shape at the end."

Sheamus growled. "Wherer is that hell do ya get off Drew? Thats not far to you, I dont deserve that crown, or ta beh king."

"Yes, yes you do. Even if I would have beaten Ezekiel and fought you, you still would have won. Because I couldn't hit you. I'd stand there and let you pin me and then I'd look like an ass. And you would still have beaten Morrison. You deserve to be king."

"Drew that is not fair! Ya should av had yar chance! I didn't win fairly, ah dont deserve that crown!" Sheamus was so upset, Drew gave up for him, and he had been so proud of winning king of the ring only to find he had help and didnt deserve it.

"Stephen, I'd rather you have it than me. And you DO deserve this. More than anyone else in that competition." Drew sighed.

Sheamus shook his head, this was not fair at all. Even if he deseved it he didn't win it fairly, that takes pride away fromthe win.
"Drew, ah didn't win it by me own self, ah had help that ah didn't want. Now ah cant beh proud of et."

"Stephen..." Drew sighed. "What if I would have won? What if I really did try and I beat Ezekiel? You know we'd have to fight each other. What then?"

"Then it would av been fair. Morrison could av won and he would av deserved et but ah dunt." Sheamus was upset.

"Then fight me." Drew got off the bed and stood. Drew had been hoping Stephen wouldn't want to fight him just like Drew couldn't hurt Stephen. But apparently he was wrong. "Fight me then I'll tell Morrison he can have a rematch."

Stephen sighed and stood, he would not back away from a fight. Only thing was that he would not hurt Drew. He wouldnt, he knew, but Drew needed to be able to hurt him and a rematch was what he and morrison deserved.
"Ya want ah fight ya got one, hit meh."

Drew sighed.
"You first..." He murmured. He couldn't even if he wanted to.

Sheamus growled, it was fake but Drew needed to do this.
"Drew, ya want ta fight ya need ta hit me."

"As do you. Both people need to participate in a fight." Drew grumbled.

Sheamus rolled his eyes and shoved Drew. It was not hard, but he was trying to provoke him.

That hurt. Not physically. Emotionally. He had refused to hit Stephen and Stephen had given up so quickly. He sighed and threw a weak punch at Stephen's arm.

"Okay, that was fucked up."
Sheamus thought of what he could do, he couldnt hurt him but he could trash talk."
"Whats tha matter Drew? Scard ya might hit meh and piss meh off? Mayb id leave and ya'd beh all alone? Like anyone what a lover with a gap in there teeth big enough to drive a car through."
That was hard, he loved the gap, it was cute.

Stephen's words didn't anger him, only made him want to crawl in a hole and cry. Stephen knew how sensitive Drew was about the gap in his teeth.
Drew's lower lip trembled for a moment but he would NOT cry. If he couldn't cry at the moment he could at least fake anger.
He rared back and slapped Stephen across the face.
"Fuck off..." He muttered.

Stephen's head snapped to the side.
He was getting somewhere.
He laughed at his lover mockingly.
"Is that all ya got? No wonder ya cant hold a title."

"All you're doing is fuckin' talking! Why don't YOU hit ME!" He shouted, he closed his eyes, blinking back a few tears.

Sheamus laughed at him.
"Ya know ya cant hurt meh, ya would have lost anyways tonight, ya cant do anything."
He was hurting himself.