CHAPTER 1

Sean was lying back on his bed with his eyes closed. It really was the best thing to do when Shannon had a hold of the remote control and was looking for something to watch. His theory was if it did not grab his full attention in the first two seconds, it obviously wasn't good enough to actually watch. Therefore, the screen at the moment resembled a strobe light more than a TV at the moment and Sean really did not want to suffer a seizure so he waited patiently for one of two eventualities. Either Shannon would give up and toss the remote across the room, loudly declaring that there was nothing to watch, or he would find something with a loud 'Finally!'

So, Sean just lay back waiting, envisioning his sweet Matt, and what he would do with the man the next time he saw the raven-haired wrestler. He was really missing the Carolina native, but that was only to be expected since Matt was on Raw and Sean was on Smackdown. The next Pay-Per-View was still two weeks away and Sean was becoming very impatient. He wanted that sweet body beneath him, surrounding him, arching up against him, softly whimpering and moaning...Sean quickly put an end to that thought as he felt himself harden. Suppressing a groan of frustration, he opened his eyes cautiously and found the TV off and Shannon staring at him, concerned.

"You were thinkin' 'bout him again, huh?"

Sean nodded silently. They both knew whom Shannon was referring to. Shannon had known about the relationship since it began. After all, he was one of Matt's best friends, had been since long before either of them had come to the WWE. That was part of the reason Shannon and Sean had started traveling together after Matt was transferred to the WWE. The young blonde would have been a favorite target of a lot of the bigger men but Matt had watched out for him. In fact, most people had thought Matt and Shannon were together, a lie Sean and Matt had allowed so that Shannon was never assigned a room with anyone else. Sean's own assigned traveling partner, his old friend Chuck Palumbo, preferred to room with the FBI anyway so it was easy to allow everyone to think Chuck and Sean roomed together and Matt and Shannon shared. In actuality, Chuck always crashed in Nunzio and Johnny's room, Matt slept in Sean's room, and Shannon had a room to himself.

That changed five weeks after Matt left though. The promoters booked rooms well in advance so Shannon had still been rooming alone for those first weeks. That fifth week, however, he had ended up assigned to a room with Albert. When Sean had heard the promoter announce the room assignment, he had immediately grabbed the smaller man's arm and pulled the blonde behind him. He did it just in time, it turned out, because the large hairy wrestler also known as the A-Train had obviously been waiting for the announcement, immediately heading towards the small blonde, which made Sean think the big man had had a talk with the promoters to get assigned to the smaller man. Of course, it did not matter either way. What mattered was that Shannon was a friend of Sean's precious Matt and it would greatly upset the older Carolina native if anything happened to the small blonde. Matt had even asked Sean to watch out for his younger friend and so Sean stood his ground as Albert approached, remaining between him and his target.

"Outta the way, O'Haire, me and my new roomie need to...talk." The big man's eyes burned with brutal lust and Sean glared at him.

"There's nothing to talk about, Shannon's not rooming with you."

"Yeah, he is. Either that or he's sleepin' in the lobby and that's just not safe."

Sean could hear the implied threat clearly and he made sure the threat was clear in his own reply. "He's sleeping in my room, Albert, and if you have a problem with that, I'll be glad to explain it to you in painful detail."

The big man glared down at him and Sean returned it just as fiercely. "Don't get involved in what don't concern you. You'll live longer."

"It already concerns me, now back off and find another fucking toy. You're not breaking this one."

The two men stared at each other for several minutes. They were about the same height but Albert had almost 100 lbs on his side. Sean, however, was not intimidated by this. He was not letting the other man get his hands on Shannon no matter what he had to do to ensure it and Albert read that willingness in the shorter man's fierce blue eyes. Albert wanted the little blonde but not enough to risk hospitalization, so he gave Sean a last glare and retreated, grumbling that Shannon wasn't worth it. His friends, Matt and Brock, quickly agreed with this assessment, loudly commenting that you should never settle for a Hardy's sloppy seconds anyway.

Sean made a mental note to make them pay for the comments the next time he had one of them in the ring as he turned to look down at Shannon. "Let's go."

The large brunette was relieved when Shannon did not argue, instead picking up his own bag and following the larger man closely. Once they were in the hotel room, Shannon flopped down on one of the beds with a relieved smile. "Thanks for the save. Just wish you'd let me know you were gonna do it. I been dreadin' this day for weeks."

Sean gave him a half smile as he began to unpack items from his bag. "You're just lucky it happened this week. Up until last week I was too busy trying to drink myself into oblivion to have even noticed."

"Oh yeah," There was a certain degree of disappointment in the blonde's voice that had confused Sean at the time, "Matt was here las' week. So, ya two got everything straightened out?"

"Yeah. Mind if I use the shower first? A-train's such a pig that just talking to him makes me feel dirty."

"Nah, go ahead, I'm just gonna find somethin' t'watch on TV."

That had been Sean's first introduction to Shannon's unique channel surfing style.

"You're really spacing out t'night. Why?" The question brought Sean back to the present and his eyes refocused on the blonde who had moved to kneel on the foot of Sean's bed.

"I don't know. I was just remembering."

"Oh. I could distract ya, y'know, help ya relax." The blonde man leaned forward, almost crawling toward the larger wrestler, his green eyes growing dark with desire.

Sean gave the other man a dangerous look. "Shannon, stop it. I told you I would talk to Matt about it when I saw him next time but until then, I'm not doing anything with you."

Shannon pouted. "Y'could just order him, y'know."

"Yes, and I could order you to go entertain Albert and his friends but I won't." Shannon nodded sadly in answer and Sean sighed. "I am going to go call Matt. When I get back, have a movie, popcorn, and soda ready and you can watch it on my bed with me."

Shannon eagerly moved off the bed to obey and Sean took his phone and stepped out onto the balcony, making sure the door was unlocked and the curtain was drawn behind him. Taking out his phone, he hit the speed dial, frowning when Matt did not answer. Well, perhaps he was asleep or with the trainers. Sean left a voice mail telling the other man to call him and hung up. He did not go back inside immediately, however. Instead, he sat back and stared up at the stars in order to give Shannon enough time to get everything ready. It was tempting to use the time to relieve some of his pent-up sexual frustration but he did not dare, not without a locked door between himself and Shannon. The younger man was extremely tempting, attractive, sweet, affectionate and if he came out here and offered himself to Sean again, the big man was not sure he could resist, but he had to, at least until he saw Matt again. He was honest enough to himself to admit that he would not mind having a stable but he loved Matt and he was not going to risk that relationship for anything, even for the cute little blonde waiting inside the room.

Finally deciding that he had given Shannon enough time, Sean walked back inside. The bed was turned down and there were sodas and popcorn on the bedside table. Shannon was kneeling on the mattress, remote in hand, and already clad in a loose pair of sleeping shorts. The big man sighed. It was going to be a long night.

Keeping his own t-shirt and sweats on, Sean reclined on the bed, getting comfortable before holding an arm out to the small blonde who immediately snuggled into his side, using Sean's shoulder as a pillow. Tucking them in, Sean let Shannon order the in-room movie and settled back to watch it. Shannon tried to get closer during the opening credits, his hand caressing Sean's stomach and slowly moving the hem of Sean's shirt up until Sean softly told him, "I feel your hand on my bare skin and you're going back to your own bed."

Shannon immediately retracted his hand and behaved the rest of the movie; not moving from his position against Sean's side, seemingly asleep and Sean decided not to disturb him. It felt good to hold someone again. Reaching up, he stroked Shannon's long blonde hair back from his angelic face. He was a beautiful man and Sean took a few moments to study his features before he dropped his gaze to Shannon's neck, tracing the small green collar. It was braided and most people would not know what it truly was. Hell, even Sean would not have known before he met Matt.

Sean had always liked to take charge in the bedroom but he had never thought much about d/s (domination/submission) as a lifestyle until his sweet Matt. The Carolina boy was very much into the lifestyle. He was in fact what was called a pedigreed sub, a submissive who had actually taken classes on how to please a dom. It had been quite the surprise to Sean, especially with how fiercely protective the man was around his friends and brother, willing to fight anyone in the defense of those he cared about. He had never thought of the dark man as willing to so fully give control of himself to another. But, he had. He gave Sean everything not only willingly but eagerly and, out of love, Sean had studied on being a Dom to give Matt what he needed. He had collared his sweet Matt the night he had come back from Raw and explained. The dark haired man wore a thick black collar with silver studs except when on TV, just as Shannon did not wear his on TV. It was too much of a risk to their careers and Sean did not want either of them to risk their dream.

Sean could still remember the look of love and joy in Matt's eyes when he had put the collar around his neck. It made Matt truly Sean's, a symbol for anyone to see that he belonged to someone and that messing with Matt would invite the fury of his Dom. Those rules, of course, were why Shannon was also wearing Sean's collar. There was quite the d/s group in the WWE and it was well known that Shannon was a sub. The little blonde could not hide it to save his life, which was why Matt had hidden his own nature, to protect his friend. However, with Matt gone and no collar, Shannon had immediately been chased by most of the Doms and even some of the subs.

The confrontation with Albert had only been the first of many Sean had had to deal with over the last few months. He had had to break Albert's nose, send Brock through a table, and 'accidentally' drop some weights on Matt Morgan's foot. Even the Doms who were decent guys and did not try to just force Shannon had caused him problems. Shannon was just too polite and could not just tell any of them he wasn't interested. This resulted in an endless stream of them coming through the room, courting the small blonde until Sean would have to almost physically throw them out so he could get some sleep. Then he would have to listen to Shannon complain about all the attention. He was not comfortable being so obviously pursued. Finally, to get a break, Sean had suggested that he just put a collar on the small blonde. The man had nodded eagerly and Sean had bought the green braided collar and put it around the younger man's neck in public, kissing him on the forehead, subtly letting everyone know Shannon was off the market.

This allowed Sean to get a break from everyone else but had spawned a whole new problem as Shannon decided to be honest with him. The night after he had collared the smaller man, Sean had woken from a very erotic dream to find Shannon in his bed, kissing him, caressing him, being the basis for the erotic dream.

Sean had not responded well. He had immediately shoved Shannon away from him in surprise and anger, accidentally sending the smaller man off the bed, and had demanded to know what the hell he thought he was doing. The big man had been overly harsh and he had immediately regretted it as Shannon had curled up in a miserable ball, his face turned away, silent except for the one question. "Where do you want me to stand for punishment?"

The question, said with obvious fear and dread, had broken through Sean's anger as did the sight of Shannon in obvious misery. However, he was still emotionally upset. He was angry, horny, embarrassed, and feeling guilty. Realizing he needed to calm down, he ordered Shannon not to move and retreated to the bathroom, locking the door and turning on the cold water. He had stood under the freezing shower for what seemed hours, his arms braced against the shower wall, his shaggy brown hair falling around his face and into his eyes. Finally, he felt in control enough to turn off the water and pull on sweats before stepping back out in the room where Shannon had, true to Sean's order, not moved.

Kneeling next to the younger man, he studied him for several moments before asking, "Why?"

Shannon's voice was hesitant when he answered. "I...I wanted...I mean I was hopin'...When ya collared me..."

"Shannon, I gave you the collar to protect you. You're a sweet kid and I like to think we've become friends. I didn't do it for pay back."

"'M not a kid! 'Nd I didn' do it t'pay ya back."

"Then why? Please, explain this to me."

"I want you. I want to belong to you. For real."

There was a painful need in the young man's voice that Sean could not ignore. Reaching out, he slowly stroked the soft blonde hair, offering comfort. "I don't want to hurt you but I love Matt. I'm not going to cheat on him."

"Is not always cheating."

"What?"

Suddenly, Shannon rolled up to his knees, leaning toward Sean eagerly. "We could both belong t'ya. Me 'nd Matt could be your stable 'nd then it woudn' be cheatin'. Please!" He looked away shyly as Sean tried to process what he had just said. "I been wantin' you for a long time. Was mad at Matt for awhile 'cause he got ya before I did. I don' want the others. Please take me too."

It was tempting. Damn it was tempting, especially with Matt gone so much of the time. However, "I'll talk to Matt and see what he thinks about it. If he's ok with it, then...we'll see, ok?"

"Why? We're both already collared and he has to obey. Why wait?"

Sean had smiled as he continued to stroke Shannon's soft hair. "Is that what you want? A Dom who doesn't give a shit about what his Sub wants? A Dom who would throw you away, collar and all, just because he gets another offer? Sorry, Shannon, I made a commitment to Matt and I'm not going to fuck that up. It should reassure you, because if Matt's ok with this, then you'll get the same loyalty from me. So, until then, we just continue like we have."

Shannon had looked up at him with a breath taking smile. "When're ya gonna call him?"

"I'm not going to do this over the phone. I want to talk to him about this face to face."

The blonde had pouted but Sean had not relented. That had been a week ago and Sean was really feeling the strain of it. Shannon may have said he understood but he had been slowly trying to break down Sean's resolve. He wanted more than cuddling and soft touches and Sean wanted to give him more but he could not, not yet.

His phone rang and Sean reached over to answer it, trying not to wake Shannon as he did so. "Hello?" No one called this late, not even Matt.

"Hey, Sean." The familiar voice made him smile.

"Hi, Dave, what's up?"

"Uh, I was wondering, when'd you and Matt break up?"

Sean frowned. "What? We didn't break up."

"Then you got a problem, man."

Sean's frown grew worried. He slid out from underneath Shannon, whispering to the small man to stay still and then walked out onto the balcony. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Matt's in the other room getting offered to Evolution."

"What the fuck do you mean being offered?" Sean knew he was shouting but he did not care at the moment. What the hell was going on?

"Lita and Jeff are here and are trying to make a deal and he ain't saying a damn thing to stop this. That's why I was thinking you two broke up."

Sean was seething inside and it took all his control not to throw the phone. "No, I don't know shit about any of this. Do me a favor, Dave, grab him and keep him for me 'til I get there."

"No problem, man. I'll watch out for him."

"I owe you. Where are you guys staying?" Dave quickly told him and Sean mentally calculated how long it would take to get there. "See ya sometime before noon."

"Yeah, see ya."

Hanging up, Sean quickly went back into the room and got dressed before waking Shannon. "Get up, we're leaving."

The blonde woke up confused, "What? Why?"

"Don't ask right now. We're going. Now get packed." Sean tried to hide his anger, or at least not take it out on the blonde, however, the fury in him was building to a boiling point. What the hell was Matt doing?

Shannon took one look at his burning blue eyes and immediately scrambled to get dressed while Sean made sure everything was packed. Within minutes, they had turned in the motel key and were on the road. It was a silent drive and tense since Shannon kept looking over at him, as if wanting to ask what was wrong but afraid to and Sean could not reassure him because he did not know what was going on.

Arriving at the hotel, he left the bags in the car. Several people waved at him as he strode down the hall, Shannon following closely behind him, but Sean was too angry to focus on anything but getting to Dave's room. Arriving, he banged his fist against the door and was happy when it opened almost immediately. Dave Batista nodded to him before stepping to the side and letting them into the suite, closing the door behind him. Sean's blue eyes narrowed as the focus of his fury and pain was so near. "Where is he?" Dave jerked his head toward the bedroom and Sean nodded, glancing briefly at Shannon. "Kneel and stay." The blonde man sunk to his knees next to the door and Sean nodded briefly in approval before advancing toward the door on the other side of the room that led to Matt. On the way, he pulled out a thick leather leash from his pocket, tapping it lightly on his thigh as he walked.

Stepping into the room, he glanced around to orient himself and saw his Matt kneeling by the bed, head bent, no shirt, the model of an obedient submissive. Sean became angrier and slapped the leather hard across the door frame. Matt's head jerked up in surprise and his eyes widened with fear when he saw Sean. "Get the fuck over here. Now!" Matt scrambled to obey but, instead of calming Sean, his eagerness only infuriated him more. What was the man playing at? Reaching down, he hooked the leash through the black leather collar Matt still wore before commanding him to heel and striding across the room. The smaller man's struggle to keep up was made harder by the short lead Sean allowed on the leash but Sean did not care at the moment. He was too busy suppressing the urge to yank on the collar and choke his lover.

Sitting down, he ordered Matt to kneel by his side, ignoring the hurt and sadness in the other's eyes. Usually Matt kneeled between Sean's legs so the bigger man could caress him and pull him up onto a welcoming lap. The positioning of him was just another indication of how furious Sean was. "What the hell's going on here?"

Matt stared up into blue eyes glinting dangerously but could not find the words to answer, explain, there was so much.

"Nothing to say? Then we'll start out slow. How many people have you fucked since the last time you saw me?"

Chocolate brown eyes filled with sadness and shame before dropping to the floor. "Four."

"Four?" Sean felt as if he had been stabbed. He had expected denial or promises that this was a one time thing. Not an answer like this. "Why?" He did not even bother to hide the pain in his voice. "Why the fuck would you do that to me?"

"I had to. I was commanded to do it."

Sean's grip on the leash tightened and he used it to force Matt closer as he leaned in. "Commanded? You're mine, Matt! You're collared, only I have the right to command you or did you forget."

"I never forgot you, I forgot the other." His voice was so soft Sean could barely hear him.

"What other? You can only wear one collar."

Matt shook his head slightly. "I know, but I thought my Mistress had freed me."

"Who is she?" The pain and shame he heard in his lover's voice were cutting him and all he wanted to do was pull the raven-haired man onto his lap. However, he was still furious and confused. What was happening?"

"Amy. When I went to Smackdown, Amy said she wanted nothing to do with me anymore." He looked up at the larger man, eyes full of unshed tears. "I'm so sorry, master."

"Don't call me that! You've thrown that right away." Sean reached down and lay his hand on the latch of the leather collar but could not bring himself to undo it. "Why didn't you tell me, Matt? I would've done anything for you. I tried to learn to be a good Dom for you. I tried to make you happy and all this time you were lying to me. You belonged to someone else, were committed to someone else. Why didn't you fucking tell me?"

"You didn't understand at first about collars and subs and, later, I just didn't think about it. I had forgotten that she had never removed her collar and I fell in love with you. I wanted so bad to belong to you, loved you so much, I just forgot it. I'm sorry." Tears fell down his cheeks as he grasped at Sean's forearm, turning his head to kiss the tattooed skin of Sean's inner wrist. "Please don't release me. Please. I love you. I'm so sorry."

Sean felt his own eyes burn at the sight of Matt so miserable and ashamed, begging. His emotions were a raw wound. Fury, pain, confusion, betrayal, and love all tearing him in different directions. "Tell me what happened Matt."

"When I came back, Amy didn't do anything. She ignored me except for the storyline. Then, about two weeks ago, Jeff came back. He wants a big angle and Amy wants the women's title but the writers won't give them what they want."

Sean nodded, his fury growing as it acquired a new target. "She's been trading you to the big stars to get what she wants, hasn't she?"

Matt nodded, ashamed.

"What did she say about my collar?"

"She doesn't know who it belongs to. She said it didn't matter who else I whored to as long as she got what she and Jeff want."

Sean's hand tightened into a fist. How could she treat Matt like that? "What's Jeff got to do with this?"

"They're lovers. He's another Dom and she gave him the right to command me."

Sean closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Matt's. His heart screamed one thing to him while his mind and pride screamed others. "Do you love her?"

"No."

"I want to believe you but..."

"Please, let me prove it. Tell me what to do and I'll do it."

"Take off her collar."

Matt's voice took on an edge of desperation. "I...I can't. Proper subs can't free themselves."

Sean was sorely tempted to point out that proper subs did not have two masters like this either but did not. He could not take away what was left of Matt's pride. "Then let me free you."

Matt's body shook with soft sobs as he softly pleaded. "No. Please don't free me. I don't want to be free of you. I just want to belong to you." Sean sighed, as Matt twisted slightly so he could press soft kisses over Sean's jaw and mouth, pleading with him. "Don't. Please."

Sean sighed again. The answer was never in doubt. He could not let Matt go. "Show me her collar."

Matt pulled back slightly and held up his hand showing him the gold ring he always wore and then lifted the cuff of his pants showing the simple tattoo around his ankle.

Sean sighed again and leaned back, tugging on the leash slightly in silent instruction and Matt immediately climbed into his lab, curling up against him and pressing soft kisses over his neck. "I'm still angry at you."

"I know, master, I'm sorry."

"I'm also hurt. You betrayed me, lied to me."

"I'm sorry, master, please let me prove it."

Raising a hand, Sean began to rub his temple. He was getting a headache and he still had another promise to carry out. "We have to talk about something else that's completely unrelated to this."

Matt continued to kiss and lick at Sean's neck but murmured in question, proving that he was listening.

Using his grip on the leash, Sean held the darker man still as he turned and stared into dark chocolate eyes. "No lying, Matt. I mean it. You think long and hard about your answers and you better be completely truthful with me. You forfeit all right to complain later if you lie to me."

Matt stared back at him solemnly. "Yes, master."

"I told you I collared Shannon for his protection." Matt nodded, silently curious. "He wants the collaring to be complete. He wants me and I want him." The pain he saw in Matt's eyes annoyed him. "I haven't fucked him, Matt, and even if I did you wouldn't be a position to get be mad."

Matt flinched. "I know but it would still hurt." He looked away as he asked. "Why haven't you?"

Sean jerked on the leash forcing Matt's head up. "Because I love you and I wouldn't cheat on you."

Hopeful brown eyes searched Sean's own fierce blue. "You still love me? Even after what I've done, you still love me?"

"If I didn't, would I still be here?"

Matt immediately leaned forward, kissing Sean passionately, as if he were trying to pour his very soul into the kiss. "Thank you, thank you. I love you."

Sean allowed Matt to rain kisses on him for several minutes before he finally called a halt to it. "We still need to discuss Shannon. I promised him I would talk to you about having a stable."

"I...I get the choice? After...Master, I don't have the right..."

Sean gripped his chin and forced Matt to meet his gaze. "You have the rights I give you. I've told you what Shannon wants and I've told you my feelings on it. Now, you tell me and don't even think about lying to me or just telling me what I want to hear. I don't want you to ever do that again. All it causes is trouble."

"I love you, and, if you want him, I will welcome him as a stable brother. Just keep me too."

Sean searched Matt's eyes. "You are ok with this, completely ok."

"You love me. I'm ok with anything you want."

Sean let go of the leash, running his hands through Matt's long black curls, smiling as his lover closed his eyes in pleasure, leaning back into the touch. Tangling his hands in the midnight silk, Sean dragged Matt's mouth down to his, plundering it, taking what he wanted and Matt gave him everything, pressing against him in need and love. Breaking apart to breath, Sean prodded Matt off his lap. "C'mon, baby, it's time to meet your stable brother. I've ignored him long enough."

Matt was reluctant to remove himself from Sean's embrace but was even more reluctant to disobey when his master had so easily forgiven him. Picking up the leash again, Sean instructed the smaller man to heel once again and led him out to the front room where Dave was watching TV and Shannon was still kneeling by the door, waiting patiently.

Both men looked up curiously as Sean called out Shannon's name. "Come here." Shannon hurried over, kneeling at Sean's feet next to Matt. "Matt, greet your stable brother. Get acquainted while I talk to Dave." Unhooking the leash from Matt's collar, he smiled slightly as Matt leaned forward and softly kissed Shannon in greeting. He desperately wanted to fuck them both into the bed. Two weeks away from Matt and a week and a half of being teased mercilessly by Shannon had left him hard and needy. However, there were things that needed to be taken care of first. Leaving his two boys to sort things out, he went to sit next to Dave. "Did you have any problems?"

Dave shrugged. "Nah. I just walked out and said I was taking him to my room. What were Jeff and Lita gonna do? They'd been offerin' him."

"And Evolution?"

Dave shook his head. "They're good guys. They didn't give me any problems."

Sean nodded. "Good. Y'know, I'm going to kick Jeff's ass."

Dave did not look surprised. "You better, fucking around with your sub like that."

"Yeah, I'm also gonna have to take Matt to a tattoo parlor. This is fucked up, Dave."

Dave shrugged, "You know I got your back, you know that, just let me know what you need. Got any ideas?"

Sean smiled at his old friend. "I'm just getting over wanting to kill someone. But, I got some ideas."

Dave looked like he was about to say something else when someone new stormed into the room and the largest Evolution member immediately stood up with a muttered, "Oh, fuck."

Sean looked over to see Rob Van Dam glaring at Matt and Dave with equal anger. "What's going on?"

Dave was already moving toward the angry brunette as Sean also stood, calling Matt and Shannon over to himself. "Rob, don't start. It's not..."

"It's not what," The shorter man demanded turning on Dave with absolutely no fear. "I mean what could it be? You spend the night with Amy's black-haired..."

Dave interrupted before Rob could finish the sentence. "Shut up before you say something you'll regret."

"Fuck you! I'll say whatever I want."

Dave was towering over the smaller man as he yelled down at him, "Will you just shut up and let me explain a few things."

The brunette smirked as he challenged, "Make me."

Sean watched in confusion as Dave smiled and made a grab for the smaller man only to be blocked and have to quickly dodge a well-placed snap kick. The sparring continued for several minutes before Dave managed to knock Rob off his feet. Pouncing on the martial artist as soon as he hit the ground, he pinned Rob's wrists to the floor and leaned in to kiss the smaller man brutally. Rob responded by pressing up into Dave's body, obviously enjoying the hard, demanding touches. Dave transferred his hold, trapping both wrists in one hand and ran his other hand down the Rob's body, stroking and caressing until his lover was moaning loudly, muffling the sounds with his mouth as he grabbed Rob's leg, wrapping it around his waist, obviously lost in the man beneath him.

Shannon and Matt's eyes were wide and dark from watching and they had both taken to caressing Sean's thighs and hips from their position of kneeling on either side of him and Sean moaned lightly from the attention, letting his hands rest on their heads as he cleared his throat. "Would you two like some privacy or maybe give us some?"

Dave looked up, only just remembering that he and his lover were not alone. "I don't know, let me check." He turned to stare down into passion filled hazel eyes. "Are you gonna behave?"

Rob lifted his head to nuzzle at Dave's jaw. "As long as we have company."

Dave lightly bit Rob's lower lip with a growl before standing up and pulling the smaller man upright as well and led him over to a chair. Sitting down he yanked Rob down into his lap, holding him tightly as Sean took over the couch, Matt and Shannon curled up against his sides. Rob looked over at Matt curiously and the black-haired man hid his face in Matt's shoulder, ashamed. Sean noticed this and kissed his lover's hair, rubbing Matt's back in comfort, before looking at Dave. "So, when did this happen?"

"The night before Armageddon. How do you think Randy's been keeping his belt?" He captured Rob's mouth in another hard kiss. "So, what have you been hearing, baby? What're the gossips saying out there?"

"They're saying Jeff and Amy bought their way into Evolution with Matt and that he's been in here with you all night. The Doms are wondering what's gonna be done with him once Jeff and Amy have what they want and it doesn't sound good. Matt's been marked as a whore. Not even the Subs wanna be near him now. They say he's obviously not as good as his pedigree says he should be or his Dom wouldn't treat him like this. The vanilla group are dreading what'll happen when Amy becomes part of Evolution 'cause they think you guys will beat on the other Divas. Oh, and Jeff came in this morning with a big grin and he inferred that he might be world champion soon, if Matt lasts with Hunter as long as he lasted with you." During Rob's litany, Matt had crawled into Sean's lap clinging to the big man in despair and Sean had held him tightly as he felt silent tears falling on his neck. Shannon leaned against Sean's shoulder, his arms also wrapped tightly around his childhood friend and the martial artist looked at all of them apologetically. "Sorry, but that's what I heard."

Dave gripped his chin, holding him still as he kissed him deeply, stroking Rob's long brown hair. "It's ok, baby, you did what I asked." He looked over at Sean. "At least you know what you're up against."

"I don't like this, Dave." Sean's eyes were filled with a deep hatred. "It's gonna take alot to stop this but it's gonna be hard. I need to be here but I'm still stuck on Smackdown. If I was here, I could stop this really easy."

Dave nodded. "If you were here, this wouldn't have started. You'd have put Amy in her place."

"Hey!" Everyone looked up at Rob's excited exclamation. "I know! Vince thinks Raw needs more faces because everyone here is pretty much a heel and Shannon's a total face and Sean can be either, so why not talk Hunter and Ric into talking Vince into bringing them over here."

Dave nodded. "Yeah, that'll work."

Sean agreed but he was still worried. "Problem is, it'll take some time and I can't watch Matt while I'm not here."

"I'll watch him for you."

"Dave, you can't watch him most of the time. Besides, it'll only make it harder for him 'cause it'll look like Amy and Jeff are right."

Rob was looking around curiously. "I'm confused. I thought he was Amy's sub."

Dave only shrugged in answer and Shannon looked at Sean in curiosity. Matt was still hiding in Sean and Shannon's embrace so the shaggy haired brunette Dom answered for him. "She collared him a long time ago. Then, she let him go but didn't uncollar him and he can't remove it himself."

Rob nodded in sympathy. "Yeah, I can understand that."

"Yeah, well, my opinion is she set him free when she let him go the first time. He took my collar and that makes him mine. I'm getting rid of her fucking collar today." Sean looked fiercely dangerous as he tightened his hold on the two men in his arms. "These two are mine and no one's fucking with them anymore."

Rob smiled as he snuggled into Dave's chest. "That's cool. Look, I'll look out for him and no one'll know anything."

Dave looked at him strangely, "What?"

Rob just smirked. "Hey, I've kept you a secret so far. He'll just travel with me and I'll tell people I'm watchin' him for my Dom. No one needs to know anything else. 'Sides, they're starting to bitch about me not having a travel partner again. This way, no one else finds out what's going on and I get a travel partner who already knows where I'm sneaking off to and Matt doesn't get a worse reputation because no one'll know if he's got a Dom or not."

Sean liked the plan and he nuzzled at Matt's hair. "Will you be ok with Rob, baby?"

Matt nodded against Sean's throat and Shannon leaned in to kiss him quickly. "'M so sorry this happened, Mattie, but it'll be ok. Master will make it ok."

Sean looked over at the smaller, smirking brunette. "Thank you, Rob. I owe you for this."

Rob just shrugged but Dave grabbed his hips and lifted, turning him until he was straddling the big man's lap. "You're gonna take good care of my friend's boy, aren't you?"

Rob immediately reached down to rub Dave over his zipper. "What will you do if I don't?"

Dave pulled the other man closer, brushing his lips over Rob's. "You want me to make you promise?"

Rob buried his face in Dave's neck, his hands already undoing the buttons on Dave's shirt. "Yeah. Make me."

Dave smiled over at his friend. "I'm gonna take this one into the bedroom. Feel free to use this room and we'll talk later."

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