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Wade Barrett and Heath Slater go to a bar. Heath Slater gets too drunk and Wade Barrett has to take them home.
Heath didn’t even remember why they were going to the bar, all that he remembered was that the drinks started flowing and the girls started crowding around him and the tall British man. Sure most of them wanted to speak with the large Brit but that didn’t stop Heath from trying to find one that would accompany him back to the hotel. After all it’d been a long dry spell for the Southerner and he needed to break it right away.
At some point during the night he’d been talked onto the mechanical bull that had been placed in the corner and he thought he’d done pretty well; 6.5 seconds was ok for some one that had never ridden one before. Still the shots and beer flowed and time lost all meaning for the redhead and it wasn’t until he found his arm looped around Wade’s neck as they shambled down the street that the bar had been left behind.
"Wadeeeee….Wadddeeee….where we goin?"
Wade purrs when Heath drags his nails against his skin. “Maybe. I might just fuck you hard against a wall. Or on the sink. Or over the toilet. All I know is that I will fuck you everywhere in this room.”
Wade moans when Heath continue to rock against him. “Hey, you have too much clothes too. Still working on your pant.” He said as he finally pulls Heath pant off.
Heath’s face was nearly as red as his hair as he tried to hold himself still so that Wade could get the rest of his clothes off. ”You got enough lube for that Brit? Are you sure you have enough stamina for it.” He licked his lips as he moved his hands down to start working on Wade’s pants; he wanted the other man as naked as possible.
"How do you feel about blowjobs Wade?" He arched his eyebrow at the other man even as he smirked; leaning in to growl in the man’s ear. "Because I want that fantastic Barrett Bulge in my mouth and down my throat. Been staring at that thing every single time you’re in the ring in those tiny little trunks of yours."