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The Affair -part 5-
🕑 Added 2018-03-31 17:12:47 +0000 UTC It was finally the day of Joaquin's big title defense match. He woke up and stretched out his arms, letting out a loud grunt as he tensed his muscles, breathing new oxygen into them. Wiping the spray from his eyes, he focused onto the bed to see Christina laying there. The blanket draped over her form, showing off her lovely curves. He licked his lips in anticipation as he rose to his feet and headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he left the room, Alan came in from the kitchen, chewing what can be assumed to be his breakfast. He was naked and his penis was on full display. His eyes scanned the room and he noticed Joaquin was no longer at the couch which could only mean he was up. Before he could even confirm it, he heard the water running in the bathroom.
His confidence did get the better of him as he leaned over Christina's sleeping body and gave her a loving kiss. The entire time, he listened as Joaquin brushed his teeth. A grin formed on Alan's features and he teased Christina's nipple, waking her up, but covering her mouth and explaining the situation to her. “Listen, babe, Jojo's in the bathroom right now brushin' his teeth,” Alan whispered, “He's. Not. Allowed. To. Touch. You.” Alan had an evil smirk on his face as he emphasized each word in his demand. She was taken aback by it, but a big part of her agreed entirely with Alan. For one, it'd technically be doing Joaquin a favor since he'd save the sexual frustration for his match later in the night and for another she wanted to be fresh for her new boyfriend. She kissed his palm and nodded in agreement as Alan took his hand off her mouth and moved it down her body, dancing his fingers down her until he reached her nether.
She gasped softly, but he cut her off with his lips. The kiss lasted for only a second as he heard the door knob to the bathroom turn and immediately removed his hand from her pussy and slid under the bed as Joaquin came back into the room, drying his face with a towel. “Morning, baby,” he said to Christina as she pretended to be just waking up, outstretching her arms. He walked up next to the bed and leaned down as if to give her a kiss, nearly putting his hand on her forehead to stroke her beautiful, black hair. As if acting on instinct, Alan balled up his fist and nearly took a swing at Joaquin's leg for daring to touch “his” girl. Before he could act, he heard Christina shift away and immediately protest. “No! Not allowed!” she screamed, shocking Joaquin and confusing him all at the same time. She realized what she'd just done and fished around in her brain for a legitimate reason why she denied her own boyfriend a good morning kiss. “Uhh, no kissing until after your match tonight! D-don't want to jinx you..” she lied to his face as he stood there, still confused.
“Honey, it's just a good morning kiss.. what's so wrong with that?” he asked as he brushed back some of his hair with his fingers. She couldn't find a good reason and just made up shit, “Umm..Ophelia...she'd get pretty mad you know..w-wouldn't it be b-better if we saved it for l-l-later?” He blinked and his already confused look grew more confused as he stood there, cocking his head to one side, trying to figure out what was up with her all of a sudden. She felt so guilty denying him a basic kiss even if it only lasted a single second, but she didn't want to disappoint Alan who she knew was listening attentively under the bed. “Look..I want you to do great in your match tonight..I'd rather not cause any distractions...focus on retaining that belt...we can have some fun after..I promise.” she assured him in a calming tone.
She knew it was a complete lie, but his expression softened as he smiled at her. “I love you so much, you know that?” he asked in a cheerful tone. “Mhm..” she responded as she shifted her eyes down, looking at the bed, thinking about Alan as he laid under the bed. Joaquin stood there for a second, expecting her to reciprocate the affection, but she just kept looking down. “Guess there's no convincing you..oh well. Can't say I didn't try. I'm just going to go and train with Ophi. Be back later.” Finally, she looked up at him, but he'd already begun gathering his gear and putting it in his bag, making his way to the door. “You better win..” she said as he turned to look at her, a highly disappointed and frustrated look on his face. “You know I will. Just make sure you watch it on the TV. It'll mean the world to me.” he responded sternly, opening the door and closing it behind him. The moment he left, he began to think. “She's been acting so different. I mean we hardly have fun anymore and we never really have a chance to anymore now that Alan's always around.” He sighed and took to the air, making his way to Ophelia's gym.
Upon arriving, he sees the little blue imp waiting for him with a stopwatch, tapping her foot in the air. She noticed how frustrated and confused he was and decided to show him some compassion. “Ey, Rex! Somethin' botherin' ya?” she asked as she sat on his shoulder. Joaquin dropped his bag and began stretching out his wrists as the diminutive demon bounced from his movements. “Eh, it's Christina problems. Stuff I shouldn't bring up right now..” he admitted as Ophelia nodded. “Yeah, I get it, lil lady's been wantin' you to raid the cave all this time and ol Ophi's not lettin' either of ya. It's gonna be hard, hun, but as soon as you win, I promise you'll be killin' that poonanny better than ever before!” she exclaimed, drawing a smile from Joaquin. “You know how to cheer me up, Ophi. Thanks.” he said as he held up his fist to her. She ruffled his hair and bumped his fist in return, “You're welcome, kid...now..LET'S GET TRAINING YOU LAZY FUCK! NOW'S NO TIME TO BE THINKIN' ABOUT WOMEN! BETTA GETCHO ASS IN GEAR CAUSE WE AIN'T LOSIN' TONIGHT!”
A reinvigorated Joaquin began training with Ophelia while back at the house, Alan and Christina made sweet love together. Time passed and finally it was time for the big match. Christina and Alan sat together on the couch, watching the show and both cheered when Joaquin made his entrance, dressed as Crimson Rex as Ophelia sat on his shoulder, masked as well, talking trash to the opponent while hyping up Joaquin as The Beast of the Ring. Before long, Christina had a handful of Alan's cock while they watched the match. It escalated until Alan finally pulled her over and made out with her a good portion of the match. Joaquin went down, but kept getting back up as Christina stopped paying attention to the match on TV and paid more attention to her boyfriend's luscious lips, taking over hers. Alan then muted the TV and dragged Christina away from the living room, lifting her up, wrapping her long legs around his waist.
The action continued as Joaquin went for a big move, but missed. His opponent began countering his every move and busted out a piledriver. It looked like he was going to lose the match, but he then gained a second wind and started making an epic comeback as the commentary went crazy. Ophelia kept cheering him on as he went for a shoulder tackle and finished the sequence with a german suplex. Wanting to make sure the job was finished, Joaquin went for his finisher and backed into the corner, grabbing the ropes, nodding his head, waiting for his opponent to rise to his feet. The moment he was up, Joaquin charged at him, spearing him down, gripping his waist, flipping high into the air and delivering a devastating piledriver of his own, caving the ring in. The audience cheered as Joaquin emerged from the hole as the referee declared him the winner.
Back at Joaquin's house, Christina was getting plowed by Alan against the fridge, screaming loud. They both lost track of time and hadn't realized the show was over for quite some time. Since they were in the kitchen, the also couldn't hear that Joaquin had landed outside. Instead of being loud and celebratory, he strolled over to the door and put his ear against the door. He heard the noises Christina was making, but couldn't make out whether there was someone else or not. He'd figured she was just using a toy to prep herself for Joaquin since they hadn't done it in forever. After all, she was the one who ended the open relationship and expressed desire for both to be completely devoted to one another. He decided to surprise her and slowly cracked the door, peeking in, hoping to get a good view of his girlfriend. His heart immediately sank when he did, in fact, get a good view of her, only he also saw his best friend, Alan, behind her, pumping into her as she gripped the counter.
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Celtic Cross
I can’t wait till part 6!
