A Friendly Challenge

The moan let Jean know he was headed in the right direction, so he continued at the kiss with impatient fervor. David's fingers continues to travel along his chest to the point he found it pointless to continue wearing it. Breaking away for a moment, Jean sat up so he could pull it up and over his head and then toss it aside.

Dave smiled, kissing Jean forcefully, while his hands worked up the other's sides and chest.

Ahh yes, the removal of his shirt had been a splendid idea, judging from the feeling he was getting from David's hands working their way up his abs and chest. Jean's mouth broke away from David's so they could breathe, and his hands now adventurously clawed at the back of David's tight form-fitting shirt, peeling it slowly upward and off. Perhaps things were going a bit quickly, but at the moment Jean didn't really care. He thought David was hot and he was enjoying himself, so why stop? Sure someone could walk in at any moment, but it wouldn't be the first time two wrestlers got caught up in the heat of things while practicing alone.

In the back of Dave's mind he was wondering if perhaps he and Jean were taking things a bit fast, but those thoughts were banished as soon as he felt Jean's hand tearing off his shirt. It seemed all that mattered in that moment was the person under him. Dave tossed the shirt aside, leaning down and capturing the French boy's lips in a deeper kiss as his body pressed down on Jean's, with his arms snaking around the other's neck.

"So," he whispered in Jean's ear between kisses, " Is this what you had in mind if you won the handcuff match Jean?

Dipping down, he placed a few more tender kisses on Jean's exposed neck.

Hot skin pressed against hot skin as their now shirtless forms pushed together. Each of them just couldn't seem to get enough of the other, whether it was their hands or their lips, everything was in constant motion. Jean's hands roamed David's strong back, feeling the gentle roll and bump of different muscle groups beneath his fingers. Jean moaned into the kiss and arched his back, clearly enjoying what David was doing to him and what he was doing to David. One of his hands moved to the back of David's neck and grabbed some of his hair, pulling his head back kind of roughly. Jean trailed his lips down to David's neck, biting and kissing him softly there.

David moaned as he felt Jean's lips trail down his neck, and gasped softly as he felt the rock star's teeth bite the flesh of his throat. He vaguely registered the pain of his hair being pulled, be he honestly couldn't care less at this point. He felt Jean's hands move up his back, with the strong muscles that had knocked him out barely a half hour ago. Dave broke away for a moment to look at his friend with a dazed expression, his heart feeling like it was going to explode in his chest. Part of him could scarcely believe this was happening between the two of them.

Jean continued to work at David's neck, biting and kissing softly to try to elicit another moan from him. He made a soft sound of disappointment when David pulled away, but took the opportunity to lie back and catch his breath. The way David was looking at him suddenly made him feel self-conscious, and Jean averted his gaze with a blush. "What are we doing David...."

Dave's face was flushed as he took a moment to catch his breath, "I...I have no idea."
The boy laid next to Jean, trying to figure out what had come over them. What once started as a friendly sparring match had quickly turned into something more personal between them.
Turning his head to the side, he stared at Jean with curious eyes, trying to find what set him off.

"What I mean is....what was that? Just tension that needed releasing? Or....." Jean spoke softly, lifting his hand up and examining his fingers. It wasn't like he had never had casual relations before, sometimes things in the ring got heated and lead elsewhere, but this felt like something different. Jean just wanted to clarify things. "Where is this going? This....whatever between us? I have no problem with friends with benefits or a purely physical relationship, I just want to know your intentions I guess..."

"No....I felt something different as well." Dave answered, turning his body to lay facing Jean. "I feel that I may have some strong feelings for you...and I may want to explore that with you...that is, if you will allow it. I won't force you into a relationship that you are not comfortable with."