Earlier in the week...
"Where the fuck is she!?" Fenris murmured in a harsh tone beneath his breath as he stood beside his boyfriend Ty West as they and several others stood on the pier on the island of St. Barts. The afternoon was a pleasant one where the sky was a bright blue and the temperature was not at all uncomfortable. It would have been perfect weather to be on the beach, just as hundreds of other tourists were doing at this very moment. It was just what Fenris's own brother Aron was doing with his Siberian Husky Kyssa at this very moment.
But they were expecting a special guest to arrive by ferry any moment, one whom they missed terribly. Yes, even Fenris missed ever since she had moved out of his and Aron's condo -- to a smaller one right across the hall.
"Be patient Jan." Ty answered as his eyes watched the approaching ferry off in the distance. Ty raised a finger and pointed it out. "See? That should be the one from St. Martin. Dani is supposed to be on that one."
Fenris folded his arms over his chest and shook his head. "Why the fuck she couldn't have taken a plane is beyond me! They do have an airport here after all! Granted, it's shit! But planes doo land on it!"
Ty turned his head to look at his boyfriend and there was a look of both adoration and incredulity on his own handsome face. He said, "Cut her some slack, Jan. Whatever happened with her and Nick, she wanted to get away and I think this is her first time on an island so she wanted to take the scenic route."
"If I known the ferry would take this damn long, I could have gotten you alone in our room first." Fenris said as he unfolded his arms and his one arm slipped behind Ty and grabbed a handful of his man's tight backside. Ty immediately flushed, as he so often did when his man unabashedly got hand on in public displays of affection. But perhaps what gave Ty an unabashed 'hot flash' was the look his man had on his face when he turned back to him and started to pull on his arm as the ferry started to dock.
"Jan," Ty asked, swallowing hard as Fenris placed his hands on his chest and started to forcibly back him up. "What are you doing?"
"Shed over there." Fenris nodded toward a row of buildings. "We have time."
"Jan, are you crazy!? We can't ... not out in the open..."
"It's not like we're at the damn park! That was one time...! We'll be quick..."
Ty laughed as he deftly swerved his body around and got away from his amorous lover, saying, "You know as well as I do that's never true! Now come on! Dani is..."
"I'm here!" Came the telltale call, the voice familiar to them both as Dani Weston was the first to rush off of the ferry and dropped her bags before she collided into the powerful arms of Ty West, hugging him for all he was worth! An embrace that Ty was only too happy to return.
Fenris was clearly frustrated, not by Dani joining them. hell! He was all for that, missing her after all. But he was frustrated by wanting some time alone with Ty, if you get what we mean. (and if you don't you have really led a very secluded life!) But his dour expression shifted to a half-smile as Dani let go of Ty and immediately "the White Wolf" found the young woman jumping into his arms, wrapping him tightly around the neck as if it had been forever since she had seen "her hero" last. And if it had been awhile, in fact. Fenris was never that much of an affectionate sort, at least not where family and his man wasn't concerned. But he did return the embrace, albeit a tad stiff, knowing whatever the reason was for her joining them, she needed it.
Ty gave her a light kiss on the top of her head as Fenris was (of course) the first to release the hug and Fenris asked her, "What's wrong?" as he searched her face for answers.
"What's..?" She smiled but shook her head. "Nothing is wrong!"
"You leave Vegas and whatever the fuck his name is and 'nothing' is wrong?" Fenris frowned but kept his one arm around her shoulder in a "big brother" protective gesture that did not go unnoticed as Ty lifted her dropped luggage into his own grasp. He went on, "You're full of shit!"
But rather than flush or act discomforted, Dani just rolled her eyes and shook her head. Having lived for months beneath the same roof as this volatile individual, she was all too used to his random outbursts. Even though the turning of heads turning in their direction at his verbal outburst did cause her to flush just a hint before a hard look from the Icelandic star gave the strangers cause to turn away.
Ty joined them and said calmly, "C'mon Jan, she's not here to be interrogated." He smiled down at her, offering her a bit of comfort. "She's here to join us for some fun and just relax."
"And to watch you..." She tweaked Fenris's nose, causing him to grit his teeth and practically snap at her fingers. "... win a match!"
That little statement mollified Fenris just enough that they left the pier calmly, but both Ty and Dani knowing that sooner or later, Fenris would have answers if there were any to be had.
Later....
What Dani really needed was to simply relax, and when in paradise, what better way to relax than to spend the day at the beach? Sunning yourself on the sandy beach? Swimming in the beautiful waters off the shore? Dani wanted to experience it all and Fenris and Ty were only too happy to oblige. Then when Aron led Dani and Kyssa to a small stand that was serving ice cream, Ty joined Fenris who was laying back on a towel, his head propped up on a sandbar. His eyes were hidden by his shades and Ty could swear he actually appeared to be calm as he relaxed under the blue sky and warm rays of the sun, baking his skin to a golden brown.
And no sooner did Ty drop down on his own beach towel beside his man than did Fenris quickly roll over and grab him by the back of the head, pulling him in for a rough kiss! Ty, startled but no less pleased by the action, returned the favor but once they separated, Ty was blushing which always gave Fenris a sense of diabolical pleasure.
"Let's call it a day." Fenris said in his husky, Icelandic accent, and Ty frowned.
"Call it a day?" He repeated. "It's only past noon! Why do you want to... oh. Oh!" Now he really was blushing by the intent and the lecherous smile on Fenris's face didn't help matters any. Ty was just about to agree, or at least find a way to escape to their room for an hour or two, when Kyssa skidded to a halt, sending sand flying everywhere!
Fenris cursed, brushing himself off as Dani grabbed both men by the wrist. "Come on!" She exclaimed in her perpetually excited manner. "Let's go swimming!"
Ty smiled, allowing himself to be brought back up to his feet and Fenris just fell back against his resting spot, cock blocked again! It was a good thing his eyes were hidden behind his shades but a bad thing he was wearing small swim trunks.
Ty said, "We just got out of the water!" To which Dani replied, "You can't be on a beach and not get in the water!"
"Think again." Fenris exclaimed, trying to hide his frustration from the tone of his voice. "I'll go later."
"You sure?"
But Fenris waved them off and tried to relax again and think of something else, anything else. The warm sun and sound of the water soon lulled him to sleep....
And some time later he woke up and found he was unable to move. He struggled but couldn't even lift his arms to take off his glasses as he was currently buried in a mound of sand!
"What the fuck!?" And Dani's head shot up, eyes wide as he had suddenly awoken!
"Come on Dani..." Ty said with a devilish grin, pulling her to her feet. "Let's go get something to eat." And he swiftly escorted her away as Fenris continued to struggle under the sand...
"Ty!"
And Kyssa trotted up and started licking her master's exposed face.
"TY!!!"
The sun was finally setting as the weekend approached at St. Barts, and the man known in both professional wrestling circles as well as the fighting cages of the Mixed Martial Arts scene as "the White Wolf" aka Fenris, was spotted walking along the beach. Even at this hour, there were people wanting to waste not a moment of sun, even as it was about to set and be replaced by the glorious night sky with sparkling stars and a moon that would be big and beautiful. Clad in a white Speedo made of lycra to compliment his lightly tanned body, the former World Heavyweight Champion drew stares from some of those beach goers, both male and female, but he ignored them all as his attention was on his 'baby girl' Kyssa, his beloved Husky, as she romped and played in the surf.
"After Summer XXXTreme VII, I was actually in a decent mood. Alex Jones and I had waited long enough for a one on one fight, and when we finally go into the ring on that cruise ship, we showed everyone why it had been both a mistake -- and the right move -- to make both the fans and us wait so damn long for what I think was the match of the night! It was a mistake because, damn! Alex and I could have torn that ring up and shown everyone why we're two of the top alphas in Sin City Wrestling! It was also the right move because, hey! You don't want a match like that to just happen any time. Much like movie studios, they planned smart because Alex Jones versus Fenris was the summer blockbuster in the ring! Alex and I tore it up, and like I said before; everything I tried? He had an answer for. So I had to try something different and hey..."
Fenris smiled in 'that' way, arms out in self presentation as his eyes fell on the horizon, the sun just beginning to set over the waters of the North Atlantic. The colorful display in the sky cast a dazzling reflection on the crystal blue waters famed by beach goers and paradise lovers the world over.
"I won but Alex made me fight for it and that is what I love best! He was never more right than when he said that I literally feed off of competition, and he gave me all that and more!"
Fenris then held up a hand and begun to count off of his fingers.
"Austin. Ty. Raab. Vinnie. And yeah. Alex. My top five -- so far. Caleb Storms? Ballsy runner up! Each one gave me the competition that I want, and each one earned the one thing people accuse me of never showing. My respect! Those five? I will tell anyone who doesn't have a fucking hearing problem that I respect them and mean every damn word of praise! I'll kick their ass, they'll kick mine, them will go out and get shit faced with them afterwards! Because that is just how I roll! But after facing a man like Alex, I was wondering what I could possibly do to top that? Well, I just got tired of waiting and answered that myself, and just this last week I got the match I wanted for over a god damn year! Ben Jordan!"
He shrugged.
"Okay, sure. I had to play a little dirty to get him to sign for it, but fuck! I think I been more than a little patient! And when he said yes and it was made official I was elated! For the first time since I had won the SCW title, I was fucking through the roof! So I had the match I waited for, then got the match I wanted, and what comes next?"
Fenris pauses for a brief moment and closed his eyes. He drew a deep breath before opening his eyes and shook his head.
"Joshua fucking Acquin. Again! I'm not much for repeat performances, but why couldn't I have had a match like Lachlan Kane? Or Griffin Hawkins? Shit! Let Austin James Mercer and I tear the ring up a second time if they want repeats, but Acquin!? What exactly has this guy done that is so noteworthy? All I hear is how he's a challenge and he is a former Tag Team Champion."
Fenris popped his finger from his lips and twirled it around in the air.
"Well whoopty fucking doo! So he held the tag titles. It was over FIVE YEARS ago! Has he had a title since then? Has he even come close? Hell! Has he even gotten a win over anyone who even matters in all that time!?"
He held a hand up and nodded, as if relenting.
"Okay, so he got a win over Jon Dough. Two, I guess. Jon Dough... Matt Spears -- whatever. The guy is good but did anyone really take those wins seriously? Aside from Acquin, that is. After jobbing out so many times in a row, those big wins went straight to Acquin's head..."
He tapped his own temple with his forefinger.
"... and suddenly Acquin feels like he can do anything against anyone and not put in a fucking bit of effort! What, don't believe me? Just watch any of his promos and that should tell you enough. The man doesn't do shit! He hardly tries and that's either because he feels he doesn't need to try in order to pull off a win, or he just doesn't want to! And if he doesn't take himself seriously in the ring, then why the hell should anyone else!?"
Fenris noticed something from the corner of his eye and turned to spot Kyssa standing in the waters of the beach, with a small branch in her mouth. She was swinging it from side to side, playing like a child which drew a rare but sincere smile from the oft hot headed Icelandic superstar before he got back to business.
"And it is obvious that he does not. In any fighting sport, MMA, wrestling, whatever -- less is not more. Granted, least the man shows up. But every time I hear the name Joshua Acquin, I hear about all this potential that the man has. Well how about we actually SEE IT sometime!? Huh!? I don't know what got into Amy Marshall, Jessie Salco or Vinnie when they let Acquin into their little group. Were they hard up for another man so they could be a legit 'Freebirds' team, or maybe Salco just didn't want to be the one in the team that sucked the most. Who knows!? All I do know is that he hasn't done shit to make their choice justified, and it's all been downhill since for the ..."
**air quotes**
"Metal and Punk Connection. So what happens now when the bosses give Amy a break so she can actually get a win on her own rather than a loss because of him? They decide to toss me a bone -- maybe literally -- by putting Acquin in the ring with me and me alone. Well that's a bone no dog or wolf would waste their teeth gnawing on, so what the hell do they expect me to do? Pound him senseless? Tie him up in knots so tight the Scouts won't be able to untie him? Apply just that right amount of pressure until his face turns purple and you are about to hear the pop of a joint before he ruins the fun and taps out?"
Fenris shrugged.
"Alright."
Kyssa trots up, still dragging the stick in her jaws through the surf and now the sand as she arrives at her master's feet, tail wagging and flicking water in every direction. Fenris takes the stick from her and her ice blue eyes watch it and only it as he gives it a toss and she takes off after it in hot pursuit! Fenris turned back to the camera briefly.
"I could use an easy night before moving onto some real challenges!"
And he then turned his back to the camera and walked off after Kyssa...
