Warfare of The Heart

Sheamus watched Nolee quietly, not wanting to push her to do anything.

"Do you actually love me?" Justin asked, barely noticing the fact that he was trailing a hand down Wade's arm.

Nolee slowly moved up and down his length, rubbing his thighs and moaning a bit.



"Yes," Wade nodded.

Sheamus smiled, moaning as well.

"Really?" Justin asked, raising an eyebrow.

Nolee closed her eyes, letting her inhabitions go.


Wade nodded and kissed him, "Yes..."

Sheamus gently threaded his fingers in Nolee's hair.

Justin blushed and smiled at Wade.

Nolee pulled away for a moment, "Am...am I doing well?"


Wade smiled, "Lets get going."

"Y-yes..." Sheamus nodded.

"Okay." Justin said, standing on his toes to kiss Wade's cheek.

Nolee smiled and went back to working on his member, shyly.


Wade exited the room with Justin, seeing John in the hall. "Something troubling you friend?"

Sheamus moaned, closing his eyes.

Justin froze when he saw Cena before quickly stepping behind Wade.
"Yes. You're stupid, disobedient page!" Cena hissed.

Nolee pulled away, stroking him. "Oh Stephen...you taste divine..."


Wade looked at him, "He has done nothing wrong."

Sheamus smirked, blushing slightly, not really notcing which name she'd used.

"Yes he has!" Cena spat. "He talked out of place and argued with me!"

Nolee smiled shyly looked at him, "Are...are you close or do you want something...sweeter?"



Wade growled, "Because you treat him as if he is a slave. He is no slave."

"I um..." Sheamus said, thinking about it. "Just keep...doing what you're doing..."

"He is so." Cena said. "Even if he's not to you, slavery's where he belongs." He added, glaring at Justin.

Nolee nodded and went back to suckling on him, "As you wish."


"That is not where he belongs!" shouted Wade.

Sheamus smiled and closed his eyes again.

Justin jumped slightly as Wade shouted.
"Is so." Cena snapped. "He's not from here."

Nolee moaned, her own excitement building. She closed her eyes, panting a little.

Wade frowned, "Neither is Drew but he's still here."

Sheamus moaned again, muttering something in Irish.

"Yeah, but that's different." Cena said.

Nolee moaned and looked up at him, encouraging him.


"No. No its not."

Sheamus moaned again as he came.

"Is so. Drew's from Scotland," Cena snapped. "And he's..." He said, looking at Justin again, frowning.

Nolee spat it out beside her and smiled, "I...I hope you enjoyecd that."


"And he what?"

Sheamus nodded, taking deep breaths.

"He's from...somewhere else..." Cena muttered.

Nolee looked shy, "G...good..."

Wade looked at John, "You can say it. He's from the Moors of Africa. There is nothing wrong with that."

Sheamus pulled his pants back up before holding a hand out to help Nolee to her feet.

"Is so...look where the rest of the people we bought back from there ended up..." Cena said.

Nolee took his hand and stood, looking almost ashamed. "Perhaps...perhaps I should go..."


"And where's that?"

"What? Why...?" Sheamus asked.

"Certainly not as pages like him...You should know where...gotta have someone to clean..."