Categories > TV > WWE > The Taste of Ink
Prompt: Skin
Pairing: Shelbin (Chris Sabin/Alex Shelley)
Author: Rhiannon Leigh Black
Chris Sabin stared down at himself critically, not pleased with the sight below.
"Oh dear Christ. My ass looks huge and so do my thighs. And I'm tagging with Shelley, he'll SEE it."
Velvet Sky, who was standing backstage with him while she waited for her match to begin, rolled her eyes at this.
"Chris, you look fine".
"I LOOK FAT". Sabin insisted, glaring at Velvet.
Velvet raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, who's the girl here?"
Meanwhile, in catering, the other members of the Beautiful People and the Motor City Machine Guns, Angelina and Alex Shelley, were having a somewhat similar conversation.
"...I wish he'd go back to the trunks. The briefs, the really small ones." He mused, before sighing. “But he's too big for those."
"He's not BIG,” Angelina answered, furrowing her brow.
"...He is in a certain region,” Shelley replied.
"Oh. Oh, I see. He'll fall out,” the blonde stated. “Gotcha.”
"...and this would be a bad thing why?" Alex cocked his head, sounding confused. Angelina made a face at the mental image of Sabin’s naked ass, and exclaimed shrilly,
"YOU WANT THE WORLD TO SEE THAT?"
"NO,” Alex answered quickly, before adding wistfully, “But...he should really show more skin."
"But if he shows more skin, won't that get more attention from other people?"
Alex shrugged indifferently.
"As long as my junk isn't falling out of 'em, it's fine."
"YOUR junk? Does he know you say that?"
"No..."
The blonde Canadian grinned evilly.
"I'm telling." She moved to walk away, before yelping in surprise when she felt Alex yank her arm, pulling her back to him.
"IF YOU SAY ONE WORD, TETHERBALL TITS, THE WORLD WILL KNOW ABOUT YOU AND EY."
"....You wouldn't, Shelley."
"Wouldn't I?"
"You're bluffing. I'm telling Sabin what you said."
Seemingly appearing out of nowhere, Sabin questioned,
“Tell me what?"
“He wants you to show more skin,” Angelina blurted out, before Alex could stop her. Shelley shot
Angelina a withering look before looking at Chris, who was obviously very confused.
"...What?"
“Yeah, you look better when you show more skin,” Shelley answered matter-of-factly, grinning when he saw Chris blush.
“Oh...you think so?"
"Yeah, the briefs looked good."
From her position beside of Shelley, Angelina blurted out in disbelief,
"YOU COULD SEE HIS--"
"I KNOW you could, I was LOOKING,” Alex interrupted, shooting Chris a wink,
"And they looked damned good."
His tag team partner was quiet for a moment, and then when he spoke, he said,
"So what you're telling me is, if I happened to find my old trunks, there'd be no objections to me wearing them?" He paused for a second, before realizing fully what Alex had been saying. His eyes widened as he asked,
"Wait a second....dude, how long have you been checking out my ass?"
"Yes. And uh...no comment." Alex’s tone was sheepish, but he was still grinning.
"Dude, you could've TOLD me you were checking me out."
"Yeah, but why? Then you'd be self conscious." Alex walked forward and placed a hand on the small of Sabin’s back as he spoke.
"However, I'm tellin' ya now; you look damn sexy in the briefs. Bring that shit back."
"Oh.” Obviously embarrassed, Chris cleared his throat as he continued “Uh...okay....then I guess I will...."
Pairing: Shelbin (Chris Sabin/Alex Shelley)
Author: Rhiannon Leigh Black
Chris Sabin stared down at himself critically, not pleased with the sight below.
"Oh dear Christ. My ass looks huge and so do my thighs. And I'm tagging with Shelley, he'll SEE it."
Velvet Sky, who was standing backstage with him while she waited for her match to begin, rolled her eyes at this.
"Chris, you look fine".
"I LOOK FAT". Sabin insisted, glaring at Velvet.
Velvet raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, who's the girl here?"
Meanwhile, in catering, the other members of the Beautiful People and the Motor City Machine Guns, Angelina and Alex Shelley, were having a somewhat similar conversation.
"...I wish he'd go back to the trunks. The briefs, the really small ones." He mused, before sighing. “But he's too big for those."
"He's not BIG,” Angelina answered, furrowing her brow.
"...He is in a certain region,” Shelley replied.
"Oh. Oh, I see. He'll fall out,” the blonde stated. “Gotcha.”
"...and this would be a bad thing why?" Alex cocked his head, sounding confused. Angelina made a face at the mental image of Sabin’s naked ass, and exclaimed shrilly,
"YOU WANT THE WORLD TO SEE THAT?"
"NO,” Alex answered quickly, before adding wistfully, “But...he should really show more skin."
"But if he shows more skin, won't that get more attention from other people?"
Alex shrugged indifferently.
"As long as my junk isn't falling out of 'em, it's fine."
"YOUR junk? Does he know you say that?"
"No..."
The blonde Canadian grinned evilly.
"I'm telling." She moved to walk away, before yelping in surprise when she felt Alex yank her arm, pulling her back to him.
"IF YOU SAY ONE WORD, TETHERBALL TITS, THE WORLD WILL KNOW ABOUT YOU AND EY."
"....You wouldn't, Shelley."
"Wouldn't I?"
"You're bluffing. I'm telling Sabin what you said."
Seemingly appearing out of nowhere, Sabin questioned,
“Tell me what?"
“He wants you to show more skin,” Angelina blurted out, before Alex could stop her. Shelley shot
Angelina a withering look before looking at Chris, who was obviously very confused.
"...What?"
“Yeah, you look better when you show more skin,” Shelley answered matter-of-factly, grinning when he saw Chris blush.
“Oh...you think so?"
"Yeah, the briefs looked good."
From her position beside of Shelley, Angelina blurted out in disbelief,
"YOU COULD SEE HIS--"
"I KNOW you could, I was LOOKING,” Alex interrupted, shooting Chris a wink,
"And they looked damned good."
His tag team partner was quiet for a moment, and then when he spoke, he said,
"So what you're telling me is, if I happened to find my old trunks, there'd be no objections to me wearing them?" He paused for a second, before realizing fully what Alex had been saying. His eyes widened as he asked,
"Wait a second....dude, how long have you been checking out my ass?"
"Yes. And uh...no comment." Alex’s tone was sheepish, but he was still grinning.
"Dude, you could've TOLD me you were checking me out."
"Yeah, but why? Then you'd be self conscious." Alex walked forward and placed a hand on the small of Sabin’s back as he spoke.
"However, I'm tellin' ya now; you look damn sexy in the briefs. Bring that shit back."
"Oh.” Obviously embarrassed, Chris cleared his throat as he continued “Uh...okay....then I guess I will...."
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