Behind the desk

John chuckled. "Are you, Shawn Michael's, blushing? It's okay... I uh... I think about marrying you too." He said, kissing his neck.

Wade groaned. "Come for me..." He growled, his climax building.

Shawn smiled, "Then what are we waitin' for?"

Nolee felt herself reach that big O, crying out Wade's name as she slumped against him.

Wade groaned as he came, filling the condom he had put on before they started. He sighed and wrapped his arms around Nolee.

John blinked. "H-Huh?" He asked, his brown eyes wide.

Nolee smiled as they laid down on the couch, Wade pulling a blanket over them. "That was...wow..."

Shawn smirked, "You wanna get married, I wanna get married, what are we waiting for?"

John smiled and squealed. "Oh my god, really? I love you so much!" He said, kissing Shawn passionately. "now you really have to meet my parents." He biting his lip nervously.

Wade smiled. "I couldn't have said it any better than that, my love."

Shawn laughed, "I feel like I'm robbin the craddle."

Nolee yawned, "HOw much longer til we're in England?"

John chuckled. "Yeah, that's what my Dad will say. He never liked the.... age difference, between us." He sighed.

Wade glanced out the window. "We're here. We should get dressed, and tell your friends they should get ready as well."

Shawn laughed, "Age is only a number and your only as young as you feel...guess I'm not to young, huh?"

Nolee smiled, redressing before knocking on the bedroom door. "We're in London guys."

John chuckled. "You will always be my Sexy Boy." He whispered, kissing him before looking at the door. He sighed. "Guess we better get dressed." He said, getting up and starting to pu on his cloths.

Shawn dressed slowly, taking extra time with his shirt because it hurt his back. He tried not to let John see how much it was taking out of him.

Nolee walked over to Wade, "Are we all goign to stay with you for the week?"

John frowned, seeing the pain on Shawn's face. "Here, let me help." He said softly, helping Shawn with his shirt. "You okay?" He asked, gently rubbing Shawn's back.

Wade shrugged. "If they want to, I don't mind."

Shawn looked upset, "No. I feel old John..."

Nolee nodded, leaning in and chastely kissing Wade. "Your a lot more of a gentleman than Jack was..."

"Well that's because I'm mature... and I'm looking for a relationship with you, m'darling." Wade said with a smile.

John sighed. "Shawn... Everybody gets old eventually. I told you i don't care if your older than me. I still love you, always will no matter what. You could be handicap and I'd still love you and be with you." John said, kissing his cheek.

"A...a relationship?" Nolee smiled.

Shawn whiped away a few tears, "I can't do half of what I use to. I watch tapes and...and I see the way I was and that hurts me John. It hurts me that the Shawn Micheals I want to be will never be again because of my damn back..."

John reached up, wiping the tears off Shawn's cheeks. "Hey... No one can do what we do forever. You will always be the Shawn Michaels I know and love. I know it hurts to watch... But you are still the Icon. Mr. Wrestlemania. You're a legend. You don't have to put you're health on the line to show that." He said, wrapping his arms around Shawn's neck.

Wade smiled and nodded. "Would you like to be my lady love?" He asked, kissing Nolee's hand.

"In a few years, the fans won't even remember who I was, just like they don't remember some of the others legends," Shawn sighed, standing up to walk out of the bedroom with John.

Nolee blushed, "I'd...I'd love to be your lady."

John sighed, shaking his head and walked with Shawn, their hands linked together.

Wade smiled and kissed her. "Good." He whispered.

John rolled his eyes. "Okay, so are we staying in a hotel or you place?" He asked.

"Wade's offered to let us stay in his place," Nolee smiled.

John bit his lip and looked at Shawn. "You wanna stay with him?" He asked.

Shawn squeezed John's hand, "Its up to you>'

John pursed his lips. "You're not helping." He chuckled. "Fine, we'll go." He sighed. "Show off, kiss ass, mofo..." John muttered under his breath.

Shawn looked hurt, "I only want you to be happy."

Nolee wrapped an arm around Wade's waist as they walked.

John frowned at Shawn. "Not you baby, him..." He chuckled, pointing at Wade before kissing Shawn.

Nolee looked at John, "How is Wadey a kiss ass?"

John smirked. "He kisses your ass." He snickered as he grabbed his luggage.