Stardust Gets Stumped

Yes. I know. I said I'd give up fanfiction. But writers block for my original stuff (I'd done pretty well thus far!) and seeing Fast Lane (which was in Memphis and Raw was in Nashville where one of the characters now resides) meant this little plot bunny crept on my shoulder and wouldn't leave me alone so I had to write it. It's a one shot, spun off from When Raw Wraps.

Features TNA content and some TNA wrestlers to begin with, I apologise. It's Josh Mathews/Stardust, my babies, naturally. Much as I love my NXT baes, Samdrian, Finnade, et al, I'm feeling jaded by the multicouple fic concept and failing to meet people's expectations. Anyway enough pontificating, on with the show.

TNA announcer and Men's Fashion Podcaster Josh Mathews, also a former WWE NXT competitor and WWE announcer veteran for 12 years was sat at his home Sunday morning. It was a day off and he was reading some fashion blogs ready for his next podcast. His labrador puppy Link was perched at his feet, snoozing.

A short blonde man walked in, fresh from a morning run.

"Alright mate, thought you'd have a liein," the man said in a heavy Birmingham burr. Rockstar Spud, Josh's room-mate.

"Thought I'd research the podcast," Josh said.

"So why have you got various WWE Twitter tabs open?" Spud asked accusingly, sitting next to him.

Josh removed his glasses and sighed.

"Allowed to read them."

"Who are you stalking? Paige. Goldust. Dusty Rhodes. Eden...hmmmm."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"The brother, dad, and wife of your ex."

Josh had taken his promise ring to Cody Rhodes AKA Stardust off last month, and claimed that it had fallen down the back of his bedside cabinet. He had seen the #SweetBabyTom tweets by Stardust and assumed that Cody was cheating on him (and Eden) with the young announcer Tom Phillips. So after a toxic Skype call to Cody in January (after Cody had missed Josh's last televised match on Xplosion) Josh had removed his ring and declared to himself it was over. Something had happened between him and their other housemate, Robbie E. Neither party would deny or confirm what happened and it was driving Spud mad.

"You shagged Robbie, big deal, both recently dumped, making each other feel better. No skin."

"Shut up!" snarled Josh.

WUFF.

The blonde pup at his feet gave them both a disapproving look.

"And you," Josh hissed at his pet.

"You need to sort your issues out," Spud shrugged, "I know you've been watching Raw and Smackdown religiously. Not very loyal to Dixie now is it?"

"I'm allowed to," Josh spat.

"Just don't let madam find out," Spud warned him before heading upstairs just as the living room door opened again to reveal Robbie E, also fresh from a morning run and clutching the mail.

"Bill, bill, bill..." Robbie complained, tossing envelopes over his shoulder, "OK what's the tension bros?"

"Nothing," Josh hissed.

Spud glowered at him.

"He's stalking the Rhodes family again."

"Well Cody got the feud he's been craving for years, shame he's been jobbed out in the run up for not keeping his big mouth shut," Josh said acidly.

"Then I guess you won't be wanting these?" Robbie tossed an envelope onto the table.

"What are they? Spa day vouchers?"

"How about you look?"

Josh huffed and picked up the envelope before tearing it open. Inside were three tickets. Curious, Josh pulled them out.

WWE PRESENTS: FAST LANE PPV.

MEMPHIS, TN, 1930hrs

"Are you serious?" Josh said incredulously, "We'd be kicked out by security. AJ Lee and Punk had me blacklisted."

"Tickets courtesy of my oh-so-charming ex-buddy Corey Graves," Robbie declared, "Faking friendship has its upsides. I told him I was bringing two old buds from my fitness instructor days."

"What's the game? Scout the competition, go tell Dixie what the hot angles are?"

"No."

"No. No way am I going to be played like a pawn in your little chess games. If we're seen..."

"Dress like smarks, bro snapbacks, Daniel Bryan tees..we'll blend right in," Robbie said, shrugging, "It's only in Memphis, dude. No excuses. And Raw's here tomorrow."

"If this is a ruse to get me and Cody back together, you're wasting your time. I want no part of this. I don't want anything to do with WWE anymore."

Josh got to his feet, slamming his laptop lid down in disgust and stormed out of the room.

Memphis, TN

Cody Rhodes AKA Stardust was already dressed in his new ring attire, heart in his mouth. He could not believe he was actually getting a pay-per-view spot in Mania season to face Dustin. He'd waited his whole career for this. And this might even lead to that coveted Mania match between the two of them that he knew Dustin had been lobbying for.

It was a big moment.

He was meticulously applying his silver and dark blue face paint which resembled a mask. His red and white contacts were already in.

"Hey there Johnny Cage," came a young, female East Anglia accent as the ivory-skinned, ebony-locked figurine of Paige walked over, already dressed for battle. Her pleasantly floral perfume filling the room.

"Hey," Cody murmured.

"That costume is on fleek," Paige said, checking her makeup in the mirror, "About time you got that sexy body out again."

"Don't make Summer jel," Cody said, now applying the blue to his soft, pouty lips. His phone buzzed.

From: Sami

Can't wait to see you slay Goldust tonight! *thumb emojis* xx

Cody giggled and tapped a response back.

To: Sami

You got off Adrian's dick to watch yet? ;) xx

Buzz.

From: Sami

Ben is out with the boys. Kicked him out for girls night with Fergal *dancing lady in red dress emojis*

Buzz.

A selfie of Sami and Finn Balor. Shirtless and in the bedroom. Bags of junk food were visible in the background.

Paige peeped over his shoulder.

"Tell Samuel too many crisps will make him fat," she ordered.

"Tell him yoself bitch, you got a phone," Cody sassed.

"Alright keep your jockstap on," she sighed.

RealPaigeWWE iLikeSamiZayn wwebalor No crisps. You'll ruin your dinner *finger wag emoji*

iLikeSamiZayn RealPaigeWWE wwebalor We're waiting for pizza anyway ;) So go *water drops emoji* on RealSummerWWE *painting nails emoji*

"That Samuel is in BIG TROUBLE." Paige sighed.

"I'm sure you'll have girlfriend time to spare after you slay our lives with Nikki," Cody assured her.

"Amazed we were allowed as long as we have," Paige said, "Got to show that we can survive without Her Bitchesty CrayJ."

"Hey, Beardie McBitchwhore finally quit," Cody said.

When his longtime enemy Justin Gabriel quit, Cody had rounded up all his friends and taken them out on the town for major Brie Mode antics to celebrate. And nobody had let the side down.

He picked up a bottle of Paul Smith cologne (the same type Josh always wore) and sprayed himself with it liberally, Paige coughing.

"Jesus you might as well bath in that!" she spluttered.

"Feels like he's with me. Even if he doesn't want to know me anymore," Cody said sadly, "It's like he's died. But he's acting like I never existed."

"Getting off with Tom Phillips at the Good Riddance Gabriel night out didn't help matters," Paige sighed.

Cody had been off his face and ended up kissing (and groping) young Tom Phillips whom recently he'd grown attracted to during the long weeks without a peep from Josh. He'd regretted it the next day and tried to phase Tom back out of his life without being mean. It had been a bittersweet start to 2015.

"He even kisses like Joshy," Cody said sadly, "I was so wasted I got him and Joshy mixed up."

"Not just that, for weeks you've been grooming the kid," Paige said, "He's a cute little munchkin and a sweetie, but he's not Josh. It's like you're trying to replace him."

"Cccckkkkkhhhh."

A Stardust hiss.

As Cody always did whenever awkward truth presented itself. Or people made fun of him.

"How about we get White Girl Wasted after the show? Just you and me. Like I did with Brie in Brum?"

"Sounds like a plan, might need it," Cody sighed, browsing Josh's Twitter once more. He had Josh's Men';s Fashion podcast downloaded of course. He listened to them on repeat just to hear his beloved's voice. Closest he got these days.

"I've already asked Eden to borrow you and she said yes," PAige said simply, "So I won't take no for an answer. No Madonna on karaoke this time, right?"

"Took me to heaven and let me fall down

Now that it's over I'm gonna carry on.." Cody sang at her sweetly, in his cutest Stardust voice.

Living For Love, Madonna's latest tune was his jam these days.

He continued to sing it to her, dancing with her, spinning her around deftly. They did make an odd yet cute couple to casual observers.

And the lyrics to the song summed up his and Josh's situation.

"You're a married man Cody, stop messing with young girls," came Goldust's voice.

"Hey! Less of the young girl shit," Paige snapped.

"You ready to go through the finish baby boy?" Dustin said.

"Sure...laters Paige. I'll get a good seat for you and Nikki."

"You better or I'll be back to spank this..."

She slapped Cody's pert bottom hard.

"MEAN!"

"Damn that's solid.." Paige shook her throbbing hand before leaving.

Goldust hauled his little brother and opponent for tonight over to a corner behind a wires box. If boxes could talk...the stories they could tell about what went on backstage.

"What?" Cody hissed, "You know the finish, bad ref job, crucifix pin."

"Not that, Jamie Noble got a good look at the crowd and I think you ought to see it."

"Why? Is someone throwing stuff at Brandi...I'll fucking kill them!" Instantly Cody tensed.

"Not that," Dustin said, "Behind the timekeeping area. Jamie took a secret photo. Sent it to me." He removed his phone from inside his suit and unlocked it to show Cody. Behind where Eden was sat in the timekeeper's space were three men in Daniel Bryan shirts. Reacting to the match. Nothing was out of the ordinary really.

"So?" Cody shrugged.

"Look again."

"I don't see anything. Just fans."

"The guys in the Yes! tees. The one in the middle."

"What about him?"

"Cody stop playing dumb."

"I'm NOT! I don't get what I'm supposed to be looking at? is it a ghost?!"

"No! Look closer." Goldust zoomed in a bit.

Cody's stomach contracted. His jaw could have hit the floor.

Even under the backturned snapback and glasses, there was no mistaking that cherubic, handsome, youthful face he adored.

"Joshy,...he's HERE?! But...Punk and CrayJ had him blacklisted!"

"Lord knows how he snuk in but best not go shouting about it. Vince will go nuclear."

Cody was bouncing on the spot. He scrolled across and scowled.

"Ugh. He;'s brought his fucking loser room-mates. Bet Graves invited them and he had to go to keep the act up."

"Calm down Cody...look...I know it's been a bit shit lately..."

"Are you kidding?! HE'S GONNA BE WATCHING OUR MATCH DUSTIN! OMIGOD!"

He squealed and sprinted to find Paige.

"Cody..." sighed Goldust. He was happy his brother was ecstatic about it but he was also trying to be sensible. If Dunn or Hayes found out...their angle would be nixed and both of them fired.

"PAIGE! PAIGE!"

"What's happened? You're winning?" The young English girl was confronted by a blue, black and white clad whirlwind.

"No no no...omigod guess who's here..."

"Surprise me?"

"Where's a monitor?!"

"What's gotten into you?"

"COME!"

He hauled her to gorilla where the production screens were.

"Yo," he barked at the techies, "Give us a shot of the timekeeping area please."

"Sure," one of them replied before clicking his walkie-talkie, "TImekeeping area, shot."

"Roger."

The timekeeping area appeared on one of the screens.

"Get them to zoom in!" Cody squeaked.

"What's the matter? Is someone threatening your wife?" asked the techie.

"No no," Cody said, "Omigod...look Paige...look..."

"No way..." Paige sighed, "And you've just grassed him up to officials."

Cody realised what he'd done and looked furious with himself.

"Isn't that MAthews?" asked the techie, "Vince will need to be informed that the competition have infiltrated the show. I'll radio security."

"No! No!" Cody cried, the techie giving him a strange look, "I'll pay you 500 dollars to keep this under your hat! Please? Pretty please?"

"Fine," the techie said, "But if my job is on the line Rhodes, so's yours."

"Sure whatever," Cody said, shrugging. Rational thought wasn't on his mind right now. He was so fucking happy!

Paige hauled him out, giving the crew an apologetic look.

"What you playing at?" she hissed, "If that poor sod loses his job.."

"I'm paying him to stay silent," Cody said obstinately.

"And what if he gets greedy and asks for regular payments?"

"Then I'll tell Dunn he was hitting on Brandi."

"You're such a shady little bitch, baldy.."

"Regina George of WWE and don't you forget it Saraya," Cody patted her immaculately-set long black hair.

They headed back to Catering to find a seat to watch Tyson and Cesaro's match. Summer Rae and Emma were sat by a monitor.

Paige casually perched on her blonde girlfriend's lap, Emma shaking her head and chuckling.

"Want me to go?" the Aussie diva remarked.

"Nope, I'll sit on your lap Emma," Cody said brightly.

"No...I'm fine...hey!" Emma complained as 215 pounds of happy and cute Stardust flopped onto her lap. She almost fell off her chair. Cody casually rested his white-booted feet on the table.

"Anyone told you its rude to put your feet on tables," Paige admonished him.

"Ssssshhhhh..." Cody put his gloved finger to her lips.

"Do that again and I'll bite it," threatened Paige.

"I'll tell Sami you're a tit biter," Cody shot back.

"And I'll tell the NXT trainers he bleaches his arsehole," Paige shrugged.

"Ewwwwwww..." Summer put in.

"You're lying..." Emma said.

"It's Samuel," Paige said, "Anything's possible with that little minx."

"Trufax," Cody chimed in, "Is it just me or do you reckon NAttie's getting competition? Cesaro wants Tyson's D."

"I thought I was the only one who could see it!" Emma squealed, "I thought Cesaro was dating Sheamus."

"Sheamus is away," Paige said, "Not a word from you." She rounded on Summer.

"It's a work..." Summer sighed, referring to her Total Divas feud with Nattie.

"Cesaro gets through guys," Emma remarked, "Miz...Swagger...Sheamus...TJ now.."

"Cesar-Ho," Cody declared, "Imma call him that from now on."

"You do that and I'm confiscating your jockstrap," Paige wagged her finger at him.

"Bitch I'm keeping it on," Cody sassed, "It's gonna be ripped off in the heat of passion after the show."

"Too much information..." Paige facepalmed.

"Oooh, you and the wife getting kinky?" teased Emma.

"Not exactly," Cody declared, "Joshy is here and Imma go meet him and make him mine again."

"In other words, you're going to pin him down and ride him until the poor sod's pelvis shatters," Paige said.

"Ew..." Summer sighed.

"And?" Cody shrugged, making himself comfy on Emma's lap much to her chagrin, "You're just jealous."

"Oh really?" And Paige promptly grabbed Summer by the hair and began to fiercely make out with her, the poor woman shocked but soon giving it right back to her.

"Hey! LADIES!" Emma cried, "TIme and place PLEASE!"

Cody took a sneaky Snapchat and sent it to Sami with 'Thirst Is Real' as the caption.

Emma smacked Paige's back, causing the two girls to break their clinch.

"That shut you up," Paige smirked.

Summer looked rather pink.

Cody just grinned cutely.

The tag match went on.

"Nattie looks fantastic..." Emma remarked.

Eventually Tyson and Cesaro got the win.

"See?" Emma said, "Look...Cesaro looks really jealous of Nattie."

"He's acting like a pressed sidehoe," Summer agreed.

"Tyson must pack heat," Cody observed, "Nattie's first love, he must be amazing in bed. And Cesaro's thirsty for him.."

"I can't imagine them shagging," Paige said.

"Oh I can," Emma said, "I love a bit of slash fiction."

"There's enough of that going on at work in real life!" Paige said.

"I read X-Men, Star Trek, Green Arrow and Assassin's Creed fanfic," Cody shrugged, "I've written my own X-Men slash before."

"Oh you sad little man," Paige sighed.

"Awwwwwwww...you're so cute," Emma cooed, patting Cody on his shaved head.

"Imma go tease them," he climbed off her lap, "PAIGE! Come."

"You better keep an eye on him in case he misbehaves," Emma teased.

Paige huffed and rolled her eyes.

"I'm not your bloody mum!" she complained.

"Oh now she sees it," Summer smirked.

"Hey. Enough of that!" Paige flipped her off playfully.

"No sex for Summer tonight," Cody teased, "HEY!"

Paige spanked him hard.

"Put a sock in it baldy."

"That hurt. I'm not Sami."

"Whatever. You love it you slag, now move it."

They hurried to gorilla where the too-attractive-to-be-allowed stable of Nattie, Tyson and Cesaro were gathered with their newly-won Tag Titles.

"Oh heyyyyyy..." Cody smirked, "You just slayed our lives."

"Hey man," Tyson said, "Thanks.."

Nattie shook her head, snickering. She knew exactly what was up.

"His idea to come harass you lot, I'm just the supervising adult," chimed in Paige, "My my Nattie, this outfit is very tight isn't it."

Nattie blushed. Oh no. Seriously this girl...the face licking still haunted her.

"Why don't you make Summer wear something like that?" Tyson grinned.

Now Paige blushed.

"Yes. I'm an unavailable married woman," Nattie said, melting into her husband's arms.

Cesaro scowled.

Cody saw that.

And folded his arms.

Paige gave him a look.

"I better slip into something more comfortable," Nattie said.

"Like Louis Vuitton stilettos?" Paige teased, "Let's go into Brie Mode Nattie...c'mon...now baldy's bailed on me."

"Oh? Not like you?" Nattie giggled to Cody.

"I have other engagements hehehehe..." Cody covered his mouth like a mischeivous little kid.

Tyson shook his head.

"Nat, just gonna go shower," he said.

"Sure..." she leaned to peck him chastely (another scowl from the Swiss!), "OK, count me in. Someone needs to keep an eye on Brianna around you."

"I'd keep an eye on TJ," put in Cody with a side-eye to Cesaro.

Nattie sighed. What was their game? She followed her husband away.

Cesaro was scowling.

"Least I don't have to dress like Catwoman to get him to notice me," he muttered bitchily, forgetting he had an audience.

"So when's SHEAMUS coming back?" boomed Cody loudly.

"Yeah I really miss him and his rubbish jokes," Paige said.

Cesaro went scarlet.

Damn.

Busted.

Those two...why were they always up in people's businesses? They were obsessed.

"Yo. Cesar-Ho. Calm yo thirst. TJ is off limits," Cody said.

No sugar-coating as usual with him.

"How's your vife?" clapped back Cesaro.

Paige looked worried. She was sensing a bitchfight. Not that a big guy like Cesaro was the type to engage in catty bitch-offs...no wait. She'd heard all the juicy deets about how he and FInn Balor were snatching each other's wigs in Orlando the other week. For a powerful strongman he could be extremely bitchy.

"You're turning into Miz," Cody said accusingly, "Not a good look."

Ooh. Low blow.

Cesaro cracked his knuckles and got in his space.

"None of your business," he snarled to Cody, "TJ and I haff a good verking relationship."

"I see the way you look at him," Cody replied, "You look so jealous whenever Nattie kisses him."

"You just love gossip cos you're sad," Cesaro hissed, "I do not fancy TJ."

"The King Of Swing doth protest too much methinks Paige," Cody said, pure Stardust.

"You're not subtle love," Paige said.

"And it's none of your businesses. So vot? TJ is hot. He's one of the best workers in this company. Better than Stephen in ze ring. He'd rather spend time and money on zat wretched DeLorean than on the man he's supposed to love. TJ and I haff lots in common."

"WHORE!" spluttered Cody, disgusted, "I hope Sheamus has found his own side piece in Florida. Way to shit on your relationship! I thought he was your 'amour'?! You and Miz deserved one another. MESS."

He was fifty shades of done with this now. Yuck. So many whores. So many basics. Ew. He actually dug Cesaro and Sheamus as a couple. The more he found out about Cesaro the less he liked him.

The big Swiss grabbed the mouthy Rhodes by the shoulder and threw him against the wall, furious.

"YOU...it;s about time someone shut you up!" he snarled, "You strut around this place like some damn Queen Bee."

"Take your hands off me," spat Cody.

"You couldn't take me in a real fight," Cesaro hissed.

"And you're not getting Kidd's dick," Cody sassed back, unintimidated, "Besides, he'd look like a jetpack on you."

Paige snorted.

Cesaro, defeated verbally for now, released Cody and stormed away muttering in German to himself. He was not having a good time right now. He always until now respected and liked Rhodes as a performer and because of his legacy. Now he just thought Cody was a bitch. He blamed Finn Balor as he knew the Irish NXT star was part of the clique of Cody, Sami, Paige, Summer, Axel and Ambrose. The Plastics. And Cesaro was willing to bet his Tag Team title that Finn had poisoned Cody against him in revenge for the mess of a double date last month.

The show had gone off the air ten minutes ago and throngs of people were filing out the arena. Since the Rumble fiasco, security had been tightened extensively and the superstars and divas were being escorted to their rentals in case of any disruptive fans. Cody was hanging around the parking lot, awaiting Josh without anyone spotting him or wondering what he was up to.

The TNA trio were hiding by the gate.

"Have to admit, I enjoyed that," Robbie remarked.

"Yeah," Spud admitted, "But we should hit the road. Before we're found out."

"I didn;t even think we'd get let in," Josh sighed, "Don't wait up guys. I need to do this on my own."

"If it goes tits-up, ring us," Spud said, "We'll find a hotel for the night. Good luck."

Both his room-mates slapped him on the back before departing. Josh removed his Snapback and Daniel Bryan merchandise tee and stuffed them into his overnight bag. He took out his grey and black tee that he knew Cody liked on him (and had worn occasionally) and pulled it over his head.

Now it was the waiting game. He hoped no fans saw him. It'll be all on the internet within the hour - Competition spied at PPV - ugh. So many security guards. It was still weird being back here when he really shouldn't be. The things you do for love. Next time he'd get a restraining order slapped on his ass. He shouldn't do this again. Where would he go? Did Cody even KNOW he was here?

He gulped and dialled Paige.

"Oh hello stranger," she snarked.

"Hi Paige...how's it going?"

"How the bloody hell did you sneak in?"

"God knows. Let's not...is he...still there?"

"Yes he is...where are you?"

"Outside. Hiding. That's why I'm whispering."

"I won't grass on ya. I'll get him to come outside. Sure he'll need a fag."

"Huh?"

"Fag! Cigarette...oh you bloody Yanks...hang on he's just coming now...see ya."

She hung up just as Cody appeared, his smudged face paint refreshed and still in costume. Oh Cody. He was just too bloody cute for his own good sometimes.

"Do I look OK?" he asked.

"Why have you...I'm not even gonna ask..."

"Ssssh..." He pushed his finger to her lips, "Imma go find him. Stardust Goes Hunting."

"Hang on...it's stuffy in here, need some air...sure you don't want a fag?"

"Could use one..." Cody said, "Suppose."

Paige led him out into the parking lot towards the gates. A few security guards gave them odd looks but on the whole nobody questioned them. It felt like they were going to receive drugs or stolen goods. This was so risky. And actually kinda exciting for both of them.

Cody reached into the front of his tights and pulled his cigs out of their hiding place (he was being a naughty boy and not wearing any undies now but the tights were so snug the cigarette pack stayed put!) before sparking one up.

Paige just shook her head. BOYS.

Josh could smell his own cologne nearby. He'd heard their voices and his heart was pounding. How was he going to do this? Cody would make a scene, he always was a huge drama queen...

He was expecting a massive bitch slap too.

The TNA spy got to his feet.

Fuck.

COdy was literally right beside the gate. Josh got a nose ful of acrid cigarette smoke. Terrified, he tapped the bare shoulder.

Cody gasped and froze.

"What was that?"

"Look behind you," Paige whispered.

Cody whipped around and was suddenly faced with his beloved.

"J...Joshy..."

"Hi," Josh said gawkily, "How's it...OOOOOFFFFF..."

He was almost suffocated with the world's biggest hug and pained sniffles into his shoulder.

"Yes it's me...deja vu..." Josh said.

Cody released him, his paint smudged from tears. And then suddenly he scowled, looking quite menacing in the dark before slapping Josh so hard around the face the smaller man actually stumbled and fell flat on his backside.

"YOU...ASSHOLE!" screamed Cody.

"Cody...don't.." Paige sighed.

Cody vaulted the gate and grabbed the front of Josh's shirt furiously before slamming him against the asphalt.

"What the fuck?" Josh was in pain but expected a reaction like this.

"Two months...nothing...rooming with scum...you stabbed me in the fucking back you cunt..."

"Coddles...please...stop it..."

"I haven't even started with you..." snarled Cody fiercely, "You have no idea the fucking pain you've put me through..."

As Josh scrabbled to his feet he was once more tackled to the ground by the incensed Cody. He threw up his arms to defend himself.

"COWARD!" screamed Cody, climbing off him and storming back to the gate.

Paige was facepalming. And as usual it had gone totally arse-up and she was now due a bollocking if word got back to Vince. She should leave them to it.

"What the fuck you playing at?" she cried to Cody.

"Changed my mind. Where's my WIFE?!" spat Cody.

"Oh no. You dragged me into this. You made your bed matey, you can lie in it," Paige shot back, "Have it out on your own. I want nothing to do with this."

"Some friend you are," snarled Cody.

But she'd already stomped away towards the arena which was rapidly emptying.

Josh caught up with Cody.

"Fuck off back to TNA. SECURITY?" bellowed Cody.

"Oh as usual you're on your high horse and acting like a sanctimonious bitch," Josh spat, "Why change the habit of a lifetime?"

"Why stab me in the back? Why ignore me?"

"No more than you deserved. Oh and thanks for trading me in for a younger model."

"I'm married. She's my wife."

"I meant Phillips. You think I'm stupid, Cody?!"

"Yes. You think Robbie E is your friend."

"I'm not even gonna dignify that with a fucking response."

"You just did motherfucker."

"So did you have fun with your new twink plaything? Funny how Phillips has been taken off of Smackdown since you started messing with him huh? As usual you're career poison to anyone you infect...Sweet Baby Tom...bitch please..."

"So have you been spitroasted by Potato and Trashbag E yet?"

"Grow up."

"You fucking grow up. You're 5 years off of 40."

Ouch.

"So are you done?" Josh sneered.

"With you. I was done months ago. You'll never be relevant and TNA is a sinking ship."

"Eva Marie is more over than you and your brother."

"FUCKER..."

Josh dodged him easily. He ripped his ring off. This had been a huge waste of time. As he'd predicted. He bet Corey Graves was howling his head off and on the phone to Punk and AJ right now.

But damn if this fight wasn';t turning him on.

He secretly loved it when Cody was in full-on bitch mode. Twisted? Maybe. Sexual frustration made Cody a raging monster. He might be fulfilling husbandry obligations regularly but Cody was a bottom really. Josh slapped himself. Mind out the gutter.

He pushed his ring back on his finger.

"You still here?" sassed Cody, giving Josh the most condescending stank-face possible.

Josh decided enough talking.

He squared up to Cody before grabbing that painted, pretty face and smashing their lips together. Cute moans against his lips as the bitchy rage almost visibly steamed away and Cody gave everything he had into this impassioned kiss. THeir bodies ground needily together.

Tears flowed. Paint smudged.

Josh felt his cheeks, nose, eyelids and forehead smothered in sniffles and pecks as emotion tore through Cody's 215 pound form.

"Hey.." Josh whispered.

"I've missed you so much...I thought you'd thrown me under a bus for good..."

"I was pissed at you for being a bitch..."

"Joshy...kiss me.."

They started to make out once more, Cody's nimble hands darting under Josh's tee. His chest was taut with emotion.

Josh whimpered as those cool slim fingers brushed his nipple. His cock was rock hard in his jeans. His chest was also tightening unbearably.

Cody sank to his knees.

He didn't care.

He wanted to show Josh he was sorry. And the best way was by pleasing him. And because he was DESPERATE for dick. He tore open the jeans and saw bulging briefs. Mmmmmm. Josh's scent invaded his nostrils. He yanked them down to Josh's ankles before the small man could stop him. Fuck it. He didn;t give a damn who saw them. He couldn't wait. He took Josh's hardon into his thirsty mouth and devoured it right to the base, deepthroating wantonly.

"Oh fuck..." gasped Josh, his slim hips fucking Cody's pretty face, "Jesus honey couldn't you at least wait until we're in the car?"

"Mmmff..." Cody was slurping hungrily. He needed Josh to blow a load in his mouth desperately. He expertly played with Josh's balls and inner thighs.

Josh whined and moaned, opening his legs to allow Cody's wandering hand more access. Finger him...please...oh FUCK...

"Ohhhh!" he mewled, as Cody's finger entered his neglected hole, all while continuing to give him the blowjob of his life. FUck yeah...he was close. He was VERY close. He grabbed Cody's buzz-cutted head.

Cody wouldn't stop.

Come on Josh, give him what he wanted.

He pushed Josh's prostate.

And again.

Josh was fucking his face hard now...yeah...come on...release...

"OHHH FUCK..." Josh cried out as a fierce orgasm tore through his small frame and blasted down Cody's throat. THe ravenette gulped it down like water. He always swallowed.

Once Josh was done, Cody slowly, torturously released his dick from his mouth, licking his lips like the cock-slut he was.

He wiped his mouth.

"Feel better? Cos that was fucking tasty."

"You dirty bitch.."

"You wouldn't have me any other way Joshy...that was a big load."

"Haven't had much time to jack off."

"Good cos I need another load."

"Calm those fucking hormones Coddles.."

"Nope."

Cody planted kisses over Josh's toned stomach and V-lines before moving up to kiss him on the lips, allowing Josh to taste himself. Josh could feel the bulge in Cody's tights rubbing against him as the kiss deepened again.

"Why...did you wear full costume?" he gasped.

"Cos it feels nice next to my skin."

"You're not fucking commando?"

"I might be. Hehehehe."

"Poor Dustin."

"Bitch. I wore a jock in the match. Joshy...I want you to take me...in full costume."

"Coddles...I already have...remember? The custom-made one you had...with the zip in the back?"

"I haven';t washed it since."

"Ew.."

"Heheheheheehe" A crrepy high-pitched Stardust laugh as Cody sprang back to his feet. Josh began to redress his lower half and gingerly climbed to his feet, that dull ache behind his naval that was a sign of receiving fucking great head. OK he'd really missed Cody.

He led Cody (holding his hand of course) to the public parking lot. Spud and Robbie must have hit the town. Well Memphis did have a decent nightlife. Josh unlocked the trunk of his car and let Cody put his bag in. He opened the passenger door for his beau like a chauffeur. Cody climbed in.

It wasn't a huge drive to NAshville but long enough. They spent the journey talking about the pay-per-view and Josh, with a pang, almost felt like he was back at WWE. They discussed the main event, Roman and the fans railing against him, the Rumble, Total Divas, Nikki's awesome powerbomb to Paige off the top rope, Natalya's amazing catsuit (which they both agreed was VERY Madonna), debating if Tyson Kidd realised Cesaro's blatant lust for him, before moving to the recent NXT Pay Per View.

"Barrett jacked off over Finn's match with Adrian," Cody giggled.

"Not surprised, that was epic," Josh said, "How are they getting on?"

"I think a wedding before the end of the year," Cody said, "Finn worships Wade. No...Joshy...stop giving me the stankface...it;s love...true love and it's precious."

"A bit soon that's all," Josh sighed.

"Wade's 35, Finn;s 34, they're not kids," Cody said.

"And what about Sami and Adrian? When's Adrian gonna pop the question?"

"Soon. I just know. He's getting really good with the PDA stuff now."

"And what about the elephant in the room? How's Dean? With er...what happened?"

"Take three guesses who was behind it," snarled Cody.

"Graves?"

"Nope."

"Miz?"

"Bingo. He's taken over Gabriel's reigns as Supreme Bitch. He and Graves are now friends. Surprise, surprise. Apparently Zahra Schreiber's in their little coven too. BLECH."

"TNA isn't like that, surprisingly enough," Josh said, "Austin Aries is the queen bee I suppose. So Seth and Dean...are they OK?"

"Only just patched it up," Cody said, "Poor Dean. I knew it was Big Fat Mess because I heard him in the restrooms on the phone to Zahra. So I told Dean and we got Mess to admit it. ANd then Dean spiked his coffee with Exlax. Ziggler got pebble-dashed right in the face that night. Hehehehe"

Josh snorted with laughter. What a thing to happen to his ex but hey, Miz showed his true colors long ago.

"It got better, Miz got caught short in gorilla the next night and wound re-creating the trashcan scene from Van Wilder just before he had to go out. The sounds still haunt me. Not to mention the STENCH.."

"Urgh...horrible image but yet curiously satisfying. If it;s true..."

"I was next on after him. Dean filmed the whole thing and stuck it on YouTube. Oh Dean. He can be a real bitch when he wants and I love him. I am Frankenstein and he is my monster. HEEHEHEE!"

"Coddles stop the Stardust laugh, it scares me."

"You missed it really..."

"Yes. I did. I missed you."

"I love you Joshy."

"I love you too."

As they approached a red light, Josh leaned over to kiss his beloved on the lips.

Nashville, TN

Josh barely got the key in the door before he was attacked by kisses.

"Coddles, calm it. LINK? Here boy."

"You didn';t take him? He's a pup Joshy..." scolded Cody.

"Our next door neighbor checks on him and tops up his water bowl," Josh said, "Link?"

WUFF WUFF!

A little blonde mass came bounding down the hall and jumped up his legs excitedly. Josh picked him and made a huge fuss of him...not for long because the little pup leapt at Cody who caught him and nuzzled him, talking to him in nonsensical babytalk. Once the baby labrador had settled a bit, Cody held him like a baby and took him into the lounge.

"Home at last," he sighed, slowly sinking onto the couch.

Josh was a little relieved Link was distracting Cody.

He disappeared upstairs.

After shucking off his clothes, he peeled his briefs off and replaced them with a skimpy black jock. He was getting hard already. Ha. He padded downstairs and crept into the lounge before laying seductively on the thankfully free-from-junk coffee table. Hard. Cold. But hey. Who cared?

COdy almost dropped Link along with his jaw when he saw the sultry, inked, toned, leaned elder man in front of him.

"Jesus Joshy...I almost came in my tights."

"Like it, it's brand new." Josh stroked his bulge evilly, his perfect white teeth sparkling in the light of the room as the most seductive smile lifted his handsome face. He moaned softly.

"Fuck..." breathed Cody, "Lemme just...Link...you need to go beddy-byes...Mommy and Daddy have got...stuff to do."

"Oh hell yeah," snarled Josh huskily, admiring the curve of that bootylicious ass in Cody's tights. He was definitely feeling alpha top tonight. He was going to destroy that. He;'ll make Cody top tomorrow.

Still murmuring nonsense to the pup, Cody carried him out and upstairs, looking for his bed. He placed the pup in it and pecked the soft blonde head.

WUFF!

"Stay. Go shleepy-schleeps," Cody whispered.

SPANK.

Cody jumped.

Josh was right behind him.

"Get your ass in there," Josh growled, booting open his bedroom door.

"Yes sir," Cody couldn't be grinning any wider than he was now. Oh yeah. He'd been waiting what felt like his entire lifetime for this right now. He sprang onto the bed as Josh walked in, cutting a fine figure in that black jock, slamming the door shut. The elder yet shorter man straddled him and began to lick down Cody's bare chest.

"You look fucking amazing," Josh breathed, "I love that you're getting your twinkiness back.."

"I'm the bottom Joshy...felt right...your legs look damn hot all hairy.."

"They;ll feel even better against your ass cheeks."

"Oh Joshy...fuck me."

"I'll fuck you when I feel like it."

Slow, tortuous lines continued to be drawn with Josh's tongue on those rock-solid, granite-hewn abs. Fuck Cody's body was just the hottest. Josh hooked his thumbs into the top of the very tight bottoms and peeled them down, Cody's impressive, hard cock springing free and glistening at the tip with precum. Cody moaned at the immense relief exposure to air he was feeling. This had been VERY uncomfortable. But worth it. Just strip him naked Josh. Yes...that's it, take it ALL off. No!

Josh had left the tights pooled at Cody's booted ankles before every so gently caressing inside those glass-smooth, perfectly-shaped, slightly feminine thighs. Those legs should be fucking insured for a billion dollars. Cody's scent was everywhere thanks to being encased in these tights for hours...mmmmm...so manly and unique.

Cody was internally screaming for more contact. Josh was fucking torturing him. The elder man's finger just continued to slowly stroke inside his thighs.

"Joshy..." he gasped, "Please...just fucking play with my pussy damnit."

"Did you just...ew..."

"Please Joshy. I'm so turned on already."

"I know. " Josh stroked the stream of precume and wantonly licked his finger, "Mmm...I can taste how thirsty you are."

He decided to remove the white boots and shiny black, white and blue tights completely from Cody's ankles so the beautiful hunk was now naked except for his painted face.

Cody';s legs spread apart instantly. He was so desperate for attention. Josh took a photo on his phone. One for the spank bank when he couldn't get Cody on Skype..

Cody wriggled around so he was on all fours, arching his back like the bottom slut he was, ass up and proud, posing for a photo.

"You want slutty photos, Joshy? I'll give you slut.."

Snap.

He then turned his back to Josh, kneeling up, resting his amazing ass on his calves and resting his arm behind his head, working it like a pro.

Before returning to being on his back, legs open. He began to stroke his hole with needy moans.

Josh had no choice but to get between those heavenly pins and take over.

"Ohhhhhh yes Joshua...touch me...please touch me.."

Josh slowly stroked COdy's balls and perineal area, avoiding his weeping cock on purpose. Cody didn't care. He was a true bottom after all.

Josh's fingers at last pushed against the entrance and entered dry.

"OhhhhhH!" squeaked Cody in relief, pushing himself forwards to allow Josh full access, "Please don't ever stop.."

Josh continued to finger Cody, leaning forward to kiss away his cute little wails of gratitude.

"Be gentle with me," Cody begged as the kisses were broke, "It's been ages..."

"I'll open you up when I'm ready," growled Josh.

"Ohhhh!"

Cody wanted nothing more than to fucking sit on Josh's face and let Josh feast on his ass for hours. His favourite foreplay apart from deepthroating his man;s dick was getting eaten out.

Josh removed his finger.

Much to Cody's chagrin. He scowled up at Josh.

"Put it right back."

"No."

"Joshy you owe me."

"Oh do I? My house bitch."

He roughly threw Cody down flat and straddled his muscular chest, thrusting his black-clad bulge right in that pretty face.

COdy moaned and sucked at the fabric, breathing the testosterone in hungrily.

"You've had your fill already," Josh snarled, "This ain't comin' off yet."

He wriggled around so his smooth bubble butt was in Cody's face. He had to wait until tomorrow to get his bottoming cravings sated but until then. He was going to sit on that pretty little face and get silver and blue paint on his cheeks. Mmm.

COdy devoured Josh's jock-framed ass like it was the last thing he was put on earth to do. Josh was gasping and moaning, his own submissive urges bursting forth and betraying the alpha veneer he'd created. Oh YES...Cody knew what he craved! Yes! He began to emit the most feminine gasps.

"Oh honey...you little doll don't ever stop...yes..."

COdy was glad those youthful buns were obscuring his smug smirk as he continued to rim Josh. Cody was gonna make the little munchkin drop his alpha act and accept his fate...giving his dick to Cody and not stopping until Cody was satisfied.

Josh stumbled forward so he was now in the classic bottom position - face down, ass up. Mouth greeted with Cody's hardon. He began to suck Cody off hungrily. Oh yes. Their sex life always resumed high voltage.

Cody stopped eating Josh's ass and slapped that cheek.

"Lower," he commanded, "Eat my fucking pussy."

"Yes Cody..." moaned Josh and leaned forwards some more, Cody thrusting his knees up to allow Josh access to his most private place and crying out as at last he felt that warm tongue brush his hole. Yes boy. Eat him out like you mean it.

Josh wriggled away so he could focus on pleasing Cody. He;d had his fun for now...much as he craved more attention back there...he crawled back bettwen Cody's open legs and thrust his tongue deep inside Cody's hole, holding those solid globes of flesh apart to truly give Cody what he deserved.

"Ohhhhh! Fuck yes...ohhhh don;t you dare stop!"

Cody's voice was shaking with need and desperate gratitude. He'd craved this for so long...it was like a first time all over again.

Josh never fucking tired...it was astonishing to Cody how long Josh could just rim and rim...he was drunk on ecstasy overload and he hadn;t even been penetrated yet. His cock was leaking non-stop. He was fighting the urge to just furiously jerk off. He was SO turned on.

Panting, he grabbed Josh by the hair.

"Stop..."

"Good because I don't think I can go much longer." Josh looked a little relieved. He leaned over to the bedside drawers to get out lube and condoms. ANd poppers.

He inhaled the drug and moaned with pleasure as the rush shot through his head. He offered it to Cody who also took a hungry sniff.

"That's the shit..." moaned Cody, "And no fucking rubbers. I want you to jizz inside me."

"How romantic," scoffed Josh.

"Nothing romantic about what I want you to do to my fucking ass...COME HERE.."

Cody finished with a fierce snarl as he grabbed Josh for some alpha kisses of his own, scratching down that toned, inked back and snapping the elastic of his jock against his skin.

"Take that fucking thing off and get your dick where it belongs."

Cody bit on Josh's bottom lip as he finished speaking.

"Wow..." Josh was more horny than ever and even a little scared.

"CCCKKKKKHHHHH" Cody gave a Stardust hiss right in his face. Only it wasn't cute and playful this time. It was a little more sinister.

And he could tell Josh was eating it up as the smaller, elder man tore off his jockstrap, his thick cock sprining free. Josh reached for the lube and began to coat himself generously.

"Excuse me..." hissed Cody, raising his legs, "Today if possible."

Josh squirted some lube on Cody's already well-prepped hole and began to scissor, enjoying the moans that filled the room. Finally, those slim ankles rested on his shoulders as he lined up...and missed.

"FUCK.."

"Hurry up Joshua. Or I won't be so nice."

"SHut up."

He tried again, slower...

"Ohhh..." Cody's mouth went into an O as the sharp pain crackled up his spine as he accepted Josh's entry...always hurt after a dry spell...owww...oweeee; "Please go slow baby...you're a big boy..."

Coming from a hunk as hung as Cody...but Josh knew he was thick...Robbie had said the same thing...anyway...he pushed more and more inside...until Cody's silken ass cheeks were right against his pelvis as every inch was inside the raven-haired Adonis beneath him.

Cody looked so right on his back, long, feminine legs bent, resting on Josh's shoulders with Josh's dick deep inside him.

"Oh yes...!" Cody was smiling, eyes heavy, every pore oozing relief, "Missed you!"

"Me too..." Josh leaned forward and Cody's legs fell from his shoulders, he loved fucking Cody like this...as though Cody was a woman...especially with those legs...which wrapped around him possessively and those long muscular arms clasped around his neck.

"Oh Joshua...just fucking love me..." groaned Cody, gazing deep into Josh's hazel eyes. He began to snap his hips back and forth expertly as Josh started to fuck him AT LAST...he was still in control. He might be the bottom and he might be on his back. But he was still in charge here.

Josh loved how he rarely had to work as a top. Cody was such a hungry power-bottom. Those lips were pecking against his cheek. Cody wanted kisses. Josh devoured Cody's lips...always so soft. He had such a pretty mouth. He began to pound Cody...not fast but definitely harder and deeper.

"Ohhhh fuck yes..." gasped Cody, "Hit my fucking spot...that's it...fuck yes...don't stop...MORE! MORE...yes...oh yes...fuck yeah...OH JOSHUA..."

Josh tried to kiss to stifle the screams.

But Cody bit his lip and bared his teeth before emitting another Stardust 'cccckkkhhhh'. He was determined to let Josh's neighbours know his name after they were done...oh yes...his neglected prostate was getting smashed in just the right place and he continued to cry out his beloved's name, scratching viciously down Josh's back. Finn Balor was a bottom after Cody's heart...a scratcher just like he was...

Josh hissed in pain...ouch. Cody had never been this much of a wildcat in bed. Fuck it. He began to thrust as hard as he could...Cody snaking his talented hips to meet every single thrust just as hard.

"You'll never dominate me," Cody snarled between cries, "Ohhh JOSHY...OHH YES...FUCK! JUST THERE! Good boy! Keep going! Fuck!"

He was folded in half once more and his elder partner now grabbed his legs and held them apart to really fuck him now. Oh yes.

Josh just could not get enough of Cody's hunger. He'd had to stop and edge three times already. How was Cody not spraying the room yet?!

Cody had been edging too.

Josh should have guessed by all the times he'd been grabbing his dick.

But now Cody wanted to come. Be made to come. Have it fucked right out of his writhing body.

"Fucking wreck me.." he snarled.

"ANything you say.."

Josh began to take out any latent frustrations on the willing younger man on the end of his dick. Fuck yeah. Take it Cody...come on...blow that load you little slut..

"Ohhhh! FUCK...yes...I'm close...fuck I;m close boy...you little fucking stud...stop now and I'l fucking..OH FUCK!...I'll legit kill you...yes...ohmygosh..."

Cody couldn't cope much more...the pleasure shooting up his legs and spine became too much to bear...it was tearing his body in half and he couldn't stop it...it was burning...he was this close to just bursting...suddenly...he screamed. Screamed louder than he'd done in months as his muscular, ripped abs were sprayed with white warmth...his chest...the pillow behind his head...it never seemed to stop...OW...some landed in his eye.

His legs fell to the bed as he was done. But he wanted Josh to shoot inside him. Impregnate him.

His soiled chest was heaving up and down as Josh continued to nail him. Josh knew that Cody wasn;t fully satisfied until he'd been jizzed in. Oh fuck...fuck...Josh was urging his orgasm out...why was it taking so long...he'd edged so many times...he'd come once already tonight down Cody's throat...yes...oh yes...here it comes...fuck...he continued to use Cody as a fleshlight, forcing his climax forward...yes...his abs burned as at fucking last...he cried out in relief as he went over the edge, his essence spraying deep inside the spent yet willing younger Georgia native.

"OH YES!" Cody cried, "Everyt fucking shot.."

He clenched his abused hole around Josh to take everything the man gave.

He licked his lips as satisfaction was etched across his pretty, smudged-painted face.

Josh pulled out and fell atop him in a heap, exhausted.

Cody pecked his lips tenderly.

"I love you so much..."

"I love you too..."

"I hope a miracle happens Joshy.."

Cody rubbed his toned stomach.

"Coddles...sweetie...men can't get pregnant..."

"One in a million...you never know..."

"What the hell goes through your head sometimes?" Josh smiled as they continued to cuddle.

"Hard to understand when I'm getting the best sex of my life. From the best top..."

"Oh hush. I'm not that great. You're just thirsty."

"Joshy...not everyone can make me cum the way you do. You're good in bed. Accept it."

"My back's probably bleeding."

"Ooopsie. Hehehehehehe."

Cody fumbled with the covers before lifting them and pulling them over their sweaty, soiled, naked bodies.

"My fucking bedsheets are covered in your face paint," complained Josh, "I bet my ass is silver."

"Joshy after the orgasm you just gave me, I'm all yours tomorrow...I'll top. I promise. I'll make you cum just like you made me."

"What? I didn't have to ask? Wow.."

"Hehehe...I could tell how much you wanted it when I was eating your bussy earlier. And yes. Your cheeks are tinted silver. Hehehe. Pinky promise Joshy."

He offered his hand.

Josh took it and they shook pinky fingers. Awwwwww. Cody was such a cutie it shouldn't be allowed. How was he 30 this year? Josh was 34 and he felt old as fuck right now. He rested his head on the pillow.

"EW! Your fucking load is all over the bed. You're such a fucking hosepipe...it's freaky shit."

He flipped the pillow, huffing as Cody giggled.

"Joshhhyyyy?"

Big innocent eyes.

Thumb in mouth.

"Yeah?"

"Spoon me?"

"Don't you mean jetpack?"

RAZZZP.

Stardust hiss.

Cody turned around and made himself comfy, mewing happily as Josh's tattooed arms closed around his torso. He didn't want the next 12 hours to end before he had to go to Raw...but hey, it was in NAshville.

I know, I know. One shotting made this a lot more fun for me as it was no pressure! I needed Jody back in my life even with them working at separate promotions. And Goldust vs Coddles is slaying my life RN. Joshy would always find a way back to Coddles' gold heart ;) Bottom!Coddles is my first slash love and always will be.

I'm sorry about the appearances of Robbie E and Rockstar Spud but they're so connected with Josh now I couldn't not. I MAY, depending how I feel, update When Raw Wraps soon. May. After all, I hinted at Cesaro lusting after Tyson, the thirsty bitch.

I'm sorry too for going there with the Seth scandal, obviously in this universe he got hacked and it was a different outcome...but Dean got revenge...hehehe.