Title: Love Bites

Part: 4 out of ?

Warnings: AU, violence, slash, might be OOC (sorry in advance if it is!), and now comes with vampires and werewolves and other creatures among other things! ;D And look! Cenamus is starting to worm itself into the story now! Cenamus fluff ahead! Huzzah!

Pairings: Eventual John Cena/Sheamus (Cenamus); other pairings will be showing up later on.

Genre: Action/General/Horror/Romance/Supernatural

Rating: PG-13 for this chapter; rating will go up from the violence and slash galore.

Summary: Stephen Farrelly is known to everyone in the world as the famous Irish wrestler that goes by the name Sheamus, as to keep to the roots of his birthplace. He considers himself lucky that everyone has not even considered comparing him to the one that that he truly was: a vampire. He is a two hundred and thirty six year old vampire who took the biggest risk in his undead life to compete with the humans in the wrestling world. But what happens when someone finds out his secret? And what will he do to make them keep it a secret?

Author: Hellsing_Girl23/YamixYuugiLover

Author's Note: Ladies and fellas, I now present to you chapter four of LB! Sorry once again that this took so long to update! D: Ladyknights104, if you are still around bb, then hey, here is that new chapter! :D Also, went over 4k for this chapter! Hope it makes up for the lateness for this chapter!

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Happiness, surprise, worry, and anger.

These emotions were burning through Stephen's mind as he quickly got back his breath after he was knocked of the roof, cursing in Irish as he heard the demon clutching onto him say something in demonic tongue, but didn't give the time to finish up the sentence as he quickly snapped its neck while still midair and glanced down at the ever impending ground that was the only thing that would break their deadly fall from 1,000 feet up.

The Irishman tried to wipe away the water that kept hitting his face harshly as he maneuvered the dead body and himself so it looked like he would land on it as he closed his eyes for a moment to utter a few words in ancient vampiric tongue before he winced when he felt the magic work, his solid black wings sprouting from his shoulder blades as he flapped them as fast as he could while letting the dead body of the demons turn to dust as it hit the pavement.

The vampire on the other hand had a bit of trouble landing since the rain was pouring down and his wings had to work extra hard to keep him a float, but he managed to land on his feet as he panted heavily, uttering another magic spell to make his wings go invisible to the human eye as he went into the nearest dark alley and finally tried to rest up a bit, leaning against a wall and sliding down against it to catch the breath of air he got knocked out of him on top of the hotel roof while clutching at his aching side now.

'Fuck. That wasn't good at all…' He couldn't see if John was still up on the rooftop, but he knew damn well that he now had no choice in the matter but to tell the younger man what he exactly was, scrubbing a hand down his face as he glanced at the place where the watery remains of the demon lay. He watched it washed away into nothingness while idly wondering if he should contact Hunter about this or not.

But then remembered the man was a werewolf, so of course he'd have to talk to him anyway about this.

His mind soon forgot about Hunter altogether when his eyes automatically glued onto a pair of worried blue gaze that caught onto his presence in the alleyway, paying no mind to the rain pouring in bucket full over them as the ginger froze on the spot and couldn't help but feel his heart stop for the longest moment in fear that John might start freaking out on him or immediately break up with him…cause really? He probably had put two and two together and figured out that he was more than a human...A monster.

Though he was originally going to tell John that he was a vampire moments before he fell off the roof, he knew he had no choice but to reveal everything to John and just hope Hunter wouldn't skin him for letting a human into their oddball group...

When would he get a day off from all this stressful crap?

The man who was still grasping at the air for the ginger that was in front of him a few moments ago was in shock as he looked off the edge to see any signs of Sheamus, feeling panic rise within him when the rain made sure everything below would be hard to see. John wasted no time at all running from the rooftop to the lift, unable to stand still and care about the cold shivers running through him now as he impatiently a waited for the elevator to get to the first floor to see if there was any possible way Stephen could have survived the fall or not.

It felt like forever for the Boston native when he finally heard the lift come to a stop and dinged, signaling he was on the favored floor he wanted to be on as he slid through the opening doors and ran outside into the terrible storm without so much giving anyone time to try and stop his trek outside. John immediately ran towards the side of the building where he felt his heart drop at the sight of a slight lineout of a person on the cement that was surely but steadily being washed away with the torrid buckets of rain water coming down. He stared at it for a good while, noticing he didn't see an actual body...or the remains of one after such a terrible drop and paused only a second to think up of an exclamation of the situation until he heard it: A loud, yet pained groan coming from the alleyway just a few feet away from him.

"Stephen? Stephen!" John called out, feeling hope and concern rush through him as he rounded the corner into the alleyway to see what made the noise. His heart clenched inside his chest at the sight of the familiar form of the Irishman propped up against the wall, relieve and worry flooding his senses as he briskly made his way to the surprisingly still alive man and knelt down to cup his face with both hands to make sure he had the real deal in front of him right now despite the rain being a hindrance to that.

Dark blue eyes stared into the mixed blue-green ones as John would have kissed Stephen right then and there if he hadn't seen the pain flash across his face as he tried to get himself up off the ground.

"John…Will ya help me…Get back to my room please? I'll explain everything later, I promise." The words were panted out, as if breathing was still hard for the ginger to do as John gave him a nod and pressed a kiss to his forehead before examining him quickly for any injury he might have. He frowned at the way the redhead was clutching his side, gingerly lifting the man up in his arms bridal style as to not aggravate whatever damage his injured side had.

"Of course, Steph. Just hang in there, alright?" And like that, the pair was on their way back to Stephen's room, both ignoring the glances and questionable looks people in the lobby and lift gave them as both men were now lost in their own thoughts for a while. The silence however, was soon broken as soon as they walked onto their floor, Stephen visibly wincing while John blinked in surprise at the very angry and worried Hunter storming towards them and immediately made a grab for the ginger.

"Fuck…Hunter I can—" He couldn't get much else out as the werewolf pried him away from John and gave him an apology and a good night before he practically shoved the wounded vampire back into his room, slamming the door behind him as he gave Stephen only a few seconds to get comfortable on the couch until he started to yell at him.

"The hell happened, Stephen?! As soon as I caught wind of the demon in the hotel, I was about to come tell you, but no! I lost track of the fucker and then see you being dragged up here with John in tow; completely drenched like a wet dog no less! So tell me what happened!" The Game barked out, his angry expression softening when he saw the ginger clenched at his side with a wince and looked up at him miserably.

"Ah uh...Didn't know there was a fuckin' demon here until tha last minute when he tackled me off tha fuckin' rooftop, fella. But demons can't fly, and vampires can. So there's your answer to who won against gravity. I'll be okay, by the way." He replied dryly, having half the mind to just get up and give the werewolf a cold shoulder but didn't expect the door to his room open again, both men turning their attention to the newcomers looking worried and confused at the same time.

"Oh Shea! Are you okay? John told me about…." AJ paused when she saw her ginger friend holding tightly onto his side, glad she brought along he bag full of medicine along with her when she felt the odd presence of the demon in her room a bit ago. She called Hunter earlier in letting him know about it before she attempted to call Stephen and tell him to meet her at her room to track the demon as a team, but she was met with his voicemail and immediately panicked a bit at all the bad reasons why the ginger wouldn't answer his phone now. 'He's been abducted, the demon already tore him apart…What if he's being kidnapped right now?' But the dreaded thoughts were put to rest when she got off the lift and saw John standing in front of Stephen's door, the worry and upset look he had on made AJ wrap her arms around him in an attempt to comfort him as she asked him what was wrong.

"I…We…You won't believe it, but Stephen he…Actually survived a fall from the rooftop from this hotel! Some guy tackled him off just after we…" John paused a moment, not sure whether both he and Stephen wanted to come out yet with their new relationship. His eyes gazed at the closed door him and AJ were standing in front of as he swallowed the lump in his throat before running a hand over his short hair in frustration. "I didn't think it was possible, but he survived the fall. But all that matter is that he's okay…Though he was clenching his side as if he was hurt badly."

AJ loosened her hold on the drenched man before her as she took out the extra key she had to Stephen's room and gave John a reassuring smile, somehow knowing that ginger spice had a lot of explaining to do now he had unwillingly got John into the mix of things now. "Let's go see him then. And take care of whatever wounds he has." She opened the door as the door unlocked for them, opening it just in time to hear the last part of Stephen telling Hunter that he'd be okay and saw both men staring at the duo with surprise written on their faces.

"Hope we didn't crash the party boys. And Steph, take the drenched shirt off. From what I hear you need your side looked at mister. I got just the right supplies with me to take care of your boo-boos!" AJ excitedly clapped her hands together, earning her an eye-roll from the ginger while Hunter snorted and glanced at the mixed emotions spreading onto John's face at the interaction he was being exposed to now.

Hunter was opening his mouth to assure John that Stephen was in good care and to come see him later, but was flabbergasted at the sight of him blatantly ignoring his words as he walked past him over to the couch the vampire was on and helped tug off his shirt wordlessly. Of course the ginger was hissing and grunting from the fabric going over his head and onto the floor; but as AJ sat next to Sheamus to clean and bandage the wounded spot, Hunter could tell that the calmness John was exerting now was more than likely a way to hide behind the shock and surprise he was going through right now.

'Stephen. Hate to break it to you, but you do realize that John is more than likely going through those so called stages of denial right now.' The Game saw Stephen visibly wince at his words as his gaze went to the man in question, trying not to move much at the blank stare John was now sporting, despite sitting there in his drenched clothes shivering from the coldness seeping into his skin.

'Fuck. Ya might get pissed off, but I'm going to have to explain what happened…And possibly expose my true nature to him.' Stephen turned his gaze to John to Hunter as the werewolf let out a sudden noise of surprise at his suggestion, but otherwise continued to mentally speak to him. 'Here's hoping he'll take it well…'

"Alright! Good as new, fella!" April broke their train of thoughts as all three men watched as she patted Stephen's bandaged side before getting up and skipping off towards the door. "Take care boys! I gotta go! The boyfriend is awaiting for me!" And with that, AJ took her leave, leaving the men to stare at the close door now for a good few moments until John surprised both Hunter and Stephen as he stood up and went towards the door as well.

"I…Need time to think about what just happened. Steph-" John paused mid-sentence when he felt a cool hand wrap around his wrist to prevent him from leaving the room, mind still reeling from the events that had happened tonight as he turned to see Sheamus giving him a worried look as the ginger pecked Cena on the lips before letting his wrist go.

"I'm sorry...For everything tonight. I dunno if you will change your mind about…Dating me now or when I explain everything to you, but give me a chance to…tell you my secrets? It'll be hard to believe, but-" Sheamus blinked in surprise when a finger was pressed to his lips, glancing at John as he knitted his eyebrows together as the man gently tugged him back into the room to sit down with him on the couch once more. The redhead glanced over at Hunter, twitching at how it seemed the werewolf was about to pull a fast one and leave again and decided to wave him off before he got questioned by Hunter even further.

The werewolf took the gesture as one to bow out now and question the vampire later, giving both men a nod of farewell before him bid them both goodnight as he left the room quickly, returning back to his wife and kids to report to Stephanie and hope she wouldn't give him too much of an earful for being late back home. Soon it was just John and Sheamus sitting together in the silence of the ginger's room, the latter fidgeting a bit and soon forced himself to gaze at the younger man with a reassuring gaze.

"Alright, John, let me explain…." Just as he was about to go all into his story, the Cenation leader pressed a finger to his lips once again, effectively stopping him as blue eyes gazed hard into green eyes for a good moment before John finally found his voice and spoke up softly, "You…Survived a fall off this building. How did you do it, Stephen? And for the record, anything you tell me after this point in time? I'm still going to date you, no matter what. This only means I have a lot to learn about my new boyfriend." He let his hand caress the ginger's cheek, smiling for the first time that night as the redhead nuzzled his hand before he let out a sigh.

"Alright…So when that arse tackled me off that building and had us plunging towards our supposed death-" Stephen paused when he saw John flinch at his choice of words, leaning forward to press a kiss to his nose in comfort. "Had to think fast with the storm and all around us, so I had to use these-" At his words, he let his pitch black colored wings become visible to the human eye, seeing Cena gasp at the sight of the rather large appendages coming from the Irishman's shoulder blades, "to keep me from dyin' on impact. What I was tryin' ta tell ya before ah got knocked off is…I'm not human as ya can tell, John." Stephen had to pause yet again when he felt John's hand caress the feathers on one wing, seeing the enthralled look his boyfriend had as he took in a deep breath and came out with it. "I'm a vampire. Yes, those blood-sucking, red-eyed, fanged monsters that go bump in the night. No to the sparkly part if ya bother to ask. That's bullshit and so damn irritating one would even make such a thing."

John was just now getting used to the fact that his new boyfriend had wings; they were beautiful and sleek to the touch, and he couldn't seem to stop petting and caressing the feathers. But now? He was blinking owlishly at Stephen when he admitted he was a vampire, making note to get the ginger to keep his wings out more often now that he knew about them as he reached out and used his forefingers and thumbs to open Sheamus' mouth, inspecting his frontal teeth while humming thoughtfully at the fangs he now could fully see now that he knew the truth about his new boyfriend.

"So let me get this straight…I have an Irish boyfriend who is like one of those badass vampires from per say 'Van Helsing'? And of course, you must hate 'Twilight'—" John grinned at the snort Stephen gave him at that, but continued on with excitement leaking into his baritone voice, "But also have wicked fangs and an amazing way of keeping this a secret to the human eye?" He cupped the vampire's face gently and winked at him as he pressed their lips together firmly, feeling lie he was on cloud nine now that he knew one of Sheamus' dark secrets that he obviously hid so well from others. "I'd say that I have the best boyfriend ever. And before you ask, I won't say a word about what you have told and will tell me, alright? Heh, it's like you are my dirty little secret now, Steph. Except a very kickass secret I'm keeping all to myself."

The relief John saw on the vampire's face told him that he was happy as well with his reception of being exposed to his secret, kissing him once more as he soon was wrapped up into a hug.

"Thank ya John. It means a lot to me that ya won't….judge me for being an undead monster. Ya don't mind that ah…have to drink blood to live, do ya?" Stephen pulled away from the hug and gazed at John in concern before assuring him, "I won't bite ya, by the way…And if ah do, then it'll only be because ya…" Agree to be my blood mate. He froze on the spot, not wanting to say it just yet, for he wanted John to enjoy living for as long as he could before he even thought of becoming his mate. But alas, it wasn't meant to be as John was giving him a curious look and gently prodded him on by nuzzling their noses together gently. "Errm. Only bite ya when ya are ready for it." The man was truly distracting him like no other could with the gentle touches and caresses he was giving him, and yet he wanted more of it. He wanted John, but wouldn't make a move until the time was right for the both of them.

"Hey…You aren't a monster in my eyes, Stephen. And I don't mind that you have to drink blood to live. As for you biting me, well, can I ask if your kiss of death is seductive like it is in movies?" John asked, watching his boyfriend yawn and grumble at his injured side before shaking his head at him. "Kiss o' death? It's a…complicated story. If you ever agree to such a rare situation, then I can tell ya that the 'kiss o' death' as ya call it doesn't exactly involve me just biting the main vein of your neck, John. It's much more…Sacred an' erotic than that." A blush spread across Sheamus' face; he wasn't ready to talk about blood mating of all things to John just yet, but here he was trying to explain it.

"…Tell me more tomorrow then? I know your side must be hurting you, babe." The surprised, yet happy look Cena got from the ginger when he called him the endearment for the first time was enough to make John smile and lick at his lips as he tugged the both of them off of the couch and towards where Stephen's room was located at, the question on the tip of his tongue as he heard the Irishman chuckle behind him.

"Yeah. Ah can talk to ya about it tomorrow. And yes, stay with me tonight. Much rather get used to havin' my new boyfriend sleep with me than bein' away from me." Sheamus grinned at the bashful look Cena was giving him as he precariously made his wings disappear again, not noting the look John was giving him as he shed himself of the rest of his clothes to leave himself in his boxers, getting on the bed and sighing in content as he felt the bed give way to the extra weight of his new lover joining him as he curled up against the younger man with a bright smile on his sleepy face.

"Stephen?" John tiredly yawned out, the events of today getting to him as he snuggled close to the pale vampire, kissing the cool skin on his shoulder as he sighed softly.

"Yes?" Stephen felt himself start to go to doze off, which was rare for him to be going to sleep this fast as he kept himself awake long enough to hear his lover's request:

"Get your wings back out. Always keep them out when it's just you and me alone, you hear me?" John heard Stephen mumble something under his breath, and finally fell asleep with a peaceful smile on his face when he felt the vampire's wings encase him.

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AN: Aww...The Cenamus fluff is for real! But, next chapter is when things start to get bad for our favorite vampire! Bad as in Hunter drags him with him to a demon 'meeting while disguised as two disgrunted demons, trying to invade John and his personal vendetta on knowing more about blood mates, and finally Stephanie being her wicked self and turning Hunter and Sheamus into a little something else when they get back with a surprise with them in tow! Promise the next chapter won't take so damn long to get out. :P Like give me say a week or two for this next one! :D