Dave "Obsidian" Blake's Apartment

Jean's Dream

Haru pulled David back through the ropes and tossed him onto his back near the center of the ring, putting a boot on his chest to keep him down. Haru put his arms up and flexed for the crowd, even going so far as kissing his bicep to get them going.

So far Jean had found himself worrying about David, sympathizing with him after each and every hit, and so far every time he tried to help, his torment was increased by never being able to reach the ring. However Jean also found his gaze was starting to wander too. He caught himself staring at Haru, at his muscled frame, at the cocky smile, at the way the sweat rolled down his abs towards....

Jean shook his head, trying to drive the thoughts from his head. He was dating David, he should be focused on David! And yet, there was the godly Haru, utterly destroying him.....The real-world Jean grumbled and shifted slightly at conflict within himself.

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David's Dream

"Daaaaave" Jean's voice rang out in the empty space, echoing all around David. Jean suddenly appeared in front of David, hands on his hips in his tight pants and sunglasses, looking like he had just walked out from backstage. But he was smiling cheerfully as he slid the glasses up to his head. "What's the rag for?" he asked innocently.

Jean's dream

Dave's body slammed into the mat, his arms flopping limply to his sides. For all intents and purposes, he was down for the count. He vaguely felt Haru's boot on his chest, pinning him to the mat. This was the definition of being a jobber, and Dave fit the bill perfectly. He gave a small moan of pain, his head lolling to the side.

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David's dream

Dave smiled, "Oh it's nothing. What are you doing here Jean?" he asked, his gaze wandering down Jean's sexy form. He knew what the rag was for, and he needed to make sure Jean didn't see it coming. Hiding it behind his back, he watched as Jean was by the bed, looking for a moment for Jean to be distracted.

Jean's Dream

Despite David's relative lifelessness, Haru didn't seem to be finished there. He hauled David up to his feet, steadying the dazed man while he stepped behind him. Bending his knees, Haru aligned David with his shoulders and lifted him up with a grunt in a torture rack. Haru bounced around on his feet while he held onto Dave, aiming to work every ounce of strength and endurance out of him.

"Dave!" Jean called out again, running towards the ring and actually making it to the side this time. "Comon fight back! You can take him!" he shouted, climbing up and standing on the lip of the ring against the outside ropes.

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David's Dream

Jean's brows furrowed for a second before accepting David's answer and shrugging his shoulders. "You invited me over for dinner, remember?" Jean told him, placing his hands on his hips.

However, the way that Dave looked at his body hungrily seemed odd to him, and he had a sneaking suspicion that he was lying. Jean started to back up slowly, eyeing the hand that David was hiding behind his back. However, just at that moment Jean's phone began to ring over on the bedside table. Jean walked over to the table and picked it up, reading the text and immediately typing out a response.

Dave was about to pass out when he heard Jean yelling out to him to fight back. Putting all his strength into this one strike, he slammed his free elbow into Haru's jaw, hoping it would be enough for the heel to release him.

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David's Dream

Now was his chance! Sneaking up behind the wrestler, he wrapped an arm around Jean's waist before clamping the chloroform soaked rag over his boyfriends mouth and nose. Dave smiled as his other hand felt up Jean's muscular body, while keeping an iron grip on the rag.

Jean's Dream

This time when David tried to strike Haru, the impact looked like it actually got to him. Haru looked surprised, shaking his head out before an angry look replaced it. Making sure he had a good grip on his body, Haru began to spin around in circles as fast he could, no doubt hopelessly disorienting David. All of a sudden Haru jumped, releasing David from his shoulders but catching him by the throat in midair. The two of them came back down to the mat at the same speed, the key difference being the way David was chokeslammed to the mat with a thunderous BAM. Immediately Haru hooked an arm under David's knee and rolled him over for the count. Miraculously a referee reappeared at that time, slapping the mat twice quick in succession and going for a third.

But Jean had had enough of being helpless. He came charging into the ring, shoving the referee to the side before he could finish the count and continuing on towards Haru. With a look of fierce rage on his face, he jumped and delivered the heel of his foot into Haru's jaw to knock him away.

"David!" Jean said breathlessly, pushing up to look at him. The ref was gone again but David looked like he had recovered a lot better than he might have in real life. "You good?"

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David's Dream

Jean's first thought when David snuck an arm around his waist was that he was being a tease again and Jean smirked. However he gasped in shock when a damp rag was set against his mouth, and the effects of the chemical made him woozy. Jean dropped his phone and his hands moved to grab at David's chloroform arm, trying to pry it away. "Whatreyoudoing" he shouted albeit muffled through the rag, squirming in protest. He felt David's hand trail along his rippling muscles, feeling him up from the tip of his pantline up to his pecs.

Dave was a little dizzy but nodded to Jean, kissing him, "Thanks to you Jean."

He finally got to his feet, feeling his strength returning to him as he used the rope as a springboard and slammed his fist into Haru's jaw with the Hulkbuster. He stumbled a bit after the move connected but managed to straighten himself.

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David's Dream

Dave smirked as he felt Jean take a good breath of the chloroform. Leaning close, he whispered into Jean's ear in a seductive voice.

"Shhhhhh it's ok Jean. I just want you to take a little nap. Don't worry...just relax and maybe you will enjoy the feeling." he said, kissing the sweet spot on Jean's neck. He felt him squirm and buck, but all that did was turn Dave on even more.

The real world dave moaned quietly in his sleep, getting turned on by his dream.

Jean's Dream

Jean was relieved to see that David was okay, and sprung into action himself. Jean reached Haru first, intending to send a flying knee into his gut. He hit Haru just fine, but it felt like he had run into a brick wall, bending down on one knee after.

Haru seemed to be back in the game again, back to his monstrous status again. He immediately retaliated, grabbing Jean's wrist with one hand and placing his palm on his shoulder. Haru twisted the arm and pulled the wrist, pushing on his shoulder so hard Jean was sure it was going to pop out of it's socket. Jean yelped in pain, unable to get up not slip his wrist free.

And to his rescue quickly came David, already in the process of using one of his finishers. The Hulkbuster seemed aptly named to be used on a hulk of a person like Haru, and it lived up to his name. After his fist came smashing into Haru he stumbled back into the ropes, losing his grip on Jean's arm.

Jean stood back up, gripping his pained shoulder with gritted teeth. "Let's kick his ass" he said to David with a grin, feeling better, more energetic as he began to work in tandem with Dave.

While they were speaking, Haru was ready for some payback for that finisher. He used the ropes to catapult himself forward and held his arms out aiming for a double clothesline.

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David's Dream

Jean was confused by what David was saying and what he was doing. Unable to escape David's grip, his fingers clawed against the rag trying to get a breath of fresh air. However his lungs were burning for air and he felt like he couldn't hold his breath much longer.

David began to kiss at the sensitive areas of Jean's neck, making him unconsciously moan and gasp, inhaling more of the chloroform and weakening further. His resistance weakened further as he felt his eyes start to flutter, and his pawing at David's arms got weaker and weaker. It wouldn't be another ten seconds till he was knocked out and even more helpless in his arms.

Jean's Dream

Dave nodded with a grin when he noticed Haru running towards them. Ducking under his arm, Dave leapedinto the air and performed a spinning kick, slamming his foot into Haru's face. The blow knocked him to his knees with a thud, where Dave threw a series of rapid punches into the japanese man's temple. He rolled away, fists raised.

"Jean! He's down! Go for it!" he barked.

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Dave saw his boyfriend's face relax as his chest expanded, taking a deep, full breath of the chloroform. He still made an attempt to remove the rag, but it was clear he wouldn't last long.

"That's it Jean...just take a deep breath and go to sleep." Dave whispered in a soothing voice.

Jean's Dream

Jean likewise ducked under Haru's outstretched arms, lashing out at the back of his knee instead. Haru seemed to be affected when they both struck him, and as David unleashed a flurry of punches into his head, Haru was still upright but wobbly and dazed.

Jean took the opportunity to switch out with David and take his turn on the offensive. Doing what he did best, Jean decided to go for a submission hold. He pulled Haru's head back and kneed him hard in the back to make it easier to fold him over. Tucking Haru's neck under his arm, Jean tightened his arms into a dragon sleeper to try to choke him out.

Haru wasn't going to go down without a fight though. He clearly had the superior upper body strength to overpower Jean as he grabbed his arms and slowly started to pry them away.

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David's Dream

Jean mumbled something unintelligible in protest as Dave continued to press the cloth over his face, fighting the urge to pass out. His strength was rapidly failing and he could barely lift his arms to fight back. Eventually chemistry won out over willpower and Jean passed out in David's arms, completely at his mercy.

Jean's Dream

"Oh no you don't!!" Dave yelled , driving an elbow into Haru's stomach, driving the air from his lungs so Jean can continue the hold.
Dave repeatedly punched Haru's toned abs, trying to divert focus from Jean to him.

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Dave's Dream

Dave's smile only widened when he saw Jean's arms drop lifelessly to his sides, eventually taking a deep breath and passing out, becoming dead weight in Dave's grasp. Turning Jean to face him, he gave a gentle shove, watching the sexy wrestler fall spread eagle on the bed. Dave, licking his lips, moved on top of him and was about to kiss him when suddenly, he woke up. Dave gasped quietly, his body covered in a cold sweat, and sporting a hard on under the covers, much to his embarrassment