Conclusion De Mon Compagnon D'Âme By Amanda
	Title: Conclusion De Mon Compagnon D'Âme Finding My Soul Mate Author: Amanda E-mail: rooroo4000@hotmail.com Rating: NC-17 Content: Slash, language Characters: Rob Conway, Rene Dupree, and 2 Mystery guests. Summary: La Resistance just lost their jobs only hours ago. Can they find a way to cope? And who are the unannounced guests stumbling through the room at 2 AM?!? Disclaimer: I don’t own them and if I did…*grins* Never mind that. I do own the fic so don’t steal it. “I can’t believe it’s over!” Rob whined as he and Rene Dupree entered their dark hotel room. Rene smiled wryly and flipped on the lights bringing everything in the room into focus. Rob sighed deeply and plopped face down onto one of the three twin sized beds muttering his muffled disapproval of Mick Foley’s unprecedented decision to fire La Resistance to the cheap white hotel pillows. “How can he just… just fire us like that?!?” Was one of the few phrases that Rene could actually identify as the Kings English … or French for that matter. “I don’t know, but we’ll be okay Rob,” Rene sat on the bed beside his angered comrade with his back resting against the wooden headboard, “really we will.” His hand moved from the cool sheet to Robs warm muscled shoulders to massage him reassuringly. Rob turned so that he could look up and into Rene’s soft eyes, a look of hope in his own. He hoped Rene was right. He not only wanted it, but he needed it as well. If they lost their jobs, La Resistance would split up and that would mean he’d never get the chance to tell Rene how he felt. He’d never get to fall asleep next to him on a long plane ride or watch him shave in the mornings before leaving another foreign hotel. “You think so?” He whispered. Rene smiled and held his arms open just as he’d done on many occasions. If ever there may be a problem, big or small, Rene can fix it with a simple smile and a hug. Rob returned the friendly smile and crawled into his La Resistance partners arms. His head came to rest on Rene’s upper chest where his every breath would remind Rob that somebody cared. Each beat of Rene’s heart renewed Rob’s ambition to admit what he’d been feeling all along. What did he have to lose? His career? That was already down the drain. The worst that could happen would be for Rene to hate him for the rest of his days on this Earth. That probably wouldn’t matter anyway seeing as how they’d probably all three go their separate ways in the end… or would they? “What will we do if we can’t get our jobs back?” Asked the curious one after a long silence fell upon them. Rene looked up as if he were searching for the answer in the stucco ceiling. He chuckled softly earning a questioning look from his friend, after all this was no laughing matter. Rene brought a gentle hand to Rob’s chin, tilting his face up so that he could gaze into his deep eyes. His index finger trailed up to trace his partners soft pale, now quivering lips. What’s going on here? Rob hadn’t the slightest clue. Wasn’t he supposed to be the one dropping the hints and adding little unnecessary touches here and there to foreshadow his secret love for Rene? Something wasn’t right in this picture but he wasn’t about to complain. “I guess we’ll just hafta make do with what we have, wont we?” Rene whispered, his French heritage thick in his words. Rob’s heart skipped a beat and sped up to a dangerous pace. He gulped, then hoped Rene didn’t notice. “Wh—what exactly do we have here Rene?” He asked, his nerve shattering and his pride blown to hell. He was ready to give up everything. He was ready to take a chance. His hands sneaked onto Rene’s body and ran gently down his chiseled stomach. Rene sighed and closed his eyes as his friend touched him. It wasn’t long until his own hands grew needy and found themselves caressing Rob’s back then moving dangerously low to cup his ass in his hands. “Mmmm Rene.” Rob moaned planting light kisses down the larger mans neck. Both their dreams were coming true. They’d both wanted the other for months and they never had the courage to say so. There was no need for confessions anymore. The only need that remained was the need for love and they were receiving it by the truck load. Rob ground his hips against Rene’s creating a little more than friction. His hand snaked between their bodies to massage the growing bulge in Rene’s tight fitting jeans. “Embrassez-moi Rob.” Rene moaned digging his nails into his lovers back. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” Their eyes locked for a moment. Words were exchanged though never voice aloud. They said everything they needed to with their expressions. “Do you love me Rob?” Came a whisper, almost inaudible from Rene’s lips. Rob smiled and ran his fingers though his partners dark locks. “Yes, I do.” Was all he needed to say. “I love you too.” Rene moved so that their lips were only centimeters apart. Rene’s hot breath on Rob’s face turned him on to no end. “Then make love to me.” Rob said before gently pressing his lips against Rene’s. The kiss was soft and passionate at first, but as testosterone mixed with adrenaline and was then laced with love the night began to unfold. Their tongues tangled in a battle for control which Rene finally won pressing Rob to the bed beneath his body and showing him a real French kiss. Rene sat up pulling Rob’s shirt off and tossing it on the floor. He wanted to do exactly what Rob wanted him to do, make love to him. He leaned over and took his lovers left nipple into his mouth running his tongue over it until he had a hard bud between his teeth. Rob moaned softly and massaged Rene’s shoulders as he worked him slowly. Rene moved over to give equal treatment to the right side before kissing his lover from his chest to the line of his pants. He moved a bit lower so that he was face to face with his lovers hard bulge. He bit at it gently, earning moans and cry’s of approval all the while. “I want more of you Rob.” Rene drawled before unzipping and slowly removing his lover’s jeans leaving him clad in nothing but a pair of tight black briefs. He made quick work of those, adding them to the discarded pile of clothing forming on the floor beside the bed. Rob gasped as the cool air wrapped around his flushed skin creating a surge of electricity that ran through his veins. Rene grinned devilishly just as his mouth wrapped around his lovers dripping head, lapping at the precum and swirling his tongue around the top. Rob bit his lip and dug his nails into the cheap white sheets. “God baby, you’re good at this.” He managed to squeak out between struggles for air. Rene never slowed his pace, he only changed it a bit to show his man exactly how good he could be. He took his lovers cock to the back of his throat and sucked forcefully as he brought the pulsating member back out of his warm mouth. Rob’s chest was rising and falling quickly as his breath had tried to escape him. A thin layer of sweat had broken out on his body only adding to his gorgeous aura. Rene took one last lap at the tip of his lovers cock before getting to his feet. Rob whimpered wanting release more than anything. “Good things come to those who wait.” Rene spoke tauntingly as he unbuttoned his form fitting jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. “You fucking tease.” Rob mumbled. “Or as we say in France.” Rene paused only long enough to kick off his pants and return to a strait stance to show off his little black thong. If Rob hadn’t had more patience and love for Rene he would’ve jumped up, thrown him down and fucked the hell out of him. “Les bonnes choses viennent ŕ ceux qui attendent.” Rene finished his sentence finally getting rid of his final stitch of clothing. Rob’s eyes almost couldn’t take such a beautiful sight in. His lover was a demigod for no mortal could look this could. “You’re so damn hot.” Rob whispered, his eyes following the man as he grabbed a bottle of baby oil from his gym bag. Rene popped the lid and poured a liberal amount into his palm. Rob’s eyes grew even wider as the man he loved lubed himself up and almost jerked himself off. His hand glided over his cock as he threw his head back and moaned giving Rob the show of a lifetime. “J'ai besoin de vous Rene.” Rob begged for his lover to finish him off. Rene smiled at the apparent anxiety playing across his baby’s face. He crawled back onto the bed and propped Rob’s legs onto his shoulders. Again he reached for the bottle and poured more into his hand. He lubed up his fingers and looked into Rob’s eyes needing to be sure. “I’m sure.” Rob whispered surprising Rene. “How did you know--.” “I’m in love with you, that’s how.” Rob replied. Their eyes met once again. They paused everything just to appreciate one another a little longer, like a calm in the storm. After their bond had been severed due to dangerously high levels of testosterone, Rene proceeded to insert the first lubed finger into his lover. Rob grunted but kept his cool as he adjusted. Several minutes later another finger was added followed by a third. He was in serious pain for a moment but didn’t say anything. He adjusted and the pain turned into euphoria. Rene started to move his fingers starting a rhythm that wasn’t broken until the tip of his middle finger brushed past his lovers prostate. “HOLY FUCK!!” He shouted thrusting his hips upward. Rene grinned and removed his fingers. “I think you’re ready baby.” Rene said as he pressed the head of his cock to his lovers entrance, still tight despite the attempt at stretching. Slowly he pushed his way inside, invading the man he loved in an attempt at showing him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams. He continued to push until he completely filled Rob who lay gripping the sheets and muttering his approval. Rene’s cock ached for release so he slowly started a rhythm of moving in and out with light thrusts that gradually changed to more forceful ones to push his lover closer and closer to sweet relief. “Harder baby harder!” Shouted Rob as his lover pounded into him, slamming into his prostate each time. Rob’s nails hand shredded the edges of the sheets as he held on tightly. Rene reached forward and jerked his lover to the rhythm that he’d set. Their screams and moans filled the rooms with sounds of ecstasy and high that no drug could replace. “God damn Rene!!” Rob shouted as orgasm took him over, rocking his body and tightening his walls around his lovers member as his seed coated his stomach and Rene’s hand. The sudden tightening sent Rene spiraling over the edge, filling his lover with his release. He licked the saltiness from his fingers and leaned down to clean his man’s stomach. “You taste so sweet my love.” He whispered as he finished. He pulled out and collapsed onto the bed beside of him. Rene’s head rested in the perfect position so that he could hear his lovers heartbeat. Rob’s strong arms wrapped around him and held him close. Rene pulled the blanket over their nude sweaty bodies. All remained quiet for what seemed like forever until Rob planted a kiss on Rene’s forehead. “I love you baby.” He whispered. Rene was already in dreamland but coherent enough to reply. “I love you too Rob.” He mumbled. Rob smiled before leaning over to flip out the light and falling into a deep sleep holding the love of his life. 2 HOURS LATER… A couple stumbled down the hallway toward their hotel room, lips firmly against the others lips, hands touching any part of the body they could land on and emotions running high. A key card was swiped through the door and the two stumbled into the dark room. “Mmm come on fuck me now.” Came a mumbled voice from one of the two figures as they stumbled toward the bed. One of the men shoved the other onto the bed before strattling him and ripping his shirt from his body. “What the--.” Rene raised up at the sound of the commotion and flipped the bedside lamp on. The light immediately filled the room, as he and Rob’s eyes widened with shock. “What are you two doing?!?” Rob asked, the two all very familiar men nearly nude on the other bed. “Ummm…Je ne parle pas anglais.” Sylvan said, his eyes fixed on the man beneath him. “The hell you don’t speak English! Then I’ll say it in French! Qu'ętes-vous deux faisant?” Rene couldn’t help but smile at the innocence in Sylvans eyes. Just below him the blonde smiled and waved. “Well Chris got us our jobs back… and I,” Sylvan paused to clear his throat, “repaying him.” He grinned down at Chris Nowinski who waved at the other two men. Sylvan reached over and flipped the light off and proceeded to “repay” Chris for his deed well done. Only a few minutes later he leaned over and flipped the light back on. “Umm… what are you,” He eyed his two nude entwined friends, “doing?” Rene smiled and kissed Rob. “Finding my soulmate.” He whispered before he and Rob embraced and pulled the covers over their head. Sylvan shrugged and leaped back onto Chris. THE END.