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Nick let out a shaky breath as he stood outside the hotel suite. It was amazing how foreign it felt to be standing in the hallway of a five star hotel. The soft lighting made the gold accents on the door glimmer, the carpet under his feet was actually clean, and the hall smelled like freshly washed linen. It wasn’t the yellow stained, smoky, mildew-filled motels that he now found himself in alongside his brother.
The speed at which everything came crashing down for him and his brother was astonishing. They were on top of the world, riding high, enjoying all of the finer things that life had to offer and then a three count took everything away. Three seconds, and their world flipped upside down. The money, their EVP titles, the power…it was all gone. It was like they were back working on the indies in the early 2000s.
No, it was worse because at least back then, they had friends. They had people that were willing to help them out. They had people that were willing to go half on a hotel room or a rental car, or split a hamburger or let them crash on their couch when things got really tough. Nick understood why no one wanted to help them and why some even took joy in their pain. The Bucks made many enemies as EVPs. They hadn’t exactly treat people the best. The power definitely went to their heads. They never once worried about what would happen if they lost that power because they never thought they would. Now, they were at the bottom of a pit with no one to help pull them out.
Except there was one person that could potentially pull Nick and his brother out of the pit.
Nick knocked three times on the door and waited for him to answer. He still couldn’t believe he was doing this, but he really didn’t have any other options. He had officially hit rock bottom.
Between him and his brother, they had about thirty dollars. They didn’t have enough money to get to the next Dynamite and they had to get to that taping. They heard Tony Khan was doing another round of money matches and they, quite literally, couldn’t afford to miss it. Also, getting to the taping meant free food as AEW provided catering for its wrestlers and staff. Nick would stock up on free catering and this is how they’d eat for the week.They had to be in one of those matches and Nick was willing to do whatever it took to get there.
Nick heard the lock click and the door opened to reveal Kazuchika Okada in all his glory. He was wearing a black robe with gold accents on the cuffs and belt, no doubt name brand and expensive, and black leather slippers covered his feet. Nick could tell he was shirtless because a bit of Okada’s chest peaked out and Okada’s hair was slightly damp with a few pieces falling in front of his face. Nick guessed he’d just gotten out of the shower.
“Nick…hi.” Was all Okada got out before Nick nervously jumped in.
“I’m sorry for coming by unannounced but I wanted to talk to you to see if what you offered was still on the table.” Nick didn’t beat around the bush. He knew that if he didn’t just come right out and say it, he’d chicken out so the words rushed out of him like flowing water. Nick watched as Okada’s eye lit up and the left side of his mouth began to curl up into a smirk but just as quickly as the emotion came to his face, it left. His face dropped into a stony, deadpan expression that Nick didn’t know what to make of. Okada cleared his throat as he opened the door wider and stepped out of the way.
“Come in.” Okada invited him in and Nick moved quickly into the dimly lit room, shuffling into the suite and over to the gray couch that sat in the middle of the room. The curtains were drawn back so the city skyline was on full display, the floor to ceiling window providing the perfect view of the twinkling lights of the city and the bright moon in the sky.
Nick heard the door shut behind him and the lock click into place once again as he lowered himself onto the couch. The gravity of the situation was starting to hit him as he felt a knot in his stomach and his palms began to sweat. He quickly wiped them against his jeans and tried to settle himself. He really shouldn’t be nervous. There was nothing to be nervous about. He was an adult, a grown man simply making a business deal. He’d made plenty of business deals in the past. Of course, this was slightly different but it was a deal nonetheless.
“Want anything?” Nick was brought out of his thoughts by Okada’s voice. He looked toward Okada and then followed his finger that was pointing toward the bar. It was filled with various snacks and drinks that appeared to have gone untouched. Nick quickly shook his head no as the other man crossed the room.
Okada sat down on the matching gray chair next to the couch and gave Nick a quick once over. Nick shifted under his gaze and cleared his throat.
“So, you’ve thought about it?” Okada questioned and Nick nodded. “And you agree-.”
“This only needs to be a one time thing.” Nick quickly blurted out. He knew that Okada was originally proposing a long term arrangement but he wouldn’t need that. He just needed to get to the next show and win that money match, then he and Matt would be set.
“And how are you so sure?” Okada asked, leaning forward in the chair.
“We just need to get to Dynamite.” Nick started. “And we’ll be the money match and once we win, we’ll be set.”
“Hm.” Okada let a smirk form on his face. He always loved Nick’s confidence and while he enjoyed his optimism, he couldn’t allow Nick’s confidence to bloom too much. That wouldn’t be good for his future plans. “You know I believe in you, and Matt, but what happens if you lose?” Okada questioned and watched as Nick’s face slightly faltered. “You never know what can happen.”
Honestly, Nick hadn’t thought about losing. He was so confident that he hadn’t even considered the fact that they could lose. This lack of foresight is probably why he and Matt didn’t make the best EVPs. “I…” Nick trailed off as he tried to come up with something to tell Okada because he didn’t want to admit he hadn’t completely thought this through, not realizing Okada could already tell.
Okada waited a beat before standing from his seat. He took the small step over to the couch and then sank down next to Nick. He turned to face Nick and leaned in closer, causing Nick to slowly lean back until his back was on the couch. Okada placed his hand on Nick’s hip and watched Nick’s adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed hard.
“You’re here because you thought about what I said, and you’re open to it, so why not let yourself go all in?” Okada questioned. “Worrying about some silly money match when all you have to do is ask me.” Okada’s hand slid up to Nick’s waist and his eyes followed Nick’s tongue as the younger man licked his lips.
Nick tried to keep himself from reacting to Okada’s heavy gaze but the man looked as if he wanted to devour Nick, and he wasn’t sure if he should be scared or complimented. He was also liking Okada’s touches more than he cared to admit but he attributed that to his lack of intimacy. He’d basically been in survival mode since July and had only managed to get himself off a few times since All In. He was simply touch-starved. That’s it.
“I can’t rely on you forever.” Nick said quietly, choosing to be completely honest and vulnerable with the man hovering over him. “I, well, not just me.” Nick started. “Matt and I have to get back on our feet at some point.” Nick remembered to mention his brother because he was doing this for him as well. “That can’t happen if you’re acting as my crutch.”
“But right now you can barely walk, you need a crutch.” Okada quickly retorted. “So let me be your crutch.”
“It’s also not fair to you for this to be a long term thing.” Nick quickly added as he felt like Okada’s face was getting closer to his. Was Okada leaning in closer to him? “It’s not like you have unlimited money.” During his time as an EVP, he’d gone through almost all of the contracts on the roster. Nick knew how much Okada was making and while it was a lot of money, Nick knew from his own experience how quickly it could run out. He wouldn’t put Okada in his position.
“I have enough money, don’t worry.” Okada simply answered. He had more money than he could ever spend. He invested his first big New Japan Pro Wrestling payday and all of his investments had done very well. Okada could have retired years ago but chose not to because he loved wrestling and because he wanted to be around Nick as much as possible. “Anything else?” Okada asked as his hand left Nick’s waist and moved to cup Nick’s cheek. He leaned in closer to place a kiss on Nick’s forehead but stopped when Nick mumbled.
“Whatifimnotgoodatit.”
“What?” Okada questioned once the mixture of words left Nick’s mouth. He leaned back enough so he could look at Nick. “My English is good, but not that good.” He teased Nick with that signature grin and Nick didn’t know if he wanted to slap him or kiss him.
“I know what you want.” Nick started, thinking back to their original conversation. He lowered his gaze because he was too embarrassed to meet Okada’s eyes. “And I’ve never, you know, with a guy. What if it’s not, what if I’m not…” Nick trailed off when he heard Okada laugh. His eyes snapped up to see Okada laughing, not the shit eating grin, not the sarcastic fake laugh, an actual genuine laugh like Nick just told the world’s funniest joke. “Are you laughing at me?” Nick huffed and turned to look away from Okada again. “I’m going to leave if you don’t stop.”
Okada shook his head. “Not at you. At what you said.” He explained. If only Nick knew how he’d planned and schemed for this very moment. His hard work was finally paying off. He was finally getting what he wanted, no more yearning, no more wishing and wanting. To think he’d throw it all away because Nick wasn’t a good kisser was ridiculous. He could always teach Nick how to kiss, how to touch him, how to please him if he was truly so bad at sex. Okada had a feeling Nick wouldn’t need too much direction.
“Nick.” Okada moved his hand from Nick’s cheek to grab Nick’s chin and tilt his head up to look at him. “I’m going to kiss you now.” Before Nick could saying anything, Okada closed the distance between them and pressed his lips to Nick’s.
It was gentle at first. Nick was still as Okada softly moved his lips against his. He was a bit taken aback by the suddenness of it all, but his shock quickly wore off. After all, this is what he was here for. His eyes fluttered close and his hands moved to touch Okada. They landed at the other man’s waist as he started to return the kiss, moving in time with Okada. Nick hesitantly opened his mouth and Okada took full advantage, pushing his tongue inside and tasting him. Nick quickly found out that kissing a man was no different than kissing a girl. Kissing was kissing.
Okada let his hand fall from Nick’s cheek back to his waist, slowly inching down Nick’s body until his fingers were at Nick’s jeans. He pulled at the button but didn’t undo it. Okada reluctantly pulled away and he wasn’t the only reluctant one as Nick leaned forward to keep the kiss going, chasing Okada for more.
“Come on.” Okada commanded before standing from the couch. He held out his hand for Nick and Nick didn’t hesitate to take it. He stood from the couch and Okada began to lead him out of the front room. He walked around the couch and just a few steps over to a partially open door. Okada pushed open the door and led Nick inside the bedroom. Butterflies filled Nick’s stomach as he entered the room. His eyes landed on the king-size bed and everything suddenly felt very real. He was actually doing this. This was going to happen. Before he could get too far into his own head, Okada spun him around and pushed him down onto the bed.
Nick slipped off his shoes before looking up at Okada standing over him, tall and imposing with a look on his face that Nick had never seen. Was that lust? He wasn’t sure. If he didn’t know what type of man Okada was, he’d be scared but he knew he wasn’t in any danger…at least not in any life threatening danger. Okada leaned down to press a quick kiss to Nick’s lips.
“Lay back.” Okada ordered and then watched as Nick shuffled up the bed and laid back against the pillows. Okada clicked his tongue. He wished Nick would have given him a heads up. Since he wasn’t planning on have sex, he didn't have any supplies. That didn’t really matter. They could do other things.
Nick watched as Okada dropped his robe and his eyes widened once he saw Okada’s naked body and realized the man had been naked under the robe this entire time. He couldn’t help the fact that his eyes immediately drifted low to see that Okada was well endowed. Despite working together for a while, they’d never changed in the same locker room. In New Japan, Okada typically had his own locker room and as EVPs, Nick always made sure he and Matt had their own changing rooms so this was the first time he’d seen Okada fully naked.
Okada kicked off his slippers and then crawled on top of Nick and kissed him again before pulling back to take Nick’s shirt off. Nick sat up so he could assist Okada in getting his shirt off before lying back. Okada tossed the shirt onto the floor and then reached for Nick’s jeans. He undid the button and pulled down the zipper before gripping the jeans to pull them down. Nick raised his hips so Okada would have an easier time sliding them off. Okada expertly removed Nick’s jeans, taking Nick’s boxers with it. He tossed the clothes on the floor near Nick’s already discarded shirt before leaning down to kiss Nick again. He moved down Nick’s body, from his lips to his neck and down his chest, kissing down Nick’s stomach until his mouth hovered above Nick’s half hard cock. Okada raised his hand to his mouth, spitting in it before wrapping hand around Nick’s cock. He gave it a few strokes before opening his mouth and wrapping his lips around the tip.
“Oh.” Nick moaned. He was a little shocked at what was happening. He figured Okada would make him do the sucking and servicing since he was about to fund his lifestyle for a while but instead Okada had his mouth on him. “Ah, Okada.” Nick moaned as he felt Okada’s tongue flick over the tip of his cock before moving down the shaft.
Okada sighed happily as he took more of Nick’s cock into his mouth. He’d been wanting to do this for so long and now he finally was. He felt Nick’s hand on the back of his head and he happily took more of Nick into his mouth, the tip hitting the back of his throat. He heard Nick moan loudly and felt the younger man tense up. Okada pulled off of Nick’s cock with a wet pop. “You okay?” He asked and Nick quickly nodded.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Please.” Nick said quickly and raised his hips to push his dick toward Okada’s lips. Okada got the hint and resumed his previous activities. He greedily took Nick into his mouth, tongue sliding up and down shaft before flicking over the tip to taste the precum. Nick moaned out his name every time the tip hit the back of his throat and he would tense up when Okada started to rub his ball.
“Okada.” Nick moaned out. He felt so good. Everything felt so good. He’d never gotten a blowjob this good from anyone. He was so turned on and didn’t know if he’d last. When Okada started to play with his balls, his whole body clenched. He was afraid he’d finish. “Okada don’t.”
Okada pulled his hand away from Nick’s balls and let Nick’s cock fall from his mouth. “You don’t like that?” He questioned. He wanted to learn all of Nick’s preferences. He wanted this to be just as good for Nick as it was for him.
Nick shook his head. “No it’s not that. I just didn’t want to cum so soon.” Nick explained and Okada smirked. He climbed up Nick’s body and kissed his lips, pushing his tongue into Nick’s mouth so he could taste himself on Okada’s tongue. They kissed for a few seconds before Okada pulled away again. He was on knees between Nick’s legs. He spit into his own hand before rubbing his own cock a few times. He then spit directly onto Nick’s cock.
“Fuck…” Nick hadn’t meant to moan but Okada spitting his cock was so hot. Why was that so hot to him?
Okada laid back on top of Nick, kissing him as he pressed their cocks together. He wrapped his spit covered hand around them as best he could and started to move, rubbing their cocks together. He moaned into Nick’s mouth as his dick slid along Nick’s. It felt so good. He knew it’d feel even better if he had actual lube instead of just spit but he had to work with what he had. He was definitely making the best of it.
Nick started to move his hips as well, trying to match Okada’s rhythm. Okada’s free hand grabbed at Nick’s leg and pulled it up to wrap around his waist. Nick got the hint and quickly moved to wrap his legs around Okada. That definitely did something to the older man because Nick heard Okada moan loudly and he sped up his movements. Okada’s lips were at his ear. He felt Okada kiss his ear before moaning out something in Japanese and fuck, he really should have gone with Kenny to all of those Japanese lessons back in the day.
“I can’t-I’m gonna cum.” Nick warned. He couldn’t hold back any longer and he couldn’t find the decency to be embarrassed by how quickly he was about to finish. It really wasn’t his fault. It’s Okada’s fault for being too good. He gasped when Okada pulled away from him to resume kneeling between his legs. Nick reached out to grab Okada, wanting Okada’s weight back on top of him but Okada used his free hand to gently push Nick’s hands away.
“Stay.” He ordered and Nick dropped his arms. “Come on, cum for me.” Okada began to stroke Nick faster and Nick realized Okada wanted to see him cum. He’d soon get his wish. Okada’s hand moved quicker, teasing the tip with his thumb. Okada said something in Japanese that Nick didn’t understand but he body certainly did because that sent him over the edge. His back arched off the bed, eyes tightly closed and hands gripping the sheets as he spilled on Okada’s hand and his own stomach. Okada continued to stroke but slowly, milking Nick of everything he hand until the younger man was a whimpering, withering mess. Nick opened his eyes in time to see Okada leaning down to lick the cum from his stomach. Nick let out a moan at the sight.
“I knew it’d be good.” Okada mumbled to himself after licking up some of the cum. He sat back again to look at Nick. “You’re so pretty.” He looked absolutely spent, eyes half closed and chest heaving. The thin layer of sweat made him glisten in the low light and his lips were a little pink from the kissing. Okada knew Nick would look even sexier after a proper fucking.
“You’re still hard.” Nick noticed after he regained just a bit of composure.
“It’s fine.” Okada quickly retorted but Nick shook his head. He wasn’t a selfish lover and besides, the true fun of sex was making sure the other person got off too. Also, he was taking the man’s money. The least he could do was get him off. Nick slowly sat up before spitting in his hand and wrapping it around Okada’s dick.
“Ah, Nick.” Okada’s voice faltered. He hadn’t expected Nick to touch him and he certainly hadn’t expected Nick to place his other hand on the back of Okada’s neck and pull him in for a kiss. His little Nick had already gotten a little confidence. Okada moaned into the kiss as his hips bucked into Nick’s hand, chasing his own quickly rising orgasm. Nick got a bit distracted by Okada pushing his tongue down his throat but he kept up a steady pace.
“Gonna cum.” Okada warned as he broke the kiss and Nick looked down in time to see the first rope of cum spill from Okada onto his stomach, mixing with his own cum that hadn’t been licked away by Okada. Okada moaned his name and that sent a shiver down his spine.
Okada grabbed Nick’s chin with his free hand and kissed him as Nick stroked him through his orgasm. The kiss was lazy and gentle as he came down from his high. He pulled back only slightly so he could look into Nick’s eyes. His eyes sat low, like he’d gotten drunk off of this orgasm. Okada didn’t know if it was real or wishful thinking but he felt like those eyes were asking for more. “Let me go.” He spoke softly and gently shook Nick’s chin.
“Hm?” Nick questioned, tongue darting out to lick his lips. He felt Okada squeeze his chin tighter and watched as Okada’s eyes followed his tongue around his lips.
“Your hand…let my dick go.” Okada clarified and Nick nodded before opening his hand and letting Okada’s softened cock fall from it.
“Has anyone ever told you that your dick is big?” Nick questioned and that made Okada genuinely smile.
“A lot of people in the New Japan lockerroom.” Okada answered honestly as he stood up from the bed. He walked over to the en suite bathroom and Nick watched him disappear behind the door. Nick laid down on the bed once again and waited for Okada to appear. He really should be thinking about a plan, next steps in this situation, maybe throw down some ground rules, but he just couldn’t focus at the moment. He was still recovering from the session and he wasn’t sure what else Okada had in store for him.
Okada returned to the room with towels in his hand. He made his way back over to the bed and sat down next to Nick. Nick let out a comfortable sigh when he felt the warm towel wipe away the cum from his stomach, quickly followed by a towel to dry him off.
Okada tossed both towels on the floor, he would deal with that later, before grabbing his phone off the nightstand that was next to the bed.
“What are you doing?” Nick asked but Okada didn’t answer. Nick watched as Okada tapped at his phone, moving through whatever he was doing with no issues. A minute later, he was putting the phone down again and crawling into bed next to Nick. Okada unceremoniously turned Nick onto his side before moving to lay down behind him, wrapping his arms around Nick’s waist and pulling him close. He placed a few kisses on Nick’s shoulder before he started to drift off to sleep.
“Are you-?”
“Not tonight.” Okada knew what Nick was referring to and he understood why he was asking, especially since his dick was firmly pressed right up against Nick’s ass. “Go to sleep.” Okada knew he’d have time for everything he wanted later. Nick’s situation wouldn’t be any different any time soon. He’d make sure of it.
Nick nodded and decided to do as he was told. He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep but before sleep could fully take hold, he heard Okada mumble against his ear, “I put some money in your bank account.”
Nick probably should have asked Okada how he got his banking information but he didn’t have the energy. That was a conversation for another day.