TITLE: Control

CHARACTERS: Raven (Scott Levy), Stevie Richards (Michael Manna), mentions of Beulah and Tommy Dreamere

PAIRINGS: Raven/Stevie

NOTES: Takes place in the original ECW days.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these people; I just use them to make everyone else happy!

Raven paced the floor of the hotel room he was sharing with Stevie Richards. "Why the fuck did you think it would be a good idea to bring Beulah back here?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!"

Stevie sat on the single queen-sized bed in the center of the room, staring at the floor. He shrugged, not glancing up at the obviously angry man stomping back and forth before him. "I just-"

"You just thought if I had to pay attention to her, I'd leave you alone?! Fuck that! She was a fat whore who fell in love with Dreamer, end of story. I don't care if she's fucking beautiful, after summer camp, I can never love a woman again!" With that, Raven forced his mouth over Stevie's in a heated, angry kiss. "I fucking want you, damn it. I don't want some whore who would turn on me for Dreamer if she got a fucking glance from him."

Stevie had never heard Raven talk like that in all the time they had been together. Raven never seemed to care about anything but getting his release.

"You want me?" Stevie asked quietly, glancing up through his lashes at Raven.

Raven smiled, a rare occurrance, and dug a hand into Stevie's long blondie-brown hair. He gently pressed his plump lips against Stevie's in a heartfelt kiss. "Of course I want you. Why the fuck would I still keep you around, Steve?"

Stevie shrugged, tentivaly wrapping his arms low around Raven, who was standing tall between Stevie's slender, spread legs. The blond man gently gave his brunette lover's backside a squeeze, pulling the smaller man into his lap.

Raven gasped as Stevie's fingers delved between his butt cheeks through his jean shorts and he fell into the blonde's lap. Quickly, Raven moved his knees so that they were on either side of Stevie's thighs, giving him the ability to move again.

"Raven?"

"Mmm?" Raven replied, untying the plaid shirts from his and Stevie's waists.

Stevie flushed and began to quietly whisper. "Well, I was wondering if maybe, if maybe I could, well, top you? Just this once?"

Raven stopped dead, shirt pulled halfway over his head. "What?"

Stevie averted his gaze to his lap, where his and Raven's hard ons were mingling through their denim. He gently toyed with the hem of his cut-off white shirt. "I mean, if you don't want to, you don't have to. I'd just like to know...what it's like to dominate you."

Raven slowly let the fabric between his fingers fall back into place. "Uh..." He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

Stevie took the shake as a sign of 'no' and resigned himself to another night of being Raven's bitch. His hands slowly slipped off of Raven's back, moving to the bed in a way of supporting his weight. So, he was surprised when his chin was bumped up and his lips pressed to Raven's.

"Stevie, I'd be honored to submit to you. I abuse you too fucking much. Lemme make it up to you." Raven whispered, his lips moving against Stevie's.

The curly-haired brunette pulled back to whip his and Stevie's shirts off, collapsing against his blonde lover.

Stevie took this as his cue to flip them over. Raven was always on top when they had sex, no matter what. Now, with Stevie above him, Raven began to have second thoughts. "Well, Stevie, um...I-I'm not so sure about this..." His sentence ended with a quiet moan as Stevie began to bite his lover's neck.

Stevie's bites turned into light suckles, prompting the skin to change color. "Shh, baby, don't think. Just feel."

Raven's breathing increased as he tried to do what Stevie said. God, he was scared. Scared to give up control. Raven didn't like it when he didn't have the control. That's why he was the leader. He needed a semblence of control at all times. "Stevie...God...I-I'm really not sure..."

Stevie stopped nuzzling and suckling Raven's neck, giving the brunette beneath him a glance. "Raven. Just calm down. Relax. You'll love it."

Raven nodded, tilting his head to one side. Stevie's warm mouth and soft tongue felt the opening they were given and took control.

Raven moaned, arching his hips into Stevie's, the younger man still working his neck. Stevie ground their denim-covered erections into each other. He shifted both hands under Raven to touch the back waistband of his jean shorts. The taller of the two ran his fingers along the seam of the torn up shorts. He popped the button gently when he reached it. Again, Raven let out a loud moan, trying to force Stevie's fingers into his pants.

"Uh-uh. You don't have control tonight." Stevie said, moving the zipper down and thrusting his hand into the opening. His probing fingers were met with warm flesh beneath cotton boxer shorts.

Raven growled when Stevie reminded him of his loss of control. That thought was quickly lost, though, when Stevie began to rub his heated flesh through his boxers.

"Good baby."

Raven didn't like that. "Don't fucking call me baby. I'm not a fucking baby." He gasped and whimpered when his lover gave his balls a hard squeeze.

"I can call you what I want. You agreed to give me control." Stevie nipped Raven's neck sharply. "You'll do good to remember that."

Whimpering, Raven nodded. He began to pant quietly as Stevie eased his jean shorts to the floor.

Quickly, the blonde pulled off his own short-shorts, tossing them in the same vicinity as Raven's.

Raven gasped at the sight of Stevie's little light blue thong. Lovingly, he ran his finger across the string on one side, only to have it slapped away.

"No. You have to ask before touching me. Just like when you do this to me." Stevie replied to the angered glare the smaller man gave him. He returned to massaging the bulge in the blue plaid boxers.

Raven moaned quietly, arching into Stevie. "God, Stevie...please..."

Stevie smiled. "I like hearing you beg. You sound so damn sexy."

Raven whined loudly. "Please. Stevie, please. Damn it! You fucking suck!" He yelled when the younger man stopped touching him.

Stevie contemplated that. "That's not a bad idea. Why don't you suck me?"

Raven's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. "What?!"

"I said 'suck me.' Is that so hard?" Stevie grasped the back of Raven's curly brown hair, dragging him to his knees.

Raven began to shake his head, trying to dislodge the hand from his hair. "No fucking way, Richards. We're done playing. On your back, get ready to get fucked."

With a surprised squeak, Raven found himself face-down across Stevie's knees. "You are not in control tonight, babe. I am. Got me?"

Raven laughed nervously. "Okay, Stevie, very funny. Let me up now." He gasped when his boxers were ripped unceremoniously from his hips and tossed across the room.

"No, I don't think I will. Are you gonna suck me, baby?"

"Uh..." Raven didn't answer. He cried out when Stevie slapped him hard on the ass.

"Are you?" Stevie asked again, rubbing his palm in slow circles on the swell of Raven's buttocks.

"Yeah! Yeah, I...I'll s-suck you." Raven replied, lowering his face to the mattress. His cheeks felt like they were on fire from the embarassment of being spanked.

But the humiliation was not yet over. Raven yelled into the sheets when he felt another, harder swipe to his ass. "Ahh! Fuck, I said I'd suck you! Fuck, what else do you want?!"

Stevie laughed. "I want to see your ass turn red from being spanked, Raven. That's what I want. Now, be good and take it and then I'll let you suck me."

After a few more smacks, each stronger than the last, Stevie decided that the reddish flush on Raven's cheeks was satisfactory and gave the smaller man a light pat to the ass. He splayed his fingers lovingly on the abused flesh.

Raven rolled off of Stevie's lap, wincing as his ass contacted the rough comforter.

"Now suck me." Stevie commanded, spreading his legs around Raven.

The older man sighed, lying between Stevie's thighs and staring at the blonde's erect cock. He leaned foreward, taking the head of Stevie's cock between his lips.

Stevie moaned at the sensation of wet warmth around his dick. He gripped the back of Raven's skull and forced him down further. Raven grunted and tried to open his throat to take more of Stevie ino his mouth. He nearly gagged as it slipped down his throat.

Stevie groaned and leaned back to watch. Raven looked incredibly sexy with a dick between his lips, concentrating completely on his job.

The younger man began to hump his lover's face, moaning loudly as his orgasm started to build. "Damn, Rave, so good. You're so fucking hot like that, babe. Yeah, suck my cock like a good bitch. You like sucking cock, don't you? Yeah, you know you do. Fuck, babe, I'm gonna cum. You wanna drink my cum, Rave? I bet you do, huh? Fuck. Yes! Yes! Fuck! RAVEN!" His orgasm came in white-hot bursts, temporarily blinding Stevie.

Raven coughed, trying to swallow as quickly as Stevie was cumming. He knew that he had cum on his face, and he couldn't wait to wipe it off. When Stevie's dick finally stopped, Raven pulled back, using the back of his forearm to wipe off his mouth. He felt Stevie's arms go around him and the larger man nuzzled his head.

"Damn, babe, you are so goddamn sexy, I just fucking want to lay you out and stare at you for hours. Damn it, I fucking love you."

Raven sighed and relaxed into Stevie's arms. His younger lover gently layed him on his back the mattress, kissing him gently as he did it. Stevie pulled back and leaned their foreheads together. "I wanna make love to you, Raven. Is that okay?"

Raven felt a quake of fear in his gut, but pulled Stevie back to him for another soft kiss. "Yeah. I'd like that."

Stevie smiled and grabbed the lubricant from the nightstand. He coated his fingers in the slippery substance, guiding the lubricated digets to Raven's ass. He gently teased his fingers into the space between his still slightly reddened cheeks. Raven let out a soft gasp followed by a moan as Stevie pressed his pointer finger into his puckered hole. It slid in to the second knuckle, and Stevie began to pump it in and out. He added a second, and a third before seeking out Raven's sweet spot.

"Fuck! Stevie! Oh fuck!" Raven yelled. He hadn't been ready for the pleasure he had just received.

"You want my dick, Raven?"

"Fuck! Fuck yes. I want you in me, Stevie. Fuck, I need it!"

Stevie smirked and withdrew his fingers. He applied some lube to his own penis, leaning over his older lover.

Raven panted, moaning as he wrapped both legs around Stevie's chest. "God...fuck. Fuck me now."

Stevie pressed his forehead to Raven's and thrust into his tight hole. "Fuck, baby, so hot. Mmm, so tight."

Raven gasped and moaned quietly, burying his face in Stevie's shoulder. "Move...please..." The brunette whimpered, wincing as his plea was answered.

Stevie's thrusts were slow, rhythmic. He knew this was Raven's first time on bottom. He wanted it to be special. "God, Raven, you're so beautiful." And indeed he was. His curls were sweaty and clinging to his face, his eyes glazing over in pleasure.

"Stevie...Stevie..." Raven moaned, again pressing against his lover's shoulder. He gave it a quick nip and licked the mark.

Stevie lowered his head to give Raven a kiss, prying his lips open with his slick tongue. His thrusts became shorter as he searched for the spot that would send the man beneath him over the edge.

Raven pulled away and cried out when Stevie found his prostate. His whole body began to give in, getting closer and closer to his orgasm. "Stevie! God, do-do it again. Please. Do it again."

"Okay, baby. Okay." Stevie thrust slowly in, pressing himself against the spot and pausing.

Raven moaned loudly, arching his hips. "God, Stevie, shoot in me. Make me your bitch. Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Make me cum."

Stevie smirked, taking Raven's throbbing organ in one hand. He slipped his other hand under Raven, lifting him higher to fuck him more thoroughly.

"God, what a sexy ass you've got. You want me to cum in you? I wanna watch you cum all over yourself, babe. I wanna see your sexy face when I fill you with my cum." Stevie said, jerking Raven's cock as he thrust into the smaller man, hitting his spot each time.

With a strangled cry that might have been 'Stevie,' Raven's orgasm hit. He yelled as the sticky white cum coated his chest and stomach, spattering on Stevie, too.

Stevie gasped, "Raven..." as his own orgasm began. He loved the way Raven's internal muscles clenched and unclenched around his penis, milking him dry.

Stevie pressed his forehead to Raven's shoulder while regaining his breath. Raven, too, was breathing heavily, trying to focus his eyes.

Both men groaned as the younger pulled his spent cock from Raven's ass. "I love you." The blonde said, nuzzling the older man's head gently.

"Love you, too." Raven replied, folding himself into Stevie's waiting arms. Stevie closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of the older man's hair, sticky with sweat.

"How did it feel being under me?" Stevie whispered.

Raven tensed before relaxing himself, his head pillowed on the blonde's shoulder. "I...I liked it....Can we do it more often?"

Stevie's eyes widened at the confession. "Really? You...you'll let me top you more? I'm that good?"

Raven chuckled, closing his eyes and snuggling into Stevie's warm body. "Yeah, you're good. But I'm not gonna sub to you all the time. I'm still your leader and I'll still top you."

Stevie laughed and tightened his arms around his lover. "Yeah, yeah. I know. Night."

"Night."

The rest of the night was filled with quiet snores, breathing, and sighs from two lovers who had finally realized just where they belonged. In each other's arms.