Title: Hair Care

Author: Lizzie

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. They belong to WWF and Titan Sports. No copyright infringement intended.
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"What *are* you two doing?"

"He's helping me with my hair, what does it look like?"

"Actually, it looks like I just walked in on a haircare-products-as-lubricant demonstration. Couldn't you two've saved this `til you got back to the hotel?"

"Hey, I told you, he's helping me with my hair".

"And you need help why? You're a grown man. Physically at least".

"So? Jay's better at getting all the conditioner out".

"I bet he is".

"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?"

"Y'know Adam, I don't think he means anything".

"Well, I just."

"At least we know what conditioner is".

"And you're saying I don't?"

"Yeah, I think that's what we're saying, Mr Wash and Go".

"Oh, okay, let me get this straight. You two braindead and dare I say very naked blondes are standing there together in the locker room shower with your hands all over each other and you're ragging on me for my choice of shampoo?"

"Yeah, I think that about sums it up. God, when was the last time you did your roots?"

"I don't believe this".

"Come to think of it, can you even remember the last time you had a trim? Gah, look at those split ends".

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Split ends, dear. Y'know, what you get when you don't look after your hair? Looks a little brittle, too. You really don't use conditioner, do you".

"What is this? Of course I know what conditioner is."

"But you don't use it".

"Well, not every time, but."

"Y'see, I told you".

"What is it with you two and hair care? Don't you have anything better to talk about? My hair doesn't look that bad. Okay so maybe I'm not as strikingly well-coiffed as the two of you, but hell, my hair's not *bad* looking".

"You can tell yourself whatever you like, but have you looked in the mirror lately?"

"Chris, that hair is downright ugly".

"I mean it. Sure so it's all wrestler-like to have long hair, but c'mon, what's the point of having long hair if you're gonna let it get like *that*?"

"And you wear it tied back when you're not in the ring which just makes it even worse, y'know. You've got that huge took-my-hair-down-two-seconds-ago kink in the back. It's just gruesome".

"Yeah, and?"

"Well, if you really wanna know."

"Yeah, of course I really want to take hair advice from you two blonde bombshells".

"I think he's being sarcastic, Jay".

"Well duh".

"I don't think he deserves our advice".

"But we could really help him!"

"Yeah, but it's obvious he's not interested."

"No, really, c'mon, I'm dying to hear what expert advice the Herbal Essences twins have got to give".

"We *don't* use Herbal Essences".

"Savage".

"So, what wisdom have you to impart, oh great Salon Sages?"

"Come closer".

Jericho raised an eyebrow and Christian beckoned to him, a sly smile on his face.

"Come on, we won't bite".

Edge leant on Christian's shoulder, wet hair hanging around his face as he smiled the exact same smile. Chris wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing but he stepped forward anyway.

Two sets of hands reached forward and pulled him under the shower, tossed away his towel, started tugging at his hair. They'd got him pushed back against the wall, his hands pinned behind his back, and he couldn't fend them off. He just stood there getting soaked as Edge
and Christian toyed with his hair and exchanged odd little glances.

Then they stopped and looked at him.

"So what's the verdict?"

"There's only one thing for it".

"It has to come off".

Chris raised an eyebrow. "You can't be serious".

"Deadly".

"We'll do it for you".

"You'll cut my hair for me? Why does that not sound good?"

"Don't worry, it won't be that bad".

"But would either of you trust each other to cut your hair?"

Edge shrugged. "Maybe if I was desperate".

"No, not if my life depended on it".

"You see my point?"

"But you don't exactly have our standards, do you".

"Well. no."

"Then maybe you should, huh?"

"Huh?"

"If you did then you wouldn't be here with us trying to cut your hair
for you, would you".

"I see your point".

Christian smirked. "And we see yours", he said, shooting a little glance over at Edge, nodding down. Chris could feel himself reddening as the two blondes stared down the trail of hair to his rapidly hardening cock. He couldn't help it. He was standing there in the showers with a pair of stunning naked guys who were playing with his hair. What else did they expect?

Adam took a step forward and brushed his fingers over Chris' wet chest with a smile on his face. "You could do with a shave, y'know", he said, bringing up his other hand, running them both over his chest, up over his neck, over the hint of a beard on his
chin. "Christ, Chris, you go through more hair changes in a month than I have in the past five years. Why couldn't one of them be good?"

Chris just shivered and rested his head back against the wall in response. Because as Edge slid his fingers through his hair, Christian was on his knees, this hands moving up over his thighs,
brushing against the base of his cock. He felt a tongue flicker out and lick the tip, just as Edge leaned in and pressed his lips to his.

He was almost sure his knees were going to give out when Edge moved him forward and slipped behind him, grabbing the conditioner and slicking it over his hand, teasing him open as Christian went down on him. Christian's hot mouth around his cock and his hands on his
thighs was almost too much, but there were Edge's fingers moving inside him from behind, chest pressed up against his back, free arm slung around his waist, too. There were lips pressed against his neck, teeth scraping lightly, tongue teasing, long hair tickling, `til he felt Edge's hands move, trailing down over his shoulders and down his back to his hips.

Then Edge was inside him, thrusting into him gently, grip tightening slightly on his hips as he guided him into his rhythm. And Chris was thrusting with that same rhythm into Christian's mouth, peering down into blue eyes that were smiling back up at him as he took him deep
into his throat, swallowing, muscles contracting around him. His mouth was so hot and wet, tongue flickering over his skin, hands slipping upwards `til they were joining with Edge's, fingers twining together. And Chris' hands were in Christian's hair. He was almost surprised how soft it was. Maybe he would've been if his concentration hadn't been otherwise occupied.

Chris came first, though it hardly mattered, down Jay's throat with a loud moan. Jay just smiled and kept on swallowing `til Chris had nothing more to give, then stood, kissing a hot trail over Chris' wet skin `til he was by his lips, tongue darting out to lick at the pout of his bottom lip, diving inside sharing his taste with him as they kissed.

Jay came next, as Chris noticed the sizable member pressed into his hip, slipping his hand over it, around it, pumping him gently `til Jay choked out his name and came in short spurts over their stomachs. Chris grinned and pulled him forward against his chest, feeling lips at his collarbone and arms about his waist.

And Edge came last, still buried deep inside Chris, shuddering behind him with the force of his orgasm, moans muffled as his lips moved against the crook of Chris' neck. Slowly he slid down the wall, taking Chris and Christian with him, `til they were all sitting in a heap on the floor, tangled together, Chris sandwiched between them.

"You still wanna cut my hair?" he murmured as the lovers leant across his chest, lips meeting in front of him as he watched.

Edge's eyes turned to him as his tongue tangled with Christian's, smirking slightly.

"Nah", he gasped between kisses. "Just come find us before SmackDown and we'll braid it for you".

"Least that way it won't look so. well, like that".

"Oh, thanks".

Jay just grinned and leaned in for a kiss.

"So maybe my hair's not so bad after all?"

Edge shook his head, a smile on his face. Chris looked around at Christian who obviously agreed with Edge.

"I wouldn't go that far, Chris".

"Thanks, guys. You know just how to make a guy feel like an emergency trip to the salon".

Edge smirked.

"Well at least now you don't have a problem with our haircare-
products-as-lubricant demonstration."