Fighting This =LGBT= Sample

10 the Dare

Ace smiled around a mouth full of beef jerky as he chewed and flipped through channels. "So MM is this youre first trip to Vegas? Ever been gambling? Ever gone to the strip joints? God I love this city. You can get into a lot of trouble here. It's great!" Ace gave a booming laugh and Stefan just shook his head.

"Uh, no. No thanks, I mean." Stefan didn't want trouble. He just wanted to survive this trip with all these gladiators.

"No? NO?! What do you mean no? You gotta at least experience this town kid!" Ace was up off the couch heading into the kitchen area of the suite where Stefan was sipping at a water bottle. Ace reached over and ruffled his hair chuckling. "Come on! Ill show you how awesome it is here! Let's go have some fun!"

Stefan pulled away trying to run his fingers through his hair to tame it after Ace messed it up. "I don't think that's a good idea Ace."

"You'll love it kid." Ace reached into the fridge and grabbed a sports drink and started to chug it.

Stefan sighed and shook his head as he tried to slip back into his room down the hall while Ace was distracted. He made his way down the hall until a door opened and Rage was suddenly in front of him. The built fighter was in the welter weight devision and he was only wearing some board shorts.

Rage's eyes zeroed in on him and narrowed. Stefan tensed realizing he was caught alone with this homophobic fighter and he suddenly wanted to go back into the kitchen.

Stefan didn't want Rage to see his fear. But he was pretty sure that he could just tell. Rage's eyes slid over him with a look of disgust on his face and Stefan tensed again.

"You know you don't belong here. Don't you." Rage said with a dark growl as he walked by Stefan letting his shoulder knock the smaller man hard enough to spin him sending Stefan into the wall.

His glasses got knocked off his face and he was even more afraid of getting hit when he couldn't see it coming. He reached out kneeling on the floor searching for his glasses in the blurry world he was trapped in now.

"Pathetic." Rage's voice was farther away now.

Stefan felt his pride take a real hit at that word. His hand froze mid air searching for his glasses and he gave a real thought to leaving the second he found his glasses.

Rage was right... he didn't belong here with these alpha males. Sighing he ran his fingers through his hair as he knelt there on the carpeted floor of the hall way. "Shit..." Stefan sighed.

"Here."

Gasping his head came up suddenly as a blurry form was in front of him and he felt a hand bump into his cheek as suddenly his glasses were being slid onto his face.

Then his world cleared up and Dane's face came into view so close to his own that his cheeks went supernova hot instantly as his insides turned to jelly. The sensation of Dane's fingertips grazing his cheeks lanced through him powerfully. "Better be more careful." Dane's voice was quiet and deep and caused Stefan's stomach to clench as he felt his body ache from just this.

"Th-thanks..." Stefan stuttered in a whisper for some reason unable to speak louder than that. He was a little shaky as he tried to stand up and he felt Dane grip his arm and help him to stand up. The heat from this man's hand seared into him like a brand. It almost took his breath away.

"Don't mention it Stefan." Dane gave him a little smirk and it did wicked things to him. Like things that might make his pants feel a bit tighter than before.

Suddenly Ace's booming laughing voice called out from the kitchen and Dane's touch was gone as the man continued on his way instantly down the hall away from Stefan.

"Oh Mighty Mouse! Where did you go Kid? I called the car service we are going out!"

"What? No I can't. I mean I don't want to-" Stefan was pulled into a almost crushing one armed embrace by the overly happy bigger man.

"Aww quit being a stick in the mud kid. Or are you scared?" Ace poked his side and ruffled his hair again.

Stefan looked up pleadingly at Dane who was smirking at them both. Stefan mouthed the words. "Help me." At Dane in hopes he would take pity on him and help him out of this.

But Dane just smirked and tilted his head a bit causing his hair to fall over his brow and into his face. "I think you're right Ace. Kid might be scared to go out at night in big bad Vegas."

Stefan straightened suddenly feeling his cheeks burn hotter than before as he frowned at the man. "I am not!"

Only the second the words were out of his mouth did he realize his mistake.

Dane just smirked and Ace laughed as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Prove it."