Title: Cherry is My Favorite Flavor
Author: TheVampireLucinda
Featuring: Shawn Michaels and the Undertaker (with mentions of Triple H)
Disclaimer: This is slash, of course, rated M for a reason. If you happen to be too young (mentally) or if you don't like slash, you know what to do. I own no one, and nothing, nor do I claim that this story is true. It's just my imagination, and I just happen to be the proverbial "dirty old man."
Summary: Two-shot follow up of To Be Loved, because the Undertaker and Shawn never really did get a chance to... (cough) Well, this is my try at...well, basically smut. This isn't even the first scene between these two that I wrote...the first one is very...well, different. This one took a while because I wanted to make it perfect...After all, it is their first time together. ;)
A/N: Hello everyone! I'm so sorry that I've been AWOL for, like, two weeks. I was sick right before Thanksgiving (I thought I had gotten better, but I was wrong), and then when I actually was better...I was at home. Which was awesome...but with no way to upload stories. (sad face) So...this is one of my attempts to make it up to you. (puppy dog eyes) Yay? XD
Shawn had everything perfectly planned out as he sat in the locker room, waiting for the Undertaker to get out of the shower so that they could go home. It was Friday, there were no shows until Monday, and the show itself was less than an hour away from the home he shared with his two boyfriends, Triple H and the Undertaker. Hunter had plans to visit his family on the East Coast, which meant that Shawn would be alone with Mark for a few days.
Which meant, of course, that this would be the perfect time to deflower the Deadman.
HBK shifted uncomfortably in his seat, lowering his head to hide his smile. Just thinking about it had him turned on, especially as his mind replayed every time they had previously tried to have sex, and were interrupted. The first time had been catastrophic, with Hunter just returning from his injury, the second a little less serious, after everything between the men had been settled, as it had been a phone call from Vince, wanting to discuss something that Shawn couldn't even remember anymore. What he could remember was being incredibly pissed, and pulling a prank on McMahon at the first opportunity. There hadn't been anymore chances after that, and it had been well over two months.
'I'm three seconds away from going into that shower and taking him here,' the Heartbreak Kid thought heatedly, looking down at his watch, listening to the water running. His mind was now filled with images of his dear boyfriend, naked as his name day, dripping wet and not 10 feet away. Shawn shifted again.
'He's so hot...and I'm working myself into a frenzy sitting here,' he thought with a chuckle. 'But I have to be calm...Don't want to ruin our first time together...' Breathing deeply, Shawn decided to go over the details of tonight. He really wanted it to be perfect and enjoyable for Mark, because Shawn knew that there was no way that he himself wouldn't enjoy every second of it.
'Every second, every minute, every hour,' his mind added, and Shawn could feel the hot blood pounding in his veins. He gave up trying to be calm and began pacing. When his steps brought him near the shower room door, he paused and saw the steam, the constant sound of the water somehow turning him on even more. Shawn couldn't believe that the Undertaker had such an effect on him, but the more he thought about the man, the harder it was to think...
At that moment, the door opened, and a very wet, freshly washed Deadman stepped out, towel around his waist, and almost accidentally walked into Shawn.
"Were you trying to peek through the door or something?" 'Taker joked, going over to his bag. "You pervert."
"You have no idea," Shawn said huskily, swallowing hard. His eyes roamed freely and hungrily over his lover's barely covered body. He took in every inch of the pale skin, every tattoo, every perfect limb, and of course, that perfect ass, still hidden in a towel.
For a moment, the Heartbreak Kid considered tearing the towel off of Mark and taking him in the locker room, but he immediately dismissed the thought. 'Restraint, Shawn,' he told himself mentally. 'Make it good, and don't rush things...' With a smile, he sauntered up behind his boyfriend, locking his arms around his waist.
"You're so beautiful, 'Taker, and so very hot..." He stood on his toes and began licking the back of the Deadman's neck. "You're driving me crazy, and if I don't have you soon, I'm going to explode." Shawn took a step back, releasing his hold so that 'Taker could turn around. When those gorgeous green eyes fell on him, Shawn put on his most innocent expression.
"Can I have you tonight?" he asked sweetly, smiling slightly. "You can have me too."
'Taker felt himself turning red before he could stop himself, and was also well aware of the heat that suddenly flooded his body and the hardness between his legs. He took Shawn's face in his hands and kissed the smaller man on the lips sensually.
"You can have me whenever and however you want, Shawn," he said in a whisper, their lips barely touching. "Hell, you can have me now, and I wouldn't complain."
Shawn felt himself stiffen more. "Mmm, you don't know how much I want to do that," he moaned. "But I want this to be perfect, and for that to happen, we're going to have to go home."
"Then why the hell are we still here?"
HBK laughed. "Because you're naked." An idea struck him suddenly. "Hey, Mark, you know what would make me really happy?"
'Taker raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"If you put on those leather pants that I love so much...only skip on the boxers. And the shirt." Shawn's grin widened. "It'll save time later, and it's warm out, so you shouldn't catch a cold."
Mark laughed. "So, basically, you want to ride behind me on the bike, without me wearing a shirt and underwear? Just my boots and pants?"
"Yeah," Shawn said distantly, licking his lips. "It's a kink I have. Hey, I'm not wearing anything under these jeans either, so..." The Heartbreak Kid nodded in approval as he watched 'Taker slide into his leather pants, sans boxers.
"Ready to go, Shawn?" 'Taker asked, tying the laces of his boots.
"Baby, I've been ready forever."
O.o Such hotness...
Review? Next chapter up soon...it's a little long, though...
