Title: Ride a Cowboy ((WIP))

Rated: PG-13

Main Pairing(s): James Storm/Shannon Moore

Summary: After having a few too many drinks, James Storm and Shannon Moore hook up at a party; but decided to end it the morning after. Months later Shannon joined the TNA brand, which sparks something between the two of them.

Warning(s): Slash (M/M), Hurt/Comfort, Hints of Sex, Mild Language

Disclaimer: I don't own any wrestler(s) that was used in this story, they are either owned by the actual wrestler themselves, or by the TNA/WWE. I do, however, own this plot. :]

A/N: Wow, over 40 hits. Thanks guys, means a lot. Although, I only have two reviews, just the thought of that many people reading my story makes me giddy. Here's chapter number two, so I hope you guys love it. R and R!

James leaned back against his locker, while he watched the small TV that was resting on the extra bench. He smiled as he watched the figure on TV heading up the ramp, as the fans cheered him on.

It's been two months since the party, two months since he last seen or heard from Shannon Moore. He wasn't so sure why he was like this, he has had many one night stands before, but this one wasn't like the rest. The blonde somehow got to James, and he wasn't sure what to think about it.

All he knew, though, was that this was going to be far from being easy from here on with the blonde as his co-worker.

Shannon bit down on his bottom lip, making his way down the hallway. He usually doesn't get nervous pretty easily, but he never had a moment like he is going through now. Being the known party boy, every thinks he doesn't care about anything but having fun; which was him in a lot of ways, but there is other sides to him besides that.

He stopped once he came face to face with a door with 'Beer and Money' name written on it, which caused all the butterflies in him stomach to go crazy. He's has been debating this since he got everything done and ready for TNA, but he usually just ended up giving up. The thought of seeing the cowboy made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't understand why he was being like this.

James is far from his type of guy, and he was sure that he was far from James type.

'The dude reminds me of outlaws from the 1950's movies,' Shannon thought to himself.

After taking a small breath, Shannon knocked a few times then waited. Part of himself hoped James wasn't in, but that was just him hoping.

"Oh, hey, Shannon," James blinked after it finally kicked in his brain, Shannon was outside his door.

Shannon gave the older man a small smile.

"Hey there, Cowboy. Long time no see, how you been?"

"Pretty good, thanks; how about you, how are things?" James pushed the door opening more and moved out of the ways, giving Shannon room so he could enter.

Shannon walked in and glanced around a bit before looking over at James, who was now leading back against the door.

"Not bad, I guess," Shannon shrugged.

He licked his lips, trying to keep his nerves down.

"Um, you left your hat..."

James laughed softly.

"I did, sorry about that."

"It's not a problem, but...um; would you like to have it back?" Shannon asked.

James watched the blonde man for a moment, wondering why he seemed so uneasy. Then again, he was a little uneasy himself.

"Sure, if you don't mind."

Shannon nodded.

"I can bring it over after the taping, if you want," Shannon felt like he was going to be sick because of his nerves, but he fought against them and did his best to look like nothing was bothering him.

"Sounds good, I'm staying at 216. I'm usually there around nine or so."

"Cool, see you around then," Shannon gave James a smile and walked out of the locker room, then lets out a breath. Finally closing in on his locker room, he was able to calm himself down.

'Well, let us hope tonight is better,' he told himself.

After leaving the taping and enjoying a few beers, James headed back to his hotel. It has been a long day and he was ready to call it a night, but that never works out like he always wanted. He glanced at his watch and gasped, noticing it was almost nine-thirty.

"Shit," he said out loud.

He almost forgot that he told Shannon that he was going to meet him at his room, although he said around nine, he hoped the other wrestler haven't already been to his room.

Once he made it to his door, he paused to see if he could see Shannon. Once he saw he wasn't around, his stomach dropped.

'Damnit, can't believe this,' James let out a small sigh before heading back downstairs, hoping he wouldn't have a problem getting the blonde's room number.

Ten minutes of flirting with lady at the desk, James was able to get Shannon's room and headed toward it. He was 225, which was on the other end of his hallway. He has stayed at this hotel many times, but sometimes wished there wasn't as many room numbers.

When he made to Shannon's door, he paused moment before he knocked several times. While he waited, he glanced down the hallway but stopped when he heard the door open.

"James?"

James gave Shannon a smile.

"Sorry about that, time really flew by and didn't even know it was after nine," James bit down on his tongue, trying to keep himself from going on like he was late for a date or something.

"It's okay, want to come in?" Shannon asked.

"If it's not too late..."

Shannon moved so James could walk in, and then closed the door. He didn't actually think James was going to meet up with him, so never gave himself hope. But now, that hint of hope with a mix of his nerves being on the edge started to come up in him.

James looked the other wrestler's room over, noting that it looked just like him besides the mess of bags on the floor. He turned to look over at Shannon, as the blonde was going through one of his bags, and then noticed something. Shannon was only in a pair of gym shorts, leaving the rest of his body bare.

James licked his bottom lip, liking the view of Shannon's body. The other man was shorter than James, but to him had a better body. He liked the way the tattoos looked on Shannon's body, giving it more of an appeal.

Shannon mumbled softly as he looked for James' hat, he knew it was in one of the bags, but couldn't find it. After going through the third bag, he pulled out the cowboy hat.

"Finally," Shannon said and looked over at James. "Um, James; are you okay?"

James blinked when he heard Shannon's voice.

"Huh?"

Shannon started to blush; James was checking him out and wasn't hiding it too well.

"I found your hat," Shannon stated.

"Oh, thank you. You didn't have to return it, if you didn't want too," James told him. He has hoped for a moment like this, to give him another chance with Shannon.

"I didn't?" Shannon looked at James with a confused look.

James gave him a nod, while he walked up closer to the blonde.

"I meant to leave it behind," James' hand reached out and gently caresses Shannon's cheek, which return started to blush.

"But, why would you do that?" Shannon fought every inch of himself to keep from tackling James right then and there, but he did allowed himself to leave into the cowboy's hand.

"Because, darling; I wanted you to have it," James leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Shannon's lips.

The blonde tensed up at first, he wasn't excepting the kiss. Slowly he started to loosen up and closed his eye, while his arms wrapped around James neck.

Taking it as a good sign, James rested his hands on Shannon's hips and brought the short man closer before deeping the kiss. With a moan, Shannon pressed his body against the cowboy, wanting more of the older man.

One of James' hands slid its way up Shannon's side, pressing his warm palm against the cool skin. With his hand feeling up on the blonde's body sent chills throughout James body, which was making him want Shannon even more.

"I'm sorry," James panted after he pulled back from the kiss.

Shannon smirked lightly and poked James in the chest with a finger.

"Want to show me how sorry you are?"

James couldn't help but grin at Shannon.

"I sure can."

That next morning James again was the first person to wake up, but this time he stayed in bed with Shannon. As the blonde slept, the cowboy watched as Shannon would move every now and then, which caused him to smile.

He was glad he checked his watch, otherwise he would have forgotten about meeting up with Shannon. He wasn't as doubtful like the last time, he wasn't unsure on if he should stay or go. No, this time he knew he had to stay.

About twenty minutes later Shannon woke up, and then stretched his arms and legs out. He peeked over to see if James was stay in bed, and smiled when he saw he was.

He was so glad he remembered to bring that hat, or he wouldn't have his cowboy beside him.

DONE! I was thinking about doing a squeal, what do you guys think?