"Allen?"
A.J. shifted against the sheets, groaning as he struggled to open his eyes. "Shane?" He whispered, head turning in the direction of the others voice.
"Hey, I know you're tired but you haven't eaten anything today." Shane watched as the tan body stretched, A.J. raising his arms as he gripped the headboard. "I had some food brought in while you were sleep, anything in particular you want?" Shane waited, breath held as bright ocean blue eyes blinked open, focusing on him with sleepy tenderness.
"Well, uh, depends on what you had brought in." A.J. slowly sat up, watching as Shane left the bed and headed over to a small table by the window. He let his gaze move over the tall, broad shouldered man. Appreciating the way Shane's muscles moved as he filled two plates with food. A.J. grinned, thinking about their plans for the rest of the day. "Are you sure you don't have to go in?"
Shane chuckled, shaking his head as he studied the two bowls in front of him. "Even if I did, which I don't, Danial would cover for me. I'm not needed for this set of matches so I'm all yours for the rest of the day."
Grinning, A.J. felt a thrill of pleasure flutter through his stomach. The idea of having Shane all to himself was better than even he could have planned. "Movie?" Glancing over at the shelf across from the bed, he sighed with disinterest. He really wasn't in the mood for a movie, maybe they could just use the television for background noise.
"Do you really want to watch a movie?" Shane set his plate down on the night stand by the bed. Turning to A.J. he handed him a plate and glass of juice. "Didn't know what you wanted so just got a little of everything."
Eyes wide, A.J. grinned at the selection on the plate. "You know I'm not supposed..."
"You're off today, right? You're with the boss, who is eating the same thing as you, so I don't see there being any problems." Shane grinned as he sat down beside A.J. Reaching for his plate, he turned the T.V. on and flipped through the channels. "Anything you want to see?"
"Nope, what ever is fine with me. Usually spend time going over scripts or working out." A.J. picked up a jam filled biscuit and a sausage link. "I swear I'll have to do a double workout to make sure I don't gain all these pounds and calories."
Shane laughed, the sound lighter than usual as he watched A.J. eat. "Are we worried about our figure?"
A.J. grinned as he bit into another biscuit. "Well, someone has to. Can't go around looking like this and not watch what I eat." He picked up an apple slice and dipped it into the small dish of caramel between them. "You know, all of this sugar is going to give us a sugar rush." He looked up at Shane from beneath his lashes, a small grin curving his lips. "Gonna need some way to work of all the extra energy."
Shane watched the apple slice in A.J.'s hand, unconsciously leaning closer as he took a bite of the caramel covered fruit. "What, um, what extra energy?" Watching as A.J. picked up an orange slice, Shane bit back a groan of frustration. He knew what was going to happen next. The way the fruit juice would run down his hand and chin, moving lower, running down his neck and...
"Shane?" A.J. watched the dark, dilated eyes, fascinated at how they were focused him. "You ok?" He licked the juice off of his wrist, a small smirk curving his lips.
"Yeah, just, you and these orange slices are going to kill me." Shane licked his lips as A.J. picked up another slice, biting into as he watched. "You're doing that on purpose." Voice husky with desire, his eyes followed the path of the juice running down the tan hand and out of the corner of his mouth.
A.J. grinned, licking the juice off of his hand as he watched Shane with hooded eyes. "Doing what, you brought the fruit to bed, I'm just enjoying it. Don't blame me for something that you did."
Shane felt his stomach clench at the thought of licking the juice off of the smooth, tan skin. The idea of covering him in the juice or caramel was one Shane couldn't shake. Looking up into bright, laughing ocean blue eyes, Shane set his plate down next to him. "You're right, no reason to eat off of two plates either." Shane reached for a slice of cheese and a biscuit, watching the expression on A.J.'s face. "You don't mind sharing, do you?" Shane bit into the biscuit, grinning at the rapt look in front of him. Reaching for the small dish of honey beside him, Shane dipped the rest of his biscuit in the thick liquid, watching as the golden liquid dripped from the fluffy pastry. Leaning forward, Shane held out his tongue, catching the sweet, golden liquid. Watching A.J. from beneath his lashes, Shane ate the rest of his biscuit, silently pleased with the slightly dazed look he was given. "Allen?"
A.J. blinked, hand paused over his plate as he struggled not to give in to the heat spreading through him. The sight of Shane licking honey off of his fingers had made him hard. Desperately trying to hide his reaction, A.J. Looked up into dark, brown eyes. "What was that?" Voice hoarse, A.J. flushed as he cleared his throat. There was no way Shane hadn't heard the change. "What, uh, wha..." He drifted off as he watched Shane licking the honey off of his wrist. "You're doing that on purpose." Voice still hoarse, A.J. shifted against the sheets. He tried to ignore the slow, insistent throbbing in his groin but watching Shane's mouth and remembering his hands and lips all over him...
"Allen, are you ok?" Shane frowned at the glazed look on A.J.'s face. Moving the food and dishes sitting between them, Shane moved closer to the flushed brunette. "Honey, you look a little out of it, let me have your plate." Shane reached for the half empty dish, chuckling when it was relinquished without a fight.
A.J. watched as Shane set the plate on the night stand behind him, wondering what on the plate would be left for later. A.J. stared at him, lust twisting through him as he watched the way Shane drank his juice. Hands curling in the sheets, he turned away from the man next to him. Trying to catch his breath, A.J. ran a shaky hand through his hair. Shane was going to torture him again but with food this time. And sweet words, all day Shane had taken to calling him honey or baby. If not those pet names he was using A.J.'s first name, all of which had the same effect more or less.
A.J. jerked when a broad hand brushed across his hip. Turning to look at the silver haired man behind him, A.J. felt his heart stutter at the tender look on Shane's face. What was it about Shane that made him so appealing? True he was physically appealing, that much was obvious but why Shane McMahon? Why did this man make him want to give up everything to him? Why, when he knew there was a chance he'd get nothing in return?
"Allen?" Shane watched the play of emotions on A.J.'s face. Wondered if he had the same look on his own. He could see the fear in his eyes, of what he wasn't sure but if A.J. felt the same as Shane then he understood. "What is it, something's changed." Voice soft, he watched as the blue eyes dilated in surprise.
A.J. turned away from the knowing gaze, hating the way his heart raced from the sound of Shane's voice. "Nothing, I just, ummm, I-I need to go to the bathroom real quick." He left the bed, stumbling as he tried to untangle himself from the sheets. He needed to put some space between them, to push away the feelings swirling in his stomach. "Give me a minute, ok?" He glanced over his shoulder at Shane, giving him a small smile. "I'm ok, really, just gotta go."
Shane nodded, watching as A.J. left the room. Laying back on the bed, he let out a rough sigh. This was going to drive him crazy if he didn't find a way to get himself under control. The desperate urge to keep A.J. with him was making his skin prickle. Shaking his head, he tried to figure out when his feelings had changed. Why was it so important to keep A.J. close to him, to keep others away from the shorter brunette. When had he become so possessive of A.J? Wanting him even when he wasn't near, craving him when he was, and never being satisfied once he's had him?
Fingers twitching, Shane threw back the sheets and headed towards the closet. Reaching up, he pulled down a large, blue velvet box. Brushing a hand over the lid, he opened it and sighed at the outfit inside. Here was the proof of his obsession. This unknown desire to keep A.J. with him had him going as far as contemplating something as serious as this. Looking down at the clothing in the box, Shane ran his fingers over the dark material. He could imagine A.J. in the outfit, the way the material would cling to him when he moved. Jaw clenching, Shane closed the box and put it back on the shelf. There was no way he could bring him into that world. There was no way A.J. would understand that part of his life, not without having to be brought into it and he wouldn't do that to him. But he couldn't ignore the fact that he wanted to include him, to keep him with him and share all his secrets with him.
"Shane, are you...where did you go?"
Whipping around in surprise, Shane walked out of the closet, gaze going instantly to the man on the other side of the room. "Right here, just looking for something." Hey frowned at the look on A.J.'s face. "Hey, you ok?"
"Yeah, uh, maybe, ummm, m-maybe we should watch a movie instead of eating in bed?" A.J. ran a hand over his stomach, trying to still the nervous fluttering. He wanted Shane again and was struggling to push back the desire simmering under his skin. He watched as Shane walked out of the closet, curiosity taking over at the haunted look on his face. "Shane, what's wrong? Were you planning on going out?"
"No, I just...I was making sure I had something if we choose to go out." Shane walked over towards the other side of the bed. "A movie, huh? Well what are you in the mood for?"
"Uh, something with action?" And no sex, please god no sex. A.J. wouldn't be able to handle keeping his distance if the movie even hinted at sex. And from the look in Shane's eyes, he wouldn't either.
"Well, that's a broad choice. What about this one?" Picking up a blu-ray, Shane read the description on the back, a frown curving his lips down. Tossing it on the bed, he looked through the shelf of movies looking for a different title. "Is there anything specific you want to see?"
"Anything new?" A.J. moved over to the bed, picking up the movie Shane had tossed there. "This doesn't look so bad, what about this one and something else?" Reading the description, A.J. glanced up at Shane, pausing as he looked him over from head to toe. Unconsciously licking his lips, A.J. watched the way Shane's muscles flexed with his movements. Dropping the movie back on the bed, he walked over to the tall, nude man in front of him. His mind filled with images of their time after their shower. How Shane had taken him apart with his hands and mouth, not giving him a chance to catch his breath. It had been one of the best afternoon's for him, being able to relax and spending it with Shane. Reaching out, his fingers brushed across the broad back, sending a tingling sensation spreading from his fingers and up his arm.
Turning, Shane paused at the blue eyes staring up at him. "Allen, honey, what is it?"
"Come back to bed." Tone breathless, A.J. swallowed as he watched Shane's expression change. "I know I said a movie but..." He could feel things shifting between them. Something had changed and as much as he wanted to analyze it, he much preferred Shane distracting him than thinking about his feelings right now. "Brunch, Shane..."
"Brunch." Shane repeatedly softly. Placing the movie back on the shelf, he wrapped an arm around A.J.'s waist. "What brought on this sudden change? You seemed to have your heart set on a movie?"
"No, I-I mean yes but right now..." Looking up at Shane, A.J. could feel his heart racing and wondered if Shane could as well. "I was thinking, a movie, later...Shane, please, the bed..." He shivered at the hand running down his body. Light teasing touches that had him holding onto Shane as he tried to refocus his thoughts.
Shane couldn't get enough of him and if A.J. wanted to go back to bed, then he was more than willing to accommodate. Pulling him closer, Shane leaned down and kissed him, savoring the soft sound that filled the room. Slowly moving forward, he walked A.J. back towards the bed. He couldn't keep his hands from roaming all over the tan body, enjoying the way A.J. writhed against him.
Looking down into the flushed face, Shane saw the answer A.J. tried so desperately to hide. Knew it was mirrored in his own expression and wished for something he knew he had no rights to. "I plan to make you mine." Shane whispered darkly. He felt the shiver that moved through A.J., pulled him closer as they fell back on the bed. "In every way possible, you will belong to me." He couldn't claim him as he wanted and for now that would be ok. He would, however, take what was offered to him now and that was the body of the man beneath him.
A.J. wouldn't let himself hope that Shane felt how he did. That this shift between them wasn't some fluke and the look in Shane's eye's really meant what he thought. Reaching up, A.J. pulled him down, kissing him until his body was covered by the man above him. He wasn't sure how much time they had left in the day but for now, he would focus on one thing and that was making sure Shane never looked at brunch in the same way, ever again.