AN: So, here is the first of the two updates I didn't get out the other day... My muse died. I'm having a bad week, but you all don't need to get a rant session, so I'll shut up and post, I suppose. This is Shawn and Hunter for BellaHickenbottom and SaraHHH. I know you probably wanted a chapter each, but you two requested them so close to one another that this makes it easy for me. Hope you enjoy it, and feel free to request another one if you still want separate chapters. Oh, and the name... I got from someone, but don't remember who. I'm not stealin it, just borrowin it.

Disclaimer: I do not own World Wrestling Entertainment or any of the wrestlers mentioned herein. The wrestlers portrayed in this act of fiction are property and copyright of the WWE and their respective owners.

Shawnter - Steamin' Up the Place

Hunter's eyes opened in the dark hotel room as he heard a knock on his door. He had been given the chance to room by himself, so he took it. It was nice to have a room all alone. He groaned, fishing around on the floor for the boxers he had carelessly kicked off before he went to sleep. The knocking continued.

"Shut up, I'm coming," he growled. He flipped the light switch and threw the door open. He hated squinting into that tiny peephole. Besides, unless someone had a gun, Hunter was much more intimidating. However, what he got at the door was definitely not what he was expected. Shawn stood in front of the door, wearing a long coat that dropped to his ankles. Hunter licked his lips, seeing that Shawn wore his cowboy boots too.

"Hunter! Let me in," Shawn muttered. Hunter stepped out of the way, letting Shawn enter the room, before he closed the door. Shawn looked around the room for a minute before he turned to face Hunter.

"What the hell are you doing here, Shawn?" Hunter asked. Shawn grinned before walking up to Hunter, looking up at the slightly taller man through his lashes.

"There was a camera in my room," Shawn stated. One eyebrow came up.

"A camera?"

"Yes. And I can't sleep with a camera pointed at me. Your room is clean. Mind if I stay here?"

Hunter looked at the room, seeing only the single bed in the center of the room, with the sheets kicked back from Shawn waking him up.

"I guess...?" Hunter started. However, before he got it completely out, Shawn kicked off his boots and dropped the jacket, revealing his naked body to Hunter's gaze in the poor lighting of the room. Shawn merely smirked and lay down on his back on the bed, watching the larger man's cock spring to life under the boxers.

"Do you want to fuck me, Hunter...?" Shawn asked with a grin. Hunter growled, closing the distance between them, pushing the boxers down to free the hard erection trapped there. Shawn's eyes lit up, eying the impressive length and licking his lips in anticipation. Hunter lowered himself onto the bed, holding his body above Shawn's. The Texas native reached up, wrapping his arms around Hunter's neck and fusing their lips together in a sloppy, heated kiss. Their tongues dueled and tangled together. When breathing became essential, they pulled back, Hunter's lips attaching themselves to Shawn's neck, biting and sucking. Shawn groaned, clenching his hands in Hunter's hair.

"Hunter... fuck me..." Shawn muttered. Hunter pulled back, smirking at Shawn as he reached into the bedside table.

"No foreplay?" he asked, teasing. Shawn groaned, arching slightly as Hunter squeezed some of the lube he pulled out of the table onto his fingers. He then slid one finger into Shawn's passage, causing the older man to arch again, moaning Hunter's name in a soft whisper that spilled from his lips. As Hunter slid in another finger, scissoring them to stretch Shawn's passage. Shawn groaned and gripped Hunter's hair, pulling on it.

"Hunter, I said fuck me, not tease me... do it... please..." Hunter raised an eyebrow, but did as he was asked. He took the rest of the lube on his hands and stroked his cock, slicking it up before he thrust into Shawn. Shawn cried out in pleasure, arching up as Hunter began to fuck him, pulling out, and thrusting back in. Shawn groaned and surprised Hunter, wrapping his legs around the larger man and flipping them over, making Hunter the one on the bed. Shawn smirked and began to ride Hunter's cock, causing the younger man to groan out in pleasure. As Shawn grinded against Hunter and rode him, he was making sure that Hunter's cock hit his prostate, making him gasp and moan in pleasure. Hunter wrapped his hand around Shawn's dick, stroking it quickly, making Shawn speed up as well.

"Fuck... Hunter... I'm cumming...!" Shawn cried out as he came, thick white jets covering Hunter's hand. The tightening sensation of Shawn's orgasm caused Hunter to tense up and he thrust upward once, twice, before he came inside Shawn, with a cry...

Hunter shot up, sitting up on his bed. He groaned at the sticky substance on his hand. He growled in frustration, flinging the sheets off, revealing semen splashed against them. Damn it if the Heart Break Kid didn't invade his dreams yet again. He started toward the bathroom, almost tripping on something on the floor, which he kicked vehemently across the room, ignoring the crash against the wall. He turned the bathroom light on, turned the cold water on, and growled again as he forced himself to get under the cold spray. Damn these fucking dreams...

The next morning, Shawn woke up groggily, rubbing his eyes. After a quick shower, he got dressed, putting his hair in the usual half-ponytail. He blinked when he began searching for the last part of his clothes, putting his hands on his hips.

"Where the fuck are my boots?!"

Shawnter - Fin

AN: There ya go! This fic may be on hold for a bit... I don't know how well my muse is handling everything over the past week. I'm hoping it's not affecting my writing, but with this being what it is, a bad mood will mean bad sex, so yeah. Uh... Next up is Eric and Shawn for LCHime, if I can manage it. I'll do my best.

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