"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Entering the ring
first, the current tag team champions, Shannon Moore and Christian!" The
new heel tag team champions walked down the ramp and slid into the ring to
a mixture of boos and cheers. I took a deep breath and did some last
minute stretching before the new music started. When I heard that loud
rock sound blare in from the speakers in the arena, a smile crept across my
face and I took Jeff's hand, waiting for our cue.
'I wanna get psycho
Run you little bitch
I want your power glowing, juicy flowing, red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little taste
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?'
"Now entering the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, JEFF HARDY AND MYSTIC ANGEL!" Jeff and I stood at the top of the ramp staring down at the ramp. I gave Jeff a wild smile and laughed as the music continued.
'Need to get psycho
wanna hear you say it
say, you want it, need it
Don't wanna wait until we finish the show
It's not enough, you hunger for more
You're one twisted little fuck
And now you wanna get psycho with me.'
Jeff and I ran down the ramp and slid into the ring side by side. I took one side of the ring and jumped up and down on the ropes while he took the other side.
'I can feel the blood, flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now
Pretentious whore and pull my trigger
Free the violence that is building in me
I say now end of the ride, murder suicide
Is how I've been feelin' that I can't ignore
And the need to get psycho
Is not a question to me.'
It was a match up of favored heel versus favored face. We circled each other before I laid out Shannon with a drop kick to the chest, signaling the beginning of the match. Jeff and Christian climbed out of the ring and cheered us on. Shannon and I locked up and he instantly pulled me into a head lock. I elbowed him in the stomach and threw him on the mat in a snapmare. I quickly locked my arms around his head tightly. He struggled and eventually stood and threw me into the corner where he went for a series of shoulder thrusts. The ref stopped him and he pulled me out of the corner by my hair. He did a snap suplex and went for a quick cover. I kicked out on two and got to my feet. I hit him with a few hard chops then whipped into the ropes. He came back at me and I was ready with a flying forearm. I did a back flip onto him and went for the cover. On the two count he punched out. I sighed and punched the mat before dragging him over to Jeff and tagging him in. We went for a double suplex and I let Jeff go on with the match. He had Shannon down with a suplex and went for the pin when Christian ran in and nailed him with an elbow to the back to break the count. Shannon then took control and tagged in Christian. Christian went for a few chops, pushing Jeff into the corner. Christian went for a drop kick but Jeff moved and Christian landed flat on his back. Jeff ran to me and tagged me in. Jeff whipped Christian into the opposite corner and got down on his hands and knees. I jumped off his back for poetry in motion and Jeff slid out of the ring. I pulled Christian up to his feet and hit him with a jaw breaker. I quickly went up top to go for Halo's Twist but I saw him get up and run towards me so I quickly changed it to a corkscrew moonsault. I went for the pin but he kicked out. I whipped him into the ropes and brought him down in a tilt-a-whirl slam. I quickly went for the cover, but Shannon jumped in and kicked my back. Christian pulled me to my feet and pulled off the unprettier. He covered me for the win. Jeff jumped in put my head on his lap.
"And here are your winners and still tag team champions, Christian and Shannon Moore!" I stood up, trying to shake off the pain from that move and walked up the ramp.
"That thing hurts like a mother!" I yelled as I rubbed my face.
"Sorry, kiddo. You okay?" Jay asked walking up behind me.
"Yeah, I'm aight. Go get your stanky self in the showers!" I laughed watching him run off.
"You goin home this weekend?" Jeff asked handing me a towel.
"Yep, Shane and I have his brother's Halloween party," I smiled.
"Oh, have fun," he said placing a kiss on my cheek.
"Jeff, is there something wrong?" I asked placing my hands on my waist.
"No, not at all. Lata babe," he said disappearing into the locker room.
"I swear he gets weirder and weirder the longer I know him," I said shaking head.
"Who?" Amy asked.
"Jeff. Have you noticed how weird he's gotten lately?" I asked.
"Have you noticed how you've gotten attached to Shane lately?" she replied.
"I have not been."
"Yes you have been. You two are a part for maybe five minutes," she said.
"He's not with me right now," I smiled smugly.
"Hey baby," Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and placing a kiss on my sweaty neck.
"I rest my case," Amy said walking off. I rolled my eyes and turned around to place a kiss on Shane's lips.
"Okay, what the hell are you supposed to be?" Matt asked as I walked out of my room in his and Amy's house.
"Holy shit girl! You look like.......like a hooker," Amy said.
"Yeah, I know. I'm goin as a rocker tramp," I smiled.
"Obviously," Matt laughed as Shane walked in the house in a pair of leather pants, a black muscle tee, a pair of Lugz, and his black leather coat.
"And you would be her pimp?" Amy asked pointing to me.
"Whoa," Shane said as he raised my hands in the air. "You're looking hot babe."
"Thank you. You too," I said kissing his cheek carefully, as to not smudge my dark red lipstick. He gave me a large smile and took my hand.
"Ready?" he asked. I nodded and we walked out the door. "What I think we should do is go stop off at my house and have a little fun."
"No. As it is, we're gonna be late," I replied.
"You're no fun," he pouted. I leaned over and sucked on his ear making him let out quiet moans.
"I could be fun a little later," I whispered before settling back in the seat.
"I can wait," he laughed. I smiled as I shook my head at him. "You really look great. I love that skirt on you."
"Thanks," I said softly as he reached over and ran his hand up and down the inside of my thigh. I bit on my lip as my body tingled with many sensations.
I stepped out of the car and fixed my ruffled up hair as Shane pulled his shirt back on. I pulled my skirt down and smiled as he took my hand. We walked up to his brother's house and walked into one of the biggest parties I had ever been to. People were everyplace drinking, dancing, eating, making out.
"Hey bro!" Michael ran up to us with his girlfriend close behind. He gave Shane a hug and handed him a corona.
"Hey Mikey, Jen," Shane said placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
"Hi guys," she replied.
"Casey, it's good to see you again," Michael said kissing my cheek. "I'm actually surprised you two made it."
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Well, the way my brother described you relationship it sounded to me as if you two have sex more than a pair of rabbits," he laughed as Shane his shoulder. I just laughed at him as I grabbed a Smirnoff out of a bucket of ice.
"You look great Casey. What are you supposed to be?" Jen asked.
"A rocker tramp," I laughed.
"Yeah, well, meet Barbie," Michael laughed wrapping an arm around Jen's slender waist. She had on a tight pink dress with flowers all over it. She had on a platinum blonde wig that sat on her shoulders loosely.
"What are you supposed to be bro?" Shane asked.
"Can't ya tell?" he asked. Shane and I shook our heads as he reached up to his head. "Oh! Wait a sec." He ran off and came back wearing a pair of black rimed glasses and a reporters hat. "Get it now?"
"No, sorry," I said with a shrug.
"Shane, I'm you! I'm Gregory Helms, ace reporter!" Michael laughed.
"Ooooohhhh," Shane and I said.
"What are you Shane?" Jen asked.
"I'm a rocker," Shane said his lips forming that famous pout of his.
'I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy.'
"Oh, Shane, it's our song, come on!" I yelled as I pulled him into the living room.
"Jen, you gotta watch this. It's like X-rated. I went out with the two of them one nite and this song came on and it was just amazing that they'd do this," Michael said as the two of them stood off to the side to watch us.
Shane and I started off my grinding slightly. His arm was around my waist and I rubbed myself up against him.
'I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
And if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands.'
I smiled at him as I turned around to face him. I put my hands on his chest as we continued to move and wiggled myself down his body. As I was crouching down on the floor, I looked up at him and licked my lips. I moved my body back up his and swung my head around as he pulled me closely to his body. My head was right next to his as we moved our bodies together.
"I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy." I sang along in a whisper in his ear to the song. I bit on his ear gently and looked into his deep brown eyes. We put our foreheads together and mouthed the words of the song to each other.
'I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candle lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
cause you know I got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head and scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud.'
I put my mouth on his roughly and played with his tongue as I wrapped one leg around his waist. I pulled away, biting on his lip gently and moved down his body once again. As I moved back up, I rubbed my hands up his chest under his shirt. I turned around, back to our starting position and could tell that he was a little more than happy about this song. He seemed to be ecstatic.
'I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurtin the garden all in the dir
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In the sun or up in the shade on the top of my escalade
Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
What about up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
Scream help play my game; dracula man I'll get my fangs
Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my brains.'
When the song ended Michael and Jen walked over to us clapping. "Well, bro, if you could just calm down a little bit I'll take you out in the back to see the hot tub," Michael said with a laugh as I stepped away from Shane. Shane quickly pulled me back in front of him and blushed.
I put my hand on the side of his face and smiled up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too," he replied leaning down to kiss me.
"We can tell," Jen laughed as she walked away to go talk to some friends.
"Come on, and bring your shield with you," Michael joked.
It was midnite and Shane and I decided to head home. We pulled up Matt and Amy's driveway and Shane slowly turned off the car. We got out and let out a nervous sigh. I smiled at him as he walked over to me and held my hand in his.
"Casey, I have to ask you something," he said with a nervous look on his face.
A/N: Of course the song in this chapter is by Ludacris called "What's your Fantasy." I always thought this was an excellent song to describe their relationship. And yes......Casey and Shane did have sex in the car before they went into the party. Lol See!! Told ya that the song fit them! Lol Anyways hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. 2 more left! And I have em both done. Just have to go through and edit them. They should be up sometime this week. Probably before Friday. Thanks for all the reviews!
A/N2: Oh! I also used Disturbed's song called "Meaning of Life" for Jeff and Casey's tag team entrance music.
'I wanna get psycho
Run you little bitch
I want your power glowing, juicy flowing, red hot, meaning of life
It's not enough to have a little taste
I want the whole damn thing now
Can you dig it?'
"Now entering the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, JEFF HARDY AND MYSTIC ANGEL!" Jeff and I stood at the top of the ramp staring down at the ramp. I gave Jeff a wild smile and laughed as the music continued.
'Need to get psycho
wanna hear you say it
say, you want it, need it
Don't wanna wait until we finish the show
It's not enough, you hunger for more
You're one twisted little fuck
And now you wanna get psycho with me.'
Jeff and I ran down the ramp and slid into the ring side by side. I took one side of the ring and jumped up and down on the ropes while he took the other side.
'I can feel the blood, flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now
Pretentious whore and pull my trigger
Free the violence that is building in me
I say now end of the ride, murder suicide
Is how I've been feelin' that I can't ignore
And the need to get psycho
Is not a question to me.'
It was a match up of favored heel versus favored face. We circled each other before I laid out Shannon with a drop kick to the chest, signaling the beginning of the match. Jeff and Christian climbed out of the ring and cheered us on. Shannon and I locked up and he instantly pulled me into a head lock. I elbowed him in the stomach and threw him on the mat in a snapmare. I quickly locked my arms around his head tightly. He struggled and eventually stood and threw me into the corner where he went for a series of shoulder thrusts. The ref stopped him and he pulled me out of the corner by my hair. He did a snap suplex and went for a quick cover. I kicked out on two and got to my feet. I hit him with a few hard chops then whipped into the ropes. He came back at me and I was ready with a flying forearm. I did a back flip onto him and went for the cover. On the two count he punched out. I sighed and punched the mat before dragging him over to Jeff and tagging him in. We went for a double suplex and I let Jeff go on with the match. He had Shannon down with a suplex and went for the pin when Christian ran in and nailed him with an elbow to the back to break the count. Shannon then took control and tagged in Christian. Christian went for a few chops, pushing Jeff into the corner. Christian went for a drop kick but Jeff moved and Christian landed flat on his back. Jeff ran to me and tagged me in. Jeff whipped Christian into the opposite corner and got down on his hands and knees. I jumped off his back for poetry in motion and Jeff slid out of the ring. I pulled Christian up to his feet and hit him with a jaw breaker. I quickly went up top to go for Halo's Twist but I saw him get up and run towards me so I quickly changed it to a corkscrew moonsault. I went for the pin but he kicked out. I whipped him into the ropes and brought him down in a tilt-a-whirl slam. I quickly went for the cover, but Shannon jumped in and kicked my back. Christian pulled me to my feet and pulled off the unprettier. He covered me for the win. Jeff jumped in put my head on his lap.
"And here are your winners and still tag team champions, Christian and Shannon Moore!" I stood up, trying to shake off the pain from that move and walked up the ramp.
"That thing hurts like a mother!" I yelled as I rubbed my face.
"Sorry, kiddo. You okay?" Jay asked walking up behind me.
"Yeah, I'm aight. Go get your stanky self in the showers!" I laughed watching him run off.
"You goin home this weekend?" Jeff asked handing me a towel.
"Yep, Shane and I have his brother's Halloween party," I smiled.
"Oh, have fun," he said placing a kiss on my cheek.
"Jeff, is there something wrong?" I asked placing my hands on my waist.
"No, not at all. Lata babe," he said disappearing into the locker room.
"I swear he gets weirder and weirder the longer I know him," I said shaking head.
"Who?" Amy asked.
"Jeff. Have you noticed how weird he's gotten lately?" I asked.
"Have you noticed how you've gotten attached to Shane lately?" she replied.
"I have not been."
"Yes you have been. You two are a part for maybe five minutes," she said.
"He's not with me right now," I smiled smugly.
"Hey baby," Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and placing a kiss on my sweaty neck.
"I rest my case," Amy said walking off. I rolled my eyes and turned around to place a kiss on Shane's lips.
"Okay, what the hell are you supposed to be?" Matt asked as I walked out of my room in his and Amy's house.
"Holy shit girl! You look like.......like a hooker," Amy said.
"Yeah, I know. I'm goin as a rocker tramp," I smiled.
"Obviously," Matt laughed as Shane walked in the house in a pair of leather pants, a black muscle tee, a pair of Lugz, and his black leather coat.
"And you would be her pimp?" Amy asked pointing to me.
"Whoa," Shane said as he raised my hands in the air. "You're looking hot babe."
"Thank you. You too," I said kissing his cheek carefully, as to not smudge my dark red lipstick. He gave me a large smile and took my hand.
"Ready?" he asked. I nodded and we walked out the door. "What I think we should do is go stop off at my house and have a little fun."
"No. As it is, we're gonna be late," I replied.
"You're no fun," he pouted. I leaned over and sucked on his ear making him let out quiet moans.
"I could be fun a little later," I whispered before settling back in the seat.
"I can wait," he laughed. I smiled as I shook my head at him. "You really look great. I love that skirt on you."
"Thanks," I said softly as he reached over and ran his hand up and down the inside of my thigh. I bit on my lip as my body tingled with many sensations.
I stepped out of the car and fixed my ruffled up hair as Shane pulled his shirt back on. I pulled my skirt down and smiled as he took my hand. We walked up to his brother's house and walked into one of the biggest parties I had ever been to. People were everyplace drinking, dancing, eating, making out.
"Hey bro!" Michael ran up to us with his girlfriend close behind. He gave Shane a hug and handed him a corona.
"Hey Mikey, Jen," Shane said placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
"Hi guys," she replied.
"Casey, it's good to see you again," Michael said kissing my cheek. "I'm actually surprised you two made it."
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Well, the way my brother described you relationship it sounded to me as if you two have sex more than a pair of rabbits," he laughed as Shane his shoulder. I just laughed at him as I grabbed a Smirnoff out of a bucket of ice.
"You look great Casey. What are you supposed to be?" Jen asked.
"A rocker tramp," I laughed.
"Yeah, well, meet Barbie," Michael laughed wrapping an arm around Jen's slender waist. She had on a tight pink dress with flowers all over it. She had on a platinum blonde wig that sat on her shoulders loosely.
"What are you supposed to be bro?" Shane asked.
"Can't ya tell?" he asked. Shane and I shook our heads as he reached up to his head. "Oh! Wait a sec." He ran off and came back wearing a pair of black rimed glasses and a reporters hat. "Get it now?"
"No, sorry," I said with a shrug.
"Shane, I'm you! I'm Gregory Helms, ace reporter!" Michael laughed.
"Ooooohhhh," Shane and I said.
"What are you Shane?" Jen asked.
"I'm a rocker," Shane said his lips forming that famous pout of his.
'I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy.'
"Oh, Shane, it's our song, come on!" I yelled as I pulled him into the living room.
"Jen, you gotta watch this. It's like X-rated. I went out with the two of them one nite and this song came on and it was just amazing that they'd do this," Michael said as the two of them stood off to the side to watch us.
Shane and I started off my grinding slightly. His arm was around my waist and I rubbed myself up against him.
'I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
And if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands.'
I smiled at him as I turned around to face him. I put my hands on his chest as we continued to move and wiggled myself down his body. As I was crouching down on the floor, I looked up at him and licked my lips. I moved my body back up his and swung my head around as he pulled me closely to his body. My head was right next to his as we moved our bodies together.
"I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo'
Then I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy." I sang along in a whisper in his ear to the song. I bit on his ear gently and looked into his deep brown eyes. We put our foreheads together and mouthed the words of the song to each other.
'I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candle lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
cause you know I got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head and scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud.'
I put my mouth on his roughly and played with his tongue as I wrapped one leg around his waist. I pulled away, biting on his lip gently and moved down his body once again. As I moved back up, I rubbed my hands up his chest under his shirt. I turned around, back to our starting position and could tell that he was a little more than happy about this song. He seemed to be ecstatic.
'I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurtin the garden all in the dir
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In the sun or up in the shade on the top of my escalade
Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes!
On the ocean or in the boat! Factories or on hundred spokes!
What about up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
Whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little booty up with my belt
Scream help play my game; dracula man I'll get my fangs
Horseback and I'll get my reigns, school teacher let me get my brains.'
When the song ended Michael and Jen walked over to us clapping. "Well, bro, if you could just calm down a little bit I'll take you out in the back to see the hot tub," Michael said with a laugh as I stepped away from Shane. Shane quickly pulled me back in front of him and blushed.
I put my hand on the side of his face and smiled up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too," he replied leaning down to kiss me.
"We can tell," Jen laughed as she walked away to go talk to some friends.
"Come on, and bring your shield with you," Michael joked.
It was midnite and Shane and I decided to head home. We pulled up Matt and Amy's driveway and Shane slowly turned off the car. We got out and let out a nervous sigh. I smiled at him as he walked over to me and held my hand in his.
"Casey, I have to ask you something," he said with a nervous look on his face.
A/N: Of course the song in this chapter is by Ludacris called "What's your Fantasy." I always thought this was an excellent song to describe their relationship. And yes......Casey and Shane did have sex in the car before they went into the party. Lol See!! Told ya that the song fit them! Lol Anyways hope ya'll enjoyed this chapter. 2 more left! And I have em both done. Just have to go through and edit them. They should be up sometime this week. Probably before Friday. Thanks for all the reviews!
A/N2: Oh! I also used Disturbed's song called "Meaning of Life" for Jeff and Casey's tag team entrance music.