Chasing Shawn
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Bret Hart/Shawn Michaels
Summary: Bret hires the Undertaker after the 97' Survivor Series Screw job to take care of Shawn... BUT his conscience starts to get to him... Based on the events of 1997, altered a little of course )
Genre: Suspense/romance Warnings: Slash, sex, kinky sex... Dominatrix!Shawn
Chapter 27
Shawn's POV
Does he love me? It sure feels like it... Why is he doing this to me..? It hurts so bad. I love him... "Bastard." I muttered to his sleeping form.
"Bitch..." He grumbled back.
I sat up against the headboard, looking up to his Princess Leia action figure. I wonder what it was like being with Han Solo... "Must have been a jerk like you... Who says they love you and then takes it back?!" I hissed quietly, smacking his head.
"Mmmghh.. Whas the matta, Shawn...?" Bret mumbled as he looked up at me, his dark eyes half open.
"Nothing." I muttered and climbed back down into bed. His arm drapped around my chest- I was wearing one of his old Bret Hart shirts and the Simpsons boxer shorts I'm working on stealing from him. Needless to say, I'm very cold- and Bret was very nice and warm. His face laid on the side of my head, nuzzling my hair happily. Damn you Bret Hart, all you have to do his cuddle with me and all my anger vanishes. His hand trailed up my chest, underneath my shirt. Oh god, he's touching my nipple... He was squeezing and tugging. I let out a stiffled moan. "You're not sleeping."
"Nope." He grinned sucking on my ear. He turned me around so I was on my back, and laid down on his side next to me. He lifted the shirt up around my neck, exposing my bare torso. My nipples were already sort of hard from him teasing them moments ago.
"God I love your nipples..." He breathed across one, making me shiver. "They're so senstive... tender."
I gasped sharply and thrusted upwards when his lips closed over one of my buds, sucking on it till it hardened and peaked beneath his mouth. "Bu-Bret!" I squirmed beneath him, gasping softly as he left a trail of warm kisses down my body. I moaned quietly as he dipped his tongue into my naval.
"You taste so good..."
I grabbed his hair as he climbed between my spread legs. "Br-Bret please, we can't do this here with your dad!"
"Fuck." He muttered, laying his head on my stomach. "You're right... I'm sorry for touching you like this, but as you know-"
"You just can't keep your hands off me." I giggled and threaded my hands through his thick hair. "So what's going on today, Bret?" I asked shutting my eyes. I waited about ten minutes for him to answer me, but when he didn't, I looked down at him. "Awww..." He had fallen asleep with his head on my stomach, snoring away happily.
"Bret... Mmm, wake up." I said and shook him gently- and it wasn't because of the slight drooling on my tummy.
"Mmfh. What is it Shawn, honey?" He asked resting his chin on my stomach.
"It's morning... Time for breakfast."
"But..."
"I'm hungry!" I protested and pushed him off of me.
Bret slowly sat up and looked over at me as I disguarded my clothing. "My god, you're so incredible Shawn. You're too beautiful..."
"You're so sweet, Bret." I smiled and pulled some of my clothing that I had packed up in a spare drawer in his dresser. I heard him get off the bed and come up behind me. His strong arms wrapped my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. "Geez you're so affectionate today! Not that I'm complaining or anything..."
"I'm so glad. Because I'm not letting go any time soon."
"How am I supposed to get dressed then, hhmm Bret? I get cranky when I don't eat."
He sighed and bit my neck gently. "Fine, I'll leave you alone."
I finished getting dressed and ready, pulling on a pair of tight blue jeans and long sleeved grey chasmire shirt. Calgary is damn cold, so I had to be some what conservative about my clothing. I don't want to freeze! "Coming down to breakfast?"
"It's too early for me. You go on ahead, I'm going to get some more sleep."
"You're not going to sneak off and see some sort of game with out me again, are you...?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.
"NO! I... learned my lesson..." He growled and his hands instantly going back to protect his ass.
"Good boy." I grinned and kissed him on the cheek. "See you downstairs." I bounced downstairs and into the kitchen with the Hart women. "Hey ladies! Got any breakfast left for me?"
"Sure Shawn- Mom made pancakes." Diana smiled and put a few on the plate for me. "Jeez... For a person who hates the cold so much, you sure do like popciles."
I coughed on my breakfast, choking it down as I looked at all the women who were staring at me. "Um... Is anyone complaining...?" I asked and looked around at them. By the way all the Hart men fled the room l,ast night, I was assuming everyone else had a good time too.
"No... Not in the least, dear." Helen grinned and took up a load of laundry upstairs. The Hart sisters followed her, leaving me in the room with Andrea and Keith's wife whom had show up last night.
"Soooo.... What's Bret like?" Andrea asked. "You know... Down there."
I blushed a little and started giggling like mad. "Ohh... Well I didn't want to say anything in front of his sisters but... DAYUM! He's like a foot long..."
They both gasped, looking to me wide eyed. "M-my god..."
"And he's ALWAYS horny. ALL the time."
"Lucky bitch.." Andrea murmured. "Wow... But do you love him?"
Bret's POV-
I walked down the stairs, yawning slowly. I heard some of the girls giggling softly, and there was Shawn, laughing it up with them.
"Of course I love him. I don't know when it really hit me.. But... I love him. He's a grumpy, grouchy, HORNY, irritable man. But he's also very caring, honorable, and affectionate. And horny. That's a major plus. He compliments my um... less than perfect attributes... Like how I get very snippy, and pouty... And how I complain all the time, how I'm so bratty... But I only do those things because I love to get a rise out of him. That way I know he's still alive." He brushed his hair back over his shoulder and smiled at my sister in laws.
"I love you too..." I mumured watching him laugh and smile. Every motion he made was making my heart beat faster. "I think my ears are burning- Have you three been talkin' about little ole me?" I asked grabbing a pear from the basket of fruit on the table.
Shawn reached over and squeezed my arm. "Just about what a sex machine you are."
I turned pink. "Don't go spreading that around!"
"Oh Bret, you should be proud of being a demon in the sack!" Shawn giggled and stood up. "Not many people are..."
"Still! Keep quiet about that stuff!" God, my sister in laws are in the room! I can hear the little wheels turning in their heads...
"Oohh poor Bretty's embaressed..." Shawn grinned.
I grumbled and turned a darker shade of pink. "Stop calling me Bretty."
"You're about as bright as your wrestling tights. If I keep teasing will you go hot pink?"
"Okay, that's it little man!!" I shouted and charged at him. I don't get it- Shawn is way too fast for me to catch but yet I'm chasing him through the woods. He's always at least three feet away from me. I was gaining on him today though, he was having trouble getting down the hill. I ran up behind him and tackled him to the ground. We rolled around on the ground, kicking up golden yellow and red leaves. We finally stopped in front of an old apple tree, panting hard. I brushed the hair out of his face, pulling the bits of leaves out of it too. "I love you, Shawn..."
"You... You mean it this time?"
"Yes, I love you Shawn." I murmured quietly pushing our lips together. It felt so good to tell him. He's mine now, mine and mine alone. Undertaker be damned, he's never going to take Shawn away from me. I'll die before that happens. But little did I know that Keith and Ross were up in the apple tree spying on us. Well, I did know when the apple hit the back of my head. I jerked up and looked to them sitting on a branch laughing their asses off. "YOU BASTARDS!"
Shawn was laughing hysterically, watching me try and climbed the tree. "Bret, come on down... You're not the most graceful person I've ever seen..."
"Just let me beat up my brothers and we can go and celebrate my new found love for you!" I shouted and scaled up the tree. I grabbed on to Ross's foot and was about to pull him down off the limb when I realized what I was doing. "Hey... What's wrong with me? I have a hot and sexy lover who willingly wears thongs and leather and I'm wasting my time with you two."
"Why do you think I chucked an apple at you?" Keith grumbled and threw another one at me. "My wife wears slacks and cartigans. The last time she wore something hot was on our honeymoon!"
I dodged another apple and grinned. "You two have a very nice day- but I'm going to be spending it with Shawn. Whose not wearing underwear at all today." I winked at them and jumped down from the tree.
"Bye guys! See you at dinner!" Shawn said cheerfully and leaned against me as we started up toward the house. Of course, we'll be heading up to Lover's Lane before we go in there... I've never felt so good before. But you know what they say- when you're feeling good, something bad has to happen.
TBC
Genre: Suspense/romance Warnings: Slash, sex, kinky sex... Dominatrix!Shawn
Chapter 27
Shawn's POV
Does he love me? It sure feels like it... Why is he doing this to me..? It hurts so bad. I love him... "Bastard." I muttered to his sleeping form.
"Bitch..." He grumbled back.
I sat up against the headboard, looking up to his Princess Leia action figure. I wonder what it was like being with Han Solo... "Must have been a jerk like you... Who says they love you and then takes it back?!" I hissed quietly, smacking his head.
"Mmmghh.. Whas the matta, Shawn...?" Bret mumbled as he looked up at me, his dark eyes half open.
"Nothing." I muttered and climbed back down into bed. His arm drapped around my chest- I was wearing one of his old Bret Hart shirts and the Simpsons boxer shorts I'm working on stealing from him. Needless to say, I'm very cold- and Bret was very nice and warm. His face laid on the side of my head, nuzzling my hair happily. Damn you Bret Hart, all you have to do his cuddle with me and all my anger vanishes. His hand trailed up my chest, underneath my shirt. Oh god, he's touching my nipple... He was squeezing and tugging. I let out a stiffled moan. "You're not sleeping."
"Nope." He grinned sucking on my ear. He turned me around so I was on my back, and laid down on his side next to me. He lifted the shirt up around my neck, exposing my bare torso. My nipples were already sort of hard from him teasing them moments ago.
"God I love your nipples..." He breathed across one, making me shiver. "They're so senstive... tender."
I gasped sharply and thrusted upwards when his lips closed over one of my buds, sucking on it till it hardened and peaked beneath his mouth. "Bu-Bret!" I squirmed beneath him, gasping softly as he left a trail of warm kisses down my body. I moaned quietly as he dipped his tongue into my naval.
"You taste so good..."
I grabbed his hair as he climbed between my spread legs. "Br-Bret please, we can't do this here with your dad!"
"Fuck." He muttered, laying his head on my stomach. "You're right... I'm sorry for touching you like this, but as you know-"
"You just can't keep your hands off me." I giggled and threaded my hands through his thick hair. "So what's going on today, Bret?" I asked shutting my eyes. I waited about ten minutes for him to answer me, but when he didn't, I looked down at him. "Awww..." He had fallen asleep with his head on my stomach, snoring away happily.
"Bret... Mmm, wake up." I said and shook him gently- and it wasn't because of the slight drooling on my tummy.
"Mmfh. What is it Shawn, honey?" He asked resting his chin on my stomach.
"It's morning... Time for breakfast."
"But..."
"I'm hungry!" I protested and pushed him off of me.
Bret slowly sat up and looked over at me as I disguarded my clothing. "My god, you're so incredible Shawn. You're too beautiful..."
"You're so sweet, Bret." I smiled and pulled some of my clothing that I had packed up in a spare drawer in his dresser. I heard him get off the bed and come up behind me. His strong arms wrapped my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. "Geez you're so affectionate today! Not that I'm complaining or anything..."
"I'm so glad. Because I'm not letting go any time soon."
"How am I supposed to get dressed then, hhmm Bret? I get cranky when I don't eat."
He sighed and bit my neck gently. "Fine, I'll leave you alone."
I finished getting dressed and ready, pulling on a pair of tight blue jeans and long sleeved grey chasmire shirt. Calgary is damn cold, so I had to be some what conservative about my clothing. I don't want to freeze! "Coming down to breakfast?"
"It's too early for me. You go on ahead, I'm going to get some more sleep."
"You're not going to sneak off and see some sort of game with out me again, are you...?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.
"NO! I... learned my lesson..." He growled and his hands instantly going back to protect his ass.
"Good boy." I grinned and kissed him on the cheek. "See you downstairs." I bounced downstairs and into the kitchen with the Hart women. "Hey ladies! Got any breakfast left for me?"
"Sure Shawn- Mom made pancakes." Diana smiled and put a few on the plate for me. "Jeez... For a person who hates the cold so much, you sure do like popciles."
I coughed on my breakfast, choking it down as I looked at all the women who were staring at me. "Um... Is anyone complaining...?" I asked and looked around at them. By the way all the Hart men fled the room l,ast night, I was assuming everyone else had a good time too.
"No... Not in the least, dear." Helen grinned and took up a load of laundry upstairs. The Hart sisters followed her, leaving me in the room with Andrea and Keith's wife whom had show up last night.
"Soooo.... What's Bret like?" Andrea asked. "You know... Down there."
I blushed a little and started giggling like mad. "Ohh... Well I didn't want to say anything in front of his sisters but... DAYUM! He's like a foot long..."
They both gasped, looking to me wide eyed. "M-my god..."
"And he's ALWAYS horny. ALL the time."
"Lucky bitch.." Andrea murmured. "Wow... But do you love him?"
Bret's POV-
I walked down the stairs, yawning slowly. I heard some of the girls giggling softly, and there was Shawn, laughing it up with them.
"Of course I love him. I don't know when it really hit me.. But... I love him. He's a grumpy, grouchy, HORNY, irritable man. But he's also very caring, honorable, and affectionate. And horny. That's a major plus. He compliments my um... less than perfect attributes... Like how I get very snippy, and pouty... And how I complain all the time, how I'm so bratty... But I only do those things because I love to get a rise out of him. That way I know he's still alive." He brushed his hair back over his shoulder and smiled at my sister in laws.
"I love you too..." I mumured watching him laugh and smile. Every motion he made was making my heart beat faster. "I think my ears are burning- Have you three been talkin' about little ole me?" I asked grabbing a pear from the basket of fruit on the table.
Shawn reached over and squeezed my arm. "Just about what a sex machine you are."
I turned pink. "Don't go spreading that around!"
"Oh Bret, you should be proud of being a demon in the sack!" Shawn giggled and stood up. "Not many people are..."
"Still! Keep quiet about that stuff!" God, my sister in laws are in the room! I can hear the little wheels turning in their heads...
"Oohh poor Bretty's embaressed..." Shawn grinned.
I grumbled and turned a darker shade of pink. "Stop calling me Bretty."
"You're about as bright as your wrestling tights. If I keep teasing will you go hot pink?"
"Okay, that's it little man!!" I shouted and charged at him. I don't get it- Shawn is way too fast for me to catch but yet I'm chasing him through the woods. He's always at least three feet away from me. I was gaining on him today though, he was having trouble getting down the hill. I ran up behind him and tackled him to the ground. We rolled around on the ground, kicking up golden yellow and red leaves. We finally stopped in front of an old apple tree, panting hard. I brushed the hair out of his face, pulling the bits of leaves out of it too. "I love you, Shawn..."
"You... You mean it this time?"
"Yes, I love you Shawn." I murmured quietly pushing our lips together. It felt so good to tell him. He's mine now, mine and mine alone. Undertaker be damned, he's never going to take Shawn away from me. I'll die before that happens. But little did I know that Keith and Ross were up in the apple tree spying on us. Well, I did know when the apple hit the back of my head. I jerked up and looked to them sitting on a branch laughing their asses off. "YOU BASTARDS!"
Shawn was laughing hysterically, watching me try and climbed the tree. "Bret, come on down... You're not the most graceful person I've ever seen..."
"Just let me beat up my brothers and we can go and celebrate my new found love for you!" I shouted and scaled up the tree. I grabbed on to Ross's foot and was about to pull him down off the limb when I realized what I was doing. "Hey... What's wrong with me? I have a hot and sexy lover who willingly wears thongs and leather and I'm wasting my time with you two."
"Why do you think I chucked an apple at you?" Keith grumbled and threw another one at me. "My wife wears slacks and cartigans. The last time she wore something hot was on our honeymoon!"
I dodged another apple and grinned. "You two have a very nice day- but I'm going to be spending it with Shawn. Whose not wearing underwear at all today." I winked at them and jumped down from the tree.
"Bye guys! See you at dinner!" Shawn said cheerfully and leaned against me as we started up toward the house. Of course, we'll be heading up to Lover's Lane before we go in there... I've never felt so good before. But you know what they say- when you're feeling good, something bad has to happen.
TBC