Masqurade
Rating: R
Genre: General
Pairing: Taker/Shawn
Summary: An AU fic
Warning: S&M and loads of it in later chapters
Disclaimers: Not mine
A short chapter-- testing the waters on this pairing before I decide to write more :-P You guys like it, review me^^))
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Shawn wore a pair of zebra print chaps over tight leather pants. They were adorned with mirrors and sequins of mostly red in color. His top was did less to cover him then if he had just worn a strip across his nipples. It was a zebra print garb, cut at various angles and laced together at the sides with leather strips. From off the bottom of it, chains hung down and were attached to the chaps. In his partially gloved hand he clutched an invitation to the elborate masqurade ball being held at Arkenstone Manor that evening.
Just to be able to be alowed in Arkenstone was a grace of the gods to say the least. Shawn had seen all sorts of people try to get in, but only some have ever made it through. He had also noted that it was only those who bore a certain crest somewhere on their body were allowed in. He wanted so desperately to be allowed in that he even pondered about drawing the symbol on his hand... Just for a glimpse.
So needless to say, for what ever reason this party was going on for this evening he was beside himself with excitement. Up the walk way he went, his long brownish-blonde hair bobbing up and down behind him. Maybe he would meet someone tonight... After he and Bret had broken up a few weeks ago, this was exactly what he needed.
"Going to that party?" Came a deep voice from behind amongst the thicket of trees. A man of around seven feet tall and wearing a full length black cloak leaned up against a cpyrus tree.
Shawn nearly jumped out of his zebra outfit looking to the man behind amongst the misty backdrop with a startled expression on his handsome features. "Y-Yeah... You scared me there pal!"
"Sorry. Wasn't my true intention..." He began stepping out from the shadows. He was tall, towering at least a foot over Shawn. His hair was very long, reddish and brown in color. "Quite sorry, cowboy... Hope I didn't scare you too much."
"N-No." Shawn muttered stepping back a bit. "Just a little caught off guard."
"Mm. Understandable... Why don't I walk you to the manor? It's not a good road to walk along when you look so... Helpless and delicious. ... I mean delicatable."
Shawn blinked and rubbed his arms. Delicious... my god, I should just turn back now. But... But I can't escape those eyes...
The tall man extended his arm to Shawn, his light eyes never leaving the smaller man's beautiful face as if he was commiting it to memory. "Take my arm."
He took in a deep breath, looping his arm around his associate's arm. "Thank you..."
"May I know your name?"
"Shawn Michaels... Yours?"
"You'll find out soon enough." He smiled- but it was a cold, dead one that made Shawn shiver. "What made you come here tonight... Shawn..."
He wanted to keep his mouth shut, he really did. But he couldn't help the words that came spouting out of his mouth. "I-I-I broke up with my boyfriend a few days ago and my friend told me I should come here and I really wanted to see this place!"
He chuckled softly running the pad of his thumb down Shawn's angular cheek. "Well isn't that a mouthful for someone so small... I feel sorry for your boyfriend-- Must be hell not having such an attractive man on his arm anymore. What a fool he is."
Little chills ran down his back and arms when his face was so seemingly lovingly caressed. The gesture though nice... Was so cold... This man's hands, his skin, his eyes, and especially his smile were so frigid- It really was nerve racking being so close... "Th-Thank you."
"You know, if you were mine..." He began backing Shawn up against the rough stone of the house, and keeping him there by pressing his much taller body into him. "I would never let you out of my sight." He grabbed a fistful of Shawn's brownish hair, pulling it to force him to look up into his eyes. "Yes... A tasty little treat like you? Oh my never..." He closed the gap between their mouths, endulging in the sweet taste upon Shawn's pouty lips. His long tongue began urging them apart forcefully, but it was almost to no avail. Shawn was fighting it thrashing against him, trying to push him away. It didn't matter how much he fought; he would end up enjoying soon. Besides, he was much stronger than him anyway.
Shawn's legs were feeling a little wobbly, his chest heaving with each attempt the taller man made to get into his mouth. He felt something sharp- something he did not want to feel scraping roughly against his bottom lip. It felt like a fang and he didn't like it one bit. He gave him a shove, one as strong as he could muster, breaking away with enough time to start running. He wasn't sure where he was going, but it didn't matter. As long as it was far, far away it was good enough for him.
Branches from the dead trees snagging at Shawn's clothes, catching in his hair, and one slicing the side if his cheek as he ran. The ground was uneven, full of rock and weed... It was a wonder how he managed to stay running for so long with out falling. He stopped to catch his breath, leaning a little on his knees.
A raven fluttered down to a branch adjacent to Shawn, cawing at him.
"Wish you could tell me the way out of here. I just wanted to see what it was like inside... Why can't it ever be as simple as peeking your head inside, giving a quick look, then leaving hmm? I suppose I deserve it though. Shoulda never been curious like that... What am I doing talking to a bird like this... I must really be loosing my mind."
It cawed at him again flying down to the ground to look up at him. "Perhaps... you're not loosing your mind at all." It said in a remarkable human-like male voice. It cawed one more time before the body of the bird began to change and grow, forming into the height of a full grown adult male. He was dressed simlarly to the man from before, though the cape was high collared and fitted about the neck instead of flareing out. His red hair was long and scraggly looking, to match the facial hair he had about his chin. "Raven... At your service."
This was too much for him to bare. Shawn felt his world slipping away slowly into darkness as the ground was more than welcome to greet him.
"Well look at that... He fainted on me. That wasn't very nice now was it... And here I thought I had found myself a date to this stupid party. Ah well, he'll be my unconcious one until he awakens." A few of the ravens in the near by tree cawed in answer to him as he knelt down beside Shawn's unconcious form. "Maybe we'll become more than just friends-- Let's see what you taste like first though." Raven's tongue darted out over Shawn's cut, which was beeding slowly up with little pearls of blood. He lapped up crimson liquid, suckling up evey bit that he could get. "You're like candy... Some kind of wonderful drug..." He murmured running his hand down Shawn's hair. "I got dibs on you first." Raven picked him up, carrying him in his arms toward the house.
"Raven..." Came a deep voice from behind. "What do you think you're doing with that?"
Raven spun around smiling to the man behind him-- which happened to be Shawn's stalker from before. "Takin' my date to your party, Mark."
"Ohh... I don't think so. See I saw that one first, my dear vampire. Bring him inside and we'll sort this out in there."
TBC
Rating: R
Genre: General
Pairing: Taker/Shawn
Summary: An AU fic
Warning: S&M and loads of it in later chapters
Disclaimers: Not mine
A short chapter-- testing the waters on this pairing before I decide to write more :-P You guys like it, review me^^))
~
Shawn wore a pair of zebra print chaps over tight leather pants. They were adorned with mirrors and sequins of mostly red in color. His top was did less to cover him then if he had just worn a strip across his nipples. It was a zebra print garb, cut at various angles and laced together at the sides with leather strips. From off the bottom of it, chains hung down and were attached to the chaps. In his partially gloved hand he clutched an invitation to the elborate masqurade ball being held at Arkenstone Manor that evening.
Just to be able to be alowed in Arkenstone was a grace of the gods to say the least. Shawn had seen all sorts of people try to get in, but only some have ever made it through. He had also noted that it was only those who bore a certain crest somewhere on their body were allowed in. He wanted so desperately to be allowed in that he even pondered about drawing the symbol on his hand... Just for a glimpse.
So needless to say, for what ever reason this party was going on for this evening he was beside himself with excitement. Up the walk way he went, his long brownish-blonde hair bobbing up and down behind him. Maybe he would meet someone tonight... After he and Bret had broken up a few weeks ago, this was exactly what he needed.
"Going to that party?" Came a deep voice from behind amongst the thicket of trees. A man of around seven feet tall and wearing a full length black cloak leaned up against a cpyrus tree.
Shawn nearly jumped out of his zebra outfit looking to the man behind amongst the misty backdrop with a startled expression on his handsome features. "Y-Yeah... You scared me there pal!"
"Sorry. Wasn't my true intention..." He began stepping out from the shadows. He was tall, towering at least a foot over Shawn. His hair was very long, reddish and brown in color. "Quite sorry, cowboy... Hope I didn't scare you too much."
"N-No." Shawn muttered stepping back a bit. "Just a little caught off guard."
"Mm. Understandable... Why don't I walk you to the manor? It's not a good road to walk along when you look so... Helpless and delicious. ... I mean delicatable."
Shawn blinked and rubbed his arms. Delicious... my god, I should just turn back now. But... But I can't escape those eyes...
The tall man extended his arm to Shawn, his light eyes never leaving the smaller man's beautiful face as if he was commiting it to memory. "Take my arm."
He took in a deep breath, looping his arm around his associate's arm. "Thank you..."
"May I know your name?"
"Shawn Michaels... Yours?"
"You'll find out soon enough." He smiled- but it was a cold, dead one that made Shawn shiver. "What made you come here tonight... Shawn..."
He wanted to keep his mouth shut, he really did. But he couldn't help the words that came spouting out of his mouth. "I-I-I broke up with my boyfriend a few days ago and my friend told me I should come here and I really wanted to see this place!"
He chuckled softly running the pad of his thumb down Shawn's angular cheek. "Well isn't that a mouthful for someone so small... I feel sorry for your boyfriend-- Must be hell not having such an attractive man on his arm anymore. What a fool he is."
Little chills ran down his back and arms when his face was so seemingly lovingly caressed. The gesture though nice... Was so cold... This man's hands, his skin, his eyes, and especially his smile were so frigid- It really was nerve racking being so close... "Th-Thank you."
"You know, if you were mine..." He began backing Shawn up against the rough stone of the house, and keeping him there by pressing his much taller body into him. "I would never let you out of my sight." He grabbed a fistful of Shawn's brownish hair, pulling it to force him to look up into his eyes. "Yes... A tasty little treat like you? Oh my never..." He closed the gap between their mouths, endulging in the sweet taste upon Shawn's pouty lips. His long tongue began urging them apart forcefully, but it was almost to no avail. Shawn was fighting it thrashing against him, trying to push him away. It didn't matter how much he fought; he would end up enjoying soon. Besides, he was much stronger than him anyway.
Shawn's legs were feeling a little wobbly, his chest heaving with each attempt the taller man made to get into his mouth. He felt something sharp- something he did not want to feel scraping roughly against his bottom lip. It felt like a fang and he didn't like it one bit. He gave him a shove, one as strong as he could muster, breaking away with enough time to start running. He wasn't sure where he was going, but it didn't matter. As long as it was far, far away it was good enough for him.
Branches from the dead trees snagging at Shawn's clothes, catching in his hair, and one slicing the side if his cheek as he ran. The ground was uneven, full of rock and weed... It was a wonder how he managed to stay running for so long with out falling. He stopped to catch his breath, leaning a little on his knees.
A raven fluttered down to a branch adjacent to Shawn, cawing at him.
"Wish you could tell me the way out of here. I just wanted to see what it was like inside... Why can't it ever be as simple as peeking your head inside, giving a quick look, then leaving hmm? I suppose I deserve it though. Shoulda never been curious like that... What am I doing talking to a bird like this... I must really be loosing my mind."
It cawed at him again flying down to the ground to look up at him. "Perhaps... you're not loosing your mind at all." It said in a remarkable human-like male voice. It cawed one more time before the body of the bird began to change and grow, forming into the height of a full grown adult male. He was dressed simlarly to the man from before, though the cape was high collared and fitted about the neck instead of flareing out. His red hair was long and scraggly looking, to match the facial hair he had about his chin. "Raven... At your service."
This was too much for him to bare. Shawn felt his world slipping away slowly into darkness as the ground was more than welcome to greet him.
"Well look at that... He fainted on me. That wasn't very nice now was it... And here I thought I had found myself a date to this stupid party. Ah well, he'll be my unconcious one until he awakens." A few of the ravens in the near by tree cawed in answer to him as he knelt down beside Shawn's unconcious form. "Maybe we'll become more than just friends-- Let's see what you taste like first though." Raven's tongue darted out over Shawn's cut, which was beeding slowly up with little pearls of blood. He lapped up crimson liquid, suckling up evey bit that he could get. "You're like candy... Some kind of wonderful drug..." He murmured running his hand down Shawn's hair. "I got dibs on you first." Raven picked him up, carrying him in his arms toward the house.
"Raven..." Came a deep voice from behind. "What do you think you're doing with that?"
Raven spun around smiling to the man behind him-- which happened to be Shawn's stalker from before. "Takin' my date to your party, Mark."
"Ohh... I don't think so. See I saw that one first, my dear vampire. Bring him inside and we'll sort this out in there."
TBC
