Beauty
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own them
Pairing: Shawn/Taker
Summary: Shawn is kidnapped by the Dudleys and Paul Heyman... What will Taker have to do to get him back?
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Shawn was hanging up some black sheets on a clothes line in the back of the Victorian mansion he shared with his lover, Mark. He hummed softly, enjoying the cool breeze shifting his hair to the side. He enjoyed coming home, even if it was for a few days every couple of months. And sometimes... Sometimes Mark wasn't even there to be with him. He hated their schedules... Sometimes it would be months before he got to see his lover. But soon... Soon everything would be okay.
Mark watched his smaller lover from the door frame. He went up behind him, placing his big hands on Shawn's stomach. "Beauty..."
"Mark..." Shawn purred happily as Mark growled in his ear. "I missed you..."
"I missed you too, my beauty. I die everytime we seperate. I need you. You are the love of my life, beauty."
"Taker..." Shawn whispered leaning back against Mark's strong chest. "I love you..." He knew Mark couldn't say those three words, but that never stopped him from speaking them.
"Let me make love to you." Mark said quietly as he breathed in Shawn's ear.
The blonde nodded, laying down on the soft green grass. He stripped off the black tank top he was wearing, pulling the tie out of his hair. He shook it out and smiled up to his big lover.
Mark got down on the ground gently pushing Shawn back. He placed kisses along his collarbone, his cheeks, his neck. He knew that Shawn loved being kissed- and soon enough he was purring loudly. Mark chuckled, moving his hand to Shawn's back to rub the muscles in his lower back with his big hand.
"Taker...!" He gasped.
"Did you hurt your back on Monday?"
Shawn bit his lip and nodded.
"Turn around, beauty..."
Mark licked his lips as Shawn did as he was told, raising his denium clad ass in the air. He ran his hands over the firm globes lovingly as he removed the jeans. He raised an eyebrow at the beautiful bare ass presented to him.
"No underwear?"
"Had a feeling we were going to have sex today." Shawn grinned.
"Safe assumption... Considering we have it everytime I set eyes upon you." Mark grinned back rubbing and massaging Shawn's lower back. He eased the painful knots away, kissing the tender flesh after he had fixed each area.
Shawn kicked his feet a little and moaned happily. "Taker..."
Mark loved how Shawn said his nickname. He plased a kiss between his shoulder blades, moving his hips up a little. "Are you ready, my beauty?"
(Parts removed due to sexual content. You wish to read it, email me grimreaper044hotmail.com)
Mark brushed the damp strands out of his lover's eyes. He carried him into the house, and up into their bedroom. "Relax my beauty. You are home... At least for a day or so."
"I've got a surprise for you..." Shawn sang in a sing songy voice.
"Oh do you..." Taker asked amused as he pulled up a sheet around him.
"Yes... But you'll have to wait for Tuesday."
"Going to meet me after the Smackdown! tapings...?"
Shawn grinned mischieviously as he drawled "Maaaaybeee...".
"I shall wait then, beauty..."
Tuesday-
Mark walked down to the ring in his somber way, with Paul at his side. His match tonight was a tag team one for the titles, and his partner- for some reason- was kept a secret. The Dudleys were already out there, ready to begin. Mark wondered who he was going to be working with, hoping that it was some one he got along well enough.He handed Paul the hat and the trenchcoat.
"And anouncing The Undertaker's tag team partner..."
Mark watched the enterance carefully.... And couldn't believe his eyes. There was Shawn Michaels, his sexy boy music blareing loudly in the arena.
"SHAWN 'THE HEARTBREAK KID' MICHAELS!!!"
The audiance arrupted into cheers so loud that they nearly shook the arena.
"Oh my god, Cole!" Tazz exclaimed. "Shawn Michaels on Smackdown?!"
Shawn bent under the ropes unzipping his chaps, and whipping his cap off into the crowd. He stood infront of Mark, his face beaming with happiness. "Surprise..." He whispered and took his hands.
"Beauty..." Mark murmured still in shock from the whole thing.
Shawn smiled up at him and shook his head. "Do you want me to go in first?" He offered.
"I'll take care of them." Undertaker mumbled rubbing his hands together.
"I wonder what they were talking about?" Cole said.
"I don't know, what ever the Deadman and Shawn Michaels could talk about. Two legends in the ring..."
"Wish you could be in there, Tazz?"
Tazz turned his attention to the match again, watching Shawn intently. "Looks like HBK is itching to get in that ring..."
And he was. Shawn was very excited to be in the ring with his lover, especially for a tag team match. He wanted to show him just how good of a partner he could be.
Mark was holding his on against Bubba, finishing him off with a flying clothesline off the top rope. He went for the pin, getting to a two count before D-Von attacked Mark from the back.
The Dudleys stood up, pulling Mark to his feet before giving him the double clothesline. The ref unfortunately got in the way of the force, and got knocked out for the moment. Bubba went up on the top rope, while D-Von grabbed Undertaker's legs and spreading them open.
Shawn jumped down from the post and got behind Bubba. He grabbed his ankles and pulled them down, nailing the bigger man's nuts on the turnbuckle.
D-Von started shouting something to Shawn, but it didnt phase the Texan one bit. Infact, Shawn just crossed his arms and pretended to be offended. He turned around and pulled down his red tights shaking his bare ass at D-Von in response.
The bigger man scowled at Shawn and rolled out of the ring after him. Shawn started skipping around around the ring as D-Von chased him, stopping once to stick his tongue out at the camera. Meanwhile in the ring, Mark was holding his sides with laughter- He forgot how funny Shawn was when he was in the right mood. He slowly got up to his feet as Shawn slid in. When D-Von followed, he booted the man in the face.
"Looks like the Undertaker and the Heartbreak Kid are quite a team, aren't they?"
Tazz shook his head. "It's not fair! Shawn shouldn't be allowed to use that ass to distract D-Von! He's making a fool out of the 18 time tag team champions!"
Shawn grinned up at the Undertaker, whom reached out to stroke his cheek. The blonde saw D-Von starting to stand. He broke away from Mark for a second, waiting for the man to get up to his feet.
"Is he going to do it? Will he be able to pull it off on his first apperance on Smackdown! ?" Cole asked getting a little over excited like he always did.
Shawn waved to the crowd... And sweet chinned D-Von in the face.
Bubba was up to his by now, and the second Shawn turned around to wave and show off for the crowd, he grabbed him by the throat.
Mark growled loudly and started for the man holding on to his lover. Bubba shoved Shawn into the other man. Mark gently pushed Shawn aside and started stalking the stocky man.
"Look at that! Apparently the Deadman doesn't like Shawn getting manhandled! What's going on with these two anyway?!" Tazz said.
Mark grabbed Bubba by the neck and chokeslammed him down into the ring so hard, it almost made it bounce. A new ref was sent out by then and started the three count. The bell rang, and the ref motioned for Shawn to come out. He raised their arms in victory. The belts were handed to victorious couple- whom were more than just a little estatic.
Shawn took the one he was given and tossed it on the floor beside him. He took Mark's and wrapped it around his waist for him, letting his hands slid up his back.
The larger man smiled down at Shawn, pulling him into his arms. He bent his neck down and started kissing him slowly.
"Oh my god, Tazz! This is huge!" Cole exclaimed. "The Undertaker and Shawn Micahels are romantically envolved?!"
"Sure looks that way! I am shocked! Completely shocked!"
Mark grabbed the smaller blonde and put him over his shoulder. Paul handed Shawn Undertaker's hat and coat, which the blonde put out on.
"And the Dudleys don't look too happy about this, Tazz! I wouldn't be too happy if I were Shawn and the Undertaker at the moment! Look at those glares they're getting from the former tag team champions!"
Shawn grinned and laughed at them, holding up his belt and pointing to it. D-Von and Bubba were shouting at them from the ramp. But Shawn didn't care. So what if the Dudleys were mad... What could they do to him any way?
Unfortunately, plenty. As Heyman watched the match from backstage, the wheels in his head began to turn slowly. "So the Undertaker has a weakness... And its not Paul Bearer or the urn..." He smiled wickedly, watching as Mark carried Shawn up the ring in his arms, pausing at the gate to hold his lover above his head as the blonde waved the belt around in the air.
TBC.