The rest of our weekend was more than a little awkward. Shannon and I didn't really talk that much, Jeff didn't come over or call...it was just weird. On Monday morning all four of us- me, Matt, Jeff, and Shannon- headed to Charlotte to hop on a plane to the next event. We were all kind of nervous this time. It was time for the draft. None of us wanted to leave our brand and I definitely didn't want to leave Shannon. It was all in the luck of the draw I suppose, but this was going to be one unhappy Diva if she got moved without her boyfriend.
Matt had no idea what was going on, so for his sake Jeff, Shannon, and I avoided the subject of the bet at all costs even though, apparently, some guidelines needed to be set. Jeff was making it rather difficult to avoid the topic,though. He couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself when no one was paying attention to us. It was amusing, but would have caused some massive drama if caught.
"Jeff, not now!" I mumbled, elbowing him in the stomach as he grabbed my ass while we were getting off the plane.
"But later," he mumbled, grinning smugly.
"Shut up!"
Once off the plane, I was stuck walking between Jeff and Shannon, who looked extremely pissed off. Jeff wouldn't stop trying to cop a feel while we were walking.
"Save me," I muttered, moving closer to Shannon who grinned, obviously happy that I wasn't pouncing on Jeff. Shannon pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head.
Out of the airport and settled in at the hotel, Matt wandered off to hang with some of the Smackdown guys leaving me with Jeff and Shannon.
"You know what I could go for?" Jeff asked.
"I swear to god, if you say kinky sex, I'm going to kill you," I said.
"Well, you're in luck," He said. "That's not what I want."
"What DO you want?"
"Skittles. I really want some effing skittles."
"Then go get some," Shannon said as he pulled me into his lap. I chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my shoulder. Jeff glared at him.
"Good idea," he mumbled, then walked out.
"Possessive much?" I asked Shannon as I turned around in his lap.
"No, not at all," he said. "I just wanted him out of the room for a while."
"Why?"
"Because I want kinky sex," he explained, pulling my shirt over my head. I chuckled and did the same with his.
"But what if I don't?" I asked before kissing him.
"Too bad," was his response as he undid my bra, tossing it across the room after sliding the straps down my arms.
"Oh really?" He nodded before kissing me again. I pulled away, getting off his lap and pulling him off the chair long enough to unzip his pants and pull them and his boxers down. I pushed him back onto the chair before sliding out of my panties deciding to leave the skirt on. He pulled me back into his lap, grinning upon the discovery of me being soaked and ready for him without him doing anything.
"Wet for me already, eh?" He asked smugly before pulling me down onto him.
"Well, I HAVE been thinking about fucking you all day..." I said, kissing his neck as I started riding him.
"Have you now?" He asked, grabbing my hips as I moved faster. I nodded, after all I wasn't lying. I HAD been thinking about fucking him all day. He grinned as helped me move faster and harder- apparently he had decided he liked rough sex better.
"God you feel good, Shannon..." I mumbled.
Just as I was really getting into it, I felt myself being picked up. As I registered what was going on, I grinned. Shannon had just stood up in one smooth movement without dripping me, pulling out, and with very little effort. Oh my effing god, now THAT was a turn on. He somehow managed to step out of his pants with out tripping and walk over to the bed where he tossed me onto the covers. He grinned as he saw the lust in my eyes and I pulled my skirt off, spreading my legs for him after it was tossed to the side. This bet thing with Jeff as a FANTASTIC idea. Shannon had turned into a GOD since the night it was made. Who needs Jeff, now? I sure as hell don't.
"You need me really bad, dont' you?" Shannon asked. I nodded, unable to form words. As I bit my lip, he FINALLY got on the bed, crawling up my body before slamming himself inside me. Dear god did that feel good.
"So THAT'S why you wanted me gone!" Jeff exclaimed as he walked into the room. "Why didn't you say so?"
"Shut up, Jeff," I managed to say between moans of pleasure. Whatever came out of Jeff's mouth next was drowned out by the sound of my voice practically screaming Shannon's name. What happened directly afterwards I'm not sure. I figure I must've blacked out. Don't believe me? Then don't, see if I care. But the main thing is how the hell did this man go from barely adequate to making me black out? There is no chance in hell I'm gonna complain about it though.
When I came to, Shannon was laughing his ass off with Jeff presumably watching some dumbass movie on TV. I sat up, grateful that some one had been kind enough to cover me up.
"Welcome back," Jeff said, grinning at me. I nodded.
"How long was I out?"
"Fifteen minutes or so," Shannon said, obviously proud of himself.
"Hey, I've made her black out before, too," Jeff said.
"I don't care," Shannon said, grin still plastered on his face. "That was seven years ago."
"I bet I can do it again."
"Boys, not now. I'm sore enough as it is. I DO have to wrestle tonight you know."
"When we get back to the hotel then?" Jeff asked, pouting at me.
"We'll see, Jeff. We'll see."
x-x-x-
Finally it was time to head to the arena. I was nervous as all get out. What if I got moved from Smackdown and Shannon didn't? If I got moved to ECW, no big deal. But if I got switched to Raw...that would just suck.
All four of us had matches that night. Jeff was against MVP, Matt against Randy Orton, Shannon against Khali I was up against Ashley. It was set up to be a very interesting night. x-x-x
I COULD go into detail for each and every match, you know, every move, every near-fall, submission hold, and count out, but you know...I don't really feel like it. Let's just fast forward onto my match, which was the first of the night. As my hand was raised after the three count on Ashley, Smackdown got the first new draftee. The newest edition to Smackdown was going to be CM Punk. Score.
Jeff got his ass handed to him on a silver platter earning Smackdown another draftee- Kane. Yeah, baby! We got the Big Red Machine back! Awwww yeah.
Shannon lost his match (surprise) earning Raw their 2nd draftee. As we all waited to see who the draftee is, I was in the ring making sure Shannon was okay.
"The next Raw draftee is...Liz !"
"WHAT?" I yelled. "No fucking way!"
There was one match left and that was Orton vs. Matt. That was the first time in my life I was cheering for Orton.
"YES!" I yelled as Orton got the three count.
"The next Raw draftee is...MVP!"
"FUCK!" Shannon yelled, slamming his fist into the wall backstage.
"No. This is NOT happening. There is NO WAY IN HELL that I'm switching brands without Shannon!" I yelled at McMahon as he walked by.
"Shit happens. Get ready for Raw." Was all he said.
"What a fucking asshole," I said as Shannon wrapped me in his arms.
"It's all gonna be okay. We'll see each other on our days off and at pay per views," Shannon said obviously trying to convince himself of the same thing. This was going to suck massive ass. Shannon and I were used to seeing each other every day, now we were down to two days a week IF we were lucky and at pay per views once or twice a month.
"We're gonna be okay..." he muttered before kissing me softly. Jeff looked on, a mixture of excitement while he tried to look like was concerned for the well being of Shannon and my relationship.
"Shannon..." I said quietly as I tried to blink back tears.
"Hmm?"
"I don't wanna go..."
"I know. I don't want you to go either," he said, kissing me again.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her," Jeff said, patting Shannon on the back. Shannon turned, taking me with him, and glared at him, then nodded.
"You better. If ANYTHING bad happens to her, I'm going to kill you. Understood?" Shannon said in a rather intimidating voice. It caught Jeff off guard causing him to actually step back.
"Understood," Jeff said, nodding. "And about this bet...I did win it you know..."
"Yeah, I know. No taking advantage of her, which means no sex when she's drunk."
"Any other rules?" Jeff asked, rolling his eyes.
"Don't get her pregnant."
"Duh," Jeff said, rolling his eyes again.
"I will seriously hurt you if you do."
"You're very violent tonight."
"With good reason."
While this was going on, I was still wrapped in Shannon's arms, my head buried in his chest as I let the tears fall. This seriously sucked so much ass, but at least Shannon was setting down some rules and regulations for Jeff.
"Let's just take our showers and get back to the hotel," I said, just wanting to get out of here.
"We can do that when there," Shannon said. "I just wanna get out of here." I nodded as we went to our locker rooms to grab our stuff. Once done with that, Shannon grabbed my hand and we walked out of the arena and to our car leaving Jeff behind and making sure he didn't have a key.
x-x--x
Back in our hotel room, Shannon and I laid in bed watching TV, (after showers) not speaking since neither of us knew what to say. I was wrapped up in his arms, my head on his chest. He rubbed my back every so often and kissed the top of my head. He grabbed one of my hands, lacing his fingers with mine.
"You're getting pretty mushy," I said, chuckling.
"I know, but this is our last night together for a while," he said, kissing my hand.
"Don't remind me," I said, snuggling closer to him.
A few minutes after that, don't ask me how it happened 'cause I'm not sure, I found myself laying on the bed with Shannon kissing down my neck and chest. My shirt had disappeared (obviously) a while back as well as Shannon's.
Soon after, all clothes were discarded, thrown in various directions. I was on top of him, just sitting there with him inside me as he looked up at me, sadness in his eyes.
"We're gonna be okay, Shan," I said quietly as I started moving slowly. "We'll get through this. It's not like we're never going to see each other again," I added. He nodded and pulled me down for a kiss as I sped up.
Honestly, I don't think either of us really gave a shit if it was good or bad, just as long as we were together. He grabbed my hips, slowing me down, obviously wanting this to last for awhile. Eventually, we realized we needed more than this, and I quickly found myself on my back being pounded into oblivion. My arms were around his shoulders, holding him to me as he went. A few minutes later, we both lost it, moaning each other's names. He rolled off of me, immediately taking me into his arms. We got under the covers and soon fell asleep holding each other. Very mushy and cliche, I know, but honestly, what would you have done?
I woke up around 3 am to discover Shannon wide awake with tears rolling down his face.
"Hey, no crying," I said, kissing him softly. "Like we've been saying all night, everything is gonna be okay. We can handle this."
"I don't want to deal with this," Shannon said quietly. "I don't want you to leave."
"I don't want to leave either," I said, snuggling closer to him. He held me tighter, resting his chin on the top of my head.
"Let's get some sleep, we both have a long day ahead of us," I said, burying my head in his chest and draping an arm around his waist. He nodded.
x-x-
The next morning came WAY to quickly. By ten AM, we were at the airport saying good-bye before I got on my plane headed to San Diego. His flight left later in the morning, he was headed to Green Bay.
"Call me as soon as you get off the plane," he said, holding me tightly. I nodded.
"You too," I said, squeezing him.
"I love you," he said before kissing me.
"I love you too."
"Okay love birds, we gotta go," Jeff said rather impatiently. I nodded and reluctantly pulled away, following Jeff. I took one last look at Shannon, smiled weakly, mouthed I love you, then I headed onto the plane.
x-x-
Once settled in my seat, I snuggled up in one of the several hoodies I had stolen from Shannon, making Jeff roll his eyes as he took his seat next to mine.
"What?" I asked, glaring at him.
"You look like a puppy that just got kicked in the stomach," he explained.
"Fuck you."
"Later. You're taking this really hard, aren't you?"
"What makes you say that?" I snapped as I rested my head on the window after turning on my mp3 platter. The hoody still smelled like Shannon which was mildly comforting as I dozed off. I woke up after I felt Jeff snake his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.
"Don't fucking touch me," I snapped at him, shaking his arm off.
"What?"
"Just don't touch me."
"What the hell did I do?" Jeff asked, obviously sick of being snapped at.
"Just leave me alone."
"No fucking problem," he said, turning his head. We ignored each other for the rest of the flight and on the way to the hotel.
"Liz, you're gonna have to get over the whole being away from Shannon thing," Jeff said, leaning against the doorway of my room.
"Go away," I muttered.
"Why?"
"Go away."
"No," Jeff said, grinning.
"GO AWAY!" I yelled, throwing my phone at his head.
"What the hell did I do to deserve that?" Jeff asked, rubbing his forehead.
"You're breathing too loudly."
"You are such a fucking bitch," Jeff said, walking towards me.
"No, really?" I asked, not backing down. He kept moving towards me, but I stood my ground, refusing to let him intimidate me. Once within arms' reach, he shoved me up against the wall.
"Ow, what the hell?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head. Instead of answering me, Jeff pinned my hands above my head and kissed me roughly. As he pulled away, I glared at him before slapping him hard across the face.
"What?" he asked, rubbing the red mark on his cheek. "I'm just offering a distraction."
I could use the distraction, but it just wouldn't be right if I fucked Jeff right now, bet or no bet. As I opened my mouth to speak, his lips were on mine again. Against my better judgement, I chose to go along with it, if only to shut him up and get him to leave me alone. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as I returned the kiss.
"I knew you'd see it my way.
x-x-x
A half hour or so later, I laid in bed feeling extraordinarily guilty. Jeff rolled over and tried to hold me, but I moved way.
"We're done. Go away," I stated simply.
"What?" Jeff asked, completely shocked and clueless.
"It's like I told you earlier. You are NOT Shannon.
"Yeah," he said, sounding mildly disappointed. "I know."
"Sorry," I said. "I just need my Shannon."
"I know, he said again as he got out of bed and dressed. "Get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning.
I waited until he was gone to get dressed in my pajamas- a pair of boxers and an old shirt both belonging to Shannon. As I crawled back into bed, my phone rang.
"Hey you," I said quietly after answering it.
"Hey. How was your flight?"
"Long and boring."
"Ditto. Miss me yet?"
"Only a lot."
"Miss you too. How's Cali so far?"
"Hot. Very hot." I said. "What about Green Bay?"
"Cold."
"What time is it there?"
"2 AM."
"Midnight here."
"Going to bed anytime soon?" he asked me.
"I'm IN bed."
"I meant to sleep, dork."
"Be nice to me," I said, chuckling. "I'm gonna TRY to get some sleep, but I doubt it'll work out. What about you?"
"I've been trying to sleep since ten."
"Miss me that much?"
"Yeah. This is a hell of a lot harder that I thought it was gonna be," He said sadly. "I can't sleep without you."
"We've both got many a sleepless night ahead of us," I said with a sigh.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Jeff taking care of you like I told him to?"
"If you mean by distracting me with sex, then yes."
"You already fucked him?" Shannon said, sounding extremely jealous.
"With much persuasion, him annoying the hell out of me, yes."
"Ah."
"Don't worry, I feel horrible about it."
"Why?"
"Because he's not you."
"Obviously.
x-x-x
We talked until I dozed off to the sound of his voice. Instead of hanging up, we set our phones on our pillows so we could hear each other breathe. Mushy, I know, but it was the best we could do.
"Liz?" I heard Shannon say a few hours later.
"I can't sleep."
"Me neither."
"How are we supposed to deal with this?"
"I have no idea,"I said, blinking back tears.