Okay...the chapter you've all been waiting for... at least, some of you. XD
Uh, a few disclaimers... I'm something of a sadist. You'll see why. (blushes lightly) Remember, this is rated M...
Oh, remember when I said that there were about 3 chapters I built the story around? This is the 3rd (the first was the 1st Chapter, the second where Shawn and 'Taker got together, and now this one). I hope you all like it... I did my best to make it good.
Thanks to all of my Readers and especially to those who review! Enough stalling, let's get to some hot Shawn/'Taker action!
They couldn't get to the hotel fast enough.
The moment the two men reached Shawn's room, the door was closed and their lips were locked. Shawn, not wanting to seem too eager, had begun to kiss his lover slowly, with every intention on going slow, savoring every hot second of their lovemaking.
But that plan was shot to hell the moment 'Taker had torn his own shirt off, buttons hitting the carpet with several soft thuds, which prompted Shawn to push him quickly onto the bed as his lips were caught in a hard kiss.
Smiling to himself, Shawn climbed gently on top of the larger man, keeping their lips together the whole time. "So, you've never been with a guy before?" he asked sexily, knowing the answer, but wanting to hear it, removing his own shirt and placing his knee between the Undertaker's legs so that it gently rubbed against his groin. He couldn't believe how turned on he was already, how much he wanted this man.
The Undertaker took a deep breath. "Never," he whispered, and gave a low moan as Shawn began to kiss his bare chest. Everywhere his skin touched Shawn's, he felt a flush of heat, and he could feel himself getting harder by the second.
"You're so…" the Heartbreak Kid began fondly, licking at the now-hard pink nipples. "So hot…" He reached down and lightly touched the Undertaker's crotch through his pants and heard him give another helpless moan. "I can't wait to have you panting and sweating and squirming under me," he whispered, feeling his own breath coming faster at just the thought. In fact, there was a very clear picture in his head of his lover screaming his name, and Shawn vowed to make it happen.
The Undertaker saw the naked lust in Shawn eyes and reached down to draw his face up. "Don't think I'm going to let you be on top all the time," he said with a grin as he kissed him passionately and slowly. HBK was lost in the kiss for a while, in the sensation of their lips touching ever so lightly, of the flick of Mark's tongue across his, but managed to recover some of his senses after a moment.
"Maybe. But for now, I'm the teacher…" His voice trailed off as he felt 'Taker's notoriously long tongue slide across his neck, warm breath and a trail of moisture down his shoulder and to his chest. Shawn moaned loudly, leaning down into the touch, feeling 'Taker hot mouth encircle his nipples, sucking them into painfully hard buds. He began to grind his hips against his lover's, both of the groaning at the contact, jeans providing little resistance. But he needed more.
"Let's get rid of these," Shawn said in one breath, and with skilled hands, he slid the Undertaker's pants and boxers off and tossed them to the floor, admiring his perfect body as every inch was revealed to his eyes, aching to taste the pale skin further.
Absently, Shawn wondered how many people had seen the magnificent sight of a naked Undertaker, and concluded that the list was probably so small that he could count them all on one hand.
And now the perfection was his for the taking.
"Fantastic," he said, shaking his head. "You're so perfect…" He gave a low chuckle as his lover blushed at the comments, amazed at how easily he could cause such a once-rare occurrence. Still smiling, he let his hands slowly slide down the other man's abdomen, caressing and tickling his way down to his groin area. He kissed the area just below his stomach. To his surprise, the Undertaker pulled him back up to face level and began to kiss him again.
"I love you Shawn, and I could kiss your lips forever," he whispered, and Shawn couldn't help but smile. He rested his head against Mark's chest for a long, sweet moment.
"Love you too," the Heartbreak Kid said with a grin, and then ran his hand along Mark's perfect ass, tracing the long cleft with agonizing slowness, making the big man squirm under him, turning him on even more. "But I want to do so much more than kiss you."
Shawn saw him nod, obviously wanting this as much as he did. 'We've waited long enough,' HBK thought absently. 'I can't wait another second… I need him…' He dipped his head and let his tongue swirl around Mark's bellybutton before going slowly lower, feeling the big man gasp and then tense slightly under him.
When he realized what Shawn was about to do, 'Taker shook his head. "Shawn, wait," he said in a strained voice. He knew that if Shawn went down on him, he was going to lose it, hard and fast. That was the last thing he wanted to happen; he wanted it to last as long as humanly possible… Shawn was good…really good, and the Undertaker suddenly doubted that he'd make it through the foreplay if it continued.
"Just skip it and fuck me," 'Taker mumbled after a moment of thought, and Shawn chuckled, tongue still teasing his bellybutton.
"Hmmmm…looks like someone can't handle the Heartbreak Kid…"
"Shut up, Shawn."
"Aww, did I hit a soft spot?" HBK said, laughing as the double-meaning hit him. "Deadman, when I hit your soft spot, you and everyone else in this hotel are gonna know it, I promise."
Shawn could all but read his lover's mind as his body flushed pink, and it made him smile to know that he had such an effect on him. Had the situation been reversed, he realized, he'd want the same exact thing. Just the thought of it all had him breaking out into a light sweat, though, and he completely abandoned his plan to "take it slow."
"Yes, let's skip the foreplay," he said breathlessly as he positioned himself between the Undertaker's long legs, running his hands along their length, and beginning to undo the buckle on his own pants. He put a finger in his mouth and began to slowly suck on it, getting it nice and wet when he felt 'Taker shift under him again. "I'm sure you know that this will hurt a little at first," he said as gently as possible. "But I'll go slowly, unless you want it otherwise…"
"I'm not nervous, Shawn, I'm turned on as hell!" 'Taker replied, sitting up slightly using his elbows, black hair covering half his face, an mildly impatient smile on his wet lips. "Now just do me already."
Shawn laughed. 'Should have known…' he thought, licking his finger one last time.
"God, you're hot," he said aloud, beginning to slide his own pants off with a shake of his hips when, suddenly, there was a hard knock at the door. Both men groaned, and the Undertaker unwrapped his long legs from around Shawn, who had slumped forwards.
"Fucking…door," Mark swore with a sigh, pulling the sheets around his naked form and sitting up completely so that he could see who the hell was interrupting them. "Who the fuck comes by at this time of night anyway?! If it's Kane, I'll tear his head off and toss it out the window!" Three hard knocks followed his sentence, and both men groaned again.
"Alright, I'm coming," Shawn called as he went to the door, not bothering to button his pants. 'Whoever this is,' he thought, opening the door slowly, 'I'm going to tell him to go to He--'
"SHAWN!!" a voice yelled, and HBK felt himself in a warm, loving, oh-so-familiar embrace.
"H-H-Hunter?!"
I told you I was a sadist.
See you all in two weeks! (evil laughter)