A.J. stretched, yawning as his muscles protested any type of movement. Turning to the side, he looked at the sleeping man next to him. Reaching over, he brushed a hand across Shane's chest, laying it over his heart. "Who has this part of you?" He whispered to the silent room, watching Shane's face for any type of reaction. "God if someone does then I swear I'll kill them because I want it." A.J. felt his stomach flutter and his heart pick up speed. "I want this as much as I want you." Pressing his hand harder against Shane's chest, he jerked back when Shane let out a sleepy sound. "Please, if I have to fight, give me a reason, don't let me be in this alone." Looking at the sleeping man, A.J. sighed before he left the bed and headed towards the bathroom. He wanted a shower then he would go in search of something to eat.
Shane listened as the bathroom door closed, heart racing at A.J.'s words. "It's yours, has been for a while." Shane sighed as the truth floated around the silent room. Running a hand over his face, he let out a groan of frustration. They've been seeing each other for months and the desire to tell A.J. how he really felt was eating him alive. "If you mean it then I need to fix this mess as soon as possible." Glancing at the bathroom door, Shane sat up, pushing the sheets off of him. Reaching for his phone, he picked up his sweats and pulled them on. Dialing a number, Shane waited for the other person to pick up, letting out a huff when they did. "Busy?"
"For you Shane ol' boy, never. What can I do ya' for?"
"I need you to look into something for me." Shane glanced over at the bathroom door before leaving the bedroom and heading towards the kitchen. "Remember that little issue we had a few years ago? The one with Wyatt and Red?"
"Yeah, yeah that was the one with the crazy broad who couldn't let go, right? Tried to kill Sadie girl, didn't she?"
"Yeah, well she's back and this time she says there's a baby and the father..." Shane paused, uncertain as to whether he wanted to tell everything or not.
"The father is someone who needs to remain anonymous?"
"More or less, just find out first if there is a child then we will let you know what to do from there."
"Gotcha, usual channels?"
"Yeah, just leave the invoice with Alexander." Opening the fridge, Shane pulled out the veggies for a salad, frowning as he looked through the drawers. "Just make sure that whatever you find that no one else gets wind of it, ok?"
"Yep, I'll get back with you in a few days, boss."
Shane shook his head as he disconnected the call, setting his phone down, he opened the freezer. He needed to find out if Faith were lying or not. This daughter she mysteriously had was a wrench in his plans and it needed to be fixed. Turning from the freezer, he glanced down the hallway, listening for the shower. When all he heard was silence, he called out to A.J. "Allen?"
"Getting dressed, thought you were still sleep?!" A.J. walked into the kitchen pulling on a tank top and grinning. "Needed a shower after someone tried to make me cum until my toes hurt." He chuckled at the flush on Shane's face. "Missed me that much, huh?"
Shane nodded, looking for the cutting board and bowls. "Why do you move everything and I can't find what I need?" He looked back at A.J. with a crooked grin. "Is it because you can't ever reach half of the stuff?" He pulled a knife from the woodblock and set it on the island.
"Fuck you Shane." A.J. laughed. "What is it you're looking for?" He walked around the island and stood next to Shane.
"The cutting board and salad bowl." Shane washed the veggies and set them in the opposite sink. He glanced over at A.J., waiting for him to say what was on his mind. He took the cutting board handed to him then set about cutting up the veggies.
"Shane?" A.J. pulled out a bowl from one of the cabinets and set it down next to him. "Tell me more about this club? You said it started with Juls and Bray?"
Shane looked up in surprise at A.J.'s question. "Yeah, well, they had the building and I had the connections. It was kind of a win win for everyone."
"Is it like an every day o-or night thing? I mean, I've been to the clubs but I never knew about the fight club." A.J. sat down on the other side of the island, a frown curving his lips down. "Feel kind of left out if I'm honest."
Shane chuckled as he shredded the cheese. "Well in order to get in you have to get invited. Thing is the person who invites you basically does your initiation. So you get to sit back and relax."
"What is initiation and why would they be the ones to go through it? That's not very fair." A.J. reached for the lettuce and a knife.
"Well, it didn't seem like that at first until we explained why it was that way." Shane looked up at A.J, a fond smile curving his lips. "It's not as if we're trying to be cruel, we just want the other person to see what will happen. Give them the chance to decide to bring someone in or not."
"What if they don't want to join after that? What if they just want to watch the fights?" Setting the bowl of lettuce to the side, A.J. reached for the tomatoes. "You never cut these right." He said softly.
Chuckling, Shane watched A.J. focus on his task. "You can't just watch. We do that on a nightly basis. If you want to see these fights you have to be a member. You don't have to bring someone in but you have to be a member to enjoy the parties and fights."
"Ok, let's say that Chris wanted to bring me in, he would have to go through the uh, the tournament?" A.J. frowned as he tried to remember which one was which. "No, he'd go through the gauntlet. Anyway, who would he face?"
Shane's expression turned thoughtful. "Honestly, I don't really know, if Seth brought Chris in he would choose the gauntlet. Thing is that you're facing two opponents not one. So it would be either Dean and Fin, because Fin is the last man Seth brought in and Dean brought Seth in or it could be Bray and myself."
"Wait, why would you have to be one of the opponents? You don't even really like Seth." A.J. grinned at the soft huff he received in answer. "But seriously I can understand why Wyatt but why you?"
"Well Juls and Nat can't, not because they don't want to but because we feel it would be unfair." Shane grinned at A.J.'s frown. "Not for them but for us. Being that they are females, we are prone not to hurt them."
"But you know Juls will get in with the best of them." A.J. chuckled as he finished the tomatoes and set them next to the bowl. "And if Nat wanted, you know she could take you guys."
Shane laughed, shaking his head as he turned towards the stove. "Spaghetti or Rigatoni?" He glanced back at the still laughing man behind him. "Honey?"
"Oh, uh..." A.J. grinned at Shane, his heart racing as they stared at each other. "E-either and you didn't answer my question, why you too?"
"Because I am the one he would have had to face in the tournament. I'm the only one who hasn't brought anyone into the club." Shane searched the cabinets for the sauce pot, frowning when he didn't find it. Sighing, he decided he'd go with another pot to stave off his frustration. "It's not that I haven't wanted to, I just..." Brow furrowed in confusion, Shane shrugged. "I've never really wanted to share that part of me with anyone."
A.J. blinked at how telling the statement was. Stomach fluttering, he thought about what that meant as far as he went. "So I'm the first one, huh?"
Shane chuckled at the double meaning. "You're a lot of first's for me." He heard the sharp breath, keeping his back to the surprised man behind him.
"So, would that mean you would face Dean and Bray if I..."
"No." Shane said sharply, hands clenching around the spoon in his hands. "No, I would face the Demonic Duo, which is Fin and Bray, The Duo which is Harper and Rowan, or Destruction which is Dean and Kevin."
A.J. frowned as he thought about the choices. "Who chooses who you face because honestly, I don't like any of those choices at fucking all."
Shane turned to face him after putting the water on boil. "Neither do I because Rowan and Harper are a little scary." He paused at A.J.'s laugh, the sound making his breath catch. "A-and we both know Bray and Fin have their magical and demonic sides and as for Kevin and Dean, they just destroy everything and everyone."
A.J. nodded, frowning as he bit into a carrot. "Ok so how does it work if Kevin were to bring in Chris and not Seth? Can he do that without Seth getting mad? How does that even work?"
Shane frowned, a memory popping up unbidden. "That's a reason we changed the rules a while back. If Kevin brings in Chris then Seth will pick the tournament."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, why does he get to choose which one they go through?" A.J. frowned as he tried to figure out the reasoning behind this situation.
"Well for one, we know Chris and Seth are together, correct?"
"Well, I think so? I don't know for sure, Chris can't seem to make up his mind on how long Seth is going to suffer." He grinned at Shane's chuckle, reaching for a cucumber slice. "But explain to me why Seth gets to choose that option, because they're together?"
"Exactly, the tournament is a way to try and earn back the favor of the one you may lose or have lost. For Seth it would be the chance to show Chris just how much he's willing to take to get him back. Especially since Kev is Chris' best friend." Shane moved back towards the fridge. "Bell peppers?"
"God no, Shane we eat them on pizza and in stir fry, one salad without them won't kill us." A.J. threw a carrot slice at him, grinning when Shane said ouch. "That didn't fucking hurt you wuss."
Shane grinned, "You could have put my eye out with that." He ducked another slice, reaching for the bowl in front of the brunette. "You're either going to eat them all or waste them throwing them at me." Turning, Shane put the bowl in the fridge, only to get hit with a cucumber slice. "God, Allen I swear..."
"Swear what? You're going to spank me?" A.J.'s grin turned wicked as he watched the fridge slowly close. "You know, if you bring me in, that would mean I get to see you beat up people outside of WWE."
Shane saw the moment the idea turned Allen on. Then it clicked, the night at the club, the brunette's immediate need to leave. The way he'd been insatiable that entire night. "You get turned on by me beating people, don't you?" Shane felt his lips tilt up, grin turning wicked as he reached over and turned the stove down. Dinner could and would wait, he could see there was something else he needed to take care of first. "You enjoy seeing me act out of character." Shane watched as a flush bloomed over A.J.'s skin. Walking around the island, he chuckled darkly. "It turns you on to see me act savage."
"Christ, stop." A.J. gasped. He was shaking, thinking about the night at the club. Shane had been brutal, going so far as to break the other guy's arm, nose, and jaw. "Yes, damnit I liked seeing you like that. So fucking out of control it was just..." A.J. broke off as Shane stopped in front of him. "You didn't see what I saw. I looked at you and it was as if you were someone else. That asshole had been fucking following me all night and when you hit him it wasn't like in the ring. You put so much force behind that punch..." He paused as Shane kissed him, excitement racing along his nerves. Pulling back, A.J. gasped as he finished his statement. "God Shane that punch hit him and all I could think was how hot you looked beating his ass. Then I saw your face and it was over."
"You're turned on by violence." Shane felt a shiver race down his spine as he watched A.J.'s face. "It turns you on when I'm violent specifically."
"Yes, fuck I don't know why but it does!" A.J. tried to control his breathing as Shane leaned closer. "All that god damn power and you've been holding out on me." He was cut off by a kiss. Not one of their usually sweet ones, this one was brutal. Shane took what he wanted from A.J. and left him breathless. "Please, Shane..." The moan echoed around the kitchen as Shane picked A.J. up and set him on the island.
"I never did get to eat dinner that night." Shane reached for the waistband of A.J.'s sweats. "A salad isn't a bad way to start." He waited until tan hips lifted, pulling the sweats down. He watched as A.J. struggled to keep himself in control. "What if I'd done more? What would you have done?"
"More?" Shane couldn't have done more, could he? A.J. shivered as he remembered how Shane had thrown the man against the wall. Fingers twisting against the island top, A.J. panted softly as he looked at the man kneeling in front of him. He remembered thinking Shane could fuck him against a wall with no problems and he'd love it. The power in his arms made A.J.'s mind stutter. Watching Shane manhandle the other man had been so... "Oh god." He shivered as he was jerked forward, two fingers thrusting inside of him. Head falling back, A.J. let out a desperate sound as he rode Shane's fingers. "You, hah, y-you picked him up and..." A.J. swallowed as Shane brushed his prostate. Body stiffening with pleasure, he gasped when Shane's mouth closed over him. The thought of Shane being so rough with him yet so gentle. "Shane..."
"Hmm." Shane hummed, sliding his fingers deeper, watching as A.J.'s breath hitched. Pulling back, he stood up and leaned forward, watching as A.J. panted. His chest heaving with his need to cum. "I thought about him touching you. Christ I wanted to hurt him, to make him pay for his violation. He touched you." Shane felt the shiver that raced through A.J.'s body. Heard the whimper of pleasure he tried to hold in. Fingers still moving, Shane spread the tan thighs wider. "I looked at your face and I swore I'd make sure he never did something so fucking stupid again." Shane kissed him, a brutal crush of their lips as he wrapped his free hand around A.J.'s cock. He stroked the hard member, rubbing his thumb over the tip and spreading the precum leaking from his slit. "Did you know I'm a jealous bastard? Very possessive about my things and the fucking thought of him so much as believing..." Shane sucked in a quick breath as A.J. tightened around his fingers. "You belong to me, Allen." Voice low, Shane pulled his fingers out of the clenching hole. "I swear, if anyone thinks about touching you..." Shane pushed his sweats down, hands shaky as he tried to keep from rushing. He couldn't push back the primal desire to claim A.J. To mark him so everyone would know who he belonged to.
A.J. wrapped his legs around Shane's waist, pulling him closer. He couldn't think beyond anything other than the hard, hot slide of Shane pushing into him. "Jesus, fuha...Shane w-wait, I can't...shit...you, oh god oh god..." A.J. let his head drop back as Shane picked him up and held him. Pressing his face against Shane's neck, A.J. panted as Shane thrust into him. In this position, his legs had to remain wrapped around Shane or he'd get dropped. It also opened him up more, allowing Shane to slide deeper, thrust harder than before. Moaning, A.J. couldn't do anything but let Shane have his way. He tried to keep up but when Shane thrust against his prostate, it was to much. Arching back, A.J. fought back the hot rush, wanted to wait for Shane this time. "Sh...haha...Shane..."
Shane turned until A.J.'s back was pressed against the wall. Thrusting harder, he groaned against A.J.'s lips. Tasting him as if he were the finest wine in the world. "Come on honey, you know you want to cum all over my dick."
A.J. jerked, a whimper of desperate pleasure leaving him. Shane was going to talk him into an orgasm, his words pushing A.J. closer to the edge. Arms tightening around Shane's shoulder's, A.J. jerked as Shane thrust up twice before he came. Back arching away from the wall, legs locked tight around Shane's waist, A.J. felt the spring snap. "Shane..."
Shane was inordinately pleased to hear his name leaving A.J. in such a desperate tone. "I've got you honey, always." He felt A.J. spasming around him as he came, grunted as he thrust up into the hot body before his vision went white. The only sound he could hear was A.J. chanting his name as he fell over the edge.