Shane paced the length of the small living room, sighing as he glanced up at the clock. He had thirty minutes before A.J. arrived. "I should have told him."

"You should have but you didn't and now he knows, which if you ask me is a good thing. Can't go back and change it but you can at least work on fixing it."

Shane sighed as he sat down on the couch. "What if he decides he needs some space? Right now Danial I don't think I'd be able to handle that."

"You really are in love, aren't you?"

Trying to hide his blush, Shane chuckled softly. "It feels good though, every thing about him makes me just..."

"Stop, ok I don't want to know. What I do want to know is when is he supposed to be arriving?"

Shane chuckled, "Trust me, I would not tell you anything you don't need to know." He straightened up the living room then headed towards the bedroom. "Twenty minutes and counting." Shane tried to still the fluttering in his stomach. "I'll let you know what we decide, for now let me know if you find anything else out about Wellington."

"Gotcha, you two have a great weekend."

Shane chuckled as he disconnected his call with Danial. He looked around the small hotel room, sighing as he tried not to think about an angry A.J. Styles. "I need a damn drink." He muttered as he headed towards the bar. Shane wasn't sure what mood A.J. would be in when he arrived so he wasn't sure how he should act. Shaking his head, Shane poured a double shot of whiskey. He hadn't really drank anything in a while, not since they started dating. "But are we dating or are we just..."

"Shane?"

Looking up at the sound of his name, Shane turned to the door. He'd left a message with the front desk that he was expecting a guest and they would need a key. When the locks clicked, Shane watched as the door slowly opened and a head full of long, chestnut waves appeared.

"Shane, god if they gave me the wrong key I swear..."

"It's the right key, I'm just a little surprised to see you." Shane watched as ocean blue eyes focused on him. Letting out a soft breath, he set the glass down and walked over to A.J. "I'm glad you're here."

A.J. could feel his face heating as he looked Shane over. He knew Shane slept nude, they both did, but Shane didn't have a shirt on and it was distracting as hell. "Is that how you answer the door? No shirt on, seriously, who the fu..."

Shane kissed him until the only sound heard was the soft moan that rumbled through A.J.'s chest. "If you wanted me naked you should have said so. You know I would have done anything to accommodate you."

A.J. looked up at Shane, vision hazy as he tried to focus on what was being said. "Naked? Shane what..." He broke off as he was picked up and carried to the bedroom. "Shane I can walk, seriously I am not a fucking girl!"

Turning the brunette in his arm's, Shane adjusted A.J. to where he was hanging over his shoulder. "Well, I didn't think I'd like this position, I find I was wrong." Shane ran a hand over the ass now even with his line of vision. "You don't have any underwear on." Voice filled with awe, Shane ran a hand over the jeans clad hips, grinning as he felt A.J. hardening.

A.J. shivered as he tried to adjust to the sudden change in position. Looking back at Shane, A.J flushed at his voice. "Y-you know I don't, not when we have plans." He tried not to get excited but Shane was touching him and after almost two weeks he couldn't help his response. "Shane."

"I know honey, I know, I'm going to slow." Shane chuckled as he headed down the hallway and to the bedroom. Holding onto the squirming man over his shoulder, Shane ran an idle hand across A.J.'s ass in appreciation. "This is an interesting position sweetheart. Seriously, I could fuck you with my fingers while we suck each other off." He grinned at the moan from behind him, felt the tremor of excitement that raced through A.J. "Or I could just strip you and fuck you into the mattress, which is what I really want to do because I haven't seen you in a fucking week." Stopping in front of the bed, Shane bent down and set A.J. on his feet. "Easy, take it slow and breath with me sweetheart." Shane kept his voice low and even, running his hands up and down A.J.'s arms slowly.

A.J. stared up at Shane, confused at the feelings running through him. He wanted Shane but he didn't want to rush things. "I'm still upset with you Shane." Voice breathless, A.J. shivered against the man holding him.

"I know, doesn't mean you don't want me and I don't want you. I'll deal with the consequences of my actions later." Shane leaned down, waiting for Allen to make the next move. "Anything you choose..."

"No sex for a week, includes everything."

Shane grinned at A.J., pulling him closer. "Sweetheart, we both know that's something we've already done. I've been gone for almost two weeks."

"Fuck you Shane, alwa..." A.J. broke off with a moan as Shane kissed him. Sliding his arms around the lean waist and up Shane's back, A.J held onto him. He couldn't do anything but let Shane's hands move over him. When they slid under his shirt, A.J. pressed his face against Shane's neck. Shane always touched him this way, like he was something breakable, almost precious. Arching forward, A.J. hissed as Shane's nails scrapped across his back. Fighting back the sound that rose in his throat, A.J. gasped harshly as the action was repeated. "Shane..."

Shane grinned, watching the flush of excitement spreading across A.J.'s skin. He wanted to take his time tonight, to learn every secret he could about the man in his arms. Leaning forward, Shane bit A.J. hard on the neck, groaning at the feel of the nails curving in his back. He moved them back onto the bed, undressing A.J. as they moved to get closer to each other. Shane groaned as A.J.'s hands ran down his sides. "I-I can't promise to be gentle honey, it's been two weeks and we've never..."

A.J. panted as he pulled Shane closer. "I know, I know, stop talking Shane, grab the lube and hurry up." A.J tightened his hold on Shane, lifting his hips in invitation. "Why..." He broke off at the hands on his hips, Shane rolling them until he was on top. "Shane, what..."

"Need you on top sweetheart." Shane shuddered as tan hips pressed down against his. "Can't focus..." Jaw clenched, he reached for the tube. This was one of his worst fears with A.J. The total loss of control on his part could hurt the man above him. He couldn't understand how it was A.J. Styles to make him so insensate to everything around them. Shane jerked as A.J. moved over him fully, thoughts refocusing back on the muscled, tan body. Taking a deep breath, Shane tried to relax, to calm down the small, primal voice in the back of his mind. Until A.J. kissed him, his hands roaming over Shane with a sense of urgency. "Honey..."

"Ok so I need you to fuck me not have sex o-or make love or any of that girly shit. I need you to pound me through the bed Shane. Right...fucking...now and I know you can do it becau..."

Shane flipped them again, one hand at A.J.'s hip the other between his legs. "You don't understand what it is you're asking me for." Shane pressed his face against A.J.'s neck, desperately trying to control himself. "Allen..."

"I love you, ok, I love you and I know damn well what the fuck I'm asking you for. I need you to fucking claim me Shane."

Shane stared down into ocean blue eyes, dilated with pleasure. "You know what happens if I do this. As part of the fanmi, I know Sadie or Dre explained it to you." He wanted what was being offered, to make this man his in every way but there was one problem...one detail that was stopping Shane. I love you...If you love him you must be free to claim him. He would deal with Sadie and the consequences later. Shaking his head, Shane moved over A.J., hand held out for the lube bottle. "You won't be able to leave me Allen, you see how Dean and Bray are. I am probably going to be worse."

A.J. panted in frustration as he watched Shane. "You already are, you bastard because I'm fucking sure if Dean told Wyatt to hurry up and fuck him he would. You are torturing me by making me wait! Shane I've known what it means to be claimed for years! I grew up with Sadie and Dre so please for the love of..." He arched as Shane pressed a finger inside of him. "Thank god." Hips shifting down, A.J swallowed as he moved. "I love you, Shane. Th-that should be..."

"It's enough, christ it's enough. I love you." Shane whispered against A.J.'s throat. Shaking as he felt his heart give an extra beat. "I'll never be able to give you up, Allen, not now." Shane eased another finger inside the tight, hot body beneath him. Panting as he watched A.J. fall apart. "Don't think I'll let anyone else have you either, you belong to me."

"P-possessive fucker." A.J groaned, back slightly arched as he watched Shane through narrowed eyes. "If you hurt me Shane..."

"Sadie or Dre will kill me, I know but I don't care about that right fucking now." Shane leaned forward, moving over A.J., he kissed him, taking everything offered to him and giving back the same. Pressing A.J. back against the bed, Shane moved between A.J.'s thighs. Running a possessive hand over his right hip, Shane held him down. "I'm warning you in advance Allen..."
"Fuck your warning's Shane, this isn't the time to talk about them." A.J. pulled Shane closer, groaning at the feel of him hot and hard between his thighs. "I need you inside me, right now. Stop talking and fuck me McMahon."

Shane gave in and did as A.J. asked. Reaching down, he thrust two fingers into A.J., grinning at the startled moan. Thrusting as deep as he could, Shane twisted and turned his fingers, eventually adding a third one. When he felt the tight hole fluttering with A.J.'s excitement, Shane moved his hand, replacing it with his cock. "Three weeks you will be mine permanently." Thrusting forward, Shane groaned low, the sound primal as he pulled back and thrust forward again.

A.J. groaned, hands flexing and unflexing in the skin of Shane's back. He wrapped his legs tight around Shane's waist, head dropping back as he let Shane have his way. He'd made the mistake in fighting Shane once before. Both of them beating the literal hell out of each other. In this...in this he wouldn't fight Shane. Biting back the sound that rose in his throat, A.J. arched up hard, gasping as his orgasm ripped through him. He wouldn't fight Shane anymore, as long as Shane loved him the mistakes of the past couldn't hurt him as deeply as they once did. "Shane..."

Shane heard the shivery sigh, the tightening body beneath him was enough to push Shane over the edge. Shane held him close, whispering his love for A.J. against his skin. Head dropping forward, Shane felt his jaw clench as he came. The edges of his vision turned fuzzy as he growled low in his throat. He felt A.J. clench around him, the tan body glistening with sweat. Shane held him close, fingers curled tightly into A.J.'s skin, marking A.J. as his, Shane thrust forward one last time.

A.J. felt his body clench, holding onto Shane with everything he had. He cried out as he came between them, Shane's hands on his hips holding him in place. A.J. chanted Shane's name as he writhed against him. Gasping in relief, he fell back against the bed, an arm wrapped around Shane's shoulder's and a leg around his waist. "Don't move Shane." He needed to feel Shane against him, pressing him into the bed. Sighing, he rolled with Shane when he moved to lay on his side. "Shane?"

"I'm serious, three weeks we will hold the ceremony and the tournament after that." Shane pulled A.J. against him. "There's nothing going to keep me from claiming you in the old ways."

Chuckling, A.J. glanced up at Shane, eyes heavy with exhaustion. "What do you know about the old ways?"

"I know they say I can have you anyway I want whether it be publicly or private. I can claim you in the Rights of Passage." Shane yawned, eyes closing with sleep. "Don't think I don't know what you were asking for honey. I'm the only person who can give you what you want."

A.J. watched as Shane's eyes drifted closed, his breathing evening out. "Shane?"

"Yes baby?"

"I mean it, I love you just...just please..." A.J. looked up into dark, unfathomable eyes. "Shane..."

"I will give back in return everything you have given to me. I love you, everything I've done since we've been together has been for you." Shane ran a soothing hand up and down A.J.'s back. "You mean to much to me for me to turn back now."

A.J. nodded, watching as Shane gave him a slow smile. Moving as close to him as possible, A.J. slid an arm around Shane's waist, holding him close. This wasn't a mistake, this was his future. They may have started off fighting and that may have been a mistake but now...now Shane loved him and that was something better than anything A.J. could have ever imagined. Pressing a kiss against the area over Shane's heart, A.J. sighed in relief. The past was in the past and his mistakes may or may not come back to haunt him. But for the first time, in a long time, A.J. finally felt safe.