Stone Cold Love By Mistress
	TITLE: Stone Cold Love AUTHOR: Mistress RATING: PG/13 for right now, though the sex will come in later DISCLAIMER: DOn't own, though the universe is mine, the characters are owned my wwf and them selves...don't sue DESCRIPTION: Shane McMahon's story about biker love ARCHIVE: Yep just let me know where God, it's early. I hate waking up this early but I always do. It's like and internal alarm that won't shut up, and has no snooze button. It's like the day won't start unless I am up before daylight. Just once I would like to sleep in. This house is way too big. It's my parents, I have my own apartment but I never use it, not unless I am seeing someone I don't want my parents to know about. Like Paul, or John. The parental units would freak if they knew their heir apparent liked guys. Just another part of my life that they have no clue about. I hate this life, just as much as my sister does but I am better at hiding it. I can work with in the lines of my life drawn out for me, she has to break through them. That's the only difference between us. Otherwise we are so much alike that it is scary sometimes. I sit in the kitchen for a long time, just reading the paper and sipping my coffee, I am not a very pleasant person until my second cup. Until then, I am not considered human. Steph comes in looking great, she always looks great, like she woke up perfect. I have no clue how she does it. She looks happy, excited. She is wearing what Mother would call ratty clothes, not the stylish clothes a princess to a fortune should wear, but again that's just how she is. Sometimes she just has to break out of the mold of life We joke around, until I say something that causes a blush to come over her. I knew that there was something up with her today. She tries to blow it off and sneak past me but I am too quick. She know we have to approve of each other's little love intrests, it's a pact we made a long time ago. This time though she doesn't want me to come along. That's strange. It is normally not a problem, either she really like's this girl or she is afraid I won't. I think it's the first by the look on her face, a sort of sweet sickening smile. But she know's I won't give up and she finally agree's to let me come with her to meet her new 'friend'. ************* God, I love her bike, I have got to get one one day. I scan the park, not noticing anyone that Steph would be interested in, then I see her staring off in the opposite direction. And I see the woman who has obviously captivated my sister's attention, if not heart. I don't blame her, if I was strait I would find her very attractive. I can tell Staph is smitten, totally gone. Looking at the pretty blonde I can see a good heart, a good person reflected in her eye's. We are introduced and she offers to introduce me to her friends, so I won't have to wait and be bored. In all honesty I was going to catch a cab home but what the hell, right. Walking to a fairly large group of men and women, I can tell they aren't from around here. Then I recognize the logo on their jackets. I had heard that the Ministry was coming in to town. To say the least I was intrigued by their lifestyle and family appearance. I was introduced to everyone but for me the roster stopped when I saw HIM. He was beautiful, strait out of my best fantasy. Our eye's met and I saw him smile. I almost melted right there. At least enough of my 'good breeding' stuck to wait till everyone was introduced before trying to talk to him. I heard a couple soft snickers and whispers as I walked up to him. Reaching out my hand in greeting, "Hello, Steve right? I'm Shane, Stephanie's my sister." He smiled again and again my knee's felt weak, God what a smile. I don't know why I was originally attracted to him, all I know is that when I saw him I knew I wanted him. It was like my stomach flipped and knotted up at the same time. It was an exquisite, painful wonderful feeling. When he took my hand, I thought I had died and gone to heaven, so strong and gentle. "Yea, Steve." He nodded his head over to his bike. Never dropping my hand, we walked away from the group. He grabbed his bag and pulled out a blanket, spreading it out and motioning me to sit. "So, why did you come out here?" I could tell he didn't beat around the bush, I like that. "I had to approve of my sister's new interest. I can't let her get into something bad for her." He gave me a strange look and I smiled, practically reading his thoughts. "I like Trish, she seems very nice. And Steph obviously likes her a lot." He nodded, his hand finding mine again. I don't think he noticed, because he seemed surprised when he looked down at our clasped hands. He smiled and threaded his fingers through mine. He was definitely an up front person, and like I said, I like that. God, I hate business meetings, dad caught me on the way out of the house and said he needed me at the office. I have a date damn it and I don't want to waist my time here. I try and pay attention, try and keep in the discussion, but my mind keeps going back to the park, to him. I can see him in my minds eye, smiling. I can still feel his lips on mine in our one and only kiss, it was sweet and tender and I want to do more of it. I can feel his thumb caress the back of my hand as we sat and talked. Shit, I got to stop thinking about him, my pants are becoming painfully tight, and I don't want the board to see my raging hard on. Think of something anything else, come on think. Grandma naked, mom and dad doing it...yuck. Well it worked though I think my libido went into hiding. Well, the meeting is over, everyone's leaving. "Shane, is everything ok? You didn't seem to be in the conversation much." "Yea dad, I'm fine...just thinking." He just smiles and pats me on the back, the doting father. If I can hurry I won't be too late. I hope he isn't mad. I told Steph to tell him I would be late. ************* I walk through the park, but he isn't here. God, don't tell me I missed him somehow and he's gone. Or he's mad at me for being late. But then I felt strong arms wrap around me and soft lips on my neck. I know it is him without turning around. "Sorry I'm late." "Steph said you would be." His breath causes goose flesh to form on my neck and I shiver. He thinks I'm cold and takes his jacket off, draping over my shoulders, such a gentleman. He takes my hand and leads me to a blanket, candles surround it, it is beautiful. He did this all for me. It's like a dream. A small portable gas heater sits near the blanket to keep us warm. We sit and I find myself pulled into his lap. I feel his gentle hands rub my back as we sit and talk about nothing and everything. He tells me how he helped Taker form his family, about his friendship with the two men he considers his brothers. I tell him of my life, of the fact that I hate the board meetings, the limo's, the seminars, the benefits, everything about my life. He asks me why I don't just leave, just get away. I have no real answer. I could, I could run away and never look back, but what would I be running to. I look in his eye's and I know, deep in my heart, I would be running to him. He kisses me, our second kiss. It is sweet and sincere and honest, it's him, it's me, it's everything. He holds me close and lowers me to the blanket. I know I want him to make love to me, I know that it will happen out here, but I don't feel shy. The world could stop, my father could come barrelling out of the tree's and I wouldn't care. I am in his arms and I know that it's right where I want to be. We kiss and touch, caress through fabric. We slowly undress, taking our time and concentrating on each other. By the time we are completely shed of clothing I want him so bad it hurts. He sensed my need and desire because I was caught in a earth shattering kiss before I felt him push a single slick digit into me. Up front, I like that. The sensation of his lips on mine and his finger thrusting in and out of me, preparing me, sent my mind on total melt down. I could feel him add another finger and he continued to stretch me. I didn't care I just wanted him, but the care and tenderness hit me, he was taking his time to make it right, wonderful, and my heart swelled. Finally, I was ready and I felt him above me, against me. I breathed out, relaxing, expecting pain. But when he pushed gently into me there was none. I think that's when I knew. We moved together that first time like old lover's, we seemed to know what the other would like and not like. What to give and take, what to do to make it that much better. We seemed to know, instinctively, the shape and feel of each other's bodies. We came together, in a hot rush of emotion and power, strength and force. We held one another and we kissed. It was a languid, slow kiss as we both rode the after shocks. I didn't want to move, just stay there with him. I think he could read my thoughts, and he produced a second blanket, pulling it around both of us. He held me, like a child, close to his heart. "I don't want you to go tomorrow." "I know, I wish we didn't have to go so soon." His voice sounded hurt and confused. He felt it too. "Can I come with you?" I felt him stiffen and my heart fell, he didn't feel the way I did. Then I felt his arms tighten around me and his lips on my forehead. "Are you sure? You's be giving up a lot." He wanted me to come, I could have flown at that point. "Your right, I would be giving up a lot." I paused to look up into his eye's. He had a smile on his face, but it looked sad, as though he thought I changed my mind. "But I think I would be giving up more if I stayed." The light in his eye's lit my world. He kissed me long and passionate, possessive. I was his, and I knew that I couldn't change it even if I wanted to, which I didn't. "I have to get up early to go home and pack a bag, and say goodbye to Stephanie, if she decides not to come. But knowing her, she has already decided. So I think you have two new members." I woke to the gentle urging of Steve. 'Baby, it's time to get up. You said you needed to go early enough to pack." Damn, the one time, my internal alarm clock decided to take the day off and I got to get up anyway. I feel his warm arms around me and i really don't want to move, I don't want to break the closeness we have right now. But I want to get home before Steph and talk to her, I need to get somethings together. I help him pack up, smiling as I think back to the wonderful gift he gave me. As we strap his bag to his bike he kisses me and tells me he will wait until I come back. I don't know what gives me the urge but i have to tell him. "I love you." I see his eye's mist and a small smile grace his lips before he kisses me one more time, softly on the lips. "I love you too." It's said in a whisper, like he doesn't quite believe it but I know he speaks from his heart. "I'll hurry." He'll wait for me, I know. *************** The drive home seems endless, I swear the one time I have to get there in a hurry, I want to get there and everything seems to be working against me. Pulling into the drive, I see Steph's bike in the garage, then I remember she took the limo, which is still gone. Good, I wanted to beat her home. I rush up the stairs to my room, trying to remain quiet and not wake my parents. But I just can't seem to keep the spring out of my step, I can't banish the giddy-happy feeling in my heart. The smile on my face just won't go away. In truth, I don't want it to. I grab my overnight bag for when I go on business trips and start stuffing my things in it. Clothes, a blanket, m running shoe's, anything I can think of that I will need until it almost won't close. I grab my wallet and some extra money out of my desk, stuffing them into my jeans pocket. Looking one last time at my room, I smile and close the door behind me. My life has never been this clear before. I know some aspects, a home, a job, they are uncertain. But my happiness, my heart and soul are wrapped up in one man. **************** Waiting in Steph's room I remember my childhood. Some happy memories, some sad. I can't complain about most of it, but the love and warmth missing from most of my life, that I have a right to want. Being raised by servants, staff, never knowing what Father was doing, never knowing where he was, if he was thinking about me and Steph, that hurt. I found that love that has been missing most of my life and I am never letting go. I don't have to wait long as I hear her approach the room. She nearly faints when she see's me and I have to bite back my laughter. She goes strait for her gym bag, stuffing in t-shits, jeans, sweaters....travel clothes. She's going with Trish. I smile, knowing my sister so well. I knew she would jump at an opportunity to leave this life behind her. An added bonus is the Blonde that stole her heart. I can tell when she talks of Trish or looks at her. Her smile is contagious and the sigh in her voice is unmistakable. Her heart like mine, was lost. And I knew that she would do anything to hold on to love. She looks shocked when I reach for my own bag. She thinks that I love this life and in truth some of it I will miss and the future scares the hell of me. But I know if I give up this opportunity, I may never find it again. I may never find Steve again and I can't lose him. She understands, but i knew she would. SHe feels the same thing for Trish. The thought of being with Steve, riding with him, holding him, sends my stomach in to flutters. Pulling in to the park, I see him sitting on his bike, talking with Taker. When he see's me his face shows such love and joy it is almost overwhelming. I can barely wait for Steph to park her bike before I am off and in his arms. He had jumped off his bake to meet me. Pulling me into a fierce kiss, my head spins and my body feels light and floaty. He pulls away all to soon, looking at me before kissing my forehead softly. "Are you sure?" All I can do is smile and place my bag on his bike, before pulling him into another kiss. Explaining myself with out words. I think my answer satisfied him because when the kiss ended he mounted his bike and motioned me on behind him. Climbing on, I knew I had made the right decision. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his neck. I was happy, at last my life looked promising and full of love. The End