"Jagged Edge"
By Raising Kane
Disclaimer: I'd love to own them both. Oh the fun I could have! Unfortunately it's never gonna happen. I imply nothing about the sexual orientation, religious beliefs, etc. of any of the characters. This is simply a work of fiction produced by my twisted and adventurous mind.
Distribution: If you really want it... just ask first please.
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Edge (Adam Copeland), Shawn Michaels
Brief Mentions of: David Bautista, Hunter
Content: M/M Relationships, language, Bondage! (obviously sex)
Notes: My mind absolutely refuses to let me call him Edge, except in the wrestling setting. So he's eternally Adam otherwise. In my pretty little world, none of the guys are married unless so noted. It's fiction, I'm allowed to do that.
Spoilers from 02/28/05 Raw. I've already been told I must write a sequel to this. I'm considering it, but no promises. :p
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*Adam's POV* God, he hurt. Not in the way to be expected with the vicious street fight he'd had with Shawn earlier, but from his as of yet unfilled need for release. His naked flesh cool to the touch as he kneeled at the foot of the bed in a hotel room across town from the arena and the "scene of the crime" so to speak, Adam was waiting on the appearance of his lover. Freshly showered, his blond hair brushed to flow over his broad shoulders, and his need clearly displayed by his solid length laying heavy between his thighs, he calmed himself with thoughts of the pleasure that would be his that night. The scent of vanilla was thick in the air from the candles which burned brightly, lit just a moment before he had assumed his current position of submission. He had already stripped the bed except for the fitted sheet and laid out the toys his lover always brought for their journeys of pleasure while on the road. Adam let the exquisite events of the night replay in his mind as he waited for his lover to join him. **** He was nervous as hell as he stood backstage prior to the match. In less than five minutes he would be heading to the ring for a street fight with Shawn Michaels. He bounced in place, the excess nervous energy born of anticipation was making him jittery. He nearly hit the ceiling when an arm slipped around his waist and a warm hand slid under the bottom of his shirt to stroke his stomach. The touch was supposed to be calming, but in reality it only increased his sense of excitement. Adam knew that touch anywhere. His comfirmation came with the whispered words from the man behind him. "Calm down. This is just like any other match, baby." Except this wasn't going to be like any other match. It was going to be a fullfilment of a dream, in more ways than one. He and Shawn had laid out the bare bones of the match, but he knew Shawn would have surprises for him. He had a few for Shawn as well. A technician warned them they were down to two minutes. Adam turned to the man behind him and stroked his palm down the smoothly shaved skin of his cheek. A quick kiss to those pouty lips and a whispered "I love you" and he was ready to hit the stage. The routine of his entrance calmed him slightly but not nearly enough. Making his way down to the ring, he turned to wait for Shawn's entrance. Lacking some of the HBK flash, it was still stunning with the intense look of determination on his face. Shawn was out to cause some pain, no doubt about it. Shawn pulled out one of his surprises almost from the start by stripping Adam of his shirt and strapping him with his leather belt. Christ! As the burning pain lanced along the nerves in his back, he had only one thought... What a fucking turn on! He could already feel the welts raising along his smooth skin. How many times in the privacy of their bedroom had Adam imagined Shawn doing the exact same thing to him in front of a Monday night crowd? The only way it could have affected him more was if Shawn had stripped him of the rest of his clothes first and there was no way the FCC would allow that. Thank god this was a street fight and he was wearing jeans or the entire arena would be aware of just what affect this was having on him. Each punch and every kick completed with just enough force to spread that blissful pain through every part of his body. Very few of his co-workers would be able to distinguish the fact that Shawn wasn't pulling those punches, but those that knew them well would realise that what was happening in the ring right now was tantamount to foreplay between the two. Well...with one major exception. Usually by this point Shawn had Adam strapped, chained, or handcuffed to a bed so the tall blond couldn't fight back. Adam had always wondered what it would be like to turn the tables and be the one to dominate Shawn, but had never asked for the opportunity. Tonight he'd take a small taste of it. Shawn's personality was just so dominant that Adam had a hard time picturing him in the role of sub. Maybe a taste would bolster his courage enough to ask his lover to switch places on occasion. When he swung at Shawn with the trash can lid, he didn't pull his swing like he would with any other opponent. His punches landed with just enough force to cause a slight stinging in his knuckles. Finally catching a glimpse of Shawn's eyes, Adam was entranced by the heated gaze from his lover. Thank god this was to be a brutal match. He could sell any stiffness of movements caused by the rock-solid stiffness in his pants as a toll of the brutality. Shawn would know the difference though. He'd known that Shawn was going to blade after the chair spot, but the massive quantity of blood flowing down Shawn's face made him pause for a moment. Under cover of hair and a choke hold, Adam was about to ask Shawn if they needed to call the match, when in a husky whisper his lover answered his unasked question. "Fuck, baby. Don't hold back now. Come on...make me bleed." A sharp spike of lust weakened his knees as his lover's voice washed over him allowing Shawn to take the upper hand once again. The rest of the match went by in a blur. Adam trying his best to give Shawn what he wanted. The two traded increasingly stiff moves until Shawn managed to land an extremely harsh shot with his sweet chin music and make the cover. Slightly dazed, Adam observed as Kurt made his run-in. He felt a slight flash of jealousy over the "beating" that Angle gave Shawn, even knowing it was all planned and not real. This was a moment for him and Shawn...he refused to let Kurt's spot put a damper on that. Making his way to the back, he was still mildly concerned over the amount of blood that Shawn had spilled. As they went off the air, Adam waited impatiently for Shawn to make it to the back. His plan was to take Shawn to get stitched up and then take him back to the hotel. The burning look in Shawn's eyes as he passed through the curtain curbed those plans. He recognized that look and there was no arguing with it. It was clear as day that Shawn wanted him to go back to the hotel and prepare himself. So with a short kiss dropped on Shawn's waiting mouth, he bid his goodbye's and went to do his lover's bidding. *Shawn's POV* Adam had given him everything he had wanted tonight. They had been together for awhile, but Adam had never asked to take the lead when it came to their nocturnal activities. Maybe that's a misnomer though, since they tended to indulge in those activities no matter the time of day. Shawn had the feeling that Adam had wanted to, but was unsure of his position on the subject. Tonight should have clued him in. Not that Shawn would let him have that lead tonight. He was strung as tight as a tripwire from the pain and pleasure that Adam had managed to inflict on him in front of the live crowd. Tonight he would tease him with the possibilities and maybe tomorrow night he would surrender control to him. Hunter had stuck around while he'd had his stitches done. Hunter had been curious as to why Adam had left without him, but Shawn thought he may have figured it out once they had arrived at the hotel. When Shawn had made no move to open the door that they had been standing in front of, Hunter laughed. Wiggling his eyebrows with a smirk on his face, Hunter had told him to have a "good night", a note of teasing in his voice. He planned on having a very good night, thanks very much Hunter. Swiping the card through the reader, Shawn pushed the door open wide. There he was. Kneeling just like Shawn had expected him to be at the foot of the bed. If someone were to pass by the door at the moment, they too would be able to see him in all his natural glory. Shawn stared for a moment at the man before him. With his head bowed in submission and the candlelight flickering across his golden skin, he seemed almost like a statue frozen in place. Even if Shawn were to leave the door wide open for public viewing, he knew that Adam wouldn't move from his position on the floor unless he was given permission. Closing the door behind him before walking into the room, Shawn smiled and dropped his bag next to the bathroom. He ached from the throbbing in his head and the twinges throughout the rest of his body, but nothing would stop him from claiming the man on his knees before him. Those aches and pains would in fact increase his own pleasure. Coming to stand before Adam, Shawn threaded his hand in his lovers hair and jerked back sharply. Blazing green eyes locked with his own, but Adam said not a word as he waited for Shawn to voice his needs. "Did you enjoy yourself tonight, Adam? Did you enjoy hurting me? Watching me bleed? Did it make you smile, baby? Did it make you... hard?" He knew that Adam wouldn't answer his questions unless given permission to speak, but then they didn't always need words between them. He could read the answer clear as day in those sparkling green eyes. With a deep-throated growl, Shawn leaned forward and covered Adam's mouth with his own. He kissed him harshly, his tongue probing the warm silken depths of Adam's sweet mouth. As he pulled away, he stared into his lover's eyes, his need apparent in the burning depths. He smiled wickedly. "I'm so glad you enjoyed it, but now it's my turn, baby." "Undress me." Shawn should have taken Adam to task for the brief smile that command brought to the other man's face, but he knew this was one of his lover's favorite parts of their games. Unless given permission later, it might be the only time he was allowed to indulge his desire to touch Shawn. Adam stood and with seemingly careless gestures, began his task. Shawn knew that despite appearances, every touch was a calculated motion to increase his desire. Long warm fingers slipped under the hem of the t-shirt he was wearing, sliding along his abdomen before moving up over his ribs. The material of his shirt pushed upward with the movement as he felt the brush of fingertips over his nipples. Shawn lifted his arms allowing those fingers to push the material farther up. As soon as the t-shirt was lifted from his body, Adam's hands made a slow pass down the length of upraised arms before slipping over tanned shoulders and skimming down the smooth expanse of his back. There was obvious pleasure in Adam's smile as he noticed Shawn had gone back to get the belt he'd used on him during the match and it was now threaded through the belt loops on his lover's jeans. Hearing the quiet whimper of happiness from his lover, Shawn smiled. He'd learned early on that the smallest gestures would elicit the happiest reactions from the man before him. Adam's fingers traced the curve of the belt along his hips before moving to the buckle. With an almost reverent touch, the blond unbuckled the belt and slowly pulled the leather from the loops. Shawn watched as Adam ran his fingers over the piece of leather in his hands seeming almost mesmerized as a slight shudder racked his tall frame. Adam shook his head slightly before tossing the belt onto the bed next to them. "Sorry." The quietly whispered apology from Adam surprised Shawn. Tonight had obviously affected his lover even more than it had him. "No more silence rule for tonight, baby. Tell me." Adam froze for a moment, his posture stiff before giving a slight nod to Shawn. As Adam dropped to his knees in front of him, Shawn combed his fingers gently through Adam's long blond hair, waiting for him to voice his thoughts. Strong warm hands stroked his denim-clad thighs before sliding up to unfasten the snap at his waist. "It was... I think it was knowing they were all watching us. The first time I felt the belt hit me, knowing they were watching you do it... I didn't want them to notice my reaction to what you were doing, but at the same time... I did. You could have stripped me and taken me right there and I would have been happy to let you do it." Fingers brushing his length gently as Adam lowered his zipper sent a flash of fire through his groin. Shawn closed his eyes briefly, basking in the pleasure. When he opened them again he noticed the slight blush on Adam's cheeks and thought he understood the conflict causing it. "Adam, a lot of people like being watched. If that's something you want to try... I'm sure Hunter and Dave would love an invitation to watch us together." Adam's head raised quickly, his eyes wide and a shy smile on his face. Shawn stroked a hand gently over the patch of pink on one cheek. "I'll gladly fulfill any fantasies you have, baby. You just have to tell me about them." He watched as Adam seemed lost in thought for a moment before reaching for Shawn's calf. Lifting gently, Adam pulled off his boots and socks, tossing them off to the side. "I think I'd like that, Shawn. Letting them watch. There's one other thing I've thought about." Adam's hands delved into the top of his jeans, pushing them slowly from his hips and easing the pressure on Shawn's hard flesh. Shawn hissed slightly in relief. Adam flashed him a big smile as the denim passed his knees. "I've thought a lot about asking you if we could... switch roles. I've wanted to give you the same pleasure you give me." Shawn lifted his legs one at a time to allow Adam to finish removing his jeans. "I'd like that Adam. I'm more than willing to let you take control if you want it, but... not tonight." Smiling down at the man kneeling before him, Shawn threaded both hands through Adam's hair. "Tonight I think you need to give me something to make up for all that bleeding I did for you. Why don't you use that beautiful mouth of yours to thank me, baby." Shawn groaned at the first swipe of Adam's tongue over his hard shaft. Adam's hands came to rest on his thighs stroking them slowly and firmly as his tongue danced over Shawn's solid length. Shuddering slightly as Adam licked the leaking fluid from the tip of his cock, Shawn tugged harshly on the hair wrapped in his hands. As much as he enjoyed the teasing other nights, they had both been aroused for too long to make this a lengthy session. "Suck me, Adam." Shawn rolled his eyes as Adam let out a snort of laughter over his word choice, but he was pretty sure they crossed completely as the blond swiftly sucked his length down his throat. Unable to resist the silky wet heat surrounding his hard cock, Shawn thrust his hips forward as his hands tightened in Adam's hair. Hands clenching at Shawn's hips, Adam teased his tongue along the smooth hard flesh in his mouth as Shawn guided his movements. Adam alternated hard sucking with scraping his teeth along the sensitive skin of Shawn's shaft. When Adam started humming around his mouthful, Shawn was torn between laughing because of his choice of tune and coming hard and fast in the blond's mouth from the delicious sensations the vibrations produced. Adam made the choice for him, pushing him over the brink by digging his nails sharply into Shawn's hips. With a loud shout and a sharp thrust of his hips, Shawn shot his release into Adam's mouth. Adam swallowed furiously, muscles constricting around the cock buried deep inside his throat. Shawn suddenly felt a bit light-headed, most likely from the combination of loss of blood and the force of his release. Gentle hands on his hips guided him towards the bed where he sank down onto the mattress. His fingers slowly combed through the waterfall of blond that cascaded across his thighs as Adam carefully licked his shaft clean. Once he was finished, Adam laid his head on Shawn's knee and waited for his lover to recover. Once he'd caught his breath Shawn noticed the concerned look on Adam's face. "Since when do you know the tune to 'Friends in Low Places'?" Shawn asked him, a smirk firmly in place. "Shawn, you make me listen to that stuff all the time. How could I not know it by now? Besides, considering the position I was in at the time, the title seemed... appropriate somehow." Adam smiled almost shyly up at his lover. "It was either that or your theme song. It was all that came to my mind at that moment since most of it was occupied thinking about... other things." Shawn chuckled lightly, but the lingering concern in Adam's eyes didn't escape his notice. An indulgent smile on his face, he tried to reassure the younger man, "I'm fine Adam. I thought you'd be gloating right now after making me all weak in the knees." Adam bit his lip and shook his head slightly. "I don't know, Shawn. You lost a lot of blood tonight. Maybe you should rest instead of..." "Oh no, no, no. Baby, I could be in the hospital, in traction, covered in bandages head to toe and I would still find a way to bury myself in that sweet ass of yours. A little blood loss and a few stitches aren't going to stop me." Smiling at the renewed blush on the tall blond's face, Shawn wrapped his hand in Adam's long hair and tugged gently on it pulling the other man up to his knees. A quiet growl escaped him just as he covered Adam's slightly parted lips with his own. The mix of his release and Adam's own sweet flavor burst over his tongue as he used it to taste every inch of his lover's mouth. When he finally pulled away, both men were breathing harshly. Tugging once again on the blond locks in his hand, Shawn's husky drawl filled the room as he voiced his next demand. "Get your sweet ass up here, baby. I think it's time for me to give you what you deserve." Adam scrambled up onto the bed and automatically lay face down on the bed with his arms stretched above his head. Shawn crawled up next to him, kneeling as he reached over to the nightstand to sort through the items there. A smile on his face, he lifted a small chain with a padded cuff attached at either end. Part of Adam's pleasure was in fighting the restraints, and after the first couple erroneous attempts with regular handcuffs had left shallow cuts and bruises on the tall blond's wrists Shawn had purchased the padded set as a gift for his lover. That he had cared enough to do so had been Shawn's first clue that their relationship would be more than just a brief affair to the older man. Now he couldn't imagine loving anyone more and Shawn knew that Adam's feelings ran just as deep for him. Shaking his head slightly Shawn returned his thoughts to the matter at hand and the beautiful man lying prostrated before him. Trailing the bit of chain up his lover's back, Shawn watched the resulting shudder of the man beside him. Shawn quickly threaded the chain through the headboard and snapped the padded cuffs around Adam's wrists. The blond immediately gave a sharp tug against the restraints, bringing a smile to the older man's face. Bending down, Shawn placed a trail of open-mouthed kisses along the other man's spine until he reached his waist. Stretching just a bit, Shawn snagged the belt from its position at the end of the bed. Doubling it in his hand, sure to tuck the buckle in his palm, Shawn trailed the smooth surface of the leather slowly up and down Adam's back. Adam whimpered quietly and thrust his hips against the bed. Shawn continued his teasing with the belt, letting it drift lower over the blond's ass and thighs. "Are you ready, baby?" Adam vigorously nodded his head and whispered a plea, "Please, Shawn." After letting the belt linger on Adam's thigh for a few seconds more to prolong the anticipation, Shawn raised his hand above his head and then dropped it suddenly, landing three quick successive blows on the smooth skin of Adam's ass. The blond's shouts of pain, which he attempted to muffle in the bedsheets, were still loud enough to send a shiver of pleasure down Shawn's spine. He continued to lay the belt harshly on Adam's flesh, continuing up his back in a carefully devised pattern. Each successive blow caused his cock to harden even more. The strikes were just hard enough to cause a criss-cross of welts, but not so hard that they'd linger more than a few days. Vince would have his head on a pike if they hadn't faded enough for make-up to cover by the next week. Finally happy with the results, Shawn tossed the belt to the side and straddled his lover's ass. Adam's muffled whimpers and gasps pleased him and Shawn rocked the hard length of his shaft against the cleft of the blond's ass. Leaning forward, he traced his tongue lovingly along the puffy, reddened welts covering Adam's back. As he rubbed his hands over the tender flesh of his lover's ass, Adam wrapped his hands around the chains and tugged sharply. The blond emitted a small whine as he thrust his hips up as much as his bonds would allow in a bid for more contact with the hard cock laying against his ass. "Easy, baby. You know I'm going to give you what you need." Shawn slipped his hand beneath Adam's hips and gave a few short tugs on his hardened flesh. Swiping his fingers over the leaking head, he pulled his hand out from under his lover and slowly licked his fingers clean making quiet sounds in appreciation of the taste. "I love how you taste, baby." Adam whined quietly as the shifting in Shawn's position caused the head of his cock to brush against Adam's entrance. "For fuck's sake, Shawn..." he managed to grit out between gasps of breath, "please... fuck me." "The best things come to those who wait, baby. I'll give it to you... eventually." Adam gasped as Shawn slapped him hard on the ass with the flat of his hand. "Up on your knees." Panting harshly through the fire in his back, Adam managed to raise himself to the requested position. With his face still buried in the sheets as he leaned on his elbows, he couldn't see the wicked smile that Shawn was wearing. Shawn reached for the tube of lubrication on the nightstand and popped the cap to dribble some on his fingers. Sure that the man beneath him expected to feel his fingers probing him shortly, Shawn decided to surprise his lover first. Leaning down he swiped his tongue gently over the blond's exposed entrance. Adam shivered and moaned beneath him, lifting his head to try to look over his shoulder. Before he could see what Shawn was up to, the older man bit him sharply on the curve of one reddened cheek as he simultaneously thrust two lubed fingers into his tight entrance. Adam stiffened beneath him as he directed his fingers directly for the blond's prostate while his tongue soothed the bite he'd inflicted. "Holy... fuck, Shawn." Adam tossed his head back with a hiss as Shawn finished his quick preparation and withdrew his fingers. Grabbing the tube from beside him on the bed, Shawn quickly slicked a generous amount of lube on his cock. Positioning himself between Adam's legs, he pushed against the other man's back forcing him down onto his elbows. Using his knees he forced the blond's knees farther apart until he was lined up in the perfect position to stroke his hard shaft along the cleft of Adam's ass. When Adam thrust his hips back trying to get more stimulation, Shawn slapped him sharply on the reddened skin of his buttock. "Are you ready for me to pound your ass through the mattress, baby?" Shawn knew from the plaintive whine he received in response that Adam wasn't going to be able to last long. In fact, he was actually surprised that he'd lasted this long with the stimulation he'd had that night, but then Adam rarely broke his submissive role, which meant he wouldn't come until Shawn gave him permission. "Shh. You won't have to wait. I'm going to help you take the edge off..." The loud groan from the man beneath him prompted Shawn to laugh. "Sorry. What I meant was... that I'm going to make you come for me, baby. Then I'm going to fuck you long and hard and make you come again." "Now... please, Shawn." Hearing the quiet husky plea, Shawn reached underneath Adam and wrapped a hand around his hard leaking cock. Stroking his length at a quick pace, Shawn used his other hand to position himself and slowly pushed the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle. He paused for a moment giving his lover time to adjust, then moved his hand to Adam's hip. His grip tight on the tanned flesh, Shawn thrust forward driving his length into the tight silky heat of the man beneath him while aiming directly for his prostate. Not giving him a moment, Shawn withdrew and slammed forward again and again. Feeling Adam tense beneath him, Shawn growled the words that would allow his lover's release. "Come for me, Adam!" Adam tossed his head back and wailed as he shot his seed over Shawn's hand and across his stomach. The blond tugged tightly against his bonds as he writhed beneath Shawn who continued to stroke his shaft wringing the last of his release from him. Adam's cock remained almost stiff in Shawn's hand as he continued to stroke it's length and drive himself deep inside Adam's ass. "Fuck. Shawn. 's good. So good." The younger man's litany was barely audible between his gasps for breath. Shawn pulled his hand from Adam's shaft and placed it on his other hip. Grasping both hips tightly Shawn helped Adam rock back as he drove forward, forcing himself deeper and harder into the other man's depths. Finally reaching his breaking point, Shawn tossed his head back and shouted his lover's name while driving forward one last time and holding himself buried deep inside the other man's tight heat as he spilled his seed. Shawn leaned over the blond and laid his head on his back while trying to catch his breath. When he'd finally recovered a bit, he withdrew from the blond and urged him to turn over. Shawn quickly straddled Adam and leaned down to possess his mouth with a quick harsh kiss. He took just a moment to drink in the glazed look of passion in his lover's eyes, his flushed face, and his pink lips swollen from their kiss. Sliding down and positioning himself on his knees between Adam's thighs, he nipped gently at the other man's hip. "Let me taste you, baby." Shawn's request was the only real warning Adam was given as Shawn leaned down and sucked him into the back of his throat. Adam grasped tightly to the chains as Shawn bobbed his head up and down quickly over his length, using his tongue to tease along the solid flesh. After a minute Shawn grazed his teeth along the sensitive flesh and with a shudder of pleasure Adam arched his back with his mouth open in a silent scream. He thrust his hips up sharply and his seed burst in long spurts into Shawn's waiting mouth. Adam dropped bonelessly to the bed and Shawn smiled as he noticed that the blond had apparently passed out with his second release. Quickly licking his lover's shaft clean, Shawn moved to his side and removed the cuffs. Tossing them onto the nightstand, Shawn cuddled up next to him waiting for him to regain consiousness. A moment or two later, Adam moaned quietly and shifted restlessly as he came to. Shawn covered his mouth with a deep passionate kiss. As he pulled back, Adam smiled at him and rolled onto his side, pulling Shawn into his arms. "Damn. That was absolutely in-fucking-credible Shawn." Shawn smirked slightly. "Well of course it was. Look at who you're talking to here." "I swear, Shawn, if I didn't love you so much...I wouldn't agree with that. Your ego is so out of control." Adam yawned sleepily and tightened his hold on Shawn, pulling his head down to his shoulder. "But you love me anyway..." Shawn tilted his head up so he could look into Adam's eyes. "Yeah, I do." He smiled sweetly at Shawn, his love apparent in his eyes. "So...maybe you should give Hunter a call tomorrow and see what he and Dave are up to tomorrow night." "Tomorrow night?" Shawn looked at him questioningly. "Are you sure you won't be too sore? Vince will kill me if you can't cover up the marks by next Monday." Adam closed his eyes and pulled Shawn's head back down on his shoulder. "That won't be a problem, sweetheart. After all, I get control tomorrow night, so I won't be the one having to worry about covering things up." Adam yawned again as Shawn lifted his head to look at him, his mouth open in shock. He tried several times to come up with some reply until he noticed the huge smile on Adam's face. Well he had said tomorrow night would be his... Shawn laid his head back down and smiled. Pressing a quick kiss to Adam's shoulder, he closed his eyes and whispered, "I love you, baby." Adam's grin was blinding as he opened his eyes and dropped a kiss on top of Shawn's head. "Love you too. Now go to sleep." In no time at all the two men had drifted off to sleep wrapped up in each others' arms and were dreaming happy dreams of the night ahead.
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