Author: Katie Jones
Disclaimer: I don�t own them unfortunately.
Distribution: If you want to use it, go for it. Just please let me know where it is.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Read and find out
Notes: For Lisa�s request & I gotta give credit to Frala cause otherwise I never would have thought about these two as a couple.
�Hey Shane. Are we on for drinks tonight?� Mike Sanders approaches the younger man.
�Sure baby. When should I get there?� Shane says, wrapping his arms around his older lover.
�About eight?�
�No problem.� The two lover�s kiss and Mike heads off to find the rest of the Thriller�s. Shane watches him go and jumps when he gets grabbed from behind. �Dammit Shannon. Don�t sneak up on me like that.�
�Sorry buddy but you were so into watching Mikey that I just had to scare you.� Shannon smiles at his long time friend.
�Do it again and you get hurt you little brat.� Shane smiles at the younger man who grins back at him.
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Later that evening
�Hey Shaney baby. What�s up?� Mike says sounding more than a little drunk.
�Dammit Mike you�re drunk.� Shane says exasperated.
�Nah baby. I am just really happy.� Shane shoots the other Thriller�s deadly glares when they snicker.
�Come on Mike. I am getting you out of here.� Shane helps Mike out the door and back to their room. Dropping the older man on the bed, Shane goes into the bathroom and gets ready for bed. Coming back out he stop short when he sees his lover stroking himself. �Mikey, I am so totally not in the mood when you�re drunk.�
�Come on Shaney. You know how much I love you. It would make me so happy if you let me love you tonight.�
Shane sighs and climbs into the bed. Mike reaches over and undresses the younger man. �Oh god baby I love you so much.�
Shane lays there unresponsive until Mike starts kissing him. Shane relents and starts kissing Mike back just as passionately. He moans when Mike brushes a hand across his entrance. Mike reaches for the lube and slicks some gel onto his hand. He prepares his young lover gently. Shane looks down embarrassed. �Mikey, stop.�
�Why baby? Am I hurting you?�
�No Mikey it�s not that. I just�.. Well, what I mean is I don�t think I can��.� Shane looks away embarrassed that he can�t get it up.
Mike finally notices the problem and tries to fight back the laughter bubbling up inside of him. He can�t hold back anymore and bursts out laughing. Shane glares at him and then pushes him away. �Awww come on Shane. It�s not that big a deal. It happens to everyone at some point. Please baby I�m sorry for laughing at you.� Mike says as Shane pulls on his pants and heads out the door. �Dammit.� The older man says still laughing.
Shane knocks on the door to his best friends room and waits patiently until Shannon pulls the door open. �What�s up Shane?�
�Not me.� Shane says entering the room when Shannon stands aside.
Shannon looks at him perplexed. �What?�
�Mike and I�. Well, I couldn�t�� I mean�..� Shane cuts himself off as he notices Shannon holding back a smile. �I swear to god if you laugh at me I will kill you.�
Shannon�s shoulders shake with the effort he is putting into not laughing. He finally composes himself. �So what happened? Did you drink too much?�
�I haven�t had anything to drink all night. I don�t know why except that Mikey was drunk and I really didn�t want to.�
Shannon bites his lip in an effort not to laugh. �Well, then that�s it. You just couldn't� get excited about sleeping with Mike when he was drunk. It�s no big deal Shane. It happens to everyone sooner or later.�
�Has it ever happened to you when the man you love was about to make love to you?�
�No but then again I don�t have a man. So that could be why.� Both men look up at the knock on the door. �Hold on.�
�If that�s Mikey I don�t want to see him.�
�Okay Shane. I�ll let him know that.� Shannon answers the door and gasps when he is kissed by Sean O�Haire. He finally manages to push the older man away. �What the hell is wrong with you O�Haire? Are you insane?�
Sean grins down at the younger man. �No I�m not insane and before you ask, I�m not drunk either. My buddies down there dared me to kiss the man who I thought was the best looking guy in WCW so I did. Now I�ll leave you alone. G�Night Shanny.� Sean walks away with a smirk, leaving Shannon staring after him.
Shane steps up next to him. �What was that all about?�
�I have no clue.� Shannon says trying to fight back the blush that is creeping across his face.
Shane grins at the younger man. �Whatever you say Shanny.� Shane says, putting emphasis on the nickname Sean had used. �So are you going to go after him or stand in the doorway all night?�
Shannon turns around and glares at the older man. �Listen Shane just cause you couldn�t get it up for Mike doesn�t mean you get to pick on me to make yourself feel better.�
Shane takes a step back at the anger on his best friends face. �I�m sorry Shan. I didn�t mean anything by it. What�s up with you being all defensive all of a sudden though? Do you have the hots for O�Haire?�
Shannon blushes a deep crimson and shakes his head. �No of course not. He�s�.. He�s disgusting.�
Shane nods his head and winks at the younger man. �If you say so Shan. By the way your face is like ten different shades of red.� Shane laughs as Shannon dashes into the bathroom. There is a knock on the door. Shane opens it up, shocked when he sees Mike standing there. �What are you doing here?�
Mike looks at Shane apologetically. �Baby I am so sorry I laughed. I didn�t mean to and I know I am an asshole. Please forgive me.�
Shane looks at Mike with a smile. �Okay but I don�t want have sex when you�re drunk so�� Shane trails off not sure what else to say.
�No problem. Can I hold you?�
�Sure.� Shane says a blush stealing across his cheeks. He knocks on the bathroom door. �Hey Shan, I am going back with Mike. Sleep well and have pleasant dreams about Mr. O.� Shane smiles at Mike who immediately starts questioning him as to who he meant. They head back to their room Shane not saying a word about what he meant. They climb into bed and Shane snuggles into the older man�s embrace. They fall asleep quickly.
The End