Shawn stood outside the arena, looking annoyed. He kept looking down at his watch, then at the gigantic clock up above. The door behind him slammed open and there was Hunter, hair still wet and clinging to his face. He looked pissed- but Shawn knew that look well. With a few long strides Hunter had closed the gap between them, pushing Shawn against the lamp post.

"Bastard..." Shawn growled grabbing on to Hunter's hair and pulling it.

"Bitch." Hunter hissed and crushed his lips roughly against the smaller man's. All that tackling and rolling around earlier got to him and of course Shawn didn't make it any easier by grinding against him every chance he got. Shawn wrapped his legs around his waist and squeezed, feeling the heat coming from Hunter's crotch intensify. He broke their kiss to breathe heavily into his ear.

"Whore."

"You know it..." Shawn rasped licking the inside of his ear.

Hunter groaned and tossed Shawn over his shoulder. "Mm. And you're my slut."

"Yes..." He whispered rubbing himself up against Hunter's shoulder.

"Fuck Hunter, where are you taking me?"

"Shut up. You drove me crazy today. What was that business with rubbing yourself up against me like that every time we came in contact?" He said heading off toward the parking garage.

"You wore your old spice spray.... You KNOW what that does to me. So you have no right to complain now, do you?"

"No I don't but now you're going to pay." Hunter pulled Shawn from down off his shoulder and dropped him down on the hood of a car. "Attacking me on the hood of a car... Trying to tell me something, Shawn? You know that my favorite place to have sex is the car. Whether on it or in it... Do you want to have sex, Shawn? Is that it?" He asked nonchalantly as he spread the older man's legs, running his palms down Shawn's thighs. Shawn quivered beneath him. "Hunter..." He growled as he watched Hunter's big hands travel around to the front of his crotch. His jeans got extremely tight because of it.

"Already hard, Shawn..." Hunter grinned bucking up into his hand. He chuckled softly as he spread Shawn's legs a little more. It was a good thing he got in control of his emotions so quickly in real life. He was still mad about Shawn trying to get him hot and bothered during the show so it was time to make him suffer a little. He trailed a finger down the cleft of Shawn's ass, feeling him squirm. He wanted to whip those tight blue jeans off of his lover- but he had to do this. He had to teach Shawn to be a good boy while the camera was on. After the show- the naughtier he got, the better. Shawn whined softly as he moved himself furiously on Hunter's finger feeling the rough material of the denim rub against his cleft. "Hunter please..."

"Nope. Sorry Shawn. I ain't giving you relief any time soon." Hunter said carelessly as he stopped him from moving all together by placing a hand on Shawn's stomach. "Get off the hood." He ordered stepping back. Shawn glared at him and rolled off, feeling his knees weaken. "What now?" He asked his erection straining against the front of his jeans.

"Walk." Hunter ordered watching his needy lover start moving. He got up right behind him, holding Shawn close to his body. Hunter's own erection began brushing against Shawn's tight ass, as resisting the urge to pull off their clothes right there became nearly impossible. The smaller man fit so perfectly against him... His buttocks came right up to groin at just the right height so that his cock was always nestled between his warm cheeks. Shawn shivered when he felt Hunter's erection rubbing against him. Oh it felt good... He stopped walking to bend over all the way down and grabbed his ankles. He began to rub his luscious ass against Hunter's crotch.

Hunter growled loudly pushing forward into Shawn. "Knock it off, Shawn." He warned pulling the other up by grabbing his shirt. "Walk."

"FINE." Shawn grumbled and started off again.

Hunter's hand slipped down to Shawn's crotch, grabbing him, massaging and kneading. He slid his other hand down his cleft, pushing his fingers in as far as he could. "Oh god!!"

"This is what you did to me, Shawn."

"It is not!" He gasped. "I RUBBED against you... You're fondling me openly!"

"Same thing. We both got aroused, didn't we?"

Shawn whined. "Yes..."

Hunter stopped touching him, put his hand down the back of his pants. His erection gave a violent twitch when he felt the silky material of Shawn's thong beneath his fingertips. "A thong, Shawn? I think you were trying to sex me up tonight."

"It's a safe assumption." He moaned.

Hunter pushed his fingers down into Shawn's cleft, pushing against the tight ring of muscle. "Hun'ner I'm going to come right here if you don't stop..!" Shawn moaned. "Please..."

He smirked down at Shawn, loving that pleading look in his crystal blue eyes. "Okay Shawn. I can't deny you anything. Brace yourself against that SUV over there."

Shawn nodded obediently, putting his hands against the vehicle. Hunter unzipped Shawn's jeans, pulling them down around his ankles. He loved the look of his red thong disappearing into his round globes. Hunter pulled that down too, admiring his lover's naked lower body. Hunter pulled his pants down quickly, shoving himself into Shawn.

Shawn rocked his hips back into Hunter, groaning. "Faster, Hunter!" He begged. Hunter started thrusting into Shawn at a punishing force. The SUV started rocking back and forth due to the momentum they had built up.

"Fuck Shawn, so good, so tight!" The smaller man sobbed, hanging his head, biting his lip in concentration. He came hard moments later, splattering his seed all over the car.

Hunter released inside with a howl. "Oh god... That was fucking good, Shawn..." He moaned bracing himself against him pulling out. "Beautiful. Just like always..."

Shawn turned around, pulling Hunter against him. "My Hunter..." He cooed, kissing him softly on the lips. "I'm sorry I ripped your shirt." He whispered toying with the ends.

"Mm, it's okay baby. Sorry I tackled you and Bischoff like I did."

"Bah, the old fart got aroused with us on him no matter what he says."

"Well, who wouldn't be with your pretty little ass up against them..." Hunter smiled, kissing Shawn's eyelids gently. "Mmm..." He purred, running his hands through Shawn's hair lovingly.

"Hunter... Baby..." Shawn put his hands on Hunter's belly and wowed little. "Your stomach's getting better..."

"It's all that exercise we've been doing. It's definitely my type of working out."

"You know what they say, three times a week, for twenty minutes a day..." Shawn grinned. It didn't matter how pissed off and rough they were with each other, they were ALWAYS sweet and loving afterward...

"That's aerobics."

Shawn gave him an odd look. "You want to do it less?"

"No baby, I want to do it more."

Shawn laughed- knowing that tonight was going to be one wild ride.

Fin.