Post by Shawn Cage on Apr 28, 2015 18:09:16 GMT -5
The scene opened with Shawn laying in his bed. His lengthy body was spread out across the bed, and his bare ass was peaking out from beneath the sheets. It was quite the site for any of the female fans watching this scene; but the men couldn’t be too trilled; unless they were gay. You know, like a certain weirdo in tight leather bondage gear running around claiming to save the day?
I wouldn't be surprised if there weren't other members of the male roster eating this shit up. Shawn right hand was wrapped tightly around his cell phone as he fought with the fatigue that was keeping him from moving. He had been going from business to business here in Holston, looking for a place to curve his evil vices that Pastor Matt Doyle and his Choirboy in Ian Wright would warn you about, because after all.. Shawn Cage was a very bad man.
The stress was of dealing with all of this was starting to take it’s toll on him, he spent the night tossing and turning despite the fact that he was undefeated here in WrestleTown, he promised the brass that he would take WrestleTown to new heights and get them noticed and he had yet to reach a satisfaction in that quest.
His left hand danced among the sheets for a moment, as he reached over and blinked, He was sure he felt a patch of soft skin. He followed the curves of what felt like a butt until he felt the imprints of a freshly inked tattoo. He knew who he was in bed with; and a warmth grew inside of his soul, but he was confused because the woman who was in bed with him had been dead for over eight years. He tried to shake his head to remove the fog he was feeling inside his head. Was he asleep? Is this what you call a lucid dream? The world may never know.
| Shawn Cage |
“Well, isn’t this a surprise…”
He said in a matter-of-fact manner, as he let his body curl up close to that of Alexis’s. Her curves pressing up against his own, flesh to flesh. It was a beautiful thing; almost a work of art. The two bodies mingled for a moment; it was nature’s ultimate masterpiece. Rolling on top of Alexis’s figure, he gazed down at the vixen with a smile on his face as he leaned into her figure and planted a kiss upon her plump lips.
| Shawn Cage |
“Wake up sunshine… I need you..”
He whispered into her ear; but she quickly turned away and let out a groan as she pulled the blanket over head. Locks of her alluring ebony hair could be seen peeking out the corners of the sheets. Shawn chuckled as he sat up, still confused as the woman's body was there and then it wasn't, It was if he was seeing things. These two looked like an odd couple; but the fact of the matter was Shawn was quite different than what he looked on television. As he stood up; bare bodied, a rather large amount of tattoos could be seen on his arms. Something that had really never been focused upon so much, but then again when he was in the ring as he usually wrestled with a shirt on. But the fans had seen them, they had just never been a main focus.
Scooping up a pair of sweat pants, he quickly pulled them over his legs and looked to see Alexis slowly rolling out of the bed. Her naked body caressing the sheets as though they were an adoring lover.
| Shawn Cage |
“Well, it’s nice to see that you’re with us now…”
He chuckled as he stood up and looked out the window; the waves were crashing against the shore on that sunny day, How did he get from Holston back to the beach of Los Angeles? Why did his room keep changing around him? Shawn smiled to himself and let out a sarcastic chuckle as he tilted his head; as he felt her soft pink nipples brush against his flesh before pressing her entire body into his back. Wrapping her arms around the figure in front of her, Alexis pressed her lips against the back of Shawn Cage, he was warm, as always. She leaned her head against his back, listening to the thump thump thumping of his heart as he watched and enjoyed the view. Alexis was happy where she was in her life right now, everything just seemed like it was clicking, like here, right now, was where she was meant to be. She heard the crashing of the waves against the shore, smelt the salt in the air, and feel the body of the man she loves against hers, and she was home.
| Alexis Hawthorne|
“Morning babe.. I have missed you so very much..”
She replied as she maneuvered her body so that she was now standing next to him, arms wrapped around him tightly as his was draped over her shoulder. The way she was standing it was easy to tell that she was not dressed, at all, but it was impossible for anyone to see her… most sacred of areas we’ll call them, aside from Mister Cage that is.
She was covered in tattoos, ranging from portraits of her family, to doodles that looked like they were the product of a drunken friend. As your eyes danced across her back it was easy to tell that some of the skin was a bit more ridged than others, these were indeed scars, the scars of her past let’s call them.
She now began to gaze out the window at what had become her home, a smile dancing onto her tired face. It was a beautiful scene, one that she enjoyed waking up to each and every morning. If you know anything about Alexis Hawthorne then you know where she comes from, you know how her past was, and you know what she was forced to put up with. If you would have told her at the age of sixteen that she was going to grow up to live in a beautiful house, in a beautiful place, with the man she loved, she probably would have laughed in your face and told you to get the fuck out of her way, but this my friends, is now her reality.
As she gazed out the window she let out a sigh of relief, looking up at Shawn and smiling at his striking features, he was a handsome man, inside as well as out, and it warmed her heart to know that she was going to be going to bed –sometimes even getting to sleep- and waking up with him by her side –sometimes in other places- every morning.
| Alexis Hawthorne|
“Sleep well?”
She asked as she covered her mouth, a small yawn escaping. She took a few steps away from Shawn, as she did she felt a firm slap upon her right …cheek, we’ll call it as Shawn ran past her in his sweat pants. Running out of the room, he took the beauty by the hand and dragged her behind him. None of this felt real to him, but he was in a trance. Muscle memory had taken over and it knew the role to play on this stage.
| Alexis Hawthorne|
“Isn’t it a bit too early for running?”
Shawn chuckled at her response, as he simply turned and faced her. Flashing a million dollar smile, he stopped and scooped her up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist as the couple giggle and Shawn walked down the lavish spiral staircase.
| Shawn Cage |
“It’s never to early for running, and I’m trying to show you something crabby pants…
The duo walked down the stairs from the top level of the home. It was obvious there was some renovation being done to the home; sheets of plastic were hanging from an unfinished ceiling; and part of the wall itself was covered by plastic. The workers were taking a break at that moment in time; which made it all the better for the two scope up what would be the newest extension to their home. But Shawn didn’t seem satisfied. But it wasn’t the room, and it wasn’t the clutter that the home was in due to all the renovations being done.
Almost all of the house had been finished; from the basement up. Not only did they have an outdoor pool, but in the basement along with the home gym; they now had an indoor pool as well. This one; however wasn’t as much for recreation as the one outside; Shawn liked to keep in shape, this was used for laps and such. Alexis picked up on this, as she looked down at Shawn, who didn’t seem to be smiling anymore. No, now a frown was painted across his face; like the spots of white paint that dotted the plastic they were standing on.
| Alexis Hawthorne|
“What’s wrong?”
Shawn’ mind snapped back to the present as he looked up at Alexis in his arms and smiled brightly. Something was missing; from all of this. On the even of his return to the wrestling world, or we could say the debut of the real Shawn Cage; something was missing from his life. And something just didn't feel right, But Shawn was in bliss at this point and he chuckled, as he walked out to the unfinished balcony, holding Alexis’s hand as he did so. She looked around, and smiled as she took in the soft and refreshing sea air. They could feel the mist dancing in from the shore and sprinkling across their bodies like angelic kisses.
| Shawn Cage |
“Look…”
By this time, Alexis had dawned a paint covered tarp and wrapped around her body like a dress. The fabric stuck to her curves like a newly fallen rain as she gazed around. Then something caught her attention as she looked upon the beach.
|Alexis Hawthorne|
“……”
No words could come into her mind; lets face it, this wasn’t exactly what she was expecting after being dragged out of bed at one in the afternoon. Shower Sex; that is what she had been expecting, or possibly just sex. But she wasn’t expecting this…
And then there was the all too familiar sound of a bullet leaving the chamber of a gun, then silence, Alexis fell to the ground dead... a white haze and then Shawn Cage had awakened from his dream.. or in this case.. the same nightmare that replayed in his head each and every night he tried to gather some sleep.. A cold sweat, a man no longer cool but rather a boy in a stitch. He looked around the room he was in, a mess of him acting out the actions from his dream like state. He signed a deep breath and held his hands over his face and quietly began to sob.
He quickly pondered about calling or texting Alanna McKay, but figured she was too busy with her own stuff to waste her time with trivial matters and this was far from the state he needed her to see him in, cause in the end, it was always the same and he always remembered what happened that day eight years ago.
| Shawn Cage |
“Fucking Nightmares and things from the past that need to stay dead…”