Never Have, Never Hold

The slight rasp of knuckles against the door roused Kalleasto McMahon where she lay peacefully, her breathing deep, her mind hazy, the first makings of sleep creeping over her. She yawned softly, turning to cast a look over her shoulder from where she lay with her back to the door as it opened slowly. Unable to make out the face of the figure she could barely see as it stepped into the room, she moved to roll over.

"Kalli? You still awake?"

A smile crept across the girl's face at the familar sound of Shannon Moore's voice, "Hey Shanny," she murmered, sitting up in the bed, pulling the blankets around her. "Whatcha doing?" She glanced at the clock, it read 2:38am, "You okay?"

Moving over to stop by the bed, he nodded, but there was a slight hint of sadness in his voice, "I'm fine. Just couldn't sleep."

She giggled, "Oh, really?"

He sighed, knowing she would see through the facade. "Kalli..." he groaned and her giggling only increased. Eventually he growled, "Okay, okay. So I wanted to check up on you." He sat down on the edge of the bed, her laughter trailing away, but the warmth in her still reaching him somehow in the darkness. Only tiny shards of moonlight sliced through the tiny gap in the curtains of the hotel room, yet he was still able to make out her adorable smile. Unable to contain a return one he hoped she too could make out in the dim glow, he told her softly, "You've been so... You know... Since the roster split."

Kalli nodded, "Well... It's just kinda hard..." he could sense her smile fading, "With Jeff being on Raw, and me being here on Smackdown."

"Your father did tell you he would change that if you wanted him too," he told her gently.

She nodded again, "Yeah, but..." The girl paused, "That's not fair, Shanny. It's not. Other people have been seperated from their friends too."

Shannon whispered playfully, "But Jeff isn't just your friend, Kallikins."

Another small giggle escaped the girl, "True. But..." Her tone settled more seriously, "I don't know. It's just... Career wise, this is what's best for me right now. My work with Edge is really starting to get me noticed, Daddy's gonna let me fued with Ivory after Judgement Day, and I have Adam and Jason and Shane," she reached out and ruffled his hair, "And now you to keep me company." She smiled again, "I'm okay."

"But you miss him," Shannon told her.

"So do you." She lay a hand on the knee he had resting lazily on the bed in front of him. She made out his slight nod in the darkness and she whispered, "I know you hoped it would be different, that you and Shane and Matt and Jeff would all be on the same show. Just like back in Omega." She told him honestly, "I wanted that too."

He smiled, slight hurt tinging his voice, but his words honest, "Hey. I'm here. I finally made it to the WWF. I can't complain."

Kalli giggled again, "That's true." She sought out his hand in the darkness, her fingertips brushing unknowingly along the inside of Shannon's inner thigh as she did so, the young man having to look away for the slight flush of heat that filled his body at this. Knowing she was looking for his hand, he reached out for hers, capturing it before it could move any further. Her giggle deepened as she wrapped her fingers in his, "Shanny?" she asked softly, "You wanna keep me company tonight?"

Though the words were completely innocent, another flush filled him.

Shannon Moore had always had a soft spot for Kalleasto McMahon...

He nearly chuckled at that thought. A soft spot was possibly not the most accurate of descriptions. In fact... He shook his head, forcing the thought away.

He loved her. Straight up. He'd never lie about that. But she was in love with his best friend, and though he might never lie, he would never tell either.

The former WCW star cleared his throat, "Nah, I should probably head back to bed. I just wanted to check on you..."

A pout touched the girl's face, "You don't wanna stay with me?"

"Well, your Dad is paying for the ritzy hotel room down the hall for me, Kallikins," he told her lightly, but in the shadows he could see the pout had not faltered. "Kalli," he sighed.

"Please," she whispered, her voice growing slightly choked though she fought to control it, "I just... I miss it... You know? Sleeping in someone's arms. Feeling safe. Feeling loved."

He smiled, touched that she would invite him to fill the seemingly unfillable void the absence of Jeff had left her with, all too familiar with how it could hurt to sleep alone. "And I can make you feel that?"

For some reason she could not explain, a blush painted her face at this, and she was grateful for the cover of night to hide it, "You always do."

Shannon nodded to himself at this. She felt safe, because she was. She felt loved, beause...

He shook yet another train of thought away. This was dangerous territory he found himself in. Jeff's territory.

But it was Kalli. And God damn him all to hell, but he didn't ever want her to feel alone. "Fine," he grumbled. "I suppose I can bring myself to stay here with you." In reponse she squawked excitedly, clapping her hands and he laughed, "Dayum, Kal..." The last of her name died away as he let out a tiny cry of his own as she tore back the covers and yanked him into the bed, helping him settle down into the soft warmth before positioning herself happily in his arms. Her head on his chest, one arm tucked around the back of his neck between the gap of the matress and the pillow, the other resting lazily over his chest. "Are you quite comfortable there?" he asked, chuckling, trying to hide the increase in the speed with which his heart beat.

"Very," she placed a soft kiss on his naked chest, nuzzling it softly with her nose as she settled, her sleepiness already beginning to creep back in on her.

Tensing slightly under the sweet action, Shannon clenched his eyes closed. Clad in his boxer shorts, and with Kalli wearing only a tiny t and panties, their was little that seperated her soft skin from his, the electricty of his attraction to her already wrecking havoc on his body. He felt the first sparks starting to stir in his boxers and he nearly groaned. This had not been such a good idea after all.

"Kalli?" he whispered, suddenly desperate to get right back out of that bed, almost cursing his decision to come into her room in the middle of the night in the first place. What had he been thinking?

He sighed, knowing full well he had hoped she would be sleeping. That like he had done on dozens of other occasions since coming on the road with the Smackdown! crew he would be able to sneak into her room and catch a glimpse of the beautiful girl sleeping, content in the knowledge that the hurt he saw in her each day she spent away from Jeff was lost as she dreamt her way to him during the night.

Again he whispered, "Kalli?"

The girl did not reply, her weight against him growing slightly heavier as she started falling back into her slumber, her body shifting unconciously, the breasts that pressed against the side of his chest moving slightly, the man growing far too aware of the presense of them, and the hand, that had crept slightly down his body, now coming to rest on his stomach.

He cleared his throat slightly, whispering again, "Kallikins?"

But still she did not respond, her breath now coming at longer intervals, sleep again hers.

He groaned sadly, opening his eyes to look down at the outline of her snuggled against him, her shoulder length red hair strewn messily about her shoulders, a few strands resting in her face, moving slightly under her warm breath as she breathed out, the heat of it washing over his chest. He reached over with his free arm, the other wrapped tenderly around her, wrapping his fingers in the soft strands of her hair, gently pushing them back from her face. As he went to move his hand away when her face was again clear of any hair that might obstruct his view of her features, he let his fingertips stroke lovingly across her cheek. She murmered softly in her sleep and he almost yanked his hand away from her, except that her head tilted forward, pressing her cheek a little more fully against his touch.

Captivated, he let his palm rest there on her cheek, his thumb gently stroking lazily back and forth, the sleeping girl melting into the touch, her lips curled slightly in a smile, her very being perfectly content there in his embrace. Unable to repress the smile that consumed him at this, he tilted his head closer to her, pleased to feel the warmth of her breath on his face. He had always wondered what this would be like.

To have the girl you loved laying there in your arms. To know she was happy to be there.

He closed his eyes again.

If anything, in the dreams she would have possibly fallen into already would be of his best friend. In her head, undoubtedly it was not his arms she was lying in.

But right here, right now, to him, she was. Her slender body pressed against him, the fingers that pressed dutifully against his finely toned stomach twitching slightly in sleep, her arms embracing him easily...

And the stirring in his boxers only increasing, his cock starting to tighten slowly with the months of supressed desire that were beginning to overcome him. It was far easier to control his lustful longings when she was not laying right there beside him. God, this had been a bad idea.

The longer he lay there with her, the more he wanted to do more than just stroke her cheek and hug her to him. He wanted...

Opening his eyes, his gaze locked on her face, her full lips formed into a slight pout as she slept, seducing him with the way they curled in her contentment. He had to get out of that bed. He had to.

And he would, but not before...

He took a deep breath, promising himself that he would untangle himself from her and disappear back down into his own room without waking her, after one, just one, tiny kiss. Steeling himself, Shannon leant forward, his lips locking adoringly, tenderly against hers, his eyes clenched closed in the dread she would wake.

Wake she did not, but lost in the comfort of him and her slumber, a slight moan escaped the girl, and her lips curled all the more, forming into a softly returned kiss. Overwhelmed, his head spinning with the knowledge that Kalli was kissing him back, Shannon nearly yanked away from her... But his heart clung to the moment, the kiss continuing, the arm he had locked around her drawing her even tighter against him. And still she returned the kiss, lost in her body's subconcious response to him...

Until her hand slid down his body, locking gently over the strain against the soft silken material of his boxer shorts. Shocked, he pulled away from her, gasping, not sure whether he should be horrified or in heaven. His eyes snapped open, staring down at where he could make out her hand resting beneath the covers of the plush bed.

He had to get out, and it had to be now.

Shannon lifted his arm from around her, trying as best he could to slide himself out from beneath her, but the grip on his hard on only grew more intent, the fingers buried in his hair where Kalli had wrapped her arm between the matress and the pillow moving slightly. Mortified, Shannon looked back down to the sleeping girl's face.

Only to find she wasn't sleeping anymore.

"Shanny?" she whispered a little breathlessly, Shannon only now aware of the rapid pounding of her heart against the side of his chest.

"Kalli," he breathed, fear in his voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

Removing her hand from his boxers, she pressed her palm across his lips, "Ssshhh," she cooed, her voice briming with emotion, "Please..." She took a deep breath, her body trembling against his, "Please... Kiss me again."

Shocked, Shannon's jaw dropped as she removed her hand, it slowly tracing it's way back down his chest, "Kalli?"

Tears filled her eyes and she moved enough to prop herself up on one elbow, "Please, Shannon."

"Are you sure?" he whispered, unable to even grasp the true reality of what was happening between them. In response, she merely nodded, the sparkle of her tear filled gaze never leaving his. He managed a soft smile for her, and though a tear slipped down her cheek, she returned it, gratefully moving with him as he pulled her forward and into another sweet kiss.

But the sweetness melted away under the heat of the embrace between them soon enough, his tongue caressing across her lips, her lips parting instantly, welcoming his tongue as it swept into her mouth. The two became lost under the pull of each other, and hungry for him, Kalli's hand skimmed across his stomach again, this time tangling in the top his boxer shorts.

Rational though screamed at Shannon to snatch her hand away and stop her right there and then...

But her hand crept into his boxer shorts and took hold of the length of him, softly beginning to pump back and forth. He moaned gently into their kiss and she moved up over him, straddling his waist, her hand moving away and his body instantly longing for the return of it. The kiss between them was never broken as she lowered her waist over his, the crotch of her panties pressing against the lump in his boxers, Shannon surprised to feel the dampness of her even between the layers of material seperating them. She took his hands, leading them to the base of her tiny t and helping him guide it up her body. She broke away from him so he could pull it over her head, her breasts now falling free of any restraint, his eyes widening with the sight of them. Having tried to imagine what she would look like in this scenario so many times, the real thing...

It left every fantasy he had ever had far behind.

His hands crept up softly over her breasts and she smiled, leaning back down against him, their naked stomachs pressing together, "I always wanted..." he breathed, the words trailing away.

She nodded, "I know," before whispering, "Me too."

"But Jeff..." he whispered, hurt in his voice.

Shame flushed her face, her pain at what she was doing to Jeff, and to her relationship with him, evident, "I know... I..." she looked to him desperately, "We can never tell. Promise we'll never tell."

He wanted to tell her he couldn't promise that...

But promise he would. He couldn't seem to help himself.

His lips captured hers again, "Never," he breathed between kisses, "We'll never tell." He pulled her harder against him, savoring the feel of her breasts pressed so firmly against his chest until the kiss again broke away after minutes, the girl giggling softly, almost shyly, as he pulled down on her soft cotton panties, the girl rising up off the bed enough to allow him to remove them. The moment the panties where gone, he was unable to resist the temptation to press his fingers against her inner thighs, seeking out her clit. She moaned the moment his fingertips brushed the moistenined nub, sheer delight coarsing through her. Unwilling to break away from him she stayed perched there as he toyed with her, her trembling body only barely keeping upright above him.

Shannon took in the very sight of her, so in love with the way she moved. Her chest heaving as she fought for breath, her head thrown back slightly, her hair brushing back and forth over her shoulders. Her hips moved in circular motions on his hand, her teeth sinking into her lower lip, her expression one of total pleasure.

Beneath her his cock stirred with even more urgency, straining against the silk of his boxers, desperate to be free of them and and locked inside her. "Kalli," he groaned hungrily, "I..."

Unable to speak for his desire, she smiled broadly, knowing what he wanted. Slightly reluctantly, she moved away from him, shuffling back on the bed enough to tear at his boxers, yanking them off his body roughly, just as desperate for him as he was for her. She moved to scramble forward...

But paused when her eyes nestled on the protruding length of his hard on. Erect, he was 10 inches, easy. She gasped, "Shannon!"

Slightly embarrassed he stammered, "Uh..." He rose an eyebrow at her, "Well..."

She giggled, "I'd heard rumors..." She gazed down at it, awestruck, "How can such a little guy have such a big..?"

"Hey! I'm not little!" He cried indignantly.

And Kalleasto McMahon laughed, "You're telling me!" She reached out a shaky hand, locking it around the length of him again, gently pumping him. His protests merged into luscious moans of pleasure and she crept over him, her waist again stradling his. A little hesitantly, she positioned the head of him at her entrance, worried that he might be more than she could handle.

But one look at his face, at the desire in him for her, and she smiled, lowering herself slowly onto him, beyond caring if there would be pain, longing only to pleasure him, and to be pleasured by him in return.

A soft sigh escaped Shannon's lips, his eyes falling closed, his jaw dropping slightly, his tongue darting out across his lips as he was encased by her wetness. "God..." he moaned, his pounding heart near stopping with the sheer power of their togetherness.

Her own eyes clenched closed, Kalli cried out slightly, her teeth again sinking into her lower lip, her body filled to the brim with the length of Shannon, small hints of pain in her from the sheer shock at the size of him. It was not like Jeff had been small, but... This was certainly a little more than she was used to handling. She leant back down, pressing into Shannon, her lips meeting his, the slow movements of them gradually growing in intensity. Overcome, Shannon pressed up into her with more force, and when he heard a tiny hiss of pain escape the panting girl he opened his eyes to look up at her. "You okay?" he whispered, and she nodded, her brown eyes opening to meet his. She smiled, but some doubt lingered in him and he whispered again, "You sure?"

"I'm more than okay right now," she spoke brokenly, her breath raggard.

Still concerned he asked, "Did I hurt you?"

A wicked grin touched her face and she told him devilishly, "I like it that way."

He laughed at the naughty tone to her usually sweet voice, pulling her back down into another kiss, again moving inside her with more force, allowing himself to be caught up in the girl, his passion for her ever increasing with every tiny bite she lay upon his lips and every muffled cry that filtered from between their kisses.

Tightening his hold around her, her rolled her over on the bed, pressing her back into it, kneeling now between her thighs. His lips never left hers until the incessant pounding of him filling her seeped beyond the limits of control and without concern he slammed into her.

Kalli's fingers tangled in his hair black and blonde hair as she cried out, lost in the pleasure and pain of him, overcome when he moaned deeply. The first spurt of his hot seed letting loose inside her she half screamed, half whimpered in delight, her body reaching the delicious peak of orgasm that clung to her well beyond the last pound of Shannon inside her and into the breathless afterglow of him collapsing in her arms. He lay in a heavy heap on top of her, and praying he would never move, the girl clutched him to her, cooing sweet nothings to him as she stroked his sweat dampened hair, kissing his forehead, his lips, over and over again.

"Shannon?" the girl eventually whispered.

Still out of breath, the young man merely 'mmmed' in response.

"I mean it," she took a gentle hold of his chin, tilting his face so she could stare deep into his eyes. "Never tell."

And though it pained him, as he could see that it pained her, he whispered again, the honesty of his promise in his voice, "I'll never tell."

She nodded, grateful, and then she clenched her eyes closed, a tear falling from between the hurt fastened lids.

Shannon sighed softly, gently nuzzling her neck. Though they would never tell, and Jeff would never come to know of their betrayal...

This night would forever hold in his heart with the knowledge that the girl he had just loved...

He would never have... He would never hold...