Chris growled as yet again his instructions had been brushed aside, causing a near fatal accident to happen between his protégé and Knockout Madison Rayne. Why had he even agreed to taking her on board? All she seemed to enjoy doing during these training sessions was ignoring him.

"Alright enough!" he snapped when the two started verbally fighting with each other. Shawn Danvers was a great future Knockout and there were some who doubted her because she was much more full-figured. Hands shoved into his pockets, Chris tried hard not to respond when Madison told him to bite her. One thing both girls had in common; their attitude.

Madison was an alright wrestler but Shawn had both the in-ring and microphone skills. Two things every wrestler needed. She'd been training with Team 3d but when they'd asked if he wanted to help train a new Knockout, he had expected some Maria Kanellis/Kelly Kelly prima dona. Instead he had a fiery, outgoing, athletic tomboy on his hands. And she was a handful.

Alex, EY and Petey continuously reminded him of that every time they caught her doing something completely different to what he asked. Alex said she needed to loosen up a little, work more cooperatively with others. Yeah, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"She started it," Madison accused, pointing to the five foot one, 139lbs woman who at twenty-two years old looked like she could take on someone who was Roode or Storm's size.

Hey, for a short woman, she could lift a lot of weight.

She'd lifted him up into a suplex in their first session and executed it perfectly.

"Hit the showers, girls," he told them and watched Madison walk off. Shawn didn't move.

Oh great this would be interesting. "Yeah?"

"Um- nothing," she replied and made to walk off.

"Hang on a second, Danvers, I wanna talk to you," he commented, grabbing her arm. "Next time you feel like ignoring me, I'm gonna punish you."

Shawn smirked. "Oh yeah, I'd love to see you try."

"Practice tonight at my place," he grumbled. "If you don't show up then I'll know you quit-"

"I'll be there."

Chris sat on the couch, flicking absently through the cable channels. He couldn't find anything worth watching and jumped up to turn the stereo on. A knock caught his attention as he put on Beautiful Disaster on his 311 mix.

Opening the door, he smiled seeing her and thanked heaven she was dressed for training; sports tank and a pair of short track pants. "Look, I can't stay for long-" she said pushing him out of the way. He had changed into a pair of track pants and singlet.

"Yeah, yeah," he remarked, shutting the door.

Shawn dumped her bag on the floor and looked at the now cleared living room. "So-" She clapped her hands together. "What's first?"

"Grappling," he answered.

It took ten minutes for the two of them to stretch. "All right. You need to learn to work with the other wrestler, you aren't going to be able to work on your own in a ring."

Shawn's eyes wondered why Chris talked, her dark hazel eyes slipping down over his strong chiselled chest which was hugged tightly by his singlet and showed off the v in his hips. It was a very nice sight.

Damn, no! she scolded herself. Not the time to be thinking that.

"Got it?"

"Huh?" she asked.

"I said we'll just start with some basic moves," he answered and before she could blink they were both on the ground with him holding her in a headlock, his body straddling her torso.

There was no force or pressure behind his hold but still here he was on top of her with his arms around, not in the exact position, she would've really liked but still.

Her headstrong nature got the better of her and she dropped him down onto his back with a quick reversal. "I thou-"

"You thought wro-"

Chris made them switch positions until he was straddling her hips and hands pinned to the floor. "Damn it! You're meant to do as I say!"

"I don't ha-" Shawn was cut off suddenly when Chris' mouth crushed against hers. Her eyes went wide in shock and she couldn't help but inwardly smirk. Two could easily play this game. She wrapped one leg around his thighs as he slipped his tongue past her lips.

Since first meeting him, Shawn had wondered what it would be like to kiss him. Hell, she was attracted to cute guys and Sabin was cute beyond words. His hands slowly released hers from his grip and she wrapped them around his neck. An electric jolt jumped through her when his hands tugged her shirt and sports bra up and their kiss broke only for a second so he could pull it over her head. She moaned as his lips assaulted her neck. Shawn tiled her head back just as his hands covered her breasts, squeezing them firmly. A second later she found herself on her stomach. Her lips parted in a gasp as he crushed his weight down on hers, a hand fisting into her hair before he tugged her head back harshly. His lips brushed the lobe of her ear as he leaned in close.

"I promised that I'd punish you if you didn't listen to me," he growled, smirking when she shivered. He let her hair go and slid his hands down her torso to the waist band of her pants.

Chris was never rough when it came to girls but his anger was the thing causing him to act now and he sunk his teeth in the nape of her neck as he ran his finger across her belly and the band of her pants. Her moan of approval only encouraged him to move.

Chris' hands acted before his mind did and he tugged her shorts down to reveal a black thong. He ran his hands over the bare skin of her butt as he snapped the material of her underwear which made her squeak slightly. "How about getting to the good part," she muttered, moving so he ended up on his back and she was stripping him of his shirt and pants, his underwear going with them. He groaned when her hand closed around, causing him to arch his hips up.

He wanted one thing and one thing only. Her. Growling, he rolled her beneath him and dug his nails into her thigh as he thrust into her and earned a deep throated purr from her.

She was even better than he expected. Groaning, he heard the phone ringing in the background but brushed it aside as her hands fisted into his hair and her legs tightened around his waist, bringing his pelvis flushed against hers.

His movements got faster as his arousal grew at hearing her moan. He wasn't gentle with her. This was a quick fix fuck and nothing more to him. He was teaching her that messing with him meant coping it in the end.

His deep throated growl signalled his release which as she tightened around him and called out his name. As he rolled off her, they lay there, both staring up at the ceiling. "So-" she started as he rolled onto his side to look at her. "Can I have another private lesson tomorrow?"

In response to her question, Chris merely started to chuckle and leaned forward to kiss her lightly. "If you misbehave again, I might tie you up as punishment," he grumbled as he laid one arm across her belly.

"I think I'd enjoy that," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck as her leg laid over his.