WWE Fan Fiction ❯ Endangered Love ❯ Chapter 2
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By: TheAyslum 
Non Anime: WWE Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.23.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 154 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: WWE Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.23.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 154 | Status: Work In Progress
Endangered Love
Author: Pearl
Pen Name: The Asylum
Email: Y2JsPearl@yahoo.com
Feedback: Is much loved and appreciated.
Ratings: R to NC-17
Warnings/Contents: Slash, strong male-on-male sexual activities, strong language and violence
Genre: Slash, Drama & Suspense
Characters: Chris Jericho, Ken Kennedy, Jason Reso (Christian Cage), Adam Copeland (Edge), Paul LeVesque (Triple H), Alvin Burke Jr. (MVP), Cody Rhodes, Lance Cade and Matt Hardy.
Characters mentioned: C.M. Punk, Rey Mysterio Jr., Vince McMahon and Jeff Hardy
Disclaimers: Characters are owned by either WWE or TNA
Distributions: Ask first.
Author’s Note: Yes, finally a long series starring Ken and Chris. I’ve been waiting to write this for a while. This story takes place after Wrestlemania 24.
Summary: After finding a suspicious text message on Chris’ cell, Ken has doubts about their relationship.
Chapters/Parts: 2/?
Since Ken left the arena to return to his hotel room, he hadn’t been able to erase Jason’s text message from his mind or the confused expression on Chris’ face when he unexpectedly broke their kiss. He knew he’d eventually have a lot of explaining to do especially as to why he departed the locker room like he did previously. Ken was ready for whatever questions Chris had plan to ask.
Ken placed his bags in a corner before sitting on the edge of the bed. The blond released a bored sigh as he scanned his hotel room to find something to keep himself occupied and hopefully ease the stress from his mind. Suddenly his eyes stop as they spotted his PSP and I-pod resting on the nightstand beside the bed. He reached to grab both electronics to bring them onto the bed with him. A few stages of Metal Gear and Obituary songs should help ease his mind.
Ken removed his footwear before scooting all the way onto the surface of the bed. He propped his pillows up slightly and leaded against the headboard. He inserts the headphones of his I-pod into his ears and smiled satisfyingly as riffs of Obituary’s “Insane” begins. He picks up his PSP, turns it on and instantly looses himself in an intense game of Metal Gear. There’s nothing Ken enjoyed more than playing video games and listening to vicious Death Metal especially with the way he was feeling. It always manages to help erase whatever stress he maybe under.
The Minnesotan glanced up from his PSP in time to see the hotel room door open and than the appearance of Chris. Inwardly Ken sighs, he wasn’t expecting Chris to show so soon. Quickly Ken focused his eyes back onto Metal Gear, pretending as if he never saw Chris come into the room.
Chris hesitated before strolling close to where Ken sat on the bed. He speaks, “We need to talk…” A frown comes to Chris’ face when the other man doesn’t even acknowledge him. His eyes bounced to the PSP that Ken held before unexpectedly jerking the portable video game system from his hands.
Instantly Ken glared at Chris with disbelief before removing his headphones and standing from the bed. He wasn’t reluctant to question, “What the fuck is your problem?”
“I should ask you the same thing. Why did you leave the locker room like that? Don’t give me any bullshit, I want the truth,” Chris demands as he placed his hands onto his hips.
Ken sighed at Chris’ words, he hadn’t had time to come up with an answer and he certainly wasn’t ready to confront him about Jason. He needed a chance to figure out what to say without hurting Chris. It’s the last thing he wanted to do.
“Well, are you going to answer me or not?” asked Chris as he sat on the bed waiting impatiently for Ken to say something.
“I wanted to avoid getting into an argument with you,” said Ken. He turned his head to look into Chris’ eyes before softly adding, “I couldn’t stand all the friction that was building between us. So I left to keep things from getting out of hand.”
“You pushed me away…” Chris said as his eyes swell with tears. He glanced down at the floor to keep Ken from seeing the teardrops that were gradually escaping. Ken released a muted sigh before placing his hand beneath Chris’ chin. He lifts his face and pressed a kiss to his lips. Inwardly, Ken hoped it would help postpone Chris’ questions until he could find suitable answers.
Chris moans as he returned Ken’s kiss passionately before pulling away slightly to whisper, “Make love to me. Please.”
Ken responds by capturing Chris’ lips in kisses filled with hunger, moaning as his fingers run through strands of spiky blond hair. He straddles Chris’ waist and instantly his hands work to unbutton the formal shirt that he wore. Ken pushed the material off of Chris’ shoulders before moving his mouth to kiss beneath his chin and down his neck.
Immediately Ken pulled away slightly as he spotted suspicious little red bumps along the skin of Chris’ collarbone. He hesitates before speaking, “Chris…”
“Yeah?” Chris responded with confusion, as he didn’t feel Ken’s lips on him anymore.
Delicately Ken traced the bumps with his index finger and asked, “W-where did you get these?’
Chris frowns at Ken’s question before glancing down where he had his finger. His eyes expand some and he stutters, “Uh… y-you…”
Ken quickly got off of Chris and shakes his head in disagreement, “No, Chris. I’ve never put one hickey on you before.” He looks away with a sigh and placed a frustrated hand to his forehead before glaring at Chris with wounded eyes.
“What’s going on with you? Why do you keep pushing me away?” Chris asked in perplexity. He stands and reached to place a hand against the other blond’s cheek.
Instantly Ken took a step back and answers with an unexpected question, “A-are you cheating on me, Chris?”
Author: Pearl
Pen Name: The Asylum
Email: Y2JsPearl@yahoo.com
Feedback: Is much loved and appreciated.
Ratings: R to NC-17
Warnings/Contents: Slash, strong male-on-male sexual activities, strong language and violence
Genre: Slash, Drama & Suspense
Characters: Chris Jericho, Ken Kennedy, Jason Reso (Christian Cage), Adam Copeland (Edge), Paul LeVesque (Triple H), Alvin Burke Jr. (MVP), Cody Rhodes, Lance Cade and Matt Hardy.
Characters mentioned: C.M. Punk, Rey Mysterio Jr., Vince McMahon and Jeff Hardy
Disclaimers: Characters are owned by either WWE or TNA
Distributions: Ask first.
Author’s Note: Yes, finally a long series starring Ken and Chris. I’ve been waiting to write this for a while. This story takes place after Wrestlemania 24.
Summary: After finding a suspicious text message on Chris’ cell, Ken has doubts about their relationship.
Chapters/Parts: 2/?
Since Ken left the arena to return to his hotel room, he hadn’t been able to erase Jason’s text message from his mind or the confused expression on Chris’ face when he unexpectedly broke their kiss. He knew he’d eventually have a lot of explaining to do especially as to why he departed the locker room like he did previously. Ken was ready for whatever questions Chris had plan to ask.
Ken placed his bags in a corner before sitting on the edge of the bed. The blond released a bored sigh as he scanned his hotel room to find something to keep himself occupied and hopefully ease the stress from his mind. Suddenly his eyes stop as they spotted his PSP and I-pod resting on the nightstand beside the bed. He reached to grab both electronics to bring them onto the bed with him. A few stages of Metal Gear and Obituary songs should help ease his mind.
Ken removed his footwear before scooting all the way onto the surface of the bed. He propped his pillows up slightly and leaded against the headboard. He inserts the headphones of his I-pod into his ears and smiled satisfyingly as riffs of Obituary’s “Insane” begins. He picks up his PSP, turns it on and instantly looses himself in an intense game of Metal Gear. There’s nothing Ken enjoyed more than playing video games and listening to vicious Death Metal especially with the way he was feeling. It always manages to help erase whatever stress he maybe under.
The Minnesotan glanced up from his PSP in time to see the hotel room door open and than the appearance of Chris. Inwardly Ken sighs, he wasn’t expecting Chris to show so soon. Quickly Ken focused his eyes back onto Metal Gear, pretending as if he never saw Chris come into the room.
Chris hesitated before strolling close to where Ken sat on the bed. He speaks, “We need to talk…” A frown comes to Chris’ face when the other man doesn’t even acknowledge him. His eyes bounced to the PSP that Ken held before unexpectedly jerking the portable video game system from his hands.
Instantly Ken glared at Chris with disbelief before removing his headphones and standing from the bed. He wasn’t reluctant to question, “What the fuck is your problem?”
“I should ask you the same thing. Why did you leave the locker room like that? Don’t give me any bullshit, I want the truth,” Chris demands as he placed his hands onto his hips.
Ken sighed at Chris’ words, he hadn’t had time to come up with an answer and he certainly wasn’t ready to confront him about Jason. He needed a chance to figure out what to say without hurting Chris. It’s the last thing he wanted to do.
“Well, are you going to answer me or not?” asked Chris as he sat on the bed waiting impatiently for Ken to say something.
“I wanted to avoid getting into an argument with you,” said Ken. He turned his head to look into Chris’ eyes before softly adding, “I couldn’t stand all the friction that was building between us. So I left to keep things from getting out of hand.”
“You pushed me away…” Chris said as his eyes swell with tears. He glanced down at the floor to keep Ken from seeing the teardrops that were gradually escaping. Ken released a muted sigh before placing his hand beneath Chris’ chin. He lifts his face and pressed a kiss to his lips. Inwardly, Ken hoped it would help postpone Chris’ questions until he could find suitable answers.
Chris moans as he returned Ken’s kiss passionately before pulling away slightly to whisper, “Make love to me. Please.”
Ken responds by capturing Chris’ lips in kisses filled with hunger, moaning as his fingers run through strands of spiky blond hair. He straddles Chris’ waist and instantly his hands work to unbutton the formal shirt that he wore. Ken pushed the material off of Chris’ shoulders before moving his mouth to kiss beneath his chin and down his neck.
Immediately Ken pulled away slightly as he spotted suspicious little red bumps along the skin of Chris’ collarbone. He hesitates before speaking, “Chris…”
“Yeah?” Chris responded with confusion, as he didn’t feel Ken’s lips on him anymore.
Delicately Ken traced the bumps with his index finger and asked, “W-where did you get these?’
Chris frowns at Ken’s question before glancing down where he had his finger. His eyes expand some and he stutters, “Uh… y-you…”
Ken quickly got off of Chris and shakes his head in disagreement, “No, Chris. I’ve never put one hickey on you before.” He looks away with a sigh and placed a frustrated hand to his forehead before glaring at Chris with wounded eyes.
“What’s going on with you? Why do you keep pushing me away?” Chris asked in perplexity. He stands and reached to place a hand against the other blond’s cheek.
Instantly Ken took a step back and answers with an unexpected question, “A-are you cheating on me, Chris?”