WWE Fan Fiction ❯ Endangered Love ❯ Chapter 8
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By: TheAyslum 
Non Anime: WWE Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.23.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 166 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: WWE Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Suspense | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.23.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 166 | 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: 8/?
“What the fuck is your problem, man?” asked Matt as he stands to his feet caressing his sore jaw. He glared down at Ken before adding, “Would you care to explain why you came here and punched my face in?”
Ken closed his eyes as he tried to adjust to what happened with Chris and the words that were coming from Hardy’s mouth. “Why were you touching Chris?”
“Oh c’mon, Ken, it was just an innocent hug!”
“Innocent? When does fucking another person’s lover “innocent”?” questioned Ken as he turned to confront Matt.
Matt laughs lightly, “What? I’ve never did anything like that with Chris. What gave you that idea?”
Ken reached into his jean pocket and pulled out the ruffled up Polaroid photo. He shoves it into Matt’s hand and demands, “Explain that.”
The dark haired wrestler stared at it for a long time, his eyes repeatedly scanning the black print. He frowns in confusion. “W-where did you get this photo?”
“I went upstairs to Chris’ hotel room to confront him about something. I was in the room when someone knocked on the door and slid a brown envelope under the door. That photo was inside it,” explains Ken as he sits down on a bench nearby.
“So you just automatically assume me and Chris are fucking? You didn’t even bother to ask, just assumed, man! What in the hell is going through your mind, Ken? Because of your actions, Chris received a punch across the jaw from you as the result. If things aren’t corrupt enough between you and him than it is now thanks to your stupidity.”
“Chris is cheating on me! What was I supposed to think when I saw that photo,” Ken shouts over Matt.
Matt calms down at the sound of Ken’s first words. He frowns, “H-how do you know that Chris is cheating? Do you know that he was down here crying his eyes out because he missed you? Chris loves you! Why in the hell would he cheat on you?”
“I’m not discussing my personal life with you.” Ken shakes his head and tries to leave the room.
“No!” Matt grabs Ken’s forearm and turns the light haired blond around. “You brought it up, Ken.”
Ken looks up to the ceiling and sighs before looking at the brunette. “I found a disturbing text message from Jason Reso on Chris’ cell.”
Matt narrows his eyes and shakes his head. “So, people get text messages all the time, doesn’t mean they’re cheating on their partners.”
“The text message specified Chris cheating on me.”
“And you actually believe someone like Jason Reso over Chris?” Matt laughs some and shakes his head. “Man, if only you knew the person that Jason was than you’d really feel bad about how you’re treating Chris.”
“How I’m treating Chris?” Ken frowns. “How about the way Chris is treating me? I‘m tired of everyone taking up for him, I‘m the victim here, not Chris!”
Matt sarcastically pouts, “Oh poor Ken.”
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Chris immediately grabbed for his suitcase as he came into his hotel room. He didn’t bother to close the room door, just quickly filled the empty box with his belongings. He stopped briefly to wipe at his eyes as tears emerged from them like rain. He wasn’t expecting Ken to punch him like that, even if it wasn’t on purpose. He was getting so tired of Ken’s insecurity and attacking Matt downstairs just made matters critical.
“Chris.”
Instantly Chris stopped packing his suitcase at the sudden echo of his name. He turned and his eyes expand in shock as they fall onto the facial features of Jason Reso.
“Jas--”
Jason didn’t give Chris a chance to speak any words. He walks close to the other man and unexpectedly captures his lips in a kiss filled with hunger. Chris quickly broke the kiss and looked at Jason with disbelief. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m taking back what’s mine.” Jason sneered as he runs a hand through Chris’ short hair. He whispers, “I’m here to save you from Ken.”
Chris frowns, “I don’t need saving from Ken.” He tries to move away from Jason, but he had a firm grip on his waist. “Let me go, Jason. Please don’t do this to me.”
Jason laughed as tears fell down Chris’ face. He was enjoying this especially since the whore cheated on him with Jeff Hardy years ago. Now the shoe was on the other foot, Chris was the one crying instead of him.
“This is actually beautiful, Chris, watching tears fall from your eyes.”
“What do you mean?” Chris asked with a perplexed face expression.
“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten all the hell you put me through when you fucked around on me with Jeff. Paybacks a bitch, don’t you think?” Jason smirks.
“So you’re going to make me miserable for something that happened years ago? I was young, Jay, I didn’t know any better. It was the first time I’ve ever been in love. I’m sorry if I hurt you, really I am.” Chris slides to the floor onto his knees and begs, “Please, please don’t destroy my relationship with Ken. He means too much to me.”
Jason glared at Chris for an extended moment before gradually stepping away from him with evil pouring from his eyes. “I’m afraid it’s too late to save your relationship. He already thinks you’re screwing around with me behind his back. I got a phone call from Adam just before I came here, telling me that Ken got into a dispute with him earlier outside a local pub about a text message that I sent to your cell phone.”
“What, what are you talking about?” Chris questioned with confusion at the words “text message“.
“I sent you a text right before Wrestlemania concerning the night we were together.”
Chris frowns nervously, “Nothing happened…”
“No, see, that’s where you’re wrong, Chris,” said Jason as he eased himself closer to his former employee. He lifted a hand to grab a fist full of hair. He yanks Chris’ head forward and speaks in a low growl, “You’re a little slut and I’m going to make sure Ken knows the truth. Not that I care about Ken’s feelings, but because it’ll make me so happy to watch you rot in a pool of agony.”
When Jason lets go of Chris, he watched pleasantly as he slides to a puddle on the floor and wept like a child. “So pathetic, Chris, you have always been pathetic.”
Chris looked at Jason before turning his attention back to the floor. “What do I have to do to get you to leave me and Ken alone? Please tell me.”
Jason stared at Chris for a long time as a few fingers ran possessively through the thin tresses on top of his head. Nonchalantly he laughs before pushing Chris’ face close to his crotch and demanding, “Be the slut that you are and suck my cock.”
When Chris doesn’t obey, Jason grows furious. He unsnaps his jeans and pushed them passed his hips with his underwear. He positioned the head of his harden cock close to Chris’ lips and orders, “Suck me.”
Chris swallows and opens his mouth, but before he had a chance to comply, Jason rears back and viciously kicks him in the sternum. Chris cries out in pain as he falls back on the floor holding his chest tightly. Jason’s eyes were filled with venom as his eyes were glue to his former lover. He growls loudly before kicking Chris sadistically in his lower back, ‘causing him to scream. Jason watched Chris carefully as he removed his belt from his jeans. He straddles his waist and coils the strap around his neck, using it to strangle him. Gradually Chris’ face turns flushed as he gasps for air.
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: 8/?
“What the fuck is your problem, man?” asked Matt as he stands to his feet caressing his sore jaw. He glared down at Ken before adding, “Would you care to explain why you came here and punched my face in?”
Ken closed his eyes as he tried to adjust to what happened with Chris and the words that were coming from Hardy’s mouth. “Why were you touching Chris?”
“Oh c’mon, Ken, it was just an innocent hug!”
“Innocent? When does fucking another person’s lover “innocent”?” questioned Ken as he turned to confront Matt.
Matt laughs lightly, “What? I’ve never did anything like that with Chris. What gave you that idea?”
Ken reached into his jean pocket and pulled out the ruffled up Polaroid photo. He shoves it into Matt’s hand and demands, “Explain that.”
The dark haired wrestler stared at it for a long time, his eyes repeatedly scanning the black print. He frowns in confusion. “W-where did you get this photo?”
“I went upstairs to Chris’ hotel room to confront him about something. I was in the room when someone knocked on the door and slid a brown envelope under the door. That photo was inside it,” explains Ken as he sits down on a bench nearby.
“So you just automatically assume me and Chris are fucking? You didn’t even bother to ask, just assumed, man! What in the hell is going through your mind, Ken? Because of your actions, Chris received a punch across the jaw from you as the result. If things aren’t corrupt enough between you and him than it is now thanks to your stupidity.”
“Chris is cheating on me! What was I supposed to think when I saw that photo,” Ken shouts over Matt.
Matt calms down at the sound of Ken’s first words. He frowns, “H-how do you know that Chris is cheating? Do you know that he was down here crying his eyes out because he missed you? Chris loves you! Why in the hell would he cheat on you?”
“I’m not discussing my personal life with you.” Ken shakes his head and tries to leave the room.
“No!” Matt grabs Ken’s forearm and turns the light haired blond around. “You brought it up, Ken.”
Ken looks up to the ceiling and sighs before looking at the brunette. “I found a disturbing text message from Jason Reso on Chris’ cell.”
Matt narrows his eyes and shakes his head. “So, people get text messages all the time, doesn’t mean they’re cheating on their partners.”
“The text message specified Chris cheating on me.”
“And you actually believe someone like Jason Reso over Chris?” Matt laughs some and shakes his head. “Man, if only you knew the person that Jason was than you’d really feel bad about how you’re treating Chris.”
“How I’m treating Chris?” Ken frowns. “How about the way Chris is treating me? I‘m tired of everyone taking up for him, I‘m the victim here, not Chris!”
Matt sarcastically pouts, “Oh poor Ken.”
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Chris immediately grabbed for his suitcase as he came into his hotel room. He didn’t bother to close the room door, just quickly filled the empty box with his belongings. He stopped briefly to wipe at his eyes as tears emerged from them like rain. He wasn’t expecting Ken to punch him like that, even if it wasn’t on purpose. He was getting so tired of Ken’s insecurity and attacking Matt downstairs just made matters critical.
“Chris.”
Instantly Chris stopped packing his suitcase at the sudden echo of his name. He turned and his eyes expand in shock as they fall onto the facial features of Jason Reso.
“Jas--”
Jason didn’t give Chris a chance to speak any words. He walks close to the other man and unexpectedly captures his lips in a kiss filled with hunger. Chris quickly broke the kiss and looked at Jason with disbelief. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m taking back what’s mine.” Jason sneered as he runs a hand through Chris’ short hair. He whispers, “I’m here to save you from Ken.”
Chris frowns, “I don’t need saving from Ken.” He tries to move away from Jason, but he had a firm grip on his waist. “Let me go, Jason. Please don’t do this to me.”
Jason laughed as tears fell down Chris’ face. He was enjoying this especially since the whore cheated on him with Jeff Hardy years ago. Now the shoe was on the other foot, Chris was the one crying instead of him.
“This is actually beautiful, Chris, watching tears fall from your eyes.”
“What do you mean?” Chris asked with a perplexed face expression.
“Don’t think I haven’t forgotten all the hell you put me through when you fucked around on me with Jeff. Paybacks a bitch, don’t you think?” Jason smirks.
“So you’re going to make me miserable for something that happened years ago? I was young, Jay, I didn’t know any better. It was the first time I’ve ever been in love. I’m sorry if I hurt you, really I am.” Chris slides to the floor onto his knees and begs, “Please, please don’t destroy my relationship with Ken. He means too much to me.”
Jason glared at Chris for an extended moment before gradually stepping away from him with evil pouring from his eyes. “I’m afraid it’s too late to save your relationship. He already thinks you’re screwing around with me behind his back. I got a phone call from Adam just before I came here, telling me that Ken got into a dispute with him earlier outside a local pub about a text message that I sent to your cell phone.”
“What, what are you talking about?” Chris questioned with confusion at the words “text message“.
“I sent you a text right before Wrestlemania concerning the night we were together.”
Chris frowns nervously, “Nothing happened…”
“No, see, that’s where you’re wrong, Chris,” said Jason as he eased himself closer to his former employee. He lifted a hand to grab a fist full of hair. He yanks Chris’ head forward and speaks in a low growl, “You’re a little slut and I’m going to make sure Ken knows the truth. Not that I care about Ken’s feelings, but because it’ll make me so happy to watch you rot in a pool of agony.”
When Jason lets go of Chris, he watched pleasantly as he slides to a puddle on the floor and wept like a child. “So pathetic, Chris, you have always been pathetic.”
Chris looked at Jason before turning his attention back to the floor. “What do I have to do to get you to leave me and Ken alone? Please tell me.”
Jason stared at Chris for a long time as a few fingers ran possessively through the thin tresses on top of his head. Nonchalantly he laughs before pushing Chris’ face close to his crotch and demanding, “Be the slut that you are and suck my cock.”
When Chris doesn’t obey, Jason grows furious. He unsnaps his jeans and pushed them passed his hips with his underwear. He positioned the head of his harden cock close to Chris’ lips and orders, “Suck me.”
Chris swallows and opens his mouth, but before he had a chance to comply, Jason rears back and viciously kicks him in the sternum. Chris cries out in pain as he falls back on the floor holding his chest tightly. Jason’s eyes were filled with venom as his eyes were glue to his former lover. He growls loudly before kicking Chris sadistically in his lower back, ‘causing him to scream. Jason watched Chris carefully as he removed his belt from his jeans. He straddles his waist and coils the strap around his neck, using it to strangle him. Gradually Chris’ face turns flushed as he gasps for air.