CHALLENGE: Betrayal - Conclusion (*slash & spoilers*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
Thanks for all your support! Sorry that I've been so slow in posting the rest of this.
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~KURT'S POV~
I smile as I look at Edge standing before me clad in only a towel, and I might add that it's hanging
really low on his hips.
"Great match Kurt," he says as he casually drops the towel and grabs his leather pants and
slowing tugging them up his long legs. No underwear. Interesting. "I hope you don't mind if I used
your shower, the trainer said a long hot shower would help relax me."
"No problem," I mumble, cursing at how shaky my voice was and how hard my cock had gotten in
a matter of seconds.
He's gorgeous. If perfection had a name, it would be Edge.
I watch spellbound as he continues to pull on his shoes and shirt. As he's buttoning his shirt, he
glances over his shoulder at me and winks.
I gasp as I see the slight smirk on his face. He's trying to seduce me?
Well, things are really looking good for tonight. I'm the US champion and now it looks like I'm
going to have Edge in my bed. Could life get any better?
~EDGE'S POV~
For a moment, I didn't think Kurt would figure out my scheme, but he's not as dorky as I once
thought. In fact, he looks incredibly sexy standing there watching me with a hungry puppy dog
look on his face. Judging by the bulge in his pants, he's pretty hungry.
"Would you like to stay with me tonight?" He asks smiling that goofy grin of his.
I pause for a moment, just to tease him. "You wouldn't mind?" I ask innocently.
"No," he answers quickly as he grabs my bags.
Damn, he even holds the door open for me.
What a perfect gentleman.
~KURT'S POV~
Once inside of the hotel room, I can't hold back any longer. I shove him against the wall, roughly
removing his clothes and mine. No longer fearing rejection, I push him down on the bed.
He moans as he looks up at me and opens his arms. "I need you Kurt," he whispers.
Who in their right mind would refuse an invitation like that.
I climb onto the bed, gently straddling him as I lean down and kiss him gently. He moans into my
mouth and my whole body shivers. I want him so bad, but I know that I have it slow. Others have
hurt him, but I'm not them.
I want to make him mine. Possess him. I would sell my soul to the devil to keep him.
He kisses me back hungrily as he pulls me closer to him, his body grinding against mine.
"Make me yours," he growls as his hand brushes over my hard cock.
I grin as I position myself between his legs, lifting his legs until I have a perfect view of his tight
puckered opening. My finger gently caresses it, causing him to moan and squirm. Grinning, I
gently push one finger inside of him. I'm surprised to find that he has already lubed himself.
He looks up at me and grins. "Didn't want to waste any time. Don't tease me, I need you Kurt."
Well, he certainly knows how to stroke my ego. I grin as I lift his long legs upon my shoulders.
He gasps as I start to push into him.
"Edge?" I ask concerned.
"Don't stop," he gasps.
I push into him all the way, fully impaling him on my cock. He squirms in discomfort, whimpering
slightly.
"Edge?" I ask again.
"Fuck me," he growls.
I grip his hips and start thrusting into him hard, he arches up as I find his pleasure spot.
"Kurt!" He screams, pleasure written all over his beautiful face as I continue to ram into him.
"Harder!"
I grin as I obey. I always obey direct orders.
My hand wraps around his long slender cock and I start to stroke it in rhythm with my thrusts.
"I'm going to come," he gasps.
"Come for me, Edge," I growl, feeling my own body start to tremble.
He screams as he comes. I think he's screaming my name, but it's hard to tell as I am also
screaming.
We lay connected, as our breathing slowly returns to normal.
"Thank you, Kurt," he whispers.
Thank me? I should be thanking him, that was totally incredible.
"You're welcome, but I'm the one who......"
He presses his index finger to my lips silencing me. "Thanks for defending me against Rhyno."
I grin. "No problem," I whisper as I gently pull out of him and lay down beside of him, pulling him
into my arms.
He snuggles up close and yawns.
"Edge....I think.....I think that I love you," I finally manage to say.
No answer.
I look down at him and he is sound asleep. Sighing, I follow him into a peaceful, contented sleep.
~KURT'S POV--TWO DAYS LATER-SMACKDOWN~
I yawn as the first rays of sunlight makes it way through the curtain of my hotel room. Another
perfect morning. I look down at the man snuggled up close to me. We've been fucking like
bunnies, but isn't that what lovers do?
I jump as my cell phone rings. McMahon tells me that I have a match tonight with Christian.
Austin gave the little blond a chance to prove himself. Beat me or become his own personal bitch.
After all, someone has to keep him in line since Rhyno will be out due to a neck injury. I've heard
Rhyno isn't pleased with this arrangement.
Well, this could work to my advantage. I wonder if Edge would like to see Christian tap out to me?
~EDGE'S POV----FOUR DAYS LATER-RAW~
Tonight on Raw, I'm scheduled to fight RVD.
Yeah, everyone's favorite bimbo.
I can't believe this.
I've had the title for less than two weeks and they give me the hardcore champion as an
opponent?
I'm so screwed.
Looks like my winning days are numbered. Beating Test on Heat, sure felt good.
What am I thinking? Kurt said that I had nothing to worry about. I close my eyes praying that he
is right.
I will win.
I wonder why Austin wanted to meet with Kurt? I hope he'll be alright.
RVD was tough, but I managed to win. I still can't believe it. I thought he was going to kick out,
but he didn't. Go figure.
I head back to my locker room, wanting to shower and freshen up for Kurt. I stand underneath
the warm shower for the longest time, loving the feel of the water as it caressed my skin.
As I get dressed, the show is almost over and still Kurt hasn't come to my locker room.
I look at the monitor and see him running down to ring with chair in hand.
"Go Kurt," I whisper proudly. That's my lover.
"NO!" I gasp in disbelief as he nails the WWF team with the chair.
Kurt's the traitor? I thought it was Rock or Jericho.
But.......he's the one I've been sleeping with for a week. The one .......I love.
I open my door and jump in surprise as I find my way blocked by Hugh, who is smiling at me.
"Going somewhere Edge?" He says with a smirk. "Kurt said to stay put," he growls pushing me
back inside and shutting the door in my face.
I'm too stunned to try to escape.
Not Kurt. He wouldn't! I fucking trusted him!
I jump as Kurt storms into the room.
I bite my bottom lip nervously as Austin follows him in.
"Kurt?" I whisper, unsure what to ask.
"It's alright," he says hugging me.
"No, it's not," I say trying to pry his arms away from my shoulder.
"Wrong," Austin growls, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him. "You're Kurt's bitch.
You'll do as he says, or I will personally see to it that your life is a total hell. Do we understand
each other boy? "
I nod, silently wondering if Christian was faring any better than I was. I realized that we were
both pawns in Austin's fucked up game.
I shiver as Kurt pulls me to him and presses his lips to mine.
An hour ago, I would have died for him. Now, I feel disgusted to be in the same room with him.
~KURT'S POV~
I can tell that Edge is pissed, but he'll get over it. I did what I had to do to keep him.
Besides when Austin said that he would personally see to it that Edge was mine for as long as I
wanted him, I couldn't resist. I want him forever.
Austin winks at me as he leaves us alone. I know he's off to break Christian in. I heard Christian
was quite a screamer.
I follow, dragging a reluctant Edge with me.
The Alliance just acquired itself an olympic hero. The price.......Edge.
THE END
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