Author: Kay
Rating: NC17
Content: Slash m/m
Disclaimer: Don't own the wrestlers, Vince does. *pouts* I don't know their true sexuality, so please don't
sue. This is just for fun.
Spoilers: Raw - July 23, 2001
Summary: Sequel to Hidden Agenda. DDP can't keep his desire hidden any longer.
My friend begged for a sequel. To appease her, here it is, the result of my sick imagination. However, this
time, I added some of my favorites to spice it up. *grins*
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DDP smiled as he headed to the back area. He couldn't have done it better himself. That chair shot was so
sweet. He could still hear the loud thud as it banged against Sara's back.
As he looked back, he could see Mark as he slumped over Sara's broken body, gently nudging her. A smile
slid across his face. As far as he was concerned, the bitch got what she deserved. Taker was his, and it was
about time he took him.
As he rushed into the parking lot to finish up the small details for tonight's little rendezvous with Taker, one
of the WWF announcers stuck a microphone in his face, asking him how could he do something sick like that.
What did the jerk expect him to say? That he was sorry? He didn't mean for it to happen? Fuck that! The
announcer was shocked as DDP told him that Sara's pain really turned him on. Actually it was Taker's pain,
that gave him the major woody he was now sporting, but the jerk didn't need to know that.
As he slammed the door and sped away, he couldn't help but to laugh out loud. Tonight, he had set the
perfect trap for his one elusive obsession, the Undertaker.
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Edge smiled as he read the note that someone had stashed in his gym bag.
Midnight, Room 338. Don't be late.
Don't tell anyone.
Taker
Edge's smile faded as he wondered if Taker would still be there after what had happened with Sara. Stuffing
the note in his pants pocket, he decided that it couldn't hurt to check out room 338 at midnight. Having a
man like Taker to protect him couldn't hurt with this alliance crap. Hell, he'd already been hit on by every
jerk in the alliance. Plus, getting slammed through a table really hurt.
"Edge!" Christian screamed from just outside of their door.
Edge growled as he opened the door to find Christian being bitch slapped around by Lance and Mike. The two
men easily overpowering his brother.
"Get away from him!" Edge growled as he speared Mike to the floor and then Lance. He pulled his trembling
brother to him. "It's ok, Christian."
Christian sniffled as he held on tight to his brother. "They said the Alliance was choosing their bitches and that
I was gonna belong to them."
"Never!" Edge hissed angrily, more determined than ever to get Mark's protection for Christian and himself.
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DDP waited patiently in the dark hotel room 'til midnight, smiling sadistically as he heard the faint knock on
door. He felt his cock twitch as he opened it, making sure that he stayed out of view in the darkness. He
didn't want to spook the young pup just yet.
"I didn't think you would be here," Edge said as his eyes tried to adjust to the darkness.
DDP quickly shuts the door as he jumps Edge, knocking him face first to the floor hard. Edge is too shocked to
respond quick enough and his arms are yanked behind his back and a pair of handcuffs are snapped onto his
wrists.
Edge struggled, but it was useless. DDP sat astride of his mid-back enjoying the feel of the scared, struggling
young man underneath him. He breathed in, savoring the smell of fear coming from the young man.
He grabbed a handful of Edge's hair and yanked at it, forcing Edge's head back, exposing his long neck. DDP
leaned down and licked along the taunt skin, enjoying the whimpers coming from his captive.
"You're too pretty for your own good, boy," DDP growled as he roughly lifted Edge and tossed him on the bed.
Edge tried to scoot away from him, but DDP was too quick. Edge winced in pain as his wrists were pinned
underneath him as DDP sat on his abdomen, staring down at him.
DDP smiled as he brushed the long tousled blonde hair from Edge's handsome face. "I can see why he's got
the hots for you," DDP said licking his lips as his ripped open Edge's shirt revealing the smooth, tanned,
muscular torso.
Edge shivered as DDP's hands caressed every inch of his upper torso. "Please....don't...."
DDP smiled, his eyes darkened in lust, the boys begging turning him on. "Why don't we have a little fun
before we call Taker, huh?"
Edge started to scream, but DDP slapped him hard across the face.
"Shut up and take it like a man or do you want me to go find you little brother?" DDP asked, loving the look
of fear in Edge's eyes as he shook his head no.
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Mark gently helped Sara to the bed. "I'm so sorry, baby," he kept repeating.
Sara smiled weakly, as she caressed his face. "It wasn't your fault."
"Yes, it was. You should have never been out there," Mark growled, continuing to blame himself.
"Mark, stay away from DDP," Sara said seriously.
"He's gonna pay," Mark growled, clinching his fists.
"No," Sara said quickly. "Mark, it wasn't me he was after. He's after you."
"What?" Mark asked in disbelief. Did she know what DDP had done to him that night he had beaten him to an
inch of his life. Did she sense it?
"I can see it in his eyes. He wants you," Sara said shaking her head.
Mark went to deny it, but Sara placed a finger over his lips, stifling his protest. "Stay away from him," she
warned.
Mark nodded, sighing as he laid down beside of her, wondering what the sick bastard was up to this time.
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Edge cried out in pain as DDP bit his shoulder as he slammed one last time into him before filling him with his
seed. Edge felt sick, he had never been so humiliated or helpless before. Here he was on his knees, bent over
with his ass in the air, his hands cuffed behind his back, and his face shoved into the sheets as a madman
fucked him.
DDP smiled and slapped Edge's ass hard as he withdrew from him, watching proudly as his cum trickled
down Edge's long, lean thighs. Grinning in satisfaction, he roughly pushed Edge down on the bed until he was
laying on his back. His fingers tracing over the bite mark on his shoulder, eliciting a whimper from Edge. The
wound wasn't deep, but it would let everyone know that Edge was claimed.
"Why don't we call the guest of honor?" DDP said smiling as he stroked his already erect cock.
Edge was unable to control the trembling of his body as DDP sat down beside of him and picked up the phone.
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Mark growled as the phone rang. Damn, he had just fallen asleep. He answered it quickly, before it could
wake up Sara.
"Hello," he said yawning.
"So Taker, how's sweet little Sara?" DDP asked grinning, imaging the look of anger that must be on Mark's
face.
"Listen you sick fuck...."
"Temper. Temper," DDP said teasing. "I've got someone here who really wants to talk to you," DDP said
grinning as he put the phone up to Edge's ear. "Tell Taker to come and save your ass little pup."
Edge's breathing was erratic. "Taker," Edge barely managed to whisper, his throat was so dry.
"Edge?" Mark growled.
"Help me," Edge begged.
DDP smiled as he yanked the phone away from Edge. "He's got a sweet ass, Taker. I'm surprised you haven't
already claimed it."
"You bastard," Taker growled.
"I'm going to kill him if you're not in my hotel room within five minutes," DDP's voice changed, almost
demonic, "It will be a painful death, Taker."
Edge whimpered as he struggled with his restraints.
Mark was shocked. "You can't be serious!"
"Room 338, hop onto the elevator and go up one floor. How hard is that?"
Mark was silent as he ran his hand through his hair. He wouldn't actually kill Edge would he?
"Tick. Tock," DDP said smiling as he hung up the phone.
"Wait!" Mark said, but DDP was gone. "Shit!" Mark cursed as he debated. DDP was messing with two people
that he loved. Damn him!
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Edge whimpered as he saw DDP hold the knife up. The sharp blade glistened in the faint light.
"It won't hurt," DDP said with a sick smile as he moved closer to Edge. "Too much."
