Author: Kay
Rating: NC17
Content: Slash m/m
Disclaimer: Don't own them, Vince does. Don't know their true sexuality, this is just fantasy.
Distribution: Kriket, if she wants it.
Story type: AU
Pairing: Christian and Edge
Summary: Christian takes what he wants.
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~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I have been intrigued by the man sitting across from me since the moment that I first laid eyes on him. Edge.
What kind of name is that? I must admit that it does give him a "edge" over other males. Does he realize that
everything he does is purely sexual? His flashy smile. His curious stare. The way he brushes his hair back.
The way he chews his bottom lip. The man is a symbol of walking sex.
My hands clinch together tightly. I have to have him. Possess him. Own him.
I have the resources. I have the money. I have the power.
You might say that I'm a connoisseur of beautiful things, and that I always get what I want. I'll buy it if I can,
but if it's priceless, I'll just take it. It's more of a challenge that way. Yes, I'm a spoiled rich brat. Always have
been and always will be. Damn proud of it.
Edge is priceless. Rare. Mine for the taking.
I wonder how soft his lips are? They look so soft and inviting.
I can't wait to feel his warm mouth as it wraps around my aching cock as I fuck that beautiful face of his.
As we approach the airport, I contact my men. They are on the ground waiting. Trap set. Nothing like having
a mafia family. Yeah, I forgot to mention that didn't I?
We unboard the plane and I stay close to him, keeping my men informed of our exact location. I watch as my
long-legged beauty hurries along, oblivious to his surroundings and me. I watch his ass lustfully as he walks
ahead of me. Wonder how good it will feel to bury my cock deep within him? He is going to be so tight and
hot. Hell, I can almost feel the heat.
My Edge will learn the hardest lesson known to man. Submission. He will have to learn to submit to me and
my sexual desires. He will simply have no other choice.
I follow him outside of the terminal as he hails a taxi. I watch as he quickly disappears into it. As he reaches
back and closes the door behind him, he seals his fate. My taxi. My driver.
"Got the package," the driver says as he speeds off with Edge.
I grin as I snap my cell phone shut and head towards my waiting limo.
The trap was perfect. I can't wait to play with my newest, most beautiful acquisition.
~EDGE'S POV~
I moan as my eyes slowly flutter open. My head feels like it is about to explode.
I try to bring my hands down so that I can rub my eyes. I'm startled as I suddenly realize that my hands are
restrained. I try to move my legs, but my ankles are restrained. What the hell?
I try to open my eyes more, but my vision is still blurry. I try to control the building panic, but it's hard when
you're naked, restrained, and spread-eagled on a strange bed.
The last thing that I remember was getting into the taxi at the airport. I remember the driver turning
around and smiling at me. Wait. He had something in his hand. Fuck, it was a gun. I remember feeling
something hit me in the shoulder. It wasn't a bullet, but some sort of dart. Must have been a tranquilizer
dart.
Who would do this? Who would kidnap me? My family has no money, and I certainly don't.
The fear of not knowing was causing my panic level to rise. The panic caused me to struggle, but the
restraints are secure and do not give. A whimper escapes my throat as I realize that I'm not alone in the
room.
I can hear him moving around by the soft rustle of his clothes. I smell his intoxicating cologne as he moves
closer. I can feel the heat of his eyes upon my naked body, which causes me to shiver.
I blink my eyes, forcing them to focus in on my abductor. I know him! Well kind of. He had tried to pick me
up the night before at a bar. Hell, he was on the airplane with me today!
"Who are you?" I manage to whisper, surprised at how raspy my voice has become, and how dry my throat
is.
"My name is Christian," the man says smiling as he approaches the bed. He looks so young and innocent, but
something about his eyes scare me.
I tense as he nears the bed and another sudden realization startles me. He has placed a butt plug up inside of
me.
He grins at me as if he's reading my mind. "Just a little something to loosen you up," he says grinning, the
innocent look is lost, as he looks at me with lustful eyes.
"Let me go!" I hiss in pure outrage.
He grins innocently as I glare at him. "Let you go?" He asks mockingly. "Edge, I'm never going to let you go,"
he whispers.
I shiver at his words. So cold. So harsh. So sure of himself.
I jump as his fingers trace around my pouting lips, tickling them. He leans down to kiss me, but I turn my
head in defiance.
I will not be a willing participant in my own rape. If he was going to kill me, he would have already done it.
Right?
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I fight to control my raging anger at his defiance. Does he think that he can defy me? Resist me? I own him!
I grab a handful of his hair and yank it backwards, causing him to gasp in pain, but expose his throat to me.
With my other hand, I squeeze the soft flesh of his cheeks forcing him to remain still as I lean down and press
my lips against his.
I watch him as we kiss. His eyes open wide in fear, and a soft whimper escapes his throat. I dart my tongue
inside of his mouth, but I quickly pull it back out. I don't trust those sharp teeth of his just yet.
I release my hold on him and he screams.
"Someone help me! Please! Help me!"
I chuckle. This room is soundproof. His cries for help are in vain.
I watch him amusement as he screams and struggles with his restraints, until he finally gives up.
"Bastard," he gasps.
I slap him hard across the face. "You will show me respect," I growl.
He glares at me. It is going to be so rewarding to break him.
I stand and slowly strip my own clothes off. I see him blush as he looks at my fully erect cock. I stroke it
slowly. "Do you like what you see?" I ask smugly. "It's looking forward to exploring your ass and mouth."
His eyes widen in fear.
~EDGE'S POV~
He can't be serious! He wouldn't dare!
"No!" I gasp as he crawls onto the bed with me. "Don't touch me," I growl, although it comes out more like a
whimper.
He merely grins as his hand slowly traces a path up my thigh, causing me to moan and shiver with something
akin to desire.
Fuck! Did I just moan?
I gasp as his long slender fingers wrap around the base of my cock.
Our eyes meet and for a moment I think I see affection in those blue orbs, but it quickly vanishes as he starts
to stroke me.
Shit! When did I get so hard? He's violating me and I'm hard? Instinctively, I try to close my legs, but the
restraints hold and I'm completely at his mercy.
Christian chuckles. "No need to be shy. I own every inch of your body," he whispers as he leans down and
flicks his tongue out at my right nipple.
"NEVER!" I hiss.
He merely grins as he continues to stroke my cock.
Shit! I guess he doesn't intimidate easily. Yeah, he is younger and smaller than me, but it's becoming quite
clear that he's in charge right now.
I squirm nervously as one of his hands slip underneath me, forcing me to arch up off the bed as he twists the
butt plug inside of me.
Shit! I'd forgotten about that!
"Does that feel good?" He asks as he lays down beside of me.
"NO!" I growl, pulling at my restraints. So it was a lie. I'll never admit that anything he does feel good. Never!
He's moving the plug in and out of me faster as he strokes my cock faster. NO! I can't come for him! I won't
come for him!
I arch up as far as my restraints allow as his warm, moist mouth fully engulfs my cock. He starts deep
throating it and sucking feverishly at it.
I yelp in surprise as the plug brushes across an area of sensitivity that I never knew existed. Holy fuck!
"NO!" I scream as my whole body tenses and arches up towards his mouth. I spurt over and over into his
mouth. I don't think that I've ever came that hard before.
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I swallow every drop of his precious cum. When I said Edge was priceless, I meant it. His cum is addicting.
Forcing him to come for me made the whole experience even more pleasurable for me. I can see the denial on
his face. He doesn't want to accept the fact that he just came for me.
I lean up and press my lips to his. He's still trembling from his mind-shattering orgasm and doesn't resist. His
resistance has temporarily faded.
I laugh out loud as he gags on the slight amount of his cum that I forced into his mouth with the kiss.
He looks at me with pure disgust. Right then and there, I know that I'm his first male lover and last. No other
hand will ever caress his body. No other lips will kiss his soft lush lips. He's mine.
A sense of pride and possessiveness overwhelms me. I lean down and latch onto his right nipple again. It's
rock hard and I gently nip it. He jumps as my tongue flicks over it.
Sensitive. I like that.
"Please...don't...," he whispers.
I grin as I look down at his sweaty, helpless body spread out before me. Delicious. Priceless. Mine for the
taking. Mine for the claiming.
~EDGE'S POV~
I can tell by the look in his eyes that he's not finished with me just yet, and I shiver as he slowly and
sensually licks his lips hungrilly.
How can someone that beautiful be so mean and cruel? Yeah, he looks so innocent, but underneath that false
mask, he's pure predator.
I tense as he maneuvers between my spread legs, his fingers lightly trailing upwards, causing me to squirm
at the feathery feel of them. I close my eyes as I can do nothing to stop him.
I feel him move again. I open my eyes, and I am surprised to see that he is undoing the restraints on my
ankles. For a brief moment, I think that he is going to let me go, tell me that this had all been a sick joke and
that it was now over.
That thought is quickly shattered as he lifts my legs, bending them at the knees so that I am spread wide
open for him, exposing everything to his lustful eyes.
I can't control the whimper that escapes my throat as I realize what he is about to do.
He chuckles as he leans down, pressing his body firmly against mine, as his lips press against mine, kissing
me gently.
"Shhh.....It's alright Edge. I'll take it easy on you since it's your first time," he whispers so softly and
seductively that it almost calms me. Almost.
"No....please......," I moan as I try to close my legs.
He reaches down and twists the butt plug causing me to gasp and cease movement as my legs fall further
apart as the hard object moves inside of me. He toys with me for a few minutes, pushing it in and pulling it
out slowly. When he finally removes it, I sigh in relief, but I feel strange. Empty.
That feeling is short lived as the plug is quickly replaced by his hot, hard cock. I gasp as he slowly pushes the
huge mushroom head into me.
He's gripping my hips hard, forcing me to remain perfectly still.
"Relax," he whispers as he frowns at my tightness.
Relax? How the fuck am I suppose to relax as he's raping me? Plus, it hurts like hell!
"Take it out!" I gasp as the pain becomes too overwhelming. My head thrashes from side to side.
Christian merely grins as he continues to slowly push into me.
Sick bastard. Asshole. Rapist!
I gasp out loud as he bucks his hips, plunging deep into me, filling me so completely that I can't breathe.
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
Damn! He's so tight and hot! A man could get lost in his silky warmth.
As his body squirms helplessly underneath me, I feel so possessive and powerful. A deep growl escapes my
throat as I start to thrust into him harder and faster. I aim each thrust at his sweet spot, and soon he is
bucking his hips, moaning and arching up to meet each thrust.
Yeah, he wants me. He wants everything that I have to offer. I rescued him. I saved him. I took him from the
cold, harsh world, and brought him to mine. He'll be safe here, forever. Here, I will cherish him. Adore him.
Worship him. Own him.
His long legs wrap around me in an attempt to pull me deeper into his silky warmth.
As our bodies grind together, flesh against flesh, no words are spoken. The primal lust of two males coupling
was too great for any pleasantries. It was pure fucking. I was fucking him, and he was loving it.
His face is a mask of pure pleasure as my cock brushes against his sweet spot. It's really quite amazing how
fast a straight man can be converted if given an opportunity. Edge had probably never even thought about
being with another man, but once my cock is up his ass and rubbing against that sweet spot, that he probably
didn't know he had, he can't get enough of me.
I thrust into him one final time, gripping his hips as I come, spurting into him over and over. Marking my
territory. No other would ever discover this treasure.
~EDGE'S POV~
I can't control my body, it's responding to everything that he does.
As he fills my ass with his warm cum, his hand wraps around my cock, stroking me until I come again.
I try to catch my breath. Damn! That was......
No. I won't submit to him. I won't. Never. Ever.
If I'm going to get away from him, I'll have to play along with his sick and twisted game. I'll pretend to fall in
love with him and when the first opportunity presents itself, I'm outta here.
~ONE MONTH LATER~
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I look down affectionally into my pets emerald eyes. A sense of pride and ownership overwhelms me. He's so
beautiful kneeling before me wearing only his black leather collar with the silver plaque and the letter C
engraved.
That's right, he's mine. All mine.
I know he tried to play me for a fool in the beginning, pretending to be in love with me so that he could
escape, but something changed along the way. He discovered something about himself that he didn't know
existed.
He loved to be dominated. To be owned. To be told what to eat, what to wear, how to talk, how to shower
.......
Hell, I could go on and on, but the point is, he wants me to tell him what to do. Who would have thought that
such a strong, beautiful man would love to be dominated?
I gently caress his face and he leans slightly into the touch. I can see his cock jutting upwards. He wants me
to dominate him. Own him. Fuck him.
A smile slides across my face. I have finally made him mine.
~EDGE'S POV~
I don't know what it is about him. It started out as a simple trick to get him to trust me so that I could
escape, but it backfired.
Somewhere between the lies and deceit, I fell in love with him.
I know. I know. He kidnaps me. He rapes me. I fall in love with him?
I can't explain it, but when he touches me, I melt. I'm his and I never want that to change.
He motions for me to stand, and I obey quickly. I do not resist as he takes my hand and leads me into our
bedroom. My body shivers in anticipation of his soft and gentle caresses, his kisses, and the feel of his cock as
he completely fills me.
Love. Yes. I love him. My captor. My thief of hearts. My lover. My owner.
THE END