TITLE: Tamed
AUTHOR: Kay
RATING: NC17
CONTENT: Slash m/m
DISCLAIMER: Don't own the characters, they own themselves or Vince does. *pouts* I don't know their true
sexuality, this is just fiction.
SUMMARY: Kevin Nash comes to a realization. This is for Darkflame, who requested a Nash/Hall fic. I hope
this is what she had in mind. It's the first time that I've wrote them together, so please be gentle.
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I smile as I watch my dark haired lover sleep. He has such an angelic contented look on his face. To me, he is
perfection. Except for one thing. I frown as I look at the object protruding from his mouth. I lean down and
carefully remove the toothpick from his mouth.
How he keeps from swallowing that damn thing while he's sleeping is a mystery to me. At least he took it out while
we were having sex.
He rolls over and snuggles closer to me, bringing a slight smirk to my face. I never figured Scott to be a snuggler.
I glance down at our bodies. We are so different in so many ways, but somehow we manage to fit together
perfectly.
I caress his shoulder, smiling as my fingers trail down his muscular, hairy torso. His complexion is darker, a sharp
contrast to my skin.
A smile appears on his face as his eyes flutter open. "Morning, Kev," he whispers.
"Morning, beautiful," I whisper.
"Beautiful?" He asks with a slight smirk. "I think someone had too much to drink last night."
"You are beautiful," I whisper, feeling my cheeks redden.
It's the truth, but why do I feel so stupid admitting my true feelings. I'm a man. He's a man. It's not normal.
"You're the beautiful one," he whispers as he raises up onto one elbow and brushes his lips across mine. "My
beast."
His words and his kiss distract me for a moment. "Beast?" I ask confused.
"Beauty and the Beast," he whispers with a smirk as he plays with a strand of my hair. "You're my beast, and what
a beautiful one you are."
I snort as I pull away. Ok, I feel real foolish right now.
I gasp in surprise as he grabs my shoulders and pulls me back down. "Where do you think you're going?" He asks
with a evil, predatory grin, but it didn't frighten me. Instead it excites me.
"Scott," I whisper in a weak protest, ashamed of how red my cheeks must be. How do I tell him that last night was
the best night of my life? Hell, it was our first time together, but I don't want it to end.
"Talk to me Kevin," he whispers as he nuzzles his face against my neck. "Didn't you enjoy last night?"
"Yes!" I quickly retort, then blush as I realize how pathetic I sound.
He chuckles. "Good, then what's wrong?"
"I've never felt this way about anyone," I whisper as I stare at the ceiling, waiting for his mocking laugh...the teasing
that would surely follow.
"Really?" He asks surprised.
"Really," I whisper.
"You've always loved me haven't you?"
Damn, he knows the truth. "Yes."
"Why didn't you say something sooner?"
How do I explain that I was scared. Me. Kevin Nash. Scared of three simple words......I love you. Then there
was the matter of Hogan. He always had an eye for Scott. Now Austin has a thing for him, too.
"Hogan...Austin," I whisper.
Scott snorts, then starts to laugh.
"What?" I ask confused.
"Kev, Hogan was like a father to me, nothing more....ever. As for Austin, he wants another notch on his bed post."
"I thought....."
My sentence is cut short as his lips press once again to mine. I smile as I pull him closer, all the built up desire for
him is poured into the kiss. All the hunger. All the need. All the urgency.
When we finally pull apart, he is gasping for air. "Wow!" He gasps.
I grin as I gently pull him astride of me. "So you think that you can tame the beast?" I ask with a smirk as I glance
at my huge cock which is jutting up proudly.
"I already did," Scott growls as he lowers himself on my rigid shaft, tearing a lusty moan from my throat.
I try to go slow, realizing that he still needs time to adjust to my size, but he fully impales himself and starts to ride
me hard and fast.
My hands grip his hips as I arch and thrust up into him. Our lust for each other too great to be ignored.
"Scott," I whimper.
He grins as he increases his pace so that he is practically bouncing up and down on my cock. His arms wrap
around my neck as his mouth covers mine.
A growl escapes my throat as I reach between our bodies and start to stroke his cock.
He moans his approval as he sprays my hand and our abdomens with his creamy essence.
"Scott," I scream as his anal muscles clamp down on my cock. I come so hard that I almost pass out.
He leans forward, laying on top of me as he tries to gain control of his breathing. I stroke his back as I, too, try to
regain control of my own breathing.
It is at that moment that I realize that the beast inside of me has been tamed. The master of my heart........
Scott.
The name feels like honey on my tongue.
If this is what it feels like to be tamed, hell, I'm game.
Heaven help the likes of Austin and Rocky, because Scott and I are here to stay.
~THE END~