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Bittersweet	By : Boganwendy Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 4582 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: It’s time for a new story featuring Kane and Lita. This would be set around that question Kane asked Lita and this is what I believe had happened and the events afterwards. There’s also a short appearance by Paul Bearer and The Undertaker. Very loosely inspired by Kane's old theme music and another Kane story.
Warning: This does involve rape. Please do not read this story if it offends you.
Bittersweet.
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Chapter 1
As the cold air blew behind her, as if pushing her towards the motel, Lita wondered how she got into this mess.
Kane. That damn freak Kane had forced her into this situation. But she had to do it. She had to save Matt. She had to keep Kane away from Matt for the sake of her relationship and Matt’s life. If Kane had got his hands on Matt, he would surely kill the oldest Hardy brother.
Rain mingled with salty tears as Lita walked closer and closer to the motel. Room 9 was where he would be staying… and where she would be for the weekend.
Lita swallowed hard and lowered her head. The words that Kane had told her when he had kidnapped her… those terrible words, murmuring his desire to marry her, to impregnate her so she would carry his child. He wanted to fuck her into oblivion. If she refused, he would kill Matt right in front of her eyes. She couldn’t let it happen. She wouldn’t.
Shaking her head, Lita looked up and straightened out her coat. She would take this like the strong woman that she was. She wouldn’t let Kane break her. She would be damned if she let Kane humiliate her anymore than he already had. But a single question kept rising up front…
Why me?Lita remembered asking Kane as she was tied to the wooden chair. His answer shook her to the core.
Because Lita, you are strong. You are not like the others. You don’t parade around the ring wearing skimpy clothing. You’re an idol to so many women and I feel you would be perfect to carry my child. Also because that I simply adore you, Lita. You are perfect.
He adored her. Was he joking? Could he just be making fun of her? Even so, why did he praise her? He called her strong and that she wasn’t like the others. She was, in his eyes, perfect in every way.
She didn’t feel perfect as she entered the main office of the motel. She didn’t feel any better as she rung the bell for service.
A man appeared and smiled to Lita. “Can I help you?”
Lita’s voice was cold when she replied. “Room 9?”
“Just walk up the stairs and it’s the fifth door on your right.” The man smiled and disappeared once more.
Exhaling her breath, as if it was her last, Lita trudged towards and up the stairs. She shivered from the cold and from absolute fear from what Kane could possibly do to her. Turning her head, Lita looked to the right, watching the numbers slowly pass as she walked.
1...3...5...7...
Lita bit down on her bottom lip as she stepped in front of the door to Room 9. This was it. Her hand lifted up and tapped lightly on the door, kicking off her shoes at the same time. There was a scuffle of movement from the other side of the door, Lita’s eyes lowering to the floor, yet rising as the door creaked open.
“Come in, Lita.” Kane’s rough voice broke the silence and Lita stepped into the room. The door snapped shut behind her, Lita shivered, fear overiding, her head bowed. With a shake of her head, Lita looked up to look around the room.
The room looked entirely in tact when Lita looked around. Her head turned a bit more and finally met the gaze of the man that had been stalking her for the past few weeks.
One ice blue eye and one dark brown eye fixed back to her matching green. He was still dressed in his wrestling attire, his chest rising and falling with each rasped breath he took. Even outside of the ring, he looked like a mad man. And that only frightened Lita more.
Kane’s rough voice broke the silence again. “You’re shivering and wet. Come on, we’ll go into the bathroom to warm you up before you catch a cold.”
Lita looked up at Kane, startled. “W-What?”
Kane’s eyebrow rose. “I’m going to run a bath to warm you up before you catch a cold. Is that so wrong?”
Lita swallowed hard again and shook her head. If she disagreed, Kane could hurt her. Or even worse, hurt Matt. “N-No. It’s not.” Kane nodded and took hold of Lita’s hand in a strangely gentle grip, leading her to another door. With a swift kick, the door swung open.
Kane gently pulled Lita into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. The room smelt like roses to Lita as she looked around. Candles, flowers and towels were set out across the room, the lights dimming to allow only the candles to light the room. Lita watched as Kane leaned to the bath, turning on the hot and cold taps for the water to rush into the tub.
Kane turned to Lita, his eyes running up and down her form. His hands reached out, smoothing over her shoulders and down her sides to the bottom of her shirt. With ease, he lifted it over her head, smoothing his hand across her shoulders once more and sliding them down to her back. He unclasped her bra and dropped it with her shirt, yet he didn’t even glance at her naked breasts as he knelt down in front of her.
His fingers unzipped and tugged down her pants, even lifting up each leg to pull the fabric down. Lita gave a soft whimper of fear and apprehension as he moved to take off her panties. Kane didn’t push. He was gentle as he ran his hands along her thighs, his voice gentle and calming. “Relax.”
Lita inhaled deeply. “W-Why are you doing this?” Her voice shook. She was terrified of this man. Yet she couldn’t help but be shy for some reason. “Why?”
Kane looked up at her, an eyebrow rising. “I told you, didn’t I? It’s because you’re perfect.” He replied, at the same time, inching off her panties and leaning over to turn off the taps to the bath. The water ceased immediately and Lita turned her head away from Kane to the bath. She had the feeling she was going to ether get hurt or be killed if she got in.
“Would it help if I got in also?” Kane seemed to read her mind easily, noticing the apprehension on her features. Lita remained quiet, though her eyes returning to Kane and watching as he undressed. Her eyes soon widened when Kane turned around. He was massive! Lita’s eyes turned away, ignoring the sensations that were beginning to form. She couldn’t get aroused just by the sight of this man. Could she?
She swallowed hard once more and Lita stepped into the water. It was a relaxing calm that soothed her aching muscles, despite the fact that Kane was naked and across from her.
“Didn’t I tell you it would be alright?” Kane’s eyes scanned over Lita, a pleased look appearing on his mug. “You look very alluring just sitting there.” He purred. His voice made her blood boil.
Lita’s eyes narrowed at his tone, her voice hard edge. “Nice try. You got me naked. Well done.”
His pleased grin widened and he began to laugh. “I expected no less coming from someone as strong as you. Even if you are a woman with large breasts that match her big mouth.”
“Excuse me?” Lita spat. How dare he insult her! “Big mouth? That’s rich coming from someone with a big pen… gap between his tooth.” Lita’s mind cursed at itself. She nearly complimented him.
Kane’s grin widened again and he straightened his form. Water ran down his chest and met with the water that rested at his chest. “Oh, you were going to say penis, weren’t you?”
“No…”
“Ah, apprehension again. You were going to say it. I admire you greatly, Lita. You’re not as shallow as I thought.” Kane laughed, his hand resting on his chin, his elbow against the edge of the bath. “You never took notice of me until I started to follow you.”
Lita scoffed. “You were stalking me. You even threatened to kill Matt! And I’m not shallow.”
“A lie, Lita. You are and still are shallow.” Kane leaned forward. Water rushed up as Kane lifted himself over her. He noticed her breathing sharpened considerably as he drew closer. “What’s wrong, Lita? Scared?”
Kane’s head was snapped to the side as Lita slapped him across the face. Rage seemed to fill his eyes as he turned back. The look sent chills up Lita’s spine and she began to struggle. However, it was all fruitless until Kane’s lips pressed upon hers, prying her lips open with a demanding tounge and dipping inside.
She struggled again, only to have her legs pushed open and locked around Kane’s waist. He pulled back, his voice rasped. “What are you going to do, Lita? Run and I’ll catch you.” His arousal firmly pressed against her opening, Lita letting out a whimper of fear when his hands forced her arms up, pinning them down with inhuman strength. “You think you were going to slap me and get away from it? No. You’re gonna pay for it.”
“P-Pay?” Lita bit down on her bottom lip, a cry stifled when Kane’s teeth scratched against her cheek. He let out a pleasured growl, bucking his hips towards her groin, the head of his shaft slowly easing into her small frame. “No!”
“You’re gonna pay for this, Lita. Pay for.. Mmgh..” Kane groaned as her tunnel engulfed over his arousal, her unwilling body still struggling underneath him. “Pay for having me love you…” He panted in her face, the smell of ashes overwhelming to Lita.
“No.. Please.. Stop!” Lita begged, he was too big, pain shooting up to her. But it felt strange… it felt pleasurable as his large member thrusted into her small frame in three moves. He was panting in her face, constantly letting out pleasured growls when his hands released their grip and curled in her red hair.
“Ah… You’re so… tight.” Kane rasped, his face buried into her neck. He had not moved from his position since he entered her and she wondered that if he had moved, would he even last a second? She could see the gap between his teeth as she looked up. Water was rushing between them, no longer a still calm but a mirror to violent waves in a storm. His hips were repeatedly driving his arousal into her, her body clenching around him, yet she found she couldn’t struggle.
She couldn’t move. Could it be that her body wanted this?
His hands left her hair and cupped her face in his meaty palms. “Look at me, Lita… Look.” His eyes were transfixed on hers, and she couldn’t seem to pull away. “Bet Matt isn’t as good.”
“S-Stop…” Lita whimpered, breath escaping her lungs. He didn’t stop. Instead, his pace increased, water violently splashing around and over the edge of the bath, soaking her in the warm water. And once again, his hands left her hands, soon pulling her with him as he stood up from the bath.
Even standing, Kane’s hands pushed her down onto his arousal, enticing a soft cry from Lita. He slowly carried her to the bed where he continued to thrust into her, pulling her legs onto his waist and keeping them there with a strong grip.
“You’re mine… for the whole weekend, Lita..” Kane rasped again, pulling himself out of her. With a few strokes of his hand, his sticky fluid burst from his member and splattered over her chest, abdomen and face. “Oh no, I ain’t gonna come in you… yet.”
Kane shifted to lay beside her, his arm sneaking underneath her smaller frame and pulling her to his chest. She could feel his rapid heartbeat, her eyes could vision his smug face behind her. His arm settled on her stomach, his index finger circling and tracing around her navel. Her stomach muscles quivered and twitched, Lita’s breathing hitched with each circle.
“N-No.. No more..” She whispered as Kane hoisted her above his face. Her crotch rested against his mouth, his arms entwined with her legs, locking her in place. She began to whimper again as his lips parted, closing over her moist heat, his slick tounge pushing past the folds and delving inside.
A cry of pleasure escaped Lita, her fingers gripping the bed board. The sight of Kane practically kissing her wet heat was something she never thought would be arousing, even if it was Kane that was doing it.
Kane pushed Lita onto her back, hovering above her once more. His erection throbbed at the sight of her underneath. How could someone so beautiful drive him completely insane once again? His tounge ran along his lips, his eyes staring at her. If only she loved him…
“Lita, open your eyes.” Kane’s gruff voice broke the silence and Lita’s eyes edged opened. Her half lidded eyes, her body sprawled beneath him… It was the sight of a defeated woman. A sight Kane thought that he’d never see from Lita.
Lita’s voice was hard edge once more. “Bet Terri was immediately defeated once you got your meaty grip on her. Then again, you probably drugged her and raped her.”
Kane’s eyebrow rose again and he soon laughed. “Perhaps, but I don’t see you trying to move away now, Lita. It’s like… Could you actually be wanting this?”
Her eyes widened. Shit. Could he be right? “I don’t want this.”
Kane’s fingers brushed against her folds, enticing a small shiver from Lita. “You don’t want this? You body says otherwise.” His laughter returned.
Lita’s normally calm eyes were filled with rage. With all her strength, Lita pushed Kane off her body and pinned him down onto the floor. Her hands gripped and throttled his neck; she wanted to make him choke on his own sins. Damn him to hell!
Kane’s body slumped into unconsciousness and Lita stood over him. Now it was her time to run…
Picking up her clothing and putting them on as fast as she could, she turned on her heel and ran for the door. On the way, she grabbed the keys to Kane’s car and ran out. She didn’t see Kane sit up and watch her run out.
Lita jumped down the steps three at a time, desperate to get away from that monster. She ran down to the car, rain falling heavily, she didn’t notice Kane sneaking into the back seat of his car through an open door. Lita didn’t even notice the fact that the car wasn’t locked. She just needed to get away.
Slamming the door shut and putting the keys in ignition, Lita took a moment to catch her breath.. That was until two strong arms wrapped around her and threw her into the back seat.
“I didn’t think you’d be brave enough to even try to run, Lita.” Kane laughed, pressing down on the car lock to keep Lita locked in. He squeezed to the front of the car and turned on the ignition. He was clothed, thankfully for Lita as she curled up in the backseat.
“W-Where… are we going?” She asked, taking in deep breaths in order to calm herself. Not like that would help in this kind of situation.
Kane pulled the car violently out of the car park and sped down the driveway. He didn’t want to tell her where he would take her. She’d try and run again. “Somewhere.”
Lita shivered again out of fear and buried her face in her knees.
It was like forever as he sped along the highway. The rain was falling so hard that Lita couldn’t make out where she was. “Where are we?”
“Somewhere. I’m not that stupid; I knew you’d try and do something.” Kane’s gruff voice answered as he turned a sharp corner. The road was bumpy; Lita had the scariest thought that she would… die in here.. “Alright, we’re here.”
Lita looked up, Kane was already out the door and opening up her door. She slipped out slowly, soon forced out by Kane as he lifted her onto his shoulders. “Let me go!” Lita howled out as Kane kicked the door shut and proceeded down the wooden steps.
Lita looked up. It looked like she was in the middle of a graveyard. Old tombstones were scattered across the dirt. Old bones and decomposed bodies were hanging in the gallows and laid on the ground. She turned her head again to looked at where she was being carried to.
A large stone mansion was set in the graveyard. It looked like an old church that was reverted into a living area. As she looked closer, she could see The Undertaker and Paul Bearer sitting outside on the porch. Kane’s pace only sped up before stepping onto the porch himself. Finally, he lowered her down onto her feet, his hand latching onto her shoulder.
Paul looked up, a deranged grin appearing. “Who’s this pretty girl?”
Kane’s hand travelled down, his meaty palm gripping the flesh on her backside. “This is Lita; the girl that I’ve been talking about.”
The Undertaker’s eyes popped open and he stared at Lita with a curious look. “Try not to kill this one, Kane. She’s too pretty to be put in the grave.”
Kane’s eyes rolled, chuckling softly and yanking Lita into the mansion. He lead her down a few hallways and up two sets of stairs before stopping at a large door. The bedroom… Was it a bedroom? To Lita, it looked like a large apartment.
Kane pushed her inside and closed the door. He turned to his prize and smiled. He saw her shivering again, but he knew that it wasn’t from the cold. His hands slowly ran along her side, turning her in her place and grinding his arousal against her.
A sudden wetness flooded Lita’s pants and she began to gasp. Oh god, she got aroused from this? This freak was turning her on again? Her body twitched slowly, Kane’s hands running across her chest, his grip soon resting on her breasts and squeezing them softly.
Lita let out a soft groan. Why fight it anymore? Why fight the pleasure? Why fight.. Kane? Fuck Matt… She wanted Kane.
Lita turned around, her eyes wide and dark, fixed upon the tall man. Surprise appeared on Kane’s face before his lips curled to a smirk. Lita’s own deranged smirk appeared, stepping back to sit on the edge of the bed. Her voice was a scant whisper, the words chilling Kane to the core. “You don’t scare me, Kane.”
Kane groaned out of unbridled desire for the woman. She had never said his name before and hearing his name passed off in such a sultry manner was too much. “Say my name again…” He rasped, his hands cupping her face within his palms. “Say it.”
“Kane..” Lita looked up at him, his name rolling off her tounge in a moan. “Kane.”
He leaned down in a fit of passion, his lips rough and possessive against hers. She turned the embrace just as rough, her tounge pushing past his lips to brush against the slick muscle in his mouth. Her hands were all over him, rubbing against his backside, his back until resting at the back of his bald head, her nails digging into the skin.
Kane pulled back slowly, taking the time to savour the moment as Lita began to tug at his pants. His mouth soon sealed around the sensitive spot behind her ear, her startled cry ringing though the large room, and at the same time, pushing down his pants.
His eyes were mesmerizing her in their soft gentle glow, their eye contact never shifting as Kane lifted her shift over her head and threw it aside with his pants. Her pants followed soon after and at last, she was laying naked beneath him, her body and mind willing for him.
Kane couldn’t help himself as he lowered his lips to her breasts. He took her right nipple into her mouth, his left hand rolling her left nipple between his index and thumb. His lips sucked and pulled at her nipple, his teeth nipping and plucking the rosy nub and listening to the soft pleasured moans that were leaving Lita.
She surprised him again as she pushed him away. Her voice was ragged and sharp, “Lay down.” Kane nodded slowly, his eyebrow rising and laying flat on his back. His erection sprang out, pulsing and dripping with pre-cum.
Lita’s small pink tounge snaked out, moistening her lips as her grin returned. “Remember in 2003 when you unmasked?”
Kane shuddered at the horrific memory. “Yes, I do remember.”
“I always found you sexy without the mask.” Lita purred. Before Kane had a chance to reply, his shaft was engulfed by Lita’s wet orifice, her mouth sucking and pulling at his arousal. Noisy delight left Kane and in a show of dominance, his hand gripped the back of Lita’s head.
Her eyes were fixed lovingly on his face, Lita’s hand reaching up to feel the deep contractions in the muscles of his stomach, listening to the pleasured growls that left Kane. Never had Kane looked so vulnerable at that moment.
Lita’s tounge swirled around the head of his penis, Kane let out another growl of pleasure, his eyes rolling to a close and thrusting his hips to her mouth. Her slick tounge brushed against the small slit on the tip of his penis, lapping at the fluid that had begun to spurt out. A hiss of desire escaped Lita and she covered his shaft again with her mouth, swallowing rapidly to take in all of his release.
Lita’s teeth were bared, Kane’s cum dripping down her chin and the corners of her mouth, watching Kane with a deranged smirk on her lips. Kane looked up at his new mistress, his rasped gasps for air filling the room. He panted, running his tounge along his colourless lips.
A groan left Lita as her tounge ran slowly along Kane’s sweat soaked skin, savouring the salty taste, trailing wetly up to his neck. She claimed his lips with a brutal kiss, at the same time, easing his shaft into her. Both groaned into the other’s mouth, their tongues lapping and brushing together, both staring lovingly at each other.
Slow and gentle, Kane’s fingers latched onto Lita’s hips, moving her body up and down on his shaft, impaling her just as her walls clenched around. A soft moan escaped her, her hands smoothing across the back of Kane’s neck, Lita’s forehead pressed against his and gazing at him; unable to pull away from that hypnotic gaze.
“Kane…Kane..” She moaned his name over and over, tilting her head back to allow Kane to nuzzle close, his arms tight around her small frame, clutching at her in a fierce embrace. He didn’t want to let her go and she didn’t want to let go. Each passing minute of their love making was like pleasurable torture, Lita’s slick tunnel tightening and contracting around Kane’s pulsing shaft as he impaled her rigorously.
A ragged gasp left Lita before a howl of rapture left her, her hips erratically slamming down onto his as she came, her fingers tightly gripping the back of his neck to hold herself up as the blissful pleasure of her orgasm took over her body.
Kane let out a loud moan, his own hips driving up as he too climaxed, pouring his seed deep into her willing body. A faint voice in the back of his mind wondered if she would get pregnant from this session of wondrous pleasure.
As he withdrew from her and laid her down beside him, he listened to the beating of her heart as she nuzzled close to him, the warmth of her small body something that he had only dreamed of feeling..
And now, it was real. He only had one problem…
Matt Hardy.
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