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Destination Darkness	By : Boganwendy Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Whilst typing this out with my Siamese cat sitting beside me on my bed, purring and staring at me in delight, I had to ask myself a certain question. Why do I put Kyash in such difficult situations? The answer would be that I wish I was in her position. I write my wishes down in fan fiction form and what you get now, is what I have wished. Mehehe, it sounds weird, but it’s all true.
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Chapter 2: The Challenge.
Through the black curtain of hair that covered her eyes, Kyash could see was the disgusted faces of the fans in the arena. It was Vickie and Edge’s wedding that evening and all officials were out and about, fixing up the ring and setting up the scene. Beside Kyash was Kane who had his arm curled around Kyash’s small frame.
“What do you reckon? Do you think we should go in during the wedding?” Kane asked, his fingers curving and hooking underneath Kyash’s breast. Her eyes narrowed in thought, unfazed by Kane’s travelling hand, her eyes locked upon the priest in the middle of the setup. Kane sighed lightly and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Some day it will be us, don’t you think?”
Kyash frowned, shocked by the sudden change in Kane’s mood and tone of voice and looked up at him. Kane’s face looked so sad, his eyes downcast. “Kyash, I don’t ask for many things. I know what you’re thinking and I just wish I knew how to help.”
“Kane, I do need your help.” Kyash murmured. It was true. She had felt a connection between Kane and herself ever since she met him through The Undertaker. Ever since then… she needed him. “Don’t look so sad. Please, be happy. We are going to make history today.”
Kyash, spotting Edge walking with Zack and Curt, led Kane into the nearest empty room. The male toilets.
“Shit.” Kyash breathed, hearing the footsteps of the three men moving closer. Kane spotted an open cubicle and pulled Kyash into it, locking it behind him. Setting Kyash on his lap, Kane sat down upon the toilet and the duo listened quietly.
“Damn it Curt. That blasted woman Kyash is going to interrupt this wedding.” Edge snapped to his companions as they entered the bathroom. Edge was obviously uptight about this wedding that was to take place in an hour.
“What do you think she’ll do? She’ll probably bring her friends with her.” Curt replied. Edge’s eyes rolled in disgust.
“Who cares? I’ll have to bring several things tonight when I have to sleep with that… beast.” Edge shuddered, running his fingers through his dirty blonde hair. “Disinfectant is a must.”
Kyash wiggled slightly, emitting a quiet giggle against Kane’s neck. Oh, this was wonderful. The thought that Edge didn’t want to do this wedding would be so much easier.
“And you know what happened last time me and Vickie were in bed…” Edge’s voice trailed off when he heard a grunt come from the cubicle Kyash and Kane had occupied.
Kyash found herself bouncing lightly upon Kane’s lap, excitement about the upcoming events becoming too much for her. She needed to find release from this situation. Kane’s hands rested upon Kyash’s hips, his hips meeting with hers and rubbing their clothed groins together, his erection throbbing against his wrestling attire.
There was a snap of the door and the trio had left. The two in the cubicle, however, did not notice that they were alone once more.
“Kane… Oh god..” Kyash whispered, her eyes resting upon Kane’s hand as it brushed against her crotch. The sexual tension was becoming too much as was the pain of both their arousals. “I… I can’t.. stop.” Kyash panted, her hips thrusting erratically against Kane’s fingers.
Kane’s lips were parted, brushing against any inch of skin he could find on the body he desired so much. “K-Kyash… Not here…wait till after the wedding.” He stuttered, his body aching for the woman in front of him. It wouldn’t be long now. He just couldn’t handle being without her any longer
But she couldn’t stop. Her body was out of control. She felt like she was on fire, her face flushed a soft pink and her usual bright eyes now dark and laced with desire and lust that had long been pushed back.
Kane’s arms hooked underneath Kyash’s legs and heaved her up. He pushed her against the cubicle door, his weight keeping her upright while he began to pull down his pants, freeing his straining erection. Still keeping her pressed against the cubicle, Kane lifted up Kyash’s waist, quickly unbuttoning and pulling the leather pants she had worn.
Kyash whimpered, her body aching for the man that had been torturing her for the past few years. However, when Kane’s fingers pressed against the moisture on her panties, Kyash gasped. “W-Wait Kane.. I need to tell you something..”
Kane fixed his gaze on Kyash, his fingers continuing to stroke and press against the wet patch. His index finger moved the crotch of her panties to the side and his finger slowly dipped in.
“W-Wait!” Kyash groaned when Kane brushed against her moist heat. He froze, startled for the moment, but a grin formed on his lips.
“A virgin, Kyash?” Kane breathed, his middle finger joining his index and driving into her. Kyash began to cry out in delight, squirming against the large man, a pant escaping past her soft lips that Kane was so desperate to kiss.
Kissing the side of her neck, Kane’s fingers withdrew from her. Bringing the digits up to her lips, Kane watched in curiosity as Kyash licked and sucked the slick fingers that was covered with her own wetness. Her breathing was ragged and sharp, her eyes wide. “Kane…”
“Mm?” Kane’s eyes focused back on hers.
“We’ll let them get married, but we’ll stay at the same hotel as them and get the room right beside them.”
Kane’s hands lifted up to cup Kyash’s face. “I’m gonna take you till the sun comes up and you can barely walk.”
Kyash giggled softly. Perfect.
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Kane had to admit to himself, he enjoyed the view of Kyash’s delicious backside as she bent over to clean up her mess in their hotel suite. In fact, he enjoyed any view of Kyash’s body. It would be tonight, that Kane would finally touch her and help ruin Edge and Vickie’s wedding night all in one swift move.
It was her devious and intelligence that attracted Kane to Kyash when he first saw her in the WWE. When she had first arrived in the WWE, her sexual relationship with Stephanie McMahon was the constant view point between the two. It was after Kyash had broken Lita’s neck and sent her into retirement did Kane find himself attracted to Kyash.
Kyash stuck her head out the hotel room door and waved her hand over to Kane. “Come here, take a look at this.”
Kane also stuck his head out the door and chuckled. “Wow. He didn’t even carry her up the stairs.” A pleasured growl suddenly escaped when Kyash pulled away from the door and brushed herself against him. “What are you doing?”
“I’m making our presence known.” Kyash purred, untying the silk knot from her hair. “They need to know that we are next door.”
Vickie was the first to spot Kyash and Kane and immediately stormed over to them. “What in the hell are you two doing here?!” Vickie screeched.
“Relax Vickie. We’re here not to harm you, we’re here for a little… thing we’re gonna do.” Kyash’s voice was ragged, her eyes fixed towards Kane and her hands brushing against his chest. “I doubt we’ll be getting any sleep, but make sure you two don’t spend your night sleepless.” She giggled, allowing Kane to heave her into his arms.
“What are you two going to do? You better not ruin our wedding night or else.” Vickie warned the duo as they walked into their room.
Kyash smirked towards Vickie and Edge as she was carried back into the hotel room by Kane. With a swift kick to the door, Kane’s hands wandered all over Kyash’s body. He didn’t plan to take her virginity that evening. He would wait until after Wrestlemania.
Years of pent up desire overtook Kane and he backed Kyash onto the bed. The mad glint in his eyes had Kyash look up at him in fear. “K-Kane? Is.. What are you… doing?” She squealed as Kane pushed her flat onto the bed, his meaty hands pulling apart her shirt and pants with strong, quick tugs.
As she laid beneath him in a pair of white panties and black bra, Kane’s lips curled to a grin. He could see that familiar wet patch between her legs, revealing that she was getting turned on by the roughness that Kane was giving her.
He watched her small pink tounge snake out and sweep across her lips. His fingers hooked underneath the band of her panties and began to yank them down. Holding them up to her view, Kane let out a low chuckle, taking in her sexual scent that she was emitting. “Is this turning you on, Kyash?”
Kyash swallowed hard, her fingers skimming down her chest to rest upon her abdomen. She watched Kane’s smile softly, leaning down to remove his own pants, freeing his erection that had obscenely tented against the fabric.
Kyash’s eyes rested upon Kane’s erection. How could something so big fit in her? But Kane had other plans for her.
Laying on his back upon the bed, Kane beckoned Kyash beside him, opening his arms out for her to get comfortable. Guiding her hand to his erection as she wiggled close, her face inches from his. Their eyes met for a minute until Kyash leaned up, her lips meeting with his. As the two kissed slowly, Kane’s hand snaked across her thigh, carefully brushing against her folds.
His fingers enticed a soft gasp from Kyash. Fire burned within Kane’s soul and he leaned forward to Kyash, taking her lips in a possessive, fierce embrace.
A loud cry of pleasure came from Kyash again as two fingers entered her. She couldn’t handle the amount of pleasure attacking her. It was too much for body to handle. “Kane.. I-I’m gonna… ooh..” Kyash could barely find the words to speak as his thumb caressed against her swollen clitoris, her hips urgently thrusting up to meet with his hand.
Positioning himself above her, Kane’s hand left her crotch. “Kyash…” His voice rasped, watching her chest rising and fall with shallow breaths. Her kiss swollen lips parted and her tounge brushed against them, moistening them with a swipe. He had planned to take her virginity at Wrestlemania. Damn the wait, he needed her.
“I-I don’t care.. Please.” Kyash cried out.
Kane’s hands rested just above Kyash’s shoulders, his forehead pressed against hers as slowly, he eased himself in her. Her body had stiffened beneath him, her grip on his hips tightening when a bright flare of pain took over Kyash’s system. She let out a cry of pain, her hips arching up in an attempt to ease the pain just the slightest amount. It didn’t help that Kane’s arousal was large as it broke her hymen.
The flare of pain faded and Kyash was left panting in Kane’s face. He was still, making sure that Kyash was adjusted to the size of his massive length. But even that was a struggle. She so tight that Kane thought he would come immediately if he had moved.
Loosening her grip on Kane’s hips and wrapping her arms around him, Kyash bucked up against Kane. His pace was slow, the amount of pleasure, the pain gone, attacking her now becoming increasingly hard to bare.
Each clench of her walls, the soft moans of pleasure that left her and the gentle kisses on his lips were making Kane insane. It wasn’t long before her moans had become louder and louder as the strength and pace of his thrusts grew wilder.
Kyash never thought that the sound of skin slapping together would sound so arousing.
Unable to control herself, Kyash let out a cry of pleasure. Her orgasm swept through like an ocean tide, her walls clenched over Kane’s shaft and her fingers scoring into the back of his neck. A few short thrusts later, Kane’s orgasm finally reached and he poured himself into her.
As Kane slumped over her, his mismatched gaze travelled down to her wandering right hand that was slowly drifting down his hip. He turned his gaze back to Kyash who had a coy grin upon her lips. It seemed she wasn’t finished with Kane.
“What are you doing?” Kane breathed against his lover’s ear, affectionately nipping at the skin behind her ear. A soft chuckle and a lilting songful voice answered him.
“Surely you don’t think I’m done with you?” Kyash’s hands splayed across his chest, forcing the large man onto his back. His half erected shaft was taken into her soft hand, her palm coated with their mixed release from before. “I’m far from done. And besides…” Her eyes fixed upon his now hard shaft, “I’ve always wanted to do this to you..”
Her kiss swollen lips parted and merely hovered above the tip of Kane’s shaft. Her coy grin appeared once more, warm breath running down his pulsing erection, her eyes resting upon Kane’s face that was twisted with delight and pleasure. “I love you.” She murmured before taking the head of his erection into her mouth.
Kane let out a pleasured growl, fingers hooking into the sheets. It wasn’t the fact that here she was, sucking him off, it was the fact that she had freely admitted she loved him. He let out another pleasured growl when her gentle fingers caressed his balls. “K-Kyash..”
Her name coming off in such a seductive, sultry manner sent chills down her spine. Her thoughts were clouded by the amount of love and desire she had for the Big Red Machine as she took inches of his shaft into her mouth, relaxing her throat in order to take in the full length.
Kane’s hands left his side and rested at the back of her head. His pleasured growls became louder, the vibrations from the back of her throat running up straight to his groin until…
“K-Kyash!!” A rare howl of completion and pleasure erupted from Kane and he slammed his hips up, his cum spurting into her luscious mouth; which she swallowed without much difficulty. Never had a woman caused him to howl out in pleasure just from… No.. This was different.
‘It’s because I’m with her.’ Kane thought to himself as Kyash left between his legs and laid beside him, her arms resting across his chest. ‘Is it because I love her?’
~*~
The Cutting Edge segment was something that no one wanted to see or hear. The cajoling and sickening laughter coming from La Familia was bad enough even without the damn segment. But now that Vickie was the new Divas Champion, Edge was WWE Champion and Chavo as United States Champion, all be it by controversial amendments made by Vickie, the laughter was constantly in the ears of superstars.
Unfortunately, the week after Edge and Vickie’s wedding, Edge would be hosting his segment.
Ever since his wedding night was ruined by Kyash and Kane’s loud sex in the hotel room next to theirs, Edge and Vickie were to confront the duo about ruining their wedding night, Wrestlemania and The Undertaker.
With the ring set up, Vickie and Edge sat in the ring upon stools.
“Last week, Kyash and Kane had entered our hotel in order to ruin our evening. Just as we were entering our room to consummate our vows, these two decide to get the room next door to us and ruin our night by having…” Vickie trailed off as the crowd began to cheer. The thought of Edge and Vickie unable to finish their wedding night thanks to Kyash and Kane was wonderful.
“I’m speaking!” Vickie snapped into the microphone and the cheering grew louder.
It was Edge that continued. “They ruined our night by their loud actions. We got no sleep. None! All we could hear was the constant moaning, the rattling of their bed and the rocking against the wall. We did NOT want to hear that from those two!”
“But hey, those two can laugh for now. Because at Wrestlemania, we will have the last laugh.” Edge smirked. The smirks on Edge and Vickie’s face however, were replaced by fear as Kane’s theme music began.
From behind the curtain, Kane and Kyash appeared. Kyash was holding onto Kane’s hand tightly as they walked down the ramp to confront the rambling duo in the ring. It was an intimidating sight for Edge and Vickie as they stood in front of Kyash and Kane.
Kyash swiped the microphone from Vickie, still holding onto Kane’s hand. “For the love of God, please… shut the hell up.” The crowd exploded into cheers once more, but silenced as Kyash spoke again. “We did say that we would be making noise. But we are not here to discuss mine and Kane’s act of passion on that evening. We’re here to offer you two a challenge.” Kyash continued.
“At Wrestlemania 24, you two and Chavo would be in a match against Kane, myself and The Undertaker. If you win, we will leave Smackdown. If we win, however, you two and Chavo will have to give us your titles and leave Smackdown. Sounds good?” Kyash asked, tilting her head to the side.
“The Undertaker? We banished him!” Vickie screeched.
“Yes, but Vince McMahon has kindly allowed the Undertaker to go to Wrestlemania and continue his streak.”
Edge looked down at Vickie and frowned. Could they risk it?
Vickie was first to answer. “You’re on.”
Both Kane and Kyash’s lips curled to grins and Kyash whispered in the microphone. “May you all… rest in peace.”
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