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Chapter 23 : The Monster is back

Petit took one look at my ankle and signed me to injured. “Four weeks. You’ll be able to walk alright by next Monday, but for the ring I say four.” He told Linda, Vince and Glenn he would re-evaluate me in two weeks. After that the four of us had a nice little meeting as to how they would send me out and then get me back in.

“I want to have Bischoff fire her.”

Linda looked over to me and then to Vince who had said it. I kind of blinked at him as he explained. “Bischoff is our heel GM. The fans will turn even more on him if he fires one more of our Divas, like they did with Lita after she came back after the kids were born. The Next week Steve will encourage ‘Kane’ to bring the monster back out, tell him he’s too soft with you around. Glenn will get his title shot. One of many for doing this, and Glenn you agreed to cut your hair right?” Glenn nodded. “Without Faith to keep him slightly in line backstage and without his mask, Glenn you will end up being much more aggressive, dangerously aggressive. Make people think you believe the world hates you, that you think you are scarred beyond belief and you can’t believe even Faith would want you. We will still go through with the JR thing, and Glenn, you and Linda need to work on how to do the tombstone. The best course of action after that will be for Faith to be called back to see if she can control Kane.”

Glenn interrupted. “Wouldn’t Mark be the one who everyone would think could control Kane? Big Brother, right?”

“Mark has time off about that time. I want to do it this way for a specific reason.”

Linda just smiled and turned her head away from me and Glenn. I had a bad feeling. Glenn spoke up, he obviously was wary too. When Vince says ‘specific reason’ it usually spells trouble.

“Kane and Faith are going to be married. Shortly after Unforgiven in September.”

Glenn and I did a collective “WHAT” that would have made Steve proud. Vince just smiled as I spoke, asking “Haven’t you killed the wedding thing with Steph and Drew. Let’s not forget Elizabeth and Randy.”

Vince nodded. “I’m confident you two could pull it off. Now after that…”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

First thing I asked Glenn after we left the office was if the whole little wedding thing was his idea. He shook his head and put his hands up. “Don’t look at me. When I marry you, it’ll be me not my alter-ego. This is Vince’s little game. Either way, we’re about to get ‘married’. Whether we’re ready or not.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

So we went back to St. Louis for a few days and then to the next show. That night I was supposed to be fired. This should be ‘amusing’.

How they did it was alright. I guess. Kinda anti-climatic, left the crowd hanging. I was in Kane’s dressing room, sitting there with nothing to do, but they gave me a copy of the latest WWE Magazine and let me read it for the purpose. As I sat there a camera man was in my face, just watching me veg out.

As scripted, a knock came from the door and I called whoever it was in. Here came Eric. He’s alright, makes an excellent heel. He strode up to me, fixing his cheap Armani-knockoff leather jacket. He sat in front of me and asked how I was. Told him I was alright, wished to hell I had a match to get rid of some of the excess energy.

“Well you wont have to worry about that anymore.”

I smiled as I was supposed to, looking like he had a match for me. I asked him if he did, but he shook his head.

“You’re fired.”

I threw down the magazines for effect and scowled at him. “Excuse your ass?”

“We have nothing for you and things being as they are. You’re fired. Vacate before the end of the show.”

He left after that and the cameraman held it on my reaction as I gave Eric a Stone Cold salute, muttering just enough for the microphone to hear me say something about how ‘I oughta have Kane drop a match in his gas tank’.

We finished the vignette about twenty minutes later with me walking out toward our rental, Kane stopping me before I left.

“Faith. Where are you going?” He put his gloved hand on my shoulder and stood me still in front of the camera. “Why are you leaving?”

“Kane, Eric fired me. I’m going home.”

He nodded, his chin working as he got angry. “You would leave me here by myself?”

“Sweetheart, You’ve handled yourself well before. Besides I have things to do, right? Stuff I have to get done in the next few months.” I looked meaningfully at him as I put my hand on his cheek, smiling, so the fans would think something was going on.

He nodded and gave me a kiss. That wasn’t in the script, big man. I’m not complaining. “Go to the hotel. Wait for me there. Don’t go home yet.”

The Camera caught me as I left, kicking out the rear lights to Bischoff’s rental car.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I was there at the arena when Steve told ‘Kane’ to be more aggressive. Thought it was the funniest thing in the world when he told him to become a monster again. Glenn can’t be mean, its not in his nature, but for Kane it was. Kane could be downright cruel. And what the company was going to put him through would make most men break down. Steve had brought out the monster and gave him a title shot for the trouble.

Glenn did cut his hair. All those long beautiful red curls were gone right before the show on June 23rd. I was there when Glenn took his first look at the new ‘do’. His hair was short over most of his head and shaved bald halfway up his head. They had washed his hair and it was kinda sticking out all fluffy. He looked at me standing in the corner as the guy who did it picked it all up to be attached to his mask. Mark, Matt, Vince, Big Paul, Vince and Linda were all standing near as Glenn looked in the mirror and declared he now looked like shit.

Being the ever goofy woman I am and overly devoted girlfriend, I decided I’d make this look even funnier than it already was. One of the photographers was there and I told him to ‘catch the Kodak moment’. I walked over to Glenn and took the mirror from him, putting it on the table next to him. I stood there with my hands on my hips, looking at him with my eyes squinted. I turned my head to Mark and Matt and gave a light ‘hehe’.

Matt smiled and pointed at me. “Faith, you’re a freak.”

“I’m in love with the Freak God and our brother is their King. I’m Freak by default. Damn Proud too!”

With that I stood between Glenn’s knees and put my hands on his cheeks, drawing him into a kiss. I heard Linda clapping as I pulled away from him. I then shocked everyone in the area as I tilted his head down and Licked the bald part of his head from the middle of his forehead to just where his hair now started. He wiggled his head around and when goo-goo eyed as I stepped back and took my bow.

“Ok. He’s ready. Now yer ass can go get unmasked.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

And he did. He looked almost gruesome and was scaring me a little as he nearly killed anyone who came near him. And when he was unmasked and standing in the ring, glaring at the others around him, even I cringed. Not from the look, but from the vibe of anger he was radiating. ‘Kane’ was pissed beyond belief and ready to kill.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I only tell you this part because I thought it was funny as hell.

That night after ‘Kane: Unmasked’, Glenn got the rest of his head shaved. I had gone to get the both of us a cup of coffee and came back to see Steve, who knew what the hell he was doing, finishing the barber job on Glenn’s head. He was almost done as I set the coffee down. I offered mine to Steve who took it willingly. He wiped off Glenn’s head as Mark and Bill Goldberg walked in to see how he now looked.

Mark looked at him sideways as Glenn rubbed his scalp, trying to get used to the new look. “Least ya look halfway decent, and yer head ain’t lumpy.” Goldberg congratulated him on the bald look, as did Steve.

Glenn looked to me for my approval. I rubbed my chin, walking up to him and rubbing over the soft skin on his scalp. I rubbed his head and ran my hand down the back of his neck. He saw the evil gleam in my eye as I backed away and looked at his crotch.

“Here comes the smart ass comment.”

He was right.

“HEY LOOK! HIS HEADS MATCH! Big and BALD!”

He grabbed me around the middle as I tried to run away and dragged me backward.

“Smart ass woman Glenn. Nothing controls that mouth!” Bill looked over at us as we fake-wrestled each other on the floor.

Steve walked over to where Glenn was holding me down, straddling my hips. “She’s a bad one ain’t she.” Steve nodded as I looked over my shoulder at Glenn.

“Hey, you screw me. I got it from somewhere! I wasn’t lying, ya animal.”

Glenn leaned down to my ear and whispered to me as he picked me up and Steve walked off. “Let’s see which head you like after I’m done with you tonight.”

Did I ever mention he’s damned good in bed?

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I liked the way he burned JR. No, JR was not really hurt. Have you ever heard of Flame retardant material? JR wanted some time home so he got in on it. I think he was having a Bell’s Palsy attack. I do have one big thing with the writing on that one. Eric said Austin was gonna get punished for Kane burning JR. Didn’t Eric send JR to talk to Kane? Not smart to send a defenseless older man to talk to what was supposed to be a certified maniac.

This is what happens when you hire soap opera writers and give them no backstories!

Now the dropping of Linda I had mixed feelings on. She didn’t get hurt, but this would be the last straw for his brutality. So Far he had gotten Eric, Steve, Rico, JR, Linda, RVD, and most of the rest of the Raw roster. He was really pushing it. That man was having the time of his life.

The week after Linda got tombstoned, Vince was going to come in and confront Kane. Before they could do anything though, It was time for me to be called back.

They did it at the beginning of the show, before Steve made his decision to stay. Vince himself gave the order for me to be called back. I was in a room close to them when they called. Here’s how it played out.

Vince: Damn it Eric, I don’t care. The Undertaker is not coming back to control him and no one else will do it.

Bischoff: Mr. McMahon. She’s fired. She wouldn’t come back if I called. The Police are doing a capable job controlling him and…

Vince: Ask JR and Linda if he is being controlled by the police. You have twenty minutes and I want to hear from her. If he harms someone else it will be your ass fired.

Vince walked out at that point and I saw the monitor as Eric freaked out. Hunter came in and saw him flipping.

Hunter: Hey Bischoff. What’s your problem.

Bischoff: Faith Hardy is my problem. Vince wants her back to control Kane.

Hunter looked at Eric and nodded his head.

Hunter: I can see him wanting that. You gonna call her?

Eric shook his head.

Bischoff: I have no idea how to get ahold of her.

Hunter smiled.

Hunter: Go talk to Molly Holly, nimrod. She talks to Faith all the time, so I hear. Or you might try, oh I don’t know, her older brothers?

At that point the promo ended as Eric ran out the door to find ‘Molly’, Matt or Jeff. We kinda left that hanging.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I sat in an office-like room, with Linda, who wasn’t hurt in the least, as my cell phone rang on cue twenty minutes later. Bischoff was in the next room with Vince, the promo being cut as we spoke. I answered it as though I was tired as hell.

“Hello?”

“Faith? Eric Bischoff…”

*CLICK*

I laughed with Linda as I got to hang up on him. Oh man, it felt good. The phone rang again and I picked it up with a slightly annoyed tone to my voice.

“What?”

“Faith, please. Don’t hang ….”

*CLICK*

I told Linda I liked this game. The third time I wouldn’t hang up, it would be Vince and I was supposed to talk to him at least. It rang again and I picked up, ready to rip into the other side of the connection.

“Look Bitch-off,I don’t know who gave you this number but, if you call me one more time I swear to God I will rip your little….”

“Faith this is Vince McMahon.”

“Oh, Hi Vince. How have you and Linda been?”

“Linda’s not good, she’s badly hurt.”

“What happened to her?”

“Haven’t you been watching?”

“Not really been kinda busy, got something coming up to work on. Why something happening I should know about?”

“Faith when was the last time you talked to Kane?”

“Over a month ago. He asked me to stay with Matt and Lita for a while. I really need to talk to him though. He isn’t answering his phone, cell or home. Why? What’s wrong?”

He explained in slight detail that Kane was becoming a hazard. He begged me to come back and try to control him before he became a killer.

“Vince. If I come there, It will be on my terms. I want to help but I can’t if I’m not on roster. And I don’t want the big man hurt.”

“You’ll get whatever you want if you can keep HIM from hurting anyone else. I don’t care what anyone says. Please…”

“I’ll see ya next week Vince.”

After that I hung up and the show went on. Steve Austin stayed on as GM and tried to provoke Kane so he could attack him. Shane McMahon took care of it in the long run and threw Kane pretty much off the stage, where he got right back up and started laughing. I told Glenn afterwards he botched it by looking back behind him more than once, but I wasn’t mad at him. I didn’t want him hurt.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The next week I was officially back. I didn’t show up until about mid-way through the show. Bischoff was irritated at the fact I hadn’t shown until then. And, it was a big thing that Kane not know I was coming.

I walked in to Eric and Steve’s office; the camera only showing me from the back, shoulders down in one of those weird camera angles. I stood there with my hands on my hips, as the camera moved around to show my face and I spoke to Steve and not Eric.

“Hey Steve.”

“Damn woman, took ya long enough. Where ya been?”

“North Carolina, working on something. Now, where’s Kane.”

“Did you see the paddywagon out front?”

“Yeah. What about it?”

“He’s in there.”

“Why in the blue hell is my…” I stopped myself and simply asked, “Why?”

“He’s too damned dangerous, sweetheart. He’s on his way to becoming a damned killer.”

Eric interjected, or tried to as I gave him an ugly glare and turned to him.

“Don’t you say a damned word.” He sputtered a bit as I got in his face and ripped him a new asshole. “I count it as your fault if anything happens to him. I don’t care who you are. If he gets locked up or gets hurt in any way, your ass is mine. I’ll kill you.”

“Don’t threaten me.”

I looked coolly up from him and backed away. “Oh, it’s not a threat, it’s a damned promise.”

With that I walked out, leaving them to figure out that maybe I wasn’t as stable as they thought.

Steve made the comment as the segment ended, and it was absolutely perfect.

“We’ve called in someone who can control Kane and wants to beat the hell out of you, Bischoff. Better hope she doesn’t decide to send him after you. You’re screwed.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Kane went on a rampage that night. Earl Hebner, Arn Anderson, Triple H, Goldberg, Steve Austin, and others were laying motionless on the ground as Vince was in Kane’s hands to be chokeslammed. Shane came and pushed Vince out of his arms and away from him, much to Kane’s shock as well as the audience. Both Vince and Shane looked to the entrance ramp hearing a hard yell of anger come from that direction.

The audience popped as I came out, Amy following me at a run. We both went forward to Kane, knocking him off the stage with a flying clothesline that took us both with him. Glenn play-fighted me as Amy grabbed a chair and went to hit him in the face with it. She swung and he moved me to the side so I wouldn’t get hit, but he would in his shoulder. I could hear him bellow as he pushed me away and went after Amy, very angry. Glenn was trying his damnedest not to laugh as he grabbed her around the neck and prepared to chokeslam her.

He didn’t get a chance as I ran and jumped on his back, seizing him around the neck and pulling him backward, off balance and twisting his head to keep him down as crowd of officers came and tried to lock him back up. The camera was in our face as he looked at me as though he was angry.

“I told you to stay out of it. You’ll get hurt!”

“You’re going to kill someone Kane! I wont let you go to jail. You aren’t going to leave me like that.”

“Faith, don’t get...” He started kicking at the officers but Matt and Jeff had come down to check on Amy and several members of the roster were down there with the both of them, trying to hold Kane down. “I’ll hurt you! I don’t want you hurt! Stay away! PLEASE!”

“You wont hurt me. I’ll take care of this by next week. I’ll take care of this. I wont let you get hurt or put away.”

By that time they were picking him up and dragging him back to the paddywagon. There they would unlock him and let him go for the night.

Time to go see if I could get those chains.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I met Glenn back stage as they were unlocking the chains and letting him go. I walked up to the ‘officer in charge’ and smiled sweetly, asking him if I could have the lock and chains. He asked me why.

“Simple positioning. Come on! Please.”

Glenn smiled over at me as they let loose the last chain. “Girl, If you think you’re gonna lock me up youre dead wrong!”

I looked sideways at him and kept my mouth shut, but thought ‘Who said it was you who would be locked up.’

We left, going out a way separate from the others and heading to the hotel. The next morning we were heading home to St. Louis. His Mom and I had an early Christmas Shopping appointment and Vince had me going to get my ‘wedding dress’. I was still a bit leery of this whole wedding angle but Glenn had no problem with it so I went along. Besides this way I would be fully realigned with Kane.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

I was in the kitchen, cleaning up after lunch about two days later when I heard the back door open and Gator and Teke run in, followed by Glenn and his Dad.

“Hi David.” I gave him a hug and looked behind him for Glenn’s mom. “Where’s Catherine, I thought she was coming with you.”

“She’ll be here in a few minutes. She thought it best that you two go shopping alone and wanted to drive herself. Glenn and I have some things to get while you two are in town.” He gave his son a sly look and then bent over to pet the dogs.

I nodded and left them to whatever they were going to do while I ran up to get my bag so Catherine and I could get going when she got here. I heard the dogs barking as I walked down the stairs and saw her car in the driveway. I blew Glenn a kiss as I ran out.

I got in the car, smiling at Catherine. “Hi Mom.” I had taken to calling Catherine ‘Mom’ once she insisted when Glenn and I got back together.

“Hello Dear.” She backed out as she asked where it was I wanted to go shopping.

“I was thinking I’d get Glenn a pocketwatch for Christmas. He said something about wanting one a few weeks ago and he keeps asking me or whoever is around what time it is. What do you think? I was thinking the Jeweler at the Galleria.”

She looked alarmed for a second, and then calmed as she suggested maybe we went to another one she knew of close and I said that was fine.

“And sometime I’m supposed to go and get a wedding dress. Do you mind if we go look for one. Vince’s tab.”

She looked sideways at me while I explained that I was going to marry Kane on-air. She gave a sly smile and asked when Glenn and I were getting married.

“Mom, I’ll tell you truthfully, when he asks I will say yes, but he is not ready for it. I’m not gonna rush him. He hasn’t asked me anyway.”

She just smiled and drove me to a jewelry shop she said a relative of hers owned. We walked in and I was introduced to an older gentleman who said to call him Dan. Apparently he was Catherine’s cousin.

“Well, Lets see, why have you ladies graced my shop today?”

“I was kinda looking for a pocketwatch for Glenn.”

“Ah, Young Glenn would need a pocketwatch. He always asking what time it is, is he?” I nodded. “Come you two, and let’s see what we have.”

He led us over and I saw the one that was perfect immediately. I asked if I could see it and Dan took it from its case and placed it in my hands. The chain was twisted, silver and gold alternating. The watch itself was silver with a gold stag overlaid on the front. Inside the face was gold with silver roman numerals and hands. The Sun and Moon showed in the face and the winding mechanism on top was gold. There were smaller diamonds between the numerals and I knew he would like it. I still asked his mother’s opinion as she stood next to me, looking at it too.

“I think he would like it. He would like it if you gave him a stick, dear.”

I smiled and turned the watch over. The back was textured and I scowled. Dan looked at my expression and asked if I wanted to engrave it.

“I want to but It’s textured here.”

He smiled and took the watch from me and opened the cover. He pointed to the inside of it and smiled. “I can engrave it here if you want. A bit harder but anything for my young cousin’s benefit.”

I almost hugged him and wrote down exactly what I wanted engraved on the inside. I read it out loud to Catherine to see if it sounded right.

“I love you, more than you’ll ever know. Sunshine.”

“Sunshine?”

“He’s called me Sunshine from the very beginning. Before he even knew my name, he labeled me his Sunshine.”

She smiled as I handed the paper to Dan. He looked at it and beamed, putting it in the box with the watch and looked up at us. “Ladies, come back in a week and I shall have it ready.” I shook my head, saying I would be on the road in a week. He looked to Catherine and said he could deliver it to her house when he as done if it was alright. She said it was fine and I paid him for it.

We left, going for the other two big presents I was planning on buying him for Christmas. One I knew I had to order and the other would have to wait until right before Christmas. The ordered one was an overly expensive bottle of cognac he had been looking at when we had last gone to the Galleria. Apparently he liked the bottle. The other would be a thirty-pound box of Chocolates that would keep him busy for about two weeks. That along with enough video games and memory cards to make any gamer drool would be his presents.

Good-bye credit limit.

After we finished our shopping for everyone else, She took me to the nearest David’s Bridal to pick out a gown. She wanted me to get one that I would want to wear to my real wedding and I said no.

“If Glenn asks me to marry him I want it to be special. I want it to be perfect. I’ll get something I look alright in but not what I would wear to my wedding.”

We both looked around for a while, knowing money wasn’t an object since Vince was paying. I finally ended up with a corset-bodice dress that was alright but not even close to what I would pick. I just got it and told them just to get it ready to go. “I gotta wear it in October and Vince will want his people to get it ready.”

Catherine somewhat looked appalled as I threw the dress in the backseat of the car. She asked me what I had against this ‘Kane wedding’. So I told her point blank what I thought as we sat in the car.

“Think about it. I get to stand up there and say the vows to him and it wont mean a damned thing. He’ll say them to me and it wont mean a thing, it’s a show. Plain and simple. I’m going through with it because he has no objections, but I really hate this. I don’t mind that Kane will marry Faith, I mind that it will be the both of us up there and it wont mean anything at all.”

“It will mean something. It means something right now Faith.”

I turned to her, wiping my eyes as she spoke. She had the same look on her face as Glenn did when he knew everything would be fine.

“It means something in that, you hate this storyline, the fact this will be put on display in front of the world. You hate that something that should be between you, Glenn and your families would be tarnished like it is. But yet you would do it because he wanted to. Think about it this way. You are so devoted to my son, that you would do something you absolutely didn’t want to because he felt you should. It means you are that much in love with him that you would do anything, literally anything if you’re having a fake wedding, to make him happy. I know for a fact that you doing this means a lot to him. He loves you more than his own life and would do anything for you. You would do anything for him right?”

I nodded as she put her hand on mine. “You two are meant to be one. And one day it will be real. One day you will get to stand up with him and say to the whole world you will be his forever. And you will say it to Glenn, not Kane. My son will make you his wife. He will do it in his own time, but he will.”

I smiled as she turned the car on, looking back over to me as I wiped my eyes again. I nodded and said I would be patient, but that it was hard. She sympathized, saying Glenn was just like his father, taking his dear sweet time on everything.

She had pulled into our driveway when she said that “Both of em think women have all the patience in the world. And for some strange reason, when it comes to them, we do. Just remember good things come to those who wait.”

“You sound like a ketchup commercial.”

“Pretty good advice from a condiment, dear.”

She helped me unload all the stuff and take it inside. I told her she could leave it in the living room, asking her if she wanted to stay or wanted anything. She looked to the clock and shook her head.

“No, I have to be somewhere in an hour. Could you send David home, if you see him?”

I nodded as she walked out. I started taking everything upstairs to the spare bedroom, except for the wedding dress. I took that to our bedroom and stared at it for a while, thinking. ‘Why do I keep thinking about getting married? We’re practically married anyway, except for the piece of paper.’ I kept trying to rationalize it all but gave up, it was giving me a fucking migraine. I just remembered what his mom had said about patience as I walked over to the dress and decided to try it on again.

I was zipping it up in front of the mirror as Glenn came in, quickly stuffing something into his pocket. I turned to see him pull his hand back out and look at me in awe. He came closer and I asked him to help me with the back. He did and I looked at myself in the mirror he had put up right after I had moved in. I admit the dress did look alright. It would make Vince happy that it was Semi-modest, but made me look like I had Trish Stratus’s cleavage. I hadn’t gotten a veil, figuring Vince and Linda said only a dress. I felt Glenn’s hand on my shoulder and heard him say something under his breath. I turned my head and asked him what he said.

“I said you look beautiful.”

“I wouldn’t pick this for myself. It was something to get quickly.”

He wrapped his arms around me, his head on my left shoulder, kissing my neck. “You’re still beautiful.” He held on to me for a few minutes before backing away to take a better look. He tilted his head at me and moved my hair away from my ears. He smirked and twirled me around. “Hey pretty girl, you know what Vince is gonna make you wear with that don’t you?”

I shook my head and started taking the dress off. “Odds are, with it being Kane getting married, a hell of a lot of Red and black. Wouldn’t be surprised if he dyes the dress red.”

He sat on the bed and unzipped the dress as I stood there, calling me a mind reader. “Vince called right after you left. Linda just went out and bought the ‘engagement ring’. Ruby and Onyx on white gold. She’s gonna give it to you when we get there Monday. I don’t know about them dying the dress.”

I nodded, and slipped out of the gown. I was hanging it back up when I felt Glenn pressed to my back and leaning down over me. He ran his hands up my back, unsnapping my bra and taking it off.

“Mr. Jacobs, What are you doing?”

“Seducing you. Working yet?”

I turned to him and rubbed his arms as he pulled me closer. I pulled away from him, walking to the bed and calling him to me. He came over, ready and willing for anything at that point. I got a wicked idea as he allowed me to strip him. I didn’t know if he’d go for it but at that point, hell, I didn’t know what he’d do if I asked him. He was obviously, um, heated up and might just go for it. All I thought is it would be worth the shot, he’d say no if he didn’t want to.

For the record, I wanted him as Kane.

He was going after my neck when I rolled him over and straddled his hips. Damn he looked good enough to eat. I leaned down to him, blatantly not allowing him to do anything as I held his arms to his sides. I ran my tongue down his body, constantly keeping eye contact and holding his hands down in the process. I stripped him as I worked. He didn’t fight me, just moaned as I ran my way back up his body. I looked him in the eye as I came back up and straddled his ribcage. I could feel his heart beating as I looked down at him, smiling lightly as we watched each other. I moved back so he could sit up a bit and opened my mouth to speak, he stopped me before I could ask him and spoke himself.

“Take Kane.”

I leaned back to sit on his lap as he sat up. He moved back and put his hands on my knees as he did. He averted his eyes and drew small circles on my legs, moving up my thigh to my hip as he did, not looking at me. I put a finger under his chin and leaned him forward to me, asking with my eyes what he wanted. He answered me with his voice, kinda embarrassed by it, but since he had his courage up to ask, he had to go through with it.

“I want you to make love to Kane. Or, me as Kane, whichever.”

Boy, that took a load off me asking him if I could.

“Why?”

“Something different. Kane and Faith will be married on air in a few months. Why not let that part of me have a little fun with you? Kane is a part of me, Faith. I’ve played the part so long it has become part of me, part of my personality sometimes. I want to experience it at least once baby. Please…” He pulled me into a kiss, testing to see what he could get away with.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes. I traced a line down the middle of his chest, running down to where his skin met mine. I looked thoughtful for a second, acting like I was weighing the options. He ran his hands over me as I spoke, “Completely in character?”

He nodded, then asked if I didn’t want to. I shook my head. “I want to, because I was going to ask you to be Kane for a while and take me.”

He flipped me over on the bed and nuzzled my neck, whispering in my ear, at almost a low growl. “You want Kane to make you scream?” I nodded, feeling his hands run down my body, one behind my shoulders, the other to a more favorable area. He laid over to my side, a maniacal glint in his eye as he rubbed the skin of my inner thighs.

“Lover…”

He grinned evilly as he moved closer to what I wanted him to touch so badly. He shook his head, definitely into this. He kissed me, crushing his lips to mine as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He rewarded me by teasing me with his finger, making me moan into his mouth, causing him to bite my tongue lightly. He held it for a minute, sucking on it and flicking the end of his own tongue on it. Oh that one will get him hurt later.

He finally let up his assault on my mouth and turned his attention to my chest, almost drooling as he took them in turn. I moaned his ‘name’ under my breath and he looked up to me, sending one finger into the depths without warning.

“I didn’t say I’d make you moan, girl. Big Kane’s gonna make you scream. You want the big man to make you scream?”

I nodded, completely lost in what he was doing to my body, his hand rubbing my neck and the motion of his finger deep within. I clawed at him, trying to get him inside me. I tried. He pushed me back down, straddling my shoulders and taking his hands away from where they were making me a very happy woman at that point. I let him know about my disappointment as he presented his manhood, leaning over me to send himself down my throat.

“Take it girl. I’ll make you feel so good when I get finished. I want to feel you drink from this big monster baby.” He forced my mouth open and his dick in it before I could even comply. I gave him a warning bite as he slid it down, and I got a hand around a lot of my hair for the trouble. Oh, don’t like that do we?

He had me take him in until he came, hot and thick, straight down my throat. He got off me, kissing me to make sure there was none left and tasting himself on my lips. It apparently turned him on, cause I felt the ‘monster’ getting ready again. He didn’t take care of that instead told me to stand up on the bed. He laid down and smiled as I stood above him. He patted his chin, a clear invitation that I wasn’t going decline. That was the ride of my life. Damn he’s good at that. That man has a wicked tongue.

After I collapsed away from him he waited a bit, telling me how bad he wanted it. He fingered me until I had calmed down and was ready for the real thing. He rolled me onto my stomach and pulled me up onto my hands and knees. He was behind me and getting himself ready. At this point I had no clue what he was going to do or which hole he was going to choose. We had tried anal a few times, and we both liked it, but had said we would ask the other first, the pressure of him almost being too much for me when we did. But being this was Kane, I guess it was no holds barred.

He was back there a minute, apparently deciding on something. After a while I was going to look back when I felt him get off the bed. I turned and he basically ordered me to look forward, he would be right back. So I looked forward until I felt him get back onto the bed. When I tried to look back, he turned me back and said to put my hands on the headrail.

I did, and he leaned over me, clicking cuffs to my wrists, getting one by surprise and the other by force. I tried to pull it way and flip myself over but he grabbed me before I could and had my right wrist chained to the bed. He backed up and let me fight for a minute. I liked being tied but this was ridiculous. He knew I was getting mad, because I tried to send a swift kick back at him.

“Easy, Faith. Don’t fight me or I wont make you scream.” I moved back, moving the bed with me as he smacked my thigh as punishment. “Didn’t I ever tell you I liked a little bondage?” He moved back and let me calm down, leaning on the rail and ready to give in.

Ok, so he’s into kinky shit. Knew that, but come on.

He leaned over me and smiled. “That’s much better.” I felt it get cold as he applied what had to be a half bottle of lube to the lower half of my body. I knew what the lube was for and forced myself to relax. I felt him come up behind me and drop something next to his leg. I thought it had to be the bottle as he moved into my body, a deep guttural sigh coming from both of us as he had his way with me.

“Does Big Kane feel good? You like that? Come on baby… you can take it. Feel me…. Yes…. My bride…. My wife…. Yes… Faith…. Marry me. Marry Kane. Love the monster, love me Faith, take it!” He kept going, stopping only to take a breather a bit later, he was nearly there and didn’t want to let go just yet. He held himself still and bent to where whatever it was he dropped was and picked it up. He took his hands off me and I heard the whirring noise and knew exactly where that was going to go.

He pushed the toy inside me and moved it with his body, simulating the act he was committing with his flesh. He was coming to the brink as was I, my moans getting louder with every movement.

“Kane…”

He leaned down and licking and nipping at my neck and ears as he worked, moving up so I wouldn’t dislocate my shoulder. He whispered in my ear that it would be all right. “You just have to learn how to scream.”

I turned as looked at him through the corner of my eye, lowering my head and moving back in need. I spoke, a begging tone ringing from my throat.

“Kane, make me scream.”

The onslaught was unrelenting. ‘Kane’ was not going to let up until I learned my lesson, how to scream for him. He rode me for all he was worth, barely taking time to release my wrists from the metal restraints. As my hands fell, he pulled the vibrator from me and I leaned back, begging him to touch me, the torture being too much. My whole lower body was starting to burn like it was smoldering. Not just inside though, my skin too. He leaned forward and said I had to scream for him.

“KANE PLEASE! Make the fire stop!”

“I want that fire in you. I want our baby in you. That’s the fire I’ll put in you.”

I rocked my head back, the pain from my skin getting to be too much. I think he could hear the tears in my voice and I took him still, willingly, the pain of the act hurting. I don’t know why it hurt, we had done most of this before and it wasn’t the pain of his taking me, this was something else. The pain I was in was agony, like I was having a hot pins attack me from all sides. He wasn’t going to stop until I screamed for him, but I was screaming, loudly, I felt like he really was burning me.

“GLENN, YOU’RE HURTING ME! STOP! PLEASE!”

He did, abruptly as I fell forward and rode the hard wave he had sent me on. He turned me over, holding on to me to him as I cried out from the pain. It felt as though I had lost my virginity a thousand times over to him the whole time. It hurt that bad. Why wouldn’t it stop burning?

After a minute, the last of the wave was going away. But my skin still burned badly. He rocked me back and forth as I lay there, apologizing over and over for it, apparently not knowing what to do to help me. He pulled me closer and looked into my eyes, running his hand down my side and stopping as he got to the back of my thighs. I moved away from him as he touched me and he looked scared as he stared down my body.

“Oh God, Faith I know why it hurts. I completely fucking forgot.”

I looked down at my hips and legs. An angry rash had taken over where he had lathered the lube on my body. I was having a bad allergic reaction and it looked really horrible, I shut my eyes and cringed as he tried to wipe it off.

“Silicone-based lube. Damn it” He got up from the bed, bringing back a wet sheet to lay over me. “No wonder you said you were on fire.” He went to the adjoining bathroom, coming back with a cold wet rag. He put it on my head to cool me off as he went back to run a cold bath to wash it all off. I sat up as he came back and sat down next to me, rubbing my face and apologizing for getting the wrong thing.

“Glenn, you didn’t get to finish, did you?”

He shook his head and said he didn’t care about it right then, He went to turn off the water and came back, turning to pick me up to clean me off. I wouldn’t let him, instead forcing him back down on me.

“It’ll burn your skin.”

I nodded and forced him down anyway. I must have been in some damn lustful mood that day I if wanted it with all the pain. “I want you. I didn’t get to scream for Kane.”

He did as he was told, since I wouldn’t let go of his dick for anything. Yet, I cried through the whole thing, the pain getting worse. I did my best to block it out. Not long after he started again I did get to scream for him, exactly like he wanted, as he sent me to new heights.

“KANE! OH GOD! HARDER! KAAANNE… PLEASE! MAKE ME YOURS BIG MAN. FUCK ME!”

I think he liked that, maybe not so much like it as he was slightly inspired, the fact he was horny having a lot to do with it. Sometimes, horny takes over from all other emotions. He arched his back into me, thrusting himself as far as he could, swearing something about having a baby again. He collapsed above me, his entire weight on my body, panting. He looked down at my legs as he pulled away, most of my lower body was now covered in an angry looking red mark.

“Glenn?”

“Faith,” He rolled over and laid me next to him, careful as he rubbed my back where I still hurt badly. “I Love you. I love you so much.” He held me closer and I could feel the tears fall as he smiled against my cheek.

“Soon, so damn soon.”

I looked up at him and he smiled, just saying he was thinking out loud, and picking me up for my cold bath to get rid of the burn on my skin.

I want to know what the hell that meant!
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