A/N: After watching Raw this past Monday, I just had to write this. I know that I have other projects to work on, but I just couldn't help myself. It was begging to be written, so I did. This story contains slash (m/m to be precise), master-slave stuff, and, perhaps, bondage. This will probably be a multi-chaptered story instead of a one-shot. R&R. Enjoy!
Setting You Free
"Don't you see, John?"
John groaned as he felt Glenn pound into him hard and rough. Feeling the larger man tower over him and fucking him from behind was absolutely amazing. It wasn't a secret that John loved men who were larger than he was. Mark Calaway. Dave Batista. And, to an extent, Randy Orton. Although that had been when John had first started wrestling and he had been desperate. Randy was a few inches taller than him, but leaner and that's what John had a problem with. He liked big, muscular men.
That's what drew him to Glenn. Glenn was big, frightening to some of the wrestlers on the roster, and a mystery to a lot of people. John had been feeling his seductive pull for a while, but only acknowledged it when Glenn approached him after the last Monday Night Raw of last year. As Kane, Glenn had given him a glorified speech about hatred and about setting John free. After the show, when they were alone in the locker room, Glenn confronted him about it, giving him the same speech more or less. But the tone of his voice, that low grumble that had told John right off the bat that the older man was definitely not kidding, made him listen intently. While he continued to speak, Glenn managed to corner John and John felt his heart racing, pounding hard and fast in his ears, but his fear turned him on.
There were so many things that Glenn could do to him. So many torturous, exciting, wonderful things…
And Glenn knew about John's obsession with men larger than himself. After all, John was with Mark for a little while. So, needless to say, Glenn wasn't surprised when he looked down and saw the bulge in John's shorts. With a smirk, he grabbed hold of the younger man and slammed him against the wall. John knew that he was going to have a few bruises when all was said and done, but he didn't care. Not one damn bit. All he cared about was Glenn's body covering his and his thick cock fucking him rough and raw and with enough force that John's head slammed into the wall repeatedly. Had he not been so damn turned on it would have been a painful experience.
"Let me help you, John. Let me set you free."
There first time together had been amazing, even by John's expectations. Of course, that shouldn't have surprised him, but it did. He enjoyed himself though. Actually, scratch that; he had had one hell of an awesome time and he was spent once they had finished. Panting and sweating, John collapsed onto the floor and Glenn pulled him up, wrapping him in his muscular arms.
"You're mine, John. Mine to do with whatever I please. I'm your master; you listen to me and no one else, got it?"
John simply nodded and smiled tiredly when Glenn kissed him hard and rough. Then, they made their way to the showers and cleaned themselves before leaving for the hotel where most of the roster was staying at.
That had been a few months ago, back in December. It was April now and everything had changed. John's entire world had erupted and had been conquered by one dictator, one who wasn't going to let him go no matter what. And John was fine with that. He really was. Having a master, being Glenn's slave, was something that John never thought would happen to him, but he was glad it had because he loved it. Being dominated by the larger man was something John continued to crave and need and want ever since their first encounter.
He supposed that he should thank Creative for coming up with the current storyline, the one in which John is a heel and is following Kane's orders to the t. Had it not been for Creative, his relationship with Glenn would have never happened. Although, there was no way to tell if it would have or not, but John knew that he wouldn't have confronted Glenn on his own. Mark was less frightening than Glenn, and that was saying something. However, it was Glenn who had confronted him and who had forced him to his knees. Literally.
Which was how they got to this point in time, with Glenn fucking John in their hotel room. Feeling the older man's thick, meaty cock inside of him, hitting his prostate and sending his senses into overdrive, was pure heaven to John. His hands claws at the sheets and he cried out in blissful passion and pain. Pain and passion came hand in hand whenever Glenn was involved and John loved every second of it. One of Glenn's large hands was wrapped around his dick, stroking it in a hard grip that brought just as much pleasure and pain as being fucked by the man. They were both reaching their peaks, but John didn't want it to end. He didn't want any of it to end.
"Let me free you, John. Together, we'll be free."
With one last stroke, with one last thrust, John came all over the sheets. Glenn followed him a few seconds later, coming deep inside the younger man. The feel of Glenn coming inside of him made John moan loudly and he collapsed on the bed, panting and sweating from their latest excursion. Pulling out of him, Glenn fell onto the bed beside him and pulled John into a one armed, possessive hug. This was the part that John loved the most. More than the sex, more than the master-slave portion, and more than the bondage and the roughness. Glenn, although a beast and a monster when he wanted to be both in and outside of the ring, always managed to show John that he genuinely cared for the younger man. John was a cuddler; he loved to cuddle even without the sex beforehand. Hell, John was just a touchy-feely person in general. So, whenever Glenn showed him any kind of affection, be it gentle or aggressive, it was a sign to John that the larger man cared for him.
"You still need to learn to let go, John. To embrace your hatred and anger and to let go. I'll help you get there, John. I will set you free." John nodded and yawned.
Glenn had been even more determined about 'setting John free' these past few weeks than ever before. Of course, that probably had something to do with Randy. It was obvious to everyone on the roster that Randy still had a thing for John, but John had firmly told him that he just wanted to remain friends. At first, he thought that Randy had understood that and had been okay with that. But lately… Lately, it was as though Randy was purposefully trying to get John into trouble with Glenn. Whenever Glenn would catch Randy even talking to John, the older man would punish him, and not the good kind of punishment that John enjoyed. According to John, Glenn needed to learn his place, which was beneath his master. But John already knew his place and he wanted to stay there.
As long as he was with Glenn, he didn't care who said what about their relationship or how he was treated. John liked being Glenn's slave, he liked being possessive and owned, and he wanted it to stay that way. Hopefully, it would.
A/N: In this story, Randy hasn't been injured. Just wanted to make a note of that.
