HELLO MY LITTLE KITTENS! Now I'm not going to post this chapter until YamixYuugiLover updates 'Love bites' so I don't know when this will get to you. My reasoning behind it is because she said that she needed some motivation to finish the next chapter so I gave her some. Cruel I know but I REALLY want to see what happens next in LB. Sure this may not make any sense to you but it doesn't have to. THERE WILL BE SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER! So when I actually get this up…..yeah. Oh and YaYu I hope you don't mind that I named this chapter after one of your Cenamus fics! ENJOY!
Chapter 4: Daring confessions of the Heart
Stephen ran away from town as fast as he could, a million things running through his mind.
"John just tried to kiss me! Why didn't that bother me? I mean yeah I felt my heart flutter when he asked me to dance but...why did I kiss him on the cheek? I mean I like him and all but..."
Stephen shook his head and ran faster, eventually making it back to the estate and quickly climbing up to his room making it seem like he never left. Due to the late time he had no time to get some extra sleep, not that he needed it with his pumping adrenaline. He just hoped that this day would go by as normally as possible so that he could talk to John about...well, everything.
Luckily for our favorite red-head Dolph and Punk were in town all day shopping for what they were going to wear to the ball so Stephen had no problem with finishing all of his chores without worry. He was able to finish all his work by four in the afternoon so as soon as he was done he went back up to his room and plopped down onto his bed, falling asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
As soon as he felt his eyes close they opened again, only he was standing in a field that had dark yellow-green grass and a dark grey sky.
"Oh...I must be dreaming."
He felt the wind pick up and stumbled a little by it's fierce power. He turned his head to where the wind was coming from and now saw himself surrounded by tree's as if he was in the woods. In the distance he saw a large house. He couldn't make out the color of the house but it was darkened, as if something evil lurked there. Stephen looked around only to see the woods thicken.
"Should I go to that house? I mean...sure it looks harmless but I have a bad feeling about this."
He felt the wind pick up again, only it was coming from behind him as if it was trying to push him towards the house.
"Well...it looks like I don't have much of a choice."
So he began walking in the direction of the house, even though his gut was screaming at him to run the other way. He had to climb over large tree roots along the way but that didn't bother him much. But there was something he noticed...something weird. It was almost as if when he took a step forward the house moved forward as well. Soon enough he found himself on the porch of this strange house. He pondered whether or not if he should knock on the door, it seemed like no one lived here but at the same time it seemed like he felt some sort of presence, several actually. But just as he was about to knock the door slowly creaked open, revealing a dark hallway. Stephen gulped a little and stepped in, jumping a little when the door closed behind him.
He looked back at the closed door for a moment before looking forward again. The hallway he was standing in looked like it was completely made of grey wood and shadows seemed to dance along the corners and walls. He felt a tiny shiver of fear when he heard what sounded like someone whispering, but it seemed to be coming from underneath him. Was someone in the basement? He looked down to the floor and gasped by what he saw. His feet were transparent! At first Stephen thought that he was just hallucinating but when he looked at his hands he saw that they were transparent also, in fact his whole body was transparent as if he was a ghost.
He felt a shadow fall over him and looked up, letting out a yelp of surprise as he saw a cloaked figure standing in front of him. From what he could tell the figure in front of him was a woman, but he couldn't see the woman's face because it was masked in darkness. But even though he couldn't see the woman's face, there was something slightly familiar about her. He was about to say something when the cloaked woman raised a finger to where one assumed to be her mouth and shushed him before pointing down at the floor. At first Stephen was confused but then he heard more whisperes come from the floor, only this time louder and more frantic.
The cloaked woman held her hand out to Stephen and beckoned him to come to her. At first Stephen hesitated, could he really trust this person? There was something familiar about her but...something just seemed to be a little off. But in the end he decided that he didn't have much of a choice. If he wanted to leave this place he would have to play this game. So he nodded and was about to walk towards her when she began descending into the floor. He was about to say something but froze when he felt himself descending as well. He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them he found himself in the darkened room of a damp basement. He looked over to the doorway on his right and saw the cloaked woman there, once again beckoning him to come.
He gulped a little before complying, slowly making his way over to her. But as soon as he was within a few inches of her she vanished. Stephen looked around surprised before he heard a small cry come from down the new hallway and turned his head towards where it came from. He didn't move until he heard another cry for help, in which he was able to decipher exactly that it was coming from his left. He ran down the hall into another room, only it was lit by the little sunlight coming through a small window facing west. In the room he saw four shadowed figures. One was chained to the wall and the other three were standing over him facing each other, as if they were arguing. Then one of the three shadowed figures slapped the chained shadowed figure across the face. But that wasn't the strange part, the strange part was that Stephen actually felt the slap himself and it actually knocked his head to the side. He rubbed his cheek astonished and looked back to the shadowed figures, but something had changed.
The shadowed figure that was chained to the wall was no longer a shadow, but a solid person. But not just any person...it was him! Stephen's eyes became wide and he gasped, backing up a little at seeing himself. The other him looked up at the three shadowed figures, his eyes filled with anger and even...a little fear? Actually come to think about it there was something off about his other self, like something had changed. Not emotionally...but more so physically. One of the shadowed figures was about to kick his other self in the gut but his other self screamed and curled into a ball. Just then Stephen himself felt pain explode in his gut, causing him to double over on the ground and hold his stomach.
"What...is this?"
The world around him changed and when he laid on his back he saw that he was outside again in the field, and standing over him was the cloaked woman. It almost seemed like she was looking at him with pity and before it all went black she said "You scratch my back I'll scratch yours." in a soft voice.
Stephen's eyes snapped open and he shot up from his laying position on his bed panting. The pain in his stomach had stopped and he looked around, he was back in his room. He sighed in relief and wiped his forehand, now realizing that he was sweating.
"That was a weird dream..." Stephen thought to himself. "...what does it mean? Who was that girl? Who were those people and why did they have me there? Also..."
Stephen rested a hand on his stomach area and rubbed it a little. "What was that pain? I've never felt anything like that before..."
He sighed again and ran a hand over his face. "Well I hope that was just a weird dream, but something inside me can't help but feel that it was some kind of omen..."
He was brought out of his thoughts by a tapping on his window. He looked over and saw that it was night time and figured that the tapping might be his friend the bird. He narrowed his eyes at the window, he didn't see a bird, not even an animal. Then he heard the tapping sound again, only this time it was very brief.
"What the hell?" Stephen said under his breath as he made his way over to the window.
When he got closer he heard someone whistling, but it didn't sound like a bird, it sounded like...a person. He waited for another tap before opening his window and looking down only to be shocked. Standing outside his window was the one and only John, whistling and getting ready to throw another pebble when he saw Stephen and paused. They stared at each other (Stephen being shocked) before Stephen shook his head and looked closer at John, wondering if he was actually there before speaking.
"John...is that you? What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Stephen whispered loud enough so that John could hear him.
John dropped the pebbles he was holding before gesturing behind him to Checkmate, who was standing not too far behind him. "Checkmate showed me the way and I really need to talk to you. Can I come up?"
Stephen looked over at Checkmate for a moment before looking back at John. The last thing he needed was having John in the house where anyone could come in and find him, plus he wasn't sure how John would react to his living conditions.
"No you can't come up, but I'll come down." Stephen whispered to John.
John gave him a nod and Stephen told him to wait a moment before turning back into his room. Stephen checked to see if his door was locked before he took out his homemade rope and tying it to his bed post before throwing it down out his window. John backed up a little when he saw the rope come down and watched Stephen climb down with ease, as if he's done this many times before. As soon as Stephen's feet his the ground he sighed and stretched, not noticing John's eyes spark with interest as he did. He turned to John and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"You wanted to talk to me, fella?" Stephen said, a little curious to why John was staring at him like that.
John blinked and snapped out of his temporary daze and shook his head a little to possibly shake his thoughts. "Yeah...but not here."
John turned and walked towards Checkmate, Stephen following him. John hoisted himself up onto Checkmate and then offered a hand to Stephen. Stephen stared at it for a moment before taking it, letting out a yelp of surprise as he was pulled up onto the horse and seated right behind John. John chuckled a little and turned back to Stephen.
"Hold on tight, this horse can go pretty fast when he wants to." John said with a small smirk playing on his face.
Stephen nodded and slowly wrapped his arms around John, both of them fighting the urge to blush at the contact. Once John felt that Stephen was well situated he signaled for Checkmate to run by patting his neck. As soon as Checkmate got the word he took off towards town. Stephen held onto John a little tighter, a little frightened by the sudden fast movement. John couldn't help but smile, half from the pride that came from his horse and the other from the happy feeling he got from Stephen holding onto him like that. Honestly he half hoped that the ride would never end, but alas Checkmate was indeed a fast horse so they got to their destination in no time. When they came to a stop Stephen let his grip on John fall as he looked up at the some-what large building they were next to. He recognized this building...it was an inn just on the outer rim of town. It wasn't as popular as the ones farther into town, but it looked nice enough. But really Stephen wouldn't know, he's never been in it.
He felt John move and saw John slide down off of Checkmate, once again offering Stephen a hand. Stephen took it and jumped off of Checkmate, but when his feet hit the ground he stumbled a little but John caught him. He quickly stood firmly on his own two feet and let go of John's hand, trying not to notice the small spark of disappointment in John's eyes as he did.
"So...this is where we're gonna talk, fella?" Stephen asked, looking at the inn.
John nodded. "Yeah...not outside of course, but inside the actual inn."
John walked towards the entrance with Stephen following close behind him. They walked right past the front desk and up the stairs that lead to the rooms. The inn seemed almost empty except for a few travelers so it was mostly quiet and even a little dark. They both walked to the second to top floor and John stopped at a door, taking out a key and unlocking it. He held the door open for Stephen and gestured for him to go in first. Stephen complied and walked in, taking a few seconds to take in his surroundings. The room was small but bigger than his own. In the far left corner was a small table with three chairs around it and the wood floor had a large red and yellow rug on it. Right next to him was a queen sized bed with two throw pillows and a dark red comforter. He heard the door close behind him and turned towards John. John gestured for him to sit on the bed and they both did, only they sat a good distance away from each other. They were both nervous, but John was as nervous as fuck.
He had been thinking about Stephen all day and about what happened between them the night before. Now because of that he had realized that he had fallen in love with Stephen. At first he thought it was ridiculous but then he realized that it must have been destiny. He once heard from a visitor in the palace that when we are born we are connected to someone by a red string, that red string represents that those two people are destined to be lovers, a lot like soul mates. The string could get tangled and matted up, but it would never be broken. John thought that maybe, just maybe, that he and Stephen might be attached to each other by a red string. But he couldn't be sure.
John cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um...about yesterday," John began "...I guess I have some explaining to do."
Stephen nodded and looked at John, waiting.
John looked at Stephen and gulped a little before continuing. "I've done a lot of thinking and...well...I wasn't sure exactly what was going on in my mind until earlier today. I guess I should tell you that I think about you all the time and whenever I'm conscious of it I get this warm feeling in my chest. Now before I tell you something that will probably affect our relationship on a huge level I should tell you that...my last name is Cena."
Stephen's eyes widened. If John's last name was Cena then...that meant...that he was...royalty. John looked at Stephen's shocked face with a sad smile. "Yep, I'm the prince. Now you might be wondering why I'm here instead of being inside the palace being waited on hand and foot. Well my answer is...I don't like it. It may seem nice but over time it gets really dull and even annoying at times, so I began sneaking out to explore...though the farthest I've been is to your house. Which reminds me..."
John turned to face Stephen fully, now with a raised eyebrow. "From what I could tell from the outside is that your room is in the attic. That looked like a pretty nice house and you don't look like you're part of the lower class...so is it OK if I ask what's up?"
Stephen looked at John even more shocked than before. How could John have figured out that much already? Sure he wasn't just any servant but any normal person would have just let it be! Then again...John wasn't just any normal person. He was kind, compassionate, handsome, and everything someone would want in another person. Perhaps that's why at that moment Stephen realized that he had fallen in love with John Cena, the prince. The thought actually scared him a little. He had never felt this kind of love for anyone other than his parents, but there was something much different about this love. He felt himself begin to panic a little too. He never had let anyone into his world of loss and pain and had even done his best to hide it, and now that his plan had failed he didn't know what to do. He felt himself begin to shake a little and he bit his lip and screwed his eyes shut to stop himself from crying. He felt John put a hand on his shoulder but he shook it off and curled into himself, facing away from John.
"Stephen...what's wrong?" He heard John ask in a soft voice.
Stephen didn't know why...but he felt something inside him snap and he felt anger and hurt over take. "What's wrong with me?! I'll tell you what's wrong with me! After my mother died I've spent the rest of my fucking life under the fucking boot and the fucking bastard she married just because she was sick!"
Stephen gripped his hair as if he wanted to pull it out as he felt tears begin to form in his eyes, but he kept his eyes closed to prevent them from flowing. "That fucking bastard has had that damn vice grip on me just so he can get my fucking money! He forces me to scrub the floors and kiss his sons arses or he'll never show me the fucking will my mother left for me! I've tried to look for it but when I was caught that fucking bastard would lock me up in my fucking room with nothing!"
Stephen felt himself go slightly limp and he opened his eyes, feeling tears begin to flow down his cheeks as he spoke in a softer and much more broken voice. "Do you know what that's like? Do you know what it's like to know that the last person who loved you is gone and that you'll never have a future? It's been like for that for about as long as I can remember."
Stephen sighed a little, not bothering to wipe away the tears from his face. "Look...you're obviously higher up than me, and now that you know I won't blame you if you decide to get up and..."
He was cut off by John turning him around and pulling Stephen into a tight embrace. Stephen stiffened at the touch at first until John spoke.
"I'm so sorry about what you've gone through...I really am. I wish I could do something to change it, but you can't change the past. But there's something that you should know...there's another person in this world who loves you."
Stephen took in a slow breath as a some-what gasp before relaxing into the embrace, returning it as well. John backed up a little and they gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before John leaned in and closed the gap between them with a kiss. At first it was soft and innocent but it quickly grew more passionate as John poured all of his emotions into that kiss. Stephen felt John's tongue slide across his bottom lip asking for entrance. Stephen opened his mouth and moaned as he felt John's tongue slide into his mouth. John quickly became addicted to the sweet and exotic taste Stephen had as he ravished that mouth before he felt Stephen's tongue push against his. John smirked a little as they engaged in a battle for dominance, ending when they felt as if their lungs were about to burst. They separated from each other panting and staring at each other. John smiled at Stephen and gave him another long kiss before he moved to get up. He stopped himself when he felt a hand grip the fabric of his shirt. He looked down at Stephen with a confused expression to see the red-head gripping at his shirt but also looking down with a blush on his face.
"Hey John..." Stephen whispered.
"What is it?"
Stephen took in a shaky breath and gripped John's shirt even more. "When you said that someone loved me...you meant that it was you...right?"
John nodded. "Yes, I love you Stephen."
Stephen was silent for a moment before looking up at John with almost a bold expression on his face. "Then show me."
At first John was unsure by what exactly Stephen meant but when he looked into the other's intense eyes he figured it out. Stephen wanted John to love him...as in make love to him. John looked at Stephen shocked for a moment. Sure John had (regrettingly) done it before but he knew that this time it would be much different. This was a person that he was truly madly deeply in love with. But when he saw Stephen's face fall even a little he made his decision, and pounced. He knocked Stephen back onto the bed and began kissing him with all the passion he could muster. Stephen kissed him back and wrapped his arms around John's neck, moaning as he felt John rest himself between his legs. He had never done this before, so he was a little scared. but deep down he knew that John would try to be gentle with him because John didn't want to hurt Stephen at all, even though what they were about to do would cause Stephen a little pain.
John quickly discarded Stephen's shirt and separated from him to pull it over his head and tossed it across the room. John propped himself up on his hands to gaze at Stephen's bare chest before leaning down and began sucking on Stephen's collar bone. Stephen moaned at the action and gripped at John's shirt again. John smirked and kissed the mark he had made before kissing his way back up to Stephen's lips, giving him another long kiss before taking off his own shirt and tossing it across the room as well. As John kissed him Stephen ran his hands down John's toned chest and abs, loving how he felt John shiver as he continued to touch him. Stephen jumped a little when he felt John's hands at the waistband of his pants. John stopped kissing him for a moment and looked down at Stephen seriously.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" John asked, whispering in the dark.
Stephen took in a shaky breath before nodding. John nodded in return, lowering his head to Stephen's neck. "If you want to stop just tell me."
At first John slowly began pushing Stephen's pants down, but when he heard Stephen moan and even buck a little he wasted no time in ridding Stephen of his pants and boxers. Stephen gasped at the sudden cold he felt when John finally took off all of his cloths, but felt his face heat up at the way John was looking at him. John looked up and down Stephen captivated by his naked form, from his bare chest down to his hips and thighs. The best part was that it was all his. That thought made John even harder than he already was just looking at Stephen. He looked up to Stephen's face and chuckled at the blush he had on his face. John reach his hand over and caressed Stephen's face, giving him a quick kiss.
"You're beautiful you know..." John whispered, making Stephen blush even more.
Stephen heard a drawer open and what sounded like a bottle popping open. John was squeezing out some lubricant onto his fingers, and Stephen knew exactly what it was for. John positioned his fingers at Stephen's entrance and looked up at him.
"Are you ready? This might hurt at first."
Stephen took a deep breath before nodding, preparing himself for what was to come. He jumped when he felt cool slick fingers trace his entrance and push into him. He screwed his eyes shut and cringed at the pain he felt from the intruders. John slid his fingers inside Stephen a little more before he kept them still so that Stephen could adjust to the feeling as he softly kissed him to ease the pain. Once he saw Stephen's face relax he moved the first finger around a little before adding a second and third, doing a scissoring motion to stretch out the tight cavern.
"So he really is a virgin..." John thought to himself. "I wonder what it'll fee like when I'm inside."
He blushed at the thought and and began licking and nipping at Stephen's neck, looking for his sensitive spots that would make him go wild. He licked at a particular spot and hears Stephen moan the loudest. He smirked and began sucking and biting down on that spot, his smirk growing wider as he felt Stephen squirm as he made another deep love bite. Once he decided that Stephen was prepared enough he slid his fingers out of Stephen. John took off his pants and boxers and wrapped Stephen's legs around his waist. He gazed into Stephen's eyes, looking for any possible objection. When he saw none he nodded, silently letting Stephen that he was going to enter him. He saw a hint of fear in Stephen's eyes, but knew that was just natural as he slowly pushed himself into Stephen's tight entrance. Stephen immediately tightened around John, gripping at his shoulders at the weird feeling. John completely sheathed himself into Stephen before pausing, once again letting Stephen get used to the feeling, kissing him and whispering comforting words to possibly help. John took both of Stephen's hands into his and entwined their fingers together, still kissing him sweetly.
"Just relax..." John whispered.
Stephen did what John had instructed him to do and did his best to relax his muscles, immediately feeling a difference. As soon as Stephen nodded to John letting him know that he was ready John began to move inside of Stephen. At first it was still a little painful but over enough time the pain turned into pleasure for both of them. John tried his best to take it slowly but he soon became lost inside of Stephen, gradually going faster. He wasn't exactly sure how long Stephen would last seeing how this was his first time but the way Stephen moaned and squirmed underneath him was making him begin to feel the end in his gut. But he was determined to make Stephen come before he did, so each time he thrust inside of Stephen he re-aimed himself, trying to find that sweet spot that he knew would make Stephen scream his name.
He thrust in again and he felt Stephen tighten around him as he cried out. John smirked and re-positioned himself so that he would only hit that spot. Sure enough he had Stephen panting and squirming even more and moaning his name. John knew that Stephen was close as well as he was so he slammed into Stephen with all his might. He felt Stephen tighten around him even more and heard him scream his name as he came all over their stomachs. John felt himself come and moaned as he released his seed deep inside Stephen, collapsing onto Stephen panting. Neither of them moved for several minutes until John pulled out of Stephen and reached for his shirt, wiping Stephen's cum off of both of them before pulling the comforter out from underneath them. He wrapped them both up with the comforter and held Stephen close, taking the opportunity to stroke Stephen's hair. They didn't say anything because they didn't need to, snuggling up into each other's warmth as they fell asleep.
Oh God how did I do on the sex scene? This is my second time writing smut so please be gentle with the reviews! Sorry for the sudden rating change but a certain some *coughYaYucough* gave me a certain idea. Oh thank you YaYu for the feed back on the sex scene and I hope that this was satisfying! I can't wait for some of that LB smut...please? *puppy dog eyes* Reviews are love!
Love and yaoi
~ladyknights104
