Title: Forever
Part 4
Author: SlasheR
Rating: NC-17
Warnings(in no particular order): M/M, Rape, Graphic Sex, Violence, BDSM,Angst
Characters: Matt Hardy, Christian, Gangrel, Edge, and Jeff Hardy Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wrestlers, and none of this ever happened. I'm sure that in real life, Gangrel is very nice.

Part 5

*THWACK*

*THWACK*

*THWACK*

The paddle cracked down repeatedly across the sore, red ass. Christian no longer knew how long it had been, how many hours he'd been chained to the bed. Long enough that now he only heard the paddle...he couldn't feel it anymore. Not that he was complaining.

The paddle stopped after eternity. There was silence for a moment, and Christian had time to prepare himself for what he knew was coming.

He bit down hard on the pillow as Gangrel rammed into him dry, sending a blinding wave of pain shot throught him. Before Gangrel, Christian had never been on the bottom. Now it was a nightly ritual, and Christian knew he never could be. There was too much pain attached to the idea of penetration.

Gangrel got himself off, then pulled out the whip, relentlessly beating on Christian's back for another eternity.

He finally looked at the clock, and knew that Edge would be back soon. He stopped whipping, and unchained the battered man from the bed. Christian crawled to the bathroom, too stiff to walk. He heard his brother entering, and pulled on his clothes.

He left the bathroom and crept out as quietly as possible. He checked his pocket for Matt's room number--514. He was a little confused. The 5th floor was where all the big suites with balconies were, rooms that contained all the big-name main-eventers. How the Hell did Matt swing a room up there?? Even Gangrel didn't get a 5th floor room, and he had a lot of clout up at Titan Towers.

All the way up, Christian kept getting weird stares on the elevator. It was only two floors up, but with all the stares, it seemed like forever. Christian hated to be conspicuous.

Maybe that was why Gangrel had taken him over so completely...he had promised anonymity.

He finally found Matt's room, knocking tentatively on the door. It swung open, and Matt motioned him in. Christian looked around in awe.

"How the Hell'd you guys swing this room??"

"Umm...Shane-O owed me and Jeff for some...uhh...*favors*..." Matt looked down, his face a little red, and realization dawned.

"Ohhh...okay, *favors*. Gotcha. So...where can I sleep?"

"Umm...right in here" Matt led the way into a plush bedroom. "This is my bed...I can share a bed with Jeff tonight."

"Ok...and Matt? Thanks a lot...I can't explain what's going on right now, but maybe someday..."

"Yeah, I understand" Matt left the bedroom.

Christian sighed. That was all he wanted...someone who understood.