Story Title: Boys Will Be Boys
Story Type: Slash
Characters: Randy Orton, Ted DiBiase
Pairings: Randy/Teddy
Rating: Let's go with NC-17 just to be on the safe side
Disclaimer: Not mine...they belong to themselves and Vince. And if they were mine they would have no need for clothes. Or to ever leave the bedroom.
Warnings: Slash, Language, Darkness
A/N: Alright, this one was a huge surprise to me. I never ship Randy and Teddy together; to me it's having two alpha's fighting over who gets to top all the time. I've read good fics with Randy and Teddy but I could never write it. Until now. Apparently, Randy and Cody came to an agreement, and Cody lent Teddy to him. I wonder what Randy bribed Cody with; probably a new mirror. Anyway, this story is definitely a one shot.
A/N2: I decided that I'm going to post all my short fics -200 words or less- under one story with each one being a different chapter; that's only on , btw. Here on livejournal, I'm just going to post it like normal.
A/N3: Hmm, Teddy just told me he never, ever, EVER wants to be shipped with anyone except for Cody. In fact he just dragged Cody into a dark corner and curled himself around Cody, whimpering. It's really strange 'cause Randy's in a great mood. *narrows eyes* Note to self: Don't let Randy play with anyone unsupervised. Here's the story, hope you like it 'cause Teddy is probably traumatized for life, so yeah, no more of these.
Randy leaned against the building, smoking a cigarette. An amused smile crossed his lips as he watched his boy flirt with a girl outside the club. Randy knew Teddy loved him but sometimes he wanted things Randy couldn't give him.
Teddy walked down the street, steering the girl toward a dark alley. Randy could hear him assuring the girl that his car was parked there to avoid traffic. She really was a girl, Randy thought. Blondie hair, blue eyes and she barely came up to Teddy's chest.
Teddy looked over his shoulder and smiled at Randy before looking back down at the girl at his side.
Randy watched indulgently as Teddy followed her into the alley. The knife glinted briefly as he switched it from his left hand to his right. Dropping his left arm along her shoulders, Teddy laughed down at the girl as they stepped into the dark alley.
Randy's last vision of his boy as he goes into the alley is the last smile Teddy shoots Randy over his shoulder and the knife he lifted up as the darkness swallowed them up.
Randy relaxed against the building, patiently waiting for Teddy to finish up. Yes, Randy knew his boy loved, but, sometimes, he needed his play time.