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Characters: Alicia Fox and Randy Orton

Summary: When a trip to the trainers' room, turns into something more…

Alicia knew that from the botched move, everything was going downhill from here. It wasn't her shoulder this time, it was her calf. She thinks she pulled a muscle, but it could be much more complicated. It hurt with every pace towards the trainers' room. Some of her friends asked to help her, but she stubbornly declined. Panting became more and more present through the hallway. Finally, Alicia reached the doorknob and hell begun.

Randy Orton never got hurt, or felt unsure. Right now he did. The match from Sheamus knocked the wind out of him. His breath became uneven and his collarbone was killing him. Randy's eyes expressed everything. They were the steely blue-gray eyes that everyone got mesmerized by. Walking was a different story, though; Randy limped like an old person with a broken back. Snickers were filled throughout the hallway, and the last thing Randy wanted to be was the talk of everyone's gossip. The doorknob was firm in his hand and he twisted it roughly, and sighed the minute he laid on eyes on her.

Alicia was in deep thought with her eyes closed, when the devil opened the door. He limped to the stretcher next to her, with no choice. There were only two stretchers in the way too small room. She hated Randy with a passion, for a really stupid reason. Alicia was due to travel with Beth and Natalya. Since Beth and Natalya paid for gas last time, it was her turn. The price turned out to be fifty dollars just to fill thirteen gallons for the rental car. The gas attendant said that cash was mandatory, and Alicia cursed under her breath. She had piles of credit cards, but no cash. A tattooed, muscled arm came above her shoulder and laid three bills; 2 twenties and 1 ten.

Alicia quickly grabbed the bills and turned around to meet the Legend Killer's surprised stare. Randy told her to keep them, and she refused. Alicia returned back to the car to ask for some money. When she returned, the attendant told her that Randy paid for it. Alicia thought that Randy made her feel like she couldn't even afford to live, or worse. Ever since that, Alicia's been acting like a bitch towards him.

Randy had no idea what her problem was. He was doing the gentlemanly thing, buying gas for her. She took it the wrong way, he guessed, but anyway he still paid for it. Whenever they encounter each other, Alicia acts as if he committed the world's worst crime. For once, the strikes she counters actually sting. Randy knew he wasn't going to sit there and act like nothing happened after the way she's been bitching.

"Why are you even here?" Alicia said venom lacing in every word.

Randy shot his head towards her "My collarbone hurts why does that bother you?"

Alicia rolled her eyes, and Randy's patience was really ticking.

"You know what, Alicia? I don't get your problem with me. You seriously need an attitude check, damn it! Every time you see me you go and bitch and it's getting annoying. Grow up." Randy's roared, emitting a growl from him.

"Whoa, calm down grandpa. I'm not the one limping as if I broke my back." Alicia argued back.

"So what? At least I can be mature about something, unlike you?" Randy yelled.

Alicia crossed her legs and swayed her scarlet hair to one side. "What drugs are you taking, Randy? Just face it. I never liked you, and I will never like you."

"Big deal, I already have enough friends. It's not like I need another one who's a bitch." He grumbled.

Randy stood up and paced the room in front of Alicia. The fucking doctor was taking forever to get here. He was getting tired of waiting with the world's biggest bitch. Randy suddenly stopped and glared at Alicia. He caught the little smirk that was playing on her lips, and he wanted to wipe it off.

"You're a pain in the ass." Randy said under his breath, hoping it would go unnoticed.

Sadly, it didn't. "You're a dick."

"You know, I never thought I would call a woman this, but in your case I do. You're a cunt." He knew that was a low blow, but he didn't give a fuck.

Alicia gasped, shocked by the sting of his words. "Wow, Randy, just wow. You think that's going to faze me? Well it's not. All you ever do is sleep around with ring rats and get drunk."

Randy took a huge step forward, getting right into her face. "How dare you? Who do you think you are? Stop the bullshit."

Alicia never stood down from a challenge or a threat. Randy didn't scare her, the least bit; all he did was frustrating her. But for once, she was speechless. His closeness was actually intimidating her. No one ever intimidated her, no one. "You're so full of yourself."

Randy leaned in and captured her lips with his. The passion was obvious and in short seconds, the kiss started at slow motion into the lips being sealed forever. Alicia lay down on the stretcher waiting for Randy to get situated. Randy attacked her neck like a hungry tiger on the prowl. Alicia's half moans were getting louder and they really weren't in the mood to get caught.

"Sshhhh, alright? Be quiet. We don't want to get caught." Randy whispered into her hair.

She nodded and held onto his tattooed shoulders begging for more. No one ever made her feel nervous like him. Randy was impressed that she didn't whine that he was too heavy, with him being two hundred and forty five pounds. She straddled him and kissed every inch of his body, starting from his pecks to his chiseled abs. Alicia removed the Orton trunks with ease. A tent was formed and she looked up at him.

Alicia grabbed a hold of his length and blew on the head. She felt him shudder under her hold and she smirked. Alicia took him in her mouth, and his moans got louder. His eyes were fully closed in bliss, yearning for more. Randy knew he was reaching his breaking point and a feeling over washed him. Alicia licked the last of it cleaning up.

Randy took a deep breath of relief feeling the pain in his collarbone subside. Alicia lay down beside him and no words were spoken.

"Where does this go?" Alicia asked turning her head toward Randy.

"To the shower, so I can get you dirty again." Randy got up and carried Alicia bridal style."

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