A/N: So this is my first slash sex scene. I think it's pretty good but i could be wrong. So read and review!

Pairing: Miz/Randy (Raniz?)

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! If I did, I can promise you I wouldn't be here writing this stuff.

Hate That I Love You

[Rihanna:]
That's how much I love you
That's how much I need you
And I can't stand you
Must everything you do make me wanna smile
Can I not like you for awhile? (No...)

Randy sat in his locker room, watching his lover's match. Not boyfriend. Not fiance. Not husband. They weren't in a relationship. Just sex. Always just sex. As he watched the match, his lover lsoing to Lawler, he knew Mike would be pissed. He'd want to just pound into Randy, fuck him sensless. But he also knew his lover woudn't because not only did he love to be dominated, he knew when Randy won, it would be agony for him. Thinking about this, they're... whatever they're in, he thought about his feeling, his true feeling, for the younger male. He knew he needed him. He knew he loved him. And he hated it. He couldn't stand how Mike made him feel. Everything Mike did did things to Randy. Either made him smile (or at least want to) or sent shivers down his spine and feeling straight to his cock. And everytime, he thought, 'Why can't I not like you, even for just a minute?'

[Ne-Yo:]
But you won't let me
You upset me girl
And then you kiss my lips
All of a sudden I forget (that I was upset)
Can't remember what you did

Mike's match finished and Randy knew he was making his way backstage to put on some sweats, a hoodie, grab his stuff and take Randy back to the hotel. Randy smirked when Mike barged in, not bothering to knock. Mike scowled even more when he caught Randy's smug face, pissing him off even more. He walked up to Randy and said: "What the hell are you so mirking at?" Randy's reply was a kiss. Mike instantly melted, dropping his stuff and wrapping his arms around Randy's neck. Randy's hands went to his hips, playing with the waistband of his sweats and Mike forgot why he was mad. They pulled apart, their need for air becoming dominant over their passion. "Let's get out of here," Mike breathed. Randy nodded. The picked up their stuff and went to the hotel.

[Rihanna:]
But I hate it...
You know exactly what to do
So that I can't stay mad at you
For too long that's wrong
[Ne-Yo:]
But I hate it...
You know exactly how to touch
So that I don't want to fuss.. and fight no more
Said I despise that I adore you

They got to the hotel, practically falling out of the car and booking it into the hotel. They were both pissed. They were both horny. They both wanted to attack each other, screaming each other's name and feeling the euphoria they only felt when together. They got to their room after what seemed to be an hour-long elevator ride. Once, in the room, the door locked, they dropped their stuff and lunged at each other, their mouths crashing in a teeth-shattering, lip-bruising kiss. They hastily removed each other's clothing, making a trail to the bed. They fell onto the bed, Mike straddling Randy's waist, their erections rubbing together, making them both moan.

[Rihanna:]
And I hate how much I love you boy (yeah...)
I can't stand how much I need you (I need you...)
And I hate how much I love you boy (oh whoa..)
But I just can't let you go
And I hate that I love you so (oh..)

"Randy," Mike moaned. "I need you in me. NOW." Randy groaned at the feelings Mike sent through him. Randy's fingers went to Mike's hole but Mike stopped him.

"In me. NOW," he repeated. Randy complied, flipping their postions so he was hovering over Mike in between his legs. He slowly entered Mike, groaning at the hot tightness. He tried not to plunge balls deep into Mike, not wanting to hurt him. When he was finally in to the hilt, balls resting against Mike's ass, he waited for Mike to adjust. When Mike pushed down on him, Randy slowly pulled out before slamming in, trying to find his hotspot. He hit it dead on. Mike cried out in pleasure.

[Ne-Yo:]
You completely know the power that you have
The only one makes me laugh

Randy repeated the action, and again, Mike cried out in pleasure. After a few more thrusts, Mike was getting agitated at the slow speed.

"Randy, just fucking fuck me already. I need it," Mike let slip, mentally slapping himself. He saw the smirk on Randy's face. The one that said Randy knew the power he had over Mike. And Mike absolutely hated it. Randy picked up the pace, and Mike moaned at the intense pleasure.

[Rihanna:]
Said it's not fair
How you take advantage of the fact
That I... love you beyond the reason why
And it just ain't right

Everytime Randy thrust into him, he hit Mike's hotspot, making Mike cry out in pleasure, instead of just moaning. Mike felt that familiar coiling of heat in his stomach and groin.

"Randy," Mike moaned. "God... so close." Randy started to pump Mike's cock in time with his thrusts. He leaned over Mike, Biting his neck as he, too, felt the heat coiling in his groin. The mixed sensations of pain and pleasure sent Mike over the edge. "Holy fuckin' shit, Randy," Mike screamed, string of pearly, whire cum shooting out of his cock. The sound of Mike's slutty moans/screams and the sensations of his already tight ass becoming tight, practically suffocating his cock, made him come white, hot, sticky cum, filling Mike to the brim.

[Ne-Yo:]
And I hate how much I love you girl
I can't stand how much I need you (yeah..)
And I hate how much I love you girl
But I just can't let you go
But I hate that I love you so

Randy pulled out, laying down next to Mike, letting his body come down from its euphoric high.

"Damn," Mike said, coming down from his own high. Randy smirked. Mike looked at him, slightly scowling at the look on Randy's face. He hated how much he loved Randy, now much he needed him, needed this, but he just can't let him go. Because of that need. The sex was just too good, too sensual, too... awesome to give up.

[Both:]
One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me
And your kiss won't make me weak
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you'll probably always have a spell on me...
[Ne-Yo:]
Yeah... Oh...

Randy and Mike were thinking the same thing, just laying there in each other's arms, looking at the ceiling or the floor or somewhere but each other. That maybe, one day, they'd both be able to stop, to have a real relationship with someone. That they won't give in to each other with just one kiss. But they both knew that that probly woudn't happen. They knew each other so well. Each knew what the other liked. They'll probly be in this til the end. Probly longer.

[Rihanna:]
That's how much I love you (as much as I need you)
That's how much I need you (oh..)
That's how much I love you (oh..)
As much as I need you
And I hate that I love you so
And I hate how much I love you boy
I can't stand how much I need you (can't stand how much I need you)
And I hate how much I love you boy
But I just can't let you go (but I just can't let you go no..)
And I hate that I love you so

Yes, they both knew they were in it til the end. As much as they hated the love, the feelings they got from each other and shared together, they weren't gonna let it go.

"I hate you," Randy said.

Mike smirked. "I love you too."

And I hate that I love you so.. so...

A/N: So? What'd you think? Good? Bad? So/so? Review and let me know!

Should I do a sequel? Maybe? Let me know!

Also, I'm more than willing to take requests for songfics or regular fics. If you want me to do one for you, review it and I'll let you know if I do. Do not, and I repeat DO NOT, ask for Sheamus or BigShow. There are others, but I don't feel like naming them all. But anyways! Review! Now Im off to physical therapy. Wish me luck!