(One year post Shield's playground.)
Randy was pacing his and John's suite. He had already downed a shot or two of Jack Daniels. "I'm ready this time...I know I am." He exclaimed
John sat on the bed watching his boyfriend's movements. "No offense, Daddy, but you've said that how many times now? Make sure you're ready."
"I can't keep avoiding it...it's not right to Roman." Randy sighed, hanging his head. "How can get past it if I don't try?"
"Okay, Daddy. If that's what you want." John stood from the bed to pat Randy on the shoulder. "I'm sure Master Roman likes you any way he can have you." He smiled as his hand touched the new sterling necklace gracing his neck, two symbols joined to show the two men who owned him.
"I know, Baby...I just feel it is...cheating him. I don't know what I am scared of. Fuck, it was what...a year now?" Randy asked.
"Yeah, just about." John said thoughtfully. So much had happened in so little time. "If you want to push yourself I'll support you."
"I need to do this, Baby." Randy moved to sit on the bed. "It feel...God, it sounds stupid."
John sat back back down beside Randy. He was dressed in only a loose pair of shorts, his bare chest showing off the necklace made of Polynesian beads with a coiled silver snake in the center. "Talk to me, Daddy. I don't care if you think it sounds stupid."
"I feel...empty...like a piece is missing." The younger man sighed.
John nodded after a moment. "I get that. You have needs..Just like I did when I was looking into becoming a submissive...Needs that as much as I love you I can't fill. Maybe you do need to try it again with Master Roman..for both your sakes."
Randy slowly nodded. "Maybe it's too late tonight though?" Was it really or was it Randy's nerves talking?
John glanced at the time on his phone sitting on the bed. "Daddy, it's only a little after eight. Roman never goes to bed before at least midnight."
"Okay, Baby...okay." Randy pulled out his phone, sending a text to Roman. #I want to see you to try again. Don't know if you need it as bad as I do.# He hit send and then waited.
Roman was stretched out on his bed watching TV when he heard his phone. He tried not to sigh as he read it. Seth was reclining in a nearby chair when he heard Roman's phone go off. "What's up, Sir?" He asked as his brown eyes scanned Twitter on his own phone.
"Randy wants to see me...to try again."
"Oh." The two tone haired man gave a slight chuckle. "Poor guy wants it so bad just doesn't know how to get there." He knew of the multiple times the Viper had tried. "Then you're left with an epic case of blue balls?"
"Well, John always steps in...but it isn't the same." Roman admitted.
Seth nodded knowingly, ever the observant one. "I've noticed the last few months that John seems a little...taken with you."
"I am still unsure about him. He is part of Randy...but if Randy was not part of it, would I feel anything for him? Past that of a friend I mean."
Seth looked concerned for the first time. "Guess that will sort itself out. Seems ever since the mess last year with Randy John looks at you like his hero." He paused. "You'd better text Randy back. He'll wonder what's up."
"Yeah, we will see I guess, and you're right." Roman opened a reply. #How soon?# Hitting send, he waited.
Randy was wondering if Roman was busy when the reply came. "He wants to know how soon, Johnny...wo-would I sounds too eager if I said now?"
"No, I guess not." John looked over at Randy. "If you're both ready I say go for it." Randy nodded before he sent the one word reply and his room number.
Roman almost chuckled reading it. "Well, guess I will be back in a bit." He told Seth as he got up from the bed.
"You get all the fun." Seth teased as he went back to his phone.
"Ha ha...you get a share of the fun most of the time. Like us grabbing John before the Rumble match."
"Yeah, yeah go have fun." Seth waved the Samoan off, laughing.
Roman laughed as he headed out of the room and up to Randy's. Reaching it he knocked on the door waiting. John opened the door and stepped back to allow Roman in. "Come on in, Sir."
"Hey, John." Roman walked past him looking at Randy. "So, you sure this time?"
"Yes." Randy tried not to give a shaky breath.
"Don't hide how you feel, Randy. You forget that doesn't work on me." Randy nodded. "Okay then." Roman moved to remove the shirt he had on, setting it aside. "Anything prepared yet?"
"Um...No." Randy moved to retrieve the small tube of lube he had in his grooming kit.
John moved to sit in a chair to watch but not invade on Randy's time with Roman. "You first, Randy." Roman told him as he kicked off his shoes, but kept the black jeans on. Randy nodded as he went to removed the jeans he was in."Relax...you know I won't hurt you. Also your baby's here. He won't let anything happen to you." Roman slowly spoke the reassurance.
"Right here watching, Daddy." John agreed in a calm voice. "Let Master Roman make you feel good. That's all he wants to do."
"I know." Randy commented, moving to sit on the bed. "How are we going to try...it this time?"
"Well, we will begin by getting you stretched." Roman told him, moving to the bed taking the lube from him. "I am even going to keep my pants on for now. As Johnny said this is about you feeling good and getting comfortable again. So just lay back and relax." Randy did as instructed, sliding back on the bed and laying back. Roman sat on the edge of the bed before he applied some of the lube to his fingers. "Just focus on how good I used to make you feel." He lightly slid his slicked fingers between Randy's cheeks, massaging the tightened hole getting a faint shudder from Randy, but he could tell it was good from how Randy's cock twitched. "That's it, Randy."
John could not resist rubbing his hand lightly over the front of his clothed cock as he watched Roman work his magic. With his high sex drive anything seemed to get him going. Roman slowly pushed the tip of just one finger in, curling the other one back. "I'll start you slow." He told Randy. Randy panted, trying to get used to the feeling of anything entering him again. "That's good. Breathe." The Samoan encouraged.
John just took in the sights and sounds as he lightly massaged his cock through his shorts. The two dominant tattooed men were so sexy together. Roman worked Randy for a little while before he added the second finger to stretch Randy more. At the same time he crooked the fingers to brush Randy' sensitive spot. "Fuck." Randy moaned out, feeling it.
"Good hmm? Remember that feeling, Randy?" Roman asked as he moved his wrist to massage it.
"Damn...ye-yes." Randy panted, his chest heaving.
A soft pant passed John's lips as he heard his Daddy's pleasure. He grasped his clothed cock hard with his left hand, feeling it already thickening. "Strip down, Johnny." Roman ordered him. "He will stay over there, Randy unless you wish him to come over."
"No-not yet." Randy admitted.
"Ready for me though?" Roman asked.
"Ye-yes please."
"Okay, Randy." Roman moved his hand so he could stand from the bed to fully remove his jeans. He wanted no feeling of clothing that would give Randy's mind the impression of it being rushed.
John stood and pulled down his shorts, bending to step out of them as his hard cock was freed. He sat back down in the chair, leaning back with his legs spread as he silently watched the scene. "Feels better that way doesn't it, Johnny?" Roman asked as he climbed back on the bed between Randy's legs. "Now time to help your Daddy feel so good."
"Y-yes, Sir. May I touch myself?" John panted. The last few times Randy had tried John had refrained from jerking himself off in case the Samoan needed to use him for release.
"Yes, Johnny...don't be shy. Let us hear you." Roman told John as he took a hold of Randy's legs to move them. "Look at me, Randy. Focus on my face and your Baby's sounds." Randy slowly nodded. Roman moved one hand to take his cock, easing it between Randy's cheeks, slowly pushing in. Randy drew a deep breath from the difference in size. "That's good...stay focused on me." Roman encouraged him more.
John was more than happy to obey. He gathered a little of the pre-cum glistening on the tip of his manhood, moaning as he used it for slip as he stroked up and down the hard length. Roman took his time, pushing in more and more until he was pressed flush with the smaller man. "Mmmm, fuck I missed this." He admitted as Randy nodded. "Just relax...adjust."
"Feel so...full." Randy moaned, his cock hard and twitching.
"Yeah...that's it." Roman smiled down at the older man.
John's lust darkened eyes hungrily drank in the scene as his hand worked his cock. When it came to his Daddy and Master the older man did not care who topped. It was always erotic as hell. Once Roman felt Randy relax more he slid back some and glided back in, taking his time to let Randy feel every single moment. Randy's moans grew from his own heat as well as that of Roman and John. "Good, Randy. So very good." Roman licked his lips, looking down at him.
"God!" John moaned as he squeezed his aching balls. "You look so good like that, Daddy. So fucking sexy."
"Feels so good, Baby. Fuck, Roman." Randy cried out.
"That's it." The larger man told him, actually taking a hold of Randy's cock, stroking it slowly.
"Oh fuck." Randy moaned, his eyes wanting to drift closed.
"Keep them open...I want to see them." Roman told him and Randy fought to listen. John found it incredibly arousing that Roman wanted to look into Randy's eyes as he took him. He gave another groan, increasing the speed of his slicked hand.
"Fuck...I...I can't ta-take much more." Randy's body shook in arousal.
"Then don't." Roman told him. "Let me feel how heated you are." His own voice was a heated moan. Randy panted as his back almost wanted to arch off the bed as his orgasm began to hit, his cum spraying over Roman's hand and onto his own stomach. "That's it." Roman moaned, actually slowing down.
"No." Randy moaned out.
"What?"
"Fi-finish...want to feel it all." He tried to insist despite his eyes already wanting to close.
Sweat beaded on John's forehead as he felt the delicious heat in him building. He had learned in the year as Roman's submissive to climax with any of the three men's permission. "Please...Master...Daddy...so close!" He moaned out,
cock throbbing.
"Come over here, Johnny...I want you to cum so it mixes with your Daddy's...let him see how hot we make you." Roman ordered as he chased his own climax.
John hurried over to the bed, standing over Randy moaning as his orgasm hit hard with a final stroke, his legs trembling as cum spurted from his twitching cock to coat his Daddy's flat stomach. "Fuck yeah!"
"Good, Johnny." Roman praised before his head went back with almost his trademark growl as his own climax hit. Randy gave a secondary moan at the full feeling, even after Roman finished and pulled out.
"Oh fuck." Randy weakly moaned as his eyes fought closing.
"When you can move, John...grab a cloth to clean Randy. I don't think he is up for a shower right now." Roman told his submissive.
"Of course, Sir." John's eyes were filled with an almost reverence as he looked at his Dom. "Ran needed that."
"I know." Roman said faintly. "I am going to hop in the shower." He made his way toward the bathroom.
"So...dr-drained." Randy groaned.
"It's okay, Daddy. Just relax." John went after a warm wet cloth from the bathroom sink, carrying it back to the bed where he began washing the cum from the younger man's stomach and cock before moving to his ass.
Randy was luckily still awake enough to roll over once John cleaned his stomach to make cleaning his ass easier. Roman washed while some thoughts ran through his head. There was something he wanted to do, but he refrained. He did not want either man to feel uncomfortable. Even a year later he had never kissed Randy again.
John cleaned Randy well before wiping off his own cock and getting rid of the dirty cloth. "You did so good, Daddy." He praised as he sat on the bed.
"Th-thanks, Baby." Roman finished, stepping out he dried off before moving to the room grabbing his clothing. "Ru-running off?" Randy asked as he fought sleep.
"Well...I figure you are ready for bed." Roman told him.
"We...we can..." He yawned faintly. "Ma-make room. Ri-right, Baby?"
"Sure." John smiled, moving so he was laying in front of Randy, leaving the space behind the Viper for Roman. "Come on, Sir."
Roman debated for a moment before shutting the light and taking the offered space. Roman just hoped Seth wasn't waiting up for details. "Night to you both."
"Night, Roman...Johnny." Randy yawned.
John leaned over to kiss Randy softly in the darkness as
he had for years. "Night, Daddy. Love you. Night, Sir."
During the night Randy had shifted. By morning he was now facing Roman, one of his arms draped around the larger man. In his sleep he thought nothing of it as his Baby was a larger build as well. Roman woke, feeling the movement. He ended up just closing his eyes to return to sleep. He felt a faint longing to kiss the older man but still he refrained. Hearing John declaring his love brought joy yet also a pain. Would he ever utter those words? Would they ever be uttered to him?
When Randy shifted John laid against his boyfriend's back now, his head resting on Randy's back as he slept. Randy slept peacefully the rest of the night. He was surrounded, but in a safe way. The alarm went off in the morning. Randy moved instinctively to kiss John good morning as he had for years, not realizing in his sleep he had turned. So instead of his Baby it was Roman's lips he was greeted with.
Roman's eyes opened at the feeling, a warmth filling his body. He took his hand, cupping the back of Randy's head. It took just a moment for Randy to realize it was not the smooth face of John, but the faintly scruffy feeling of Roman. His body was already tingling as his eyes opened. John had woke a little before the two and had been lying quietly when he saw the kiss. Instead of filling him with jealousy as the idea had before the older man found the sight sexy. "You know...that was kind of hot." He gave a chuckle from behind Randy. "Do I get one too?"
Randy seemed to almost blush as Roman released his head so he could move. "You...didn't mind?" Randy asked. He licked his lips from nerves. "It was...shit, I thought it was you, Baby." The words leaving his lips stung Roman, his eyes dropping.
"Maybe I should go." He went to move but Randy quickly grabbed his wrist.
"It felt good though." Randy admitted. "Stay."
"No..it's fine, Daddy." John felt bad for the Samoan. Anyone could see how much he cared for Randy. "I know you love me...it's okay if you like kissing Master Roman too."
"I do Baby...it felt good." Randy said, looking at the Samoan.
Roman tried to relax again. "I think your Baby wants the kiss you thought he was getting before."
"Yeah." Randy moved closer to John, leaning in for a soft kiss to begin with before hooking his hand behind John's head to deepen it.
John gave a soft pant, warmth spreading through him as he let Randy kiss him. He could feel the love from his boyfriend and it made everything with Roman seem okay. Randy slowly broke the kiss with a faint lick of his lips.
"Well, that is one stressful issue out of the way." Roman commented.
"I didn't know it was an issue." John panted as he caught his breath. "I'm sorry, Sir. I only freaked out before because I was confused about your intentions. This past year has shown me a lot."
"I'm glad, John...and I will admit there was times I had wanted to kiss Randy again, but I had no clue for sure how either of you would react. I didn't want to cause any unneeded tension between us just for that one act." Roman told them.
John took a pause and when he spoke again there was sincerity in his voice. "Sir, I love Randy..think a part of me has ever since our OVW days and I always will. But you two share a special bond...you both have gifts and I'm fine with that. Feel free to show affection when it feels right."
"Thank you, Johnny." Roman told him.
"Yeah, Baby..." Randy drew a breath. "I admit I may still be unclear on all my feelings. That felt good though."
"I won't pressure you, Randy. Feelings can take time." Roman admitted. "Hmmm does this mean I am becoming a permanent roommate? What about Seth?"
"I don't know." Randy said. "Three guys in a one bedroom may cause questions we been avoiding. If we get two beds we won't all fit in one."
"Maybe you can make it look like you are rooming with Seth and come over like you did this time?" John offered. "Then if we have a large bed you are welcome to stay the night."
"I am sure he won't mind, but I will talk to him." Roman replied.
John nodded, yawning. "So, are you guys starving? I can order up breakfast."
"Sounds good." Roman told him. "Whatever you are having." Since he knew him and John both followed a high protein diet.
"Western omelet with hash browns and wheat toast, Babe." Randy told John.
"Randy's diet makes me jealous and he still looks like a fitness model." John laughed as he slid out of bed and made his way to the nightstand to look the menu over.
"Oh yeah this from the guy that can eat a dozen donuts on his 'Load Day'. How you don't get sick is beyond me." Randy retorted as he slipped from the bed. "I'm going to grab a quick shower."
"Maybe Master Roman wants to help you...get clean." John winked as he picked up the room phone to place the order.
Randy chuckled faintly. "We know where joint showers tend to lead...and we don't have that sort of time."
"What, you don't think I can control myself?" Roman smirked. "Or you don't think you can control yourself?"
John gave a shudder as he pictured the two men teasing each other in the shower, their tanned bodies wet as they rubbed together in a sensual dance. "Fuck." He gave a shaky breath as he dialed the number.
"Don't start, Babe." Randy headed for the bathroom.
"Darn." Roman pursed his lips then laughed, laying back on the bed.
John chuckled as he ordered the food and hung up, walking to sit on the edge of the bed. "Sorry, Sir. I tried."
"It's fine, John...just glad last night went so well and then this morning."
John gave a naughty smirk to his Master. "Would it be evil for us to play and see how turned on we can get my Daddy in the shower? They said food will be thirty minutes to an hour."
"Yes." Roman told him faintly firmly. "He finally fully opened up. Accidentally working him up is one thing, but to plan to do so. That isn't right."
John's eyes lowered briefly, feeling guilty as what Roman said made sense. "Sorry, Sir. I curse my sex drive at times. If I could have Randy 24\7 I would."
"I understand, John. You need control though. I guess that is partly why you have me. Force that control and structure on you when it is needed."
"Yes, Master. I appreciate your guidance." John leaned over to rest his head on the Samoan's shoulder. "My Daddy could never say no to me...I need it at times."
"And I will try to give it to you fairly."
John sat beside Roman a few long moments. "You know, strange being beside someone who feels as strong as me. Arms I can get lost in." John sighed, a hint of reverence to his voice.
"Yeah...I guess build wise Randy is smaller even if he is taller than you." Roman commented faintly remembering Seth's comments from before. He was not sure how he felt about John past that of a sub and a friend...and his connection to Randy. Then again as he told Randy feelings can't be rushed.
John moved almost reluctantly after a few more minutes. "Well, guess I'd better get dressed." As John went for clothes Roman's phone went off. It was a text from Seth. #Hey what happened to you? Viper swallow you whole?#
Roman moved from the bed to look for his phone. Removing it from his jeans he looked. #Ha ha. Wrong kind of snake, but I was talked into staying. Will talk after breakfast John already ordered.# He hit send. "Just Seth wondering where I vanished to."
Randy came out drying off. "That's better."
John's eyes took in his daddy's wet nude form. "Yes...yes it is."
Randy chuckled as he headed for his suitcase. "Do you ever have an off switch, Baby?"
"If I do not one I ever found." John admitted as he dressed in black cargoes and his John Cena t-shirt. "I would live with your cock inside me if I could..well, then I couldn't wrestle though."
"I wouldn't be able to either." Randy laughed as he pulled out navy blue track pants, throwing them on.
"I saw a video once where a sub's cock was locked in a plastic cage and only his Master had the key." John's eyes widened at the thought. "That would be torture."
"That could be arranged." Roman commented with a smirk. "Also the plastic ones would bypass airport security."
"Fuck." John said lowly, unsure if the idea excited or frightened him. "But with my sex drive I'd lose my mind. I normally jack off at least twice a day if Daddy isn't around."
"Didn't we just have a discussion about control, Johnny?" Roman told him as he finished getting dressed except for his shoes.
"Yes, Sir." John said in a submissive tone. "But what if Daddy wanted to have fun with me and you weren't around?"
"It can be the kind that have the locking tabs that need to be cut to be removed. That would also be better for travel. A key lock could trip a metal detector. Plus may be better for the ring. We both can have some of the tabs. If I see the number changed, then I know the tag was changed. If I have some reason to not believe Randy did it I can just ask him."
John's heart pounded as he sat to put on his shoes. In a way he wished he had never brought it up but the masochist in him was curious to try. "Yes, Sir."
Roman could easily read John's excitement at the idea of being that well controlled. "I will check into one for you soon then."
John gulped, his cock twitching at the thought of being completely at the two men's mercy. "Yes, Sir."
Randy drew a deep breath sitting down. "I need to work with you, Randy, to train you on how to shield yourself."
"Sorry, Daddy." John spoke up, knowing his arousal was getting to Randy.
"I will learn, Baby." Randy assured him.
"Guess I'll be learning too." John joked. "Me and my big mouth. No wonder I love gags. They keep me out of trouble."
Roman laughed. "Oh, you know you like the idea, John."
"Maybe a small part of me.." John was taken off guard as a knock was heard on the door. He went to answer it, tip the delivery guy and bring in the food.
"About time." Randy exclaimed, moving to the table. John handed Randy his food after looking at it then Roman his. He had ordered them a spinach and feta omelet with two ham steaks on the side.
"Smells and looks good, John." Roman told him before he started to dig in.
"Thanks." John began to eat hungrily. "I'm starving."
"Yeah, it did seem to take a while." Randy admitted.
The men ate their breakfast then John cleaned up before glancing at his phone. "Oh shit! I got to run for my interview!" He hurried to kiss Randy goodbye.
Randy returned the kiss. "Have fun, Babe. Getting back before the show or meet you there?"
"Uh..." John remembered all the things he had to do. "I have to do promotions for my K-Mart clothing line so I'll meet you there." He ran to snatch up his hat. "Love you, Big Daddy."
"Okay, Baby...love you too." Randy told him.
About an hour after John left Randy's phone went off and he looked at it, not recognizing the number. He decided to let it go to voicemail.
"Well want to come hang with me and Seth?" Roman offered.
"I should be good thanks." Randy told him.
"Okay...see you soon." Roman headed off, actually carrying his shoes back to his room walking barefoot through the hotel. John made it to his first appointment, enjoying the funny banter with his two interviewers as he was drumming up interest for the upcoming show.
Roman reached his room, taking his key swiping it to enter. He looked to see if Seth was there or in the gym. Seth met him at the door dressed in his workout gear. "Hey, Man. Just getting ready to head out."
"Give me a sec and I'll join you."
"Sure thing." Seth sat down in a chair. "So what was up about last night? Things must have went well."
"Yeah, it did." Roman began to change into sweat pants and a tank top. "Would you mind rooming by yourself at times and just claiming I am still your roommate if anyone asks?"
Seth gave a small laugh. "That good huh? Sure, Sir."
"Yeah...Randy and I kissed again finally...John actually like it."
"Whoa! Really? Wow, that is progress." Seth looked a little surprised.
"Damn, it's been a year, Seth." Roman admitted, getting his sneakers on. "Okay. Let's go." Seth jumped up and the two headed to get in a good workout before the upcoming show.
Randy was sitting in his room when he heard his phone beep. Whoever it was left a message. He went to play it back. As he listened color began to drain from his face. He called back the number left. "Mr. David please...Mr. Orton." He tapped his foot. "Morning, Sir...After the message I received from you I am not doing good. Tell me PLEASE this is a mistake, a joke...It's barely been a year!..." Randy took a deep breath. "Of course I do!...sorry, Sir. When do I need to be there?...I'll put the request in for the time...thank you for the heads up." Randy hung up the phone, managing to get to a seat before his legs wanted to give out. How the hell was Dean already being considered for release?
John put in his long day, hurrying off to the arena when it came time for the show. He figured he would grab food in catering with Randy. Randy was distant most of the rest of the day, even with Roman. He just needed to think. He left for the arena and headed for the locker room to get changed for the show before his trainer check over. Roman and Seth got there before him. Roman wanted to track John down to give him a heads up. Reaching John's assigned room he knocked.
John opened the door wearing his ring gear, his ever present dog tags replacing the necklace for the show. "Hey, come on in." He said, stepping back when he saw it was Roman."I was just getting ready to go track down Randy."
"I'm not sure where he is." Roman walked in. "That's partly what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Oh?"John looked at the younger man. "Is something wrong?"
"Yeah...he won't tell me what though." Roman ran a hand through his hair. "After you left I know he got a phone call. He said he didn't recognize the number so he sent it to voicemail. I left for the day, but when I went to ask if he wanted to ride with Seth and me he was very distant, almost detached. I couldn't get a clear read on him."
"He was fine when I left. Damn, must have been the call." John pulled out his phone and texted Randy. #Hey, where you at? Want to see me before the show?#
It was quite a few minutes before Randy replied. #On way in still running late#
John texted.#Want to meet me in my locker room?# He looked at Roman. "He's still on his way."
"Damn, he normally runs early." Roman commented.
#I guess. Driving so no more txt.# Randy replied.
John frowned as he read the reply. "I asked if he wanted to meet me in my locker room before the show and he said I guess. What the fuck? Normally he's early and rushing to see me."
"Told you something is off. Mind if I sit and wait with you?" Roman asked.
John looked a little concerned as he shook his head no. "Of course not. Have a seat." Roman moved to sit in one of the chair trying to relax even though he looked a little tense. It was about another 15 minutes before there was a knock on the door. John moved to open the door, seeing his lover. "Hey, Ran. Come on in."
Randy still had his bags with him as he entered. "Hey." He paused seeing Roman.
"What? No hello?" Roman asked.
"Hey, Roman." Randy replied.
John walked close to Randy, looking up at him. "Do you want to tell us what's wrong? You seem upset, Daddy."
"Just seems like time passed faster then I thought." Randy looked down. "My lawyer called today...th-the one th-that represented...represented me against Dean."
John put his hand on Randy's shoulder, guiding him to sit down. "So, what did he have to say?" He knew by Randy's face the news was not good.
"I-I need to go...go back to Nevada to give a st-statement to a review board. Th-there is talk of re-releasing him."
"What?" Roman stated. "Whoever is debating that is crazier than they think Dean is."
"I could just not go." Randy faintly commented.
"What the fuck?" John's eyes reflected his boyfriend's fear. "They couldn't have changed him this quickly! This is bullshit."
"I know." Randy admitted.
"If you don't go it will almost seem like you agree and trust their judgment." Roman told him.
"I guess I don't have a choice then." Randy sighed.
"I'll go with you, Daddy. Hunter will give me a few days off." John tried to reassure Randy.
"It's something, Johnny." Randy admitted. "Don't know if you will be able to go with me though."
"Why?" John asked looking confused.
"I don't know how these things work. As far as I know it is me, my lawyer and the review board. I don't know if I need to see Dean or not while I am there."
"Fuck." John closed his eyes with a sigh. "Find out and let me know."
"Want me to see if I can work the time off?" Roman asked.
"Three of the top guys not making the same shows? Hunter will have a bitch fit." Randy pointed out.
"So you want to go alone?" John opened his eyes, looking worried. "It's all up to you, Daddy. If you need me just know I'm there."
Randy sighed. "I can always call from the road before I go and when I am done I guess."
John nodded. "I don't like you having to go alone but I am Champ right now. Maybe..you want Master Roman to go?"
"We don't know where he will be career wise in a couple months. I need to let Hunter know as soon as I can that I need the time." Randy answered.
"Yeah, Hunter may wonder why Randy wishes me to go along besides my past connection to Dean." Roman pointed out.
John sighed. "Okay, Ran. I don't like it but okay...wait, a few months?"
"Yeah...The review is in about two months. They are talking about an eighteen month release."
John just shook his head. "I hate this." He glanced over at his phone. "Fuck, show starts soon."
"Fuck...I am so going to get chewed out. Can I just change here and see if I can hit the trainer before my match?" Randy exclaimed.
"Sure, go ahead." John stood to do a few stretches. "Seems Seth is coming out to kick my ass tonight."
Randy set his bags up off to a different side. "He loves playing the bad boy." He laughed as he changed.
"Yeah and I get to come out and try to rearrange his face." Roman laughed.
John laughed. "My hero. Always coming to my rescue to pound Seth."
Roman laughed lightly. "Well, I guess I better head back to my room for now. Catch you guys later." Roman got up, heading for the door.
"Thanks...for the concern." Randy called out.
"Of course."
John watched Randy and tried not to worry. "Be careful out there tonight. Accidents happen in the ring when you're distracted."
"I know...sorry, Johnny." Randy sighed. "Don't even have time to get my full stretches in."
"It's not your fault." John tried to smile at the Viper. "Maybe we'll grab a bite with Roman after the show and relax? Seth too if Roman doesn't pound him too much." He laughed.
"Sounds good. I may need a good massage after the show. I have Henry to tangle with tonight. Those damn slams."
John cringed, picturing Randy tossed around by the big wrestler. "Fuck, tell him to go easy on you."
"We can hope so." Randy commented as he finished getting ready. "Well, guess I am off to the trainer. See you after the matches."
"Kiss for luck?" John puckered his lips, trying to lighten the mood.
"You are so lucky you have a private room...Champ." Randy walked closer to give John a good kiss then swatted his ass before walking out.