Title: The Impossible Offer
Author: dreamscarred and candy_belle
Rating: NC-17
Serious Warnings: hardsex, dark, blood, toy play, violence, dub-con, drugs, death, tissues maybe required eventually. I guess thats all the warnings.
Pairing: Randy Orton x John Cena x Cody Rhodes x Evan Bourne
Summary: What happens when John's lonely heart decides to accept the offer Randy left him that faithful night? Sequel to Just like old times
Beta: none all mistakes are our own, so please forgive us for any errors.
Disclaimer: We own nothing but we wish we did.
Archived at : Wrestling Slash Fanfiction Archive
John gazed out at the pool the stars reflecting in the dark water's surface bring his drink to his lips. The loud music and noise of the post pay per view part at Randy's home blaring behind him. He sat on one of the lounge chairs drinking whiskey straight and fiddling with a cigar in the other hand in quiet contemplation.
It had be almost three months since that night with Randy, a night he played over and over in his mind wish it had never ended. He could still close his eyes and smell that scent of liquor, cigarettes, leather and sex, the smell of Randy Orton. He could also remember all the tears he had cried into the pillow Randy's head had been on when he woke up alone again.
John wanted Randy back so badly he was starting to see red every time he saw Randy in the locker room with one of his two boys. The terrible twins that hung off him as if they were super glued to him. John questioned their love for Randy, questioned if it was like his love for the tattooed man unwavering. Yes they had broken up both of them making mistakes but John was ready to push those mistakes behind him and reclaim his Viper no matter what, even if he had no choice but to share him with Cody and Evan.
Setting his drink on the stand John lit the cigar and puffed on it and pulled a crumpled note from his pocket. This note was John's ticket to win Randy back, a way to get his foot in the door. John read it over and over he had it committed to memory and tonight John was ready to accept the Viper's offer.
John's eyes lovingly read Randy's scrawl once more:
iJohn,
Sorry baby I had to go my flight was going to leave in an hour. I know you wanted to wake up before I left but I don't think I could have handled that. I want to make you an offer. Anytime, anyplace, you, me and my boys we'll make it a night to remember.
- Randy
P.S. It will only belong to you. Always./i
John stroked the edge of the note. Over the last few months he must have looked at it thousands of times. Sighing softly he slid the note back into his wallet and leant back on the lounger. He closed his eyes actually grateful for the solitude the deserted pool area was offering. It was a solitude that was suddenly broken by a loud giggle followed by an all too familiar drawl calling, "Aww Angel you know I love the water!"
"No!" came back the slightly less familiar South African accent, "Matt no! I'm not skinny dipping at Orton's party."
"Angel," mewed Matt Hardy as he came into view dragging a playfully reluctant Justin Gabriel behind him."Now I know you love showing that body of yours off. What could be better than you dripping wet...damn I'd bet even Orton would give you a second look…"
"Matt, stop it," protested Justin with kittenish coyness. He ran his hands down Matt's chest then leaning in pressed a kiss to his lips, purring, "Maybe, I just need a little persuading."
"Oh sweetheart you don't...
John gave a loud cough and when Matt spun around he waved at them calling brightly, "Hey guys."
Justin blushed bowing his head while Matt just grinned at John. John grinned back calling, "Why don't I leave you guys to enjoy the pool alone."
He stood up, to all tense and purposes his usual happy jolly self but inside...inside he was dying. The sight of Matt with his young lover tore at his heart reminding him that once again he was totally and utterly alone.
John was probably the only single man at the party as he stepped through the glass doors he saw all the couples together laughing and dancing. No matter what group he went over to he would be the third or fifth wheel.
"Why the long face Johnny," John cringed it was the voice he wanted most of all but he wasn't ready for him yet.
"Nothing," He turned to face Randy who was alone.
"Don't give me that I know you to well," Randy walked closer to John so they could whisper in each other's ears without others hearing them. "Johnny baby, tell me what's wrong," Randy's voice was like velvet and made John weak in the knees.
"I found your note," John whispered bringing a smirk to Randy's lips.
"Anyplace, anywhere, any…" Randy didn't get to finish has Cody came whizzing by grabbing Randy's arm.
"Come on sexy let's dance," Randy gave John an apologetic look as Cody pulled him into the crowd of dancing couples.
"Yeah, anytime," John muttered noticing Randy's other lover Evan standing next to him watching everyone dance.
"Hey John," Evan smiled drinking a vodka cooler. "And no making fun of the cooler," Evan laughed giving John a wink. Randy might have left John alone again but this time at least he had provided some replacement company.
John grinned at the smaller man and deciding to test the waters he murmured,"Those two are really going for it."
"Yeah," grinned Evan watching his two loves dance in the centre of the room the two of them lost in each other's eyes, "They're having eye sex." He gave a little chuckle.
It was a chuckle that John heard but chose to interpret as a sigh. Leaning in he murmured, "Doesn't it hurt? Watching them together? Like that. Watching them just…be so...in..."
Evan frowned and glancing at John, he shrugged replying, "I don't know never really thought of it. I mean earlier when I was slow dancing with Randy Cody was just watching ..."
"You danced with Randy earlier?" asked John his heart sinking again. He'd hoped to find a kindred spirit in Evan another one of Randy's abandoned lovers but it seemed he was out of luck.
"Well yeah," grinned Evan totally blind to John's inner turmoil, "And when Cody and I were dancing together Randy was left on his own." He gave a little giggle adding, "Beside you can't dance as a threesome, you get all tangled up...we tried once..." he started to tell John all about it.
But John wasn't listening instead he was staring out onto the crowded dance area his eyes locked on the one thing he wanted more than anything else in the world. And it was the one thing that continued to elude him.
Randy held Cody close to his body as they moved on the dance floor his hands wandering over Cody's back, his neck, his ass. Randy brushed his lips over Cody's ear letting his tongue snake out for a gentle lick. "Baby you look so intoxicating tonight."
"You don't look so bad yourself," Cody kissed at Randy's neck.
"I need a favor baby, from you and puppy," Randy pulled Cody's hips hard against his rocking their clothed semi hard cocks together drawing a happy noise from Cody. Randy did it again, but it wasn't exactly for Cody or him. It was for John whose eyes he could feel locked on to them, knowing John want the offer.
"Anything for your Randy I'll make sure Evan plays," Cody pout asking for a venomous kiss which the Viper was all too willing to give. Randy laced his fingers in the back of Cody's hair deepening the kiss as their bodies moved to the music.
"I want a foursome," Randy smiled seeing that Cody did not seem overly shocked by the revelation. "You, Me, Evan and," Randy paused for a moment seeing Cody trying to figure out who the four was.
"Who, tell me," Cody asked seeing the somewhat soft look on Randy's face which told him it wasn't someone he wouldn't approve of.
"John."
