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A/N #2: OK this is Slash. If you don't know it is MxM pairing. Don't like it or it not your thing feel free to go pick another story. Please REVIEW.)
John Cena leaned against the wall of a dark corridor in an arena with his nose buried inside of a book. It was still early yet, several hours before a live Raw show and there was no one around him. The dimpled face of the WWE had a secret desire, a hidden passion that would have made his PG crowd blush...he was in to BDSM...or so he thought. John had been interested in the lifestyle ever since he saw his very first video on a gay bondage porn website over a year ago but his boyfriend Randy Orton scoffed at the very idea. The Viper always satisfied John in every way yet the dark allure of the leather community called him. He wanted to submit to another man fully. All of his control stripped away leaving him nothing more than a Master's willing slut. He read each word slowly of a book that had caught his eye seeming to be almost a staple in the lifestyle Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns, his blue eyes widening in wonder at what he was learning.
Three men were making their way through the back area of the arena talking quietly among themselves of their recent 'extra' activities. One of them stopped when he had a feeling they were not alone. His head turned looking down the hall seeing one of the faces of the WWE lost in his own world. A faint smirk brushed his dark lips when he stopped a familiar book in the older man's hands. He nudged the other two pointing. The two toned man shook his head no while the shorter haired man rested his head on his fist with a finger tapping his jaw.
The first man nodded & motions the other two to go on without him. As they took off he approached John the faint smirk still to his lips. "Hey John." His deep voice seemed to almost cling the air around John. "I didn't know you had an interest in that sort of thing." The man gave a silent chuckle as he tapped the book lightly.
John jumped, an embarrassed blush tinting his cheeks as he realized he had been found out by a member of the Shield. "I...uh..." He stammered, quickly closing the book and moving it out of sight. "What sort of thing, Roman?" He asked the dark Samoan.
"D/s..." his smirk grew as did the hint twinkle to his eyes in the light of the hall. His tongue ran over his lips to wet them. "Or is it the S/m more your thing? Or is it just an overall curiosity?"
John looked a little confused by Roman's question. "Huh? Uh...what?" He asked, totally lost. His exposure was limited to several hours a week of Bound Gods videos.
Roman fought not to roll his eyes. "Well that answers that one a little." He pursed his lips looking at John. he leaned down to avoid prying ears. "Your book...You more interested into Domination & submission...or Sadomasochism?" Roman stood back up to look back down at John.
"S-submission...and pain?" John almost squeaked out before clearing his throat, mentally berating himself. "I mean...I've been interested for a while now...mostly just watched videos on a site called Bound Gods."
Ramon couldn't help but roll his eyes that time with a shake of his head. "No offence John...you're clueless." He stood back up straighter giving a faint suck of his teeth as he debated telling John to just forget it & walk away.
"Sorry, you asked." John snapped, offended by Roman's body language. "I never claimed to be an expert on the subject. I was just minding my own business reading. Y-You're just like my boyfriend...no one takes what I want seriously!"
Roman's eyes widened slightly hearing John's claim of a boyfriend. He actually took a step back. "Sorry John I didn't know you were already taken." He then gave a faint cough behind his hand. "But if you do have a real interest in what you are reading there." He pursed his lips again as he scratched his jaw. The smirk returning to his lips. "Maybe we can talk."
Some of the fire cooled in John's eyes at Roman's offer. "Okay. Talking should be fine. And I'm very interested...Have been for a while now but with my busy work schedule..." His voice trailed off a little. "And I didn't know who to ask about it." He finished at last.
Roman crossed his arm looking back at John his legs slightly parted to give him a firm base. "I understand...both the schedule & the hard to know who to talk to. I only approached you because I saw you book. Depending on how far you have gotten in it I am sure you see there is a lot more to it then what that site shows you...well unless you are just into the 'weekend playing'." Roman took a look around to make sure they were still alone.
John decided to trust Roman since they appeared to be alone. "I'll level with you, Man. I'm in a committed relationship with Randy Orton. Have been for a while but he never seemed very interested in learning about BDSM. He knows about my semi obsession and tolerates it. I...I enjoy bottoming to him...especially when he is aggressive with me. I just want to see what it would feel like to push that feeling a little more with someone I can trust...maybe a little more pain...less control." He took a breath. "Am I making any sense at all?"
Roman nodded slightly. "You sound more of what some would call a weekender. You may have an interest in some aspects of it..." He gave a faint suck of his teeth again. "Like what you see in those videos, but not a full surrender of control. You can see yourself maybe tied up & toyed with, maybe even a few lashes with a whip to make your flesh tingle. Not much more though?"
"I honestly don't know. I have so many thoughts... fantasies but I don't want to neglect Randy either. I love him and we get so little time together as it is." John thought for a moment. "Yeah I guess it would be more of a time to time play for me...if Randy allows me to indulge at all. I'd never hurt him just to live out my desires." John looked down, his voice dropping almost to a whisper. "I have kind of a fantasy...being restrained and gagged...no way to talk myself out of the situation...while I am used and toyed with...maybe spanked...whatever the Dom wants to do to me."
Roman closed his eyes for just a moment before he opened them again to lean in closer to John, with him sitting Roman seemed even taller almost looming over him. "Tell you want...you get the OK from your boyfriend...maybe we can work something out. But I better not get the Viper on my ass for this." He stood back up & headed back down the hall to give John time to think without him breathing down his neck.
John almost trembled in anticipation from the way Roman had stared at him. He knew he had his work cut out for him to convince his boyfriend to allow him to play. There would be a lot of sucking up to do.
Roman reached The Shield's locker room for the night & walk in. The other members were stretched out in different parts of the room. Dean's head was stuck inside a leather magazine of some kind. Seth looked up from his place where he had been engrossed in his cell phone. "So...how did it go?" He asked a little nervously.
Dean sat the magazine down to listen as Roman moved to take a seat pursing his lips before he spoke. "We...may have a new playmate."
"OOooo" Commented Dean. "Why only a maybe?"
"He has a guy."
"Oh." The dark glee in Dean's tone fading.
Seth looked at his fellow Shield member in confusion. "If he has a guy why would he play with us?" He gave a small laugh. "John doesn't seem much like the kinky type."
"Well he is...at least curious." Roman told them. "But he said his guy has no interest in indulging his curiosity."
"So a weekender."
"Pretty much."
Dean smirked the dark twinkle returning. "I can deal...how is that different from the clubs?"
"Damn." Seth said almost to himself. "Someone like John wanting to play with us." He paused. "Wait...he isn't a Dom?"
Roman shook his head. "No...a bottom & curious over submission & a little pain." Dean was licking his lips over the ideas in his head with the crazy look to his eyes. Roman looked over at him. "Calm your jets Dean!" He told him firmly. "Remember he is new & we don't want to scare him off the first shot we have at him. You figure if he likes it...maybe he will return for repeats."
Dean grumbled with a scowl. "Yes Sir...of course."
A smile broke out on the two toned haired man's face. Seth loved being a Dom but always seemed to end up being the submissive in the group when there was no one else to scratch Roman and Dean's itch. "I love it. Someone else can be on the bottom of the chain for once."
Roman nodded. "Yeah seems he has no desire to learn our side of the coin boys, but don't overwhelm him...I did not mention you two to him yet. Let's see how he reacts, that's if he gets the OK from his partner."
"And what if we are too much for him?" Wondered Dean? Do you get all the fun for yourself? No fair?!"
Roman gave a low growl at actually causes Dean to back down slightly. "I NEVER said I would play fully alone...we will see where it goes."
"Yes...Sir." Dean almost spat out before returning to his magazine.
Seth nodded at Roman's words. "Sounds good, Sir. Guess we'll see soon enough."
"So how much time did you give him to decide?" Dean asked from his seat.
"I didn't once he decided he will come."
"And we will help him cum alright." Dean laughed sounds a lot like a Joker from Batman. Roman just sighed ignoring the bad joke for now.
John returned to the hotel later that night after Raw, hoping he could find a way to bring up the subject of Roman to Randy without hurting him or pissing him off. He used his room key and walked in with butterflies in his stomach. "You in yet, Ran?"
"Yeah...bed." Randy called out stretched out on the bed. He had a warm compress on his right shoulder, dressed in a pair of grey gym shorts.
John walked toward the voice, seeing Randy with the warm towel. "You okay, Babe?"
"Yeah...just the norm." The younger man sighed. "Sometimes I wonder why Hunter brought Dave back."
"Well, I guess it's best for business." John mocked Hunter, going to sit on the edge of the bed. He wondered if now was the best time given Randy's mood. "You looked good out there, Baby. But hell, you always do."
"Thanks Babe...you not half shabby either." Randy lightly joked. "But yeah...Dave never was good a pulling...leaves & goes in to MMA & it's like he forgot ANYTHING about how to pull." Randy moved to sit up. "I could almost swear that power bomb of his hits even harder now.
John winced in sympathy at Randy's words. "Damn, Ran. Hope you feel better." He took a deep breath. "Can we talk about something that happened before the show?"
"Sure..." He moved to try to get comfortable again. Shoot."
John forced himself to stay calm. "You know about my interest in BDSM, Babe. Well, I bought a book about it to try to learn more in my spare time. I was reading it at the arena when Roman saw me...he asked me about it." He paused to try to get a read on Randy's emotions.
Randy sighed with a roll of his eyes. "What happened?" He groaned wondering exactly where John was going with this.
John gulped, feeling the shit was about to hit the fan soon. "It seems Roman is into the lifestyle. He seemed to know a lot. He offered to play with me...let me live out some of my submissive fantasies." He hurried to add the next part. "But I told him I am in a serious relationship with you. That I loved you and would have to ask you first. He said it was cool and to let him know."
A low growl like sound came from Randy's chest. "You know I don't play well with others John."
"I know." John sighed. "I love you, Randy. You know it. We've stuck by each other through a lot of shit. You come first. B-But I want this, Baby. It won't change how I feel about you. I just want this experience with someone I can trust."
"And you really think you can trust him?" Randy wasn't sure if he should be mad or hurt that John was even debating being with another guy. Damn if it was one of the divas maybe he could understand, but this was another guy. One of their co-workers.
"I think so...We're co workers. If he tried something I could report his ass." John gave Randy a timid smile. "At least we know he's clean."
Randy grumbled under his breath. "True...but I still don't like it..." He huffed looking at John. "And where am I in all of this? What about his two buddies? They almost always seem to be at each other's hips."
"I don't know…He never mentioned them." John answered quietly. "And you would be welcome to watch or join in if you want." His voice grew hopeful. "Please, Baby?"
"I still don't like it babe...wh-what if they go to far?" He closed his eyes with a sigh. "What if I don't have the stomach for it...even if you seem to like it." Randy opened his eyes showing the rare look of worry. "I know you like a little pain...just because of some of our matches. That doesn't mean I want to sit by while it happens."
John reached over to take Randy's free hand. "I guess that's what safe words are for? Also, it wouldn't have to be as extreme as the videos I watch. I'm sure they are exaggerated a lot to be entertaining."
Randy nodded squeezing John's hand tight. "OK Babe...if it means that much to you. I...I just don't know if I can watch."
"You mean you would be okay with me going alone?" John asked in surprise. "I don't want any secrets, Ran."
Randy ran his other hand over his mouth & jaw. "Honestly Johnny I don't want you doing it at all...but if it means so much..."
John felt conflicted. He wanted the experience so badly but not at the expense of upsetting his love. "I really want this, Randy. B-But not at the risk of destroying us. Please know... it's not about love, Babe. It's just play."
"It...it won't. Give me time to think it over baby if I go with you or not. If I knew for sure it was just Roman...maybe I would be ok not going. If the others are there with him...no I would not feel right leaving you alone with three people I don't care how trusting you feel they are."
"Maybe I can talk to Roman and find out?" John offered. "Then you can base your decision off that either way." John felt a weight being lifted with the dreaded discussion almost over. He leaned to snuggle close to Randy on the bed. "You know I'm yours, Baby. Always."
"Yeah...maybe more details would help babe." Randy carefully wrapped an arm around John. "And you better believe you are always mine."
John breathed in Randy's scent as he rested against him. "Maybe you can show me later how I'm yours?" He flirted with a teasing tone.
"Yeah later Babe...I promise...Just already took the pain pills Doc gave me." Randy sighed. "You know they make me drowsy."
"Sure, you relax, Ran." John agreed. The two men laid together to get some much-needed down time, John feeling better about the whole situation even if a bit excited.