Ya know, I thought since I started off with sex scenes almost right away in the other stories; why not carry it out into this one? So there is some smut down near the end of the chapter.
I also know I got the artist in the last chapter wrong. It was Godsmack not Saliva. xD I was listening to I Stand Alone when I was writing it but then it switched over to Hunt You Down by Saliva, so I got confused. Thanks Leah for pointing it out!
Warning: The views expressed in this story are not the views of the author or the WWE. Viewer Discretion is Advised. I do not own anyone but Kayley Michaels.
I Love The Way You Lie – Eminem featuring Rihanna.
"It's the face that's the culprit, controls ya both,
so they say it's best to go your seperate ways.
Guess that they don't know ya,
cause today that was yesterday.
Yesterday is over, it's a different day.
Sound like broken records playin' over
but you promised her, next time you'll show restraint.
You don't get another chance
life is no Nintendo game."
April 8, 2010
Hilton Head
Indianapolis, Indiana
8:25 PM
Of course, John and I stuck together most of the time, watching out for Randy and any tricks he might be up to. I had told John, like always, what was going on with between The Viper and I. John had told me, millions of times, that I knew what the snake was when I picked it up and now I can't complain at the sting of its venom. Randy's venom was slowly killing me, its sting was painful but I knew it was just about to get worse.
I would slowly turn into the Viperess. I didn't know if that was an actual word or if it was a real snake, which it probably wasn't, but that was what I was becoming. I was not proud of it but it would have to make due. I would need to embrace it and see where it takes me, though I hope I don't become Randy in female form. I was scared of that.
"Stop worrying," John sighed, leaning back on the bed. "He's not going to get close enough to hurt you."
I rolled my eyes, sighing heavily before falling into bed with him. "I should have never kicked Randy in the jaw that day."
John scoffed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his right side. "You did though, now you have to face the music. There are many people in this business that won't let Randy hurt you. You just have to promise me that you will tell me about everything that happens, if you don't I won't be able to help you."
I looked up at him before looking back down at his shirt covered chest. "I always tell you, eventually."
"Eventually." He laughed.
I pushed his face the other way, smiling at him. "You know I trust you with my life, John."
"I know." He nodded. "I trust you with mine. I'd take a bullet for you babe."
"As I would do for you." I said smiling brightly at him.
He smiled back a pecked my lips before getting up and getting changed for the night. We wouldn't be going anywhere, so we didn't see the point of staying dressed. I stripped out of my jeans, shoes, socks, and shirt, sitting back on the bed and watching the TV. John came out of the bathroom in just boxers but he had a camera.
"Smile!" He yelled before taking a picture.
I laughed and flipped him off. "Stop."
He sat next to me, pulling me close so we could take a picture together. I was well aware that I was in my undergarments but I trusted John enough that he wouldn't show these pictures to anyone. He laughed as he stuck his tongue out for the next photo. I giggled and kissed his cheek as he pressed the button.
"We are such losers." John said looking through the photo album of the camera.
"Yeah but we fit so well together."
"True dat." He said. I shook my head at his slang. Of course, sometimes he retreated to his early days in the WWE or WWF at the time. Though he was mostly hated during those times, I was still his biggest fan and I probably always will be. Being his best friend and him being mine, we supported each other no matter what. "Maybe we should get some sleep…or if you want, I know something that will keep us up."
I rolled my eyes. "I need to head down to the gym before I retire for the night. I need to work on cardio."
"I can give you a cardio workout right here."
I laughed, smiling at my best friend in the whole entire world. "Not tonight."
"Damn it."
"Shut up."
We were silent for a moment but it was uncomfortable as we watched the TV. "Maybe we should head down to Florida on our next day off. We can hang around Tampa."
I smiled at him. I had always loved being at John's house in Tampa, Florida. It was so beautiful and the fans didn't bother us like they used to at Randy's house in St. Louis. "I would love that."
"Then it's a date. This Saturday we spend the day in Florida." He smiled at me. "Imagine what we can do with a house by ourselves."
I rolled my eyes.
1:03 AM
Hilton Head
I walked back from the vending machine down the hall since I had woken up craving a Sprite. I was in my night clothes, not seeing the point of changing into regular clothes just to walk down the hall. If there were fans on the floor, they deserved to see me in shorts and a tank top.
"I don't think you need any more soda. You're gaining a few pounds."
I growled and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, because 140 calories is really going to make a difference right now."
Randy leaned against the wall, watching me as I took a sip from the can. "You never know. Maybe you should go back on that 'special diet' like you did when you were 18."
I looked at him, sadness soaking into my eyes. "You said you'd never speak about that."
"Maybe you'll get the idea that I have a lot of dirt on you."
"I have dirt on you." I put my hand on my hip. "You had sex with me when I was 17. You're a pedophile."
His eyes turned hard and cold. "You consented."
"I was still underage." I said. I walked closer to him, raising my eyebrow. "I wouldn't fuck with me."
"You wouldn't."
"I would, Orton. Don't test me."
He got off the wall, standing up straight in front of me. "You were 17 and we both wanted it."
"You were 23, you should have been responsible and not take a child up on their offer."
He sighed deeply, running his hand over his face. "You're not a child anymore."
"No, I'm not."
He smiled, pushing me against the opposite wall, making me drop my can of Sprite. I grunted as he kissed me, his lips covered in his venom. He pressed his body against mine, rubbing his covered chest against my own. I couldn't help but hold him to me, his heat sinking into my skin. I moaned into his mouth, making his venomous tongue slide into my mouth. I curled my fingers around his shirt, clinging to it.
"I want you." Randy told me once he broke away. "I want you now."
I didn't have time to respond because he opened the door behind me and pushed me in. I wasn't able to look around at the room but I knew, by his beautiful smell, that it was Randy's own room. His actions were so frantic, that we were pushing the coffee machine and all of his things that he had laid out on the dresser, onto the floor.
I was lifted up onto the now clean dresser surface with Randy standing between my legs. I moaned as he grinded his hips against my own, my heart racing. His lips caressed mine, his hands running up my sides, taking my tank top with them. I moaned loudly as his rough hands squeezed my breasts, flicking his thumb over my nipples making them harden instantly.
Our skin shades matched perfectly together, though I wasn't nearly as dark as he was. I was tan like John. I shook John out of my head; I would have to deal with him later. I was thrown onto Randy's bed once he had gotten me fully naked. I bit my lip and watched him strip in front of me. His perfect abs lead down to his perfect hips. He was perfect in every way but he was also so venomous.
I swallowed thickly as I stared down at the size of him. He was huge, bigger than what I remembered. I wondered if he would still fit inside me, I hoped for it. I wanted Randy just as much as he wanted me.
"Ten inches, baby," Randy grinned devilishly. "All for you."
He crawled over me, positioning himself on top of me and between my legs. His blue eyes piercing mine and all I could do was stare up into them. They weren't cold, for once, they seemed warm and inviting. Maybe it was because I was clouded with lust at the moment.
He brought his lips down to mine again and I forgot everything I was thinking about. His tongue invaded my mouth immediately and started dueling with mine in a dance older than time itself, making me weaker and weaker with each second that passed. His lips left mine to start trailing my neck, licking, sucking, and biting. He was making me feel amazing, how can someone, who I carry such distaste for, make me feel so free? Only John did that.
The taste of Randy, the very scent of him...was so addictive to me. He was my drug and I needed rehab desperately. His erection was throbbing against my thigh, making me shiver with anticipation.
He leaned forward, pulling his lips away from mine to stare into my eyes as he prepared to make me his. That first urgent thrust was intense, making my back arch and my grip tighten on his shoulders, his tattooed arms wrapping around me. My breasts were pressed tightly against his chest as he slowly moved inside me, his hips rocking back and forth.
"You belong to me." he whispered. "Forever." He pulled my leg up against his hip. "Your body, soul, everything is mine."
"Everything," I answered, wrapping my legs around him, pushing him deeper into me.
"Goddamn it," he moaned, throwing his head back as he pushed his hips back and forth.
A smile crept onto my face as I pulled him closer to me. "Make love to me, Randy."
If he refused, I would have died. He just moved his hips in a beautiful rhythm, making me melt into him.
He moved slowly at first, so I could feel the size difference between him and John. He was trying to implant that into my mind, trying to make me realize that he was bigger than John in almost every way. It only took a few thrusts for me to completely lose my head. He kept sinking deeper and deeper into me, one of his hands on the headboard to give him more leverage. He felt so big, so good sliding into me. I could feel every vein, every twitch, every throb that his muscle made, and suddenly, it wasn't enough. I wanted everything he ahd to offer. I ground my hips, taking more of him in. He seemed to sense what I needed because he stopped being so slow and gentle with my body. He thrust into me harder and faster, making me feel so good that I couldn't help but scream out as my walls clenched around him, squeezing him tightly.
Randy let out a loud, animalistic growl and thrust into me a few more times, and I felt his hot seed flowing into me. I looked up into his face and saw the pure ecstasy on it. I didn't want to let him go for anything. I wanted him to stay inside me.
He leaned down and kissed me again, his lips molding against mine making the perfect match. His hands ran down my body, letting goose bumps form with his soft touches. He pulled out of me and lay down. His arms pulled me to him, making them lock around my body in a predatory manner.
"Mine."
The Viper and the Viperess.
I just love the way he lies to me.
