DISCLAIMER: As much as it breaks my heart to admit it, I do not own anyone or anything connected to Vince McMahon and his awesomeness. I can only claim property rights of OC.

Hello again, my dearest. I'm absolutely delighted that you decided to join us on this very special night. No, don't look at me that way. I know what you're thinking; that you've been invited as an after thought. You're thinking this is merely a consolation prize. I can wholeheartedly assure you that is not the case. I'm ever a woman of my word. Tonight, I intend on making good on a promise I'm sure you remember. You may not have won the poker game but I'm sure you'll find your reward just as sweet.

Randy squinted into the semi-darkness of the foyer. Once again he tried to make out the features of the Mistress only to be disappointed. She stood on the far side of the room where the shadows were the thickest. The milky light was not enough to allow him to make out her delicate features. Biting back a small sigh, Randy's gaze moved to the glittering tree standing in the center of the room. It had to be at least 9 feet tall and Randy couldn't being to guess the width. Hundreds of glittering white lights twinkled. Tucked into the thick green branches were expensive frosted glass ornaments in shades of gold and silver. In all his days he'd never seen such a lavishly decorated tree.

"You may pick any key off the tree." The Mistress voice floated to him.

Without glancing in her direction, Randy's gray eyes moved over the tree. As he stepped closer, the realized that some of the ornaments resembled delicate butterflies. Others resembled what he could only describe as fairys. He silently studied the tree, quickly discarding various ribbons. The instant his gaze found the key adorned with a sheer red ribbon, he knew it was for him. With impatient fingers, he reached above his head and plucked the key from the tree.

"Very well, then. I do hope you enjoy your evening." The Mistress said before disappearing into the shadows cast by the staircase. Randy watched as the previously unseen Laurent stepped forward.

"Will you be so kind as to show me your selection?" Laurent asked.

Randy held out his hand, the key lying across his broad palm. He saw recognition flicker in Laurent's eyes as he looked at the red ribbon.

"Wonderful choice, sire. Please, follow me." Laurent bowed slightly before moving toward the staircase. He waited patiently as Randy gave the tree one last lingering look.

Shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket, Randy followed Laurent up the staircase. They stayed to the right and Randy couldn't help but smile. He'd heard whispers of what went on under the watchful gaze of the ceiling cherubs. After much prying and cajoling, he had finally pried a small bit of information from Evan. It had only whet his appetite to know what delights had awaited him.

Laurent paused at the top of the stairs then turned to address Randy.

"I'm sure you need no instruction, Master Orton." Laurent's voice held a hint of amusement.

It was common knowledge that Randy was quite the frequent visitor. The delights found at the Mansion were too much for him to resist. That small fact was not lost on the Mistress, who had recently commented on the very same thing. She took it as a sign that she was providing exactly what her clients were looking for.

Randy's lips quirked in a half smile as he took the key. He wrapped the sheer red ribbon around his forefinger. "Yeah, I think I can handle this."

Laurent laughed softly as he turned back toward the stairs. The sound stayed with Randy as Laurent disappeared out of sight. Once he'd lost sight of the other man, Randy turned to survey his surroundings. It was every bit as elegant as he'd been told. The frescoes painted on the ceiling reminded him of his trips to Italy. The work was incredibly detailed and impressive. Randy took a moment to admire the angelic cherubs playfully peaking out of the clouds. The expression their faces made Randy wonder why they smiled. Perhaps they knew what was going on behind the closed doors.

Shaking his head to clear his wandering thoughts, Randy pulled off his black skull cap and tucked it into his pocket. With a smile he began moving down the hall. He paused only a moment at each door. His journey took less than a minute. His destination was the second door on the right. The key slid into the lock and the door opened without a sound. Stepping into the room, Randy closed the door. The scene laid out before him made him smile. He had stepped into Santa' workshop. Presents covered every available surface. Some were wrapped in shiny metallic paper. Some were waiting to be wrapped. Standing in the corner of the room was an exact replica of the tree in the foyer. This one was much smaller in scale but none the less impressive.

What drew Randy's attention was the small desk situated in front of the fireplace. It looked as if it belonged in a Norman Rockwell greeting card. He could just imagine Santa sitting there as he made his list and checked it twice. But in all of his wildest dreams he never imagined Santa would be so … sexy. The woman sitting at the small desk was nothing like the jolly bearded man of fables. Far from it. She was everything he could have asked for. Her silky blonde hair hung in waves over her shoulders. Her clear, blue eyes flicked up to meet his. Her heart shaped mouth curved into a smile as she looked at him.

"I'm not sure you're supposed to be in here." Her voice was soft and sweet. Her tone was gently teasing.

Randy smiled as he leaned against the door. He pulled the key from the his pocket and let it dangle from his fingers. A knowing look flashed in her eyes as she studied him. She set her pen aside and leaned back in her seat.

Crossing the room, Randy came to stand behind her. He leaned down slightly. The scent of her skin teased him. The scent was reminded him of soft, clean sheets and roaring fires. Taking a deep breath, he brought her fragrance deep into his lungs.

"What do we have here?" Randy asked softly. His voice was low and deep, a soft rumble against her ear. She shivered slightly as his warm breath caressed the sensitive nape of her neck.

"Just a list."

Randy leaned forward, almost close enough to touch her. For a brief moment he wished he'd had the sense to shuck his jacket before he entered the room. What he wouldn't give to feel her silky skin against his.

She sat back in her chair, allowing him full view of her list. Noelle's Naughty or Nice was written across the top of the page in delicate, flowery handwriting. Randy laughed as he looked over the list. Although he didn't recognize any of the names, he was curious what had gotten each person on the list. Pretending to frown, Randy glanced at Noelle.

"I'm not on the list."

Noelle made a soft sound in the back of her throat. "Really? You're not on the list?"

Randy shook his head as he reached to place a finger on the list. He slowly ran it down the nice list. "See, I'm not on the list."

Noelle's laugh was musical. "Maybe you've been naughty."

Randy gray eyes flicked to Noelle's. If only she knew exactly how naughty he wanted to be right now. "I promise I haven't been bad."

Noelle arched a delicate brow at him as she looked over the list. "Are you sure? Not even the tiniest bit bad?"

Randy pulled himself to his full height. Looking down at her, he smiled. "Very sure."

Noelle slowly pushed her chair back and stood. Randy felt his breath lock in his chest as he took in the silky red negligee. It clung to her curvaceous body like a second skin. She took a small step toward him and paused. Immediately his eyes were drawn to the slit that began just below her hip. He caught a glimpse of smooth tanned skin. Her legs were incredible.

"How do I know you're not trying to sweet talk your way onto the Nice list?" Noelle asked as she looked up at him. Her eyes glittered with mischief.

"Do you don't trust me?" Randy asked as his gaze moved over her from head to toe. Delicious.

Noelle shook her head as if she knew better than to trust him. "I think you're going to be on the Naughty list."

Randy smiled wickedly as he thought of all the things he'd like to do to Noelle. Then he would most definitely belong on Wicked list.

"Does that mean I won't get a present?"

Noelle laughed at the pouting expression on Randy's face. His full bottom lip stuck out slightly as he looked at her. He definitely knew how to get what he wanted.

"I think there might be one here for you." Noelle said before moving to the tree. Randy watched the gentle sway of her hips as she moved. He sucked in a sharp breath as she bent down. His hungry gaze moved over her full, rounded bottom. He wanted to put his hands on her hips and pull her against him. Unconsciously, he took a step toward her.

Noelle moved aside two larger boxes before finally picking up a third, smaller box. She turned to him and smiled. She held the silver wrapped box out to him. Without so much as blinking, he took it. He shook it slightly and heard something shift slightly. Noelle moved to the bed and perched on the edge. She smiled encouragingly at Randy and patted the space beside her. Randy took the offered seat and placed the gift in his lap. He smiled at Noelle before slipping off the red ribbon. He removed the silver paper without tearing it.

Slightly surprised, Randy looked at the box. This would assuredly get him on the Naughty List. Nestled among the pink tissue paper was a Lover's Delight set. The set included a jar of Midnight Chocolate body icing, a box of Vanilla body powder and a bottle of Kissable massage lotion. A sly smile spread across Randy's features as he looked from the package to Noelle's knowing blue eyes. She knew exactly what was about to happen. He was going to use all three on her delectable body. He set the package on the bed beside him and quickly tugged off his leather jacket. His black t-shirt quickly followed. Glancing into the box he picked up the jar of body icing. He twisted off the lid and glanced at Noelle. The scent of rich chocolate made his mouth water.

Noelle smiled a knowing smile as she leaned forward and delicately sniffed. Before Randy could move, she leaned across him and plucked the matching paintbrush from the box. She held it loosely between two fingers. Leaning forward, Randy reached up to gently pull the brush away from her. She made a soft noise under her breath and moved the brush out of his reach. Without speaking she slid her hand over Randy's and gently pulled the jar away.

Randy watched as she dipped the brush into chocolate. She stirred the creamy mixture gently. Reaching to take the brush from her, Randy smiled. Noelle shook her head slightly and moved it out of reach. She placed her hand against his shoulder and pushed gently. Randy allowed her to push him to lay down on the incredibly soft bed. He sighed softly as his body sank into the plush comfort. Through heavy lidded eyes, he watched as Noelle leaned over him. Her blonde silky hair brushed across his heated skin. The first stroke of the brush against his skin made him shiver. Noelle smiled as she drew a line down the center of Randy's chest. She made a circle around his belly button. After dipping the brush into the jar again, she painted broad lines across his pecs. She studied her artwork a long moment before sweeping the brush over his nipples. With a satisfied smile she set the brush aside.

Randy shivered as Noelle leaned over him again. The first flick of her tongue over his heated flesh made him squirm. She licked slowly from the center of his chest to the left. She made a soft sound as her tongue scraped slowly across his nipple. She licked slowly, capturing every morsel of chocolate. Pulling back slightly, she glanced at him. His lips were slightly parted as he tried to draw in a full breath. A slight flush stained his cheeks and his eyes were glittering as brightly as jewels. He moaned softly as Noelle returned her attention to licking him clean. She placed a kiss directly over his pounding heart before sliding her wet tongue over his right nipple. Gently she suckled, drawing his flesh between her teeth. She rolled her tongue against him. Randy's breath left on a hiss. Noelle's delicate nibbling was going to quickly drive him insane. He reached for her, only to have her slide out of reach. Her soft laughter made him growl softly. The little minx knew exactly what she was doing.

Noelle smiled as her head dipped down again. Her long, slender fingers traced a path down Randy's sculpted abs. They moved lower until they encounter his belt. Deftly she unbuckled it and parted the two halves. Before he could protest, she quickly freed the button and slid the zipper down. She looked down in surprise. She should have known Randy would be the kind of man that went commando. This time she definitely approved. His choice of underwear made her delicious torture even easier.

Randy moaned as Noelle's talented fingers freed his heavy cock from the confines of his black jeans. He shivered as the cool air slithered over his heated flesh. He watched in fascination as Noelle dipped the brush into the jar and gathered a pool of chocolate. His fascination turned to ecstasy as she gently drew the brush down the length of him. The soft bristles tickled his overly sensitive skin. The chocolate warmed instantly as it coated his skin. Noelle gave the brush a twist as she drew it over the plum shaped crown. With a satisfied smile she set the brush aside.

The first stroke of her tongue against the tip of his cock made Randy moan. The sound of it echoed in the still room. She licked slowly, allowing the chocolate to melt even more. She made a soft sound of pleasure as her tongue moved along his shaft. The sensation was almost more than he could stand. She licked down the length of him and back up. Her lips parted on a soundless sigh as she captured the aching tip in her mouth. Suckling gently, she took as much of him as she could. Randy wasn't sure he would survive Noelle's exquisite torture. She knew exactly how much pressure to use as she drew the entire length of him into her mouth. For a moment she held him in the wet confines. After what seemed like an eternity she pulled back until on the very tip remained. Her tongue fluttered against him, exciting him in ways he'd never known.

Randy sat up and reached for Noelle. His cock popped free with a soft sound. With a growl, he pulled her into his lap. His lips captured hers in a scorching kiss. His tongue slipped between her moist lips and delved deeply. He tasted chocolate and her own unique flavor. It was a flavor knew he could get addicted to. Noelle moved restlessly against him. Her hips arched, bringing her damp core against his aching cock.

"Do you want your present, Noelle?" Randy whispered as he pulled slightly away from her.

Noelle moaned in response as Randy's fingers brushed over the heart of her. He moved his long, slightly rough fingers over her aching flesh before dipping inside. He parted her slowly, allowing her to adjust to his invasion. He moved carefully, withdrawing a little before reaching deep. Noelle whimpered as she arched against his questing fingers. She wanted so much more.

"Come here, doll. Santa's got a present just for you."

The low, sexy rumble of his voice so close to her ear made her shiver. She pressed her body against his, feeling his heat sinking into her flesh.

"Have you been a good girl?" Randy asked as his thumb stroked across her dewy pearl.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?" his thumb brushed over her tight bud once again.

"Very."

Randy laughed softly, the sound rumbling out of his chest. "Good. Sana's got exactly what you've been wanting."

Noelle moaned as Randy brushed his thumb over her one last time. Her body turned liquid as Randy rolled his hips and pressed his aching cock into her wet heat. He thrust gently, pressing deeper until he was fully inside. He allowed her a moment to simply feel him in very heart of her. She was incredibly tight and so wet. She squirmed against him, silently begging him to move.

"Do you want more, Noelle?" Randy whispered as he pulled her tightly against him. The silk of her gown brushing against his skin made him growl in pleasure.

"More!"

Randy captured her lips with his as he quickly withdrew. He pulled out until only the very tip remained. Slowly he pushed into her, allowing her to feel every inch of him. She gasped in pleasure as Randy slowly withdrew again and pressed deeper than before. Noelle moaned as Randy continued his incredible torture. He gave her just enough to keep her on the edge. He kept his thrusts carefully paced until she wanted to beg for more. Sensing her need, Randy's pace quickened. He held her close as he moved, thrusting deeper. Her slick channel milked him as he moved. Each thrust brought him closer to the edge. His balls tightened painfully as he fought the urge to empty into her sweetness. He kissed her gently as his fingers once again found her. He stroked her and felt the tiny contractions along his shaft. Pressing his thumb against her sensitive bud, he felt her tighten almost painfully around him. She was on the verge on finding her pleasure. Capturing her hips, he held her still as he began to pound into her. She screamed his name as her orgasm washed over her. His frantic pace continued as wave after wave of pleasure moved over her. With a shout, Randy allowed his orgasm to consume him. Fire streaked up his spine as he emptied into her. He panted as the last fingers of pleasure passed.

Weakly, Noelle collapsed against Randy. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.

They stayed that way for an eternity. Long after their breathing had returned to normal and their bodies had cooled, Randy held her. Noelle smiled as she realized that Randy Orton might be incredibly Naughty but he did it while being oh so Nice.

*** A/N – Well, there it is, my little cherubs. A little something to make your holidays warm and bright. I hope you have enjoyed this special fantasy. Please review and let me know if you think this fantasy was Naughty or Nice (or maybe both!)***