I know there should be more filler between this and the last scene, but I wasn't watching during the Evolution era and I'm not sure what else to put. If anyone has any suggestions and I like them, I might add a chapter later or something. But unless I think of anything else, we're jumping to here…

Randy's World Heavyweight championship. If you haven't seen this scene, look it up. Randy looks like he wasn't told about this, he looked absolutely horrified.

Forgive me, I'm not proud of this chapter, I was sick when I wrote it. I felt bad, so Randy feels bad. Ignore the slightly twinkish Randy here, but it's only for a bit. He got seriously betrayed, ok, so let's cut him some slack.

Randy wasn't nearly as shocked as his Evolution stable mates were when he got the number-one contender match for the Heavyweight belt. He told them with a huge grin, all but running out the door when he was done so he could tell John (as if everyone hadn't been watching it on the TV's backstage of the arena.) He left them there with gaping mouths, so he missed the roar Hunter gave before he flipped over the couch.

"That's my title!" Hunter yelled, getting in Ric's space "You swore to me I'd get my title back! How did that little shit get my property, huh?!"

Ric kept a good poker face, "Apparently Benoit went easy on him."

"Ya think?!" Hunter clenched his fists, trying to reign himself in but failing "I won't stand for this, Ric. I want my title back, and I want that smug little fucker out of the group!"

Even Dave was surprised by this, "Seriously Hunter? You want him out altogether?"

"Come on, Hunt, don't be like that" Ric took a step away, holding up his palms to show he meant no harm "He's a good kid in general, surely you'll settle for…oh, I don't know, beating him up a bit."

"Oh, I'm going to beat the shit out of him, you can count on that" Hunter growled "Here's what we're going to do…"

Hunter explained his plan out, and the more the others heard…the more they liked.

"And afterwards?" Dave inquired.

"And afterwards?" Hunter licked his lips "I'm gonna get me some of that sweet pussy."

~*~*~*~

The next night, Randy had to face Benoit when the older wrestler demanded his contractually obligated rematch. Cody had stopped his master just before he'd gone out, begging him with his eyes not to do this.

"You worry too much, my sweet" Randy cooed to him, kissing his forehead in an affectionate gesture "Watch, relax. I'm going to keep my belt, don't you worry."

Cody wanted to protest more, but instead he found himself nodding and stepping back. Watching his master leave, he knew he'd made a mistake.

Randy did go out there and fight Benoit, and he won it. Though it was a fair enough, Evolution came out towards the end of it. Randy held up his belt in victory, though his brow creased when Batista continued to beat up Benoit. His stable was merciless on him, throwing him into the steel steps, then finally forcing him up the ramp.

Randy had no idea what was going on, he hadn't been told about this. Hunter, Dave, and Ric all came into the ring with him. They were smiling, they were congratulating him, so he mirrored those smiles through his confusion. He was hugged, clapped on the back, told that he was a true miracle. He hugged them back, the crowd roaring in his ears and keeping his adrenaline pumping.

Randy whooped when Dave lifted him up onto his shoulders, he nearly overbalanced but the man's firm hands kept him securely on his shoulders. Everything was so loud, he was showed off to the crowd, and it made him dizzy with elation. Ric and Hunter were around him as well, smiling and giving him a thumbs up. His heart swelled, this was what he had wanted for so long. To be accepted into the WWE, to be in a stable that appreciated him.

Slowly, Hunter's smile fell and his thumb curved down. Randy's brow drew together, unsure what he meant, but found out soon enough. Dave's powerful body shifted beneath him meaningfully, Randy cried out as he was slammed backwards. Air rushed powerfully through his ears, accentuated by the sharp slap of the canvas beneath his back. He cried out, but his protests only got louder as Batista and Ric swarmed in on him and started attacking his ribs.

These weren't pulled, he felt every blunt end of their wrestling boots connecting with his torso. He could barely get a full breath, all he could do was curl up and try to protect his head. He could hear the crowd turning, sounding as shocked as he felt. And when the kicking finally stopped, when he could finally lift his head and blink away the blurriness from his vision, he found Hunter there.

Seeing the rage on the blonde's face, he knew Edge had been right.

"This is my title!" Hunter held up the belt for the crowd to see, then knelt down and held it to his chest "Give me the belt, Orton. Name me the champion, and this'll all be over."

Randy could only hiss out two words, "Selfish bastard!"

Randy spit in Hunter's face, enraging the blonde further. Randy found himself picked up to his knees, Ric and Dave holding his arms and keeping him in place. He was absolutely terrified, he didn't know if he could take them after his intense fight with Benoit. The bastards were strong, and wasn't in any position to break free from their insistent grasp.

Hunter backhanded him, only making the fear more pronounced on his face. He could taste his own blood in his mouth and it horrified him. They could do whatever they wanted to him and no one would help, everyone would just think it was part of the script.

One of Batista's meaty hands grabbed onto his chin, forcing him to watch as Hunter roared at him that he was nothing without them. They made him what he was. Things he already knew, things he had shown with his loyalty. But apparently he had been wrong.

Hunter smacked a kiss onto the surface of the championship belt, giving a smug smirk into it's reflection. He then balled up his fist behind the solid metal of the belt, punching Randy square in the jaw with it. Randy's vision swam, another rush of his own blood staining his mouth. He teetered in the grip of the others, finally only released when Hunter kicked out and struck him in the jaw.

The others snickered when Randy collapsed onto the canvas, out of breath and blood trickling from the side of his lips. He couldn't move, every muscle was aching. They lashed out at him some more, he swore he felt one of his ribs crack under the pressure of their blows. They wanted to make sure he stayed down, and when it was over…Randy wasn't sure he'd ever get up again.

Evolution left Randy writhing there in the ring, ready to benefit from the spoils of war.

~*~

Cody watched in horror as his master was beaten down by his own stable-mates. He couldn't believe they would do such a thing to him, after all the time they'd spent together. After almost two years, there was no loyalty to be had but on Randy's side. They'd tricked him, and now the cameras zoomed in to show him lying limp and in pain on the mat.

Cody couldn't stay in the lounge room with Evan and Jeff for another second, he rushed out.

Evan stood up to follow him, but Jeff pulled him back down onto the sofa, "Let him go, Ev. He needs to be with Randy right now."

Though it made Evan sick to leave the poor thing by himself, he agreed.

Cody ran down the hall, barely turning in time into the next corridor. He pushed past techs and other wrestlers alike, making sure to keep his hat firmly upon his head. A few more nearly-missed turns and he was close to the gorilla entrance, but he hit an obstacle.

Cody smacked face first into a solid wall of muscle and suit, grunting when powerful arms locked around his waist. He looked up into the grinning face of The Game.

"Hey pussy" Hunter smirked, holding onto the boy tighter when he started to struggle.

"Let go of me" Cody pushed at the man's chest, fear growing in his chest when Batista and Flair flagged the blonde on either side of them "I said let go, you brute! You're all despicable for what you did! Randy trusted you, and look what you did! And why? Because of a stupid belt!"

"I don't expect you to understand, pussy" Hunter roughly manhandled the boy back into the wall, pinning him down by his slim shoulders "But I do expect you to spread your legs like a good boy."

Cody's breath hitched, wide eyes looking up at the man in disbelief.

"Isn't that how this sub thing works?" Hunter muscled up on him, pinning him down with his body now as he inhaled the sweet scent of his hair "I defeated your master, so that makes you mine."

"Fat chance, asshole!" Cody thrashed, all his primal instincts kicking in. He clawed at the man's biceps, striking out at his shins with his own heels, but the bastard was determined. A callous hand palmed down his side, grabbing his jeans at the front roughly while his fingers worked on the fly.

"No!" Cody screamed, but only yelled harder when another hand shot out and closed around his mouth. Batista smirked as he kept the little bitch quiet, Ric crowding in on the other side. Hunter flipped the boy around, the other two helping hold him down by his shoulder blades. Hunter worked those pants down past the swell of the boy's pert ass, licking his lips at the sight of those tiny black boxer-briefs that contrasted against his light caramel skin.

"This is going to be sweet" Hunter rumbled, cupping one of those covered cheeks in his palm.

Batista looked up suddenly, something dark flashing across his face. He darted off as quick as he could, leaving his two stable-mates looking after him.

"Where you goin'?" Hunter called after him.

He learned why his friend bailed out of there so fast in a few moments, for that was when The Undertaker himself walked around the corner. He was flanked by Edge and Matt, enraged looks on their faces.

"Let the boy go."

Mark's icy tone stung Hunter's very spine, and he could see the tightness come to Ric's face. Cody was still struggling weakly, Flair's hand (which had replaced Dave's) slipped from his mouth.

"Hey chumpstain!" Edge barked "He said let him go! He's sure as hell not yours to paw on, meathead."

Hunter looked between 'Taker and the boy he had under his hands, knowing he wanted him but also knowing he wouldn't get him this way.

With a silent vow to get him anyway he could later on, Hunter released him.

Cody darted out from under him instantly, pulling up his pants and buttoning them quickly. He bowed his head at 'Taker and the other three masters, getting a pat on the shoulder from Matt.

"Go find Randy."

Cody obeyed, hurrying down the last length of hall. He took another right, and there at the end was where he needed to be. He got there just as someone came down from the guerilla position, and with a closer look he realized it was his master coming down the stairs.

Cody opened his mouth to cry out to him, but stopped short when he saw the state the man was in. Randy had his belt again, held at his side in a barely-there grip that would let it drop to the floor at any second. Though the blood had been wiped away, there was still a faint crimson stain on his chin. He was staring at the floor, at nothing at all, and his eyes were dead. There were dark red blotches on his torso, showing where bruising would be later on.

To be honest, Randy looked like a zombie.

"Master?" Cody whispered, tentatively taking his place at Randy's side and touching his arm "…Randy?"

Randy lifted his head, gazing at his pet with no real recognition in his eyes.

"I don't feel like doing any interviews tonight" Randy stated, deadpan "Let's just…go back to the hotel."

Cody nodded, gently taking the belt into his hands, "I'll carry the belt if you don't mind, Master."

Randy merely let him take it, not feeling anything.

~*~

Later on at the hotel, Randy took to the shower to wash away the remnants of the match.

Cody carefully folded up the belt and laid it on one of the tables. He carefully ran a cloth over the surface, wiping away the sweat and bit of blood that had gathered on the golden surface. He made sure it was pristine before he left it, going over to the dresser and shedding his leather coat along with his hat. His tail uncurled gratefully from his waist and swayed softly behind him, stretching and flexing briefly after being still for so long. He absently scratched his right ear, making his way over to the bed.

Cody plopped down on the end of the nearest bed, sighing heavily. He was afraid for his master. After such a traumatic thing had happened, and to not react to it? It wasn't healthy. How badly was he hurting from this? Did Randy feel anything at all?

Not long after, Randy emerged from the bathroom with a simple pair of sweats riding low on his hips. Cody offered a smile, but his master didn't react. He trod over, bare feet ruffling against the carpet, and stopped right before his pet. For a few long moments, Randy didn't move. He simply stared down at Cody's face, life slowly returning to his sharp blue eyes. With all the grace of a jungle cat, he eased down to his knees, still gazing into his pet's face. Cody parted his legs obediently, letting him settle between them.

Cody reached out, cupping the older man's strong shoulder, "Master, please…say something."

Randy finally let out a long, shaky sigh. He leaned on up on his knees, draping himself over Cody's lap and burying his face in the crease between his thigh and hip. Cody was shocked for a moment, but when he felt the slight dampness seep through the denim of his jeans…he knew his master needed him now more than ever. He didn't think anything less of the great man who loved him, even as he cradled the back of his neck with one hand and rubbed his back soothingly with the other.

Silent minutes ticked by.

"I never thought they'd do this" Randy whispered "I never thought betrayal could hurt so much. They were going to kill me out there…for a title."

"I'm sorry" Cody replied softly "But a human's greed can go far."

"They didn't pull a punch" Randy sneered, face hidden in his pet's thigh "They thought they could beat me down, take my title…turn-coat bastards."

Cody bit the side of his lip, looking toward the wall out of shame, "There's something else…"

Randy slowly raised his head, the only sign of his despair was the glisten in his eyes, "What else is there?"

"When I was coming for you…Hunter tried to pin me down…"

Randy listened intently as Cody retold what happened to him in the hall, how all three had pinned him down, how Hunter had tried to rape him right there in the hall. But he also quickly explained that Edge, Matt, and 'Taker himself had come to his rescue.

Randy got real quiet, lips pursed in a thin line as his hands tightened on the younger man's thighs. Cody hoped he hadn't upset him more, and even reached out and cupped his master's cheek.

"I'm fine, they didn't hurt me" Cody assured him.

Realization dawned on Randy's face, he shadowed the hand on his face. He gazed up into Cody's sweet, trusting face, the images forever burned into his mind of Hunter trying to attack him in the most intimate way. He gathered his thoughts, wanting to put them the right way.

"I'm a single competitor" Randy stated, mind on fast-forward "This is singles competition now."

Cody nodded, unsure what this meant.

Randy raised up again, claiming his pet's mouth in a fierce kiss. Cody whimpered under the intensity, parting his lips and letting his master have whatever he wanted. Randy pushed more insistently, grabbing his pet by the hips and urging him onto his back. He complied willingly, spreading out on the bed and sighing when his master's weight bared down on him.

"I know I said I'd wait until you were twenty-one, but I fear for you" Randy hovered just over his anxious pet, running his hand down Cody's chest before skirting along the hem of his t-shirt "Would you think less of me if I wanted you now, my sweet?"

Cody realized what his master wanted, and his body reacted almost instantly, "No, Master. Have me now, if you want me. Honestly…it's all I've thought of these past three years."

Cody curled his fingers around the older man's wrist, urging his hand up under his shirt, "I could never think less of you, my master."

Randy smiled down at him lovingly, caressing the smooth tummy beneath his shirt, "My beautiful pet…my sweet Cody…"

Randy dipped down and stole his boy's mouth, thoroughly tasting his full lips. Cody arched and keened into him, letting his hands travel down those tattooed arms he adored. Their kiss went on, even as Randy rucked his shirt up his torso and broke away briefly to ease the material over his head.

"Oh" Cody breathed in bliss, the man's mouth trailing down to lap at his sensitive nipple. The end of his tail flicked wildly beneath him, his entire body reacting without his permission. He couldn't help but shudder at every brush of fingers, every swipe of tongue, every brief nip as Randy claimed all of him with his mouth.

Randy shivered violently, those short razor-like nails digging into his shoulders. It only made him want to mark Cody harder, hoping his boy liked it as rough as he did. He could feel Cody's fingers slide through something slick, and it turned him on to know it was his own blood from the crescent-like cuts.

As torturous minutes went by, slight love marks were left all over Cody's upper torso.

"You taste so good" Randy mouthed at his boy's collarbone, marking it as efficiently as he had the rest of him. He snaked his hand down to the fly of his pet's pants, unbuttoning it easily enough and parting the material. Heat radiated from the boy's groin, and with a firm caress he knew just how hard he made him. Cody moaned slightly, cutting himself off when he realized he was being kind of loud.

"Don't hold back" Randy told him as he eased the jeans from his boy's long legs "I want to hear every sound from you, my sweet. If I please you, I want to know."

Cody nodded, starting to pant as he was exposed to his master completely. He was so elated by what was happening. Now he could have his master every night, sleep in the same bed with him, take their too-brief make-out sessions to the next level. There was no more stopping before it became too much. Now…there would always be more.

Randy's mouth worshipped his thighs as appreciatively as he had his torso, mouthing the sensitive inner skin until he absolutely trembled from the sensations. Cody watched with lust-blown eyes as those pearly teeth dug into the waistband of his boxer-briefs, sharp cerulean eyes locked on his as Randy pulled his underwear down his legs.

Cody couldn't stop the eager whimper that escaped him, anticipation making his heart flutter wildly in his chest. Of course, that didn't stop his hand from reaching down and tracing along the seam of Randy's sweats, making sure his thumb dug into the hardness waiting for him inside.

Randy swept him up into his arms, claiming his mouth once more. His master engaged him in a slow dance of soft whimpers and breathy exhales of ecstasy, their hands roaming over freshly exposed skin. Their play was different than it usually was, more passionate, more insistent. Sweat glistened on their bodies, showing their love by finding all the right hot spots on one another.

Randy was on fire. His usually shy pet was coming alive underneath him, writhing beautifully and letting his hands roamed where he pleased. This uninhibited nature was all but unseen in his loving boy, but now? It turned him on something fierce to know this beautiful one was his and his alone. He would claim Cody completely tonight, and he would finally own all of him.

Randy nipped at soft skin below Cody's collar, "It'll be easier on your hands and knees the first time, my sweet. I'll make sure to make this as good for you as I can. It may hurt a bit."

"I know" Cody was proud that his voice didn't waver, he couldn't be scared when he could physically feel his master's love for him "But you wouldn't hurt me on purpose, Randy. I trust you."

Those words touched Randy, and he knew then that he would forever be gentle with his treasured pet. Despite his rougher tendencies in the bedroom, he would always want Cody's pleasure before his own. Guiding him with his hands, Randy urged Cody up onto his hands and knees. He took a moment to admire him, the way his smooth back arched and the soft curl of his tail by his thighs.

His pet was such an enticing creature, his one and only love in this world.

Cody listened closely as his master gave him instructions, telling him to relax and to keep his breaths deep. There was a flick of a cap, and the bed dipped a bit to show Randy was taking off his pants and getting into position behind him. He didn't tense as slick digits brushed his entrance, knowing it would feel good soon enough. They needed this bond, this connection, and he had wanted it for so long. One long finger slipped inside him, stretching his muscles this way for the first time.

Cody bit down on his lip, wincing at the uncomfortable sensation.

"Does it hurt?" Randy inquired at the slight tensing of his pet's shoulders, concerned. The younger man nodded, dark ears pinned back against his head. Randy smirked to himself, leaning over his pet's long body and dropping a kiss at the nape of his neck below his collar. "I'll fix it, my sweet."

Cody mewled loudly as his master's knowing hand trailed down his back, settling at his tail. He massaged the sensitive skin around the base of his tail, sending electric up his spine. He was so sensitive there. With a combination of Randy's lips and teeth between his shoulder blades, the skillful fingers kneading the sensitive flesh around his tail, and the sheer raw emotion of it…it was easy for Randy to slip in a second finger. Cody knew with this it wouldn't hurt to have all of Randy inside him, but it was strange.

Then when he brushed that special spot deep inside him…that was when it got heated.

Soon enough, Randy pushed all the way inside his pet, going fast enough to bypass the initial pain without barreling in. Cody undulated beneath him, a low purr rumbling in his chest as he took in every hot inch the man had to offer. He had seen it many times before, and many late-night dreams were filled with what it would feel like inside him, but those fantasies paled in comparison to the real thing.

Randy was in heaven, still feasting off Cody's offered neck as he fought not to come right then. After so long, it was just as perfect as he knew it would be.

"Only I am allowed this" Randy growled into his ear, keeping himself buried deep inside his love to make his point "I am the only one who may take you, to give you pleasure. And only my seed will warm you here."

Cody gasped hoarsely, his master's hand fanning out along his heaving belly. Every soft thrust struck that fleshy spot inside him, igniting every nerve in his body.

"I will kill anyone who tries otherwise."

Cody nodded, crying out as the thrusts got harder. Randy took this as a sign to stop, but his pet shook his head harshly and pushed back into him.

"No, don't stop" he pleaded, blushing slightly as he uttered the next words "I like it hard."

Randy was surprised by this, "Are you sure, Codes?"

Cody nodded, "Do it as hard as you want, Master. I…I think it I like it more like that…"

Randy smirked, the smaller man yelping in delight as his hips were snapped back into the hard length, "Oh, my beautiful Cody, you were made for me."

Their love-making was faster after that, fueled by fire they couldn't see but could sure as hell feel. The room was filled with cries of rapture and desperate gasps. Their rough mating brought forth a constant purr from Cody as he found his true pleasure in the riotousness of this act, the vibrations adding another dimension for them both.

Who knows how long later, their peak was so close they could taste it. Cody almost yowled as his master's hand wrapped around his aching desire. He tightened up, forcing a loud groan from Randy at the feeling. They weren't quiet at all…especially the usually hushed, reserved pet.

Every room within a twenty foot radius heard the moment Cody found his release from his master for the first time. And only moments later, they heard the low roar of Randy finding his as well.

Cody collapsed onto the plush bed in a boneless heap, moaning softly as he came down from his high. He winced at the twinge of pain that came from his master's spent length slipping from his body, but the content stayed with him. The glowing ember that kept him warm, even as Randy's large body lifted off his own. For a sick moment, he thought Randy was abandoning him for the other bed.

Randy grabbed one of his unused work-out towels, kneeling back on the bed and lovingly smoothing it down the curve of his lover's back. He smiled at the way his boy sighed and stretched out, parting his thighs to allow him to wipe away the seed that spilled back out from their coupling.

"Master?" Cody whispered, peeking up at him from under his lashes "Stay with me?"

"Of course" Randy smiled, reaching down and picking his pet up bridal style. It was easy to move the clinging boy over to the other bed, laying him down. With Cody's face nuzzling into his neck, he wiped the remaining seed from his pet's slick stomach.

Cody hummed as he was lovingly covered up, his master slipping in next to him. Strong arms wrapped around him, bringing him into the firm chest. He curled around him, fitting into his side like a missing piece of a puzzle.

Randy sighed as he stretched out on his back, curling his arm around his pet and playing with his hair softly. Those beautiful feline ears he adored flickered against his palm delicately. He loved having Cody this close to him, feeling his heat and this sweet afterglow. His muscles still ached, but he liked this ache.

Slowly, their bodies calmed down and their breathing eased to deep inhales.

"Did I live up to your expectations?" Randy inquired, the boy cuddling up under his chin "When you were seventeen, you expected me to have you right there on the kitchen floor. When you turned eighteen, I could see in your eyes that you wanted more than a kiss as a present."

Cody slowly sat up, getting a sound of protest from his master. He boldly stole a kiss for himself, pulling back with a flush staining his cheeks.

"I think I should be asking that question" Cody stated, tail swishing lowly to brush both his and the other's legs "Was I good, Master?"

Randy gaped at him, a little more than surprised at how innocently his pet said these words. Those big blue eyes blinked at him, awaiting an answer as he hovered over him on his hands and knees.

"You are perfect, Cody" Randy replied honestly, curling his hand along the back of the boy's neck and the collar. He pulled him back down next to him, pecking his lips twice very sweetly. "And I don't want you any other way. You were made for me."

"Do you remember what you said to me?" Cody murmured, dropping a little kiss on the man's tan collarbone "Master 'Taker was touched by the gods the day he found me for you."

"And I stand by that" Randy pulled him in close, pulling the covers over them completely "Let's get some rest, Codes. I'm going to have bruises, and I know 'Taker will want to talk to me…"

Cody nodded, settling down and getting comfortable again.

"This is your place from now on" Randy closed his eyes, keeping his arm securely around the brunette's back "Here in my bed…with me, from now on."

Cody smiled, eyes fluttering shut as well.

With the warmth of each other to keep them through the night, they fell asleep.

Totally proud of myself for this. I wrote the entire thing while I was sick, like…couldn't even talk sick. It took me a few hours, but I got it all out. Sorry if it got a little graphic, I actually didn't mean it to go down like that.

But still…one more chapter! One more chapter! I wanted to make it an even 10, but 11 is my favorite number anyways.