Jeff approached Randy with caution, reaching out to touch the mans inked arm to try and soothe him, but Randy only stepped away and let a low growl emit from his throat as a warning. Not wanting to let Randy do something that he would regret, Jeff refused to give up.
"Randy, you need to calm down." Jeff spoke softly.
Randy faced Jeff and exploded. "Don't tell me what to do!" Jeff jumped. He had never had never seen Randy so angry, he was actually scared of a man he thought he loved. But Jeff wouldn't put up with this, if Randy hurt him then so be it. Randy would make it up to him later, just like he would make it up to Jeff for yelling at him. At the moment, Jeff was not in the mood to deal with this shit.
Stepping forward Jeff stood at full height so he could get as close to eye level as possible, which still left him a couple of inches short. Sticking out his finger Jeff poked Randy's chest. "You don't fucking yell at me. Not after the shit I've had to go through because you couldn't make up your god damn mind. Now, you are going to sit the fuck down, take a breath, and go apologize to Alanna for scaring the shit out of her. You know she's crying because of your little freak out? You couldn't even wait until she wasn't around to break a fucking glass table?!" Jeff gestured to the glass on the ground. His voice had risen as he spoke, making him the one who was yelling now.
The whole time he was being reprimanded by Jeff, Randy had only stared down at the man poking him in the chest, fuming. "I will not calm down! You have no right-"
"No right?!" Jeff's eyes blazed. "No right to be angry? Is that what you were going to say? I have every right to be angry! I have had to listen to Ruby cry because she can't hang out with Alanna! I have had to sit alone in my dressing room because I was afraid to run into you! I have had to fucking watch you be lovey dovey with Sam for weeks now! You broke my heart and I wasn't supposed to be mad?!" By the end of his tirade Jeff was breathing heavily. He hadn't even realized he had been keeping all of this inside and now it felt pretty good to get it all off of his chest.
All Randy could do during Jeff's yelling was stand there and listen to what Jeff had to say. He had never seen this side of the man before and while Jeff's anger scared him it also…turned him on? How was Jeff yelling in his face and poking him in the chest turning Randy on? If anyone else did this while Randy was having an episode they would be on the floor out cold, but all Randy could think about right now was fucking Jeff senseless. Or letting Jeff ride him hard and fast….but now wasn't the time for such thoughts.
"Jeff, you need to go." Randy's voice was a bit softer, but still held an edge that told Jeff he still wasn't out of danger.
"You have got to stop this, Randy. Go see your daughter." Jeff sighed and looked at the ground, not wanting to be under the scorching gaze of Randy's stormy blues anymore. Not because it was scaring him, but because it reminded him so much of the lustful looks Randy would give him in bed. Jeff hadn't been with anyone since Randy and was getting restless, thinking about his nights with the tall man before him often.
"I can't see her right now. Not now." Randy was still so angry and he didn't want to risk scaring her again. "I need to be alone tonight, Jeff. Just-Just let her stay with you and Ruby tonight? Please."
"No, she will worry, Randy."
Randy exploded again, angry that Jeff wasn't doing what he told him to. "God damnitt, Jeff! I will not scare her again!"
"Then don't scare her, Randal. Calm down." Jeff's voice was soothing again.
"I can't fucking calm down!" Randy squeezed his eyes shut and brought his hands to the sides of his head, as though he was trying to block out Jeff. "Just go and tell Punk to watch Alanna tonight." Randy turned away, but Jeff caught him by the arm, using strength no one would guess Jeff had and spinning Randy around. "Don't touch me!"
Randy tried to rip himself out of Jeff's hold only to fail. Jeff brought his palms to Randy's t-shirt covered chest and began pushing him backwards, avoiding the glass on the floor as much as possible. All Randy could do was let Jeff push him back towards the chair, which was the only piece of furniture Randy hadn't kicked over. Once Randy's knees hit the back of the chair Jeff pushed him hard, making the large man fall back into the chair. Randy tried to get up but Jeff only shoved him down again.
"Stay." Jeff's tone was demanding and Randy felt himself getting hard at the image of Jeff standing over him, eyes flaring with anger. This wasn't good, Randy could still hurt Jeff.
"Let me up, Jeff." Randy growled, trying again to get up but only getting shoved down again and having Jeff crawl onto his lap, straddling Randy in the big cushy chair.
"No." Jeff leaned down and traced his lips over Randy's jaw line and up to his ear, where he took the lobe between his teeth and nipped. Randy inhaled sharply, keeping his hands clasped to the arms of the chair. If he got angry and tried to shove Jeff away from him he could end up hurting the man, and if he wanted to get Jeff's trust back Randy couldn't let that happen. But damn having Jeff's mouth on him again was so good. Randy enjoyed the way the warm lips felt going up and down his neck and jaw, planting little kisses and nips on his skin.
"Jeff, you need to stop. I don't want to-"
"You won't hurt me, Randy. But what I'm going to do to you…" Jeff smirked and shrugged his shoulders. "Well I'm not sure if you can handle it. I may hurt you."
"Jeff this isn't a game. I have hurt people before during an episode. And I will not hurt you, not when I need you so much." Randy still kept his eyes closed, knowing that if he looked at Jeff hovering over him, saw those lips smirking down at him, there was no way he could last. Randy knew he would crumble in an instant as Jeff continued.
"You aren't going to hurt me. If you were going to hurt me you would have done it while I was yelling in your face and poking you in the chest. But you didn't." Jeff ran his fingers over Randy's scalp and leaned the man's head back, tilting it so he could kiss and nip at Randy's neck. Jeff's hands went for Randy's shorts, the shorter man lifting himself only enough to pull the shorts and trunks down enough to let Randy's cock spring free. Letting his hand stroke Randy, Jeff leaned back and watched Randy's face, watching as his eyes fluttered open and his mouth parted in a small moan. Spreading the leaking pre-cum with his thumb Jeff began to stroke faster getting Randy as close as possible before stopping and pulling back.
When Jeff denied him Randy's eyes narrowed and he growled low in his throat. "Jeff…" Randy warned.
Smirking Jeff let his hand begin a torturously slow pace again. "Touch me, Randy." Jeff purred in his ear.
"I can't do that." Randy could accidentally bruise Jeff.
"Don't be a pussy, Randy. Fucking touch me. If you meant what you said by the buses you will touch me." Jeff demanded. Randy's hands immediately went from gripping the chair to gripping Jeff's ass, his fingers digging in through Jeff's jeans. Jeff moaned at the contact and couldn't help but grind his erection on Randy's thigh, enjoying the friction. Continuing his pace, Jeff still teased Randy's cock while teasing Randy's neck as well.
Moaning, Randy arched up into Jeff's hand and tried to pull the rainbow haired man closer But Jeff stayed at a safe distance. Instead Randy let his hands kneed at Jeff's ass, squeezing and rubbing through the rough jeans.
"Do you like my ass, Randal?" Jeff purred into his ear, licking at the sensitive spot just below the lobe.
Randy could only nod as Jeff's hand continued to work him, making his head spin.
"Say it, Randy." Jeff said in a low voice that could have dropped any ones panties at that moment.
"I love your ass." Randy choked out, trying to focus on what Jeff was saying to him.
"Well, Randal, if you ever want this ass again," Jeff let go of Randy's cock only to grab the man's face harshly and force the blue eyes to look into his green ones. Jeff had almost beaten the anger, he could see it in Randy's eyes, all he had to do was work a bit harder. "You will never yell at me or tell me what to do like that again."
Jeff stepped off of the chair and stood up in front of Randy, pulling his t-shirt off slowly and running his hand down his body, his finger tracing over his belly button piercing. "Do you like my body?" Jeff asked, watching as Randy's eyes followed the hand that was running over his body. Randy licked his lips when Jeff's fingers dipped a bit into the waist band of his jeans.
Randy nodded. "Yes."
"Well, Randal, if you ever want this body again, you won't yell at me again." Jeff repeated, like a mantra.
Jeff's fingers worked the button and zipper to his jeans, slowly pealing them away from his body and letting them fall to his ankles before kicking them away, leaving him in only his tight black boxer briefs. Randy's eyes went to the straining erection straining against the thin material that ended just below Jeff's ass. Jeff turned slowly, stretching and running his hands over himself, even letting them slide to his ass. Once his ass was facing Randy Jeff stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Do you want this, Randy?"
Randy's jaw was slack and he was leaning forward in the chair, eyes on Jeff's pert ass. "Y-yes"
Suddenly Jeff turned around and faced Randy, making the man look up into his eyes. "Then say you're sorry for yelling at me."
The expression on Randy's face was confused. "What?"
Jeff approached Randy and straddled him again, rubbing his barely covered erection over Randy's naked cock. "Say you're sorry for yelling at me." Jeff repeat right in front of Randy's face, nipping at Randy's bottom lip.
"I-I'm sorry for yelling at you." Randy stuttered out.
"Will you ever do it again?" Jeff asked, pulling Randy's head back.
"I promise I will never get so angry at you again."
"Good." Jeff attached his mouth to Randy's, letting his tongue slide into the hot mouth while he worked Randy's shirt over his head, only breaking the kiss to throw the material somewhere in the room. He didn't hesitate before reattaching his mouth to Randy's. It took Jeff a moment to realize Randy wasn't touching him again and Jeff felt a bit cold without the contact. Pulling away Jeff nipped Randy's lip. "Randy."
"Yes, Jeff?" Randy seemed to be in a daze.
"Touch me." Those two words were all it took before Randy's hands were on him again, grabbing and pulling Jeff towards him. One of his large hands ran down the soft skin of Jeff's back before plunging into his underwear and grapping a naked cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. Jeff moaned as his body had a reaction to the touch, his cock hardening further and leaking pre-cum in his underwear. Suddenly Randy pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily.
"Jeff, we gotta stop. I'm calm now, I swear. I need you to trust me again before we do this. I need you to want this."
Pulling Randy's face to his Jeff looked him in the eyes. "Randy, I'm yours."
Those words triggered something in Randy that neither man saw coming. The hands on Jeff's body went for his underwear, not waiting for Jeff to get up to take them off Randy just fisted the material in his hands and ripped, shredding the briefs and throwing the pieces away from them. Jeff gasped at the sudden primal show from Randy. "I liked those underwear."
Randy smiled. "I'll buy you new ones." Randy pulled Jeff down for another kiss while his hands continued their work on Jeff's ass. One hand trailed up to their mouths and separated them. The thick fingers rubbed along the seam of Jeff's lips and the smaller man immediately opened up, letting his tongue dance over the digits and coat them with spit. Once Randy was satisfied with the amount of spit on his fingers he pulled them from Jeff's sucking mouth with a 'pop.' It didn't take long for those fingers to be teasing Jeff's entrance, circling the hole and feeling it pucker before starting to push his finger inside. Not realizing that the amount of time since they had been together had caused Jeff's body to become unaccustomed to being stretched Randy quickly added a second finger and pushed them both inside completely. Jeff gasped and dug his nails into Randy's shoulders, his body automatically lifting away from Randy's fingers.
"Oh shit!" Randy gently pulled his fingers free and wrapped an arm around Jeff. "I'm sorry! We shouldn't d
o this now. Not here. Let's stop." Randy panicked.
"Randy, keep going. Just one at a time, just until I get used to it again." Jeff breathed.
"Sooo….does this mean this will be happening again?" Randy smiled his signature cocky grin and Jeff couldn't help but smile back.
"If you play your cards right and keep that promise. Now, one at a time." Jeff took Randy hand in his and lifted the fingers to his mouth again, soaking them again. Once again the finger found its way to Jeff's entrance, this time pushing in slowly and bending in just the right place, making Jeff arch and moan. Randy began a slow pace, not wanting to rush Jeff. Jeff began a slow motion with his hips, trying to get Randy's finger in deeper. Adding a second finger the pace got faster, the fingers scissored to stretch Jeff's body. The older man was panting as the fingers worked inside of him, making his head spin.
"No more." Jeff pleaded as his eyes rolled back, his body still riding Randy's fingers.
Randy pulled his fingers away as though Jeff had burned him, thinking Jeff wanted to stop all together. But his eyes widened as the smaller man took his hard cock into his hand and lined himself up with his ass. Jeff slowly lowered himself down and took just the head of Randy's cock as first, only stopping to rub the pre-cum around his stretched hole. Once he was slick enough Jeff let himself welcome Randy's body. Jeff's walls tightened around the large member until Randy was buried as deep as he could get in this position. Jeff stopped for a moment, letting himself get used to the feeling of being filled once again. After he felt comfortable Jeff began a slow pace, rolling his hips in a way that he knew Randy liked, making the larger man groan and buck his hips up into his body, hitting his prostate dead on. Jeff ground his body down and started a faster pace, letting Randy's hands guide his hips for a moment before deciding to take charge.
While still riding Randy Jeff grabbed the hands away from his hips and brought them up above Randy's head and holding them there, looking into Randy's flaring eyes as he did so. Not being able to contain himself Jeff began bouncing his ass on Randy's cock brutally, filling the room with the sound slapping skin and moans that would bring a whore house to shame. Randy tried to free his hands so that he could touch Jeff but they were held firm above his head. Randy liked this new found aggressiveness. Watching Jeff bouncing on his dick was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen. The way his entire cock disappeared inside of Jeff's body fascinated Randy and turned him on. Randy could feel himself getting closer and he began lifting his hips and pounding into Jeff's body. Once of the hands holding Randy's wrists let go and traveled to the neglected member bouncing between them. Randy watched as Jeff stroked himself rough and fast. It wasn't long before Randy was yelling Jeff's name and coming inside of Jeff while the other man came between them, come splattering Randy's stomach and chest before dripping down. Jeff collapsed on top of Randy, wrapping his arms loosely around the larger man's neck and trying to catch his breath.
Just as Randy was about to open his mouth to ask Jeff what this meant the door to the locker room burst open.
"I heard yelling! Are you guys fightin-Oh my god that wasn't a fight!" Punk covered his eyes and began backing out of the door slowing, bumping into things as he went. "I cannot un see this you assholes! I'm fucking scarred for life!" Punk scrambled out of the room and slammed the door. Randy and Jeff looked at the door and started laughing hysterically at their friend.
Once their laughter died down Jeff leaned up looked down at Randy, his hair falling in his eyes.
Randy reached up and captured the strand, hooking it behind Jeff's ear. "So, what does this mean?" Randy asked.
Jeff breathed in and closed his eyes, ready to face how he really felt about Randy.
A/N- Sorry for the long wait between chapters guys, hopefully this makes up for it. Please review and let me know, I have a couple of one shots I'm sitting on that I want to post but first I would like to know how you guys like my writing. Enjoy!
Love,'-BattleBird