(Let us know what you are thinking. Hope you all enjoy.) Rose and Jade
The next day passed and that evening John drove Randy out of the busy city after dark. He had the windows rolled down to let the evening air in. He was dressed lightly in a tank top and shorts. Randy leaned his head back, relaxing, letting the wind whip him in the face as he took a deep cleansing sigh.
"Nice to get away from it all isn't it?' John asked. His normal voice could be heard but it had a gruff undertone.
"Yeah it is...been sticking to the city...what could be gotten from certain sources." Randy commented.
John's eyes glowed faintly in the dark car. They reached a secluded area sometime later. John parked the car off the road by the wooded area. "Don't know why we didn't just float here." He laughed.
"We didn't want to waste more energy?" Randy pondered.
"We're feeding though." John moved to get out of the car. The only light was from the moon and the only sound was from the evening crickets. John began to remove his clothing. He put it in the backseat of the car. He closed his eyes, remembering what Taker had told him they were capable of. His body began to morph into that of a large wolf.
Randy got out and followed suit. He then took off running into the tree line. John ran into the tree line. He gave a howl as his blue eyes took in their surroundings. Somehow, his senses seemed heightened while in the wolf form. It was an incredible feeling. He felt at one with everything. Randy ran until he sensed something nearby. He crouched down, creeping around the ground until he spotted a few deer.
John came up behind him. He saw the deer and crouched down by Randy as if waiting for the cue to pounce. Randy looked. He gave a nod then a low growl before he went to slowly circle around so they could come in from both sides. Once in position, Randy gave a howl that made the deer run. Luckily, at least one headed in John's direction. John pounced, catching the animal before it could get away. His sharp claws grasped the animal as his teeth tore into its throat, making the kill. The animal thrashed a moment before going limp.
Randy ran over to join John in the fresh feast. The two wolves tore into the warm meat. Their happy growls could be heard as they let the creatures inside take over. At one point Randy threw his head back, giving a deep howl. He just felt so alive in that moment. He then snarled, shaking his head as darker thoughts and images wanted to fill his head. John joined in with a howl of his own. It was so freeing to be out like this, just him and his lover. He felt joined to Randy on such a deep level.
Randy focused back on the deer. His head shook at the dark images wanting to take over. He pawed the ground then even at his head with a paw. He huffed a grunt, his lip curling into a snarl. John paused. His head tilted at the strange actions as he studied his partner. He gave a huff of breath through his snout. Randy shook his head again before returning to eat until they both finished, leaving scraps of skin and bones. John paused when they were finished. He stepped back and slowly morphed back into his human form. He looked almost like a sculpture in the moonlight, all chiseled muscles and flashing blue eyes.
Randy shifted but stayed crouched down on one knee, his hands moving to his head, holding it. Something about him seemed wild and unfocused. John walked closer to Randy, looking down at him. "What's the matter?" He asked in a gruff voice. Randy's head lifted, almost snapped up to look at John. His steely eyes shimmered with almost the same wild look of when he was changed. John could have been a little afraid but the creature in him was only curious. "Tell me...what's going on in your head?" He demanded. His tone grew deeper.
"Ravage...tear...feast...chaos." Randy spoke slow and low as if words were hard to form in his head in that moment. His hands moving to slowly clench then release.
"Ravage me." John spoke lowly. He moved to almost tackled Randy to the ground, kissing him so hard he tasted blood. Randy groaned then wrestled with John until he had him pinned. Something about John's actions seemed to break some of the fog he was in. He leaned down to kiss John back again before using his legs to kick John's apart. John growled into the kiss. His body was heated from the adrenaline of the kill. He wanted to feel joined to Randy.
Randy didn't waste time to fill John's wishes and body as his cock made a hard, dry entry that made both men groan from the dry burn. "Yes...want to feel you." John panted. "Take me." Heated pants and snarls left Randy's lips, His hands moved to John's shoulders, letting the older man feel the sharp nails wanting to cut into the strong muscles. John growled at the feeling. "Wreck me...make me yours." He almost snarled. Randy snarled with heavy pants. His muscles strained as he continued. His nails wanted to cut deeper as a part of him still wanted to destroy and consume. Luckily, the strong lustful desires and the joining bond between them prevented the creature from going too far. John's eyes gleamed with heated desire as they looked up at Randy. He gave a howl at the sexual energy flooding him as his prostate was stimulated just right. Randy dipped his head down to lick at the blood from John's shoulder before moving to lock lips with the older man.
John gave a hoarse cry, his back arching from the grass as he came, his cock painting both their bodies. Randy continued a few more minutes before he came as well. He then moved to lick John's chest and abs of his release the same time slowly pulling out as he lowered down John's body. John panted. A little of the creature faded into the background as it was sated with the kill and sex. He became aware that he was naked in the woods, almost like it was the first time. He slowly stood up.
Randy slowly stood up. His head was still faintly lowered. His eyes shifted to John and his head cleared slightly. "Oh fuck." He slowly stepped closer. He bit his lower lip, looking at John's one shoulder.
"It's fine." John assured him with a pant. "I liked it."
"Okay...ju-just make sure we clean it well when we get back." Randy told him. "Let's shift and head back for the car before we get spotted." John nodded. He closed his eyes to focus and shifted back into the large brown wolf. He took off at a fast pace for the road.
Randy quickly followed suit. Reaching the car, he surveyed the area before shifting back and getting dressed. John shifted back near the driver's side of the car. He hurried to slide on his shorts and tank top, wincing as the cloth brushed his shoulder. He opened the door of the car and slid into the seat, buckling up. Randy got in and got situated. "Sure you're okay?" He asked the older man.
"Yeah...I'll be fine." John grunted. He set the GPS for the hotel and turned on the engine, pulling out to head back. "Hurts like a bitch but I loved it."
"Okay, Babe...I don't know what came over me back there." Randy told him as he watched out the window,
"I guess you let loose." John chuckled. "We fed and fucked like the primal creatures we are at times and it was amazing."
"Besides that...my head was pounding...vivid images." Randy told him. He wasn't sure he was making sense.
"Images...what dirty deeds did you want to do to me?" John asked playfully.
"Not those kind of images." Randy replied almost somberly. "Violent...gruesome." He sighed.
John glanced over at Randy as he drove. "Gruesome...you wanted to injure me?"
"Not necessarily you, Babe." Randy told him. "Something more than a deer though."
"Fuck...glad I don't seem to have that issue." John commented. "When I let the other side out he just wants to have marathon sex and stuff his stomach with meat."
"Yeah, I don't know why...I saw it wanting to run off...see if there was a campsite or something." Randy sighed. "Destroy people."
"Fuck...that's not good. Maybe because your creature killed before." John mused as he watched the road. "At least you were able to fight it."
"Maybe, Babe...and no shit it's not good. It was hard." Randy told him. "Ma-maybe that's why it wasn't suggested I take hunts on the road?"
"No clue...but I can go with you at times to keep you grounded." John told him. "I like them but I'll try to limit them."
"Okay, Johnny...I...I just don't want someone getting hurt because I lost control." Randy replied.
"Maybe we should not hunt then." John said after a few minutes passed. He loved hunting but he could not promise he could stop Randy if the creature inside him decided to take off.
"But you crave it...not right to hold you off from it." Randy told him.
"We'll talk about it later, Daddy." John told him. They reached the hotel and John pulled up in the parking lot and parked so that they could go inside.
Randy headed for the suite, kicking off his shoes after he entered. "All things aside it was a good night."
"Yes. It was so freeing." John agreed. He stripped out of his clothing and moved to put something on the wound on his shoulder.
Randy gave faint hiss, seeing it. "Maybe a shower?"
"Yeah...stings." John admitted. "I can't believe you took me dry. Isn't your cock sore?"
"Maybe a little...just didn't think of it in the moment." Randy commented. John enjoyed a long shower and then relaxed in bed. He knew he had only one day off and then it was back to work. He felt exhausted but content.
Randy showered after John then joined him to get some rest.
Meanwhile, Sheamus tracked Wade down at the arena, practically dragging him into one of the storage rooms. "Are ye just looking to get yeself killed?!" He yelled at him before pushing him back.
"Whoa...watch it there." Wade told him. "What are you going on about?"
"Ye the cause of the upheaval? I thought it was ye maker again causing trouble...but it was you!" Sheamus screamed, almost pulling at his hair. "I got them to back off ye for this long and now ye causing more trouble?"
Wade mused. "What? Cena flapped his gums to ya? Did he tell ya it was Taker that turned him?"
"Of course he didn't say it out right...but I pieced it easy enough. He said he chose it though… he made thee choice for his boyfriend."
Wade chuckled. "What, upset you didn't think of the same thing?" Before he realized it he was slapped by Sheamus. His ring heated on contact, leaving an angry burn. Wade snarled, holding his cheek.
"Don't ye ever suggest that! I love ye damn it...but I will not join ye in being damned. I know it was nay ye choice...I know it raged before ye could get control of it. Maybe I can save those two." Sheamus turned, heading for the door. "If not...I don't know what Finn will do once he learned thee story."
"What, you gonna snitch?" Wade almost growled.
"I haven't yet...been avoiding it...don't know how long I can avoid it though." Sheamus told him quietly before he left. John woke the next day and caught up on some e-mails while Randy went off to work. It was his last day off and his body was still healing from the night before. Late morning there was a knock on his room door.
John moved to answer it. Seeing it was Sheamus he stepped back to let the Irishman in. "Hey...come on in, Shea."
"Thanks, John." He told him ,walking in. "I wondering if I could talk to ya a bit...about what ye told me in thee gym."
John motioned to a couch. "Sure. Have a seat. I owe you one for getting Wade off Randy's back."
"I wish I could say it a permanent thing...but I can't." Sheamus told him. He moved to sit and rubbed the back of his neck, feeling nervous. He knew what he was doing could be dangerous if not deadly.
"So, what's on your mind?" John asked, looking. For some reason he felt uneasy.
Sheamus debated if sitting was the best move. What if he had to defend himself? "I have a question for ya. Ye said this...club Randy was forced into...and ye joined for 'im. Ye said there was nay leaving its ranks. If it be thee club I am thinking of...what if I told ya there maybe a way?"
John looked at Sheamus, debating whether to laugh or scoff. "Shea, I seriously doubt you know anything about this club. It's secret."
"Aye...but remember I have known Wade a long time as well. I knew him before he was...inducted." Sheamus told him.
John looked confused then realization dawned in his eyes. "Fuck...you do know. Well, I wouldn't change back if I could. I've never felt so alive...I'm stronger...faster."
Sheamus heaved a sigh. "But now ye see what I told ya...that ye be running with a dangerous crowd. Does Randy feel that same as ye do?"
"I don't know...he was forced into it. He enjoys doing things with me at times but I think he hates the pull Wade has on him." John said honestly.
Sheamus slowly nodded. "Um...this is a tough question to ask. It will determine if there is a chance." He licked his lips. "Has he ever consumed human blood...more so killed a human?"
John huffed a sigh. "Yeah...once. When he was first changed Wade left him in the dark about things he could do. As it turns out Randy and I are stronger than Wade. We can do this thing called a blood storm. Randy did it without even realizing it...sucked someone dry in an alley. Once he was informed of it he's held himself in check ever since. I don't seem to desire killing too much...my creature enjoys sex and the thrill of hunting animals."
Sheamus' eyes grew big and he even gulped at John's comment. "Fuck...um." He tried to take a deep breath to calm himself. "Just watch ye fella's backs. There are some who would wish to wipe ye fellas out." As the words left his mouth he tried to grow on guard. He knew John said his seemed more of a lustful nature...but a threat was still a threat.
A small growl passed John's lips before he knew it. "Wipe us out? Are these the sick fucks who killed Taker's dogs? What do you know, Shea?"
"His dogs? I know nothin' about that." Sheamus exclaimed. "Must be a group from that area. As for sick fuckers as ye so colorfully call them...we...they are not all like that. They just wish to free humanity from the darkness that tries to destroy it. Those I know would nay harm a beast less it was to protect themselves or to get their target."
"Free humanity?" John gave a laugh. "I do as much good in this world as you do! I've never hurt or killed anyone! I work my ass off to make kids happy. What do I do that's so evil? Have sex with my boyfriend and eat a lot of steak?" His tone took on a deeper sound.
"I know ye as a person do many great things...tis the creature inside that is thee evil. Some of their kind have wiped whole villages out either by blood shed or destroying their food supply." Sheamus told him.
"Well, we don't do that shit. You'd best tell them to leave us the fuck alone." John's tone grew more primal. His blue eyes glowed faintly. "I don't want any trouble but I'm very protective of my makers."
Sheamus fought to remain calm. "Well, thee ones that went on Taker's property I have nay connections with...as...as for thee ones I know. I can only seek the same amnesty Wade was given. I...I don't know if it will be granted. He is sort of a special case. Then what he did with Randy may have destroyed that. I don't know yet." He stopped and raised a brow. "Makers? Ye mean Taker, aye?"
"I'm unusual." John's face looked different...colder. "I was called into this body by one maker...but the blood of the boyfriend was used to call me. Thus, we are connected to two makers." The hands flexed.
Sheamus cringed, flexing his hand slightly. "Please calm yeself...I mean ye no harm as long as ye and thee one ye bonded to do nay destroy mortal lives. I can nay promise for others. I can make that promise for meself though."
The jaw relaxed slightly on John's face. "I have no desire to destroy lives unless provoked." He gave a seductive smirk. "My tastes run to the more...sensual nature."
"I am...seeing that." Sheamus huffed a faint breath. "So, ye help keep ye and Randy...clean...I...I can try to help ya."
"We plan on it...we have been warned by my Master to do so." John licked his lips, his glowing eyes roaming Sheamus' body. "Pity my Master ordered me to refrain...I'd love to get a feel of that pale cock."
Sheamus may have given a faintly nervous cough. "An interesting...um...offer...but ye can't defy ye orders though can ye?"
John gave a frustrated growl. "Sadly...no. And the other part loves them both too much to defy them...even if he is in denial of his feelings."
Sheamus slowly stood. "Maybe it best I remove thee temptation." He was thinking for them both.
"Yes...perhaps." John shook his head as if confused. "Thank you for stopping by. And offering help."
"Of course." Sheamus moved for the door, letting himself out. He was able to shake the fog from his head as he neared the elevator. Heaven help any 'normal' person that John's creature sets its sights on. John seemed almost hypnotic.
John tried to get control once he was alone. At times he wondered if the creature was a sex demon. His cock was hard and creating a damp spot in his shorts. He spread his legs and leaned back to get himself off. When his body got this way it had to be sated.
Even if he dread it Sheamus knew it was best to give Finn a lay of the land instead of him discovering on his own and going off half cocked. He headed for the younger man's room, knocking to see if he was in. It wasn't long before Finn answered, letting Sheamus in. "Hey, Fella."
"Hey." Sheamus replied as he walked past him into the room. The larger man looked slightly uncomfortable after his encounter.
"What's got ya lookin' so jumpy?" Finn asked as he closed the door.
Sheamus turned, looking at Finn. "Remember our talk...ye questioned there being other hosts inside thee company?"
Finn gave a slow nod. "Aye...ya found others?"
"Aye...two." Sheamus replied. "But they are nearly as untouchable as Taker was...ye know how much I wished his head at one time. One is nay a threat to mortal lives...the other is undetermined, but if we target him...then thee first will target us."
Finn's face grew hard with determination. "How can ye be so sure thee one is nay a threat?"
"Well, one I believe thee host. Second, ye know how they can put out an aura of their….um...drive?" Sheamus asked.
"Aye." Finn nodded. "Almost hypnotizing' at times."
"Well, theirs is more of a….hedonistic sexual one." Sheamus told him. "It came forward to talk to me. It made it's wishes very clear, but said his Master...I am guessing Taker forbid him from indulging except with the second one, who is his boyfriend."
Finn gave a face of disgust. "Well, I guess that be better than other thin's. Who are thee two?"
Sheamus bit his lips. "Cena and Orton. Orton was forced into thee joining. For some reason Cena did it freely to understand what Orton was going through."
"Which be thee lustful one?" Finn asked, clearing his throat.
"John." Sheamus replied simply.
"Fuck." Finn rubbed the back of his head. He had always secretly had a thing for the older man. Picturing him so lustful made his body grow flush in ways it rarely did.
Sheamus saw Finn's reaction. He didn't know why he couldn't help playing with him. "Oh...and based on his statement to me...he is a bottom player."
Finn gave a shaky breath. "What did he say?" For once the calm, collected man seemed rattled.
"That it be a pity his Master ordered him to refrain...or he would have loved a feel of me pale member." Sheamus told him with a faint cough.
Finn's face flushed at a mental image of Sheamus and himself filling John from both ends while he craved more. He knew he had to pull himself together. "Well, good thin' ye were able to escape his...advances."
"Aye...was hard though. I pity thee target if his...Master ever removes that order. Anyone without our training it may set its sights on will be one tired person afterward." Sheamus told him. "I will admit it did get a faint rise from me." He blushed faintly.
"He is an attractive one." Finn admitted. "I had heard rumors of his preferences around thee locker room. I knew he was with Randy but I heard they added a third on occasion. I admit I had thoughts of joining 'em..before this."
Sheamus dipped his head. A sad look came to his eyes. "The third...least one time was Wade." He almost mumbled.
Finn looked at the other man. "He tell ye that?"
"John did...Wade…" Sheamus sighed. "Wade be thee one that changed Randy against his will."
Finn gave a frustrated sigh. "I know ye care about 'em...but he may have to be dealt with. He can't just go around forcin' that madness on others. Ye said John is safe...what of Randy?" The seriousness of the situation tore him out of the lust he was feeling.
"I don't know. John didn't really say. As for Wade...I don't know what he be thinking doing somethin like that. I didn't even know he knew how. Couldn't it have killed Randy?" Sheamus replied.
"Aye...it be a tricky thin'." Finn tried not to flinch at the memories. "John an' Randy must be of a stocky sort. Have...have either of them killed?"
"Aye...Randy. He didn't even know what happened until after it was done. Um...it...it was a blood storm attack." Sheamus replied. "If I had to guess It may have been that odd murder in Texas few months back. Remember thee reports?"
"B-Blood storm?" Finn looked visibly shaken. "Only thee strongest creatures are able to do that." He had a feeling of dread deep in his gut. "To think we have one in thee company...is terrifyin.' "
"I know...but twas a one time thin...Randy was nay even informed what he could do." Sheamus shook his head. "What was Wade even thinkin?"
"I nay know...but this is bad news. Fault of his own or not Randy is damned. John there still may be time." Finn said with conviction.
"He doesn't want to be saved." Sheamus told him. "He told me...um...he never felt more alive."
"Damn it!" Finn cursed. "Thee fella probably thinks he's some kind of superhero now..that thin' inside him is nothing but bad news. It was a blessing I was able to free myself from their clutches." He spoke of the time he had been one of the possessed ones until he had found freedom. The demon gimmick he used in the ring was to remind himself of the monster he had once been in reality.
"Maybe ye can make him see thee light? Show him that in thee freedom there are gifts. Ye still have some traits...hold insight." Sheamus told him.
"It be a hard task if he be close to Randy and Randy is damned." Finn admitted. "There would be a wedge between them...their relationship would nay be thee same after."
Sheamus gave a dry laugh. "Don't I know that. At least John nay be a tracker like we are."
"A part feels wrong ripping them apart that way...but it be for the best." Finn gave another sigh. "Thee group over here gets their hands on either or both of 'em and they will be nothin' more than a memory."
"Aye...I know. Maybe if John gets purged he can help protect Randy." Sheamus told him. "Though there is a risk."
Finn nodded. "Aye...especially if he is nay willing. It would have to be a forced thin' for his own good."
"But if he nay wish to let it go...be a greater chance the purge could kill 'im." Sheamus told him somberly. "Also...if we seems a threat Randy may come after us. Aye, we can fight them in a physical form...but how do we guard from a blood storm?"
"Honestly, it's never happened with a purge I was a part of. Is Randy thee only one who holds that rare power?" Finn asked.
"I don't know." Sheamus told him. "Since thee one with John draws lustful emotion and nay violent...I didn't even think to ask if he knows."
"Even lustful any creature will fight back if in danger." Finn told him. "Heaven help us if we try to force the purge and he is one of thee stronger ones. We would be destroyed."
"From how he sounds...it may be." Sheamus told him. "Maybe we should just keep an eye on them...as long as they are strong enough to keep clean leave them be. If they stray...then we will need to react." He ran a hand through his hair. "I know ye don't like that thought...but is it worth that risk?"
"I will have to think on it." Finn gave a huff. "Thee US group is getting stronger every day. If those two are of the stronger sort they will be a prime target."
"Aye...John told me this activity in Texas has brought some out...they killed two dog on Taker's property. Not exactly subtle." Sheamus sighed.
"Fuck...if they know of Taker it's only a matter of time. They won't rest until Taker is taken out...then if they spot Wade, Randy, or John on thee property they are guilty by association." Finn said. "Fuck, they would kill 'em just for choosing to hang around Taker."
"Aye...makes me fear for his family...but not like we have grounds to go against that charter...this is their turf." Sheamus pointed out. "How do so many lose their way from thee path?"
"I nay know...they seem to lack a conscience yet they condemn others." Finn said sadly. "I remember thee stories last year...a pretty young lass killed by thee group because she was seen with one of thee damned ones. Doing such acts makes us like thee monsters we claim to be fighting."
"Exactly." Sheamus replied. "It seems more down south?"
"Aye...seems that way. And if he be John's maker John is in grave danger going there." Finn shook his head to clear it. "Damn it...I need to get some arse. Seems just picturin' John so lustful wants to heat me blood to boilin' over."
"Coming from ye that saying a lot...since the thought me me with Wade turns ye stomach." Sheamus told him.
"I know...I know...guess it has just been a long time...a man has needs." Finn admitted. "And John was in me sights before the change. He is just thee body type I enjoy."
"Aye...I know from thee few times ye talked me into it." Sheamus lightly chuckled.
Finn gave a frustrated growl. "I have a high drive and it's been weeks." He tried to shake it off. "Better to not dwell on it."
Sheamus blushed slightly. "Ye be wishing a hand?"
Finn hesitated then shook his head. "Nay...thanks but nay. You only be doing it to help me out. Takes some of thee fun out."
"Okay, Fella...maybe ye can get a say to swing down Florida for that Japanese treat ye like." Sheamus laughed, speaking of Shinske.
Finn laughed. "Yeah...maybe. Better do somethin' before I jump John one day and we both regret it."
"Yeah, that could be a mess." Sheamus chuckled.
Finn moved to give his cock a squeeze. "Not thee same as a tight arse...but maybe I'll go spend some time alone in thee bathroom."
"Is that me cue to leave?" Sheamus asked.
"Aye." Finn laughed loudly as he moved to the bathroom. The door shut with a bang.
"Fook." Sheamus turned to leave the room and head back for his own.
Sweat beaded on Finn's face as he pulled his thick cock from his pants. For a smaller man he had a very sizable manhood. He tried to stay strong and it seemed the days alone were catching up to him. He tried to picture his past hookups as he jerked off but John's perfect body kept invading his thoughts. Just picturing that round ass he had admired in the ring being filled with his cock got the Irishman off in record time. He panted as he tried to gather his wits about him. Now was not the time to let down his guard.