(Hope you are all safe and well.)

Even without an alarm set Finn started to stir early. When Finn woke John was asleep, breathing lightly. He laid on his back, wearing nothing but the collar, a small smile on his face. Finn smiled faintly as he moved to head for the bathroom. John had bathed the night before but he felt he could use a shower. John woke a bit later and saw Finn was in the bathroom. He stretched and got up, smiling as his hand touched the leather gracing his neck. He glanced down at the ring on his finger. "You here, Sweets?" He tested as he moved to get dressed.

Was it wishful thinking or was he there as John felt a cooling touch brush over his cheek faintly. John paused after pulling on his shorts from the night before to study the feeling. "Sweets?" Somehow calling him Master now seemed odd when he had a new one. Sheamus would always be his love but he had a new Dom now. Faint wisps of that old familiar scent may have reached John's nose ever so faintly.

John sighed, looking at the ring. "This won't work. I can't hear you. Maybe I can attach the charm to my phone or put it on a keychain."

The shower stopped and Finn walked out, towelling his head. He lifted his head, seeing John. "Morning, Angel."

John looked up from where he had been studying his ring. "Morning, Master."

"I guess we can eat somethin on thee road or at home. I don't think thee kitchen is in service this early.".Finn told John as he moved for his clothing.

"Sounds good." John nodded as he sat to put on his shoes. "Sweets' ring doesn't work well enough. I can feel him lightly but not hear him."

"We can try to think of something." Finn told him as he moved to finish getting ready, putting his cuffs on last.

"I could put the charm on my keychain in my pocket." John offered, looking at Finn's cuffs. "I love those."

"Thank ye, Angel. I have had them some time and keep them well oiled." Finn told him as he made sure he had everything. "About ready?"

John nodded, grabbing his bag. "Ready, Master."

"Okay...ye fine taking the elevator back down to thee parking level?" Finn asked as he rest the key on the table and headed for the door.

"I'll suck it up, Master." John assured him.

"Okay then." Finn led the way down the hall to the large elevator, taking it down to the basement to head for the car. "So eat out or home?"

"If you don't mind can we eat at home?" John answered. "That way if Ran is there I can cook for us all."

"That be fine. I gave ye the option." Finn told John as they got in the car and he started it to pull out. He wondered how much of it was Randy and how much of it was he was not ready to remove the collar yet.

John smiled at the answer. He did not tell Finn part of the reason why he wanted to go home was that he wanted to keep the new collar on as long as possible.

Finn pulled out and began the long drive back to John's house. John reached to touch his collar several times as he looked out the window. "Feels so good to belong to someone again." He observed. "I think that's one thing my Daddy just never understood. His submission was reluctant at best."

"I am pleased, John. Ye behaved well last eve and ye seemed to truly enjoy yeself being on the receiving end of that attention." Finn told him as he focused on the road.

"Perhaps I can place ye on display again sometime. I was unsure how many to allow. Three felt like a good enough number."

"I trust your judgement. I get heated and don't seem to know when to stop." John told him. "And thank you, Master. I would like that."

"We can test numbers. Ye are quite sturdy." Finn observed, a hint of praise in his tone.

"Thank you. I like a little abuse." John admitted. "Daddy used to say I'm not a china doll."

Finn gave a faint laugh. "Aye, I can see that. I don't mind thee...corporal punishment, but I enjoy thee restraints more. So maybe when we go to clubs I will leave such acts to those demonstrating...under me watchful eye of course."

John looked at Finn and smiled. "Thank you, Master. I love restraints too just so you know. The feeling of being helpless makes me hot. I guess it's because I'm normally the strong type...to be forced to submit to a man and just take what he gives me is so stimulating."

"And for that we blend well. I see ye enjoy thee other thins as well though." Finn told him. "Ye even admitted so."

"Master, there are so many things I enjoy...neck play, role play, restraints, spanking, biting...I could go on and on. I'm pretty flexible. About the only thing that scares me is a hood." John said with a shudder.

"Understood." Finn replied. They talked back and forth until they reached John's home. Finn pulled out front like normal to park.

John got out of the car, a big grin on his face as he saw a rental in the driveway. "Daddy's home!" He announced, not caring if he sounded like an excited child.

Finn gave a laugh. "Go ahead in." He told him as he got out of the car.

John took off running with his bag for the house. He felt more like himself than he had in months. He unlocked the front door and walked inside, calling out loudly as he took off his shoes. "Daddy? You home?"

"Living room." A distant voice called. John sat the bag down and ran to the large, downstairs living room, his blue eyes full of fun.

Randy was kicked back on the couch watching TV when John reached him. John paused a moment seeing Randy and then he almost pounced the younger man on the couch, giving him a good kiss.

Randy almost yelped but was cut off by the kiss. "Well, good morning to you too." His eyes quickly lowered to the collar. "You weren't kidding."

"Nope. He gave it to me yesterday." John's eyes looked happy after the kiss broke. "He took me to a club and put me on display...let the first three who offered their services to spank me...it was so much damn fun."

Randy almost wanted the blow up but held his tongue. "I guess no different then when Shea let that one female practice on you."

"I...I liked it." John admitted. "It wasn't anything sexual...just a spanking. Honestly I didn't even see what they looked like...I was tied up and leaning over a bench."

"You don't need to defend your actions, BB." Randy tried to tell him. Did John pick up on his mood?

John had known Randy long enough to know his boyfriend did not find the action to be as sexy as he did. He tried to tone down his gushing a bit as he gave a nod and moved off Randy to sit beside him. "We haven't had our breakfast yet. Have you?"

Randy thought a moment. "Not yet."

John stood, a little of the playfulness gone. He cared about Randy and didn't want to bother him with his gushing about the leather community. "I'll fix us all something to eat then."

"Thanks, Baby." Randy replied with a smile. John nodded and left to go to the kitchen and cook. He wanted to shake his head at his own stupidity. Why the hell would he think his boyfriend would want to hear about him being played with by strangers? He pulled out ingredients and set about making a nice breakfast.

Finn walked in a moment later after he changed into more comfortable shorts. "Everythin' okay, John?"

John looked Finn's direction as he diced vegetables. "Yes...why do you ask?"

"Thought ye would still be catching up with Randy." Finn replied as he moved to the fridge.

"Nah...he hasn't eaten either so I thought I'd cook for us all." John replied as he pulled out a large skillet.

"That's good." Finn smiled after he got some juice and sat down to keep John company. John was a little quiet as he cooked, not seeming overly upset just more calm than he had earlier. It was not long before breakfast was ready to eat.

By the time John was done Randy had joined them and worked on brewing coffee. "How was your day yesterday?" John asked Randy as he carried the eggs and ham to the table.

"You know the normal round of interview bullshit and stuff." Randy replied as he sat down with his coffee.

"Yeah...I know how that goes." John sat down once all the food was on the table. Finn went to begin eating, knowing John waited on him.

John started eating once Randy and Finn did. "Daddy noticed my collar." He told Finn in between bites.

Finn looked at Randy. "Ye like thee design?" He asked, setting his fork down to focus. "He hasn't wanted it removed since I placed it on him."

Randy pursed his lips slightly to hide his clenched jaw. "I see you copied his old one?"

"I felt it fittin for 'im." Finn replied before he went back to eat.

John knew Randy so well he could hear something off in Randy's tone. Things had not felt tense between his Dom and Daddy in a long time. He looked up at his boyfriend, seeing the tension in his face. "Something wrong, Daddy?" He asked quietly. Randy shook his head before sipping his coffee. He hated at times that any thought of the leather community put him on edge. He knew John loved it, almost needed it. He couldn't be part though. John's eyes lowered back to his food, not knowing what to say. He knew Randy's past made him almost hate anything to do with the lifestyle. Seeing the collar probably was a burden to him but John could not help it. John focused on eating, not bringing up the subject again.

Finn focused on the meal. It was easy to feel things growing tense. He finished looking at John. "Was good as always...I think I'll retire to me room for now. Maybe work on some of me own emails."

John looked disappointed but nodded. He knew he could not be with both men like he had with Sheamus and Randy. "Thank you, Master. I'll see you later." He stood up and started clearing the table.

"Aye, later, Randy." Finn got up, leaving the room. John began to carry dishes to the sink. He hoped calling Finn Master didn't upset Randy but that's what he was now.

"Okay, it's our day off. What are we doing?" Randy asked.

"It's up to you." John's spirits seemed low compared to how energetic he had been when he first arrived. "And you can say what you want, I could see the tension all over your face when Master asked you about the collar."

"Is that why you now seem down, Baby Boy?" Randy asked.

John gave a slow nod as he worked. "I keep forgetting you don't enjoy the lifestyle or want to hear about it...I hate the tension I feel whenever it's brought up...You have a right to feel how you do...it's just hard."

"I just want you happy, BB...love seeing you happy. I...I just can't get enthusiastic over that." Randy told him

"I know." John sighed as he began filling the dishwasher. "Being collared yesterday was the first time I really felt a little like myself since Sweets passed...I just...I just wanted to share that with you."

"I know, Baby. I can see that. I'm happy for you. Really." Randy told him.

John nodded and tried to get in the happy mood he was before. "Thanks...what would you like to do today?"

"Well, you want to go out or stay in?" Randy asked.

"If you don't mind stay in. I was out all last evening." John said, not wanting to remove his collar. He bit his lip as he wondered why Randy had not tried to pounce him. It had been weeks since they had sex last with their busy work loads and John trying to get his career back on track. He had to wonder how many times Randy had fucked Mike.

"Pool?" Randy asked, remembering their last time but this time where would be no FInn to interrupt them.

John nodded as he turned on the dishwasher. "Sure. Sounds good to me."

"Great." Randy smiled as he moved over to John, wrapping his arms around him. He rested his head on John's shoulder.

"I've missed you." John admitted once Randy was close. "It seems even when we're both on the road Hunter's got us running around in two different directions."

"Doesn't feel fair hmm, Baby?" Randy asked as he moved to kiss the side of John's neck but then stopped seeing the collar again. He tried not to sigh as he moved to kiss John's cheek.

John heard the intake of breath from Randy and was sad. Would he feel his Daddy's disapproval every time he was around him with it on? "I'm sorry if my collar bothers you." He said quietly, not answering the previous question.

"It's fine...I just forgot about it a moment and was going to kiss your neck." Randy replied honestly. "You also can't wear it in the water."

"Damn...I forgot. Master can be strict on protocol. I guess I need to ask him to remove it." John said reluctantly.

"I can meet you there, BB." Randy told him as he let go.

"Okay." John moved to walk to the extension where Finn said he would be relaxing. When he reached his living quarters he spoke from outside the door. "May I come in a moment?"

"It's open." Finn replied.

John walked inside, seeing Finn on the bed. "Daddy wants me to swim with him in the poolroom. He said I should remove the collar first." John said reluctantly. He wanted to swim with his Daddy just hated taking it off.

"Aye, he is correct. Ye wished me to remove it for ye?" Finn asked as he stood up from this laptop. He could see the almost sad look in the eyes that were so happy earlier. "Ye know ye have ye daily collar up in ye room."

John gave a slow nod. "Yes, Master...to both things. Maybe I'll bring it to you to put on me after my swim?"

"Okay, Angel." Finn smiled as he walked over to him. "Kneel."

John moved to kneel down. "I don't know why Daddy seems upset. He sighed when he went to kiss my neck and the collar was there." He admitted sadly. "He tells me he just wants me happy but I can tell it bothers him."

"Well...ye said he had a rough time in thee community. That and if he went to kiss ye neck I guess it was covering it so he was disappointed." Finn tried to reason.

"Yeah...guess so." John waited for Finn to remove his formal collar.

Finn moved, reaching around to unbuckle the collar and slipped it from John's neck. "There ye go." He smiled before moving to set to collar on the dresser to let it air out.

John stood back up and gave Finn a small smile. "See you later, Master." He left the room so he could join Randy in the pool room. It seemed it had been so long since they had last spent time together. Randy was again in a lounge chair relaxing in the buff when John reached the room.

John paused a moment, taking in the sight of Randy. The man was absolute perfection from head to toe. After a few minutes passed he walked closer to the lounge chair. "You wasn't going to swim, Daddy?" He asked as his body took in the smooth, tanned flesh.

Randy turned his head to look. "I was waiting on you."

"O-Okay." John tried not to gawk at Randy as he moved to strip down to swim. He wondered if it had been weeks for Randy since he had sex or if he had found other outlets.

"You sound like you don't believe me." Randy told him as he got up to walk over to him .

John cleared his throat, looking up at Randy. "Of course I do...sorry if I sound scattered."

"What's wrong?" Randy asked as he stood in close proximity to the older man.

"Nothing." John tried to assure Randy. "Sorry...just seeing you naked...it feels like it's been so long..."

"Wish a closer inspection?" Randy smirked.

John gave an intake of breath as he eyed his Daddy's toned body. "Don't you think it's been awhile? I remember you about went crazy after Sweets passed and you had a few weeks dry spell."

"Of course I feel it's been awhile, Baby." Randy stepped in the same time he moved a hand to John's cock, giving a faint squeeze.

John gave a groan at the unexpected touch to his manhood. "F-Fuck, Daddy." He panted with a light chuckle. "Wasn't expecting that." Randy smirked as he hooked his other hand behind John's head before he lowered his head head to kiss John fully almost in a hunger manner. John returned the kiss with just as much passion. Moans left his chest as their tongues immediately began to ravage the other's mouths much like years ago when they would fuck after a show. Sexual tension and energy could be felt in the air.

Randy broke the kiss, panting. "Bend over something or get on the ground...I need to feel you." He removed his hands from John before he started to wet the palm of one with his mouth. John's eyes were glazed with lust as he moved quickly to the ground on his hands and knees. He wanted a good pounding as much as the younger man wanted to feel him. Randy moved behind John, spitting into his hand before using the makeshift lube to wet his cock. "Fuck, this will be tight." Randy almost moaned as he stroked himself slightly before moving the head between John's cheeks.

John agreed in a husky tone. "I don't care...just want to feel you inside."

Randy pushed to breach the outer ring of muscle before pushing deeper with a grunt. "Oh, fuck, Baby." John gave a heated cry at the stretch and burn of being forced to take Randy's thick member so fast. He took a deep breath to try and force his muscles to relax. He didn't realize by Randy's words the man was going to basically take him dry.

Randy slowly rubbed a circle on John's lower back with one hand. "You got this, Baby...feel so good...doesn't it?"

John gave a breathless chuckle after a few seconds. "Yeah...fucking good. Now fuck me like the dirty bitch I am."

Now was Randy's turn to laugh. "Love how you know it and don't give a fuck." He stated before he moved to grasp John's waist before he pulled back to slam forward. He moaned faintly as he continued. "Nothing but a dirty bitch that can't get enough of our two cocks."

"I don't give a fuck because I choose to be your bitch." John moaned at the feeling. He was pleasantly surprised Randy acknowledged Finn in the equation. "Damn straight...wish I could get fucked by you both all day long."

"Hmm wonder if you're in the wrong profession." Randy laughed before picking up speed.

"I...don't think you or Master would like me getting fucked by strangers." John said in response. He moaned as Randy's cock sent pleasure from his prostate to his own dripping member.

"True...ma-maybe select few." Randy moaned out the words. "Fuck, it feels like it was so long."

"It's been a few weeks." John reminded him, giving deep moans of pleasure. "Oh, yeah...fuck me good."

Randy let his fingers grip John's flesh as he grew hotter with every passing moment and his thrust grew harder with them.

"Damn, Daddy...fuck." John groaned at the rough actions of Randy's almost dry cock. He could almost feel himself tearing slightly, not that he minded. "You really know how to fuck your bitch."

"You know it." Randy moaned as his heart beat faster with his heated blood.

"Gonna fucking cum soon." John announced as he felt Randy's cock turn the pain into pleasure. His own member throbbed under him.

"Go ahead...to-touch yourself, BB." Randy moaned as his hands gripped a little tighter.

John balanced on his right hand as he moved his left to begin jerking his aching cock roughly. "F-Fuck...yeah..." He gave a strangled cry as he came, the spray of his release shooting from his pulsing member.

"Mmm, fuck yeah. Squeeze me tighter." Randy groaned as he still ploughed John even with the clenching inner walls. He only lasted a moment longer before pushing deep before cumming himself.

John almost collapsed once Randy was done with him, his chest heaving. "Wow...that was intense." He could feel a burning in his ass from where he had been torn some. Spit was just not very effective lubricate.

"Yeah it was." Randy fell onto the grass next to him. "Have fun?"

"Y-Yeah." John laid on his stomach in the grass. "A little sore but it was very fun. I missed us together." Faint tinges of blood could be seen near the older man's entrance although he could not see it.

"You like a little pain though." Randy mused.

"Yeah. I do." John agreed. "Just not used to being taken dry I guess. Normally you or Master use a lot of lube."

"Sorry, BB...I did try. Maybe you need to stash bottles around the house." Randy laughed.

John chuckled and then gave a groan as he moved to roll over. "Might be an idea with the way we love to play."

"You sure you're okay?" Randy asked, hearing the pained moan.

"Yeah...just a little sore. Been awhile since I've been torn." John replied as he laid on his side facing Randy. "Master Finn plays rough but he almost drowns his cock in lube it seems...and you use a lot too."

"Think I'll be in trouble?" Randy tried to joke.

John shook his head with a chuckle. "How can you get in trouble when you are technically over him? He always tells me as my boyfriend your wants come first."

"Just checking." Randy chuckled as he rolled to his back.

John didn't tell Randy how sore he felt because he had enjoyed himself so much and did not want him to feel bad. The tore, pulling feeling was just not normal for him anymore and he had forgotten how much it hurt. "I really have missed being with you, Daddy."

"Yeah work has been hell." Randy commented.

"Seems like since we came out we became bigger superstars than we already were." John agreed. "I think I attended three LGBT support events just this week. It's like Hunter is using us as his poster boys for equality in the WWE."

"Well, didn't you have that with Shea when you two came out?" Randy commented.

"Yeah, just seems like more with my recent return I guess." John looked at the ring on his finger. "I had to take off the necklace so I could put on my collar. That doesn't bother you does it? I'll still wear it in the ring."

"I know your dog tags are just a symbol, Baby. It doesn't change how you feel about me." Randy commented.

John nodded. "Okay. I tried just wearing this ring to see if the connection with Sweets is still there. I could just barely feel him but that's it. I think I might put the charm on the key ring I always carry in my pocket."

"Okay, BB." Randy commented as he stood up.

John slowly stood, trying not to wince. "I really miss Sweets...feeling him kiss and hold me...but after what happened with Master last time I'm afraid to bring it up and cause trouble between us."

A sad look may have crossed Randy's face for a moment. "Yeah I understand."

"I want it so bad." John continued. His voice may have cracked slightly. "But things are so good between Master Finn and I right now...I'm scared I'll make him feel second rate or insecure." A wetness may have filled the older man's eyes slightly.

"Well, you have a choice to make. I don't feel right saying anything to him." Randy admitted.

John sighed. "I don't know. I'll have to think about it and wait for the right time. I don't want to destroy what we have in the process. He just collared me and I don't want any tension there."

"I can understand that, Baby. Um, if I hurt you can you get in the water still?" Randy looked worried.

John could not imagine trying to swim when every movement pulled his sore ass. He gave Randy a small smile. "You enjoy, Daddy. I'm a little tired. Think I'll just relax in the lounge chair while you swim."

"You sure, Baby...maybe I should get you in a warm bath." Randy offered.

"No...no, you go ahead. You love the pool and it's your day off. I'll be fine." John waved him off as he slowly walked toward the chair. "I'll just relax and watch my sexy Daddy swim."

"Okay, BB." Randy tried not to look worried as he headed for the water. John sank down in the chair with a pained groan once Randy was in the water. He tried to get comfortable but as time went on the pain grew and he end up laying on his side. Before the older man knew it, he had fallen asleep, lulled by the sound of the water in the tropical paradise he had created for Sheamus.

A faint touch brushed John cheek as he rested. John stirred slightly but did not wake up fully as his body was tired and sore from his earlier fun with Randy. A faint cool kiss was pressed to his forehead. John stirred slightly, his eyes still closed. He would know the Irishman's touch anywhere. "Sweets?" He mumbled, wondering if he was asleep.

"Aye." The familiar voice whispered back.

"But how? I don't have the charm?" John asked with his eyes still closed. A faint touch rested over John's hand with the ring.

"I thought it wasn't strong enough?" John asked quietly, a little confused.

"Also location." Sheamus whispered. "Think how much time we spent 'ere. This was me favorite place."

"Oh...so good to hear from you." John shifted with a groan. "I guess you know I was collared yesterday."

"Aye, ye sure had fun."

John gave a small chuckle. "That I did...Sweets, please don't take this the wrong way and be hurt but I don't feel right calling you Master anymore. You were my first and always will be...my heart...but you can't be my Dom if you're not physically here."

"I understand. Ye still me Angel as ye were before we went that path." Sheamus' voice was filled with love.

"Of course I am, Sweets. I miss you so much...but I'm afraid to tell Master Finn." John admitted.

"I understand...that's why I try these visits when I can." Sheamus told him.

"Thanks, Sweets." John felt a throbbing in his ass and grunted. "Randy really hurt me...but I'd never tell him that. It was the first time he's fucked me with just spit in months."

"Ye really should be soaking. Ye were wise to nay get in thee pool though. The chemicals may have been bad."

"Yeah...Daddy loves the pool though and he never gets to swim." John's eyes drifted closed again. "I'll...just...wait on him."

"You need to take care of yeself too, Angel." The voice sounded a little stern.

"I know, Sweets." John mumbled, almost asleep again. His body ached every time he tried to move.

"Rest...I need to go for a bit." Another faint kiss was placed to John's forehead. John mumbled in response as he was already almost dead to the world.

It was some time later before Randy came out of the water to join John. He saw John lightly snoring and didn't want to wake him. John shifted in his sleep, giving a pained groan although he did not wake up. Randy narrowed his eyes with a sigh. "Bath time for Baby." He commented before he moved to scoop John up from the chair into his arms.

John cried out at the jarring move, his eyes opening in confusion. "Daddy? What are you doing?"

"Sorry, Baby...tried to be gentle. I am getting your ass...and the rest of you in a warm tub." Randy replied as he carried John nearly bridal style out of the pool room.

"I thought you were swimming." John protested as he laid his head against Randy's chest.

"I think i was in there almost an hour, BB." Randy told him as he walked through the house.

"Sorry. Guess I was tired. I talked to Sweets. He said I could hear him in there because we spent so much time in there together."

"I guess that makes sense and if you were tired it's fine. I just worry about you." Randy replied as he reached the bedroom and moved to the master bath. He carefully helped John on his feet so he could go fill the tub.

John waddled to his dresser and pulled out clean shorts for afterward. He chuckled over the way he was walking like Vince. Randy looked as John made his way in. "What part of taking it easy aren't you getting?"

"Just getting shorts." John answered, sitting them on the bed. He waddled over to where his every day collar sat on the dresser.

"Okay, Baby." Randy replied.

John held the collar up so Randy could see it. "This is my everyday collar."

Randy looked. "So he kept the same design for that one too?" Randy asked.

John nodded, laying it on top of his shorts. "He said he knew I liked the paracord one from before."

"That was thoughtful." Randy told him before moving to shut the water off. "Okay, time to soak that sore tush."

John chuckled and slowly made his way to the bathroom. He moved to step into the tub and cried out before he could stop it as his sore ass felt like it was pulling. "Fuck." He panted out. "Almost as bad as our invader role play."

Randy lowered his eyes. "Sorry, Baby...I...I don't know what got into me. I'll go get some stuff for you later."

John sank down in the water slowly and leaned back to relax. "Don't apologize...we were both just so hot for each other we didn't think. I was just as bad."

"I guess." Randy told John even if inside he was cursing himself. "Do you have any of the suppositories still?"

John thought a moment as he shifted in the water. "Yeah...I think they're under the main sink...in the cabinet."

Randy went to look. "Hope they're good...aren't they supposed to stay cool?"

"Yeah...me too." John made a face at the memory. "I don't like using those things. When Sweets did that last time it was humiliating."

"But it made you feel better, Baby...also don't want Finn angry that I damaged his Angel." Randy told him as he pulled the box out, seeing the rash cream in there as well. "Well, the cream is still in code...will need to check the other when I open one of the packs."

"Fine." John grumbled, closing his eyes. "Wait...won't your cock be sore like before since I am?"

"I don't feel it yet. If I do I'll use some." Randy assured him.

"Okay." John's eyes drifted closed as he let the warm water soothe his body. Randy had woke him up earlier when he carried him from the pool room. "Shit." He mumbled. "I have to do prep work for dinner tonight."

"Well, what were you planning? I can do some of it for you." Randy told him.

"I was just going to do the baked chicken you love with the roasted vegetables." John told him as he started to relax some.

"Ah okay...well, I can go cut the vegetables while you soak. I know you like to do the chicken a certain way."

"Thanks, Daddy." John had to laugh. "Sweets would give us a tongue lashing to remember."

"Surprised you haven't heard him yet...and I may when I sleep." Randy laughed. He then looked down. "I guess I better throw something on."

"Good idea." John chuckled. "Unless you hope to give Master Finn an eyeful."

"He has already." Randy laughed. He moved to lean over the tub to kiss John before heading to get some shorts.

John tried to rest and ignore the throbbing pain in his ass. He knew better than to let Randy fuck him with no lube or prep but they had both been too hot to care. "Guess we'll never learn." He mumbled, hoping Finn would not be angry with him.

Randy may have hissed slightly as he slid the shorts on. "Well, I deserved that." He grumbled. "Be back soon, BB."

"Okay." John mumbled, letting his mind drift away. Randy headed downstairs and to the kitchen. He opened the fridge to remove the vegetables to chop when he saw the container with the steaks in it. He shrugged and went to work slicing up carrots, potatoes and some celery. He placed them all in a bowl before he pulled out the roasting pan and rack for John then headed back upstairs.

John had fallen asleep in the tub, his head leaning back to rest on the side. Randy walked in, kneeling next to the tub placing a hand on John's shoulder. John jumped at the touch and opened his eyes to see Randy. "Back already?"

"I think I was gone almost twenty minutes, Baby." Randy replied. "Question when did you plan on making steak. Aren't you leaving for the road with me tomorrow?"

"Fuck...I had them for last night then Master took me out." John remembered. "Guess I should use those up. I think I have enough for us all."

"Well, you don't want the chicken to go bad either...how about chicken tonight and you can cook the steak to use with breakfast?" Randy asked.

John nodded. "Sounds good...steak and eggs." He moved to slowly stand from the tub so he could get out.

Randy stood up to offer John a hand up. "Once you get dry I'll put that stuff in you."

John actually blushed as he got out, trying not to grunt from the dull pain. "Okay."

"Relax, Baby...I seen it plenty of times. It's no big deal." Randy told him as he grabbed John a towel.

"I know. Don't know why it feels odd." John admitted. Once he was dry he walked carefully to the bedroom and laid on the bed. He saw his clean shorts and collar. "I promised Master I'd come to his room after our fun so he could put my everyday collar on."

"Well, I am sure he will tell something is off." Randy told him. "Up on your knees, Baby...chest down." He instructed John before he moved to grab the stuff. John gulped but obeyed slowly, moving into the exposed position. He was already so sore he hoped the treatment would not be too painful. Randy came back and opened one of the small foil packets. "Doesn't look like it melted luckily." He told John. "Now just relax and remember these are made for sore tushes."

"Okay." John said softly. He could not help but remember when Sheamus had cared for him in exactly the same way.

Randy carefully parted John's cheeks, sliding the smooth item between them and slowly pushed it in after removing the foil off the end. The body heat quickly softened and began to melt to sooth the sore flesh. "Okay, BB...just lay down and let that work a few minutes before you try to get dressed. " John laid on his stomach and closed his eyes. Before long he was out cold. Randy couldn't help shaking his head as he heard John snoring lightly. He moved to drain the tub and clean the bathroom.

John slept like a dead man for a few hours. He woke around dinner time feeling a bit better. "Daddy?" He called as he opened his eyes to look for Randy.

"Yeah, Baby?" Randy called from by the window where he was sitting, looking over his phone.

"Sorry I fell asleep on you." John moved to sit up, reaching for his shorts.

"It's fine, BB.I told you to rest." Randy told him. "Oh, we been asked to attend some sort of equality forum next week. So two days of normal work then we fly to Vegas for the week,"

"Sounds fun." John pulled the shorts on before grabbing his everyday collar. "Guess I should have Master put this on me and get that chicken in the oven or we'll never eat."

"Okay, Baby...I just finished catching up on messages." Randy nodded.

"Meet you in the kitchen." John told his boyfriend. He carried the collar to the extension where Finn was staying.