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Over the next few weeks or so John had watched Randy when he could without fear of being caught by Gangrel, who for lack of need elsewhere had continued to travel with the newly formed larger nest. He already had Edge's word on the matter, he may not of liked it, but he did give John his word. Even the heavens won't be able to help Randy if John got hurt though. Something was wrong with Randy, John just knew it, felt it, something. How could Hunter or Ric not see or feel it. They were working so closely with Randy.

Randy was within his own world most of the time when he was not playing the part of Evolution's youngest member, the shining future of the company. The last time Randy slipped off to one of his 'suppliers' he had acquired a few of the vials & kept them hidden within his belongings in a matter to not easily be found. Instead of almost weekly, he would welcome the void to sweep his mind in his times alone…the void took away the feeling of being rejected, unwanted, betrayed. He felt as if he was of two minds within the same body.

One the Randy Orton he played for the fan & cameras. The confident, brash, cocky young man who felt the world was his on a silver platter. The other, a lonely wretch, a being that no longer deserved the comfort of others presence. A shell that only stayed for some sick purpose even he was no longer sure of. That lonely being knew slowly the first would be seen less & less. When the cameras were not around the times of Evolution were beginning to fade. No more was he asked or told to join his two former mates for a night on the town. The young brash, cocky Randy was lucky to see the inside of a 'respectable' night clue once a week when he knew it was just for show.

Once back at the hotel, Hunter & Ric returned to their high-end suite while Randy returned to just a standard room. The wretch in him felt it didn't need or deserve such a life anymore. One night after a house show they returned to the hotel. Putting on a good face for the fans in the lobby, but once on the elevator it was like a wall was there. Hunter & Ric obeying the orders of their new Master. A small fragment of Randy wishing to be 'seen' outside the works. He wouldn't jeopardize them despite what their Master may think of him. Randy stepped off on a much lower floor heading slowly down the hall.

He slipped his key into the slot pushing the door open once the green light blinked. He tossed his bag to the side before he made his way to his carry on bag. He knelt down to search through it for the small padded bag inside. As he pulled it out there was a knock on his door. He debated pretending he didn't even hear it. The knock came again.
"Randy? Randy, I know you in there." An almost forgotten voice muffled by the door hit his ears. Randy looked at the door thinking his mind was playing games. It had to have been…it wasn't possible. "Randy please…open up…talk to me…"

Randy placed the bag down as he slowly stood up moving towards the door. He stopped before he could open it placing his hand against it. If the door was glass each one would have seen they were doing the same thing, their hands only separated by a few inches of door. "Whose with you?" Randy asked, John could tell even his voice sounded off.
"I'm alone."
"You know you shouldn't be here."
"Just open up…please…I need to see you, I need to see your eyes Randy. Tell me what is going on?"

"I am only opening so our business is not air before outsiders." Randy opened the door stepping back. John was in a grey long-sleeved thermal & faded blue jeans. Once John was in the room he shut the door but also turned his back. "Why would you care how an outsider is? Remember I was viewed as a threat by your Master…tossed to fend for myself."
"I don't care about that…Randy what we had…I hope still have went past those of the nests."
"But if they call you still return to them. Edge rules over you now. Your choice was made clear before." John could hear how low Randy sounded.

"It was only made in the matter that yes I care for Edge…I could not allow you to just hurt him…maybe even kill him as I just stood by. I care for you still too…I love you." He could see Randy give a silent laugh. "I am being honest Randy…I love you…I loved you even before my change…I know we were apart for my safety, that doesn't mean my feelings for you changed. The question is…do you still feel for me? Do you still love me or was I just the lowly member of Taker's nest to be used & tossed aside? Do you even realize the months I was under your control instead of Edge's how little you had me by your side?" A little pain to John's own voice. "Can you recall the few nights you had me sharing your bed or even your company instead of your being attached to the Master's…well what ever it is he wanted you attached to."

John barely had time to blink before he was slammed against the door, it rattled at the impact. Randy's eyes burned with his displeasure his lips pulled in a sneer. John fought to remain calm. "Gone or not…he is only master I have, you will not speak ill of him…" Randy closed his eyes taking a deep breath releasing John & turned. The anger dropped from his voice. "Besides…you ever think I stayed so closely to him because of two reasons. One if I kept catering to his needs you would not of had to…instead you were able to keep Hunter company where I was no longer wanted by him. Even in his rougher moments I am sure he was still gentler then my Master. Second…Even if no longer the lowest, I had been for so long. First the brutality of Dave then that of my Master…I just was not used to being the one to control."

"Except for when it came to me…and the mortals you hunt."
"Perhaps. But now I am tossed out alone…no Master, no subservient…no one."
John knew he was taking a risk but stepped closer to Randy placing a hand on his shoulder. "You still have me."
"What of Edge? What of your Master?"
"Grel is not like Master Taker…as for Edge…yes he gave me life again, yes by our laws I must listen to him…" John moved to face Randy. Randy's head lowered & eyes closed. "But he already said I could still be with you if you still wanted me. He told me that the first night after I woke, you were so filled with rage we never were given the chance to tell you."

"So…so you didn't turn you back on me." Randy voice confused, questioning.
"No…I just had to stop you because I do care for him as well…but deep inside there is a piece of you no one or nothing will be able to rip away from me. I keep being told I feel things I shouldn't. Edge told you before he claimed me…I felt when Dave nearly killed you because his blood was too weak to change you to his…I should not have felt it, but I did. The thing is even after Edge claimed me as his…I kept feeling things. I don' know what it is I was feeling, but something…and something in me tells me you are why I am feeling these things. Randy please what has been going on with you?"

Randy's steel eyes looking into John's rich blue for the first time in what felt like a long time, he debated a moment telling him, but he couldn't. What difference would it make besides maybe chasing him away. Randy cupped John's face in his hands. "It doesn't matter now." He leaned forward capturing John's lips with his own. John wanted to protest because he was still worried for Randy, but at the same time the kiss was welcoming & long missed.

Randy ran his hands slowly from John's face down to his shoulders & slowly over his arms. He could feel John grow tense causing him to break the kiss. "What is it John?"
"I..I just don't know how you will react…how I will react…"
"To what?" Randy took a hold of John's hands looking at his scared face. John lowered his eyes a little, he knew if Randy had been permitted in their nest he would technically be higher rank, but he didn't feel that though. He would always be Randy's. Just as he felt odd to ask it of Edge…even if that is how it had been since his change, he never thought he could ask it of Randy.

John took a deep breath to try to stop his voice from shaking. "How you will react seeing my scars."
"So their mark did remain on you?"
"Some…most Edge claims are hardly noticeable…even if I still think I can feel them at times…I also do-don't know how I will react if we…if we…well if we go all the way."
"Surely you have been intimate….I know you have he told me it happened in the heat if the moment…"
"He allowed me to top him that night…and since then."
"I see…Hmmm" Randy closed his eyes in thought till John squeezed his hands. Randy opened them looking back at him.
"I wouldn't ask that of you…don't ask me why…I…I just don't feel drawn to take you in that way…I want to be taken…" John looked down. "I am just worried I will repulse you when you see…"

"I may not be able to act as though they are not there…it is your pain that saddens me, you will not repulse me John…I do love you…I will do what I can to see past them & still see you. They do not define you." Randy slowly pulled John closer to him wrapping his arms around him to kiss him again, he brushed his lips against his just briefly before he move to trial them along his neck. John faintly whimpered as it felt like tiny jolts of energy revitalizing his body. His faint whimpers begs Randy to do more, John had missed him so much.

Randy pulled back, on instinct John gave a faint whine. "Relax John…I'm not going anywhere…" He reached for John's hand leading him towards the bed. "Just wish us more comfortable."
John slowly nodded. He licked his lips as the nerves began to hit him. "Yo-you mind if I…um…strip then."
Randy tried not to chuckle a faint smirk to his lips. "Why would I mind that would be the ultimate end point anyways right?"
"Right…Ju-just wanted to ask...because…"
"I would need to see either way…I am guessing that is why you went to long pants in the ring?"

John slowly nodded. "It's fine John…I'll even join you." Randy reached up to undo the buttons of the dress shirt he was in. The same time John started to bunch up the bottom of the shirt he was in. "You want me to watch you…or wait?"
"Which ever you prefer…maybe the shirt just first…in case."
Randy stepped toward John cupping his face to look in his worried eyes. "There is no in case. You could look like fucking Quasimodo & I would still want you to be mine." Randy leaned forward kissing John lightly before stepping back. "Now go ahead…show yourself to me." Randy was sliding his shirt rest of the way off as John lifted his off over his head. Randy's mouth felt like it was near watering watching John's tones abs & chest come into view. Randy tried to fight the urge to look away as the first mark came into view the discoloration to his one shoulder.

He held his breath just a bit as John finished removing his shirt tossing it aside. John's head lowered, was it out of respect or fear who could say for sure. Patches of marred flesh also decorated his biceps. Good size sections that if looked closely you could see the circles that made up the bite patterns. John just stayed in silence awaiting a word, a sound…something from Randy, but there was silence. The silence felt almost strangling to John till Randy finally spoke.
"I want to test something John." A slight authority to Randy's voice, maybe a hit of coldness to it. Part of it scare John, but at least Randy had not ordered him out.

"OK…"
"Kneel, then close your eyes." John took a breath to calm his nerves before he did as told. Randy slowly walked around John looking him over. An old memory stirred seeing the marks & he just had to test a thought of his. "I do not mean to hurt you…if it does let me know." John just slowly nodded. Randy leaned down near the scar on John's shoulder. He lightly brushed his lips to it. A small part of him repulsed at the thought knowing it was caused by a filthy wolf that wished nothing more than to have killed John.

A low growl built from deep within John at the sensation, Randy pulled back just a little having his tongue glide over the area & John's growl turned to a heated moan. "Oh fuck man…"
A faint smirk brushed Randy's lips. He stood back up. "OK you can finish displaying yourself to me."
John was already faintly panting as he opened his eyes looking at Randy. "Wh-what did you do?"

"Nothing much…just a theory…some reason your scars are almost like added erogenous zones."
John tried not to gulp with a faint blush as he stood up. "Yo-you think all of them may be?"
"We can test that later." Randy told him with a dark chuckle. John's hands lightly shook as he opened his jeans sliding them down his legs. As Randy was already expecting more marks rested on John's tone legs. The legs looked like there was more damage to them then the arms were. Some were not as dark as others but still more visible. Looking past the discoloration there really wasn't much deformity. If looked at closer the texture of the flesh may have changed, but John's muscle structure appeared unaffected.

Randy's eyes slowly drifted up John's body, resting over his groin for a moment seeing John soft at that moment despite the heated sounds from before. "I thought I got more of a rise from you." Randy tried to joke.
"I…I guess I was just worried your reaction to everything."
"Don't be…Go lay down & we will see where things take us." John nodded moving around Randy & laid on the bed face down. "On your back I want to see your face." John slowly did as instructed as Randy finished removing his own clothing.

Randy went to his arena bag pulling out his oil. He walked back towards the bed. "Just in case we want to go all the way…I know normally you don't need it…or even prep." He set the bottle on the nightstand before joining John on the bed. He was laying on his side against John. Slowly wrapping on leg over John, but there was no reaction. He took one hand turning John's face towards him kissing him slowly before speaking again. "But I also want you as comfortable as I can make you tonight." Randy moved to begin kissing John again. No longer the soft & sweet it slowly grew more heated as John turned into the kiss more his arms reaching for Randy.

A part of John wanted…no needed that closeness again. Silently he guided Randy till John was pinned under him, the kiss never breaking. Faint groans passed their lips taken in by the other as Randy slowly rubbed his body against John just feeding off the feelings of each other. John pulled his lips from Randy's pushing his head back. As he did Randy began to place kisses along John's neck on the side opposite the scarred shoulder. He let his teeth lightly play on the offered flesh. John moaned as he tried to move. Randy moved so his legs were now between John's as he almost slithered his body against the slightly smaller man both moaned at the sweet friction of their cocks against the other.

Randy moved his lips down over John's finely shaped Pecs flicking his tongue over the nipples. "More pl-please." John moaned out as Randy used his tongue to trace John's abs as he glided lower & lower. Randy's hands gripped John's thighs, but not over the scars as he slowly licked over John's now hardened member. John grunted as Randy wrapped his lips around the head & slowly took the length into his mouth. John groaned his hands reaching to feel Randy as he slid his lips up & down John's full length.

Randy stops & pulls his lips away a lick of his lips as he gazes up John's body to his face. "Pull your legs back for me John." John does even grabbing near his knees. "Perfect." Randy takes his hands to support & rubs John's ass before moving to place kisses along it. Randy then lightly pulled the plump flesh apart to drag his tongue slowly over the puckered flesh. John gives a faint heated whimper. "Like that Johnny?"

"Yeah…pl-please continue…make me yours again…please…"
"God I wish you meant that how I wish you did…" Randy quickly tossed those thoughts aside as he just dove in with his mouth & tongue feasting in the sensitive flesh. John moaned & grunted as he felt Randy's tongue pushing then wiggling with in his body. He felt as if he could lose himself any moment. "Pl-Please Ran…Randy Ta-take me…wa-want to fe-feel you…"

Randy pulled his lips away looking up at John. "Oil." John just shook his head. "Sure?" John nodded enthusiastically. Randy moved to line himself with the puckered hole moist from his own mouth & slowly begin to enter. John's eyes just closed trying to relax. Randy smoothed one hand over John's taut stomach. "Relax…" His voice drawled slightly as he continued in slowly. "Breath." John didn't even notice he was holding it. "So tight…but still perfect." Randy moaned as he fully became joined to John again. He stayed still for only a moment before he pulled back out slowly till just the head remained & glided back in. "Good…so good John…open your eyes for me."

John did as told, once locked on the other Randy took quick little strokes that he knew brushed over John's sensitive bundle inside causing his to moan loudly. "That's it John…that's it…enjoy…take all the feeling in…" Randy practically growled at him. John's hands moved from his own legs to gripping hard into Randy's arms as he leaned over John moaned as he took in the sex filled heated looks sweeping John's face. Randy felt John's nails may draw blood, but in the moment the pain melded with the pleasure he felt. "That's it…I feel you so close…so close…Randy leaned into John more brushing his lips against John. As he did he nearly swallowed John heated moans. He then moved his lips to the mark on John's shoulder. His lips then teeth lightly brushing the area was all it took to send John over the edge as he painted between their bodies with his release. Randy smirked as he pulled away from John's shoulder. He slowly gave John a few more thrusts before pulling out & stroking himself seeing how wiped John looked.

Randy closed his eyes as he took his own hand from John's hold to begin to stroke himself. John slowly lifted his head wondering why Randy slightly moved away from him. He lowered his legs & raised on his elbows. Even his eyes closed Randy could almost feel John's eyes on him making his moans even grow louder & his movements faster till he finally came his own essence landing on John's abs & chest with his own. He opened his eyes, but half lidded as he looked at John. "You made a bit of a mess." John tried to joke.
"I can take care of some of that." Randy moved slowly taking his tongue & started just above John's pelvic bone & licked over his body trailing upward to lick up ever drop of their joint essence he could find. Once he felt he was done he moved to kiss John deeply, his tongue working its way past John's lips to allow him to join in the enjoyment of their joint essence. Randy then laid next to John pulling him against him. "Need I return you tonight?"
"No…"
"Then we can give you a proper shower in the morning…for now sleep." John nodded as he snuggled into Randy's embrace before sleep would claim them both.