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After John left the room Randy looked down at himself, he slowly began to unwrap his wrists. They were bruised & scarred from years of abuse. He kept them hidden from the outside world with ring tape & long sleeves. He had no clue how John could be so blind, but they say love is blind & John claims to love him. Maybe that is why. John filled the tub and laid out some fluffy towels for Randy before going back to him. "Water's all ready for you..." His voice trailed off as his eyes took in the full extent of Randy's wrists for the first time. "Oh, Baby..." His voice broke as he looked down.
"Thanks...um...a-a ha-hand again...please." Randy voice shook while he was having a hard time even looking at John.
John tried to blink away the tears that wanted to fall as he offered Randy his hand again. "Do you want me to give you your privacy in the bath and you can call when you're done? There's no rush. You can take your time."
"Doesn't matter." Randy took John hand standing up. "As...as you said you seen it before. I am su-sure you have other things to occupy your time with then watching me."
"No, it's not that, Randy. I'll gladly stay. I just thought maybe you would enjoy your privacy." John said as they headed for the tub.
"I...I don't know." Randy took a deep breath smelling the scented oils filling the air.
"I don't use candles so I added some oils to your water. They always calm me. I also laid some towels out for you to use afterward." John pointed at the white towels waiting.
"Thanks Johnny...feels like a spa...or at least what I could picture it being like."
"No problem, Man. Need a hand in the tub?" John asked as they neared it.
"Yes...please." Randy wasn't sure how well he could lift his legs enough to get into the large soaking tub. John helped Randy climb into the warm tub and get comfortable.
"There you go, Ran. Enjoy. There's soap in the dish off to your left."
Randy couldn't help but cringe some as he was helped into the water. "I know I am saying it a lot...but thanks...yo-you mind if I just soak a bit before washing?"
"Of course not. Take your time, Ran, we have all evening." John assured him as he stepped back. "Just relax and enjoy yourself."
Randy nodded as he tilted his head back trying to relax more. He gave a relaxing sigh. "Damn...I think I can almost fall asleep in here."
John gave a hearty laugh. "Feel free. Just don't drown, Baby. There's no rush."
The warmth was relaxing Randy's battered body more & more his eyes were growing heavy. "Guess you can...can go ch-check on whatever you need...I'm sure it's boring, wa-watching me rest."
An idea suddenly hit John. "You relax, Baby. I'll be back soon." He said, leaving the room. Randy only faintly mumbled as John took off. He went into the Master bedroom and fixed it up for Randy. He wanted his boyfriend to feel pampered and appreciated. He pulled down the covers, fluffed the pillows on their king sized bed and turned on some lamp light. He almost wished he had candles in the house to light. John then went back into the bathroom to check on Randy.
By the time John reached the bathroom Randy was lightly asleep, almost snoring, the sound very faint if at all. John sighed at the sight, finding Randy almost cute. He stripped down to his boxers before scooping Randy up out of the water, wrapping a towel around the younger man as he headed toward the bed. John marveled at how light Randy really felt in his arms. Randy's mind felt the movement; his first instinct was a panic. His movements were sluggish as he almost wanted to struggle against the force.
John struggled not to fall and drop Randy as he walked. "Hey, relax. It's John." He whispered by Randy's ear. "You fell asleep, Baby. I'm putting you to bed." Hearing John's voice caused Randy to calm down, if anything he almost turned into John's hold. John smiled and laid Randy down gently on the big bed. He pulled the covers up so the naked man wouldn't get a chill. "Want to borrow a pair of my sleep pants, Ran?" He asked softly.
"No...it...ok." He mumbled in a drowsy state. "Ma-may fall do-down anyways." He gave a half chuckle & the faintest hints of his old smirk.
"You calling me fat, Orton?" John pretended to huff as he looked at Randy.
Randy cracked open his eyes with the smirk still. "Well certain key parts maybe."
John huffed in pretend indignation as he went to lower his side of the bed. "I can take a hint. I'm a fatty. No more beers for me."
"It's not your gut I'm talking bout..." Randy looked down sighing looking away. "I-I wa-was just trying to joke."
John's facade melted at Randy's words. "I'm joking too, Man. I knew what you meant. I was having fun. We used to do this back and forth shit all the time."
Randy looked at John with a questioning look, now feeling more awake. "We did?"
"Yeah. I used to love to insult you just to see what come backs you would make. It got me so hot." John smirked as he took the wet towel he had used on Randy. "Let me drain the water and I'll be right in to bed."
"Oh...um, ok." Randy closed his eyes again to try to relax.
John went to the bathroom where he cleaned up and drained the water. He picked up any clothes, putting it in the correct hamper before going back to bed. "Okay to sleep with the lamp off?" He asked as he neared the night stand.
"Should be." Randy faintly mumbled again, the plushness of the bed felt like a warm comfortable cocoon.
John turned off the light before sliding into the bed, snuggling under the covers. "Ah, it's good to be home." He yawned. "Night, Man." John only get greeted by the same soft snores he heard when he found Randy in the tub.
John smiled at the sound of Randy sleeping. He snuggled against him and closed his own eyes to rest. Sometime during the night Randy turned in John's hold so John was nearly spooning him. Much as they had during the time they were captive together. Even in his sleep John wrapped his arms protectively around Randy, holding the young man close. As Randy slept his mind drifted to a different time, place, in a way world.
He was sitting on the floor his head resting almost lovingly against John's leg. He was naked while John was in jeans with black leather chaps covering them. The scent of leather filled Randy's nose as John would reach down stroking the top of Randy's cropped head. 'You're such a good pet Randy.' John in his head told him. His voice soft & loving, not the harsh coldness of Hunter.
'Thank you Master.'
'Come up here.' Randy moved to stand facing John. The older man motions with his finger towards his lips. Randy smiled faintly stepping closer & leaned over to brush his lips against his Masters. He only kissed John a few second before pulling back. 'I want you to worship me.'
'Gladly Master, even if not my body, my eyes do when they see you.' Randy moved & John shifted in his chair parting his legs. Randy stepped between them lowering to his knees. Using his hands he opened the buckle of the chaps then the jeans. 'You already hard for me Master...also no underwear.'
'You know when I am not working, I like being easily accessible for my Baby.'
'Yes Sir.' Randy took his hand reaching into the jeans to pet John's cock getting a moan from the larger man. He then leaned down swiping his tongue over the head before taking it passed his lips.
'Mmmm that's it Randy, such a good hungry pet.' John moaned out. 'Always so hungry for your Master.' Randy moaned as he worked. He eyes shifted up towards John's to watch his pleasure filled face & eyes, his own eyes holding a warmth of sorts that had been missing for quite some time.
Randy's body in his sleep started to make faint subtle sounds of his enjoyment of his vivid dream. John stirred slightly, hearing Randy making sounds in his sleep. At first he feared the younger man was suffering another nightmare until he realized the small noises were those of pleasure. John smiled, gently kissing the back of Randy's neck.
Randy continued to work pleasing John. He braced his hands on John's strong thighs, he loved watching his caring Master's face as he moaned from his worship. 'That's good Randy...Sooo Go-mmm. Fuck Baby gonna cum...'John moaned shortly before he came. Randy took what his Master offered. He pulled back looking up at John. His saw as he Master motioned for him to come back to his lips. He nodded as he stood up. Leaning in lightly pressing their lips together, John took a hand hooking it around the back of Randy's head to pull him closer & deeper. Randy moaned from the kiss as John worked his tongue between their lips. As he did, his own release slightly slipped along his tongue to his own mouth. He groaned at the act the two shared on occasion after his pet worshiped him.
He slowly released Randy's head & Randy stood back up. 'May I finish cleaning you Sir?'
'Yes.'
Randy lowered back down as John still licked his lips from the share gift. He took a hold of the now softening cock & gave it a few slow & long sucks from base to tip to drain every last drop. He then looked up at John still on his knees. 'Very good Randy. So good to your Master. Remember I love you & will do all in my power to protect you.'
"I love you too Master." Randy mumbled out loud in his sleep. John stopped kissing Randy's neck as he heard the words slip out in Randy's deep baritone. How could Randy still dream of that monster, still say he loved him after all he had suffered at his hands? Tears burned his eyes and John hurried to wipe them away.
'Because hard ways are all he knows.' The dark voice in his head taunted him. John fought to reign in his emotions and get them under control. Randy instinctively almost whimpered when John moved to wipe his tears, the loss of the protective warmth. He body tried to move, shift to seek it out.
Randy looked around confused as he was thrown into a cold darkness. 'Sir? Where are you?' He called in a panic. A cold chilling laugh filled his ears. 'NO YOU'RE GONE!'
'Am I ever fully gone Randy?' Hunter's voice mocked him, dragging out his name as it fell from his lips. 'I will always be here, a part of you...you will never be free of me. Bearing my mark you are forever MINE!'
'NO...You're no real...WHERE'S JOHN?'
'You dare think that he can even remotely be your Master?! I'M YOUR MASTER NO ONE ELSE!'
"John...Wh-Gi-give him back..." Tears started to gather under his closed eyes & try to pool under his lashes. John's head snapped to look in Randy's direction as he heard the panic begin to fill his boyfriend's voice.
"Randy, wake up! It's okay." John moved to gently shake Randy on the shoulder to wake him.
Randy faintly groaned as he rolled towards John onto his back. "Hmmm? Jo-Johnny?" He slowly blinked only causing the trapped tears to roll from his eyes. He gave a faint pant trying to take in the older man's feature. "Sir, yo-you're ok..." His voice still laden with sleep as he gave a weak smile.
John studied Randy a long moment. Hearing the title clicked something in John's mind. Randy had dreamed that he was his master, not Hunter. It both scared him and warmed his heart. "I'm fine, Randy." John spoke in a comforting tone as he reached to hold Randy. "You must have had a nightmare."
Randy turned to curl closer to John, wrapping an arm around the larger man's body. "It was...I was...I was with you...bu-but then you were gone." Randy sighed as he was waking up more. "So-somehow he wa-was there taunting me...saying I wo-would always be his."
"Well, you're not. You belong to me now, Randy and I'm going to take care of you." John said as he moved to stroke Randy's cropped head.
"Thank you Johnny." He tried to wrap his arm a little tighter around John as he buried his head against John's chest; almost as if scared he would be ripped from him any moment.
John could feel Randy's desperation and it tore him apart. "Randy, I know this is hard after all you've been through. But Hunter is dead, he can't hurt you anymore." He tried to get the younger man's mind on more pleasant things. "Tell me about your dream of me and you, Baby."
Randy slowly pulled away nodding. "It was just...just a dream though..." His eyes closed with a sigh. "It...it wo-won't happen."
"Tell me, Ran." John figured the man's hidden desires would come out in his dreams. "Please."
Randy turned his head suddenly feeling so small. "You were my Master...no-not that monster, but you...I-I sat at your feet willingly, you petted my head...almost like you were a moment ago. Yo-you then called for me to stand...you, you just wished a kiss from me."
John's heart ached. "That sounds beautiful, Ran. I want to be all that for you. It's just all so new to me, Baby. Let me do some research, okay? Give me a little time."
Randy lightly nodded. "Th-there was more." He almost whispered unsure of he really wanted to share the rest or not with John.
"You want to share?" John gently prodded. "I'd love to know."
Randy slowly turned back towards John, taking a hand to lightly touch his chest. He took a deep breath. "You may think the last part a little strange...who knows..." Randy tone was still low. "Bu-but ok..." Randy slowly begins to tell John about the rest of his dream, including the second kiss where John took some of his own release from Randy's full mouth.
(A/N: As most of you know I co-write this with Waldron. Her system broke about a week ago. We have no clue how soon we will be getting back to writing 'full time' again. We are trying to work out some sort of way that will work, but because of that we don't know how often our updates will be. Thank you all for your support. Also anyone who has tried to reach her via PM, email or FB she is sorry she has no way to check them right now & is not trying to ignore you. Feel free to PM me & I will make sure she gets the message.)