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November 10, 2009
Legacy comes back to the host hotel after catching dinner out. Cody already had a slight sway to him.
"How bout another round before we head to our rooms." Ted called out.
"I don't know if Cody can handle another round of anything." Randy replied as a joke.
"I'm fine guys, come on." Cody waved his hand with a slight flourish towards the hotel bar.
"I don't want to hear anything when we have our flight in the morning." Randy warned them.
"I'll be good dad." Ted told him before leading Cody into the bar.
'I swear those two.' Randy mused to himself before following them in grabbing a table. Three pints of what ever local brew they had on tap was ordered.
"I never understood this warm thing." Ted commented after his face scrunched up after the first sip.
"You want to seem a pansy & order one chilled Teddy." Cody quipped at him as he sipped his.
"You both saps." Randy told them as he knocked a good portion of his back.
"We are not." Cody shot back sounding a bit childish. Randy just rolled his eyes with a faint scowl as he downed more of his brew. They sat & talked for a little over an hour. Ted nursed his drink, Cody polished his & on a second. Randy not paying attention was on his third, maybe it was just the nerves getting to him of once they got home. He has had a few days to think over Taker's request. He wanted to say yes, but it scared him. He knew at least part of it would involved him being in a trance again.
He knew it should be safe, but it still scared him. What if something went wrong?
"Randy…Yo Randy…" Ted was calling him when he shook his head.
"Hmm what?"
"You ok…"
"Yeah just thinking sorry, must have spaced out."
"That fine I said I was going to take Cody back to our room. You better watch yourself 'leader', you knocking them a little heavy."
"I'll be fine Ted thanks…"
"Um should I give you a call in the morning to make sure you up."
"Whatever man…yeah sure…" Ted nodded as he helped Cody up & out of the bar.
Randy was still on his third his mind still trying to grasp what was planned when he heard the chair next to his move & someone sit down. Randy shifted his eyes & tried not to groan seeing who it was. "What you want Christian."
The older blond leaned on the table with his elbows looking at Randy. "What I can't come say hi?"
"When you ever want to say hi to me?" A bite to his tone.
"Hey just want to talk…" Christian looked down a moment before looking back at Randy. "There been a lot of tension since I came back."
"You really think so?" Randy's voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Yeah there has been." Christian replied seeming to not of caught onto Randy's sarcasm. He slides his chair closer to Randy as he polished the last of the third beer. Leaning over his hand rests on Randy's thigh. "My brother has missed his…buddy."
Randy shifts his eyes down towards his lap then towards Christian. "Yeah, no thanks to you." Maybe a slight slur entering Randy's speech. He takes a hold of Christian's hand removing it from his leg. "This isn't the place to talk about that." He goes to stand the slightest of sways.
"Fine we can go somewhere else." Christian stood up helping Randy out of the bar.
"I'm fine by myself." Randy snapped moving the older man off of him.
"Yeah sure you are Randy. Sure you are." Christian spoke in a very condescending tone. Reaching the elevator Randy hit the button for his floor. He leaned against the wall his hands resting on the bar the ran along it. Christian moved closer placing his hands on each side of Randy's.
"Back the fuck off man." Randy wanted him.
"Or you what?" Christian smirked at him his eyes the color of warm honey sparked with a fire behind them.
"Don't fucking start what you won't be able to finish." Randy pushed him back off him as the bell sounded signaling they were on his floor. He nearly stormed off the elevator heading down the hall Christian following him. He saw the sway to Randy's walk & was sort of enjoying the game he was playing with the younger man.
He caught up with Randy before Randy could get the door to open hoping he could have slammed it in Christian's face. Christian just welcomed himself into Randy's room.
"Get out." Randy practically snarled.
"No…" Christian shut the door the smirk still on his lips. "I want to talk…" He walks closer as Randy back up. "I am offering an olive branch & you throwing it back at me."
"Yeah I just fucking bet…why now?"
"I told you why…My brother misses you."
"Well he isn't getting me back…Ask him your god damned self. When he went running back to you like a long-lost pet coming when his master called, he lost the right to me."
"Yeah & whose idea was that?"
"Taker…and Edge agreed…he fucked up…"
"Yeah a mistake…they happen." Christian steps closer again till Randy's legs hit the bed. "It was almost a year…" He reached out a hand trailing down Randy's shirt. A impish twinkle to the older man's honey rich eyes. "Maybe it is time I find out what is so damned special about you."
Christian grabbed a fistful of Randy's shirt near the collar yanking him towards him roughly kissing the younger man. The taste of the beer still on his lips. Randy fought against it, working his hands between their bodies
shoving Christian back. He didn't go far still having a hold of Randy's shirt.
"Let go of me you fucking bastard!"
Christian released the shirt, but then shoved Randy on the bed quickly pinning him with Randy's hands above his head. "I know my parents, thank you very much." He leaned back down kissing Randy forcefully even biting Randy's lower lip when he tried to turn away. He tried to use one hand to keep the hands pinned as he moved the other hand to open his jeans.
Christian leaned back up the sneer on his face. "Time to find out how good those lips really are bitch."
The pale grey of Randy's eyes turned faintly darker as he shifted his body tossing Christian off of him. Christian slid from the bed to the floor with a thud. Before he could move Randy was now on top of him his legs pinning Christian's arms. He was seated on the older man's chest.
"If anyone is a fucking bitch, it's you Christian…I heard you almost as much of a fucking cum slut as your brother." Randy removed his shirt before starting to unbutton his own jeans. "How about I give you a good dose."
"FUCK YOU!" Christian spit out at him as he tried to struggle against the bigger man.
"Oh that can be arranged too I'm sure." Randy told him with a fiendish grin. "Well more like me fucking you." Randy unzipped the jeans reaching his hand inside pulling out his semi-firm member.
"Like what you see Christian."
"Fuck off Randy."
"Ah you can give…but you can't take…that it Christian…" Randy reached down with his other hand Taking a fistful of Christian's blond locks. Steel grey locked with honey brown. "You see…Even as your brother's sub he still got off guzzling my cum…I have a feeling you aren't any better."
"Get off…I swear to…"
"To what…Go ahead. Remember you came into MY ROOM…Now open up bitch." Randy raised on his knees forcing more pressure on Christian's arms. A faint yelp from Christian as Randy also tugged his hair forcing him to bend his neck moving his mouth towards the now hardened shaft. Randy brushed the tip against Christian's lips. His eyes shooting almost daggers at the younger man knowing he couldn't pull away unless he wanted a bald spot. The thick member passing his lips, he couldn't help but note Randy was no slouch in the equipment department. Of course not the caliber of Kane, maybe not as endowed as John…but still impressive.
He debated biting Randy just to get the asshole off him…then he would get him to pay. Show the bitch his place. Randy held Christian's hair tight as he began sliding over Christian's lips in & out oh the hot wet mouth. Christian instead gave a low moan. His own submissive side missing the rough nature.
"That's it bitch…get me fucking wet." Randy sneered at him. "You liking this aren't you…you are a cock hungry slut aren't you?" Randy holding Christian's hair could only moan as a tear pricked at the corner of his eyes as Randy thrusted into his mouth. Randy's face & eyes held almost the cold predatory look he had in the ring.
"I'm going to let go to let you speak. If I get up to finish undressing you promise to be a good little slut & stay put."
Christian finally able to relax his neck lays his head back gasping for breath from the awkward angle as well as Randy's member wanting to suffocate him. "Pl-please let me move to the bed…"
Randy seemed to debate the request before standing. "Go on I know you had a match tonight…" He stripped off his jeans as Christian stood up.
"Ma-may I also strip."
"Yeah if not I might just rip them from your body." Randy told him coldly, a shiver ran Christian striped his clothing off climbing on the bed. Christian got on the bed Randy followed. He knelt next to Christian head. Christian only looked up in those cold eyes a moment before he moved his lips back to Randy's hard member. As he started to bob along it Randy tangled his hand back into Christian's short locks. He thrusted just a little deeper actually getting a moan from the older man.
"That's it slut…swallow it all…make yourself choke on my meat." Christian moaned his finger's clutching the sheets. His own member hard & leaking. Randy's eyes scanned over Christian's body as it twisted slightly in tortured pleasure. "Did you shower after your match?" Christian groaned trying to nod his head while still being jammed full. "You better have." Randy's voice sounded like a deadly warning. He wrapped his other hand near Christian's tip using a finger to smear the clear dew gathering over the swollen head.
Christian moaned, a muffled mewing the skin so sensitive as Randy ran his finger over it. Christian worked t buck his hips into the hand. "You want more you greedy slut?" Christian just gave a hum sending pleasurable shivers through Randy. "Mmmm you been good I guess." A saddened whine passed Christian's mouth. Randy leaned over kissing the tip of Christian's member. A moan passed both their lips. Randy took Christian nice & slow despite the speed he was feeding the older man his own.
He pulled his mouth away lifting Christian's balls out-of-the-way allowing him to trial spit down over Christian's ass. He took a couple of fingers to spread it over the puckered flesh. A needy moan from Christian's lips as Randy pushed the first finger in. He went back to sucking Christian as he plunged his finger hard & deep. Christian started to grind against the invading digit. Randy added a second moving till he found the sweet spot. Christian moaned deeper Taking a hand he massaged Randy's balls the younger man moaning feeling he was getting closer to coming. Christian felt himself growing closer as Randy's fingers massaged the sweet bundle over & over. He tried to tap Randy to signal.
He pulled up just enough. "Go ahead & you better be ready for mine…" He quickly went back down. Christian's one hand gripped the sheets again as he came Randy sucking down every drop. He finally released Christian's hair the older man on his own accord wrapped his arm around the younger man's hips to pull him deep into his own hungry mouth. Randy removed his fingers from Christian's hole a deep throaty moan. "That's a good slut…mmm…oooo…." A deep moan as Randy came down Christian's throat. Once spent Randy just collapsed on the bed, Christian rolling away from Randy's spent member onto his back, both men passing from exhaustion.
Ted & Cody were rolling their bags through the hall of the hotel. Cody still had bags under his eyes. Ted hung up his phone with a sigh. "Damn it, bet you he didn't place the phone on charge…it's probably dead." He fishes in his pocket for the key. "I swear if he makes us late for our flight back to the states."
"Just chill….we have a couple hours." Cody said with a groan hating that Ted pulled him out of bed over an hour ago.
"You know how security can be, plus fans…" Ted begins to swipe the key through the lock. "He's our leader…" He pushed the door open. "he should be looking out for…WHAT THE HELL!?" Ted screamed seeing the two passed out naked forms on top of the bed in all their glory on view still laying in opposite directions. Randy's head near the foot of the bed, laying almost on his stomach. Christian's head near the top on his side one arm draped over Randy's legs.
"What's wrong?" Cody asked as he entered the room after Ted. His eyes widened like saucers at the sight in front of them. Ted's mouth was agape when neither man stirred.
"RANDY!?" Ted yelled again.
Christian jumped that time at the yell. His eyes shooting open pushing himself up looking towards the door trying not to have a mix of an 'oh shit' & kid with hand in cookie jar look even though the oh shit was playing loudly in his head. He looked at a shocked Cody & an irate Ted. He reached over shaking Randy. "Um…Randy…Randy wake up…"
Randy gave a faint grumble as he began to turn, his voice heavy with sleep still. "MMM What? Ready for another round?"
"WHAT!?" Ted yelled feeling ill. Randy felt his heart leap into this throat his head tilting back towards the door.
'Oh fuck…' Randy mouthed silently. "Guys...we will talk about this later." Randy tried to stay calm & collected.
"I have nothing to say to you." Ted bit out fuming.
"And you better not to anyone else." Randy warned him. Ted turned opening the door leaving.
Randy only gave a faint sigh as Christian got off the bed gathering his clothing. He went to the bathroom to redress, Cody turned his back more out of modesty then outrage like Ted.
"How long till our flight?" Randy asked moving from the bed.
"Just over 90 minutes."
"Ok…um…" Randy felt a little loss for words.
"Forget it Randy."
"It's little hard to."
"Please…I'll see what I can do to calm Ted down."
"Thanks."
"Yeah…maybe later…"
"Yeah." Cody left the room as Randy rushed to pack up. He went in his travel bag to grab a couple aspirins & down them with a glass of water.
"Randy?" Christian called from the bathroom. Randy looked over. Christian was leaning on hand propped on the frame & his eye lowered. "I know it won't fix things…I'm sorry though…I didn't know they had a key."
"Yeah we do it for safety when we can't get a suite with three beds. It's my fault too."
"I started it…" Christian said.
"And I continued it."
"I knew you had quite a bit from how you moved…I was just jealous I guess."
"Of what?"
"I wasn't lying when I said Edge misses you. He may not do it all the time…but at least a few times before he got injured he would mope over how he screwed up with you. He liked that you let him live a side he can't with Kane & is not comfortable to do with me. What made you so perfect in his book? He would be with me & bring you up. Then also about the family becoming split. I don't know last time Kane & Taker talked…when Edge, me &…" Christian sighed looking down. "Fuck…almost forgot a second…Sorry Randy."
"It's ok…I want to believe we will see him soon." Randy knew Christian was going to mention John, which as far as he knew was still missing. It was not Randy's place to tell him that John was fine…but a vampire now. "I better get going…I just pray Cody can convince Ted to keep his mouth shut…To be found out…."
"I know man." Christian gave a faint scoff. "To think people will be thinking we are lovers…oh god…"
"Taker is going to kill me…" Randy was sure Taker would withdraw his request once he heard what he did.
"We will think of something Randy relax…besides that…we cool now?"
Randy looked at him. "You tell me? Remember you had the problem with me…"
"Yeah we cool…and…well…" A faint smirk. "When the shit storms stops….I wouldn't mind playing on occasion."
"We will see…no offence Christian…but I was drunk & angry…maybe a bit worried over things…you know John & all…I like being loyal to Taker."
"Well he allows playing in the family…you know that from…well from John."
"Yeah…we will see…I am sure you can let yourself out."
"Yeah."
Randy grabbed his bags heading for the lobby checking out. He sent a text to Cody saying he was catching a cab. Once at the airport Randy checked in, at the same time he tried to get his seat changed, he lowered himself down to economy class just to spare Ted, he didn't need the stress right now.
The flight called he got boarded & in his seat. He tried to rest on the flight worried of his masters' reaction to his grave mistake.
(Who will Ted blab to if anyone? Will Cody get to calm him down? What will Taker & John's reaction be?)
