(Hope you all enjoyed your week.)
Meanwhile, John slept like the dead curled next to Randy. There was no one to rip them apart now and he clung to his maker. The time passed when Taker returned to get the men to eat. He went for John first with maybe a faint hope Randy would be awake. John shot up with a growl but quickly settled, seeing it was Taker. "Yes, Sir?"
"Food's ready." Taker told John. "It's all set up outside. I'm going to get Sheamus and Finn. I'll either meet you downstairs or outside. In the distance, John could hear music with his keen senses.
"May I...wear my collar, Sir?" John asked. His neck still bore a few red marks from the steel manacle.
Taker seemed to think it over. "Just so you know there will be some staff and their family there." He pointed out. "How do you feel about them seeing it?"
John looked confused by the comment as the staff never joined them. "It's fine...at this point I don't care."
"Okay...met me in the living room then and I will retrieve it after I get the others." Taker informed John before leaving. John gave Randy a parting kiss and left the room to walk downstairs to wait. Taker reached the other bedroom that was occupied and knocked.
It was a few moment before Finn opened the door. His hair was tousled from sleep. "Aye, Taker?"
"In case you guys can't smell it the food's ready." Taker told him.
"Aye...smells good." Finn nodded. He looked toward the bed where Shea sat up. "Food's ready."
"Sounds and smells good." Sheamus commented with a deep breath.
"It's a party I guess you can say outside. So you boys will need your shoes on." Taker informed them.
"Okay, be down in a few." Finn said. He hurried after his shoes.
Taker headed downstairs and saw John. "Be right back." He headed for his own bedroom to get where he stashed the box that held John's collar. He came back out to John, holding it up. "You want me to put it on for you?"
"Please." John nodded, bowing his head slightly. Finn and Sheamus walked into the room and paused, seeing John.
Taker smiled, putting the collar on then lightly kissing John. He then looked over. "Okay then. Let's go." He headed for the door and the moment it opened the smell of smoked meat grew stronger as did the the sound of people talking and music playing. Over by where the old house once stood were floodlights to light the area as well as long tables set up, some with food and drink and others had people sitting at them.
John paused, looking shocked. "You having a party?"
Taker laughed. "I promised you a feast didn't I?"
"Yeah...just didn't picture a party...hope I can control my appetite." John whispered.
"There are enough people and distractions no one will notice and trust me there is plenty." Taker told John as they headed closer. "We have of course hog, beef, deer, just about any cut you can think of." He laughed. "And also different side dishes if you boys care for those things."
"Talk about feast for a king." Sheamus joked with his mouth watering.
John's stomach growled as he smelled the food. "I wish Randy was here to enjoy this."
"I know, John...I know. Hopefully he will wake up by tomorrow. If there isn't anything left I will cook whatever he wants as well." Taker tried to assure John. "Well, go ahead, Boys. Dig in." John hurried to grab a plate. He began to pile it with some of each type of meat. Finn laughed and moved to make his own plate. He was surprised John was wearing the collar so openly. Sheamus followed Finn in the makeshift line as Taker caught up with some of his workers.
After John had enough, he moved to a quiet area to sit and eat. He forced himself to slowly bite into the juicy pork, savoring the rich flavor of the smoked meat. Sheamus came over near John. "Ya want company?" He looked over, seeing Finn talking to a few of the boys that were gathered. John nodded as his mouth was full. Sheamus pulled up a seat by John and sat. "He sure threw a spread together in a rush."
John swallowed and nodded. "He sure did...did he tell you I was able to visit him in dreams?"
"Um...he did say something about trying to keep tabs on ye when he meditates. After Randy vanished thee three of us stayed in Mexico...shared one room. He never used thee bed." Sheamus tried to explain.
John nodded. "One night I was so hungry...they punished me for something Randy said by not feeding us...I talked to Taker and he promised a feast when I got back...and a warm bath."
"So, that is what he meant." Sheamus laughed as he sipped the bottle of beer he had.
John looked at the full plate. "I can't believe this but I'm getting full...guess my stomach shrunk."
"Well, ya said ye needed food...guess ye got it then some." Sheamus laughed.
"Yeah." John slowly ate a few more pieces of meat. "Shea...are you and Finn seeing each other?"
"Um...I guess ye can be saying that. Why ya ask?" Sheamus asked, looking over at him.
"Just...I get this odd impression he's watching me a lot...it might be in my head." John answered.
"Um...nay...it not in ya head." Sheamus admitted. "He thinks ye be a fine specimen of a man and wouldn't...um...mind a crack at ya if ye be cool with it."
"Does that bother you?" John asked, looking.
Sheamus looked to be debating. "Maybe a tad...but I have played with ya before...so what's thee difference? He assures me tis no emotion involved besides maybe something cardinal."
John nodded. "I doubt Taker and Ran would allow it."
"Well...actually, Fella...Finn already talked to Taker about it." Sheamus admitted.
"He did? Damn, and Taker didn't kill him." John chuckled.
"Nay." Sheamus chuckled. "He said he would consider it...as a thank you for helping to get ya two back...but it would need to wait until ye were up to it. He doesn't think ye be up to such treatment so soon."
"Such treatment? I thought he just wanted to fuck me?" John whispered in case anyone was around.
Sheamus leaned closer. "Finn has a fondness for restraints...namely rope ties. Plus, he mentioned he loves seeing a finely tinted backside."
John gave an intake of breath. "Sounds...interesting."
"Aye...so...I guess it be in Taker and ya court to decide when...oh, and get Randy to agree." Sheamus pointed out.
"Oh boy...he isn't exactly the sharing kind." John admitted.
"Aye...I remember. Why ya think I only been around a couple times?" Sheamus pointed out.
John nodded with a chuckle. "I find his possessiveness kind of sexy in a way...flattering he wants me all to himself."
"I can understand that." Sheamus mentioned, trying not to sound down.
John's head tilted to the side. "What's wrong, Shea...your voice sounds sad."
"Nothing...just thinkin' I guess." Sheamus took a large draw of his beer.
"You want someone to feel that way about you...want you that strongly." John stated more than asked.
"Aye...maybe...thought I did before." Sheamus slightly rambled. "Just nay sure I ready to start new though." He sighed. "Ya know what I mean?"
John nodded. "I do...when I broke up with Randy the first time I was scared to love again...I never knew you had a serious relationship. If it's not too personal may I ask who?"
Sheamus laughed, thinking it was obvious. Then again, maybe not with all the trouble. "Wade." He said simply, lowering his head. "But I don't know if he ever thought or looked at me as Randy does ya." He sighed, licking his lips. "We were quite serious before he was changed."
"I guess I never thought of you two as that close with all the drama." John admitted. "Give Finn a chance though. He's a great guy. It takes time to form strong feelings. It took Ran and I years."
"Aye...We been friends a while...worked together...just hope we...um...click." Sheamus told John as he tried to eat even if he had lost some of his appetite.
"There lacks chemistry?" John asked. "I saw him looking at you a few times."
"I don't know yet...aye, we done things...I just don't know if there be anythin' past friends with benefits as ye say."
John nodded. "You kissed?" He asked, almost teasingly. His tone grew hypnotic and seductive.
"Um...Aye?" Sheamus gulped faintly.
"And how did it feel? Did it warm you?" John's voice flowed seductively. Sheamus slightly shifted in his seat but nodded.
John's mouth curled into a smirk, his dimples showing. It was an odd combination of an imp and a childlike innocence. "I wouldn't mind you joining in when Finn plays with me...watching or taking part."
"He...He wants me to at least watch." Sheamus told him.
"Good." John shook his head. "Sorry, Shea. I got carried away. My other side loves to seduce people."
"It..it's okay." Sheamus told him.
John looked down at his plate with a sigh. It was mostly full. "Maybe in time I can eat more." He excused himself to carry the plate to where the trash cans were set up.
Sheamus looked down at his own untouched food. He watched John as he walked away. He wanted to ask the older man something, but he wasn't sure how to even word the thought behind the question. John was gone a few minutes before he returned with a cold beer and sat back down. He gave a relaxing sigh as he popped the top and took a drink. Sheamus looked over a few times, opening his mouth but then stopped himself. "Something wrong?" John asked when Sheamus kept looking at him.
"Ya mind if we take a walk? Ya know ye way around this place better than I do." Sheamus asked then mentally cursed himself for being a chicken.
"Of course not. I'd like to stretch my legs." John moved to stand. "Any certain direction or just a walk?"
"Just walking works...just remember I don't have as keen a sight as ye do in thee dark." Sheamus told him as he stood.
"Sure." John led Sheamus away from some of the noise around the property. He stuck to the main road though and the moon added some light on their path. It was so relaxing to breathe the fresh night air.
Sheamus tried to relax. "Can I ask ya something? May...nay, it will be personal." He finally spoke up after a time.
"Sure...go ahead. I'm a pretty open guy." John assured him.
Sheamus rubbed the back of his neck, feeling butterflies in his stomach forming. "Well...Finn mentioned he wouldn't mind trying some thee things on me like he wants to ya...The tyin up I don't mind on occasion...but I nay know how I feel of being paddled or whipped. Now don't get me wrong...ye know me. I'm of tough stock, It just I think of pain and it angers me not turns me on...He said to try to channel that rage to lust...but how?"
John paused and gave a long breath. "That's a tough one. For me, the pain just naturally makes me hot. Some people react to pain differently...Ran hates receiving it. Maybe think of it this way...in the ring it pisses you off because it's an opponent coming at you. This would be a lover worshipping your body in his own way...think of it as he is so hot for you he wants to see you at his mercy...how your body trembles at his touch." John's voice grew husky. "How you'll feel it the next day and remember your time together."
Sheamus gave a nervous cough. "I...I guess I can try. I just don't know."
"You don't have to do anything you aren't comfortable with. I'm sure Finn wouldn't want that." John told him. "If you hate it you guys could always just be a vanilla couple that uses ropes on occasion...and you could add a third person when he gets the itch for more. It's only a play partner."
"I know...he..um...mentioned clubs." Sheamus mumbled. "Maybe I feel more for the little guy then I care to admit to myself."
"He is pretty cute." John chuckled. "I've never saw him naked but what I did was pretty nice and he has a great personality."
Sheamus blushed slightly. "Let's say all over be nice with some hidden surprises."
"Fuck, now I'm curious." John chuckled. "Guess I'll wait and see."
Sheamus chuckled. "Aye...guess ye will." Unsure why, Sheamus had a flash of earlier that day and his face grew faintly flush at the memory as his body shivered with goosebumps.
John laughed quietly. "Your body is getting warm just thinking of him. I can feel your lust."
"Damn it." Sheamus mumbled. "I don't know why I can't shake thee feeling."
"Because you care about him. I feel the same way about Randy and Taker." John assured him. "You care more than you admit."
"I guess part of me feel it be too soon to have such feeling about another fella." Sheamus told John as he looked up towards the moon.
"It happens when it happens, Shea." John said simply. "Honestly, I started having feelings for Mark...Taker before he was even my Sir. We had only played a few times...sometimes a connection is just there." He touched the collar with a smile.
"I guess so...but it feels wrong...um...disrespectful." Sheamus told John, unsure if he was making sense.
"Because of Wade...how can I say this...I don't want to hurt you." John said. "Shea, Wade may have been a good guy at one time...but he was not at the end. You loved him and he chose to steal another man's lover away to use as a plaything. He cared nothing about how you or I felt...the pain it caused. At one point something changed in him. You trying to find happiness does nothing to disrespect how you felt for him."
Sheamus sighed, but could not find the words as it seemed his voice wanted to be choked from him by tears that threatened his eyes. "I'm so sorry if I hurt you. You're a good friend. I know you cared for him." John said softly. "I'm sure at one point he loved you...he was just blinded by the creature's lust for power." John pulled Sheamus close for a hug.
"I know...I know." Sheamus whispered before the tears couldn't be held back anymore. He knew John was right, He had known for quite some time. He still was unsure it was right or wise to open himself up to someone else though.
John patted Sheamus' back. "You'll know when it's right to love again. Trust your instincts. I'm here if you ever need an ear...you've been so good to me."
"Thanks, Johnny." Sheamus pulled back, laughing as he wiped his eyes. "God, will ya look at me balling like a lil babe."
"How many times did I do the same when I came to you for comfort because of Ran?" John reminded him. "We're grown ass men...we can cry if we want to."
"I guess I just was never good at showin' me feelings." Sheamus commented.
"Ran and Taker aren't either. I try to cover mine with jokes at times." John admitted. He touched his collar again. "What do you think of my collar? Master had it special made."
"Of what I saw inside thee house it looked nice." Sheamus stated.
"I'm pretty proud of it." John admitted. "Like you Taker doesn't love easily. His wife left him recently."
"I was wondering about that a bit...knew he had quite thee brood." Sheamus commented. "And I guess ye are proud if ye had nay reservations wearing it out."
"I can't off the property but this is like my safe place." John felt a pulling in his heart. "Speaking of Taker I think he's trying to pull me back. He probably wonders where I went off to."
"Pullin ya back?" Sheamus asked then nodded. "We can head back...I guess I just felt odd talkin about some things around a lot of people even if none be watching us."
"A creator can pull his created...draw him. I'm feeling it." John explained as they walked.
"I guess he be wanting to keep close tabs on ya at least for a while." Sheamus pondered. "Not that I blame thee guy."
"I disappeared twice." John sighed. "Maybe it worries him more than he showed."
"He has always seemed to be a stoic fella...it don't mean he don't feel. It just mean he nay show it." Sheamus told him.
"He let me call him his real name. That must mean something." John reasoned out loud.
Sheamus laughed. "Everyone shows in different ways."
"Yeah...I've missed him so much." John said. They reached the party area and John saw Taker standing by a table. Taker's head turned as if sensing John. His face was hard as stone at first but then gave a hint of a smile with a nod, seeing the younger man was in safe hands.
John offered a smile in return. Finn walked over to the two men. "Hi, Fellas. What ye two be up to?"
"Just stretching our legs and burning off the large meal." Sheamus laughed, patting Finn's shoulder. "Ye had ya fun playing with thee kids?" Sheamus thought it was interesting that Finn at times could be stern and wanting control yet other times he acted like a grown child.
"Aye." Finn nodded with a grin. "Reminds me of me nieces and nephews back home."
"Ya have a big family?" Sheamus asked. He had known the guy for years before wrestling but neither man talked much about their families.
"Aye...a whole brood." Finn laughed. "We should make a trip to Ireland together one day. Both see our people."
"Aye...I try to make it back over for thee holidays." Sheamus told Finn.
While the two men talked, John walked over to Taker. "You were looking for me?" He asked quietly.
"Just wondered where you took off too." Taker stated.
"Oh, you were worried about him and you know it." A familiar Texan drawl commented from next to Taker that John hadn't noticed the other man before. Taker turned his head, giving Shawn a scowl. "Oh, don't try that shit with me." Shawn Michaels laughed.
John gave Shawn a friendly smile. "Hey, Shawn. I haven't seen you in awhile. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing good...keeping busy." Shawn replied as he moved to greet John. "The old man keeping a short leash on you?" He laughed.
"Old man?!" Taker exclaimed faintly. "We're the same damn age, Michaels."
John wondered if Shawn knew the truth about what they were. He chuckled. "Well, I was gone for awhile...and with the circumstances it's understandable."
Shawn cracked a smile with a laugh. "Most definitely. You should've heard the earful he gave Vince earlier."
"Shawn!" Taker snapped.
Shawn looked over towards Taker. "Oh, lighten up...he would have to find out soon enough anyways." He looked at the glare Taker was giving and he held his hands out, shaking his finger as if to say 'oooo I'm scared.' then chuckled, looking back at John.
"What did Vince say?" John asked. He had to chuckle at Shawn's antics.
"You have at least a week." Taker told John. "You're not going back until I say so." He said it in the type of tone that told you there was no questioning it.
John opened his mouth to protest but then stopped at the tone. He gave a nod. "Okay. What about Randy?"
"He also has a week...I didn't inform them of his current state." Taker replied. "When a week is up I will leave that choice up to him."
"Oh, only have a leash on one of them, Big Guy?" Shawn asked, which earned him another look. Which again he laughed at.
John gave a curious look. "He knows about us?"
Shawn looked at John with a chuckle. "It's sort of obvious, Kid." He reached out, flicking the ring on the middle of John's collar.
"Yeah...guess so." John chuckled. He lowered his voice. "Randy is my boyfriend...he and Taker share me."
"Hey...I ain't one to judge." Shawn told John with a warm smile. Taker gave an amused smirk at Shawn's statement.
The creature in John could not resist teasing Shawn. "Yeah...I heard you held the record for most...fun. I broke it."
Shawn sputtered a little, pulling at the collar of his sleeveless flannel. "Um well...damn." Taker actually laughed at seeing Shawn get flustered.
"Might be fun to have a competition." John said smoothly in his hypnotic tone.
Shawn licked his lips. "Damn….um...well...last one nearly killed me." He ran his hand through his hair then scratching the back of his head.
Before John could make another comment, a thin built brunette came over, wrapping her arm around Shawn's waist and leaned up to kiss his cheek. "Having fun, Hun?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Behaving yourself?"
"Yeah...of course, Becks." Shawn replied before turning his head and leaning to kiss her. He then looked at John. "Um...John...I don't remember have you met my wife before?"
John looked at the small women and smiled. "I don't believe so...nice to meet you. Shawn's a great guy."
"Yes, he is...a real handful at times too." She laughed, extending her hand. "A pleasure to formally meet you. I'm Rebecca."
"John." John smiled, shaking her hand. "And the pleasure is all mine." His voice sounded more smooth than normal as the creature had been playing with Shawn.
"Hun?" She looked at Shawn after she let go of his hand. "The kids are getting tired I think. About ready to head out?"
Shawn looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, Babe...a couple minutes okay?"
"Yeah." She smiled and actually patted Shawn's ass before she turned and walked away.
Taker gave a laugh. "Who's the one with a short leash now?"
"Oh hush." Shawn told him.
John had to laugh. "Married man now...she's lovely."
"Well, have been for a while...before you wonder she knows...um...even watched once." Shawn commented.
"She did?" John looked taken back. "Not many women would allow it."
Shawn leaned in close. "Let's just say she isn't all sugar and spice...when she discovered my past she was curious." He stood back up. "Well, I better get going."
"Yeah, before the little lady cracks the whip on you." Taker laughed.
John chuckled. "Nice seeing you, Shawn. Take care."
"Yeah, see you around, John. Take your time and heal up...don't let Vince push you too fast." Shawn told John with a pat to his shoulder before he took off.
John looked up at Taker once they were alone. "Thank you for all this...it was wonderful."
"You're welcome." Taker smiled. "I had some stuff already packed to store at the house for us for the next day or so...and hopefully Randy will get to enjoy some of it."
Worry filled John's eyes. "May I go check on him quickly?"
"Yeah. Go ahead...I think things are winding down slowly anyways." Taker assured him. John walked into the house and then up to the bedroom. He walked near the bed where Randy lay, looking for signs of life. As John got closer, he could see Randy looked to be slightly fitful even if the only movement was in his face.
John sat beside Randy and rested a hand on his shoulder. "I'm here, Daddy." He whispered.
At John's touch, Randy seemed to calm down. A relaxing sound came from the younger man. "Love you, Daddy." John whispered. His eyes faintly glowed and he began to speak softly in the archaic tongue. It was almost like a soothing song. Randy's head moved faintly, almost to nuzzle John's arm. John continued the soft singing as he ran a hand over Randy's cropped head. Slowly, Randy began to shift as someone normally would that was in a deep sleep. John's eyes faded to normal and his tone grew normal. "Soon, Daddy. I'll be patient. You rest." He moved to get up and leave the room.
Randy faintly mumbled but it was incoherent as John left.
