Hey everyone! So I wanted to make a short story or a 'one shot' about the one and only sexy as hell Viper, Randy Orton. This is mildly based off of a dream I had A WHILE AGO and it's never left my mind, so I thought I'd finally get it out there. Everything else I'm just pulling out of thin air and am going along with it as I go. So please PLEASE tell me what you think! It would be greatly appreciated!

I don't own anyone affiliated with the WWE, I only own Danielle/Danni and the storyline.

Enjoy!


I'm sitting around backstage on a couple of crates with my girls, Becky Lynch, Alexa Bliss and Naomi and even though it's early in the day, we are all dressed in our ring gear…well except for me. I was given the night off, so I'm dressed in my comfortable street clothes that consist of blue skinny jeans, heels and one of my shirts, ripped in a way to make it look more sexy than a typical t-shirt would look.

"I still can't believe they gave you a title match tonight against Sasha! How did you manage to convince them to let you have one?" I happily exclaim to Naomi. I've been vying for a chance at the title, but I still have had no such luck, but that doesn't mean I'm any less happy for my friend for getting one.

"Seriously, how the hell did you manage to snag that?" Becky asks.

"Are you sure you didn't smooch around to get it?" Alexa adds in and we all look at her with wide eyes, even though we know she was joking.

"Alexa!" I exclaim to her with a laugh and I shake my head, my long black hair styled with waves bounces around my face as I do so.

"Danielle!" Alexa exclaims back and I shoot her a playful look because she knows I hate being called by my proper first name. Everyone who knows me knows I like to be called Danni.

"Of course not! I slept my way in," Naomi also jokes and all 4 of us burst out into laughter, but it soon dies down the second The Apex Predator, also known as Randy Orton walks into our vicinity. And my god, does he look sexy as hell right now. He's dressed in his ring gear and is wearing one of his hoodies with the sleeves ripped off, turning it into a vest. The baby oil on his chest and abs enhance his sexiness tenfold and I have to hide the lust that is swimming in my lower belly right now. And it's not like I haven't seen him in his ring gear before, so I don't know why I'm reacting to him the way I am right now.

Alexa, Becky and Naomi are all friends with Randy, but myself? Not so much. Then again, it's known between the girls that I've had a huge crush on him since the day I began my career with the WWE. He and I always seem to like to butt heads and argue about small petty things because also from day one he was a complete asshole to me for no reason. But sadly, that is also what attracted me to him. However, he never seemed to want to put me on his good side, regardless of what I've done or try to do to get me there.

"Hey Randy," Becky says to the 14x champ and his eyes scan over all 4 of us with a small smile, but the second his eyes land on me, it dims.

"Ladies," Randy replies and steps in to hug all 3 girls and when he goes to lean in towards me, he stops short and sticks his tongue in his cheek, wearing a smirk that tells me, 'nice try, but I don't think so', even though his eyes hold something that I can't quite decipher. He doesn't say a word, instead he shakes his head and walks away in the direction he was originally headed.

As soon as he is out of hearing distance, all 3 of them look straight at me and I look right back. "What?" I ask and Alexa looks at me strangely.

"Uhh, how about the fact that he looked at you like he wanted to fuck the shit out of you, yet he didn't even give you the time of day. We know you can't stand each other, but damn. What the hell happened between the last time you guys crossed paths till now?" She asks me and I shrug my shoulders.

"It's not the first time he's done that to me, so I'm use to it. I'm not gonna let something like that bother me whether I have a thing for him or not. He wants nothing to do with me so why try to make something happen that's not there? And he was not looking at me like that," I say in denial because now that Alexa said it, that's exactly the look that was in his eyes that I couldn't decipher.

"Yeah, okay. Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart. He wants you…bad. But I gotta head out; Jimmy wants to do some warm ups before the show starts tonight," Naomi retorts and I look at her in disbelief, not believing a word she says. I shake my head in denial once more.

Becky and Alexa make their leave too, but not before Becky pulls me aside, "Naomi is right, girl. Whether you want to admit it or not…Randy wants you and I know you want him too. Go do something about it because this is just getting ridiculous. The sexual tension is there…don't fight it; go get him," she tells me and walks away without letting me get a word in. I stare at her retreating back with my mouth opening and closing like a fish, at a loss of what to even say or think about what she just told me.

Hours later after the show is over, I go to make my way to the women's locker room, completely disregarding what Becky told me to do. There is no way in hell I'd even have the courage to go up to Randy and be like 'hey, I'm into you and I know you're into me too, regardless of the way we act towards each other. Wanna go fuck?' Yeah…I don't think so.

As I walk around the corner, I slam right into a brick wall of muscle. Correction…sweaty brick wall of muscle. I brace for the fall that I expect to come, but it never does. But as quickly as the person's hold on me is there…it's gone. "I'm so sorry," I say quietly and look up into the eyes of Randy. My own widen and I take a step back away from him, at a loss of what to do.

"It's alright. But I'm glad I ran into you," Randy replies and I swallow hard as my stomach does flips at his comment. I know he can see the terrified look on my face because his eyes soften fractionally upon seeing it.

"You…you are?" I ask timidly, my confidence completely going out the window with him showing me any sort of attention that doesn't include hostility. Randy takes a step closer to me, closing the distance once more and he raises his hand to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear.

Nodding, Randy replies, "I am. I wanted to…" he begins but stops suddenly when a backstage hand walks by us. He watches them pass and continue on down the hall before returning his attention back onto me, "I wanted to talk to you," he says and I raise my eyebrows at him in surprise.

"You did?" I ask and he silently nods his head, "about what?" I ask again and his lips quirk into a tiny smile.

"I have a proposal for you," he says and my eyes widen slightly, but I let him continue, "now, you don't have to accept it; I'll respect your wishes if you choose not to, although I really hope you do. But I've seen the way you look at me when you think myself or no one else is looking…" he says and I blush furiously, breaking eye contact with him and look down at my hands.

Randy lifts my chin back up with a finger, forcing me to look back up at him and he holds a cocky smile on his face, "…but it's no secret that I've looked at you the same way," he confesses any my heart begins to beat like a jackhammer. "But back to what I wanted to say. It's also no secret that there is some sort of attraction between the two of us. Sexual tension, if you wanna get technical. So what I'm proposing is that you come by my hotel room tonight and I'll show you we can create that magic that is undoubtedly between us. Let me show you how good I can make you feel. I want you, Danni and I know you want me just as much…don't deny it," Randy adds when I begins to shake my head in protest.

"Randy, I don't think…" I say and Randy shakes his own head, holding a finger to his mouth, signaling me that he wants me to be quiet.

Without warning, Randy closes the distance between us entirely and cages me in against his body and the concrete wall behind me, lowers his head and presses a soft kiss to my lips. "Just think about it," he breathes, "my room number is 401. I'll be waiting up for you; if you don't show up, I'll know where you stand, but like I said…I really hope you do," he says quietly and walks away, leaving me a hot mess against the wall as I watch him disappear around the corner.