Taking a Chance: Hiding in Public Places
"Umm-a-…"the divas said in unison.
"What are you doing in the women's restroom?" Amy blurted out.
"Well, our breakfast is at the table and you guys were gone for so long that we began to wonder. So I volunteered to come find you two. But that still doesn't answer my question, Amy, and you know it. Now what's wrong, Amy? You have been crying," he continued from the doorway which he had been blocking for the last five minutes. He had not caught what the divas were saying other than hearing his name on Stacy's lips. From the way Amy was crying he knew something was wrong and it killed him to see her hurt, especially if he was the cause. He couldn't fight the desire he had to fix whatever was bothering the diva.
The WWE divas finished washing their hands and made their way over to the Legend Killer deliberately ignoring his question. Stacy smiled at Randy and moved past him to return to the table and her breakfast. Amy moved to follow suit, but was stopped by the Legend Killer putting his hand on her arm.
"Amy," he pleaded, "what's wrong?" He lost his voice as the Queen of Extreme turned and leaned into his chest and began to cry again. All he could do was wrap his arms around her and let her cry.
"Shhh. It's alright Amy. Shhh. You can tell me what's wrong. Please Baby."
She looked up then at his pleading voice and instead of speaking did something else. She reached up on her toes and kissed RKO.
His arms came to wrap themselves around her of their own volition. He slowly began to move them from the restroom door to an alcove off to the side of the restrooms. He continued moving her backwards until she lightly hit the wall. Then he turned from gently and lightly caressing her lips with is own to applying more pressure and forcing her lips open with his own then pushing his tongue into her mouth which was met in battle by her tongue. They battled for dominance, both giving and taking. Hands were everywhere; touching shoulders, backs, brushing lightly over a breast, a stomach, a hip, a butt. Finally Amy settled her hands on his shoulders, rubbing from along his neck to tangle her fingers in his hair.
Just the feel of her even brushing a hand on him and he went wild, so he felt the need to return the favor and drive her just as crazy. He began by lightly moving his hands from her hip to her shoulder keeping his touch light, just a gentle teasing caress to make her want more. She began to lean into his touch. Her breathing deepened. They both had to break the kiss, but quickly found other things to occupy their hungry mouths. His lips found first her ear and then her neck where he began to nibble, lick and bite. He heard her moans and soon found himself answering as her mouth found his neck and she began her own nibbling as her right hand moved from his shoulder down from the front of his shirt and further down to his dress pants. He quickly reconnected his mouth with hers instantly fusing their tongues. He pushed even closer to her to try and convey just what he wanted to do with her.
That's when they both stopped dead in their tracks as they both heard someone's throat clear as well as felt several pairs of eyes on them.
With one last kiss Randy parted his mouth from Amy's and opened his eyes. Amy buried her face into his shirt as he turned to see the knowing faces of John Cena and Stacy Keibler as well as the shocked and surprised faces of Adam, Chris, and Glenn. He then turned back to Amy and they both shared a look that said they had a lot of explaining to do.