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Rosie
After the Fall
Chapter 3
Jay was pacing the locker room, staring at Randy's belt lying over his gym bag. Randy should have been back by now, and Jay was getting worried. He paced some more, wondering if he had hit Randy too hard with the damn thing.
The door finally opened and Randy staggered in, an ice pack held to the side of his face.
"Damn Randy, are you ok baby," Jay said, going to Randy's side and helping him to the bench.
"Yeah, I'm ok," Randy said, giving Jay a sickly grin.
Jay pulled the ice pack away, hissing at the W shaped welt high on Randy's cheek. He leaned down, pressing his lips gently to the reddened area. He put the ice pack back, sitting beside Randy and hugging him close.
"I'm sorry baby, I didn't think I hit you that hard."
Randy laid his head against Jay's shoulder, sighing. "Don't worry about it, I'm fine."
"You want to get a shower here or just head back to the hotel?" Jay asked, rubbing Randy's back.
"I just want to go to the hotel, I can shower there. I'm tired and I hurt."
"Ok babe, hang on a sec, let me get our stuff together," Jay said, rising and quickly gathering clothes and shower junk and stuffing it into their bags. He pulled out a tee shirt and sweats for Randy, going to help him into them.
They were ready to leave when the locker room door opened and Ted and Cody peeked around the door.
"Hey guys," Cody said, "can you give us a ride back to the hotel? Brian and Johnny decided to take the rental and go out bar hopping."
"Sure, but we're leaving now, so get your stuff and meet us outside," Jay said, slinging his and Randy's bags over his shoulder.
"We're ready now," Ted said, holding the door open.
The four men made their way to the parking lot, stowing their gear in the trunk and heading for the hotel. Randy slumped in the front seat, still holding the ice pack to his face. Cody stared at him.
"You ok Randy?" Cody finally asked.
"Yeah Codes, I'm fine," Randy said quietly. Cody noticed that he had reached for Jay's hand. He fumed silently. He had been Randy's lover for over a year, and Randy had never held his hand in front of anyone. Never shown him any affection except when they were alone. He crossed his arms and glared at the back of Jays head. Cody had thought that when Randy was drafted to SmackDown they would pick up where they left off, but no, Captain Charisma had swooped in and stolen his Viper. It wasn't fair.
Ted's stomach clenched at the look on Cody's face. He hated that Cody was still carrying a torch for Randy. He reached over and stroked Cody's leg. Cody looked at him, then dropped his eyes to his lap, staring at Ted's clenched fist. Ted turned a resentful glare on Randy.
Jay reached over, running his hand over Randy's head, cupping it gently around the back of the younger man's neck. "You doing ok baby?"
Randy smiled, "I'll be ok, I don't want to take the pain stuff till we get back, the doc said it would probably knock me out for a couple hours."
"Good, you need to sleep. You'll feel better in the morning." Jay let his hand slide down Randy's arm, taking his hand again.
Neither of the men in the backseat missed the shiver that ran through Randy, or the look that passed between him and Jay. Ted glanced at Cody, seeing the tears glimmering in his eyes. Anger flowed through him. It had taken him years to get Cody into his bed, and even now he didn't really have him. Because of Randy. Always Randy. He thought of the small tattoo on Cody's hip, three tiny letters that taunted Ted every time he saw it. Randy needed to be taught a lesson.
Jay parked in front of the hotel, getting out and going around to open Randy's door. He keyed the button to open the trunk so Ted and Cody could get their bags. He could come down later and get theirs.
"Come on baby, let's get you up to the room," Jay whispered, pulling Randy close. "Then I'll make you all better."
Randy grinned, leaning against Jay. He loved how Jay took care of him.
Ted and Cody shared a look, grabbing all the bags and slamming the trunk lid. "We got your bags Jay. It'll save you a trip," Ted said.
"Thanks man," Jay said, keeping his arm around Randy through the lobby and in the elevator. Once in the room he sat Randy on the side of the bed, tossing the key card and his wallet on the table.
"You can just drop the bags anywhere," Jay said, "Thanks again."
"No problem, call us if you need anything," Ted said, leading Cody to the door.
As Jay stripped Randy and got him into the bathroom for a shower, neither of them noticed that the key card had disappeared.
Jay washed Randy slowly, letting the hot water beat on Randy's back, easing the sore muscles.
"Poor baby, you're so knotted up. I'll have to do something about that," Jay teased as he washed Randy's hair. Randy grinned, wondering what Jay had in mind. They finally climbed out of the shower, drying and heading for bed. Jay made sure Randy took the pain medication, hoping it would help him sleep. Randy sat on the side of the bed, carefully rubbing the side of his face.
"Lay on your belly baby," Jay said, grabbing a bottle of massage oil from his suitcase.
Randy sprawled on the bed, burying his face in the pillow. The cool cotton felt good against his aching cheek. He groaned as he felt Jay's hands begin rubbing his tense neck and shoulders.
Jay smiled as he worked the muscles in Randy's back, feeling them unknot under his fingers. He worked his way down, slowly, listening to Randy's soft moans. He worked his way all the way down Randy's legs, tickling the bottom of the younger man's foot and telling him to turn over.
He worked his way back up Randy's long legs, kneeling between them and stroking his hips firmly, then moving between his legs. Randy's moans changed, soft mewling sounds spilling from his lips.
"Jay," he whispered hoarsely.
"Shh baby," Jay said, his oil covered fingers stroking Randy's tight ass, pushing gently against the tight ring of muscle. "Just relax and let me make you feel better."
Jay licked the head of Randy's aching cock, then engulfed it, taking Randy deep into his mouth. Randy's back arched as Jay's fingers found his sweet spot, bolts of pleasure jolting through him.
The combination of Jay's hot mouth and talented fingers soon had Randy panting and writhing. He could feel his release, trembling just on the edge.
"Oh god Jay, oh fuck," Randy cried loudly, pearly streams filling Jay's mouth. As he let Randy's softening cock slip from his lips Jay smiled. He loved the look on Randy's face, the hard angles softened by pleasure, the lips curled into a sweet smile, the piercing grey eyes clouded with peace.
Jay moved up, cuddling Randy's spent body against his chest, kissing his lover gently and smiling again as Randy curled around him, resting his head on Jay's chest.
As Randy's body relaxed into drugged sleep, Jay sighed, letting sleep take him as well.
The moonlight streaming through the window painted the lovers with silver light as they slept deeply. The door opened slowly, the eyes of the shadowy figure narrowing as he saw them, vulnerable, helpless in slumber. The door closed silently, the moonlight glinting off the shiny metal in the shadow's hand.
Slowly the shadow smiled, rubbing himself as he thought of how much fun he was going to have. He turned and locked the security bar, setting a large bag on the floor by his feet. The smile melted away, the eyes hardening as he moved slowly towards the bed.