JoMoFan-spot, oh, my baby! (snuggles & pets) I wish there was some kind of anti-bad-slash-shield I could put around you to protect you from that nastiness. All I can do is try to bring you more gewdness in hopes to make up for it. (sighs) Yes, sadly, I would believe that. It's what turned me off from E&C slash back when I first started. I have no clue why they fuck them up so bad. It's frustrating. & I'll never understand Jay being a girl. He's not a girl. & yay, I'm happy to be a distraction xP I love playing w/ Edge's character. He can have so many shades even as a bottom. It can work if it is tried. Haha, Jeff muse thanks you kindly for the gifts. He loves prezzies that can involve his Addy putting on shows ;D (cackles) A dick must indeed be presented when Adam wants one or else ;P I'm very happy you enjoyed it, Love. (loves on) Thank you so much. redsandman99, psh, like Randy will learn, lol. Esha Napoleon, thank you, xD. I love Edge Jeff and RKO, no.. that wouldn't have worked. Just maybe got Adam a spanking.. hm.. maybe it would then.. takers dark lover, I certainly wouldn't forget it :P BellaHickenbottom, deny him to rile him up & make him all needy. (shrugs) It worked.

RatedRKO Affair: Redge Shots;
Chapter three/ 'Needy'
Rated; M/ L, S (fingering, anal)
Set-up; Just a writing exercise. Randy comes home to find his baby very needy. Randy's POV.

His fingertips touch mine as a groan escapes his lips. They're parted, swollen with his lust and flushed a nice shade of pink.. as well as his cheeks. Those eyes are half-lidded, the gorgeous green, shining and guarded, just barely peeking out. I see his tongue flick out to wet his lips. So quick, but still I almost lose it at the simplest little motion from him.

He arches up as my hand finds him and his other hand's fingers lace with mine, squeezing tightly as if he needs to hold on.. And he does. I know him too well. He needs the security. He needs to be touched and held all through sex. He likes the skin on skin contact. He needs the attention and affection. Craves it. When he doesn't get it he's a mess and when he finally captures it he devours every ounce of it like a emotional vampire.

I don't blame him. I've been gone so long. The separation has killed him. He was a wreck when I entered our bedroom. His face didn't light up, but fell instead. His lips parted and his brow was furrowed in utter abandonment. He looked at me like a needy puppy before rushing into my arms. I didn't have time to even put down my bags, so I dropped them and his lips were attacking mine. Sucking at them and panting. His hands were all over me, clutching and grabbing. Needing to be close. Needing to be held and loved on.

I've before offered him to go get it from other people, but he said no. It's not like I was being mean and telling him he needed to.. but sometimes he gets so lonely I just thought if he did it might help him. I'm always so scared of pushing him away because I've been in a different place lately. It gives me such power to know that he doesn't want it from elsewhere. He wants it from me.

I hear him gasp not to stop. His words are bated and his breath is beautifully hitched. I lean down and brush my lips against his cheek and he lifts his head up, moaning, those gorgeous eyes pleading. I let my mouth move over his own, sucking on those lips, biting at them. He's such a wreck now. Writhing and arching up into my hand that just hovers above his cock, grazing my fingers over the head and down the shaft to drive him crazier.

My hand leaves him and he whimpers in the sweetest tone I have ever heard. He's clawing at my back with one hand, while his other has my hand in a death drip and I know he won't let go. I reach up and tug at his hair and he whines, his neck is exposed and he utters the word "please" over and over. I yank his hair again and he groans. He likes when I do that. I know what he likes. What he craves and what he needs. He's desperate for it and completely under my mercy.

I smile down at him before wrenching my hand away from his and reaching over to grab the lube that lays beside us and forgotten momentarily on the bed. I hurry, because he's telling me to and whom I to ever deny him? Never have and never will. He needs to feel me inside of him and I think I need it just as damn bad right now or I'm going to combust and be nothing a flaming pile of ashes on top of him. He would not appreciate that to put it nicely.

I bring my slickened fingers down to that waiting pucker. His legs spread out further to invite them and he wiggles down toward them. I let them touch to it and he curses me, digging his nails into my arm for spite and I chuckle and shake my head. He hates when I tease but damn, I can't help but tease him. He pulls the pouting card. Huffing in that little whiny tone of his, his lips puckered out and he bats his eyes. He knows this shit kills me. It's worse when he tucks his bottom lip back into his mouth, nibbling on it.. making my dick ache all the more. I wiggle my fingers again, pushing and tickling him just around the rim of his opening. He curses again, threatens me. Fuck, he's so adorable.

His cursing cuts off into a sputtered whimper as I shove my fingers inside of him, wiggling them around some. Feeling of him and teasing him more.

"Harder.. please.. more.."

He arches up as I curl my fingers, rubbing them against his walls, stretching him. I turn my fist over, pushing on the walls, digging at his insides and making him cry out sweetly before starting to fuck them in and out of him. He grabs at the sheets, his hips squirming restlessly and his long blond hair falling in front of his eyes. God that kills me, especially when he flips his hair back, panting and looking at me desperately as he demands I fuck him.

I can't take no more and I jerk my fingers out, shifting and settling myself between his legs. It takes two strokes of my cock with the lube and some positioning before I push in. He clutches to me, holding on for dear life as he wiggles his hips up into mine. I wanted to give him time to adjust, but I don't think he wants that. He's always told me he likes when it hurts just a little. Selfish brat, baby doesn't think about the constriction on my cock or how it feels like it'll implode from the pressure. But this is where I belong and I know it.

He feels like heaven wrapped around me, like a vice. It's wonderful and insanely mind numbing at the same time. I hear him chanting my name, shuddering and convulsing and he hasn't even came yet. He just wraps his legs around me and uses them and his arms to pull me closer. I don't know if it's possible to do so without melting into the same body, but we'll try.

I kiss his cheek and down to his neck. There's this spot only I know about and it drives him wild. He curses me again and I snicker. I shift my legs apart and start to thrust. Hard like he likes it. That shuts his cursing up and immediately he's making such delightfully slutty sounds, murmuring and moaning. Sounds only meant for me.

I like watching his face during sex. His lips part so preciously and curl up at the sides, his eyes squint, shut, squint, open, blink and squint again. I bury my face into his neck next and breath him in. He smells so good. So decadent and alluring. His hair tickles my nose, so soft and feather light. The angels broke the fucking mode when they created him. My gorgeous sex kitten that writhes underneath me.

He's begging me now and I take his cock in my hand, feeling him thrust up into it frantically and desperate. He clings to me. Those beautiful green orbs squeezing shut and a feral scream breaking from his throat as he releases. More precious shuddering and the fact that he's shouting my name over and over in that lovely voice makes me cum with him, filling my baby full and over-flowing. We lay there a moment. He has refused to let go and is just breathing next to my ear.

"Adam.. I think we need to move.." I say gently, nuzzling my face alongside his.

"No.. just hold me, Randy."

I sigh and snuggle down into him, holding him tightly until he falls asleep.

I got the idea in my head & just started writing. At first I wasn't sure if it was going to be Jay or Randy w/ Adam since I didn't reveal it to the end. I never thought it sounded like Jeff so I didn't have him in mind, yet my tired mind wasn't quite processing what Jeff muse was saying to me about the line about the narrating dom being in a "different place", I felt this could be for Jeff currently being in TNA & away from Adam or from that one time Jay went to TNA & was away from Adam. But eh, Jeff has enough fics/projects w/ Adam & so does Christian... well, techincally between 'Vipers & Angels' & a couple others planned, so does Randy.. but the one shots were running lower than the the E&C or Jedam.. so that was my logic.. I think.. I dunno.. it is what it is.. It was just a writing exercise anyway. It works. Yeah.