: WHAT HAPPENS ON THE MOVIE SET :
(Randy Orton)
(A/N: This is a requested plot from the lovely DivaliciousDool, who's character Mara has claimed Randy for the moment. I added my own little fun twists, I hope it's enjoyed.)
The knock on her trailer's door had Mara lunging for a t shirt quickly. She'd been napping, it was damn hot out and she'd had her shirt off, sleeping in only her bra and panties. The shirt she grabbed covered her panties, so she figured that if it were just the makeup and hair team, she'd be okay.
But when she OPENED her trailer door, Randy Orton stood there, thumbs hooked through the belt loops on his jeans, looking at her, his eyes roaming her body, not bothering to hide the fact that he was doing this, either. A smirk filled his face before he spoke. "I thought we could practice the kiss?" he suggested as he looked at her, his eyes taking in her brunette hair, her tattoos, her body in general.
Mara blinked, but let her eyes roam over his body, the chiseled muscles that look like stone, the intense eyes, the general walking sex that was Randy Orton. "Why?" she asked quietly, as she looked into those intense eyes and licked her lips involuntarily. How'd he do that? He hadn't even kissed her, yet her lips were tingling.
Randy stepped into the trailer quietly, as he looked at her legs, and realized how little she was wearing currently. And then he reminded himself that this kiss was for the greater good. For weeks now, his costar had been getting in his head and his heart, which he never thought would happen, after his messy divorce.
And he wanted to know how she was doing it, naturally. So he'd come up with the bright idea that a kiss would help him decide if it was him falling in love again, or just him needing to get laid. And he'd deal with whatever happened after, accordingly.
He opened the script, then muttered, "Ah, hell with it." as he pinned her in where she sat on the small fold out bed in the trailer, leaning down, conquering her mouth hungrily. Mara groaned as her lips parted, and her tongue found his, fighting for control, and her hands slid up the front of the muscle shirt he wore, gripping to hold on.
"R-randy?" she stammered as the kiss broke and looked at him, blinking, as he tried to process what just happened. He now knew one kiss well... One kiss just wasn't going to cut it. He wanted more. He wanted her completely.
"I'm not going to lie, Mara. I didn't really come in here to practice the kiss for today's scene." he said calmly, as he sat down next to her, pulling her easily into his lap, his arms going around her. "You do something to me, and I can't figure it out. So, I figured what the hell.. If I kiss you, I'd know if it was just me wanting to get laid, or me really feeling something for you."
Mara's breath caught in her throat as his finger slid over the tattoo on her wrist distractedly, and then dipped down to her thigh, trailing lazy circles over the bare skin there. "Well? Did you figure anything out?" she asked quietly, holding his gaze, her eyes smoldering with lust.
"Don't know. I'll have to try it again." Randy said with a smirk as he leaned in and pressing her completely against him, began to kiss her slowly and passionately again. Again their tongues met and again they fought for dominance in the kiss.
Randy growled and gently lie her back on the bed, leaning over her, smiling as he said "I definitely feel something between us, Mara. Do you?"
Mara's head fell back and her breathing came out in short uneven strokes as she muttered, "Yes Randy." and bought her legs up to his waist, where he leaned in at, slowly.
"Do you wanna do something about it?" he muttered huskily against her ear as his hand wandered up her shirt, grazing against her panties, smirking as he felt the pools of desire forming between her legs for him.
"Yes." Mara managed to gasp before leaning up on her elbows slightly, sucking his neck, and then passionately kissing him again.
"Patient, babe." Randy muttered as he bit his lip and then slowly slid his hand inside of her panties, tugging them, accidentally tearing them in the process, before cupping her and slipping two fingers inside of her. Mara's breath caught as she gripped his shoulders with one hand, and slid her other hand over his hair, making him growl. "That felt good." Randy muttered as he thrust himself, his rock hard erection against her, teasingly.
"Oh, Randy.. Now?" she asked as she looked up at him. He shook his head, his lips trailing hungrily over her soft skin as he pulled her shirt over her head, and let her pull his shirt off. Pressing her against him, he ventured back to her mouth with his kisses, his thumb on his free hand lazily circling her nipples, rubbing, stroking.
Mara cried out and Randy smirked quietly, as he leaned in and said quietly, "We really have chemistry. Off and on screen. I want to tell you, after tonight.. You are mine." he said as he nipped at her earlobe then her neck, groaning when she thrust against him, her wet desire rubbing against his rock hard cock, as her hand came down, slipped in his boxers and began to stroke up and down the length slowly.
"Mmm. Mara." he groaned, biting his lip, his hand going to her bra, unsnapping it, tearing it accidentally, flinging it into the room. Her name coming off his lips was addictive. He loved saying it. "God, you're so fucking sexy." he grunted, thrusting his cock into her soft hands as he ran his hand through her long brown hair, tangling in it as his mouth dipped down, leaving suck marks all over her full breasts on contact.
He wanted to make damn sure everyone on set and off knew she was his. Noone elses. Maybe this stemmed from his ex repeatedly cheating, or maybe he was that possessive. He wasn't sure, but he did know that after tonight, the only name she'd ever scream again would be his. He had to have her, with him, completly, she was in his system, and he was now addicted.
Mara moaned as his fingers thrust inside of her even deeper and his mouth bore down on her breasts, teasing her nipples to rock hard and aching points easily. "Oh fuck.. Randy." she moaned, arching her back against him as her legs tensed, gripped his hips, pulling him against her even more than he had been, teasing him with how wet she was right now.
Randy growled deep in his throat as he fixed his eyes on her and pinning her hands beside her head, he started to trail slowly down her body, his tongue plunging into her warm wet and sticky depths, groaning as the sweetness of her filled his mouth. He smirked, knowing that he hadn't even dicked her yet and he'd already made her cum and pretty damn hard at that. This proved it. They were perfect together, the way their bodies molded effortlessly.
Mara gasped as his tongue continued to tease her, grazing her clit, his lips sucking, tasting her greedily. "Ohhhh." she moaned as her back rose arching away from the bed. "Now?" she begged breathlessly, completely turned on, wanting him so badly she could taste it, but getting increasingly frustrated because he was taking his time.
Randy smirked, bringing his head up, leaning in and sucking her neck, his hand cupping her breasts, his other hand resting on her thigh as he thrust against her, simulating what he'd be doing to her soon. "Mmm. Mara.. Do you want this?" he asked, looking in her eyes, smirking.
"Yes Randy. Now." Mara muttered as she managed to get from beneath him, and was now straddling him, leaned, her hands over his hands, on either side of his head, as she slowly licked down his neck, then his chest, leaving suck marks. Her mouth closed around his cock and she slowly began to lick and suck him, smirking as he groaned, thrust his hips into her mouth.
Randy growled as he felt his cock twitching, and he quickly pulled her up and lie her down on the bed, as he smirked and kissing her said "Mmm, Mara.." as he thrust inside of her, moving agonizingly slow at first, making her bite her lip, grip his back raking her nails down gently, as she cried out and arched her back. "Oh randy.. Faster. Faster."
Randy sped up a little, kissing her all over the lips, the neck, her chest, all over her body. "So sexy." he muttered, adding seconds later as he felt himself fucking her right into another orgasm, "So tight. God.. So fucking wet, Mara."
Mara groaned, thrusting her hips for him, her legs tangling around his waist, pulling him in even deeper, as he picked her up, tilted her hips at an angle and began to really pound her. Mara cried out his name, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he continued to pound her, continued to touch her, continued to kiss her and tease her all over.
Randy tensed as he felt his orgasm approaching and nipping her ear he muttered quietly, "Cum with me, Mara. I wanna feel you, babe."
Mara groaned and sputtered "Oh fuck.. Randy, I'm cumming." as he sped up, slamming into her as he felt his release flowing, coating her, filling her up as her walls clenched his cock and took him every last inch.
Collapsing onto the bed beside her, he held her against him as he muttered, "So, do you wanna go with me to the premiere tonight?"
Mara smiled and then looked at her watch. "Shit. If we're going, we both need showers, and we need to be dressed. We're almost late."
Randy chuckled and then said "We take one shower, and get dressed. Saves time." as he kissed the back of her neck, and smacked her ass playfully when she stood, pulling her towards his shower.
Once they were out and dressed, with randy interrupting her more than once to touch her, try and get her to let him give her a really quick fuck, or kissing her, telling her he loved her, they set off for the premier.
And when they got out of the limo, the paparazzi cornered them, asking if it were true they were tgether on screen and off.
Before Mara could answer, Randy winked cockily, and then said into the mic, "Yeah. Mara's my girlfriend." Then they asked how that effected the love scenes and Randy winked as he said "You tell me, man.. How would it affect you?"
Mara blushed and then Randy added, "She's a firecracker in bed though, seriously." before kissing her, and pulling her against him, his arms around her walking her into the building.
