Chapter Eight
"Hey Ran, I'm going to get something from catering."
"Okay."
"Do you want anything?"
"No, I'm fine but thanks."
"Sure." John stepped off the bus and headed toward the employee entrance of the arena. About a minute later Randy heard a knock on the bus door
"Come in!" Preoccupied with his phone, Randy didn't look up until he heard his voice
"Fatherhood suits you, Randy, you look amazing." He dropped his phone and stood
"What the fuck are you doing here Cody?"
"I had to see you Randy. It's been months. I missed you."
"I knew I shouldn't have come back here. I had a funny feeling some weird shit would happen."
"Your daughter's beautiful." Cody said brushing a finger against the cheek of a sleeping Lily. "You and John did a good job." Randy smacked his hand away but Cody just twirled a strand of Lily's hair around his finger
"She's got your curly hair. I liked it when it was longer; I always imagined running my hands through your curls."
"Do not touch my daughter you sick son of a bitch."
"Hey, hey, I'm not going to hurt her. I would never hurt anything that's apart of you." Randy paced in a tight circle clawing at his hair
"I cannot believe that this is happening right now. One blow job in a bathroom and you've turned into some sick freak stalker."
"It wasn't just the blow job Randy. I've always loved you. It's not something that I can just stop because if I could, I would. I just want you to love me back. I wish that I was Lily's father, not John." Randy tilts his head to the side just staring in disbelief
"You cannot love me Cody. You don't know me because if you did then I know for sure you wouldn't love me. Hell, sometimes I wonder why John does. You need to stop with all of this. Wasn't the beating enough? John will do it again."
"I don't care about John."
"Go Cody, please, just go."
"Fine Randy but don't think that this is over. I'm going to make you and Lily mine. John Cena can't win all the time." And just like that Cody was gone. Randy sat on the couch and brought his knees up to his chest willing himself not to cry. As expected it didn't work. He sat there rocking himself and sobbing. When John opened the door he could hear Randy and ran the short distance to see what was going on
"Randy!" He checked Lily then knelt in front of his husband. "What's wrong? What happened?"
"C – C – co – when you left Cody came to the bus." He said through the sobs that racked his body
"He what! What did he do? Did he touch you or Lily?"
"He just caressed her cheek and her hair."
"That is it!" John got up and headed for the door
"John no!" The door slammed in Randy's face before he could even get to John. Running over to his discarded phone, Randy called the only person he could think of that would know what to do
"Hello." A gruff voice said
"Hunter. You have to stop John. He's on his way into the building and I'm pretty sure if he gets to him, he's going to kill Cody."
"Is he up to his shit again?"
"Yes. Hurry and stop him please." The phone disconnected in his ear. During the commotion Lily had woken up and started to wail. Randy went over and picked her up, rubbing her back soothingly
"Shh. Shh. It's okay Li. Don't cry." In the building John walked at a fast clip in search of Cody
"Rhodes!" John started opening doors and checking inside rooms for the other man. "I swear,"
"John! John!" He stopped in his tracks and turned toward the voice
"Not now Hunter. I have something to do…something I should have done a long time ago."
"Don't do it John. I know you want to but think of Randy."
"He's partly to blame Hunt."
"Okay then, what about Lily? She's innocent in all of this. There's only so much I can do to cover for you. You didn't get reprimanded for beating the shit out of him but if you kill him the cops will get involved and it's out of my hands. Do you want Lily to grow up without you?"
"No."
"Do you want to leave Randy alone…only able to see him through a plate glass window?"
"No."
"Then think about what you're about to do." John sighed
"Just let me punch him once."
"Will you stop at one punch? Let me take care of Rhodes."
"Take care of this Hunter or I swear I will."
"I got it. Go back to your bus and stay there. We don't need you until the end of the show." John turned and headed for the exit. Randy had just gotten Lily back to sleep when the door opened and John walked in
"I'm sorry I scared you." Randy walked over, grabbed John and held him tightly just breathing in his scent which had always been soothing to the younger man.
"You have no reason to be sorry. You did exactly what you were supposed to do. I'm sorry I'm the cause of this." John reached up and pulled Randy's arms from around his neck then took a seat on the couch pulling Randy down onto his lap. John buried his head in Randy's chest and began to cry. He held John against his chest and just let him get it out. When he was done, John wiped his eyes then looked up at Randy and kissed him
"That never happened." Randy held back a smile
"Of course it didn't Johnny. Big daddy would never cry." John groaned
"Say it again." Randy smirked and licked the shell of John's ear
"Big daddy." Before Randy knew it John had pulled him down and was now on top of him kissing his neck. It had been such a long time since they were intimate. The kisses alone might cause Randy to lose it. John stopped kissing and pulled his shirt off. Randy reached for his but John stopped him
"You don't have to take it off if you're not ready." He nodded
"I'm ready Johnny." While he pulled the shirt off John worked on the belt and zipper of his lover's jeans and pulled them down. He laughed
"I know you own underwear so why don't you wear them?"
"Can we forget about that for right now? I'm hurting here." John claimed Randy's mouth in a kiss that made the younger man's toes curl while he gently stroked Randy's leaking member. Randy started thrusting up into John's hand trying to bring about his climax
"Do you want to cum Ran?"
"Yes. Make me cum John, please." John kissed down Randy's body stopping to spread his cheeks. Randy shuddered as John blew a warm breath over his tight pucker before lapping at it with his tongue. "Oh fuck!" John stopped and looked up
"Shh! There's a sleeping baby over there. If you can't keep it down I'll make you play the quiet game."
"I'll keep it down I promise just don't make me play the quiet game." John went back to work on loosening Randy up for him. Randy bit his lip and clawed anything he could get his hands on. John inserted a finger and immediately found his hot button. John had to grab Randy's left leg to stop it from thrashing about. "John. John." He looked up
"Yes handsome?"
"I need you right now. I'm ready." John sat up and started to remove his shorts
"Is it okay for us to do this? I mean, are you healed or whatever?"
"I'm perfectly fine John. I'm even taking my medication again so you don't have to use anything." John lined himself up
"That's very good to know." He said as he sank into his husband. "Oh, you feel so good." Once he was ready Randy wrapped his legs around John's waist and John set a frantic pace knowing that neither of them would last long. Randy almost immediately climaxed as John hit his prostate never once letting up. After about a minute or two John spilled deep inside his lover. He pulled out and went to get them towels
"You did a lot better than I expected." He said wiping Randy's stomach
"I really didn't want you to make me play the quiet game." John laughed
"You do suck at it."
"Thanks honey."