Fangirl, Randy; Randy, Fangirl Chapter 23
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The next day; Monday evening
Kathryn and the Orton Family had just finished an early dinner; there was an hour before Monday Night Raw started. Riley and Randy cleaned away the dishes and cleaned the kitchen while Nelson, Anna-Grace, and Jessica played in the lounge.
"Um, Riley? Randy? If you two don't mind, I'm going to go home for the night, but I'll be back early tomorrow to get the kids up and ready for school." Kathryn said. "Kat, wait." Randy said before she left the kitchen. "Yeah?" she asked. "Well, uh, Riley and I wanted to talk to you about something." He said. Kathryn nodded. "What is it?" she asked.
Riley and Randy took a deep breath at the same time. "The thing is, Kat," Riley started. "Since Randy isn't on the road anymore, he's able to be home 24/7." Riley said in hopes of Kathryn catching the hint. She didn't; she was lost. "And that means we don't really need a nanny anymore." Randy said in a gentle voice.
Kathryn's breath hitched. "You're firing me?" She asked in disbelief. "No, Kat. We aren't really firing you. We just thought it would be pointless to have a nanny with Randy here, now." Riley said. Kathryn shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Riley." She said. "Here is your last payment." Riley said handing her a fairly thick envelope from one of the kitchen drawers.
Kathryn thumbed through the money quickly, but she slowed enough to count it. She stopped counting at $2,500 even though there was more. Her usual weekly pay was $500. As Riley and Randy expected, Kathryn was satisfied with the raise. "I'll be back tomorrow afternoon to get my stuff." She said. "Um, actually, Kat… if you don't mind, could you maybe take all your stuff tonight before you leave?" Randy asked. Kathryn nodded and went upstairs to pack. When she was done, she said her goodbyes and left.
"I'm going to go put the kids to bed." Randy said with a peck to Riley's lips. As Randy left to round up the kids, Riley stopped him. "Can you look in my nightstand drawer and bring me that black binder?" Riley asked. "Yeah. I'll be right back." He said.
It took Randy about thirty minutes to get the kids in bed. Nelson wasn't much trouble; he was a five year old who knew not to fight bedtime. The girls, now three years old, were a little more difficult. Randy managed, though.
Once the kids were in bed, Randy got the binder Riley asked for. He had never seen it before; he wanted to look through it, but he decided against it. He figured if Riley wanted to share what was inside, she would. "Here you go, babe." Randy said when he found Riley on the sofa in the living room watching the show that was on before Raw. "Thanks." She said with a smile as Randy sat next to her. She cuddled up next to him and flipped through the binder. She had her laptop open; ready to liveblog the show.
Randy chuckled. "You still do that?" he asked pointing to the screen. She smiled. "I'm a fan first, baby. I told you that a long time ago. Nothing has changed." She said. Randy nodded. When the show started, Randy watched intently as Riley started writing in the binder. "What?" Riley asked when she noticed Randy staring at her. He shook his head. "Nothing." He said.
When Riley heard a theme she didn't recognize, she looked up from her binder. It was Wade Barrett with new entrance music. She squealed and made grabby hands towards the TV. "Really?" Randy asked. Riley shrugged. "What? He doesn't get to sleep with me at night; you do. Are you jealous, Randy?" Riley asked jokingly. "Me? Jealous? Pfft." He said. Riley laughed. "I'll be back." She said as she got up from the sofa.
When she was out of sight, Randy grabbed the binder and read through it. He smiled. In the binder were ideas for story lines and alternatives to current and past WWE storylines. Randy chuckled at how interesting her thoughts were. Some of the storylines were better that the stuff WWE's creative team came up with. Randy heard Riley's footsteps and put the binder back where she left it. "What did I miss?" Riley asked as she sat down. "Nothing. Still on commercial." He said. Riley nodded.
Riley groaned, smiled, laughed, squealed, cried, and flailed during the three hours of Raw. As she blogged, she saw her inbox count rising; she had been ignoring them for some time now. When she opened it, there were lots of questions about Randy and their children. "Babe? You want to help with something?" Riley asked as Randy was nodding off. "Mhmm. Sure; what is it?" he asked sleepily.
Riley read the questions aloud and Randy answered. Riley knew that Randy was half asleep and answering incoherently, but his responses were funny so she went with it. "What's your favorite food?" she asked. Riley knew it was steak, but she wanted him to answer himself. "No. They're too crowded." He answered. Riley giggled and typed his answer.
"What do you do in your free time?" she asked. Again, Riley already knew the answer: sleep, just was he was doing at the moment. "Um… yeah sure." He mumbled. She chuckled and typed the answer.
When Randy had fallen into a deep sleep, Riley leaned close to his face and took a picture; she posted it on her blog with the caption: "I guess vipers need sleep, too. Good night from me and Randy. :)" She closed her laptop and shook Randy awake. "C'mon, baby. Let's go to bed." She said. Randy woke and dragged himself upstairs. He went straight to the bedroom, but Riley checked on the children; they were all still asleep.
When Riley went to the master bedroom, she saw that Randy had fallen into bed fully dressed. He usually slept in the nude, so Riley tried to undress him without waking him up. She pulled off his shorts with no problem, but his shirt was too difficult. He woke up as Riley was pulling it over his head. "If you wanted me naked, all you had to do was ask." He said in a sexily husky voice.
Riley chuckled. "I didn't. I was trying to help you out of your clothes so you could sleep comfortably." She said. Randy smirked and threw her to the bed. He pinned her arms above her head. "You didn't do a very good job." He breathed against her lips. "Well, if you hadn't been dead to the world, I wouldn't have had to." She said with a matching smirk.
Two months later
Randy was feeling so liberated to be home with his family. While he missed the ring, he was happiest at home. He was like Mr. Mom; he took the kids to school and picked them up; when he could get up on time he would make their breakfast and pack their lunch, and he would tuck them in for bed. Most of all, though, the children were happy; Riley's heart used to break when the girls would cry for Daddy when they saw other children at pre-school with their fathers. Now, everything was perfect.
This morning, Randy was still asleep in bed. He reached for Riley, but she wasn't there; he just assumed she went for her morning run and workout like she had been doing since he was home. He stirred, but went back to sleep only to be awakened again.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY!" Randy opened his eyes to see Nelson, Anna-Grace, and Jessica running into the room with gifts for him. He smiled and sat up; the children each gave him a gift. "This one is from me." Nelson said as he handed Randy an envelope. Inside was a birthday card. "Thanks buddy. Why don't all of you come up here with me?" he said patting Riley's empty side of the bed. The children smiled and literally climbed up into the king sized bed.
Randy chuckled at them; they were just as excited as they would be on Christmas morning. Randy opened the envelope and pulled out the card; there was a $50 iTunes card inside.
Suddenly, he saw a bright flash; he looked towards the door and saw Riley stood with her phone taking pictures. He smiled and read the card.
" 'Happy Birthday, Dad. If you have any hair left, I hope I don't make you pull out any more.' " Randy read it out loud. Nelson had written his name neatly at the bottom. Randy laughed. "Thanks, buddy." He said with a warm smile and a tight hug. Nelson smiled brightly. "You're welcome, Daddy." He said.
Anna-Grace was next. The three year old handed Randy a piece of construction paper. On it was glued macaroni noodles in the shape of a heart. Beneath the heart was written very neatly "Happy Birthday, Daddy. Love Anna-Grace Orton". All but Anna-Grace's name was clearly written by Riley; Anna-Grace wrote her own name with as much effort as she could muster up. It was evident by the scribbled lettering. Randy smiled and kissed Anna-Grace's forehead. "Thank you, baby girl. This is beautiful." He said. Anna-Grace smiled and pointed to Riley who was still snapping pictures. "Mommy helped me." She said happily. Randy gasped. "No way! Mommy can't make pretty stuff like this. I bet you did this all by yourself." He said. Anna-Grace only grinned.
Last was Jessica; the toddler handed Randy a drawing of what seemed to be their family: Randy, Riley, Nelson, Anna-Grace, herself, and another person. Randy frowned and pointed to the extra person. "Who is that between me and Mommy?" he asked. "That's Mommy Number Two, Miss Kat." She answered innocently. "When is she coming back?" Jessica asked sadly.
Randy felt a dropping feeling in his stomach; his daughter had called Kathryn her second mother. He felt like it was his fault a nanny had to be called in the first place; he was gone on the road so often and Riley couldn't have raised three babies by herself. He looked to Riley who stood there shocked; almost angry. She shrugged at Randy indicating she didn't know what to tell their curious child.
Randy sighed. "Jessie, Miss Kat isn't coming back." Randy answered. Jessica frowned. "Why not?" She asked. "She wasn't your second mommy. She's a nanny; was just here to take care of you while I was gone away at work." He answered in hopes of Jessica and the others understanding. They didn't. "Mommy takes care of us, too. Is Mommy a nanny, too?" Nelson asked.
At that, Riley left almost in tears as she heard your oldest ask if she was a nanny. Randy wanted to go after her, but there were three tiny people left with questions unanswered. "Mommy is not a nanny. Nannies don't stay forever; your mom does. Miss Kat was only here for a little while. Now that she is gone, you don't have a nanny at all. Do you understand, now?" he said.
The kids thought it over for a moment, but Nelson asked. "So are you a nanny now? You were gone for a long time and then you came back for a little while and then you left again and now you're back again." he said. Randy sighed; he didn't know what else to say. "Go play." He said simply. The kids nodded and scampered away to the playroom.
Randy ran his hands over his face and groaned. He got out of bed to look for Riley. When he found her, she was cleaning up the room the twins shared. She glanced at Randy, but she didn't say anything. Randy sighed. "Babe?" he called out. Riley silently wiped a fallen tear. "Please don't cry, baby." Randy nearly pleaded. "Don't cry? Seriously? I have raised Nelson his whole life and he thinks I'm a fucking nanny!" Riley said quietly but angrily. Randy sighed. "He doesn't understand exactly what a nanny is; he's just a little confused." Randy said. Riley shrugged no longer caring how hard Randy tried to smooth things over. "If it makes you feel any better, they think I'm a nanny too." Randy said.
She chuckled a little. Randy smiled and approached her for a hug. She buried her face in his shirtless chest. "It's not that bad, I promise." Randy said. Riley nodded and kissed him passionately. She draped her arms around his neck; she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist, rocking her hips slowly grinding into him.
Randy moved his hands from the small of her back to her ass and cupped two handfuls of flesh. Riley moaned into the kiss. Randy backed her up to a wall and attacked her neck with nips and bites that were sure to leave marks.
Riley moaned louder than she wanted to but she didn't care if the kids heard her at this point. "oh god, please fuck me." She moaned. Randy nodded and carried her to the master bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He hovered over her like a lion about to tear into a gazelle. Riley pulled her shirt over her head.
When Randy pulled her shorts down, they were interrupted. "No! That's mine!" they heard. Randy and Riley groaned at the same time. "You go get a shower, and I'll take care of that. But we are not done here, Randy. You know that right?" Riley said. Randy nodded and pecked her lips. Riley drew him in closer and deepened the kiss. "Don't start something we can't finish, babe." Randy said when he broke the kiss and stood out of the bed. Riley chuckled and pecked his lips once again. "Happy birthday, baby." She said in a whisper against his lips. "Thanks." He said with a smile. He went into the bathroom and Riley put her shirt back on before going to the playroom.
"What's going on in here?" she asked sternly. "Jessie took my doll!" Anna-Grace said as she pointed to Jessica who sat in a corner holding a baby doll close to her body. Riley remembered seeing the same baby doll under Anna-Grace's bed earlier. "Why don't you go to your room and look on your bed?" Riley said to her. Anna-Grace nodded and went to look. Riley kneeled in front of Jessica. "I didn't take her dolly, mommy. I promise." She said. Riley smiled. "I know you didn't, sweetie. It's okay. Let's get cleaned up for breakfast." Riley said.
She gave the twins their bath and helped Nelson with his. Once the kids were dressed and ready for school, Randy had just gotten out of the shower; he had been taking hour long showers since he had been home.
"What's for breakfast?" he asked walking into the kitchen where the rest of his family was. "Nothing for us, yet." Riley answered. "We have to get the kids off to school first then we can come back here for breakfast." She said. Randy nodded; he figured Riley had something up her sleeve. "All done!" Jessica announced when she finished her wheat toast and nutella. Riley handed her a cup of milk. Soon after, Nelson and Anna-Grace finished as well.
As the children ate, Riley had packed up lunches and snacks for them all. "Alright. Follow Daddy to the car." Riley instructed. By the time Randy had gotten the three strapped into the Rover, Riley had come out with three backpacks. "Drive safe, baby. I'll see you soon." Riley said. Randy smiled and drove off.
When Randy returned home, there were two gifts on the table in the foyer. Randy smiled and opened them. Inside the small box was a Rolex watch; in the larger box was a collector's set of Jack Daniels that included Gentleman Jack, Jack Daniel's Black, and Jack Daniels Single Barrel. Randy smiled at the gifts; he hadn't mentioned to Riley that he wanted either of those things, but they were exactly what he was hoping for.
He went further into the house. "Babe?" he called out when he didn't see her downstairs. "I'm up here, birthday boy." She said. Randy could hear sex dripping from her voice. He quickly ran upstairs but he stopped in the doorway. "wow." He said almost inaudibly. "Hungry?" Riley asked as she was splayed out on the bed when her arms, legs, stomach, and chest all covered in whipped cream with fruit topping it. "Oh hell yeah." Randy said with a low growl.
Randy stripped and climbed up the bed; he lapped at the sweet treats that Riley had set up to be his breakfast and what he undoubtedly categorized as another birthday present. Riley giggled at the tickling sensation of Randy's tongue on her body. Randy smiled on her skin each time he heard her squeal or felt her body jump. Randy had eating everything off of Riley's body and met her eye to eye. He captured her lips to let her taste the sugar on his tongue.
Randy broke the kiss and looked into Riley's bright blue eyes. "So far, this is the best birthday I have ever had." He said. "It's about to get better." Riley said with a smirk. "How so?" Randy asked curiously. "How do you feel about shower sex?" she asked. Randy gasped. That was something he wasn't expecting.
He threw Riley over his shoulder and carried her to the bathroom. Riley giggled at Randy's excitement. He turned the water on and waited a few seconds until the water temperature was perfect. When it was, he gently put Riley on her feet and joined her under the spray.
She couldn't help but attack Randy's lips with her own. Riley wrapped her legs around his waist when he lifted her off her feet for the second time. "I want you right now." He said when she broke the kiss. "It's your birthday; take what you want." Riley said. Randy nodded and licked stripes down her neck. He nibbled on the seemingly sweet skin as he positioned himself at her entrance. He slid into her and immediately hit her soft spot. "Holy shit!" Riley moaned. She tightened her arms around his neck to brace herself. He pulled almost all the way out only slam back into her. "Fuck!" She moaned as she bit down on the muscle between his neck and shoulder. He plowed into her like he had never done before. All that could be heard was skin slapping together and the water from the shower head. Randy captured Riley's lips with kisses, but when the kisses stopped gibberish poured from her lips; actual words couldn't be formed because of the level of intensity. Riley could tell Randy was close because I heard soft, mumbling words and grunts. As she got closer to an orgasm, the gibberish elevated in pitch until there was no sound at all. When she reached her peak, Riley's entire body convulsed until she seized up and couldn't move. Not long after, Randy exploded to his peak and let out the sexiest growl Riley had ever heard. He held her for a few minutes after the passionate adventure. When he put her back on her feet, Riley's knees went weak but Randy caught her before she could fall.
Riley wrapped her arms around Randy's neck and pecked his lips. "Happy birthday, baby." She whispered. Randy smiled. "Thank you. For everything." He said. Riley smiled; she grabbed Randy's body wash and lathered his chest and abs. "Turn around." She said. Randy did so and Riley lathered his back. "I can do the rest, babe. You've done enough already." He said. Riley nodded and washed her own body while Randy finished washing his.
When the couple finished their showers, they each dressed in the bare minimum: shorts and a t-shirt. Riley changed the sheets while Randy moved his gifts to the bedroom. When the soiled sheets were in the wash, Riley went back upstairs to find Randy lying on his back on the changed sheets. She smiled and joined him.
A/N: Thanks for reading, reviewing, and being so patient. I love y'all for that. I've had a bit of writer's block paired with procrastination. Don't forget to review!