Title: All Bets Are On
Rating: M
Characters: Mainly Randy Orton and OC. Will include many others though.
Summary: Two People. Two Bets. 34 000 Dollars. You tell me what could go wrong.
Disclaimer: I own diddly squat except for the OC. Brecht is aaaaall mine.

All Bets Are On

Chapter Four

When Brecht walked out of the women's locker room after the show was over, Randy was waiting for her. In fact she nearly walked right into him. Finally she blushed a little around him, glancing up with a sheepish smile, "Hey…"

"Hey," He responded easily with a smile, "I was beginning to wonder if you'd left already."

"Why would I pass up a date with you?" She asked him with a small smile and Randy's own smile grew.

"Nice to know. Look, I have to grab my bag from the men's locker room, want to wait for me?"

"Sure, I'll just wait outside the locker room." She said, walking with him quietly along the hallway and casually leaning against the wall. "Don't take too long." She told him with a wink. He disappeared into the room with a soft laugh.

"Getting ready?" Dave asked him as Randy grabbed his bag up.

"Something to that effect. Just need my stuff and I'm outta here." He told Dave. "Prepare to lose your money."

Dave snorted, "Yeah, right, that's only if she sticks around Orton. You're gonna lose this bet."

Randy shook his head, "Nah. I don't lose." With that he turned and walked out of the room, glancing at Brecht and hoping she hadn't heard any of it.

Brecht gave no signal to show if she had heard, so Randy wrapped an arm around her shoulders casually to lead her out.

They soon arrived at a dicky little fast food place where they both ordered something they probably shouldn't have. When they were seated alone in a booth Brecht cleared her throat and looked up at Randy.

"So… I'm a bet huh?" She asked, and Randy looked startled.

"Uh…"

"Don't lie. Just tell me the conditions of the bet. I only heard that I'm supposed to stick around, so you're not just trying to get into my pants."

Randy cleared his own throat now, a little more awkwardly. "Gotta get you to be my girlfriend for six months and then break up with you in front of everyone."

"How much is on the line?"

"17 grand."

She whistled and then laughed softly. "Wanna know something?"

"What?" He asked, surprised she hadn't gotten angry at him yet.

"You're a bet too."

His jaw dropped in surprise, but it did explain why she wasn't mad at him. "Okay, so details?"

"Gotta get you to be my boyfriend for at least four months, and before that four months is up I gotta get you to profess your love in front of everyone." She admitted.

"How much?"

"17 grand as well. I can't afford to lose that Randy, I don't have that much."

"I know, you're only new to the business… Look, I got a deal. We'll agree to be in a relationship right? And in a couple of months I'll profess my love for you in front of everyone so you get your money. We'll split that between us and keep going about the relationship so I can fulfil my bet. After six months we'll have a very public break up and then we can split the money I will have made between us again. That way we'll both end up with 17 grand in the end and we'll win our bets."

She studied him for a moment with a small grin on her face, "Okay, but we're gonna do this right which means you can't go picking up random girls whenever you want. Got it? You'd get caught, it'd get back to me and we'd lose our bets if you did."

He studied her for a moment… "Okay." He said, shrugging with a faint sigh.

"Well in that case, do you believe in sex on the first date?" She asked and he shot her a look that said the answer to her question should be obvious. "Well I say we hurry back from our first date. I wanna see how good you are, 'Lady killer'"

Randy laughed but nodded and the two of them finished their meal in silence. He paid and drove them both to the hotel where they headed to her room as she was alone with no adjoining doors. They made sure the door was firmly locked behind them and put their things down. Finally she looked up at Randy and licked her lips, grinning a little. He returned it.

He backed her up into the door slowly and let his hands rest gently on her waist- making shivers run through her body before he leant in to place a gentle kiss on her lips. She resisted the urge to moan already and placed her own hands against his strong shoulders before slowly trailing them down his chest, nails catching slightly on his nipples through the thin material of his shirt. He shivered a little and pulled back from the kiss to look at her, both of their bodies were tingling already and the sexual tension that was now in the air was crazy.

"Damn Orton… you are good… and you've only kissed me." She breathed, tugging on his shirt, lifting it up over his head and surveying his body a moment, pushing against his chest and directing him to the bed. He lay down on it and she crawled atop him, smirking slightly when she felt his erection pressing against her through his pants.

It was his turn to remove her shirt, fingers trailing up and down her sides as more shivers ran through her. She shifted so she could kiss him again, hungrily this time and soon he flipped them over, tugging away her bra so he could feel her breasts, bare under his touch.

Her hands ventured quickly to his belt and she had it discarded in moments, followed quickly by his pants. His own fingers made short work of her pants and now she forced her shoes off, pushing his away with her feet as well. He pulled back a moment and she felt his hands roaming all over her body, coaxing a pleasured moan from her. Before he could slide away her panties though, she flipped them over again, tugging away his boxers before taking a moment to look at his manhood, licking her lips.

"No wonder you've been dubbed the Lady Killer" She whispered huskily and he smirked a little, kissing her passionately before flipping them again and tugging down her panties.

What followed was the best sex she had ever had, and Randy rather agreed with her, lying beside her tiredly when they had finally finished their romp (or rather, romps), early in the morning sometime. Brecht curled up into his side, thinking this bet was perhaps the best one she had ever made, falling asleep quickly while Randy stroked her hair. Once she was asleep Randy smiled faintly at her and shut his own eyes. Perhaps earlier he had worried about not getting enough sex when making the deal with her that he'd be a one woman man, but now? Well he was quite confident neither of them would go without pleasure.

Authors Note: This ones been written for a while too, so I figured I'd post it. This one is dedicated to my e-sister for being so patient about the one shots I'll have posted soon :) It's also dedicated to x-Twist_of_Fate-x for her loyal reviews ;)

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