Title: Yeah right!
Pairing: John Cena X Randy Orton (Centon)
Based on The offspring - I want you bad/Nickelback - Next Contestant
Warnings: M/M, Sex, Lang, Fluff, Smut ect. AU
Oh and i own Notta
A/N: Yeah…
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Randy's POV
I want you. You probably know that though... or maybe you don't... Everyone, Cody, Ted they laugh at me, because you're not my type at all. Two complete opposites! Your the light, I'm the dark, your good, I'm bad.
You have morals, i don't. But i don't care. Nope. I want you now more then ever. Watching you grind on that pole, as i toss another twenty dollar bill at you. You smiled innocently, taking it and tucking it in your thong, bending over giving me a great view.
I looked to see Girls blushing at you, as you danced, horny guys licking they're chops, eyeing you like a piece of steak. They think they have a chance! Pfft! I'll show 'em! I smirked climbing up on counter, walking cockily over to you, and your face holds a look of surprise... it's okay though.
I'm sure your a fast learner. I grabbed your face kissing you deeply. After awhile you returned my kiss, the bouncers moved towards the stage, but you waved your hand taking me to the back, towards your dressing room.
I quickly undid my belt, pulling your thong off, shoving my boxers down some, pulling a condom out of my back pocket. I tore it open with my teeth, quickly sliding it on, as you turned bending over the sink.
I slammed into you, gripping your muscular hips tightly, pulling almost all the way out, before snapping my hips forward again. You pushed back against me like a hooker in heat, moaning and begging for more.
I happily obliged.
Rougher? Sure!
Harder? Happily Dear!
More? Then you can handle!
You were close i could tell. Because so was i! I held your hands to the counter, growling as i began snapping my hips into yours, sending us both crashing over the edge... After awhile i pulled out, as you collapsed to the floor, panting. I shoved my junk back into my pants, zipped and buckled them, heading for the door. "Randy... Don't go... i love you" you mumbled.
"Yeah Right John..."
~ Finished