A/N: Hey folks, sorry for the delay in getting the next chapter up, works been busy so no time to write. Already got the next chapter under way so hopefully won't be as long until that gets posted.
Randy was nervous. This was his first public outing with John as a couple. Teddy had told him about a small restaurant which was discreet enough they could spend time together without worrying about who was about. Ted had explained that he and Cody had been there a couple of times before whenever they were in the area.
Randy sprayed his cologne over his chest before buttoning up his shirt. He knew that John loved the scent. The only superstars left in the building were the four who were going out; Ted and Cody had already gone to drop their cases with Emma, who was dropping the bags at their hotel rooms. Randy had informed her of the change of plans and that she wouldn't need to arrange for a meal for the pair. She had however still offered to set the Penthouse suite up for a romantic night.
"Hey, Babe," a voice said from behind bringing him from his thoughts.
He turned around and John stood in the doorway leaning against the frame. John stood there, shirt unbuttoned down to his waist and his jacket thrown over his shoulder, looking more than a little like a male model. Randy couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight.
"You almost ready?" John asked.
Randy closed the door of the locker and made his way over to John.
"As much as I like the view; I don't see them letting you in with that much skin showing," Randy said placing his fingers on John's ribs.
"This was just for you," John smirked. "To tempt you for later."
"No tempting needed. You'll be mine," Randy promised letting his hand fall away. "Shirt?"
John quickly did up the lower buttons so only the top few were undone.
"Shall we go?" John said lacing his fingers with Randy as they made their way through the corridors to the parking lot where Ted and Cody were waiting.
Ted drove them across town to a quieter area where they wouldn't be caught by prying eyes. Cody regaled the two of them with the story of how he and Ted had come across the restaurant when they were looking for somewhere to eat. They'd been made to feel welcome and there were no raised eyebrows at the fact that they were a couple that they'd gone back every time since.
Randy was only half listening to Cody going on as his mind kept wandering back to sight of John stood in the doorway of the locker room.
"So I've booked a table under my name, it seemed easier since I use a stage name. Runnels isn't as familiar to people," Cody said as they pulled into the restaurant's car park.
As the four of them made their way into the restaurant, John held Randy a step or two behind.
"You okay, you seemed zoned out in the car?" John asked; Randy could see the concern in his eyes.
"That temptation of yours kept creeping into my mind," Randy said smiling. "I couldn't focus on Cody's story."
Randy took John's hand, pulling him along to catch up with their friends. They were seated straight away in a secluded part of the restaurant, the waiter gave them menus, and left them to peruse for a few minutes. Neither couple spoke as they concentrated on their options. When the waiter came back, they each ordered their meals and a bottle of white wine to compliment the meal.
"Not to sound like a broken record, I still can't believe you two are together," Cody said once the waiter was out of earshot.
"It's not like we planned it," Randy replied. "Well I didn't, by the sounds of it; John may have been for a few years."
"That's so unfair. I wasn't planning anything," John said playfully pushing at Randy's tattooed arm.
"Does anyone else know?" Ted asked, remaining serious.
"Only Emma," John said. "Mostly because she heard us going at it."
Randy laughed at the memory of Emma breaking the news to him. He could feel John's eyes on him, watching for a negative reaction. Randy had unfortunately responded poorly when they had been caught out in the past but he didn't want John to think that he wasn't one hundred percent happy in this relationship.
The conversation quickly moved on from the initial questioning, which Randy had prepared himself for, to more everyday conversations, travel plans for the next week and how they all felt about the possible end of Legacy that Vince had been toying over.
Randy felt John's eyes on him once again when Ted looped his arm around Cody and the couple sat back waiting for their food.
"So, what are your plans for later?" John asked Cody.
"We were thinking of an early night, maybe put a movie on when we get back," Cody said.
"Nothing too chick-flicky," Ted said still remaining serious
"If I can get Teddy to lighten up then I'd suggest a different type of early night."
Ted simply ran his hand up Cody's neck raking his fingers through his hair.
"You can have that anytime."
Randy shook his head, smirking at Cody's kid like behavior as a smile crept across his face.
"I like it when he says that," Cody said smirking.
Not long after, their food arrived and they sat eating while once again talking about work. To a degree, it was inevitable since they spent so much of their time on tour.
"You never said what you guys are doing later," Ted commented, his mood suddenly lighter now that he was eating.
"We haven't actually discussed it," John said after a second. "What are you looking to do tonight?"
"I hadn't really thought about it either," Randy lied. "I've got to make a couple of phone calls, but after that I'm all yours."
Randy watched John's face light up with a smile, he was glad he was able to make his partner smile in that way. Randy knew he had been guarded around everyone after his relationship with John had changed, but he was trying to show that he was comfortable.
"I best start scheming then," John said smirking. Randy simply rolled his eyes at the comment.
"Like you can out scheme me," he said reaching his hand across to rest on John's thigh.
Once again, Randy saw John's eyes light up and he was happy, so happy that his hand moved slightly further up John's leg.
The two couples finished their main course and desserts were ordered. The waiter advised there could be a slight delay as they were starting to get busier.
"Well, Mr. Runnels, seeing as though we have to wait, may I have this dance?" Ted held out his hand to Cody.
"Excuse me guys," Cody said already lost in Ted's eyes.
Although Randy was still getting use to the idea that his friends had been a couple for over a year, he could already see they were good together, better than good, they seemed perfect.
He looked over to John to see him lost in thought, as though he was thinking how to sort a problem out.
"You okay, Stud?" Randy said raking his fingers across John's neck.
"Mmm, yeah," John sighed as Randy continued to run his fingers across his skin.
"What were you thinking about?" Randy asked prompting John.
"You… me… later tonight," John said still indulging in Randy's touch.
"You seemed lost in the moment, like something was wrong," Randy explained.
"There was something very wrong," John said, turning his head to lock eyes with Randy.
"You were wearing too many clothes."
Randy smiled at John's coyness and pulled John in closer with his hand. He closed the gap, taking hold of his lips. He deepened the kiss and let his hand travel from John's neck round so his touch was able to slip into John's shirt.
John moaned at the touch and Randy felt him smile as they continued kissing. Randy's hand moving down slightly further until he hit the first button. He toyed with the idea of opening it but knew he wouldn't be able to stop. Then John pulled away, laughing lightly at the situation.
"Laughing while I kiss you isn't attractive," Randy said in an annoyed tone.
"I'm sorry, Babe, it's just something Em said came back to me," John only half explained causing Randy to raise a questioning eyebrow.
"I purchased a tie to go with this outfit; she said she wasn't sure which you'd prefer, tie or no tie. I'm starting to think, no tie."
"Hmm," Randy said thinking, "I'm not sure, maybe you can model for me later. I can let you know which I prefer."
Randy watched as John shook his head and stood up to go to the restroom. John placed a hand on Randy's chest, leaning in close to his ear.
"It's a tie, Randal, how hard a decision can it be?"
"You see, John," Randy said placing his hand over John's. "There are obvious advantages to wearing a tie, just as there are to not wearing a tie; it's not an easy decision."
John tipped Randy's head back slightly so he was leant against his stomach, kissing him.
"You're an idiot," John said before leaving to go to the restroom.
The evening went on and the four friends had dessert, finished off their bottle of wine and then headed back to the hotel.
As they entered the elevator, Ted hit the button for his and Cody's room and John hit the button for what he thought his room was on.
Randy hadn't told anyone except for Emma about his plans and he wasn't about to change that. Even with the floor Ted and Cody were on, he and John would be going further so he could hit the correct number after they left the enclosed space.
Cody was already anxious to get to his room, he had their room key out and Randy could see him discreetly try and get at Ted's skin on his lower back. Randy inwardly smiled, Cody was always acting like a kid when it came to getting what he wanted and tonight, with Ted, didn't seem to make any difference.
He looked over at John who seemed lost in thought again and it crossed his mind whether John had undressed him mentally yet.
Randy reached over to John and pulled him into his arms so John's back rested against him. He arched up into him slightly, so he could have John pressed against him.
"You got me naked yet?" he whispered, as the doors opened to Ted and Cody's floor.
"Night guys," John said sarcastically as the two stepped off too lost in one another to say goodnight.
Randy reached from behind John and hit the button for the top floor, using his card to gain access to the secure floor.
"What are you doing?" John asked puzzled.
"Just a slight change in plans; you'll see," Randy said kissing John's neck as the elevator continued up.
"Mmm, Randy, you're killing me a little with those kisses," John said only half complaining.
"Not long, Stud, and I'll have you at our room where you can get me as naked as I am in your thoughts."
John turned in Randy's arms and pulled Randy into him.
"Why can't I get you naked here?" he asked before capturing Randy's lips with his own. Randy moaned at John's kiss and John took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Randy's mouth, battling with Randy's tongue for dominance.
Randy felt John's hand slip under the hem of Randy's shirtfront as it ran over his front, pushing him back against the wall of the elevator; John desperate to touch him.
John was so engrossed in the kiss he didn't hear the ping of the elevator as the doors opened to their floor.
Randy, more aware of the surroundings, broke the kiss.
"Time to go, Stud," he said out of breath, but pulling John back in for another kiss.
He bent slightly at the knees and hooked his arms under John's butt and lifted him up, walked out of the elevator.
John moaned into his kiss at the blatant act by Randy. He knew that anyone who was walking the corridor could see but right now, all he cared about was kissing John. The moans that were escaping John's lips, told Randy it was turning John on.
Randy groaned when John wrapped his legs around Randy's waist, grinding slightly into him, causing both of them to moan.
Although they were both wrestlers, John couldn't believe Randy's strength as he carried him down the seemingly never-ending hallway.
As John continued to attack Randy's lips and neck Randy slammed him against the door, grinding against John's clothes covered cock as he started pulling at his shirt, undoing the buttons, working his way up.
"Randy," John groaned. "We're in the hallway still."
"Back pocket," Randy growled at the interruption.
Randy felt John reach around grab his ass before slipping his hand into the pocket, taking a little too long to get the card. John slid the card into the slot and Randy grabbed the handle, holding onto John as the door opened behind them.
He stepped in and looked over John's shoulder to see the room. There were tea light candles dotted around the room and a trail of rose petals leading to the bedroom.
"Damn, she did good," Randy said.
"What?" John asked seeking out Randy's neck.
"Mmm, nothing," he said carrying John over to the bedroom following the trail of petals, enjoying the feel of John's lips on his neck.
He threw him on the bed, also covered in a dusting of petals, and watched as John took in his surroundings and shifted himself further back. Randy licked his lips at the sight of John sprawled on the bed, shirt open with a look so full of lust that Randy was getting harder just from the thoughts showing in John's eyes.
He stripped his shirt off, never breaking eye contact with John. He climbed on the bed and made his way over to John before taking his lips into a soft lingering kiss.
"More," John said.
"You've already had enough," Randy said before moving over to nibble at John's ear. He ran his tongue along the shell, bathing the skin.
"Tell me what you want," Randy said into his ear, sending chills down John's spine.
"You," John replied.
"I can feel that," Randy smirked as he straddled John. "You need to be a little more detailed."
"Okay, how about this," John said grabbing Randy's belt, pulling himself into Randy so every inch was pressed against one another. "I want you to ride me. I want to be buried so deep in you that you're screaming my name with every breath. I want to be right there with you all the way through, screaming your name so loud, the whole hotel knows that I'm giving you the best orgasm of your life."
With every sentence, Randy felt John thrust his hips up against him, punctuating every point, making him close his eyes in ecstasy.
"John," Randy groaned. "Make love to me."
"Later," John said pulling Randy down against him, crashing their lips together as they grabbed at each other, ripping clothes off and casting them aside.
When they were down to just their boxers, John reached over to the bedside table where he noticed the lube had been put.
"Someone planned this," John said giving a knowing look to Randy.
"Wasn't me," Randy said, not stopping his downward direction to John's hard member.
"Babe, please," John begged.
Randy gently sucked at John's cock through his boxers, causing him to buck up.
"Babe, please," he repeated.
"Eager, Stud? You're begging again," Randy teased as he tugged John's boxers down releasing his member.
Randy worked his way back up John's body as John's hands worked their way down his body, ridding Randy of his boxers so they were both naked. Randy felt lubed fingers pressing against his hole before pushing in.
"John," Randy groaned in pleasure.
"Get me ready, Babe. I want in," John instructed him.
Randy grabbed the lube while pushing back on John's fingers wanting more. He squeezed some lube onto his hand before taking hold of John's cock.
"Take it easy, Babe, or I won't last," John groaned at Randy's urgent pace.
Randy slowed his pace; ensuring John's cock was well lubed.
"Now, Stud. I need you, now," Randy moaned.
Randy felt John pull his fingers out and move to the head of the bed so he was sat against the headboard. Randy looked into John's eyes as John crooked his finger at him, indicating for him to follow. Randy crawled over to John and straddled John again. John pulled him for another soft kiss as Randy positioned himself so John's cock was lined up with his entrance.
"Do it, Babe, ride me," John ordered.
Randy lowered himself down on John's cock slowly, letting himself adjust to the thick shaft now inside him. When he was ready he slowly rocked his hips forward feeling every inch of John.
"Babe, you're so tight," John moaned.
Randy set the pace, rocking harder and faster against John, causing John to thrust even deeper in him. Randy gripped the headboard as he continued to rock against John.
"Randy, Babe… oh god… Randy," John called out with every movement.
"John… John… Jesus, John," Randy called his name as he tried to breathe.
John reached down and grabbed Randy's cock, stroking him with the same pace that Randy set while he was riding.
"John," Randy groaned, nearly screaming at the pleasure. "John."
Randy felt John's free hand grab the back of his neck
"Look at me, Babe, I want to see you cum."
The two locked eyes, as they got closer to the edge.
"John." "Randy." They screamed at the same time.
Randy collapsed against John, resting his head on John's shoulder.
"Shit," Randy moaned, catching his breath.
"What?" John asked, slightly puzzled, running his fingers over Randy's back.
"I didn't get you to model your tie," Randy chuckled, looking at John with smiling eyes.
"I can sort that," John said, easing out of Randy and going over to his bag.
Randy watched as John found the tie and walked back over to the bed. Smiling even more when he noticed that John had a petal stuck to his leg. John climbed back over to him.
"There, one tie," John said after he had tied it around his neck, leaning against the headboard again.
"Sexy," Randy said with a smirk. "However, I think on you, the looser tie would suit better."
Randy reached up and did exactly as he'd suggested, loosening the tie.
"Randy Orton, the fashion conscientious WWE hardman," John smirked at him.
"You know," Randy said. "If you take the piss; I won't be nice to you again tonight."
"Just means I'll have to be nice to you instead." John retorted pushing Randy onto his back.
"I think you should wear this in the ring," Randy said grinning.
"Why?" John said, starting to focus on Randy's abs.
"Because when you get caught looking at my abs, I can pull your eyes back up," Randy said pulling John up by the tie.
Randy sank back into the bed as John focused on his eyes, he felt John's fingers run lightly across his abs, and Randy knew that they were rapidly becoming John's favorite part of his body. He smiled to himself as he thought about John's obsessive nature, no matter how much he loved the feel.
"What are you smiling at?"
"How perfect tonight has been," Randy explained, bringing John in for a kiss.
"And you needed the best room in the hotel because..?"
"Think about it," Randy said. "We're here for a couple of days; what can we get up to in that time, just the two of us?"
Randy watched as a smile crept its way across John's face before leaning in and capturing his lips.