Punk walked towards his locker room, having met with the doctor and gotten cleared for RAW he was heading back to get ready, yet his thoughts were consumed by one thing and that was causing him to spin through a cycle of emotions. Betrayal, love, doubt, trust, anger, sadness, and heartbroken his mind could not decided on a feeling towards Randy. He didn't know the truth yet, but had more of an idea then he would like. He hoped his thoughts were wrong but knew that he needed to have the conversation with Randy that the viper seemed to want. Punk had put it off all day by keeping Randy distracted with his body but now he couldn't avoid it any longer before they left the arena he needed to know the truth and wanted to hear it from the vipers mouth himself. Punk did a very rare thing for him and sent up a brief prayer to the universe that he was wrong and Randy was as deeply involved with everything that Paul had let on briefly. Paul may be sleazy but Punk had watched his face and he didn't appear to be lying but then again Paul had lied to Punk before and he had believed him.
Punk pushed opened his locker room door and let out a sigh of frustration, looking down the hall he saw John and Daniel and yelled out "Hey lover boys get your ass down here I need back up for a few minutes." The two men looked up from where they sat on a crate seeing Punk they both hoped down and followed him into his locker room. Both groaning not wanting to be involved with the situation that was presented. Paul sat in a chair smirking Ryback, and Axel were on the couch looking at the three intently. Punk crossed his arms then lowered himself to the floor sitting Indian style facing Paul. When the fat man went to speak Punk held up a finger. "Nope not yet not everyone is here yet.: Punk pulled his phone from his pocket and sent a text to three men. Within a few minutes Kofi walked into the room and Punk's phone rang he answered it placing the phone on speaker. "Hey Colt hold on a minute we are still missing one of the key players in Paul's little game aren't we Paul?" Paul just chuckled seeing that Punk had put some of the pieces together. He was about to respond when the door opened slamming against the wall as the venomous predator entered his eyes blazing his sight set squarely on Paul. Axel and Ryback were beginning to feel outnumbered, and didn't love the odds set in front of him. "Hello Randal" Punks tone caught Randy off guard he immediately looked at the straight edge superstar and could see anger pouring from the man. "I was just wondering where you are going to be in all of this. Who you stand with me or Paul?" Randy walked over and stood in front of Punk.
"You"he stated softly.
"Was it always me? Have you always been on my side?" Randy tried to speak but the lump in his throat didn't allow the words to come out. He finally shook his head no, he saw sadness flash in Punk's eyes before the anger returned. "Maybe you should have a seat with your two buddies on the couch that is obviously where you belong."
"Phil. . ."
"No don't you fucking dare, only people I care about have that privilege. Get away from me." Randy stepped away but not to far standing a few feet from Punk leaning against the wall.
"Well, well, well who knew the viper could be honest. I am so sorry I got dragged into his plans Punk. You know I love you and would never do anything to hurt you without outside influence." Punk stared at Paul for a few moments.
"Start at the beginning and tell me everything that happened." He spoke but his words sounded hollow even to him, his emotions were starting to shut down and numbness was sinking in.
"Randy approached myself and Brock with a plan to take you out. It was simple really, Brock and I would arrange attacks and Randy would save you and seduce you. I didn't think it would work but obviously it has. On top of that he has. . ."
"Shut the fuck up and stop lying Heyman, or I will punt you so hard you won't ever wake up again." Paul looked at Randy a smirk on his lips. Paul glanced between the two men and took a deep breath.
"If that's not the truth then tell me the truth Randy." Randy faced Punk and took a deep breath he lowered him self to the floor facing Punk on his level.
"I love you Phil, I need you to know that and I've tried for weeks to get out of this but he's been threatening me. I never approached him, Brock came to me at first I didn't realize Paul was involved but I should have known. The plan was to take you down a few notches, never to do everything Paul has done. Yes the plan was to seduce you, yes I knew they were going to attack, yes I lied to you and for that I am sorry. I never stalked you, I never jumped you, and I didn't know about the drugs they injected until after the fact." Punk stared at him blankly and Randy could only pray that he was being heard. "The last month I have been giving you pills, Paul told me they would make you sick, I just didn't realize how sick and as soon as you ended up in the hospital I stopped, I tried to stop a while ago but Paul blackmailed me. I promise you will start feeling back to your old self soon. I will never break your trust again Phil. I love you please believe that." Punk studied Randy for a second before reaching out and slapping him as hard as he could across the face.
"If this is your version of love then I feel sorry for the next idiot who falls for your sick games. Get out of my locker room, and stay the hell away from me." Randy didn't move in fact he scooted closer. Punk slapped him again the noise echoing in the quiet of the room. Randy reached out and grabbed his chin forcing Punk to look into his eyes.
"I love you and I know that you believe that, I also know you love me and are very hurt right now so I will give you time. I am not leaving this room until after they do I need to make sure you stay safe." Punk pushed his hand away and stood quickly stepping around him he stood in front of Paul.
"Drugs? Pills? Blackmail? What else have you been doing Paul?" Paul stood brushing his hands down the front of his suit. He stepped forward and got right in Punks face and the younger man raised an eyebrow.
"You believe him over me? Is that because you're sleeping with him, hell he was the first inside of you. Or maybe because he dominates you, never thought that Phil Brooks was a submissive if I had known I would have tried my hand at that ass long ago." Punk didn't move but cocked his head.
"Truth Paul now" he growled at the man he once consider a father figure.
"I think you know the truth, and just so you know even though Randal broke and went to the dark side doesn't mean I'm done. I've only just started Phil."
"Are you truly doing all of this just because I left your manager skills behind, or is there another reason for this Paul." Paul chuckled looking around the room. Kofi, Daniel and John were watching from a distance but looked ready to attack at any moment Ryback and Axel were fidgeting on the couch looking uncomfortable, Randy stood a few feet away from Punk glaring at Paul his chest heaving. Paul turned his gaze back to Punk and suddenly lunged forward, his lips smashed into Punks and the younger man froze briefly allowing Paul to shove his tongue down his throat. Punk gathered his wits quickly however and shoved him violently away. Paul scrambled back as Punk lunged at him, the only thing that prevented the attack was Kofi. John and Daniel were already holding back Randy.
"Punk stop, save it for the ring if anything happens back here he would just cause a scene and you could get suspended. You can get your hands on him tonight." Punk heard Kofi but continued to lunge at Paul until he fled the room. Punk stopped struggling once Paul and his goons fled instead he stood there rubbing his hand across his mouth.
"Ew, ew, ew, yuck I need to gargle with bleach now." he stomped to his bag and grabbed his toothbrush going into the shower area and beginning to brush his teeth thoroughly
"What did I miss? What did Paul do?" Colt called from Punks phone and Daniel grabbed it letting him in on the scene. Punk came out of the bathroom and looked at Randy, he just sighed wanting to lash out at the man but instead just sat on the couch he stared at the floor fighting back tears that he was having a hard time containing.
"He blackmailed you how?" Randy took a deep breath.
"He was using Cody against me. He knew about my relationship with him and what type of relationship we were in. He told me Cody was willing to show it to the world. That if I didn't do what he wanted that I would lose my job and my daughter. I couldn't get a hold of Cody, he wouldn't answer my calls. Still won't but I don't care I can't risk losing you." Punk nodded chewing on his lip ring, he was trying to find the right way to handle his emotions. He finally took a deep breath.
"You couldn't risk losing me" he laughed harshly, "well you failed you lost me. You had the chance to come clean before it went to far. You could have told me the truth when I confronted you, and I would have forgiven you then. Now its way to late, you've been drugging me, keeping me sick! You betrayed me in every way imaginable, you took what I believe in, my morals, my ideals and tossed them out the window because PAUL HEYMAN TOLD YOU TOO!" Punk was screaming and knew his control was right on the edge, he tried to take a deep breath to calm but it didn't work. "WHY RANDY WHAT WAS YOUR MOTIVE FOR ALL OF THIS AND PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME SOME LAME EXCUSES. PLEASE TELL ME WHY YOU ARE A SELFISH, COLD SON OF A BITCH. GIVE ME A REASON!" Punk had stood and gotten right into the vipers face as he screamed.
"I was jealous, I was stuck in mid card hell while night after night you stole the spotlight. It was stupid and pathetic I blame you for my misery here at work. Paul prayed on that emotion, I didn't realize it was never you but myself holding me back." Punk took a step back he closed his eyes briefly, and then just swung his fist connecting with Randy's cheek, the bigger man stumble back falling on his ass but this didn't stop Punk he threw himself onto the large man swinging blindly his rage overtaking him. Arms pulled him back, and he tried to fight his friends off. When he was successfully pulled from Randy, the man stood shackling.
"Just go Randy now is not the time, he is not going to hear you right now. Give Punk time to cool off. I don't know what you were thinking Randy but you need to leave now." John told one of his oldest friends completely disappointed in the viper he held on to Punk tightly aided by Kofi and saw the defeated look in the vipers face as Randy fled the room. Once Randy was going they slowly released their hold on Punk and John cringed as the chair Paul once sat in hit the wall. Punk screamed in pain and frustration punching the locker in the room over and over until his knuckles were bloody.
He looked at his three friends "Why, why is it everyone I love and trust go out of their way to destroy me. What is so wrong with me that nobody can just love me?" He slid to the floor wrapping his arms around his knees and just began to sob it was too much. He could no longer hold in the sadness and mask the heart break with anger. Kofi approached and Punk shook his head. "Don't touch me, I don't want anyone to ever touch me again. Just leave, everyone just needs to leave I can't take anymore." Kofi ignored part of his friends request not touching him but sitting down beside of him. John and Daniel sat on his other side. Punk just rocked his hand coming to his throat he thought of the times with Randy, and his sobs increased. God he needed Randy, he loved Randy, but how could he ever forgive him. He knew Randy loved him but how could he forgive him, why did he ever think Randy would be a safe place to fall. He shifted to his knees leaning his forehead down to the floor and putting his hands over his ears willing his thoughts to shut up. He lifted his hand and drove it down onto the concrete floor trying to focus on the pain this caused instead of his mind. When this didn't work he moved his bloody fist back over his ear and despite being on the edge of hyperventilating he screamed.
John had sent Daniel for help and found himself unsure of the next move when Punk had starting punching the floor his first reaction was to stop him but he was not sure if touching the man would help he looked at Kofi as their friend fell apart beginning to scream over and over again. He brought his hand up to hit the floor and John reacted grabbing a hold of Punk and restraining him. "Phil stop you are hurting yourself just stop." John had his hands full as soon as he touched Punk the smaller man lashing out at the feeling of being restrained caused more flashes of his time with Randy. Kofi reached out to help John restrain the distressed man.
Randy stood in the hallway unsure of what to do, he knew he was the cause of this breakdown, he had seen Daniel flee the room and knew he was going for help. The screams had attracted a small crowd but no one willing to approach the locker room or Randy. When he heard the screams intensify, and John state that Punk was hurting himself it was the last straw and Randy flew into the room, he wrenched Punk away from Kofi and John throwing the squirming man over his shoulder he stormed into the bathroom, starting the shower so it was ice-cold stepping underneath with his love. He held the man close ignoring the painful punches and kicks as he struggled. He could feel when the water began doing the trick. Punk's body going slack against his, his face burying against the fabric of his t-shirt. He held the man a few moments whispering I'm sorry and I love you over and over again. He finally stepped away lowering Punk onto the floor he fixed the water so it wasn't so cold and walked out of the room past Kofi, John, Daniel and the Dr. Chris.
The doctor sighed approaching Punk slowly he had seen enough to know the man was not emotionally in his right mind and what Randy had done had helped but not enough. Punk was still on edge, and so he approached carefully the syringe tucked into his pocket. "Punk buddy, I don't have the slightest clue whats going on but I've changed my mind and I think I'm putting you on the shelf for Raw tonight. Why don't you let John take you to the hotel and get some rest." John stepped forward he was still out with an elbow injury that Punk had put to the test already tonight. He was traveling with Daniel right now and was glad he could be here for both his boyfriend and two of his friends. Randy and Punk were both going to need him. Punk began to shake is head no.
"No! No! I can't leave I have to get my hands on Paul. I can't let him get away with this. If I leave he wins please don't make me leave. I'll pull it together I just can't leave." Chris shook his head, reaching out to place his hand on Punk's arm. The man reacted violently shoving Chris away and sliding backwards. "Punk I need to look at your hand its pretty messed up buddy. Just relax everything will be okay. I need you to calm the fuck down." Punk glanced at his hands not remembering how this had happened. At the sight of the blood he whimpered images of the assaults and Randy saving him took over. He slammed his head backwards against the tiled wall. Chris sighed and pulled out the syringe and alcohol wipe. He opened the paper catching the attention of Punk. Green eyes widened at the sight of the syringe.
"Please no I don't want anything, please don't do this I can calm down I promise. I just need Ra. . ." Punk didn't finish this sentence not wanting the words to be the truth. The doctor turned the water off, and pulled the arm of Punk's t-shirt up.
"It's a mild sedative Punk, it's going to help you calm down and maybe get some sleep, you look exhausted. It is non addictive, I promise I wouldn't do this if I didn't think you need it." The touch of the cold swab to his skin caused Punk to try to scramble away a hand latched onto his arm holding him in place. He glanced up and his green eyes crashed into silvery blue ones. Randy had heard the uncompleted sentence from the locker room and pushed past John who didn't stop him from entering the room.
"Please Randy don't let them do this. I can calm down, just take me back to the hotel please. I'll be okay with you." Randy forced a smile and with his free hand stroke Punks face.
"Just let them give you the shot Phil. We both know you don't want to go anywhere with me right now. Your heads all over the place you just need to rest everything will be better in the morning. Just stop fighting baby." Punk looked away but didn't struggle he felt defeated as the needle pierced his skin.
"I hate you, I hate all of you." he spit putting his hand to his arm and rubbing the spot of the injection. Chris backed off, and Randy sat beside Punk he took his hand and examined the bloody knuckles.
"He's got a few broken knuckles not sure about the hand" said Chris softly. "I'll take a look at it once the sedative kicks in. Randy just nodded leaning back against the wall. He laced his finger with Punks shocked that the man didn't pull away. He turned his head and found Punk staring at him tears still pouring down the mans face but now silently. He could tell the sedative was already having some effect.
"I though you said this was a mild sedative?" Randy spoke concerned at how quickly it was setting in.
"It is though for Punk it will hit him hard. With his beliefs he has very low tolerance for drugs. That's why the pills you gave him worked so quickly." Randy broke his gaze from Punks and looked at the doctor.
"You know about that" Chris nodded and Randy looked back at Punk whose tears had stopped and the eyes were starting to close.
"I got some more blood work results. It seemed odd it hit him so fast, the pills finally showed up with the right test. I confronted him on it when he came into get cleared. Thought at first he was making himself sick. He must really care about you, because he took the blame, stated he took the medications himself and that he had stopped. I didn't believe him but he wouldn't give you up, was going to Vince about it tomorrow."
"Don't do that, don't go to Vince please. He will keep protecting me no matter how angry at me he is, Phil is loyal to the bone he will never give me up. So please just leave it alone." Chris looked at John and the man nodded in agreement.
"Fine, probably shouldn't go to him about all of this either should I." Everyone shook their head no and Chris sighed. "wanna move him to the couch so I can examine his hands?" Randy nodded standing he scooped up Punk who just rested his head onto the vipers shoulder the drugs fully kicked he was semi aware of the world but was drifting.
He was fighting sleep wanting to hear what was going on but knew that he couldn't last much longer. He felt himself lowered onto a softer material and Randy stepping away he reached out blindly towards the man and felt his head lifted and Randy sitting down. His head lowered into the vipers lap, he stopped panicking and stilled. He felt fingers on his hand poking and then a cool liquid that stung. As his hand was wrapped he drifted off to unconsciousness, breathing in the scent of Randy.
"Alright his hand doesn't seem broken, when he wakes up if he feels like anything broken give me a call and we will get x-rays. Just keep it wrapped, and iced as needed." Chris stood reaching for his bag. He pulled out a syringe and vile placing it down on the table. "I'm going to think of a very creative excuse for everything that happened here, this is for when he wakes up. He may freak the hell back out as soon as his eyes open. 20 cc's injected in the muscle will sedate him again and call me and I will get him admitted for psych observation. I don't want this to happen ever again so someone get him to a fucking therapist as soon as possible. As far as you go" he said looking at Randy "I think you deserve to be punished for making him ill but everyone right he won't allow this but if I find anything tiny I will report it to Vince and get you suspended understand." Randy nodded just stroking Punk's arm gently. Chris left the room glaring at the crowd. "There is a show tonight right,, I'm sure you all have something better to do get the fuck lost." The crowd dispersed quickly and Chris headed back to the trainers room.
Randy stood picking Punk up "I'll carry him out to your car for you" he stated to John and the cenation leader nodded kissing Daniel gently.
"See ya back at the hotel" Daniel squeezed John tightly glad his boyfriend had never done what Randy did he would lose it just as bad as Punk if his dom betrayed him in this way. John collected Punk's stuff and lead Randy outside to his car trying to make sure no one saw them. Once Punk was settled Randy stood there awkwardly shifting from foot to foot and looking at John.
"I love him, I screwed up John but I do love him." John nodded looking at Punk he took a deep breath rubbing his stressed elbow.
"Look what you did was fucked up, and Punk well he holds grudges and doesn't trust people. Tonight he was distressed and calling for you so I let it happen, but Randy when he has his head on straight he's not going to want you there and I will respect that. You love him I know, he knows, but he may never speak to you again. For a dom you suck, I suggest you get it together. You are supposed to take care of your sub not destroy them." Randy looked at the tar fighting back his own tears.
"He was never my sub we didn't have the conversation yet, by the time I realized he was the perfect sub for me I was in to deep. I know I need to do better and I'm going to starting tonight." John raised an eye brow but didn't comment. He watched as Randy leaned into the car and captured Punks lips with his own in a tender display of affection. Then barked out a laugh as Randy licked Punk's neck. Knowing that Randy was just trying to taste him one last time but finding it oddly erotic, Randy stood wiping his face with his hand and took a deep breath.
"I'm here if you need a friend or to talk" Randy nodding hugging John quickly.
"Just take care of him that's all I need and try not to sedate him again. He's had enough drugs forced into him lately." John nodded and walked to the drivers seat.
"Can you give Daniel a ride to the hotel? I'm assuming you were rooming with Punk so I'll take him to our room for the night." Randy nodded and walked away he had plans people were not going to know what hit them/ Randy was going to show the world his definition of what was best for business and Paul Heyman was on his hit list.
Punk slowly stretched feeling a warm body pressed against his, he pressed back against the body and then realized there was another body pressed against his front. His forehead wrinkled and he heard a slight laugh. "Could you stop trying to dry hump my boyfriend, he is a little distressed by this. I think it's kind of hot and wouldn't mind a threesome sometime when you are in your right mind. However John is as you call him a but of a boy scout and highly embarrassed that you are turning him on but every time he tries to leave the bed you get upset in your sleep." Punk was thoroughly confused but not ready to open his eyes it seemed to difficult so he reached back and gently pushed on John's chest allowing the big man to flee the bed. He heard what he assumed was a bathroom door close and Punk just snuggled into the body of Daniel Bryan remembering the last time he cuddled the small man. "Do you remember the last time we slept together Bryan?" Bryan laughed at the memory.
"Yup Punkers back in our indy days when we were traveling, I believe I tried to make a move on you and you slapped me upside the head telling me you weren't gay. Didn't know I just needed to be more persistent, though glad I didn't pursue it more probably never would have ended up with John would still be in a tumultuous relationship with you." Punk opened his eyes and looked at Daniel, he took a deep breath looking around the bland hotel. He turned over and pressed back against Daniel letting him be the big spoon.
"Yeah that night was the first time a guy ever turned me on, I was desperately hiding it from you though. If you had pushed a little further we would have had some form of sex though not sure what that would entail since both of us like more dominant men." Bryan laughed kissing Punks tattooed shoulder. Punk watched as John came out of the bathroom, he knew both men were analyzing him at the moment waiting for him to react to anything.
"Don't worry John boy I'm not going to flip out. I'm mad at both of you for letting them drug me but not that angry." John sat on the edge of the bed and Punk could tell from the goose bumps on his skin he had taken a cold shower. "Was I really flirting with you in my sleep?" John turned red again but nodded muttering under his breath.
"All night fucking long I think you thought I was Randy kept begging please sir. You are so lucky I don't have an evil bone in my body or I could have taken advantage of that ass." Punk blushed tensing at Randy's name but staying calm.
"Sorry about that, I'm blaming it on the sedative. It's morning everything is supposed to look better in the morning right? So why does it still suck so much? Why does it still hurt?" Bryan squeezed him tightly.
"Healing doesn't happen over night it will take time but you will feel better it time. You just need to figure out what you want." Punk huffed sitting up resting his back against the head-board he got his first good look at the two men. Scratches and bruises were all over John's arms. He also noticed Bryan had a black eye and that was confusing.
"Oh my god did I do that I'm so sorry John. I don't remember doing that though" he said pointing to Bryan's face. John growled lightly under his breath.
"Oh relax Papa Bear" Bryan stated to John sitting up beside of Punk. "John accepts your apology and you should apologize to Kofi too, and call Colt he was freaked out. If you want to apologize to Randy for the multiple bruises that's your call I think he deserves the beating you gave him. As far as I go this happened in the ring last night so don't blame yourself." John growled again leaning forward and kissing the bruise lightly.
"Randy is lucky I don't tear him apart." John whispered fingering Bryan's face.
"Wait Randy did that? Why would Randy do that?" Punk concern grew at the exchange of looks between Daniel and John. "Why would Randy do that?" he demanded trying to keep him emotions in check. When the two didn't answer he stood determined to go get answer from Randy himself. He headed for the door when Daniel finally spoke.
"He's not here, he is heading home told me to tell you that if you needed anything from him to call but he was respecting your request for space. Randy didn't give me the black eye, I got it when I went to help him out. He kind of lost it and took over Raw last night it was quite impressive actually." Punk sat confused he wrinkled his nose looking at the two.
"Why would he be going home he is schedule for smackdown tonight?" Daniel took a deep breath and the two just exchanged looks. "Oh my god just spit it out I'm not going to break,"
"Last night Randy was suspended indefinitely for excessive violence. He attacked everyone granting not hurting people until Axel. Axel was in a match with MVP and Randy came out and took him out instructing MVP to keep Paul at bay or get attacked himself. So MVP helped out and Randy punted Axel twice and then hit him repeatedly with a steel chair. Axel is going to be out for a while, then later Ryback was in the ring and Randy went out and attacked him, he didn't have back up this time so I went out hoping to work in our storyline and instead had to deal with Paul who punched me in the face. As far as Ryback goes I wouldn't want to be him today Randy did a number on him, he punted him then GTS him several times. Paul of course ran off but Randy did challenge Lesnar to a fight before they cut his mic. After they cut his microphone though it pissed him off all over again and he put Ryback in an anaconda vice and snapped his arm. He's going to be out and the world is wondering why Randy was using your moves and where the hell you were." Punk sat frozen for several minutes before grabbing his phone he went on to twitter and asked his followers to raw video of Randy from the night before. In moments he had links and he watched the video repeating it several times before looking at the two.
"He did this for me?" Both nodded and Punk smiled slightly, and then frowned. Too confused to deal with this information he stood. "I'm going to take a shower" He glanced down at his wrapped hands. "Would either of you have Tylenol or ibuprofen, my hands are killing me" John stood going to his bag he produced a bottle and handed it to Punk. Punk looked at the child proof cap and handed it back to John with puppy dog eyes his hands hurt he was not going to fumble with the cap. Bryan laughed as John opened the bottle blushing yet again. Punk took the open bottle and headed into the bathroom grabbing his bag from the floor. He came back out and walked back over to John who had sat beside of Daniel. "Can you take these off?" he held his hands out and John carefully unwrapped the bandages.
After his shower Punk had come to a few conclusions, he loved Randy but wasn't ready to forgive him. He hoped he would be ready one day but in the mean time needed to start taking better care of himself. He stepped out of the bathroom on the phone with Colt. "I mean it I want you to tear my house apart. Paul knew things he shouldn't have, things Randy would never tell him. He has to have a way to find shit out and had access to my house for way to long. I don't care what you have to do check it for bugs and video cameras make sure he is not watching me." Punk paused and groaned, "Hire whoever I don't care about the cost just make sure my house is safe. Yes I'm okay I will be home later." Punk hung up on his friend and looked at Bryan and John. He chewed on his lip ring unsure of how to ask what he was about to ask. "Bryan, can I ask a huge favor and borrow your boyfriend for a few minutes." Bryan looked between John and Punk assessing the situation.
"Only if I can watch" Punk laughed rubbing his neck in discomfort this was going to be awkward but John was the only other dom he knew. John had his head head angled and was studying Punk he had a feeling he knew what he wanted. He stood from the bed walking towards Punk who briefly glanced at him before bowing his head down.
"Get on your knees" John said and Punk noticed the difference in John's voice immediately, Bryan bit his lip at the tone thinking how hot it was to watch this occur but having difficulty not obeying that tone himself.
Punk lowered himself to his knees keeping his eyes down John walked around him he took both of Punk's wrist in one hand squeezing. With his other hand he pulled Punk's hair back roughly, nipping at his neck. Punk whimpered it felt good, not as good as Randy but good his body was responding but that was even more confusing. John wrapped his hand around Punk's throat and turned his head "Kiss me Phil" Punk immediately leaned up kissing John parting his lips to allow him to dominate his mouth. It felt good but John tasted all wrong, he tasted sweet and light, where Randy tasted dark and dangerous. John pulled back and he could see the lust in Punk's eyes and the conflicting emotion. "Enough?" he questioned and Punk nodded and then shook his head no.
"I need to know if it's just him, if I react to him specifically or I can move on." John hesitated not wanting to push Punk to far.
"Whats going to be enough Punkers? How will you know, how far do you want this to go. Daniel what do I have permission to do?" Daniel looked into Punks eyes and stood he crossed the room lightly kissing John and then leaning down and lightly kissing Punk.
"I'm going to breakfast what happens in this room in the next hour is between you two and I want to never ever know about it. This is a one time thing I will not share my dom with you Phil. I get what you are trying to figure out I've been there John baby don't hold back it won't help him figure anything out if you do and he will possibly seek out what he wants from somebody else." Punk closed his eyes as Daniel left the room making a mental note that the man may be in fact his best friend over anyone else.
"Do you have a safe word" Punk hesitated his safe word was wrapped up with Randy but it was what we would remember to use.
"Snake eyes" he whispered and John took a deep breath.
"Use it when this goes to far or you've had enough Phil. Do you understand that?" Punk hesitated.
"Yes sir" he stated feeling odd at calling Cena sir. John dick twitched hearing the sir from the smart ass little mouth was a big turn on but he didn't want to push Punk to far. He slid his free hand down to Punks shirt he ran his hand under the material upwards tugging lightly on the belly button ring he heard a small gasp but not what he was looking for. He slid his hand higher and tugged on one of the nipple rings while twisting lightly getting the reaction he wanted. Punk arched forward his head dropping back onto Cena's shoulder and a small moaned fled his lips. John squeezed Punk's wrist tightly then let go. "Do not move your arms" he warned and felt Punk nod lightly. He lifted Punks shirt pulling it roughly Punks arms moved to help him and then were placed right back were John wanted them. John ran his hands all over the smaller mans chest having to admit it felt good to have his hands on Punk's body. His fingers played with Punk's nipple for several drawn out minutes before John moved to the front of Punk's body. He stared at Punk before leaning down he took a nipple into his mouth and bit down hard he felt Punks breath leave his body and Punk arched into his mouth. Dan his body was sensitive and reactive he understood what Randy saw in him. However Punk was just not Daniel and although he was enjoying Punk he was feeling guilty even with permission. John however pushed the guilt downing remembering this wasn't about him but Punk. He released the nipple and stood holding his hand out to Punk.
Punk was pulled to his feet and walked him backwards to the bed John pushed him down and Punk could see for the first time that John was hard and he bit his lip his safe word on the tip of his tongue. "Tell me what you want" ordered John and instead of his safe word Punk mind spilled different words from his lips.
"To suck you sir" John ran his tongue over his lips "please stop holding back on me John" whispered Punk and that sent John over the edge. He undid his pants pushing them off.
"Take off your clothes Phil" Punk complied shedding the rest of his clothing, John drank in the sight of Punk's boy and briefly thought Randy was a lucky bastard. He pushed Randy to the back of his mind knowing if the man ever found out about this then John should change his name and flee the country. His eyes landed on Punk's erection and he slid a finger from the tip to base fingering the piercing as he did so. "Is this for me?"
"Yes sir" Punk whimpered as John squeezed him tightly. "Roll over on your knees" Punk complied getting onto his knees and arching his back the way Randy liked. John could see the fading marks of a whipping on Punks ass and wondered what it would be like to whip him but pushed it away. He pushed his finger dry inside of Punk's hole marveling at the tightness. "Who does this belong to Punk?" Punk didn't answer and John brought his hand across his but. "Answer me now Phil" Phil could feel John hitting his spot and groaned.
"Randy it belongs to Randy." John smirked and pulled his finger out laying down beside of Punk.
"There's your answer now its up to you what you are going to do with it." Punk rolled over and stared at the ceiling.
"Damn it, that's not fucking fair. Am I always going to belong to him?" John chuckled throwing his hand over his eyes he needed yet another cold shower.
"That's up to you. When someone is your dom it is hard to walk away and let go of them sexually but not impossible. If that is what you want I am sure you are strong enough to do it. Now if you excuse me I need a shower."John went to stand when Punk stopped him,
"Fucking me is not an option but I can get you off just not submissively." John leaned back and Punk slid down his body John was so horny that when Punk's mouth engulfed him he knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded. Punk's hot mouth and deep throat technique had John spilling into his mouth within a few minutes, he groaned as Punk swallowed his semen shaking his head. He grabbed Punks arm and pulled him back up.
"I'm going to return the favor just no thrusting I'm not as good as you are at this, not really something I do for Daniel often." Punk nodded and laid still as Cena sucked him off. It took him a while to get over the edge not from lack of talent because Cena was really talented he was just use to Randy being inside him when he came. It had been a while since he had gotten off on a blow job alone. He finally came down John's throat and Cena sucked him dry. When they were finished John hovered over Punk before leaning down and kissing the man one last time there tongues lazily tangling together. John then stood finding his clothing. "I'm going to go get your smell off of me so Daniel doesn't get jealous." Punk nodded pulling on his clothes. "I'm going to tell Daniel everything that happened, just so you know. He will ask and I won't lie to him." Punk smiled at that and chuckled.
"Must be nice to be in a honest relationship. I'm going to go head to my room and shower, I think it would be best if Daniel didn't find me here when he gets back. Thank you John, you are an awesome friend. Tell Daniel I will call him and don't look so worried I worked out some things this morning and have a good idea what I'm going to do."
"Are relationship hasn't always been like this Punk. We had a lot to work out. We had our hurdles and bumps in the road but if you believe something you fight for it even when it seems hopeless. We are not going to mother hen you but know we are here if you need to talk, you've got friends and family that have your back. Don't shut us out just because you are hurting. Are you heading to Chicago today?" Punk shook his head smiling.
"Nope going to head to Tampa there is someone I need to talk to. See ya John." John shrugged and went to take a shower. When he came out Daniel was tidying up the room. "Hey babe Punk had to leave gonna get cleaned up and head to Tampa for some reason." Daniel turned and looked at him and John opened his arms as the smaller man settled against him. "I'll tell you everything."
"Of course you will but you don't have to Punk already did when he called to let me know the coast was clear. Thank you for helping him and of course he is going to Tampa he needs to face someone." John sighed realizing who he meant.
Punk walked towards the front door fingering the necklace in his pocket it was a snake wrapped around an x that he had discovered in his hotel room. Randy had left it on the night stand with a note Punk had yet to read the note it was tucked in his back pocket. He pendant was incredible but Punk couldn't put it on not yet. HE reached the door way and pounded hard not hesitating. When his pounding did not result in an answer he began to ring the doorbell repeatedly while pounding. The door swung open and Punk smirked, pushing past a shocked Cody Rhodes. "We need to talk"
The conversation with Cody had gone better than Punk had thought. He now had a whole new insight into Randy and knew that Paul had never talked to Cody. In fact Cody had told Paul to go fuck himself when he had tried to approach him about Randy. Cody hadn't been talking to randy for his own reasons mainly jealously. Cody had heard that Randy was with Punk and despite their relationship not working out Cody still loved the man and needed space from him to figure things out. Cody was happy for Randy though and wished both of them well. Punk could see Cody was lonely and had decided to fix him up with Colt as soon as possible. They seemed like a good match and colt wasn't into the s&m like Randy was.
When the plane touched down Punk began to get nervous, he was not sure the man he wanted would be there to pick him up. He had sent him a text before boarding the flight then shut his phone off. Punk departed the plane walking towards baggage claim. The signs welcomed him to Missouri and Punk felt his hands become sweaty. Punk retrieved his bag and headed for the exit he looked around hoping to find who he was looking for he was about to give up when he saw a tall hunched figure near the door wearing one of Punk's own hoodies. The fabric stretched across rippling muscles, the head raised and green met blue. The electricity flew and all nerves left Punk this was right, he needed to be here they couldn't work out their issues miles apart. Punk tightened his grip on his bag and headed for the apex predator. When he reached him Randy silently took the heavy bag and headed out of the airport Punk following. When they reached his car Punk slid silently into the passenger seat, Randy placed the bag in the back and settled into the drivers seat no one had spoken yet. Randy started the engine but didn't move and Punk turned and stared at him waiting until Randy turned to look at him. He reached out running his fingers across Randy's bruised jaw. "Sorry about that." Randy nodded slowly.
"I deserved it, what are you doing here Punk?" Punk smirked and then gave him his trademark crazy smile.
"I live here at least when you are here I live here. That is the deal right, I figured I needed to bring some close and other items to your house." Randy froze searching Punk's face. "We don't have long before we need to head for Raw on Sunday so lets get home. I need to acquaint myself with our house." Randy was not processing anything correctly his heart was pounding so hard it was the only thing he could hear.
"I don't understand I'm suspended." Punk shook his head slowly.
"I got your suspension lifted."
"How?"
"I negotiated with Hunter. He is an ass but he got what he wanted and I got what I wanted. You back traveling with me watching my back. He got me to sign a contract extension. Simple really, of I did make him throw in a few perks besides you now can we go home?" Randy was still processing all of Punk's sentence.
"How long of an extension? Why are you here Punk and why did you do that for me?" Punk rolled his eyes really wanting to leave the parking lot he glanced around seeing no one in sight he leaned forward and kissed Randy. Immediately the viper responding dominating the kiss and Punk moaned contented. The taste, the feel, and the intensity was perfect. Punk finally pulled away resting his head on Randy's shoulder. The vipers arms coiled around him pulling him across the seat onto his lap.
"My contract is as long as yours now. The day yours expires so does mine. Hunter knows about us and told me to tell you not to blow it. We travel together and if we chose to make our relationship known the WWE will support it. I did it for the same reason you took out Ryback and Axel. I love you and I'm going to try my hardest to forgive and forget. I'm sure I may lash out at you but just believe in us okay, and keep trying. I need someone willing to fight for me." Randy's body shook and Punk pulled his head back looking at the man. He reached up and wipe the tears from Randy's face.
"I need you to fight for me too I'm not always the nicest guy in the world and I have issues but don't give up on me. You make me want to try harder and I need that." Punk nodded kissing Randy again he held onto him while Randy cried against his shoulder and this showing of vulnerability warming Punk's heart. When Randy finally pulled himself together Punk slid back into his own seat.
"Lets go home, I want to see what I'm going to have to redecorate."
Thank you fo reading, reviewing, and following this story I appreciate it. I love Punk Cena smut and wanted it to go further but my Punk muse was having none of it. Maybe in a future chapter who knows. Has Punk really forgiven Randy or is he pushing his feelings aside let me know what you think. Again please review. Thank you!