Hello again! :)
I know its been forever! & I am sorry.
I just havent't had the time or the want to write after everything lately.
I finally got the motivation (& found my pen drive) to write again.
I have some jitters about writing & this isn't nearly as good as I wanted it to be, but after being away for so long I found it hard to get back into writting again.
I love you's & I hope it was worth the wait.
I said I wouldn't make it easy on him and I had not. I had taken every chance to try get something, anything from him but he wouldn't budge. I had hardly gotten a kiss from him, but John was there. Never left my side, never let me down if I needed something, even if it was just someone to grab me a cup of Joe because I was running late. John was there.
Not that I mean to sound ungrateful, but after two months of nothing. I was starting to get desperate. Even just a kiss right now would be amazing.
I say I had not had anything but that would be a slight lie.
"Randy we spoke about this last night" he muttered between kisses, and I smirked.
"And I told you I wasn't making it easy on you" He rolled his eyes, kissing me lightly. I pushed my groin against his and he moaned. A small knock came his locker room door and I hissed. He untangled from me and the tech guy announced it was our match.
I smirked at the thought, frowning also knowing given another twenty minutes I could have had my way with him.
"John?" I called and he looked up at me, his eyes trailing down over my half naked body.
"Um" he gulped, "Yeah?"
"Know how you sad if I needed anything I could come to you?" He nodded. I glanced down at my obvious errection. He smirked leaning behind the bed picking something up and tossing it to me.
"The porn channels are usually good around now, I'll get out of your hair, charge it to the room" He smirked standing, as I caught the remote "you know I like to help" he gave me a light peck on the lips, "Tissues are in my bag"
I pouted thinking of how many times he had denied me in the last few months. Even when I had tried the painfully obvious.
I opened the door apon hearing what I wanted to, John sighing my name. I locked the small locker room door behind me. He looked like a deer caught in headlights with his dick pumping in one hand and another playing with his balls. I licked my lips, but before I could do anything he had everything hidden from reach and muttering about dinner.
That last thought lingered in my head and I slid a little further down the bed. I knew in my heart John was doing what he thought best, I knew I shouldn't be annoyed with him, but I wanted him and badly. With each passing day, the loss of Alana was hurting less and less and although I would always love her, I was moving on, onto the new part of my life that I wanted John Cena to play every part in.
I sighed as I put the hotel t.v on, it was commercials not that I minded I just wanted background noise. I put a hand behind myself as I lay watching the people move on and off the screen. An advert for redvines came on and then Glee, and then washing powder. My eyes where beginning to droop when the undeniable sound of the word "Randy" came. I sat up looking at the source, realizing John wasn't back yet but on the screen. I smirked. Intrigued.
He bent over the top rope and I sighed, wanting nothing more to have him then and their. I shifted trying to relieve the pressure growing in my pants. Even this watching a PG show was getting to me. Then by god John got to me.
"Randy, Randy, Randy" John smirked on screen knowing what he was doing to me as he said my name over and over. I groaned, having to unzip my jeans pulling them down. I let my head fall back onto the pillows, moaning and my own fingers danced over my dick through the thin material. I could hear me talking, but I was ignoring myself, hearing and seeing only John.
"Well the whole world knows your not a very nice boy Orton, nice boys don't beat people till they're on their backs unconscious" I groaned, pulling myself through the slit in roughly and quickly giving myself the release I wanted so badly.
"You thought I wouldn't come back after my title? After what's mine Randy?" My heart thumped at his words and I knew I wouldn't last long, I was already starting to shake slightly as I rubbed my thumb over the top twisting ever so slightly.
"You want some Randy? Come get some" I opened my eyes long enough to see him whip of his t-shirt and motioned for me to come to him.
That's when it got to much. I arched slightly and moaned his name as thread after thread of come flew out of me. I slumped back, breathing heavily.
"Fuck Randy" My eyes popped once more as I realized that wasn't John on the T.V.
My head spun till I found him standing in the door way, his gym bag on the floor his tshirt slung over one shoulder, jogging bottoms riding low, low enough for me too see his dick poking out the top of his boxers slightly.
"How?" I breathed, "How long have you been there?"
"Since you pulled our jeans down" He smirked breathing just as deep, I felt a deep blush pass over my face.
"Never thought to help me out no?"
"Didn't look like you needed anymore help, listening to me seemed to do the trick" I groaned.
"Well sometimes you got to do what you got to do" I shrugged, a slight bitter tone to my voice.
"Meaning?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Meaning waiting for you to do something or give in is damn near impossible"
"Randy" he sighed, dropping his stuff, walking over to my bed.
"I know, your good guy 'super cena' you do the right thing, I know. I just want you!" I moaned as he appeared above me, concerned look on his face.
"I just wanna make sure your ready" He sat beside me running a hand over my face. It was always this way with him, gentle, soft and meaningful touches but nothing more.
"I am - no John really! I am, it doesn't hurt so much. I don't think of Lana as much anymore. I wanna move on" I sighed, "Your not letting me"
He looked shocked, I knew that was harsh, but I wanted him and god knew I was sick of waiting and if a few home truths where needed to get there, then so be it.
"I'm trying to help you" he repeated for what felt the thousandth time.
"I know, but all your doing is stopping me, stopping us. Holding us back from what we want" Something dawned on me and I felt very stupid for not noticing it sooner, "Your not ready are you?"
"Yes I am" He said the words but they where filled with fear.
"John please don't lie to me, you never have" He bit his lip and took a deep breath.
"It's not that I don't want it, I'm just scared"
"Of?" I asked.
"People finding out, losing our carers, losing our families. Losing each other" He rhymed off.
"Shawn and Hunter know, they kind of do the same thing and they work it all out, my dad knows we love each other, so does my mother by now, and do you really think after everything, I'd let you walk away again?"
"YOUR MOTHER KNOWS?"
"Not in detail?" I offered smirking at his freak out.
"What do you mean not in detail?" He roared.
"Well when I was home I kind of hinted that I liked someone else and I joked saying it might not be a woman, just testing the waters. My dad then told me he knew it was you, said he didn't care and my mother didn't either because she had always known in the 'way you looked at me' dad says its why she invites you over so much" I smirked as his face fell.
"But does she know, you know?" he glanced down at my now soften cock and then back at the screen.
"I doubt it"
"How did they know?" he cried,
"Dad said he'd seen it often enough in the past, you know when he was a wrestler, moms just knew apparently"
"And they are completely fine with me loving you?" My heart melted slightly, I nodded, "But?"
"No buts John. We're not the first wrestlers to fall for each other and we won't be the last" I shrugged, "But if your not ready to, I'll stop sexually harassing you"
"Please don't" he muttered and I smirked, noticing how painfully hard he still was. I propped myself up on my elbows,
"Well you'll need to give in soon or I may lose interest" he laughed.
"Really?" he asked and I nodded as we both leaned forward, kissing lightly. It was typical John slow and sweet. I could tell something was still wrong, and I was trying to make it right.
"Can I ask something?" John muttered and I nodded cursing his timing.
"Do you want me as much as I want you?"
"Of course I do" I replied honestly and confused as soon as I did I knew it wasn't what he meant he bit his lip and tried again.
"Do you want me to have you was much as I want you to have me?" This time the penny dropped,
"Baby if you wanted me to bottom, you didn't have to hold out for two months" I chuckled kissing him slowly once more and he smirked.
"That's not what I did and you damn well know it" we both chuckled. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders pulling him on top of me. Automatically things went from calm and sweet too heated and needy.
Everything felt new again, every time he touched me every dent in his body, every line, every kiss, and every swipe of the tongue, everything felt new. I started to grow again and I smiled against the part of his neck I was latched too.
"Only you can get me like this you know" I whispered and he smiled.
"Like what?"
"Needy, desperate, waiting - no longing, pinning, like a puppy"
"Like a lost puppy waiting for its master" he growled and I closed my eyes and moaned, just that sentence alone had me hornier than I had been in so long.
"Exactly" I breathed, as he started kissing his way down my torso. He licked every pane in my stomach slowly, biting exactly the right places, "John please?" I begged I needed him to touch me.
He eyed me and I knew he wanted me to tell him exactly what I needed, "Suck me off please?" He licked the line from my hip the inside of my groin and I almost screamed, he started to nibble around the sensitive skin but never touching me. I was already panting.
"John!" I gasped,
"Yes puppy?" Once again the penny dropped and the words flew from my mouth before I could even register what I was saying, not that I cared.
"Please Master" He smirked the sexiest, evil smirk that had ever crossed his face. It made me want to skull fuck his pretty mouth into oblivion.
"Good puppy" I sighed as he bit my head, then slowly took me in.
"God John!" I had been too long without contact from that perfect mouth. He pulled back once more crawling up my body, and whispered into my ear.
"We're gonna play a game puppy" I shivered nodding, "your going to obey your masters every command" I nodded again, happy to play along knowing I would never deny him anything he wanted, "you will only call me master" I nodded, " you wouldn't do anything without permission" I nodded, "understood?"
I looked into his eyes and seen the lust, love and excitement dancing, smiling I whispered back, "yes mater"
"Remember, bad puppy will be punished" I smiled.
He smirked sliding back down, pulling me into his mouth fully and I arched off the bed.
He groaned around me, placing both hands on my hips, holding me where he wanted me and not where I wanted to be.
After months of nothing & are wanking off moments before, I was seriously sensitive and seriously close, already, my legs started to shake once more.
"I don't think so!" He chuckled and I groaned in frustration, "No back chat puppy" he warned and I bit my lip, trying to mentally work out if I wanted to be punished my John or not.
"Turn over" He commanded and my dick twitched at the authority in his voice. I liked this side of John. The side than wanted me, and knew exactly how he did.
I flipped over and raised myself slightly. I received a sharp slap on the ass for that. I hissed lightly but again said nothing.
"I never told you to rise!" He chuckled. The weight behind the bed shifted, & before I could even turn his voice once again commanded "Don't you dare" I bit my lip in frustration but was so desperate to give John what he wanted. I did as I was told.
I heard him unzip his bag & it took all of my will power to keep from turning around.
The weight on the bed shifted once more, and he pulled me up onto my knees, pushing them apart.
I felt his hand slip up my crack and I tried not to tense and hold back the shiver running up my spin. He pulled my cheeks apart and I felt something soft and wet touch my entrance, it took me a second to realise what was going on. John Cena was rimming me.
His tongue pushed lightly, and I so desperately wanted to push back for more, he was teasing me and I knew it. He pushed completely passed my ring and suddenly started swirling inside me.
"Fuck John" I muttered, squeezing my eyes shut, enjoying the feelings running through me. Suddenly they stopped, quickly followed by a sharp bite on my already stinging ass cheek.
& again it dawned on me, "Sorry Master" Usually I won't have dared do anything like this if I wasn't in the driving seat, but I wanted that feeling back so badly, I would have done anything.
I heard a pop and I knew exactly why John had left before. He'd gone for lube. I smirked knowing that he must have known sooner rather than later he was going to give in, if he was carrying lube with him.
I felt his finger brush my entrance with the cool liquid. I forced myself to relax as he pushed it inside me. It burned and I knew it would only last a few minutes so I put up with it.
He added another, and I was panting.
"Randy?"
"Yes master?"
"Do you want a distraction?" I nodded and he pushed against that small bump inside me, My back and legs twitched. Once John knew he had found it, he started to drive his fingers into me, working the lube and sending me insane all in one go. My release was near and I knew it.
Once again he suddenly stopped and I bit back a groan, "Patience Randal" he smirked, I couldn't see him, but I could hear him.
The weight shifted once more and I smiled knowing what was coming next.
"Do you have any idea how good you look like this?" The act was dropped, his hand trailed my spine and I sighed contently.
He lined himself up with me and pushed in at the most infuriating rate.
"John please?" I begged.
"I don't wanna hurt you" he admitted, as he finally filled me.
My fists where balled into the sheet under me, my forehead resting on the pillow, my eyes screwed shut, every muscle I had was tensed.
"John, just" I took a deep breath, he obviously didn't understand how badly he needed to move inside me, how I needed him to work me towards the release I'd been denied twice now, "Please, don't hold back"
He put one hand above my head onto the head board and another onto my hip, and he eased out and snapped forward.
"Fuck, yes!" I moaned, practically begging him to do it again.
He moved his other hand to my hip and started a frantic pace. I knew my hips where going to be bruised. I knew I probably wouldn't walk tomorrow.
I still begged for more.
His thrusts where started to become more unsteady, and deeper into me. His hand had made its way down my stomach and around my cock, as we both charged towards our climax.
"Randy" John panted and I knew exactly what that meant, that sound I craved more than anything. I started pushing back on him and further into his hand, my legs started to twitch & I wasn't sure who's moans where who's.
My stomach boiled and within a second I knew it was all over, with a scream I came all over the Johns hands and the sheets.
"Fuck, god John!" My insides trembled, causing John to thrust inside me so hard, we both collapsed onto the bed.
For a few minutes we just lay panting, sweating messes. I felt alive.
John pulled out slowly, before kissing the nape of my neck sweetly, rolling onto his side.
I turned towards him, a stupid grin all over my face.
"You always get what you want don't you" he chuckled and I nodded.
"Usually" I smirked, "It's something you'll have to get used to" he laughed lightly again.
"I'm scared Randy" I nodded, knowing what he was talking about.
"I'll protect you" I swore.
"Promise?"
"Promise, if anyone finds us out. I'll just tell them I raped you – again"
We chuckled, and it was easy, easier than it ever had been with anyone else.
"I'm still trying to get used to the idea" He admitted.
"No one has to know, but us"
"I know, but-"
"John, if your not ready fine, nothings official, just relax" He nodded, smiling.
"Thanks Randy" I shrugged,
"Remember though, I always get what I want"
He laughed pushing me away, before standing.
"I'm going for a shower, you should probably do the same" he shook his head, walking into the bathroom.
I smiled sweetly, knowing that everything was back on track.
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& If you waited on me coming back, thank you :)
kirsty xx