A/N : THIS CHAPTER IS THE NEXT DAY AND ITS AN HOUR BEFORE MONDAY NIGHT RAW AS PUNK AND JOHN PRACTICE PUNKS FIRST HEEL TURN SEGMENT ON RAW.

JOHN POV

I stand there in front of my enemy the man who has destroyed me in and out of the ring behind closed doors as I have to hold back my anger and emotions period just being in the presence of him. Punk stands there with a smug look on his face as he looks through his script one more time for tonight's Raw and I become bored just standing there waiting for him to say something as I my foot tap pretty harshly on the rings floorboard to get his attention I want to start but it seems no budge is made from Punk and he only smirks wider at the paper in his hand.

"Why so impatient John boy you wanting to get back to the hotel that fast so I can ravish you with my sexy moves in bed already?" Punk asks innocently and I growl in frustration as Punk is annoying the hell out of me by just not doing anything. "No for your information I just want this to be over with so I can get out of here and be alone" I say through gritted teeth. Punk finally looks up from his script to look at me in the eyes with amusement which only makes me more pissed off he thinks this is amusing anyway. "Ok John boy you want to go fine go I won't stop you" Punk says in a careless tone which makes me kind of hesitant at first until I get to the Ring steps and I see he's serious with his back to me making no move to come after me.

My first foot landed on the steel steps with a thud and that's when Punk twirled around with a evil smirk and grabbed my arms throwing me down on the ring mat making it bounce as Punk leaps on top of me pinning me down by my arms. I try to struggle away from him but he only pushes harder and I can feel his hard on my thigh as he grinds it erotically in my lap. I look up at him in disbelief as he was getting hard by my struggling and cackling like a maniac and that's when I started fighting back harder thrusting my hips up to knock him off my lap but it only resulted into Punk moaning in pleasure as I feel our clothed dicks slam into one another.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU PSYCHO!" scream in Punks face as Punk leans down "Oh my Pet you haven't seen nothing yet" Punk whispers in my ear licking a stripe of saliva down my neck and I can feel the heat rushing up my neck and onto my face with anger but nothing seems to budge Punk off me till I start reaching for the ring ropes. "Oh no you don't" I hear Punk say over me as he grabs onto my arms with me still reaching for the ropes and try's to pull my arms back but the good thing about having arm muscle is it takes longer for anyone to hurt you or pull you anywhere if you don't want to go. I reach a little harder as I can feel my blood veins popping for all the intensity its taking me to reach.

"Oh so you want to play hard to get huh my pet is that it? well I can play this game" Punk says through gritted teeth. I look down with wide eyes as I feel Punk's hands land on the button of my jean shorts popping them open with lust in his eyes "Punk don't were in the ring anyone can see" I say desperately trying to keep punk from fucking me in the ring an hour before Raw starts where any of our WWE co workers can walk down here to start practicing and instead see Punk fucking the hell out of me. I try to take one hand and push Punks hand from my shorts but its no avail as Punk takes one knee that's against my hip and slams it against it making me pull my arm back from reaching the ropes for freedom to hold onto my hip in pain "A little spit fire aren't you John boy yeah I like them feisty" Punk purrs seductively and Punk sought the opportunity and grabs a hold of my wrist pinning my hand down with one knee while his other digs painfully on my other hip.

I have enough of this as I feel Punks hand fall into my shorts under my dark blue boxers taking a firm and hard hold of my still deflated dick stroking it as I'm not even close to being aroused by this at all. I finally throw my head back a moan as my body is totally betraying me making it feel so good and I throw my hips up harder to knock him off me and this time I throw my head forward to head butt Punk as hard as I can making Punk cry out in agonizing pain and fall off me. I scramble away from Punks curled up body and taking a hold of the ring ropes to pull myself up so I can pull my pants back on properly so know one in the back can notice anything wrong.

I hear a loud boom as look over at the top of the Ramp just in time to see a flying viper rush down it and into the ring with Punk and I and before I can scream don't Randy lunged at Punk rolling around with him in the middle of the ring throwing punches at each other. I felt terrified and frozen as I see a lot of my co workers run in the ring as well trying to separate Punk and Randy from hurting there selves even more. I feel a hand gently touch my upper arm and I look over to see Justin Gabriel, Heath Slater and Sheamus shooting me sad looks as Sheamus comes over grabbing me by the waist thrusting me onto my wobbly feet. I rush over to Randy as I see Prime time Players, Kane and Daniel Bryan trying to restrain A thrashing viper he is so known to the world for. I place my hands on Randy's restrained forearms looking him dead in his steely blue eyes "Randy baby come on Punks not worth it please lets just go so you can cool off ok?" I ask hoping he would get the message.

I feel Randy relax a little but as soon as he did he tenses back up when I hear Punk taunting him to fight him again "Come on Randy don't be such a lap dog I know you want to fight me come on lover boy lets settle this and see who the real man John should be with because I know he can't be with a pussy like yourself!" I hear Punk shout behind me I look behind me shooting Punk death glares to warn him to back off before I let go of Randy and let him tear Punk in half. Punk only smirks wider as his sadistic psychotic side is coming out to play "Hey Randy did you know John likes it rough in bed he loves to be dominated as he writhers underneath me Oh God I can feel him now he is sexy as hell isn't that right Randy?" I look at Punk in horror as he explains all this in front of my co workers but none of them seem to be listening as there more worried at trying to keep a thrashing Randy Orton under control with his temper and A vindictive Punk from escaping. "YOU BASTARD YOU SAY ANYMORE ABOUT MY BABY AND I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR THROAT OUT!" Randy roars in seething rage and I hear Punk just as mad "OH YA YOU WANT TO FIGHT SO BADLY COME GET ME BITCH!" And that done it as Randy starts thrashing harder till Daniel accidentally let go for a second and that's all it took for Randy to free him self and lung at Punk for a second time tonight knocking Punk down with all the guys holding Punk as well. I see Randy straddle Punks lap throwing blow after blow in pure rage and I couldn't just let Randy go because I knew he would go as far as to kill Punk if anybody didn't stop him.

I run up behind Randy and grab his waist to pull as hard as I can making Randy lose his footing falling backwards onto me and I feel the air being knocked out of me as Randy lands onto my hard stomach and then for some reason I hit my head hard with thud on the rings flooring as I see white dots in my line of vision then nothing I black out and the last thing I see is Randy's beautiful face full of worry hovering over me asking if I was alright until darkness takes over….

HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER I AM VERY SLEEPY AND PROBABLY DID A CRAPPY ASS JOB AT THIS ONE SO FORGIVE ME IF THE CHAPTER IS BAD