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(Chapter 5 cont.)
John laughed and shook his head, quickly standing up and leaving the locker room as well in perhaps too happy of a mood.
That mood evaporated as soon as he got to his rental and saw a very worried Randy Orton pacing the car and no doubt wondering where John had been. He cursed, now remembering that this is what he'd forgotten while he was with Roman. Randy was going to ride with him back to the hotel.
Randy breathed out when he saw John, walking over to the man and cupping his face. The worry he'd been feeling immediately turned to hurt and anger when he felt the warmth of John's skin and took a good look in his eyes. "Who?" he dropped his hand, glaring at John and scanning the man's face. Randy froze when he saw the mark on John's neck, pulling down the collar of the man's shirt and gritting his teeth together. "Cena.." it was a warning, the only one John would be getting before Randy jumped to the extreme punishments.
John freaked when he heard that tone, biting his lip hard and ducking his head for the man as he mumbled "Roman.."
Randy growled at that, slamming his fist on the hood of the car and denting the metal. He saw John jump but he was livid and didn't even bother to soothe him; instead, Randy spoke in an oddly leveled tone "here." He gave John his bag "Take this to the hotel, shower, I want you kneeling on the bed and naked when I walk inside. I don't care how long it takes me to get there you will be waiting for me and if you're too sore to sit.. that's your fault." Randy shook his head, using anger to hold back the hurt "..give it to me."
John actually teared up when he heard Randy say it was his fault because he knew it was true but what made John feel hopeless was when he heard Randy ask him for it. He bit his lip "N.. but Sir.. it meant n-noth-.."
"I already gave you one warning." He stuck his hand out and waited for John, steely eyes watching carefully as John reached into his short's pocket and pulled out the public collar. Randy's fingers wrapped around the cool metal and he slid it into his pocket as he spoke to John "…You'll get this back when and if I decide you earned it. To be my sub you have to be loyal, Cena. But that's my fault for giving you the freedom to play around as long as they didn't mark you. And this bastard broke that rule. But you let him." It was painful for Randy to speak all of this out loud but it needed to be addressed. "Remember your orders.. oh and take the box out of my bag. Have it next to you on the bed. I want everything ready for when I show up."
John worried his lip, a few tears threatening to slip out as he felt the emptiness of not even having his collars near him start to set in "Yes, Sir." He swallowed and looked up then "..how are you getting back to the hotel?"
"I'll find a way. I need some space."
John watched as the man turned around and left after that, watching Randy walk back into the building and he had a feeling it was to hunt Roman down. John just hoped that it wouldn't end badly for his dom.
He sighed and gave one last longing glance at his lover before packing up the car and driving back to the hotel. The ride seemed long and by the time John was setting their bags down on the floor of their room his bottom lip was red and raw from the biting he'd been doing. The room felt empty and cold with nothing but clothes to remind him of his dom but he'd been the one to bring this on himself. John opened up Randy's bag and pulled out the box with their toys. He wanted to peek but Randy had a way of knowing when he did and John couldn't afford a slip up he was lucky Randy didn't ask him to slip on the cage through whatever punishment his dom had planned for him that night.
John walked into the bathroom and stripped himself of his clothing, leaving it in a neat pile in the corner of the bathroom before he set the water temperature to the hottest he could stand it and stepped under the hot stream of water. He groaned and hissed when the water hit the marks Roman had left behind. His ass cheeks were particularly sore but as was his neck and he knew that's where the worst of the marks were. His cheeks heated up in shame as he thought that now he was baring another man's mark.
He stood under the water for a few minutes just ridding himself of the worst of it but soon he picked up Randy's shower gel and started washing himself thoroughly with the loofa, scrubbing until his skin hurt because he felt dirty too and no matter how good it felt during the act, it wasn't worth the guilt or the look on Randy's face when he found out.
Once John finished washing himself, he stood under the stream and rinsed off the suds, biting his lip as he started cleaning his most intimate parts. The process was long but he needed to make sure he was all clean for his dom and just in case the man decided to reclaim him tonight.
John shut off the water and dried himself off quickly before looking at the bed then at the clock. Randy had already been gone for 40 minutes but it would be longer until John would even be allowed to see him. He sighed and moved the box to the side a little so he could assume his position on the center of the bed.
The Boston native got on his knees, feet tucked under his sore ass and back of his hands resting on his thick thighs. He took a deep breath and forced himself to relax as he bowed his head and stared at his hands, waiting for the next order.
John didn't move for the time Randy was gone except for the shallow rise and fall of his chest. He'd fucked up too many times tonight to do it again and even though his muscles were aching he wouldn't move until instructed.
What seemed like days later, John heard the key card slide into place and the familiar click as the system unlocked. He bowed his head further and started getting antsy but still didn't move not until he heard footsteps approaching the bed at the same time as the door shut softly. John frowned, confused at the conflicting noises but he wouldn't look up.
"I hope you have enough energy to go another round because you're doing it anyway."
John would normally be happy that Randy was about to reclaim him but it wasn't like him to do this and he was starting to worry. He shifted impatiently and let out a low whine.
"You have permission to speak."
"..Sir? But.. I don't deserve your claim.. not yet. I would like a punishment."
Randy nodded and stepped away from the bed after picking up the box and pulling out cuffs, a blindfold, and a ballgag. "I know you don't deserve it. That's why I'll be sitting on the couch while Roman takes another turn at you. I want to see what he did that was so amazing that got you to break your promise to me after seven years." He muttered and looped the long cuffs around the two center bedposts before looking at John. Randy could see the tenseness in John's shoulders "on your back."
John bit his lip, following orders like always and laying on his back. he looked at Randy with scared and hurt eyes "Sir?"
Randy shook his head as he cuffed John's hands, leaving the man unable to pull them more than a few inches from the bedframe "Don't. You're taking orders from him tonight. You let another man mark you as his.. so he's the one that decides what you do until I say so."
It wasn't until Randy finalized it that John looked over to the door, seeing Roman standing there and already eyeing him much like he had in the locker room. John bit his lip and looked at Randy again, eyes pleading "Sir.. please, I'm sorry. I don't want him.. I'm yours."
"You should've thought of that when you let him mark my neck and bruise my hips. Now stop."
John felt his body tremble in that familiar way when Randy gave a direct order and nodded, looking over at Roman again and slowly spreading his legs in a silent invitation. His heart was hammering out of fear for the night but mostly fear for what this meant for him and Randy.
Roman approached the bed after receiving a subtle nod from Randy. He'd been confused when the Missourian asked him to join them in the bedroom but after hearing the way John and Randy talked to each other it all made sense. He did have a sub of his own after all. Roman's eyes gazed over John's body and when he landed on the bruises on John's hips, hands sliding up to John's hips and settling right over them. He felt the older man shiver and smirked, "What? Already want more of these, Cena?"
John flushed and looked at Randy before looking back at Roman and shaking his head.
Randy moved to the couch, standing next to it and watching as the Samoan started tracing over John's thighs then his large fingers trailing up John's softened cock. He could see his pet's member twitch and moved his gaze to Roman's face as the man started stroking John to full hardness, his other hand pinching and twisting John's nipples roughly. John moaned out loudly and Randy felt his own member twitch. He took a seat on the couch, getting comfortable as things started getting heated between his sub and his coworker.
Roman felt John arch up and heard the small whimper before the older man's feet were planted on the bed and John's legs were wide open. The new position allowed Roman to see John's slightly reddened, tight pucker and he groaned out, letting John's member go as he tapped the entrance with his index finger. He could see the muscle tighten as John whined even louder and chuckled "You want something, John?"
John flushed, breathing coming heavy as he nodded "Yes.. sir.."
Roman felt himself grow hard at hearing the man call him that. He knew it was an order from Randy but it didn't matter to him. The Samoan leaned over John, grinning "..what do you want?"
John whined, tugging at the cuffs and rolling his hips down to try to get Roman's finger inside him "I.."
Randy licked his lips, palming his hardening member through his sweats and watching John. He knew the man didn't want to beg so he stepped in "..he asked you a question, Cena. Answer it." The command in his voice was clear and he could see the way it made John's body convulse before the man arched off the bed and cursed out loudly.
"FUCK! Please.. I want you to fuck me." His skin was flushed, breathing shallow as he tugged at the cuffs again and clenched his ass invitingly for Roman as he spread his legs as wide as he could. John breathed out harshly "..want.."
Roman chuckled, leaning down and spitting on John's hole like he had in the locker room, the man quivered under him and Roman thrust two fingers in John's tight hole mostly because he'd promised Randy he'd be more gentle this time and not mark-up John unless John directly asked for it. He started fucking John with his fingers, hearing and seeing the man moan under him and arch off the bed when Roman hit his spot.
"Ah! I.. oh myfuckinggod!" he whined "More.. I need more.." John looked over at Randy then, letting the man know that what he really wanted was him. As he felt Roman stretch him out even more, John let out the loudest and sluttiest moans he could but the whole time his eyes were locked on his dom's, watching as Randy slid his hand under his sweats and started stroking himself firmly.
"Roman saw John and Randy looking at each other and smirked, deciding to bring John's attention back to him as he hit John's prostate even harder then slapped the man's ass hard.
John tossed his head back on the bed, moaning out in pure lust. He felt Roman's fingers slide out of him and knew what was coming. His body tensed in slight anticipation and he looked at Randy again but this time to make sure the man was still okay with it but he was greeted by the sight of a shirtless Randy walking to the bed and stroking his cock under his sweats. John cursed and followed the movement of Randy's hand. He heard Roman open a bottle of lube but kept his gaze on Randy, it wasn't until he felt the Samoan's hard, slicked cock penetrate him that he looked away, eyes rolling back slightly as he arched off the bed and tugged at the cuffs again.
Roman felt as if John's ass was even tighter than before –if that was possible– and he grunted out softly as he rolled his hips, seating himself fully in John's heat. He scanned the older man's toned body, loving the way the muscles twitched under him. Roman was so lost on the feeling of John's ass squeezing his cock for the second time that night and the way John was moaning and begging for more that he was caught off guard when Randy's low voice rang out.
"Open your mouth."
Roman looked over, seeing Randy's naked body and having to curse out loud because it was sheer perfection and despite the fact that he didn't like this man he had to admit that he was hot. He gave a hard thrust when John didn't pay attention right away "Open, Cena or I won't let you come."
Randy smirked at Roman, shaking his head and giving a pleased hum when he felt John's lips part against the head of his cock. He slowly eased it into John's mouth, feeling the man suck and lick him like a damn pro and no matter how many times he'd experienced this it always amazed him. Randy moaned when John whined around him after Roman picked up the pace.
The room was filled with their collective grunts, Roman's low growls and Randy's long grunts of pleasure as well as John's muffled whimpers and the clinking of the cuffs on the bedposts. Roman's thrusts picked up and soon the sound of skin slapping against skin was heard as well and Randy growled loudly, possessiveness rushing over him when he knew most of John's sounds of pleasure were coming from Roman's actions. He gripped the back of John's head, lifting it up enough so he could fuck the man's mouth relentlessly. His sub started moaning and shivering, both holes being abused without abandon.
Randy would be worried about the man's body if it weren't for the fact that John was a masochist and the added pain and submission was only making him harder. He felt John start swallowing around him and growled, fucking John's mouth harder "My greedy little slut."
John shivered, eyes locking with Randy's as he arched up against Roman as the man started assaulting his prostate and spanking him repeatedly. He felt used and dirty but it was in the best of ways. John tugged at the cuffs again and squeezed around Roman roughly when Randy continued calling him his slut amongst other things. He felt his orgasm nearing and was going to try to warn one of them before Roman's hands wrapped around the base of his cock and he tsked.
"Did I give you permission to come, Cena?"
John whined, feeling Randy's cock slide out of his throat "N-no sir.." His voice was raspy, throat hurting as he bit his swollen lip and looked at Roman, eyes pleading for him to continue the beautiful torture.
Roman smirked, leaning over John's body and looking at Randy, their eyes locked briefly before the St. Louis native grinned and walked over to Roman, fisting his hair roughly and eliciting a small grunt out of him.
Randy made sure he was positioned so John could see it perfectly and leaned in to kiss the man. It was a sloppy kiss, both men fighting for dominance and refusing to give in. He swirled his tongue around Roman's large muscle, grunting softly when the younger man tried biting his lip but he gave a sharp tug to the man's hair and started sucking on Roman's tongue, grinning against the man's lips when he managed to take control of the kiss.
John was moaning under them, cuffs rattling noisily as he started begging "Sirr.. Please.. I'm sorry.. I.. please let me taste you again?"
Randy smirked, relaxing his hand on Roman's hair and breaking apart on the kiss as he looked back at John who looked completely wrecked and ready to come on command.. just like Randy liked him. He leaned down until he was in John's face "Wouldn't you rather feel me fuck you senseless?"
Roman couldn't help but shiver at the tone Randy used, an image painting itself perfectly in his mind and he wanted to witness it and maybe he would be able to. He looked at Randy questioningly, starting to slide out of Randy's sub until he felt Randy grab his shoulder to stop him.
"No need.. my pet can take us both, right Johnny?"
John nodded automatically. His body too wound up and mind too happy that his dom was going to claim him again. It wasn't until he saw Randy lube himself up that he realized how much of a stretch it would be seeing as both men were well-hung. He blushed a bit and looked at his lover "Sir?"
Randy hummed, releasing his cock and instructing Roman to get into position under John so Randy could be between John's legs instead "You're gonna be a good pet for me, right?" Randy wondered, stroking himself.
"Yes, Sir. But.. I.."
"Shh.. I know you can do it for me. You're my good boy."
John flushed, nodding silently and getting ready to say thank you but Randy lifted the gag and the blindfold, putting both in John's line of sight and asking him to choose. John bit his lip, looking at Randy and knowing he was still being punished and Randy would either take his ability to vocalize how much his Master was pleasing him or would take his ability to see his Master come. The decision wasn't a hard one, John pointed at the gag, opening his mouth and feeling Roman shift under him and lift his hips up in the process. He groaned softly as the man reentered him and then Randy leaned over him to put the gag on him, eyes much softer than before and John knew he was on the way to being forgiven.
Roman slowly rolled his hips when he was fully seated in the man, the position wouldn't allow him much control but he assumed that's why Randy chose this. He groaned though when he saw Randy position himself, the man's thighs on either side of his torso as he positioned himself. Roman couldn't really complain with the view of Randy's ass he got.
John felt his nerves coming back when Randy was positioned over him, eyes glossing over as he worked on his breathing to calm himself down for his dom. He whimpered behind the gag when Randy started pushing in, his ass stinging badly and hands tugging at the cuffs. John wanted to touch his lover but this was all part of his punishment so he wouldn't ask for release.
Randy groaned loudly, getting used to the feeling of John's tight ass around him as well as the new feeling of Roman's cock against his own. He felt Roman slowly buck up and cursed, thrusting into John harshly and earning simultaneous moans from all three men. The pace started sloppy and unorganized by once they found a rhythm, both men took turns hitting John's spot. Randy could feel his sub's body quivering with need and knowing he was close and it was starting to hurt for him to hold it back but Randy was just getting started. He gave a quick glance back at Roman before hooking his hands under John's knees and lifting his lover's legs, he bent John in half, moaning softly when the man's ass clenched even tighter around them.
Roman cursed out when the St. Louis native moved John and allowed both of them to get deeper. He felt his release nearing so he picked up the pace as best as he could, hips bucking up as Randy's hips sped up as well.
John's pulse was racing, dick throbbing painfully as he moaned and begged behind the gag though he didn't think anything was actually decipherable. He felt Randy start pounding into him in a way he only did when he needed to assert power or when he missed him and that made John even more turned on. He was almost to tears by how badly he needed to come and just as he considered trying his chances with begging for release, Roman's seed splashed in his walls and John gasped, head tossing back as he felt Randy pound into him violently now, low growls and moans coming from his mouth.
"You're mine, John.. MINE!" Randy exclaimed, bucking forward roughly and ordering John to release. It wasn't until he felt his sub's warm come on his chest that the allowed himself to go over the edge, body shivering as he came inside John's heat as well, he felt Roman slide out and smirked, watching as the man stood up and rummaged through the other items in the box until he found a small black plug and he handed it to Randy.
John's eyes went wide as he squirmed and shook his head but he was silenced by one glance from his lover. Randy slid out and put the plug into place and John shivered, body slumping back onto the bed as he gave weak tugs to the cuffs.
Randy saw the faraway look on John's face and smirked, knowing his lover was not only sated but he felt his punishment was done. He looked over when he heard the door open, Roman already fully dressed and leaving. Randy gave the man a quick nod before he moved off the bed and took the gag off his sub's head "…you'll get your collar back in the morning.. after you spend the night in those cuffs and with his come inside you to remind you of what you did and mine to remind you to who you belong." His voice was firm though his eyes were soft, he knew his sub would be sad but it was well-deserved.
John bit his lip and squirmed a bit when the come started cooling on his abs "Yes, Sir."
Randy nodded, going to get a wet towel to clean John up then loosening the cuffs a bit to allow John more room during the night. He shut off the lights and lay in bed next to John.
"Thank you for my punishment."
Randy nodded, "…this is a one time thing, John. Anyone ever marks you again and I'll relieve you."
John felt his heart clench and tears fill his eyes, nodding at his dom "No, Sir.. won't happen. I'm sorry. I.. Sir?"
Randy's steely gaze flicked to John's face.
"I would like another punishment? One with just you and me? I won't do this again but.. I know I hurt you and.. I need to be punished.. please? Please, Sir?"
He smiled that time, reaching to touch John's face briefly "Tomorrow. Now get some rest."
John relaxed, knowing the condition of no marking was still set up but only thinking about how soon he'd probably get pushed into subspace when his dom abused his body tomorrow. The thought calmed him. "Night, Sir."
Randy sighed, turning his back to John and whispering "Night, John."
A/N: Centon angst makes me sad. Okay yeah… Review?
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