I know, I always start these notes with I'm sorry, but I am, updates will hopefully come more frequent over the next few weeks as I have two weeks off from one job and then a week after that I have a week off from the other job, so I should have plenty of writing time. The plan is to finish this story... we have eight chapters to go... and then I will start to look at Contentment. I have plans to extend Loving My Sisters Boyfriend and Pizzeria (which I may rename) but that will not happen until after Contentment is finished.

In the meantime, I hope you enjoy the latest chapter... it's been a while so the writing might be a bit rusty.

"Morning honey," John murmured as Randy moved in close to his body.

"Morning," Randy said sleepily.

A smile slowly crept onto John's face as he pictured his partner, barely awake, move in tight. First thing in the morning, it was there natural state and anyone who ventured into their room, whether a hotel or their own bedroom, would find them in this position, or a more intimate position if they arrived five minutes late.

John shifted his position so he lay on his back and was about to roll onto his opposite side when Randy's arm clamped across his body, stopping his movement.

"I hoped you were going to do that," Randy said lightly kissing John as he slid his body on top.

"Horny already? John quipped.

"I'm on holiday. It's still early. And I have to pack later today to go home," Randy said punctuating each sentence with a kiss. "You and I are going to have a very heated make out session."

"I'd rather have a very heated sex session," John said sliding his hands around Randy's sides.

"And it always starts with a kiss," Randy said holding himself over John, his hands either side of his lovers head. Randy captured John's lips and felt almost transported back in time to 2012 when they kissed in John's shower room. The only difference now was that they were on a bed together and it was thirteen years later.

They kissed like they didn't know when they would be able to again, wanting to taste each other on their lips for the rest of the day. John's hands travelled down Randy's sides and grabbed his butt cheeks pressing him closer; another reminder to Randy of what happened so many years ago. He wished that night that he had taken things further with John, but at that stage, things were still new to them and Randy was ashamed to admit he wasn't ready.

He moaned into the kiss as he pressed their bodies together, John's hands now climbing up his back trying to touch every inch of him. The kiss broke off for air, both men gasping for oxygen. Randy didn't give John much of a chance to recover and claimed his lips once more, pushing his tongue straight in to tango with John's. John gave out a long moan at the passion being exuded by Randy and it brought Randy back into his senses. He broke the kiss once more, allowing John to gain the air he needed. He rested his forehead against John's trying to control his own breathing.

"Love you," Randy said.

"I know," John said quietly, rubbing himself against Randy.

"I want to give you a present," Randy said into John's ear before gently nipping at it.

He gives John a peck on the lips and then kisses slowly along his jaw and down his neck, savouring the taste of his partner's skin. He moves down to John's chest and flicks his tongue over each of his nipples and gently bites them with the same pressure he bit his ear lobe. After bathing them with his tongue, he moves down John's body, placing kiss after kiss, his hands softly following behind. As he nears John's hard cock he pauses, letting his breath hit the sensitive skin. He stays there as long as possible, feeling and hearing John's breathing getting heavy in the anticipation. Not wanting this to be over quickly, he kisses back up John's chest, smirking when he hears John swear.

The smirk on Randy's face turns into a full-blown smile when John moans loudly as Randy grabs his cock and gently squeezes, rubbing the hard muscle to give his lover some release.

Not one to be out down, John let his hand fall south under the sheets and took Randy's cock in his hand and used the same amount of pressure to join in the action. Randy took control of the kiss and they both moaned as they stroked each other, not rushing to a climax.

"Want your present now?" Randy asked breaking the kiss.

"If I say 'yes' will you promise not to tease me this time," John said running his hand over Randy's shaved head.

"Promise," Randy said kissing him quick.

"Then yes."

Randy gave John another quick kiss before kissing back down John's chest. Without any preamble, Randy slipped his lips tight around John's muscle, easing down as far as he could go. He moaned around the hard cock as he heard John's reaction, loving the way his lover responded to his actions.

"Oh god, that feels good," John said his hand running across the back of Randy's head as he worked. "Oh yes."

Randy felt John shift under him and knew he was leaning up on his elbows to watch as Randy worked the length of John's cock.

"Oh fuck, you're hot," John murmured almost to himself.

Randy reached down on himself and slowly stroked his own cock to release some of the pressure building up as he sucked John.

"Enjoying yourself Mr Orton?" John asked as he saw Randy's hand moving below the sheets.

"Never as good as you working your magic," Randy said with a smile. "My main concern right now is you. Are you enjoying?"

"I can honestly say I have never NOT enjoyed you and me together," John said smiling. "Kiss me again."

"Yes sir," Randy said smiling even more as he kissed his way back up John's chest before taking his lips between his own. Randy kept the kiss soft and gentle as his hands explored the body underneath his own before his lips travelled the same path as his hands before heading back to John's lips.

"This is all about my enjoyment today, correct?" John asked coyly.

"What do you want, darling?"

"To ride," John said, using his strength to roll Randy onto his back and move above him, causing the pair to laugh at his actions. He pulled Randy up from the mattress and they moved so Randy was sat propped against the headboard, a pillow behind his back for support. Randy grabbed John by the neck and pulled him in to kiss him hard, John placed his hands either side of Randy's head on the wall and deepened the kiss, tangling tongues as they explored each other.

He heard Randy scrambling for something and John started smiling as he thought of what was to follow. Sure enough, the click of the lid came a second later and moments later, he felt the cool lubed fingers pressing against his opening.

John moaned into the kiss as Randy slipped a finger in, easing the tense muscles ready to take Randy deep. As Randy continued to stretch him in preparation, John searched the mattress for the bottle of lube.

"You okay, darling?" Randy asked breaking the kiss in concern.

"No," John said breathless. "I want you in me, now."

He grabbed Randy's cock and stroked him to lube his thick cock. He positioned himself above Randy's cock before sinking down and letting him fill his open.

"Better?" Randy asked gently rubbing John's sides, letting him control the speed. If John wanted to ride then he could set the pace.

"Mm, much," he said quietly, his eyes still shut from the pleasure. "I love you filling me like this."

"Mm, that's because you're my slut," Randy whispered into John's ear. "Ride me, Johnny. You know it turns us both on."

John tested the movement, making sure there was no sign of pain, though he knew he would be okay, they'd had sex most days while they were on holiday. He slowly slid back down onto Randy's cock, making the younger man mewl in pleasure.

"No teasing, darling," he said his eyes shut in pleasure.

John started moving faster, causing both he and Randy to become more vocal as they went.

"Fuck, Johnny," Randy moaned as John continued to ride his cock. His hands holding John's hips tightly to help him keep his balance as John rode his cock. "I love it when you ride, when I hear how much you enjoy it as well."

"I do," John said breathless. "Fuck, Randy, honey, right there. I don't think I can last much longer."

"Good, because you're about to make me cum," Randy said moaning as his grip tightened and his own hips bucked up into John.

"Fuck," John yelled as Randy thrust into his prostate. "Fuck, right there."

"Can't last, Johnny, darling," Randy said. "Fuck, cum with me Johnny."

He grabbed John by the scruff of the neck and pulled him tight, plastering their lips together. John managed to stop himself toppling by slamming his hands against the wall. His cock rubbed against Randy's abs as he continued to ride, both kissing one another, claiming each other's lips in an almost desperate method to be completely as one.

"Cum, Johnny," Randy said breathless. "Cum for me. Fuck. Cum. Now."

They both came almost simultaneously with John collapsing into Randy's arms as his high took over his body. Randy held him tight as his own pleasure slowly ebbed and then he shifted their bodies so they were able to lie on the mattress.

"Anytime you want to do that again, feel free," Randy said with a loose arm thrown round his lover who rested against his chest.

"Sure thing. Of course, I might need a day or so to recover," John said into Randy's body. He went to prop himself up but couldn't find the energy and flopped back down against Randy. "When you said it was early before, did you mean something like five in the morning?"

"No, why?"

"Because I really need to get some sleep," John said grabbing the bed sheet and pulling it up over his head.

"Sorry, darling," Randy said with a smirk as he gently tugged the sheet off John's head. "It's almost seven and we said we'd meet Al at seven thirty for breakfast."

"I hate you."

"Pretty sure you were telling me you love me," Randy smirked.

"Pretty sure that was all you."

Monday Night Raw – Raleigh, North Carolina

"Zack Ryder everybody with another successful, if not ill-gotten, title defence," Michael Cole commentated as the Intercontinental Champion called for his belt and a microphone.

Paige was already in the ring along jumping up and down in excitement at another victory by her boyfriend. When he returned to the centre of the ring, calling for his music to be cut, she looked on perplexed, not sure what he was wanted to say to the masses.

"Everybody is talking about it," Zack said pacing back and forth. "John Cena and Randy Orton were back on Raw last week. Well, whoop-de-doo, who cares. I mean, John Cena thinks he's above the WWE these days. It's the first time he's been back since he retired with his boyfriend."

The crowd was a mix of cheers and boos for John but it was nothing either man would ever take to heart as it was natural, if you mentioned John Cena, you had a mixed reaction.

"And apparently," Zack continued. "John doesn't even have a backbone anymore. Randy calls and he goes running. It's pathetic."

Shaking her head at the attitude he was showing, Paige pulled the microphone away from his mouth and begged him to stop. At the end of the day, the crowd loved John, and attacking his personality and relationship wasn't going to help win the crowd over.

"Paige, babe, quit it, I need to get this off my chest," Zack said pushing her away. "John, I know you have seen my tweets, you may not be as active on your account as you once were, but I know you still check things out. I'm begging you to respond. I want to hear your cheap, pathetic excuse as to why you blew me off last week. I'll be waiting. And so will the WWE Universe."

Zack threw the microphone to the mat and headed for the ropes with an exasperated and confused Paige following him. Big E kept his distance from the pair at Paige's small indication as they started toward the ramp.

Before Paige even hit the mat, John's music hit. The crowd are going as crazy as they did the previous week as John steps out onto the stage, and this time he's decked out in a new shirt and jean shorts.

"Okay, okay, I know, two weeks in a row. I couldn't help myself," John said with a knowing smile and shrug. "I got the bug again, as soon as Randy and I finished last week we knew we needed to be here again. Especially knowing that Raw was coming to Raleigh, North Carolina where we had some intense matches, some even against one another. All of that aside, I'm sat backstage, actually catching up with friends since I didn't get to do much of that last week, when I'm told that my old buddy, Zack Ryder, is mouthing off about me in the ring. This I had to see."

"Oh here we go, John Cena, turning things around so it goes in his favour. Just because you're classed as a legend now, doesn't mean you are the one who's right, and I'm in the wrong."

"Zack, dude, what are you talking about?" John said with an exaggerated shrug.

"I'm talking about you trying to get this crowd on your side."

"Paige, can you please explain to me what on god's green earth your boyfriend is talking about," John said .

Paige gently took the microphone from Zack, calming him down before she spoke. Zack storms across to the other side of the ring, annoyed at the lack of respect he was receiving from John.

"It boils down to this, Zack feels offended by your actions last week. He feels that you blew him off for your boyfriend," Paige stated politely, indicating for the video to be played on the titan tron.

John turned to watch the big screen as the production truck aired the footage from the previous week on Raw. It was somewhat cool to see himself back on WWE television and he couldn't wait until he and Randy were wrestling again. Part of him wanted to go one on one with Randy again, but a larger part of him didn't want to be throwing any punches at his lover. After their relationship changed, it was rare for John and Randy to be in a match where they were going up against one another. Yes, on the odd occasion, it happened, but he could count those times on one hand.

"That was me blowing him off?" John said with a Rock-like eyebrow. "Wow, close call. I'm so glad Randy wasn't there to catch it."

"John, this isn't funny," Zack yelled grabbing onto the ropes and leaning over them to get as close to John as he could from the ring. "It is pathetic. You think you're better than me. You think you can't be seen with Zack Ryder, the Woo Woo Woo boy because you're with Randy now. You have to be seen with the right people."

"You're a changed man, Zack Ryder," John stated with a serious tone.

"You can talk, have you looked in the mirror," Zack said laughing. "Randy really has done a number on you."

"Okay," John said slowly heading to the ring. "I've given you plenty of leeway, but I'm done now. You can say what you like about my personality, about my wrestling, my career, but how's about you keep your comments to yourself about my private life."

"Did I hit a nerve, John? I'm telling you something you don't want to hear. A truth; you went soft," Zack said menacingly, causing John to stop in his tracks. "Randy turned you into a little puppy dog. You were never going to stop wrestling, then you started dating Randy and next thing we know, you're announcing your retirement."

John stood at the bottom of the ramp, looking up at Zack who had an evil smile on his face, knowing he hit a nerve.

"I thought it was especially sweet when Randy retired a few months later. Wait, sweet isn't the word. Pathetic is. Randy is as pathetic as you are. He was the Apex Predator, the Legend Killer, the Viper. Now, you're both washed up fools who can't go anywhere without the other. When I heard you were hosting Raw, I thought, this is going to be amazing. I couldn't wait to see you both in the ring again. You didn't just disappoint me, but the entire WWE Universe. You proved to us all, you're nothing but a joke."

John stood for a moment taking in what Zack was saying. He was silently trying to come up with a response to Zack's hurtful words, but everything he was coming up with just sounded like a childish retort, and wasn't any better than a teenage whining 'Oh yeah'. He raised the microphone to his mouth and went to say something only to stop himself. He lost count of how many times he did that before sighing and throwing the microphone to the ground.

He thought briefly of jumping in the ring and attacking Zack but then he didn't want to resort to hitting a friend, even if he had lost his way. Instead, he shook his head, turned on his heel and walked back up the ramp, trying to block out the resounding boos that were echoing around him in the arena. He hated retreating, but he couldn't come up with a rebuttle for Zack's comments, and that made him wonder if they were true.

Monday Night Raw - ten minutes later

John headed down the corridor and knocked on the locker room of Ted DiBiase before letting himself in. He and Randy were hiding out in Ted's locker room while visiting their friends. Randy was sat on one of the benches as Ted grabbed his belt and headed for the door John just came in through.

"Word of warning, he's not happy," Ted said.

Randy stood and grabbed the jacket which was hanging up behind him as John edged closer.

"You ready to go, or do you want to stay to the end?" Randy asked gruffly, pushing passed John before getting an answer.

"I guess we're going," John mumbled to himself. "Everything went well by the way, no problems whatsoever."

"Get your things," Randy snapped.

"Hey," John yelled back. "What the hell is your problem?"

"Absolutely nothing. I wouldn't want anyone to think we've gone soft," Randy snapped.

John's brain caught up to the moment and he realised what Randy was pissed off over. It clearly wasn't just him affected by Zack's words, but Randy as well.

"Look, I know Zack said some idiotic things out there-"

"Zack is an idiot. I've never liked him. Tolerated him at the best of times," Randy said. "My problem, is with you. Now, I'm all for our private life, to stay private. If I wanted Joe public to know the ins and outs of our relationship, I'd be telling them myself."

"So what's the problem? I didn't go divulging intimate details. Was it that stupid joke about blowing Zack off?"

"The problem is although I don't want you divulging, I would have liked it if you were man enough to defend it," Randy snapped.

"If you're so concerned with what people think of us as a couple, why the hell didn't you come out there and defend it yourself?"

"I am not about to start acting like I'm some knight in shining armour. You've got your own armour, use it," Randy said stepping back and heading out the locker room.

13 July

"Oh my god... it's been amazing, I've had the best birthday," Alanna said into her cell phone. "Yeah, I saw her in the morning, got a card and some money to spend... some new clothes shop here in St Louis. Totally, I forgot about getting all four seasons in one day, I swear it was raining in the morning then it was glorious sunshine by lunch, now it's cold. I went out with a couple of old friends after seeing mom, then I helped decorate the new condo... I'm at a restaurant with dad, John and my grandparents... no, we're just waiting for the waiter to come so we can order our food... he's too into John at the moment to notice I'm on-"

"No, I'm not, and I want you off the phone please, you're at a restaurant," Randy said turning his head to give Alanna a stern look.

"Okay, okay, I've got to go. Speak to you tomorrow?" Alanna asked with a smile. "Cool... oh did you see Raw? No, I think there's some action next week."

"Al, don't make me get annoyed," Randy said as she continued talking.

"I really have to go... thanks... speak tomorrow, I've got a question on the history assignment," Alanna said before hanging up.

"What did he want?" Randy asked realising he said it a little too gruff.

"He wanted to wish me a happy birthday."

Randy didn't say anything; he wasn't sure what he should make of this Mike kid. He couldn't stop her dating, especially since she was seventeen, but he didn't want her getting hurt again. Thankfully, she'd had the sense to end the relationship with Brad. Randy had been biting his tongue the whole way through.

"Was that a friend from school?" Elaine asked breaking the silence, and eyeing John's smirk at Randy.

"Yeah, we got to know each other towards the end of term," Alanna said with a smile. "He helped me through a tough time."

"He sounds very nice. Maybe before you head back to Florida you can teach me how to use one of these video phone calls, that way you can introduce me to him," Elaine suggested causing Alanna's eyes to widen and John to burst into laughter.

"What's wrong with that John?" Bob said speaking up. "You don't think my wife can use a computer?"

"Oh I'm sure she can, Elaine's on twitter more than Randy," John said smiling. "I'm just thinking if Mike gets the okey dokey from Elaine, Randy's won't have a choice but to play nice."

John turned his head to look at Randy and burst into laughter again at the familiar stern look he usually gives Alanna. Instead of finding it threatening, instead it made him laugh even more. Randy could never play that look off with him. He went from placid to angry, and thankfully he didn't see that side very often.

John closed the small distance between the pair and softly kissed Randy, forgetting for a moment Bob was with them. Mentally shrugging, he kissed Randy again, enjoying the tenderness. He would have kept going if it weren't for the gagging noises that Alanna was starting to make at the head of the table.

"You are lucky it's your birthday, young lady," John said trying the stern look only to break into laughter along with everyone else at the table. Randy collared him at the weak impression just as the waiter arrived to take their orders.

"You're going to be in trouble later, mister," Randy whispered to John and John just gave him his cheeky smile.

"Promises, promises."

"Ewww."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed :)

Plan of action summary

Life is Good... Mostly

Contentment

Loving my Sisters Boyfriend

Pizzeria