Hello, my loves! How about these flashbacks? How sexy and sweet have these been? No wonder Cherry has fallen so hard for the handsome Scottish Warrior! HOT! And Dolph...well...go ice it up! LOL!

Now it's time to check in with Randy & Denise and see how they are spending their holidays one year later! Thank you again to my girl TmBrady12 for writing this one! Love you! Judging by his apology to Drew, she has had a good influence on the bad boy Legend Killer...except in bed! But let's see how they are doing...

A Very Angels Holiday: Part Four - Christmas With The Viper

A year has gone by and Denise and Randy are closer than ever. Randy dropped everything and decided to leave St. Louis to move in with Denise in Nashville where they are currently on their way to go ice skating. A feat Randy has never been able to conquer. Denise however, while she's not a pro, is pretty good at it.

"Babe, do we really have to go ice skating?" Randy whines, "can't we just stay in bed all day, or better yet…let me have my way with you and take you over and over in front of the fireplace. You can't tell me that's not something you don't want. To let your sexy Viper make you come so hard, you forget your own name," he tries to seduce Denise with his words, but she's not having it.

"Not gonna happen, Randy. Maybe later if you behave, you can. You know I never deny you, babe, but right now I wanna have some good old fashion fun with my man," Denise replies, hooking her arms around Randy's as they walk to the outside skating rink that the city of Nashville sets up every year around the holidays.

Randy grumbles and presses a kiss to the top of Denise's head, smiling into it, not minding in the slightest bit that they are out. He just loves having fun giving his girl a hard time, even though it's done in good nature. Denise has changed him so much in this past year, he's never been happier than he is now and he wouldn't change a second of it for the world.

"Hmm, I love you, babygirl," Randy says softly, placing a kiss to Denise's lips when she looks up at him. Believe it or not, Randy was the first to say those three words to Denise, not even three months into their relationship You can only imagine how ecstatic Randy was to hear her say them back, considering his track record. He had to remind himself of what she told him a year earlier of how she's not like every other woman out there…and was she right. Denise proved him wrong in his thoughts not with only those three words, but with her actions since day one. He is one lucky bastard to have found her and he knows it.

*Flashback*

Randy was forced to go home after learning that his father, 2nd Generation Superstar, Cowboy Bob Orton had a massive heart attack. He and Denise had been inseparable since they met back up after the whole Drew incident, so every time they had days off or a lull, Randy would always go back to Nashville with Denise and stay with her instead of going back home to St. Louis.

He and Denise were actually in the middle of their third round of mind-blowing sex when Randy got the call. Every time his cell phone rang, he would ignore it as he continued to take Denise to new heights until after the fifth time it rang, she convinced him to answer it.

"It could be important, baby. Just answer it," she tells him and Randy groans out in annoyance, pulling out of Denise to answer the incessant buzzing of his cell phone. Seeing that it's his brother, Nathan, calling him, Randy growls out his displeasure.

"What do you want? This better be good," Randy snarls into the phone, anger in his eyes and the anger dissipates seconds later and morphs into one of agony. The look on his face has Denise becoming immediately alert and she sits up, placing a hand on his thigh in a comforting gesture. "Yeah…yeah. I'll be home as soon as I can," Randy replies and hangs up the phone, looking at Denise with devastation in his eyes.

"Randy, baby…what is it?" Denise asks becoming worried and it turns into fear when she sees the first tear fall from Randy's eye before they come pouring out like a torrent. "Randy…talk to me," Denise pleads him and grips onto him when he pulls her into his arms in a bone crushing hold.

"I…have to go back…home. Dad had a massive heart attack…and he's not doing good," Randy tells her in between gasps of breath from crying so hard.

"Oh my god, Randy, I'm so sorry. Go, go. I understand, baby," Denise consoles him and he pulls back to look down at her.

"Come with me…please. I…I can't do this by myself," Randy whispers brokenly and Denise looks up at him with sad eyes.

"Baby…I want to, but you know I can't. You know I have…" Denise begins, but Randy cuts her off, the look on his face has her eyes widening and she backs up some.

"You know what? Fuck it. Forget I even asked. I don't want you to come; I'm better off on my own anyway," Randy spits out, completely disregarding what he had just said prior as he rushes out of the bed and hastily gets dressed.

"Randy! Baby, please!" Denise pleads, watching him with devastated eyes and tries to reach out for him, but he snatches his arm out of her reach.

"Don't 'Randy, baby please' me! I need you right now and you refuse to be there for me! This was a mistake…we were a mistake. I'm done. I can't do this anymore…I have to go," Randy snaps at Denise and she recoils from him at his words, tears of her own beginning to fall from her eyes.

"Randy…no! Please don't do this! You're not thinking clearly! Randy!" She cries out his name when he ignores her and storms out of the room. Denise flinches and begins to cry harder when her front door slams deafeningly behind him.

Denise literally feels like she just had her heart ripped out of her chest by Randy's words. Like her whole world just came crashing down around her. She can't lose him and it feels like that's what just happened. Randy's become her whole world; he's had such a huge impact on her life without even realizing he has. She can't just let him end things like that because he wasn't thinking clearly. The look on his face…

Sitting up straight, Denise wipes her eyes and grabs her phone, calling the venue she was suppose to do security work for tomorrow and cancels. She doesn't care how much money she is losing by dropping this or how big of a deal the event she was supposed to work is to begin with. Randy is more important to her and he needs her.

"Denise! To what do I owe the pleasure? Are you ready for tomorrow?" The owner of the venue, David answers when he picks up the phone.

"Hi David. That's actually why I'm calling. I hate to do this and last minute too, but I'm not going to be able to make it tomorrow. My boyfriend's father just had a massive heart attack and he needs me. I refuse to be anywhere else but by his side…I hope you can understand," Denise replies, sniffling, her voice still raspy from crying.

"I hate for this to happen because I was really looking forward to working with you, but go do what you need to do and hopefully we can work together in the future," David responds, sounding genuine with his words. Denise honestly thought it was going to be harder than that to drop this job, but she's thankful that it wasn't.

"Thank you so much, David. You don't know what it means to me for you to accept this. I feel terrible, but Randy needs me right now," she replies in gratitude.

"No need to thank me. I just hope everything works out and Randy's father is okay. You take care now," he replies and the line goes dead.

Denise quickly pulls up the internet on her laptop and books the next flight out to St. Louis. After calling for a cab, she packs a small bag for the next couple of days. Finally landing a few hours later, Denise finds out what hospital Bob was taken to and takes an Uber there. She just hopes she's not too late and that Randy will accept her showing up unexpectedly. Especially after what happened between them hours earlier.

"Hello miss, how can I help you this evening?" The nurse at the front desk asks.

"My boyfriends father, Bob Orton is a patient here. He had a massive heart attack earlier today. Please, where is he? What room number is he in?" Denise asks frantically and to her surprise, the nurse taps a few buttons on the keyboard and looks up at her.

"He's currently in the ICU unit. If you go to the elevators down the hall take them to the 4th floor and he will be in room 401," she tells Denise and Denise gives her thanks before quickly making her way to the 4th floor.

The second the doors open, there is another desk in front of her and Denise approaches it. "Excuse me, I'm here to see Bob Orton. He's my…" Denise rattles off to the nurse and before she can continue, she hears his voice to her right.

"Denise? What are you doing here?" Randy asks, his eyes bloodshot and rimmed red from all the crying he's done.

"Oh Randy. I couldn't not be here for you. I called my assignment for tomorrow and cancelled it, taking the next flight out. I needed to be here with you…you were in so much pain. I don't want you to think that I'd never be there for you," Denise rambles and Randy pulls her into his arms.

"Thank you," Randy breathes, burying his face into her neck as he tightens his hold on Denise.

"Oh baby. You don't have to thank me, the second you walked out the door I knew I was flying out here. You need me and damn it, I'm going to be here for you. Just please tell me that we're not over. I can't be without you, Randy," Denise whispers, tightening her own hold on him.

"No, we're not over. I wasn't thinking rationally. I need and want you so much. I can't live without you either. I love you, Denise. So much," Randy replies and presses a kiss to her lips when she looks up at him upon hearing those words.

"You what?" She breathes out in disbelief, her heart pounding in her chest at Randy's words.

"I love you, Denise."

*End Flashback*

"I love you, too, my sexy Viper," Denise replies with a smile of her own.

After waiting for a few minutes in line, they make it to the to the front and order an hour of ice skating and grab their rental skates before slowly making their way onto the ice. "Denise, I'm gonna bust my ass, I can already see it," Randy groans, grabbing onto Denise's arm when he begins to lose his balance. Denise braces herself when he grips her and places an arm around his waist to keep him steady.

"Take your time, baby. Don't rush; it'll come to you. I know you can do it, even if you have to move slowly at first. Just let me know when you're ready for me to let you go," she says, gliding her feet like a natural.

Give or take a few moments, Randy nods his head, "okay, you can let go," he advises Denise and she releases her hold on him and grabs his hand instead. Not even a moment later, Randy unexpectedly loses his balance and crashes to the ice below, taking Denise with him. Falling flat onto his back, Randy grunts on impact then groans painfully, making sure to take the brunt of the fall when they land, pulling Denise on top of him.

Laughing hysterically, Denise, rests her hands on his chest and smiles down at him. Stroking his cheek, Denise leans in and presses a kiss to his lips when he opens his eyes to look up at her. "I'm glad you find this hilarious; are you alright, honey?" He asks and Denise nods her head, getting off of him so he can sit up.

"I should be asking you that. You almost hit your head on the ice. Are you okay?" She asks him, reaching behind his head, rubbing her hand there. Getting to her feet, Denise holds her hands out to Randy and he looks at her like she's grown a second head. "Don't look at me like that, I'm more than capable of helping you up," Denise scolds him and holds both hands out for Randy to take and effortlessly, she helps him up.

"I'm alright and thank you," Randy replies, pulling Denise into his arms and presses a kiss to her lips.

"You're welcome. You know I've got your back, baby…always. No matter what," Denise says, wrapping her arms around his neck, "you wanna try again? Maybe keep hold of my hand this time?" She suggests, running her hands down Randy's front and grabs both of his hands and begins to slowly skate backwards, taking him with her.

"I'm not so sure about this, Denise," Randy continues to protest, tightening his hold on her hands, but Denise doesn't say anything; she just continues to hold his hands and slowly skate backwards, watching his every move with a smile.

Denise's smile begins to widen when she can sense that Randy's slowly starting to get the hang of it, "see baby? You're Randy Orton: 13x champ…I told you, you could this. You just need to have a little more faith in yourself. Do you think you can do it on your own now? Or do you wanna continue to keep hold of me?" Denise asks.

Randy, becoming more confident in his moves and balance, replies, "I'm sure I can do it on my own, now, but I think I'd rather hold your hand instead." He stops short in his movements, causing Denise's body to collide with his when her momentum continues on, then ricochets and it pulls a gasp from her. "See, I told you, I got it," Randy grins down at Denise, pressing a loving kiss to her lips.

"I'm proud of you," Denise says, returning Randy's grin and steps on the toes of her skates, "when we're done here, I think I'm ready for you to take me back home and make love to me in front of the fireplace," she tells him quietly, just inches from his face.

Randy's eyes turn black right before her eyes and carefully 'drags' her back towards where they're suppose to return their rental skates. "Oh, we're done now, babe. I wanted you since before we left to come here. I've been dying to be buried inside of you for hours; I'm not waiting any longer," he growls.

The car ride back home was absolute torture for Randy. Not only were the roads icy, but Denise was teasing the holy hell out of him and he was quickly becoming painfully hard; his erection pressing against his jeans. "Damn it, Denise. Unless you want me to crash the Genesis, I suggest you stop doing that," Randy grounds out, grabbing Denise's hand that has created a continuous pattern of going up and down his thigh, each time getting closer and closer to his cock.

"Use it as motivation that when we get home, I'll finish what I started. And I fully intend on doing that because I want you in my mouth, Randy…my Viper Daddy," Denise whispers in his ear, taking a quick lick of its shell, earning her a violent shiver.

"Motherfucking hell," Randy groans, trying his damndest not to crash.

The second he pulls into the driveway, Randy practically carries Denise into the house in a fireman's hold before gently depositing her onto the gray faux fur rug that sits directly in front of the makeshift electric fireplace. Fumbling with the remote for the damn thing, Randy turns on the fire setting before tossing the item aside, returning his attention to his girlfriend. Who, in the process managed to remove her sweater and bra in the time that he did this.

"Oh babygirl, I'm about to go down on you soooo hard right now, you won't be able to feel your legs once I'm done with you; you can taste me afterwards because right now you're about to get it for the teasing you did to me on the way home," Randy growls, ripping his shirt off and over his head, tossing it to the side without taking his eyes off of Denise.

Denise shivers in anticipation, knowing how passionate Randy gets when she gets him wound up so tight, he goes all out on his revenge in the bedroom. "Give it to me good, Daddy. I have been a very naughty girl today after all," Denise replies suggestively and gets to her knees, beckoning Randy over to her, to which he has no hesitation in obeying.

"You have been very naughty. You want your Viper Daddy to give to you good, don't you?" Randy responds, his tone filled with the lust that matches the look in his eyes. Denise nods her head innocently as she reaches for the hem of his sweater and pulls it off of him, leaving his toned body bare for her hands and eyes to feast on.

"My god, you are so fucking sexy, Randy…and you're all mine," Denise moans, gripping his hips and runs her tongue from his abs and up his chest and to his lips, capturing them in a heated kiss. Randy groans and shoves his tongue into Denise's mouth, savoring the taste that is purely her and works on the button and zipper of her jeans.

"Lay back for me, babygirl because Daddy is about to make you scream his name," Randy orders Denise and she does as he asks, helping him remove her jeans and panties in the process. "My good girl, already soaking wet for me," Randy groans and quickly rids himself of his jeans and boxer briefs before diving into Denise's glistening folds.

"Oh fuck! Randy!" Denise wails, reaching her hand down to hold Randy's head in place as he uses his skillful tongue to make her come. He swirls it around her clit, avoiding it at all costs, causing Denise to whine like a petulant child. "Randyyy," she mewls as she tries to thrust her hips into his face, but Randy presses a hand on her lower belly, preventing her from doing it again.

"Lay still, babygirl. Daddy wants to make his girl feel good and he can't do that with you squirming around so much," Randy chides Denise and spreads open her lips, running his tongue from her hole to clit, sucking the little nub into his mouth, pulling a keening wail from her lips.

"Fuck! Oh fucking shit! R–Ran…oh my god, baby!" Denise cries out, the sensation his of stubble down there has her trying to buck her hips even more while shoving Randy's face into her cunt at the same time, needing desperately to come. "Randy…baby, please. I need to come. I'm so fucking close…so close," Denise begs him, desperate for release.

Removing his mouth from Denise folds, he licks his lips and looks up at her, "you can come for me, babygirl. Don't hold back either; give me everything you've got, Denise," Randy demands her, reintroducing his mouth to her clit as he inserts two fingers into her tight channel, crooking them, instantly hitting her g-spot, ripping one of the loudest crying moans he's ever heard come from his girl.

Denise comes so hard that she squirts violently into Randy's mouth with a cry of his name. He continues his ministrations as he helps her come down from her powerful high, her body shaking and she soon pushes his head away after it becomes to be too sensitive.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Randy kisses his way up Denise's body, using his tongue to caress her skin along the way until he hovers over her. "Holy. Fuck me. Randy," Denise pants, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath.

"Oh don't you worry your pretty little head. I will be, baby," Randy replies, capturing Denise's lip in a heated kiss and shoves his tongue in Denise's mouth, letting her taste herself. Moaning into the kiss, Denise, reaches up and threads her fingers through the hairs on the back of Randy's head, deepening it.

"Fuck me good and dirty, baby. I wanna feel you…all of you, Daddy. I wanna feel this viper stretch me out," Denise rasps out against Randy's lips, gripping his member and aligns it with her dripping cunt.

"Your wish is my command, babe," Randy grins and swiftly enters Denise with one quick and powerful thrust. Crying out, Denise arches her back and plants her feet onto the ground, thrusting her hips into Randy's. "God, you feel fucking amazing, Denise. So wet…so hot…so tight. And all mine," he grunts as he creates a punishing rhythm.

"Oh fuck…Randy!" Denise squeals and it turns in a whining moan when he grips both legs, spreading her wide open as he continues to pound into her.

"You like what Daddy's doing to you? Do you want him to let you come, baby?" Randy grunts, looking into Denise's eyes as he watches her climb higher and higher, the look in them begging him to let her come.

"Y–yeahhhh, I love what you and your cock does to me, Daddy. God, please let me come, Randy…for the love of god, please. I can't take anymore. Come with me, Randy," Denise moans and cries, grabbing onto the rug beneath her.

"I'm right there, Denise. I'm coming, baby. Come on," Randy groans, intensifying his thrusts and with a few more powerful strokes, Randy and Denise find their release together.

Randy collapses on top of Denise in pure exhaustion and he goes to roll off of her, but Denise tightens her hold on him, forcing him to stay in place. "Holy hell, Randy," she pants.

"You're telling me. I didn't hurt you, did I? I know I was kinda rough," Randy replies, lifting himself up onto his forearms, allowing him to look down at Denise, who he finds smiling up at him.

Reaching up, Denise wipes the beads of sweat that formed on his hairline, before leaning up to press a loving kiss to his full lips. "No, not at all, baby. That was amazing. Probably some of the best sex we've ever had," she replies with a grin and Randy can't help but think back to the first time they were together. It was the night she called him, begging him to come over after them being away from each other for so long. The night he held Drew captive for that no good piece of shit slut.

Randy is just glad that Drew accepted his apology for his part in everything, even if Drew didn't fully trust him. He doesn't care about that. He just cares that he was able to get it out into the open and apologize for his heinous acts. He has the woman in his arms to thank for that.

After that following morning…after he and Denise shared and confessed their feelings for one another, Randy almost instantly fell in love with her. She made him a better person and man, allowing him to apologize to Drew the way he was able to. Randy owes Denise his life for everything she's done for him this past year and he couldn't be more grateful for her in his life. Because lord knows where he'd be if she didn't come back into it the way she did. Lord knows where the hell he'd be because of the cunt that played with his feelings. Who used him in almost every way possible.

Denise is his own guardian angel and he has absolutely no idea what he would do without her in his life. With that thought, Randy presses another loving kiss to Denise's lips and proceeds to make love to her for the rest of the day and late into the night. Celebrating their second Christmas together, but their first living together under the same roof. This is something Randy can definitely get use to and he plans on doing just that.