#oc x randy orton

[nightmare-freakin-viper]

The Anniversary (18+)

Pairing: Randy Orton x OC(Ola Kaminski)

Randy and Ola had been doing this dance for years at this point but, now it was time for the finale.

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Tags: @alyyaanna, @jeysbvck, @daddywrasslin

Randy sighed as he glanced at his phone again while he waited for the food. Still no response. He knew that today was going to be rough but he hoped for at least a text back. He furrowed his brows slightly, he hated when she isolated like this. She had enough friends where she didn’t need to. He thanked the lady when she brought him his food before driving back to the arena where the buses were. Sarah apparently couldn’t get ahold of her either, hell of a time for her to have to commentate for Smackdown. And also a warning that if he made Ola upset at all, Sarah would kill him. He walked up to the door of Ola’s bus, knocking on it.

Ola was currently buried in a pile of blankets while some sappy romance movie played on the TV. She had tossed her phone, somewhere, after reading the messages from Sarah and Randy. Sarah, of course, was worried about her and Randy had asked about going for dinner. She simply didn’t answer either of the messages. She didn’t want to see anyone or talk to anyone. Ola just wanted to wallow in her sadness in peace. She frowned as she could’ve sworn she heard a knock on her door. She paused the movie, slowly sitting up before getting up completely when she heard a knock again. She walked to the door, opening it before raising her brow in confusion.

Ola crossed her arms and leaned on the doorframe,

“Randy….why are you here?”

Randy took in her appearance, she definitely had been crying and clearly wasn’t even entertaining the idea of leaving her bus considering her shorts and cropped tank top,

“You never answered me. So,” He held up the bag of food, “I brought your favorite?” She blinked in surprise before a small smile appeared on her lips and shook her head.

“Fine, only because that’s one of my all time favorite chinese food places.” She stepped aside, motioning for him to come inside. Randy followed her in, shutting the door before setting the food on the table. 

“I’ll be right back..” Ola disappeared to her bedroom while he set their food out and grabbed utensils. She came back out, pulling her hair into a ponytail,

“You want wine? Cause I could go for some….I know, not a great combination with our food.” She brushed by him, to grab the wine and one glass, pausing for his answer.

Randy shrugged, he was already here, why not?

“Sure, not the weirdest we’ve ever had.” He smirked a bit as she rolled her eyes and opened the wine, filling the glasses. “Don’t remind me.” He laughed slightly as he took a survey of the main sitting room before sitting at his chair. She had not planned to move today at all huh. 

Randy glanced at the tv, before pointing at it with a fork, “It’s really that bad…?” The movie Ola had on the tv was terrible. She scrunched her nose at him as she took a few bites of her food and sip of wine.

“It’s just the anniversary of when the guy who supposedly loved me decided to just dump me out of the blue and leave the company? Yeah, I’m still a little hurt, Randy.” She paused and looked at him before looking back at her food. 

Randy watched her as he ate and frowned, alright, true. He couldn’t blame her. The way Cody had ended their relationship had been shitty. All because Ola refused to leave WWE, not after she was finally getting a push and accusing her of having something with him. That something being that apparently everyone thought Ola and Randy were dating because of their natural chemistry. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want that to be true. He’d been harboring some type of feelings for the tiny blonde and pink haired woman for years now but Cody had beat him to the punch. So he pushed it down and away, he had been happy for them, truly. However, he had seen red when Ola had come to Sarah’s room sobbing with her bags and trying to explain what happened. It took the others to stop him and Sarah from knocking sense into Cody.

They ate silently for awhile,

“Did you at least tell Sarah you were okay? She was messaging me all day, asking questions.” That got a small smile from the tiny woman. “I did answer her shortly before you knocked, yes. So she knows that I’m not dead.” He nodded and drank more wine as he sat back, studying her. 

While she was distracted eating, he ran his eyes over her form. Damn it, even like this she was stunning. It wasn’t helping that her crop top clung perfectly to her chest and the shorts she had on, could count as a second skin. He took another drink of wine and looked away with a small shake of his head, maybe coming was a mistake.

Ola took a drink before sitting back and looked down, 

“Thank you….for this and coming over.” She rubbed her arm with her hand, “I know how I get and just, “ She looked up at him, a warm smile on her lips, “I appreciate it.” 

He stared at her for a second before laughing a little, “I don’t think you need to thank me.” He shook his head and leaned on his elbow, “I’d be a shitty friend if I didn’t try something.” She snorted before she laughed softly, 

“Fine, fine…” Ola shook her head as she stood, starting to clean up the food containers. Randy followed suit and helped her put the leftovers away, before filling their glasses again. 

Ola paused and leaned on the counter, scratching the back of her head,

“Hey….Randy..?”

He was moving to her couch, setting their glasses on the side table before raising a brow as he looked at her, “Yeah, what’s up?”

She played with the end of her ponytail as she walked to stand in front of him. God she hated how small she was compared to him. Her 5’2” frame looked comically small next to his giant 6’5’ frame. She hadn’t initially noticed how tight his shirt was but now it was hard to miss. The pants he was wearing looked great on him too. She bit her lip,

“I know this is a big ask but ... .would you mind staying the night here…? Now that you’re here, I don’t want to be alone again.” She glanced up at him, this shouldn't be embarrassing but for whatever reason it was. 

Randy stared down at her, swallowing as he watched her. Fuck she was so fucking small. He cleared his throat again before smiling,

“Not a big ask at all, Ola. I don’t mind crashing here.” She beamed up at him and wrapped her arms around him, well the best she could,

“I really appreciate it….” He carefully put his arms around her and rolled his eyes a bit, 

“Ola you’ve known me for how long…? We’re watching a less shitty movie though” Her smile turned sheepish as he pulled away and sat down on her couch, grabbing the remote. She huffed softly at him, grabbing her wine and sat beside him as she took a drink.

Randy decided on some action movie, it wasn’t bad but it wasn’t good either. 

“I’m not going to complain about that. This movie was actually the worst.”

Over the course of the movie, they had both finished their wine. Ola was pleasantly loose and had snuggled close to Randy out of habit. It wasn’t unusual for them, though to others, maybe it did look suspicious. She hummed softly as he stretched his arm over her shoulders, tucking her close. The man was a walking furnace, and she was grateful since she was always freezing. She paused and studied his features as the flashing from the movie made different features stand out. He was really handsome, especially when he was relaxed. He glanced at her, smirking a bit,

“I know I'm good looking and all but, a picture will last longer. Don’t you have enough of them around here…?” 

Ola rolled her eyes and smacked his chest,

“Fucking hilarious, you come up that yourself?” Which just made the larger man laugh as Ola turned to the movie, watching the screen.

Now it was Randy’s turn to stare. It was bad enough that she was pressed to his side and he could smell her shampoo and perfume. He was internally grateful of the blanket over him, the pants he was wearing left nothing to the imagination. He swallowed as he looked her over again…fuck. He shouldn’t have done that. Of course, it was chilly in here and that’s why she was pressed against his side. She wasn’t wearing a bra….of course not. She was lounging alone for hours. His throat suddenly felt dry and the room suddenly was stifling. 

As if on queue, Ola looked back at him with a puzzled face, 

“You alright…? You don’t look okay” She took her hand and brushed it against his forehead as she frowned and leaned closer to him slightly. 

Randy swallowed harshly again as he watched her lean in and felt her fingers brush his skin. He leaned forward himself slightly, realizing how little space was left between them. He had a decision to make finally. He slowly took her wrist and pulled it away from him, which just confused Ola more,

“Randy…what…?” His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips and back again and now it was Ola’s turn to swallow roughly.

She watched his eyes and bit her lip. Was today when, whatever, had been brewing between them over the years finally boiled over?

She flicked her eyes to his and back to his lips. 

That was all the confirmation he needed. Randy pressed his lips to hers and groaned as she threw her arm around his neck. Ola groaned softly into the kiss as she pressed herself closer to him as he pulled away. He grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his lap, dragging his gaze over her body. She shuddered in response, shifting her hips and using her hands to steady herself on his chest. She knew she was flushed and it only darkened as she felt him below her. Her head was fuzzy and she flexed her fingers against his chest. Holy shit.

Randy kneaded her hipster before pulling her in for another kiss. This one was more desperate, hungry. He wanted to devour her, make her his. Ola gasped as he slid his hands to her ass and pulled her against himself. She moaned as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her hand slid to the back of his head and her other one fisted his shirt in her hand. Ola’s senses were being assaulted. He was so much. So big…everywhere. She could feel his hard cock straining  against his pants where she sat. She gently rolled her hips against him and Randy growled into her mouth. He pulled back, kissing down her neck,

“Do that again…” He breathed as he gripped her hips harder, there would definitely be bruises but she didn't care. She did as she was told and rolled her hips once more, making herself gasp as he growled against her neck. He trailed one hand up her stomach, reveling in the way her muscles twitched under his touch. He left a trail of kisses down her neck, until a spot made her inhale through her nose. Randy smirked against her skin and sucked the skin there, a bruise already forming, while his hand traveled up and cupped her breast. She whined softly, arching into his touch as he ran his thumb over her nipple through her shirt.

Ola tugged at Randy’s shirt when she whined, 

“This needs to come off…” Randy smirked but complied as Ola leaned back enough for him to toss the shirt aside. She smirked slightly and ran her hands up his stomach, scraping her nails against his skin. She reveled the goosebumps that trailed behind her nails. He groaned in his chest,

“Hold on to me..” Ola squeaked and clung to him as he stood up, making his way to her bedroom. He pushed the door open, quickly kicking it shut behind him. He plopped her down on her bed, making her gasp softly. Randy covered her form with his body, kissing up her stomach. She hooked her legs around him as he kissed up her neck. With his hand, he cupped one of her breasts, kneading it, and making her shudder. Randy played with the hem of the shirt, Ola took the hint and arched her back so he could pull it off. It went flying into the darkness of the room. 

She met the kiss with a ferocity. Ola’s nails dug into his bicep and back as they fought for dominance. He pulled back with a groan as she nipped his lower lip, her fangs catching as they pulled apart. Her eyes met his, the pupils blown, and she swallowed roughly as he licked the blood from his lip.

“Holy shit…” He breathed before he groaned out loudly as he cupped both of her breasts, swiping her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned and arched into the touch. Taking the hint he bent his head down, taking one of the nipples into his mouth and sucking. Ola gasped loudly, tightening her legs around him and involuntarily bucking her hips against him. Randy growled while he sucked, his other hand moving to her hip to steady her as he rolled his hips against her. She groaned as one hand trailed down his arm, gripping his bicep and her other hand shot to the back of his head as she met the roll of his hips. He let go of her nipple with a wet popping sound as he met her lips in a hungry kiss. 

“Oh princess….we can play that way.”

She opened her mouth to say something but he left a trail of kisses and sucked bruises down her neck and chest before he sucked the other nipple into his mouth, grazing his teeth against it. Ola let out a squeaking noise before she grabbed the back of his head,

“More, fuck, m-more..” He flicked his eyes up to her before popping off her nipple. He held her close suddenly and flipped them. He kissed her as he sat them both up and helped her re-adjust so she was straddling one of his thighs, She steadied herself and looked up through her lashes at him as he smirked.

Randy kissed under her ear before nipping her earlobe,

“I want to watch you fall apart on my thigh.” He whispered in her ear. She bit her lip but wrapped her arms around his neck as he set his hands on her hips. She set a slow pace, rolling her hips against his muscular thigh. She gasped softly and her eyes fluttered shut as he kissed across her neck.

“Eyes open..” Ola groaned but opened her eyes to look at him, which made him smirk. As she quickened her pace, one of his hands remained on her hip to keep her steady while the other roamed up her back, thighs, any exposed skin before ending back at her breast. He lowered his head to a nipple again while the other tugged at her other nipple. 

Ola’s brain felt like molasses, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion but the sensations were making her whole body burn. She knew she sounded like a whiny mess as he continued his menstrations as she bucked faster and harder against his thigh. It had been too long, far too long, and she was being devoured by him. Her moans started to get breathier as she felt that band in her lower stomach tighten and burn red hot,

“F-fuck, “ She whined out loudly when he nipped her nipple, “I’m…fuck, so c-close..” She could’ve sworn there was a glint in his eyes at that. She knew her nails would leave marks as she clawed at his shoulder and bicep as she neared her edge.

“Come for me princess,” He kissed up the center of her chest. 

That was all she needed.

Ola’s eyes rolled back as a broken gasping moan left her lips as her orgasm crashed into her like a freight train. She slowed her hips as she rode it out, reveling in how she could feel his muscles contract in his thigh. Her whole body was buzzing and every nerve felt like it was on hyperdrive as she leaned back, panting and looking up at the ceiling.

Randy growled lowly as he watched her ride out her orgasm. He thought she couldn’t get more beautiful, he was wrong. He held her upright so she didn’t fall back as the high of her orgasm wore off. She looked back at him, with a dopey smile, 

“Holy shit…” He smirked before he kissed her again, before she pushed him back on the bed. She stared at him and ran her hands down his chest and stomach, digging her nails in and leaving a trail of red. She hummed softly before she looked at him and crawled off his lap. He leaned up to watch her with a raised brow. She smirked as she slowly, painfully slowly, dragged her shorts and panties down her hips.

Randy had to hold back a groan as he watched and he could swear he could see a sheen on her panties from her previous orgasm.

“Figured I don’t need those anymore…” She walked slowly back to him, before resting her hands on his thighs, running them up to the waistband of his pants. She teasingly played with the band, snapping it against him a few times before she slowly slid his pants down his thighs and groaned in her throat. She wasn’t expecting that. All the years she roomed with the man, she never knew he went commando. She bit her lip as his cock slapped against his stomach. She also wasn’t expecting the size, well, she had an idea. The man used to talk a big game and honestly with his size she’d be shocked otherwise.

Randy watched her, completely hypnotized by the events unfolding in front of him. Had he ever thought that he’d actually be in this position? Younger, cockier him absolutely thought so but him now, not even slightly. He had gotten content in their relationship as it was. He kicked his pants away, a cocky smirk crossing his lips as Ola looked stunned. His ego was still there, he couldn’t help it. He watched as she took him in her hand, using her thumb to press on the underside as she pumped him slowly,

“There’s no way in hell this is fitting in me…” She muttered, her cheeks flushing red as she looked at him. Randy’s eyes involuntarily fluttered as she used her thumb to swipe over the head of his cock. He gently grabbed her wrist as she shot him a confused look. Slowly, he stood up before scooping her back up. She gasped and clung to him as he pinned her to the bed. She locked her legs around him the best she could as they both groaned and bucked against each other. He panted against her neck, 

“Oh, I’m going to make it fit…” he ran his tongue over her skin, “Shit, i need to be in you.” She scratched the back of his head as she moaned softly, 

“Then what are you waiting for?” 

Randy growled as he pulled back, he grabbed his cock and pumped it a few times. He slid the head of his cock against her slit, gathering the slick from her previous orgasm on the head. She whimpered when he stroked against her clit before he aligned with her hole. He looked down at her as she bit her lip as he pressed the head of his cock into her. Both of them let out a loud groan in unison. Watching her expressions as she gripped the blanket beneath her as he continued to push into her. He swallowed as he kept himself from slamming home. He wanted nothing more than to push himself all the way into her tight cunt and fold her in half, claiming her for himself. But the rational part of his brain kept it slow.

Ola’s hips arched as Randy pushed farther in. He was fucking huge. Or she was really tiny. Or most likely both. She screwed her eyes shut as she focused on feeling every inch of his cock as it entered her. She heard him growl as she involuntarily clenched around him as he filled her. She couldn't help it…it had been awhile and the way he filled her. Randy tapped her thigh,

“I said, eyes open princess. Don't close them again.” She groaned but pried open her eyes again. She was met with a smirk and a glint in his blue eyes, “good girl.” Ola clenched around him again at that and that just made the man's smirk grow. Shit. 

Randy leaned down and nipped her earlobe, “Does my princess like to be praised?” He let out a chuckle, deep in his throat as he heard her swallow. Randy pressed kisses along her neck,

“You're taking me so fucking well. I knew I could fit in your tight cunt…” he hissed as she clenched on his cock again and seemingly pulled him in more. “You're so hungry for me aren't you?” He laughed against her skin and she let out a squeaking noise, avoiding his gaze. He leaned back, running his hands down her body before grabbing her hips and looking over her form. Fuck he never thought he'd have her like this. 

Randy rolled his hips experimentally, earning a gasp from Ola and he smirked. He set a steady pace, learning the rhythms of her body as he explored her chest with his mouth. Ola let out little gasps when he grazed that spot in her. She grabbed his face and brought him up for a sloppy his as she panted against his lips,

“Randy….” She slip her thumb over his lower lip, “fuck me like you own me.”

Randy's brain blue screened moment at that. Was she serious? He stared at her and that was the confirmation he needed. He leaned back, folding her legs to her chest, 

“You asked for this.” 

Randy set a brutal pace as he held her ankles, keeping her in place. He revealed the broken whines and moans that left her throat, the way she clenched around him and the way her cunt seemingly sucked him in deeper. And the way her chest bounced with each thrust. He groaned loudly before leaning down again, pulling her close to him. He needed to feel more of her. He needs to devour her.

Ola's eyes rolled as he pressed close, the angle perfectly hitting that spot inside her. She clawed at his back, shoulders and arms, knowing damn well that there would be marks tomorrow. 

The room was filled with the filthy sounds of sex. Randy's growling and groaning, Ola's whining and moaning and the wet slap of skin on skin.

She clung to him tighter as her moans grew louder in his ear, “I'm…shit…Randy I'm so close…” he groaned as she tightened around him again, he slid a hand between them, finding her clit. She gasped and arched into him more as he rubbed her clit with his thrusts. The heat popped in her belly as he grabbed his face and kissed him, sloppily, moaning huskily against his lips as her second orgasm of the night crashed into her.

Randy panted against her lips and he tightened his hold on her, his thrusts getting sloppy as he rode her through her orgasm. He buried his face against her neck and let out a growly moan as he buried himself deep and came inside her, rolling his hips slowly as he rode out his own orgasm. They both slumped down, breathing heavy as Ola skated her nails over Randy's back as they caught their breath. She smirked as he sat up on his forearms and looked at her, a sheepish smile on his lips,

“How are you feeling?” Ola snorted and kissed his nose, 

“You moron, I feel great. I'll be sore as all hell tomorrow but it's worth it.” She kissed him gently as he slowly pulled out of her, making her whimper at the loss of the fullness feeling. He leaned back slightly and groaned in his chest watching their combined fluids leak from her. He took two fingers, scooping it up and pushing it back into her making her whimper slightly,

“It stays in there.” 

Carefully, he scooped her up and walked to the bathroom, setting her down gently as she used the counter as support. She gasped when she looked in the mirror while he got the shower ready. She trailed her fingers over the bite marks on her skin and shook her head. She was so glad she didn't need to be on tv for a few days, 

“What the fuck Randal?” He chuckled at that and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing under her ear,

“Sorry, I couldn't help myself.” He laughed as she slapped his arms and muttered ‘unbelievable’ under her breath as she broke away and into the shower. He chuckled as he examined the damage she had done to him, oh yeah, her nails had done a number on him. He stared at the claw like marks down his back and smirked,

“And you yelled at me.” Which earned her tossing a wet washcloth at his head,

“Just get in here you idiot.” He laughed loudly but complied.

[f1loverleclerc]

** Double the Love**

Summary: Roman Reigns and his wife Shyla finally welcome their newborn twins. 

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Shyla 

Warning: Fluffy. 

Word count: 772

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The sun had barely begun to rise, casting a soft golden glow through the windows of the cozy nursery. Roman Reigns stood by the cribs, his heart swelling with joy at the sight of his newborn twins. Shyla, his partner in crime and the love of his life, was still resting comfortably in their bedroom, a well-deserved slumber following a long night of labor.

He gazed down at the two little bundles swaddled snugly in their blankets. One twin, a girl with a tuft of dark hair that mirrored her father’s, grinned in her sleep, while her brother, with a slightly lighter shade, let out a soft coo. Roman couldn’t help but smile; they were perfect.

As if sensing his gaze, Shyla stirred and stretched, her sleepy eyes blinking open to meet his. A warm smile spread across her face when she realized the time. “Good morning, superstar,” she teased, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Good morning, mama,” he replied, stepping closer to the bed. He kissed her forehead gently before looking back at their children. “Can you believe we made those two?”

Shyla chuckled softly, her heart brimming with love. “We sure did. Look at them—they’re incredible.”

He scooped her hand in his, and together, they approached the cribs. Roman leaned down to give each baby a soft kiss, his heart racing with an overwhelming sense of responsibility and love. “They’re so tiny. Do you think they know how much we love them already?” he asked, glancing at Shyla.

“Of course they do,” she said, her voice tender as she reached down to caress their cheeks. “They can feel it. Just like I felt it when you were holding me during labor.”

“Yeah, about that,” he said, his tone turning playful. “You should’ve seen me—like a deer in headlights! I was trying so hard not to panic!”

Shyla laughed, remembering the moment when Roman had clutched her hand, whispering words of encouragement, even as his own nerves showed through. “You did great, babe. You were my rock.”

“And now I’m a dad of twins!” He puffed out his chest with mock bravado, causing Shyla to giggle. “What’s next? Superhero capes?”

“Only if you wear one, too,” she quipped, her eyes sparkling. 

Roman laughed, imagining the two of them in matching capes, dashing around the house chasing after their little ones. The thought brought him immense joy, knowing that their family was growing, and each day would bring new adventures.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Shyla suggested, “How about we take some pictures? I want to capture this moment forever.”

With a nod, Roman pulled out his phone, setting it up for a quick selfie. They crowded around the cribs, beaming with pride as he snapped the photo. Their smiles were radiant, each glance shared between them filled with the promise of a beautiful future.

“Perfect!” Shyla declared. “Now we just need to figure out names.” 

Roman raised an eyebrow, excitement flickering in his eyes. “I like the sound of ‘Rocky’ and ‘Raina.’”

“Very on-brand,” she teased. “But how about we try something unique? Something that tells our story?”

After tossing around ideas, they finally settled on Maeve and Milo. Each name felt right, resonating with the love they shared. 

“Welcome to the world, Maeve and Milo,” Roman whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “You’ve got the best parents waiting for you.”

As the day unfolded, they found themselves enveloped in a whirlwind of joy and laughter. Family and friends visited, bringing gifts and sharing stories, and each moment only seemed to strengthen their bond.

Later, as night fell and silence wrapped around their home, Roman and Shyla took turns rocking the twins to sleep. The soft sounds of the nursery echoed through their hearts as they exchanged sleepy smiles.

“Can you believe we did it?” Roman whispered as he settled into the rocking chair beside Shyla.

“Every day with you is a blessing,” she murmured, leaning against him. “And now we have doubled the joy.”

With contentment settling in their hearts, Roman rested his head against hers, reflecting on how their lives had changed. Together, they drifted into the peaceful rhythm of parenthood, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, their love would guide them through it all.

In that small nursery, amid the gentle breaths of their sleeping twins, Roman realized there was nothing more magical than this—double the love, double the laughter, and a lifetime of memories waiting to be made.

[makedatmoneymayne]

One Night Only?😈

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~~Y/N is a black woman but anyone can read this regardless. Y/N just officially became an announcer for the WWE. While celebrating at the club she notices this sexy man with a shaved head staring at her with low eyes. Will this only be one night?~~

Warnings:Smut, Cursing, Smoking, and Drinking.

**~~ means Randy's POV**

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You were faded, I mean SUPER fucking faded. You smoked a few blunts with your girls before heading to the club, yo ass was already high as the Eiffel tower heading into the club but then you also decided to drink a round of shots. One moment you were drinking next you was fucking some man who claimed he was a wrestler? You didn't know and you didn't give a fuck this man was sexy AND his dick was fire.

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He took you into the women's bathroom and locked the door, both of you guys stumbling. He growls like an animal before gripping your neck kissing you on your juicy plump lips. The kiss stops "You're so fucking sexy baby" He says before lifting your dress putting his hand in your lace panties to grip your ass, other hand still gripping her neck. He moves his hands to the front of your panties, immediately shoving two fingers in with ease due to your arousal. You start moaning so loudly you already knew people who were close to the bathrooms could hear everything. Letting go of the tight grip you had on his forearm as he still fucked you with his fingers, you grip his long, thick print. "You like how this shit feels baby." You feel you orgasm coming quicker than usual, he obviously feels it too by how much faster his fingers are going, curving at angles, hitting spots you didn't know you had, you can't even answer for real. "No noo I wanna hear you say that shit Do.You.Like.How.This.Shit.Fe-" Before he can even finish,you do, yelling, squirting all over his hand, "Yes daddy I like it!" You didn't even come down from the high you just had before he turns you around on the sink, slapping your ass multiple times then slowly entering his length into you. Y/N's on a non stop loop of moaning, so loud she can't hear him say "Let me know when you want daddy to fuck you for real." He knows you can't hear him, only working half his dick into your pussy. Slapping his hand over your mouth, he moves his lips next to your ear kissing and sucking on your earlobe. "Can daddy fuck you good now baby" he asks politely words still slurred. Nodding your head he immediately fucks you with no mercy, almost pulling all the way out each stroke. Both of his hands on your mouth now as he fucks you, you crying from how good it feels. All throughout the bathroom all you hear is clapping sounds, him lowly growling talkin his shit while he's in it, and your sniffles and moans from your throat.

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"Where the fuck did Randy go?" Cody asked the guys looking throughout the club, puffing his cigar. "I think he went to the bathroom uce." Jey mention before taking a shot. "He prolly with some random girl in nere' leave him be uce." Jimmy laughed at the thought, "Nah bro im gonna go see what's taking him." As Cody approached the bathroom he also saw his wife with the same look of worry. "Oh hey baby, Y/N's taking forever in the bathroom and im contemplating busting in there." Cody was already a few steps ahead of her trying to open the door but noticed it was locked. "Oh my gosh." "What babe?" Brandy asks still confused and worried. "Those motherfuckers are fucking in there Jimmy was right." They begin to laugh in unison. Brandy bangs on the door and yells "Don't wear him out now Y/N."

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Little did they know Y/N was the one getting wore out and Randy was addicted.

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You woke up at 4:56 am in a bedroom that was NOT yours AT ALL. Looking down you see a large tattooed arm on your stomach. Confused you lift his arm up so you can get up to put on your clothes. He groans moving a little. You hurry and leave out the door, jacket halfway on as you ride to your hotel.

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You were finally in your bed, melting into your covers after a nice long hot shower. Rolling in your covers you feel every ache and pain this man caused but oh did it hurt so good. It was going on 5:41am now, time barely passed due to your speeding. You had about 4 hours and 19 minutes to sleep a but more. You dreamed about that mystery "wrestler."

Backstage at WWE, Jade, Brandy, Bianca, and Naomi all raved about your wild night. "Girl I still can't believe you fucked THEE Randy Orton in that bathroom" Bianca blurts out giggling. Brandy says a little louder, "Rumor says, aka literally just Cody, anyway it says he's upset you left." "THE RANDY ORTON I HEAR VOICES NIGGA? Damn I kinda ate." Before any of the girls can react I get called to head out for me to announce the match thats coming up. I sat down in my chair waiting for Bobby Roode's music to hit. On the right que I make my phenomenal announcement for him. I look down at my rehearsed paper to see "Randy Orton..." with all his attributes listed below for me to say. I almost miss my que for him but I get it out immediately locking back in. I stay standing watching him do his famous pose.

He glanced down, mouth slowly ajar mumbling, "No fucking way."

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~~The End~~

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I Hate You More (Part 4)

Mafia!Cody Rhodes x Fem OC!Mafia Reader

(Sasha Francesca Ricci)

Enemies to lovers trope

Credits to @alyyaanna for helping me come up w the storyline because I had like 3 different mental breakdowns trying to figure out what to do

Storyline: Sasha was born into a world of darkness and fear, Despite the harsh circumstances she was out in she managed to drag herself into finding love at a young age especially when she least expected it but unfortunately not all love stories are fairytales, Sasha resented the man who once brought her love in her life just to leave and break her heart while having the audacity to invade her life many years once again and give her conflict of love and war on how she was to overcome the feelings she feared while trying to focus on her job with him being so close and invasive to her.

Contents: Smut in future chapters, Knife Play, Choking kink, Degradation kink, Praising Kink, Alcohol, Smoking, Violence, Mentions of m1rder, drug dealing, Fluff, Angst.

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Sasha & Cody had a good think running for a little bit. There was still the slight bickering & Sasha becoming annoyed with Cody but believe it or not when they would work together they got work done.

They did fucking amazing on drug deals & made massive amounts of money, Miami was a messy city & the drug business sunk their fucking teeth into the City’s bad habits which were Partying & getting as high as possible.

Sasha would make the sales while Cody would keep track of whatever they were selling & how much money they were making but Barbra was still quite unhappy with Cody after seeing his Initials “C.R” Into her thigh, She was not pleased with Cody at all after that but once again, Business is Business. Sasha & Cody never established what was between them after that and they honestly preferred to keep it that way but Sasha had made it abundantly clear to Athena multiple times he was off the roster to screw but she just won’t take the hint.

Marianna sat in the kitchen watching Athena follow around Cody like a lost dog within the streets & noticed she laughed way to hard at one of his jokes he would make with Randy & Sasha knew Cody wasn’t THAT funny. She turned to Marianna & put on an annoying high pitched voice mocking the girl that was once her friend “Ohh my gosh! Of course I’ll screw you when your feeling bored and lonely Cody! Even though I fucked half of the house and probably the entire city of Miami because that’s the slut I am!! I’ll even act like your best friend & cheer you on to get someone you miss so bad and go behind your back to fuck that same person!” Marianna laughed in amusement while everyone’s attention turned to Sasha.

Athena scoffed crossing her arms “Is there a problem Sasha?” Cody raised a brow as he watched the two “I’m sorry did you not like my joke? Maybe it was a little bit too real for you huh?” Sasha faked pity & frowned poking her bottom lip out before Athena rolled her eyes “Your just mad because Cody fucked me more because he wanted to touch me instead of someone as repulsing as you.” Sasha widened her eyes & laughed “You wanna talk about repulsing but you fuck half of the state of Florida? Okay Athena. Okay. Maybe I should probably give you a very in depth reminder on what he’s done with me rather than you because I actually have meaning to him.” Sasha pushed Marianna out of her way gently while strutting over to Cody & Athena “Pull your shirt up.” Cody furrowed his brows “Sash-“ “Pull. Your fucking. Shirt up.” Cody glared and tugged his shirt up revealing his chest as Sasha placed her nail right next to her name that was cut into his skin “Bet he didn’t let you do that to him did he? Let you claim him as yours?”

“Hell did he even cut his initials on you in 3 different places?” She tilted her head with a confused look on her face while Athena was starting to show off her anger & envy as Sasha got in her face “You also have a lot of fucking nerve on you to come into MY mothers house, act like your big tough shit to her daughter who has more control over you than your own fucking parents combined & act like your gonna do something whenever I offend you. Let me make it abundantly clear for you Thena. You’re a passed around play thing that’s only a good fuck when someone’s frustrated or just in general horny. The only reason why you’re here right now is because we have pity for you. But keep in mind that you will never be me, you will never have Cody & own him the way I do & you are not a goddamn Ricci because if you were, You’d bring some shame to this goddamn family & business.” Cody grabbed Sasha’s shoulder pulling her away “That’s enou-“ she looked at him and snickered looking at him up and down before turning her attention back to Athena “Get out of my face Athena.”

She huffed and puffed looking around for defense but everyone sat silent besides Marianna. She was smirking sitting on the table dangling her fingers at her and blowing her a kiss mouthing the words ‘Bye Bye’ before Randy gave her a look and a light pat on the thigh as a warning to stay out of this. Cody glared over at Sasha “What the fuck was that?” She raised a brow “I was putting her in her place what do you mean ‘What the fuck was that’ Cody?” He scoffed shaking his head “Seriously? Telling her that she’s all good for sex & how she will never mean anything to me?” Sasha glared and crossed her arms before rolling her neck side to side while letting out a breathy laugh “Of course you’d be the type to carve your fucking name on my body & have me do the same to yours and proceed to tell me I own you as much as you own me just for you to defend Athena & stick your dick back down her throat.” She spat her harsh words at him while Marianna furrowed her brows and almost spoke up against Cody to defend her bestfriend but Randy gave her another look before Sasha scoffed “Fuck you Cody. You’re just as much of a whore as she is.” Seth watched his sister storm off while Cody turned to him for defense but he shook his head “You can’t just cut your name into my sisters skin & expect her to not have a little bit of possessiveness over you towards someone who’s been a problem like this for over 4 years.”

Cody furrowed his brows before walking off towards Athenas room to formally & privately apologize on Sasha’s behalf but realized Sasha saw as she was walking towards the front door & stared directly at him before picking up a pair of keys from the bowl that laid next to the door where people often put their wallet, Keys or even other things before entering the house completely Cody’s face dropped & soon sprinted down the stairs but she was out of the house. Already in the drive way with a key & walking towards the car Cody had owned which meant it was luxurious “Don’t you do it Goddamnit!” He shouted as everyone followed behind him but Sasha also noticed a bat that laid next to a bush & immediately went off to go grab it “Sasha knock it off!” Barbra shouted pushing past Cody & Seth & went to stop her daughter but she was faster & immediately smashed the bat into gis windshield and pointed it in his direction “I’m sick of your fucking games Cody! I’m sick of you acting like I mean something to you but then when I hurt your little fuck toys feelings by calling her out on what she is I’m such a fucking problem!” She shouted while Cody rushed towards her & tried grabbing out for her wrist but she immediately slammed the bat into the hood of his car

“Sasha knock it off & talk to me about this like a grown fucking woman!” “FUCK YOU! I showed you my vulnerability I let you CARVE your name into my skin & you just continue to fuck me over!” She screamed at him & eventually Randy leaned into Mari’s ear as the two shouted at each other “Do what you need to do.” She nodded at him and walked towards Sasha pushing Cody away “You need to leave her alone & just stop fucking talking. You’ve done enough.” She warned him while turning to Sasha & looking at her with a soft expression and taking the bat & keys away from her as gently as possible “c’mere..” Sasha then finally let her walls down for her best friend and cried on her shoulder while Cody stood in guilt before she saw Athena walk out which brought back all of that rage & make Sasha shove past Mari & get in Athena’s smug face “What kind of fucking friend are you!? This isn’t even about Cody this was about You & Me and our friendship and how you fucked that up & if you didn’t wanna be friends the. FINE because I don’t wanna fucking be your friend.” Marianna frowned & held Sasha’s shoulder before making her walk past everyone & go back inside. The two sat down on the staircase & Mari just held Sasha who was crying with frustration & confusion “I’m s-so sick of it! He puts me through hell & now she’s fucking him!? W-What the fuck Mari! When is it gonna end!” She sniffled while the brunette frowned running her hands down Sasha’s back.

Barbra breathed heavily & diverted her stare onto Athena “Was this your doing? Did you cause this damn fight!?” Athena stood there in shock & held her mouth agape while Barbra slammed her hands against her chest pushing her down onto the ground “You have a lot of nerve to come into this business, this family & make MY daughters life hell when she came to you with welcoming arms.” She scolded while Athena stayed speechless. Randy gently held Barbs arm “Don’t. It’s not worth yelling for.” She looked over at him & nodded while looking back over at the man who caused her daughter heartbreak “Your a pathetic excuse for a man.” She spat harsh words at him before turning & kicking Athena out of her way before walking inside to comfort her child.

Weeks after that Cody suffered in silent treatment from not only his bestfriend Seth but also Sasha. She wouldn’t even argue with him & annoy him like she usually does, it was as if she pretended he wasn’t there. One night she sat on the porch after dinner & drank out of her single wine bottle.

6 years ago…

Sasha & Cody sat together on the pier of Miami beach enjoying each others embrace while she swirled the promise ring he gave her many months ago around her finger she just pushed 19 & him 20, for the last 3 years they had been dating after meeting each other in high-school. They were so well connected to each other & related on many a things throughout their relationship. Their families were both within a fucked up mafia like business. When both of them couldn’t handle the way their lifestyles worked some days they were the only people that could comfort one another.

She leaned her head against his shoulder tracing shoulders against his back while he held her close just as the sun was setting & reflecting off of the ocean “One day I’m gonna get us out of here Sash’ I’m gonna get us out of here, start a new life somewhere quiet & calm and put a permanent ring on that finger.” She smiled looking up at him & interlocked her hand with his “You think we’ll love each other like this forever Codes?” She was such a sweet girl, her voice soft & relaxed, “I know we will sweet girl, for as long as we both live.”

If only it were true, after the sun officially set he took her home 2 hours after her curfew & she laughed as he tried climbing through her window as easy as she did “Cody we could’ve gone through the door.” He shook his head chuckling as he finally made it through her window before holding her waist “Your mom would’ve killed me if she saw me walk through that door especially when we’re getting here fashionably late for your curfew baby y’know this.” She smiled shrugged and pressing her gentle kiss against his lips “I love you Cody.” “I love you more angel, forever and always.”

She was so love sick for him that a month after that night where he broke up with her she changed forever, she was never able to love anyone the way she loved her Cody. She felt broken & lost without him and slowly began to resent & hate him for the way he left this affect on her

Present Day..

She felt Cody’s presence behind her & turned around a bit before looking away while he sighed sitting down next to her “What happened to us Sash?” He asked softly and looked at her while she avoided the eye contact “It wasn’t supposed to be like this sweetheart, WE weren’t supposed to be like this.” Sasha looked over at him & put her hair up while he kept talking “It was a stupid mistake the way we ended things sash’ we had a good thing going on & I just fucked it all up instead of fighting harder” Sasha shook her head “Maybe we just weren’t meant to be together Cody. We would’ve ended up in this current situation together or not.” He frowned shaking his head “Baby don’t say that..” Sasha scowled at the pet name “Don’t call me that.” She warned, Cody sighed and tried grabbing ahold of her hand but she got up & started walking back inside the house & hid herself away into her bedroom while her phone was ringing. Roman.

She picked up the call & swiftly shut her door locking it behind her “Have you thought over my offer yet Doll?” She hummed, A few nights ago Roman had gotten in touch offering her a place within his own gig within the drug business & utter control over anything she wanted unlike what she had in her family’s business. She wouldn’t have to face Cody everyday, she wouldn’t have to put up with Athena’s bullshit, it was like starting a clean slate. “I have. I would like to take up your offer.” She heard his devious chuckle before he told her she was to be expected at his manor by the morning & hung up.

She made her way downstairs into her mother & Randy’s office & gave them an update on Roman calling her as they had already knew about his offer, “If you feel comfortable enough going through with the plan then I’ll allow you to make your way over there tomorrow & do what you need to do..” Randy spoke as he leaned his entire body weight on his desk. Randy & Barbra had been told about this stunt Roman was pulling on Sasha and they had decided to make a plan by having her “go through with the offer” & turning on him just to get the information the Ricci’s needed on Roman.

Cody leaned against the wall near the office listening in & once Sasha finished her discussion with Randy & her mother and she walked out Cody grabbed her arm and walked off while she smacked his hand “What the fuck?! Cody let me go! I don’t have time for any of your games damnit!” He wouldn’t budge & dragged her outside into the backyard “What the fuck was that about Sasha?” She glared in confusion “Oh your fucking eavesdropping now?” He nodded putting his hands in his hips hooking his fingers against the belt wrapped around his pants “Yes, Yes I fucking am because I heard a very familiar name & I’m pretty sure it was Romans, Sasha for the love of fucking god don’t go through with this dumb shit it’s going to end horribly.” She crossed her arms as she grimaced at him “I’m getting really sick of you trying to control my own decisions Cody, Seriously, it’s fucking annoying.” Cody smacked his hands against his legs and paced in a circle for a quick minute trying to speak but she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt “Shut your mouth for 1 damn minute & save me the goddamn scolding of a life time okay? I’m going through with the plan and your not stopping me.” She shoved him out of her way and made her way back inside

Sasha spent the next day going over some things with Roman & getting used to the new atmosphere. Her gut tried telling her this was a horrible idea but she refused to listen. Roman sat her down in an office and cleared his throat. “We know you killed one of my men Doll. And usually I don’t appreciate that disrespect but I noticed that you are damn good at your job. I want you to be one of my hitmen, interrogators & top sellers. How does that sound?” She tilted her head “What’s in it for me?” He hummed digging through his desks drawers & then slammed a stack of cash on the table in her face “10,000 dollars each kill, sound good enough for you?” She picked up and flicked her thumb against the cash & jotted her head in his direction “20,000” “Deal.” She smiled & stood up & Shook his hand “A deals a deal.” Roman grinned before running his hand down her cheek “Your going to be the greatest addition to this business. You will not be taken for granted Sasha. Let’s put the past behind us starting today yeah?”

Randy was blowing up her phone for an update but she didn’t pick up. In fact this is where they started to not hear from her for 3 whole weeks. Everyone tried contacting Sasha but it was radio silence on her part so..Seth ended up calling roman to make a fair deal over some drug sale & had set a meeting place in a parking garage but she knew it was their way of trying to get her back as the realization hit for them that Sasha was actually going through with the offer Roman gave her.

Roman & Sasha waited in the parking garage for this “drug deal” but just as one of their cars began pulling in she grabbed Romans shoulder softly as she slowly realized it was only one of them attending this deal & that gave her the confirmation she needed that they were indeed trying to get her back. “You go home. I know their tricks & pawns. Let me deal with this alright?” Roman huffed thinking about it before giving in & following her directions stepping into his car & driving off. Just as the black Porsche pulled into a stop & parked in between the two white lines Cody got out of the car while Sasha stood her ground, hands in the pockets of her leather jacket while he sighed “Really Sasha? Turning on us now? Is that what Ricci’s do?” She shrugged “I don’t know. But since you like to act like your a Ricci when you’re not how by the way, about you tell me that yourself Cody, do we do that?” He winced at her words & dramatically put a hand over his chest “Your words truly hurt me sweetheart.” He spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“Why are you doing this Sasha, seriously, why? Your smarter than this yet your acting like a fucking dumbass turning your back on us for someone who’s going to turn his back on you. She clenched her jaw as she observed his body language & every detail of his face “He has more to offer to me than any of you, I mean seriously Cody, do you understand how fucked it is for your mother to know how badly her daughters first love broke her but yet still recruits him? That’s pretty fucked if I do say so myself but you wouldn’t understand because your ego’s as high as the clouds and your head is busy shoved up your own ass you don’t even realize how much your presence itself affects me.” Cody frowned before looking down and running his fingers against his jaw. He nodded looking up trying to reach his hand out to her but immediately she acted fast

Just as he stepped a few inches closer Sasha pulled a pistol out of her coat & pressed it against his head with a plain face “Not another step.” She said slowly as he chuckled with an amused smile on his head “That’s a new move. Go on Sasha. Since you apparently have the balls to pull a gun on me now do it. Shoot me.” Sasha froze at his words but eventually noticed he was being dead serious. “You have the guts to pull a gun on me then you must have the guts to shoot me right? Go on sweetheart, pull the trigger, right here, right now.”

She glared as he placed his hand over hers & scooted her finger towards the trigger “Do. It.” Fuck.

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Daddy's Home

A/N: Obviously was inspired by Randy Orton coming back, plus it's been almost a year since I've watched WWE. Randy really wanted me to write him (or his higher self did lol) and kept appearing in my dream. So here ya go.

Warnings: Pure Smut, Daddy Kink

"I can only take you in small doses, loving's you explosive."- Small Doses~Bebe Rexha

I stormed down the hall, towards my hotel room. Upset of course at Randy, what else was new? This time though he was following me as I opened the room door and almos slammed it into his face.

Randy stopped it with his hand. "Roxy c'mon! What is it now?" He started to shout then lowered his voice, cooly.

As I whirled on him. My long dark hair flying behind me. "What is it now, Randy really? You come back and the first thing you do is flirt with Rhea!"

Randy stopped at that, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "That's what your worked up about? I wasn't flirting with her I was trying to get under her skin. Looks like I got under yours instead."

I crossed my arms, looking away. "It doesn't matter. You and I are not even together, but she is my friend. "

"True we're not. I get she's your friend but so what? I mean you been getting pretty close with her friend Damian Priest, haven't you?" Randy asked, eyeing me.

I looked at him then. "Why are you jealous? I've actually been gone for quite awhile Randy just like you. But yes I do find him attractive so? You going to take him away from me too."

Randy crossed his own arms, closing his eyes at that. "Rox I thought we were past this, I'm sorry about what happened with The Fiend and how I treated you, but It's not like I killed Bray."

I looked down, a bit sad. "I know. It wasn't anyone's fault. Regardless I don't think I can do this again with you Randy."

"I told you before how I feel Roxy. How we keep doing this, you say you don't want me and yet it's the same song & dance of not wanting anyone else too either." Randy said, walking slowly towards me.

I put a hand out to stop him. "Randy...I do want to be with you, I can't help it. I just don't want jealousy or possessiveness to get in the way."

Randy smirked at that, "I don't think that can be helped. That's just how we're wired especially me. But I can promise it won't go as far as it did before. Plus..." He grabbed the hand that was on his chest, as he went close to my ear and said in a low tone. " You like it when I get possessive over you in other ways, makes for great sex." He smirked at me.

I looked up at him,licking my lips. "True... Just don't hurt me again."

Randy shook his head the smirk gone. "I won't. I swear. Now how about you show Daddy how much you missed him." Randy whispered, running a hand through my hair.

I grinned up at him as I brought him down to kiss me, remembering how much I had missed him and forgetting what a great kisser he was as he gripped me to him and kissed me slow,deep and with passion, his tongue swirling around mine as we french kissed.

That's all it took as Randy pushed me against the wall. Making out with me roughly, as he bit my lip. "I need you so fuckin' bad." He growled.

"Then take me." I moaned out.

"How rough?" Randy asked, pulling my head back.

My eyes lit up. "As much as you want Daddy."

"Good answer." Randy gave me a wide grin as he licked up my neck.

Randy then stepped back to take his shirt off, as he undid his pants. I stared at his perfect body in awe. He stopped me before I could take my clothes off though. "Ah not yet. I thought you were going to show Daddy how much you missed him?"

With a dark glint in his eyes, Randy grabbed me around the neck and tongued me then growled "I want you on your knees."

I did as he said, as he gripped fistfuls of my hair, his cock already semi hard as I stroked him. I looked up into his lust blown gaze as he opened my mouth, running a thumb across my bottom lip. "Beautiful." He murmured, then brought his dick to my open mouth as I closed around it and started sucking.

Randy dropped his head back, closing his eyes with a groan as I went deeper, my tongue playing with the length of him. "Oh fuck yes Rox." He growled out.

Randy held the back of my head then as he thrust deeper, the tip of him rubbing the back of my throat, grinning when I gagged a bit. Then faster as he came down my throat. "Mmm good girl." He praised me after I swallowed.

I could feel myself getting even more turned on at that. "Daddy what about-" I started to ask what about me, when Randy grabbed me up, cutting me off as he nibbled my ear, kissing and biting my neck.

"Oh don't worry baby girl we are far from done." Randy breathed in my ear, my eyes closed and my head dropped back to rest on his naked chest, while he slowly ran his hands down my body, then reached up to undo my tight wrestling top.

Once it was off he palmed his hands over my breasts, pinching my nipples as I let out a whine. Then dragged his hands to part my legs as he slowly rubbed me over my latex wrestling shorts.

I squirmed as he touched me and he bit my neck in warning. "Ah don't you dare rush me. Enjoy it." He murmured, his voice low.

Randy did not rush sex, as was his nature, he was slow, methodical, sensual. And he made you feel every little thing he did to you.

Like now as pushed his hand into my shorts, his other hand playing with my breasts. I ground against him, already feeling his growing erection. He lightly played with my clit as he swiftly made me cum, then pushed two fingers in my cunt. "Take them off." He growled, as I shakily peeled off my shorts.

Randy spread my legs further apart as he ground against me. We were both naked this time and I felt his cock becoming even harder as he pushed against my ass.

I started to touch him but he slapped my hand away. "Nuh uh Babygirl. Daddy's not done playing with you." He denied me, as he pulled his fingers from not letting me cum a second time.

Smacking my ass when I whined in protest. "Daddy please.."

Randy snaked an arm around me then turning me to face him as he quickly grabbed me by the neck, pushing me against the wall again. "Wait." Is all Randy says raising an eyebrow at me.

Randy lets up on my throat then as he drags his hands down to play with my nipples again, then kneels down, slowly kissing up my thighs, then biting my inner thigh with an animalistic growl. My Viper.

My eyes closed in ecstasy as his tongue snakes out and he licks up me, with a satisfied sound. "Babygirl you are so wet." Randy's tongue delves into my pussy then as he fingers me, slowly. Randy tongues me slowly over and over again, tasting every inch of me as I clench around him, Randy stops, edging me. "Not yet." I bite my lip to keep from cumming.

Randy then brings his tongue to my clit then lightly as he opens his mouth to essentially make love to my pussy with his tongue. When he feels me getting closer, he flicks his tongue against my clit, hard but sensual over and over again. Randy looks up at me then, I open them long enough to stare at him, as soon as I meet those dark blue eyes with unspoken permission I cum in waves, shaking with a hand to his head as he eats me out.

Randy lets up then, standing up to give me a languid kiss, tasting myself on him. As he rubs against my opening, I whimper still sensitive but still wanting him as he well knows.

Randy smirks as he tells me, "Does my baby girl still want me? Beg for it."

I look up at him in lust and need. "Please Daddy, I need you."

"Mmmm. Where? Here." Randy touches my dripping cunt with his cock, "You want me inside of you..." Randy asks knowing full well he'd do it anyway as he rubbed his cock against me but never entering.

"Very much, please." I begged.

"Good." Was all Randy said as he placed one hand on the wall another gripping my thigh to raise my leg up. As he slowly entered me, I cry out in pleasure as he easily slid into me. He grabbed me up as I wrapped my legs around his firm waist, pulling his dick all the way out then pushing into me hard. Taking his time as he fucked me slowly.

I moaned out, and my eyes rolled back as he kept fucking me until I came again. One hand around my throat again as he kissed me hard biting my lip. "Fuck Rox, I'm going to cum soon." He groaned out.

"Cum for me Daddy." I whined out. As I dragged my nails down his back.

Randy sped up then as he went as deep as he could, cumming inside me with a loud moan his eyes closed and head back in pleasure. "Fuck yes baby."

Randy pulls out slowly then, kissing me softly, as he lets me down. As soon as our orgasms subside, though I am still shaking. Randy notices as he picks me up in his strong arms. "Easy Roxy. I got you."

"That was so good." I answered him with a dreamy smile still not all the way there. "I love you Randy."

"So good." Randy agrees as he holds me close, "I love you too Rox. Now let's get you to bed." Randy says as he carries me, still naked, to the bed.

Okay so we might have made love a second time instead of sleep. Hey he was that good and we were making up for lost time. Long overdue.

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Do you support Candy(Cody Rhodes x Randy Orton)?

i didn’t even know it was a thing 💀, i’m usually not a fan of this ships so not at the moment

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Fiction Turned Reality

Randy Orton x OC

Part 1

summary - two wrestlers are put into a storyline that quickly becomes real.

warnings - swearing, women against women (this will change i’m sorry) , a few time skips (not major ones)

word count - 1.4k

kat's pov

"welcome to evolution"

triple H had selected me, randy orton and batista as new members of his faction, evolution with ric flair.

he wanted to make us stars and i was prepared to do that.

i was typically loud mouthed and confident within my personality and i was beautiful.

"okay kat, you're usually confident but for your character and personality, we need you to be the quiet but deadly little girl who everyone underestimates" hunter explained to me and i furrowed my eyebrows at what he was saying.

"but-"

"it's what's best for business kat, and then we get to you, orton, you're a prick basically" hunter spoke then turned to randy orton who smirked and nodded, i couldn't lie orton was very attractive.

time skip

"and your winner is kat grey! evolution's very own!" michael cole shouted into commentary and i smiled widely as the offical held my hand up in victory.

suddenly the rest of evolution walked out and waited for me at the top of the ramp, i made my way up and randy smiled down at me and threw an arm around me.

i looked up at him still in shock and happiness out of winning and he removed his arm and held mine up victoriously.

he smiled down at me before nodding and sending praises down to my height from his mouth, we all then walked back stage and randy threw an arm around me again and ragged me about playfully.

"amazing fucking job kat" he laughed as i shouted at him to let go while laughing and eventually he let go.

i looked forward and noticed the curious stare of triple H looking between us before mumbling something to ric flair who then looked between us.

"what? did i do something wrong?" i asked hunter and he shook his head profusely and walked over before putting his arm around both me and randy.

"you were perfect tonight kat" hunter stated making me light up and nod pridefully, it's not everyday the game calls your proformance perfect, you gotta treasure it.

time skip

i felt my eyes grow heavy as i sat down on the large coach we all traveled on, i stared out the window but felt someone sit beside me.

i turned to see randy and i furrowed my eyebrows.

"there's so many open seats orton" i chuckled and he smirked at me but then furrowed my eyebrows when i attempted to blink but my eyelids were so heavy it took a bit of effort to reopen them.

"go to sleep, i'll wake you up when we're there" he told me before grabbing my head and softly placing it on his shoulder as he readjusted his posture to make it comfier for me.

"thanks randy" i mumbled quietly and hooked my arm around his for added comfort being feeling myself drift with a smile on my face and some unwanted feelings in my stomach bubbling around, i probably ate something dodgy.

randy's pov

i carefully moved my head to look down at the top of kat's head and i sighed contently and leaned my cheek onto the top of her head, i shut my eyes and let out a long breath before i let myself relax.

this whole time some weird feeling had been residing in my stomach but it's probably the food i ate yesterday.

time skip

kat's pov

i walked out the locker room with my gear on and noticed evolution was waiting for me as we were going to go make an entrance after the match that was currently on.

"don't you look lovely" ric told me and i waved my hand at him pretending to blush.

"oh stop it you" i joked as he took my hand and kissed it making me giggle and ric chuckled as well.

my eyes subconsciously found their way to randy and i noticed him scowling at ric before looking to the floor still scowling.

what i didn't notice is the smirk hunter had on his face.

i furrowed my eyebrows at randy's behavior but he just must be having a bad day of sorts, i'm not sure i don't know him too well.

ever since he let me sleep on his shoulder and we woke up all huddled up, we've gotten a lot closer per se and that we hang around each at work, it's good we're in a faction together.

"are you guys ready, you're on in 5" a producer told us and we nodded before walking to the gorilla, i shook my head to warm myself up when i heard chuckling then a scoff.

i turned around to see trish stratus looking at me and chuckling.

"you got a problem?" i asked her furrowing my eyebrows and all of evolution looked at me to see what i was doing but then they noticed trish.

"save it honey" trish chuckled before walking away making me scoff and left me confused on what we meant.

"what the fuck was that about?" batista spoke up and i shrugged while looking at him still wearing an angry expression.

our music hit and i shook my head before walking out, my character was quieter than the rest so while they all showed off their muscles while smiling, i would wave timidly to the crowd smiling brightly at them all.

we made it to the ring and before triple H could say anything trish's music hit making me turn to the ramp at supersonic speed.

i felt a hand on my arm and ignored whoever it was as trash began to walk out to her music while people cheered for her.

i grit my teeth and she waved at me and stepped into the ring with a microphone.

"hello evolution, i'm sure you're all wondering why i'm here, frankly it's none of your concern except yours" trish stated taking small pauses to make sure her words had an impact and finished her sentence by pointing at me.

"you think you can just parade around here with your new ring gear, your new faction and your new boy toy" trish smirked and i furrowed my eyebrows confused at what she was saying.

"don't look so confused, we all know you're fucking randy over here" trish spoke and the crowd cheered as my eyes widened and rage began to take over me at her audacity.

"kat, calm down, she's not worth it" randy said into the mic he was holding, he was still holding onto my arm and tried to pull me back but i pulled my arm away from him still staring down trish.

"you even need him to calm you down, i wonder how you'll manage in a match without him ringside, which is what i'm here to challenge you for" trish explained and the crowd cheered loudly, my eyes didn't leave trish's until i heard hunter speak into a mic.

"kat declin-"

"i accept your challenge" i spoke into the mic after grabbing it off triple H before he could finish his sentence, this was going against my character but it was necessary.

the crowd went absolutely wild as trish and i started each other down.

"i'm glad, i'm also glad you've finally grown a voice of your own and not let your men speak for you, i'm sure the reason you never speak is because you've constantly got all 4 of their dicks in your mouth!" trish shouted into the mic and i took a few steps forward toward her in anger and she smirked at my reaction.

"well trish, at least i don't get down on my knees, at least i don't strip to my underwear, at least i'm not being whored out by vince mcmahon, so before you go around calling me a slut, think about the fact you're sleeping with the boss!" i shouted into the mic and behind me triple H had his head in his hands while the rest of the guys were smiling at me as i spoke.

trish started to lose it and grabbed me by the hair punching me in the face and i grabbed her hair back before kicking her making her fall as i got on top of her and started punching her.

i was quickly pulled up by a pair of arms and taking to the other side of the ring, i kicked and punched trying to get past the person but he put his hands on both my cheeks and i looked up to see randy trying to calm me down.

"it's okay, calm down!" randy told me looking straight into my eyes and i visibly relaxed under his touch before nodding as he carefully let go.

i looked past his huge frame and seen trish smirking while walking back up the ramp and she waved at me making me grit my teeth at her.

it is so on.

[slutouttanowhere]

Randy Orton x Black!oc x LA Knight

a/n: I hope y’all enjoy this short chapter, if you haven’t read the previous chapters I have a master list linked in my pinned post. Reblogs are very much appreciated, and follow me for more.

Chapter 6

Friday Night SmackDown– 7:30 pm

I sat in the makeup chair getting my finishing touches, something about tonight was different. There was a buzz in the atmosphere that was incomparable to anything I’ve ever experienced. “How ya doin pretty lady?” I looked up from my phone to see Shaun headed in my direction, his lips curling into a gentle smile upon meeting my gaze. My hands reached out for his, we laced our fingers together, and leaned in for a kiss. He was aiming for my cheek, but I turned at the last second to meet his lips. Seemingly shocked by my actions, he looked around the busy hallways to see who had seen us, and I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

“Yes I just kissed you in front of everyone.” I stood up from my chair, and threw my arms lazily around his neck. He had already changed out of his street clothes and into his wrestling shorts. His iconic “Who’s Game Is It?” The T-shirt had the sleeve cut off to expose his thick, muscular arms. His hair cut was fresh, and his Cuban link was glistening.

“So we’re public now? Just like that? I mean are you okay with that because if you’re not okay with that then we don’t have to–

I planted a kiss on his lips as he started to ramble, truth be told I was nervous about it, but I woke up in the mood to take a leap of faith. Besides, if it ends up blowing up in my face, at least I can say we had fun before the wheels fell off. “Maybe not internet public, I mean…the media is gonna have its assumptions, but I want us to do things at our own pace on our own terms ya know?” My hands slid down his chest as he pulled me in by the waist, out the corner of my eye I caught Austin’s lingering gaze. Grayson was talking his ears off about something, but I’m sure the Georgia peach wasn’t listening. I’m sure the new locker room gossip will be how LA Knight won the prize, and if there’s anything I learned from years of being in this business is that the boys are definitely more chatty than us girls. Especially when egos are involved.

“I’m down with whatever you are doll face.” He grinned, his usual charm turned back on, it wasn’t long before our moment was ruined by Bayley, and Liv.

Bayley’s arm wrapped around my neck, a huge grin plastered across her lips, “Well isn’t this cozy?”

“Damn it, I owe Chelsea fifty dollars.” Liv grumbled half heartedly, she pulled out her phone, more than likely texting Chelsea Green. Shaun let go of me, letting the girls swarm me, but didn’t feel offended by their disruption. He understood how important my tribe was to me, and he was never selfish in that right.

“I thought you said you were done making bets after the Super Bowl loss.” Shaun pivoted to Liv, his eyebrows pinched together, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smirk. She groaned in response, the glare in her eyes was harmless, yet it was enough to make Shaun step down from the topic.

“Don’t be like that Liv, you should have known better than to bet against me.” I shrugged, all my friends were pretty much split on Shaun ending up being my main guy. Half of them thought he wouldn’t make it, and the other half were absolutely positive we’d be together.

Bayley let out a boisterous laugh, “I for one always knew what the end game was gonna be, you two look good.”

“Nah Mavis just adds to my beauty.” He chuckled, his gaze landed on me, admiration deep in his sky-blue eyes. I felt exposed, it didn’t take him long to get comfortable with idolizing me in front of everyone.

I flicked my hair over my shoulder, “the only one to outshine the megastar.” I shifted my weight from one hip to the other while simultaneously moving into a pose as Liv pointed her phone at Bayley and I. At last moment Bayley pulled Shaun into the picture, I had one arm wrapped around the back of Bayley, and the other across Shaun’s abdomen. The four of us stood around chatting for a while before Shaun got called to guerilla, being trusted to open the show was a rarity. If there’s anyone that could get the party started, and the crowds warmed up it’s LA Knight.

“And then there were three.” Bayley quipped, she flicked my hair, and the three of us stood there chatting. We weren’t on till a little later tonight, just as we were about to walk off to catering, Randy called me from afar.

“Mavis, we gotta talk.” He sounded, and looked annoyed. My heart jumped, he rarely called me by my name.

I let Liv, and Bayley continue on without me; they gave me a weary glance, but left me anyway. Carefully I approached him where he stood off to the side, he watched me with an intensity that I wasn’t used to. When his eyes were on me like this, it made me feel…bare. His height loomed over me making me feel minuscule regardless of my own height, he crossed his arms over his chest. He leaned in so only the two of us could hear, “the next time one of your little chew toys tries to check me I’m going to kick their ass.” I froze, my brain trying to run through the possibilities of who the hell he could have been talking about.

“What?” I responded, dumbfounded by his accusations, but also the fact that he thinks I have any control over these men.

“Waller just shoulder checked me, I mean I’m I sleeping or does he actually think he ranks up with me? You better take care of him, because if I have to, nobody will like it.” He was damn near frothing, I’ve never seen him so pissed, not like this.

“Waller? That man has never been on my roster, what did he even say?” I nearly choked on my spit, why is that idiot speaking on me to someone else? I’ve never even looked in his general direction.

“Listen…all I’m saying is, handle your business, stop stringing these guys along. It’s gonna cause something you won’t be able to finish Mavis, I’m being serious. Cut em’loose.”

“First of all I don’t need you to tell me how to go about things, and secondly like I was saying, I’ve never talked to Grayson. He’s not even close to my type, cut me some slack Randy.”

“No more slack, you deal with it, or I deal with it. Which is it gonna be?” He said firmly, not an ounce of humor in his tone, and if I wanted Grayson to live to see another day…I was gonna have to face him myself.

I didn’t answer fast enough, Randy was already turning in the opposite direction, more than likely to go find himself an Aussie Icon. Before he got too far I reached out, and grasped his bicep. I groaned heavily, and rolled my eyes which brought a satisfactory grin to the Legend Killers handsome face. “Fine, I’ll talk to Grayson okay? No need for you to murder anybody.” He looked down at my hand placement causing me to realize that I was still holding onto him, he flexed his arm underneath my hand. I quickly snatched away, Shaun’s face popping into my head, I should have known better.

I took a step back for good measure, that’s when a look of realization morphed onto his face. “Please don’t tell me you didn’t make that prick your boyfriend?”

“What? No, didn't you hear anything I just said?” I asked, my eyebrows scrunched, I was trying to figure out why the hell was he always so invested in my dating life.

“Then who is it?” Randy pressed for more information, his persistence would surely be the death of me.

“Why do you care?” I asked, rolling my eyes, he shrugged his shoulders, his arms folded across his chest.

“Because, I need to know who my competition is going to be.” He spoke bluntly, if I had water I’d spit it out.

My heart jumped, “what? You're what?”

“If we’re doing business together, I run a tight ship, Mavis, and we'll most likely spend a lot of time together…because I’m training you.” He explained, of course that’s what he meant.

“Oh…I don’t think Shaun is gonna be a problem. He’ll understand.” He’s never had a problem with me spending time with my other guy friends, training with Randy would be no different, or so I thought.

“Knight?” He said shocked, his voice raising, some people turned to look at us.

“God, tell the whole world why don’t you?” I huffed out air through my cheeks.

“Are you embarrassed?” He asked, a slight grin on his lips.

“No.” I answered quickly hoping that would be the end of it.

“Then what’s the problem?” Randy wasn’t buying any of my lies. My hands rested naturally on my hips, perhaps I didn’t need all the attitude.

“It’s not.”

“Then why are you acting weird?”

“I’m not.” I claimed, never mind the way my pitch went up an octave

“Dude you’re acting weird.”

“I am not!” I argued, this time when people turned to look their gaze lingered on us, I shuffled closer to the wall hoping Randy’s large frame would somewhat hide me.

“Alright.” He chuckled, holding his hands up in defense, “I’ll let it go for now, but uh tonight’s the beginning of a long journey. How do you feel?”

“Like I should have been doing this all along, but of course it took a man’s voice for mine to be heard.” On rare occasion I share how I really felt, how lucky he must feel

“What is that, a lyric in a song?” He snorted, like it’s impossible to be gifted at this.

“No you idiot, words from my own brain, and I’m serious. I’ve been trying to tell them to let me turn heel in my own organic way. My fans know when it’s bullshit, and they weren’t fucking with that ‘rebel without a cause’ from me.”

“Yeah, you’re right, that’s why I went ahead and pulled the trigger on it. Now you have the chance to prove to them why you should’ve had more creative control in the first place. However I can’t take all the credit, you’ve been planting the seeds thus far, all I did was water the plant.”

“Still, the final pen should have been pushed because I signed off on it.” I tried to cough away the overwhelming frustration as tears threatened to fall, I hated the way he looked at me. I blinked, then swallowed my words, my eyes swept the ground as I tried to mentally regroup. “Anyways, yeah, I’m ready. I haven’t talked to anyone about tonight.” A white lie, Cardíerre was the first person I called about the impending heel turn. She’s the only non industry friend I had, besides my family, but even they were fans. I need a totally unbiased opinion to talk through everything with.

Randy nodded, he absentmindedly stroked his mustache with his index finger. A pensive expression etched across his face, “hmm that’s good, remember the person you’re turning into. Your real friends will understand.” He placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, he gave me a reassuring squeeze, and with his other hand he gave me a thumbs up.

An airy laugh pushed past my lips, “thanks Randal.” My eyes lifted to meet his gaze, a mistake. I couldn’t look away, my brain just blanked, my heart racing, and my whole body frozen. The nagging thoughts of all the expectations bit back, it’s always been hard for me to find a happy medium. Either I’m half assing it, or I take it to an extreme level with my foot on the gas.

“Snap out of it, look at me. That’s it just breathe, we’re right here together Mavis, don’t you dare tap out now.” He shook me by the shoulders, the sensation pulling me from off the ledge.

Just then approaching footsteps could be heard from behind me, followed by Shaun’s voice. If I had been in my right mind I would have understood how incriminating Randy and I looked just then. “Randy, just always find yourself having one on one time don’t ya? Hm I think you’d make an even better counselor.”

“Yeah I’ll look into it, after I’ve retired you…megastar, legend, all the same to me.” Randy quipped, not missing a beat, Shaun’s arm was already snaking around my waist, and pulling me into his side. I felt dizzy, and nauseous. My heart was pounding from what I presumed was a panic, or anxiety attack.

“Oh is that right, well you just give me a call anytime you wanna set that up old pal.” Shaun’s tone became more nasty by the second; considering Randy was already hot from Waller earlier, they couldn’t have chosen a better time to let it rip.

Thankfully an official put their little spat to a pause, it was time for me to walk, and I only had 8 minutes. I caught a glimpse of Shaun’s face, his eyelids wide, and chest puffed out. Randy appeared to be unphased, his eyes told a different story. “How do I look?” I was technically speaking to Shaun.

“You look beautiful.”

“Like money kid.”

Both Randy, and Shaun spoke at the same time. “Ummm thanks guys.” I mumbled, and shuffled past them without another word. Yet again had I been in my right mind I would have noticed that my body was going to betray me in the next 30 minutes. All I could think about was the story Randy and I had been navigating through. There’s certain moments in the script I wanted to make sure to hit extra emphasis on, there’s a panel tonight for a fatal four. Bayley, Liv, Becky, and myself were to Duke it out at Fastlane to determine the number one contender spot. Bayley, Liv, and I are known to be friends. Tonight I was to sever that tie. They hit my music, but I just felt off. My whole body was shaky as I made my way down the ramp, the bright lights, the roar of the fans, it all blurred together. ‘God what am I doing?’ I didn’t even make it to the ring before my vision went spotty.

I screwed my eyes shut, when I opened them someone was kneeling beside me. “You keep going in and out, just stay with me Mavis…” The voice I recognized, I spent enough years on tv to know when Randy Orton was in my presence. “Fuck, can we get a goddamn medic!” He shouted, my body felt heavy, and my breathing ragged like I had been holding my breath underwater for too long. I could feel him scoop me into his arms as he argued with someone who was advising him to let me lie down. “As long as it took your ass’ to get down here! I’ll carry her by my damn self.” The last thing I saw was his piercing blue irises watching me, the feel on his hand caressing my cheek, and my body being strapped to a gurney. How fucking embarrassing.

[nightmare-freakin-viper]

Maybe it Wasn't a Mistake

Pairing: Randy Orton x OC(Ola Kaminski)

Ola and Randy finally deal with their growing feelings....sort of.

Warning: None, set during 03/04

Tags: @alyyaanna, @daddywrasslin, @jeysbvck

  Ola grunted as she helped haul Randy’s big, heavy ass back to their shared hotel room. Thankfully he was mostly conscious so she wasn’t completely dragging him along with her. She was sure their size difference was comical to any spectator but she was just tipsy enough she could give a shit. Randy had just won the World Heavyweight Championship and they went out to celebrate, and well evolution didn’t do anything half assed. So, here they were, somehow managing to stumble to the correct door with Randy muttering nonsense the whole way there. They leaned on the wall together, Randy had his arm snaked around Ola’s waist and she had her arm wrapped around his stomach, while she fished the key from her bag. 

Randy’s head rolled forward onto her shoulder and subconsciously he nuzzled into her neck, breathing in, 

“Hey princess…you know you smell really good..?” He managed to slur out. She rolled her eyes as she finally got the key and opened their door, 

“I sure hope I do, I don’t get expensive perfume for the hell of it, dumbass.” Honestly her speech wasn’t much better as they stumbled into the room together which made her giggle a bit. She managed to get the door shut, but Randy still clung to her waist, in fact he was clinging harder and had turned his face so it was against her neck where she could feel that stupid, punkass smirk he wore pressed against the sensitive skin there, 

“You’re telling me you wore your best perfume, for me?” His smirk only widened when she groaned and pressed into his body, using the leverage to lift his head so she could see his face. Maybe a mistake, Randy raked his eyes over her before meeting her eyes, the smirk remaining. She swallowed thickly. Her entire body was already on fire, and fuck she hated to admit it, she was hyper aware of every inch of her skin that was pressed against his. She hated to admit that she fell for this cocky prick after pledging not too. The bastard was so damn charming and, fuck, too fucking hot. She whimpered softly when she let go of him and he slumped against her shoulder again, face pressed against her neck. She had no way out, being stuck between this giant and the door. She shuffled a bit and attempted to move him off her but his other hand snaked around her too. 

“Do you know how fucking beautiful and sexy you are…” He muttered against her and she shivered softly, trying to peer at him. He shifted slightly, his leg planting between hers. She knew her ears were already turning red as he titled his head to meet her gaze again. She swallowed audibly as she held his gaze. Fuck were his eyes always that blue?

“Ola….” Fuck his voice was so gravelly right now. She stared a minute. Fuck it. She pressed her lips to his and they both groaned into the kiss. It was a sloppy kiss too. Ola whined in her throat when he squeezed her hip so she’d open her mouth. Her hands had slid up his chest and wrapped around his neck and the room filled with panting and sounds of making out. One of Randy’s hands slid to her ass, cupping and squeezing it before he picked her one leg up and held it up against his thigh. She whined loudly as they broke apart when his free hand cupped one of her breasts making her head lull forward, to rest on his shoulder while she panted. She whined again and looked up at him, moving a hand to cup his face and kiss him again. Was this probably wrong? Maybe. But the tension between them, as much as she’d never admit it otherwise, was painfully palpable.

She groaned into the kiss as he slid his hand back down and fully picked her up, pinning her to the wall. She whined as he kissed down her neck and she tugged his hair, while her other hand tugged at his shirt, harder than she thought apparently as she heard buttons hit the ground. Randy chuckled against her ear, nipping her lobe, 

“Eager huh, princess..?” She couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled from her lips and turned her head to capture his lips, while ripping the rest of the shirt open. They pulled apart and she smirked back at him, her fingers tightened in his hair as she ran her tongue up the side of his neck making him take a stuttering breath, his pupils dilating more somehow. He growled low in his chest before he walked to the bed, carrying her like she weighed nothing. She gasped when they hit the bed and he was on her again, this time leaving a trail of bites and kisses down her throat and across her collarbone. He chuckled suddenly and she heard a ripping noise as her tank was torn from her skin. She couldn’t help but chuckle as she tightened her legs around his hips and her finger trailed down his stomach, reveling in the way his muscles flexed under her touch. He kissed down her chest, groaning against her skin as she cupped him through his pants. Subconsciously, he rocked into her hand as he his eyes darted to meet hers,

“Now, who’s eager, daddy.” Randy breathed in sharply before letting out a growl that made her shiver as he made quick work of her bra, taking a nipple in his mouth and her brain went fuzzy as he grazed his teeth over her nipple and she bucked into him, a pathetic whimper leaving her lips. He groaned, letting her nipple pop from his mouth, kissing up her chest to her ear as she rolled her hips against him again, making them both groan. 

“Fuck, I need to be in you.” He sucked a bruise right under her ear as she kissed along his neck, leaving her own trail of bruises in her wake, “Well, what are you waiting for..?” She giggled as he moved his hips to start taking his belt off, before she swatted his hand away, undoing it herself and tossing it away. He raised a brow at her but a smirk was plastered on his lips as she made even quicker work of his pants. She swallowed nervously suddenly as she glanced up at him, momentarily realizing who she was with. He cupped her chin and tilted her head slightly, holding her eyes. Somehow that’s all she needed, they were able to communicate like that. She pushed his pants and boxers down in one movement. She ripped her gaze from his blue eyes and she felt her cheeks heat up. 

Holy shit, he was way bigger than she was expecting. The asshole always gloated but she thought it was a bluff, apparently she was wrong. She wrapped her fingers around his dick and slid her fingers up and down it slowly and he let out a shuddering moan. Ola squeaked as he picked her up and pinned her to the mattress again, she shuddered feeling his cock against her thigh. He pressed his lips to hers in a sloppy kiss as he pulled her skirt and panties off, kicking them to the side. She gasped into the kiss as she felt his finger dip into her slit, letting him slide his tongue into her mouth deepening the kiss as he sunk a finger into her. She moaned against his tongue, her whole body was on fire and all she smelt was Randy. Her senses were completely consumed by him as he pressed in a second finger, swallowing all the moans and whimpers she let out against his lips. Ola dug her nails into his shoulder as he curled his fingers before pulling them out and bringing them to his mouth, licking them clean. Her jaw went slack as she watched him, heat pooling in her gut as she watched him and her brain too fuzzy to question it. 

Randy readjusted her legs around him and grabbed his cock, stroking it a few times before meeting Ola’s gaze. She swallowed as she watched precum glisten from the tip already and she flexed her legs, involuntarily, which made him smirk. He lined himself up with her and pressed his forehead to hers, staring into her eyes and making her swallow nervously but she snaked her arms around his neck. He pressed his lips to hers in a hard kiss as he pushed into her, both of them moaning against each other's lips. She whimpered softly, breaking the kiss, and buried her face in his neck, panting softly. She felt like she was being split in two, she’s never felt so full and just consumed before. Randy wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing their bodies impossibly close as he buried himself all the way in her. His brain was so fuzzy, in the good way, and all he could feel and sense was her. Every part of his body burned where she touched and he’d sear this image of Ola in his head forever. He breathed heavily, trying to hold back but he knew already her hips would have bruise marks from his hands. She whimpered against his throat as she clenched around him and his hips twitched, making them both groan. He took that as a good sign, slowly rolling his hips back and into her, setting a steady but hard rhythm. She felt too good, too warm, too, too Ola, he knew he wouldn’t last as long as he wanted them to. Her whining and moans were driving him crazy and there was no way he’d ever forget the sound of them.

Ola buried one hand in his hair and the other dug into his shoulder as they pressed sloppy, messy kisses to each other's lips between every pant and moan while Randy gripped her hips tighter, speeding up his pace, he was already chasing his high. She couldn’t help the broken moan as he hit that spot deep in her that made that fiery knot in her gut tighten even more. His eyes shot open to look at her as he rolled his hips into that spot again, and again while she arched into his body, molding themselves to each other. She clenched down on his cock when he slipped his hand between, rubbing his finger over her clit in time with his thrust, making him bow his head and growl in her ear. That just made her shudder against him before she trailed kisses up his neck, nipping his earlobe,

“Fuck, Ran…..daddy…” she said in a breathy moan and Randy couldn’t help the growl that ripped from his throat, “Oh, shit, princess. I need to feel you come on my cock.” That made Ola let out a high pitched whine as she crashed her lips to his, fighting for dominance as she moaned and she felt that band snap in her gut. Ola’s eyes rolled back as she moaned and clenched, hard, down on Randy’s cock. Randy ate up every single moan, whine and whimper that fell out of Ola as he rolled his hips a few more times, burying himself deep while he held her close and moaned in her ear as he filled her up, rocking his hips slowly until he was done. He slumped slightly to the side as she held him close and a soft giggle left her lips before she kissed his cheek gently. He opened his eyes to look at her and swallowed, fuck she was even more beautiful with a post sex glow to her skin. He smiled at her before pressing a kiss to her shoulder and sitting up off her. He slowly pulled out and they both let out a whimper at the feeling. She shuddered at the loss of the full feeling she had grown accustomed to and slowly tried to sit up but Randy stopped her. 

“Stay there.” He went to the bathroom as she stared at the ceiling, a flush coming over her skin. Had they just done this? Randy and her? She swallowed nervously, what would the consequences of this be? She was knocked out of her thoughts as he came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned both up enough for the night. He pulled the covers back and she crawled under them as he hit the lights and slid in beside her, pulling her close to him on instinct. They lay like that for a moment, listening to each other's breathing.

“Daddy?” She could hear the smirk in his voice and she rolled over to look at his smug face, “So, is that permanent?” She rolled her eyes before she gave him a small smirk and walked her fingers up his chest to cup his cheek, 

“Only if you call me mommy.” She could’ve sworn she saw his pupils dilate before he pressed a hard kiss to her lips again, 

“Deal.”

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Ola’s eyes fluttered open and she winced as her head pounded, damn she hadn’t drank that much in a while. She blinked her eyes rapidly, last night's events crashing into her. Her eyes looked at the form under her and her pulse quickened, seeing a familiar tattoo and smelling and all too familiar cologne. She swallowed nervously as she glanced up and her breath hitched, seeing a sleeping Randy. She felt her cheeks and ears warm up knowing full well what happened last night as she stared at his sleeping form. He looked incredibly handsome, though when didn’t he? But something about him looking this relaxed made her chest pang in a way. Ola absolutely could not have fallen for him, could she? She laid her head back down on his chest, listening to the thump of his heart, she closed her eyes but frowned to herself. What did this mean for them? Of course she lov- no, no. She cared about him, of course she did, they were friends! What would happen now? Ola’s thoughts were spiraling and at some point, had started tracing shapes on his skin. 

Randy opened his eyes, blinking the sleep from them as he glanced down and his eyes widened, watching Ola’s finger trace shapes on his skin. He just stared a moment as what happened last night just hit him. Oh…shit. They had sex. Like actually. He bit his lip, remembering. Fuck. Like hell yes, but this made shit complicated. Well, more complicated. He hadn’t felt this way for anyone before but, his chest tightened anytime he saw her and he didn’t know what to do about it. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the back of her head, making her gasp and stop her tracing. She turned to look up at him and his breath hitched again, fuck she was so beautiful it was insane.

“Uh…how’d you sleep…?” Ola raised a brow at him but smiled, “Really good actually….you?” she shifted so she was more or less laying on him, making him swallow when she brushed against his cock. He was suddenly hyper aware that they were both naked and he could feel every inch of her skin, “Same, probably the best in months.”

Ola tilted her head slightly before she pulled herself up to straddle his hips, his hands moving to rest on her hips. They stared at each other a moment before they both leaned it, pressing their lips together. She snaked her arms around his neck and pressed herself to his chest as they kept kissing. He groaned in his throat when he felt her press close, his hands roaming up her back and back down to grab her ass. She squeaked into their kiss and he slid his tongue into her mouth as she slid a hand into his hair, scratching the back of his head with her nails. They pulled a part panting and she kissed along his jaw and down his neck. Randy groaned, his hands still roaming as she couldn’t help but nip his skin and leave a trail of blooming bruises. They brought a sick satisfaction to her as she leaned back and pressed their foreheads together, breathing together a moment. Was this a good idea? Again? Everything was confusing as she got consumed by his blue eyes. He leaned up and kissed her lips slowly and again, and she whined softly, 

“I need you…” She kissed him again before sitting up and looking down at him. He had to suppress a groan, the morning light bouncing off her skin made her glow, and he kneaded her hips with his hands, “I need you too.” Ola stared at him a moment and bit her lower lip. Why did this feel painfully intimate? Everything felt different from last night. She swallowed as she heard her pulse in her ears as she reached behind her, her fingers wrapping around his cock. She couldn't help the smile as his eyes fluttered a bit as she slowly stroked his cock. She watched his reactions as she experimented with speeds and rotating her wrist. 

Randy couldn’t help bucking his hips up into her hand as she palmed over the head. His eyes fluttered open when her hand left his cock, watching as she slowly, so fucking slowly licked the precum from her palm and fingers. He breathed out through his nose and a growl rose in his chest, “Princess……,” She paused and tilted her head, “We made an agreement last night, don’t tell me you forgot already…?” He blinked and, and in a rare turn of events, his cheeks flushed red which made her smirk. She ran her hand up his chest, marveling in his form before cupping his cheek and leaning forward to his ear, 

“What’s my name now…hm?” He swallowed as she whispered it and he used his thumbs to rub circles on her hips. He didn’t know she was serious last night! She leaned back to look him in the eye, her head slightly tilted. 

“Mommy…” He groaned as he swore he saw her pupils dilate and she pressed a hard kiss to his lips as she leaned back, stroking his cock a few times again. He groaned against her lips. Ola pulled back from his lips and her eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes, “That’s what I thought, daddy.” His brain broke for a minute and he crashed his lips to hers in a hard, possessive kiss. They pulled apart and she raised her hips, positioning herself over his cock, before slowly sinking down on him. They both groaned and he couldn’t help but tighten his hold on her hips. Randy watched her, her eyes closed as she slowly sank down, she was so fucking perfect. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Fuck, she was so warm and tight around him, like he was made specifically for him. 

Ola couldn’t help but close her eyes as she sank down on his cock. Just like last night, she felt like she was being split in half, and honestly she fucking loved it. She let out a mewling sound when she was fully on his cock and he met it with a moan of his own. When she opened her eyes, she placed her hands on his stomach as leverage, rising up and sinking back down with a moan. In this position, she realized how much deeper she could feel him and it made her whimper. After finding her pace, she looked up and met his eyes and felt her chest flush as she met his gaze. It made her want to hide, he’d never looked at her like that, there was something different in his gaze. 

Randy couldn’t take his eyes off her, fuck. He bent his knees, stabilizing them more and taking the opportunity, thrusted up into her which made her gaze flutter. He smirked before he cupped her cheek and pulled her in for another kiss, before sliding his hand down her side and cupping one of her breasts. She couldn’t stop the moan that bubbled from her lips when he used his thumb to circle her nipple. He groaned in his chest since she clamped down on his cock at the same time. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face there, whining as he moved his other hand to her other breast, gently pinching her nipple. Ola moaned against his skin and he groaned, bucking into her faster. She whined in his ear as she nuzzled his skin, “They….fuck..” she dug her nails in to his back as she met his thrusts, “My tits, they’re very sensitive.” She managed to stammer out between moans. He pinched the other on in response to that and groaned when her hips stuttered again, before he trailed his hands to her hips. He noted the bruises there from the night before as he dug his fingers in again and met her pace with his thrusts. Ola moaned against his even as she shakily pushed herself up to look into his eyes and she swallowed audibly. What was that look in those gorgeous eyes? She couldn’t think of it long as he took control of her hips as he bucked into her. He groaned in his chest with each thrust, heat was blooming through his body. What was this feeling, why did sex with her feel so different? So right? He hissed when she clenched around him as he kept hitting that spot in her. They pressed their foreheads together and kissed before she moaned against his lips, “Daddy….I’m so close…” The way she whined it sounded foreign to her, it was so needy but his fingers dug in harder and his hips thrusted deeper in response. Ola clung to him as she felt the hot coil in her stomach get so tight it was unbearable until her vision went white and she moaned into his mouth. Her orgasm surprised her as it hit her, making her clench his cock tightly as he helped her ride through it. 

Randy slammed his lips to hers as he ate up each of her moans while her orgasm took her. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, fuck she was so fucking beautiful, holy shit. He rolled his hips a few more times but how tight she was clamped on his cock was too much, it was like her body wanted to suck him in deeper. A broken moan left his own lips against Ola’s as he buried himself as deep as he could as he spilled himself in her. He slowed his hips and they both slumped down together, panting against each other's skin. He gently brushed her hair from her face as she looked up at him, making them both pause as they met each other’s eyes. We’re hers always such a bright, shining blue? Depending on the light, they turned a beautiful grey. She blinked, biting her lip shyly, as if they didn’t just have sex. He was so good looking, it almost hurt sometimes. She hesitantly brushed her fingers against his cheek and his eyes fluttered before they kissed gently again.

“We should probably shower….Hunter is going to wonder if we’re late for breakfast….” She said softly as she shakily tried to sit up. He couldn’t help a smirk that crept on his face but he nodded, letting silence fill the room. She looked down, gently tracing a shape on his peck, “Want to shower together…?” Randy’s brow shot up, “You don’t have to ask twice.”

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“You guys don’t get it! I don’t know what to do!” Randy ran his hands down his face as Hunter and Batista shook their heads at the younger man. Batista leaned on the table, “Dude, really? Just take her out on an actual date. What’s wrong with that?” Hunter nodded beside him, trying to be the voice of reason in this bar as they waited for Flair and the current topic of the conversation, Ola. “He's right kid, she won’t say no. In fact, she’ll probably be excited.” Randy took a huge swig of his beer and groaned as he sat back. Why the fuck was this so hard??? Nothing had ever happened like this before. But his chest twinged when he looked at Ola. And when other men made her laugh or drew her attention for too long, he started seeing red in his vision. What was happening!? As Batista and Hunter kept giving him encouraging advice, suddenly an arm was flung over his shoulder and the room got a lot louder, Flair had finally made it.

“Why do all of you look so depressed? We’re supposed to be having fun!” A brief run down of the situation was explained by Hunter, without mentioning who the woman was that Randy was falling for. Flair slapped his hand back on Randy’s back, jostling him and drawing his full attention, “Why would you do that? You’re young and hot, there’s no reason to tie yourself down now! Especially, “ He gestured to a crowd of women, “tonight! Live it up!” Randy stared at Flair as Hunter and Batista exchanged looks, knowing this wasn’t going to end well for anyone involved. 

Ola, finally, made it to the bar. Her gear appointment had taken way longer than expected. She wade through the crowd, looking around before she saw two familiar forms at a standing table. She made her way over, raising a brow at the lack of Flair and Randy, “Hey Hunter, Batista. Where are the others…?” She tilted her head slightly when they looked at each other. She felt her stomach drop something was up and she hated it. Everything suddenly felt off as she followed the men’s gaze to the corner and time seemed to slow down.

There he was. Randy.

And no, not just him. Oh no, on his lap was a woman with her tongue down his throat and his hands firmly placed on her ass. She felt a burning sensation creep  up her throat and her eyes were starting to hurt. Why the FUCK, did she think that asshole would change, just after one night. She was just another notch in his fucking belt. She was humiliated thinking she saw something in his eyes this morning. Bull-fucking-shit. Fuck you, Randal Keith Orton. 

Ola slowly turned back, looking at the table as she gnawed at her cheek. She swallowed harshly and steeled herself as she looked up at Batista. “Can I have your room key? I’m putting his things in your room….” She shook her head angrily, “Just knock later and I’ll slide it under the door. I’ll be up.” He didn’t even hesitate and handed her the card. She scrunched her nose as she looked at Randy one more time, “Fucking asshole…” She started to leave before Hunter caught her arm, “Hey….tell me when you get back okay…? So, we know you’re alright.” She only managed a nod before she quickly left the bar and made her way back to the hotel room. 

Ola texted Hunter, as promised, before sliding down the door, the tears finally spilling out. A broken sob left her as she curled up into herself and slammed her fists into the ground. Her dad was right again. He was nothing but trouble and would never change. She should’ve known better. She wiped at her tears but they wouldn’t stop falling, the fucking room reminded her of yesterday and this morning. Maybe she should crash with Batista instead. No, then she’d have to see him. More tears fell and she scrubbed her face angrily, she had even come back and put makeup on after her appointment. For fucking nothing. She slowly stood up on shaky legs and looked around the room, her chest clenching in pain, anger, sadness. Why did she think he cared about her? Of course she was just another hole for him to get his rocks off. He probably taught himself how to make women feel like they were special. She wanted to puke as she looked at the bed, memories flashing through her mind. She growled to herself as she started grabbing his shit and tossing it in his bags, she didn’t give a fuck what was where as long as it was in a bag. She made quick work of everything, including tossing his wet bottles in with his clothes and shut the case. She hauled it to Batista’s room, simply throwing it inside. It was his fucking problem now. He wanted to do this. Fine. She’d be the meanest bitch she needed to be. Just like her dad taught her to be. Ola shut and locked her door before changing and ordering room service, all on Randy’s name, fuck him it was the least he could do. So, she got the most expensive food, and wine, on the menu and ate it while watching some sappy romance movie and crying some more. She was pleasantly buzzed when she heard the knock, she looked at the time, 2 am. Of course. She slid from the bed, grabbing the card before going to the door. 

It was him, with Batista off to the side. Her anger flared back, brighter than before. “Ola, open up…” Randy slurred and she rolled her eyes before sliding the card under the door. “Fuck off. You’re in his room now, you dickhead.” She crossed her arms, glaring at the door in front of her.

“What?? WHy??/ My stuff??” He was pressed to the door, confused on his features while Batista picked up his card. 

“Why?! Oh fuck off, Orton. Your shit is in his room already. There’s nothing here for you.” Her throat was burning as she tried to keep the wobble out of it. Nothing at all for him here. Definitely not her. “But…..what…Why??” Her anger snapped then, probably fueled by the wine, 

“Are you fucking serious? Ask fucking Batista, or Hunter, you no brained, tiny dick fucking asshole. Do NOT talk to me again.” She huffed and turned away from the door, pausing as she finally saw  the shadows leave. Presumably, Batista dragged him away. She stood in the center of the room again and hugged herself, slowly sinking to the floor. She really knew how to choose them huh? Don’t fall for a playboy. And the tears started again. 

Randy, being pulled by Batista, looked at him confused, “Bro, what the fuck happened?” He was hurt, did he have the right to be? He had no idea. He had never heard Ola so pissed, or upset, like that ever before. He had seen her stand-offish but never out right pissed and especially at him. Batista sighed as he opened the door to the room and pushed it open, a smirk that couldn’t stop itself at the sight of Randy’s things. Oh she was actually through with him. He watched as Randy’s jaw tightened in, not anger, but he was clearly upset and didn’t know what was happening but he seemed to be closing into himself.

What. The. Hell. His stuff was a mess. He ran a hand down his face as he pulled his shampoo out and the wet shirt under it. Fucking shit. He grabbed what he could, “I’m going to fucking shower.” He slammed the door and Batista just shook his head as he sat on his bed. 

He tossed his shirt to the floor, before pausing in the mirror. He slid his fingers over the bruises along his collarbone and neck before slowly turning and looking  at the marks on his shoulders. He leaned on the counter and closed his eyes,

“You’re young! Why get tied down” Yeah, Flair was right. He was young, and hot and he had plenty of time. Why when he was making out with that woman did it feel so wrong. He hated it. Nothing was enjoyable. The way she felt. She smelt. How she kissed. How she touched him. Everything was just wrong…….

It wasn’t her. Wasn’t Ola. That’s all he craved. All he wanted. So he had pushed the woman off, apologizing before going back to the table with Batista and Hunter. Drinking to maybe forget the short, blonde and pink woman that was plaguing his every waking….and sleeping thoughts.

Had she seen? Fuck

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For weeks, Ola avoided Randy outside of any in ring or work related functions. She still couldn’t look him in the eye. And god forbid if Stone Cold had a segment with him, everyone thought it was good acting on everyone’s part, in reality, it was lucky he hadn’t maimed Randy when Ola finally told him what happened. Hunter and Batista were understanding about everything, she avoided Flair if she could too, fuck that old bastard. Especially when Batista explained to her what happened that night. She went out a few times with just Hunter or Batista but if he was going to be there she declined. If she was honest, she was trying to figure out how to get out of Evolution. Being friendly to Randy on screen was killing her and she hated it. 

Randy had just successfully defended his belt, so the other slid in the ring to celebrate but Hunter grabbed her arm, she raised a brow at him, “Stay out here.” She was about to protest but he shot her a look and slid in the ring. She furrowed her brow in confusion as Batista shot her his own look. What the hell was happening. Batista scooped Randy up on his shoulders, parading around with him and Hunter was giving Randy a thumbs up. And as if in slow motion, Hunter switched to thumbs down and Randy’s eyes widened, shooting to her briefly as Batista slammed him backwards. She winced and backed up to the barricade as Hunter started to beat on Randy. Then Flair. Then Batista. What the fuck. No one had told her about this. She shrunk down, hopefully being forgotten as Batista and Flair held up Randy while Hunter grabbed the title belt. Then he bashed Randy across the face with said belt and she cringed to herself. He was a bastard, yes, but this….this was ridiculous. Randy crawled up and she hissed between her teeth as she saw the blood running down his face. She wanted to help but what the fuck could she do? She was literally a quarter of the size of one of them. She chewed her lip as Hunter, then Batista beat the shit out of him even more. At this point, he was ragdolling, barely moving. Hunter raised him in a pedigree and she looked away. Seriously, what the fucking hell. She looked back as Hunter started yelling about the belt and held it to Randy’s barely conscious face. Hunter pushed Randy away as his hands were lifted by Batista and Flair, something about being his belt. Ola only heard ringing as her eyes stayed on Randy’s form. The other 3 men left the ring, with the belt and she slowly slid in the ring before scrambling to Randy’s form. She pulled her evolution shirt off, happy she wore a tank under it today and used it to wipe some of the blood from his face as she cupped his cheek,

“Randy….I need you to look at me…”

Randy’s head, well really his whole body was aching after the group attack. What the hell was that about? What had he done? He heard a voice faintly, and something warm on his cheek. His eyes fluttered open, squinted at the light, before his vision cleared, Ola? 

“What….why..?” She shook her head, clearly confused herself. “We have to get you out of the ring and to the back, Randy.” She frowned as he slowly tried to push himself up enough to help get out of the ring. Moving him when he was fully conscious was hard enough but fading in and out wasn’t helping. But, she managed. Getting him to the back was more difficult but they had managed to hobble their way to the back. She set him on an equipment box, panting as she leaned on the box too, “God, you’re a big bastard….” He gave a small smirk but winced. She frowned, “Okay, alright….medical.. Let’s go…” Ola hooked her arm around his waist and heaved him up again. God she was so happy she was strong enough for this, as Randy leaned into her. They slowly made their way to medical, 

“Why are you helping me….? If anyone had a right to attack me, it was you..” her jaw tightened as she pushed open the room to medical, glaring at the guy in there as he ran out of the room quickly. She helped him sit and he winced looking at her, his blood having dripped over her face, neck and cleavage. Why was it kind of hot? He shook his head, not the time for that. She turned and rummaged through the drawers, “Why I helped you? Cause what they did was fucked up Randy. I may be pissed at you, but….” She shook her head angrily, “That was….disgusting.” She glanced at him as he raised a brow at her. She swallowed as she met his eyes, it had been weeks since she had looked him in the face. God damn it, he was so good looking it was criminal. And no one should be that hot with blood running down his face.

Ola swallowed, suddenly nervous. It had been weeks since they had talked, let alone be in the same room together. She turned and grabbed one of the towels that was there and wet it, not looking at him.

“Are we…..,” Randy’s head was killing him but he stared at her as she busied herself with the towel. He knew he didn’t deserve her forgiveness. ,”Can we…talk…? I don’t deserve it, but please?” She paused, before turning to him with the towel. Chewing on her lip, she reached up, gently cleaning his cheek, then sighed as she did, “Sure…yes..” She met his eyes and sucked air in between her teeth. The blood made his eyes look even more blue. 

“That night….nothing happened…nothing besides what you saw..” He cringed when he saw the anger flicker in her eyes, “I only kissed her…I promise..” She frowned as she ran the towel down his neck, not meeting his eyes again,

“You don’t owe me an explanation, Randal. I’m not your girlfriend.” He frowned before gently grabbing her wrist, stopping her, “No…but…” She looked up at him then, brows furrowed in frustration,

“But?” They stared at each other a moment, Randy’s eyes flickering to her lips and she swallowed before flickering her eyes to his and that’s all he needed. He pulled her close, crashing their lips together again and they both groaned together. One of his hands cupped her face and the other went to her hips, pulling her closer while her arms wrapped around his neck. Her head was spinning, was this stupid? Maybe. Definitely actually. Did she care? No, because it felt right and that’s all that mattered to her. Even if she did taste the tang of iron from the blood. She pressed into him more, making him groan and she took the opportunity to take control of the kiss. They pulled apart after a moment, breathing heavily and staring at each other, 

“Is this considered talking?” He couldn’t help but smirk and she shook her head at him, “You’re still a bastard.” Randy bent his head and kissed her again before mumbling, “Your bastard though.” She knew her face flushed pink at that before she cupped his cheeks again, stroking his blood stained cheek,

“You’re lucky that you’re a good looking bastard, that’s what.” He gave her that lopsided, goofy smirk and pressed her close to him in a tight hug. He buried his face in her neck as she stroked his back slowly and she placed a few light kisses on his neck. He slowly pulled back, looking down at her and into her eyes again, before swallowing nervously himself. 

“I love you, you know that, right?” Ola’s eyes went wide as she stared at him, genuine on her face. She wasn’t expecting that in the least. She could see the panic seeping into his gaze and she grabbed his face, pressing a hard kiss to his lips, “Yes, “ She breathed when she pulled away, “You’re a lucky son of a bitch that I do too.”

Little did these two know, Batista and Hunter had planned the attack for weeks. They were sick of these two idiots dancing around how they felt for each other when it was obvious to everyone and their mother. Thankfully, they both knew that Ola would always choose Randy in the end.

[dirtywrestling]

No Strings Attached - Randy Orton (18+)

Commission: @thesimonkshow

Pairing: Randy Orton x Simon

Summary: Things get a little heated between Simon and Randy after the little visit from Rachel, Randy’s wife.

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Cursing, Smut, Cheating/Affairs, Minors DNI

Word Count: 4,765

Parts: One / Two

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Nothing was more awkward than laying wide awake that night on the couch staring at the ceiling and listening to Randy’s wife, Rachel trying to start something.

“Come on, I’m sure he’s asleep.” She whispered, more like talking softly since the room was quiet as it was.

“Rachel, no. Just go to bed.” Randy argued. I heard him rolling over as she huffed. 

“What’s going on? You use to fuck me and hard.” The tone in her voice slightly got higher, annoyingly higher.

“Shh, okay, okay, fine.” Randy snapped. I froze in my spot on the couch that was mere feet away from the bed, hearing suffling. There was no way Randy was going to fuck his wife in front of me. So I thought, it wasn’t until that first moan Rachel released that made me cringe.

That night hasn’t left my head, her cringy moans still echoed in my head as Randy pounded her into the mattress. She eventually left that morning and I did too. I haven’t spoken to Randy since that night. It crushed me, my heart ached and I didn’t know what to do. I knew eventually something was going to happen but him having sex with his wife right in front of me and an hour after having sex with me, I felt used. 

While I worked backstage and saw Randy, I’d immediately worked at a different station so I could avoid him. “Hey Simon.” Looking up in the direction my name was being called, it was Mark. “Hey man, could you restalk the buffet for the wrestlers?” 

“Isn’t that the intern’s job?” I questioned, eyebrows furrowed. I wasn’t in the mood to do something an intern was supposed to be doing.

“He called in today, it’s a quick job please before the wrestlers get hangry.” 

Huffing, I left my job position. I was working on making sure each lens for the cameras were cleaned and not cracked, so I made my way towards the table full of food. Ripping open a plastic holder full of water bottles I started to stalk the cooler with them and diet sodas along with other warm beverages that needed to be cold. “They got you on bitch boy duty, huh?” 

I groaned as I knew that voice. “Leave me alone, I’m working.” I opened up a box of sodas, shoving the warm cans into the cool ice chest. 

“Simon, please. I’ve said I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” Randy exclaimed a little too loudly, making everyone look over at us. Looking back at the people who were staring I gave them a weak smile only to grab Randy by the wrist and drag him away from the catering table. 

“What Randy? What could you possibly fucking want?” I shoved him against the nearest wall a little too roughly as Randy’s back hit up against it, surprised by my actions.

“Simon, please. I didn’t mean for that night to end up like that. I didn’t even know she was coming to visit.” Randy defended himself.

“You fucked her in front of me!” I said through my gritted teeth.

“She was suspecting something, Simon.” Randy explained. “I had to, she wouldn’t stop or worse she would have found out about us.” 

“You hurt me.” I frowned, slouching my shoulders. “You hurt me Randy and you lied to her about me being a wrestler.”

“And look where you’re at, you’re working part time as a crew member and you’re training to be a wrestler!” Randy exclaimed with a proud smile.

“Because you lied! You even lied to Vince about me wanting to be a wrestler and now look where I’m at!” I extended my arms, forcing him to look at my tired eyes with dark circles under them. “I’m tired! This isn’t the life for me, Randy.” 

“Shh, shh.” Randy hushed me, looking around as workers walked back and forth like busy beez getting the show ready for tonight. “Listen, we debut tonight. I need you on  your A game, okay?” Randy cupped his large hand against my cheek. “I’m so proud of you.” He whispered. “Months and months of training and soon you’ll be a full time wrestler. No more dealing with the wires or being forced to stalk the catering table. It’ll just be me and you, okay?”  His voice was softer now and that’s all I wanted to focus on, his sweet voice that was full of promises.

The pad of Randy’s thumb traced over my pouty lips. “I want you to forget backstage for now, I want you to focus on getting ready for tonight.” 

Looking away from Randy’s baby blue eyes I sighed. “Okay.” I mumbled. 

“Great.” Randy perked up, scanning the area real quick before planting a kiss on my lips. 

“I’m still mad at you.” I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, making Randy frown.

As the night went on my anxiety spiked. The closer we got to call time for our match the more my palms became sweaty. I looked at myself in the large body mirror one last time at the gorilla. Randy was in new attire, white, red and gold trunks while I was in the same color but in stretchy pants so I had more ability to move in the ring. I wasn’t built like Randy, so I couldn’t pull off the trunks but I was close.

“I don’t think I can do this.” I was about to walk away, my heart hammering in my chest as my throat was tightening up, it was getting harder to breath and it felt like I was about to puke.

Randy grabbed my bicep as I walked past him to run away. “Hey, hey, hey.” Randy gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him. “You’re fine, you’re alright. Just breathe.” He said calmly, a little too calm. 

“How are you so calm?” I frowned, tears nearly escaping from my eyes. I didn’t want to keep this lie up anymore just to be hidden in the shadows from his wife and us in the closet. 

“I’ve been doing this for years, Simon. I still get nervous.” He grabbed my wrist, placing my hand against his bare chest. I felt his heart thumping fast just like mine was.

“You’re nervous?” I whispered, surprised. The Viper, The Legend Killer, thee Randy Orton still gets nervous?

“Of course I still get nervous..” He tossed his head back in laughter. “It’s another show in a different city.” Randy played with my fingers. “All these months you’ve been training, you’ve been growing.” Randy’s eyes wandered over me. “You look amazing by the way.” His voice was low so no one around us could hear. 

Biting my lip to hide my smile, I looked down at the ground. We even had matching colored shoes on. He wore boots where I wore more athletic running shoes. 

“Simon, Randy. You’re about to go on.” One of the producers said, clipboard in hand with a black headset over his ears. 

Thanking the producer, I exhaled a breath. “Breathe, just breathe. You’re going to do great.” Randy smiled. He let go of my hand as his music blared through the speakers, making me flinch at the loudness. “Come on, you’ll love it.”

Randy was right, I did love it. I thought being behind the camera was my place, but having the camera, lights and crowd focused on me made my anxiety disappear and adrenaline appear in my veins. My heart hammered as Xavier Woods and I were doing a spot in the ring while Randy and Kofi were throwing shots at each other on the outside of the ring, keeping each other busy.

Hitting the ropes, I bounced off and ran towards Xavier, jumping in the air slightly. I connected a cross body to him. Xavier fell with me on top of him, still having a hold of his body. I stood up, pulling him close into a German suplex but not letting him go. Arching my back and digging my toes deep into the mat I pinned him with a bridge. The ref slid next to us and slammed his hand onto the white surface of the mat three times. I was expecting Xavier to kick out and to do a comeback where it made Randy and I lose. 

Shooting up from the pin, Xavier’s tired body laid limp on the mat where I looked around in pure shock. “We won?” I asked the ref as he grabbed onto my wrist, making me stand up on my two feet and raised my hand in victory. Randy ran towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and rushed towards me. 

“You won! You pinned him!” Randy smiled, giving me a hug. He wrapped his sweaty large arms around my slender body. I couldn’t help but to lean into his chest, smelling his scent. “Come on, we gotta go so they can start up the next match.” Randy said, helping me out of the ring. “You know what this means right?” Randy asked as we shook and high fived fans while making our way up the ramp. 

“No, what?” I was confused as I collided with a younger fan’s hand. 

Stopping at the top of the ramp Randy looked at the large Summerslam sign that was lit up. “This means we’re the number one contenders for the tag team championships.” Randy smiled as he raised his arm up and pointed at the sign.

It was that night Randy and I really had our first fight, face to face. My mouth was stuffed full with his cock as it choked me while I sucked him off. We were finally getting back into the groove after what happened with him and his wife months ago. “Fuck, I missed your mouth on me.” Randy hummed, resting his head back on the couch as he ran his fingers through my hair. “Feel so good.” He murmured. I looked up at him the best I could while suckling him. He felt twice as thicker and tastier than the last time. 

It felt like a fever dream, I was back where I belonged. In between Randy’s legs, his throbbing cock down my throat with him telling me how much of a good boy I’ve been. My eyes snapped open as I heard his phone ringing. Randy let out an annoying sigh, picking up the newest model iPhone he had. “I have to take this.” He said after looking at the caller ID. With that he pushed me off, letting his hard cock slide out of my mouth. “Hey baby.” He answered. 

“Hey baby?” I said back in a softer tone with confusion laced in. I sat back on my knees as I watched Randy talk to the woman he’s been cheating on with a smile on his lips. 

“Yeah, you watch the match? Oh you like me in those colors?” He purred, his hand wrapping around his cock that I made hard. I furrowed my eyebrows as he blew me off to talk to her and Randy soon noticed. “Uh, listen baby. I’m in the middle of something. I’ll let you go. I love you.” He then hung up.

“I love you?” I repeated what he said. “You have never said ‘I love you’ to that woman since we’ve started this.” My blood started to boil.

“Simon, look she’s still my wife.” 

“That you cheat on.” I spat back.

“I still have to show I have feelings for her.” Randy furrowed his eyebrows. 

“I have feelings for you, Randy!” I yelled. “Me! I love you, I’m the one spending time with you, not her! I’m the one letting you fuck me whenever you need it! I don’t see her pleasing you!” Tears started to swell up in the corner of my eyes.

“You love me?” Randy arched his eyebrow. “Simon,” Randy scoffed. “I’m a married man, this was more so experimenting.” He confessed. “You really thought I had feelings for you?” He cracked a smile as I stayed silent only to follow up with a laugh. 

Standing up, I hovered over Randy as he was still seated on the sofa, cackling. Balling up my fist, I pulled it back and threw it towards him, connecting to his cheek bone. The tattooed male hissed in pain. “Ouch, Simon! What the fuck!” Randy held his cheek as it already started to swell from the harsh force.

“Fuck you, Randy!” Tears finally spilled down my cheeks. Gathering my things, I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder.

Summerslam was finally upon us. The biggest night for the wrestling company during the summer. “Are you going to talk to me?” A male’s voice asked behind me as I wrapped tape around my wrist. 

“I have nothing to say to you.” I kept focusing on the white tape, wrapping it around and around again until there wasn’t any left on the roll. 

“Look, Simon.” Randy began but the music for us hit. 

“See you out there.” I stepped behind the curtain. As I appeared at the top of the ramp I looked over the sea of people that cheered loudly as I started to walk towards the ring. My heart hammered in my chest as I tried to steady my legs that felt like jelly. Getting inside the ring, I nodded towards the ref and made my way to our side of the corner. Hearing Randy’s theme I looked up towards the entrance. Seeing him walk out confidently taking long strides made me break out in goosebumps. Why did this man have to be so good looking? I shook my head, remembering that I was still mad at him.

The first ten minutes of the match was already feeling like Hell for me. My body ached, my head was split open to where blood was dripping down my face. Whenever we took a small break, all of us laying on the ground after a large spot, Randy would try to see if I was okay. “I’m fine!” I hissed, which made me quickly get up to start the next spot with Aj. 

As I breathed heavily, my stomach hurt with each inhale I took. Being in the middle of the ring, I crawled towards Randy who had his hand stretched out trying to tag himself in. “Come on baby, come on!” Randy chanted.

Omos quickly ran from his corner all the way towards Randy, kicking him in the face. “Randy!” I yelled as he fell from the ring side and a loud thud as he collided with the floor. 

Slowly standing up I looked over at the ref who was checking on Randy. Seeing Omos laughing at me I kicked him in between his legs, knowing he would be too big for me to go one on one with. Omos cried out in pain as he cupped himself through his pants. Hearing Aj behind me, I snapped my head in his direction and gave him an RKO. The ref looked inside the ring to see what all the commotion was and quickly left Randy to slide in as he counted. As the bell rang, I immediately rolled out of the ring, not caring about raising my hand in victory or the titles. Rushing to Randy who was still laying on the outside of the ring. 

“Randy, Randy. Are you okay?” I looked over his face to see if there was any boot print but there was nothing. 

Randy smirked looking up at my worried face. “You care about me.” He teased me. “Did you finish him with a RKO?” He laughed lightly.

Scoffing, I helped him up to his feet. “You scared me.”

“Me scare you? Look at you. Your face is covered in blood.” He frowned. 

Blinking, I brought my hand to my face, wiping away the red liquid that now coats my hand. “It appears so.”

“Come on, let’s get you backstage.” Randy held me close just in case I lost consciousness from the blood loss. “Oh wait. One more thing.” He looked back at the ring and grabbed our red and silver tag team titles. “Now we can go backstage.” As Randy helped me walk up the ramp I waved to my friends and family members that were sitting in the front row. 

“Way to go Simon!” I heard them cheer. A small smile formed on my lips with a blush of embarrassment as we kept moving. 

“Friends seem nice.” Randy pointed out.

I squinted as the trainer flashed a light in my eye. “You have a concussion.” He said as he took off his gloves. “Just make sure you don’t sleep for a few hours, get something to eat. Occupy yourself so you won’t fall asleep. Keep those stitches clean too.” He said tossing his gloves into the trash that was piled up with bloody gauzes from when they cleaned up my busted head. 

“Thanks.” I mumbled, now feeling the aftermath of the stitches. My head was starting to pound and the bright lights weren’t helping my eyes. Standing up Randy was already by my side, matter of fact he didn’t leave the room when I received my stitches. 

“I was thinking we can go out and eat to celebrate?” He suggested as we both walked out of the trainer’s room and down the hall to our locker room. 

“No.” I said, pushing past the door into our locker room, I went straight to my bag and started to unlace my boots. 

“What do you mean ‘no’?” Randy frowned. “Simon, come on. I said I was sorry, we’re a tag team now with the gold.” 

“I mean no, as in no.” I straightened up and furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him. “I have friends and family here supporting me tonight, I’m celebrating with them.” 

“Simon, please.” Randy’s voice sounded sincere. “That night, the way I acted towards you was uncalled for.” 

“Yeah, you think?” I huffed as I kicked off one boot and started with the other. “You hurt my feelings, Randy. I love you- I loved you.” I corrected myself. 

“And I love you!” Randy shouted, making it echo off the white locker room walls and into my ears. There was a pause, swallowing. I finally turned around, looking at him. 

“You love me?” I repeated, not too sure if I heard him correctly.

“Jesus, Simon of course I love you.” Randy said a bit softer this time. “Rachel, that woman, I don’t like who I’ve become when I’m with her.” Randy confessed. “My time with you, nearly two years of us and just us. This has been the most fun I’ve had and people like me now because you’ve made me into a better person.”

“Would explain your mood swings.” I mumbled, recalling a few times Randy had picked up his rudeness again. 

“She’s not the one I want to be with.” Randy stepped forward, grabbing my hand into his larger ones. “I want to be with you, Simon. It’s always been you.” His blue eyes were becoming red and puffy with the lack of sleep and tears now forming in his eyes. 

“You swear?” I whispered, this couldn’t be real. Was this some sort of trick?

“I swear to you. I can barely sleep when you’re not by my side.” The tip of his finger traced over my palm.

“Oh Randy.” I sighed out, throwing myself against him, I wrapped my arms around his neck where he wrapped around my waist, holding me tight. “I love you so much, Randy.” I mumbled against the crook of his neck, nuzzling deeper. 

“I love you too.” Randy sighed happily, his fingers lazily trailing along my hips. “How about we celebrate the proper way?” He purred, his fingers dipping into the hem of my pants. 

“You mean it?” My eyes shined as I looked up at him, it’s been awhile since he’s fully focused on me and only me.

“Yeah, I mean it.” He hummed, pushing my pants down. I kicked off my last boot to the side and helped him get the sticky pants off me. “Look at you, you’re already hard.” Randy chuckled as he grabbed onto my cock and gave it a squeeze. A half breath left my throat as I swallowed my moans. “Nuh- huh. I want to hear you, I crave to hear you.” Randy slowly started to stroke my cock. 

“Please, Randy faster.” I begged as I buckled my hips against his touch. 

“Such a sweet boy, always begging.” Randy applied a tighter grip as he started to pump my cock faster. As my legs wobbled, I leaned forward, resting my forehead against Randy’s shoulder. “Easy.” He laughed at how I became limp from his touch. Randy pulled his hand away from my cock making me whimper. “Shh, sit down.” Randy ordered. 

Sitting my bare ass on the cool wooden bench, Randy knelt down in front of me, eyeing my throbbing erection and heavy balls. “Randy, please.” I squirmed in my seat as I waited for him to touch me. 

“Such a needy thing.” Randy chuckled, as he grabbed my ankles and placed them over his shoulders, exposing me. “Hold on to something.” Randy planted his hands on my waist as he dipped his head in between my legs, he licked softly against my hole. A shuttering moan escaped my lips from the feeling of his wet tongue teasing me. 

“Oh, Randy.” I arched my back, pushing my waist against his face as one of his hands left my waist and spread my cheeks to get a better taste. His tongue lapped small circles around my muscle. Grabbing the back of his head, I pushed him further in between my cheeks. “Randy, please. Fuck me with your tongue.”

A low growl rumbled through Randy’s chest as he dipped the tip of his tongue inside of me, swirling it around inch by inch he forced his tongue a little further. Slurping sounds from the way Randy flicked his tongue made me even harder than before. Feeling Randy’s hot mouth pull away from me, I cursed under my breath only to suck in another, feeling the warm tip of his finger pressing against my hole. “Yes, yes please.” Pushing my hips towards Randy, I tried to get his finger inside of me and skip the teasing but he paused when his phone started to ring.

We both looked where his phone was, resting on top of his duffle bag, the photo of Rachel flashed on his screen, making me frown. Randy looked back at me only to look back at his phone and reach for it. Sitting up, I was about to get up and start packing only to my surprise Randy clicked the decline button, making the ringtone stop and forcing her to voicemail. “I’m all yours tonight, baby.” Randy smiled. “I want my cock buried in your sweet ass.” 

Randy pushed my upper half down onto the bench, forcing me to lay down again. Pushing his trunks down, he stepped out of them and threw one leg over the bench to where the bench was now in between his legs. Randy scooted me closer to him where his large cock rested against my hole. “Fuck, you look so hot.” Randy grabbed his cock and started to stroke it. “My champion.” He purred.

“Wait Randy.” My eyes looked over at the unlock door. My family and friends were somewhere backstage looking for me. “My friends they’re expecting me- oh fuck Randy!” I cried out as Randy pushed his large mushroom tip into my tight ring. 

“Yeah, you want your friends to walk in and find you so stuffed with my cock?” He chuckled, pushing his cock deeper into me. “You better stay quiet or else.” Randy demanded as he pulled his hips back only to slam back into me. My jaw dropped at the intimate feeling we shared. It’s been so long since Randy has been inside of me that it nearly makes me want to come. “Show your friends how much of a cock slut you really are.”

My bottom lip was pinned in between my teeth, biting down harshly so my screams wouldn’t escape. Randy’s thrusts became short and hard with each movement. “Fuck I miss you, I missed this tight ass.” Randy’s fingers dug into the flesh of my ass as his cock pounded faster into me. My body jolted forward slightly with each thrust, the wood nipping at my back from the fast friction being created. My stiff cock jumped with each movement Randy did. 

Wrapping my hand around my cock, I started to stroke it. “Good boy, such a good boy. Play with your cock, you deserve it baby.” Randy praised as he grabbed my legs, tossing them over his shoulders, he tilted his head, kissing my calf. 

“I’m so close.” I moaned, arching my back as I pumped my cock faster, squeezing it tighter. My stomach clenched as my balls ached, growing closer to my orgasm. 

“Come for me baby, don’t hold back. Come for daddy.” Randy’s hips snapped forward in quick movements, not missing a beat. “Come for me baby boy.” Randy encouraged me as his cock swelled inside of me. “I’m right behind you.” His voice gravely with every word. 

Fluttering my eyes shut, I squeezed the tip of my cock and jerked downward, coming back up I squeezed the tip once more and fucked my hips into the tight grip. Stars exploded behind my eyes as I climaxed all over my chest and hand. “Oh god, fuck.” I cried out loudly. 

Randy’s thrusts never stopped as he watched himself disappear and reappear with each movement. “So hot.” He mumbled to himself. The sight of Randy fucking into me must have done it for him because with a harsh snap of his hips, he was deeply inside of me, emptying his spunk. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He moaned. “I can feel your walls spazzing around my cock.” His legs shook as he rode out his high. “Fuck, oh my god.” He gasped for air as he slowly slipped out of me. His creamy ooz pouring out of my fucked hole.

“I need a fucking shower.” I panted as my body went limp on the hard uncomfortable surface of the small bench. 

“Well, let me clean you up.” Randy hummed, kneeling down once again he wrapped his lips around my sticky come covered cock, cleaning me. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” I breathed out, trying to push Randy off of my over sensitive cock. “Randy, fuck my cock.” I whined as he swirled his tongue over my twitching tip. He nearly started to make me hard again if it wasn’t for the loud slam of the door opening making myself and Randy jump.

“R- Randy?” A female voice spoke.

I swallowed hard to see Randy’s wife standing in the doorway, wearing his shirt in support of him during this big night.

“Fuck.” Randy whispered as he quickly grabbed the nearest thing to cover him which was his ring gear. “Rachel, wait listen to me.” He got in front of me to shield my naked body. 

“God! I can’t even look at you!” Tears appeared in her eyes as she left the doorway and down the hall.

“Randy?” I whispered to see him frozen in his spot. “Lets get cleaned up, come on Randy.” I said, going towards the door I shut it and locked it so no one else could come stumbling in. “Come on baby, let’s shower.” 

All these times Randy took care of me, now it was my job to take care of him.

Randy Orton's Masterlist

[hazellapunk]

Daddy Knows Best- Chapter One

Everly Schmitt becomes attached to WWE superstar Cody Rhodes, but her ex-boyfriend becomes a problem when he becomes jealous

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Everly groaned as the sunlight glared through the blinds of her hotel window. She grumbled as she rolled to face away from the offending light, she fully intended on going back to sleep and just as she was about to drift off, her alarm clock rang out.

"Of course." Everly mumbled and drug herself out of bed. As much as she loved her job, she hated the early mornings. She sleepily brushed her teeth and changed into some shorts and a tank top, she pulled her hair back into a sloppy bun before heading out the door. Everly jogged down the staircase as a crowd of drunken patrons crowded the elevators, she headed straight to the hotel's gym where she could see some of her co-workers had already gathered. Just as Everly had started running on the tread mill, her best friend Justin hopped on the one beside her and smiled brightly at her.

"Morning Evie," Justin greeted. "You look beautiful as always."

"Good morning Justin," Everly greeted back continuing her pace. "Have you been here long?"

Justin ran at slower pace than Everly, jogging beside her.

"Not really, I didn't want to start any intense work outs without you." Justin winked.

Everly rolled her eyes and glanced about the room. Heath, Drew, and Jinder were messing around in a corner, playing air guitar and doing hair flips beside an annoyed John Cena. In the middle of the gym was Cody and Dustin Rhodes both working up a sweat. Everly admired the way Cody's chest rose and fell heavily as he lifted.

"Everly." This voice did not belong to Justin and when Macy turned, she could see that Justin had stopped his machine in order to stare down the person behind them. Everly quickly slowed her treadmill to a stop and turned to face the mystery person.

"Randy." Everly gasped out. She knew she'd run into him again, he worked with her after all, yet she hadn't prepared herself. After they'd broken up, she'd taken a year long leave to focus on herself, and upon her return, she'd heard rumours that Randy hadn't quite gotten over her.

"You look amazing," Randy stated. "It's been a long time."

"Not long enough." Everly retorted, stepping off of the treadmill and making to leave. Randy grabbed her by her upper arm and turned her to face him. "I just want to talk-"

"Get off her Randy," Justin stepped up beside the two. "She obviously doesn't wanna talk."

Randy glanced from Justin to Everly seemingly amused by his attempt to protect her. He scoffed and turned to Everly once again. "You dating Justin now? Got him as a personal bodyguard?"

It was Everly's turn to scoff as she tried to shrug out of his hand. "That's none of your business Randy."

"Hey!" Another voice broke out and Everly snapped her head to see each Cody and Dustin standing before her and Randy.

"Stand down dogs." Randy snapped. Cody smirked and took a step forward.

"I bet Hunter wouldn't like to hear his favourite little soldier is misbehaving."

Dustin stepped forward as well. "Of course, if the young lady prefers, we can skip Hunter and set about punishing you ourselves."

Everly's eyes were large, round disks as she watched the three men. Dustin was a lot more intimidating outside of his makeup. Randy stood as still as a statue for many minutes, the corner of his lips twitching as he finally let Everly go.

"We'll talk later." Randy murmured and walked out of the room. Cody watched as Randy left the gym and kept his eyes on the door for a few seconds longer before he turned his attention back to Everly.

"Are you okay?" Everly nodded.

"Yeah, we just... Had a misunderstanding."

"Big one from what we saw." Dustin chimed in. He turned on his heels and strutted back to their spot in the middle of the gym and resumed his workout.

Cody awkwardly extended his hand to Everly. "I haven't gotten to formally meet you, I'm Cody. I'm sorry for Randy's behavior... He has always had an anger issue."

Everly shook Cody's hand, noting how soft yet strong it was. "Everly.... Everly Schmitt."

"I'm Justin," Justin intercepted. "Gabriel... Everly's friend."

Cody clicked his tongue and shook Justin's hand. "We've met." He once again turned back to Everly. "I hope to see you around more Everly, and if Randy gives you anymore trouble... You can call me."

Cody produced a small card from his shorts and pressed it into Everly's hand and walked back to his brother. Everly examined the wrinkled card that had his name and number scribbled on it. She wondered when he had written this and if she had even been it's intended target to begin with.

"Earth to Evie," Justin waved a hand in her face and sighed. "I don't know why you bother with people like him, he's basically a Walmart version of Randy."

Everly tilted her head and stared at Justin in confusion. "Why are you like this?"

[sleepy-achilles]

I love these lil tik tok trends. Especially when I can use all my tough guys.

Drew x Leon

John x Randy

Leon x Mattie (I'm so excited to write about their relationship btw)

Shawn x Taker

[smolwritingchick]

Forced To Believe Chapter 19- Do You Know Who I Am!?

Chapter Summary: Morgan opens up her eyes and begins to speak up. Having enough she confronts The Authority

Words: 4,000+

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'Raw'

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the COO of the WWE, Triple H!" Justin announced as The Shield stood guard in the ring. Morgan exhaled as she had her title around her waist while she stood in between Roman and Seth.

"I would like to introduce to you...the face of a company. The WWE champion, the Viper, Randy Orton!" Triple H announced.

'I hear voices in my head'

Orton walks out with his title as Morgan watches him in disgust. Why the heck does he need a grand introduction? 

Orton walks into the ring while she turns around, shaking her head at him.

Triple H decided to call her out. "Uh, Morgan are you all right? You're making all these faces. Care to explain why?"

She gives him a fake smile. "No reason. Face exercises. Just warming up." She replied as the camera caught her words.

"Let me remind you that you are one of my henchmen and top divas here. Don't get on my bad side and screw that up."

She smirked at his comment. "Oh don't worry, I won't."

"Good."

She turned back around to face the stage and rolled her eyes. "Asshole..." She mumbled as some fans watched her say that and laugh.

"Morgan." Triple H called out again as she sighed and turned around.

"What now?"

"I've seen the looks you've been giving the face of this company. Don't ever do that again. Do not ever look at this face of the WWE in disgust again. I don't know if you're in a bad mood or if it's that time of the month-" he was cut off by Morgan who gets handed a mic by a producer.

"Um, I can look at who I want to look at. Any way and any facial expression. You can't force me to look a certain way." she declared.

There is a dramatic pause while the crowd cheers at her statement. 

Triple H slowly put the mic to his lips. "...Did you just interrupt me?"

'Yes! Yes! Yes!' The crowd chants 

She mocked his actions by putting the mic to her lips. "...Yeah. Problem?" 

Triple H chuckled to himself and decided to ignore the disrespect for now. 

"Good." She dropped the mic and turned back around as she crossed her arms.

Triple H motions for Orton to do his promo. It was the same stuff over and over again. He did not deserve that title. Daniel worked so hard for it. They started talking about how Daniel could be the cruiserweight champion and how he would never be WWE champion. And also how Doink the Clown was never WWE champion because it would be Bad for Business. 

After a few moments of them bashing him, Daniel Bryan comes out on the stage and he gets a loud, warm welcome from the crowd. 

"Wow you guys made a lot of really good points and I am thrilled to be compared to Doink the Clown. The only clowns I see are the two standing in the ring right now. And I understand that you want me to give up my championship match against Orton at Night of Champions, so will I? I think the answer to that question is the same answer to Is Randy Orton more masculine than Stephanie McMahon?"

Morgan was enjoying watching Orton get fed up as Daniel chanted "No! No! No!"

"How many times do you have to get punched in the face, kicked in the face, Triple powerbombed, or RKOed, before you realize, Daniel Bryan, that there's not a chance in hell that you could win this fight," Orton exclaimed

"I was told in my entire career that I can't do something. I was told I can't do any better than wrestling in high school gyms, I was told I can't get into the WWE. And when I got here I was told I couldn't be a top guy because all I was, was a good little hand. And all those things they told me I could do made me the man I am today. I love to fight, I loved scrapping and crawling to get to the top. You will never understand that because you were handed everything!" Bryan went on.

"So true..." Morgan mumbled. 

He was handed the title because of Triple H's help. Bryan was fired up at

SummerSlam and would have won if Triple H had not gotten involved.

"So, do I think I can beat you for the WWE championship? No, I know I can beat you for the WWE championship," Bryan continued. "And Randy, deep down, you know it too, and so do you Hunter, otherwise you wouldn't have three men beat me down, or a woman kick me in the face, you would just let me and Randy wrestle one on one. But you guys know, what everybody else here knows, Randy may have the genetics to be a champion but Randy you don't have the heart of a champion. And you may walk around here like a big dog but you're nothing but Triple H's little-­"

"Hold on hold on hold on." Triple H cut him off. "Before you get carried away here angry little man... why you so angry? You look so grumpy. Little grumpy old troll. Let me tell you something Daniel, you shouldn't be angry at us, there is one guy you should be angry at. An angry guy who is 7 foot tall and he happens to stand by even though he has an iron contract, each and every week, he stands by with a tear running down his cheek while you get beaten and beaten and beaten. Your anger should be to the Big Show. So, I'm gonna let you take your anger out on the Big Show tonight Bryan. Because in tonight's main event, it will be Daniel Bryan, one on one with the 7 foot, 500 pound, Big Show." he ended the segment as his theme came on.

"Things keep getting worse and worse for Bryan." Cole said.

"He brought a lot of this on himself, Michael," King replied.

Fans tweet:

'Haha, Morgan cut Triple H off #Problem?'

'Kind of think I saw Morgan rebelling a little. #IsSheWakingUp?

'She's waking up. Praise the heavens! #Raw'

'Still not enough to prove to me that she is still the old Morgan. She better do something better than that.'

'I want to see more of Morgan before I believe she is back.'

Later, Morgan tweets 'Heyman better upgrade his insurance #PunkIsGonnaGetYou' after watching Punk's promo.

'Backstage'

Morgan was walking but then Maddox walked up to her with a smirk. 

"Good evening Morgan. Shouldn't you be working for Hunter? Oh right, you are. Well, he said to get me some coffee." Brad said. She stared at him before laughing a little. Maddox laughed with her and smiled. "Chop chop."

Morgan's face turns serious as she glares at him. 

"...You have ten seconds to get the hell out of my face before I break your face." She threatened as Maddox's eyes widened. 

He was surprised at her mood change. Wasn't she just losing her touch? What did he miss? She was just vulnerable last week! 

"Nine...eight... seven...six..." She counted down as Maddox quickly turned around but bumped into Ambrose.

"Is there a problem?" Dean asked while Maddox averted his eyes from him. 

Brad cleared his throat and adjusted himself. "N-­no problem, M­-mister Ambrose."

"Then why are you ordering her like she's a servant? You think I'm just gonna stand there and do nothing?"

"S-sorry." Maddox turned around back to Morgan and he stepped to the side but Morgan stepped to the side as well, blocking his way. 

She shook her head and made a humming noise, meaning that he wasn't going anywhere

"You want me to hurt him?" Ambrose growled as she responded by shaking her head.

"It's nice to see you again B...long time no talk. We had some interesting moments together didn't we, B-man?" She said with a crazed grin, tilting her head to the side.

Maddox was now scared out of his mind. He just wanted to leave but he knew there was no way out. Note to self, do not order Morgan around, she will find a way to turn things around quickly. 

"Y­-yeah we did." He managed to say.

"Right-a-roony!" She said kneeing Maddox in the stomach, making him kneel and cough. 

"You're crazy. I'm the GM of Raw." Maddox said in a strained voice as she kneeled and grabbed his chin.

"I'm the GM of Raw." She mocked his voice. "Does it look like I care?"

"And we sure as hell don't work for you either," Ambrose added.

"And what are you gonna do about it? Nothing. Now...if you ever talk to me like that again I will hurt you. Do you understand me?" she sternly declared. Maddox quickly nodded. He didn't want to feel any more pain from her. "Good." She stood up. 

Ambrose put an arm around her and smirked at Maddox before they walked away together.

Fans tweet:

'Kneeing the GM? She's getting there. Not enough though! #IWantMoreOfMorgan'

'Getting convinced! I hope she does something else tonight, Something big. #IsMorganBack?'

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'In The Ring'

AJ and Morgan were on commentary to watch Natalya, Naomi and Brie wrestle to be the number 1 contender for Morgan's title. Eva, Nikki, Jojo and Cameron are at ringside cheering them on. 

"We got Morgan here! So, what's been going on with you lately?" King asked.

"Chilling like a villain and watching this match to see who is worthy of my title," Morgan replied.

"Me! Hi there." AJ waved at her while she was sitting next to her.

"I see that...anyway, the match is supposed to be a triple threat match for now. I don't know if the witch changed it or not..."

"The witch?" King asked.

"Stephanie," Morgan replied.

"You sure you should be calling the Billion Dollar Princess a witch?" Cole asked

"Does it look like I care? If she wants to slap me or put me in some handicap match, I'll deal with it. I'm not gonna be an ass kisser and praise her and pretend I like the chick." she answered in a blunt tone.

"I guess not..."

"That mouth is gonna get you places. Morgan is just a great champion. Someone who should be facing me and only me. Not be in a triple threat match..." AJ said.

"Some say you were jealous of not being on Total Divas," Cole recalled.

"They want to be actresses, it's disgusting," AJ complained. "Natalya is as boring as watching paint dry. No one deserves that title shot, I do!"

"Calm down..." Morgan said as Naomi pinned Natalya after doing her signature move.

"Where's she going?" Cole asked as AJ removed her headset and broke up the pin. 

The ref calls for the bell.

"I knew this was gonna happen...I knew it...this is ridiculous, the same crap every freaking time!" Morgan grumbled as she threw off her headset.

In the ring, AJ starts unloading on Naomi as she yells at them, "None of you deserve the divas championship! None of you do!"

But then Brie runs in and hits her down to the mat as Naomi, Natalya and Brie start to jump her. 

"The diva meltdown!" King exclaimed as Morgan looked annoyed.

After they are done, Brie, Naomi and Natalya leave the ring, leaving AJ hurt. Morgan grabs a mic and gets in the ring. She glances at AJ's beaten down body, before bringing her attention to all the Total Divas who are on the ramp.

"Wait, wait wait...all of you hold on. I'm sorry, but I need to speak my mind about what I just saw." Morgan spoke as the crowd cheered her. "...What...was that...? What...the heck...was that?"

"This was trash! I came out here to watch a match and to see if you were worthy of this." she pointed at her championship on her shoulder. "But after what I saw? This...cheap one minute match? I can't even call it a match, so I'll call it...a waste of time. A waste of TV time for that matter. Even the NXT diva matches are so much better than this. How do you expect me to think any of you deserve this? Better yet take you seriously. I mean, come on, you can do better than that. I know that you did not train all these years to do this trash that you just did on national television."

The Total Divas start getting angry at her statement.

Brie started yelling at Morgan. "You think you're the best diva here because you got the title! Shut up!"

"I'm not done, shut your mouth and wipe the cheap lipstick off your face!" The Philly Diva snapped as the crowd's cheers got louder. Brie had some lipstick smeared over her cheek while she was in the match. 

Brie was angry and wasn't going to take that. She is about to run into the ring but gets grabbed by the divas. 

"Brie that is not a good idea because you're only gonna get your ass kicked by me again. I did it on Raw after SummerSlam and I'll do it again. Try me." Morgan sat on the middle rope for her to get on the ring.

"Let's see it happen! Fight!" JBL encouraged

Moments later, Brie doesn't get in the ring and Morgan gets off the rope. 

"Typical...all talk but no action. All you divas do that and it makes me wonder if AJ's words were right. Now...back to my point...Ever since I've been out of the ring, these diva matches have been going south. Winning by distractions...cheap shots...DQs...typical twin magic...that is not wrestling to me. So after what I saw tonight, it's very safe to say that I am the only Total Diva who makes diva matches interesting. I know it, the crowd knows it, my boys know it, the commentators know it, and everyone back in that locker room knows it and knows it good!" 

"Now, most of this is AJ's fault because she interfered so..." she dropped her title and the mic. She then picked up AJ to hit her with the backfire. 

She picked the mic back up and spoke, "I don't care who I have to face, but just be prepared for a real wrestling match." she flipped up the mic as it spun in the air and onto the floor as her theme came on.

Picking up her title, she raised it in the air.

"Wow, what a statement!" King exclaimed

"Morgan is really speaking her mind tonight. This Raw could turn chaotic if she keeps it up." Cole said as they went to the commercials.

Morgan tweets three times, 'Week after week I prove myself to my fans, critics, coworkers, bosses, and myself. #ImNoPushOverSweetie'

'I'm getting tired of AJ getting in the matches. Next time she does it again, I'm ripping the hair out of her crazy head. #Raw'

'People need to be put in their place. Even the good guys. #OneAtATime'

'Backstage'

After Melanie's segment, she goes to catering. "Awesome promo girl!" Brie praised

"Thanks."

"You look tired." Nikki looked concerned.

Melanie was a little tired. She was running around all night doing segments and practicing her promos, thinking of what to say. The part she needed to get used to was being onscreen with no script. She was usually just told the scene and what creative would want out of her actions. 

"I'll get used to it. I guess it's because of the new gimmick and all. I have a segment with Stephanie later on tonight, so for now I'm chilling." Melanie replied

"Ooh, sounds interesting." Eva Marie commented 

Colby walked over to the girls to greet them and praised Melanie for her promo. He grabbed two Cokes from the vending machine but shook one up while Melanie was preoccupied with her conversation with the divas. He sat next to her and gave her the shaken up soda. 

"Thanks." she grabbed the soda but ultimately felt bubbles flying everywhere inside the can. She looked around. "Hey, is that Joe calling you?"

"Where?" Colby looked away as she switched the cans. Seconds later he looked back. "I don't think so."

"Guess it was someone else." 

Melanie and Colby open their cans but then Colby gets splashed by soda as the divas laugh.

"Ooh, that doesn't look so good," she says with an amused smile.

"What the hell?" Colby exclaimed as he grabbed some napkins in front of him.

Melanie patted his shoulder. "Nice try. But I know the difference between a shaken up can of soda and a regular can of soda. But here's a regular Coke." she gives him a bottle of coke from her gym bag but when he opens it, the drink starts overflowing like a volcano and Melanie starts laughing.

"Very funny...I should have known..." Colby huffed, fully drenched in soda.

"Haha, I put Mentos in it. Snooze you lose. Think of some better plans."

'In Stephanie's Office'

Morgan walks into Stephanie's office as the crowd gives her a loud reception. 

"What do you want?" Morgan bluntly asked.

"I don't like that tone," Stephanie said sternly, wanting her to stop with the attitude.

"And I don't like your tone either. Now we're even. Now what is it?"

"Since you can't seem to control that little attitude of yours, I'm making your title match a five way match. You versus AJ, Naomi, Natalya, and Brie at Night of Champions."

"Typical..." she shook her head as the crowd boos Stephanie.

"No, just think of it as...a punishment since you aren't cooperating with what's best for business. Just know that you are going to be in a fight for your life. You better hope you succeed in your title match."

"Whatever you say, Stephanie. You're the one who's going to be salty when I win the damn match..."

Morgan tweets 'Opportunity handed to you or not, I'll make you divas cry as I make you tap out. #CryMeARiver.'

'Reciting JT's song? Wow...You'll be the one crying once you lose that championship of yours.' Brie replies.

'I earned everything. I wasn't handed anything in life. And I will make sure I earn more things, unlike you. #YouSuckedUp #OpportunitiesHanded'

AJ tweets 'In a match with my good friend WWEMorgan101! Wow, I cannot wait to face you for the title! You and I are gonna rock this match!'

'Cut the crap...' Morgan replies to AJ. 

Kaitlyn retweets and favorites her comment to AJ.

Kaitlyn tweets to AJ 'You just got backfired by Morgan and you're still sucking up? Wow...'

'No one asked you!' AJ replies.

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'In The Ring'

During Big Show's match against Daniel Bryan, Big Show was getting ready to punch Daniel. 

"Knock him out, Big Show." JBL said.

"No..." King retorted. As soon as Big Show gets a leg over the ropes, about to leave the ring instead of finishing the match, Triple H's theme comes on. Morgan slowly walked down the ramp while her teammates speed walked down with Triple H following. "Oh no."

"Show...get back in that ring and finish it." Triple H ordered.

Morgan stopped walking and stood in the middle of the ramp while The Shield and Triple H were at the end, looking at Big Show. She began to look at Big Show with empathy. He didn't deserve this.

"No..." Big Show got out of the ring and stood up to the COO.

"Did you not hear what I said? Get back in that ring and finish it." Triple H repeated.

"No." Big Show walked past him and started walking up the ramp but then Dean, Roman and Seth slid in the ring and started attacking Daniel. Big Show quickly gets in the ring as The Shield regroup.

"Hey! Don't make me do this." Triple H said to Show as he got in the ring and stood up to him. Morgan gets in the ring and stands next to The Shield. "Think about your family, do what's right for you. Back up and step back. Do not make me do this, Paul you know I don't want to do this."

It was the same stuff over and over again. Triple H would put Big Show's family into the situation, knowing that it would make him vulnerable. She hated the feeling of being weak and helpless. It wasn't right. 

The Shield hit the triple powerbomb on Daniel while Big Show started to cry.

"Dammit..." Show wept in frustration. 

Morgan wished he would step up. She really wanted him to knock Triple H out one day. He was just asking for it.

"Show, turn around and look at me. Turn around! Let me tell you what you're gonna do. You're gonna ball up that big fist and you're gonna do what I tell you for your family. Show...ball it up real tight and knock Daniel Bryan out." Triple H ordered. 

'No! No! No!' The crowd chanted.

"Don't do it, please don't do it," Morgan mumbled as she looked at Show with worry while Roman picked up Bryan.

She started to smile when Big Show yelled "No!" to Triple H and exited the ring. 

"Leave me alone! Just leave me alone!" Big Show pleaded as he started walking up the ramp. 

Morgan couldn't take much more of this. She was truly repulsed at this abuse of power. She knew she was going to break soon. It was only a matter of time. 

Moments later, Stephanie's theme comes on and she walks out to use her charm to make him punch Daniel. To much of Morgan's disappointment, The Big Show starts walking back to the ring as Roman has Daniel in his arms, ready for Show to strike.

"Now, ball up that fist and knock out Daniel Bryan." Triple H ordered. 

Big Show looked at Morgan as she gave him a sad look. He looked up at the ceiling and then back at her.

"I'm sorry." he balled up his fist. 

Morgan looked away as he punched Bryan. Triple H started to smirk while Stephanie told Big Show that he did the right thing. 

Morgan shakes her head slightly at the Big Show. 

'I guess I have to...' She thought as she heard 'I hear voices in my head' around the arena. 

Orton walked out slowly with his title as Big Show, Stephanie, Triple H and The Shield stand on the ramp. They thought Morgan was going to do some last minute damage with Orton on Bryan so they didn't question her. 

As Morgan stayed in the ring, she looked at Daniel's knocked out body with her hands on her hips. Orton slid into the ring and glanced at her and then at Daniel. Orton looked like he was about to punt him but she blocked his way, shaking her head at him as the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Uh oh," JBL said as Orton looked at her in shock.

"What are you doing?" Orton questioned.

"He's already out! Give it a freaking rest!" Morgan exclaimed.

"Are you yelling at me!?"

"Don't treat me like some servant! I'm one of your friends! And don't treat me like I'm beneath you either! We've been doing a lot of stuff together, and it was mostly because of The Shield. Now you're gonna let them do your dirty work?! What happened to you? We've been through hell and back and now you want to treat me like this? Who the hell are you? I don't even know you anymore!"

"This is getting intense," Cole said.

"What is going on?" Stephanie asked her husband as they watched Orton and Morgan argue.

The Shield knew what was about to happen and decided to just watch instead of getting involved. They knew Morgan would want that. 

"Get out of the way." Orton ordered but Morgan stood her ground.

"Make me." she challenged

Orton started to look frustrated. "Would you get out of my way!?" He yelled in her face.

"How about you make me? I dare you."

Orton was about to push her out of the way but she slapped his hands away as the crowd erupted in cheers once more. 

"Do not! Touch me!" She sternly said as they got in each other's faces.

"Get out of my damn way!"

"Get out of my damn face!"

Triple H and Stephanie start to look alert at the situation as they glance at each other with worry.

"Things may get a little physical. What is going to happen?" Cole exclaimed. 

'Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!' The crowd encouraged.

"What is going on?!" Triple H shouted.

The roster who stood on the stage watched on with intensity. They really wanted some action. Especially if it was against Orton. But will they get it? They had their doubts. 

"She's about to blow," Rollins mumbled to Dean and Roman as they agreed

"Morgan," Orton called out in a stern tone. "Get out of the ring. Now."

She looked at him in disappointment and sighed. 

"Fine..." She backed off as the crowd became disappointed in her actions. She turned around and was about to leave the ring but stopped.

"Is she having second thoughts?" JBL asked

"It's the moment of truth." Cole pointed out.

She quickly turned back around and kicked Randy in the balls as the crowd popped and chanted 'Yes! Yes! Yes!'

King screamed in a high pitched voice as he watched what had just transpired. 

"She just low blowed the face of the company!" JBL yelled.

Orton falls down and holds his lower area in pain as Triple H and Stephanie's eyes widen. 

Triple H started to have a fit. "What the hell is she doing!? WHAT is she doing!? She just low blowed the face of the company! What is the meaning of this!?" He hollered.

The Shield smirk to themselves while The Big Show was grateful for what Morgan did. Even the roster was mentally happy that Morgan did what she did. 

She ran her fingers through her hair and glared at Orton as she took in everything that she had just done. 

"All that anger built inside is finally coming out tonight," JBL looked on.

Once the crowd stopped chanting, she began to blow. "You asshole! Who do you think you are talking to me like that!? Do you think you can order me around like some dog?! I don't think so, pal! Do you know who I am!? Do you know who you're dealing with here!?" Morgan screamed in frustration.

"I have never seen Morgan this angry before in my life. Her face is getting red by the minute." Cole yelled.

"I am the Diva's Champion! I am The Shield's girl! I am Morgan Lopez!" She yelled as Orton started to recover.

Triple H and Stephanie look on in disbelief. They could not believe what they were seeing. They were too stunned to even give orders to Big Show or The Shield to calm her down and take her out of the ring.

"Who are you to order me around, acting like some big shot!? Oh, I'm Randy Orton, The WWE champion. The so called face of the WWE." She mocked. "Well listen up pretty boy! Morgan says she just kicked you in the balls and it felt great! And I don't give a damn if you're the face of the company!"

Orton grabbed the ropes as he stood up. He started to mumble threats towards her, as his anger quickened. His temper was short. Very short.

"Morgan needs to get out of there," Cole warned.

"Oh, you want to hit me? You think I'm scared of you? You think you're the best? An A plus? You can't back anything up! You need someone to fight your battles, huh?" Morgan yelled but then Orton grabbed her by the neck. 

She managed to knee him in the midsection and hit him the backfire as the crowd went wild. The crowd starts chanting 'Yes' all over the arena. Morgan stared at his laid out body while she was on her knees. The Diva's Champion realized what she had just done and began to smirk. She stood up as the crowd chanted her name. 

"Let's go!" She yelled at the crowd, while Triple H was seething and Stephanie and The Shield tried to calm him down.

"We will handle it. We will. Just not tonight. Let her have her fun, for now. She is going to regret it later. Won't she boys?" Stephanie turned to The Shield, mostly Ambrose.

Ambrose faked a plotting smirk as he watched his girlfriend taunt the crowd while her theme came on. 

Morgan looked at The Authority and grinned. She started brushing her hands, proud of a job well done, and got out of the ring. After tagging some hands, she left through the crowd.

"It's official. Morgan is back." King happily said.

"Yeah but what will the Authority do, and The Shield? This is going to be a mess." JBL sighed at the mess Morgan had made.

"All that matters is that Morgan knows what she is doing now," Cole said.

Morgan tweets 'Should have done that a long time ago. Sorry for the wait. #ThatFeltGood #DidThatHurtRandy?'

Fans tweet:

'Yes! Finally! Oh my gosh she finally did it! #AboutFreakingTime'

'#MorganDropsTheViper That low blow was priceless. You tell them how it is Morgan! Represent!'

'She woke up big time. #TheSellOutPillIsGone #ShesBaaaaccckk'

'All that anger finally came out. Orton deserved it. I hope he finally gets the message. Morgan will put people in their place one step at a time.'

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#ImNoPushOverSweetie

#Problem?

#IsSheWakingUp?

#PunkIsGonnaGetYou

#IsMorganBack?

#IWantMoreOfMorgan#OneAtATime

#CryMeARiver

#YouSuckedUp

#OpportunitiesHanded

#ThatFeltGood

#AboutFreakingTime

#MorganDropsTheViper

#TheSellOutPillIsGone

#ShesBaaaaccckk

#DidThatHurtRandy

[mamirhodessxox]

Randy just came on i’m gonna fucking bust

[majesticwren]

got an idea rattling in my brain from a while now

it's a SHIELD werewolf!AU x sorceress!OFC, it's going to be very poly, and it might have a vampire!Randy Orton guest star (not-so-guest-but-very-star - c'mon, look at him, perfect for the role)

it has some plot ✨ shit load of smut ✨ and not a specific direction👀

and i think that despite everything I'm gonna try write it to get it out my head

[evalolxo]

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