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shes2real · 11 days

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DILF ♡

Featuring 🌷: randy orton + female!reader

Warning ☁️: unprotected p in v, breeding kink, actual breeding, pregnancy mentions, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, praise kink, daddy kink if you blink, creampie, 18+ Minors, please don’t interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word count 🌷: 1.5k

Scenario ☁️: Seeing how much Randy loves his children, you’re ready to give him another.

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As the gentle breeze swirled around the backyard, your daughter happily presented her father with the dainty princess-themed tea cup, filled with imaginary tea. "This is for you, daddy," she declared, her voice filled with excitement.

Grinning from ear to ear, your husband, Randy accepted the gift with exaggerated enthusiasm. It was his first weekend off in weeks, and even though he was known as the viper at work, genuinely he was a gentle giant who’d give the world to his family.

The backyard was transformed into a scene straight out of a storybook, with knick-knacks scattered around, juices, and a tea party in full swing. Your daughter, dressed in her princess attire, had insisted that everyone dress up for the occasion. Even your son, in his miniature tuxedo onesie, looked the part of a young prince. As the hostess, your daughter took her role seriously, instructing everyone to raise their pinkies with manners. When she noticed her daddy struggling, she let out a sigh, rolling her eyes.

“Noo! Like this," she instructed, guiding his pinkie into the correct position with a firm tiny hand.

"My apologies, princess.” He replied, his tone mockingly solemn as he attempted to mimic his daughter's etiquette, barely suppressing a chuckle.

Watching the scene unfold before you, your heart swelled with love. The bond shared between your children and your husband made all the challenges of life worthwhile. You knew that your family was ready for the next chapter, and the idea of welcoming another baby filled you with excitement and anticipation.

As the Sunday sun began to set, your family left the backyard behind and went inside of the house for dinner. As you busied yourself with tidying up after dinner, your mind drifted to thoughts of expanding your family, of bringing another little one into the world. It was a dream you had since you were a little girl, creating a large family. Randy could sense the shift in your mood,

"Hey, beautiful, you alright?" he murmured, wrapping his arms around you from behind, you leaned into his embrace, "Just thinking," you replied softly.

"About us, about our family... about maybe adding another little one to the mix."

His lips brushed against your temple in a tender kiss, his embrace tightening ever so slightly. "Is that really what you want, baby?” You nodded before he kissed your lips and headed into the living room. You all settled onto the plush sofa, ready to indulge in a Disney movie. After a very chaotic bath time and a quick change into their pajamas—your daughter sporting her favorite princess-themed set and your son snug in a baby shark set—everyone cozied up under a blanket.

As the evening wore on, the excitement of the day caught up with your children, the soft snores and heavy breathing signaled that they had succumbed to sleep. Your daughter, with her curls tumbling around her face, laying nestled against your side, while your son, his tiny fingers curled around Randy's hand, snuggled close to his chest. Exchanging a tender glance with your husband, "They’re so cute," you murmured, a contented smile playing at the corners of your lips.

He nodded, his arm draped around your shoulder. "Yeah, they are," he replied, "We did a damn good job."

Tonight felt like the perfect moment to start expanding your family with Randy, especially with the realization that you were currently ovulating, a fact you'd discovered earlier on your period tracker app.

After tucking your children into beds, you and Randy finally found yourselves alone in the intimacy of your shared bedroom. As you applied lotion to your skin, you couldn't help but notice Randy's intense gaze as he lounged on the bed,

"What's on your mind today?" he inquired, his voice laced with curiosity and affection.

You smiled coyly, reclining onto the bed and propping your feet on his thighs. "Whatever do you mean, hubby?" you teased, enjoying the sensation of his hands beginning to massage your tired feet.

Randy chuckled softly, his fingers expertly kneading the pressure points of your feet. "You've been acting a bit...distracted lately," he observed, pausing to glance up at you. "The kids aren’t the only ones missing their daddy, huh?" he quipped, his gaze lingering on you with playful amusement.

You hummed appreciatively at his touch, before guiding the conversation back to the topic at hand. "Well, can you blame me?" you countered with a mischievous grin. "You're such a dilf."

Caught off guard by your candid remark, Randy's laughter rumbled through the room,

"Touché,"

His playful demeanor softened, replaced by a more serious tone as he spoke. "About earlier," he began, his voice gentle yet firm. "Are you sure about this? I mean, really sure?"

You knew that Randy's career often took him away from home for long stretches of time, leaving you to shoulder much of the responsibility for raising your children alone. And with the guilt he carried for not always being there and missing out on treasured moments, you understood his apprehension.

"I just don't want you to feel overwhelmed, especially with me not always being around," he confessed, his voice tinged with regret.

"We'll figure it out together," you reassured him, "With you being home, even if it's just for a little while, means everything to us."

Without saying another word, he gently takes your feet off of his lap and easily spreads your legs so he’s hovering on top of you. He leans in until his nose is almost touching yours, and he kisses you sweetly, “I love you baby.”

Reaching in between you two, his fingers travel to your bare pussy. As he runs a finger across your slit you begin trembling at his delicate touches. As your eyes met his, a lust filled haze taking over, Randy smirks.

“Ready for me, huh?” he mutters as he begins to trace circles on your clit, “So wet,” he coos, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you.

He massages your insides gently at first before he begins to scissor his fingers inside of your pussy. As he fucks his fingers into you, you gasp as each pump knocks the air from your lungs, “Jussttt like that…takin’ my fingers so good.”

You feel his words in the pit of your stomach as that little knot forms causing you to announce your climax, “Oh! Fuck- ‘m cumminggg!”

“Yeah, I know you are.”

As you clenched around his fingers, you felt your cum running out of you. He never stopped helping you ride out your high, his thumb soothing your clit. He pulls his fingers out of you causing you to gasp from the empty feeling, Randy takes this opportunity to put his fingers into your mouth. You watch him intently as you roll your tongue around his fingers, cleaning them of your slick, his eyes never leaving yours.

Randy quickly removes his boxers before running his shaft up and down your slippery cunt, you softly moaned as he pushed his length in. "So beautiful, baby" He whispers as he begins to stroke inside of you.

"Hnnn...." You whine as your legs voluntarily spread wider.

“How does it feel, hm?”

"Ohhh..." you moaned, your eyes shutting tightly.

Randy rests there, just for a moment, before speaking again, “Open your mouth, tell me how it feels.”

Reaching for his waist, you desperately try to get him to move again, “So good! Fuck me, please..”

Randy smirks as he begins fucking you roughly. Biting your lip, you try to control your moans trying not to wake the kids."That's it, baby," he says, voice soft, in a soothing tone. "Such a good girl."

His words have you clenching around him. He grunts in between thrusts resting his forehead on yours before he starts giving you slow, deep strokes, “You close?”

In response you wrapped your legs tightly around him, covering your mouth. He kissed you as he sped up, hitting your spot perfectly with more force. You pushed him back, moaning hoarsely, “I-I..Ran-“

He pulls out of you, rubbing your clit as you begin to squirt. "You’re okay baby, let it out. I knooow." He cooes. With the pleasure and sensitivity coursing through your body, you could barely breathe.

Gently sliding back inside of you, your breath hitches as he goes deeper and deeper inside of you. Tears begin to roll down your cheek as he rolls his hips rhythmically into you.

"Look at me." He said as your eyes locked onto his, never letting your contact break even as he begin to fuck you harder.

“Gonna look so beautiful with my baby in you…” He groaned before pressing down on her stomach.

“You feel me, right here?” He looked at you as you nodded, moaning out in bliss.

“I’ma have you walkin’ round full of daddy’s cum,” Randy strokes began to get deeper, “You want that baby?”

Your eyes were in the back of your skull as you felt your orgasm. “Yes! Fuckk- I love you, I love you, I love you!” You chanted as a wave of pleasure ripped through your body. As your legs tightened around his waist, he stilled and released his load inside you. He slowly pulled out, semen pouring from your swollen pussy. His thick fingers pushed his cum back inside of you as you whimpered at the feeling of his seed in your womb. You sighed happily, knowing that your husband granted your wish.

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claymorexpunisher · 1 year

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Feeling The Christmas Spirit (18+ One Shot)

Pairing(s): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader

Summary: Reader gets the idea to have a gingerbread house contest with her boyfriend, Randy. Spoiler alert: everyone wins.

Tags: 18+, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, teasing, a bit of food play, you're gonna feel the holiday and the holy spirit, I'm sure.

Word Count: 933

‘’You want us to have a gingerbread house contest? Isn’t it a little late for that, babe?’’ Randy mused.

Sure, it wasn’t Christmas anymore, but it was still December!

It was still the holiday season, so I thought it was still fitting for us to have this contest.

Besides, I had plans for us and going through with those plans on Christmas day felt a bit predictable.

Gotta keep my man on his toes…

‘’So what? Itll be fun!’’ I exclaimed.

Randy looked on in amusement as I went upstairs, not waiting for him to answer.

His amusement dropped when I came back downstairs, decked out in a crimson red Santa outfit that didn’t leave much to the imagination…

The cold air in our home hit my legs, but Randy’s smoldering stare warmed me up straight away…

‘’I didn’t know we had to wear Santa outfits too,’’ Randy murmured.

I smiled to myself at the distracted tone in his voice.

‘’You’re looking festive yourself!’’ I mused.

I heard him follow me into the kitchen where I began taking everything that we needed out from the cabinets.

Like I said, I had everything planned and calculated…

I didn’t waste a single second before I started messing with him.

Looking right at Randy’s Christmas pj-covered crotch from my position crouched down near the bottom cabinets, I stared right at his hardening cock as if I hadn’t noticed it before.

‘’Very, very festive…’’ I repeated as I ran a fleeting hand over the prominent bulge in front of me.

I pretended not to hear him suck in a deep, surprised breath.

Then I continued rummaging through the crap in our bottom cabinet, searching for the powdered sugar.

‘’Oh, is this what we’re doing?’’ I heard Randy mutter.

The gruff desire disguised as amusement in his voice sent waves of shock right down to my clit.

Let the games begin…

Once the frosting was made and everything was laid out, we got down to business.

‘’You haven’t mentioned what I’m gonna get when I win.’’ Randy smirk.

I threw my head back and laughed heartily, shaking my head, and licking a bit of frosting from my index finger.

I watched Randy’s eyes glaze over in arousal, following my movements like a hawk.

‘’Cute. When I win- I get a shopping spree. I need new books.’’ I smiled.

‘’That’s doable.’’ He nodded. ‘’When I win… I get you.’’ He said, his eyes roaming hungrily over my curves.

I laughed again, biting my lip as I followed his gaze.

‘’That’s what you want? You don’t want anything else?’’ I giggled.

‘’Right now? Nah. That’s exactly what I want.’’ Randy said, pulling me closer by the waist.

I playfully shoved him away before he could press his lips to mine.

‘’Alright, deal. You get me. Anytime, anywhere, any place.’’ I said, smirking as Randy’s eyes lit up to match my devilish grin.

‘’Oh, you’re definitely losing now…’’ he said, whispering as if being at his mercy were such a terrible fate...

‘’Oh!’’ I moaned at the sudden feeling of Randy’s soft fingertips against my bare pussy, underneath my apron.

‘’Problem?’’ he said, and I glared at the shit-eating grin on his face.

That grin didn’t last long.

‘’We need a bowl. For the sprinkles.’’ I smiled innocently.

It took two seconds too late for Randy to realize that the bowls were also in the bottom cabinet.

Pulling his pj’s down, I wrapped my mouth around the head and my hand around the base of Randy’s cock.

My tongue swirled over the head, and I let out a giggle as he cursed loudly.

I heard several M&M’s fall from up above and onto my hair as Randy’s hands slipped and reached forward to grab onto the counter.

‘’Woah! Okay...’’ Randy chuckled breathlessly. ‘’You’re not playing fair,’’ he said.

‘’And you were? Touching my pussy is playing fair?’’ I challenged, flicking my wrist in a motion that had him muffling a groan.

I decided to stop torturing him, momentarily, and as soon as we finished up our houses, we posted them online for fans to vote on.

Randy won by a landslide.

‘’You did say anytime, anywhere, anyplace….’’ Randy said, his hand on his chin as he pretended to think over his options.

Without warning, I was picked up and sat on the kitchen counter, almost knocking over our sugary creations…

‘’Randy!’’ I laughed as he began kissing my neck and lifting my apron.

My laughter was cut short as Randy reached over and he dipped his finger into the leftover bowl of white frosting, then he swiped it over my hardened nipple before giving it a languid lick.

‘’Randy…’’ I now moaned, pulling him closer to me.

‘’Lay back,’’ Randy ordered, pushing my legs back against my body as soon as I complied.

I spread myself open for him and we both moaned loudly the second our bodies became one.

My knees were practically pressing against my temples on either side as Randy wasted no time in burying himself balls deep into me.

The wet sounds of our bodies connecting mixed in with the way his eyes bore into mine didn’t leave me much of a choice.

It took a mere few thrusts, and I was coming hard, my body trembling viciously as my orgasm wracked my body.

But Randy wasn’t done.

I could only lay there as his hips kept up their unrelenting rhythm, making me feel as if I were no longer in my body.

I was floating far, far away and I could only weakly beg for more…

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omegasshyghuleh6661ghosts · 5 months

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Dancing Like Flames

@judgementdaysunshine I hope the wait was well worth it! 😈

Title inspo: Pain Remains I: Dancing Like Flames by Lorna Shore

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You'd walked into the arena with Randy, arms draped across the small of each other's back as you checked in and made your way to the locker room that your partner Adam had already claimed for the three of you. His thumb rubbed over your hip as you walked through the halls, hand resting comfortably against the soft cotton of your leggings.

"You excited for tonight, babydoll?"

You looked up at him, smiling as you realized he'd been sneakily staring at you for a few moments as you approached the door.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"

He shrugged slightly, muscular arm reaching out and opening the door for you. A soft blush spread across your cheeks as it had done so many times before, Adam looking up at the two of you as Randy let you into the room first.

"You know how tonight's gonna go, and I wanted to make sure you were ready."

You stretched upwards a bit, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I'll be fine, darlin'."

He smiled, playfully smacking your butt as he closed the door behind him, Adam's quiet laughter catching your attention as you turned toward him and walked over. His hands reached out to you, carefully pulling you toward him as you claimed your spot on his lap.

The three of you joked around and talked about your matches, both men carrying you out to the ring on their shoulders when it came time for your match. They psyched you up, keeping anyone from interfering or distracting the ref. You won the match, your boys wrapping you in a hug before helping you to the locker room.

Adam got you an ice pack, sitting beside you and holding your hand as Randy massaged your shoulders. The three of you relaxed, going over the boys' match. After a half hour or so, you got up and followed them to Gorilla. They were going against your mentors Shawn and Hunter, and while they hadn't told you how it was going to end, you knew it was going to be a well fought and bloody match.

You escorted them down to the ring, watching intently and cheering for your loves as the match dragged on. Adam ended up covered in Shawn's blood, a small pang in your heart as you watched the four men brawling it out in front of you. Randy couldn't help but smile a little bit as the bell rang after a little while, signaling that your lovers had won. He'd heard your cheers above the crowd, eyes meeting yours as you hopped up from the announcement table and met him at the apron. He and Adam hopped down, arms wrapping around you and each other without a care in the world.

The three of you walked back to your locker room, both men taking turns holding you while the other showered. You'd stuck around until after the show, one of the last groups to leave the arena and head back to your hotel. During the car ride Adam held your hand, a vaguely nervous feeling rushing through you as your thoughts began to tiptoe into unexplored territory. Images of both men worshipping your body flashed through your mind, you glancing to both men like they'd hear your thoughts as if you'd said them aloud.

Randy and Adam took your bags up to the room once you'd gotten checked in, joking around with you. You were the one to unlock the door, walking in and setting the room key down on a nightstand before sitting down on the edge of the king sized bed. Randy closed the door behind him, setting the bags down and getting onto the bed beside you.

"What's on your mind, baby?"

"Just thinking, that's all. Nothing bad."

He raised a brow slightly, Adam doing the same as Randy wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Care to enlighten us?"

Your eyes shifted downward, studying the designs that adorned your lover's skin as a subtle pink flush spread across your cheeks.

"I was just thinking about us... About how I feel safe with you, and how much I love you both..."

You'd trailed off for a moment as you felt the bed shift slightly, Adam having sat beside you. He reached out, hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek. Your gaze shifted once more, looking to the two men you loved more than anything in the world.

"I love you both so much, and I want you to be my first."

Both men were quiet for a few moments as they studied you, soft smiles forming on their lips. Adam was the first to speak, a slightly devious look in his eyes as his thumb rubbed over your skin. His gaze softened slightly as Randy shifted slightly and pressed a kiss to your neck.

"How long have you been thinking about this, sweetheart?"

"Since this morning."

Your bashful admission caused both men to chuckle, sharing an amused look. Randy let you go, getting off the bed and crouching in front of you.

"You've been thinking about us... What we'd finally do to you... All morning, and you didn't tell us? Naughty girl."

"We're gonna take good care of you, babydoll. I promise."

You shared a kiss with them, each filled with more love and warmth than you could have imagined, unable to ignore just how wet you were becoming. You shifted slightly as Randy slipped out of his shirt, Adam following suit a few moments later.

They slowly stripped you out of your clothes, littering kisses over nearly every inch of newly exposed skin. A quiet hum slipped past your lips as Adam began sucking marks into your neck, your eyes closing as Randy's hands rubbed over your thighs. One of Adam's slipped down, both men spreading your legs as Randy's kisses crept closer and closer to your entrance.

Adam's free hand moved upward, gently rubbing over your side as Randy finally closed the gap and got his first taste of you. He didn't fight the pleasured groan that erupted from his chest as he began devouring you, letting the sounds you'd begun making guide his motions. Adam's fingers gripped your thigh as you moaned at Randy's actions, both men deeply aware of how hard they had gotten from seeing you like this.

"Look at you, baby... Bein' such a good, good fuckin' girl for us."

Another moan bubbled up from your throat at Adam's murmured words, hips grinding against Randy as he eased two fingers into you while sucking on your clit. Your heart pounded in your chest, brain fuzzy as your lovers took their time pleasing you. They brought you to the edge, both doing everything they could to make you feel as good as possible.

"I know you're close, pretty girl. You can let go, baby... Cum for us."

Your head laid back against Adam, mouth open slightly as you finally came undone. Both men continued their movements, Adam's fingers rubbing your clit as they worked you through your first orgasm of the night. Your body tensed as the waves of pleasure continued to hit you, a string of curses leaving your mouth. You slowly came down from your high, relaxing between them as they removed their fingers from you and sucked them clean.

They showered you with praise and affection, carefully moving you so that you laid on the bed with Adam on your left and Randy on your right.

"Think you can handle another, princess?"

You nodded, too caught up in the situation for words. Adam leaned down and kissed you, breaking it and settling himself between your legs after Randy had tossed him a condom from his backpack. He ripped the packet open and slipped it on before teasing you with the tip of his cock, leaning down and kissing you deeply as he slowly eased into you. He'd wrapped his arms around you, giving you a few moments to adjust to his size before beginning to thrust into you.

He slowly brought you to another incredible orgasm, his focus solely on pleasing you. Your orgasm hit you hard, muscles tensing around him which brought him over the edge with you. He took his time working you through your highs, both he and Randy once again showering you with praise and affection. Adam moved to lay beside you after disposing of his condom, both men chuckling as you reached over and pulled Randy in for a kiss.

"Want to feel you too, Viper."

He chuckled at your words, moving to kneel between your legs as he grabbed a condom as well and put it on.

"Whatever you want, you get babydoll."

He eased into you, being just as gentle as Adam had been. He brought you to the edge a bit quicker than Adam had, both men talking you off. His fingers dug into your hips slightly as you came undone for him, groaning as he worked you through your high. He pulled you close as he came, your name slipping from his lips like a muttered prayer.

"You were such a good girl for us, baby."

"We love you, babydoll."

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unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin · 5 months

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I’m going to do a Randy Orton x reader x Cody Rhodes fic but I need to know

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dirtywresling102 · 2 years

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Night Out - Randy Orton (18+)

Randy Orton x Female!Reader

Summary: Mom wants reader to come and meet her new boyfriend but the reader goes out and parties instead and meets a handsome stranger.

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Cream Pie, Semi Public sex, Sex in dark ally, Cussing, Reader is of age! Randy Orton being a dick. College Student!Female!Reader

Word Count: 2,856

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“Mom, I told you I can’t tonight.” You told your mother over the phone while checking yourself out in the mirror, applying red lipstick.

“Why can’t you, Y/N? I want you to meet him. What plans do you have on a Saturday night that makes you so busy?” You could hear the begging in your mothers voice laced in with disappointment.

You rubbed your lips together, making sure the red gloss smeared perfectly. Your eyes darted towards the untouched books collecting dust on the desk in the corner of the bedroom. “Studying.” You spoke through the speaker.

“Can’t you just take a night off from studying? Please?”

“Mom, I can’t. I promise myself that I'll get better grades this semester.” You somewhat spoke truthfully. You’ve been studying more than last semester but the bars always called your name to come out and drink.

Your mother let out a sigh in defeat. “I suppose your education is more important than my love life.”

“Mom-”

“It’s fine, Y/N. I wouldn’t expect you to drive so far just to meet some man I have feelings for.”

A low groan escaped from your lips, facepalming yourself. “Okay, I’ll come down next Friday after classes, how would that sound?”

A loud high pitched squeal screeched through the speakers, you had to pull the phone away from your ear before it burst your eardrums. “That sounds perfect!”

“Okay mom, I really have to go.” You eyed yourself in the mirror, wearing a tight red dress along with the same colored heels.

“Of course, don’t study too hard! I’ll see you next week. I love you.” Your mother squeaked.

A grin appeared on your lips as you looked at the books behind you in the mirror. “Oh, I’ll try not to. I love you too, mom.” With that you ended the phone call. You didn’t like to lie to your mother but this is what college is all about, partying, drinking and having a ton of sex.

Grabbing your keys and purse you headed towards the door, exiting out of your apartment. You’d rather get boocockied on by a hot guy than meeting your mother’s lover. Your parents divorced a few years ago because your dad cheated on her with a younger woman, she was a few years older than you.

Twisting the key, you locked the door and made your way down the hallway and out of your apartment complex. The sun set in the distance and the stars started to peek into the night sky along with the moon. You waved at your elderly neighbor who was watering her flowers.

“Hi Mrs. Kerrio.” You smiled.

“Going out, I see.”

“Just treating myself for studying so hard.” You gave her a grin.

“Yes, you do like to study the male body.” Mrs. Kerrio teased with a wink. You laughed at her response and walked to your car, you’ve lived there long enough for her to see some men walk in and out of your apartment. “Oh, to be young again.” She shook her head, continuing to spray her growing flowers and plants.

Arriving at the bar you did what you always do when it comes to getting a man in your bed. Scoping out the area of the place, seeing who are the couples aka the men that are off limits. Watching the group of people on the dance floor, grinding up against each other, you groan in disgust. It seems like nowadays the more ‘experimented’ gentlemen don’t come to the bars anymore. Sighing, you need to face the fact about dating someone your own age. The thought of that made you sick, just imagining dating a male that was basically a virgin and not knowing the female body made you not want to date.

Something caught your eye on the other side of the dance floor. A good looking man with a light tan, raised his glass in the air and wiggled his eyebrows. He looked fairly young, but looks are always deceiving. You acted as if you weren’t interested, a cat and mouse game was always fun.

Swiveling your chair back to face the bar you waited for the stranger to approach you. Stirring your fruity drink you waited and waited.

“Don’t act like you’re not interested.” A gravelly voice spoke beside you.

“Excuse you?” You arched your eyebrow at how he had so many other things he could say he chose to pick this.

“You saw me show interest in you and you turned around, waiting for me.” His eyes darted to my drink. “You’re also having a fruity drink.”

“Which means?” You eyed his ink covered arm; his wrists were covered in black symbols from his elbow to his shoulder covered in skulls, looking back up to his crystal blue eyes, the man also had a salt and peppered beard.

He chuckled. “Which means you’re waiting for someone to ask if they can buy you a drink, a real drink. Something stronger, something to really get you buzzed.” The male raised two fingers towards the bartender. “Two shots of whiskey, please.” The bartender who was cleaning a glass nodded his head, stopped what he was doing and started to serve us. Pouring whisky into two shot glasses he slid them towards us.

The man smirked, grabbing his glass and held it up. “To a new friendship?” He smirked, quickly tossing the shot back and swallowing it as if it was nothing.

“Or something more?” You grabbed your glass and quickly shot it back, luckily college taught you one thing, how to handle liquor.

“Randy.” He introduced himself.

“Y/N.” You licked the remaining whiskey off of your lips. “How’d you know all about what I was doing?”

“I can read women and what they want.” He shrugged.

“What do I want now?” You bit your bottom lip, looking up at him. Hoping to hear what you wanted out of his mouth.

“A nice, romantic date and wanting to get to know each other, dinner maybe and for me to meet your parents and see where it goes.”

Your face fell. This man wanted something and you’re here craving for something else than intimacy.

Randy laughed. “I’m joking, you obviously want to be pinned to a surface and have your pussy pounded.” He growled, his eyes becoming dark. “Lets face it, you don’t care about me and I don’t care about your family tree. I don’t care where you’re from or your past. All I care about is you giving me consent on fucking you.”

You swallowed hard, not expecting that you raised your finger up. Another shot of whiskey slid towards you. Grabbing the shot you drank it quickly, swallowing the burning liquid, you nodded. “Let’s fucking go.” You breathed out.

Randy slammed a twenty dollar bill on the counter, grabbing your hand and dragging you away from the bar. Not even caring about his change he was supposed to receive.

Walking out into the cool night, Randy looked around for his or your car in the parking lot full of vehicles. “Fuck it.” He snarled, dragging you into a dark alley and pinned you up against the rough brick wall.

You normally don’t fuck strangers in a dark alley passway but there was something about this man that made you want to do this. Randy spun you around, pushing your breasts against the brick surface and started to fumble with your dress, pushing it upwards. “Naughty girl, no panties.” He panted, his chest started to heave. His large hand smoothing over your bare cheeks, only to go downwards and cupped your already drenched pussy. “I’ve barely even touched you and you’re soaking wet.” Randy laughed, the tip of his index finger dipping past your folds, entering you.

A soft cry escaped from your lips, arching your back and pushing your hips towards the man for him to push more digits into you. “So needy.” He hummed, pulling his hand away from your heat you whined loudly at the lost contact. “I love it.”

You heard Randy’s belt buckle clank as he tugged his pants down. “Randy, hurry.” You needily whined out, swaying your ass.

Randy slapped your ass roughly and gripped it. “Be patient.” He sternly said, his hot breath hitting your neck. Randy pushed down his boxers and stroked his throbbing cock. He kicked your ankles, spreading your legs further apart.

“Randy please, I need you.” Randy shoved you roughly against the rigid wall. A soft whimper escaped your lips, a bit of terror ran down your spine from the roughness, but your pussy throbbed with excitement. You wouldn’t be surprised if bruises appeared on your breasts after being pinned so roughly against the wall.

“You want it so bad, then fine.” He hissed in your ear. Randy pinned your hips against the wall with his, grabbing the base of his cock he slid it in between your lips, pushing through your tightness.

You both moaned loudly, Randy quickly covered your mouth with his hand. “Shh, shh.” He hushed you as a group of college students walked past the entrance way of the alley, heading towards the bar you and Randy were in.

Once the group of young adults were out of sight, Randy started to pump his hips against you. His thick cock rammed in and out of your wet, aching pussy. “Oh my god, fuck- fuck yes.” Your cries were muffled by Randy’s hand. He let go of your mouth, turning your head towards him he placed his lips against yours.

His free hand gripped your waist as your hands were against the brick wall, trying to steady yourself from Randy’s forceful thrusts. As you held yourself up against the wall it bit at the palm of your hands, leaving scuff marks. You bit Randy’s bottom lip and gave it a tug, letting go.

“Such a whore.” He teased, a smirk on his lips.

“Then fuck me like a whore.” You nearly screamed as his cock hit your pussy from a different angle.

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight around my fucking cock. Nearly came when I entered you.” He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut.

“Fuck, just like that, don’t stop.” You wailed out, the coil in your stomach tightening. Randy’s cock twitched in your tight channel. “Is somebody about to come?” You teased, looking over your shoulder with a cocky smirk.

“Yeah, you are.” He let go of your waist and grabbed your hair, giving it a rough tug and started to thrust faster. Your lower belly grew hotter and tighter, your cunt gripped Randy’s cock like a viper grip. The hand that Randy used upon your mouth now in between your thighs, circling and rubbing your sensitive clit.

“Holy shit!” You screamed, clawing at the bricks, trying to dig your nails into the hard clay. “Yes, yes, yes.” You gritted your teeth and shut your eyes tightly as you were at the peak of your orgasm.

“Yeah come for me, fucking slut.” Randy’s grip grew tighter in your hair. You started to see dark spots as you reached your climax.

“I’m- I’m coming, I’m fucking coming.” You sobbed, your come creaming all over Randy’s cock.

“Fuck yes, come on be baby. Come on me.” Randy’s thick cock exploded in you, his hot come painting your walls white. “Fuck yes, take all of my come. Such a good girl.” He grunted, pumping his cock a few more times as he emptied himself in you.

You stood there shocked, he was the first man ever to come in you. You forgot a condom and you didn’t realize he didn’t wrap himself, maybe that’s why it felt so fucking good. Randy slowly pulled out of your tight cunt, watching both of your come slipped down your inner thigh. He chuckled at the sight of the mess on you. Your pussy pulsing now that there was nothing stuffed inside of you.

“That was fun.” Randy breathed out, already pulling his boxers and pants up.

“Y- Yeah, it was. We should do it again sometime, yeah?” You suggested fixing your dress while Randy was already tucking his shirt into his pants.

“Sorry sweetheart, one ticket per-person.” He winked. “Or should I say, one cream pie per-person.”

You frowned, not only did you let this man come in you, he was also fucking women with no protection. “You’re disgusting.” You scoffed, walking away, exiting out of the alley

“Don’t take it personally baby, it was fun!” He shouted out behind you.

The days rolled on and it was Friday night again. As you got ready to meet your mother’s new lover, you thought about the dark alley fuck you had last weekend. Wishing you stopped and tried to talk to the man instead of storming off, but then again what kind of man was he really after he said those things to you.

Sighing, you grabbed your purse and left your hotel room and made your way to your car.

Appearing at the restaurant you looked around, trying to find some familiar faces. “Y/N! Over here!” Your mother waved, making your way to the table full of siblings you sat next to your older brother.

“How’s college?” Your brother, Nic asked. “Fucked silly and sideways along with hangovers?” He snickered.

“Shut up.” You hissed, not wanting your mother to hear what you’ve been up to at college.

“Everyone, this is Randy.” Your head snapped towards your mother, at the other end of the table. The male with the familiar tattoos and cold blue eyes stared at you. Your jaw dropped at his appearance. “We’ve been dating for a couple of months and I wanted you all to meet him.” Your mother rubbed his shoulder to make him comfortable. “Randy, this is Nic, Adam and Y/N.” The two boys said ‘Hi’ but you didn’t say a word, just staring at the man that fucked you last week.

“Y/N, aren’t you going to say hi?”

You swallowed, trying to collect saliva in your dry mouth. “H- Hi.”

“Nice dress, Y/N.”

Your face became bright red, it was the same dress he fucked you in last week.

“Let’s eat.” Adam said, looking at the menu.

“Fancy mom’s boyfriend do ya?” Nic giggled next to you in a hush whisper.

“I don’t.” You hissed. Quickly grabbing your menu to hide your face in.

You didn’t even know what the fuck you ordered. Your mind was all over the place and your heart was racing. Everyone made small talk while you stayed silent.

“So, Y/N. Your mom says you're in college. What’s your major?” Randy asked, taking a bite from his food.

“Why do you care?” You grumbled, not wanting to give this man any information about your life.

“Y/N!” Your mother gasped. “Don’t be rude.”

“It’s fine, I understand.” Randy chuckled, licking his lips. “Do you drink, Y/N?”

“Y/N?” Your mother laughed. “Y/N doesn’t drink. She’s too busy with her nose in a book, studying.” Your mother dabbed her lips with a napkin.

Your eyes darted towards Randy while he smirked at you. “Oh, I understand.”

You placed your utensils down rather loudly and quickly pushed your chair out making a loud screeching sound. Everyone at your table and in the restaurant stared at you. “I need some air.” You made your way towards the exit.

Taking a deep breath of fresh oxygen, you tried to collect yourself. “So, you’re not a good girl like your mother thinks you are.” Randy chuckled.

“Did you know?”

“Know what?”

“That I was her daughter.”

“No.”

“Then why’d you do it?” You spat. “Why’d you fuck me?”

Randy looked away, swallowing. “I was once married too, okay? She helped me out with a drug addiction but once I got cleaned, I left her. I started to fuck other women, I went to bars to pick up girls your age.” His eyes looked at you, up and down, your stomach clenched. “Then I wanted something else, I wanted a woman a bit older. Well, your mother didn’t get the memo on what a one night stand was.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “So, I decided to stay... I thought I was ready to settle down again, but I craved for younger women. I didn’t want to break your mothers heart so I go out of town to fuck women, I went to the nearest town with a college.”

“Was I your first pick ever since you’ve been with my mother?”

“Yeah.” Randy scratched the back of his neck.

“Jesus fucking christ.” You placed your head in your hands, hopefully not smearing your makeup.

Randy stalked towards you. “How about we just go back inside and try to enjoy dinner.” You were about to push him away but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to him. “Be good or I’ll take you to the nearest alley and fuck you.” He growled.

“Is that a promise?” You batted your eyes, your panties now getting wet.

Randy smirked widely. “You're a dirty little minx, aren’t you?”

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~ WWE/NXT Smut Masterlist 18+ ONLY

⭐️ - request 🖤 - personal favorite 🎵 - songfic 📝 - “i just exist” 🚀 - drabble/headcanon 💬 - comes from a smut prompt (specified in the oneshot)

Bron Breakker⚠️

⭐️🚀 Calling Him Daddy on Live TV 📝🎀 *untitled*

Cody Rhodes💭

⭐️💬 *untitled*

Damian Priest🏹

⭐️ ‘Bound To You In Sin’ (with Rhea Ripley)

Dominik Mysterio💛

⭐️🚀 HEEL!Dominik SFW & NSFW HCs

John Cena👋

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⭐️ 'Behind Closed Doors' (with Liv Morgan) ⭐️ ‘Bound To You In Sin’ (with Damian Priest)

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Madcap Moss🃏 - ⭐️ NSFW Alphabet : J,M

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｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 RANDY ORTON MASTERLIST 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

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「 ♡ — MINI SERIES 」

「 ♧ — SMUT 」

「 ♢ — TRIGGER WARNINGS 」

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「 FACE SITTING HEADCANNONS 」 — ♧

❝ face sitting headcannons w/ randy ❞

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hi babes ୨୧

thank you so so much for the support! my requests are currently closed but if you’d like to be apart of my tag list please interact below! ☁️🌷

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Can I have Edge x Fem reader x Randy Orton with the prompts “I feel safe with you" + “I want you to be my first” with some soft smut?

Hell yes!

This is gonna be fun!

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Take Advantage | Randy Orton Story (Part Two)

PART ONE

Randy Orton x OC (additionally with some very light Jeff Hardy x OC because that’s how I roll...)

Disclaimer: This story is an AU of its own. The WWE history is pretty much the same, but the personal lives of the characters/superstars are fictional. Canon Characters are based on real people with an emphasis on kayfabe storylines. The events in this story are completely imagined and do not reflect true events.

Warning: Mentions of alcohol and blurred lines from previous chapter carry over. Strong sexual encounters in this chapter. Rough sex, penetration, dominance, etc.

Background/Recap: After a night of heavy drinking and blurred perspectives, (Y/N) finds herself in a situation she can’t help but wonder is more trouble than it may be worth.

Word Count: 2468

Author Note: Here is part two, after some requests for me to post it! I have part 3 drafted but it may take a little time for me to refine it. Until then, enjoy some Viper smut!

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The next morning, I woke up in my own hotel room, my head pounding. I sat up in bed, rubbing my face as the regret and humiliation began to sink in. I didn’t remember much from the night before, only bits and pieces. With a sigh I opened my eyes to see Jeff sleeping on the couch, still shirtless from the night before. My heart sank, remembering a blur of him basically carrying me back to my room. I looked down to see his shirt on me and began to remember everything else. Mostly remembering my steamy moment with Randy Orton. My stomach turned, whether from the alcohol or the humiliation, and I bolted to the bathroom.

After throwing up in the toilet, I decided on a long hot shower. I let the water run over me, washing away my guilt. Despite everything, I couldn’t get Randy out of my head. It annoyed me that I couldn’t stop thinking of how the moment felt. Even though I had been too drunk to have made any decisions, I still found myself wishing something would have happened. Part of me hated myself for it.

After my shower, I combed my hair, brushed my teeth, and changed into sweatpants and a tank top. I closed my eyes, not wanting to face Jeff after the night before, not remembering what I said to him. I knew I couldn’t hide in that bathroom forever and had to face any embarrassment. I opened the door slowly, his shirt in hand. By now he was awake, still lounging on the couch as he was also feeling the hangover. I tossed his shirt to him.

“Mornin” I mumbled. He nodded, sitting upright. He tapped the seat on the couch next to him, beckoning me to come sit.

“You didn’t have to stay...” I said, walking over and taking a seat. My face was red from embarrassment.

“I kinda did,” he laughed lightly, “you wouldn’t let me leave.”

“Oh,” I said, hanging my head. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he said, nudging me. “I couldn’t leave you like that anyway.” His voice drifted off. He looked at me softly. Jeff was my best friend, I hated him seeing my vulnerable side. I hoped I didn’t jeopardize our friendship with anything I said, or did, but I couldn’t remember anything past crying in his arms.

“I know I was a hot mess last night,” I said, avoiding eye contact. “I hope I didn’t make an ass of myself.”

“(Y/N), hey, don’t worry about it,” he said. He was quiet for a moment. “...I’m just glad I caught you when I did.”

I leaned down, my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands. “Oh God,” I mumbled. I knew he was talking about the entire Randy situation.

“Look, I don’t know what happened, but I don’t the way he left like that and how upset you were.” His voice was blunt. I knew he, and probably everyone else at the party, had to assume that something happened. I could only imagine the way Matt was judging the situation. “I just need to know you are okay.”

“Jeff,” I said, looking over to him. “Nothing happened. It almost did... I think. But I don’t know, I was really drunk.”

“I know you were,” he said. “I’m just glad you didn’t do anything you weren’t really into...”

I scooted closer and leaned my head on his shoulder. “You’re too sweet to me, Jeff.”

“I know,” he laughed, “I mean you started hitting on me when I got you back here.”

“Oh God, no,” I said sitting up, completely red with humiliation, “I didn’t, did I?”

“Just a little,” he admitted, putting an arm around me and pulling me back to where I was. “I know it was only the whiskey talking.”

“I am so sorry, Jeff,” I whispered, still completely embarrassed, sitting up again, looking him in the eye.

He shrugged with a smile. “It was kind of flattering, but I knew you didn’t mean it. It just wasn’t right... As tempting as it may have been,” he teased.

“Oh, stop,” I laughed, playfully hitting him on the shoulder.

“Look,” he said, “Matt saw you and Orton disappear last night. I’ll talk to him and tell him what happened, or what didn’t happen, I guess. Don’t worry about him, I’ll take care of that. You, get some caffeine and food, and I can check on you later. Okay?”

“Jeff,” I said, biting my lip. “Thank you. For everything.”

He gave me a wink before standing up and heading to the door. “I’ll always have your back.”

I did as Jeff instructed and called for room service. Ordering a large coffee and a plate of French toast. There was no way I was leaving that hotel room; I couldn’t stand the thought of seeing anyone from the party... With the exception of one person. I knew it was complicated and wrong, but The Viper invaded my thoughts. It was as though he awakened something in me that I didn’t know existed. Whether it was curiosity, or just lust, I was losing my mind overthinking it all.

By mid-day, I was staring at my cellphone. I knew I had Randy’s number from coordinating training for him and Matt. I told myself not to do it, but I couldn’t help myself. I texted him a simple hey, stranger.

I immediately regretted it, but my heart pounded, waiting to see if he would reply. What felt like hours was only a few minutes before my phone showed a message. Hey yourself.

I froze, not sure what I was doing. So, I asked if we could talk. He replied with a simple sure. As I was contemplating what to say, a few minutes passed. I heard a knock at my door that stopped my heart. I was hoping it was Jeff, coming back to check on me.

I looked through the peep hole and saw The Viper standing there in the hallway. My heart immediately sank to my feet. I wasn’t ready, I didn’t expect him to show up. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights.

“You wanted to talk?” He said, stepping into the room, acting as though he didn’t need an invitation.

“About last night,” I said biting my lip.

In only seconds, he aggressively shut the door and backed me against the wall. Without another word, his hands pinned mine to the wall and his lips crashed onto mine. I was in total shock, but moaned into his kiss. It was full of passion and what almost seemed like frustration. He broke the kiss, his intense eyes meeting mine.

“Tell me to stop,” he said, his eyes searching mine.

“No,” I whispered between heavy breaths, as I leaned up to kiss him again. I didn’t know what I was doing but I loved how it all felt.

“Good,” he muttered into the kiss. His tongue slid into my mouth, immediately taking dominance. He let my arms go, only to pick me up. The next thing I knew he was throwing me onto the bed and taking off his shirt. I watched as he crawled over me.

The way he looked so intimidating was incredibly sexy. I gasped as he pinned me to the bed, kissing me roughly. He used his knees to spread my legs, taking total control of the situation. I wanted this so badly in that moment. I moaned into the kiss, feeling Randy grin wolfishly. He perched up and began to undo his pants quickly, I reached for mine but he quickly stopped me. He wanted complete dominance, everything would be on his terms, and I liked that. I laid there, submissive as he removed his pants and pulled down my sweats. He wasted no time in returning to kiss me with that fiery passion once again, between kissed he was pulling off my tank top and unclasping my bra.

My head was spinning and my heart was pounding, I couldn’t believe what was happening but wanted nothing else. I was lost in the moment and his kiss when I felt his rock-hard cock come crashing into my tight pussy. I cried out in surprise, jolting at the sudden sensation. With a smirk he moved to kiss my neck, thrusting deeply into me.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” he said, biting at my neck. I moaned in complete ecstasy, not noticing the pain of the bite. I clenched through the pain until I finally adjusted to his size and length. “I’m going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.”

“Please,” I begged. His trusts were fast and hard, I began to cry out in pleasure, taking in every inch of him. Abruptly he pulled out and flipped me onto my stomach. Quickly and aggressively, he thrust into me again from behind. I screamed out as I felt his weight on my body. His hand reached around to hold me by the throat, tilting my head up so he could smother my neck with his rough kisses and sucking hard on my soft skin. His other hand buried itself under the front of me, finding my clit and playing with it.

The entire bed was rocking and I knew the room next door undoubtedly heard our moans. My hips buckled as he found my sweet spot. I screamed loudly as my walls tightened with an orgasm surging through me. Randy’s cock pulsated inside me - I knew he was close too. Quickly he turned me over again, steadying his pace as he kissed my once again, moaning out loudly as he finally came. He collapsed on top of me, just as breathless as I was.

“Holy shit,” I said, trying to find my breath.

“I wanted you to remember it,” he said.

After taking a minute to collect ourselves, I still couldn’t process what had just happened. Both Randy and I began to get dressed. I was searching for my words when all I could manage to say was that we shouldn’t tell Matt, earning a smirk from The Viper.

“Don’t tell me you don’t think it could be a really good angle for our rivalry,” he said. “Just think of the crowd’s reaction if you turned heel like that.”

“Are you ever not thinking about work?” I teased, slipping my top back on. Randy approached me, kissing me deeply.

“Well, I wasn’t thinking about it when we were doing that.” He nodded towards the bed, causing me to blush.

“Look, I’m really not looking fo-” I began but was cut off.

“I’m not looking for anything either, this doesn’t have to mean anything if you don’t want it to,” he said, staring down at me.

I nodded, smiling slightly. I didn’t know what it was between Orton and me, but I knew it was trouble.

“That being said,” he said, his hands placed on my hips. “I’m not one to turn my back on a gorgeous woman completely.”

I blushed, biting my lip. “So, casual sex?”

“Whatever you want to call it, sweetheart,” he replied. He used one of his hands to tilt my chin to the side, admiring the hickey he left on my neck with a smug smirk. “When you need me, I’ll be around.”

His charisma was irresistible, but I felt like there was a catch to all this. There always was with him, at work anyway. Then again, to be the best heel in the business, the lines had to blur somewhere into reality.

He took his leave and left my room. I smiled to myself, loving the thrill of it all. I had never been a casual-sex kind of girl, but something about the idea was exhilarating to me. I freshened up before starting to pack up to head out of the hotel. After a while there was a knock at the door, I was suddenly hit with anxiety, knowing it was probably Jeff, or less likely Matt.

I opened the door to see Jeff standing there with his duffle bag.

Shit, I murmured before opening the door, trying to act as natural as possible. “Hey, Jeff.”

“Hey, how ya holding up?” He said, walking in and dropping his bag on the floor.

“Not bad, just packing,” I said, crossing my arms. He looked at me, noticing something that hadn’t caught his attention earlier.

He stepped towards me, gently brushing my hair away from my neck, raising his eyebrow at me when he noticed the bruises from the bites and hickey that had been left there. His expression was stern. “That wasn’t there earlier, was it?”

I quickly covered it back up with my hair again, blushing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You know you can tell me anything, (Y/N),” he said, taking another look at the hickey, more closely. “Jesus, were you mauled? That’s quite the mark he left on you...” He began to put it all together. “Who was it, anyway?”

I knew he was suspicious; I knew he already probably knew the answer to his own question. I felt guilty, though I wasn’t entirely sure if it was because of my status as Matt’s manager, or because of the look Jeff was giving me and the way it made my heart drop. “Jeff...”

“I can guess, if you’d like,” he said bitterly. “This really isn’t like you, (Y/N).”

“I know,” I sighed, in defeat. “But it didn’t mean anything, it doesn’t mean anything.”

Jeff sighed, grabbing me by the shoulders gently. “You’re an adult, you make your own decisions.” His tone was serious, “but I can’t see you get hurt, okay?” “Yeah, I know,” I said, looking down.

“I care about you, but your business is your deal. Just don’t tell Matt, he’s still mad about that match last night and this definitely wouldn’t help.” He paused, looking me in the eyes. I noticed something in his stare that I didn’t really understand.

“I know, Jeff...” “I just... Why him, (Y/N)?” He asked, his voice sounded almost hurt.

“I really don’t know,” I said, looking down. I couldn’t look at him in the eyes. “It just sort of happened.”

He looked taken aback, like he couldn’t understand. But then again, even I didn’t understand. Finally, he picked up his bag and shifted towards the door. “Well, we are still heading back to Cameron for a few days before the next show in Atlanta. Are you still going to stop by to talk business with Matt?”

“Yeah,” I said, crossing my arms. “I’ll be there after I check in with my family back home. Probably Wednesday.”

“See ya then,” he said, before walking out the door.

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