A/N sorry I haven't been updating I've been so stressed with school work it's been crazy but now it's spring break so idk maybe expect a couple chapters... two at the very LEAST. And enjoy

also this chapter and like every chapter after is dedicated to jayyy0618 who I think loves this book more than I do. Hope you enjoy.

Two hours before Smackdown taping,
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2014

Roman's POV

What the hell am I doing? What the hell am I doing, what the hell am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this, fuck I shouldn't be doing this. I can still leave, he won't know that I was ever here.

Before I can stop myself I'm knocking on the door and looking down instantly regretting my decision. Part of me wants to take off running but I don't I just stand and wait for the door to open.

When it does I can feel Randy's gaze practically burning through my soul. "Can I help you with something" he questions. I resist the urge to make a face. He's the one that told me to come here and now he's acting like he doesn't know why I'm here.

I knew this was a bad idea, why am I so fucking stupid? I almost leave when I see him move out of the way of the door. My feet move without my consent and I find myself walking into the room. I try to shake my nerves away when the door closes and makes me jump. I finally lift my head to face him when my body is pushed against the wall and his lips are on mine.
Well there's no going back now. His lips are rough and commanding as mine start to move against his. His hands slide underneath my sweatshirt, slowly caressing my abdomen making me shiver. I don't know what came over me or why I haven't knocked this assholes teeth out for touching me like this. I wasn't gay, not even in the sslightest. I not homophobic or anything I just know it's not me. But his voice, fuck, when he spoke to me by the elevator and at the gym. The way his hands- fuck what is he doing to me?

Suddenly my hair is yanked back roughly making me let out an involuntary moan as my eyes open and lock with his. "You think too much" he mumbles softly, "If we're gonna do this you need to get out of your head." I search his eyes for some sort of arrogance or cockiness that was usually in them and found none. I nod slowly. I could do this. I'm not in any kind of relationship, I'm allowed to sleep with other people.

Randy smiles at me and that's when I see that familiar malicious look in his eyes. His smile is sinister and it makes me question what I've really gotten myself into. "On your knees" he says as he loosens his grip on my hair. I raise an eyebrow at him, not sure I've heard him right. I've never actually given a blow job before and I'm not sure I want this asshole to be my first.

"W-what" I question him, I'm not sure what I thought was going to happen when I came here but I didn't think it'd be that. He rolls his eyes at me and puts his hand on my shoulder forcing me down to where I'm kneeling in front of him. "Hey I'm n-"

"Shut up" He interrupts, threading his fingers back in my hair. I glare at him and open my mouth to speak when he yanks my hair again causing me to groan and my eyes to close. "You're here yeah? That means you're gonna do what I fucking tell you or you're out. I'm not gonna make you do anything crazy" he smirks down at me, "At least not yet. I'm not cruel. So just relax, and behave and I promise you you'll enjoy yourself. And if you don't, you know where the door is."

My eyes open and give him a suspicious look. I don't trust him at all, but then again I must trust him somewhat because I came here in the first place. "I'm not gay" I told him as I looked up at him. He just rolls his eyes at me for what seemed like the hundredth time as if he had the right to be annoyed.

"Congratulations. Neither am I. Anything else?" he questions condescendingly and it takes everything in me not to punch him in the mouth. "No" I say through gritted teeth, keeping my eyes on him. He smiled and nodded before pushing my head down. "You keep your eyes there unless I tell you otherwise" he said as he walked behind me. I look up to see what exactly he's doing and he pushes my head back down causing me to growl at him in annoyance. "I said keep your eyes down there, don't make me have to punish you already" his threat makes my cock pulse in my pants, why the fuck was that so hot?

Randy doesn't say anything for a few minutes, he just walks around me I'm guessing to make sure I've learned my lesson and keep my head down. "Good boy" he says slowly, sending a weird sensation through my chest all the way down to my crotch. Fuck. I groan softly and force myself to keep my head down.

Suddenly his foot moves over my crotch, staying there just... hovering. I lick my lips as I stare down at it wondering if this fucker is really about to step on my dick. Then he moves it away, I let out a sigh of relief before he grabs my chin roughly and force me to look at him.

"I plan on breaking you in the best way possible" his voice is deep and so... I don't even know the word but it almost forces me to listen to him, "I won't fuck you today. But if you keep coming back to me just know it'll get to that point. I'm not just looking for a couple of flings or quick handjobs. If you come back to me after today, you're mine."

The way he emphasizes the word 'mine' makes my body shudder. I don't know how this man has such an affect on me already but I don't hate it as much as I should.

"You don't have to make a decision now. But by next week on Monday you better have your answer" he pulls me into another rough kiss that leaves me dazed when he pulls away. Next thing I now I'm being pushed onto my back, Randy on his knees in front of me.

"In the mean time, let's take care of this yeah? Don't cum until I say so" He says as he pulls my sweats down to my thighs and pulls my raging erection out of my boxers. He's anything but gentle as he gives it a couple jerks, my hips bucking up against my will. My cock pulses in his hand as he looks right into my eyes, keeping my attention as he strokes faster and faster. My head falls back against the floor as I buck my hips, groaning softly. I put my hand over my mouth to try and muffle my sounds when Randy's tongue drags up the side of my length making me gasp.

"Move your hand or I'll tie you down and keep you cumming until the show is over" he growls at me before taking my cock into his mouth. My mouth falls open and I let out the most whorish sound to have ever come out of my mouth.

"F-fuck~" I moan out, desperately trying to keep quiet. Usually I last a lot longer than this but I'd be lying if I said this wasn't the best blow job I've ever gotten in my entire life. His mouth is driving me absolutely mad and I can feel myself hitting the back of his throat. "R-randy" I lift my head and look down at him, instantly regretting it because the sight just turns me on even more.

I almost whimper when he pulls his mouth off of my cock, his dark eyes trapping my own. "You wanna cum? You call me master" he says taking me into his mouth again before I can respond.

Fuck that. Like I'd ever call that bastard master. He's officially lost his shit if he thinks I would ever- oh fuck!

Randy squeezes my balls in his hands roughly, taking me deeper into his throat as he bobs his head. I feel my orgasm building and desperately need release.

Then for who knows what reason Randy pulls his mouth off of me and squeezes my dick roughly making me wince. "Say it bitch" he spits at me, those words turning me on way more than they should have. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly trying to ignore that burning need to cum. Then the devil before me starts stroking my length at an antagonizingly slow pace, making my legs shake.

My eyes meet his again, only for a second as he speeds up his hand, speeding up and slowing down driving me nuts. Whimpers and moans pour out of my mouth against my will. He stops and squeezes my cock again, this time harder.

"Shame. Guess I'll just have to leave you like this" he shrugs, looking down at me with that stupid smirk on his face. I shake my head and buck my hips, completely losing myself.

"N-no! Please let me cum! Please" I beg, scratching the floor trying to grip something that isn't there.

"Please what" he questions, stroking me once again faster and faster until I can't take it anymore.

"Master!!" I can't hold back anymore and shoot my load all over his hand, seeing stars as my head falls back. Even through the spots in my vision I can see the smirk on his face.

"Good boy."

A/N This one was a longer one hope you enjoyed it.

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