Title: But I Got Him Where I Want Him Now
Summary: Cody apologizes, but how does Brett feel about this whole thing?
Disclaimer: The WWE is not mine nor are any of it's child branches, it is the 96% property of the McMahon's and God bless the bastards that work for them. I respect the sexual preferences and identities of all the wrestlers on WWE roster, and who they share a bed with is really none of my business.
Warnings: Kinda dark themed, but not really…IT'S SLASH, PEOPLE!! If I have to warn you by now, you obviously haven't been reading very long!
AN: I realize that this has the same title as another Randiasi fic of mine, but they both fic each story separately. That fic is a virgin!Ted fic and guess who pops him? Go check it out, if that's your type of thing (it should be posted now or posted soon, depending on when you're reading.)
"Saved the title again!" Ted declared triumphantly once they got into Legacy's locker room "Woo!"
Randy laughed at his beau's enthusiasm, "Yeah, just like the writers planned it."
"Why you gotta ruin my fun, huh?" Ted snapped the edge of his lover's trunks playfully, laughing at the mock scowl he got "It was still brilliant! The way my brother came out there and just wailed on Cena? That was priceless!"
Randy's brow creased, glancing around, "Yeah, where is that little brat?"
"Probably trying to calm down somewhere quiet" Ted shrugged, grabbing a towel and wiping the sweat from his face and neck "Poor 'thang was nervous as hell."
"He went through with it" Randy rolled his shoulders, a soft pop indicating he was going to be sore tonight "Color me impressed."
Ted was about to shoot back a reply when the door opened, and in came their third. Cody looked tired, more than a man his age should be. His bright eyes danced between them, but his gaze settled on DiBiase.
"Teddy?" Cody implored "Can I talk to you? Alone?"
Randy scoffed, "After what you pulled last week?"
Ted touched his lover's arm, indicating it was all ok.
"Ok, Codes, sure."
Ted followed his friend out into the empty hall.
"I wanna say I'm sorry" Cody tried to get all the words out in one breath "It was all so stupid, to end our friendship over a guy. I love you so much Teddy, and I don't want you to hate me for acting like a kid! I know you probably want nothing to do with me, but you're the bestest friend I've ever had and I don't want to lose you!"
Ted stood silent for a moment, then his lips quirked upwards, "Bestest?"
"Don't make fun of me!" Cody came up and wrapped his arms around the blonde, tears in his eyes "Forgive me, Teddy?"
"Of course I forgive you" Ted hugged him back tightly, grateful that his friend had decided to let Randy go "You still don't love Randy, do you?"
"Well…" Cody pulled away, chewing at his lower lip.
Ted's eyes narrowed at the youth, "Cody."
"…Evan asked me out on a date…and I said yes…so…"
"Little Evan Bourne?" Ted's eyebrows shot up to his hairline "I didn't think you two even talked."
Cody shrugged, "He's cute."
"Well I can't argue with that, but still" Ted scratched the back of his head "You'll have pretty babies, that's 'fer sure. Now for smarts, I can't speak of-"
"Teddy!" Cody swat at him, smiling even though a tear was rolling down his cheek "Don't! We don't even know each other yet!"
"You'll have him in bed soon enough, Codes."
"Yeah, but still!"
Randy pulled his jacket out of his locker and looked through the pockets, hoping he hadn't lost the keys to the rental. Cody was going to kill him if he did. How could have lost them already?!
A soft jingle met his ears, he turned.
Young Brett DiBiase stood there in the middle of the room, holding up the car keys he had been searching for. The boy's button up was open down half a dozen ivory buttons, exposing some of his defined chest.
Randy gave him a fond smile, admiring how much the young man looked like his older brother, "Now how'd you get those?"
"Wasn't hard" the younger man drawled, that same twang Teddy had "You just left 'em on the floor."
"Thanks" Randy held out his hand expectantly.
Brett bit his lower lip, giving him an innocent look from beneath his lashes. Coming from Ted, that little I'm so innocent, why don't you lay me out and taint me? look would've had him wound up and ready to fuck. Coming from Brett? It was just adorable, like a puppy with his big eyes. Randy wasn't falling for it, crooking his finger at the younger man. The blonde handed them over, Randy gave a nod of approval.
"You did good out there" Randy stated, stuffing the keys safely back into his jacket before hanging it up "You keep that up, and you'll have the WWE's attention in no time."
"You really think so, Randy?" Brett inquired softly, moving so he stood close beside the champion.
Randy nodded absently, putting his foot up on the bench to work on the laces of his boot, "You're not up to your brother's level, but one day you may get there. If you work hard, that is. I know Teddy works his cute little ass off."
"I bet there are some things that I'm better at than Ted" Brett reached out, brushing his knuckles along the older man's arm. Randy turned his head, ready to say something sarcastic, when he saw how close the young DiBiase was standing.
"Cover yourself, kid" Randy grabbed the open fold of his shirt, tugging it closed "You want some of these horndogs to get ideas in their heads about you? Some of them won't think to just take what they want."
Brett's sap rose at the feel of the older man's fingertips on his chest (even briefly), "There's only one man I want to take what they want from me."
"Really?" Randy asked in mild interest, turning his attention back to his stubborn boot "Now who could've caught your eye already? Your hips aren't even fully developed yet, who could you wanna seduce?"
Randy found his hand grabbed, put flat on the younger man's hip. He turned, wide eyes settling on Brett. The boy backed him up into the lockers, letting his own small hand curl around Randy's bicep.
"You'll find I'm developed all over, Randy" Brett purred, letting his hand trail up and kneading into the strong neck "And ready to get owned by the WWE Champion."
Randy was completely thrown by this, a change of direction from the innocent kid that was always hanging off his brother's arm.
"I saw your initials on Ted's hip, I know you two are fucking" Brett leaned forward, trying to take a kiss but only making the older man smack his head back into the locker in a way to get away from him "You could have me instead."
"And just why the fuck would I want that?" Randy growled, a little annoyed with this brat's smug smile.
"Cause I'm younger, sweeter, more willing than my big brother could ever be" Brett pressed fully against him, letting the taller man feel in no uncertain terms just how much he wanted him "And that's why you wanted Ted. I can be better than him, just give me a chance."
//I am so fucking sick of explaining myself.//
Randy flipped their positions, pinning the younger man by the collar of his shirt. Brett's head bounced off the locker, but he was so sick with his own lust he didn't seem to give a fuck. The younger man arched, rubbing up against him like a cat.
"Stop it!" Randy growled, jolting him against the metal until he froze.
Brett found himself trapped by the older man's poison stare, a helpless bunny against The Viper.
"I love your brother, and that love is the only thing stopping me from beating some sense into your head" Randy began, keeping the young man trapped tight "I don't care how young or how cute you think you are, it doesn't matter. I'm tired of all you younglings running around my feet, throwing yourselves out like I've never had anything better before."
Brett teared up, but nodded eagerly so as not to be hit.
"Now I don't wanna hear another word of this" Randy cocked his head, narrowing his eyes at the boy "You got me, DiBiase?"
Brett nodded again, "I-I'm sorry, Randy…I d-don't know what I was thinkin'…"
The door opened up, startling both men.
Ted's eyes swept over the scene, taking in every detail, intelligent eyes showing he knew exactly what was going on here. He shut the door in his best friend's face, a scowl twisting his plush lips.
Randy jumped away from the twenty-one year old like he burned him, wondering just how his lover was going to react.
"I was wonderin' how long it would take ya to try and move in, little brother" Ted tisked, walking forward "I've seen the way you've been eyein' Randy."
Brett dropped his eyes, flushed at being caught so openly in his seductress-act.
"What daddy would say about either of us" Ted clicked his tongue, shaking his head like he was disappointed "You done makin' an ass of yourself, baby bro?"
Brett nodded slowly, keeping his eyes on the floor.
"Good" Ted waved gestured him closer with two fingers "Come 'ere."
Brett slunk toward his brother, afraid of what was going to happen to him. He was trapped in a one arm hug, their foreheads brushing.
"I love you, Bretty" Ted stated honestly, looking into eyes that nearly mirrored his own "I do, you know I do. More than Mike. But don't let me catch you with your hands on my man again, ok?"
Ted's hand tightened, Brett whimpering when his brother's nails bit into his skin.
"Or I'm gonna hurt you" Ted finished, not a trace of malice in his voice "I don't wanna, little brother, but I will. You're damn pretty, and you can go find yourself someone just as pretty. Can you do that for me, Bretty?"
Brett nodded like a mindless doll, getting an affectionate pet along the back of his neck.
"Good boy" Ted walked past him "Run along now."
Ted sauntered right up to Randy, eyes smoldering.
"Ted, I'd never-"
"I know how you like your men" Ted grabbed him by the back of the neck, turning him around so Randy's back was to his little brother "Show me."
Randy gently shoved his lover until his back his the wall, his hand settled in the dip of the blonde's back to keep him close to his own body. Randy placed a sweet kiss on his lips, another, then peppered them along his cheek and jaw. Their chests pressed, body oil and sweat making the contact slick. Ted kept his hand firmly over the back of his lover's neck, not forcing but guiding him in his chaste affection. They slotted together perfectly, nearly the same height and filled with equal passion.
Ted looked over his lover's shoulder, finding his brother still standing there watching. There as a gleam of hope in Brett's eyes, seen there in the way he licked his lips. Ted caught his gaze and flashed him a smirk, smug as he clawed his hand up into his man's shorn hair. Ted tilted Randy's head, his other hand snaking down to cup his firm ass through the material of his Orton trunks. DiBiase parted his lips, eyes still locked with equal blue, and roughly raked his teeth down the champion's neck.
Randy's lusty groan killed all hope left in Brett.
Mine Ted mouthed at his brother, a snarl now on his lips.
Brett surrendered, quickly darting out of the room.
"Randy?" Ted cooed into his lover's ear, knowing he had every ounce of his lover's attention "Ever fucked in a locker room shower before?"
Randy nodded against his neck, panting with lust.
"Ever been fucked in one?"