Desires of passion

Love is in the air

Jordan Love's POV:
Courtney and I were finishing up makeup for our night out. Mister tall, dark and handsome was there, as always, trying to get into Courtney's pants. I roll my eyes and close my eyeliner
"Can you two break it-" I stop as my eyes lock with a unknown pair staring at me. I scream and run over to Courtney. "The fuck!" She yells, turning from lover boy to see what I screamed for. Immediately, she sees the creep standing off in the dimly lit hall where the makeup chairs were set up. Tensing up, she raises an eyebrow, pushing me behind dean and stalking towards the stranger. I watch from behind Dean as my body fills with fear. When Courtney finally grabs the figure and pulls, I see that it's the oil slick of a man, Randy Orton. "Can I fucking help you snake?" Courtney sneers, her hands still cuffing his sleeveless hoodie, her eyes never leaving his. "I uh, I" He stumbled out just before a pair of hands wrap around Courtney's waist pulling her back and behind Dean, who I didn't even realize had moved. " Whoa there killer back up!" Dean calms Courtney stepping between the two tense wrestlers. He puffs his chest out and turns to Orton. "There a problem man?" Dean asks in an aggressive tone while still keeping some composure. "N-no" Orton stifles out before looking at me. His eyes flutter with what looks like attraction and I blush before feeling puzzled. "Hey guys, just let him go, it's fine" I say before giving Courtney the we need to talk look.  Courtney looks at me debating before nodding and pulling Dean Away by his forearm,causing him to shrug and follow behind clearly distracted by her ass. Rolling my eyes at the pair I look back to Randy to catch his eyes already on me. I nervously smile as my face heats up causing him to chuckle and wave softly as not to scare me. I quickly turn and grab Courtney's hand dragging her away from her gross flirting.  "Okay so, I'm pretty sure Orton likes me" I ramble biting my lip waiting for the famous Courtney freak out. " really?" Courtney simply asks ,Turning around to look at the two men who were also talking. Looking him up and down before turning back to me "he's hot, you should go for it! Invite him out with us you can hang out and I can keep an eye on you." She states no room for argument before smiling at me and skipping to dean. Wrapping her arms around him with her head pushed into his back. Dean smiles a real smile instead of his creepy smirk he usually wears and pulls Courtney in front of him.
                       Courtney's POV:
Dean pulls me in front of him and Randy wrapping his hands around my waist before leaning down to whisper in my ear " be a good girl and say hello to my friend kitten." His breath tickles causing a shiver to run down my spine. I look up at Randy who has the most annoying knowing look on his face. "Hey, stalker what were you doing creeping around anyway?" I ask feigning innocent. Dean smirks up at Randy before pulling his hand back and resting it on the back of my neck squeezing slightly. " that wasn't very polite Darlin." He growls out . Randy raises a brow before glancing at Jordan. " I was just walking by and I peeked in and I guess I looked terrifying enough to scream about" Jordan scoffs and turns around, borderline throwing a fit. I smirk and look Randy in the eyes "Well, I mean look at that body i'd be screaming for you too!" I wink causing everyone in the room to stare at me like I had lost my mind. Dean grabs a fist of my hair and pulls. "You know better". He looks at me, his eyes have darkened and his face has stiffened. I slightly drop my usual facade and nod slightly before feeling him release my hair. Jordan stares in almost an awed like state, which the notorious oil slick notices. Randy smirks softly and Jordan catches it , blushing deeply. "I-I'll meet you outside" Jordan says and hurriedly grabs her things before almost running out the door. Turning my head I see the marathon start and go to take a step in her direction being pulled back by dean. "Stay." He warns before turning to Randy "as much as I will probably regret this you should go check on her just be less... you man." Dean rolls his eyes at the happy puppy dog look Randy gets as he looks at the door that had slammed shut. Nodding he starts to stalk off in that direction before turning back to talk to dean who was already distracted. Standing in front of me with his hands on my shoulders just about to push me to my knees before he realizes Randy is still in the room, raises his eyebrow annoyed. "Nice meeting you Courtney, have fun!" He winks before turning to the door and walking away briskly. I look up at Dean, submission written all over my face. "Aw, what a poor helpless baby. Too bad I don't have a pretty collar to put on my pretty fucktoy" Dean smirks and runs his hand through my hair before following my face down to my neck. His hand tightens around my neck and I whimper softly.  Pushing my neck in to his hand more causing him to smirk and let go as I whine. " Quiet kitten, be a good girl and maybe you'll get more later. we aren't in a private enough place, can't let just anyone see what belongs to me" he leans down kissing me before straightening up and adjusting himself and getting his goofy grin like nothing had ever happened.
                                       Jordan's POV:
I stand on the railing of the dock that's across the way and look at the water. I hear heavy footsteps and turn around before see Randy. I blush and look down, fiddling with my hands. " you okay sugar?" He warmly asks sitting down next to me. Red takes over my entire face and I nod "yea I'm fine, I just needed fresh air" I say quietly and without looking at him at all. I feel a hand place on my thigh and my eyes widen before I shift slightly. " yeah, Dean is a pretty intense guy, I'm surprised they are so open with that in front of you." I raise a brow at him "Courtney's been a kinky fuck since she was like 14. Why do you think it's your place to even be asking?!" Randy does a double take has  fingers unconsciously tightening his grip and raising an eyebrow. " excuse me little girl? That's no way to talk to someone now is it?" Randy scolds eyes hard and face expressionless before catching himself quickly pulling back and muttering out an apology. My eye widen and I bit my lip before looking down. "I'm sor-" I stop myself from continue before fiddling with my hands. No one can know. I tell myself before looking at Randy. He seems to be deciding something before he leans over his head just above mine. "Good girl, I'll walk you back to your friend, and then I want you to put something cute on for me and I'll find you at the club." Randy purrs out in his deep raspy tone smirking before getting up and offering me a hand. "Yes s- Randy" I blush and smile before walking with him back to the arena. We get back and I go to my dressing room. I put on fishnets and a red skirt with a black cropped Asking Alexandria shirt. I put on an choker and  my platform boots. I part my hair and walk back out where everyone is. Courtney is also ready wearing a short black lace skater skirt, fishnets, and 6 inch heeled boots covered in spikes, her hair curled. Dean has his usual black sweatshirt and jeans with a thick black leather belt. His arm thrown over Courtney's shoulder with her holding his hand. "Is that... is that a hickey dean?" Randy points leaning into Courtney's neck to get a better view drawing my attention to her neck which had a.... collar!? I sigh, secretly disappointed by the fact that I don't have one "I see things have been taken to the next level" I wink at her before looking in the mirror and fixing myself a bit. "I uh.. yeah..." she stumbles out and blushed unlike her self as dean strokes the collar with his thumb looking overly proud of himself. " what's the matter Rands jealous you can't find a sub who will actually put up with your shit?" Dean jokingly snides to his friend.
I blush deeply and freeze, my suspicions being verified. "He could find someone if he wanted to!" I look at dean and he raises his brow,confused. My face goes white and I look down and start violently fiddles.
                                  Courtney's POV:
I watch amused as Jordan dugs herself into a hole she couldn't get her self out of, knowing dean was about to say something I quickly turn to Randy and sleezely look him up and down licking my lips before making eye contact " oh so Mr. eye candy is a dom huh? You know the collar just got put on so I mean..." I let it hang in the air causing Randy to laugh out clearly amused. "Courtney didn't you need to get lipstick from me? It's in our dressing room." Jordan glares from the door way making me snicker and follow her into the room . " don't get into a measure contest master I'm not sure if you would like the outcome!" I sass quickly closing and locking the door behind me laughing to my self before turning to the always Serious Jordan. " hey babes you still sure you want to go out with Orton it might not be as good of a match as I thought!" I call out as I start to rummage through her bag. "Yea I'm positive. He seems pretty nice actually." Jordan  rambles as I continue to go through her bag before stumbling upon clip on kitten ears and a small velvet collar with a small bell coming off a cute bow. Holding it up to inspect I turn slowly. " never mind! I think Randy will like these!" I yell out excitedly having no clue that this was anything she was even slightly into. Jordan blushes deeply and looks down "I-i was just experimenting" She snags the items out of my hand and shoved them back into her bag. " oh i bet you were! I'm sure a certain someone would be more than willing to give his guidance!!" I squeal excitedly with a huge smirk on my face.  She rolls her eyes "shut up about it! He can't know, no one can. It's just weird for me to like it, I'm not that kinda person" Jordan snaps out harshly. I grab and start rubbing my collar without thinking. " I uh. Okay, you need to stop being so hard on your self there is nothing wrong with it or you Liking it! Your literally surrounded by the kinkiest people right now J. If anyone understands it's us!" I try to calm her down and not let her know how much her words stung. Jordan nods "yea, I mean it's not a weird thing but it's just, different then how I am normal, ya know? I'm sorry if it sounded like I was being mean I wasn't trying to, it's just scary and new and different" Jordan stresses looking down at the ground sighing. " hey I'm fine you know me nothing bothers me, and I understand that it feels different than you normally do, have you seen me around dean I'm not Courtney Riot. I'm just Dean Ambrose's sub and it is so fucking freeing J to give complete control away and relax for once. So if there is even remotely a chance you like this and Randy then I say try it what's the worst that could happen?" I try to reason hugging Jordan tightly for like the 5th time in our entire friendship. "Okay, I will" she hugs me back and then we walk out to meet up with the dogs "Come on Fido, Come on Viper, time to go!" Jordan coos at them teasingly. Dean turns to glare at Jordan crossing his arms looking intimidating causing her to pause for a minute before shrugging. " see Randy this is what I mean no fucking respect From these two!" Dean growls to Randy who is staring Jordan down with a playful look as I get an your ass is still in trouble look from dean. "Hey you cant punish me, you don't own me" Jordan raises a brow and smirks "Uber's here" she says and  saunters off. "No he doesn't" Randy growls looking back at dean "but don't worry sugar he already has his hands full" Randy chuckles watching dean pull an annoyed looking Courtney behind him muttering about how she has never complained about his size before but quickly stops as he starts to dirty talk. Randy runs to catch up to Jordan who is already in the car waiting for the group.