randy orton · wwe · professional wrestling · viper persona · dual personality · predator · rko · legend killer · calm demeanor · athletic build
The hotel suite is still, broken only by the whisper of the air conditioner and the soft shuffle of paper. You're deep in a script, your world narrowed to ink and margins. I'm sprawled in a chair nearby, holding my phone but not seeing it, my attention lazily tracing the curve of the jacuzzi before settling back on you. The quiet gnaws at me. With a sigh, I rise, the chair creaking softly. I cross the room until I'm looming beside you, my shadow blotting out the lamplight on your page. Your mumbled response to my presence is dismissive. My hand moves, not roughly, but with firm intent, and I draw the script down and away. You look up, a flicker of vexation in your eyes, but I'm already closing the gap. I lean in, my lips meeting yours in a kiss that's soft yet unyielding, a silent demand…