Bad Company

Aug 16, 2012 21:19

“You look kind of worried, Code,” Ted murmured softly as he turned back towards his lover. Cody was watching from the front window as his parents packed their things into the rental car they had hired for the duration of the visit to go off to their hotel. They seemed to be having last minute words with Randy who was clearly paying attention to both of them wholly. It was certainly a sight to see, especially since he had never seen Randy looked so focused on anyone before… except maybe John. John. Even now he was still struggling to adjust to the news that John was who he was, and what he had been working to do. There was a small part of him that felt he should be outraged that John had taken advantage of his friendship… but he knew that whilst that may have been the truth to start it hadn’t remained that way long.

And it was clear since then that John was doing all he could in his power to help make this whole situation as easy as possible on the pair of them at least even if he couldn’t quite promise the same to the other campers; he didn’t doubt that John would try though. Curling his fingers through his hair briefly Ted wondered how the case was going. Thus far they had just been told about interviews still being carried out and that most of the campers were confessing to numerous acts of assault or intimidation being levelled on them… apparently thus far the only ones who weren’t talking were the campers returned to the camp. Why this surprised him Ted didn’t know; their indoctrination had been going on a lot longer after all.

“I’m just,” Cody sighed and rested a hand on the pane of the window, watching as his father heartily embraced Randy and his mother pinched his cheek (undoubtedly doing it because she knew how much it embarrassed him, and likely because she wanted to remind him that it didn’t matter how big he got she was still going to remember him as a six-ear-old streaking ‘round the garden at one of their families joint summer barbecues) before they got into the car and left. Feeling Ted’s hand resting affectionately, intimately on the back of his neck made Cody turn from the window then and he smiled softly, “Really, it’s not a major issue, Teddy.” The smile slid a little as he added, “I just… Dad and Dustin, I don’t want them duking it out again.”

The look on Ted’s face made Cody realise how that sounded and he quickly backtracked, “I mean, well, they’ve never actually come to blows… except for once,” he said meekly. Ted being hit by his father, sort of, had brought it all back to him and he didn’t want Ted to misunderstand and think that he was a hypocrite, or that his father was somehow a bad man who constantly relied on capital punishment. “It was… I was only young at the time, when Dustin left home. In case you hadn’t noticed there’s like a huge age gap between us,” Ted nodded but said nothing, gently massaging the back of Cody’s neck to encourage him to continue, “I don’t really know, and haven’t really liked to upset my parents by asking, why they fought.”

By they he meant his father and brother of course. “But that day… whatever the fight was about it just seemed to escalate way past anything that had ever been said before and--- I don’t know what he said, I was kind of trying not to listen but having little choice really, but all I know is it must have been something really bad… because dad hit him. Not, like a punch, a slap more like… I don’t know who it shocked more, Dustin or my dad. Dustin stormed out not long after but then… Well, that was the first time I learned that adults actually did cry.” He laughed, but not with much humour, “I told you I was only young when this happened,” he joked lightly. Ted smiled for his benefit but honestly his mind was racing, and he felt just a little bit ill as well.

Ill because of the thought that there was a chance Dustin could have sent Cody to that camp as a way to instinctively lash out at his father (and presumably his step-mother) and also because it just hammered home to him that there was a chance that his own family were probably going to be like that with him from now on. And he could see how sad it made Cody too; he had mentioned before he had tried to patch up the rift, get some brotherly relationship and that Dusty and his mother encouraged it… but it just never worked. There was a barrier there that the younger just couldn’t get through. And it seemed as though this was just going to add fuel to that old fire. Before they could say anything more the apartment door opened again.

“Your folks said they’ll probably stop by tomorrow again… I think your mum’s worried that we’re not eating properly, so she’ll be cooking for us no doubt,” he grinned as Cody groaned, and just like that Cody seemed to perk up again. For a moment Ted was completely lost (how could Cody just recover so quickly from an emotional and deep-rooted issue?) but then it occurred to him and he almost wanted to laugh at himself for not understanding. Randy knew Cody better than even he did, right? Clearly he knew all about the Rhodes’ history and secrets. Despite himself there was a little part of himself that resented that they had that closeness, that demanded Ted do everything in his power to ensure that they got a closeness greater than that.

As soon as possible. Ted shushed the voice firmly… but would be lying if he said he didn’t listen to it just a tiny bit. It took him a moment to realise that Randy seemed to be abuzz with excitement and he cocked his head-and then almost had his eyes fall out of their sockets in shock when Randy started casually disrobing to his boxers right then and there. Randy seemed oblivious and though Cody blushed just a touch he seemed used to it, continuing chatting to Randy as though this was completely normal. Dazedly Ted considered that there were a lot of things that he was going to have to get used to now that he was living with Randy. In a way he was both scared and curious to see what else he might experience living with the elder.

In hopes of somehow getting over what he was sure was an unusual reaction to having a friend undressing before him Ted cleared his throat and asked, “Are you going out somewhere?” whilst keeping his eyes firmly fixed atop the spot over Randy’s left ear. Randy was confused a moment and then grinned when he realised why Ted wasn’t looking at him; he was so cute, and just slightly better at handling first experiences of his almost nakedness than Cody had been. “My man has been working hard all day and I only got to see him for about half an hour this morning… we were interrupted before we could really begin to enjoy ourselves.” Ted’s eyes widened and his cheeks bloomed as he realised what Randy was possibly alluding to: sex.

“So to answer your question I’m going to shower, change, take my man to dinner and then take him back to his place and boink his brains loose,” Randy hummed, gleeful at that prospect. “I can trust you two kids alone right? Your mum and dad left you money for some food,” not to mention they had insisted on funding his and John’s date and told Randy that they wanted to meet him in person ASAP. The pair nodded, but immediately a sense of anticipation hit the air. Randy fought a smile; they could really do with following their urges but he wouldn’t push them. Well, not much. But he did give them his blessing in the form of a brand-new, unopened box of condoms before vanishing to shower, two fire-engine red teens left in his wake, gobsmacked.

Even if they didn’t use them he had promised Mrs Rhodes he’d pass them on.

~::~

“I think that’s enough for now,” the lawyer cut in after several more questions, Laurinitus having told them about which members of the church were the ones to usually tail people take pictures and gather information. John had carefully noted those names down because he was very certain one of those was the person to have taken the photo of himself and his lover and desecrate it… and what kind of man would he be if he didn’t protect his love? And what kind of cop would he be if he overlooked what could now definitely be alluded to as a genuine threat? Especially with the way Laurinitus had talked about getting him out of the way. Now, John doubted they had the balls to go so far as to kill but it was very ominous.

“We’ll definitely be speaking again, especially if something else comes back to you that you can think of to help us,” he didn’t add in ‘and win some favour with the DA for a plea-bargain’ but they words hovered in the air even so, and he didn’t doubt for a second that Laurinitus would spend the rest of his lawyer’s visit going through with him what would aid him and what may abet him--- but that would be slightly less of a fatality to his overall outcome if he came and ‘fessed up before being prompted and having the whole load of sordid details dragged out in court. “Be sure to let us know if anything else comes to mind, Johnny-boy,” John tried hard as he could not to let his distaste show over the fact that he and such a cretin had to share the same given name.

Laurinitus was sweating up a storm this time but still working hard to look unruffled. Of course, given that the man had been squealing like a pig being chased for the slaughterhouse that wasn’t exactly an image he could pull off anymore. The officer outside prepared to lead Laurinitus to another holding-cell where he could spend his remaining time talking to his lawyer until he was returned to the lock-up. The only plus side, not counting Senior, was that they had enough to hold them… or, well, that hadn’t entirely been the case for Senior before, but now… Well, even if he was a spineless creep Laurinitus was a spineless creep who was very much in the know and if he carried on being cooperative like this then that would really help their case.

Outside of interrogation room John sighed and rubbed his temples; he was going to have to start investing in some headache medication before too long he was sure, because the throbbing ache in his temples was becoming all too commonplace for his liking. Dwayne looked equally unimpressed, and given how careful the man was about schooling his expression a lot of the time this was a big deal indeed. “Well, we’re getting him to sing.” The other man spoke after a moment, almost to himself, “-all that remains now is keeping on the pressure. If we push right then we’re going to get the extra mile we need to secure ourselves a conviction.” Nodding, John glanced at his phone and tried, and failed, to fight a smile; Randy was waiting for him.

“Maybe I should have the chief ban you from seeing this guy for a while,” Dwayne grouched slightly, “That goofy grin on your face is beginning to make me sick, Cena. Is he really that good in bed? Better yet: are you?” there had to be a reason the man kept coming back after all. If he had been expecting John to rise to his bait though he was rather disappointed when the other only began heading towards his desk, undoubtedly ready to catalogue the interview tape he had in hand and to pass that on to their boss (who would undoubtedly pass it to Evan to transcribe and try to gleam more out of-he was really good with audio) and called lightly over his shoulder, “Whichever it is, Dwayne, you’re never going to get chance to find out.”

For a moment Dwayne looked genuinely flabbergasted and then he started after John, “I damn well don’t want to find out!” he insisted, slightly pissed that John had managed to wrong-foot him, “And if I did I would rock your world, Cena.” Dwayne was so hetero that only he could make allusions to being homosexual to save his ego when John would bet $20 that if one of his fellow members of the gay population made a move on Dwayne he would freak the fuck out. Smirking slightly to himself John checked Dave’s office after filling in the necessary paperwork, promising he’d keep his phone on should anyone need him but otherwise determining that he really didn’t want to be back on-shift until tomorrow morning unless it was damn well crucial he had to.

Making his way back to his apartment he found Randy inside of it. Well, it was still ‘his’ apartment for now but since the job was technically finished he was going to be completing more of a commute to come and see his lover from now on. Not that he minded; Randy was worth it and he had already gotten him a key-cut should he need it. Randy’s knew job was closer to John’s place than his own in town, funnily enough, so there was every chance that he would be coming over. And, Randy being Randy, even though it wasn’t John’s actual home seemed to be quite content in making himself at home there anyway… It was definitely something that John could get used to. “You look hot,” he found himself blurting without thinking, then blushing darkly.

“Why thank you,” Randy purred, slinking up from the couch like a sleek jungle cat and stalked across to John in several strides. Arms going around the detective’s waist Randy couldn’t resist squeezing John’s ample ass through the grey slacks he wore. “I missed you today,” he nibbled John’s ear, “And I don’t want to wait for quality time anymore so get your fine ass in that shower and then into the clothes I’ve picked out so we can go,” he pulled back, “-chop chop,” he prompted. Torn between amusement and bemusement John playfully saluted, “Yes master.” That earned him a sharp slap on the behind that had him giving en embarrassed and startled yelp, flipping Randy off as he vanished into the bathroom and his lover all but collapsed laughing.

Exiting his room about twenty minutes later freshly showered, shaved and changed John asked curiously, “Is that an overnight bag?” he indicated the item by the door. “Yeah,” Randy said casually, “I’m saying over tonight,” though he sounded casual and airy there was a small flicker in his eyes that said he seemed to be anticipating a chance that John might tell him to piss off. As if he would. “Any particular reason why?” John asked innocently as he pocket his phone and wallet and suddenly Randy chuckled, “Well, yeah, actually. Aside from wanting to fuck you six ways to Sunday? I kinda have the feeling that we won’t be the only ones doing the mattress mambo tonight.” He didn’t bother to elaborate, merely grabbed John’s hand and exited the apartment.

He was smart, he’d figure it out anyway, give it a few minutes.

~:~

Cody could have cursed Randy's lack of subtlety. He and Ted were being left alone for the first time really, the first time they had any peace and any kind of time to spend together and Randy had left them with a packet of condoms that suggested that he knew where their minds would go. Which he probably did. The thing was that he had no idea if Ted would even be ready to sleep with him. It had been a crazy time and Ted had seen his life changed in a thousand ways but he certainly hadn't stopped believing in God even if he had stopped believing in the church. He may still have some moral objection to them being together. And Cody was a virgin himself, he might not be ready - although the thought of being with Ted that way made him immediately hard and anxious, so much of his being consumed with desire that it seemed rather foolish to think that he might not be ready. He was so ready.

But he wasn't about to push Ted into anything at all and so when Randy went out, he suggested to Ted that they dress down, grab some snacks and watch a film. Which was how Ted ended up looking through Randy's films in bare feet, sweats and a vest while Cody doled out snacks in sweats of his own. He had though elected to remain shirtless, although it was a warm night that wasn't his sole reason. He wanted Ted to become used to that kind of thing and he might as well start now. After all, if Ted was staying with Randy then his exposure to nudity would soon be multiplied, Randy would think it his duty to ensure it was.

He was rather surprised when he got back to the living room and found that Ted had chosen the South Park film, until Ted admitted he'd always wanted to see it but had been rather put off by the admission of a school friend that there was a lot of bad language. Cody assured him that it served a purpose to the plot and they settled down to watch, soon assuming a position where Cody was leaning against Ted, Ted's arm over his shoulders and occasionally feeding him pringles. Ted winced several times near the beginning upon hearing the gratuitous bad language but after a while became engrossed, laughing out loud in places. It did Cody all kinds of good to hear that.

The snacks were depleted before the film was done and y the time it ended the two of them were wrapped in one another's arms chuckling at the closing scenes. Cody reached lazily for the remote and clicked the DVD off, music coming on instead since they'd left it on some generic music station prior to turning the film on. “You enjoy the movie baby?”

“Yeah,” replied Ted, sounding so surprised that Cody laughed. “What? I thought it was funny, but it wasn't y'know, mindless. Gives you a lot to think about.”

“Hmm, yeah, but I'm through thinking for the moment,” said Cody. “My mind's been working overtime way too much lately. A little mindlessness isn't a bad thing.”

“I suppose not.” Ted stroked his fingers against Cody's skin. “You wanna put another one on?”

“Maybe in a while,” replied Cody. “I'm not in a hurry to get up. Quite comfy here thanks very much.”

“Yeah?” Ted let his hand wander down Cody's side and brush against a particularly ticklish spot. “How 'bout now?”

Cody wriggled, sniggering and manoeuvring himself so he was practically lying on his stomach on top of Ted. “You're not getting me off here that easy DiBiase.” He took advantage in the change of position to press a quick kiss to Ted's lips. At least, it was supposed to be quick. As soon as he pulled away his mind pressed him for more and he leaned in for another kiss. Ted obliged him and within moments they were lying on the couch, Cody practically lying on Ted as their kisses deepened, became passionate and all-consuming. For Cody, it hadn't been like that since they had gone to camp simply because they hadn't dared and things since they got back had been so emotional. And it was still emotional but in a whole 'nother way.

The loose sweats they both wore did nothing to hide their arousal and Cody gasped as he shifted slightly and felt himself rubbing against Ted. The motion broke the kiss and he looked back into Ted's eyes, both of them flushed and breathless. Ted's hand rubbed slowly against his back and Cody felt a little light-headed.

“Teddy,” he murmured, a little surprised at how husky his voice had become. “We don't have to do anything tonight.”

“I know,” replied Ted, sounding at least as aroused as Cody was. His eyes didn't leave Cody's although he seemed to get a little redder. “But I was hoping that tonight - since we're alone and all. We might make the most of it. We don't have to.”

Cody's breath caught as he considered the implications, that he and Ted might be making love soon, that night. “I want to,” he said softly, leaning his head down to catch Ted in another kiss. With no limitation and no need to rein in his desires before they got out of control, he put every bit of passion and need and love he had for the other man into it. Their bodies moved against one another's and Cody realised that if they stayed where they were, they would end up getting carried away right there on the couch. While the thought wasn't an unpleasant one, he wanted their first time together to be a little more special than getting over-excited in the living room while Bon Jovi played in the background.

He stroked the side of Ted's face then forced himself to get off his lover, reaching out for Ted's hand and pulling him to his feet. “Come on baby,” he said, leading Ted to their bedroom. There was no hesitation from Ted and Cody felt his heart lift still further, although it was beating faster than usual. He was nervous as hell but he wanted this, more than he had ever wanted anything before. As soon as they got there he got Ted's vest off him, drinking in the sight of the skin on display to him. He had seen Ted topless before of course but never when there was the promise of more to come. Ted was nervous too, he could sense it and Cody pressed his lips to the hollow of Ted's throat, gaining a slight growl from the man before he let his mouth trail further down to Ted's chest. He could feel Ted's heart beating in his ribs as he pressed a kiss to one of Ted's nipples, letting his tongue dart over the nub and a thrill of excitement ran through him as he heard Ted moan quietly. The sound made Cody raise his head and look into Ted's face, at his darkened eyes and slightly parted lips and felt a wave of lust so violent it nearly knocked him off his feet.

“Teddy...” He pressed his body against Ted's, speaking almost directly into the other man's ear. They had never talked about how they wanted this to go but Cody knew. “Take me.”

Ted immediately ran his hand down the small of Cody's back, pausing a second at the waistband of his sweats before pushing them down. Cody allowed the pants to fall to the floor, kicking them off and taking Ted's hands to pull him over to the bed. Ted seemed suddenly nervous again and Cody let him stand by the bed a moment while he lay on it, giving Ted a large smile as he lay there completely naked. “Are you okay baby?”

Ted nodded, then cleared his throat slightly. “Probably best we do it this way. You might break me in half with that thing.”

Cody blinked for a moment then laughed, sitting up and reaching for Ted. “Are you really okay with this?”

Again, Ted nodded. “I'm a little scared...”

Cody tried not to react. He had known there might be some leftover from Ted's upbringing when it came to this moment but he had hoped that it wouldn't. “It's gonna be okay baby. We're not doing anything wrong.”

Ted looked a little surprised. “I know. I'm not worried about that. No! I got over that, more or less. I'm uh... I'm scared of hurting you. I know the uh, mechanics but I'm worried it won't uh, fit.”

Cody bit back a laugh at the phrasing - laughing at Ted right then would put him off forever. Instead he took Ted's hand. “You won't hurt me baby. I trust you. People do this all the time and it seems to work okay for them. We can make it work for us as well.” He winked. “Though we'll never find out if you keep your pants on.”

Ted chuckled and pushed down his own sweats, expression a little shy as he stood naked before Cody. Cody didn't think he had anything to be shy about, there was no reason at all. He swallowed, his throat catching. “Teddy, you're beautiful.”

Ted flushed slightly but let Cody pull him onto the bed, the pair of them indulging themselves in another long kiss. The initial fire they had felt had damped down slightly with their uncertainty but it certainly hadn't gone.

Cody broke the kiss, rolling over slightly to open the drawer at his side and remove the lubricant he'd had in there since he came to stay. He didn't miss the look that streaked across Ted's face at the sight and pulled his lover in for another kiss, feeling the slight trembling in his body. It was a whole lot less noticeable than the first time they had kissed one another, right there on that same bed, but it was there. He broke the kiss and nipped at Ted's lower lip, pressing the tube into Ted's hand. Ted looked at it curiously. “This is open.”

“Yeah,” replied Cody with a slightly shamefaced grin. “I used it a couple of times indulging in a little self-love.”

Ted looked blank for a moment and then something like realisation dawned in his eyes. Of course, realised Cody, Ted had never done anything like that with it being against the churches dogma. Oh hell, and now he had the image of Ted learning all about that kind of pleasure for the first time while Cody watched him... he was going to have to calm himself down a little. They would have time for that kind of thing, all the time in the world.

Ted uncapped the tube and squeezed some of the fluid onto his fingers. Cody hid a smile at the curiosity he showed at the substance and lay back, spreading his legs wide, feeling suddenly vulnerable. Revealing himself to Ted this way made him feel exposed and what if Ted lost his nerve? He'd feel even worse after putting himself in this position. However, Ted shifted his own position and touched a finger to Cody's entrance. Cody's breath hitched. Even that slight pressure felt better than he had anticipated and when Ted's finger slipped inside him, he let out a shaky breath. It felt a little alien but it also felt good.

“It's good baby,” he said hoarsely, knowing that Ted was probably still worried about harming him. “You're doing good--”

Ted kissed the inside of his thigh and Cody sighed happily, feeling his body loosening as Ted's finger worked inside him. After a minute or so a second finger was added and that felt different, he felt fuller and there was a slight discomfort that he refused to show and faded quickly. His body loosened further and he laid back on the bed, letting out the occasional moan and breathing hard. It was starting to feel good, incredibly good and he wanted more.

And then Ted scissored his fingers and Cody arched his back, moaning loudly. “Baby, I need more--”

He looked down at Ted and saw how the blonde was biting his lip in concentration, the small detail filling him with a wave of affection for the blonde. Ted pulled his his fingers out entirely and then went back, this time with three. This time there was something akin to pain and Cody took a sharp breath. Ted immediately stopped what he was doing.

“I'm fine baby,” said Cody quickly. The last thing he wanted was for Ted to stop and it wasn't quite pain that he was feeling anyway. It was a sense of fullness that he had never before experienced, not wholly comfortable. But he intended to get used to it in a hurry because when Ted's cock was in there, well, that was certainly larger than fingers. “Just take it slowly...”

Ted nodded, doing as he had been told, taking it slowly with Cody. Cody found that he was starting to open to Ted even more, the careful breaths that he had been taking giving way to sighs of pleasure. He still felt full but the sensation of Ted's fingers moving inside him, stimulating his nerve endings was the most intense thing he'd ever felt. The more comfortable he got the bolder Ted became, thrusting deeper into Cody, stretching him more. He shifted a little to raise his hips more and Ted's fingers curled a little and suddenly Cody was transported, bolts of electricity shooting through his body originating from where Ted had touched him. He cried out his lovers name, writhing on the bed and gripping the sheets tightly. Ted hesitated for a moment and then with a sly smirk that Cody had never seen on him before, pressed against that spot again. Cody let out some noise that he hadn't even known he was capable of and couldn't bring himself to be embarrassed about it, too lost in pleasure. And then Ted did it again and Cody didn't think he could carry on breathing if he didn't have Ted inside him right that second.

“Teddy,” he moaned, barely coherent. “I need you Teddy, please--”

pairing: codiasi, rating: nc-17, genre: au, author: wrestlemanix, author: future_ex

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