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Title: Leave those kids alone.
Author: Nadia, whowatchesnadia
Pairing: James Storm/Robert Roode (Beer Money)
Rating: R.
Summary: James asks Robert to take care of his daughter while he goes shopping for groceries.
Content: M/M, sexual themes, swearing, TNA talent(for my non-TNA viewing friends), and children. Don’t like any of these? Don’t read this.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, nor will I ever claim to. These men belong to TNA Wrestling.
AN: Well I knew James had a daughter and I’ve always wondered what it would be like if Robert Roode interacted with her as a favor to James :P, and I have no idea what her name is so she’ll just be Jessica I guess. Enjoy!
“You want me to do what?” I asked incredulously.
The man in question just gave that grin of his and downed the rest of his BudLight, wiping the straying drops with the back of his hands. He set the empty bottle down with a satisfied sigh and sat back in his chair, regarding me closely with a small glint in his eyes. He leaned forward, “You heard me. I asked if you can babysit Jess while I go grocery shopping.”
“Don’t you have family members that do that for ya?” It’s not like I didn’t want to do it. I’d do anything for my Cowboy.
It’s just just children and I don’t mix. I’m THE Robert Roode and kids are… monsters in training.
“Oh, come on,” James scoffed, “they’re all busy and I thought it would be nice if you got to know her that’s all.” He grinned at me. And I realized what the little SOB was trying to do, but it was not going to work on me. Not even if he -
“Bobby…” he wined, pouting the pout.
Well shit. But alas, even if James pouts those blow job lips at me, I ain’t gonna give in.
“Jimmy.” I deadpanned in response, warning him with a stern glare.
Even through my firm stare, he must have noticed my resolve was cracking (he always does) and moved one of his hands over to the top of my thigh, his fingers teasingly tickling my crotch through my jeans. Despite myself I gasped and because of my damned instincts I arched into his touch.
I saw a flash of triumph in his eyes. Damn it, Bobby!
“J-Jimmy… fuck, that’s not fair,” I moaned, but I couldn’t let him win! “J-Jame - James!”
The little bastard still went on, watching my every move, eyes glazed with lust… and determinination.
“Come on, Bobby, please?” The rubbing now became more consistant, and the added friction was enough to make me just give up and give into to his demands, and then throw him over thebar and take his pert ass right there.
“You know I love you… and if you do this,” his voice dropped to a seductive whisper as he brought his lips to my ear, “I’ll reward you.”
Now I’m not gonna lie and say the thought of him rewarding me didn’t go straight to my dick, but I wanted to have more willpower than that; but the image of him under me and me watching his face as I reamed him or the thought of him bouncing enthusiastically in my lap was so overwhelming my distate in kids was almost forgotten.
“A reward, you say?” He nodded coyly in response.
“That’s right,” he then removed his hand from the ever hardening bulge in my pants and stood up, “now how ‘bout we start part one of Bobby’s Reward?”
My smirk turned into a full blown grin as I got up and ran to catch up with James as he walked out the door.
x-x-x-x-
“James?” I asked, panic rising in my system.
“What babe?” He responded, and handed me a beer and gave that… thing a little sippy-cup filled with apple juice.
“It’s… looking at me.” To my despair, James just snorted instead of doing what he should be doing - which is removing the kid out of my prescence
“It’s ok, Bobby,” he walked over to his daughter and picked her up, cooing at her. The sight was sweet enough to give anyone cavities. But something wasn’t right. It looked as if…
I snapped to attention in horror. “Oh no! You are not bringing that thing over here!”
James stopped walking and pouted at me, but his eyes showed that he wasn’t pleased.
“Robert, holding Jess is apart of the deal,” he sat by me, setting Jess on his lap, he looked at me, “and she’s not it or a thing. She’s Jessica. So please?” He held Jessica up and put his face next to hers; both of them now pouting at me and it was too much to bear.
I sighed heavily and opened my arms, wincing inwardly as he carefully put Jessica in my arms. As I looked at her, I felt something. Honestly, it kind of creeped me out. As my eyes widened as Jess stared at me, I realized she had the exact same eyes as Jimmy. I looked at him, and he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking because he gave me a short but loving peck on the lips and then kissed his daughter on her botton nose.
The silence we sat in was not only comfortable but… warming in a way that I will never be able to explain.
Jessica’s sneezing jarred us out of our reverie.
“Ok, it’s about time I leave now,” he decided.
As he walked to the door he grabbed his keys and wallet and then turned around, looking as if he was going to forget grocery shopping and stay. He smiled, in a way that showed off all of his pearly whites.
“Behave,” he said to me, a hint of adoration in his voice. I scoffed but smiled despite myself.
“Ok, bye. I love you!” James cooed.
“Love you too, babe.”
“I was talking to Jess.”
I pouted, but the playful smile gracing James’s face told me that it was meant for me too. I smiled back and then he was gone.
I stared at the door he left in for a while. Not a single thought crossed my mind except that I am now left alone… with a child. As heartwarming as that little moment was when I first held the thi- er, I mean Jessica, I still have great disdain when it comes to children, and now I’m left alone with one.
Even if James Storm gives the best blowjobs in the fucking universe, it aint gonna change shit.
Jessica began making pulling on my shirt and it was starting to make me uncomfortable.
“What? What do ya want?”
She just stared at me. For the love of God…
“Ok then. Do you… ah! A toy! Would you like to play with a teddy bear?”
She looked at me, as if just regarding me before giving a small smile and saying, “Sure.”
That reminded me exactly what James did when I first asked him out. I found a grin fighting its way onto my face. “Ok, teddy bear it is then,” I set Jess on the cushion next to me, “stay here, ok kiddo?”
She nodded obediantly and watched me as I looked for a teddy bear - which was in the middle of having a teaparty with a duck, rabbit, and a cowboy hat. With a smile I realized that James was probably a VIP member.
Jessica was still watching me as I sat down and I held out the bear, which she took with a soft, “Thank you, Bobby.”
And then it happened.
She got up and slowly and carefully - as if afraid of how I would react - she climbed up in my lap, leaning her little blonde head on my chest.
One, she’s got more guts than I thought. Two, instead of being repulsed and pushing her away, I found my arms coiling around her small body. Oddly enough, I found it… comforting, in a way. Looking down at her; watching her as she watched me, a bemused expression on her face, I realized how much she reminded me of my Jimmy. I smiled softly as the warmth spread through my body.
Jessica cocked her head to the side, a curious look gracing her innocent features.
She looked at me head on, “Do you love Daddy, Bobby?”
I spluttered; kids these days, they know more than we think. As baffled as I was, I pulled her closer and kissed her on the forehead, whispering, “Yes, I love your daddy very much.”
“Good,” she said, and snuggled into me further, forcing me to lay us down on the couch. “Because Daddy loves you too.”
I smiled, “Really?”
“Yeah, of course!”
“Does your Daddy talk about me?”
At this she looked up at me, “Not really. But, he doesn’t need to. I can tell!”
“And how is that, Ms. Jessica?” She giggled at her nickname, and as I watched her crinkle up her nose in the cutest way ever, it took all my willpower not to tickle her so I could hear those giggles again.
“Well, Bobby,” she began. “You know how on TV they show the family - the daddy, the mommy, the kids and the dog? You know the way the daddy looks at the mommy? Daddy looks at you that way, and he’s always joyful.”
Yeah, kids definitely know more than we think they do.
“Well, that’s good,” I said, stroking her blonde hair as I’m sitting there grinning like an idiot.
We sat in comfortable silence for a while, Jessica whispering softly to her teddy bear - “His name is Mr. Tuddles!” - and me staring out the window, secretly hoping that this wouldn’t be the last time I would be able to do this.
The silence was broken when Jessica yawned. I grinned down at her, “Are we sleepy?”
She nodded, cuddling Mr. Tuddles close to her small frame and snuggling into me. Minutes later, her eyes closed as she fell into blissful sleep.
As I listened to her steady breathing, I found myself closing my eyes, and held Jess closer, feeling a happiness I’ve never felt before as I fell asleep.
*-*-*-*-*-*
James rushed home as quickly as he could when he finished grocery shopping - a box of Fruity Pebbles, milk, a toy for Jess, and a six-pack of Jack Daniels if you must know- fearing that he would come to find Jessica locked in a cage somewhere.
But he never expected to see Robert and Jessica lying on the couch - “And no one’s tied up I see,” James noted, astonished - Jessica lying safely in Bobby’s arms.
“Well, I’d be damned,” James chuckled, setting down the groceries and walking towards his two favorite people in the whole world.
Robert woke up at the sound of intrusion, bringing Jessica closer to him protectively, smiling when he saw who it was.
“Jimmy. You’re home,” he whispered softly, a smile growing on his face at the wide grin on his lover’s.
“Yeah, and I was thinking, how about I put Jessica in bed and we can have our own cuddle session on the couch?”
Robert’s grin stretched for miles, “Sure, Cowboy, whatever you want. But you do realize now that I’m going to want to do this more often?”
“I take it you like Jess now?”
“Love her!” Robert reached up and pulled James down so he was eye level with him, “I love her just as much as I love you.”
“You gonna stop talking so you can show me how much you love me?”
James smiled coyly and brought Robert’s lips to his in a sweet kiss, unlike any of the other hungry, lust filled kisses they’ve shared before.
Neither of them noticed Jessica waking up, watching them with a knowing smile on her face. She cleared her throat pointedly, smiling widely at the ‘caught!’ expressions on the two men’s faces.
James grinned sheepishly and picked up his daughter, setting her small frame on his hips as he smiled adoringly at Robert.
“I have to go and put her in her bed if we want this to go any further, wait here?”
“No.” James frowned.
“No? Why no?”
“Because I want to tuck her in with you,” Robert explained, a soft pink tint on his cheeks, as if embarrassed for being that much of a sap.
Robert grinned as James held out his hand, wondering idly since when did they started becoming so sappy. But as he looked at Jessica’s smiling face, that knowing look in her blue eyes, he realized. And Robert didn’t mind being sappy at all if it mean putting that smile on both Jessica’s and James’s faces.
Yeah, Robert could do this for a long time.
FIN.
Whoooaaa, major sap at the end, which I knew was bound to happen, because, hello, there’s child bonding! Hope you guys didn’t mind how sappy I ended this!
Phew... will be posted to multiple places so guard your f-lists!
Onto the ficcage!!
Title: Leave those kids alone.
Author: Nadia, whowatchesnadia
Pairing: James Storm/Robert Roode (Beer Money)
Rating: R.
Summary: James asks Robert to take care of his daughter while he goes shopping for groceries.
Content: M/M, sexual themes, swearing, TNA talent(for my non-TNA viewing friends), and children. Don’t like any of these? Don’t read this.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, nor will I ever claim to. These men belong to TNA Wrestling.
AN: Well I knew James had a daughter and I’ve always wondered what it would be like if Robert Roode interacted with her as a favor to James :P, and I have no idea what her name is so she’ll just be Jessica I guess. Enjoy!
“You want me to do what?” I asked incredulously.
The man in question just gave that grin of his and downed the rest of his BudLight, wiping the straying drops with the back of his hands. He set the empty bottle down with a satisfied sigh and sat back in his chair, regarding me closely with a small glint in his eyes. He leaned forward, “You heard me. I asked if you can babysit Jess while I go grocery shopping.”
“Don’t you have family members that do that for ya?” It’s not like I didn’t want to do it. I’d do anything for my Cowboy.
It’s just just children and I don’t mix. I’m THE Robert Roode and kids are… monsters in training.
“Oh, come on,” James scoffed, “they’re all busy and I thought it would be nice if you got to know her that’s all.” He grinned at me. And I realized what the little SOB was trying to do, but it was not going to work on me. Not even if he -
“Bobby…” he wined, pouting the pout.
Well shit. But alas, even if James pouts those blow job lips at me, I ain’t gonna give in.
“Jimmy.” I deadpanned in response, warning him with a stern glare.
Even through my firm stare, he must have noticed my resolve was cracking (he always does) and moved one of his hands over to the top of my thigh, his fingers teasingly tickling my crotch through my jeans. Despite myself I gasped and because of my damned instincts I arched into his touch.
I saw a flash of triumph in his eyes. Damn it, Bobby!
“J-Jimmy… fuck, that’s not fair,” I moaned, but I couldn’t let him win! “J-Jame - James!”
The little bastard still went on, watching my every move, eyes glazed with lust… and determinination.
“Come on, Bobby, please?” The rubbing now became more consistant, and the added friction was enough to make me just give up and give into to his demands, and then throw him over thebar and take his pert ass right there.
“You know I love you… and if you do this,” his voice dropped to a seductive whisper as he brought his lips to my ear, “I’ll reward you.”
Now I’m not gonna lie and say the thought of him rewarding me didn’t go straight to my dick, but I wanted to have more willpower than that; but the image of him under me and me watching his face as I reamed him or the thought of him bouncing enthusiastically in my lap was so overwhelming my distate in kids was almost forgotten.
“A reward, you say?” He nodded coyly in response.
“That’s right,” he then removed his hand from the ever hardening bulge in my pants and stood up, “now how ‘bout we start part one of Bobby’s Reward?”
My smirk turned into a full blown grin as I got up and ran to catch up with James as he walked out the door.
x-x-x-x-
“James?” I asked, panic rising in my system.
“What babe?” He responded, and handed me a beer and gave that… thing a little sippy-cup filled with apple juice.
“It’s… looking at me.” To my despair, James just snorted instead of doing what he should be doing - which is removing the kid out of my prescence
“It’s ok, Bobby,” he walked over to his daughter and picked her up, cooing at her. The sight was sweet enough to give anyone cavities. But something wasn’t right. It looked as if…
I snapped to attention in horror. “Oh no! You are not bringing that thing over here!”
James stopped walking and pouted at me, but his eyes showed that he wasn’t pleased.
“Robert, holding Jess is apart of the deal,” he sat by me, setting Jess on his lap, he looked at me, “and she’s not it or a thing. She’s Jessica. So please?” He held Jessica up and put his face next to hers; both of them now pouting at me and it was too much to bear.
I sighed heavily and opened my arms, wincing inwardly as he carefully put Jessica in my arms. As I looked at her, I felt something. Honestly, it kind of creeped me out. As my eyes widened as Jess stared at me, I realized she had the exact same eyes as Jimmy. I looked at him, and he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking because he gave me a short but loving peck on the lips and then kissed his daughter on her botton nose.
The silence we sat in was not only comfortable but… warming in a way that I will never be able to explain.
Jessica’s sneezing jarred us out of our reverie.
“Ok, it’s about time I leave now,” he decided.
As he walked to the door he grabbed his keys and wallet and then turned around, looking as if he was going to forget grocery shopping and stay. He smiled, in a way that showed off all of his pearly whites.
“Behave,” he said to me, a hint of adoration in his voice. I scoffed but smiled despite myself.
“Ok, bye. I love you!” James cooed.
“Love you too, babe.”
“I was talking to Jess.”
I pouted, but the playful smile gracing James’s face told me that it was meant for me too. I smiled back and then he was gone.
I stared at the door he left in for a while. Not a single thought crossed my mind except that I am now left alone… with a child. As heartwarming as that little moment was when I first held the thi- er, I mean Jessica, I still have great disdain when it comes to children, and now I’m left alone with one.
Even if James Storm gives the best blowjobs in the fucking universe, it aint gonna change shit.
Jessica began making pulling on my shirt and it was starting to make me uncomfortable.
“What? What do ya want?”
She just stared at me. For the love of God…
“Ok then. Do you… ah! A toy! Would you like to play with a teddy bear?”
She looked at me, as if just regarding me before giving a small smile and saying, “Sure.”
That reminded me exactly what James did when I first asked him out. I found a grin fighting its way onto my face. “Ok, teddy bear it is then,” I set Jess on the cushion next to me, “stay here, ok kiddo?”
She nodded obediantly and watched me as I looked for a teddy bear - which was in the middle of having a teaparty with a duck, rabbit, and a cowboy hat. With a smile I realized that James was probably a VIP member.
Jessica was still watching me as I sat down and I held out the bear, which she took with a soft, “Thank you, Bobby.”
And then it happened.
She got up and slowly and carefully - as if afraid of how I would react - she climbed up in my lap, leaning her little blonde head on my chest.
One, she’s got more guts than I thought. Two, instead of being repulsed and pushing her away, I found my arms coiling around her small body. Oddly enough, I found it… comforting, in a way. Looking down at her; watching her as she watched me, a bemused expression on her face, I realized how much she reminded me of my Jimmy. I smiled softly as the warmth spread through my body.
Jessica cocked her head to the side, a curious look gracing her innocent features.
She looked at me head on, “Do you love Daddy, Bobby?”
I spluttered; kids these days, they know more than we think. As baffled as I was, I pulled her closer and kissed her on the forehead, whispering, “Yes, I love your daddy very much.”
“Good,” she said, and snuggled into me further, forcing me to lay us down on the couch. “Because Daddy loves you too.”
I smiled, “Really?”
“Yeah, of course!”
“Does your Daddy talk about me?”
At this she looked up at me, “Not really. But, he doesn’t need to. I can tell!”
“And how is that, Ms. Jessica?” She giggled at her nickname, and as I watched her crinkle up her nose in the cutest way ever, it took all my willpower not to tickle her so I could hear those giggles again.
“Well, Bobby,” she began. “You know how on TV they show the family - the daddy, the mommy, the kids and the dog? You know the way the daddy looks at the mommy? Daddy looks at you that way, and he’s always joyful.”
Yeah, kids definitely know more than we think they do.
“Well, that’s good,” I said, stroking her blonde hair as I’m sitting there grinning like an idiot.
We sat in comfortable silence for a while, Jessica whispering softly to her teddy bear - “His name is Mr. Tuddles!” - and me staring out the window, secretly hoping that this wouldn’t be the last time I would be able to do this.
The silence was broken when Jessica yawned. I grinned down at her, “Are we sleepy?”
She nodded, cuddling Mr. Tuddles close to her small frame and snuggling into me. Minutes later, her eyes closed as she fell into blissful sleep.
As I listened to her steady breathing, I found myself closing my eyes, and held Jess closer, feeling a happiness I’ve never felt before as I fell asleep.
*-*-*-*-*-*
James rushed home as quickly as he could when he finished grocery shopping - a box of Fruity Pebbles, milk, a toy for Jess, and a six-pack of Jack Daniels if you must know- fearing that he would come to find Jessica locked in a cage somewhere.
But he never expected to see Robert and Jessica lying on the couch - “And no one’s tied up I see,” James noted, astonished - Jessica lying safely in Bobby’s arms.
“Well, I’d be damned,” James chuckled, setting down the groceries and walking towards his two favorite people in the whole world.
Robert woke up at the sound of intrusion, bringing Jessica closer to him protectively, smiling when he saw who it was.
“Jimmy. You’re home,” he whispered softly, a smile growing on his face at the wide grin on his lover’s.
“Yeah, and I was thinking, how about I put Jessica in bed and we can have our own cuddle session on the couch?”
Robert’s grin stretched for miles, “Sure, Cowboy, whatever you want. But you do realize now that I’m going to want to do this more often?”
“I take it you like Jess now?”
“Love her!” Robert reached up and pulled James down so he was eye level with him, “I love her just as much as I love you.”
“You gonna stop talking so you can show me how much you love me?”
James smiled coyly and brought Robert’s lips to his in a sweet kiss, unlike any of the other hungry, lust filled kisses they’ve shared before.
Neither of them noticed Jessica waking up, watching them with a knowing smile on her face. She cleared her throat pointedly, smiling widely at the ‘caught!’ expressions on the two men’s faces.
James grinned sheepishly and picked up his daughter, setting her small frame on his hips as he smiled adoringly at Robert.
“I have to go and put her in her bed if we want this to go any further, wait here?”
“No.” James frowned.
“No? Why no?”
“Because I want to tuck her in with you,” Robert explained, a soft pink tint on his cheeks, as if embarrassed for being that much of a sap.
Robert grinned as James held out his hand, wondering idly since when did they started becoming so sappy. But as he looked at Jessica’s smiling face, that knowing look in her blue eyes, he realized. And Robert didn’t mind being sappy at all if it mean putting that smile on both Jessica’s and James’s faces.
Yeah, Robert could do this for a long time.
FIN.
Whoooaaa, major sap at the end, which I knew was bound to happen, because, hello, there’s child bonding! Hope you guys didn’t mind how sappy I ended this!
Phew... will be posted to multiple places so guard your f-lists!