#daddycody

Randy’s there too don’t worry 🤭

sorry for any grammatical or spelling errors

Warning: smut, oral sex (f&m), dirty talk, sex in general, kissing, explicit content, mature themes, sexual tension, strong language, mutual desire, dominant undertones, voyeuristic elements, physical intimacy, nudity, suggestive dialogue, wet setting, mention of cheating

„A fanfiction with Cody Rhodes where sleepless nights and one quiet pool lead to something dangerously hard to ignore.“

Under the Surface

I had just moved to Atlanta to start over and focus on myself. I needed some distance and some space. Some months ago, I found out, my fiancé was cheating on me for over a year. So, I left. It wasn’t an easy decision but the only right thing to do.

My new apartment in Georgia was nice. Not much but nice.

I managed to get a membership in a local 24/7 gym and to my surprise I went there almost every day. The weights, the routine, the physical exhaustion and the sweat made me forget all the bad things that happened the last few months.

At first, it was just that. A place to go. But then…I started to notice him. Not right away. It wasn’t something that hit me all at once, it was slow.

The first few weeks I didn’t notice him at all. Then, I saw him more regularly. After a few times he sometimes noticed me too. A polite “Hello!” or “See you. ” Not every time, but often enough that it stopped feeling like a coincidence.

I liked the way he trained. He was always focused and in his world. You could see his ocean-blue eyes from far. His bleached hair caught everybody’s attention. When the gym was full of people, he had one of the best bodies in the room. Broad shoulders, trained back, crazy core muscles…and his butt, damn I couldn’t help myself staring at his butt. I started catching myself looking for him without meaning to.

It was stupid. Because this was exactly what I didn’t want. I had just moved across the country to focus on myself and to stay away from men. And yet – there I was – thinking about him.

Weeks passed and instead of fading, it only got worse.

I kept telling myself it would stop eventually but that never happened. If anything, I noticed him more. Not in a weird or creepy way. I wasn’t staring or following him around. It was more subtle. My eyes would find him in a room full of people. I became aware of him the second he stepped into the room, even if I was on the other side of the room. I felt my heartbeat getting faster every time I saw him. And sometimes…I caught him, looking at me too.

One night, it got me more than usual. I was sitting at home, it was already late and I tried to go to bed. My thoughts kept circling back to all the bullshit with my fiancé and all the drama and to him. To the man at the gym.

It annoyed me. He was just some guy. A stranger. Someone I had maybe exchanged five words in total. And still – he had somehow managed to get under my skin. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, hoping sleep would come if I just stayed still long enough.

It didn’t.

At some point I gave up. I tilted my head and looked at the clock hanging above the door. Midnight.

“For fuck’s sake. ” I whispered to myself. I stood up and decided to go to the gym. It was open anyway and I thought it would be the perfect time to try out the indoor pool in the basement. I wanted to be alone and I figured, nobody would go for a swim on a random Thursday at midnight.

When I arrived, the gym was almost completely empty. A few lights were still on, the low hum of the machines filled the silence, but there was no one in sight. Excately what I wanted.

I walked straight through the main area, heading for the stairs that led down to the basement. It felt different from there. Colder. Like the rest of the gym existed somewhere far above me and this part had been forgotten.

The pool area was empty. The water was still, the surface smooth under blue neon lights. For a moment I just stood there. “Perfect. ” I nodded.

I went to change and a few minutes later, I made my way back with my bikini on and a towel draped over my arm.

The air was warm and slightly humid, carrying the familiar scent of chlorine that clung to the water and the tiles.

For a second, I hesitated at the edge of the pool. I expected the water to be cold, but when I slowly dipped my toe in, I realized it was actually warm.

Surprised I stepped and pushed myself under the surface. It felt like a warm hug. Like a wave of heavy silence caught me, finally shutting down my thoughts. For a moment everything felt quiet.

I started swimming, letting my body fall into a steady rhythm. My breathing slowed and for the first time that night, I could relax a little bit.

My head felt lighter and clearer. For a while I stayed like that – just the water, my breathing and my movements.

Then – suddenly – a sound.

It cut through the relaxing silence. My heart skipped. I looked around the room. Confused I searched for the source of the disturbance. And then my eyes caught movement near the entrance. It was him.

For a moment, I just froze. Out of all the people – it had to be him. He stood there like he had just stepped in and stopped halfway, one hand still loosely on the door behind him, like he didn’t expected to find anyone down here either.

Our eyes met instantly.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quick and real before something else settled in.

Neither of us said anything. The silence was loud.

He exhaled quietly, like he was shaking off the surprise. “Didn’t think anyone else would be down here this late. ”

His voice was calm. Slightly rough, like he hadn’t spoken in a while.

I swallowed, trying to act normal. “Yeah…same.”

He nodded then he reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it off. I shouldn’t have stared. I knew that but I couldn’t help myself.

My eyes moved over him, taking in the way his body looked under the dim blue lights.

The water reflected against his skin, shifting with every small movement. He was…built. Toned. Defined. His broad shoulders moved naturally, and I saw his chest going up and down with the calming pace of his breathing.

My eyes wandered down to his swimming trunks. My jaw tensed, my teeth pressing together as I saw the way the fabric clung to him. It didn’t leave much to the imagination. I forced myself to look away. It was too late. Because I already knew he had noticed.

He took a few steps closer, his gaze on me, like he wasn’t even trying to hide it.

I stayed where I was, the water reaching just below my shoulders., barely moving as I watched him approach.

He stopped at the edge of the pool. For a brief moment, he stood there, looking down at the water, then back at me.

And then – without breaking eye contact – he stepped in.

The water shifted around him as he lowered himself slowly, the surface breaking and reforming with quiet ripples that spread towards me. I felt his movements. The distance between us felt smaller now.

He dipped under. The movement was slow and deliberate. The water closed over him, the surface breaking softly before settling again.

I watched the spot where he had disappeared, looking at the blurry image of him under the blue.

A second later he came back up.

Water ran down his face. His lips were slightly parted, revealing his now heavier breathing. His eyes looked even more blue with the lights around. The waterdrops ran down over his shoulders along the lines of his body. He lifted his hands and pushed his wet hair back, both arms moving at once, revealing his massive biceps.

The motion was simple and effortless but waaaaay to distracting.

I swallowed, trying not to make it obvious,

He looked at me directly. His gaze held mine for a moment, steady and unreadable.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” he asked me in a quiet tone.

“Something like that. ” I held his gaze for a second longer before looking away briefly. “Couldn’t shut my head off. ”

He raised an eyebrow. He took another step closer. The water shifted again and the space between us shifted. The corner of his mouth lifted. Not a full smile but enough for me to notice.

“You’ve been thinking about me.” He stated.

It wasn’t a question. I froze. How did he know? I felt my heart racing.

“What?” I stuttered.

“You’ve been watching me. ” He said way too calmly.”

My stomach flipped. I let out a quiet breath, tilting my head slightly. “Have I?”

His eyes glanced. “You don’t have to be pretend. Actually, I’ve been watching you too. ”

I gasped. I didn’t know what to respond.

The water shifted again as he moved closer. Not enough to touch but enough for me to feel the warmth of him through. “Then why didn’t you say anything?” I asked. He smirked again. “I could ask you the same question. ”

My thoughts began to circle again. I wasn’t ready for a man again. I wasn’t ready for drama or attachment. But I really wanted him. I felt my pussy tingling from thinking about what could happen next.

He was biting his lip softly while looking at me.

“What do you want?” he teased.

I felt hazy. I looked at him with begging eyes, still not sure what to do.

“I don’t know?” I breathed.

“I know what I want. ” He muttered.

Scared of the answer I asked shakily.

“What do you want?”

His eyes softened and darkened at the same time. “You.“ He pleaded.

Blood rushed through my body.

He was standing only inches away from me, but he wasn’t moving any further. Instead, he looked at me and asked again. “What do you want?”

I tilted my head, looking directly into his eyes. I was speechless. I knew the answer, but I was too scared to admit.

“Say it, baby.” He rasped.

I could hear my heartbeat. I could feel my palms getting sweaty even under the water.

I knew, I wanted him so bad. He was the reason of many sleepless nights. He was the reason I was here in the first place.

“I want you to fuck me. ” I answered almost breathless.

His mouth formed a confident smile. “You want me to fuck you? Is that so?”

I nodded without hesitation. “Please.” I whimpered.

That was it. That was all he needed. He took one step closer, finally touching me. His hands pulled me closer to him, the water formed waves around our bodies.

He got closer and just a second before our lips would have touched, he paused. We breathed each other’s air, and I felt a warm dizziness overcoming me.

The tension was intense. Our lips were barely touching but that alone made my knees weak. He had so much power over me. This is what I needed. I wanted somebody who could lead me. Somebody stronger and protective. He was everything I longed for since I moved here.

I couldn’t wait any longer and closed the gap between our lips. I leaned in for the kiss. He ran his tongue over mine and began to kiss me back even harder. He tasted warm, familiar and dangerously addictive. His tongue swirled around mine and he was softly pushing his knee between my tights. His mouth wandered down to my neck, sucking the skin gently, leaving light red marks. His wet licks made their way to my collarbone and my shoulder. He slid his fingers along my bikini strap and pulled it away from me. He kissed my naked shoulders and managed to open the back of my top. It fell into the water and floated away slowly. He stopped the kissing and looked at me. My hard nipples longed for his warm tongue and as he noticed my begging look, he continued. He licked my boobs and nuzzled his mouth and cheeks against them. I began to moan hungrily. His hands found my hips and as he grabbed me, he pulled my body closer to his. I hooked my legs around his waist and pressed my pussy against his already hard cock.

He got rid of my bottoms and let them sink on the pool floor. My hands glid into his trunks pulling out his dick. I felt so needy…All I wanted in that moment was to ride his big cock. But he stopped me. I looked at him.

He dipped down under the water and managed to put my tights on his broad shoulders carrying me onto the edge of the pool. He was still in the water, but I was now on the surface, feeling the air on my soft skin. Goosebumps overcame me, hardening my nipples even more.

His head was resting between my legs, leaving him a perfect view of my pussy. He subtly licked his lips and started to go down on my pussy with heavy strokes. As he was delving his tongue in, I rolled my eyes back and tilted my head. My hand instinctively found his wet hair. I raked my nails through his blonde hair and moaned. “Fuck, yes. ”

He flicked his tongue against my clit. The slight roughness felt too good to be true. His hands were placed on my inner tights, leaving marks of his fingertips on my skin. “Fuck!” I howled.

I felt my orgasm coming slowly. It felt like thousands of small explosions wandering through my body. My vision got blurry and as I felt my release I felt my legs shaking.

He must have felt the electricity and pulsating movements. His licks got slower and eventually he stopped and looked at me. “You liked that, baby, huh?”

With heavy breaths I gasped. “Fuck, yes.”

He smiled. Almost proudly. He grabbed me and pulled me back into the water.

The warmth of the pool felt good on my skin. I hooked my legs around his waist again, pressing my pussy against his massive erection. “Your orgasm made me so fucking hard. I can’t wait to fuck you. ” He growled into my ear.

I kissed him hard, biting his lips gently. Then I stopped. “Fuck me. ” I said in an almost commanding tone. He grabbed my ass and let me sink onto his cock.

I caught myself thinking about the time, me and my ex tried to fuck in a pool. It was absolutely not working…but with him now…I was ready. My dripping and swollen pussy was ready and so it was easy. He just slid inside of me.

I was riding him, digging my fingers into his shoulders. His hips pounded against me, settling a nice pace. He moaned. Then, all of a sudden, he stopped moving. He looked at me sensually. “What’s your name, baby?” Surprised and overwhelmed I answered. “Y/N…why? What’s your name?”

He began to pound me again, now even harder and steadier. “My name is Cody. I need your name to moan it, when I cum, baby. ”

“Fuck, Cody, you are so fucking hot. ” His eyes darkened and his rhythm fastened.

He cupped my face with both hands and pulled me down. “I’m gonna cum, Y/N. ” I took a deep breath, and he pressed me gently under water.

I opened my eyes and despite the blurry vision, I found his big cock. I opened my mouth and began to suck his dick. I felt his pace getting faster and almost uncontrollable. His hands cupped my face again and a few seconds later I felt his warm cum in my mouth. With pulsating shockwaves, he dissolved in my throat.

Still underwater, I swallowed everything and with my hands still around his cock I surfaced from the shallow water.

With big eyes he looked at me. Proudly, I stuck out my tongue, showing him my empty mouth.

“Good girl. ” He said before he leaned in for another sensual and slow kiss. His tongue felt tingly with the last traces of his cum in my mouth. The kiss slowly got softer and after some minutes we both stopped.

“What the fuck. ” I said in disbelief of what just happened. He glanced at me. “I didn’t think I’d see you here tonight, but I’ve been hoping I would. ” I watched his face, wet from all the sweat and water. He added: “I wanted you, since the first time I saw you around. ”

I took a step back from him, searching my bikini in the water. “That was exactly what I wanted and needed, Cody. ” I admitted. As I found my bikini I got out of the water, still naked. “Maybe we could…you know…do that again sometime. ” I said jokingly.

He nodded and with a hungry look in his eyes he answered. “We will absolutely do that again. ”

I opened the door to the locker room, looked back at him and spoke. “See you tomorrow, Cody. ”

“See you tomorrow, Y/N.” he answered.