A/N: This is my second chapter story, and it is Punk/Ambrose. I am really looking forward to seeing how this turns out, and I really hope you all enjoy it. :)
Chapter 1
Dean Ambrose walked into the locker room with his fellow members of the Shield. He looked to the left and saw CM Punk sitting down on a bench, taking his boots off to get ready for a shower. Dean licked his lips, wishing he could take a shower with him. He started to daydream and didn't realize he was just standing there like a teenage girl until Rollins nudged him.
"What's your problem?" Rollins turned Ambrose so that he was facing him.
"Nothing. Just go ahead without me. I will be there shortly." Rollins just rolled his eyes and carried on with Roman Reigns next to him. When they were out of the locker room, Ambrose slowly walked over to Punk who started to head for the shower. "Hey, Punk."
"Hey?" Dean Ambrose has never talked to Punk before, so this was new for Punk and he didn't know what to say. "What do you want?"
You! Ambrose wanted to scream that out but knew he better not. "Nothing, just thought I should say hi. We haven't really talked before." He didn't even hear Punk's response because he just noticed that he was in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Ambrose ran his eyes up and down Punk's body, and thank god Punk wasn't looking directly at him, or he would have noticed. Ambrose was staring at Punk's amazing chest when Punk finally noticed.
"What is wrong with you?" Punk tried to back away but he grabbed his arm. He pulled him close and just took in his scent. Punk quickly pushed him away and started rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Seriously, what is wrong with you?"
Ambrose finally snapped out of it and was moving around nervously. "Sorry, I didn't really know what I was doing."
"Clearly." Punk turned and started to walk to the showers. Dean checked out his ass during and shook his head, trying to snap out of it.
Ambrose nonchalantly made his way to the showers. He crept his way down the shower stalls until he found the one that was running. He quietly opened it just enough to see through and he immediately had a raging hard on. Punk was washing his body and Ambrose was loving watching the water flow down his body. So perfect! I want him so bad! He licked his lips and grabbed himself through his pants. He started to rub himself while watching the man he so desperately wanted.
Punk turned the shower water off and Ambrose panicked. He ran out of the locker room without Punk noticing him.
Ambrose was standing right outside the locker room. He knew he needed to go back inside to get his stuff but he did not want to see Punk. He didn't know if he would be able to contain himself.
When enough was enough, he finally walked back into the locker room just as Punk was walking out. They ran into each other and Dean fell on the ground. "Oh, my bad." Punk held out a hand and he reluctantly took it. The seconds their hands met, electricity was flowing up and down his body. When he was up again, he did not let go of Punk's hand. But Punk didn't seem like he cared much.
They were both staring deeply into each others eyes and Dean leaned in a little. His lips were so close, he could feel Punk breathing on him. But right before he could connect their lips for the first time, Punk pulled away and rushed out of the building.
Dean smacked himself in the head, blaming himself for coming on to strong. He went back in and collected his stuff and left as well.
He got to the hotel room and saw Punk entering the elevator, having got there just a little bit earlier since he left first. Ambrose stared at him until the elevator closed and Punk never saw him there.
He checked into his room and headed up. He was sharing with Seth Rollins and when he got there, he decided to take his shower and call it a night. He was in no mood to talk or even act like he was interested in doing anything other than sleeping and mentally killing himself. And he was hoping that Seth would just leave him alone.
When he got out of the shower, he walked over to his bed and climbed in. Seth walked over there and sat on the edge of his bed and put his hand on his leg. "What's the matter? You seem down?"
"Just got a lot on my mind, Seth." Dean was turned away from him and his eyes were closed.
"Like what? Talking about it might help." Seth started rubbing his hand up and down his leg, trying to soothe him.
"Trust me, it won't. Good night, Seth." Seth decided not to push it any further and went to his own bed to crash for the night.
The next morning, Ambrose wanted to release some steam so he went down to the gym in the hotel. But he was stopped in his tracks when he noticed someone else was there. CM Punk.
He walked in and sat at the machine next to Punk, even though there were machines just like it across the room. "Hey, Punk." Punk had headphones on so he didn't hear a thing. Ambrose tapped him and Punk removed his headphones, annoyed.
"What!?" Punk was not happy. He was still feeling weird about what happened yesterday. Did me and Ambrose really almost kiss? I almost kissed a guy? What the fuck!?
"Wow! Sorry to upset you." Ambrose just looked away and started working out. He stopped to remove his shirt and Punk couldn't help but stare.
Dean noticed and was smiling while he continued to work out. Punk saw the sweat drip down his body and all Punk wanted to do was touch it. Just for a second.
When Punk noticed he was staring for way too long, he looked away and stood up. He walked over to a different machine, just to have Ambrose follow him and work at the machine right next to him.
This went on for about an hour. Every time Punk switched machines, Ambrose was right behind him, taking up the one directly next to him.
After that hour was over, Punk walked over to the bathroom and walked in. He splashed his face to help cool him down just as he felt someone behind him. He turned around and saw Dean Ambrose standing no more than an inch away from him.
"What do you want, Dean?" Punk was starting to get agitated. Agitated because he did not know what he was feeling. He was very much attracted to Dean Ambrose, but he desperately didn't want to be.
"Would you believe me if I said I wanted you?" Ambrose than lifted his hand up to barely graze Punk's cheek. Punk's eyes fluttered closed at the touch before shooting open and walking away from Dean.
"Well I don't want you." Ambrose ran to the door to block Punk from leaving.
"Playing hard to get, are we?" Ambrose wrapped his arm around Punk's waist and pulled him in tight so that their bodies were touching. Ambrose smiled when he noticed that Punk was hard. "See, you do want me." He slid his hand down and cupped his ass, and that is when Punk pulled away completely.
"Leave me alone, you sadistic bitch." Punk pushed him aside and left the bathroom.
"Oh, feisty!" That was the last thing Punk heard before he left the gym completely.
Dean Ambrose just stood there smiling. He knew Punk wanted him and he planned on breaking him so that he could finally have what he has most desperately wanted. CM Punk will be mine. He doesn't know it yet, but it will happen. Just wait and see.
He was already plotting everything in his head before grabbing his stuff and exiting the gym as well.
A/N: Well, this is just the beginning. Please review and let me know how this is so far. All reviews will be greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading :)
