Seth sat on the kitchen counter with a beer in his hands. Roman stood next to him with his ass leaning against the countertop while Dean was in front of them. His two friends were holding beers in their hands too. Inside the living room the party was going strong. Friends of Seth. They were in his house. Roman and Dean had decided to take their two days off and go home with Seth.

"Lots of sweet ladies in there," Dean grinned.
"I know," Seth grinned back. "I'm not going to bed alone tonight."
"You didn't tell us you have a girlfriend," Roman said.
"I don't," Seth took a sip from his beer. "But Nyx never says no to me."
"Nyx? Is that the black haired one?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, she's been in love with me since high school. So whenever I'm single and don't have the energy to chase around a fresh one, she's a willing hole to stick my dick into," Seth chuckled.
"Do you always treat women like trash?" Roman asked.
"Come on, she knows the deal. It's been this way for years. She can always say no to me if she wants but she never does. I'm not forcing myself on her," Seth defended himself.

Roman just nodded. He didn't want to get into a fight with Seth. And who was he to judge when he didn't know Nyx or the deal between her and Seth? For all he knew, she might see Seth as an easy fuck too and nothing more.

"Fuck, gotta piss," Seth jumped off the countertop.

Roman and Dean made their way back to the living room. Roman's eyes landed on Nyx. She was sitting in an armchair. Next to her another armchair stood with no one seated. She looked at him carefully. She wasn't giving an invite or any signal at all but he still chose to walk over to her. He sat down on the empty armchair and looked at her again. Getting this close to her, he could see her eyes were dark moss green. Beautiful eyes to him.

"You're Nyx, right? I'm Roman," he said.
"I know," she smiled. "I watch you all on tv."
"Of course you do," he chuckled. "Seth told me a little about you."
"He did? I'm surprised to hear that," she said.
"How come?" He asked.
"I didn't think he had any interest in people knowing about me," she answered.

He frowned by that answer but didn't get to question it. Seth came walking back and walked straight over to them.

"Get up," he said.

He pulled her up from the chair, sat down and pulled her down on his lap. He placed his hands on her thighs ostentatiously while winking at Roman. He grabbed on to those thighs a bit hard and started moving his hands up.

"Seth!" She stopped him.
"What? We both know I'll get you out of these pants later," he said.
"I need another drink," she said.

It was a lame excuse but it was enough to get up from his lap and move away from him.

"Really?" Roman asked.
"She loves it," Seth chuckled.
"Oh yeah, that's why she ran away," Roman shook his head. "You're not that drunk yet, Seth."
"She's just playing hard to get. Once people start clearing out, she'll crawl back into my bed like she always does. Most easy fuck ever, and on top of that, she's really good," Seth said. "You'll be hearing her scream all night long."

Roman mumbled something about getting a new beer. It was an excuse to get away from Seth. Right now Seth was pissing him off and he couldn't quite figure out why. He shouldn't be talking about any woman like that but still Roman didn't even know this woman. He had shared a few words with her before Seth had interrupted them but he had wanted to talk more with her.

He walked out in the kitchen and opened a new beer. He stood there for ten seconds, looking out the kitchen window. He couldn't see anything since it was dark outside. He could really use some fresh air so he walked towards the back door to get outside where he could be alone for a bit. He didn't know Nyx would be out there.

"Are you following me?" She asked.

He looked down to see her sitting with her back against the house wall.

"If I say yes, will it get me a date?" He gave her a boyish smile.
"Good one," she laughed.
"Why is that a good one? What if I actually mean it?" He asked.
"If Seth told you about me, I can imagine what he already said. You don't wanna date me. You wanna fuck me," she said.

For some reason those words actually hurt and made him slightly angry. He walked over and sat down next to her, turning his head to look her in the eyes.

"I'm not him," he said.
"Then who are you?" She asked.
"Roman Reigns," he chuckled. "And I'm gonna sit here next to you for as long as you'll let me and we'll talk about whatever you wanna talk about. Eventually you'll see I'm not trying to get you naked just to fuck you out here."

The party died down several hours later. Seth helped Roman and Dean setting up to sleep in his living room while saying goodbye to the few remaining guests.

"Has anyone seen Nyx?" He asked.
"Did you lose your free fuck?" Dean chuckled.
"Fuck, beats me," Seth said. "It's not like I usually have to chase her around. She just hangs around and waits for everyone to leave."
"Maybe she finally grew tired of your sorry ass," Roman chuckled too.
"You two are acting like 14 year old school girls," Seth sounded a bit angry. "I'm going to bed. I don't give a fuck about her."
"Right!" Dean laughed.
"Idiot!" Seth sneered on his way out.

The door to the bedroom slammed and Dean and Roman looked at each other.

"What do you think?" Dean asked.
"I think he's acting like a brat used to getting his way. About time he caught up with reality," Roman answered.
"You don't happen to have a part in Nyx not staying around, do you?" Dean smirked.
"Maybe," Roman laid down on the mattress. "Goodnight, Dean."
"Fine, you're off the hook for tonight. We'll talk about it tomorrow," Dean hit the light switch and fumbled his way to the couch. "Goodnight, Roman."