Acapella:
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the workers of the WWE personally, nor am I affiliated with them in any way. This story is a work of fiction. I make no profit whatsoever from this story.
Seth Rollins charged his way through the cream coloured door that led into The Shield's own private locker room, not caring about the loud crash it made as it connected with the brick wall on the other side. He let his Tag Team title belt land on the wooden bench in the centre of the room watching as it bounced from his force. He watched as the belt slid off the side of the bench, leaving enough room for him to throw himself down next to it. He groaned and dropped his head into his hands. He hated losing, he really did, even if it was scripted losing he just hated that feeling of disappointment.
He felt a strong hand run through his two-toned hair, forcing a smile to pull at the corners of his frown. He knew whose hand that was without a doubt. He lifted his head from his gloved hands and looked up at the man standing above him. His brown eyes locked with the pale blue eyes of Dean Ambrose who had a strange look on his face; a perfect mixture of concerned and confused. The older man's blue eyes narrowed slightly but never broke their intense look as his hand moved from his hair to to the bottom of his chin, tilting it up.
All it took was a slight tug from Dean's fingers around his chin to pull Seth up from his seat so he was almost eye-level with the older, slightly taller man. Dean looked over Seth's expression once more before his lips curled into a slight smirk. "What's wrong?" He asked simply.
Seth's breathing increased in speed slightly as he felt Dean's strong gaze watching his every move. "I hate losing, you know that."
Dean laughed. "And chucking a tantrum like that is going to accomplish what exactly?"
Seth didn't answer, instead tried to pull himself away from the older man but found that Dean had grabbed a hold of the black vest they all wore as part of their ring attire, effectively holding him there. "Let me go Dean." Seth tried to sound menacing but if he was completely honest, he was terrified.
"We both know that's not going to happen." Dean said casually, his hand moving to slide down the zipper on the vest. He pulled it down all the way before pushing the vest open, forcing Seth to shrug it off his shoulders, a soft thud echoing around the room as it landed on the floor. "You need to calm the fuck down Rollins. It was just a match."
Seth groaned as he felt one of Dean's large hands sneak up his skin tight black t-shirt he wore underneath his vest. He felt himself shiver at the feeling of Dean's finger tips tracing against his sensitive skin. "Yeah but-"
"It was just a match." Dean cut in quickly. "A scripted match that you've known about for weeks."
"I'm pissed off that we didn't win!" Seth huffed.
Dean used his fingers that were sitting underneath Seth's bearded chin to tilt it up towards him. He leant down the mere inches in height difference they were and put his lips so that they were almost touching. "You need to calm down Rollins. I can help you if you let me."
Seth didn't have a chance to reply before he felt Dean's hard lips press against his own soft ones. He let out a soft sigh as he leant into the kiss, his body all but falling against Dean's as their eyes slid shut almost simultaneously. He felt Dean's hand curl around his waist, pulling their bodies together. His hands moved up to grab onto Dean's own utility vest. His skilled fingers quickly undid the zip so he could push it off of Dean's muscular shoulders, the article of clothing landing on the floor behind them with a soft thud that was masked by Seth's breathy moan as their bodies pushed further into one another.
Dean's other hand snaked underneath Seth's tight shirt and tugged at the hem, pulling it up slightly as their mouths molded into one, tongues touching as they tried to get more of the other. They broke their kiss for a moment as Seth's tight t-shirt was pulled over his head and carelessly discarded on the floor. Dean's mouthed instead moved to Seth's sweaty neck, his tongue tracing the thick column before sucking on a spot just below his shoulder. He knew there would be a red mark left there but he didn't really care and neither did Seth if he went off the noise that just left the other man.
Both men heard another person clearing their throat from behind them. Dean turned his head although he already knew who the voice would belong to. Seth, however, looked horrified as he looked over to see Roman Reigns standing there, a look of shock and almost relief on his face.
"Should I go?" Roman's deep voice carried in the small room.
"If you wouldn't mind." Dean said with a slight smile, his hands still holding Seth tightly against his body.
"I guess I can slum it for one night." Roman grinned as he bent down to pick up his bag before he headed out of the room, locking it as he went. "But you assholes owe me."
Dean waved him off before turning his attention back to the younger man. "Lucky it was just Ro." He grinned moving his lips back towards Seth's.
Seth let out a soft moan as Dean's lips pressed back against his, his lips parting just that little bit so Dean could press his tongue back in. Their bodies rocked against each other as their tongues entwined and explored each others' mouths. Seth's hands tried desperately to grab at whatever part of Dean they could, forcing their bodies closer together. His hands snuck up inside of the older man's skin tight muscle t-shirt, his fingers curling around Dean's hips, trying to force them closer together.
Dean pulled back from the kiss to bite down on Seth's bottom lip, grinning as he heard the soft moan from the younger man. He pressed another hard kiss to those beautiful lips before he pulled back, taking half a step back so he could pull of his sleeveless shirt, throwing it across the room before taking a hold of Seth's hips once more. He pressed his lips back against Seth's neck and started to place soft kisses and bites all along the thick column before moving down across his chest.
He licked at one of the hard nipples while his hand played with the other. He grinned when he heard the soft moans that were leaving Seth's perfect mouth, his brown eyes fluttering closed as Dean's mouth moved lower and lower on him. Dean traced his tongue through Seth's well defined abdomen, his teeth biting lightly next to his hip as he dropped to his knees. He placed a final kiss just above the waistband of Seth's cargo pants before he used his hand to undo the tight confines of the pants. He could already see the clear outline of Seth's erection through the thick material and it only made his mouth water more.
His long fingers quickly undid the belt buckle and button and fly. He pulled the pants down to sit mid thigh as he ran his finger up and down the visible length that was still concealed by Seth's black briefs. He delicately leant forward and pressed a kiss to the outline of the head, grinning as he heard a louder moan leave the two-toned hair coloured man above him. He hooked his fingers into the either side of Seth's underpants and pulled them down so that they were level with his cargo pants. He looked at the cock on display lying flat against his stomach for a moment. It was long just like he expected, although not as long as his and was thick but not as thick as his. He ran his finger from the base to the tip before he wrapped his hand around the base, fingers squeezing slightly as he directed the erection away from Seth's body and towards his mouth.
He licked his lips once, wetting them slightly before he wrapped his lips around the swollen head. He heard an appreciative moan from the other man as he pushed his lips and mouth further down the length until his nose was buried in the small amount of curls at the base. He moved his hand off of Seth's cock and instead started to fondle his balls, his skilled fingers kneading them softly as his mouth continued moving up and down on Seth's length.
Dean looked up as he felt a gloved finger trace along his cheek, his blue eyes locking with Seth's as he continued bobbing his head up and down, his cheeks sucking in every time he pushed his mouth down. The look on ecstasy on Seth's handsome face made him want to go faster to see the younger man's orgasm face.
"Fuck Dean, your mouth. Is. SO. Fucking. Good." Seth moaned, his hand moving to the back of Dean's blonde head. He pushed his fingers through Dean's short hair, enjoying the feel of the older man's newly cut hair through the material of his gloves before he rested his hand on the back of Dean's head.
Seth thrust his hips up as Dean pushed his mouth down and let out a groan as he felt the older man just take it. He did it again, this time a little harder and faster, testing out the durability of the older man's mouth. He heard a groan around his cock and let out a moan of his own before he thrust back in. Dean increased the suction around his cock as he continued moving his hips in and out of the willing mouth below him, his stomach starting to tense up as he continued moving his hips back and forth.
Dean pulled off of his cock all of a sudden and Seth couldn't help the whine that left his mouth. "I want you to fuck my face. Hard." He said simply before wrapping his lips back around Seth's cock, his jaw going slack as his other hand continued fondling Seth's heavy balls.
Seth groaned while he moved his other hand to the back of Dean's head. He started to move his hips in and out slowly, his speed and force increasing with each thrust in and out. He could hear Dean moaning, could feel the vibrations that echoed around his cock as he kept moving his hips back and forth. He could feel the coil that was in the pit of his stomach start to unravel as his hips started moving faster and harder. Dean's mouth felt amazing around his cock and he could barely believe he had lasted this long.
Dean groaned at the rough treatment he was receiving but wouldn't change it for the world. He had waited long enough for this opportunity and he was certainly not going to let it go to waste. He moved his other hand around to Seth's ass, squeezing one of the ample ass cheeks that was there, his fingers dipping down and tracing along the other man's puckered entrance. He felt the younger man shiver and he ran his finger across it again while his mouth continued to get fucked. He pushed the tip of the digit in slowly, hearing the soft whine of anger at the fact that he was doing it dry but not really caring as he continued fondling the sensitive area.
He grew bolder and decided just to shove it straight in. He heard a growl come from the younger man above him as his hips moved faster in and out while Dean sucked his cheeks in harder and tighter. He would be damned if he didn't give Seth the orgasm of his life. He crooked his finger just slightly to the left and stroked, an almighty noise that changed octaves a few times echoed throughout the room as he felt Seth's entire body tense up and shoot his warm cum into his mouth and down his throat.
"Fuck Dean." Seth moaned. His eyes squeezed shut as he let his orgasm embrace him, all the tension and anger from before leaving his body through his cock. He watched as Dean swallowed every last bit. He rocked his hips forward a few more times before pulling out of the warm, tight channel. He moved his hands from the back of Dean's head to his shoulders and pulled the older man up so that they were level again.
Seth instantly attached their lips together, his tongue probing inside of Dean's mouth, desperate to taste his own release on the other man's tongue. Dean let out a low growl as he pushed back into the kiss, his clothed erection rubbing against Seth's now flaccid cock. He pulled back after a few moments and rested his head against Dean's, their foreheads touching as they stared deeply into each others eyes.
"Have you calmed down yet?" Dean teased, his hands moving to rest of Seth's slender hips.
"I was going to thank you but you've ruined it now asshole." Seth grinned. He moved his hand to grab at Dean's still throbbing erection only to have it smacked away. "What?"
"Not here." Dean answered. "Room with me tonight?"
"Get your shit and let's go." Seth winked at him.
A/N: Another stop on the Ambrose porn rampage haha. I might continue this if you guys all want to read the second part. Thanks to everyone for reading/reviewing/following/making this a favourite. GatesVengeance x