Jealousy, it was the only emotion that he hated more than anything; but there was something about the two toned man that sparked up that emotion. Roman Reigns was unsure of what exactly it was that he was feeling for the man, but as he watched others pet or coddle Seth he felt something boil deep down within him.

Think Twice:

His fist opened and closed in a pattern; the pain that coursed through his body was just a little too much too bear. Maybe he had crossed a line but watching how Randy was laughing and touching Seth was becoming too much for him; so he had to break up the little scene that was playing in front of him. Unfortunately the only way that he was able to break something like that up was by attacking; and attack Roman did.

His only focus was on icing his hand, all other surroundings and sounds where off to him and he preferred it to be that way. The sound of the slamming door made him look up for a moment, eyes meeting with the subject of most of his jealous rage. He huffed softly as he dropped the hand tape that he was putting on his hand in to the bag before him; he wasn't going to stay in the room with the man. It was bad enough he had to go back to the hotel to share a room with him. Roman stood up to walk around the other man only to be stopped by the smaller man, grabbing at his forearm tightly.

"Let go of me," he muttered out slowly as he yanked his arm away from the smaller man, and started back to the door. Unfortunately for Roman he forgot that speed and Seth had always gotten along and he was left standing there looking down at a man who was stubbornly blocking off his escape. A frustrated groan escaped his lips as he threw the bags down, "what now Seth?"

Seth's expression was defiant and strong; considering he had just watched the man he loved just beat the hell out of Orton for no apparent reason. One second he was talking to the older man and the next he was on the ground writing in pain, "I want to know what the hell your problem is!"

Roman took a step back from the younger man, running his hand through his hair and laughed softly, "I don't have a problem." He moved to pick up his bag again, adjusting them over his shoulder and stepped confidently towards the door, "now move." His command was ignored as he was shoved back, the shock of the movement causing him to stumble back, dropping his bags again.

"No," Seth yelled out, with a scowl on his face, "I'm tired of this Roman! It's like I'm not allowed to talk to anyone! What the hell is your problem?!"

Roman looked up at the other man; biting back on his lip as his eyes wandered over Seth's body, he was mentally taking into account that the younger man most likely had just stepped out of the shower. He threw his head back to get his hair out of his face, as he got up from the ground, walking up to the younger man. "You really want to know what my problem is. I mean haven't you figured out what my problem is yet," his voice was low and seductive as he wandered up to the man.

The way his voice sounded to him; the way his body was coming closer to his, Seth was trapped by the man with nowhere to go. His own body pressed against the very door that he was blocking off, not even sure of what he was supposed to do in that moment. He looked up at Roman, shivering slightly as the other man's fingers ran down the front of his chest. In the back of his mind he knew Roman wanted him, but because the other man never acted upon those close moments they had Seth took it as he could get around. In that moment he was realizing his inference was most likely not the best one he had in his mind.

"R…. Roman," Seth tried to say softly but it came out as nothing but a small whimper as the older man's fingers linking to the belt loops and his body was pulled tightly to his. He breath became caught in his chest as he found himself chest to chest, his eyes looking up to meet with the lust filled blue eyes of Roman. He instinctively sucked in his bottom lip, unsure of what was going to happen next but he certainly wasn't going to protest to any of it.

Roman smirked at his reactions; enjoying the sound of his whimpers and the sound of his breath becoming caught up in his chest. His free hand slowly moved up his body, feeling every last shiver he could illicit from the other man. His fingertips moved along his neck to his chin and finally making it to the ultimate destination of his lips, his thumb moving to free the bottom lip from the sucking. He moved in slowly, their lips meeting in a slow but hungry kiss, the tongues intertwining fervently.

After a long moment, Roman finally pulled back breaking the kiss; looking over a very bewildered Seth. He smirked slightly, pulling the man back into his body and kissed at his ear softly, as he whispered, "you're my man; others need to learn how to think twice before they start flirting with you." He snickered softly as he moved away from him and picked up his bag, "I think we should get going, got something that we to take care of, hm?"

Seth's body stiffened at the confession of how Roman viewed him, but still felt a slight sign of relief at the words and even at the actions that were performed earlier that night. He nodded quickly as he scrambled around for his shirt, his bag and ran off after Roman.

A/N: Okay. This was kind of dedicated to my best friend in the entire world captaindynamite. She's amazing and I pretty much promised her it's going to be a series of drabbles for the most part from what I can tell.