Backstage tensions were running high as people were preparing themselves for both the rest of the slammys and tonight's main event, but Roman couldn't care less. He'd presented the slammy he needed to, he wasn't part of the main event, and even though he had to show his face later he didn't have a match. So, he decided, it was in his best interest to focus on something very... different to what everyone else was focused on. And his point of interest was standing right in front of his fumbling with his tie.
He and Seth had had a very odd relationship for the past year. They'd gone from friends, to friends with benefits, to lovers. And now? Well Roman wasn't quite sure where they were at now. It was no secret backstage that they were fucking but honestly, nobody could see past that. No one backstage knew the way they felt for each other, they didn't notice the intimate touches, the secret smiles. Nobody knew just quite how serious they were. They were fast falling in love and nobody suspected a thing. But that was soon going to change. No more hiding, no more secrets. Soon, everyone would see. But for now, Roman wasn't too focused on that. No he was more concerned with getting that damn suit off his pretty boy. He looked good, Roman couldn't deny that. But Roman thought he'd look better without the suit. Preferably on his hands and knees but if Seth wanted to do it bent over the bench Roman wasn't going to complain.
Making his way over to the smaller man he couldn't help the smirk that spread across his face when he spotted the scowl Seth was harbouring, hands tugging harshly at his tie.
"What's the matter pretty boy?"
The boom of Romans voice made Seth jump slightly, but he smiled when he saw Romans handsome face. Seeing him always made Seth happy. Even when they weren't doing anything. They could be sat in a room in silence and as long as Seth got to look at the man in front of him he was content. Especially when Roman was naked but then he was happy for a slightly different reason, because naked Roman usually meant they were about to fuck. Or make love, depending on what mood they were both in. But his smile soon disappeared when he remembered the trouble he was having.
"I can't get the damn thing off! Will you help me please?" he'd pulled at his tie a bit too much and the knot had gotten too tight, and now he couldn't get it undone. He'd already shredded his jacket and waist coat but he couldn't do anything else until he got the damn tie off, and he needed to get changed before Dean's match.
"Hmm, and I thought undressing was one of your talents. But I guess the stupid little slut can't even do that by himself can he?" Apparently Roman was feeling playful tonight. To an outsider their sex life would seem harsh, abusive almost. Roman constantly degrading, humiliating Seth, fucking him that much harder when the tears started to fall. But Seth loved every second of it. He loved it when Roman dominated him, punished him, treated him like the dirty little slut he was when they were together. Their relationship was perfect as far as Seth was concerned.
"Please daddy, I need help. I'll do anything if you help me." the smirk adorning Romans face only intensified when Seth said that, big brown eyes looking up at him so innocently. Slut. He was far from innocent and that's what made this so perfect. He ran a hand through Seth's hair, fingers scratching just behind his ear, almost like he was petting a kitten. Then without warning he pulled it back and smacked Seth across the face, quickly grabbing his hair tightly and pulling Seth's head, staring him in the eyes.
"You'll do anything I tell you too anyway slut. But you asked so nicely, I suppose I could help you. I bet you'll enjoy this won't you? Daddy undressing you in the locker room, where anyone could walk in and see you at any point. Hell, maybe someone will walk in when I have you on all fours, fucking you like the whore you are. I bet you'd love that wouldn't you?"
Roman had locked the door on the way in of course; he'd never risk actually letting Seth get exposed like that. He'd do anything to protect the younger man. And besides, Seth naked was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. And nobody else was going to see that. It was a sight that belonged to him. But Seth didn't have to know that just yet.
Pushing him against the lockers roughly ne noted the groan coming from Seth's mouth as his back connected with the locker, the sound going straight to his cock. he was already half hard from just seeing his boy in a suit, the tiny sounds he was making were doing nothing but adding fuel to his ever growing fire. He gripped the tie in either hand, pulling hard and watching in satisfaction as it came undone with ease. Seth couldn't help but moan at the sight, Roman's strength was always a turn on for him, especially when he used it on Seth, to rip his clothes off, hold him down, lift him up so they could fuck against a wall. The list was endless. But Roman showing his strength always resulted in the same thing – hot, fierce sex in the nearest empty room. Or car. Seth wasn't too fussy.
Roman let the tie drop from his fingers, wasting no time in ripping apart Seth's shirt, the buttons flying everywhere as he did, but he didn't care. He could always buy Seth a new shirt, and unbuttoning it would take far too much time. He needed Seth naked now. Seth didn't argue with him when he tore at his shirt though, he simply shrugged his shoulder so the garment fell to the floor, leaving his torso exposed. The chill of the room was enough to make Seth's nipples hard, and Roman pinched the stubs between his fingers, grinning at the gasp he heard. Seth was so damn sensitive. He licked a long stripe up Seth's neck as his hands moved to the space between Seth's body and the lockers, running down his back until they reached his ass. He grabbed two handfuls of perfect ass, squeezing it harshly as he sucked on the skin of Seth's neck, teeth clamping down hard enough to leave a mark. He felt the younger man grinding his hips into his, his erection prominent as it rubbed against Roman, only the thin material of their pants separating their skin.
Roman still hadn't undressed; the only thing missing from his body was his jacket. But he couldn't. Because if he undressed Seth would want to touch him, feel him, do things they didn't have time for. Damn Roman wished he could take Seth back to their hotel right now. Get Seth on his knees, make him beg to undress Roman, work for the reward of being able to touch him, taste him, do all the things he knew they both loved. But they didn't have time, not right now. Later, he'd give Seth everything he wanted, when raw was over and they were in their hotel room he'd play with Seth for hours, give him everything he craved, everything he needed. But for now, he had to stay dressed; remove as much of the temptation as he could.
Growling against Seth's throat he grew impatient, the thought of all the things he wanted to do to Seth making his cock impossibly hard. He let his hands move to the front of Seth's pants, unbuckling his belt and undoing the zip, pushing his pants down enough to expose his ass and let his aching cock spring free. Roman noted he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath his dress pants.
'Slut. I can't wait to get inside him.'
Thoughts of what Roman wanted to do were soon replaced with thoughts about what he was about to do as he spun Seth around, holding onto him tightly so he didn't fall, and slammed him face first into the lockers.
"I see you're not wearing anything under your suit. Care to explain yourself?"
The deep rumble of Romans voice shook Seth slightly, and he moaned at the sound. Fuck, everything about Roman was so damn sexy, like, Seth could get hard just listening to his voice. How the fuck was that even possible? Damn Roman affected him in a way nobody else ever could.
"I'm sorry daddy, I was in a rush when I got dressed and forgot." He knew what that word did to his lover. Daddy. Fuck it was wrong but it turned him on so damn much, Seth couldn't help saying it just to turn Roman on, let him know he was in the mood to play. Even if it was only a short game this time, it just made it that little bit more fun.
A sharp sting across the ass mad him groan as Roman smacked him hard, watching the younger mans ass jiggle.
"You will be sorry slut." he practically growled out as his hand moved towards Seth's hole, fingers grazing it gently. Seth had no idea when or how Roman had wet his fingers but all logic was lost on him when the first digit pushed past his tight ring, entering him quickly and meeting barley any resistance. He moaned as the thick finger fucked him quickly. Roman didn't have time to tease him but he had to prep him, Roman was far too big not too. Seth feared he'd split him in half with his dick if he didn't give him some sort of prep – he'd said as much their first drunken night together – and Roman knew he was right. Adding another finger Roman started scissoring them inside Seth, trying to stretch him that little bit more. He wished he had time to lay his lover out, drive him crazy with just his finger. Bring him close to the edge over and over again, not quite letting Seth reach that point until he had his cock buried balls deep inside him. But that would come later. For now, he made do with adding another finger, wiggling the three around, purposely missing Seth's prostate whilst his other hand undid his own pants, pushing them down slightly and pulling his cock out. The fact he has also forgone his underwear wasn't mentioned. Deciding Seth had been prepped enough Roman with drew his fingers and spat into his palm, using his salvia to slick up his dick as best he could, not having the patience to try and find the lube hidden in Seth's bag.
He gripped Seth's hip tightly in one hand, the other grabbing his cock and lining it up with Seth's entrance. He pushed his hips forward, the tip of his cock pushing past Seth's tight ring of muscle, and he didn't stop until the entire length of his cock was inside his lover. Damn. No matter how many times they fucked or how much he prepped Seth he was still almost as tight as a virgin. He stopped for a minute and enjoyed the warm, tight heat surrounding his cock. It didn't last long though because Seth started rocking his hips back, fucking himself of Romans cock gently, too impatient to wait for Roman.
"You fucking slut, I haven't been inside you for a minute and you're already fucking yourself on my dick. You love it though don't you? You love riding my cock. Hmm, well, I suppose if you do a good job on SmackDown and we kick my cousins' asses I might just reward you and let you ride my dick. But for now? I'm still in control."
Not giving Seth anytime to argue he started thrusting his hips relentlessly, pounding Seth's ass as hard as he could. One hand stayed on Seth's hip, gripping it firmly as the other moved up, wrapping around some of Seth's messy locks, pulling his head back sharply. Roman ran his tongue over the newly exposed skin on the side of Seth's neck before clamping his teeth down hard much like he had done before. He bit into the skin where there was already a small mark beginning to form from his earlier actions and sucked on the skin that was caught between his teeth. He knew the mark would be visible, but he'd let the makeup girls sort that out.
Seth was in heaven. The sensations of Roman biting and sucking his neck added to the pleasure he already help from Romans dick ploughing inside him, fucking him hard. There was no better feeling in the world. He felt so full, so complete when he had Romans dick inside him. Nothing else made him feel this way. Nothing could beat this. He moved his hand down to grab his own dick, stroking it fast in time with Romans thrusting. He wasn't going to last long, but from the noises escaping from Romans throat, he doubted his lover would either.
"God daddy, I'm so close, fuck me harder, please, so close."
The sound of Seth begging made Roman crazy, his eyes clouded with desire. He sped up, fucking Seth hard enough to slam his body into the lockers repeatedly with every thrust, both hand now gripping his hips as he rammed his cock into Seth, hitting his prostate dead on everytime. He watched as Seth braced himself with one arm, the other moving furiously as he jerked himself off. Damn he was so close, but Seth always came first so he had to hold on. Luckily he didn't have to wait long as Seth moaned, almost screaming out the Samoans name as he came, his cum covering his hand and splashing onto the lockers in front. The feeling of Seth's ass clamping down tighter around his bare cock was enough to sent Roman into completion as well, his cum filling Seth's ass as he continued thrusting shallowly, riding out the waves of their orgasms. He didn't want to pull out but he had to. They had to get cleaned up and changed before they headed back out.
Pulling out of Seth carefully, watching in slight fascination as his cum started running down Seth's legs, he turned his smaller lover around and kissed him quickly on the lips, arms wrapping tightly around his waist. He held the younger man until his head cleared, not wanting him to fall and secretly just wanting an excuse to hold him. He couldn't hide it anymore. He really did love Seth. and holding him now, seeing him smile up at Roman, nothing but adoration in his eyes, he knew they belonged together and he'd be damned if he hid it from the world.
"Hey, there's something I wanna talk to you about later okay? After the show will you come back to my room?" they didn't share a room, not wanting to arouse suspicion amongst the fans, but Roman had his own room so talking to Seth in private wouldn't be a problem. Seth nodded at him, reaching up to kiss him gently one last time before they moved to get themselves ready. And Roman couldn't help the genuine smile crossing his face at the lingering feeling of Seth's soft lips on his own. He couldn't wait to talk to him later. This was going to be perfect.
