A/N:
This is an AU story filled with cameos/mentions of Brie Bella, Daniel Bryan, Drew McIntyre, Finn Balor, Jimmy Uso, The Miz, John Cena, Kurt Angle, Kane, Renee Young, Naomi, Cathy Kelley, Ruby Riott and AJ Lee. And of course the tagged ones Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, Dolph Ziggler and my OC Marina.
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I hope you'll enjoy this story.

Seth didn't have a problem with strip clubs but being dragged in there as an excuse for his friends really wasn't his thing. He knew they were right. He needed to get back out there and start seeing the women of the world around him again. He hadn't done much looking in any directions for half a year. Not since he and Brie broke up.

It had been an ugly break up. He thought they were good, that she was the woman for him, that they were gonna spend the rest of their lives together. She had shattered his illusion one day when she came home and told him she had fallen in love with someone else. A lumberjack named Daniel Bryan. He had wanted to rip the face of that man but once he found out this Daniel person had no clue that Seth existed and that Brie was actually in a relationship, he had walked away. Walked away and never looked back.

"You're enjoying youself?" Dean asked.
"Not really," Seth answered truthfully.
"Come on, Seth, live a little," Dean chuckled.
"We're at a strip club, Dean," Seth rolled his eyes.
"It's perfect. I just want you to watch and see the women out there. You're not allowed to touch any of them so you don't have to worry about further development. I just wanna show you that the world is still filled with beautiful women," Dean grinned.

Seth took a look around the table. His friends seemed to enjoy themselves. Dean had done a great job at gathering a handful of friends to try and lighten Seth's mood. Dolph, Drew, Finn and Jimmy were there. He could go without Dolph and his smart ass remarks most of the time though but right now he liked that they all tried to push him out into the world again.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen," a voice sounded through the speaker. "Please, welcome to the stage, our very own little minx Marina."

Seth looked up at the stage as the woman entered. Dark brown hair fell in waves down to the middle of her back. She was wearing a sexy little red outfit while she danced like no other woman had done on the stage that night. It was like she didn't even register the men around her. She didn't crave their attention or try and lure money out of them, yet they flocked to the stage to give it to her. Seth leaned forward with his elbows placed on the table as he watched her.

"Marina," he said.
"You like her?" Dean asked.

That was a question Seth didn't know how to answer. Could he like someone he had never met and just laid eyes on? All he knew was that she made him feel something. He hadn't felt anything for any woman for nearly six months.

"I want her," he said.
"I'll buy her for you," Dean said.
"What?" Seth asked.
"After her show up there, I'll buy you a private dance," Dean said.

Seth didn't take his eyes off her while she performed. He blocked out every man and every shout in the room while he watched her. She was sensual and erotic and he shifted awkwardly in his chair while trying to cover up what was happening in his jeans. He really hadn't thought it through when he chose to wear tight jeans that evening but he had never thought something like this would happen. Too soon the song stopped, she had undressed down to that little red thong, and she walked off the stage again.

"Okay, come on," Dean said. "Let's ask the bartender how this whole private dance thing works."

They walked over to the bar and caught the attention of the bartender. A man with the weird name Miz written on his name tag.

"Gentlemen, how may I help you?" He asked.
"We'd like to buy a private dance," Dean answered.
"Sure thing. Which one of our girls would you like?" Miz asked.
"Marina," Seth answered.

Miz stared at them for a second and shook his head.

"That's not doable. Anyone but her," he said.
"Why not?" Seth asked.
"She's not for sale," Miz answered.
"We're not thinking about buying her. My boy here just wants a dance," Dean said.
"Take it up with the owner," Miz pointed at a man in an orange suit down by the end of the bar. "Mr Cena is over there."
"Forget it, Dean. Maybe we should just..." Seth started.

Dean grabbed Seth's shirt and started pulling him towards Mr Cena. He was not gonna let Seth get out of it that easy. For so long he hadn't shown any interest in any woman and Marina might be a stripper that Seth couldn't actually touch but Dean sure as hell would make sure Seth enjoyed himself.

"Excuse me," he said.
"What can I do for you?" Cena asked.
"I'd like to buy a private dance for my boy here. He wants Marina," Dean answered.
"That's not possible. She's under a special... I guess contract is the wrong word. Other rules apply to her," Cena said.
"How come?" Dean refused to back down.
"She belongs to Kurt Angle. He pays a lot of money to make sure only he gets her in private," Cena explained.
"We're sorry about the misunderstanding," Seth said.
"Name your price," Dean grinned.
"Dean," Seth sighed.
"Any price you want for one dance. Just one dance. I'll pay whatever you want," Dean kept looking at Cena.

Marina looked in the mirror while adjusting the red bra. A knock on the door made all the women look towards it as their boss John Cena entered.

"Marina, you're needed in private," he said.
"Kurt's here?" She asked.
"Let's go," he said.

There was something in his face that made her know something was up. Something he wouldn't say in front of the other women. She walked out of the locker room and joined him out in the hall.

"It's not Kurt," he said.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"There's a group of six men in there. It's just one dance, Marina, and you'll only be dancing for one of them," he answered. "And Kurt will never know."

She wasn't stupid. If Cena was about to give her to another man, it could only mean one of two things. Either Cena knew this man personally or a lot of money had been on the table. It wasn't her place to question it though. She just nodded and walked down to the private room where a group of men along with one of the club's trusted bouncers named Kane were waiting.

"There she is," Dean grinned and pointed at Seth. "This is Seth and he needs some loving."
"Seth," she purred. "What a powerful name."

Seth looked at his friends that all seemed to have boyish smirks and grins plastered on their faces.

"You know the rules," she walked over to him. "I can touch you but you can't touch me."
"Touch away," Finn chuckled. "Touch him real good."
"He needs it," Drew added.
"I bet he does," she sat down on his lap with grace. "You're in much need, aren't you, big boy?"

Every word and every touch weren't real but he craved it. He craved to hear her voice and feel her hands on his body. He just wished the scenery had been different and that he could touch her too. She made him come alive and feel like his body was on fire.

"You're gorgeous," he said.
"Gorgeous?" She giggled. "Not sexy or fuckable?"
"That too but you're really gorgeous," he said. "Is your name really Marina or is it a stage name?"
"It's my real name. Are you gonna moan it tonight when you go home?" She teased.

For all he knew she could be lying but he didn't care. She was right about that assumption. He was gonna go home and masturbate to the image of her in his mind. For so long it had been Brie's face that had still lingered there in the dark corners but since Marina had stepped up on that stage 15 minutes earlier, Brie had been long gone from his thoughts.

"Touch her!" Dolph egged on.

She turned her head and narrowed her eyes at the annoying man.

"He can't, dipshit," Dean slapped Dolph over the back of his head.
"No one will know," Dolph tried.
"You wanna roll around with the big red machine over there?" Jimmy nodded towards the bouncer in red clothes.
"None of us will help you," Finn added.

Marina relaxed again and turned her focus back to Seth. He really was the perfect customer, just letting her do her job without trying to cross any lines and he was clearly enjoying himself. He even tried to talk a bit with her which customers usually never did unless there was something dirty in those words.

"Do strippers have feelings?" Dolph asked.
"What?" She stared at him.
"All those men touching you every night. Do you have any feelings or are you just a fuck machine going at it with no thought?" He asked.
"Shut up!" Seth snapped.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Dean asked.

Kane walked towards the group when their voices got louder. Marina looked at Seth and his eyes were one big apology.

"I'm so sorry," he said.

She slid off his lap even though she was only half way through the song.

"Is there a problem here?" Kane asked.
"No problem, Kane," she said. "I'm done here."
"You're not done. We paid for an entire dance," Dolph said.
"Shut up!" Seth shouted even louder. "Why do you always have to fuck up everything?"
"I think it's time for you gentlemen to leave the club," Kane said calmly.

Despite Dolph's protests, the five other men got up without any trouble and forced him with them. Seth tried with a little smile as he walked past Marina. He really was sorry and he was ready to have a fight out in the street with Dolph if it wasn't for Dean placing a hand on his back.

"Don't", Dean warned him as they walked out. "We all know he's an idiot. Don't sink down to his level."
"He fucking ruined it!" Seth sneered.
"You can always come back here tomorrow," Dean patted Seth's back. "Without any of us going with you."