"I'm back!" you yelled, shifting grocery bags to your other arm to grab the keys from the keyhole. Looking around, you noticed neither Seth nor Roman were around and you sighed. Pulling your phone from the back pocket of your jeans, you read the text from Roman.
At the gym babe. Will be back in an hour or so. Dean and Renee are coming over for dinner tonight.
You smiled at his text, setting your phone and keys onto the coffee table as you made your way into the kitchen, struggling a bit with the bags. You put the groceries down on the cool marble island with a huff. Tucking your hair behind your ears, you thought about what you'd make tonight for dinner.
You heard a door opening upstairs and it snapped you out of your thoughts. Is that Seth? Roman hadn't mentioned Seth was home, like he usually does, and Seth hadn't texted you either. Weird. Maybe it was the wind. You crept upstairs, careful not to make any noise just in case Seth was asleep. Making your way past your bedroom, you stopped at his door. He usually leaves it closed, but today it was open just enough for you to peer inside. Against your better judgement you reached for the door handle and slowly pushed the door open a bit further, holding your breath. You let out a small gasp as your hand flew to your mouth, your eyes widening at the scene before you.
Seth was sprawled out on his bed, the sheets tangled in his legs. He was busy scrolling through his phone, and your eyes caught his other hand that was busy doing something else. He held his cock in a firm grip, stroking it slowly, occasionally reaching down to cup his balls. Your cheeks reddened and you knew you had to walk away, but your feet were glued to the floor. Rollins kept scrolling and stroking, unaware of your presence. His muscled chest was rising and falling, his breaths now coming in short gasps that you could hear. His heavy breathing made your nipples peak and strain against your bra. Well aware of the arousal between your legs, your heart raced as you tried to figure what you should do.
Backing away from the door, you tiptoed across the hall, making your way downstairs back into the kitchen. Letting out a breath, you started to put the groceries away and focused on dinner tonight.
"Hey, we brought the good wine!" Renee exclaimed as she pointed to the bottle in her hands. You welcomed her with a laugh as she walked in, Dean leaning in to give you a quick peck on the cheek.
"Hey doll. Where are my brothers?" He peeked around curiously before spotting them in the living room watching TV. They greeted each other in ways only brothers would; giving hugs and putting each other in head locks. Renee caught your gaze and rolled her eyes, shrugging at their display of affection.
"Ugh it's like you guys can't get enough of each other," she commented. You chuckled as both of you walked into the kitchen, and Renee insisted on having some wine. You grabbed the wine glasses, and pulled the beer from the fridge for the guys. "So tell me, what's it like having Seth around?" Renee asked curiously, wiggling her brows.
You shrugged, taking a sip. You weren't much of a drinker, but given the events of today, you really needed a drink, maybe two. "He's easy to live with. Super clean, and he's fun to be with."
Renee grinned mischievously, leaning over the counter to get close to you. "Does he ever bring over any women?"
You blushed at her question, taking another small sip. Avoiding her gaze, you shook your head. "No, none since he's been here." The thought of Seth bringing a girl over shouldn't be affecting you the way that it was. Your hand curled tightly around the wine glass, as you pictured Seth with someone else. You knew he wasn't dating anyone at this point, but you never knew what was going on back at home. Maybe he did have a girl back home. Your lips formed a tight line, and Renee sensed your discomfort.
"Are you okay?" she questioned, her voice filled with concern. You nodded quickly, swirling the wine glass, hoping that she wouldn't read too much into it.
Renee gave you a smile before she grabbed the beers. "Let's get these out before they come looking for us," she said cheerfully. Clutching the six pack, she headed into the living room and you followed. Roman and Seth were sitting side by side, and Dean was resting on the recliner. Renee pulled two beers out of the pack and perched herself on the arm of the recliner as Dean's hand snaked around her waist. While they were deep in conversation, you opened two cold ones and handed one to Roman, who gave you a wink and mouthed "thank you," and you pressed the other into Seth's waiting hand, his fingers lingering before taking the bottle from you. Your eyes flickered over to Roman, who didn't seem to notice.
Nervous, you wiped your palms on the front of your dark hip-hugging jeans as Seth cocked his head, giving you a once-over. He took a swig of his beer, watching you closely. His eyes searched yours, his gaze hungry. Tonight you'd chosen to wear a sleeveless red bodysuit that was tucked into your jeans, along with a thick, velvet black choker that Roman always loved on you. With your hair curled lightly, you chose to wear minimal makeup so it wouldn't clash with your outfit. Roman's mouth dropped when he saw you make your way into the living room earlier, his eyes drinking you in from head to toe. He licked his lips as his hands rested on his hips, and you knew that in his mind he was planning on which way he'll have you tonight. A shiver ran down your spine as you thought about what Roman was capable of in the bedroom.
"...she handled everything today. Is the food ready?" Roman's voice interrupted your thoughts and you managed to nod, all eyes were on you as you walked into the kitchen, exhaling a deep breath while pulling the plates out of the cupboard.
This is going to be a long night.
Dinner went smoothly and you thanked God that Seth hadn't made any more contact with you in front of everyone else. Dean and Renee left around eleven, but not before Renee offered to help you clean up the kitchen. Seth had retired to his room after they left, saying he was in a food-coma after having your delicious food. Roman laughed and waved him off before telling you that he was going up to shower.
Leaving you alone to do some more of the clean up, you grabbed one of Roman's spare hair ties on top of the coffee table as you looked around the living room, eyeing all the empty beer bottles that you had to get rid of. Rolling your eyes, you got to work picking them up, some of them were half-full and you walked to the sink to empty them.
You felt a presence behind you and you knew it had to be Roman. He came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, and you sighed, leaning back into him, your arm resting on top of his. He twisted his hand into your hair, slowly rolling the hair tie down, groaning as he let your dark hair loose. Closing your eyes, you felt his length press into your lower back as his lips found your hair, taking a whiff of your scent. You heard him growl in the back of his throat, and you pressed into him further, rolling your hips back against his. His fingertips slowly traced your shoulder, pushing your hair to one side before nudging your neck with his nose, lips ghosting over the sweet spot. Goosebumps appeared on your hot skin and you felt yourself giving into his actions. Reaching over, he pulled the beer bottle from your hand and set it down in the sink and you froze.
His right arm is bare. The crisp, black ink isn't there.
You whirled around in shock as you came face to face with Seth. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with arousal. Seth watched your expression dazedly, his hand cupping your cheek softly.
"Seth...w-what are you doing?" Your breaths quickened and you looked around the kitchen behind him, trying to figure out if Roman was around.
Seth gathered your hair and tossed it back slowly, as his head dipped down to focus on your cleavage. "He's still showering." He stated. His gaze was still fixed on your chest, and his hands caught your waist, fingers digging into your skin. "Tell me you want this."
Bracing yourself against the sink, you didn't move away from Seth like you were supposed to. You didn't push him away. His power over you was evident as his large hands made their up at an agonizingly slow pace, making your breath hitch. His eyes didn't leave yours as he cupped both of your breasts, giving them a light squeeze. You threw your head back as you pushed them into his hands more, making your nipples harden. He rubbed over them in slow circles with his thumbs, and you couldn't help but let a moan escape. Closing your eyes,you felt embarrassed.
I shouldn't be enjoying this.
"Seth...please don't.." you mumbled, pulling his hands away. Defeated, the hurt in his eyes was obvious. He stepped away and you turned back to the sink. Brushing the wayward strands of hair away from your face, you took a deep breath before regaining your composure, returning to your previous task of cleaning up.
Strong arms wrapped around you again, and you wriggled free from his embrace, frustration getting the best of you.
"Seth, I said don't!"
He pulled back and let go, taking your hand to face him.
"Seth?" Fuck. You recognized his deep voice, and you shut your eyes, cursing under your breath. It was Roman. This time, it was Roman. Damp hair clung to his tee, his eyes a dark shade of brown. "Is Seth bothering you?" He asked, sounding concerned.
"N-no," you protested. "He was just playing with me, tickling me. Got on my nerves." you lied, avoiding his eyes. You knew if you looked at him he'd see right through you.
Roman's tense shoulders relaxed as he pulled you in for a hug. "Are you okay? Was tonight a little too much for you?" He asked, referring to the dinner. You shook your head.
"I think I just need some rest." you mumbled.
Roman didn't say a word as he took your hand and guided you upstairs to the bedroom.