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Note: I'm so sorry for the wait for this love! I know it's hella late, but I hope that you still like it! =] 2 Parts left!

Part II

Seth had grown uncomfortable and anxious since they'd arrived at HQ. Currently, he was pacing around the hallway, his mind focused on how the weather was steadily growing worse and still no one had heard anything from Dean. He knew Roman felt the same anxiousness he did, those grey eyes focused on the outside windows every chance they had. "We shoulda made him wait with us," he said, stopping his pacing to look over at Roman, their eyes meeting. "What if he's stuck somewhere?"

Roman sighed, walking away from the window to Seth and pressing a kiss to his forehead. His large hands moved up and down Seth's arms slowly, comfortingly, trying to console him and warm the chilled skin at the same time. "Don't think like that okay?" he breathed, closing his eyes as Seth leaned into him, long arms wrapping around his middle, pulling their bodies closer. "He'll be okay, because if he's not, I'm gonna kill him myself."

Seth couldn't help but chuckle at that, finally starting to relax in Roman's arms. "It's gonna be a while before we're on, you wanna check out the food?"

"Like you're really gotta ask," Roman teased, wraping his arms around Seth's shoulders as he pulled back. He easily let them down to the cafeteria, finding that they were practically alone. They picked at the various food that had been made, finding almost odd that it was so quiet. Any other time they'd been to this cafeteria it was pretty loud with laughter and talking. He smirked, an idea coming to him. "How about we get some of this and take it up to a private room?"

Seth could feel his cheeks, and other parts of him, start to heat up at those sultry words. Maybe being alone with Roman would be a big enough distraction to get Dean's safety off his mind. And it would be the first time in a long time he wouldn't have to worry about Randy or Hunter interrupting them. He nodded, swallowing hard in anticipation as he gathered up his snacks. He handed them to Roman, making his way back into the kitchen in search of something to drink.

Jackpot!

Brown eyes landed on a two liter of Diet Coke and he smiled. He hadn't had soda in a while, he could be bad tonight. He was going to be really bad anyway, might as well enjoy something like this too. He reached for it, falling short when Nattie seemed to swoop in out of nowhere and pick it up. "Hey!" he whined, looking at her with wide eyes. "I was gonna drink that."

Roman tried hard not to laugh out loud at the heated exchange between the two over the soda. He was actually surprised that Seth gave up, a smile shining on Nattie's face at her victory. "Don't worry babe," he murmured, nudging Seth gently, handing his snacks back to him as they walked out of the cafeteria. Stopping at the elevator, Roman gave an almost devious smirk. "I wanna go somewhere special."

Seth felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine, Roman's words deep, possessive. He felt his cock already start to swell in his jeans. Damn that voice, Roman always knew how to get him hard without ever touching him. He stepped into the elevator and watched as Roman pressed the top floor. His brows furrowed, only the highest executive offices were on the top floor.

Roman eased his arm around Seth, his hand gliding over the firm, roundness of his ass before giving it a light squeeze. "Trust me?" he breathed into Seth's ear, watching as the smaller male's body shivered and he nodded. He pulled away just as the elevator dinged and the doors opened.

Seth groaned, damn Roman and his teasing. He was already rock hard in his jeans and he was close to throwing his snacks on the floor and just devouring Roman right there in the hallway. He followed quietly though, his eyes widening once Roman stopped in front of the biggest offices in the entire building. "This is Hunter's office," he murmured, suddenly growing a little unsure of Roman's intentions. "What are we doing here?"

Roman only smirked, reaching into his pocket pulling out a bobby pin. He kneeled down until the knob was eye level and started picking the lock. He could feel Seth's uncertain eyes on him, knowing the two toned man wanted to ask him where he learned to do this. He heard the click of the lock and smiled, pushing the door open. "Dean taught me a couple new tricks while you've been gone," he answered, motioning for Seth to hurry inside the dark office. He flipped the switch for the lights right at the door.

Light instantly flooded the room, showing just how large the office actually was. It housed a large beautiful oak desk close to the far wall, a TV mounted behind it with two ceiling high built-in bookcases on either side. In front of the desk were two large, leather arm chairs. Across from the door, the entire wall was lined with large windows. Across the rectangular room from the desk was an ornate buffet style table with three doors. One of which Roman knew housed a wine chiller, another housed wine glasses. A large, comfortable, matching leather couch sat not far, facing the desk with a quaint coffee table in front of it.

Roman pointed to the coffee table where Seth set his goodies down as he went over to the desk and started turning pictures of Hunter and his family face down. He stopped when he saw a picture of Seth and Hunter when Seth won the NXT title for the first time. He growled, picking it up. Of all the places Hunter could have this photo, Roman disliked that it was on his desk. He turned to Seth, watching is lover look around the office in an almost worried fashion.

"I still don't know why we're here," Seth groaned, feeling almost awkward in his boss's office without him present. He'd been in this office more time that he could count, but still, he just felt out of place without Hunter with him. He walked over to the windows, looking out into the whiteness, the snow coming down hard enough that he couldn't see more than foot outside. Dean was still out in this mess.

Roman walked over, wrapping his arms around Seth's waist, his lips instantly starting to kiss at the long neck, his chest pressed flush against Seth's back. "I can think of a few things we could do in here," he hissed lowly, bringing his lips up to Seth's ear. He felt Seth shuffer against him. "I know how he looks at you baby and I know he wants to do what I'm about to all over this office."

"H-he's only l-looking," Seth breathed, feeling almost breathless as Roman's hands started to ease around his hips and expertly tug at his belt. "I'm yours Ro." This time it was breathless, sinking back into Roman's heat, showing all of him belonged to the Samoan man. "All yours."

Roman couldn't stop the smile as it touched his lips, tucking his face into Seth's neck and peppering it with soft kisses. "I know," he murmured, one hand coming up to cup the pronounced bulge in Seth's skinny jeans. "I don't want him even thinking about you like that." It was possessive, hard and it made the cock in his hand throb even harder. "I don't like how he has his hands on you, or when you're alone together."

Seth groaned, one hand reaching up to tug at the long raven colored hair, pulling it from its neat bun. "It's just for show Ro, I wouldn't let him do anything," he murmured, tilting his head away from Roman, teeth sinking into his neck. "Fuck, Ro, you gonna tease me all night?"

Roman smirked, shaking his head. Of course he wasn't going to just tease Seth, he was going to satisfy his every need all over this office. He was going to live Hunter's fantasy for him, that way the next time he saw that smug look on that bastard's face when he had his arm around Seth's shoulders, Roman could always smile and pull out this memory, knowing he'd gotten the chance to fuck Seth over his luxurious desk, and he never would. "Don't worry baby boy, I'll make sure you're fully satisfied."

Seth whimpered, Roman's hands finishing up with undoing his jeans, a hot hand sliding in under his underwear and wrapping around his already leaking cock. "Ro," he whimpered, his hand tangling in the long hair while the other rested on Roman's wrist, hoping the light touch would get Roman to move a little faster. Stop teasing him so much.

Roman's hand moved just a little faster, his other easing down the material of Seth's jeans and boxer briefs down to his thighs, exposing the already burning flesh to the otherwise cool room. "Think if it was a nice day, sun on us seeing everyone in the parking lot," he rumbled into Seth's ear, the flesh in his hand only growing harder, throbbing at the thought of being on display. "Them seeing you."

Seth groaned, grinding back into Roman, feeling the other man's arousal already straining against him. "Ro," he gasped, Roman's hand moving slowly up his shirt to tease a nipple. He was already so hard, so turned on.

Roman smirked, releasing Seth and pulling away, listening to high pitched whine. "Don't worry, I'm not stopping," he said, walking over to the desk and sitting back in the chair, propping his feet on one corner, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "Show yourself to me."

Seth groaned, turning to face Roman, thinking he was about to live out one of his fantasies in his boss' office. His dark eyes met Roman's lighter ones, his hands grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head, only breaking eye contact as the material passed between them.

Roman reached down to rub his throbbing arousal over his jeans, smirking. "All of it baby boy," he hissed, repositioning to a slightly more comfortable angle. "I wanna see all of you." He was rewarded with Seth turning and showing off his beautiful, round ass his jeans being pushed down as he bent over. "Fuck." He'd seen Seth bend over for him more times than he could count, but each time it took his breath, getting that little glimpse of the tight entrance he wanted. It was torture.

Seth smirked, slipping his jeans down his calves and untied his shoes before sliding them off as he pulled his jeans off, sock going next. He stood up, allowing Roman another moment or two of enjoying the back of him. "Like what you see?" he asked, looking over his shoulder, watching as Roman's eyes raked down his body.

"I think I'd like the front a little more," Roman hissed, swallowing hard. He bit his lower lip, dropping his legs to the floor, his mouth suddenly going dry as Seth slowly turned towards him, his hand fisting his cock, slowly stroking it. "God fucking damn." No matter how many times he saw Seth naked, it always stole his breath.

"I think you have something for me?" Seth teased, lowering to his hands and knees. He crawled over to Roman, making sure his ass swayed side to side perfectly as he grew closer. He rested his hands on Roman's knees, pushing them open so he could move between them. "Open it for me?"

Roman swallowed hard, nodding as his hands moved to unbutton and unzip his jeans, Seth's hands moving over his, pushing them away. He groaned, Seth's fingers curling around the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down just enough to show the engorged head. "Tease," he murmured, easing his hand under Seth's chin, leading him to his cock. "C'mon, you know you want it."

Seth felt a rumble of lust go through him, his lips parting just enough to engulf the head. He swirled his tongue around the edges of Roman's crown before sliding of the slit, gathering the little bead of pre cum on his tongue. He groaned at the addictive taste.

The vibrations against his cock made Roman whine, the pleasure only growing. He tugged Seth's hairband free, fisting the two toned locks. "Please," he whimpered, wanting Seth to take more of him into his mouth. "C'mon, don't tease me."

Seth smirked, pulling back completely, an almost desperate whine falling from Roman's lips. "Take your shirt off for me," he demanded, wrapping his hand around Roman's cock and slowly, agonizing slowly stroked it.

Roman disposed of his shirt without a second thought, tossing it to the floor. He smiled, Seth's hand resting right over his heart, fingers splayed to touch as much as he could. He could feel the heat in the palm of Seth's hand, the tenderness he'd always felt when they were together. His own rested over it, his and Seth's gazes meeting for a quiet moment.

Seth leaned back over Roman, pressing a kiss to the head of his cock, his hand trailing downwards until both were resting on Roman's hips, his mouth easing down the hard flesh, slicking it up. He felt both hands in his hair easing him just a little further down.

Roman let out a noise of approval, the feel of Seth's hot mouth around his cock intoxicating. He looked down, licking his lips. God, the sight of Seth's mouth stretched around his fat cock could easily get him off. It had a couple of times before. He felt Seth start to tug at his clothes. In response, he lifted his hips, allowing Seth to pull them down his thighs to pool at his feet.

Seth only pulled away from Roman so he could untie his shoes and pull them off, taking the jeans and underwear off too. He looked up between the spread legs, pressing gentle, tickling kisses along Roman's thigh, his eyes never leaving Roman's. He barely made it to Roman's pelvis before he stopped and started on the knee of the other leg, moving inwards again.

"Fuck Seth," Roman groaned, pushing his chair back and grabbing Seth's shoulders. He hauled him to his feet before smashing their lips together in a heated kiss, his hands slowly moving down to narrow hips, pulling him in so their bare cocks scraped together, filling the air with heated hisses of pleasure.

Seth followed Roman's movements, allowing him to push him up onto the desk. He stiffened, the wood cold on his bare skin. "Wait Roman," he whimpered, Roman's lips already moving down his neck. "Not on his desk." He whined, Roman's mouth closing over a nipple, silencing his protests.

Roman only smirked, spreading Seth's legs a little wider as he slowly moved south, his lips pressing open mouthed kisses along the curve of Seth's ribs, down his flat, toned belly to his own hard cock. He kneeled in front of Seth, his hand wrapping around his cock, gently stroking him. He was sure Hunter fantasized of this, of sucking Seth off on his desk, and here he was living it. "You want me to stop?" he asked, dragging his tongue from the base of Seth's dick to the tip, swirling around the already purple head.

"No!" Seth whined, his hands sliding into Roman's loose hair. "Please." He whimpered, Roman's fingers leaving burning imprints on his thighs. As uncomfortable as it was to be doing this on Hunter's desk, it was also pretty fucking hot. He knew how Hunter looked at him, how his touches were always a little less than innocent. He hated it, telling the other man several times that he was with Roman, no matter the storyline or what creative did with him, he was always going to be with Roman.

Roman smirked, wrapping his lips around Seth's cock, easing down until his nose was pressed against bare skin. Hands tugged at his hair, Seth's delighted noises filling his ears. He smirked as he eased up the velvety flesh, his tongue swirling around the head, swiping across the leaking slit, taking in Seth's taste. He reached for his jeans, grabbing a small tube of lube from the pocket and popping it open.

Seth whined, Roman's mouth moving all the way back down him. He'd heard the soft snap of the cap opening and he couldn't help but lay back, pushing papers and pictures out of his way as his body relaxed against the wood. He could hear everything clatter to the floor, but he couldn't bring himself to care if anything had broken.

Roman stood, easing Seth's legs up, one slick finger circling the tight pucker. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard on this desk," he whispered, feeling Seth tighten under him. He eased the tip of his finger inside Seth, his mouth pressing kisses all along his stomach, trying not to let how tight that body was deter him from opening Seth up slowly.

"Well look at the assholes that forgot about me."

Roman's head jerked upwards, his eyes landing on his best friend as he stood leaning against the doorframe to the office. He frowned, more than a little irritated with Dean's interruption.

"We're glad you're okay," Seth panted, arching upwards as his head fell back over the edge of the desk. "But, we're kinda busy." He smirked, his and Dean's eyes locking. His eyes fluttered closed, Roman's finger moving deeper inside him, curling up to stroke against his prostate.

Dean snorted, smirking as he nodded. "Enjoy fuckin' on the boss' desk. Make sure you get the couch and his mini bar too. Oh and, Rome, don't look in the third drawer on the left." He turned towards the door. "See ya guys in the cafeteria. Oh and lock the fuckin' door, anyone could just walk in." With that he easily locked the door and walked away, pulling the door shut behind him.

Roman's interest was piqued, reaching for the drawer Dean told him not to. He felt Seth's body tighten on his finger as he opened the heavy drawer and looked in. He smirked, seeing Seth's face on the cover of a magazine. He moved it to the side, finding another picture of his lover. He yanked his hand back, completely grossed out at the smear of dried cum on it.

Seth whined, pulling Roman's attention back to him. "Ro, fuck I want you so fucking bad!" he groaned, grasping his cock and stroking it. "C'mon baby, I wanna feel you." He let out a long growl, another finger easing inside him, stretching him for the thick organ he really wanted. "Don't think about him Ro, focus on me."

Roman nodded, spreading Seth's legs a little wider with his other hand, the head of his cock tapping on a tanned ass cheek. He'd let it go for now, but he wasn't about to let it go completely. He'd show Hunter that Seth belonged to him and only him. He eased another finger into Seth, his lips pressing against the skin of his lover's chest, taking in every taste he could, lapping at the salty droplets of sweat that were forming. He had to have Seth.

Seth whined when he felt Roman's fingers leave him, but his half lidded eyes took in the sight of Roman as he coated himself in the lube and slowly, gently started to smear the head against his loosened hole. "Ro, fuck me. Fuck me on this desk right now!"

Roman smirked; clearly amused at Seth's sudden demand. "Okay," he breathed, pushing into the tightness. He leaned over Seth, their lips smashing together in a heated kiss and he sunk into Seth's heat. It was almost unbearable how tight Seth was around him. No matter how many times they did this, Seth always remained virgin tight. His hand grabbed at Seth's hair, pulling his head back so he could nibble at his neck.

Seth smiled, panting at how good it felt to have Roman fully sheathed inside him. No one had ever made him feel so good, so full. He whimpered, his toes curling as Roman moved just enough to tap lightly against his prostate. He knew he was being teased. He let out a pathetic whine, his arms wrapping around Roman's neck, his hips already grinding back into Roman's, begging for him to move.

And move they did, slowly pulling back until only the head remained inside and he pushed back in. Roman's eyes closed as he laid his head on Seth's chest, one hand plucking a pink nipple as legs wrapped around his waist. He could hear the rapid heartbeat, Seth's ragged breathing. He smirked, thinking he'd be the only one to see Seth like this.

Seth held tight to Roman, their movements becoming faster, harder, making the desk shake and squeak in protest. He arched up into Roman, the other man standing to his full height over him, pulling his hips until they hung over the edge. "I wish we could tape this," he breathed, earning curious eyes on him. "Send it to Hunter, see what he's missing out on."

Roman's lips turned up into a snarl. He pulled free from Seth and sat in the large office chair, patting his lap. "I don't want him to ever see the faces you make for me," he growled, his glistening cock beckoning for Seth to come back. "Ride me?"

Seth nodded, smiling as he got up from the desk and walked over, turning and easing back down on the thick cock. He let out a low moan of pleasure, Roman pushing in even deeper inside him, right into his sweet spot.

"Bounce on me Seth," Roman encouraged, reaching around and grasping Seth's cock, stroking him in time to Seth's movements. "Just think if Hunter walked in on us right now, seeing you impaled on my cock, my hands all over you, filling you with my cum in his chair."

"Fuck Ro!" Seth cried out, a little spurt of pre cum shooting out and landing on his thigh. He loved the idea of being watched, but just imagining the want in those eyes and knowing he could only watch as him and Roman fucked, did things to him he never would admit to. He'd be Hunter's dick tease, but the only one to have him would be Roman.

"You close baby?" Roman asked, Seth's body leaning back into him, their skin sticking together from the sweat, the air hot around them. He heard Seth's soft yes and stood, pushing Seth over the desk. His pace quickened until he was pounding into Seth mercilessly.

Seth's cries of pleasure joined the loud creaks from the desk, and the slapping of their hips, filling the room. His hands scratced at the wood, Roman thrusting hard into that perfect place inside him. "Roman!" he cried, his mind fuzzy with pleasure. He felt Roman pull him back up with a hand on his chest, the other stroking him faster and faster, wanting him to reach his peak. "Ro, I'm gonna cum."

"I know, I want you to," Roman encouraged, biting into Seth's shoulder, a gasp filling the room before the flesh in his hand started to throb. "Yeah, cum all over that bastard's desk." He smiled, Seth tightening around him, suffocating his cock so that he had no choice but to follow. The growing tension in his belly curled just a little tighter before it broke and he coated Seth's inner walls with his own release. "Good boy."

Seth fell back with Roman into the chair, panting hard as he looked over the mess on the desk. He felt his cheeks warm, knowing he had to clean it up before they left the next morning. He turned, his lips meeting Roman's in a gentle, loving kiss.

Roman hummed happily, easing himself out of Seth and repositioning them so that Seth was sitting on one leg, his arms wrapped around the thinner body, Seth's head on his shoulder. "I love you," he murmured, nuzzling into Seth's warmth. "Thank you for indulging me."

Seth chuckled, kissing Roman again. "Nothing to thank me for, I kinda wanted to do it anyway," he explained, yawning. "I belong to you Ro, and I only want you. I love you."

Roman couldn't help but smile, wrapping his arms around Seth and lifting him up as he stood, walking them over to the large sofa and laying him down. "We got a little time right?" he asked, laying beside him, running his hand over Seth's cheek. The sparkling brown eyes met his. "I just wanna enjoy you for a little longer."

Seth nodded, wrapping an arm around Roman before he nuzzled into his chest. "After the show, you have to fuck me on this couch too," he mumbled, feeling his cock already start to stir again at the meer thought. "And we gotta clean up the desk."

Roman smirked, no, they were going to leave that for Hunter to find, whether Seth agreed to it or not.

(A/N): I'm so sorry that this is so late love! I swear the next two parts will not take so long! I certainly hope you liked it and that you'll like that's going to happen next.