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This is flashbacks/memories

Dangerous Game

Trinity was giving Ariane a hug good bye when she saw Roman walk up. "You get left again?" she asked teasingly, smiling at her future family member.

Roman shook his head with a grin. "Naw, Seth wanted to leave with Dean, so I was giving them some time alone," he explained, adjusting his bag on his shoulder. "You and Jon riding together?"

Trinity nodded, hooking her arm with Roman's and leading him to where Jon was currently chit-chatting with Josh, both sitting close to where catering was cleaning up. "Hey babe, look who I found wandering around," she said, earning a look from her fiancée and his twin. "I figured I would've had to pull him off Cody, but he looked so lonesome."

The twins started laughing, both ignoring the slightly annoyed and shocked look on their cousin's face. "Oh c'mon Rome, that was funny. After the last time, we're surprised you aren't with him, honestly," Josh said, earning a playful shove from Jon.

"More like 'on him'," he threw in, earning a dark look from Roman. "Just teasing. C'mon, smile already, you'd be doing the same to us if one of US woke up with another member of the roster, well besides me. Trin here is the only one I'm waking up to."

"Better be," Trinity warned, this time earning a soft chuckle from the man she was currently holding on to. She looked up, happy to see a smile. "You wanna get something to eat with us? Let you-know-who get some time alone?"

Roman nodded. "Yeah, sounds like a plan," he answered, watching as Trinity unhooked their arms and walked over to Jon to take his hand in hers. He followed behind the happy couple, his other cousin next to him. "So, this wedding thing. When's it happening?" He earned a dark look from Trinity. "Just messin'. I know you guys got a lot going on to think about it."

It wasn't long before they were all piled in the rental car and off to some place to eat. They found a decent, low profile restaurant and took a booth, Trinity and Jon on one side with Josh and Roman cramped in on the other side.

"You know, a table would have been better," Josh said, bumping elbows with Roman. "Can't take this lug anywhere without needing extra room." He earned a good shove for that one. He smirked, thankful that he was on the outside.

"Anyway, we've been meaning to ask you," he started, earning a dark look from his twin. He gave an equally dark look back. "This thing with Cody, what's going on? You haven't been yourself lately. Was it that bad? I mean you didn't even get back to us when we called."

Roman suddenly regretted going out to eat. He ran a hand over his face, unsure of where to start or even what he was going to tell them. "Honestly, I don't even know what happened. Apparently, after all the shots you two gave me, I ended up blacking out. So when I woke up, I was in my hotel room, not sure how I got there if I was that bombed, and Cody was in my bed," he explained, stopping when he saw the waitress start towards them. After they ordered he continued. "Seth took a video and that's the most I know."

"The one of the shots?" Trinity asked, pulling her phone out. She earned a nod. She pressed the screen a few times before showing the pictures to Roman. "I got these. I don't really remember taking them, but if you're interested."

Roman groaned, running a hand over his face again, looking helplessly at the photo of him and Cody wrapped around each other, their lips fused together, his body pushing Cody into the wall. He didn't dare swipe to the next one. He groaned, handing the phone back. "See, that's the fucking problem. I don't remember any of this. That next morning he was freaking out about it because he didn't remember either. He's got hickeys all over him and apparently I made them," he confessed, shaking his head.

Trinity was the one to speak up. "So, um. Did you guys, ya know, do the do?" she asked, earning a warning glare from Jon. "You all were thinking the exact same thing!"

Roman shook his head, suddenly wishing he'd just walked back to the hotel. "I woke up in my boxers, he was fully clothed. I don't think it got that far, but it's not like anyone's going to believe him the way he looks." He sighed, thinking about how sick Cody'd gotten. "He's got a lot going on now."

Trinity nodded. "Ari said she saw him getting make up caked on him. I didn't believe her, but it makes sense now. I figured they would've been from Ted." She saw the flicker of guilt go through Roman's eyes. "He's still with Ted isn't he?"

Roman shook his head. "Not from what I know. He was saying that he was down to visit. I think he was trying to fix whatever they had going on," he speculated, shaking his head before resting it in his fist. "I have no idea why it's even on my mind. It's not like I like the guy or anything." It wasn't a total lie. He hadn't really thought about Cody, his mind more set on his job and solidifying a spot on the main roster along with Seth and Dean.

Josh looked over at Trinity and Jon. "You guys happy now?" he asked, the set of eyes next to him a little confused. "He was talking about it during the gauntlet match. He's worried about you being off because of it, and I can't disagree, but he could've been a little more tactful." He turned his attention to Roman. "Look Rome, we're here if you need us, but getting mixed up in something with Rhodes could be messy. It doesn't matter how long Ted's gone, they always get back together, doesn't matter that Ted left the company."

Roman nodded, smirking at Josh. "Thanks," he answered, pushing Cody from his mind to enjoy his time out with family. "Don't worry, I'm not thinking about him like that."

It was few hours later that they were back at the hotel. Roman had sent a quick text while he was in the car, listening to Jon and Trinity try and one up each other in making fun of the other. He chuckled, breaking away from the group and making his way to the elevator, thinking Trinity would fit in just fine as part of the family. He shook his head, pushing in his floor and watching the doors shut. Once they opened, he stepped out, feeling more at ease than he had since he'd woken up with Cody. He was going to take Josh's advice and put it out of his mind. He didn't want to get mixed up in anything.

He slid his keycard in and opened his door. He dropped his bag inside the door and flipped in the light before walking over and cracking the door that joined his and Seth and Dean's room just slightly. He smirked, the other one already ajar. He knew Seth would tell him about what happened sometime that night or the next morning. He pulled his shirt off, tossing it at his other bag at the foot of the bed before slipping his jeans and underwear off. He needed a shower.

He took his time, enjoying the way the water relaxed his muscles. He groaned in contentment, finishing up and stepping out. He toweled off before wrapping one around his waist. He knew he roomed alone, but he'd already walked out once too often to find either Dean or Seth hanging out on his bed, waiting for him to get out of the shower. He looked out, finding that he was actually alone and stepped out, stretching and shivering in the cool air. Easily, he ran a hand through his hair, moving to tie it back.

He'd barely gotten comfortable laying on his bed, remote in hand when he heard a knock at his door. He groaned, getting up and walking over, hoping it was just someone lost. He looked through the eye hole, a little shocked to see Cody standing there. "Give me a minute. I just got out of the shower," he called, kicking his duffel bag away from the door. He dug through his other bag, now on the floor in front of his bed. He pulled out a pair of gym shorts and quickly pulled them on, tossing his towel towards the bathroom.

Cody was trying not to fidget with his hands when the door opened. He swallowed hard, looking up from the ground to Roman's face, the bare, expansive chest calling to be touched. He followed Roman in, keeping his eyes from straying to any other part of the other man. "I just wanted to apologize for earlier in the locker room. It's not your fault that this happened. And I'm sorry for kissing you. That was completely stupid," he started, looking down at the carpeted floor.

Roman turned to Cody, nodding. He wondered why he didn't completely like the sound it. "Well, okay," he stated, unsure of what else to say.

Cody felt some tension slip from his shoulders. He bit his lower lip, his eyes raising up to meet Roman's. "We can be friends, I just want to move on and forget what happened is all," he explained, heart racing. He swallowed hard again; telling himself this was the only way he was going to be able to make things as close to normal as he could.

Roman nodded again, crossing his arms over his chest. He had no idea what to say to the brunette. He thought about what Josh had said at the restaurant and sighed, telling himself not to get mixed up with someone like Cody and his own personal issues. He could see the nerves slowly retreating from Cody's eyes and easily being replaced with irritation.

"Are you going to say anything?" he asked, biting back the sound of frustration.

Roman was a little surprised. "What do you want me to say?" he retorted, completely unsure of where the conversation was going. "So we're friends, great. There's nothing else to discuss."

Cody's jaw clenched. "You could at least say what you're thinking."

Roman shrugged. He wasn't going to divulge that kind of information. "I think it's a plan. I'll see you around the arena, maybe we'll hang out or something," he replied, watching as Cody's eyes moved to the floor. "Look, I'm not trying to sound like an ass, I've never been in this kind of situation, so I don't know what else to say."

Cody nodded, turning his head to the side and looking at the wall. "I haven't either." He stopped, sighing. "I just wanted to apologize anyway. I'll see you around," he finished, meeting the grey eyes once more.

Roman nodded, feeling more awkward than he had when they woke up together. He walked with Cody to the door, his arms wanting nothing more than to reach out and pull him in and satisfy his body's need to remember the feeling. He gave a small smile. "Good night Cody," he whispered.

"G'night Roman." With that, Cody set off down the hall.

Roman sighed, shutting the door. After everything at dinner, he hadn't expected to still want to relive that night, this time taking in every sound, every taste and commit it to memory. Shaking his head, he decided that it would be better just to turn the light out and go to bed.

Seth's chocolate eyes opened, taking in the outlines of the room. He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He threw the covers back, looking at the clock. He sighed, the green numbers reading 2:45AM. He looked over at the other man across the small isle.

There on his stomach, arms under the pillow, was the middle member of The Shield. His blond hair was mused and giving the illusion of a halo the way the small amount of stray moonlight hit it, mouth partially open in a light snore. The blankets were only covering him from the waist down, showing his strong back to the entire room.

Seth groaned. He took in the sight; heart aching that another night had gone by with them sleeping in separate beds. He'd tried everything to get Dean's attention, accept throwing himself completely at him and he wasn't that desperate. He stood, making his way to the conjoined doors. He smiled softly when he saw that Roman had already undid his.

"Rome," he whispered roughly, pushing the door open just enough to slip through before shutting it completely. "Roman." He cursed loudly, stubbing his toe on the edge of a piece of furniture before stumbling, his hands catching him on the edge of the bed.

Roman jumped awake. "Seth?" he questioned, rubbing his face to rid himself of the sleep that lingered before reaching over and turning on the bedside lamp. "What the hell are you doing over here?" he asked, watching as Seth climbed into his bed. "What happened?"

Seth shook his head, resting his head on Roman's shoulder. "Turn the light off, it's blinding," he suggested gently. He closed his eyes as the darkness took them over again. "Nothing."

"Nothing?" Roman was confused as he leaned back on the headboard, wrapping his arms around Seth.

"Nothing happened. In the car we just talked about the show. I kept pinching his hand and eventually he just grabbed mine. It wasn't long. We were back here almost a minute later," Seth explained, letting his body rest into Roman's. "Once we got in the room I told him I was gonna get a shower, and left the door cracked. I left my shampoo in my bag on purpose just so I could ask him to grab it for me. He didn't look up from the floor. I walked out in just the towel. Not a glance over from the book he was reading. I even got in his bed, and put my head on his chest. He just complained about getting wet."

Roman nodded, resting his cheek on the top of Seth's mused hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered, feeling more than a little sorry for the youngest member of their group. He knew how Seth felt, but Dean, he was hard to read and sometimes hard to understand. He felt a warm hand rest high on his thigh. He bit his lower lip, Seth's soft hand moving up under the leg of his shorts. "We'll get caught, you keep that up."

"It doesn't matter," Seth answered, slipping his hand back before throwing a leg over Roman's lap, pressing their hips together. "He doesn't care." He leaned in, smashing his and Roman's lips together in a bruising kiss. His hands flew into the dark locks, pulling the hair band out and running his fingers through the still damp hair. "Just do me."

Roman groaned, hands firmly grasping Seth's hips, pulling them even closer. His own hips were bucking up, enjoying the friction of Seth's grinding down into him. He knew that Seth only used him for physical comfort and he was okay with it. It gave them both release, so he couldn't complain.

Seth whimpered, biting his lower lip as lips moved down his neck, teeth and tongue nipping and licking at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. "Fuck, Rome," he groaned, body shivering under the torturous fingers that were already working over his chest and running over his pebbled nipples. His arms wrapped around Roman's neck, his back suddenly meeting the soft sheets. He decided he'd let Roman take control for the time being.

Roman didn't waste anytime stripping Seth's boxers off of him, taking the hardening flesh in his hand and stroking him to full length. His lips moved down to a pink nipple that he promptly took into his mouth, his tongue running over it, eliciting a deep moan from the smaller male. "Don't wake Dean," he whispered roughly, free hand plucking the other nipple. He smirked, watching as Seth's lower lip receded into his mouth, white teeth biting deep into the rose colored flesh to keep quiet. "We'll have hell to pay."

Seth whimpered, closing his eyes and imagining that it was in fact the man in the next room that was touching him, teasing his body into submission. He arched his hips, Roman's hands sliding his boxers off, leaving his hot skin exposed to the cool room. "Please," he moaned, eyes cracking open to see that dark head between his legs, tanned lips on the inside of his thigh, his pale legs draped over the brown shoulders. He had to admit, Roman looked hot between his legs.

Roman nipped Seth's thigh, earning a jump from the smaller body. "Is this what you want?" he asked, slowly dragging his tongue from Seth's thigh to just above the neatly kept, dark, pubic hair. "Hm?"

Seth nodded passionately, ready for any kind of attention to be on his straining cock. "Please, Rome, don't tease me like that," he begged, squirming on the bed. He nearly yelled out when he felt that hot mouth around him, burning tongue swirling around the head. His hands fisted in the sheets, back arching up.

Roman smirked, resting his hands on Seth's hips to keep him from bucking up. He watched each of the facial expressions gracing Seth's face as he bobbed up and down the hard shaft, giving Seth as much pleasure as he could. One hand slipped up from Seth's hip to toy with a hard nipple. He felt hands wind into his hair again, slowing his pace until he stopped, just the head touching his hips.

Seth tugged Roman up to him, pressing their lips together. "Please Roman," he whispered again, pushing so he was the one straddling Roman's hips again. He eased away, kissing down Roman's chest. He was quicker than Roman was, his hands yanking off the gym shorts before swallowing Roman's equally hard rod. He groaned, a strong hand fisting his hair almost instantly, the room filled with Roman's harsh breathing.

Roman bit back his moans, loving the way Seth sucked. It was probably the best head he'd ever gotten. He was going to miss it whenever Dean figured out that Seth really wanted him. He looked down, watching that two toned head bob over him. He licked his lips, Seth always taking as much of him in his mouth as he could, the hot mouth sucking and teasing. "Ready?" he asked, easing Seth off of him.

Seth nodded. "Do you have any lube?" he asked, flipping his hair back as he sat up and leaned back on his heels, cock pointing straight at Roman. He saw a dark look run through Roman's eyes. "I'll take that as a no." He groaned, getting off of the bed and disappeared back into his room.

He crept quietly through the room, freezing mid step when he heard Dean roll over, mumbling in his sleep. He breathed heavy, heart pounding from almost getting caught. He shook his head, looking for his bag in the darkness to pull out a small tube and wrapper. He tiptoed back to Roman's room, chest heaving by the time he made it back. He groaned at the sight waiting for him. There on the bed was Roman, slowing stroking himself, legs spread perfectly to give Seth the entire view. Licking his lips, he got on the bed, kissing up the muscled thigh, lube in hand.

Roman reached down for the little wrapper Seth had brought. "You want me to do it?" he asked, Seth's lips already on his again, a new desperation in their kisses. He went to grab Seth, his attempt blocked as the wrapper was finally pushed into his hand. "It'll hurt if I don't."

Seth shook his head, two fingers already inside. "Takes too long when you do it," he gasped, rocking back on his slick fingers. "Hurry up, I'm almost ready." He watched closely as Roman opened the condom and put it on. He smirked, crawling up to straddle Roman's hips, the tip pressing right at his stretched hole. "Ready?"

Roman nodded, that slick hand running over his covered cock, lubing him up. He pulled Seth in, the head pressing against the ever tight ring of muscle. He groaned loudly, Seth's body squeezing him. "So fucking tight." He looked up into the closed chocolate eyes, sure that Seth was envisioning it was Dean under him, Dean's cock filling him up. He pulled Seth close to him, his hips pushing up into Seth's. "You can pretend it's him."

Seth's eyes widened. "That's not fair to you," he answered, panting at the feeling of Roman being all the way inside him. He licked the shell of Roman's ear, gently sucking on the upper lobe. He gasped, Roman's hands easing him up to start a slow pace between them. "Rome…."

Roman couldn't help but smile; Seth was too good hearted. "Don't worry about me," he ground out, mind going fuzzy from the perfect friction. A hand moved up the long back, over the long tattoo before resting on the back of Seth's neck. He turned his head, lips attracting to Seth's, the slap of their hips and heavy breathing the only sound in the room.

Seth whimpered, pulling back and leaning back, hands resting against Roman's thighs to keep him steady as he rode Roman harder. He looked down at the tanned face, those grey eyes mesmerizing. He tried to keep close to silent when Roman's warm hand wrapped around his hot tool. He tried to focus on those long, slow strokes, mimicking them with his hips. He smirked, Roman sitting up and flipping them so that Seth was once against on the bed, Roman over him. He wrapped his legs around the thick waist, his lips moving all along Roman's neck.

Roman sped their pace up, lifting up with his legs tucked under him, Seth's hips on his thighs. He smirked, pumping into the hot, sweaty body below him. He watched Seth stroke himself to their thrusts. He could see that Seth was close, his body shaking. He leaned back over his tag team partner, nipping Seth's ear. "Cum for me," he murmured, shoving himself right into the bundle of nerves that always sent Seth over the edge. He wasn't disappointed when after a few stroke he felt Seth's face buried in his neck, teeth sunk into his shoulder to keep his voice down. He felt the hot fluid coat his and Seth's bellies.

Seth was gasping for breath when Roman only last a few more strokes before his body had stilled over him, harsh breathing and muffled moans in his ear. He wrapped his arms around Roman, pressing a kiss to the sweaty neck, the large organ still pulsating inside him. "Thank you," he whispered, feeling better. He felt a kiss to the side of his head before the bigger man had pulled away, disposing of their used condom. He breathed deep, Roman laying back down next to him.

Roman wrapped an arm around Seth's shoulders, more tired than when Seth had woken him up. "You know, you can just tell him how you feel," he finally mentioned, pushing his hair back. He smirked at the dark look Seth was giving him.

"Don't you remember the last time that happened?" he asked, shaking his head at the memory.

Dean was leaning back against the cubbies in the locker room, ear buds firmly placed in his ears. His blue eyes were closed, his mind lost in the music that was pumping into his brain.

Seth stood only a few feet away, body shaking from nerves. He shook his arms out, swallowing hard around a lump in his throat. He looked over, getting a comforting smile from Roman as he waved and left the locker room, giving them complete privacy. He looked over at the middle member and walked over, his fingers slipping over on thin wire and tugging gently. It popped free, those blue eyes suddenly on him.

Dean looked over as Seth sat next to him, confused as to why Seth wasn't looking at him. "What's on your mind?" he asked, pulling out the other bud and sitting up straight, giving the youngest member his undivided attention. "Seth?"

Seth watched his hands fidget in his lap for a moment before taking a breath and looking over at the cool blue eyes. "I want to tell you something," he started, getting an intrigued look.

Dean's lips twisted into a predatory smirk. "Okay?" he questioned, crossing his arms over his chest and looking Seth up and down. "Is it about the match?" He earned a shake of the two toned locks.

"It's more of a personal matter," Seth finally was able to bite out, nerves over taking him. He'd only been practicing for the last month on how he was going to tell Dean, and spent longer than that talking with Roman about how he should go about it.

"If it's about my socks, I swear I'll start picking them up," Dean laughed, stopping when he saw the confused look on Seth's beautiful face. "It's not my socks." He earned a shake of the head. "Is it leaving the towel on the floor?"

Seth shook his head again. "No, it's nothing like that," he finally managed to get out. "Dean, I like you." He stopped, heart stopping yet hammering against his chest hard enough to steal his breath, not that he could even breathe at the moment.

Dean's smile only brightened. "Well, I'm glad. I like you too Seth," he chuckled, reaching to put his earbuds in again.

Seth stopped him, resting a hand on Dean's bicep. "No, Dean. I like you," he repeated, putting more emphasis on the confession. He watched as the smile fell for just a moment before being replaced with an even bigger one. He didn't dare move or even smile back. He was serious and at that moment he was terrified.

Dean shook his head, chuckling as he put one ear bud back in, his hand ruffling the free locks quickly. "Good one Seth," he replied, waving a hand as he made his way to the door. "Had me going there for a second." With that he was out the door, leaving Seth to sit there, completely dumb founded and heart broken.

"It wasn't a joke…."

Roman winced, remembering that when he'd found Seth sitting there he had wave a hand in front of his face to get him out of his trance to even find out what had happened. "I can talk to him Seth," he started, the moving head making him stop.

"No, I want him to believe me when I say it," he snapped, sitting up and wrapping his arms around his bent legs, resting his head on the soft sheets. "I want him to realize that everything I'm doing is to get his attention. I want to be the one to do it."

Roman nodded, understanding. "If you're sure."

Seth nodded, looking at the man next to him. "So, you and Cody, friends now huh?" he asked, earning a dark look. "We could hear you next door when he came by. Are you okay with that?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" Roman asked, closing his eyes, resting his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the headboard. "Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

Roman cracked an eye open, seeing that devious look on Seth's face. "Like that, when you know something I don't," he retorted, letting his eye slip shut again. "Go to bed, it's late."

"Not until you admit he's on your mind," Seth teased, watching as Roman's brow furrowed. "You like him, don't you?"

"Don't be an idiot." He turned his head away from Seth, eyes opening to look over the dark room. He whimpered, Seth's lips pressing against the most sensitive spot on his neck. He groaned, a hot tongue tracing around it. "Don't Seth, I'm tired."

"I'll keep it up unless you admit it."

"Fine, yes, I'm interested in him." He felt those lips move back and he sighed in relief. "Wouldn't you be if you woke up with him in your bed, covered in hickeys you made?" he asked, dropping his hands and looking back into the warm eyes. "I just want him to get out of my head. I'm not getting involved in everything he's got going on."

Seth nodded, understanding. "Have you asked to fuck him? It couldn't hurt. Then you're both happy, because obviously, you're on his mind too," Seth suggested, earning a good shove. "Just saying."

"And I'm just telling you to go to bed, or else we're going to really get caught," Roman warned with a chuckle, yawning. He smirked, Seth leaning over for a small, soft kiss before getting out of his bed and heading back to his room. He heard the doors click shut before he got comfortable and slid under the covers, his mind fuzzy but focused on Cody before he fell asleep.

(A/N): Well, I have to say, it's been a LONG time since I've written a smut scene. I do apologize if it's not up to par. I gotta say though, it's not too bad for not writing one in over a year. I do hope some questions have been answered. If not, I kinda promise that they will be answered throughout the entirety of the story. Please be patient with me, some things will take a little longer to explain, or that I can't divulge right away. Anyway, hope you're enjoying! Title is Dangerous Game by 3 Doors Down. See you next time!

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