I made no money from this. Just for entertainment purposes. Roman Reigns and all other mentioned WWE superstars are the intellectual property of the WWE.

Warnings: Peeping on a minor and masturbation.

Taylor trailed her mother throughout their two story home, watching her pack her things for work trip to Chicago. That left her with a babysitter. A well over 6 foot tall, 270 pound, muscular, gorgeous man who freakin' mouth raped her! The only way to get out of this would be to tell her mother… But she can't do that. It would break her mother's heart. Taylor could see she really did like Roman, but he was trying to get it on with her daughter. 'Why did this have to happen to me?'

"Momma do you have to go?" Taylor whined.

"Yes Taylor, I have to go. It's for work babe, I can't just tell my boss 'no' and expect to keep my job."

"Yeah, I understand, but why do I need a babysitter? I can take care of myself! I know how to get to school, I know how to cook and clean, and you taught me how to pay the bills, if I ever needed to. And just because I don't have a license doesn't mean I don't know how to drive either. I can kill my own food and I can go up to the Farmer's Market to get fruits and such. Come on ma! And on top of all that, I don't even know Roman like that and neither do you! You've known him for what? Three weeks? He could be crazy or something!"

"You're right on every count, but you are still a minor and I want someone to watch you. You're a pretty girl Taylor and I know you can handle yourself, but I won't risk someone hurting you when I can't watch you. Plus, I trust Roman, he's a good man."

Taylor realized that arguing with her mother was a lost cause. The woman has put all her trust in Roman, so that left her without an out. She was gonna have to face Roman. She hadn't spoken to him or even looked at him since the morning when he pinned her to the counter and kissed her. He took her first kiss, and she didn't know how to feel about it. She was even more confused by her body's reaction. When he kissed her, her body had felt weird, it felt hot and her skin felt tight and she felt something stir in her...uh.. private area. And that stirring resulted in wet panties. He'd left her in the kitchen a shaking, red faced mess in the kitchen with just a kiss. The worst part was he did it with her mother in the house. Now that he was being left in charge of her with her mother 819 miles away…. she shuddered at the thought of what could happen. When Sophia, Taylor's mother, finished packing and turned to say something more to her daughter, she was cut off by the doorbell. Taylor felt her stomach drop. 'Shit'. Taylor thought as her mother turned to go answer the door. Taylor kept her feet rooted to the floor of her mother's room. All the while she listened to the exchange of her mother and Roman.

Downstairs

"Afternoon, Sophia." Roman said stepping into the home.

"Hey babe, I just got done packing my things. I'll be ready to go in a minute."

"Ok, great. I'll drive you to the airport. Where's Taylor?"

'She's upstairs sulking."

"Why? If I may ask."

"She says she's too old for a babysitter and doesn't need you to watch her." Her mother stopped to sigh. "She's almost a perfect child, ya know? But I've let her think she's an adult in this house. Without her father here, she took it upon herself to be the caretaker of the house and me. She doesn't ask for much, ever, and she never complains until she's treated like her age. It's difficult." There was a pause in the conversation.

Roman digested all that information and responded saying, "I can fix that." The two adults stopped and listened when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps from upstairs and then a slammed door. Sophia sighed.

"I'll go get my things, Roman." He nodded at her and she made her way upstairs. Roman sat down and thought over the information shared with him about Taylor. The way he saw it the girl was mature past her years in most aspects of life, but she lacked structure when it came to herself specifically. She could obviously keep her environment in check, but she, herself, was a mess. As far as he was concerned he could solve all the problems she had. He sat back with a smile thinking that it was going to be a fun week.

Upstairs

Sophia went up to her daughter's room, after gathering her suitcases, and knocked on the plain white door and stared at the quote written, by Taylor, across it.

"He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man."

Taylor opened the door to see her mother standing their with her bags. The young girl sighed and gave her mother hug, who returned it with a soft smile.

"I love you Taylor."

"I love you too, mama."

"Be good for Roman, Tay. I know you handle things around here, but he's an adult and you know I raised you to respect your elders."

"Yes ma'am."

"Now come greet Roman." Taylor groaned on the inside.

Taylor's mom hugged her daughter once more before heading downstairs with Taylor to a waiting Roman so she could be driven to the airport. Roman stood when the ladies made their way into the room. He glanced at Taylor, who was trying her hardest to avoid his eyes. Taylor's mom jumped up and said she'd forgotten something in her room and left but not before telling Taylor to remember her manners.

"Hello, Mr. Reigns." Taylor said with downcast eyes. Roman smirked. "Hello, vixen." Taylor winced at the name. It almost made her feel dirty. Taylor's mom returned from her room and said she was ready to depart. Roman gathered bags and walked out of the house to put them in the truck. Taylor hugged her mother one last time as Roman walked back into the house. Taylor's mom walked out of the house to get in the truck, and Roman was making his way to the door as well as Taylor trailed behind him...at a respectable distance of course. Roman suddenly turned and said with a wink, "I'll be right back vixen. Don't go running off now. We'll have a very fun week together." Taylor shuddered at the words and looked down at the floor.

Roman and Sophia finally took off, leaving Taylor alone. "Don't go running off, huh?" Taylor said. Well, that's exactly what she planned to. A nice run would kill the nerves on her body. Roman should be gone for at least 45 minutes. That's enough time for a good workout. Taylor raced upstairs to change into her Under Armour sports bra, spandex shorts and running shoes. She grabbed her headphones and Ipod, turned on SlipKnot's song "Duality" and took off out of the house and onto the road for a run to relieve her stress.

Roman returned to the house an hour later. He felt like he couldn't get rid of Sophia quickly enough. She wanted to hug him over and over again even when they called for Last Boarding; he almost forced her on the plane. When he returned to the house he immediately went on the hunt for his vixen. Roman almost went into a panic when he couldn't find her even after he called out for her. It wasn't until he heard soft grunts and heavy breathing coming from the garage did he know where she was. He opened the garage door and what he saw had his cock quickly responding. Taylor… in little, tiny shorts and bra…. sweating… doing squats… 'Fucking hell… No wonder that ass looks as good as it does… damn, I never realized how toned she was. Got some biceps and abs and that wonderful ass accompanying those thick thighs… Damn she's so fucking sexy.' He thought as he watched her work out. It had been awhile since Roman had gotten laid, so watching the sexy little vixen squat and thrust and grunt had him harder than a rock quickly. His cock was so hard, it was beginning to hurt, so to relieve his pain he whipped it out and began stroke himself watching the girl.

Taylor grunted as she set the weight back on the rack. She'd just gotten her last set of squats in and was getting ready to stretch her legs so they wouldn't lock up on her as badly in a few hours. She went down and touched her toes, giving Roman full view of her ass, and counted for ten seconds. She came back up and spread her legs wide until she came down into a full split and reached for her toes which made Roman moan loudly and stroke himself faster. 'Sweet fuck, she's flexible too?! I'm gonna cum.' Taylor stood up and spread her legs a little farther than shoulders length apart and bent over to stretch out her hamstrings and from between her legs she saw Roman standing in the doorway watching her with a hungry expression, while touching himself. Taylor gasped and fell over. She righted herself sitting up and covered her eyes.

"Look at me!" Roman growled. Taylor shook her head. "Look at me with those big brown eyes, vixen. Now." Taylor flinched at Roman's tone and looked up at Roman stroking himself to completion. "Oh, my little spitfire. So..fuck.. so sexy!" Roman groaned as he came. Taylor looked on half in disgust and half in fascination as Roman came. She'd never touched herself before so seeing it was new and different to her. Roman came down from his orgasm to see Taylor watching him with curiosity.

"Oh vixen. You've never masturbated have you?" Taylor shook her head and Roman smiled thinking he could add that to his to do list of things for this week. Taylor and Roman just stared at one another, well Roman stared and Taylor switched between looking at him and the floor. Her face was completely red from watching Roman get himself off. The air gradually shifted to something more palpable and electric as he stared at the tight body. Taylor could feel it as well. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and she let out a whimper. Roman felt himself start to harden again and he took a step forward into the garage. Unfortunately for him, the moment was ruined by a loud banging on the front door. Taylor shot up and slid past Roman and said, "I'll get the door...y-you should get cleaned up." Roman tucked himself back into his jeans and headed up the stairs pissed off at whoever was banging on the door for getting in his way.

Taylor opened the door only to see her father drunkenly swaying back and forth on the steps. He looked up and smiled crookedly when he saw his daughter.

"Hey baby girl!" He slurred.

"Hello, Jackson." As far as she was concerned, he didn't deserve the term "dad", seeing as he was never that to her.

"Oh ok. I zee how id'is. You dun wanna talk to ya pa? Huh? Dat it?"

"Exactly." She responded coldly.

"Look girl, wherez ya ma? I n-.. *hiccup*.. I need sum money. Ya pop is in a lil' trouble."

"No, she's not here and you know I can't and won't give you money to continue your… activities."

Her father sighed dramatically. "I ain't got time fuh you to judge me and shit. Gimme sum money, guh!"

Taylor glared at her father. "No!" Her father wobbled up the stairs of the front porch and grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and shook her. Taylor screamed for him to release her, but he would not relinquish his hold. Roman ran down the stairs after hearing Taylor scream the first time and ran down the hall in the foyer to come upon a stranger shaking Taylor. His Taylor!

"HEY!" He bellowed. "Get your filthy paws off her!" He physically removed the man's hands from Taylor and stepped in front of her. "Who the fuck are you? And what right do you have to put your hands on her?" The man looked Roman up and down and saw he was well built and easily capable of handing his ass to him, but there's something about whiskey that just makes you not give a fuck. "I'm dat guh's daddy, boy. Who da hell iz you?" Roman cringed at the strong smell of alcohol, and weed on the man. "I am Roman Reigns, her mother's boyfriend and as of right now, Taylor's caretaker. It's obvious to me, you aren't welcome around here so I suggest you hit the bricks motherfucker." Taylor's father stepped up and stood as straight as he possibly could and pushed Roman in the chest. "And iv I don'? Whadaya' gon' do abouttit?" He pushed Roman again. "Don't touch me again." Roman warned. Jackson, Taylor's failure of a father, disregarded the warning and pushed at Roman again only to find himself on the ground flat on his back and a dull ache in his head.

"I said don't touch me, you stupid son of a bitch!"

"So what, I'll do it again you fuckerr you!" Taylor ran to the coat closet in the foyer, searched through it and found the old shotgun she was looking for, loaded it and then pushed past Roman to aim the barrel at her father.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU DUMB, DRUNKEN BASTARD!" She yelled, finally fed up with her father's ignorance and empty threats.

Jackson just stared at her in shock, sobering some. "That how you gone treat your pop?"

"LEAVE! LEAVE! LEAVE! AND NEVER FUCKING COME BACK!" She screamed. Jackson looked at his daughter for a few more moments before turning around and making his way back up the dirt road but not before saying, "I'm sorry, Taylor." Taylor watched him leave and made sure he was gone before she collapsed on the ground. Roman watched the entire exchange with bated breath. He could only think that the girl had balls. When he saw Taylor collapse he immediately rushed to her side and picked her up. He set the shotgun back in the closet and carried Taylor into the den area and set her on the couch, He took a seat beside her.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, it's nothing. I'm fine."

"You just pulled a shotgun out on your father and collapsed after he left. You aren't fine. Stop being stubborn and speak to me. Cry if you need to, just talk to me."

Taylor looked up at Roman and saw the sincerity in his eyes and figured it wouldn't be the worst thing to tell him.

"My dad got my mom pregnant when she was 19, and he was a good guy, he really was. He had his whole life planned out, and having kids with a good woman was at the top of his list. He supported us for the first few months of my life, but he got fired from his job and it spiraled down from there. He became a terrible drunk and he started doing drugs, so my mom had to get two jobs to keep us alive and her two became one quickly after and she became quite successful and my father was jealous." Tears began to streak down Taylor's face. It made Roman's heart clench painfully. "So he took it out on me and beat me when mom wasn't here. When she found out she kicked him out on his ass and we'd rarely hear from him, if ever. He'd come by begging for money, saying he'd change, and he'd beg my mom to take him back. And she would, but the cycle only repeated itself every time until he just left. That was the first time I'd seen him in six years." She finished with a choked sob. Roman gathered her into his arms and stroked her back. He was beyond pissed at her parents for being shitty parents. The young girl basically raised herself and did her damndest to be perfect and on the outside she was but on the inside she was a mess. "I just wanted him to be there, ya know? To be my dad." Taylor shifted in Roman's arms and looked up at him. Roman looked down into the big, teary, brown eyes and swallowed hard. She looked so damn… vulnerable. Roman realized just how bad he wanted the girl then. Roman tightened his arms around Taylor and smashed his lips against those of a surprised Taylor who moaned into the kiss when Roman introduced his tongue. The big Samoan dominated Taylor's mouth and thrusted his tongue in and out of her sweet cavern. Taylor shook and moaned helplessly as Roman kissed her. She moved her tongue weakly against his dominating one and let him take her mouth in a breath taking kiss. After a few minutes, Roman unlatched his mouth from hers and looked down at her flushed face and glazed over eyes.

"I can be your Daddy, baby."

A/N: We're progressing here people. I'm gonna get you there, because I know what you're waiting on. I've added a little drama here, don't know how the background story will go over. Thanks for the read. You guys are awesome and this feedback really is fantastic! Review please! I appreciate it so very much!