Roman didn't see her the rest of the day and he wasn't expecting to either. He had done his best getting her body temperature back to normal and now she just needed to rest. Dean and Seth had of course demanded to know what had gone down while they were gone and he had filled them in on everything. They shared Roman's anger towards Sami right away.

It wasn't until next day she finally surfaced again. Dean was in the kitchen with his morning coffee when he was suddenly greeted by her smiling face. He smiled back, poured coffee in another mug and handed it to her.

"Thanks," she said and sat down.
"How are you feeling today?" He asked.
"Better," she answered.
"Yeah? Big fellow managed to nurse you back to health?" He smirked.
"He told you?" She asked.
"Of course," he leaned in and kissed the top of her head. "We're all on your side, Nancy. Don't you forget that."

Roman slept in that morning after having being up for over 24 hours. When he finally surfaced, everyone was up. He didn't care about everyone else. He cared about seeing her up and looking good as always. They shared a little smile across the room. For now it would do but he knew it wouldn't be enough for long. He longed to hold her and touch her, talk to her and kiss her.

That night at the arena she never left Sami's side. Even when he talked to someone else, she stayed as close as possible, eyes on the floor, not wanting to get into trouble in any way possible. She knew she had succeeded when Baron asked on their way home if they all should go out for beers and Sami said they would tag along. They as in him and her. She wasn't gonna be at home for some weird punishment.

Moving towards a booth Roman was fast to slide in first, giving her a look that told her to follow. Normally she would be the one up against the wall but before she could even think about it, the other side was filled up by Dean, Seth and Baron. All three gave her small looks that told the story and she hid the smile on her face as she slid in next to Roman. Unfortunately Sami followed to fill the final spot next to her but in that moment it didn't matter.

"I got this," Baron said.

He quickly moved away again before any waiter could make their way towards their table. She knew what was going on. They were all secretly working to keep Sami's anger down and she had never felt more grateful in her life. Baron moved to the counter to order beers for them all.

It seemed to be Baron's only mission that evening. Keep the beers coming to their table before a waiter came by. Sami never seemed to catch on what was actually going on around him. He just had a good time with what he thought was his friends. After four beers he got up and went to the bathroom. The second he was out of sight, a hand landed on her thigh and slowly moved under her skirt to caress her inner thigh. She turned her head and was met by Roman's smiling face. He leaned in closer to talk to her quietly.

"How are you holding up?" He asked.
"I'm good. Thanks for everything you did yesterday," she answered.
"Don't mention it," he said.

He gently squeezed her inner thigh and got a little moan in return which made his smile grow even wider.

"Not so quiet now, huh?" He chuckled.
"Don't go there," she said.
"Where? Here?" He moved his hand upwards, closer to her crotch.
"Roman," she said and grabbed his wrist to stop him.
"Don't worry, beautiful, I would never put you in that position. Just letting you know that I might be creeping around in the shadows right now but I'm always close and I will get you," he said.

He squeezed her thigh gently again and then removed his hand before Sami came back out. He knew it was a dangerous game and no way was he gonna push it all the way to the edge when there was the possibility of her getting hurt. Better stop while he was ahead, before Sami came back. He didn't want the other man to catch on, at least not yet, not until everything was set and ready and there was no way Sami could ever hurt her again.

That night Sami crashed fast. He was drunk and just fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow. Those were the kind of nights she preferred. After waiting 30 minutes, listening to him snoring, she gave up on falling asleep as many nights before. Instead she made her way to the kitchen as always, reaching for a glass in the cabinet and filling it with water. The second she had emptied it, she put it down and turned around with a smile, not surprised at all to see Roman taking up the entire doorway, standing with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. She always felt it when he was there before she turned around to see him.

"Care to move?" She asked as she moved to stand in front of him.
"Say please," he said.
"Haven't we played this game many times before?" She asked.
"We have," he answered as he placed his arms around her to pull her close. "But it ends differently this time."

He took her hand and she willingly walked with him towards his room. He had never thought about how his room was connected to the livingroom while the other four rooms were on the other side of the house connected to the hallway but for the first time the thought crossed his mind and he was happy about the setup. It meant she was further away from her own room, further away from Sami.

"You're so sexy in that shirt," he said after closing the door to his room.
"I thought you preferred bimbos is practically nothing," she teased.
"I prefer you in nothing," he said and pulled the shirt over her head. "All naked and in my bed."

He captured her lips in a kiss while his fingers worked skillfully to get her out of her panties and himself out of his boxers. He moved her to the bed, gently pushing her down on her back while he sat on his knees between her legs, still kissing her. He moved his hand between them, sliding his fingers down her folds before pushing two of them inside her.

"Roman," she moaned against his lips.
"I'm gonna make you feel so good," he said as he started kissing down her jaw. "So fucking good, beautiful."

He kissed down her body while his fingers kept working inside her. Her moans were low but she wasn't silent and that was all that mattered to him. He didn't need a screamer like the banshee on the couch. He just needed to know she enjoyed what he was doing to her.

His fingers still worked on her as he lied down on his stomach, settling with his head between her legs, looking at her and smelling her for the first time. He felt like he was already ready to burst. He finally had her in his bed like he had dreamed about so many times before and he wasn't gonna pass on the opportunity. He scraped his teeth up her inner thigh, biting down softly, running his tongue over every spot he bit. Her moans continued, low and steady, already driving him crazy. He ran his tongue up her thigh and finally ran it over his prize. She arched her back and reached down to pull her fingers through his hair while he continued swirling his tongue around.

"Roman, please," she moaned.

A little smile came on his face, knowing she was close. He could feel how she tensed up, her walls squeezing his fingers while he continued moving them in and out of her. He kept working with his tongue, wanting to bring her to the point of no return, and when she finally exploded around him, he felt more happy than he ever had with any woman.

He waited till her body relaxed, smirking as she twitched when he ran his tongue over her now overly sensitive spot, before pulling his fingers out of her and kissing his way back up her stomach again.

"So," he said childishly. "Do you feel good?"
"Aha," she breathed out.
"Wanna feel even better?" He asked and caught her bottom lip between his teeth.
"What about you?" She asked lowly.
"I'm gonna burst if you wrap those pretty lips around my dick. I'll save that for another day," he chuckled and moved his lips to suck on her earlobe. "But I'm dying to be inside of you."

She spread her legs a little more and ran her nails over his back as a silent way of agreeing. As much as he would have loved to take her silent agreement, he didn't want her to be silent. Not anymore, never again.

"Talk to me, beautiful," he urged her on as he kissed her neck. "Use your words."
"I want you," she whispered.
"That's what I like to hear," he said.

He kissed her as he slowly entered her. The second he was fully inside, he knew this could never be a one time deal. He wanted her, all of her, now and forever. He could drown in her low moans, loving every little sound she made as he thrust into her. Little by little he sped up, wanting nothing more than to feel her cum again. It took a few minutes to figure out how to thrust into her just right to make her a panting mess underneath him but once he got there, he continued going at it, getting rewarded with her cumming shortly after.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up with him, sitting back on his knees while she straddled him. He caught her lips again as he moved his hands under her ass to move her up and down. She moved with him as she kissed him, riding him into his own orgasm. He moved his arms around her lower back, holding her close while they sat still, enjoying the moment as their kisses became sloppy.

"So worth the wait," he said lowly followed by a little chuckle.
"Better than expected," she agreed.

He lowered her back down on the bed before finally pulling out of her and lying down next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, enjoying what little time they had left. He didn't want to let her go but he knew he had to.

"I gotta go," she said sadly after a little while.

He tightened his grip on her like a child refusing to give up their favourite toy to someone else.

"Stay," he begged.
"I wish I could," she said.

He sighed and kissed her before finally letting go off her reluctantly.

"Alright, I'll accept it for now," he said.
"That's all I ask," she said and sat up.
"But it won't be like this forever," he sat up too and kissed her neck. "I got you now and I'm not letting you go without a fight."
"You don't need to fight for me," she said.
"Oh, but I do. I'm gonna fight till I win and I haven't won until you're in this bed for good," he said.