Chapter 7:

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not know any of the workers of the WWE personally nor am I affiliated with them in any way. This story is a work of fiction and I make no profit whatsoever from it.

The rest of the evening flew by for Seth. He thoroughly enjoyed his burger and his giant plate of fries that accompanied it but what he enjoyed more was the company of being with just Dean for the night again. His brown eyes rarely strayed away from Dean's blues, his gaze unable to be torn away from the handsome man in front of him. Although that could have been to do with the fact that Dean had been non stop flirting with him all night.

The pair called it a night at the restaurant right before the local band started playing, much to the displeasure of Dean's friend Chris. Seth would have felt worse if not for the strong arm around his waist, pulling him out towards Dean's black car. He could feel his heart racing in his chest, goosebumps prickling up on his skin from the older man's touch. He couldn't deny that it was something that he would like to get used to.

The pair only parted from each other when Dean stepped away to unlock the car and slide into the driver's seat. He watched Seth move into the passenger seat, a smile growing on his lips as the brunette pulled on his seat belt. He started up the car, one eye on the road, one on the attractive man in the passenger seat. "Did you have a good time tonight?"

"I did." Seth answered with a large smile. "It would have been good to see the band play though."

Dean smirked. "Well maybe I'll bring you back again one day to see them play."

Seth let out a laugh. "You weren't wrong about the food, it was so good."

"I'm not wrong about much at all." Dean grinned back. His right hand reached across the transmission to grab Seth's thigh, squeezing gently. "I bet there is probably something else that you're waiting to see if I'm telling the truth about."

"Well I already know you're a good kisser and you're a pretty smooth talker too." Seth grinned at his date. "What more is there to know?"

Dean relished in the fact that he pulled up to a red light. He turned his attention to the brunette, blue eyes raking over every inch of Seth while his hand slid down Seth's thigh, stopping only when it reached the front of Seth's jeans. He deliberately squeezed the younger man's cock through his pants, smirking as he heard the soft moan that escaped from Seth's lips. "Yeah." He tugged his bottom lip in between his teeth. He squeezed the length again, eliciting yet another soft moan.

He would have pushed his hand down Seth's pants if not for the loud honking sound behind them. He cursed loudly, pulling his hand away from the other man's crotch and slamming his foot on the accelerator, speeding away from the intersection. He still tried to keep one eye on Seth's face, the image of the younger man's eyelashes fluttering shut from the slightest of touches permanently etched in the forefront of his mind.

Dean turned the corner and pulled into Seth's driveway, sliding his car transmission into park and turning off the ignition. He turned towards his date. "It'd be rude if I didn't walk you to your front door, right?"

Seth's lips curled into a grin. "Very."

Dean undid his seat belt and exited the car, walking quickly over to the passenger side, opening up Seth's door and waiting for the younger man to exit. He closed the door and walked side by side with Seth, his arms staying by his sides but definitely touching his date's. They stopped when they reached the younger man's front door, both men turning to face each other. "I had a great time with you tonight."

Seth opened his mouth to say something but closed it in favour of doing something else. His eyes locked onto Dean's before he lunged forward, hands on either side of his date's face, his lips leaning close and latching onto Dean's. He felt the other man tense up underneath him for a moment before kissing back, a tingle racing down his spine as he felt a set of hands move to rest on his hips.

His brown eyes fluttered shut as a soft moan spilled from the base of his throat, causing his lips to separate long enough for Dean to slip his tongue inside. He felt the bolt of electricity that rocked him to his core when their tongues touched for the first time, his body inclined to press in closer to the slightly larger man's frame. He found little resistance to this, Dean's hands sliding from his hips to his backside, squeezing and pulling their bodies closer together. He let his hands move from either side of Dean's face to rest gently on the blonde's shoulders, fingers lightly squeezing at the hard, defined muscle.

Dean pushed his body closer into Seth's, not caring that the brunette's rich neighbours could probably see them, his only concern being that he and Seth needed more friction, more touching. He pulled Seth closer into him as he pushed his own hips forward, their crotches rubbing together in a way that made his desire swirl in the base of his stomach. He started to grind his hips against Seth's, enjoying the deep groan that was pulled from the younger man's throat, his lips curling into a smirk as he continued to kiss Seth, lips moving over one another while their tongues tangled together inside of Seth's mouth.

Seth was the one to pull back from the kiss first, his need to breathe outweighing his desire to keep kissing those sinful lips. His eyes fluttered open, his brown orbs locking with Dean's blues. He felt his heart skip a beat, that same bolt of chemistry that was there from the moment that they met. "Do you want to come inside?"

"I'd love to." Dean answered. "But not tonight."

Seth's smile faltered. "Why not?"

"Cause I don't know if you'd be ready for me." Dean replied. "I don't know if you'd be able to handle it."

"When can I see you again?" Seth asked, his eyes still locked on Dean's.

"How about next Thursday?" Dean grinned.

"Sounds good." Seth smirked right back at him. He leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to Dean's lips. He pulled back almost as soon as it had started. "Goodnight Dean."

"Goodnight." Dean said quietly as he watched his date retreat back into his own house before he turned and walked back towards his car. He had a slight spring in his step, a genuine smile on his face as he left Seth's place that night.

Seth couldn't breathe. Hell, he didn't want to breathe. Everything felt too damn good that he didn't care that he really, really, really needed to take a deep breath. He could feel the hand that was in his hair, the hand that was pushing his face further into the pillow beneath him. He could feel the body of the other person behind him, leaning on him but not nearly close enough to how he wanted it.

"C'mon." He pushed back against the other body, particularly the fingers that were still buried deep inside of him, pushing against his prostate with each rock inwards. "I'm ready."

He heard a light laugh from behind him and he knew he definitely whined when the fingers were pulled from inside of him. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

"Dean." Seth let out a shuddering moan. He let out a sharp groan, Dean's large hand slapping at his round ass. He pushed back desperately against the other man, wanting more than just foreplay.

He felt Dean's hand slide from the back of his head and grab at his hip, flipping him over so that he was on his back. His eyes opened, brown orbs squinting at the bright lights above his head. He didn't recognize where he was but that didn't matter when Dean was in his perfect, naked form right in front of him. He could see the older man smirking down at him, could feel the lust that was visible in the other man's eyes radiate right through him.

Seth's eyes hungrily raked over every visible inch of Dean's body, his defined torso making his mouth water in anticipation. His brown eyes looked lower and lower, his heart skipping a beat as he landed on Dean's thick, straining erection. He sat up on his elbows, one hand reaching forward to stroke Dean's cock. His gaze lifted to lock with Dean's, electricity radiating through his body as he made sure Dean felt every twist, every squeeze that his hand had to offer.

"I thought you wanted me to fuck you not that you wanted to play with my dick." Dean smirked. His eyes rolling back into his head as he reaches behind him, fumbling for a condom and the bottle of lube. "If you don't stop, this is gonna be over all too soon."

"I thought you said you weren't a two-minute man." Seth grinned. His hand moved away from Dean's cock and he leaned back, lying flat on his back. He made sure that he spread his legs wide, giving the older man a perfect view of his entrance. "When you're ready."

Dean grinned down at Seth. He threw away the lube bottle once he'd coated his now condom covered cock with the clear gel. He shuffled forward on the bed so that he was right in between Seth's spread legs. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Seth's right leg, lifting it up and pulling the younger man's body in just that little bit closer. He bent down slightly and grabbed his dick with his other hand, guiding it towards Seth's tight entrance.

Seth moaned as he felt the fat head of Dean's cock rub against his hole, the sensation causing his stomach to do back flips in anticipation. He could feel Dean starting to push slowly in when he heard a noise coming from the other side of the room. He sat up and glanced around the room, trying to find the source of the noise. "Why can I hear my alarm?"

Dean gave him a funny look. "What are you talking about? The only noise is us."

Seth's eyes opened and he looked up at the still dark ceiling. "Fuck!" He cursed loudly and reached across the bed to grab his phone and turn off his alarm. He ran a hand across his head. "It was just a fucking dream."

He pulled the covers off of his body and rolled out of bed. He was just standing up and fixing up his bed spread when he felt something wet dribbling down the inside of his thigh. He looked down and groaned, the very visible wet stain starting to seep through the front of his light grey sweatpants he'd worn to bed. He knew exactly what that meant and he was trying to hide the embarrassment even though no one was around to see him.

"Fucks sake." He cursed as he made a beeline for his ensuite bathroom, stripping himself of his soiled sweat pants and black briefs. He turned on the shower and while he waited for the water to warm up, he glanced around his secondary bathroom. His ensuite was mostly black, the walls covered in sleek black tiles while all the taps were silver, standing out in stark contrast to the overall darkness of the room. This was another one of his mother's design ideas and he was very glad that he'd listened to her in this instance.

He stepped inside of the shower once it was of his desired warmness and closed the door behind him. He dipped his head just slightly, allowing the warm jets of water to run along his back, digging into the muscles of his shoulders. He let out a contented sigh, allowing the water to wash over him. His brown eyes slid shut and he wrapped his arms around his own waist, imagining that it was another person's arms around him, their chest against his back while a pair of lips were pressing soft kisses to his neck while whispering not so innocent things in his ear.

Without him even realizing, his right hand slipped from around himself to gently rub at his cock that was laying limp between his legs. He tugged his bottom lip in between his teeth as he slowly, almost tortuously, stroked himself to full hardness. He knew he was definitely alone in the shower and that it was his hand on his cock but with his eyes closed, he pretended it was Dean's hand around his dick, stroking and squeezing with just the right pressure that he needed. It was Dean's arm that was wrapped around him, keeping their bodies pressed together. He could almost feel the way that Dean's breathing increased as the strokes on his length grew faster and faster in speed.

He pushed back against the imaginary body as his hand continued its strokes, twisting and squeezing in just the right delicious combination. He let out a soft groan, his stomach already twisting in knots in anticipation. "Dean." His voice was so quiet that it was barely heard over the sound of the water drumming down onto his body from above him. He had already had a taste of what Dean's hand on his covered length felt like on him but he could only imagine just how damn good it would feel to have the real thing. Those long fingers squeezing and working him over the edge.

His orgasm seemingly snuck up on him, before he knew it, his cock was throbbing in his hand and spurting his white cum against the black tiles, his lips letting out a repeated version of Dean's name until he was quite sure he'd come down from the high. His eyes slowly blinked open and he looked around at his surroundings, almost a little disappointed that Dean wasn't actually in the shower with him.

"You got it bad Rollins." He let out a heavy sigh before he bent down and picked up the lime scented body wash, lathering himself up in the heavenly scented soap before washing it all away and finishing up in the shower.

He stepped out of the shower cubicle, grabbing the nearby black towel and drying himself off before tying the thick cotton towel around his waist. He moved over towards the sink, grabbing his toothbrush and squeezing some toothpaste onto it. His gaze lifting when he started brushing his teeth, his brown eyes keenly looking over his reflection. He could see the giddy sparkle in the corner of his eye, could see the smile around the toothbrush in his mouth.

He knew he was probably getting too far ahead of himself with what he thought he had with Dean but right in that moment, he didn't care all that much. He already had another date with the handsome bar owner so it wasn't as if he was that delusional. He spit out the toothpaste in his mouth, rinsing the brush before he reached for the mouthwash.

He spat out the mouthwash and pulled off the black towel, hanging it back up in its spot on the rail before he exited his bathroom. He strolled back into his bedroom, walking straight over to the windows, drawing the blinds and allowing himself a morning glance at the beach below him. He lingered at the window for only a few moments, turning back around to his chest of drawers to pick out his outfit for his day at work.

He settled on a pair of beige coloured chino pants that clung tightly to his thighs and a light grey polo shirt with a small white horse and rider over his chest. He pulled on a pair of socks, grabbed his phone, wallet and keys before he made his way out of his bedroom and down the stairs to his kitchen. He made himself some coffee and settled on a bowl of corn flakes, taking his usual seat at his dining table.

Once he'd finished eating, he got up and rinsed out his cereal bowl and his coffee mug. He grabbed a bottle of water from his fridge and patted down his pockets, making sure he had everything, fishing out his car keys from the tight confines of his pockets and he made his way towards the garage where his beloved car was. He smiled as he saw the matte black sports car sitting there. His father was very good friends with one of the Audi dealer owners in Los Angeles so every few years for his birthday since he was sixteen, his parents had gifted him a brand new Audi R8.

He grinned as he clicked the button to unlock the car, a sigh escaping from his lips as he slid into the plush leather seat. He pushed the button he kept in his car for the automatic garage, starting up the expensive vehicle at the same time. He reversed out, pushing the button to close the automatic doors again before he started the drive to his place of work.

He and Wade made a decision when they first opened up to work every second Saturday together while one of their supervisor's Alicia worked both days every weekend. Saturday's weren't too bad. More often than not, they were the busier day of the week with classes running all through the day. He usually only did an eight hour day on a Saturday if he was lucky which wasn't too bad considering he was usually at home no later than six.

He pulled into his reserved spot at work, a little surprised to see Wade's car not already there waiting for him. Usually it was the British man who was there first every day of the week. He shrugged as he put the car into park and exited the vehicle, making sure it was locked before walking over towards the side entry of the gym. He greeted the two middle aged women who were his usual weekend cleaners and let them inside his establishment after he'd turned the alarm off first.

He flicked the lights on once the three of them were inside and he walked around the gym, inspecting the cleanliness of the establishment, knowing that Dana was the last one to lock up and sometimes the blonde could sometimes get a little carried away and forget her responsibilities. He was somewhat impressed, seeing that the gym was in perfect shape. He had a decided spring in his step as he made his way upstairs towards his office.

Once he'd taken his seat at his computer, he opened his bottle of water, downing a quarter of it as his computer powered up. He'd barely opened up his email account and had just started to look through the first of them when he was interrupted.

"You could have bloody waited!" Wade's voice called from the door. "I always wait for you!"

Seth looked up from his monitor and couldn't help but grin as he stood at the door, cup of coffee in one hand. "You shouldn't have slept in then."

Wade rolled his eyes and walked into the office, taking his seat opposite from Seth. He took a sip from his cup, letting out a sigh of satisfaction as he felt the warm liquid run down the back of his throat. "It looks Dana actually got everything done last night."

"Yeah." Seth agreed. "She's been a lot better since I had to pull her into the office and have a conversation with her."

"She's still annoying though. Hangs around Sheamus like a bad smell when he works out." Wade rolled his eyes.

"I'm pretty sure you're safe." Seth remarked, turning his attention away from the older man and back to his screen. "Last time I checked, Sheamus was into dudes and Dana is definitely not one of those."

"Anyway. Enough about her." Wade started, causing his boss to look over at him once more. "How did your date go last night?" He instantly saw Seth's cheeks flush. "That good huh?"

"Well it was nice to have a date turn up for once." Seth mused. "But yeah it was really good. We had a really good night."

"And?" Wade pressed. "C'mon Seth. You can't just say that. I need details! Where did he take you?"

"He took me to this burger restaurant that his friend owns that's right near the beach. It was pretty quiet but the food there was so good." Seth started. "We just had a good time and talked. I got to learn stuff about him and he got to learn things about me. I might have mentioned that it's been awhile since I'd had a boyfriend."

"Oh god." Wade groaned. "You didn't?"

"It kinda turned out not so bad." Seth replied. "I said that it was funny how being set up on rubbish dates had led me straight to him and he said he was glad that I had wandered into his bar that night." He had a fond smile on his face as he recalled the date. "We flirted a bit, ate our food and then he dropped me home."

"And?" Wade pressed as he took another sip of his coffee. "Did you have a kiss? C'mon. There's gotta be more than that."

"We pulled up at my house and he walked me to the door." Seth almost had to laugh at his friend's eagerness. "He kissed me goodnight but that turned into another make out session and after we parted, I might have asked him if he wanted to come inside." He watched the surprised look on his friend's face. "He declined though and he said good night."

"Do you think you'll get a second date with him?" Wade asked.

"I already have one." Seth answered quickly. "This Thursday we're going somewhere. I don't know where yet." He paused for a moment and look at the clock on his computer screen. "I tell you what I do know though."

"What's that?" Wade asked eagerly.

"I know that it's ten past eight and you need to go and do some work." Seth replied.

Wade rolled his eyes. "Yeah okay. I'll go do some work while you stare dreamily at your computer screen and think about your crush."

Seth couldn't even deny that that was what he was probably going to do as he watched Wade leave his office. Maybe today was going to be longer than he thought.

TBC

A/N: so Seth's got it pretty bad for Dean but at least he's got another date, right? Looking forward to seeing what you all think. Thanks for reading and reviewing! GatesVengeance