Chapter 7

Dean stared in the darkness at the ceiling in his room. It was after midnight and he couldn't sleep. His mind kept on replay the evening with Roman over and over again. Mainly the part when Roman confessed that he wanted to kiss him. His cock twitched every time he thought about it and it was quite hard as it laid heavy against his left thigh. That last kiss on his cheek with the flick of Roman's tongue had done him in. Now all he could picture was what would it be like to actually kiss him.

It wasn't that Dean cared much for public opinion. Actually he had very little regard for the notion. His problem was how he would view himself. Would kissing Roman be feminine? Would it change him? He had no idea really what the answers were to those questions. But he did know that his defences were becoming weaker the more he thought about Roman kissing him.

This is it. Dean thought to himself as he walked into his second period class. AP History. He took a seat in the backrow and tried to look as nonchalant as possible to mask the butterflies in his tummy as he eagerly awaited Roman's arrival. He couldn't remember the last time he got so excited over anyone. Maybe his first girlfriend back in fifth grade but no one as much since then. Even the first girl he had sex with didn't excite him as much.

Dean pulled out his books with five minutes to go before class started. He glared at anyone who tried to take the seat to the right of him that was next to the wall. That seat was reserved for Roman.

The man of the hour made it to class with just a minute to spare. He immediately spotted Dean and a smile broke out on his face as he made his way to the empty desk.

" Hi." He slid into the seat that Dean had saved. He didn't make any motion to take his books out of his bag but instead stared at Dean until the auburn haired boy felt himself blushing and turned his head at Roman for being so obvious in public. But he would be lying if he didn't admit that part of him wasn't a bit smug that he had the quarterback's attention.

He didn't get to say anything back as their teacher Mr. Smith walked in and started roll call before beginning the lesson.

They had to do a project that would be worth half of their final grade this semester. The catch was that they had to do it in pairs. Of course Dean and Roman decided to work together and Dean caught the almost raised eyebrow from Mr. Smith when he was taking down the names of who were working together. Yes the popular guy wanted to work with the school's hermit. Dean supposed that stranger things have happened.

After history Dean and Roman went to their separate classes and after that was lunch. Dean sat underneath the tree at his usual spot by the tennis courts. He pulled out his brown paper bag wondering what his mom had packed him today. He pulled out a turkey salad on rye. It wasn't bad. It wasn't his favourite but it would do. He turned on his tablet and resumed the episode of the anime that he had been watching. As he bit into his sandwich he couldn't help but to think about Roman and wonder if he was going to join him again today.

He had just wiped his hands on his jeans when a backpack hit the dirt next to him and then Roman came after it. He sat cross legged with a McDonald's bag in his hand.

" Really?" Dean gestured at the bag.

" I didnt want what the cafeteria was serving so I decided to duck out and grab something else." He looked over at Dean's lap in interest. " What are you watching?"

Dean held up the screen to show him and Roman scooted closer until their knees bumped together. His solitude had been interrupted for another day but somehow he didn't mind.


Seth poked at the salad on his plate with a fork. It was twenty minutes into lunch and no sign of Roman. He had a sinking feeling of where he was right now. All Dean had to do was smile at him and instantly he ditches his friends and Seth to sit on the filthy ground next to that unkempt looking rat Ambrose.

" Is something wrong with the salad?" Randy was sitting next to him as usual at the table. He sounded concerned but Seth had no patience to deal with him right now.

" It's fine." He muttered as he dropped the plastic fork on the plate and pulled out his cellphone.

" I could go get you something else." Randy offered.

" I said it's fine." Seth nearly snapped as he placed his phone up to his ear. He missed the looks exchanged at the table and the humilated expression on Randy's face.

" Where are you?" Were the first words out of Seth's mouth as soon as the person picked up.

" So that's your new spot now?" Seth's face scrunched up in disgust. " No I'm not overreacting."

Seth groaned out loud garnering the attention of everyone at the table. " Goodbye."

He pushed his tray back forcibly on the table and shoved his phone into his tight jeans' pocket as he got up from the table.

" Seth! Where are you going?" Randy got up as well.

" Away from here." Came the reply as Seth made his way out of the cafeteria leaving Randy feeling alone and lost.


Roman was on his way over to his house and Dean couldn't help but to feel a bit happy and anxious about that prospect. They had to decide on the topic of their project to present to Mr. Smith tomorrow. When he had called his mom to tell her about Roman coming over, he couldn't miss the glee in her voice. At least his mother didn't mind the prospect of him dating another boy. That was a relief and a half he thought if him and Roman ever got that far. She told him that he could order a pizza for both of them for dinner since she had to work late. She was the floor manager of a small department store downtown. His father had bailed when he found out that his mom was pregnant with him but Dean didn't really miss him as he never knew him. His mom was the best in his eyes and his father was a just a loser who didn't know what he had.

Dean straightened up his bedsheets and tucked the corners under neatly. He couldn't believe that he had actually cleaned his room in anticipation of Roman's arrival. If his mom had seen him she would've probably teased him about it.

The doorbell sounded and Dean glanced at the time on his phone. Six o'clock. Roman was right on time. He smoothed out his grey tank top as he went downstairs. He wore a red pair of basketball shorts along with his tank. He was at home. No need to get all dressed up.

Roman appeared to be on the same wavelength Dean thought when he opened the door. He was wearing blue basketball shorts and a t-shirt instead of a tank top.

" Come on in." Dean ushered him into the living room.

Roman glanced quickly around the room and then turned to Dean with a mischievous grin. " Is your mom home?"

He shooked his head. " No."

He eyed Roman warily has he stepped towards him. " What are you up to?"

" Nothing." He tried to look innocent but was failing miserably.

Dean's back hit the bannister as he tried to step back from Roman. " I don't believe you."

Roman placed his arms around Dean's waist and pulled him in. " Just wanna hold you. That's all."

Dean had initially stiffened but at hearing Roman's words he started to relax and embraced him as well. It was nice and Roman smelled good as well. Some sort of woodsy cologne or aftershave. What ever it was, was undeniably masculine and for once it didn't make him uncomfortable in any way.

Half an hour later they were both sitting on Dean's bed with PS4 controllers in their hands. They had already decided on the topic for their history project so now they were having some fun. They made it to next stage of the game when Dean pressed the pause button on his controller. " Are you hungry? My mom said that we could order a pizza."

Roman placed his controller next to him on the bed and looked at Dean wistfully. " Pizza isn't exactly what I had in mind."

" Oh?" Dean was genuinely stumped. Who didn't want pizza? " What do you want instead?"

Roman slid closer to him so that he wrap an arm Dean's waist. " You." A soft, warm kiss was placed on Dean's cheek and the receiver closed his eyes as Roman's lips made their way down his jawline and on to his neck softly plucking at the sensitive skin there.

Dean felt himself being softly pushed backwards until he was on his back and Roman was lying partially on top of him. This was new. They had never been in this position before. Never had the luxury of a bed to use. Now Dean had the pleasure of feeling Roman's body resting against the entire length of his own. Then to add in the incredible sensation of Roman kissing his neck, he was embarrasingly hard already. A part of him wanted to stop but a larger part of him wanted more. Roman's body heat was pleasant. Now he was shifting a bit and was between Dean's legs. His tongue traced over Dean's collarbone causing him to hiss and buck his hips up so that they collided against Roman's. Dean opened his eyes when he felt Roman's hips gently pushing back against him. That shouldn't have felt so good. He could have sworn that he felt Roman's hardness pressing back against him. He should be freaking out but he thrusted his hips back up again without even consciously thinking about it. Roman responded and thrusted against him.

A moan slipped out as Roman kissed all the way up his throat to his chin. He felt the kisses stop and he opened his eyes to see what was the problem. Roman was watching him. His eyes drowsy with desire and fixed on Dean's lips. He could see the internal battle that Roman was having. He wanted desperately to kiss him but he didn't want to overstep his boundaries.

Dean moved his hands up to cup Roman's face. He had nice looking lips. Full and slightly pouty. Dark pink and welcoming. He brought Roman's face down to his own parting his lips slightly. Dean closed his eyes and lightly brushed his lips against Roman's. An electric tingle went down his spine and he moved his hips against Roman's. He brushed his lips against the quarterback's again. His way of telling him that he wanted this.

He seemed to have gotten the hint and his lips closed over Dean's. His lips were warm and they seemed to be savouring the pleasure of being against Dean's before he started to move them. He sucked Dean's bottom lip into his mouth and Dean clutched Roman's shoulders. His blunt fingernails digging into the t-shirt. The wetness and heat from Roman's mouth was an enticing combination. He wanted more. He needed more. So he kissed Roman back. Taking the man's top lip into his mouth this time. He felt Roman's arms pulling him up and embracing him tightly. They fell into a rhythm of exchanging kisses. When Roman's tongue slipped into his mouth, Dean moaned around it, pushing his crotch hard against Roman's.

He had to be a fool to wait so long for this. Kissing Roman was probably the best experience he ever had in his life. It was addictive the way how their tongues curled and stroked the other. How they sucked on each other's lips as if they had been deprived all along. There wasn't anything girly or unmasculine about it at all.

Dean found himself resting his head on Roman's shoulder with his arms now in a relaxed hold around Roman's neck. Roman's head was resting against his own while his finger combed through Dean's unruly hair.

" Wow." It was the only thing he could find relevant to say after experiencing a kiss like that. " I didn't expect that kissing a guy would feel like that."

" Me either." Roman agreed.

Dean pulled back so that he could look at him. " You've never kissed a guy before?"

" No." Roman smiled. " You thought that I did?"

" Well kinda. I mean well you and Seth …." Dean trailed off. He didn't really know where he was going with this.

" I've never kissed Seth." Roman answered truthfully.

" How come?" The words were out of Dean's mouth before he could stop them.

Roman shifted a bit in a way that seemed as if he was uncomfortable with the question but Dean wasn't certain. " It's just how it is. We aren't like that." He leaned in and softly kissed Dean on the lips. " Besides, I'd much rather kiss you."


" Seth you can't avoid me forever."

Somehow Randy was in his room again and this irritated Seth. He didn't want to see anyone right now. He needed time and space to think. But Randy was just so needy.

" I'm not avoiding you." Seth crossed his arms and stared out through the balcony door in his bedroom.

" Well something's not right." He came up behind him and Seth could see his reflection in the glass door. " One minute you're fine and the next you're snapping at me in the cafeteria."

Seth rolled his eyes. Who knew that Orton was such a drama queen. " I didn't snap at you."

" Yes you did."

Seth sighed. " Well maybe I did. If you had left me alone like I had asked then none of this so called snapping would have happened."

" So you're gonna blame me for this?"

Seth slowly turned around to face him. Military shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a sharp jaw. Randy was the perfect fuck buddy. He was handsome, had a stellar body and was great in bed. Then he had to go and fuck it up by catching feelings for Seth.

Randy placed his hands on his hips. " It's Reigns isn't it?"

Seth perked up. " What do you mean?"

" Something happened between you and Roman so that's why you're acting like this."

" Roman and I are fine." Seth huffed. " You're paranoid."

" Oh I'm paranoid?" Randy said mockingly. " You're the one who got upset today because he didn't eat lunch with us."

" I never said I was talking to Roman on the phone." Seth stammered out.

Randy raised an eyebrow at him. " Seth how stupid do you think I am? It didn't take a genius to figure out who you were talking to." Randy took a couple steps back. " He seems to be the only person that you care about nowadays."

" That's not true." Seth knew as soon as he said it that it didn't sound convincing.

" You know what?" Randy held up his hands as if he was surrendering. " Imma give you what you want." Seth looked suspicious. " Space." Randy looked at his watch. " Today's Tuesday. You've got until Friday at midnight to decide if you still want this or not."

" Want what?" Seth heart was hammering fast in his chest. He knew where Randy was going with this but he needed to hear it.

" If you still want to be with me or not." He stated somberly. He could tell that Randy didn't want to do this but Seth was pushing him so hard that he had no other choice.

" Fine." Seth turned his back towards Randy and resumed looking out the balcony door. There was silence for a brief moment until he heard the sound of footsteps and the finality of his bedroom door closing.


A/N: The first kiss and do you think it's fair that Randy gave Seth an ultimatum?