Chapter 10

Dean tapped his fingers against his collarbone nervously while he kept his eyes on the ground. How the hell was he going to explain that kiss between him and Seth? Did he honestly think that he would've been able to keep his dalliances with Seth a secret forever?

" What the hell was that?"

" What the hell was what?" Dean looked at Roman wide eyed and innocent.

However, from the expression on Roman's face it was clear that he wasn't buying it. " You know exactly what I mean." Roman placed his hands on his hips. " You two planning on fucking later?"

Dean shrugged. " Yeah something like that."

Roman stared at him increduously. " Are you fucking with me right now Dean?"

" Nope."

Roman shook his head. " I don't understand. I thought that we had something."

Dean raised his eyebrow. " You're one to talk. You told Seth that you wanted to fuck him."

" But I didn't!"

" And that makes everything okay?" Dean sneered. " I told you last night that Seth had feelings for you and you acted as if you didn't know and then you turn around and hurt him."

Roman took a step closer to Dean who squared his shoulders and stood his ground. " So which one are you mad at me for? For wanting to sleep with Seth or for hurting his feelings?"

Dean clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. " Both."

" What?" Roman was now looking at him as if he was crazy. " That doesn't even make any sense."

" Yes it does." Dean countered. " You made it seem as if you only wanted me but as soon as my back is turned you're trying to get into Seth's pants. And then when he tries to give himself to you, you just drop him like he's nothing."

" I turned him down because I was leading him on." Roman sighed exasperatedly. " Yes I can admit that I do like him but I like you more." The last part was spoken like an admittance of defeat. His brown eyes was now looking at Dean in a way that they shouldn't because it was making him feel a way that made him cool his anger. " I like you Dean." Roman came in even closer so that their chests were almost touching. " And I fucked up. I'm sorry."

Dean rolled his eyes. " You fucked up royally. And -" Dean lost his train of thought when Roman took his hand in his and raised it up to his lips and kissed the back of it. " Don't do shit like that." Dean growled through his teeth. " I'm still mad at you." But he didn't pull his hand out of Roman's grasp.

Roman chuckled softly and tugged the hand that he was holding softly so that Dean was pressed up against him. Roman's free hand grasped the back of Dean's head.

" Nuh uh. You don't get off the hook that ..." The rest of Dean's words were lost in a mumble as Roman kissed him and took his sweet time while doing so. Dean sighed into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Roman's neck and the other man held him comfortably around the waist. Their tongues were curling gently around each other in a way that Dean found incredibly hot but completely unfair at the same time. How dare Roman kiss him like this when he was in the middle of being mad at him. The adrenaline from his anger mixing with the passion from the kiss was turning him on beyond belief. He would definitely like to have angry make up sex with Roman. Shit. He needed to focus. He still had to hash somethings out with him but maybe a bit later.

Eventually they pulled away from the kiss. Dean was pleased to see how nicely kiss swollen Roman's lips were. Dean shook his head. " I can't stand you."

Roman chuckled in response. " I'm sure it pains you to be in my presence right now."

" To the depths of my soul."

A soft laugh from Roman and then silence. Next an errant finger stroking the side of his face. Dean closed his eyes momentarily. Roman just gently touching him like that felt good. Like a feather against his skin.

" So what's going on between you and Seth?"

Dean opened his eyes. He should've known that it wouldn't have been that easy. " We uh ..." he trailed off and sheepishly looked down at the floor.

" Y'all gonna fuck?" Roman finished for him.

" We plan to." Dean replied looking up but not directly at Roman.

He could feel Roman's eyes on him searching for something. " This isn't the first time for the two of y'all is it?"

Dean shoved his hands into the pants pocket. " No."

Roman took a short step back away from him. " How long as this been going on?"

Dean could feel the tide shifting. " That isn't important."

" Dean." He could hear the low warning in Roman's voice that he was beginning to get pissed off.

Dean sighed in defeat. " Since FCW."

" What?" Roman barely contained himself from shouting. Eyes wide in shock as he barely processed what Dean had told him. " You guys have been fucking from back then?"

" Yeah." Dean watched as Roman paced up and down the living room floor.

" I knew that something was going on between the two of you. Why did you guys lie to me?" Roman crossed his arms and fixed Dean with an accusatory gaze. " I asked both of you if something was going on and both of y'all denied it."

" It's just sex Roman." Dean tried to play it off as if it wasn't a big deal even though he knew that it was more than that. At least on his end.

Roman didn't look as if he believed him. " It's not just sex. You have feelings for him. I know you do even though you try to deny it." Roman pushed some strands of hair off his face. " So let me ask you this. What do you want from me?"

Dean swallowed hard. He didn't know how to answer that question. " I... uh..." Well this was new. He was never one to be lost for words.

Roman could obviously tell that he was flustered. " I don't know." That was the truth. He didn't know.

" You don't know what you want from me yet you're sleeping with me knowing that your best friend has feelings for me?" Roman worried his bottom lip with the edge of his teeth. " That's pretty messed up. Unless you've already told him about us?"

Dean shook his head. " No I haven't." He felt the shame rising in him. " He would hate me if I do."

" And that would be the worst thing in the world for you, wouldn't it?" When Dean avoided his gaze and didn't reply, Roman got his answer. " Look Dean, I don't want to come between you and Seth. I know that his friendship means a lot to you. So um..." Roman took a couple steps back. " This is me backing off." He held up his hands as if he was surrendering. " I won't pressure you anymore."

No, this was not what Dean wanted. How could Roman back off after the great sex they had last night? He needed more of that in his life now that he had tasted it. " I don't want that Ro."

" Dean, honestly. I don't think you know what the hell you want." Roman gave a short laugh and shook his head. He started walking towards the patio. " When you've made up your mind, let me know."

When Dean walked into the bedroom, Seth was sitting crosslegged on the bed playing a game on his tablet. " What did he say?" He didn't look up from the game as Dean sat next to him.

" That he likes you." Instantly Seth perked up and paused the game. That hopeful look on his face made Dean feel even worse. " But he's sorry for leading you on and that he didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

Seth pouted. Then frowned. " But if he likes me then why did he turn me down? Is there someone else in his life?"

Here it was. The day that he had to look Seth in the eye and lie to him. " Not that I know of."

Seth looked utterly perplexed. " So why did he turn me down?"

Dean took the tablet gently out of Seth's hand and placed it on the side table. He toed off his shoes as he placed his hands on either side of Seth's waist. " Don't know." Dean pressed a kiss into the side of Seth's neck. He started peppering kisses up and down the thick column. " I would never turn you down."

Seth had eased down on to his back and Dean was between his legs hovering above him. " I know." He grabbed the sides of Dean's head and brought him down for a kiss. " You like me too much."

Seth had been asleep now for the past half an hour after taking one of his pills. He didn't seem as upset as he had been earlier that morning but Seth was never one for having people seeing him at his worst, not even him. Dean brushed a kiss over his forehead as Seth clung to him while he slept.

Seth was right. He did like him too much. He didn't know when or how it started but Seth did mean something to him but he didn't really think that it was reciprocated on Seth's end. Well sure, Seth seemed to like him more than he did other people. He confided a lot in him. When they were having sex, he never held back and was completely raw with emotion. When he was thrusting into him an hour ago and he watched as Seth's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and listened to his gasps and cries, he felt as if he was being pulled in even more.

Which was why he was so confused about the other desire that he was having right now to go to Roman. It now felt as if having Seth wasn't enough. His mind kept on replaying over and over the kiss that they had shared in the living room. It had felt so good. He needed to experience that again.

Slowly, he eased Seth off of him and on to the bed so as not to wake him up. As quietly as possible he slipped on a grey sweatpants and left the bedroom.

Surprisingly he found Roman still on the patio sitting in a chair with one leg up on the wooden railing. Roman observed him warily as he came in front of him blocking his view. Roman had asked him what he wanted from him. Dean couldn't put it into words but he could show him.

He took both of Roman's hands in his and pulled gently on them. Roman got the hint and stood up. Dean stepped back until his back butted the railing. He placed Roman's hands around his waist while his arms embraced his shoulder. He closed his eyes and went for it. He kissed him softly at first but Roman didn't respond to it so he pressed his lips harder and increased the ante until Roman was kissing him back. These kisses were hot, fast paced, even a little bit sloppy. But Dean couldn't stop. He couldn't help himself. He wanted it all. His tongue licking around Roman's mouth trying to find every crevice. Hands were roaming up and down his bare back until they settled on his ass and he felt Roman lifting him up to sit on the railing. His hands were in Roman's hair as well making a complete mess of it. He wanted Seth but he desired Roman as well and damn it all he was going to have both of them until he couldn't any longer. Roman was in between his legs and pressed up against body. Dean could feel the man's hardness against his inner thigh. Good. He wanted this as badly as he did.

There were gasping of breaths and the sound of wet lips smacking against each other. Dean didn't think that they would ever going to stop, not that he wanted to. His hand was now making it's way down Roman's torso, making a beeline to his crotch. Maybe he could convince Roman to fuck him right here on the railing. He didn't care who was walking by. His fingers slipped underneath the waistband of Roman's shorts. He could feel the heat eminating from his goal.

" Dean! What the fuck are you doing?"

A/N: Oh boy! Sethie caught them red handed. Day 4 morning continues.