Chapter 11:
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.
Dean awoke the next morning a lot earlier than he would have liked. He rolled out of his bed and went straight to his chest of drawers, pulling out a pair of basketball shorts, t-shirt and a hoodie. He definitely didn't want to be stuck in this damn apartment with Seth all day.
He quickly changed and made his way out of the apartment, pulling on his sneakers and tucking his keys into his pocket before he exited his home. He strolled down the hallway, feeling more than a little relieved to be out of the claustrophobic apartment that had resentment and jealousy flowing through the air.
He sighed happily as he stepped out onto the footpath. It was a beautiful, warm day today in Chicago. He probably didn't need the hoodie he was wearing and he was sure that it would be pulled off not long after he started his work out.
He walked down the main street in Chicago, a smile on his face as he made his way towards his favourite coffee shop on the way to the gym. He didn't want to linger around in his apartment with the risk of having to encounter Seth once more. Their fight last night, while it could have been worse, still cut deep. He didn't really want to see Seth at all and he was glad he'd woken up as early as he did so he could get away from him.
He strolled into the coffee shop, taking a seat at one of the small tables near the window. He was glancing through the menu when one of the other customers caught his eye. His smile turned into a grin. "Roman!" He called out to the handsome Samoan who was dressed in a very well fitted light grey suit with white button up t-shirt and grey and black striped tie.
Roman turned around and smiled broadly at Dean when he heard the younger man call his name. He walked over to where Dean was sitting and took a seat on the spare chair that sat opposite the other man. "Hey Dean. You're up early."
"I had to get away from Seth." Dean answered honestly. "We got into this stupid fight cause I was flirting with Randy and Hunter and he was flirting with you and Wade."
Roman let out an amused chuckle. "You two did put on quite the show last night." He carefully watched Dean who shifted almost uncomfortably in his chair. "But like I told you last week, if you're trying to make me jealous, it's not going to work. We both know the only dick you want to ride is mine."
Dean tried to let the smile out that was building underneath his skin but he couldn't shake the feeling of his own jealousy. He took a deep breath, his blue eyes locked completely on Romans grey orbs. "Did you like anything that Seth was telling you last night?"
Romans brow furrowed. "Me? He was talking to Wade." He looked at Dean carefully. He knew he'd found the chink in Deans armour, his weakness and he didn't know how he felt about it. "Look Dean, if I wanted to sleep with Seth, I would have done that already instead of pursuing you."
Dean smiled properly at the handsome man across the table. "So does that mean that you'll stay and have something to eat with me?"
Roman let out a light laugh. "I wish I could but I have to go to work as soon as I get my coffee."
Dean pouted. "But wouldn't a day with me be more enjoyable?"
"It would." Roman tugged his bottom lip in between his teeth. "But is your ass worth a days wage?"
Dean grinned back. "You know it is."
Roman debated this for a moment, actually contemplating taking the day off of work to spend the day with the man who was cheekily grinning at him across the table. His dick was all for the idea. His face broke out into a huge grin and he pulled his phone out from his pocket. "I've just got to make a call. Go and order what you want and then we'll go back to my place."
Dean felt his heart skip a beat in his chest as Roman flashed him that winning smile before he disappeared out of the cafe for a minute. He walked straight up to the counter, avoiding the line that had been there only moments before and he placed his order. He pulled his own phone out of his pocket, smiling softly when he saw that there was a text there from Wade. He locked the phone screen again and slid it back into his pocket at the same time that Roman reentered the cafe.
He smiled brightly at Roman as the older man moved to stand next to him, a sneaky hand resting gently on the small of his back. He leaned into the touch, their grey and blue orbs sharing a moment, a secret conversation between them. He knew that he was definitely falling for the Samoan man and he knew that there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it.
Their moment was short lived when the woman behind the coffee machine called out Roman's name. Roman let his hand fall away from Dean's back to grab his coffee from the counter. The spot on Dean's back felt suddenly cold while he watched Roman grab the coffee from the woman who was trying her best to chat him up. Roman rejoined him in the line and the pair stayed in close proximity while they waited for Dean's order to be called.
Once Dean's name had been called and he collected his own coffee and blueberry muffin, the two men walked out of the busy cafe. They stepped out onto the sidewalk, the sun shining down on them as they both moved to the side where there was a spare space in between the commuters.
"I live just outside the city. Do you want to follow me?" Roman asked as he took a sip of his caramel latte.
Dean laughed. "I can follow you but I might not be there for a few hours. My car's at home."
Roman merely smiled. "Okay. We'll go in my car then." He eyed Dean's muffin cautiously. "But if you get a single crumb on the floor, you'll be cleaning it up with your tongue."
"Ooh. Now I want to spill a crumb just to get you riled up." Dean smirked while he took a sip of his own coffee.
Roman laughed. "I don't think you'd like to see this side of me."
"That depends on how hard that Roman would fuck me." Dean said quickly as he followed Roman to wherever his car was parked.
"Oh, he'd fuck you hard alright." Roman shook his head as they approached his car. He clicked the button and unlocked the doors for the car he only ever used for work. It was a white, two door Mercedes sedan with a sleek design. He opened up the driver's door and slid into his seat. He'd just placed his cup of coffee into the cup holder when he saw that Dean was pouting. His brow creased. "What's wrong?"
"This car is nicer than mine." Dean answered, sulking as he clipped his seat belt on and placed his own cup of coffee into the cup holder.
"Maybe you can ask Wade to buy you a new one since you're so thirsty for his dick." Roman said sharply as he started up the car. He glanced over at Dean who was just giving him a look. "Hey, you're the one who was ready to jump on his dick last night. Even after you told me that I was the best you'd ever had. Why do you want someone else?"
"Are you jealous?" Dean asked. There was an amused grin on his face as he opened his muffin wrapper and began eating it. "Because you have no need to be." He sat up a little higher and let his hand reach across and grab a hold of Roman's cock. "You are the best I've ever had but that doesn't mean that I can't play around either."
"Is that why you want two dicks at once? Cause you're greedy?" Roman asked.
"No. I want two dicks at once because I want it all." Dean grinned right back at him.
The pair continued a lighthearted conversation on the rest of the way to Roman's house. One of Dean's hands remained firmly placed on Roman's cock the rest of the way while the other helped him to eat the remainder of the muffin that was still in his hand. He was conscious though that no crumbs fell onto the expensive floor of the car.
They reached Roman's place in a relatively short amount of time despite the early morning peak hour traffic. The car pulled into the driveway of Roman's house, Dean's blue eyes wide as he took in the large house that was hidden behind the gates. The house had a cream coloured exterior with a light brown roof. Even though Dean could only partially see the house, he knew that it was huge. He'd never seen a house so large in Chicago or even heard of one being near the city. But this was a whole neighbourhood of large, extravagant houses. Most people he knew lived in either an apartment, a condo or lived in a townhouse.
Roman smirked as he looked over at Dean's reaction. Sure, this house was much too large for him just on his lonesome but he loved it. And why couldn't he show off his wealth? He clicked a button that opened his garage, revealing more of his wealth by showing Dean the few extravagant cars he had in there. He turned off the ignition once he'd parked and allowed the garage door to automatically close behind them.
"No way are you just in computer programming to own a house this big!" Dean gasped as he got out of the car.
"I'm smart with my money." Roman merely answered as he got out of his car, an automatic light turning on above their heads so they weren't plunged into darkness. "And I invest incredibly well."
Dean smirked as he looked over at Roman. "Maybe I should be asking you to upgrade my car."
Roman grinned right back at Dean. "I'm still not convinced that your ass is worth a new car. A day off? Yes. A new car? Hm. It's good but maybe you need to refresh my memory."
Dean closed the distance between them and grabbed a hold of Roman's grey and black tie. He wrapped his hand in between the silky material a few times and pulled the handsome Samoan man into him, their lips connecting in a fiery, passionate closed mouth kiss. He felt the same shuddering electricity rocket through his body as his eyes slid shut and his body molded into Roman's.
Roman's hands instantly went to rest on Dean's hips while his own orbs slipped closed. He pulled Dean's body into his as physically close as he could, his tongue swiping desperately at the two plump lips, trying to slip inside and taste the velvet walls inside. Dean's lips immediately parted for him, a soft gasp escaping Dean's lips as he did so. Their tongues touching for the first time causing more bolts and shocks of electricity to pass between the two men.
His hands slid to Dean's ass, squeezing at the firm mounds and causing a moan of his own to be swallowed by the younger man. He pushed his hips harder up against Dean's, desperate to make sure the other man felt how hard he was already. That juicy, fat ass always made his cock throb. He felt Dean's other hand snaking up to the back of his head and weaving through his neat ponytail, his fingers curling through his hair and tugging it hard.
He broke the kiss, a huge smile on his face as he did so. "What is it with you and pulling my damn hair?"
Dean's blue orbs fluttered open, his heart thundering in his chest at a kiss ravaged Roman Reigns. "It's fun." He tugged Roman's hair again, smirking when Roman groaned just slightly. "And it fucking turns you on."
"Only cause it's you that's doing it." Roman winked at him before he reconnected their lips.
Dean gasped into the kiss, his mouth instantly parting and ready for Roman's tongue to dominate him. His hand tightened its grip in Roman's hair, relishing in the way that Roman leaned into the hair pulling. He pushed his own body closer to Roman's, deliberately gyrating his hips against the Samoan man's, eliciting heavy groans and moans. The tension between them was incredible. There was sparks everywhere and he needed more of it. He needed to have Roman now.
He broke the kiss, his chest heaving as he tried to regain his regular breathing. "What would you say if I asked you to fuck me over your car?"
Roman let out a light chuckle. "I'd ask you why when I have a very comfortable King sized bed waiting upstairs."
"Wouldn't it fun though?" Dean pressed. His blue orbs locked with Roman's greys. "Then maybe I could dirty up your precious car. You wouldn't be able to drive it without thinking about how you fucked my tight ass over it."
Roman growled, pushing his hips into Dean's. "Is that where you really want to do it?"
"The first time today, yeah." Dean grinned back at him.
"I don't have anything down here." Roman remarked.
"That's okay baby. I'll get you ready." Dean winked. He slithered his way out of Roman's grasp and stripped his hoodie off. He knew he had Roman's full attention as he pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, carelessly discarding it into a pile in the corner of the garage. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his gym shorts, tugging them down along with his briefs. He kicked out of them before closing the gap between himself and Roman once more.
He pressed a single, chaste kiss to Roman's lips before he lowered himself down. He didn't fully drop to his knees but stayed on his feet. He licked his lips as he ran a hand over the impressive bulge that was in Roman's pants. His very skilled fingers made short work of the belt, tugging it through the loops and discarding it elsewhere before he started on the light grey dress pants that the older man was wearing. He undid the pants, and allowed them to drop to Roman's ankles before he pulled down the black briefs that Roman was wearing.
He had to suppress the moan that was threatening to spill from his lips when Roman's thick erection was revealed to him. He wrapped his hand around the base and leaned forward, inhaling the scent before he lapped at the swollen head. He let out a lascivious moan when the first drop of precum landed on his tongue. Damn did Roman taste good. He looked up at the Samoan man who had already placed a hand on the back of his head before wrapping his lips around the thick cock, his mouth sucking hard on the thick length as he swallowed all the way down.
Roman let out a deep moan, his fingers sliding through Dean's shortish hair and guiding the younger man's mouth up and down. Dean had the perfect mouth for sucking dick. His lips were just the right size and shape and he was incredibly skilled at giving blow jobs. His grey orbs stayed locked on Dean's while the younger man bobbed his mouth up and down his dick, his cheeks alternating with hollowing out and sucking in with each movement. Damn. This felt so good. He could already feel his balls throbbing and they'd only just started.
He allowed the younger man to move his mouth up and down a few more times before he pulled his mouth up and off of his fully hard cock. He glanced down, a heavy groan spilling from deep in his throat when he saw the spit trail that still connected Dean's perfect cock sucking lips to his dick. "Bend over the side of the car." He grunted out as he kicked away the expensive dress pants he'd picked out this morning.
Dean got up off the floor from his position and moved over to where the white Mercedes was parked. He leaned over the side of the car, deliberately spreading his legs and jutting his ass out to give Roman the best view. He watched as Roman pulled off his suit jacket, discarding it somewhere on the dirty floor before he yanked off his white, button up shirt and tie. Before he could even think, Roman was right there behind him, with his big cock pressing in between his cheeks.
"You don't have to prep me, I can take it." Dean turned his head to look at the Samoan man.
"Oh, I bet you can." Roman grinned back at him as he spat on two of his fingers. "But maybe I want to have a bit of a play down there."
Dean had a comeback right on the tip of his tongue but he didn't get to use it. Instead, a moan left his lips as two fat fingers pushed inside of his tight channel. He pushed back against the invading digits, willing them to move inside of him. He didn't have to wait long before both of Roman's fingers were easily pushing in and out of his tight ass, the two fingers rubbing against his velvet walls, stretching him.
Roman grinned and leaned right in against Dean's ear, his fingers never stopping. "You're so dirty wanting me to fuck you against my car." He nipped down on the younger man's ear, earning a sharp gasp. "I hope you're not as slutty as this with anyone else."
Again, Dean's comeback was taken away from him when he felt Roman's fingers pull out and the Samoan man's hard cock pushed inside of him. He let out a loud moan when he felt Roman's hips flush against his ass. Roman's cock filled him up just so perfectly that there were no words to even describe it. One of his hands reached behind to grab at Roman's hip to will the other man on, something that barely took any ushering at all.
One of Roman's hands grabbed at Dean's hip while the other pushed the younger man down so that he was flat against the bonnet of the expensive car. He quickly pulled almost all of the way out before slamming straight back in. He relished in the whiny moan that left Dean's lips as he continued the slow yet hard pace. Even though it had only been a few days, it still felt like it had been an age since he'd been inside of this heat and he wanted to enjoy as much of it as he could.
He continued his thrusts at this pace for a while, the slow pace yet forceful snap of his hips causing loud, needy moans to come from Dean's mouth until he couldn't stand it anymore. He needed to move faster inside of this tight ass before he went insane. His grip on Dean's hip tightened and his pace quickened considerably, the sound of their bodies colliding over and over again echoing in the garage along with Dean's desperate moans. He glanced down, leaning back just slightly to watch the way that his cock was sucked in by Dean's ass before being spit out seconds later. He groaned, the mere sight of those cheeks jiggling by cause of his own movements turning him on to no end.
Dean was in absolute heaven. His eyes could barely stay open as he stayed pinned to the hood of Roman's Mercedes. He'd never been fucked over the side of a car before and he was glad that Roman could take that first from him. His moans only seemed to grow in volume and intensity the harder and faster that Roman pounded away at him. His stomach was clenching already, his balls throbbing from the absolute pleasure. This felt entirely too good and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
His eyes shot open when he felt Roman's cock pull out of his, a sudden emptiness enveloping his entire body. He opened his mouth to say something, ask the question, only to be shut down a third time by Roman rolling him over so that he was on his back on the car. He felt Roman grab his thighs and pull him close to the edge where the Samoan man lined himself back up and pushed straight back inside.
Dean felt his eyes roll into the back of his head when Roman thrust in that time. His back arched awkwardly as he pushed down against the cock that had struck his prostate hard. Roman's hands stayed glued to his thighs, spreading them apart like peanut butter so that he could fuck him at just the right angle. His hands tried in vain to grab at some part of Roman's toned body, his eyes reopening to lock with the Samoan man's. He felt a shudder of electricity roll through his entire body when their eyes locked.
It felt like time had stopped. The sound of their bodies connecting hard and harder, fast and faster drowned out by this one moment. This one look. He'd never seen such an intense, passionate look in someone's eyes before and it made his stomach do back flips excitedly. He could see by the sparkle in Roman's eye that the older man fucking loved this. He could fucking feel the same passion that Dean could.
He tried to spread his legs further apart, moans and expletives spilling from his lips as he felt himself get closer. He knew he'd already been there on the edge before Roman had flipped him over to fuck him on his back. And he knew Roman had been pretty damn close as well but damn if he didn't fucking love this. He tried to warn Roman, his lips refusing to part and announce that he was cumming hard, his mouth only allowing him to say the Samoan man's name along with "fuck" several times before he came hard on his stomach without the aid of his hand.
Roman's hands grabbed tighter at Dean's thick thighs and pounded harder after seeing Dean cum from just his cock. He'd never made a partner cum without them touching themselves before. The ego boost did wonders to his orgasm. He kept moving in and out, the echoes of his hips smacking against the juicy globes going around the room. He only pulled out when he was right there on the brink, his hand wrapping around his dick to stroke and finish himself off so that his cum could join Dean's on the attractive younger man's flat stomach.
His grey orbs fluttered shut as he coated Dean's stomach with his cum, his chest heaving while he tried to regulate his breathing. After a long moment's pause, he glanced down to see Dean looking right back up at him, a dreamy gaze in his blue orbs. "Do you want to come upstairs now?"
"I don't think I can move." Dean laughed lightly. "Damn Roman. That was something else."
"Sit up." Roman murmured, watching as the younger man sat up on the edge of his car. He bent down just slightly to lift Dean into his arms.
Dean smiled as Roman carried him out of the garage and into the house. He had to stifle a few yawns while they made their way through the house, his lack of sleep the night before catching up to him as he tried to take in Roman's nicely decorated house. He let his eyes close, knowing that the house would still be there when he woke up.
Dean's blue orbs fluttered open a few hours later. The sun was streaming into his eyes and covering his body in the warmth. It took him a moment to realize where he was, the bedroom furnished in a modern way that was similar and yet different to his own. He felt a strong arm tighten around his waist and he turned to lock his gaze with the grey orbs of Roman who was watching him intensely. "It's creepy watching me while I sleep." He grinned sheepishly at the Samoan man even though his heart was racing in his chest.
Roman's hand ran down Dean's side, resting gently on his ass, his fingers caressing the muscular ass on display. "Yeah. Well it's rude to fall asleep when someone is giving you a tour of their house."
Dean shrugged. "I was tired. You wore me out." He tried to roll over but was stopped by Roman. "What-"
Roman leaned forward and pressed their lips together. He didn't care about tasting Dean's post sleep breath, he just craved the feeling of their lips connecting once more. His hand pushed Dean slightly over so that he was more on his front as he lined himself up. His cock slid inside of Dean with relative ease, the younger man still stretched from their romp before.
Dean broke the kiss to let out a loud moan. His hand reached up to grab onto the side of Roman's head, holding him there while the older man moved slowly in and out of his body. This position was new and it felt entirely too good. He pushed back against the invading cock, turning his head so that his and Roman's lips could reconnect. He forced his tongue inside of Roman's mouth this time, the thick pink muscle tasting Roman's mouth while his hand weaved its way back through the jet black, long hair.
Roman groaned into the kiss, his hips pushing in further, seeking out that spot inside of Dean that made the younger man buck up and moan loudly. He craved to hear Dean's moans of pleasure and he needed to see the various facial expressions that indicated just how good he was in bed. His hand slipped around Dean's waist as he pushed his body right up against the younger man's, his hips moving just a little bit faster, a little bit harder despite his want to take this slow, to show the younger man how passionate he could be.
He held on tightly to Dean's in shape body as they moved together, their lips still joined even though his thrusts were getting faster and harder the longer that they went on. Having sex with Dean this way, on his side, still made his balls throb hard, still gave him that same overwhelming urge of desire but it also gave him a little bit of something else. It gave him more passion, more feelings. He almost wished he hadn't thought that, knowing that the way he felt about Dean was definitely reciprocated but it wasn't necessarily something he wanted or was ready for.
Dean broke the kiss this time, moaning out loudly when he felt his prostate get struck hard. His blue eyes fluttered open and he looked into Roman's grey orbs. There was something else in the air when their eyes connected that time. Something that he'd never had before. Something that scared him. He tugged his bottom lip in between his teeth to stop him from blurting out the words, from accidentally spilling his true feelings prematurely.
Roman's arm wrapped around him felt entirely too good, it felt like the missing piece of the puzzle that he thought he'd never find. He moaned out again, this time a little softer as Roman's thrusts grew a little harder, became needier. He could already feel his second orgasm of the day fast approaching and he knew that Roman wasn't far behind. Their intense eye contact still hadn't broken the entire time that Roman had been thrusting in and out of him.
He broke their eye contact when he forced their lips back together, mouths opening and closing while tongues battled for dominance. He could feel the pit of his stomach clenching, his orgasm right there on the brink. He was so close he could taste it right now, he could feel it getting closer with each wonderfully, amazing thrust. His hand clung onto Roman's hair for dear life as he wrapped a hand around his cock and pumped himself right over the edge, moan after moan being swallowed by those addictive Samoan lips.
Roman couldn't hold on if he tried. His thrusts quickly became robotic as he moved in and out of Dean a few more times before he too fell victim to his own orgasm. Dean's mouth swallowed his cries for orgasm while his arm tightened around the younger man's toned waist, his cum coating the velvety walls that gripped him so well.
He broke the kiss when he had finally come down from such an intense moment, his grey orbs opening slowly to meet dean's blues. He wanted to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to tell Dean that he'd never quite had sex like that before with so many raw emotions overwhelming his entire being. He wanted to ask the younger man if he felt that same thing when they moved, that electricity when they kissed. He wanted to ask everything.
"We should probably go get cleaned up." Was what Roman said instead. He kicked himself as he pulled out of the younger man and dragged him along to the bathroom.
TBC
A/N: Uh oh. Feelings. Always looking forward to what you guys think! Thanks for reading and reviewing! GatesVengeance x