Wringing some of the water from my hair, I stared blankly at the wall. Despite the headache I had I was feeling better than I had in a while. Waking up between two men who put off heat like no other and held me like I was precious was a feeling I had only experienced once, with Ro and Dean. Getting out of bed to get ready for work was really damn hard but I knew I couldn't afford to lose my job. After showering I dressed in a black scoop neck three quarter sleeve shirt and my newer pair of flare jeans and red flats. Grabbing my purse, I headed into the kitchen but froze as I saw Seth and Roman, heads together, whispering about something.

"Er, should I ask?" I joked, finally entering the kitchen warily.

"Hey baby girl," Roman rumbled, lifting from his seat.

I lifted my eyebrows as he followed me to the fridge.

"Yes Rome?" I asked cautiously.

Heat crossed my cheeks lightly as he grabbed both of my hands, bringing them to his lips and kissing them tenderly.

"You remember everything about last night right?" he asked.

Ah, He was curious about that, almost seemed nervous. But why?

"Of course I do, why?" I replied.

"You were serious about it all?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you two that?" I questioned, throwing Seth a pointed look.

His cheeks flushed but he rose and Roman slid to the side just a bit. My heart raced and I couldn't stop myself from biting my lip as Seth came up close, his hand cupping my cheek. Shit, be cool Sam. This is still the same Seth you've known for ten years... except he's now admitted he feels something for you too. Oh god, gotta calm my breathing.

"Look, I can see why you question what I said, seeing as I was pretty drunk, but I was dead serious Sam," he said softly.

Brown soulful eyes met my gaze as my own hazel eyes flickered up.

"A-Are you sure? What-What about Leighla?" I stammered.

His eyes narrowed as he breathed in slowly before brushing his lips across mine. Fuck that was an incredible feeling.

"I ended that last night."

Wait, what?

"You mean more to me Sam," he murmured.

Did he really just say that?

"Oh fuck," I whispered in relief and excitement.
Without warning, I launched myself forward and kissed him with as much emotion as I could muster. I wanted transfer to him just how incredible that statement made me feel.

"Okay Sam, let the man breathe," Roman teased.

Strong arms wrapped my waist and pulled me away as I regretfully broke apart from Seth.

"Sorry."

"So how does this thing work? I mean, it's not exactly a situation I've ever encountered," Seth said, rubbing the back of his neck, obviously nervous.

Nibbling on my lip, I admitted softly, "I did a little research, just to ensure myself I wasn't nuts, and I think it could help if we looked at it maybe?"

"What time do you get off?" Roman asked.

"Seven," I said, turning to wrap around him and hug him tightly, "Pick me up?"

"Sure thing baby girl."

The kiss he placed on me had my fingers curling into the back of his shirt and pulling him closer.

"Will the jealousy ever subside?" Seth asked awkwardly with a cough.

Roman chuckled as he pulled back and I nipped his jaw line before turning and smiling at Seth.

"A little jealousy is good in some cases, as long as we can work it out. But you don't have to be jealous," I said, "I know this is all new, it is for me too, but it would mean the world to me if we could make this all work."

Warm fingers ran over my hands and pulled me close enough for his minty breath to fan across my face. It took all of my strength not to pull him into another kiss. Now that I could, I needed it almost like oxygen. I settled for giving him a cheeky smile.

"Feel like giving me a ride to work?"

"Yeah, of course," he said, "Let me go get my shoes on."

As he took off, I eyed his body hungrily. It wasn't taboo now. I could ogle that beautiful ass all I wanted. Suddenly I was jerked back and a whimper left my lips as I felt Roman's giant cock pressed into my ass.

"After work, you're riding me," he muttered.

Moaning softly, I shuddered and pressed into his embrace and turned to capture his lips.

"Look forward to it baby," I murmured.

The tapping of my pen on the desk was loud in the quiet room because we were dead slow. Only two new signers and a few stragglers coming to pay their loan dues and that was it. I groaned and dropped my head on my hands when another person walked straight by without a single glance in the window.

"I feel you hun," Clarissa sighed.

Grumbling a reply that even I couldn't unscramble, I allowed my eyes to close as I thought about the ride here.

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The music was softly playing a rock song as I stared out through the window. I kept battling my inner thoughts. Should I hold his hand, kiss him? Would he really be okay with it?

"Sam, your thoughts are screaming at me some foreign language I can't decipher, but I know they're there bugging you," Seth said with a small chuckle.

Blushing, I grinned as I realized I was caught and said, "I was just debating on what I can and can't do and where exactly we stand."

"Well I mean, I wouldn't be opposed to a kiss," he replied smoothly, tossing a wink before returning his gaze to the road.

Empowered by his words, I lifted and leaned in, pressing my lips to his cheek. Quickly, almost too much so if we weren't driving, he turned and kissed me softly. Doing a happy snoopy dance in my mind, I snuggled into his arm and took a second to really truly take in the reality that this was happening. I felt like a stupid high school kid again, with my first crush ever.

"You're thinking again," he said, "I can see the smoke."

"Dick face!" I snapped, putting on an affronted face, "If that's your attempt at getting in my pants, you're missing the mark sorely."

When he grinned ear-to-ear, I couldn't stop my responding smile. He was just too beautiful. Sadly at that moment we arrived at the curb by my job.

"If you must know, I was fan girling over how crazy this is and how happy I am. Now, have a good day Mr. Rollins!"

With a playful raspberry, I hopped from the car and smiled as his eyes followed me inside, clearly obvious he was doing so by his reflection. As I pulled the door open I heard him whistle. I cocked my head as I looked at him, confused by the shit eating grin on his face.

"Love you Sam," he called.

Heat covering my cheeks, I replied, "Love you too asshole."

"What. The. Fuck?! I thought he was taken?!" Clarissa yelled once the door shut behind me.

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"Why don't you get out of here early?" Clarissa offered suddenly.

Furrowing my brows I looked at the time on my computer.

"You sure? I only have an hour left."

"We're not going to get jam packed in an hour Samantha, take the offer," she said with a small smile, "Go home to the cutie of yours."

Chuckling, I said, "Thank you."

"Meh, no big, girl. A man like that needs to be celebrated."

How right she was. I clocked out and gathered up my stuff before calling Roman and pinning the phone between my ear and shoulder.

"What's up baby girl?" his deep voice boomed over the phone.

"Come get me please? Boss let me off early," I said with a chuckle as I adjusted my bags, "Told me, and I might misquote, to go celebrate my man, meaning Seth."

"Well I get you first," Roman retorted.

Smirking, I leaned against the wall and said, "Of course Ro."

"Just got in the car, be there in a few."

"Okay, see you soon."

True to his word, he was there in about three minutes. When I slid in, I was pulled into a gentle kiss. Our lips met softly a few times before he let go of me and I eyed him hungrily.

"That was a wonderful hello," I murmured.

"There more to it when we get to your place," he assured me with a wink.

My heart beat erratically as I thought in depth about it and I couldn't contain myself.

"Whoa Sam," he said laughingly.

Pouting I asked coyly, "What?"

My hand tightened slightly on his thick cock as I rubbed the outline as best as I could through pants. His breath came out lowly as he adjusted.

"Not fair baby," he bit out when I pulled back.

"Turn about is fair play Ro," I replied.

He snorted and said, "I only kissed you."

I rolled my eyes and jerked his hand into my lap, catching his attention rapidly.

"You make me wet as fuck just kissing me," I muttered, leaning back and helping him slip his hand into my pants.

A whine escaped as me his fingers eagerly found my clit. Gasping, I clutched his arm and lifted my hips to his touch. I almost glared at him when he withdrew his hand but stopped short when he made a show of licking his fingers. Shudders tore up my spine as he moaned.

"You're so delicious baby," he murmured, smirking.

"Fucking tease," I snapped, playfully glaring, planning revenge once home.

"Fuck Ro, don't stop! P-Please!" I cried.

Arching back into his thrusts, I felt him drive deeper, almost painfully. We both hissed at the sensation as I clenched in reaction.

"You close baby?"

I nodded with a whimper. A hand wound into my hair and yanked me up only on my knees until I was leaned against his chest, held to him by an arm around my waist. Sensations of a new kind went rampant through my body as I clawed at him.

"Oh my god, oh my god- u-ugh!"

"That's it baby girl, you feel so good," he purred into my ear as his fingers came to my clit.

"Mmmm, Roman!"

"Oooh yeah, you like this dick Sam?"

A blush flushed cross my face at his talk but it drove me wild to hear it.

"Y-Yes, love your big cock Ro!" I cried.

He groaned and his arm tightened painfully across my belly, holding me into place as his thrusts grew in pace and roughness until I felt like I was getting tumbled around in an orgasmic quake. His growl sounded as I broke and his warm cum flooded my body, causing a whole new level of bliss. With a sigh, he gently lowered my sore body to the bed and flopped next to me, pulling me against him, kissing along my shoulder. I happily snuggled into his body, just as my phone rang.

"You fucking kidding?" I groaned.

Reaching over, I fumbled for the cell until I found it and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" Dean asked gruffly.

"Uh, in my bed," I replied, "What's up?"

There was a silence then he chuckled.

"Is Roman there?" he questioned.

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked, looking back at said man with an amused smile.

"You sound like you just got fucked so I assumed, anyway, can I come over? Gotta talk to you about something."

"Yeah, we'll be here. Seth should be home soon too so I'll order pizza. Meat lovers like usual?" I offered.

"You know me so well Sam. See you soon."

"Bye," I said, hanging up, then groaning, "Dean is coming over, I suppose we should be semi dressed at least."

"Mmm, should, but I like the thought of you being naked much more."

With a giggle, I shoved him back as I rose and grabbed out a black T-shirt style dress and black lace underwear, dressing quickly just in time to hear the front door shut. I made it to the bedroom door with Roman close behind right as Dean pulled it open.

"Is Seth here? We have an issue," he said gravely.

Worry flooded my body instantly.

"What's wrong with Seth? Is he okay?!" I questioned quickly, unable to keep the panic from my voice.

Dean rolled his eyes and shoved me back into the room, shutting the door quickly.

"I assume he's fine, but fucking Leighla came to my house demanding I fuck her!"

Whoa.

"What?! I'll fucking smack a bitch!" I snapped.

Roman's hands came to lie on my shoulders and I resisted jerking away, instead I clenched my fists and bit my lip hard.

"Do you guys know why? She was saying something about he left her," Dean sighed, running a hand through his hair while he went to plop on the bed.

"Yeah, he- um, left her last night," I muttered, "That doesn't give her any right to try to screw you in retaliation!"

Dean scoffed.

"Like I'd do it anyway. I wouldn't betray Seth, especially with that crazy bitch,"

I had to smile at that, and looked over to see Roman doing the same. Suddenly there was a door slamming.

"Sammy, you here?!" Seth yelled.

"I wonder if he found out," Dean muttered as I went to my door.

When I came out, I saw Seth pulling his jacket off.

"What's going on Seth?" I asked.

"Fucking Leighla had the nerve to show up at the office and make a scene. Got carted off by the cops for refusing to leave private property," he sighed, shaking his head as he hung his jacket, "If she can't calm down, she's gonna get a restraining order."

Frowning, I tapped my fingers over my arms, wanting to hug him but still uncomfortable with what limits there were. Then I realized I'd hugged him for years. I wrapped him in a tight embrace as he babbled, and effectively stopped his words. As I held him, his arms came around my back and his face rested on top my head.

"Thanks Sam."

"Welcome Sethie," I said with a small chuckle.

I felt him deflate as he sighed. Confusion filled me as he pushed me back gently, but it was washed away when I was brought into a soft kiss. Restraining myself, I settled for cupping his face and brushing my lips against his gently. Butterflies stormed my stomach as he pulled our bodies flush. A moan escaped before I could stop it when he placed a bite on my lower lip.

"All worth it," he breathed.

Eyebrows furrowing, I stared at him, confused, until he spoke again.

"Any craziness she brings is worth having you moan like that for me," he explained huskily, "Not just hearing it through the wall."

My smile grew as my cheeks turned red and I walked my fingers up his arm.

"Well I'm definitely looking forward to hearing you moan for me too Seth," I teased, winking.

His face reddened but suddenly he kissed me harder, picking me up and moving so I was between him and the wall. It was surreal as my back met the wall. His tongue moving between my lips brought me back and I eagerly returned his kiss.

"O-Oh fuck Seth," I whimpered as his hips rocked into mine.

I could hear his breath hitch before he groaned and kissed down to my neck, biting hard enough to hurt. I gripped his arms as he sucked and nibbled. God did that ever feel good. His tongue and teeth worked magic as his beard scraped my skin enticingly. Jumping, my nails dug into his arms as he sucked harder and pulled back, leaving a resounding pop in the air. I rutted against him and relished in the rush of pleasure to my core.

"Hey Seth, I- What the fuck?!"

Seth groaned and his head dropped to my shoulder.

"Fucking impeccable timing Ambrose," Seth grumbled.

I couldn't stop a snicker and placed my lips to his temple gently.

"We live here together Seth, we have time," I murmured.

He sighed and set me down carefully before placing another kiss on my lips.

"What's going on Dean?" Seth asked.

Dean only stared back and forth between us.

"Can someone explain what the fuck is going on?!" Dean snapped.

Seth's face reflected my disarray as we both stared at him.

"What?" I asked.

"Roman's in there, still shirtless I might add, and you're out here getting all cozy with him while his ex-bitch is going on a fucking rampage. Seriously. What. The. Fuck?!"

"Chill Dean," Roman rumbled, clapping a hand on the smaller man's shoulder and flashing a smile, "We're working on this- What's it called Sam?"

"Polyamory," I replied.

"Yeah, this polyamorous type relationship," Roman finished.

Dean looked like he tasted something gross as he wrinkled his nose cutely.

"The fuck is that?"

"Essentially multiple partners," I explained, "Roman, Seth, and I would be in a relationship all at the same time."

It seemed to take a second for the information to sink in, but suddenly his face fell. I wasn't sure why he all of a sudden looked sad, but it hurt me to see it.

"What?" I asked.

"S'nothing, glad to see you finally wised up there Rollins."

"The hell? Did everyone know but me?!" Seth snapped, cheeks reddening.

"Sorry dude, but yeah," Roman said with a chuckle, "It was clear to everyone, even Leighla, that Sammy loved you."

"Pretty much probably the only reason she hated me," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

With a huff, I moved over and fell back onto the couch, turning to see Dean staring at the floor. My eyes locked with Roman's and I tilted my head towards Dean, questioningly. Roman shrugged.

"So, what do we do about little miss skank?" Dean asked suddenly, head popping up with a smirk.

It was obviously forced, which nailed another pang into my heart.

"What do you mean?" Seth asked.

"Your ex bitch came to my house begging me to fuck her for revenge. In her exact words, 'It would kill Seth to hear I slept with someone like you'."

"Fucking bitch," I muttered, "What does that even mean? Someone like you?"

"No clue," Dean said, shrugging, "So Seth, should I just send her packing or get some over due revenge?"

Seth sighed and ran a hand through his dark locks, muttering as he leaned onto the wall.

"If she tries it again, just send her away."

"Not like you can do much since she's friends with Renee," I added, "It could get misconstrued really easily."

He lifted a brow and made a disgruntled noise.

"You order the pizza yet?" Dean asked.

I shook my head no and watched him waltz into the kitchen, yelling back that he was going to order it.

"Anyone else notice he's acting strange...er?" I murmured, watching the doorway in case he came back.

"Yeah, not sure what's up," Roman said, "Don't worry. I'll have him over for beer and get it out of him that way."

"Good idea."