Throughout washing up and dressing Roman was way too quiet, he glanced at his younger partner a couple times with a look on his face that was confusing. Dean was watching the big man and starting to worry, he thought he saw eager, hungry looks, then he thought he saw calculating hard looks that didn't seem at all like the man he knew and cared about. A couple glances at his lover with a certain look on his face took the wind out of his sails, Dean didn't feel like talking anymore, he lost his appetite for dinner.
Roman had been so good to him, trying to make everything better before tonight. His sudden change in attitude was deflating. Back in the car after somberly signing autographs for eager fans he forced smiles for and headed back to wait for Roman to return, Dean just stared downward. Roman drove them to the restaurant that he planned on picking up his dinner at. Then drove to the hotel without a word, not even asking if he wanted anything, not that he did. They checked in and headed upstairs, staring at the floor Dean tried to think of what he'd done to get this silent treatment for so long. In the room Dean shoved his luggage towards the wall and began to work his way out of the leather jacket he'd worn all night.
Roman was somewhere behind him as he glanced at the two queen sized beds. Shit, he was sleeping alone tonight, he just knew it. Running the night over in his mind he remembered Roman telling him to not get involved, and he did. He was a smart ass when Roman brought it up. He wondered if he should apologize, Roman however didn't like to talk when pissed off though. He just knew he'd somehow screw this whole thing up. Hanging his head, feeling his heart ache, he walked to look out the window, seeing nothing outside, he felt himself growing cold, numb.
Roman was doing stuff behind him for several moments, still silent to him, maybe eating his dinner. His stomach growled, angry at not being fed, he just couldn't think of eating, not now, maybe not ever again. What was he going to go if he lost Roman? Roman was his best friend, brother, his lover, the only person he really trusted. Looking down at himself he realized he better start getting ready for bed, it was going to take more time to do things himself. Turning to face the wall across from the beds Dean slowly kicked out of his shoes and socks and reached for the Velcro straps that held his sling in place.
"Freeze!" Startled by the authoritative command in Roman's voice he held dead still. The big man came right up behind him. He could feel something from Roman but he wasn't sure what it was. Moving up literally right behind Dean, mere fractions of an inch behind, his body heat warming the smaller man, making a shiver rip through him. Dean was betting Roman was still pissed off, he hoped he could fix what he had messed up, if he did manage, it would be the first time in his life he ever was able to do so.
Big hands landed on his hips and pulled him back against the big Samoan. Hard as a rock behind him, Roman confused his smaller partner, obviously aroused, obviously pissed, what did he want from him? Dean was afraid to open his mouth and make things worse. The order not to move had him pinned to the spot. Deftly, hands from behind him undid the brace, helped him get his t-shirt off and redid the sling. Whispering a thanks, hoping it wouldn't aggravate the big man, Dean waited for instructions. Roman's hands again went to his hips and now pulled him backwards.
"You were not supposed to get involved tonight, you could have made your injury a lot worse!" The deep growl in his ear made his heartache worse. Nodding slightly Dean closed his eyes and wished he could go back in time and change what he did earlier. Roman walked around to be in front of him. Opening his eyes, he kept his eyes down, feeling no thrill when he saw Roman in only the pair of shorts he had put on earlier at the arena, the front bulging from his hugely swollen cock.
The big man just stood there for a minute, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Slowly opening his arms, Roman reached out for Dean to come to him. Hesitating, biting his lip, the younger man didn't move until Roman's hands made the 'come here' gesture. Still looking down, Dean took a slow step forward, and then another until he felt the big man pull him into a tight hug. Gently nuzzling his neck, Roman whispered that he wasn't mad at him anymore, and his being mad was because he was worried about him.
"If something bad happened to you Baby Boy it would be devastating to me." A gentle lick then a kiss on his neck was soothing. Roman's hands went up and down his back as he kissed his way up Deans neck to his jaw and around to his lips. Slowly blue eyes raised to look up into Grey. Roman looked completely calm as he kissed him gently.
"When you are given the okay to go back to work at 100% and you are able to do everything you did before you got hurt, then I'm going to stop being so demanding on you. I'll still ask and maybe order you to be careful,then however you will be responsible for your own actions. Now, until you get to that point, I'm making myself responsible for you. If you don't like it, tough shit!" Big hands grabbed his ass and squeezed. Pressing against his belly was Roman's very excited cock.
"I'm hungry for my dinner, but hungrier for you." Roman's wicked whisper in his ear was followed by his tongue sliding down Dean's neck, tracing his ear before he sucked at the lobe, making the smaller man shiver.
"You were a very bad boy tonight. You not only did what I told you not to, you pretty much dared me to spank you for it." Remembering his words and actions earlier, Dean shivered again. This time he felt the tremor rip through him and landing straight between his legs. "If it wasn't for your shoulder I'd turn you bare assed over my knee and leave your ass on fire from one Hell of a spanking!" 'Oh god what a thought!' Dean's eyes closed at the powerful image Roman suggested, just as his cock started to twitch.
"I think you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Roman's voice was a purr as he began to slowly move around Dean, keeping his around the slender waist of the smaller man. Unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans, Roman shoved them down his lovers thighs as he went down on his knees. Nipping hard at his boxer clad ass, the Raven haired man made his partner moan as his cock woke up and began to quickly swell. Kicking off his jeans, Dean felt Roman's hand immediately cover his swelling groin when he stood. Sliding his hand in to cup the growing flesh, Roman stroked him gently a couple of times before releasing the needy flesh and pulling down the garment that hid it.
Pulling down the shorts, reaching to pull Dean against him, starting by thrusting his hips slowly, moving so his actions caused his cock to slide up and down between the pump cheeks of the whimpering Ohioan. So glad Roman wasn't mad at him any more Dean reveled in his touch. The naughty words and images they provoked turned him on like crazy and made his cock stand at attention in record time. Everything Roman did was driving him crazy and rousing him so much. That thick cock rubbing against his ass was so fucking sexy!
Separating his thighs, he felt Roman pull back and slowly slide between them, his dripping cock rubbing tender spots and smacking against his balls. Thrusting, humping at him slowly until they were moving together, Dean holding onto the back of a chair to keep his balance. Damn! It felt so fucking good! Roman held tight to him and whispered things that stirred him up more. Pulling away suddenly and startling Dean who turned to see what had caused his lover to stop. Roman walked towards the bathroom and came back with a towel. Spreading it out on the floor he moved a chair to one end of it. Kneeling by the side of the towel and chair, Roman pointed to the spot in front of him.
"Kneel down, right there, put your right arm on the seat of the chair, you can put your head down if you want."
"Ro?" Dean moved to do it but he wasn't quite sure what was going to happen. A wicked part of him hoped he was going to get that spanking. It was kinky, and if Ro did it...DAMN! His cock began to leak. If Ro did spank him, he was going to cum in moments for sure! Doing as he was told earned him praise. Roman caressed his ass gently, causing a loud whimper to escape Dean. Long fingers slid down between his cheeks. Moving his legs apart to let Roman slide his hand down further, not knowing why, Dean bucked his hips as he felt his most intimate areas fingered. Teasing briefly Roman asked if he liked that. His nod was immediate.
"Good," the husky purr was almost his undoing. Then Roman nipped his good shoulder. "I'm glad you liked it, but you did what I told you not to, you can't have that right now." Roman pulled back his hand and without warning, that big hand landed on Dean's right ass cheek, making the younger man jump. "You can't have those special treats until you've done your penance." Another hard swat landed, now on his other cheek. With a groan Dean put his forehead down on the chair. Hard smacks began to land back and forth on his ass. Roman had a damn strong hand, it hurt like Hell at first, then the strangest sensation started, each slap had an almost gentle caress with it that felt good.
Dean's cock began to throb eagerly at each swat. Roman's was dribbling and brushing his hip with each swat aimed at Dean. Moaning, his hips shamelessly moving after each blow to his ass, thrusting, his cock begging for attention Dean slid his arm off the chair and reached for him needy cock. A particularly hard swat landed and he was told to put his hand back or he would get no reward. With a flash of ebony hair falling like a curtain, Dean saw Roman take off his hairtie, and quickly and efficiently fasten it like a cock ring on him.
Dean didn't actually count, but he guessed he took about twenty hard smacks to his ass. His cock as leaking profusely and he was squirming all over the place and moaning like crazy. His ass felt so fucking sore and Dean was feeling like he'd sat on a barbecue. The pain, it was weird, it felt...kind of good in a strange way His cock was begging to explode, the make shift cock ring was driving him crazy. That was not good at all. Wriggling and moaning, the ginger blond was grateful to hear Roman say he thought he had learned his lesson.
Caressing his face and leaning to kiss his partners sweaty temple, Roman ran his hand over his bright red, well spanked ass. Dean was almost delirious, he could feel he was right on the brink of cumming, and would have if that damned thing around his cock and balls wasn't holding him back. Discovering he would have cum from getting spanked by Roman was a revelation for the younger man. Then again, damn near anything Ro did with him turned him on big time. Pulling him into his big arms, Roman cuddled him as they knelt, Their cocks rubbing together.
"That's my good baby boy!" Roman crooned as he kept an arm around Dean and reached to take up both of their cocks together and stroke them a few times. Moaning in sheer delight, so relieved he and Roman were good again, the smaller man let his head fall into the crook of Roman's neck.
"Ro! Dying here! Need to cum, please!" Dean's body moved to Roman's stroking hand, the pressure building was excruciating and it had nowhere to go. It was so damned good but hurting too...Damn he was so confused! What the Hell was this with the pain and pleasure? Roman looked down at him and then stood, pulling Dean up and reaching for the towel, linking fingers the big man led Dean into the bathroom. Carefully helping to take off the sling Roman turned on the shower, adjusting carefully then turned to help Dean into the spray.
"I put it on cooler than usual, it'll make your ass feel better." Flashing a brief pout at his older lover Dean stepped into the tepid water, hissing as the water hit his sore ass, slowly soothing the burn. Roman stepped in and hugged him, gently kissing his lips as he reached to stroke his cock.
"How badly do you want to cum baby?" Dean moaned loudly then whimpered out the word 'bad!' Nuzzling his neck, licking up his throat Roman flashed him a wicked look. "What are you willing to do if I let you cum now?" A low keening wail escaped the younger man.
"Anything Ro! Anything! Please let me cum! PLEASE!" Whimpering as Roman teased the fat head of his cock with his thumb.
"You're gonna do whatever I want? When I want? Three times!" A startled squawking sound left the Ohioan.
"Three times? What the..f...? Yeah! Yeah..okay! Whatever! Please let me cum!" Roman laughed and kissed his throat, then slid his hand down to grasp the hair tie.
"Okay baby boy, cum!" Pulling the tie swiftly with a single motion, Dean was released, and he immediately, exploded. With a long moan his hips moved and stream after stream of cum burst from him. The big hand took hold of him and quickly slid back and forth helping him. Milking him of all he had. Moaning Roman's name as he clung to him, burying his face in the broad chest, Dean had the most intense orgasm ever. As the final drops dribbled free he relaxed in the big arms that held him tight.
"Mmmm I know that was real good for you, wasn't it baby?" Nodding slowly, smiling, Dean answered.
"Fuck yeah Ro! Damn!" He panted out. "Never came so hard..EVER!" The big man chuckled. Feeling his partners cock against his belly, Dean slowly lowered himself to his knees, wincing at the pain from his ass. Grasping the thick length he licked at the tip, kissing it gently then licked around the head a couple of times, then slowly drew it into his mouth. Now Roman was the one moaning as bit by bit, his cock disappeared down the throat of the younger man.
"Mmmm, yeah that's my baby boy! Damn baby that's so fucking good!" A big hand ran through his wet curls as he began to bob. Roman grabbed the shower door rail to keep his balance as his lover made him feel so damned good. Warning the younger man it wasn't going to take him long to cum. The big man tried to be careful to not choke his lover who was humming softly as he bobbed, but the sharp spikes of pleasure were driving him crazy, he needed this bad.
"Ready baby?" The big man heard a noise that probably meant 'yes' and unloaded as the vibrations hit. Swallowing rapidly, the younger man didn't miss a drop. Sucking hard as the abundant flow was released, he switched to gently licking the tip of the last remnants of release before gently kissing the tip and letting Roman help him up. Kissing deeply and cuddling they relaxed and slowly showered. As they dried off Roman told Dean he'd brought them a good hearty dinner to help them refuel their systems.
Wearing only a towel the big man opened up the containers he had brought from the restaurant. Sushi, Sashimi, Tempura, Oysters, more goodies... Still naked except for the sling, because the towel didn't feel too good on his ass, Dean walked over to look at the delicious looking food.
"Um, it all looks great Ro, but, um...you know I get horny from eating Sushi and Seafood." The older man grinned wickedly.
"Yes, I know!" Lifting a piece of raw Salmon up, he fed it to Dean, then kissed his lips gently. Smiling the entire time.
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