Chapter 12

Roman and Dean hurriedly ran into the house as the rain continued to pour down in buckets. The house was cold and dark: both men were shaking from the wet chill from their clothing. They took their shoes and socks off at the door and left them there. "I'm going to start a fire!" Dean said excitedly.

"No, I'll start the fire; just go get me your lighter."

Dean wanted to argue with Roman but since today he had done nothing but screw everything up, he figured it would be best to let Roman handle it. Besides, he was worried that Roman was still mad at him and he didn't want to upset Roman anymore tonight. Roman had put 3 logs in the fireplace by the time Dean got back with his lighter and some towels to dry off with.

Dean sat back and watched Roman grab some newspaper shards and used it to start the fire. In no time, Roman had the fire warming the room up with its fiery glow. Dean of course was still cold, he was always cold, even when it was hot outside, he complained about being cold. Roman use to question it. It was odd to be running around in the heat wearing a hoodie, until Roman realized it was more psychological than actually physical.

Dean had grown up alone and neglected by his mother and his father was a dead beat. As a kid, growing up in Cincinnati, Ohio, where the winters were harsh; Roman realized, Dean associated being alone with the cold. Right now, Dean felt like Roman was angry and mad at him, which he had been; so Dean felt the harsh cold of loneliness from Roman.

Roman sighed. He could see Dean shivering. He didn't mean to upset Dean, but he couldn't help being upset with him earlier. He thought he had reassured Dean though but maybe he had not after all. Roman took off his wet shirt and threw it over in a corner. He then took down his soaked hair from the disheveled bun it was in, letting it fall in heavy, wet waves down his back. Roman grabbed a towel to dry off with.

"Dean, are you ok?"

Dean was still shivering. "I'm OK!"

"No you're not, your cold, Come sit here by the fire!"

Dean slowly moved closer to Roman and the fire. He couldn't take his eyes off of Roman's beautifully chiseled chest and how the flames danced on his bronzed skin. The soft glow lit up the room; the warm, burning embers were crackling with life. The smell of burning wood was quite pleasant. This was a very cozy, romantic scene Dean realized and he began chewing on his lip.

Dean watched as water droplets fell from Roman's beautiful hair onto his bare shoulders, rolling down his chest and back. Dean licked his dry lips. A wet Roman Reigns was probably one of the most intoxicating sights he would ever see in his life. It just wasn't fair for one man could be that beautiful inside and out.

Roman noticed Dean watching him; his blue eyes looked hungry but hesitant. Roman leaned over and kissed Dean gently on his soft lips. "You should take those wet clothes off before you get sick." Roman whispered against Dean's lips and then kissed him again tenderly. Roman grabbed the ends of Dean's wet shirt and slowly pulled it off of Dean and threw it in the corner beside his discarded shirt.

Dean looked like he was about to freak out. His bright blue eyes were wide darting around the room as if looking for somewhere to hide. Roman cupped Dean's face and kissed him on the lips gently. "Why don't you go change in the room?" Roman was offering Dean a way out of an uncomfortable situation for him.

Dean knew that Roman wanted to make love to him, he wanted Roman to make love to him; but he felt scared, a feeling he hated. A familiar feeling but one he disliked all the same. "Are you still mad at me?"

"No!" Roman said with no hesitation. "And I won't be mad if you change in the bedroom if that is what you are worried about." Roman grabbed a towel and put it on Dean's wet hair, Dean dried his hair with the towel causing his hair to be an even messier curly mess than usual. Roman found it quite adorable though, all those wild unruly curls that irritated Dean to no end at times.

Dean was mesmerized as the flames danced over Roman's smooth skin. Some discarded water droplets made their way down his muscled chest and seemed to collect at Roman's taut nipples. He was so breathtaking. Dean wondered if Roman was aware just how much he affected the people around him.

"I'm fine!" Dean said softly and he began scratching at his shoulder.

Roman noticed Dean was digging into his skin. "STOP!" Roman grabbed Dean's hand noticing the bloody scratches. "You're going to hurt yourself."

Dean looked at his shoulder; sure enough, the scratches were bleeding. Funny thing is that Dean never feels anything when he scratches himself. In fact, until someone says something to him, he doesn't even know he is even doing it.

"Stay here and don't scratch yourself anymore." Roman instructed. Roman jumped up and went and got the first aid kit. When he returned he noticed that Dean had his hand in a fist and squeezing so hard his knuckles had turned white. He was trying so hard not to scratch at his shoulder but it was so hard with him feeling so nervous.

"This is going to sting but I don't want the scratches to get infected." Roman grabbed some alcohol wipes and wiped the scratched area. Dean made a hissing noise but other than that he kept perfectly still. Roman finished up and went to throw the wipes away and wash his hands before returning.

Roman saw that Dean was in a daze watching the reddish-orange flames that were licking at the wooden logs. Roman bent down to Dean. "I'm going to go get changed in the other room, you can change out here." Roman said softly and he kissed Dean on the forehead. Dean closed his eyes enjoying the warmth radiating off of Roman.

Dean grabbed Roman by the back of the head and pulled him into a kiss. Dean kissed Roman softly, his lips moving against Roman's luscious lips. He felt Roman began to kiss him back, taking his time, enjoying their soft lips moving together slowly. Roman pulled back slightly and kissed Dean one more time.

"I'm going to go get some pillows and blankets, take those wet pants off, you're shivering like crazy." Roman knew that wasn't why Dean was shivering but it was a good cover. Dean watched Roman disappear before he took a deep breath. He stood up and took off his pants and red boxer briefs. He wrapped a towel around his waist. He didn't know why he was trying to be so modest but he felt so shy, it was rare for him to feel that way but Roman had a knack for making him feel all sorts of emotions he wasn't accustomed to feeling.

Roman returned with the pillows and blankets. He also had a towel wrapped around his waist deciding to shed the rest of his wet clothing as well. Roman laid down a soft light blue blanket on the floor in front of the fire. He threw down the fluffy pillows and then he sat down with Dean in front of the fire.

Dean crawled onto Roman's lap and snuggled up to Roman and he covered them up with the extra blanket. Dean laid his head on Roman's shoulder and sighed. He finally felt warmer. Roman smiled feeling Dean's body snuggling up to his and Roman hugged Dean to him possessively.

They cuddled for a while before Roman felt more confident to lift Dean's chin up and kiss him hungrily. The feel of Dean's body with his was making him hungry for more from the younger man. Roman kissed Dean softly before he began licking Dean's lips until Dean parted them so Roman could taste him fully. His experienced tongue quickly explored Dean's mouth, twirling his tongue with Dean's. Dean began shivering again but Roman didn't let that deter him. Roman clutched Dean to him tighter, enjoying the feel of his body next to his.

Dean moaned hungrily into Roman's kiss as Roman slid his fingertips down his back gracefully causing tingling sensations all throughout his body. Dean ran his fingers through Roman's damp hair enjoying the feel of the long silken strands. His dark hair cascaded over his shoulders beautifully. Dean swore he had never felt softer hair than Roman's, even wet; his hair was the smoother than any woman he had ever met. Dean probably knew it was cliché to say that Roman's hair smelled of coconuts since he was Samoan but Roman liked to use coconut scented oils to keep his hair smooth and silky. Dean loved the smell of coconut and couldn't help but to bury his face in its softness.

Dean wasn't too particular on what he used. He did try to use shampoo and conditioner that could tame his wild hair but no matter what he used, he always seemed to have a bed head. Roman loved Dean's messy curls though. Dean's unruly curls were just like him, wild and untamed and that is what fascinated Roman about Dean. Roman loved Dean's craziness.

"You're still trembling!" Roman kissed Dean again on the lips and then on his chin where he had a scar from wrestling matches.

"Well I'm cold. You should warm me up some more!" Dean tried to kiss Roman but he pulled back slightly.

"I just want to make sure you're OK!"

Dean tucked some loose strands of Roman's dark hair behind his ear. "I am OK!" Dean could tell that Roman didn't quite believe him though. "Well we could always play a game if you don't believe me. I mean, I am here, naked, wrapped around you but we could always play Spades or maybe Charades! How about Mr. Potato Head?"

Roman furrowed up his brow. He shouldn't be surprised, only Dean can come up with some off-the-wall shit! "Mr. Potato Head isn't a game."

"I know but it was one of my favorite toys to play with when I was 5."

"Dean, you're not 5 anymore!"

"I know which is why you should believe me when I say I am fine." Dean always had an odd way of getting his point across.

Dean kissed Roman hungrily. He was never going to admit that he was a little scared. That wasn't his way. When he was scared, he likes to dive right on in and take away the fear, otherwise he would have never gotten this far in his life. They explored each other's warm mouths, swirling their tongues in a fierce duel before taking turns gently nibbling at each other's soft lips.

Their kiss broke and they stared into each other's eyes. Roman's smoky gray eyes were smoldering with desire causing a shiver down Dean's back. Dean's icy blue eyes were filled with lust and want but there was a small amount of apprehension he felt that shone brightly as well. He wasn't scared of Roman, he didn't think Roman would ever hurt him but it had been awhile since they had been together.

Dean cupped Roman's face and traced a finger along Roman's strong jaw line, admiring his finely chiseled cheekbones. Roman had the most beautiful face. Roman closed his eyes enjoying the feel of Dean's gentle caress. He could feel Dean lean in and began planting feather-like kisses along his jaw line, chin, and then a quick kiss on his lips before he lifted Roman's chin lightly exposing his neck. Dean began planting gentle kisses all down Roman's graceful neck. He could feel Roman breathing with each kiss, he could feel when Roman swallowed beneath his lips and he was enamored of Roman's neck.

"I love your neck Rome!"

Roman chuckled slightly. "Why?"

"Because it helps you breathe."

That took Roman by surprise. He had never heard Dean say something that was so simple but had so much meaning to it. Dean had never been one to show too much emotion, but since they realized there was a connection between the two, Dean has expressed more emotion with Roman than with anyone else ever.

Roman looked into Dean's pale blue eyes and they had so much emotion going on within their icy depths. Dean was always one that had a hundreds emotions going on at one time and this was no exception. Roman kissed Dean's lips softly, just moving his lips gently over the soft skin. He then kissed Dean's adorably chubby cheeks that Dean hated with a passion but Roman found them to give off a certain innocence that Dean hid behind a wall. He tenderly kissed Dean's cheeks until he got to Dean's ears which he then took one of Dean's earlobes into his mouth and started sucking on it. Dean gasped at the sensation as he felt Roman lick the inside of his ear and he moaned. His whole body shivered as Roman continued his tender assault on Dean. Roman found Dean's most sensitive area behind his ear and nibbled on it and Dean felt as if he was going to melt right into Roman's arms.

"Put your arms around me." Dean had his arms slightly around Roman's shoulders but he curled his arms around Roman's neck, cuddling into his strength. Roman picked Dean up and laid him down on the blanket beneath them. Roman lowered himself onto Dean slowly, careful not to put his full body weight on Dean. Dean could feel Roman's erection against his stomach; the hardness that mirrored his own with desire was also pressed up against Roman's stomach causing a sweet friction as they rubbed up against hard skin. Roman brushed Dean's messy curls out of his face as he kissed Dean once again. Their hands began caressing each other, running wildly over flesh, listening to each moan and gasp from the all consuming fire burning brighter between them than from the fireplace.

Roman and Dean both caressed each other's bodies hungrily; their fingertips running down their sides and backs, wherever they were able to touch, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies. Dean ran his hands over Roman's muscular chest, lightly pinching his nipples until they were hard nubs between his fingers before he continued downwards and his hand circled Roman's bronzed length. Roman gasped in surprise when he felt Dean grab his hard cock and he buried his head in Dean's neck and Dean lovingly began to stroke him.

Dean loved hearing Roman moan so he continued caressing Roman and he sucked on his neck really intensifying the pleasure for Rome! Dean loved the way Rome felt in his hands, all strong and powerful. Dean couldn't deny how much he loved Roman and he wanted him.

"Dean, I need you so badly!" Roman choked out. Roman's whole body was crying out for release.

"Fuck Rome! I need you to."

Roman lifted up on his knees between Dean's legs. Roman just had to take a moment to drink in the sight. Roman had always loved Dean's body, even when it wasn't as chiseled out from all the hard work he had put into it before The Shield. There was just something about Dean that stood out. Now though, Dean's body was beautiful. He had well defined abs, a small waist that Roman swore he could almost wrap his hands around, beautifully sculpted arms, and strong, long legs. His hair was a strawberry blonde mess, the flames brought out all the red tones usually hidden beneath the dirty blonde curls, and icy blue eyes. Dean blushed at Roman staring at him like that. Roman loved Dean's blushing chubby red and pink cheeks.

Roman grabbed Dean's waist and pulled him closer. He realized he needed to get the lube from his bags, when Dean handed it to him.

"I grabbed it earlier when I went to get the towels and lighter." Dean blushed letting Roman know that he had already planned on this happening tonight.

Roman smiled as he opened the lube. Dean always surprised him. He squirted a generous amount onto his fingers before putting the bottle down. He rubbed the gooey substance between his fingers before he began rubbing the gooiness over the outside of Dean's puckered hole.

Roman slowly pushed one finger between the rings of muscle slowly. He felt Dean slightly stiffen. Roman felt like he would probably cum before he could get all the way inside of Dean if he tightens up like that. Roman slid the finger in and out of Dean's heat a few times before adding a second digit into him. Dean grunted slightly but he didn't tighten anymore up which was good. Roman pumped his two fingers in and out a few times before adding the third finger which Dean did take in a sharp breath but he let Roman work him over; prepping his hole properly for Roman's big cock.

Once Roman was satisfied that he was properly prepped, making sure to take extra measures, he then took both of their cocks in his hand and began rubbing them together. Both men moaned in pleasure at the sweet friction it generated. Their hard cocks rubbed up against each other hungrily weeping put pre cum adding to the sweet sensations.

"Fuck Rome, I think you're trying to kill me."

Roman chuckled. Dean always exaggerated just a bit but he was so hungry to be in Dean's hot body. Roman put Dean's legs over his shoulder bringing his puckered hole close to Roman's hard cock. He rubbed some leftover lube on his cock, moaning at the pleasure from his own hand. He lined his cockhead up to Dean's tight hole and slowly began to push his way between the tight muscles.

"OH GOD DEAN!" Roman moaned out as Dean grunted from the painful intrusion. Roman could feel Dean's body tightening around his cock the further in he pushed. It was exquisitely pleasurable. Dean's tight heat surrounded him, squeezing him almost painfully but the pleasure was so overpowering.

"Dean, loosen up a bit!"

Dean took a deep breath and tried to relax. The feel of Roman's thickness inside him was a mixture of pure pleasure and pain all bottled and centralized in his ass and spreading top his leaking cock. Roman finally was fully in Dean and he sat there letting Dean's body adjust. He felt the intense pressure around his cock and he moaned. He bent down carefully and kissed Dean passionately. Dean wrapped his legs instinctively around Roman's waist.

"Oh God Fuck me Rome!" Dean moaned out feeling the friction from Roman's skin brushing up against his aching cock. "Fuck me!" Dean moaned. Roman wasted no time in just that. He began slowly moving inside of Dean's tight body. Each delicious, sweet thrust made their bodies radiate.

Dean's arms went around Roman and he held onto Roman as each thrust vibrated throughout his body. Roman's tempo had picked up and each moan from Dean encouraged Roman to thrust harder and harder into Dean. Roman practically had Dean's body lifted up trying to thrust as more of him into Dean and Dean wanted all of Roman.

Roman flipped him over so that Dean was on top and Dean's body was so full of Roman and he loved every inch of Roman. Dean began riding Roman, his hard cock leaking and needing attention. Roman took Dean's cock in his hand and began jerking Dean off. Dean moaned like a wanton whore with him hitting his sweet spot repeatedly inside of him and the feel of Roman's hand on his cock was mind blowing.

Roman could tell that Dean was on the verge of cuming. "Cum for me Baby Boy!" Roman encouraged sending Dean over the edge.

"Fuck Rome!" His climax was intense and his body exploded into a million different sensations as cum shot out of his body onto Roman stomach. His whole body tightened up around Roman. Roman thrust into Dean's warm body a couple more times before he felt his own release blast inside of Dean, filling his body up with his juices.

Dean leaned down panting wildly as was Roman and kissed. They both took deep breaths; their orgasms washing throughout their bodies leaving them weak and tired. Dean grabbed a towel and he cleaned his and Roman's chest and stomach off. He was going to get off of Roman but Roman stopped.

"I wish we could stay just like this." Roman said huskily.

Dean smiled down at Roman. "With you deep inside of me, it may make it hard to wrestle Roman!"

Roman chuckled. "I know, I just love the feel of my dick in you!" Dean loved it when Roman talked dirty.

Dean grabbed a different towel and as he stood up he tried to catch all of Roman's juices that were spilling from him. They both quickly wiped up and then Roman pulled Dean down into his embrace. They were both sweaty and still gasping but they cuddled with each other by the fire.

"Damn Rome that was amazing!" Dean said tiredly. Dean wanted a cigarette badly. Nothing was better than a cigarette after sex but he knew roman would be upset so he squashed the need and just cuddled into Roman even more.

"Are you OK?" Roman asked.

Dean looked at him. "I'm fine Rome!"

"I can tell when something is up? Was it too soon?"

"No!"

"So, what's up?"

"Nothing and quit asking me if I am fine! You're ruining the moment Ass!" Dean said.

Roman raised his eyebrow. Oh this is going to be fun, Roman thought. "What moment?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "You know!"

"Nope!" Roman smiled at using Dean's signature word.

"The moment, you're the relationship guy, you should know." Dean was irritated now. Dean looked into Roman gray eyes. "Fine, the cuddling part! Happy?"

Roman pulled Dean closer but Dean pushed him away. "No, you ruined it now Asshole!"

Roman chuckled. "I'm sorry!" Roman said and pulled Dean into his embrace.

"Dammit!" Dean spat out.

Roman raised an eyebrow again. "Something wrong?"

"Yes, isn't it obvious?"

Roman was confused.

"I'm the chick in this relationship!" Dean spat out unhappily and too his annoyance, Roman just laughed which only earned a death glare from Dean.

"I'm sorry; I should not have messed with you like that. I just wanted to hear you say cuddle and I do not see you as a chick. You're way cuter than a chick!"

Roman kissed Dean softly on the lips and Dean felt his anger just melt away.

"Rome, have you ever been with a girl?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Just curious! Did you not like them or something?" Dean wondered.

"I like them well enough and the sex is ok but its different being with a man."

Dean looked a little confused.

"I just found them a little annoying, they can be whiny, and want things, and they never like the same things as I do and if they do they look like men anyways. Being with a guy is like hanging out with your best friend but on a deeper level. Does that make sense?"

"Actually it does. I love hanging out with you to and then sex with you, I feel a closer connection." Dean mused. "But you're the only guy I ever wanted to have sex with though. I didn't feel it with Sami, Drake, or even Seth. I don't know!"

"Well maybe you're my soul mate then."

"Damn, does that mean I 'm going to want to wake up to your ugly mug everyday then?" Dean chuckled.

"Until you get tired of me!"

Dean just looked into Roman's gray eyes. "I don't think I will ever get tired of you! Fuck Roman, you've made me into some pussy-whopped sap!"

Roman chuckled. "Dick-whopped!" Roman corrected Dean.

"So what's the difference between my ass and a girl's pussy?"

"You are much tighter; it feels so amazing when you are squeezing on my cock."

"Have you ever been topped?" Dean was curious; he realized he didn't know much about Roman's sex life outside of their own sexual experiences.

"Yeah a few times, but I admit, it's not something I do often or just let whoever top me. "

"Would you ever let me?"

Roman thought about that first before he answered. "Yes! I only do that with someone I feel really strongly about." Roman wondered where this was all coming from. "Why, did you want to try that?"

Dean eyes went wide. "I don't know, it's something I never thought about. I wouldn't know what to do." Dean grabbed Roman's hand and intertwined their fingers together.

Roman chuckled. "It's not too much different from fucking a girl."

"Yeah, but maybe one day. Right now I guess I am content with being the girl."

"I do not think of you as a girl just because I top you and you shouldn't look at it like that either." Roman noticed Dean staring at their intertwined hands.

Dean then began tracing his other hand up Roman's tattooed arm and began tracing the different patterns from the tattoo sleeved arm. "I love your tattoo!"

Amazingly, with how chaotic of a person Dean was, he was all kept within himself. Besides a few scars and an earring that he wore once in awhile, Dean looked like a normal guy. You wouldn't know just how eccentric of a personality he was unless you got to know him. He wasn't everyone's cup of tea and they had a few problems but Roman had always enjoyed being around Dean's quirkiness.

"You're not planning on getting one are you?"

"Yeah why not? I could get a Samoan sleeve like you."

"WWE would have a fit and do you know how many hours that would take?"

"HMMMMM! Good point, how about a hentai just to freak them out?"

"That would do it!" Roman said with a smile as Dean continued to trace his tattoo further up his arm. He could feel his cock hardening from Dean's ministrations on his skin. Dean could see Roman's cock getting hard and he smiled devilishly as he continued to trace Roman's tattoo. Dean then unlocked his fingers from Roman's hand then began trailing that hand down Roman's chiseled stomach, down past his belly button, until he got to Roman's semi-hard cock. Roman gasped when Dean's fingers circled around his hard flesh.

Dean stopped tracing the tattoo and instead went under Roman's head, curling around the soft silken strands and lifted Roman's head so that Dean could kiss him hungrily. Dean's hand began jerking Roman off. Roman's body was so stiff and he was panting. Dean loved that he could have some control over Roman. He loved hearing him moan and he could feel his hips thrusting up into his hand.

"Damn Dean!" Roman panted out. Dean smiled as he continued to jerk Roman off loving all of his glorious facial expressions.

"Do you need something?" Dean smiled down wickedly at Roman. Dean knew he was playing with fire but that was how he liked it.

Dean continued the assault on Roman's hard cock. Roman moaned in pleasure. Roman quickly grabbed a startled Dean, pulling him hard against his body. Dean found himself underneath Roman's more powerful body and Roman began nibbling on Dean's neck. Dean's body stiffened as Roman began sucking hard on his neck. There was a mix between pleasure and pain that always drove Dean wild. He could feel Roman marking his territory. Dammit! Just one more reason to feel like a chick but there was no way Dean was going to stop Roman, he loved it too much.

Roman looked down at his handy work, several beautiful loves bites on Dean's neck. Dean once again grabbed Roman's cock and Roman groaned. "Damn I need to be inside you!" Roman's voice was so husky. It caused an exciting shiver down Dean's back.

Dean wrapped his legs around Roman's waist. "Fuck me!" Dean said hungrily, needing to feel Roman just as much as Roman needed to fill him up.

Roman expertly lined his cock tip up with Dean's hole and plunged into him hungrily. Dean's whole body stiffened and Roman stayed still so Dean could adjust. "Damn Dean, you still are so tight!" Roman groaned out as Dean's firm grip he had on his cock. His hole was so warm. Dean panted heavily being so full of Roman once again. Dean eyes felt as little watery from the quick thrust but he just blinked them away. He loved the mix of pleasure and pain. It was exhilarating.

"Fuck me Rome!"

Roman began thrusting into Dean's inviting body. The thrust weren't as gentle as before, but Dean's body was more prepped for harder thrust. Roman peppered kiss all over Dean's lips as he thrust into him hungrily. Roman laid Dean back against the blanket so that he could watch as Dean's body devoured his cock. He was mesmerized as each thrust disappeared into the younger man. Dean moaned with each hard thrust. Roman had found his sweet spot and all Dean could see was stars. Dean's face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and he was biting on his lip. It was a beautiful sight.

Roman grabbed Dean's hips and thrust into him harder and faster, each time enjoying the way his bronzed cock disappeared into Dean's lighter body. It was beautiful. Roman began jerking off Dean's neglected cock and with a few jerks, Dean screamed out Roman's name with a few curse words mixed in and Roman rode out Dean's climax with him, feeling the warm shots squirting onto their bodies. Dean's whole body shook as each wave passed over him.

Dean's body tightened up around Roman's cock sending him into his own explosive climax. His body thrust each squirt of cum further into Dean's body and he moaned how his pleasure with a roar. The last of his thrust were exquisite and Roman collapsed onto Dean in a panting mess. Dean's body instinctively curled itself around Roman's much bigger body frame. Dean buried his face in Roman's shoulder and his fingers were buried into Roman's hair.

"OH MY God! That was fucking awesome!" Dean panted out

Roman chuckled. "Your ass is so tight I think you're trying to drain me dry."

"OH no! I'm going to need some of that tomorrow too!" Dean said looking into Roman's gray eyes. Roman smiled and it was so sexy that it took Dean's breath away.

"Anytime you want Baby Boy! Should we shower?"

"No, I'm too tired. " Dean yawned as they grabbed the other towels and started wiping themselves off. "We are going boating tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, sounds like fun!" Roman answered as they both lay back down and snuggled together. They were hot so they decided to not cover up, besides the warmth of the fire would keep them warm.

"Can I drive?"

"Can you drive a boat?

"Of course." Dean answered.

"OK!" Roman answered with a yawn.

"Yes! Dean said happily. Roman smiled contently.

"Time to sleep!" Roman yawned and closed his eyes.

Dean laid there for a minute enjoying hearing nothing but the crackling of the fire. It was so nice to be cuddled up next to Roman.

"Roman, Thank you!"

"For?"

"For being patient and always being there for me. Don't let this shit go to your head though!"

"Of course not!" Roman smiled. "I love you Dean! You know that, I'll do anything for you!" Roman kissed Dean on his forehead.

"I love you to Rome, even when you're an ass!" Roman chuckled.

"Go to sleep Baby Boy!"

Dean closed his eyes and snuggled up close to Roman burying his face against Roman's chest. Roman's strong arms held him tight and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

A/N: Well I hope everyone enjoyed this tender moment of Roman and Dean. Was this everything you imagined or did it come \up short? I tried to make this a very loving sweet moment between the two. Dean seems to be healing nicely. I know people were upset with the rape scene but unfortunately in drama, there has to be a bit of drama to work through or it will be just plain boring. But it does make moments like this just that much sweeter. I do not own any wrestling characters mentioned. Sorry for the delay, I had a few computer issues, including me having to re-type 4 pages. But I got it done. Thanks to Roman's fan who sent me a message. I appreciated the interest. Anyone want to pm, please do. Please review as well, suggestions are always welcome! Thank you for reviewing and giving your input, it helps me know where I'm going in all of this. Please show me some love guys!

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