"My dad is gonna kill us!"

Dean couldn't stop laughing as Roman chased him around his front yard with a hose. They were supposed to be washing his dad's car but Dean playfully placed a hand full of soap on Roman's tee shirt, which then caused a war of water, soap, and running. He caught up with Dean around the back of the car, and tossed the entire bucket over his head, leaving Dean wetter than the car itself. Roman laughed at how soaked Dean was, then pushed him softly against the car door, smiling right before he kissed him on his dad's car.

Dean knew they shouldn't be making out when they had chores to do, and his mom and dad were right inside, making lunch and watching tv together, but he couldn't help it. Roman was tempting everyday, but even more so when he was wet, and sticking his tongue down Dean's throat. He wrapped his wet arms around Roman's shoulders and let his kisses over take reason.

They were graduating so very soon, and tonight was Roman's last game against Wrigley high to determine which school was going to give him that full ride he was desperately hoping for. The thought of him leaving, and even being away from him for an extended period of time scared Dean, especially when he thought back to last week and Nikki's very frightening and assertive message about winning Roman back. Dean knew, Roman loved him, that he didn't deny, but what about being with him long distance, with his ex lurking around him like a cat in heat.

That part scared Dean.

Nikki had her hooks in him since freshman year, when kissing Roman the way Dean was now was just a fantasy coupled with watching colby keller porn. She was his girlfriend for years and even though Roman loved Dean now, what if the distance between them became too much to handle?

What if having it all with the boy of his dreams, was only temporary?

"Mm," Roman smiled when he pulled away from Dean's lips. He held his body close and Dean breathed out softly, as his blue eyes caught gray. "You know tonight is my big game… right?"

"Yes babe," Dean whispered, "I know. Why?"

"Well, I'm a bit nervous about the guy coming to watch me play tonight and I think I need some… luck." Roman leaned down to kiss Dean's neck, making the younger boy swallow harshly, and grab at Roman's sides. "I think we both know who my lucky charm is, don't we?"

"Roman," Dean looked up into those mischievous gray eyes, there was nothing innocent about the way Roman was staring at him, or the way he grabbed at Dean, making him blush, all the way down his chest. "What do you have in mind?"

"I think you know," Roman said, placing his hands on top of the car. His shirt and hair was soaked, little droplets of water ran down towards his biceps and Dean could see how hard his nipples were. He could also feel just how much Roman wanted him through his tight gray sweats, as he pressed himself into Dean, leaving no space between them.

Fuck.

How was he this fucking hot without even trying?

"But, in case you haven't figured it out yet," he whispered, "What I want, is for you to go inside, change your clothes, then meet me in my car in 10 minutes, so I can take you to make out point so I can fuck you, and you can scream as loud as you want without your parents hearing a single thing."

Dean let out a sharp breath he didn't even know he was holding while Roman eye fucked him against the car. He nodded, softly then they both smiled at each other before coming back in the house. Dean quickly ran upstairs to go get the stuff needed while Roman came into the kitchen, greeting Dean's mother with a wet smile on his face.

"Hey Mrs. Ambrose!"

"Ah, Roman! Good! It look like you two are finally done. I swear I thought you guys were going to take forever on Richard's car." His mother put two plates of sandwiches on the table along with two waters and homemade cookies. Roman grabbed the water and drank it down too fast, then he threw it away.

"Come on, Mrs. Ambrose, I told you I made sure he'd get it done," Roman said back smiling, "You know I always keep Dean on task." Roman smirked to himself, thankfully, Mrs Ambrose didn't fully understand what he meant by that.

"You are right Roman, ever since you moved in it's like Dean is a new person. One who actually finishes all his chores. I'm glad he has you. Now eat up, I'll go upstairs and get Dean."

She almost left the room, but Roman remembered that Dean was upstairs, probably grabbing lube, and condoms and if she walked in on that she'd probably figure out what he was doing, and where they were planning on going so... Roman had to stop her. "Hey, Mrs Ambrose, wait, actually, Dean is… changing because I'm…" fuck think of something quick reigns, Roman thought to himself. "I'm taking him on a picnic! before the big game tonight so… do you mind if I wrap all this stuff up to go?"

"Oh," Mrs. Ambrose stopped and smiled, "Roman that is the sweetest thing. I can see why Dean loves you. Come, I'll help you." She got out the saran wrap from the cupboard and her and Roman began putting everything into a small basket she kept for special occasions. Roman grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and a bunch of cookies. "There. All done." Mrs Ambrose delightedly said, "Okay, Roman, I'll leave it here for you to pick up. Why don't you go upstairs and change. You're soaked too, and that's not good before your big game."

"You're so right. Thanks, Mrs Ambrose. I'll see you and Richard later at the game right?"

"Of course honey, we wouldn't miss it for the world." She came over and gave Roman a kiss on the cheek and then they hugged tightly. Roman couldn't thank her enough for her kindness and hospitality she showed him without a second thought about money, shelter or food. She was a true light during the bad months and he was so thankful to have her and Dean in his life. Roman pulled away, apologizing for making her a little wet. Mrs. Ambrose laughed and brushed it off, then saw him off towards the stairs.

Roman smiled in the shower, and smiled getting dressed, he put on something loose and easy to take off cause he knew Dean loved ripping his shirts, then came outside his room to see Dean waiting by his door. There was a smile on his face as those blue eyes sought out gray. He chose to wear his tightest jeans which was fine by Roman, he loved a challenge and taking off Dean's layers of clothes was never a problem for him. Roman came over to Dean who was all smiles as his boyfriend grabbed at him and gave him a kiss.

"I have the lube, and magnums." Dean whispered against his lips. "There was only two left though."

"That's okay, we can do whatever you're comfortable with when we run out." Roman held Dean's hand down the stairs then grabbed their jackets, his keys and the basket of food that Dean's mom prepared for them.

"What's that for?" Dean asked as they walked out the house together.

"Lets just say it's post sex snacks." Roman made Dean laugh as they got in the car together. He turned the engine, then gave Dean a soft kiss before they took off. What neither of them noticed was the smile on Dean's mom's face as she looked out the window at her two boys… who were so madly in love.

Seth twirled the pen around on his desk as he waited for Skype to connect to Cody. For whatever reason, he couldn't stop thinking about Randy and their five minute kiss last weekend. Randy asked Seth if he was going to miss him and when Seth said no, he smiled, squeezed at his sides and walked away. Seth didn't know why he couldn't stop thinking about Randy. He was a jerk who stooped as low as outing his best friend, but… a part of Seth felt for him. He didn't deserve conversion therapy no person struggling with their sexuality did. He wished he did more to help him but… he was gone now, and there was nothing Seth could do to change that.

When skype finally connected the first thing Seth saw was Cody's tired smile. "Hey babe," Cody said happily. "How are you?"

"I'm okay…" Seth began, "Look Cody I know it's late there, I just needed to talk to you."

"Yeah you made that very clear through email. Okay so, You got me up, and ready to talk… what's up?" Cody was tired so his voice reflected that but Seth could also find a hint of annoyance in his voice, that wasn't there before.

"I don't know how to say this so I'm just gonna rip the bandaid off because I know you hate it when I drag stories out so um… Randy kissed me." Seth blew out a nervous breath he had no idea he had been holding.

"Oh?" Cody didn't seem shocked or angry by Seth's confession. He thought Cody would get upset, and yell at him or something but he was so oddly… calm. "Did you… kiss him back?"

"At first no, but after a bit yes. I didn't want to, he forced himself on me. I just wanted you to know because we said we were going to be more open and honest with each other while you were away." Seth saw Cody nod, then look away for a second, smile at something then look back at him, "So, um… If you're mad at me you can tell me. I deserve it after all."

"Mad?" Cody coughed, "Uh nah, not mad. I mean we agreed that you could have fun while I was away right? I don't like that it's with Orton but, fun is fun."

Seth was so visibly upset over how easy Cody was blowing this off, and the way he kept smiling off camera at something or someone. He didn't even care that he said Randy forced himself on him. He didn't care at all. Seth wasn't an angry person but he felt like shit right now that the only guy who he thought loved him… didn't seem to care about Seth's life at all.

"Okay Cody, I don't know what's going on with you but I think I deserve to know what's happening. Every time we're on skype you're either looking away or being nonchalant when we talk. If there's something going on, just tell me. Please." Seth didn't want to have to beg him to tell him the truth but it was the only way. The guilt in Cody's eyes after he called him out was evident, so much so that Seth wanted to cry, but he held back, at least until he heard him out.

"Seth, I don't… I don't want to hurt you." Cody said softly.

"You're hurting me more by not telling me what's going on." Seth replied, trying to keep everything at bay. "Tell me the truth Cody."

"Fine, look, there's no easy way to say this but, I've been seeing someone back at base. We've known each other since training but, he just got put on the same tour as me and… one thing lead to another and… I'm kind of seeing him now." Cody saw Seth shed a tear, a single one, but he kept listening, "Seth, I love you. I'll always love you, but… I can't deny how I feel about Greg anymore. I'm sorry, I was going to wait until Christmas to tell you, that's when I come back but-"

"Oh you were gonna wait until you could come here, fuck me one more time then tell me you're in LOVE WITH ANOTHER FUCKING GUY? FUCK YOU CODY. DON'T EVER CONTACT ME AGAIN."

"I DON'T LOVE HIM SETH I LOVE YOU."

"NO FUCK YOU CODY, FUCK YOU FOR HURTING ME LIKE THIS."

"SETH WAIT-"

Seth hung up on him before Cody got a chance to finish. He was in tears, his heart sunk to the lowest it's ever been since he was about thirteen. He slammed his laptop down then curled up next to his headboard, sobbing into his own arms. He couldn't believe Cody hurt him this way. He couldn't believe he gave Seth up for someone else that quickly. He lied, he said he loved him and he fucking lied. Seth wanted to scream, he wanted to hurt something… and most pathetically of all, he still wanted Cody back. He cried to himself for a long time before the door downstairs rang. His parents weren't home, and neither was his stupid brother. Seth sniffled, wiping his tears violently before making his way downstairs to answer the door.

He made it to the last step, then opened the door without even asking who it was. The door flew open, only to see Randy Orton there, breathing heavily.

"Randy? What are you doing here? What happened to Texas?"

"I told my dad to postpone until tomorrow morning. I couldn't leave, Seth, at least not without knowing." Randy said, almost breathlessly.

"Without knowing what?" Seth asked back, sniffling.

"This." Randy stepped into Seth's home and grabbed at his sides, pulling Seth in and giving him a soft kiss. Seth fought against his hold for a minute, but Randy held on, moving his hands from Seth's waist down to his ass. Seth gasped when Randy squeezed both of his cheeks in his big hands, he didn't pull away. He felt Randy grab at his thighs, and lift him up with ease, letting Seth's legs lock around him. He kicked Seth's house door closed, then looked at him, softly.

"I promise, I won't hurt you." Randy whispered it near his close, blue eyes on brown, hearts racing and lust in the air that was so heavy you could literally taste it.

Seth didn't know if it was because he was hurting because of Cody, or if he was just out of his damn mind but he nodded, and let himself be kissed up the stairs towards his bedroom by a guy everyone in the town despised and the one guy he couldn't stop thinking about.

Later on that day

"OH FUCK!" Dean bounced up and down on Roman's dick once again making the horn blare off as they fucked in the driver's seat. Roman pulled the seat back even more so that Dean wouldn't hit it with his ass but the smaller space was proven to be very unhelpful when it came to having sex with his boyfriend. Dean kissed him wildly, his tongue soaking up Roman's taste while Roman had a handful of each bare cheek of his in his hands, grabbing, squeezing and slapping it at his leisure. "Fuck, baby, you are so deep! Mmm, you feel so damn good."

Roman smirked at the verbal compliments. He realized that they were nothing but a bunch of horny teens and he didn't know if it was all the porn Dean watched or what but he definitely knew how to satisfy a man, both verbally with his talented mouth and his even more talented ass which was taking Roman's dick way easier than the first time they did it by the tree. Fuck he could have sex with Dean every day for a year and not once get tired of it.

"I love how you feel on my dick," Roman whispered it in his ear, and it only made Dean ride him faster. He was 18 years old, having the best sex of his life in a car his father brought him. The irony. Roman laughed to himself. The windows were foggy, and the car smelled like vanilla, cinnamon, chocolate chips and sex and Roman wouldn't have it any other way. He held onto that slender waist and started to control Dean's every movement, slowing him down before he could come. Dean's whined out his name, the younger boy letting out a howl as he tossed his head back and let Roman take over.

There was sweat all over Dean's body, so much so that Roman couldn't resist kissing down from his beautiful neck towards his his hardened nipples. He sucked on the beautiful pink nub, and held on to Dean extra tight as Dean withered and moaned on top of him. He felt Dean tug at his hair to force those kisses he desperately needed on him yet again. He felt Roman stroke him from the front and fuck him from the back, the overwhelming pleasure proving to be far too much for Dean to handle. He came first, all over Roman's chest and then he felt Roman pull out, and take the condom off. "Want me to just jerk it?" he asked, but Dean shook his head.

"No… inside of me," He told Roman, and even though Roman smiled, he wanted to make sure. So he asked "Are you sure?" again, gently and Dean just nodded. He grabbed his stiff dick slowly and placed it inside of him, completely raw. It was a totally different sensation than fucking Dean with a condom. Roman felt closer to him, and it felt so fucking good. They kissed softer, wrapping their arms around each other. He felt Dean's ass bouncing up and down on his dick slowly, and this time when Roman came, it was much softer, with their lips still attached and Dean whimpering Roman's name in his mouth. They slowed down, and then laughed as their foreheads pressed together lightly.

"I love you so much." Roman whispered against his lips, holding onto Dean tightly.

"Not as much as I love you." Dean said back, and after another laugh they kissed again, reveling in the love the shared together.

After they cleaned up their bodies and the car, Roman took Dean to the park and they sat by a tree together, enjoying Dean's mom's sandwiches. They were laughing about how even though they were by an oak tree, it wasn't the same as being by the one near school. They giggled, Dean wiped mustard from his mouth and they kissed between sandwich bites. Roman held Dean close, touching him every chance he got, mostly staring into his eyes. Dean loved the way he looked at him, he never wanted to lose the way those gray eyes drowned out all of the bad Dean's ever went through. They might be going to different colleges, but Dean would never forget him, their relationship or the way Roman makes him feel.

"What are you thinking about?" Roman asked him curiously, as he glided his thumb across Dean's jaw gently.

"Your game we need to get too," Roman laughed at that, "... and the fact that I may be losing you to Nikki Bella." Dean didn't mean to blurt that part out but, he couldn't really help it. The things Nikki said to him still rang in his mind, he loved him but he was scared of losing that love because of distance.

"Dean, just because Nikki and I are going to the same college doesn't mean I'm ending up with her, or breaking up with you. I love you, and my relationship with Nikki was nothing like the love that I feel when you're in my arms." Roman made Dean blush, "She had our lives mapped out just like my dad did for me. I hated that. I don't want someone who wants me because of what I can do for them, I want someone who wants me for who I am... I want you."

"I want you too." Dean admitted it easily. They gave each other looks of love, and after soft smiles, a kiss was placed on Roman's lips, making Roman believe that true love and requited happiness were real and could definitely exist... at the same time.

Game Time: 7:00pm.

Roman and the team were exiting from the locker room, and got the hometown crowd roaring as they made it on the field. Dean sat in the bleachers with Roman's letterman jacket on that he gave him right before the game, along side his mom and dad who were cheering wildly for Roman. Dean had drawn up and crafted a little flag with Roman's face on it surrounded by the school colors. It took him 4 days to finish it but luckily it dried just in time for Roman's big game.

He saw him wave to the cheering crowd, then look around for Dean. The young artist felt his heart beat fast as their eyes caught and Roman smiled at him. Dean's mom watched her lovesick son wave happily at his boyfriend and honestly she couldn't be happier. Dean had been more happy with Roman than she's ever seen him. She held onto Dean's hand and they all waved excitedly.

After the group huddle, the coach blew the whistle and they players took the field. Dean only watched Roman, as he called out the play and they took position. Roman yelled something that had to do with the play, Dean presumed then the game began.

Boy, could Roman run.

Dean got tingles all over his body just thinking about his thighs, all flexed as jutted down the field. After another 10 minutes the whistle blew! TOUCHDOWN! Roman's team scored, putting them in the lead.

"LETS GO ROMAN!" Dean yelled, all too excited about his boyfriend being amazing.

"Settle down honey," His mother laughed lightly. "We still have a lot more to go."

After about another hour, the game was tied 21-21 with only a little bit of time left in the fourth quarter. Roman was huddled with his team while Dean watched on, hoping he was okay after the nasty spill he took in the third. He hoped to god everything was okay, as Roman and his team took the field again for the last 30 seconds. He yelled out loudly. This was it. It was their ball and the last chance for Roman to end this game strong. Dean held onto his mother's hand extra tight as the players began, Roman got into position, got open enough and tossed it all the way down to his receiver. He ran, faster than ever before and…

TOUCHDOWN!

The crowd went crazy, everyone was on their feet, Dean and his mom were screaming. The announcer shouted out that Roman's team won. The players dropped their helmets and everyone ran down the field and picked Roman up. They were cheering like crazy, the game was over. Roman did it. He won. Dean came down with his mom and dad and waited for Roman who was carried inside the locker room.

"You guys can go if you want," Dean told his mom and dad. "Roman probably won't be out for a few minutes but he has his car so he can just drive me home."

"You're allowed to say you want alone time with your boyfriend, Dean." His dad said patting Dean's back gently. Dean's eyebrows raised in shock that his dad actually had the gumption to say the word boyfriend but fuck he did, and it wasn't at all as bad as Dean thought it would be. "Don't look so surprised young man, I am your father. I know everything you think I don't know."

"Okay, that's enough Mr. know-it-all. Let's go home. Dean honey, promise not to stay out too late okay?" His mom said, pulling her husband away from the locker room. "Tell Roman we are so very proud of him honey." Dean nodded, and waved at them until they were out of sight. He waited, by the the lockers for about 30 more minutes before Roman came out with a group of boys.

"Hey gorgeous," Roman said as soon as he saw Dean standing there in his jacket. He bit down on his lip and he could tell Dean noticed by the blush on his cheeks.

"Ooh, looks like Roman's getting lucky tonight boys, come on let's leave him be." Kevin Owens added, and Roman blushed, shaking his head, "Hey QB, great work tonight. Florida State will be lucky to have you." Kevin and the guys agreed and then went on their way. Once they were gone, Roman immediately grabbed at Dean, pulling him into his arms.

"Hey can you help me out? I'm looking for someone beautiful." Roman whispered, looking down at his boyfriend.

"Hmm, I don't know mister, what does he look like?"

"Mm, he's hot, cute, has blond hair, blue eyes that may look innocent when we cuddle but not so innocent when we fuck?" Roman made Dean laugh and they started kissing right then and there. His kisses tasted like victory and happiness, two things that looked so great on Roman. They were about to start using tongues but were interrupted by footsteps approaching. Roman pulled away gently, to see his coach, and the guy from Florida state walking towards him.

"Roman Reigns, I'd like you to meet Mr. Stuart Sugden, he's the head coach at Florida State University and after seeing you and reading over your application, he has decided to offer you a full scholarship to their university!"

"Really? Oh my god, sir, thank you so much," Roman shook his hand, "Thank you, you have no idea what this means to me." Roman shook his hand and held it tightly. The man smiled at him and patted him on the back.

"You did well son, looking forward to seeing you at Florida State." He and Coach Helmsley walked off together and then Roman picked Dean up right off his feet.

"DEAN CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I GOT INTO MY DREAM SCHOOL." Roman yelled excitedly, twirling a laughing Dean around in his arms. Roman stopped and started kissing Dean again right on the field. Dean wrapped his legs and arms around him and smiled into each kiss. They were in love, and happy, both getting into great schools, nothing could go wrong except…

"Son." Roman heard the familiar voice, then turned around to see his mother and father standing there, watching him kiss Dean however long. His father's face showed nothing but contempt, and anger as he looked back at his youngest son.

Roman placed Dean down and shock took over as he looked back at his parents. "Mom… Dad?"

A/N: I'M BACK! Did you guys miss bully? I did. It looks like trouble all around for everyone involved, and even more of a mess! Do you guys think ambreigns will survive college? -Melle