Chapter 20:

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.

Seth glanced at the time on his laptop. It had been almost two hours since Dean had left with Roman for a quick drink. His mind raced with scenarios that he knew definitely wouldn't have to worry about but the niggling, insecure part of him made his heart sag heavily under the pressure. He tried to refocus back on his job of editing and uploading his photos. He took a break every now and then to check the latest updates on his social media accounts to try and relieve his mind from the strange trail of thoughts it was currently spiraling on.

The sound of his phone ringing managed to snap his mind out of it's trance. The familiar Bullet For My Valentine song echoed throughout his small hotel room and he was almost tempted not to answer the device. There was only one person who had that ring tone and it made his heart thrum hard against his chest. He cautiously reached forward and slid his thumb across the green answer button before moving the small electronic device up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Seth. It's Corey." Seth knew his heart was beating hard against his chest now. It had been well over a month since the last time he even spoke to Corey. He for sure thought that their friendship had finished back in Des Moines. He heard a short humorless laugh come down the line before his oldest friend spoke again. "I didn't think you were going to answer."

"Neither did I." Seth replied honestly.

"I wanted to talk to you. Do you have a few minutes?" He heard Corey sigh as he said the words.

"Yeah. I guess so." Seth shrugged. He carefully closed the lid on his laptop before moving to sit up against the bed head.

"I've been thinking a lot about what happened back in Des Moines. And I admit I was an asshole. A stupid, jealous asshole that should never have spoken to you like that." Corey started off. Seth couldn't see him but he knew Corey was nervous. "Everything has just kinda gone to shit since you left and I took it out on you when I had no right to."

Seth's face softened a little, his concern for his alleged best friend now showing. "What's happened?"

"About a week after you left on the tour, Alex resigned from the shop. Apparently Mike got some awesome job in New York and they just left." Corey paused for a moment. "Anyway, Randy rehired this new guy who is the biggest bully I've ever met. I don't know what his real name is but he only goes by Ryback. He's this big, bald, buff guy with the worst fuckin' attitude I've ever come across. He just, he's always fuckin' harassing me for something or he starts calling me names. Like, I can't even go outside for a god damn smoke without him following me."

Seth laughed a little. "It sounds like he likes you."

"I don't fuckin' think so." Corey snapped back. "He fuckin' followed me all the way home once and just wouldn't leave. He started fuckin' calling me all these names through the door and kept threatening that he was gonna bash me up or some shit if I didn't open the door. I ended up calling the cops on him."

"Have you told Randy about it?" Seth asked. Now he was really concerned for his friend's safety.

"I rang Randy right after the cops left but he didn't exactly do anything about it." Seth could hear the apprehension in Corey's voice through the line of the phone. "Do you remember Randy's friend John, uh, Cena I think it is? Well apparently he's one of John's friends and I think that may be why he's reluctant to fire him."

"Is this guy even a good tattoo artist?" Seth asked curiously.

"Yeah. He's pretty damn good." Corey admitted. "Hopefully he'll be gone soon but."

"Yeah." Seth responded. He wasn't sure what to say. "Hey, how are you and Emma?"

"Hah. She's fuckin' pregnant dude." Corey answered dryly. "But before you get all fuckin' excited. The baby isn't mine. It's some dudes that she met at the gym named Konnor."

Seth did admittedly feel a little bad for the slightly older man. "That sucks man."

"Yeah. But it's a blessing in disguise really. Cause Paige has been coming round an awful lot lately." Seth didn't need to see the other man to know that he was grinning.

"Corey." Seth scolded. He was glad he didn't put his phone on loud speaker. The mere thought of Wade overhearing this made him feel ill.

"Hey, does Wade ever say anything about him and Paige?" Corey asked.

"Uh, not to me at least. The guys in the band don't really talk much about their girlfriends aside from random little sentences." Seth answered. "I don't really know the girls very well at all."

"Cause Paige told me that they aren't that serious and that the age factor was starting to bother her a little bit now." Corey responded.

"Look Corey, I don't know alright?" Seth snapped. He was starting to get a little annoyed now. He thought Corey might have called him to apologize and not get information on Wade's girlfriend. "Did you just ring me to talk about Paige?"

"Uh, no. I just got a little sidetracked is all." Corey replied honestly. He took a deep breath before he spoke again. "Look, I rang to tell you that I am sorry for being that asshole a few weeks back. I had no right to blow up at you like that because I was jealous of everything that you had. I still want to be your friend Seth." Seth heard a deep him exhale a deep breath before speaking again. "Seth, I want you back in my life man. It sucked not being able to have you in it for so long. I missed you Rollins."

"I missed you too Corey." Seth said with a soft smile even though he knew Corey couldn't see him. "I'll be friends with you again if you promise not to freak out on me again."

"Yeah. I promise." Corey laughed. "So how's everything with you and Dean? I've seen some pretty interesting magazine stories."

"Oh, those made it over there too, huh?" Seth asked. He heard an 'uh huh' down the line as confirmation. "Other than those, we've been pretty good. We're kinda together actually."

"Kinda together?" Corey pressed.

"Uh, yeah. It's kinda a long story." Seth started.

He then went into great detail about all the events that Corey had missed. During some of the story, he heard the slightly older man make noises of approval or disapproval depending on what he was saying. Once he'd finished, he felt a huge sigh of relief wash over him. It finally felt good to talk to somebody about everything that had happened that wasn't a member of the band.

"Dean Ambrose is your boyfriend. Hah. I never thought I'd ever say that." Corey laughed.

Seth opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by another loud noise that was coming from the front of the apartment. "Ohhhh Seeeeetttthhhh!" He knew who the voice belonged to immediately and it made his heart beat faster as well as his stomach drop.

"What the hell was that?" Corey's voice down the line cut him from his thoughts.

"It's probably Dean." Seth shrugged. He was just settling back down on the bed when the door to his room swung open and smacked against the door. His brown eyes opened wide as he watched Dean amble into the small room, his body swaying slightly while the scent of alcohol followed with him.

"Oh hii Sethie-bayyybyyy." Dean cooed. He used his foot to slam the door closed behind him before making his way over to the bed where Seth was relaxing against. It wasn't until he got closer that he realized that Seth was on the phone. "Who ya talkin' to Sethie?"

"Oh, just Corey." Seth answered quickly. He could feel his nerves racing the faster Dean got towards him.

"Not Corey that made you cry?" Dean asked. He was slurring as well as wobbling as he finally made his way to the bed. "Let me talk to him."

"No that's alright. I was just about to go anyway. Bye Corey." Seth said quickly before hanging up the phone. He placed his phone onto the bedside table next to him and when he looked back up he could see Dean towering over him. He audibly gulped as his eyes raked over the body that was in front of him. Even though Dean had his shirt on, he could see the firm muscles underneath pressing hard against the thin cotton material. His brown eyes moved lower before settling right on the crotch of Dean's jeans.

He licked his lips as he took in the sight of Dean's thick, hard length already visible and pressing against the heavy denim material. He reached his hand out and gently stroked the length through the tough denim. His brown eyes flicked up when he heard the soft moan leave the older man's mouth. He moved himself down on the bed so that his legs were sitting on either side of Dean's. He raised his hands so that he could start to unbutton the jeans that were hiding what he truly wanted.

He heard a shuffling of material and watched as Dean lifted the almost skin tight white t-shirt up and off his body before throwing it elsewhere in the room. He licked his lips and leaned his mouth up just a little bit higher so that he could press soft kisses across the hard muscle of Dean's stomach, his tongue darting out to lick at the smooth skin as he made his way further down towards the jeans. His fingers easily undid the pesky button and fly on Dean's dark coloured boot cut jeans. His fingers hooked into the waistband of the heavy material before pulling them down to sit just above Dean's knees.

His tongue darted out from between his lips as he surveyed Dean's bulge in his tight red boxer briefs that concealed absolutely nothing. Without missing a beat, he reached up and pulled the flimsy material down to sit with his jeans. He wrapped his hand around the base of Dean's big, thick cock while his mouth moved towards the already swollen head. He lapped at the head first, the salty taste of Dean's precum causing a moan to be ripped from his throat as his lips finally wrapped around the reddened head. He sucked hard at the tender flesh, his lips growing into a grin as he heard the deep groan from above him.

His brown eyes flicked upwards to look at Dean, his breathing stopping for that split second as Dean's icy blues looked down into his eyes almost desperately. He didn't break the eye contact as he pushed his mouth all the way down until the cock head pressed against the back of his throat. He pulled his hand off of Dean's length and made it rest on one side of Dean's hips while his other hand sat on the other hip. He began bobbing his head up and down, the speed in which his mouth moved increasing with every movement up and down.

Dean moved his hand up to thread it through Seth's tightly pulled back hair, his fingers curling through the two-toned mane before finally resting on the back of Seth's head to hold him steady. His blue eyes never once dropped away from Seth's despite the fact that he wanted them to, his eyelashes fluttering as the pleasure from Seth's mouth and the suckling noises his mouth was making were starting to get to him. The alcohol that was already in his system making every single movement that more intense. "Fuck. You are so good at this Seth."

He watched as Seth's pretty mouth stretched even further into a grin. He groaned as he watched his cock fluidly move in and out of Seth's expertly skilled mouth, those sweet lips stretching further and sucking harder the more into it the younger man got. He groaned again, the sensation causing his stomach to do back flips while he gave into the delicious pleasure. He only allowed Seth to bob his head up and down a few more times before he yanked the young photographer's head off of his cock.

Seth looked at his curiously but Dean wouldn't let him speak. "Get naked and lie on your back on the bed."

Seth immediately obliged to Dean's request. He waited until Dean took a few steps back, the older man's fingers sliding out from his hair. He stood up and quickly pulled his shirt up and over his head, revealing his tanned body underneath. He moved onto his skinny leg jeans next, his fingers working his belt and buttons undone while his feet toed off his sneakers. Once he'd undone his jeans, he pushed them to his ankles where he kicked them off before reaching down to rip off his socks.

He looked up and saw that Dean was working his cock in his hand almost expertly while he watched Seth undress. It made Seth's own cock throb. He followed Dean's directions and lay down on his back on the bed and spread his legs. His brown eyes locked onto Dean's while he lay there, completely exposed and waiting. He took this as a chance to wrap his hand around his cock and slowly jerk himself off.

Dean quickly closed the gap between them and got in between Seth's parted legs, his body easily sliding in between the two long legs like it was meant to be there. He smacked Seth's hand away from his cock and instead wrapped one of his large, calloused hands around it and began working his hand up and down the thick length. He leaned down and pressed their lips together while his hand continued moving up and down, Seth's lips parting to moan almost the instant they touched.

He easily pushed his tongue inside of Seth's wet, warm mouth and let out a groan of his own as their tongues tangled together desperately. His eyes slid closed as their tongues curled and rolled around in Seth's mouth while his hand kept moving up and down Seth's length, the precum working as a makeshift lubricant while he got Seth warmed up. He felt one of Seth's hands reach up and tangle deep into his hair and wrap around the back of his head to force their mouths closer together while the other hand grabbed at his arm.

He abruptly ended the kiss and moved his body down towards Seth's cock. His hand stopped moving up and down Seth's length and only held it there for a moment before he moved his lips forward and wrapped them tightly around Seth's cock head. He heard Seth let out a loud moan from the tender touch and he let out a groan of his own before sliding his mouth all the way down Seth's length. He felt Seth's hand tangle in his hair while he sucked the younger man expertly.

"Dean." Seth's moan almost came out a sigh it was soft.

Dean grinned at the sound of his name being said so wantonly and it only made him want to move his mouth faster, suck his cheeks in harder just to make Seth say his name like that again. He began bobbing his mouth up and down Seth's cock, his cheeks sucking in every time he pushed the length right to the back of his throat and hollowing them out when he moved his mouth up to the head. He could hear Seth's moans growing in volume and desperation. The sound was beautiful music to his ears while he moved his mouth up and down, his speed picking up with every single movement he made.

He only bobbed his mouth up and down a few more times before pulling off completely. He licked along the slit of Seth's cock head once before moving further down. He dragged his tongue all along Seth's length, a soft chuckle leaving his throat as he felt the thick organ twitch in his mouth. His tongue moved lower still, lapping at Seth's heavy balls, the pink muscle drawing patterns across the sensitive skin before sucking the left ball into his mouth. Seth let out an especially loud moan as he sucked that ball into his mouth, his lips clamping down hard around it while his tongue drew circles on it. More and more moans kept spilling from Seth's lips the longer he lavished such intimate attention on one of his balls.

He repeated the exact same motion with the the right ball, causing even louder and more desperate moans to leave Seth's lips. The hand that was in his head tangled harder and deeper, almost painfully tight while he continued administering the delicious pleasure on the young photographer. He let Seth's right ball drop out of his mouth with a soft 'pop' before making his mouth move further south yet. His right hand grabbed onto the inside of Seth's thigh and lifted his left leg up and forced it to rest on his shoulder while he eyed off his prize, the tender, pink little hole right in front of him. He lifted his gaze and locked it onto Seth's, their chocolate and blue eyes meeting for the briefest of moments. He didn't drop the contact while he licked his lips. The devious glint in Dean's eyes was obvious.

Seth's heart was beating hard as their eyes met. He knew what was coming next and he wanted it bad. He could see Dean wanted it badly too, the glint in his eye making it very clear. His hand was still wrapped tightly around a few strands right at the base of Dean's scalp and he used this to his advantage, subtly pushing Dean's head down to indicate exactly what he wanted.

Dean laughed. "Do you want something Sethie-baby?" He felt his head being pushed all the way down and he laughed again, the hot breath radiating onto Seth's sensitive area. "C'mon, fuckin' tell me what you want or you ain't getting nothin'."

Seth whined, the noise coming from deep in his throat while he pushed his hips up. "I want you to, ugh, come on Dean." He was panting now. He looked down and watched Dean shake his head no. He huffed. "Rim me. Please?"

Dean smirked. "Was that so hard?"

Seth opened his mouth to respond but instead of a witty comeback, a loud moan left his parted lips as the wonderful sensation of Dean's tongue coming in contact with his puckered entrance overwhelmed him. His brown eyes fell shut while he felt Dean's tongue probe in and out of his entrance, the pink muscle already curling and working it's way in and out of his most private area. He wasn't really a fan of having this done to him until Dean had done it to him. And he would continue to let Dean do it to him at every possible opportunity. His tongue was just as skilled as every other part of him.

He let out another moan when he felt the tips of two fingers gently rubbing around his entrance. He tried to relax as much as he could for what was coming next but it still didn't stop the initial shock of two fingers pressing inside of his tight heat along side that very skilled, long tongue. He groaned a little in discomfort while he pushed his hips down to meet the fingers. He could feel his ass stretching as he tried to accommodate the probing digits that rocked in and out quickly while that tongue licked around the edge of his ass hole.

"Dean. Fuck." Seth panted.

His stomach started churning back when he had been sucking Dean off but now the tension was almost unbearable. He wanted to cum so damn bad but he also wanted to hold off til at least Dean was inside of him. He felt Dean's fingers jam in and out of him a couple of times before they pulled out and he moved his mouth away. Seth whined from the loss of fullness inside of him. His brown eyes fluttered open and he watched as Dean reached into the bedside table for a condom and a small tube of lubricant.

Dean moved back into his position in between Seth's parted legs. He moved the bright blue condom packet up to his lips, ready to rip the foil packet up to his lips when he saw something in Seth's chocolate brown eyes that made him stop for a moment. "Unless you want me to go bare?" He asked. His blue eyes were locked onto Seth's and he saw the flicker of fear pass through those brown orbs. "Your ass felt so good on my fingers Seth. So fuckin' good. I can't even imagine how good it would feel on my bare cock. Please tell me you're ready and you want it."

"I do want it Dean and I want it to be with you but not yet." Seth said. He watched Dean's blue eyes wash over with almost a sadness. It hurt his heart to tell the older man 'no' but he wanted to make sure that Dean was the right person he wanted to take that first away from him. He knew in his heart that Dean was but he wanted to see that the guitarist felt the same way.

Dean didn't say a word. He opened his mouth and ripped the condom packet open with his teeth. He pulled the latex contraption out of its packet and moved it down towards his cock while his hand carelessly flicked away the foil remnants. He easily slid the condom over his cock, the tight rubber squeezing and stretching around his girth. He popped the cap of the small bottle of lube and squeezed a liberal amount onto the palm of his hand which he used to coat his already covered cock.

He let the lube drop to the other side of the bed before he moved his hand down towards his cock. He grabbed a hold of his covered erection right at the base and moved it up closer to Seth's entrance. His other hand lifted Seth's right leg up and over his shoulder as the tip of his cock rubbed against Seth's tight little hole a few times. He groaned as he rubbed the wet and ready hole. He was about to give Seth the fucking of a lifetime.

He didn't bother going slow and he didn't really care whether he hurt Seth on the way in as he pushed into Seth easily. He forced his hips forward and in one quick thrust was balls deep inside of the younger man. His face was drawn to the moan that left Seth's lips, the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure leaving the young man's parted mouth. One of his hands grabbed onto Seth's leg while the other sat on the bed next to Seth, his fingers gripping at the expensive bed sheets while he leaned down towards the young man.

He pressed his lips back to Seth's at the same time he started moving in and out. His hips began pumping quickly in and out of the photographer's tight walls while their lips met in a passionate kiss that was made up of mostly tongues and teeth. He felt Seth's other leg wrap around his waist while his hips rocked in and out of Seth's ass, the tight walls sucking his cock in and spitting it back out. Over and over again. It felt so damn good.

He groaned through the kiss while his hips smacked hard and harder against Seth's wonderful ass. The sound of their skin connecting over and over was played in the background as they groaned and moaned into their messily erotic kiss. He let out a wince of his own as he felt Seth's teeth clamp onto his bottom lip, the sharp teeth piercing his skin on his lip before it was pulled into Seth's mouth. He grunted into Seth's mouth and sped up his thrusts, his cock stabbing and rubbing against Seth's sensitive walls with every single push in.

Seth pulled back from the thrust and grabbed onto Dean's strong shoulders for support as he shuddered from pleasure. "Fuck yes Dean. Right fuckin' there." He moaned. Dean continued thrusting right in and slamming hard against his prostate, his whole vision going white while the onslaught of his prostate continued.

Dean buried his face into Seth's slightly sweaty neck, his lips pressing gentle kisses all along the tanned neck while his hips rocked harder and faster in and out. He could feel his stomach clenching already and he hoped Seth was almost there too. He had always been told that drinking slowed down the orgasm process but the complete opposite always seemed to happen to him when he was drinking. His hand dropped from Seth's raised leg and he lifted his head just slightly so that he could sneak his hand in between them. He wrapped his large hand around Seth's pulsating member and began moving his hand up and down.

Seth moaned out loudly and he threw his head back against the soft pillow. His back arched and he tried to press harder into Dean's firm touches as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed him. His cock was hot and throbbing inside of Dean's large hand while his stomach curled into knots over and over again. He could feel his balls were drawing up against his body the harder Dean thrust into him. He opened his eyes and reached up to yank Dean's face close to his and press their lips together in another hot, messy kiss.

He could feel Dean's groans vibrating through him and he could tell that Dean was close. The way that Dean's thrusts were starting to get harder and almost stiff was a clear indicator. One hand stayed rested on the back of Dean's head while the other slid down to grab at Dean's bicep, his fingers curling around the sweaty muscle it found there. He felt Dean's muscle flex in his grip and it made him moan hard into the kiss. He loved Dean's strong arms whatever they were doing around him.

Dean's hips continued moving in and out of Seth at a ruthless pace. The sound of their skin smack, smack, smacking hard and harder against each other was causing his own cock to throb painfully inside of his tight prison. He tilted his head and forced his tongue further inside of Seth's wet mouth, making the younger man taste everything he had on his tongue. He felt a shiver of arousal rush through him every time their tongues touched which made Seth moan. The mere thought of Seth getting turned on by what his own body tasted like was almost too much for Dean.

His right hand grabbed hard at the bed sheets, twisting them in his grasp while his left hand worked faster up and down Seth's cock. He had to make Seth cum first, he just had to. He moaned shamelessly into the kiss while his thrusts started to get fairly rough and his hand worked so fast that it almost looked like a blur. He was so damn close. He was almost there. It only took a few more rough thrusts and hard pumps of his hand and Seth was cumming hard. The young photographer broke the kiss to moan the lead guitarist's name right in his ear as he shuddered through his climax, his inner walls clamping down hard on Dean's cock while his white cum splashed across Dean's hand and their slick stomachs.

Dean's face dropped down right into the crook of Seth's neck as he fucked his way right up to orgasm. He kept a hold of Seth's cock while he pounded away at the young man's ass, the feeling of the still semi-hard cock in his hand forcing his own orgasm forward. After only a few more thrusts into Seth, Dean was cumming hard. His teeth sunk into the tender flesh of Seth's salty neck as he released, a muffled groan of what could have been Seth's name on his lips while he rode out his orgasm.

Dean barely had a moment to come down from his powerful orgasm when he heard a knock on the door. He lifted his head and his blue eyes opened wide when he saw that Roman was standing in the open doorway, an almost cocky grin on his face as he folded his arms across his broad chest. "What's so fuckin' funny?"

Roman laughed. The sight of Dean and Seth together didn't really bother him all that much. Maybe it was the alcohol, he thought to himself. "Well, that explains all the fuckin' noises we've been hearing."

Dean rolled his eyes. He didn't need to look at Seth to know the young man was blushing hard. "What do you want?"

"We're supposed to be leaving for sound check now." Roman said sharply.

"Can you give us like five damn minutes?" Dean snapped.

"If you're not in that living room in five minutes. We're leaving without you." Roman grinned. He moved out of the doorway and let the door shut behind him.

Dean sat up and pulled out of Seth quickly. He made his way towards the bathroom and the sound of the feet on the floor behind him. As soon as he stepped into the bathroom he snapped off the condom and flicked it into the bin. He quickly reached into the shower and turned it on. He glanced behind his shoulder and saw that Seth looked a little defeated. "Hey. What's wrong? Was that not good enough or something?" His lip curled up into a grin while he checked the water temperature.

"You're always enough." Seth smiled softly. "It's just that's two of your band mates who have walked in on us having sex. Like, fuck."

Dean stepped into the shower and reached out to pull Seth into the small cubicle with him. He closed the door before he spoke again. "So? They saw me too."

"Yeah, but you're used to them. I'm just some kid." Seth said quietly as he reached for the body wash on the shower floor.

"No, you're not just some kid." Dean said sharply. "You're my boyfriend now. You're just as much a part of this crazy Justice family as any of the other ones."

Seth smiled as he lathered himself up with the body wash. "So I'm your boyfriend then?"

Dean's cheeks flushed a little. They hadn't really had this conversation yet. "Do you want to be?"

Seth's smile grew. "Of course I do!"

"Good." Dean beamed. "Now, do you reckon we could get Sami and Wade to walk in on us fucking too? Complete the collection."

Seth rolled his eyes and lightly smacked Dean on the shoulder. "Dean!"

TBC

A/N: So, a whole lot just happened there. I'm very keen to hear what you guys all think. Oh and anyone who didn't pick up on the reference of Konnor. He is in the Ascension on NXT (one of my faves haha) and on another wrestling note, yay for Emma on Raw. Thanks for reading/reviewing :) GatesVengeance x