Chapter 25

As the euphoric high dissipated, he became increasingly aware of his clammy skin and the used condom that he was still wearing. He sat up and saw that Seth was laying on his side with his back to him.

" Where's the -"

He didn't even get to finish. Seth raised his arm and pointed to a doorway that he hadn't noticed before. " Over there."

Dean got off the bed and made his way into the bathroom not really sure how to deal with the aftermath. It was a nice spacious bathroom and nearly everything was done in a cream coloured marble from the sinks to the floor to the jacuzzi. He spotted a small silver bin next to the sink and he used his foot to press down the lever to open the lid as he rolled the condom off his dick. He had fucked Seth. It was finally starting to sink in and it felt as if someone had punched him in the gut. He had been hesitant to get back with Roman because he had kissed Seth and allowed him to touch him through his pants but he didn't even stop to think about what he was really doing when he let Seth push his hand down his pants.

He looked at himself in the reflection of the mirror above the sink. His hair was messy. His skin flushed. There was a hickey bruise forming at the base of his neck. He definitely looked as if he just had sex.

He had just taken the entire situation from bad to worse. He couldn't even blame the entire thing on Seth. Yes he had to come on to him but he could've turned him down but watching Seth touch himself had been one of the hottest things that he had ever witnessed. From that point on the only thing on his mind was fucking Seth. Even though he shouldn't have done it, it had been some pretty good sex. He hadn't fucked a lot of people. Only a couple really but Seth was the best he ever had in that regard. Although it wasn't on the same level of Roman fucking him.

He needed to go home. Standing up naked in Seth's bathroom thinking about his regrets wasn't going to help anything.

When he walked into the bedroom he saw that Seth had a sheet pulled up to his hips and he couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not. It didn't matter really. He was going home even if he had to walk.

He picked up his sweatpants from off the floor and quickly slipped it on before reaching for his t-shirt.

" You're leaving?" Seth looked utterly befuddled as he watched Dean pull the shirt over his head.

Dean pulled down the hem of his shirt and then made his way to his shoes. " Yeah."

" Why?"

Dean was in the middle of pushing his foot into his left shoe. That was not the sort of question that he was expecting from Seth. He was sitting in the bed with his messy brown hair and eyes that were making Dean feel as if he was doing something wrong.

" Because I need to get home." He finished putting on his shoes. " It's a school night."

That wasn't the real reason of course but he didn't have it in him to be a prick and tell Seth that he was having second thoughts about fucking him.

" Oh." Seth sounded a bit defeated. He climbed out of the bed naked as the day he was born and Dean found himself staring before averting his eyes. " Let me get dressed and take you home."

He kept his back to Seth as he heard a closet door opening and the sounds of him dressing.

" I'm ready."

Dean turned around and Seth was wearing dark blue basketball shorts and a grey t-shirt with an unreadable expression on his face. " Cool. Let's go."

The ride back home was awkward to say the least. Dean didn't know what to say to Seth plus he was acting weird. It seemed as if he was actually offended that Dean wanted leave when the deed was done. He couldn't understand why. They don't like each other. They only tolerated each other for the most part. So why would Seth actually want him around?

When Seth pulled up to the curb in front of his house, Dean's first thought was to just say thanks and get out of the car without making eye contact. Unfortunately something inside of him made him turn to face Seth only to see a displeased expression on his face.

" What?" Dean had his hand on the door handle.

" Nothing." Seth's expression did not change.

" Then why are you looking at me like that?"

" No reason."

Dean huffed. " Well fine." He opened the car door and got out. " See you around."

The door closed with a resounding thud as he made his way up the garden path. It was night time now. He wasn't sure how long he had been at Seth but he felt like showering again and hitting the sack. It had been a long and strange night.

" Howdy neighbour."

Dean nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of the voice eminating from his dark front porch.

" Jesus! Xavier! Fuck dude."

Xavier laughed as he stepped out of the shadows so that Dean could see him.

" What are you doing here?"

" Your mom thinks that you need someone to talk to." Xavier crossed his arms and leaned against the wooden rails.

" Oh geez." Dean pushed his hand through his messy hair. " Well as you can see, everything is fine."

" Really?" Xavier raised a skeptical eyebrow. " So I can take it that you and Seth are best of friends now?"

" God no." Dean quickly denied.

Xavier looked him over carefully. " Your shirt's on inside out."

Dean grabbed the hem of the shirt and saw that indeed it was on the wrongside. " Fuck."

" So what's really going on?"

Dean stalled a bit before speaking. " It's really complicated."

" Then uncomplicate it for me."

Dean sighed hard. " Seth is trying to put me and Roman back together."

" Really?"

He couldn't fault Xavier for the skepticism that he heard in his voice. He would've been the same way.

" Yeah. He feels guilty over what happened and since Roman is no longer talking to him he wants to fix it."

" I see." Xavier seemed to be pondering something. " So what happened tonight?"

Dean didn't really know how to answer that question. " Well me and Roman talked earlier today and Seth somehow found out about it and he wanted to know what happened so he came and picked me up."

" You couldn't tell him over the phone."

" I tried to but he hung up on me." Dean gave a half laugh out of nervousness. Seth really had him in a bind.

" Did something happen between you two?" Xavier was now peering at his face. " You seem a bit on the edge."

Dean didn't know what to do with himself. He started looking around and tapping his fingers against his thighs.

" Dean." Xavier dragged his name out slowly. " What did you do?"

" I don't know!" Dean exclaimed. " I mean I don't even like the guy."

He started pacing up and down the porch. His fingers up to his mouth but he was too nervous to decide if he wanted to bite his fingernails or not. " I'm so screwed." He kept on repeating over and over.

When Xavier couldn't take anymore of Dean's pacing so he went over to him and placed his hands on Dean's shoulders to stop him. " Dude snap out of it. What happened?"

Dean looked Xavier square in the eye. " Have you ever heard about hate sex?"

Xavier's eyes opened wide. " What? Are you serious?"

Dean nodded.

" You and Seth?"

" Shhh!" Don't broadcast it to the entire neighbourhood."

Xavier leaned back against the wall. " My god." He placed his hand over his chest as if he was trying to catch his breath. Dean rolled his eyes. Xavier was so dramatic.

" You fucked Seth?" He said in a loud hushed tone that really wasn't discreet.

" Not willingly. I said that it was hate sex." Dean corrected him.

" Dean you don't honestly believe that you can have sex with someone that you truly hate do you?" Xavier was back wearing his signature smirk again and Dean wondered why he had chosen him to confide in. Although truth be told, Xavier hadn't violated his trust and had his back when the entire school was against him. He was real friend even though he got some fun out of Dean's misery.

Dean shrugged his shoulders. " I did with Seth."

" Maybe you would like to think that you did but come on. You've been having lunch with the dude for weeks. He must have gotten under your skin somehow."

Dean shook his head. " I don't think so. I want to date Roman not him."

" Then go date Roman." Xavier said simply.

" I can't! I don't want to jump back into something with Roman because I can't trust him around Seth but now I'm a hypocrite because I fucked the guy." Dean threw his hands up in the air. " I don't know how that brat does it."

" I don't think that it's entirely the brat's fault." Xavier said wisely. " Did he seduce you or something?"

" No." Dean responded meekly. " We were arguing and somehow it ended up with my dick in his mouth."

" Damn!" Xavier was doing a mix of cringing and gagging. " I did not need the visuals."

It was Dean's turn to smirk. " Well you asked."

" Sounds like how every porno that I watch goes." Xavier shook his head as if he was trying to erase the images of Dean and Seth.

After a moment or two Xavier had calmed down. " You know that you're gonna have to tell Roman right?"

Dean groaned. " Do I have to?"

Xavier gave him a look. " You know that it's the right thing to do."

The right thing to do. Xavier's words echoed in Dean's head as he sat underneath the tree at lunch the next day. The entire day felt off and Seth didn't join him as he usually did. And he refused to acknowledge that Seth not being there had him even more in his feelings.

Looking back he could see that he had been a bit cold with Seth after they had fucked but he didn't think that Seth would've cared.

Dean packed up his stuff and decided to head to class before the bell rang. Part of him regretted having sex with Seth but yet another part of could admit how good it was. How much chemistry they had when they weren't fighting.

He was walking with his head down along the corridor, his head filled with thoughts of Seth when he smacked right into something solid. Before he looked up, he knew who it was. The outline of that chest was committed to his memory.

" Roman." He raised his head and his breath nearly caught in his throat. There was just something about Roman that looked especially good today.

" Hi. I know that after yesterday that you want to be left alone but -"

Roman's sentence was left incomplete because Dean kissed him. It was supposed to be a simple tap on the lips but Dean found himself pushed up against the wall and Roman's tongue in his mouth.

They shouldn't be doing this. Not in the building where anyone could catch them. Dean clawed at Roman's shirt. " Not here."

Roman nodded. " C'mon." He grabbed Dean's hand as they ran down the corridor to the stairwell that lead to their secret spot on the abondoned floor.

They had barely made it into the old bathroom when their bags hit the floor and their lips reattached. It was a lot of frantic kissing and grabbing of clothes. Dean pulled Roman's t-shirt over his head and dropped it on his floor. His peppered kisses all over Roman's chest and torso occasionally flicking his tongue out to taste his skin. He missed this. He missed taste of his skin and how it felt against his lips.

He knew that he should come clean about Seth, he thought as he lifted his arms so that Roman could remove his shirt. But as Roman suckled the skin on his neck, those thoughts flew straight out of his mind. He grinded his hips against Roman's as he continue to kiss along his neck. Dean held his head back and closed his eyes. His entire body felt as if it had awaken from a long slumber and that it was on pins and needles.

Roman squeezed his ass through his jeans and Dean jumped to wrap his legs around Roman's thick waist. It was okay if he missed another period of class he thought to himself. Getting fucked by Roman would be worth it.

Roman was lightly nibbling his skin on this throat when he stopped abruptly. Dean noticed the sudden pause in action and opened his eyes. " What's wrong?"

Roman looked perturbed as he stared at a spot on Dean's neck. " Where did you get that mark?"

A/N: Thank you guys so much for your overwhelming response to the last chapter. I really do appreciate it. You guys are so supportive. Thank you.

P.S. Did anyone watch the new UpUpDownDown video today with Xavier, Tom and Big E? Where Big E said that he wanted to dig into Tom or something like that. Coupled this with the video of Big E stripping Tom, I'm almost certain they're vying for a fanfic at this point. But I'm a good Sparkles Blue and will not do that. Nope. Not I. * looks around * Nosiree Bob * whistles * Plus no one would read it anyway.