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Here's chapter 27. Sorry for the wait. First week of school + Work? Not allot of time.
Seth squeezed Roman's hand gently, leaving it to the jock to tell Dean what their plan was, before he headed upstairs. He tapped gently on Phil's bedroom door, calling out.
"April, Phil?" he called.
"Go away Seth," April huffed, wrapping her arms tighter around Phil.
Phil sighed quietly as he wiggled out of April's grasp, ignoring her 'dominant' glare knowing they were equals now. He looked over at Seth and then back at April as he mumbled "I'll be outside." He didn't give April a chance to argue as he walked out of the room, down the stairs, ignoring April's friends as he went straight outside and closed the door; taking a seat on the porch steps.
"Do you have to interrupt us?" April asked, shaking her head at Seth. "Really?"
"It's supposed to be game night, and none of us have seen you," Seth told her. "Now we don't mind, but I thought I'd say goodnight before I took off." He turned on his heel and walked back downstairs, taking Roman's hand.
"You ready to go?" he asked.
Roman nodded as he led Seth outside to his car groaning when he saw Dean following. "Ugh…" He groaned.
April shook her head and walked downstairs, walking outside.
"You gonna come back up?" she asked Phil gently.
Phil sighed quietly as he looked away. "Are you done?" he asked softly.
"Done," April told him. "Let's go back upstairs."
Phil sighed softly as he stood up, silently walking up the stairs. "April? You gonna play games with us?" Bryan asked with a slight pout. Phil dropped his head and looked back at her. "Go ahead. Have fun." He told her quietly as he walked up the stairs and into his room; slipping into bed.
"Not tonight Bryan," April said with a soft smile as Bryan pouted but continued to play with Kaitlyn and Adam. "Next time ok?" She jogged up the stairs and slid into bed next to Phil, wrapping her arms around him.
Phil jumped slightly as he rolled over to see her. "What are you doing? Go hang with your friends. I'm fine. I promise." He told her softly, unable to resist cuddling into her embrace.
"They don't mind," April whispered. "I want to be here with you."
"Still" he whispered as he rested his head against her chest, breathing in her unique scent, feeling her arms tighten around him. "I love the way you hold me… especially when we're alone… I mean it's like…" Phil trailed off flushing as he shook his head.
"Like what baby?" she asked him.
Phil sighed and tightened his arms around her whispering "Like you're holding your… your world… like I actually mean something to someone…"
"You mean everything to me," April told him. "You are my world."
Phil snuggled closer to her whispering "You haven't even known me – known me that long… how could you possibly know that?" He asked softly.
"Because I don't have to know you for forever to know that I want to know you forever," April quipped.
"That's not even possible." Phil mumbled softly as he chewed his bottom lip. "You can't know me forever. One day I'll die… There's no such thing as forever… we just die and that's it. We're just dead…" He mumbled quietly, words that were not originally his own but had come to be his own.
"So we have forever until we die," April replied. "And then who knows what comes after that? No-one knows."
"Nothing comes after it. Bliss. You're just nothing… just dead… that's it." Phil mumbled with a sigh as he felt April's arms pulling him up, cupping his face and forcing him to look at her. "What?" He asked softly.
"That doesn't sound like your words love," April told him softly.
Phil met her eyes with a determined look. "They are my words, my feelings, my belief…" he whispered softly.
"Now they are, but they weren't before?" April suggested.
"Before doesn't matter… It's the here and now that counts." Phil mumbled, licking his suddenly dry lips.
"Before counts," April told him.
"No. No. Nothing matters but the here and now. You can't live in the past, hell if I lived in my past… it'd destroy me. More than it has." Phil whispered, his eyes flickering between April's eyes and her lips.
"Alright baby," April agreed easily, not wanting him to dwell.
"Let me get this clear," Seth said firmly, looking between the two of them as he leant against Roman's car. "I like both of you. I want both of you. I don't want to have favorites between you two. So can you please try and share me? Not get jealous or possessive over me."
Roman crossed his arms silently. "I'll try. That's it, but if he crosses the line… I will break one of his legs… and that… Dean, is a promise." He told him as he slipped into his car.
"Be nice," Seth scolded, sliding into the passenger seat as Dean slid into the back seat.
Roman only smirked as he started the car. "Your place right?" he asked Seth.
"Right," Seth agreed.
Roman nodded as he headed to Seth's house, feeling himself already leaking precum at the thought of what might take place as he stole glances of Seth and Dean.
"No partners next week," Kaitlyn announced, Adam nodding in agreement.
"I was going to try and get Glen to come though." Bryan pouted.
Well, then we can do a special partners game night," Kaitlyn chuckled. "Only games, no making out."
Bryan flushed as he continued playing. "Glen and I don't make out. That's you and Eve… Seth and his boys, I'm not sure about April and Phil…"
"Eve and I have more control though," Kaitlyn told him, chuckling.
"We can make them sit and play," Adam told him. "And not make out."
"Bull…" Bryan muttered, his pink tongue poking out of his mouth as he tried to concentrate. "Cause we did so well tonight huh?"
"There's something else going on tonight," Kaitlyn mused. "Hopefully next time there won't be anything to distract them.
"What do you mean?" Bryan asked, distracted.
"I don't know, but there seems to be something going on," Kaitlyn said, Adam nodding in agreement.
"Who knows…" Bryan mumbled quietly.
"It'll be alright," Adam said with a nod.
Phil closed his eyes and moved to the other side of the bed. "Yeah…" He mumbled quietly as he lay on his side facing away from April.
April curled up around him, resting her face in his hair quietly.
"You should… sleep in your own room." Phil forced out, biting his bottom lip.
"Nah, I wanna stay with you for a while," April told him. "I think I've gotten accustomed to a warm body next to me."
Phil closed his eyes whispering "I wasn't asking."
"Too bad," April said, smiling at him as she stroked his hair back.
"April." Phil argued softly, trying to stay firm with her.
"What?" she asked him.
"I'm serious." Phil whispered softly, trying to hold himself still.
"Why?" April asked.
Phil sighed. "I have to get used to sleeping alone again, I can't just go running to you all the time because I can't sleep." Phil whispered softly.
April brushed his hair back.
"Do you really want me to leave, or are you just trying to be strong?" she asked gently.
"What do you think…" Phil replied quietly, fighting the urge to lean back into April's touch.
"Strong," April decided.
Phil nodded silently as he felt April kiss his temple s she climbed out of his bed. "Night" He whispered timidly.
"If you need me, just text me," she whispered. "I'll just be downstairs."
Phil nodded waiting for her to leave as he hugged her pillow, trying to fall asleep.
April glanced at the door as she shut it behind her, walking down the stairs slowly.
Phil bit his lip, trying to sleep, knowing it probably wasn't going to happen. He knew he needed to try though; April wouldn't be around all the time.
Phil sighed softly as he lay there, letting the hours pass by, unable to fall asleep. He could hear April and her friends playing the PS3 downstairs. 'Stay strong Phil.' He told himself mentally.
"Who we talking about?" Bryan asked, clearly distracted.
"April and Phil," Kaitlyn chuckled.
"Oh. Yeah… April looked pissed and Phil looked kind of upset…" Bryan mumbled, as he fought a computer guy on Mortal Kombat.
"Yeah," Adam agreed, returning his attention to the game.
"Think Phil hurt her again?" Bryan asked as he glared at the screen telling him that he lost.
"Nah, I don't think so," Kaitlyn said, taking the controller.
"If he did…I'll make him my practice dummy." Bryan boasted.
"He hasn't hurt her, and if he has then I think we need to ask them about it first," Adam told him.
"Bull… I could just kick his ass…" Bryan answered with a bright smile as he watched Adam and Kaitlyn play.
"Remember what happened last time we jumped on him?" Kaitlyn asked absently. "He deserves the benefit of the doubt."
"Still… If he hurt April…" Bryan started as he crossed his arms over his chest defiantly.
"He didn't," Kaitlyn retorted. "I'm sure he didn't."
"Read this thing about abused kids growing up to be abusers themselves…" Bryan whispered as he glanced between Kaitlyn and Adam.
"Doesn't matter, AJ would smack him," Adam sighed, losing his own game.
"She cares about him too much." Bryan mumbled.
"She'd still not tolerate him hurting her," Kaitlyn replied.
"You never know though…" Bryan sighed. "Love and infatuation makes a person do crazy things."
"Not going to happen," Adam retorted.
"Anything can happen." Bryan muttered.
"He wouldn't hurt her," Kaitlyn repeated.
"Phil may seem meek… but you never know what… what…"Bryan cut himself off as he noticed April walking down the stairs. "He's capable of…" he mumbled out the end.
April raised an eyebrow at Kaitlyn, her friend shaking her head as she motioned for the brunette to take a seat.
"Here," she said, handing over her controller. April took it with a smile and began to play with a last glance up the stairs.
Bryan sighed softly. "How's Phil? Everything alright?"
"He's fine," April replied, the tip of her tongue poking out between her lips.
Bryan nodded. "Is he… 'grounded'?"
"No, he's tired," April retorted.
Bryan shrugged. "No he's antisocial." He muttered.
April ignored Bryan's words, focusing her attention on the game.
Bryan ignored the warning looks from Kaitlyn. "If he's hurting you, you'd tell us right?" He asked softly.
"He's not," AJ said firmly.
"April…" Bryan started softly.
"He's not dangerous Bryan," April said.
"See, told you," Kaitlyn told him. "It's all good."
Bryan nodded quietly as coughing was heard from upstairs. He glanced over at April to see the look of concern on her face.
"He's ok," April spoke, trying to convince herself as well.
"Go check on him if you want." Bryan mumbled as he stretched. Or you could always just bring him down here…"
"If he needs me, he'll text me," April told him.
Bryan snorted seeing Kaitlyn's smirk. "It's Phil. April."
"He feels he needs to stand on his own," April muttered. "If I go up there, he won't like it."
"Or maybe the moment you walk through that door he'll leap into your arms realizing that he doesn't have to go it alone." Bryan offered as he glanced at Kaitlyn and Adam seeing the two nodding.
April sighed and crept upstairs, pushing Phil's door open slightly.
Phil groaned and clutched the pillow April used, hoping her scent would put him at ease but as always, nothing worked…
April slipped into Phil's room, brushing her hair back nervously.
"Baby? Are you ok?" she asked softly.
Phil jumped visibly. "I-I'm fine. Just… trying to sleep." He lied quietly, keeping his back to her. "Go have fun. I'm tired of keeping you from your friends…"
"You don't keep me from them, don't be silly," April told him. "Just let me sit with you until you fall asleep?" She sat next to him, and rested a soft hand on his back.
Phil jumped slightly. "April… you're making this harder than it has to be…" He whispered softly, trying to keep his body still, trying not to tremble.
"You are," she retorted. "See, why don't we take me away from you gradually?"
"April… Please…" Phil whispered quietly as he rolled away from her. "I-I'll never be able to… survive if I continue to depend on you as much as I have."
"Gradually," she insisted. "Instead of all at once, ok? End game is the same."
"Give me one night. I'll live… let me try. I can't depend off you forever, I don't want to tempt you, it's hard enough." Phil insisted softly.
April stroked his hair. "Let me stay until you fall asleep," she whispered back. "After that, you're on your own. Promise."
"April… you don't understand…" Phil started as he sat up slowly. "I can't depend on you to be here every night I can't fall asleep" he whispered softly.
"So let me stay tonight, and tomorrow you can try on your own," she told him.
"April…" Phil sighed, trying to reason with his over protective girlfriend. "We need to come to a compromise. I have to try tonight. What do you want?" He asked softly trying to barter with her.
"I don't want anything," April sighed.
"April…" Phil mumbled as he sat further up. "What do you want?" he asked in a soft sigh.
April considered for a moment. "Come sit downstairs with me," she requested. "We can sit on the couch."
Phil bit his bottom lip. "Not if they're still here." He replied as he leaned back against the pillows.
"They just need to get to know you," April argued softly.
Phil snorted softly. "Oh yeah, so you've said before. They have quite the methods of doing just that don't they?" He groaned as he pretended to think. "Judging me without knowing a thing at all; jumping all over me and villainizing me, oh yeah, great job at getting to know me…" Phil hissed as he narrowed his eyes at April, being stubborn.
"Let them get to know you now," April suggested. "For me?"
"Why? I mean… after everything… Why should I?" Phil asked in a whispered tone, facing her.
"Because I want you to feel comfortable around my friends," April explained. "And the only way for that is for them to get to know you."
"They hate me." Phil argued softly. "I don't think that'll change in one night, April. I'm still waiting for them to blame me for every other bad thing that could or did happen to you… You stub your toe? It's Phil's fault. Everyone blame Phil…" He muttered with a sigh. He never noticed the figure at the door peeking through the crack.
Outside the door, Kaitlyn could feel her heart ache at the stress they had put Phil through. She hoped he did come downstairs, because all of them deserved to show him they were sorry.
"No baby, that's not true," April argued softly. "Just...come down for a little while. Please?"
"You go to school crying? Damn that Brooks for acting human." He mumbled quietly. "Depends…"
"On what baby?" she asked softly.
Phil bit his lip with a slight blush. "Besides sleeping alone… what do I get out of this huge favor?" He asked softly, avoiding her smirking face.
"Whatever you want," she promised him.
Phil blushed as he bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. "Okay. Fine…" He muttered, giving in and sliding off the bed, noticing the way April watched him. 'She wants to know what the favor is…' Phil thought to himself. "Come on." He urged softly.
Kaitlyn dashed back downstairs, noticing the two of them heading for the bedroom door as April followed Phil, curiosity playing over her face.
"What?" He asked softly turning to face her as they slowly walked down the stairs.
"Why are you doing this for me?" April asked. "I love that you are, I just don't understand why..."
"You said whatever I want." Phil replied quietly as he allowed April to lead him into the now hushed front room. April led him over to a couch that was empty; patting the spot next to her after she sat. Phil lay down, resting his head across her firm thighs, feeling her stroking his hair softly as April and Kaitlyn started talking.
Kaitlyn handed the controller over to AJ, the brunette glancing down at Punk.
"You want a go?" she asked, offering it to him.
Phil shook his head silently. "I'm okay." He whispered as he got comfortable to watch April play.
"Alright," April agreed, beginning to play her game.
Phil sighed as he closed his eyes when he felt all of her friends watching him, trying to focus on April and her game.
"You don't like games Phil?" Adam asked, tilting his head.
Phil ignored him, pretending like he didn't hear him; not really wanting to interact with any of them.
"Be nice," April whispered to him, smiling warmly.
"I am…" He grunted back, watching April annihilate one of the guys.
April shook her head fondly, giving her attention to the game.
Phil felt his eyes fighting to stay open, hearing April cursing as she was attacked; Kaitlyn, Bryan and Adam cheering her on.
April glanced down at Phil, before returning her attention to her game once she noticed he was falling asleep. Phil completely zoned out, feeling safe next to April, not even hearing the loud game or talking.
"Sleep," she murmured down to him.
Phil completely passed out as April passed the controller. He subconsciously felt her stroking his hair back as he fell further into bliss.
April combed out a tangle with her fingers as she tried to soothe Punk further into sleep.
"Looks like you finally got him off," Kaitlyn said softly, smiling at her friend. April nodded and cupped the back of Punk's head gently.
Phil whimpered in his sleep, snuggling closer to April, looking for that warmth and comfort, reaching out for the things he forbid himself of in the waking world.
"I got you babe," April cooed, stroking his hair. "It's okay." Her friends watched on with a soft look in their eyes, not judging either of them.
Phil sighed softly, relaxing at her touch, surrendering himself to her.
"He's much more relaxed asleep," Kaitlyn observed, smiling a half smile at April. The brunette nodded at her best friend, stroking her boyfriend's blonde hair back gently.
As the two talked, Phil made quiet moans of contentment, leaning into April's touch, unlike in the waking world how he pulled away from her. April stroked his hair, and let herself drift off into thought.
Phil didn't know how long he'd been out of it, but when he woke up, April was gently nudging him, and Bryan and Adam were both gone, leaving himself, April and Kaitlyn. April had ushered him off upstairs as Kaitlyn faced her with a perplexed look on her face. Phil hid just out of view to listen to their convo, trembling when he heard Kaitlyn ask April about D/s.
"So have you claimed him?" Kaitlyn asked. "Cause honestly April, the way you two were acting makes me think yes."
"We talked about it," April admitted honestly. "But Kait, we're only 16. We're not ready for something like that. We're not ready for something so serious, especially not with Phil's family situation right now."
"Sounds like you've really thought about this," Kaitlyn said softly. "Which is good April." Her friend smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears.
"You should get back to your Eve," she said, linking arms with Kaitlyn. "Make sure she's ok."
"Yeah, I really wish that she'd come with me," Kaitlyn sighed, letting her friend change the subject.
"You two should talk about coming over for dinner one night," April suggested, opening the front door. "Mom and Dad are going away for the weekend this week, so Phil and I are on our own."
"I'd love to come, I'll talk to Eve," Kaitlyn agreed. She hugged April, and took her leave. Once AJ had shut the door, she smiled to herself.
"You can come out now baby," she called to Punk.
Phil swallowed hard, staying hidden as he silently crept into the bedroom, laying down as though he were there the whole time.
AJ walked into Phil's bedroom and sat on the bed next to him. "I know you were listening," she told him. "Did you think I told Kait too much?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Phil mumbled with a yawn.
"Alright," AJ agreed, stroking his hair back. "Do you want me to leave?"
Phil leaned back against the bed. "Honestly… I'm not quite sure what I want anymore." He replied softly, studying April.
"Well make your decision, and then let me know," she promised, stroking his hair.
"I guess I'll just… head to bed…" Phil mumbled as he got comfortable. "Good night April." He mumbled with a soft sigh.
April simply kept running her fingers through his hair, hoping to soothe him a little.
Phil sighed softly. "See you in the morning." He murmured pursing his lips.
"Alright baby," she agreed, kissing his cheek. "I'm right down the hall if you need me."
Phil pulled her to him, kissing her lips gently. "I'll be fine." He whispered softly, though it sounded as though he were trying to convince himself more so than her.
"Alright," April agreed, nodding. "But if you need anything, I'll be there."
Phil nodded silently panicking as she walked out of his room and down the hall. "April?" He called softly.
"Yeah babe?" April asked, poking her head back into the room.
Phil sighed and closed his eyes. "Good night." He mumbled softly, losing his will.
"Night baby," April said, seeing his loss of will. "If you need me..." She pulled away and leant against the wall beside the door frame.
Phil bit his bottom lip and nodded his head as he turned on his side, closing his eyes.
"So you want me to suck you off first?" Seth asked shyly, blushing lightly.
Roman chuckled quietly. "Seth… you do whatever you feel comfortable with baby." He replied softly.
Seth blushed and glanced over his shoulder at Dean.
"He's right sexy," Dean said, with a slight wink.
Roman pulled up at Seth's house as they all three got out of the car, walking up the drive way. They waited until Seth let them in, leading them to his bedroom. Roman smirked as he sat on Seth's bed.
"You get the first move." Roman spoke.
Dean joined Roman and sat next to him.
"Are you going to start fighting if I leave you alone for a moment?" Seth asked quietly.
Roman smirked. "Depends on how long you take." He answered.
Seth rolled his eyes and slid into his ensuite, stripping down to his underwear and chewing on his lip nervously. He wasn't the most buff guy, and he hoped that his lean form would be attractive enough to the other boys.
"God… you take forever and Dean is going out the damn window." Roman threatened teasingly.
"Kindly refrain from threatening him," Seth yelled, taking a deep breath and standing in the doorway. Dean stayed quiet, not wanting to accidentally provoke Roman.
Roman shrugged his jacket off. "Damn Seth!" He whistled as he gazed at the slender boy. "Wow…" He whispered in awe. "You're even more gorgeous in your underwear…" He smirked as he motioned for the boy to come closer.
Seth blushed and crept closer to Roman.
Roman pulled Seth in his lap, kissing him breathless. "Damn." he whispered.
"Damn," Seth breathed in agreement, breathing heavily.
Roman laid Seth back on the bed as he kissed down his body, stopping at his boxers; looking up at him.
Seth nodded with a soft blush.
Roman eased them down, glancing over at Dean. "Not joining are we?"
"You two are super-hot together," Dean smirked. "Rather just watch."
"Get your ass up here." Roman snapped.
"Yes sir," Dean said, crawling up the bed.
Roman sneered at him. "Stop Ambrose or you will go through that window." He warned.
"Stop what?" Dean asked innocently.
"You know what… Shut up and suck his cock." Roman ordered.
"I thought you were sucking it," Seth said shyly, with a slightly devious smirk.
"I will." Roman replied with a slight blush. "After him."
"I don't think I can get it up twice," Seth squeaked quietly.
Roman smiled softly. "Oh you will." He replied as he swiped his tongue over the tip of Seth's cock, Dean swooping in and swallowing Seth whole.
"Ohhhh!" Seth moaned, his hands going straight to Dean's hair as the blonde bobbed up and down on his cock.
Roman stripped down, sitting back on his hunches as he watched Dean and Seth go at it. "How's that feel Seth?" He asked with a soft smile playing on his lips.
"Good...so good..." Seth moaned out.
Roman smiled as simply watched the two boys go at it. Seth groaned and tugged Dean's hair, the blonde moaning around his cock.
Roman tugged Dean off Seth's cock and took over, licking the tip almost shyly. "I'll be honest with you Seth. I've had allot of head… but this is my first time actually giving head. So don't kill me, alright?" He asked teasingly.
Seth moved his hands to Roman's long dark locks and smiled shyly down at him. "Okay," he agreed.
Roman smiled as he gently eases Seth's thick cock down his throat, gagging forcefully when Dean shoved his head down on Seth's length. Roman pulled off coughing violently.
Seth reached out and smacked Dean's arm. "Don't you force him like that," he scolded. Dean chuckled softly and ignored his words.
Roman slowly took Seth back in his mouth, taking his time to suck and lick at the tip. Roman hear Dean mutter something about 'Seth needing a real blow job' just before he felt Dean's hand on the base of his neck, shoving his head up and down on Seth's cock. Roman gagged violently around Seth, his eyes watering as Dean forced him to bob his head; feeling Seth moaning and gasping in pleasure underneath him. The only sounds in the room were Roman's gags, Seth's gasps of pleasure and Dean's cackling.
"Stop it, you're hurting him!" Seth yelled, jerking away from Roman as soon as he realized what was going on. "Stop it!"
Roman coughed as Dean snickered. "Fucking jackass!" he hissed.
"Don't do that!" Seth snapped. "It's not fair."
"He does it to me," Dean retorted.
"I don't care, not again," Seth glared at the both of them.
"He likes it though… I've never done this before!" Roman argued hoarsely.
"Not again," Seth said, Dean shrugging a shoulder in reply.
Roman slowly took Seth back into his mouth, slowly working up the courage to take more and more inside his mouth. He bobbed his head, taking in what he could, letting out a grunt when he felt Dean grabbing at his ass, tugging his jeans and boxers down in the back. He shivered when he heard the sound of Dean's belt being unbuckled, his jeans coming down… He didn't want to ruin Seth's pleasure though; so instead of pulling off to tell Dean off, he continued sucking Seth's cock.
Seth looped his fingers in Roman's long hair and tugged him up. "You ask permission before you fuck anyone," he scolded Dean. "Roman, do you want him to fuck you?" Dean rolled his eyes and waited for Roman's answer impatiently.
Roman glared at Dean, panting. "Not really."
"Then Dean, get up here and kiss me," Seth demanded. The blonde grinned and crawled up the bed, claiming Seth's lips and kissing him breathless.
Roman shivered when he felt Seth's hand rest gently on his neck, silently asking for him to resume sucking him. Roman took Seth back in his mouth, sucking hard on the groaning boy.
"God..." Seth moaned as Dean began nipping down his throat. He caressed the back of Roman's head, and gently pushed him down further.
Roman gagged and pulled off, taking a breaker before starting again.
"Don't hurt yourself," Seth told Roman, his fingers holding onto Dean's hair as the other boy nibbled on his throat. "Just take what you can handle."
Roman flushed shamefully, slowly taking what little he could of Seth.
"It's okay," Seth soothed, stroking Roman's hair back. "You'll get better at it, I'm sure you will."
Roman sighed as he heard Dean snort; continuing to suck on Seth.
"Hush," Seth scolded, pinching Dean. "Rome, just take what you can and slowly try more. Only if you want."
Roman sighed as he followed Seth's instruction, still blushing with shame at having Dean laughing at him; even if it was only mentally.
"Tilt your head," Dean instructed, grasping Roman's hair and using it to tug his head into the right position. "That shouldn't irritate your gag reflex as much."
Roman gagged and pulled off of Seth's cock, his eyes watering slightly. He glanced up to see that Seth had worked Dean's jeans down, his hand wrapped around Dean's leaking shaft.
"You done down there?" Dean moaned. "Should I get him off, since you're so inadequate?" Seth scraped his nails over the head of Dean's cock, the kinky bastard moaning in pleasure instead of pain.
Roman started stroking Seth, sucking on the tip as he avoiding looking up, trying to make Seth cum.
"God baby, so good," Seth moaned, bucking his hips lightly.
Roman continued on, moaning around Seth, knowing that the vibrations had to feel great on Seth's cock. He sucked harder, tightening his hand around Seth, pulling off to lick up and down the sides of it; adding lubrication as he went back to sucking on the tip and stroking the rest.
"Feels so good baby," Seth groaned, gripping Roman's hair in his fists as he came down the brunette's throat.
Roman gagged on Seth's cum, not expecting it, as he choked it down the best he could, listening to Seth's soft cries and moans of pleasure. He slowly eased off of Seth, leaning up to kiss his head before he stormed out of the room and down the stairs; leaving Dean and Seth behind, still embarrassed at Dean's rude remarks.
"Go apologize to him," Seth panted, taking his hand away from Dean. "You were mean to him." Dean sighed and walked downstairs, knowing that he had been too mean to Roman
Roman sat in his car; his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel so tight that his usually tan knuckles were as white as Stephan's pale skin, his eyes stinging, his pride hurt.
"Should I get him off, since you're so inadequate?"
Those cruel words were ringing and repeating in his head over and over again. Maybe he was inadequate, after all he damn sure wasn't as good as Dwayne and in his parents' eyes; he never would be no matter how hard he worked or tried. Now between himself and Dean, he could never please Seth as well as Dean. It was his first time giving head, true, but still the combination of his failure and Dean's words cut him pretty deep.
He sighed as he started his car intending to just leave considering he did what he promised he would do.
"Don't be stupid," Dean snapped, yanking the car door open. He'd snagged his boxers on the way out the door and he wasn't planning on letting Roman just leave. "Get back in there."
"Fuck you Ambrose" He snapped back lowly as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
"Seth wants you in there, so come back in," Dean said. "I'm sorry for what I said, I didn't mean it."
"If you didn't mean it… you wouldn't have it. Maybe I am inadequate. Maybe you're right… but it was my first time… Either way… this proved why it's always a mistake to talk to anyone and trust them not to use what you say as a weapon to harm you. Maybe it's better to stay silent." Roman muttered quietly. "If being 'stupid' makes me human… whatever."
"Stop talking like that," Dean snapped, switching Roman's car off and yanking the keys from the ignition. "I didn't mean what I said as a way of hurting you. I just don't always think before I speak, and I thought that it might inspire you to try and deep throat him again." He grasped Roman's wrist and tugged, not moving the bigger boy much.
"Just get the fuck inside, Seth wants you there." He turned on his heel and walked back into Seth's house, Roman's car keys dangling from his fingers.
"Oh really… I'm not having this shit… nuh uhh…" Roman snapped as he got out and locked his car manually, storming after Dean, and grabbing his wrist.
He slugged Dean in the mouth, hissing "Well we can't all be good cock suckers now can we? I guess that's a case of mother like Son!" He hissed as he snatched his keys away from the seething Dean.
"What the fuck are you on?" Dean snapped back, slugging Roman back. "How dare you act like that!"
"You fucking started this shit!" Roman hissed, gritting his teeth as he turns around heading for the door.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Seth snapped from the top of the stairs. Dean rubbed his jaw, and looked away silently.
Roman sighed as he held up his keys. "Nothing Seth, I was just leaving." He mumbled as he dropped his head and took a step towards the door.
"Both of you, upstairs now," Seth growled. "You too Roman." Dean rolled his eyes and walked upstairs, yelping when Seth smacked him round the back of his head.
"What's that for?" he exclaimed, glaring at the other boy.
"I'm sure this is partly your fault," Seth snapped. "Move it."
Roman sighed; dropping his head and following Seth back up the stairs silently. "Seth… Please… I just need to be alone right now; I really don't need this…" He mumbled with a sigh.
"No, you don't need to brood all alone," Seth told him. He reached out and took one of Roman's hands, and squeezed it gently.
"You need to be around people who care about you, and who want you for you," he told Roman. "And me and Dean, however stupid the things that may come out of his mouth might be, we want you. Not Dwayne, not some perfect boy. But you."
"No. I need to leave… Dean just… he told me the truth… It's something I'll have to accept." Roman mumbled noticing the way Seth glared at Dean who wore a guilty look on his face.
"About you being inadequate?" Seth asked. "Rome, it was your first time. You're allowed to be not perfect. You'll get better with practice, and besides you managed to get me off just fine." Dean stayed quiet in the background, hoping he wouldn't have to step into the conversation again.
"Look Seth… It's… I'm fine alright, I'm tired. I'm going home." Roman mumbled with a sigh.
"No, you're not going home," Seth sighed. He tugged Roman into his bedroom, pushing the jock down onto his bed. "If you're tired, then okay. We could all use a nap. But you need to get comfortable with the both of us, so you may as well stay." He curled up against Roman's side, Dean hesitantly laying on Seth's other side after a moment.
"Seth." Roman groaned as he sat up. "I can't." He whispered. "I can't."
"Why not?" Seth growled.
"You know why." Roman told him flatly.
"I really don't," Seth snapped. "All I know, is that the two of you got into a fight and started punching each other."
"You heard what he said… What I told you tonight… Come on Seth… You're smart." Roman growled as he crossed his arms watching the light bulb go on in Seth's head as he put two and two together.
"Oh baby, don't be silly," Seth cooed, straddling Roman's hips. "You're exactly right for us. You're strong, and protective of me. And you can control Dean, and fuck him exactly the way he wants. You're the perfect fit for us, right Dean?"
"Yeah," Dean grunted. "Just stop overthinking shit, I didn't mean it that way. I told you that already."
Roman shrugged and looked away knowing that no matter what they said those would echo in the back of his head.
"Stop thinking," Seth soothed, pushing gently at Roman's shoulders until he obediently lay back. "Just let us make you feel good." Dean moved as Seth motioned him over, kneeling beside Roman and beginning to unbutton his pants.
"Sex isn't going to make me feel good. Nothing will." Roman snapped.
"We're not having sex," Seth sighed, stretching out along Roman's body and claiming his lips in a firm kiss. "We're just going to lie here, and prove to you that you're just perfect for us." Dean tugged the jocks jeans off, and lay beside him, tangling his fingers in the long dark hair.
Roman flinched away, glaring at him. "Yeah. Not going to help either." He muttered.
"Stop flinching," Seth scolded. "See, you're not comfortable around Dean. Just relax baby."
"With good reason!" Roman snapped as he shoved Dean's hands away.
"I know," Seth said, ignoring the look of hurt on Dean's face. "But I want to be in a relationship with both of you, so you need to get comfortable with him touching you, with him being around you. If he promises to watch his mouth, can you try and relax? For me?"
"Seth… I'm… I'm hurt okay. It's not going to be easy." Roman told him softly.
"I know it won't baby," Seth assured him. "I just want you to try. Just let him touch you, nothing sexual."
"Seth." Roman warned lowly.
"Fine," Seth muttered. He got off Roman and moved to stare out his window, resting his forehead on the window pane. "Don't either of you bother showing up to take me to the dance. If you can't get along, I'd rather stay here alone before heading to my mom's this weekend."
"Seth… Are you serious… Excuse the fuck out of me for being human and having actual feelings! I didn't realize that being a jock meant I had to be a Neanderthal!" Roman hissed as he stood up, heading for the door.
"You're so unwilling to even try," Seth snapped, finally losing his temper. "You have this feeling like you always have to be perfect, like you don't have a place. We're giving you a place to belong, where you don't have to be anyone but yourself. You don't have to be perfect with us; you just have to be you. Dean and I, we have problems too. But we're willing to give this relationship a real try. We don't care about what your family wants from you, we just want Roman. And you're so unwilling to even try and give us yourself." Seth let out a choked sob, and pressed his face against the cold window pane.
"I hate going to see my mom," he forced out past the lump in his throat. "Every time I go, I end up coming home feeling worse than I did before. I need your support just as much as Dean needs ours, and as much as you need ours. But you just want to live in your little world, where you're the only one who gets to feel bad. No matter what Dean said to you, you had no right to swing at him and no right to call his mother a whore." Dean started to speak, but Seth cut him off.
"I don't care that technically she is," he said, softening his tone and shooting an apologetic look at Dean. "But Roman, you have to give us something here. Give us something to make us believe that you want to be with us." He fell silent, and waited to see what Roman would do.
Roman grit his teeth. "Seth your mother may be terrible but you have a father that loves you. Dean's mother does what she feels is necessary to earn money. My parents? They don't give a fucking damn about me! Because I'm not Dwayne. They call me a fuck up, amongst other things… hearing that same shit… how do you think I honestly feel?" Roman asked as he faced the door.
"Actually, my mom does what she feels is necessary to buy coke," Dean spoke up. "I work down at the local deli on weekends to earn money for food."
"Your parents may not give a damn about you, but we do," Seth protested. "And once you're out of high school, you're off to college where you can do what you like. Once you're in college baby, you don't have to listen to them. You don't have to do what they want; it's up to you what you do. You can prove to your parents that they were wrong about you. We already know that they're wrong."
Roman shook his head without saying a word. "I just…" He shrugged, at a loss.
"Just stop being stubborn, and let us care about you without feeling like we're about to get punched in the face," Dean said, seeing Seth was at a loss for words. "Just try and have a relationship with us, if you do want a relationship with us."
"Like you don't deserve to get punched?" Roman hissed as he crossed his arms.
"I usually deserve to get punched," Dean quipped. "But give me some warning first."
"Oh? Why should I!?" Roman scoffed. "It's not like you gave me a warning before you slapped me in the face with those remarks. I told you something in good faith and you… you turned that into ammunition against me. You knew it'd hurt. Don't lie and bullshit saying that you didn't." He hissed glaring at Dean.
"I didn't even think of it," Dean protested. "I may be many things, but I'm not one to intentionally hurt others that way."
"Bullshit!" Roman spat. "You reminded me why I don't trust anyone enough to let them close enough to hurt me. The reason I keep others at arm's length…" He hissed.
"Will you two please stop arguing for just a minute?" Seth asked with a sigh, crawling into bed. "Anyone joining me?" Dean grinned and got comfortable next to the brunette, both of them staring at Roman.
"Probably see you at school tomorrow." Roman mumbled as he turned on his heel and left the room.
Seth started to go after Roman, until Dean captured his wrist. "We can't force him to stay with us," he said softly. "He has to come to us on his own." Seth sighed and settled back into bed, leaning against Dean.
Roman climbed in his car and drove home, trying not to think about Seth or Dean.
"I'm worried..." Seth murmured, Dean pulling him closer.
"About what baby?" he asked. He began to run his fingers through the brunette hair, kissing his forehead softly.
"Because he's gone off to be on his own, while we're here, and you're being all nice instead of sleazy," Seth retorted, Dean chuckling in response.
"He's just...not all that secure in himself," Dean said, hesitating over choosing the right words. "But I'll go to his place tomorrow, get ready to go to the dance. You just wait outside; we'll come and pick you up."
"Make sure you behave," Seth begged, Dean nodding in response.
"I will baby, don't worry," he promised.
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