I do not own Roman, Dean, Sika, Patricia, any member of the Anoa'i family, WWE, Aerosmith or any of their music, just playing with the names! As as usual this is FANTASY, none of this reflects on the real lives of the above mentioned people!
Waking to a strong hand gliding down his body and a mouth nuzzling his neck, Dean moaned in delight. Grey eyes looked into his lovingly, then hot lips brushed gently across his mouth before he felt that hot, wicked tongue tracing around his lips. The heat of the hand traveling around his body made him shiver, the gestures were not sexual at first, just affectionate. Moaning at the delight he felt at Roman's touch, Dean reached out to run his hand down the older man's hip and thigh in return.
Gently, Roman's tongue flicked at his mouth and sought entrance, oh god that was so sweet! Dean gave into the tender gesture, allowing the searching muscle to tease with his and tangle as they kissed. Slowly moving to pin Dean onto his back, Roman kissed him deeply, stroking his body gently, making warm ripples radiate through the younger man, provoking soft moans of delight. Big hands trailed down his torso, across his belly and worked downward.
Immediately Dean felt twinges in his groin at the thought that Roman would slide his hand down even further. The soft chuckle as Roman's hand grazed Dean's quickly stiffening cock had a wicked edge to it. If anyone knew how quick and easy it was to stir him up sexually, it was the man now wrapping his hand around Dean's growing flesh. Feeling his ear lobe being sucked on before a nip startled him, the ginger-blond felt his eyes rolling.
"God Ro you know that drives me crazy!" The older man only laughed softly then made a trail of soft bites from Dean's ear lobe, down his neck and across his shoulder as that big hand firmly took hold of him and began to move slowly.
"Who does this belong to?" The deep purr made Dean's cock twitch.
"You Ro! Only you!"
"Very good!"
"Who do you belong to, every single inch?"
"You Ro, YOU! No one else, EVER!"
"That's it baby, that was exactly what I wanted to hear." Gray eyes looked down at what his hand was doing. "I love that you keep your body so soft and hairless, especially down here. I think it's time you get it done again, I love my belongings to be well taken care of." He nipped Dean's neck again, right as Dean's hand was closing around him. "We can get it done tomorrow right after the scan." Dean nodded.
"Whatever you want Ro, just..oh god yeah! Keep that up!" Grasping Roman's large organ, he stroked it, loving the feel of the hot throbbing girth in his hand.
"Good answer baby boy! I think we're just gonna play like this right now. I'm not gonna want to have to stop loving on your sweet ass if we start that now. We need something now that is quick, but is good enough, to get us through until after dinner with you nice and calm. Then I'm gonna bang you hard!" There was something cryptic in that, but as he was stroked perfectly, Dean moaned loudly, rolling his eyes, and nodded, he'd ask about it later.
A wonderful scent wafted in, Mmmm! Roman nodded with a smile as their eyes met.
"While you were sleeping, I went in to see my mom, she's cooking like a maniac and Dinner will be an Italian Masterpiece! She usually likes to eat around 6, I'm pretty sure we don't have enough time to get all wild and crazy, and clean up, so it's quickie time!" The strokes on his cock increased in speed, Dean tried to match the motions he was feeling for Roman. Both men were beginning to dribble pre-cum, the pearly essence glistening in the light of the candles Roman usually had flickering away on the nightstands.
Small teasing wafts of delectable smells of food being prepared, was slightly distracting for the both of them, but the closeness of one another and the wicked touches overrode the distraction. So close together, there was only enough room between them to stroke each other while rubbing their bodies against one another.
This was the first thing they had done sexually together, it was kind of special to Dean. It wasn't but a couple weeks ago, something happened in the locker room and the heat exploded between them. They were a couple that was meant to be and to hell with those that didn't like it! That big hand milking his cock had begun to move faster and was gripping him harder, son of a bitch he loved that! Moaning Roman's name over and over, thrusting into the hand that stroked him, stroking the big man back in return, he whimpered at Roman's coaxing him on.
"Come on baby boy, your close, I can feel it! Come on, let go!" Feeling the sensation of his balls tightening and the quickly rising intensity, he moved quicker with his jerking on Roman's heat. Hearing the deep moan from his lover, feeling the mouth latch on to his neck and suck hard, watching the eruption from Roman as long jets of creamy release exploded, Dean lost it, his own climax immediate. Jerking rapidly on one another as they came together, kissing sloppily and wildly, moaning each others names. If he had to rate this round Dean would have called it one of the most satisfying.
Resting briefly, the two cleaned up the room in case they were invaded later on, took a quick shower, then put on clean shirts and made themselves presentable for the inspection they would no doubt get from Patricia and the others, especially the others. One of the company make-up girls had given Roman some cover up to help Dean put on so their private life could remain just that.
They were flipping through the television channels around 5:40 when Roman's phone alerted with a message.A text from Roman's sister warned the two men that dinner would be served in about 20 minutes, so...be ready! They looked at each other and laughed. Right on time! At 5:56 when Patricia knocked on the doors that joined the homes, then opening them, calling out that it was supper time, then again she was heard calling out apparently to other areas of her home. The call caused a stampede that headed towards the outdoor patio they were to eat on. Roman kept Dean safe in the melee and steered him to some seats that were safest for the recovering man after both gave and got kisses and hugs from Roman's parents
Helping Dean to what he could manage easily and discreetly slipping not so manageable things after they had been made manageable onto the younger man's plate, Roman sat beside his lover watching his family with amusement as he listened to the chatter around them while keeping an eye on Dean. Dean was focused on trying to eat carefully and not make a mess. The spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread were always the best Dean had ever eaten, and after being coaxed to eat more than he probably should have, he joined the others in watching the kids play around and burn off some energy before they all said good night.
Tonight had been great until a cousin asked detailed questions about the ginger-blond's injury, surgery, and recovery. At that point, all the worries he had pushed away came rushing back to Dean and the fretting over tomorrow began again. Someone else asked if it was true he and Roman were now dating and he felt a nervous tremor. Roman shut the conversations down with a couple terse words in Samoan. Fiddling with the remainder of his dessert, knowing he was being watched, Dean suddenly felt very uncomfortable and was unable to look up and meet the gaze of anybody around.
When Roman excused the both of them, Patricia, Sika and a few others hugged both of them and said good night. Dean was feeling down and draggy by the time they were in Roman's area. Roman asked a couple questions about how he was doing. Dean felt bad that all he managed was a grunt and a couple debatable sounds that could have been a yes or a no. Roman had hugged him, cuddled him and said everything was going to be okay, he promised it would be and kissed Dean's temple then took up his hand.
Leading Dean by the hand until they were safe and inside his quiet bedroom again, away from the noise from outside. Roman opened his computer and played around for a minute. A song began to play as he stood away from the electronic device. The candles were lit, the scene was encouraging serious romance, especially when Roman undid the bun his hair was in, and pulled away the ponytail holder and shook his head to let his long hair free. Dean's breath caught as he watched him. Damn that man was so beautiful! He watched Roman approach, smiling and opening his arms.
"Dance with me baby," the soft request made the Ohioan blush and shuffle his feet nervously as the song began to get louder
"Aw Ro!" Dean mumbled. "You know I can't dance worth a crap!" Roman shook his head, and kept reaching for him.
"This isn't about skill or talent, this is you and me, our bodies moving together, and feeling good. Now come on!" Fidgeting and knowing he had no real choice, Dean moved forward, not very happy about it. Big arms wrapped around him and hot lips kissed his. The big body, so close that when it moved, it moved him. In seconds he was swaying with Roman, swaying to the music. While being kissed so sweetly, and holding him tight, Dean was forgetting about his discomfort over his lack of skills while dancing.
"That's it baby, you're doing just fine!" Roman nuzzled his neck then kissed him again. Moving slowly to the song Roman had chosen, the two men locked eyes a couple of times, staring into each others eyes, getting lost in the moment. Kisses were as slow and smooth as the music. Hands caressed affectionately. A couple of soft laughs escaped each as they cuddled. The almost five minute song and being so close with Roman greatly improved Dean's mood and he was feeling world's better as the song faded out.
After their slow dance, Roman began to help Dean as they shed their clothing. Taking something out of his back pocket, Roman held it up to show his lover the colorful packet that had 'chocolate sauce' written on it. Dean's eyes widened as he looked at the big man.
"You snagged that from the counter?" Roman laughed. "Summer should have been paying attention to what she was doing. By the time she was done with that cake, it was too late to use it for what she should have used it for, so I thought we could find a way to make sure it wasn't wasted." Blue eyes met Gray and wicked grins lit the faces of the two men.
"Sooo, what did you have in mind Ro?" Dean licked his lips. Wrapping his big arms around his younger partner, the big Samoan grabbed the jean-clad ass of the man he loved.
"I have a few ideas baby boy..."
Thank you for reading. :) xoxox
P.S. : The song I had in mind which Roman and Dean were dancing to was Aerosmith's 'I don't want to miss a thing.' I thought it was perfect song. :)
