Hello, lovely readers!
Hope you are all well and ready for another chapter! The lovers are finally reunited after months of being apart and it was oh-so-sweet. I loved writing that chapter. But now they get their real reunion. This chapter is rated M.
Espeon44 – They will have a disagreement eventually
49ers – Thanks for the review
Wolves22 – As stated several times, Roman is married to Galina in this story
Jaguars5 – None of those wrestlers are included in this story
Tantoune – Awww thank you! I know it was cheese filled but it was needed. And if you want smut, keep on reading lol
44 – I have no plans for that
Caz21 – Aww thanks! That's lovely of you to say. I'm so glad you're enjoying it!
Guest – Thanks for the review
Angelsdee327 – Lol! Perhaps if this had been a few months earlier, he'd have found solace in another woman. But he's totally hooked on Lydia, there's no other woman he wants.
Ambrose-kohli-girl – The job is the best news she could have got. And yes, she is finally back with her man. And it's about to get even hotter
Mandy – To her, Seth is home. After everything they've been through, her heart lies with this man. And after being away from him for so long, she finds the ultimate comfort with him.
Lilygirl95 – Thanks!
KaylsDaughterOfHades – Haha! I could never do that to Lydia. Seth was never going to find another woman. For him, it will always be her. To me, it was a scene where words weren't needed. Everything was conveyed through a look or an action, both of them understanding how the other felt without anything needing to be said.
Dawnie-7 – I love Lydia's friendship with Roman. He's like her big brother! She's in a very good place right now with her job and being reunited with her man.
Jen122 – Thank you so much!
Ambroserollinsgirl – Well you'll find out in this chapter what happens in Seth's hotel room
Raquel the writer – Thank you!
Rkosgirl1 – He's smitten with her! And now we know she is with him too. And thank you, I really appitiate you saying that. OCs can be really hard to get right without them being too unrealistic or Mary Sue. So I hope I manage to get the balance right where they seem good three dimensional characters
Guest – Seth was just shocked at seeing her and couldn't stop staring lol. I too look forward to the day where they don't have to sneak around, but there will be a lot of drama before that happens!
Saintsrow10 – She did! She's finally admitted she's in love
Wwetnagirl – She will be telling him soon. Don't you worry
Haha95 – Thank you!
Grrlygrrl – I already have everything planned out for how Dean will react.
MizzHellKat – He does! Lydia is the one person who breaks Seth down. And if you get cuddles, I want them too!
Guest - I've never really considered making a story where the main character isn't an OC because I love creating new characters. But if I were to do one, I'd probably ship Sasha Banks with someone as she's my favourite female wrestler. Or perhaps Becky and Finn.
MsConCon - Lydia has finally seen the light and admitted what us readers and writers have known all along. She loves him! It's only taken 35 chapters lol! This chapter is definitely the aftermath from their meeting at the club. It will be sweet, intimate, and everything they need.
This chapter is named after 'Three Words' by Cheryl
Lydia Ambrose's Point Of View
I estimated it was around midnight when the celebrations finally died down and we all headed back to our hotel for the night. Most of us were exhausted as we clambered into the mini bus we'd ordered from a local cab service, Renee falling asleep as she rested her head on Dean's shoulder, Roman yawning every two minutes as the vehicle travelled down the street.
But I was wide awake, I wasn't exhausted in the slightest, I was ready to stay up for hours and hours and hours, excitement and adrenaline coursing through my veins as we edged closer and closer to our destination.
I was heading towards Seth and that very fact was the one thing keeping me going.
Yes, my feet were hurting, and I wanted nothing more than to get out of the heels that were slowly blistering my feet, but all this was worth it to be able to spend the evening with the man I'd missed above any other. I'd take any punishment my body wanted to give me in order to lie next to that man tonight.
My hands were wringing with anticipation as they lay in my lap, my eyes watching every street light that passed us by, wishing they'd go by faster.
I had not expected to see him at the club. I honestly expected tonight to just be an evening with my cousin and my friends, a time to reconnect, catch up and enjoy ourselves as just the five of us. And it had been that for most of the night. But then I'd hit that dance-floor and I'd seen him standing there and everything just fell into place again.
It wasn't what I'd planned, and my surprise visit to his room wasn't going ahead in the way I'd wanted it to, but it didn't matter. If plans were meant to be broken, I was glad it was in this way.
I was home, he knew I was home, and now I didn't want to leave his side.
I loved him. I completely and utterly fucking loved him. And I was staying with him forever.
The mini bus pulled up at the hotel and the driver was paid as we got out. The warm hotel lobby was a drastic change to the brisk cold air as we stepped into the building, the five of us heading to the elevator. No one really spoke as we rode it up to our floor, everyone far too tired or drunk to start up a conversation.
We finally got to our floor, and as Roman and Galina bid us goodnight and walked to their room, Dean turned to me and embraced me in a big hug, my lips unable to hide a smile as I hugged him back. I knew my big cousin had had a drink or two whilst out and this meant he got very loving and touchy.
"I'm so glad you're back," he said, squeezing me tightly. "I've fucking missed you, Lydia. We all have."
"I've missed you too, Dean," I chuckled, patting him on the back as I held him.
"Just happy to know you're here to stay," he grinned as he pulled away.
"I'm not going anywhere, don't worry," I said as I turned to Renee. "Make sure he gets to bed alright."
"I always do," she replied, embracing me in a hug of my own. "Sleep well and we'll see you tomorrow."
"Will do," I said as she slipped her arm around Dean's waist and began leading him down the corridor to their room.
I watched them fondly as they walked off and out of sight, a warmth bubbling in my heart at seeing two of my favourite people head away.
I felt so blessed that my time with them now was no longer limited. I could see them every day, I could talk to them at work every evening, I could hang out with them every night. We could go for food together, shop together, visit places all around the world together… and none of it was restricted by time. I wasn't held back by school or my article or the need to go home. I was still awaiting my final grade, but regardless of its outcome I had a job. And it was a job with them.
And as I turned on my heel and walked down the corridor, I couldn't believe how blessed I felt to be with them once again.
Yet as I stepped closer and closer to my destination, Dean and Renee began to slip from my mind as I concentrated on where I was going and who I was seeing. And the more I thought about it, the quicker my feet moved until the point where I was practically running to room .
I had to see him, I needed to be with him. After three months apart, that brief meeting outside the club had not nearly been long enough. I wanted more… craved more… was desperate for more, and I was going to get more.
I practically banged on the door with my fist once I reached it, not caring if I woke up the entire floor. I needed him to hear me and let me in. I heard footsteps beyond the large wooden structure, my body bouncing on my feet as I heard the tinkering of the door being unlocked. It was quickly swung open.
"About time you-"
But I was swiftly cut off as a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the room. I gasped as the door was slammed loudly behind me and I was pushed up against it, warm and needy lips crashing to mine, eager and soft hands touching wherever they could. I responded immediately, kissing Seth back with fervour and passion, neither of us wasting any time with greetings or formalities.
"What took… you so long?" he mumbled in between kisses as his hands worked to undo the zip that ran along the back of my dress.
"They guys… wanted to stay longer," I replied as I slipped my arms through the sleeves and wriggled the material down my body until it pooled at my feet, leaving me in just my bra and panties. "I got away as soon as I could."
Seth took a moment to break the kiss and step back, his eyes wracking up and down my body like I was something to eat. His brown eyes had darkened considerably, that talented tongue of his darting out to lick his lips.
"And not a minute too fucking soon," he said, his eyes looking wherever they could. "Because I have fucking missed you."
Before I had a second to blink, he was on me again, kissing me deeply, his tongue pushing past my lips to tangle with my own. God, how I'd missed this taste, how I'd missed his body against mine, his scent filling my nose. His hands slipped down my body to cup my ass and pick me up from the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he walked me further into the room, our kiss only breaking once when I slipped his t-shirt up and over his head, throwing it away.
I wasn't sure where he was taking me but I soon felt a comfy mattress and soft comforter underneath me. His swift hands quickly undid my bra and cast it aside, the feel of skin on skin making a light moan leave my lips. I felt Seth smirk against my mouth, my dirty little architect clearly liking the noises I was making. He kissed me harder, his hands roaming over my bare breasts, his fingers pinching my nipple lightly, making it pebble in his finger tips.
"How have I last three months without this?" I asked him breathlessly.
"I have no idea," he mumbled as he kissed down my neck. "No fucking idea. But I am not letting you go."
"Don't worry," I assured him. "I'm not going anywhere any time soon. I'm here to stay for a very long time."
He pulled back from my neck to look at me, giving both of us some much needed room to catch our breaths.
"What do you mean?"
I sat up, scooting aside so Seth could sit comfortably beside me. I figured it was time to explain the whole reason I was here.
"I got a phone-call from Stephanie earlier this week," I began to explain. "I'd emailed her a copy of my article when I handed it in and both she and Hunter read it. And they really liked it."
"They did?"
"Yes," I nodded. "They liked it so much so that they've offered me a job with the company, Seth. They want me to be a writer for the website and app."
He blinked, looking at me in surprise.
"A job?"
"Yes."
"Are you being serious right now? They offered you a job?"
"They did," I said gleefully. "It's on a trial basis, but the whole thing is pretty much guaranteed. I'm coming back on the road!"
Seth simply stared at me in disbelief. His mouth occasionally opened but no words would come out so he would close it again. It was hard to read his thoughts, especially after divulging to him such a large piece of news. If I was honest, I was expecting hugs, screams of joy, kisses, jumping around. But all he was doing was… well… sitting there.
I swallowed nervously, wishing I was a mind reader.
Fucking say something, Rollins!
"You're coming back?"
"Yes," I said, my tone obvious. "That's what I said."
"For good?"
"For good, Seth."
His face was once again blank and a sudden wave of dread hit me. Why wasn't he celebrating? Why wasn't he smiling? Why wasn't he beaming with happiness? What the fuck was going on?
Every terrible thought rushed through my head.
He didn't care for me anymore… I'd been gone for far too long… He'd met someone else… He wasn't bothered… He was annoyed that he'd be stuck with me… Our time together before had merely been a fling…
I had to push those thoughts away because if I didn't I'd run from the room crying. But I just needed something, anything, a goddamn response!
"Say something. Please," I begged.
"I have pined for you every single day for three months," he finally said. "Twelve weeks. Ninety days. 2160 hours. That day I left you at the airport was probably one of the worst of my life. Worse than leaving home to join WWE. Worse than any time I've had off on injury. Worse than losing any championships during my career. Because when you left, Lydia, I lost a part of myself. I haven't felt right in weeks. I've been mopey, sulky, I have no energy. Things haven't felt right. Life has fucking sucked."
"I know the feeling," I said.
"And when you left, I thought that was it. You'd go back to school, you'd forget about me, you'd move on. I know we've called each other and skyped and messaged, but it's not the same. I thought you'd find someone better, someone who could be round you full time. And I always held onto the hope that that wouldn't happen, because deep down I knew it would destroy me, it would kill me… because I can't move on. I haven't looked at another girl, never mind kissed one or touched one. I haven't slept with anyone or fucked anyone. Hell, even my hand doesn't cut it these days. Only you, Lyd. And now I've got you here, after three months apart I've got you here, and you're telling me you're back for good."
I listened to every word of his confession as he spoke, taking it in and paying attention to all of it.
"I didn't think that would ever happen," he said. "I didn't think life would lead us down this path. We've had so many roadblocks the whole way – Dean, your work, the fact I'm Authority and you're made of pure sweetness and goodness, our careers. I thought you leaving was the ultimate block. But I said to myself… I promised myself that if I ever got you back I'd say something to you, and I'd mean it with every fiber of my being."
I took his hand in mine, rubbing soothing circles into his palm with my thumb.
"Then say it," I encouraged. "You know you can talk to me about anything."
His eyes were fixated on the carpet beneath our feet, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. He took a deep breath before he looked up into my eyes.
"I love you, Lydia," he finally admitted. "I absolutely love you. Completely and utterly. I've loved you for weeks, months, God knows how long. And I never thought I could tell you because I knew this would always end with you leaving. But now you're back and now you're staying and I know I can tell you. I love you, Lydia Ambrose."
I felt like I couldn't breathe, like my entire body was floating on some cloud, like nothing happening around me was real. Because I'd just heard the words 'I love you' fall from Seth Rollins's lips, and they were aimed at me.
He loved me.
He actually loved me.
He'd full blown just admitted that he loved me.
I wanted to cry with pure joy.
"I love you too, Seth," I whispered, unable to keep the happiness from my voice. "I love you so much."
"And this is why I needed you confirm you're here for good," he said. "Because I can't through these last few months again. I can't lose the woman I love again."
I giggled as he suddenly pulled me closer. "I'm here to stay, Seth. I promise."
"And you love me?"
"Promise."
"And you wanna be with me?"
"Promise."
"And you're never going to leave me?"
I lifted my hand and brushed his hair away from his face. "I love you, Seth Rollins. And I can assure you and promise you that I am never leaving you again."
He leaned forward and brushed his lips softly over mine with a gentle kiss, the kind that takes your breath away. The kind that makes your toes curl and the hairs stand up on your arms.
"So what if I suggested that we were to become exclusive?" he asked curiously.
"From the sound of what we just said to one another, I think we already are," I laughed.
"You want to be my girlfriend?"
"Only if you want to become my boyfriend," I smiled.
"Oh, I most definitely want to become that," he replied, brushing his nose over mine. "And does this mean I get to make love to my girlfriend?"
His eyes had darkened again, and it was in that moment that I quickly remembered we were both sitting there topless. "It does," I replied. "Because it's been twelve weeks since I last had you and that's far too long."
"Well I can't leave my woman disappointed, can I?" he said as he lurched forward and captured my lips with his.
Within seconds, my panties were off along with Seth's pants and underwear, neither of us wanting to prolong this. We hadn't been intimate for months and I didn't want to be apart from him for any longer. I needed him inside me and I needed it now.
We didn't hesitate; we didn't bother with foreplay or teasing. Seth lined himself up and slid into me, both of us groaning as he pressed his forehead to mine, sliding in until he filled me completely. I bit my lip, revelling in the feeling of him, content in having him in my arms again, never wanting to part from him again for the rest of my life.
"So tight," he groaned. "Oh god, I've missed you. I've missed this pussy."
"Missed…" He pulled out then thrust back in, the movement causing my back to arch off the bed. "Missed you too."
He set up a steady rhythm, our moans and the slapping of skin being the only noises to fill the room. Seth moved his hands to hold mine, our fingers linking together tightly as he pounded into me harder and harder, my orgasm already building.
Nothing compared to this man, to the way he made me feel and turned me on. To the way he loved me and cherished me. I was home now, I was with the man I loved now, and it was like everything was right in the world again.
"Love you," he said with each thrust, repeating the words like a mantra. "Love you."
"I love you too," moaned, my breathing becoming labored, my body becoming warm and sweaty. I was slow close, my body teetering on the edge, ready to fall into pure bliss.
As if reading my mind, Seth grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his waist, opening me up wider, thrusting into me harder.
It was all it took.
I cried out, my body shaking as my orgasm hit me, Seth's thrusting continuing until he followed suit.
"Lydia!" he cried out as he came before he body stopped and rolled onto the bed beside me, his arms wrapping me up, pulling me to him and cuddling me close.
"Wow…" I said, my head on his chest.
"You can say that again," he said, his hands running through my long brown hair. "I never want to stop doing that."
"And now you never have to," I grinned, looking up into his face. "I love you, Seth."
He smiled like a five year old in a candy store. "Love you too, Lydia."
And as we lay naked in each other's arms, fighting to catch our breaths, we both began to realise the importance of our confession to one another.
He loved me. I loved him. We were now an official couple.
And as amazing and dreamlike as that sounded, it could never go that smoothly or easy. If we were an item, the world would soon have to know.
And that included Dean.
Again, a huge thanks to espeon44, 49ers, wolves22, jaguars5, Tantoune, 44, caz21, guest, angelsdee327, ambrose-kohli-girl, Mandy, lilygirl95, KaylsDaughterOfHades, Dawnie-7, Jen122, ambroserollinsgirl, Raquel the writer, rkosgirl1, Guest, Saintsrow10, wwetnagirl, haha95, grrlygrrl, MizzHellKat, Guest and MsConCon for their reviews.
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