AN: Okay, so far I have gotten four requests. I wrote all of them, and will be posting them all between Today and tomorrow.
First, I am really sorry, Jade and Rose, my computer ate what I had written, so I am making another pass at it instead of trying to replicate what I had, which feel was focusing on the slash a bit too much, if I am being honest.
I can't see if this is the second or third request I received, because now I only see dates, but I have everyone's written as of now, but I am rewriting Jade and Rose's request.
if you don't like it, feel free to let me know, or request a rewrite. Requests welcome, guys! Send them in!
Roman stormed into their hotel room, tossing his bags carelessly to the side and rolling his eyes with an irritated huff. He had been basically the go between in Randy and Seth's feud, and even though Randy had cleared this with creative and with Dean, Roman was still upset that Dean let him be treated that way. He could have understood Randy getting to take advantage of him in the match, but to have Seth work him into the same subservient position that he had fallen into when Seth first betrayed them, was something Roman was still upset about.
Dean swayed into the room gracefully like a soft breeze of sarcasm following a thunderstorm of anger. Dean had known all about the set up to Randy's face turn, and had thought things out carefully, deciding that this would be a perfect opportunity to test Roman's dedication and reliance on his commands. This was a test that Roman had failed in the extreme.
Roman grabbed anything soft in the room and began hurling it at the wall. He threw the pillows, the couch cushions, and he was working on picking up the matress when Dean yelled, "Enough!"
Roman looked over at Dean and scoffed, walking up to him with a defiant glare. "Enough?" Roman asked with a derisive tone. Now you understand when is enough? When Seth was out there making a joke of me, you said nothing! How are you going to tell me, that now all of a sudden, you know when to say something is enough?!" yelled Roman, almost daring Dean to do something about his behavior.
Dean ignored his tone, and gestured beside him to the room. "You're tearing up the place, Roman. Clean it up, or it will be all the worse for you" Dean said patiently, standing next to the slightly rumpled bed.
"Make me." Roman hissed, crossing his arms defiantly.
Dean's eyes widened for a second, and he grabbed Roman, struggling with him ultil he finally had the larger man over his knee on the bed. Dean was outraged that Roman thought he could speak to his Master that way. He had given him more than enough chances. Now it was time for a punishment.
Dean raised his hand back and smacked Roman on the backside hard enough to sting, even through his pants. Roman groaned out, in pain, and tried to get away, but somehow, Dean kept him in place. Another stinging blow rained down on Roman's ass as Dean started to yell at Roman for how he had acted towards him.
One lick for throwing things around the room.
One lick for talking to his master in the wrong tone.
One lick for refusing to follow orders.
One lick for doubting that Dean cared.
One lick for taking Seth's actions out on Dean.
Dean has his hand raised to land another blow, when he noticed Roman's shoulders start to hunch up and down as he sniffled.
"Do you have something to say, pet?" Dean asked in a soothing tone, that somehow sounded stern at the same time.
"I'm sorry!" Roman sobbed, not liking this punishment at all.
"I'm sorry, what?" Dean said, wanting to be sure his pet respected him before he let him up.
"I'm sorry Master Dean!" Roman said as he wiped his eyes. Dean sighed and muttered a command for Roman to stand up, which he followed quickly. Dean began to remove Roman's vest, and wiped Roman's face lovingly.
"You know I don't enjoy this either, right? But as your Master, when you disrespect me, I have to punish you."
"Yes, Master." Roman responded meekly, his rumbling bass tones constrained to a whisper.
Once Dean was satisfied that Roman had learned his lesson, he removed his shirt and pants, and commanded Roman to strip. He ran his eyes appreciatively down Roman's thick frame before slipping into bed and beckoning Roman in behind him. As Roman lay on his stomach, Dean got a better look at his backside, which bore the slight details of handprints from his overzealousness.
Dean felt kind of bad for hitting Roman so hard. He had only meant to punish Roman a little, but he had taken things too far. Rather than apologize, Dean grabbed the lotion, spreading the cool substance across the curve of Roman's ass and slowly massaging it in with both hands.
Roman moaned at the soothing feeling of the lotion, the slight sting on his irritated flesh mingling with the feeling of his master's hands on him made Roman get turned on. Dean noticed this, and decided to tease Roman just a bit, swiping a finger between the large globes of his ass, teasing him. Roman grabbed the lube from his pants on the floor, moaning loudly as Dean decided to fins another way to comfort his pet.
Roman moaned loudly as Dean's fingers worked their magic, his fingers slipping into his tight hole and stretching him open for his Master's pleasure. Roman trembled as he felt Dean line himself up with his entrance and ease slowly in. Roman sat up on his forearms as Dean moaned loudly at the feeling of how tight and snug Roman always was. He rocked his hips slowly, running his hands down the curves of Roman's back as he took Roman slowly. Dean rolled them both so that he was on his side, wrapping his legs and arms around his pet as he made love to him tenderly.
Roman's eyes closed as he moaned in bliss. Dean was hitting his prostate just right, and Roman felt so at home with his Master holding him tight. Dean ran his hands over his pet's tensing muscles as he knew that Roman was already trying to fight a climax. Dean rocked hips slowly, making Roman moan even louder as Dean's hand traveled down his abs slowly. Dean let his fingers slide down beside Roman's erection, knowing his pet would not dare to touch himself because of Dean's rules. Roman panted heavily at the dual sensation of his master stroking his erection while at the same time buried deep within him. Roman held back the urge to climax, his body seeming to be wound tighter than a bow string before Dean commanded, "Cum, my pet."
Roman felt a wave of pleasure start from his toes and wash over his entire body as he trembled in Dean's arms. Roman moaned as his climax hit, his boy relaxing as he came, Dean watched over his shoulder as his cum coated his chest and abs, then ran a finger through it and brought it slowly to his own mouth. Roman shuddered and tightened around him beautifully, and Dean closed his eyes as his climax finally hit as well.
Dean moved away for a second, to get something to wipe Roman's chest with, then snuggled with his pet lying on his chest. In a few minutes, both had drifted off to sleep.
