Seth came home early Thursday morning as planned. It was three in the morning and he was a bit surprised to see a second car in the driveway, but chalked it up to Adam and Beth visiting and thought nothing of it. He had a lot of explaining to do, mainly about why his phone was off, and hoped to god that CJ was willing to listen. He knew that she was most likely asleep, since it was four in the morning, and looked forward to falling into bed beside her and holding onto her until she forced him to get off of her and explain himself.
Lola trotted over to him from where she was laying in her bed in the living room and he happily knelt in front of her to scratch behind her ears. A loving kiss to the muzzle and her excited face licking went on between the two for a minute before Seth stood up and sent her back to bed. He left his suitcase at the foot of the stairs, deciding to bring it up in the morning after he had properly explained things to CJ. He noticed another suitcase and duffle bag sitting in the living room and wasn't sure how to explain it, so he just continued up the stairs.
What he wasn't expecting was to see Dean sitting on the floor in his bedroom, leaning against the bed while CJ slept. Dean looked to be asleep and Seth knew that the blonde probably wasn't comfortable in his position with how badly his back probably hurt after all those chair shots on Monday. He also knew that this situation could end up being volatile if not handled properly.
"I see you're finally home." Dean commented, keeping his eyes closed and voice low as to not wake up CJ.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm doing what you should've been here doing. Taking care of her."
"She's perfectly fine on her own." Seth stated, trying to keep his tone even. He was suddenly nervous, having CJ fast asleep and a rising verbal confrontation with Dean. He didn't want to wake CJ or upset her.
"Really? She's fine on her own? So explain to me why when Roman and I got here she was having a panic attack and we had to take her to the ER? Is that how 'fine' she is on her own?" Dean asked, easing onto his feet and staring down the shorter man.
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"How could she? She's been trying to get in contact with you since Monday night, and you haven't answered. How the hell are you going to explain that to her? Because she's slowly but surely convincing herself that you don't love her and, to be perfectly honest, I'm getting sick of telling her that you do just to keep her happy." The two men were officially toe-to-toe, Dean staring down Seth. Seth was trying his hardest to maintain a neutral front, but knowing that he had hurt CJ was slowly breaking his resolve.
The sound of her shifting in the bed made Dean's head turn to look back and Seth looked around Dean's slightly larger frame to see that she was still sleeping. She wouldn't be for long if they kept arguing while she was in the room, but neither man wanted to leave her alone.
"Are you telling me that I'm a shit boyfriend?" Seth asked, noting the way Dean shrugged as if he didn't care.
"I am. You'll be even shittier if you wake her up."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. You don't know how hard it's been to get her to fall asleep these past couple days. I do. Don't take that away from her or our children."
"You're playing the fucking kid card!? You didn't even want them at first!" Seth growled before shoving Dean. The blonde only stood his ground and pushed Seth back, the younger man having to take a couple steps back.
"Shut the hell up!" Dean whisper-yelled, looking back at CJ as she stirred once again.
"You can stop trying and failing at being quiet, I'm up now." She mumbled, sitting up slowly and rubbing at her eyes. Seth watched as Dean moved to sit beside her on the bed, and he looked on in confusion when they whispered to each other. About a minute later, Dean got up and looked at Seth as he made his way out of the room. But he stopped at the doorway and looked over at Seth.
"Make her cry and I swear to god I will give you the ass kicking I owe you." Dean warned, pointing a finger at Seth. The younger man only chuckled, looking at Dean with a condescending stare.
"How are you even walking with how banged up you are?"
"Stop it, Seth." CJ warned before looking to Dean. The blonde only nodded before leaving the room, easing himself onto the floor beside the bedroom door. There was no way he'd let Seth hurt her again, so he was staying close. She asked him to give them the room, but she didn't say she wanted him far away. "I should let him kick your ass."
"You'd feel bad afterwards." Seth commented, slowly making his way over to the bed. She made no move to stop him, but once he sat down by her legs she pulled them up to her chest. "Don't be like that, babe."
"You've lost all right to call me anything but my name. Do you know how many times I called and texted you?" CJ asked, staring him down. "Do you? Because I lost count."
"My phone was off. It still is."
"Why?"
"Because I didn't want to deal with people calling me a sellout and asking me why."
"That's such bullshit! If you didn't want to deal with the reaction, then why would you sell out in the first place?" She asked, and to Seth it seemed like her eyes got colder. So he dropped his head, opting to look down at his lap instead of seeing how much he upset her. "I asked a question, Seth, and after all the emotional distress you've put me through I think I deserve an answer."
"Why I turned doesn't matter, CJ. What matters is that I did it, it's done, and things are about to get better for us."
"How!? All this has done us stress me our the point of a panic attack. You'd know that, had your phone been on and you were texting me back."
"I'm sorry, babe-"
"Don't call me babe, and don't say sorry like you actually care. If you cared, your phone would have been on."
"I thought you were a grown woman capable of being alone? That's what you said last week."
"I'm pregnant, dick! Anything could have happened and you wouldn't have known until now because your fucking phone was off."
"What do you mean?" Seth asked quietly, flinching when she kicked the blanket off and stood.
"I could have miscarried, Seth. I could've gotten hurt, I could've died, and you wouldn't have known."
"Fuck, CJ. I wasn't thinking, and-."
"Oh, you weren't thinking? That's pretty obvious. How do you think things are going to play out seven and a half months from now when I have these kids? 'Cause I'm totally going to want them growing up with their fathers at each other's throats."
"CJ-"
"How do I know that I can trust you, Seth? You turned on your best friends while you guys were on top of the fucking world, how do I know that you won't hand me over to The Authority any day now?" CJ asked, looking Seth in the eye. She was visibly furious, but he wasn't sure why he hadn't been slapped yet. He certainly deserved it after the last couple days he had.
"You can't fucking trust me, CJ. You can't trust anybody in this world! Didn't you learn that when your fucking father put a hit out on your career? Wanna know what I did while I was gone?"
"I would love to, Seth."
"After the show in Cincinnati, Orton and Hunter took me to a strip club and we all got head in the back room, Hunter's treat. Wanna know what else? I fucking liked it."
"As much as I love your honesty, Seth, I need a break from you."
"Are we breaking up?"
"No. I have to start trying to work through my issues in relationships. But I am going to go get a hotel room for the next couple of days, because I don't want to be anywhere near you right now."
"Really? After you probably fucked Dean but you can't be near me because I only got head?" Seth asked, standing and staring down at her. She wasn't sure if he was trying to intimidate her, but she was too angry to be intimidated.
"That's where you're wrong, because I didn't. He wanted to, and I definitely wanted to because I'm always wanting sex right now." CJ stated, hands on her hips as she and Seth glared each other down. "But I said no because I couldn't fuck him when I didn't know where our relationship stood. I was your girlfriend and I couldn't cheat on you because I thought that you'd never cheat on me. I guess I was wrong."
"Well, I'm leaving for house shows tomorrow afternoon so it's only one night. I have problems with you sleeping in a hotel, though."
"You lost the right to have problems, considering that you couldn't even stay faithful to me." CJ quipped, heading into the closet to grab her gym bag to throw some clothes into without really looking at what she was grabbing before grabbing socks, going into the bathroom for her hair and toothbrushes, and then leaving the bedroom. She almost tripped over Dean's legs, but his arms shot out to steady her before he stood.
"Where do you want me?" Dean asked softly, cupping her cheeks and massaging her skin with his thumbs. Seeing the tears in her eyes killed him, and he wanted to kill Seth. But he promised her that he'd save the fighting for the arenas, so he wouldn't go after his ex-best friend.
"Wherever you want to be." She mumbled before pulling away from him and jogging down the stairs. He couldn't fight the urge to follow behind her and grabbed his stuff as well.
"I'll follow behind in my rental and wait a few minutes before following you in." He decided, taking her bag and carrying it to her car.
"You can just throw it in the passenger's seat. I'll text you my room number once I'm settled."
"Alright." Dean sighed, wanting to kiss her but deciding against it, before walking around to put his bags in his car. He honestly felt bad that CJ had her trust in Seth violated, he expected to be dancing some happy jig but instead he hated how upset it made her. After everything she'd gone through, the very least she deserved was a faithful boyfriend. "I'll see you soon."
"Yep."
After what seemed like a lifetime of sitting in his car, Dean finally got the text from CJ telling him what room she was in. He then took a moment to swap out the gear in his duffle bag for the last of his clean clothes before he grabbed the bag, out on his baseball hat, and entered the hotel. The concierge was too engrossed in her tabloid magazine to notice him making a beeline for the elevator, and he was grateful for it. The last thing he needed was to be spotted having a late night rendezvous with Seth's girlfriend in a hotel of all places. That just screamed "scandal" and wasn't on his to-do list.
He hesitated in front of the door, unsure of what side of CJ he'd see. She could either be really pissed, crying her eyes out, or that dangerous calm she adopted when she was furious. Honestly, he hoped it was the third one because he could go for some angry sex to release his frustrations and he knew she could too. Fuck anybody who heard them.
He knocked on the door, not wanting to just let himself in should the door be unlocked. When she opened the door she looked up at him and he made eye contact with her for a moment before asking to come in, to which she stepped aside and allowed him to follow her into the large room.
"It was all they had, but I'm not exactly complaining." CJ mumbled, throwing herself onto the large bed and grinning into the sheets when he followed suit. The two just looked at each other, Dean mirroring her tired gaze. "Will you have revenge sex with me?"
"No. Because you'd only feel guilty afterwards and I never want you to regret having sex with me."
"Dean-" She started to whine, but stopped when he sat up and rolled her onto her back.
"I never said that we weren't having sex, because I can't deny my queen what she wants. But it's not going to be revenge sex, alright?" She nodded and he pecked her lips with a small smile. "Did you scope out the bathroom?"
"No. Why?"
"Depending on the hotel, there's bubble bath stuff."
"I didn't peg you as a bubble bath kind of guy."
"I'm not." He spoke with a smirk, turning to face her. "But you, darlin', need to relax and a bubble bath is the way to go."
I love this man. CJ thought to herself, staying where she laid on the bed while Dean hopped off to go search the bathroom. Crazy side and all, I love him.
She heard Dean make some kind of noise of excitement, one that she had never heard before out of any other human, and she couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the sound. The sound of the tub running followed and it wasn't long before he was joining her on the bed once again, this time pulling her into a sitting position.
"There's bubble bath. I think it might have been left behind by someone else but it smells really good."
"That's good. Shouldn't you be watching the water?"
"Nah, the tub is huge. It'll be a few minutes."
"Thank you for this, Dean." CJ herself wasn't totally sure what she was thanking him for, but she felt like he deserved thanks for everything he'd done for her.
"When you knighted me Sir Ambrose, it was then made my duty to not only protect you but to make sure that you were as comfortable as possible to the best of my ability. No thanks is necessary, your highness." He blew off her thanks with a smile, kissing the side of her head gently. CJ only smiled and leaned into his side, glancing into the bathroom to see that he was generous with the bubbles.
"How much of that bubble soap did you use?" She asked, standing and making her way into the bathroom. Dean followed behind, frowning slightly when he saw that he had definitely used too much.
"Too much, I guess."
"Don't pout, I'm sure it's fine." She spoke with a small smile, pulling her top over her head and throwing it back at Dean. He caught the garment before it hit his head, watching with interested as she pulled her pants and underwear down together and wrapped her hair up in a messy bun before stepping into the tub. Once she sat down he almost lost her in the towers of bubbles surrounding her, but that smile was hard to miss. "Stop watching and join me, Dean."
"I'm not-"
"Please?" A moment passed where CJ only pouted up at the blonde who was obviously going through some kind of internal conflict.
"If you tell anybody about this, CJ, I might have to fuck you in public." Dean warned as he started taking off his shirt and she pushed forward to the edge of the tub to reach for his jeans when he started struggling with the button. "What are you gonna do?"
"Get you in this tub faster." She stated simply, backing away when his pants were undone. One of her favorite things to do, other than stare at Seth's ass, was watch Dean take off his jeans. Whether or not he was trying to make it a show for her, she didn't know but it was always a sight to see. He didn't just let them fall into a pool around his ankles, he made sure to hold onto the waistband while he bent over and carefully pushed them and his briefs down his legs.
"Like what you see?" Dean asked, noting that he had caught her eye. CJ only nodded, biting her lip as he stood upright, proudly showing off his amazing body.
"I happen to love what I see, Sir Ambrose. Can you please get that fine ass in this tub?"
"So bossy." Dean teased, finally stepping into the tub and sighing as he eased himself into the warm water. "Feels so fucking good."
"On your back?"
"On my everything." Dean groaned, reaching over and turning off the water. "Come here."
CJ complied with his request, smiling when he draped his arm across her shoulders and tucked her into his side. The kiss to the top of her head was only icing on the cake as she relaxed into him, her hand starting to play with his free one. He only smiled, shutting his eyes and leaning back against the tub. He hadn't been so relaxed in such a long time, and had no clue that just soaking in a tub was going to put him in this place. Although he was sure that the woman who was currently comparing the size of her hand to his was a major factor in his state of relaxation.
CJ glanced up at Dean, smiling at the contented look on his face. Glancing around at the bubbles surrounding them, she scooped some into the hand that wasn't currently pressed against his and dropped them onto his head before laughing a bit when he opened one eye to look down at her.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing."
"I felt you touch my head so I know you did something."
"I didn't do anything, bubble buddy."
"Bubble buddy?" Dean asked, looking over at her in uncertainty.
"In case you haven't noticed, we're surrounded by bubbles. I think that makes us bubble buddies." CJ stated, smiling when he removed his hand from hers to touch the little pile of bubbles she put on his head.
"Again, mention of this doesn't go to anybody but us."
"I might tell Roman, it might make him smile." CJ mused, grinning when he put bubbles on her head.
"But I thought we were bubble buddies?" He asked, smirk on his face when she cupped his cheek.
"Doesn't leave us."
"That's my girl." Dean whispered, pulling her into a kiss. CJ was more than just responsive, allowing him to move her into his lap as his tongue dipped into her mouth. Slow and sensual was his goal, although not his forte, but she was keeping the slow pace. Her arms slid around his neck while his thumbs massaged small circles into her back. Both ignored the slowly hardening part of his anatomy that was trapped between their bodies, Dean knowing that it was going to be more than worth it when he finally slid into her waiting heat.
"Dean," CJ breathed once their mouths parted and he only grunted as his mouth moved to nip and suck along her neck. "I need-"
"Patience, grasshopper." He mumbled against her skin, making sure not to leave a hickey even though he wanted to.
"Patience isn't one of my strong suits."
"You'll have to learn then, won't you? We've got all day and all night, Christina. I'm not going anywhere until you tell me to go." He assured, pulling back to look her in the eyes. She only nodded, lightly kissing his nose before his mouth went back kissing her neck. His hands slowly slid up her sides to cup her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until they became hardened peaks while his hands gently massaged her soft skin. "Have you ever had sex in a bathtub?"
"Never." CJ mumbled, smiling when he took the time to wash the bubbles off her skin before going back to playing with her.
"Something sexual that we have in common, and I'd gladly give my bathtub virginity to you."
"Please." She whispered, gasping when his mouth closed around one of her breasts, bringing a hand up to tangle in his hair while his now free hand slipped down to her waiting heat. He made no comment on how wet she was already, he just skipped all the pleasantries and pushed two fingers into her entrance while her continued to assault her chest with his hand and mouth. "Shit, Dean."
"I know, baby. I want you to cum, too." He murmured, abandoning her chest to kiss her lips. "Touch me, Christina."
"I love the way you say my name, Dean." CJ breathed, kissing him again while her hands started massaging his pecs, gently tugging on his nipples. He groaned softly into their kiss, not wanting her to stop. Every thing she was doing was going straight to his length, and he loved it. Especially when her left hand slid down his chest and wrapped around the base of his erection. Her hand pumped his length in time with his fingers' thrusts into her tight heat, their moans of pleasure resonating around the room as they continued to push each other closer and closer to their release.
"'Stina, baby, stop. I don't wanna cum anywhere but inside you." Dean groaned, wrapping his hand around hers to cease her movements. She nodded, keeping her hand on his member as his fingers slid out of her. Together, their hands guided his length to her entrance and she rest her forehead on his while his other hand gripped her hip to help ease her onto his shaft slowly. He had to be careful with her, since it had been a week since she was last penetrated like this and he was bigger than Seth. "Good?"
"Fucking great." CJ breathed, bringing her hands to his cheeks and kissing him. "I'm ready when you're ready."
"Sweetheart, I was born ready to make love to you in a bathtub."
"Really?"
"No, I didn't think I'd ever do this." Dean chuckled, pecking her lips. "But I'm glad it's you I'm doing this with."
It started out as a slow slide of her body against his, their hips grinding together as her arms wound around his neck. His hands stayed planted firmly on her hips, his mouth kissing where he could reach while her face was pressed into his neck. Feeling her angle her head back, Dean was caught off guard when she took his pierced earlobe into her mouth and he couldn't fight the moan that tumbled from his lips.
"Full of surprises, aren't you?" Dean asked, shutting his eyes and letting his head fall back against the edge of the tub.
"You love it."
"I love you." Dean mumbled as he bucked his hips up, catching her off guard and making waves around them in the tub.
"I love you, too, but you're going to end up making a mess if you keep doing that." She scolded before pressing her lips to his and forcing her tongue into his mouth. He let her lead the kiss, but started rolling his hips into hers on every downward thrust. She dropped her head onto his shoulder, panting into his skin as he pushed her closer to her release.
"Is my queen about to cum?"
"Fuck, yes." CJ moaned, her teeth grazing across the skin of his shoulder as waves of pleasure rolled through her. "I'm so close, Dean."
"Look at me when you cum." Dean requested, forcing her head up so his baby blues could stare into her icy blue eyes. "That's it, baby."
"Fuck, Ambrose."
"That's it." Dean groaned, keeping his eyes on hers and picking up the pace of his thrusts. He wasn't close to his release, but he'd push her to her first one and get her out of the tub for round two. He felt her walls clench around him, making her tight cavern impossibly tighter around his length and he stilled his movements when he felt her nails dig into the nape of his neck. It didn't hurt him, if fact, he welcomed the feeling. "How was your first in a week?"
"Do you really want to hear me sing your praises?"
"I'd love it. It'll do wonders for my pride."
"It was fucking wonderful and I think I'm going to need a second." CJ panted, grinning when Dean kissed her cheek.
"I know that you feel that I can definitely give you a couple more." He said with a chuckle, making her laugh breathlessly.
"I love you, Ambrose."
"Same to you, Copeland."
"We should get out of the tub, huh?" She asked, feeling Dean's arms wrap around her waist. He pouted and she couldn't help but kiss his lips with a small smile, forcing a smile onto his face. "We'll take another bath later, and maybe we'll actually bathe."
"Promise? This bubble bath thing is really therapeutic."
"I promise. But I really need you to fuck me senseless before you leave."
"What about Seth?" Dean mumbled, accepting the kiss on the lips that she planted on him.
"Fuck him. We're on a break and I'm really mad at him. He's not going to be getting this for a long time, and I'm going to need you to make up for it. Starting once we get out of the tub. Or a round two whenever you'd like."
"Gladly."
Seeing the boys on Raw was much more exciting than I expected. Hearing Dean and Roman talk about Seth was probably the highlight of the night in my opinion. Cena was...unexpected to say the least. But that's just my opinion.
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