Seth watched as Petra emptied her glass of orange juice. It was okay that she didn't want to drink alcohol. He didn't either. He had a glass of club soda while Roman enjoyed a beer.

"I noticed you don't drink as much as you used to when Dean was around," Seth said.
"Sometimes alcohol is needed to be around him," Petra said.

Seth looked over at Roman. Roman had his eyebrows raised. There was a lot of things that neither man understood when it came to Dean and Petra. For a long time they thought she was hopelessly in love with Dean but her not running after him this time around kinda put that thought to rest a bit. Dean used her for sure. That much they knew. Dean often bragged about how all he had to do was snap his fingers and she would come running.

"Are you okay?" Roman asked.
"I'm not sick if that's what you're asking," Petra said.
"No, I mean with everything," Roman said.
"I'm okay," Petra said.
"Do you miss him?" Seth asked.
"He's only a phone call away if I do," Petra said.
"But does he answer when you call?" Seth asked.

Petra shrugged. Seth and Roman looked over at each other again.

"Listen," Roman reached across the table and patted her hand. "Dean's an asshole. We all know that. If you want me to talk to him..."
"Please, don't," Petra cut him off.
"He needs to pick up when you call," Roman said.
"I haven't called," Petra said. "So I don't know if he'll pick up if I do."
"You haven't called?" Seth asked.
"He hasn't called either. No big deal. He's busy over there and I'm busy over here," Petra said.
"Okay, I need to take a piss and then we're leaving," Roman said.

Roman got up and walked out in the back. Seth turned his focus back to Petra.

"It's not healthy being stuck on a man like him. You should move on. You should find someone. Go speed dating or something. Ask a man out. Just do something," he said.
"Because I'm such a joy to be around," she said.
"I like you," he smirked. "If you don't want a boyfriend, at least get a rebound. Find someone and fuck his brains out, and just release all that pressure and anger inside that Dean left you with. Don't let that asshole win. Show him he's not the only bull to ride."

She let out the second carefree laugh of that evening, and it made him smile. Behind the facade was the sweetest woman. He already knew that. A woman that Dean had tried his hardest to break over the years but he hadn't succeeded. Not completely. Seth could see that. Petra leaned closer and smiled at him.

"Let me guess. You're offering yourself as my personal bull?" She asked.
"I wouldn't fight you if you tried jumping me," he smirked.

She leaned closer slowly. The world suddenly stopped when her lips touched his. All he could think about was her. He buried his fingers in her hair and deepened the kiss. They broke apart half a minute later. He licked his lips to try and taste whatever little she might have left of herself there.

"What do you want, Seth?" She asked.
"Spend the night with me," he said.
"Roman?" She asked.
"He's got his own place," he said. "Unless you want me to ask him for a threesome."
"One bull at the time," she chuckled. "I meant, I don't want him to know."
"I can keep a secret," he said.

When Roman returned, Seth drove him home first. After that he and Petra went back to his place. They had hardly made it inside his house before he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the life out of her. He lifted her up, and she locked her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He raised his head and smiled at her.

"Hi, beautiful," he said.
"Don't do that," she said.
"Do what?" He asked.
"You said you weren't gentle," she smirked. "You're being gentle."
"I was just trying to take in the final moment of you before we cross that line," he smirked back.

He kissed her again, more aggressively this time. He climbed down her body while tearing her clothes off her. He sucked in his breath when he finally had her naked.

"You are fucking delicious," he said.

He stripped out of his own clothes and got back on top of her to kiss her again. She reached between them and grabbed his dick.

"Easy," he mumbled.
"No foreplay," she said. "Fucking wreck me, Seth."

He pushed inside her and started giving it to her hard. He sank his teeth into her neck, biting and pulling, trying his hardest to give her what she wanted. If she wanted pain, she would get pain. He kept up with the hard thrusts, going faster and faster, until she cried out minutes later. He had never felt so pleased to make a woman cum before. He grabbed her hips and rolled them around so she was on top.

"You're taking the bull thing seriously," she grinned.

He grinned back at her. He was lost for words. He just wanted to see her own him. She rolled her hips to perfection and it took a lot of effort on his part not to cum right away. He wanted her to cum again before he finally let go. He held on to her hips, squeezing her, pushing up from underneath, and she finally cried out a second time. He let go at the same time and groaned out in pleasure with her. She collapsed down on his chest and he smiled out in the open room while wrapping his arms around her and letting his fingertips run up and down her spine.

"I like this bull," she mumbled.
"You better," he laughed.

She pushed herself back up to sit, got off him and disappeared out in the bathroom. He kept lying in his bed, waiting for her to return. She came back a couple of minutes later and looked down at her clothes on the floor.

"I better leave," she said.
"Why?" He asked.
"That's how it usually goes," she said.

He sighed, sat up, grabbed her hand and pulled her back down on the bed. He rolled them around so they were both on their sides, looking at each other.

"I am not him," he said.
"I know that," she said.
"So don't treat me like him," he said. "Fuck! Is this how things always are? A lot of angry sex and an empty feeling afterwards when he kicks you out?"
"Pretty much," she said.

He kissed her and rolled her over on her back. He ran his hand down between her legs and slowly started running circles on her clit.

"Seth," she whispered.
"No foreplay, huh?" He asked. "I don't play like that. I'm gonna show you what you've been missing out on. I'm gonna take my sweet time teasing and pleasuring you, and then I'm gonna fuck you really, really slow, Petra. I got all night to send you to heaven over and over. I won't stop unless you beg me to."