SUBTITLE: BREAKING CHARACTER

CHAPTER 22

"Are you gonna tell me what's going, Liv?" Seth opened the door to his hotel room and tossed the key on the desk before turning his undivided attention to Olivia. She had been thinking about how to say what she needed to say. Peering across the room into Seth's strong brown eyes wasn't exactly helping.

"Seth, just calm down! I had a talk with Wade…" Seth hung on her every word. "I had to hear him out on why things happened the way they did…"

"Okay, I don't care about why he slept with Alicia. What does this have to do with us?"

"He slept with her because he knew about us!" Olivia hated to think about hurting Wade. Seth just sat on the bed and continued to stare at Olivia. "He knew that I still loved you, but he didn't care because he loves me."

"I love you too, Liv!" Seth sprung up from the bed and walked over to Olivia. "I wasn't just fucking you. I'm in love with you." Seth looked directly into her eyes and it was obvious that he was terrified of losing her. "Wade can try to win you back, but I'm not gonna give up that easily!"

"He's not trying to win me. He's giving me time and space to choose who I want to be with." Seth pushed Liv back on the bed and climbed on top of her.

"I can't claim you as mine right now, but I intend to pull every dirty…" Seth began undressing Liv and kissing her all over. "Nasty trick to help you make up your mind." Seth took her cell phone out of her hand and placed it on the nightstand before pulling her shirt completely over her head exposing her bra. Her breath quickened as he pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He pulled her jeans and panties down at the same time, lightly biting each inch of her thigh as it became exposed.

"Mmm…"

"You like that?" Seth ran his tongue along her inner thigh until he met her wetness with his lips. Liv gasped as he teased her only giving her light kisses, driving her crazy. "What do you want, Liv?" Seth asked, but didn't give her time to answer before he eagerly slurped between her lips.

"Oh shit, Seth!" Olivia twitched uncontrollably as Seth devoured her.

"Keep those legs open!" Seth pulled his face up long enough to gently bite Olivia's thigh and reprimand her for closing her legs because the pleasure was almost too much. He lapped at her wetness as she screamed and squirmed completely forgetting that they were surrounded by other hotel guests. Seth slowly licked his way up to her breasts taking his time to bite each nipple making Olivia moan even louder. He used his muscular legs to spread hers wider as he positioned himself on top of her. After several seconds of making her wait, he sunk into her as deep as he could.

"Fuck!" Grinding against her clit, he pulled all the way out and prepared to dive in again.

"Is this what you want, Liv?" Once again he was deep inside of her before she could answer. He grinded into her over and over again with each deep stroke and she could barely speak. "Turn over!" Seth's tone was so stern and demanding. It turned Liv on even more, but she didn't want him to know that. He placed his hands on Olivia's hips as he guided himself into her from behind almost making her lose control.

"Fuck me!" Seth was caught off guard by Olivia, but he was more than happy to oblige her. He pulled her up on her knees and wrapped his arms around her giving her breasts a firm massage as he licked her neck.

"Remember, you asked for it!" Seth pushed Olivia back on all fours before pounding into her and wildly smacking her ass. Olivia's screaming was interrupted by her phone ringing. Seth looked over her shoulder onto the night stand to see who it was. Her caller ID said "Wade". Seth laughed to himself as he continued to slide himself in and out of Olivia. "Answer it!"

"What? Oh shit!" Olivia lost control as Seth pounded into her with all his strength.

"I said, answer it!" Seth smacked her ass to emphasize what he was saying. "You better answer it or I will!" Seth smacked her ass again making her scream one last time before answering her phone.

"Hello?" Olivia tried to stabilize her voice as much as she could, but Seth pulled out and started eating her from behind.

"Hey Livy. Is this a bad time?" Wade could hear her breathing heavy through the phone.

"Umm, yes." Olivia kept her responses short so that Wade didn't hear her moan.

"Oh okay. I was going to see if you wanted to hang out..."

"Oh! Ahh!" Olivia's screams interrupted Wade as Seth stroked her from behind again without warning. Seth smacked her ass loud enough for Wade to hear it. Olivia just hung up the phone figuring she couldn't say anything to Wade to make the situation any better. She wanted to feel bad, but Seth was making her feel so damn good.

"Shit, Liv! I'm about to cum!" Seth pulled out and came all over Olivia's ass. Olivia was exhausted with passion and collapsed on her stomach as Seth went to get a towel.

"You know that was wrong!" Olivia shouted as Seth handed her the towel to clean off.

"What? I just wanted him to know you were having a good time." The smirk on Seth's face was starting to turn Olivia on again. She'd never been one to like controlling men, but he made it work. "Let me pour you a drink. Then I'm gonna tear that ass up all over again!" Seth strutted around the room completely naked as if he were royalty. Olivia would let him run things for the night, but the fact that he was working so hard to please her showed who was really in control.

Around 12:30, Robin made her way up to Dean's room. He opened the door wearing nothing but his boxers. Robin tried to focus on anything but his body.

"I took the liberty of ordering some wine for you. Merlot, right?" Dean handed the glass to her with a grin on his face that perfectly accented his dimples.

"Yes, thank you." Robin gulped at the wine and walked over to gaze out the window in an attempt to take her eyes off of Dean. "It's beautiful here." Robin continued to sip her wine as she looked out over downtown San Antonio.

"It sure is." Dean sat on the bed looking directly at Robin's ass. She turned around and saw him leaning back on his elbows, but she needed some answers before she would allow herself to be seduced by him.

"Dean what was up? You avoided me all day and you just haven't been yourself since my birthday dinner." Dean sat back up and the sad look he'd been sporting since last night had come back. "That's what I'm talking about. What's with that face?"

"You don't like my face?" Dean jokingly rubbed his scruffy face before winking at Robin.

"You know what I mean!" Robin sat down next to him on the bed and put her hand on his leg. "Talk to me, Jon." His face went serious again and he ran his fingers through his crazy hair.

"Did you sneak around with Roman because I didn't romance you enough?"

"What? No. Listen…"

"No, seriously. I know I'm rough around the edges and I don't really do candlelit dinners and shit. Roman is like a Samoan Fabio! I get it!"

"Dean, it wasn't like that! Are you really this upset about what Derrick said?" Dean hung his head and laughed to himself.

"I guess I let him get in my head a little bit." He turned to Robin and placed his hand on her waist. "It's been driving me crazy for months about you and Roman, but I thought I understood that you gave into physical attraction. Then, you bring that beanpole to dinner and he says it was more than physical and I believed him." Robin's heart was breaking as she witnessed a vulnerability in Dean she's never seen before.

"Dean, this is so uncomfortable to talk to you about, but I think it's time." Robin stood and walked over to the window again. She needed to put some distance between her and Dean. "What happened between me and Roman was purely animalistic. Derrick knows nothing about that situation! I fucked Roman because I thought he was hot and I thought I'd enjoy it."

"You didn't enjoy it?" Dean had a smirk on his face that disappeared when Robin didn't answer right away.

"Honestly, I did enjoy it."

"Was he better than me?" Dean stood up and started walking towards Robin. His 6'4 frame moved intimidatingly towards her in the moonlight peering through the drapes.

"Really Dean?"

"Yes…be honest." Dean had reached her and pushed her against the wall.

"He was just different." Dean started to kiss her neck.

"Different how?"

"Dean stop. I'm trying to talk to you." Robin tried to push Dean away, but she really didn't want to.

"I'm asking you, how was he different?" Dean stopped kissing her and pulled her body as close to his as possible.

"I don't think we should talk about this, Dean."

"I can handle it if you can, Tweety." Dean ran his hand up her dress to feel that she wasn't wearing any underwear. "You'll never change." Robin seemed to clam up at Dean's words and pushed him away. "What's wrong?"

"I can't do this, Dean! If you and Roman wanna compare notes and find out whose dick is bigger, be my guest, but I won't be a part of this!" Robin pulled her dress down and walked towards the door before Dean blocked her from leaving.

"Whoa, what the hell just happened here?" Tears were running down Robin's face and they were killing Dean. "Tweety, what the hell is going on? Was it something I said?" She fell into his arms and sobbed. He didn't know what else to do, but hold her as tight as he could.

After several minutes, Dean brought Robin over to the bed and sat her down. She was calm, but still obviously shaken.

"What if I don't change?" Robin's brown eyes were filled with tears as they looked at Dean. He had a helpless expression on his face. He never intended to make her cry.

"Tweety, you've already changed. We both have! A year ago, I would've fucked anything that moved just because I felt like it. Then I met you." He noticed her starting to cry again. "You could've continued fucking Roman and kept it from me, but you didn't. You've changed too, Robin." She looked at him and cracked a little smile before laying her head on his chest.

"Speaking of fucking anything that moves, what's up with that skank Jasmine?" Dean laughed and kissed Robin on the top of her head.

"She's just somebody I'm spending time with. What about you and Kareem Abdul Jabbar?" Robin laughed hysterically.

"You call him everything, BUT his name!" Dean sat patiently waiting for her to elaborate on her relationship with Derrick. "He's a guy who was sweet when I needed it. I don't have feelings for him though."

"He's not your type, Tweety. I knew that from the moment you told me about him."

"Oh is that right?"

"Yes. I do understand that you need a little romance with your sports, but that dude was just corny!" Robin laughed again at Dean's total lack of a filter.

"He was a little corny, but your girl was just disgusting. Where'd you find her at?"

"Hey she was good in bed. It wasn't like you were around…" Dean put his hand on Robin's back to test the waters.

"I thought you needed time. So, I'm giving you time." Robin looked away feeling tears welling up in her eyes.

"We were in a fucked up situation. I lost my girl and my best friend at the same time!"

"I'm sorry."

"No, I'm over that, Tweety. I've mended things with Roman and you and I are still in each other's lives." Robin hated that she wasn't his girl anymore. Merely being in each other's lives wasn't good enough, but she understood why Dean was hesitant with her.

"Maybe I should go. We have an early flight tomorrow." Dean still looked sad and so did Robin. Her heart ached for Dean, but she didn't want to seem like she was rushing him.

"You can stay with me tonight…if you want. No pressure. We can just talk." Robin wanted to nestle herself in the safety of his arms, but it hurt too much to know that he'd be probably be holding Jasmine tomorrow night.

"I don't know Dean. I should go."

"Tweety…"

"Goodnight Dean." Robin ran for the door before she started sobbing again. Dean watched the door close in his face and banged on the wall out of frustration. He wanted her back so bad, but he wasn't sure he could trust her again. Meanwhile, not being together was tearing both of them apart.