A/N: I can never leave a story untold, so decided to give you a look at what happened between Seth and Jess when they left Bianca alone with her fantasy men.

This chapter is dedicated to Sinistergateslegend and Thoughts in Chaos, who both deeply appreciate Seth for the gorgeous, talented stud that he is.

"Bianca's a big fan of those two, yeah?" Seth asked casually as he followed Jess down the hallway. They had just left Dean and Roman alone with the blushing girl, to let whatever was supposed to happen…happen.

"That's putting it lightly," she smiled at him over her shoulder, her hips swaying temptingly beneath her dress.

Seth felt his cock shift in his pants, which was an achievement in itself, considering how tight they were. Dean and Roman gave him shit for his penchant for skinny jeans, but fuck it, he liked them. It gave the ladies a good idea of what he was packing, and that usually worked to his advantage.

"You're gonna be famous now, girl. People will want to know who you two are."

"Don't I know it," she said, slowing down her pace. "I already had my first attempt at phone sex come through this morning." She wrinkled her nose in disgust, shaking her head at the memory.

Seth laughed, his chocolate brown eyes lighting up, "Oh, you don't like dirty talk?"

Jess stopped, looking back to watch him thoughtfully for a moment. "I like it when someone can carry through on their promises," she said softly, her eyes wandering over his body, a look of hot appreciation glowing in them.

Seth swallowed hard. This girl was something special. Fuck. He bet that she was an animal in bed. Clearing his throat, he waited for her to continue on her way, running a hand through his hair as he trailed after her.

Jess smiled to herself, pleased that she had provoked such an adorable reaction. Seth Rollins was cuteness personified…but there was something else there. She was certain of that – his handsome face and ripped body were made for a woman's pleasure. He may look like a gorgeous angel, but he definitely had a naughty streak. She could see it right there in his eyes, hear it in his tone when he teased her about dirty talk. Maybe it was time for them to explore that naughty streak together…

"This is our gym. Aubrey thought it was important that we had our own facility to use during the workday, to relieve stress or pent up energy, so that we could return to our desks as refreshed, productive people."

"Yeah, he mentioned something like that during the podcast," Seth replied distractedly, wondering if Jess liked to relieve stress or pent up energy in other ways.

Jess watched him, noting that his mind was elsewhere. She had already shown him the reception area and conference rooms, but he hadn't seemed all that interested. Not that she blamed him – it was just a regular building. She furrowed her brow in thought, turning on her heel and leading him to the next stop on their impromptu tour.

Seth walked closely behind her, his eyes glued to her ass. The hem of her dress lifted with each sway of her hips, giving him glimpses of her thighs with every step. He wanted to bend her over, right here, right now and ensure that she returned to her desk as a refreshed, productive person. He smiled at the thought. Maybe he should take a page out of Dean and Roman's book – corner his prey and give her what they both wanted. He hadn't missed her hints.

Jess stopped in front of a nondescript looking door, her hand landing on the knob. "I think you'll like this one," she grinned, twisting it and allowing him to enter first.

Seth stepped over the threshold and found himself in a large, windowless room with high ceilings. Shelves ran the length of the room, weighed down with boxes of every supplement and protein mix imaginable. Jess was right, it was like his own personal heaven. He wandered over to a shelf and picked up a box, taking his time to peruse the ingredients.

Jess watched him expectantly, willing him to put his eyes on her again, but he was completely absorbed in exploring all of the goodies that lay before him…with the exception of her goodies, apparently. She ran her fingers through her hair, straightened her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and fluffed out the hem of her red dress as she waited. And yet he continued to examine the products, his exploration taking him further and further away from where she stood.

He was about to round the corner and disappear into the next aisle when she called out, "Aubrey said that you can bring home as much as you can carry, so take whatever you want."

Seth didn't even look at her, he simply nodded his head and walked out of her field of vision.

A feeling of disappointment sank down to her tummy. She ran a hand over her stomach, trying to push the sadness away, dismissing it as silly. She wondered what Bianca was up to at that moment. She was a quiet girl, but surely the way that Dean and Roman had been looking at her would mean that the three were engaging in a mid-morning delight. Her co-worker would be insane to not take advantage of such an opportunity. Jess herself would be happy to jump Mr. Rollins here, if he were to show even the slightest interest in her. His teasing earlier must have been par for the course, he interacted with adoring women on a daily basis, he was probably contractually obligated to flirt a little with them.

She whipped out her phone and scrolled through her Twitter feed, pleasantly surprised to see that #OnnitPodcast was trending. This would mean major exposure for the company, Aubrey would be delighted. When Seth still hadn't re-appeared five minutes later, she wandered back toward the door, rolling her neck on her shoulders, hoping that he wouldn't be too much longer. She had a backlog of emails and calls waiting impatiently on her desk.

She was suddenly shoved up against the door, her breath leaving her body in one startled gasp.

"Wha-"

Seth pressed his large frame against her back, keeping her firmly trapped between his body and the door.

"Did you mean it?" He whispered directly into her ear, the coarse hairs of his beard tickling her skin.

"Mean what?" She asked, completely distracted by how good he felt. She was ultra aware of the power and strength of his beautiful body, the muscles tense as they pinned her down.

"Did you mean it when you said that I can take whatever I want?" His fingers had drifted down to the hem of her dress, dipping under the material so that he could tease the skin of her inner thighs.

Jess closed her eyes, unable to answer right away. The calloused skin of his fingertips dragging over her uber-sensitive skin was beyond pleasurable. She rested her forehead against the door, trying to regain her composure. Taking a deep breath, she nodded, "Yes, I meant it. Have you found something that you want…?"

He chuckled, the deep sound vibrating through his chest. "Yeah, I have. A few things, actually. Like this…" One hand slid up to grasp a breast through her dress, squeezing it rhythmically, the friction of his palm causing her nipple to peak into an impossibly hard point. "…and this…" The hand that remained on her thigh moved up to cup her pussy through her panties, his fingers rubbing her firmly.

Jess let out a shaky breath, moaning softly when his fingers found her clit.

"Did you see anything that you wanted, Jess?" He asked, his voice nothing more than a deep rumble in the silent storage room.

"Mmm, yeah," she replied, pushing her bottom back against his hard length. Her eyes lit up when she felt his impressive erection move over her ass. She had briefly glimpsed an outline through his pants, but to feel it was a much more enjoyable experience.

Seth slowly rolled his hips, pushing his hard cock against her lush ass. He hadn't got eyes on it yet, but it sure fucking felt like heaven already. He kept touching her, feeling her grow hotter with every thrust of his hips, every squeeze of her breast, every circle that he rubbed on her clit.

Her body was giving in to him so damn easily. She never gave it up without a good chase, so what was it about Seth Rollins that made her want to? Biting down on her bottom lip, she steeled her inner resolve and ground out the words, "If you're going to fuck me up against a door, I at least expect a kiss, Rollins."

Seth dug his fingers into her hips and roughly spun her around, shoving her back against the door, once again stealing the breath from her body. He propped himself up with one hand by her head, the other sliding down to palm her ass. He leaned down and brushed his lips lightly back and forth over hers, causing her to groan with need. He was such a fucking tease.

Unable to bear it any longer, Jess closed the hair's breadth that remained between their lips and captured his in a passionate kiss. She smoothed her hands up his sides, taking an extra few seconds to enjoy the feel of his solid pecs beneath his shirt. Without breaking their liplock, her hands found their way back down to the hem of his shirt and lifted the material insistently. Seth took the hint and pulled away briefly so that she could pull it off over his head.

She bit down on her lower lip, holding him at arm's length as her eyes ate him right up. "You're fucking pretty, Rollins," she declared, leaning down to lick a long, wet line from the skin just above his belt up to the hollow of his throat.

She felt him jerk at her bold actions, but he soon recovered, pressing her against the door once more. "Glad you think so," he purred into her ear. "You're fucking pretty yourself. And I'm going to fuck you pretty good."

Jess laughed, rolling her eyes at his joke. "Who knew that the Architect of the Shield would be such a cheeseball?"

Seth let her run her mouth - he had just the thing to change those sassy words into much more interesting noises. He began to kiss a trail down her neck, his fingers finding the zipper of her dress and dragging it down slowly. He cupped the nape of her neck and continued to suck and nibble on her skin, her smart mouth now releasing only breathy little sighs and moans. The evil bastard in him didn't care that she would have to explain his marks to her co-workers. The thought made him smile against her neck.

The zip ended just above her ass, but Jess barely noticed that her dress was now hanging off of her shoulders. Seth's mouth was fucking lethal, he was able to make her squirm and whimper with strategically placed kisses and bites alone. The dress fell from her body with one determined push, the material skimming over her curves before pooling at her feet.

Jess' eyes snapped open, realising that she was now wearing only her bra, panties and heels. The cool air of the stock room raised goosebumps on her arms, legs and chest, every nerve hypersensitive to the temperature...and the gorgeous man that was still nipping at her neck. She should have been concerned that someone would walk in on them…but she wasn't. As an extra precaution, she had already locked the door, and Seth was too damn good a prospect to pass up for something as inconsequential as fear.

He took a small step back to take in her body, his eyes warming in appreciation at what he saw. Jess moved to kick off her shoes, but he grabbed her wrist to halt her. "No. The heels stay on. But lose the panties."

Jess arched a brow at him, remaining silent for a moment. "I want you to take them off," she murmured, her hands exploring his tanned biceps. They were a pleasure to squeeze and fondle.

He inclined his chin down, watching her hands as they worked over his muscles. "I'll do it, but only because I'm a gentleman," he replied, looking up at her from beneath his long, black lashes. They were the prettiest boy-lashes that she had ever seen. Those eyes of his did funny things to her insides. And by her insides, she meant her vagina.

Seth crouched down and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her boyshorts. He smiled at her choice of underwear, noticing that they were decorated with images of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. She didn't regret her choice for a second, enjoying his reaction. Ninjas for a ninja, and all of that.

He helped her to step out of them, dropping them on the floor beside him. He ran his hands up her thighs and gently pulled them apart, opening her up to him. Wasting no time, he leaned in and kissed her cleft, his warm tongue rolling around, exploring her most intimate parts.

Jess' back arched from his direct treatment, her hips jutting forward, her head resting against the door as she attempted to deal with the pleasure that he was offering. She looked down to find an erotically charged sight – Seth's eyes were closed as he worked his mouth against her, the vibrations from his groans sparking little trails of electricity that ran up and down her body.

She freed his hair from the band that kept it neatly in place, and gripped handfuls of the soft two-toned locks. His tongue circled her clit, sucking it firmly every now and again, consistently catching her off guard and almost making her legs give out every single time. After a few minutes of his very thorough attention, her pussy was soaking wet, open, swollen, and aching for his cock. She tried to communicate this to him by yanking firmly on his hair.

Seth glanced up, satisfied to find that Jess was a quivering mess. He loved that he had put that hungry, needy look in her large blue eyes. He kissed her clit one last time before pulling himself up to his full height.

"Jess…"

She whimpered pleadingly, rubbing her thighs together in an attempt to slow down the need that was rapidly building within her.

He blew softly into her ear, biting down on her lobe in quick succession.

"…It ain't gonna suck itself, sweetheart," he smirked.

She gasped, struck by admiration at his forwardness, and a desire to murder this motherfucking pussy tease that stood before her. He almost looked innocent, if it weren't for the lusty glint in those eyes of his.

Working on primal instinct alone, she instantly sank to her knees and jerked open his belt, wrenching his zipper down and freeing his dick from his pants. She shoved them down to the middle of his thighs and immediately took hold of the glorious erection that bobbed in front of her face. Who would have thought that this angelic looking boy was packing some serious heat in his boxer briefs?

Seth was proving to be equally take charge, and caught handfuls of her long brown hair, urging her mouth forward. Normally, Jess was all about teasing a man, but in this instance, she had been pushed beyond her own limits and wanted him inside her. Now. Seth appeared to want to drag out this little game, but they'd see how long that resolution would last once she took him in her mouth.

She lapped at the pre-cum that had gathered, pleased that she wasn't the only one to be feeling horny as fuck for this little mid-morning rendezvous. He let his head fall back, his tongue running along his lips, a groan leaving his open mouth. She used both hands to cover his length as she began to rhythmically massage his cock, stimulating every single inch. She sucked the sensitive head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it over and over and over again.

He unconsciously thrust forward, seeking more, muttering curses to himself as she worked. Jess kept her eyes focused on him, moaning around the head of his cock, letting him know how much she was enjoying it. Seth watched her, his hands moving restlessly through her hair.

"Fuck it," he bit out, hooking his arms under hers and pulling her to a standing position. She smiled triumphantly, moving to wrap her arms around his neck but he stopped her. He instead spun her around so that her chest was pressed against the wood again.

"I like hitting it from behind," he growled into her hair.

Jess couldn't suppress the shiver of arousal that coursed through her body. Mr. Puppy Dog Eyes was long gone, and in his place now stood a horny as fuck, throbbing hard man.

"Is that what you want, Jess? Do you want me to slam into your tight little pussy, getting nice and deep? Hitting that spot that feels so fucking good?" His voice was unbelievably sexy, so low and guttural, rasping out dark promises.

"Yes," she moaned, grinding back on his cock, needing him inside of her right now.

A quick search through the back pockets of his pants produced a condom, which he slid on easily. He lined himself up with her entrance, unable to resist the urge to torment her for a few more seconds by rubbing his cock head over her clit.

"You asshole," she said through gritted teeth, reaching back, prepared to shove him inside if she had to. Seth chuckled, catching her wrists and planting her palms against the wall, keeping his own on top of them.

He thrust forward and entered her in one smooth movement, sinking deep, feeling her muscles instantly clamp down on him. He held her in place, his mouth going back to work on the marks that were freshly blooming on her neck, only his hips moving back and forth.

"You're soaking wet for me." He licked up her neck, catching the top of her ear gently between his teeth. She reacted so perfectly to his preferred animalistic style of fucking. "So tight and ready."

Jess began to move her hips back against him, her moans getting louder as they worked into a faster rhythm, his balls slapping against her with each sharp thrust.

Seth released his hold on her wrists, one hand moving to push down her bra and pinch her nipple sharply, the other creeping down to play with her clit. He saw her fingers curl into fists, the slope of her neck as her head dropped down for a moment, getting lost in what she was feeling. She went to touch him but stopped when he ordered, "No. Keep your hands on the wall. Focus on what I'm doing to you. No touching allowed."

Jess gulped, taken aback by his command, but found herself obeying it. Could this man get any hotter? She was so tightly wound up, heat burning every part of her body, her climax clawing just beneath the surface of her skin. She was sweating, for fuck's sake! Not to mention the fact that she was being fucked against a door by an insanely hot man at her place of work. All of these thoughts brought her even closer to orgasm.

"Mmm, I can feel your pussy clenching, holding me so tightly," he breathed, the strain telling in his voice too. "Are you gonna come for me, Jess? Will you come all over my cock?"

A strangled cry and a nod of her head was the only response that she could manage.

"Then come," he coaxed her, his gentle tone at odds with the rough thrusts, sharp pinches and insistent rubbing that were making her fall apart.

Jess' climax was swift and powerful, all of that tension bleeding away to be replaced with a light, bubbly happiness. She rested her forehead against the door, resting her body weight on her palms as Seth continued to work toward his own end. His hands didn't leave her body, his ministrations causing an unexpected second orgasm to slam into her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She moaned, wondering how her legs hadn't turned into jelly by that point.

Seth came with a final rough thrust, and made the most delicious noises as he did so. He pulled out of her gently, and glanced around for an appropriate place to dispose of the condom.

"There's a trash shoot over there," she said when she spotted his furrowed brow.

"Thanks," he smiled, beginning to pull up his boxers.

"Nah ah ah," she chided, wagging her finger at him. "You can thank me by not pulling those things up and letting me appreciate what your Mama gave you."

For a man who had just thoroughly fucked her in a public place, Seth looked aghast at her suggestion. She winked at him, her smile easy and relaxed. Shrugging, he waddled over to the shoot, his pants and boxers hanging around his ankles. The tanned, round globes of his tight ass bobbed beautifully with every step.

"Such a pretty ass," she sighed when he returned to her. "Such a pretty boy."

He rolled his eyes, a flash of irritation evident in them. "I'm not fucking pretty."

She bit back a laugh, his grumpy expression was both pretty and adorable. "Okay, okay. But you did fuck me pretty damn good."

He perked up noticeably at that. "I wasn't sure if you'd like my style of fucking."

"It was right up my street," she assured him, bending down to tug up his briefs and pants. She buckled up his belt, fondly patting the bulge that appeared beneath the tight material.

Seth returned the favour, fixing her breasts back into her bra and guiding her dress back into place. He leaned down and kissed her one last time, dropping sweet little kisses on to her pouty lips.

"Alright, ready?" She asked, running her fingers through her hair.

"Yup," he grinned, eyeing up the dark marks on her neck.

She was about to flick the lock open, when she turned around to face him, her eyes wide, "Wait! My panties!"

Jess scanned the floor of the stockroom, trying to find the missing boyshorts. The sound of Seth clearing his throat caused her to look up at him, only to see the panties dangling from his index finger. She went to grab them, but Seth moved away, a sly smile on his face.

"You said that I could take whatever I wanted," he pointed out, his smile growing.

"What? Do you want to wear them?" She asked sarcastically, crossing her arms and attempting to kill her own smile.

He swaggered over to her, leaning in to her ear, as had become his habit.

"I'll give you a call the next time we're in Austin, and you can find out the answer to that question, sweetcheeks."

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