Hell Bound For You
Chapter 2: Blue Jeans
Dean laid on his back staring up at the ceiling as thoughts of Mallory ran through his head. He bit his lip as various thoughts of her made his length harden. Roman had taken Christina and Noelani out for dinner and a movie so he knew that they would be gone for a few hours. Seth and Brenna were going on their official first date so they were out of the question in terms of hanging out as well.
"Nope. Can't go up there…won't go up there" he thought to himself as he sat up on the bed dropping his feet to the floor. After a few minutes of pondering, Dean was on his feet fully and headed upstairs towards Mallory's room. He stood there for a moment and contemplated knocking but opted to just open the door instead.
Mallory was sleeping soundly on the bed when Dean walked in. He stopped dead in his tracks and simply stared at her as a smile slowly crept over his face. She looked so beautiful and exotic. Dean wanted nothing more than to hold her right now, but he knew it was against the rules. "This isn't...it can't be happening" he shook his head in an attempt to disregard his ever growing string of emotions about the red headed woman in front of him.
Rolling his eyes to ignore the fact that she was sleeping in a tiny t-shirt and panties, Dean made a quick pivot to exit Mallory's room.
"Leaving me already sugar?" she croaked softly making Dean freeze in stride. He looked back over his shoulder and saw Mallory perched up on the bed now.
"I uh...um I didn't really want anything. Maybe see if you wanted to order some food or something, since Roman took his ladies out tonight and Bren and Seth are at a concert" he sighed, stumbling through his question.
"Dean Ambrose...I know you did not just fumble through that question, did you?" she smiled as she sauntered over to him. Mallory bit her lip as she looked up at Dean who was trying his best not to look into her honey colored eyes. "Well I am a little hungry now and I was gonna go out but I'm fine with ordering in" she whispered leaning up on her tip toes to kiss his lips.
She wrapped her arms around Dean's neck pulling him down a little as she slipped her tongue into his mouth making him groan. He couldn't resist the urge to grab her plump ass, so he squeezed both cheeks firmly pulling her body closer to his. Mallory slid her hands down Dean's torso and began to pick at the button of his blue jeans.
Surprisingly Dean pulled back from the kiss as he pushed Mallory away gently. "Hang on doll…" he panted, rubbing her shoulders. "As nice and hot as this fucking is, I was sincerely hoping that we could just kinda hang out and spend a little time with each other" he said with a sheepish expression.
"Oh…" Mallory mumbled glancing down as a small smirk spread across her face. "So if we're just going to hang out um...what are we gonna do about that?" she grinned, pointing at the blatant bulge in Dean's blue jeans.
"Well…uh we can just ignore it I mean eventually I'll settle back down" he chuckled lowly looking into her eyes. "Ok…" she sighed biting her lip to avoid looking at Dean's crotch. He slinked an arm around her as they made their way downstairs.
Dean and Mallory sat quietly together on his bed watching a horror movie. Her head was resting on his chest while he absently ran his hand up and down occasionally stopping to trace tiny circles on the small of her back. "This is nice…" she thought herself while nestling her face into Dean's chest a little more.
The peach scent of Mallory's shampoo was driving him wild. He wanted to pull her onto his lap so he could make out with her, but their sex drives were so high for each other he knew there was no way in hell they could just make out.
"You alright there sugar? You seem a little zoned out…" she mumbled softly snapping Dean out of his trance. "What?" he said looking down at Mallory as she pulled herself away from his chest. "You just seemed a little spaced out that's all" she sighed settling against the headboard. She shifted her weight on the bed then drew her knees up to her chest. "Well what should we do now?" she shrugged as the movie credits began to roll. "Fuck!" Dean thought to himself as he tried to ponder ideas.
Before he could respond Mallory was straddling his hips. "I can think of a few things we could be doing right now, but you don't seem too keen on it tonight so I'm gonna head back upstairs" she whispered in his ear then left a kiss on his cheek.
"Wait…" Dean muttered, tugging on Mallory's arm to sit her back down on his lap. "Finally coming around?" she said winking at him. "No doll, it's not that. I've just got a lot on my mind thinking about us and I'd like to get some of it off my chest" he sighed running a hand through his copper blonde hair. "Dammit…" she cursed under her breath as she had a feeling this conversation was about to go exactly where she didn't want it to go.
"Oh really?" she sighed, swallowing the newly formed lump in her throat. Dean held on to her hips and took a deep breath before speaking.
"Look doll... I mean Mallory, obviously we've got a great thing going here between us and don't get me wrong you're amazing" he said nervously "But there's something else I have to say and I'm not sure how". "I know damn well he is not about to end this relationship with me!" Mallory frowned at Dean as thoughts began to fill her head.
"I think... I've been thinking..." he sighed again running a hand over his face as the other grasped her hip.
"Don't you dare dump me Dean Ambrose! I'm always the dumper never the dumpee" she scoffed silently.
"It's not often that I do anything like this but... I think we should be exclusive Mallory" Dean said breaking the eye contact between them to stare at her collarbone while she was still straddling him.
"Dammit, he actually wants a relationship with me" she screamed internally as her eyes darted all around the room. "Focus...this isn't happening...it can't be… Damn him and those blue jeans" she thought when slowly her body began to squirm involuntarily against Dean. She needed to get away and fast.
"I like you a lot doll and I'm too selfish to think of another man touching you. Especially not after the time we've spent together. I want you all to myself" he smirked, stroking her cheek with his finger.
Mallory bit her bottom lip staring into Dean's icy blue eyes and shook her head. "Dean...that's very sweet but I can't...I'm just not made that way sugar" she frowned patting his cheek as she pulled herself off his lap and walked over to the door. She let out a deep sigh as her hand rested on the door knob, "I'm really sorry I can't give you what you want."
Dean hopped off the bed quickly and got to the door before Mallory could leave grabbing her by the shoulders. "Just...promise me you'll at least think about it" he begged, tilting her chin up so she could face him. Her eyes drifted down to the floor as Dean whispered, "Please" once more. She pursed her lips and nodded her head when Dean suddenly crashed his lips down onto hers.
Mallory tried her best to fight the kiss but whenever he kissed her, it felt as if her whole body was on fire. She couldn't pull away as she began lightly tangling her fingers into his already messy hair. Dean picked her up by her ass and carried her back over to his bed never once breaking their heated kiss. He placed her on her back breaking the kiss only to slide her panties down her legs and watch them as they fell to the floor.
Within seconds Dean's blue jeans and boxers were on the floor with Mallory's panties. He crawled onto the bed and settled himself between her thighs looking up her for approval. She sighed lustfully and nodded her head watching eagerly as Dean's cock filled her completely.
Their breathing was heavy as Dean's length slid in and out of Mallory's wetness. She clutched at his white t-shirt as his lips pressed against hers in a tender kiss. "Oh don't stop…" she panted as Dean quickened his pace inside of her, his forehead resting on hers.
"So fucking tight baby" he groaned digging his fingertips into her shoulders. His movement was slowly becoming shabby as his thrust were erratic and his breathing unsteady. He felt the familiar warming sensation in his lower abdomen as Mallory's walls clenched around him. "Dean I'm cumming…" she cried softly as her orgasm rushed through her body, coating his cock with her juices. "Fuck" he growled, shooting his hot sticky load deep inside of Mallory's body making her gasp at the sensation.
After a few moments of laying in silence, Dean finally pulled out kissing her lips as he withdrew. Mallory sat up on the bed and leaned over Dean grabbing a pair of his basketball shorts that were on the bed. "Hey…" he started but was silenced by her finger resting on his lips.
"If you can take my panties as your prize then I can take your shorts" she smirked sliding off the bed. After slipping into the shorts she walked around to other side of the bed and planted a soft kiss on Dean's cheek. "Thanks for dinner and a nice evening. Have a goodnight, Mr. Ambrose" she whispered, leaning back to kiss him one last time. She smiled walking over to the door and looked backed at Dean.
"Promise me you'll think about what I said earlier…" he muttered. She flashed a coy smile and nodded her head before leaving his room. Once Mallory was back in her room she leaned against the door and closed her eyes trying to run all the possible reasons to say no to Dean through her head.
"Damn…" she sighed miserably as she was unable to come up with a valid enough reason to deny his request. She fell onto her bed reaching over to turn off her lamp as she heard Roman and Christina shuffling upstairs with Noelani as they had just returned from their family night out. A small smile spread across her face as she pondered the idea of a family night with Dean, but she quickly shook her head trying to erase the thought from her mind.
Mallory slipped on her earbuds and hit play to drift off to good music. She laid on her back facing the ceiling when she heard the familiar voice of Lana Del Rey singing her to sleep as her eyes began to close.
Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean, and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby!
Even this song wasn't helping her as it blatantly reminded her of Dean's outfit from earlier in the day. There was no way she was going to end things with him, no matter how hard she would try it seemed as if she already knew her fate. Finally sub-coming to the music, she let her mind roam freely as images of Dean floated by in her head.
I will love you 'til the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Love you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember, oh baby ooh
I will love you 'til the end of time
Thank you all so much for reading! The song used at the end of this chapter is called "Blue Jeans" by the lovely Lana Del Rey. As always you all rock and stay tuned for the next chapter of Hell Without You. :)
