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I know a lot of you were disappointed at where I ended the last chapter, so I've given you what you wanted. At least, what I think you all wanted aha. This is rated M.
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Recently, Dean had been in a pretty constant foul mood. That sell-out Rollins had seen to that the day he'd turned on his brothers and stabbed them in the back for good measure too. It had messed with Dean's head that was for sure. Roman had taken the betrayal better than Dean, deciding to focus his anger on furthering his career, pushing himself closer and closer to the WWE World Heavyweight Championship. In Roman's eyes, if Seth didn't want to be part of their brotherhood anymore, he didn't want him as anyway. He didn't need him, and he was going to prove that he didn't need Seth, that he could succeed on his own.
Dean on the other hand, couldn't see past the red mist that clouded his mind whenever he thought of that two-toned haired little weasel. Whenever he saw the slimy scumbag he just wanted to throw punch after punch into his jaw, he wanted to hurt Seth as badly as Seth had hurt him. Dean had trusted him! It had taken a long time to form the brotherhood the three of them had shared, it had taken a long time for Dean to let down the concrete walls he'd built around himself to let anyone in close, to trust anyone, and Seth had completely destroyed that.
He hated himself for letting those walls down. For letting anyone close enough that they could hurt him; physically Dean had taken beatings and had brutal matches that had left some pretty visible scars, but he'd never let anyone close enough to hurt him emotionally until now. He felt sick as he thought of all the times Seth had reassured him that they'd always have each other's back, that they were brothers, they were family.
Dean promised himself he'd never make the mistake of trusting someone inexplicably again.
He wasn't even sure if he wholly trusted Roman anymore either. Roman was Dean's closest friend and had never done anything to hurt Dean, but he just couldn't understand how Roman could almost forget Seth's betrayal and just begin chasing the WWE World Heavyweight Championship. Why wasn't he as hurt as Dean was? Had he expected it? Had he never really believed that they were in The Shield for the long haul? Had he seen it just as a platform to something bigger? As much as he loved Roman, the trust they'd once shared would never be the same, all because of Seth.
The majority of the time Dean just felt like he was going out of his mind trying to piece together why Seth had done what he'd done. He almost constantly felt sick with rage, his fists curling at his sides with his teeth clenched as he thought of all the different ways he could hurt Seth; his thoughts ran a million miles an hour, never slowing to really think things through, the only time these days his mind seemed to relax was when he was with Athena.
Dean was pretty sure Athena was good to her core. She had an air of innocence and naivety that he almost envied and a heart that was warm, generous and kind.
And he was going to hurt her just as much as Seth had.
Collateral damage, Dean told himself over and over again.
He unconsciously messed his hair as he wondered around the back of the arena looking for catering. Dean was starving; he hadn't eaten in almost sixteen hours. The night before, he'd hit the gym straight after the show before diving into bed, then Athena had turned up and given him another work out. He'd certainly worked up an appetite before passing out, waking up late and having to rush to the next town.
Turning the corner, Dean slowed his pace to a cocky stroll as he spotted Seth and his two security goons flanking him. "Well, if it isn't Cinderella and the two ugly step-sisters," Dean drawled drawing Seth, Jamie and Joey's attention. Dean squinted forward smirking. "Or is it the wicked step-mother?"
Seth let out a dry laugh. "You been watching kids TV again? Don't you think it's time to grow up, Ambrose?"
Dean continued stalking towards Seth slowly. "Awhh I grew up a long time ago Rollins, I'm a big boy," Dean said mockingly. "Athena learnt that last night."
Seth's eyes narrowed in angrily and he clenched his teeth. "You think I give a fuck what you and her get up to?!" He spat the words out.
Dean stopped, laughing though his eyes were focused furiously on Seth. "I know you give a fuck. I know she's the only girl you've ever given a damn about," Seth glared at Dean as Joey and Jamie looked back and forth nervously. "And now I know why. God, she tastes good doesn't she-?"
Seth launched himself forward with a balled up fist. Anticipating Seth's attack Dean dived forward at the same moment, his shoulder ramming into Seth's stomach causing them to tumble to the floor in heap. Dean threw fists madly as Joey and Jamie began to pull Seth upright. Seth laid a kick into Dean's ribs causing him to buckle, one arm wrapping around his ribs. Dean wheezed as he staggered upright readying to throw himself forward as a handful of security appeared wrapping their hands around his arms pulling him away from Seth.
"You're fucking dead," Seth yelled, pointing furiously, as Joey and Jamie both held out limp arms stopping Seth charging forward. "You hear that Dean?" He continued as Ambrose laughed manically. "You're fucked!"
"It's Athena that's going to get fucked," he laughed. "Every night." The security began dragging Dean around a corner but he kept shouting. "Fucked every night, by my fucking dick!"
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"You have had a face like a slapped ass all day, baby girl. What's up?" Roman said pulling out of the parking lot.
"I second that," Naomi agreed from the backseat. They'd been doing press and photo shoots all day whilst half the roster did a house show and Athena had forced Naomi into getting a ride into the next town with them rather than driving on her own.
Naomi had been less than pleased. She could only imagine what her husband would say about her carpooling with Roman Reigns.
Athena turned in her seat so she could see Naomi. "I have not," she said flicking her eyes between Naomi and Roman.
Roman scoffed. "Did something bad go down with you and my boy this morning?"
"Why would you think that?"
"Well it didn't sound like something bad was going down last night, if you know what I mean," he turned smirking to find Athena blushing furiously in her seat.
Naomi's eyes bulged and she sat forward, her seat belt stretching forward with her. "Wait, what? I'm missing some serious details here."
Athena groaned burying her face within her hands.
"Ah-ha," Roman smiled widely, enjoying embarrassing his friend. "So it's not just me you've been keeping your dirty little secret from!"
"It's not a dirty little secret-" Athena responded immediately.
"From what I heard it sounded dirty last night," Roman laughed.
Athena slapped Roman muscular arm. "Roman!" She scolded.
Naomi pushed herself forward even further, her face appearing between the front and passenger seat. "Hello! Someone want to fill me in on what's been going on?"
Sighing Athena turned in her seat once again to face Naomi. It's not like she was purposefully avoiding telling anyone she was dating Dean, she just wasn't the type of a girl to shout it from the rooftops and get his name tattooed across her chest after just a few weeks of dating. Naomi had been mortified by her decision to date one Shield member; can you imagine her reaction when Athena told her she was dating a second? Athena wanted the seat to swallow her up.
"Dean and I, we've been dating," Athena said eyeing her friend with wide blue eyes.
Naomi sat back in her seat, her lips slightly parted as she tried to form a response. "As in Dean Ambrose?" She asked slowly, not quite believing what Athena was saying. Athena hated that guy! Why would she suddenly want to date him?
"Yep," Athena replied nonchalantly, trying to gage her friend's reaction.
Opening and closing her mouth several times, Naomi was speechless. She watched as Athena pursed her lips nervously and a light blush crept across her cheekbones. "Right," Naomi said slowly. She knew she had to be careful what she said with Roman in the car, and she'd have to word what she said carefully to Athena if her friend really liked the known lunatic.
"You're mad," Athena pointed out.
Roman scrunched his face up in confusion and shot a look at Athena as if asking why would Naomi be mad.
"I'm not mad," Naomi began. "It's just," she tilted her head slightly as she contemplated her words. "You hate him."
"Not anymore," Athena shrugged. "He's actually really sweet."
Roman burst out laughing. "I've heard Dean be called many things; sweet was never one of them."
"I second that," Naomi said for the second time within minutes.
Athena shrugged her shoulders. "Well he's sweet to me," she began twirling a piece of hair. "That's what matter's right?"
Naomi opened her mouth but Roman spoke first interrupting her. "That's right, baby girl."
"Just, wait, my mind is still blown. How long has this been going on?" Naomi asked. "How did it happen?!"
"Not long, a couple of weeks." Athena replied. "We were just hanging out more and more and it just happened. It was the last thing I expected too, but I really like him."
"Does Seth know?" Naomi asked, causing both Athena and Roman to frown.
"Yeah, not that I care," Athena spoke. "He was saying all this horrible stuff about Dean to me yesterday, that's why I turned up at your room last night to ask Dean about it."
Roman kept his eyes on the road. "You didn't like the answer? Is that why you've been quiet all day?"
"No, we talked everything through and everything was great, like really great-"
"I heard," Roman interrupted with a wide grin only for Athena to slap him once again.
Naomi laughed at Roman's teasing. "Was it the first time you two," she waved her fingers around. "You know?" Athena bit her lip shyly as she nodded to her friend. Naomi sat quiet for a moment. "Was it good?" She blurted out.
Athena giggled girlishly. "Yeah it was-"
"Okay, I don't need to hear the details of what you and my boy got up to," Roman interrupted, flicking his bright grey eyes on Athena.
Athena smiled. "Oh, am I embarrassing you, Mr. Lothario? Just like you tried to embarrass me earlier, hm?" Athena laughed. "Just for that I'm going to give Naomi a detailed description of my night."
Roman groaned as he rolled his eyes.
"You were saying?" Naomi continued, smiling at a clearly uncomfortable Roman.
"It was great, like really really really great," Athena's eyed bulged as she stressed the word 'great'. "I thought I'd had great sex before, but my God, it was like on a whole other level." Athena flicked her eyes to Roman, enjoying herself. "I was nervous at first, what with Dean being so experienced but he quickly got me to relax-"
"Okay, okay we get it," Roman interrupted. "You had a great time. There were fireworks and a parade afterwards, the angels were singing, blah blah blah, but that doesn't explain why you've been in such a mood all day."
Athena frowned, the anxious knot that had plagued her stomach all day returning. "It's nothing." Roman shot her a look that warned that she better answer the question quickly. Athena let out an over-dramatic sigh. "I fell asleep there and when I woke up in the morning, Dean was gone. I know we weren't travelling with him today, but I didn't think he would just bail. I'm kinda' worrying now that Dean wanted me to leave, and now I look like the creepy stalker girl that didn't." It had been worrying her all day, she really liked him and he'd said that he really liked her, but what if it was just to get into her pants and now he wouldn't want anything to do with her? She felt sick at the thought and had tried and failed to brush it from her mind all day; Athena had been checking her phone all day hoping for a message, not wanting to message him first if he didn't want to speak to her.
Roman frowned but stayed silent. That sounded like Dean, he wasn't the snuggling type. He liked to bang them and leave them, or kick them out. He'd be seriously pissed with his brother if he'd just used Athena, especially after hearing how much Athena liked him.
"I'm sure you're thinking too much into it," Roman said quietly, doubting his words as they came from his mouth.
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Dean banged a balled up fist on Athena's hotel room door. He waited a second before banging loudly a second time determined to clear up Athena's worries. Roman had confronted him about why he left without saying goodbye to Athena that morning and had explained that Athena had been worrying all day about it. It was ridiculous, he was late and he didn't want to wake her when she was sleeping just to say goodbye. If he had not of slept late, he would have definitely woken her up to say goodbye. Just as he was about to bang on the door for a third time it swung open.
Athena stood barefoot wearing a tight knee length red dress, her auburn curls framing her face and her plump lips matching the exact colour of her dress.
"Wow. You look gorgeous," Dean groused, his blue eyes roaming Athena's body. "Going somewhere?" He leaned one arm on the door frame as he leaned into the room, still admiring Athena.
"A few of us girls were going to head to the hotel bar," Athena said, shifting uncomfortably under Dean's stare. "Dean," she said trying to grab his attention as he licked his lower lip. "Dean!"
His head shot up and he smirked. "What? You can't blame a guy!" He laughed. "Are you going to invite me in?"
Athena's deep blue eyes widened slightly. "Sure."
Athena moved to one side to let Dean into the room, grateful Alicia had already gone out. He sauntered in cockily heading straight towards the bed before sitting on the edge of it comfortably. Athena closed the door and moved across the wall so she stood in front of Dean.
"Roman told me you've been a sourpuss all day," he said mockingly. Athena opened her mouth before closing it again, no words coming out. "He told me why." Nodding slowly, Athena began twirling a strand of hair nervously as Dean's icy eyes bore into her. "I was late this morning, and I didn't want to wake you when you were sleeping so well."
"Oh," Athena breathed out, mentally slapping herself for worrying all day.
Dean pushed himself off the bed and walked slowly towards Athena. He placed his arms on either side of the wall trapping her close to him. "Why would I want you gone?" He mumbled, his eyes focused on her delicious red lips.
"I-" Athena stumbled, losing the ability to form words as her stomach danced with butterflies. She moved up on to tip toes, her hand burying in Dean's dishwater curls pulling his lips down to meet hers. Dean's lips were warm and exciting and Athena opened her mouth to allow Dean's tongue access; she moaned deeply as his big hands crawled teasingly slow down her waist to her hips.
Her fingers brushed against his stubbly cheeks making her way down to his chest. She began to frantically unzip his hoody only for him to pull away from her and spin her around just as she got the zipper undone. He pressed her against the wall, his solid crotch pressing into her back as he scraped her hair to one side, his lips instantly attacking her slender neck. Athena breathed heavily as Dean's stubble scratched against her delicate skin; his fingers danced up her back finally finding her zipper. He took a step back as he slowly, tauntingly, unzipped the back off her dress, his calloused thumb gliding against her soft back as the zip fell. Stepping away from the wall Athena pulled her arms free, letting the dress fall to a pool around her feet before turning to face Dean who was running a thumb across his lower lip as he eyed her body hungrily.
Taking a brave deep breath Athena took a step forward pushing Dean's jacket from his shoulders before beginning to remove his T-shirt. Dean quickly pulled the material from his skin, knowing that with Athena's much smaller height she'd never get it over his head, before tossing it to the floor.
He let his ravenous eyes wonder across her body, delighting in the small matching red underwear set she wore as he undid his belt buckle. Athena bit her lip in anticipation, her fingers brushing across his muscular chest, a warm feeling spreading between her legs. She let her fingers slip down to his jean button, popping it open smoother than she could have ever hoped, before falling to her knees as she pulled the thick material of his jeans down his legs. She curled her fingers around the waistband of his boxers, peeling them down his thighs freeing his impressive erection. Nervously, she leaned forward and wrapped her small hand around his thick girth, she moved forward slowly, placing soft kisses down his shaft before running her tongue teasingly slow back up towards the head. Taking him in her mouth, Athena looked up to see Dean watching her with half lidded eyes, his hand gently burying itself in her curls.
Dean moaned deeply as Athena's mouth worked his head as her hand pumped him. Dean's eyes fluttered and his head fell back as he basked in her warm wet mouth. Feeling himself building, he pulled away, wrapping a hand around her forearm pulling her quickly to her feet. Her lipstick was faded and slightly smeared as he smashed his lips against hers pulling her backwards so that they staggered onto the bed. She straddled him as they continued kissing, her covered crotch grinding against his bare erection. Groaning, he wrapped his arms around her and unhooked her bra, only pulling away to slide the garment down her arms; his big hands came around and massaged her pert breasts as she leaned back down her lips attacking his once again. Rolling them over, Dean hovered above Athena's whimpering body before taking one of her pink nipples into his mouth, his thumb rubbing softly over the other nipple. Moving down her smooth body, Dean hooked his fingers around her panties and gently slid them down her legs as she watched him breathlessly. He raised her ankle into the air and began kissing her calve, placing stubbly kisses all along her lower leg and up her thigh, his fingers ghosting across her wet entrance.
Athena moaned loudly as he nipped on her inner thigh, his fingers moving slowly in and out of her before he began to rub circles into her swollen nub. She arched her back, aching for him. "I need you. Now," Athena gasped. Dean ran his tongue slowly from her thigh into her folds, revelling in the taste of her. She bucked her hips, desperate for him to be inside her. "Now, Dean!" She demanded.
He pulled away from her with a smirk and quickly moved off the bed to dig in his jean pockets for a condom as Athena watched on impatiently. Once he'd rolled the condom down his length he inched his away back between her legs, positioning himself at her opening. Leaning on his elbows, he stared down at her. "You're fucking gorgeous, you know that?" He pushed himself into her tight opening with one deep thrust. Athena let out a gasp as Dean stopped allowing her to adjust to his size, though every fibre of his being was begging him to start moving. "You okay?"
She nodded, her eyes fluttering as a smile stretched across her face. Athena began to move beneath him and Dean took it as his cue to start moving within her. He started slow, watching Athena's expression turn from pure bliss into pure ecstasy as he sped up his pumps within her. She dug her nails into his back and wrapped her firm legs around his waist as he thrust himself deeper and deeper into her; his thumb found its way to her clit and he began rubbing pushing her to her limit. "I'm going to," she gasped. "I'm going to-" she never finished her sentence as a loud moan escaped her plump lips as her body stiffened around Dean, her inner walls convulsing pushing him over the edge with a deep growl.
Dean breathed deeply as Athena's legs relaxed around him before falling limp to the bed. She smiled up at him as he lowered himself into the crook of her neck, placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
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