Here we go with the next chapter! Thanks so much for following, reviewing and favoriting my story. You guys rock.
Thanks a lot to pezziecoyote for being an awesome beta reader for this chapter.
This chapter was partly written bei ShannonTheAwesomeOne, but you will see which part exactly while you're reading it :)
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Chapter 2: Hi there, I'm Gavin!
Shannon and Dean were watching TV early the next morning. As they always did. There wasn't really a lot to talk about. Unfortunately. They both kept on being stubborn, not wanting to give the other person the satisfaction of 'winning' this game.
But Shannon hated that awkward situation between them. She knew she had to be the one to give in if she wanted this to work. Although she didn't know Dean well enough, she was sure that he knew how to play this game. He was a winner. That's what he always said and this time he would win again. Simply because Shannon couldn't take the tension anymore.
As inconspicuously as possible, she slowly moved closer to him, placing her head on his strong shoulder. She kept her focus on the TV screen, afraid to see the annoyance on his face. But she would be surprised to see that his look wasn't annoyed at all, no, he actually had a huge smile on his face.
Without saying a word, he put his arm around her, moving his body even closer to hers. A relieved sigh escaped Shannon's lips, making him smile even more. He caressed her arm softly, enjoying the feeling of her being so close to him. He had never experienced something like this before.
In this very moment, he didn't even feel the need to have sex with her. He just wanted her to be in his arms, he wanted to feel her heartbeat, her body close to his.
He was confused. He hated the feeling of being comfortable with someone. He knew how this would all end. It would end with her being hurt. It would end with him being broken again. And although he sometimes loved the pain, just to feel that he was alive, he didn't want to suffer because of heartache. He would rather have his neck broken than to have a mental breakdown.
He'd always told himself not to trust anybody. He didn't even trust himself. How was he supposed to let others see or know what was going on inside of his head? He didn't want anyone to know what he was feeling. Feelings were trouble. Big trouble. But the things he was thinking, the things he was experiencing with her…he just knew that these were indeed feelings. Feelings he couldn't fight, that just wouldn't leave.
As much as he wanted to forget about all of this, he couldn't back away. He didn't want to stop. He placed a soft kiss on the top of her head, making Shannon's heart beat even faster in her chest. Was Dean trying to show her affection? Is this how Dean Ambrose showed somebody he liked them?
Shannon tried not to think about this too much. She remembered Roman's words. Maybe Dean needed time to figure out what he felt. What he really wanted. And she would not put him under pressure. She would give him the time he needed. And she would wait for him to be ready for her. She just hoped he would make up his mind rather sooner than later.
"I can't take you to the airport later. I have to work," Shannon said quietly, breaking the silence. She really wanted to take him and she actually could have. She didn't lie when she said that she had to work, but that didn't happen until later in the evening. She thought it was for the better if he left by himself. It would hurt her too much to see him leave. She didn't want this to be too emotional for both of them. She was afraid Dean would change his mind when he realized that they were getting way too attached to each other in that short period of time they had spent together.
"Oh…uhm…okay. I'll get a cab then," he said, trying desperately to hide the disappointment in his voice. He really wished she would have accompanied him. But why would she even care? And why did he? He didn't need anyone. He had always left alone. Why change anything about it?
The longer he thought about this whole situation, the more he had the feeling of changing to his old self again. He needed to be that asshole again in order to protect himself. He needed to show her once again that he wasn't the man she wanted in her life. At least not permanently.
While she was still focused on the TV screen, he slowly moved one of his hands and placed it on one of her breasts, cupping it as much as possible through the thin fabric of her shirt.
Shannon swallowed hard. What was he trying to do now? That man was clearly insatiable. She knew that telling him she wasn't in the mood wouldn't change anything. He would be mad again, taking from her what he needed. In an animalistic way.
She decided not to react in any way. She kept staring at the TV, although not really seeing what was happening on there.
He slid his hand into her shirt, moaning in surprise when he realized that she wasn't even wearing a bra. He rubbed her hardened nipple between his fingers, relishing the fact that her whole body started shivering. It felt so good to have control over her body. And as long as he had control over her, he didn't have to be afraid she would ever be able to have control over him.
Just like her, he kept watching the show on TV, but he didn't really care what all of this was about. Although his eyes were fixed on something else, his hands knew exactly how to move and where to touch her. His hand slowly made its way out of her shirt again, moving downwards, caressing her stomach and grabbing the waistband of her shorts.
She automatically raised her hips, thereby helping him to get her out of her shorts, taking her panties with them in one fell swoop.
She sighed heavily, closing her eyes for a brief moment and desperately anticipating him to finally touch her again. She wanted to feel him, be close to him, she just wanted to forget about all the trouble. And even though he was the one responsible for all the trouble and the pain, he was also the one to take it all away. When she was with him, he made her lose her mind, making it impossible for her to think straight.
As soon as his index and middle finger touched her clit, a soft moan escaped her lips. He started rubbing it between his fingers agonizingly slow, sending chills up and down her spine.
She let out a frustrated sigh when he let go of her again, moving away from her and getting off of the couch. She now looked at him wide-eyed, afraid he would leave her in this state now. But he wouldn't. Dean Ambrose always finished what he had started. And seeing the pleading look in her eyes made him realize how much power he had over her. And that put a mischievous smile to his face.
He kneeled down in front of her, spreading her legs with both of his hands and moving in between them. He looked deep into her eyes when he started rubbing her clit once again.
She just looked back at him, enjoying the feeling of him pleasuring her with his fingers while his beautiful blue eyes stared a hole into her. She could get lost in them. She fell in love with them. And she was about to fall in love with this man as well. The man that was now looking at her with that smug smirk on his face. The man who was trying so badly to treat her just like he had treated every other woman before. But this man had a soft side as well. And she knew it. She knew it when she looked into those eyes, eyes she could stare into all day long.
No one had ever turned her on as much as he had. There was just something about him. It was new, it was exciting. Nothing was off-limits with him. He enjoyed sex as much as she did. And with him, she was willing to try whatever he had in mind.
He started moving one of his fingers along her wet opening, very slowly, up and down. He now focused on the most intimate part of her body, mesmerizing every inch of it so that he would always have in mind what she looked like for when he would jerk himself off in one of these empty hotel rooms when he was all by himself again.
He parted her lips with his fingers, licking his lips in anticipation. He wanted to taste her, taste her sweet pussy.
He moved his head down, hiding in between her legs. He looked at her when the tip of his tongue flicked over her clit very slightly. He barely touched her, but even this made her whole body quiver. He kept flicking the small bundle of nerves with his tongue, now using it fully to please her even more. He used both of his hands to keep her lips apart, sucking on her clit and letting it go with a popping sound every now and then. She started massaging her breasts through her shirt, her eyes closed now. This man was driving her insane. Her whole body ran on adrenaline.
He moved away from her swollen nub and made his way down, entering her wet opening with his tongue, making her scream out loud. He continued moving it in and out of her, at first very slowly, the speeding up.
"You like when I fuck you with my tongue, don't you?" he said in between licks, smiling to himself when he saw how much she was enjoying this sweet torture.
"Fuck yes," she said, completely out of breath.
"Your pussy is so delicious, baby. I want you to taste yourself," he said, moving two of his fingers inside of her before letting her suck on them, having her taste herself on his fingers.
His cock hardened even more when he watched her do this. This girl was one of a kind. She made him feel things he had never felt before. She liked it dirty, she liked it rough. She liked all the things he did. He was in heaven.
He moved his hand away from her mouth, continuing to suck on her clit while he fucked her with his fingers at the same time.
She moved her hips against the movement of his head, begging him to go faster. She could feel the familiar sensation building up in her abdomen. She couldn't hold back. She didn't have control over her body anymore.
She grabbed one of the pillows on the couch, the other hand grabbing his short hair and pulling at it.
"Oh God Dean…I…I'm cumming," she moaned in pleasure, letting the orgasm wash over her body, making Dean swallow her juices.
After a few more moments he slowly let go of her, licking his lips which were slightly swollen by her wetness, a smirk on his face.
She tried to catch her breath, still enjoying the effect of the climax she had just experienced.
When he got on his two feet again, she could see the bulge in his shorts. She sat up straight again, moving her head so that she was eye-level with his crotch, pulling down his pants in one quick movement, determined to return the favor.
She looked at his hard erection closely, licking away the pre-cum that had built on the tip of his cock, making him moan out loud.
She took him into her mouth slowly, inch by inch, as much as she could. Dean groaned when he realized how deep she let him in, rolling his eyes in the back of his head because of the intense feelings she was giving him.
She started sucking him off, making sure that her tongue kept licking its way up and down while using her hand to support her actions.
He placed his hand on the back of her head, forcing it against the movements of his crotch while looking down on her.
There was nothing better than watching her getting her mouth fucked by his hard length. The way she looked at him, so innocent and submissive, was beyond mind-blowing.
She began licking his balls while still jerking him off with her hand, making him breathe in sharply. That woman knew how to please him and he didn't know how much longer he could hold himself back. Her tongue was driving him crazy.
Once again, she took him into her mouth, her head now moving frantically back and forth. She could feel he was close. And she wanted him to experience an orgasm just as intense as hers was.
He suddenly slid out of her mouth, throwing her upper body against the back rest of the couch.
"Open your mouth. I want you to swallow every drop of my cum, got it?" He looked at her with misty eyes, his tone demanding and firm.
She just nodded her head, slightly opening her mouth while he was stroking his cock at an uncontrollably fast pace.
It took him just a few more strokes until he came, scattering his cum all over her face and pushing his cock into her mouth once again so that she could swallow the rest of it.
"Oh fuck…," he groaned before pulling back and looking down at her in awe. Others might have been disgusted by that sight, but seeing her face covered in his cum was something he would never want to miss again.
He caressed her hair and helped her get up, studying her face once again before pulling up his shorts.
"I'll go and clean up," she said, glancing at him briefly and making her way to the bathroom, leaving him behind with his thoughts.
When she looked into the mirror, she was slightly embarrassed and immediately blushed. She looked like some porn star after taping a cheap movie.
But when she was with Dean, she enjoyed being his little slut. She knew that this was odd. But she knew that this is what he wanted and needed. And whatever he desired, she would give to him.
She just hoped it was worth it in the end. She hoped he would finally see that she was his perfect fit. That they belonged together.
She knew that Dean Ambrose probably wasn't the guy a woman should fall in love with. But she couldn't help it. He was special. He was different. He was Dean. And although his moods kept changing and even though he sometimes treated her like a piece of shit, she endured it. She endured it so that one day she would win again. Win his heart.
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Many thanks to the amazing ShannonTheAwesomeOne for writing this awesome introduction of the new neighbor, Gavin. Enjoy, folks.
"Alright, grocery shopping was a success! Now, all I have to do is- oh no! Did I get the dog food? Oh yeah, right. That's what I flipped out about when I got into the car… Oh noooo, where are my keys? Dang it! Come on, come on, come on!" The tall and lanky man exclaimed as he dropped all of his groceries and started fondling every pocket on his person. He just moved in, how could he already lose his keys!?
After what felt like forever, he realized the keys weren't on his person; they were already in the keyhole. He slapped a hand to his forehead as his face got a little red. Of course, only he could be that dumb! He turned the key and pushed the door open, a happy blonde puffball of a dog jumping outside and barreling into his legs.
"No Fabio, get back inside! No, no. I'll give you a treat WHEN YOU GO INSIDE! Get in, go on! Get!" All of his attempts were futile; this dog just wasn't going to listen. But then something happened.
The dog ran off.
"No! Fabio, come! Grahh, dang it!" He left his groceries on the floor and ran after his little buddy down the hallway and found him barking at the feet of a man and woman, who just came out of the apartment next door. "Sorry, sorry! That's my dog, I'm sorry!"
The girl giggled as she bent down to pet Fabio, and her boyfriend sneered. The dog's owner jogged over to the duo and picked up his dog.
"Yeah, hi. I'm Gavin, I uh… I just moved in. I guess you guys are my neighbors?" Gavin questioned, focusing on the brown haired girl. It wasn't because she was pretty, because he thought that she was really pretty. But she wasn't glaring at him with a sneer on her face, like her boyfriend did.
"Oh, yeah. That's me. Hi, I'm Shannon. This is Dean, my uh…friend." Gavin noticed the girl look up at her tall, light brown haired friend with a yearning but forlorn gaze, a look that he knew all too well. Dean forced a smile and patted Shannon's behind.
"Yeah… I'm late for my flight. See ya later, toots!" He beamed, happy to be free from the awkward situation as he walked off. Gavin watched Shannon watch Dean walk away, the same look in her eyes as before. Oh yeah, she was being duped and Gavin didn't like it one bit.
"So!" - Shannon looked at Gavin, the look in her eyes now gone as she reached out to pat Fabio's head. - "I uh… Sorry for interrupting you guys with Fabio here. Uhm, I guess I'll see you later? I mean, you're my neighbor so it's pretty much obvious that we'll see each other again and… yeah. I have groceries sitting in front of my apartment and I should probably go bring them inside and- OH DANG IT! MY ICE CREAM!"
And Shannon watched Gavin put Fabio down and run back over to the several brown bags that sat in front of his door. Fabio stayed at her feet and joined her watching his master struggle to pick up all of the groceries and drag them inside. The little blonde pup looked up at the girl as she giggled again and yipped to get her attention.
"Oh, sorry little fella. Come on, I think your daddy wants you back home!" Shannon stated, walking over to her neighbor's door and picking up the last two bags that sat on the floor. Fabio followed her into his master's home, running over to the kitchen where Gavin was frantically pulling everything out of the brown bags and putting them on the counter and table as he searched for his now melted ice cream. Shannon plopped the two bags she held onto the table with a bang, which caused Gavin to shriek.
"Gaahhh! Oh, sorry! It's you! Oh, what're those- oh right! I forgot bags in the hallway, stupid me! Thanks!" The man said, purposely speaking in a low tone as to… make himself sound manlier. His shriek was quite feminine and that was really embarrassing. Shannon couldn't help but laugh as she watched Gavin pull out a pint of Vanilla ice cream, which was definitely melted.
"Well, you could make a milkshake?" She said, hoping to cheer him up a little. Thankfully, it did. He dropped the pint onto the counter as he grabbed his blender.
"That's a great idea! But uh… That's way too much milkshake for me to handle… Hey, would you like one? I got chocolate syrup if Vanilla isn't your thing, so you can have a chocolate milkshake if you want!"
Shannon couldn't help but grin from ear to ear, this guy was a hoot and a half! "That sounds like an awesome idea. But it's okay, I like Vanilla."
"Whew, good! 'Cause I think I forgot to buy the syrup!" Gavin said as he peered into his fridge to hide the blush that must have been crossing his cheeks.
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When Dean arrived at the arena a couple of hours later, Roman, Seth and Karolina were already in the locker room, waiting for him so that they could plan their next attack.
"Hi Dean, how was home?" Roman asked and looked at him expectantly. He was curious about his friend's response, knowing that he was going to lie to him. Dean would never tell anyone that he was with Shannon. He would never admit that he wanted to spend time with someone rather than being alone. Because Dean was a loner. And he had to keep his reputation.
"Quiet," Dean simply said, throwing his bag into the corner of the room and sitting down on the couch next to Seth.
Seth, Roman and Karo looked at each other knowingly, but made sure to drop the subject immediately. If Dean didn't want to talk about it, then they wouldn't force him into doing so. They acted as if they had no idea what really happened. It was for the best. Also because they didn't want to let him know that Shannon had called them. If Dean knew that she had, he would definitely be pissed off with her. It would make him realize that she wasn't so easy about the relationship they had. And that would ruin everything.
"So, who's next on the list?" Dean asked, coming straight to business. He wasn't here to talk about his free time. He was here to work. He was here to forget about his feelings. He didn't want to think about Shannon anymore. Whenever Dean was in the ring, there was nothing else but him and his opponent. He didn't have time to think about some woman he was fucking when he had time off.
…..
It took them only 20 minutes until they were done discussing their plan. They had become a very good team and not many words had to be spoken in order to know what had to be done.
It was still time until the house show would start. And normally, at least before Karolina was around, they would warm up with some sit- and push-ups.
But now everything was different. It wasn't just him, Seth and Roman anymore. No, Karo was around now– constantly.
He liked that girl. He really did. But seeing her reminded him of Shannon all the time. And that was pissing him off. He wanted to be alone with his friends. They didn't need any women around.
He looked at Seth who was sitting right next to him. He was playing with his cell phone, checking his twitter account and searching for new songs on iTunes. This guy really was a music addict.
Then he moved his head towards Roman. He had Karolina sitting on his lap, both of them making out like some teenager couple. He had a disgusted look on his face when he saw how their tongues were playing with each other, Roman caressing his girlfriend's cheek and running his other hand through her hair. She started giggling when he bit her lip gently before slowly tracing the skin of her neck with his tongue.
When he saw the way they were looking at each other, he could feel a twitch in his heart. And that made him mad. It made him mad that Roman had something he wanted so badly as well. No, not Karo. But this thing in general. Being able to be with someone you like. Being able to kiss that person in front of others and not hiding behind closed doors. They looked happy. They were in love.
"Goddammit, go get a room for fuck's sake," Dean suddenly said, getting up and storming out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Seth looked at his friends wide-eyed, startled by Dean's unexpected and sudden reaction.
"What the fuck is wrong with him?" Seth asked no one in particular. He had seen Dean freak out a couple of times before, but he had never seen him have any problem with Roman and Karolina being all lovey-dovey.
"It's Shannon," Roman simply said, sighing heavily. He looked at his girlfriend and she immediately understood what he wanted from her. She had to call Shannon. Something must have happened.