"I'm gonna throw up."
"You are not gonna throw up. Come on, you can do this." Roman said as he leaned against your treadmill.
You were panting and covered in sweat, your head pounding and stomach full of nausea because you just weren't over your hangover. Yet somehow Roman and Seth convinced you to get back to training.
"Don't you have a hangover?!" you questioned, wondering why he was acting perfectly fine.
"Oh hell yeah. But sweating it out is good for you. You'll be fine. We're gonna do some chest work and then you said you wanted to work on legs, right?"
"Yeah, i guess. I like working out my chest though. My boobs are like nice and firm and higher now!" You looked down at your chest as you continued to run.
"Heh, oh I know. I feel the difference." He smirked then added more speed to the treadmill.
You tried to keep up as best you could but you were breathing too hard. You had already hit the 5 mile mark, Roman made sure of that. He continued to watch you struggle, seeming to enjoy every minute of it. Just as he was going to speed it up again you pulled the emergency stop cord.
"No. No more. I am done with cardio for today. Fuck my heart hurts." You slowed your running down to walking and rubbed your chest.
Roman handed you a bottle of water. "Fine, but we're going double the work tomorrow. You debut next week, you've got to be in tip top shape."
"Please don't remind me, I'm already nauseous as it is. If I even think about being surrounded by a crowd you'll be joining Seth in the "people I threw up on" club." You took a long gulp of water and tried to settle your heartbeat.
"Better get over that stage fright. I know it ain't easy but you've gotta do it. You also gotta work on selling it more."
"But Roman, it doesn't hurt when the Divas hit me. They hit like...girls! At least when you uppercut me I can feel it."
"Yeah but i don't like hitting you."
You cut him off before he could say anymore. "Ro, we've been over this. It's not abuse, it's athletic training. I understand your family raised you well but this is different. Seth doesn't have much of a problem jumping in the air and kicking me upside the head. Now go set me up for weights ok?"
He rolled his eyes, unhappy with your answer but headed off to the weight rack anyway. You made your way over to Seth who was working on his back muscles. It was your favorite thing, watching him strain as he lifted himself up, every muscle rippling and glistening with sweat. You sighed happily, alerting him of your presence.
"How do you feel?" He said between grunts. "Still nauseous?"
"Oh yeah, Ro had me run 5 miles, now I'm gonna work on my chest then do leg work with you. I'm fucking tired though. It's rough having the energy to do this every day."
"Hey, even skinny people have to stay fit." He dropped down from the machine and playfully patted your stomach.
"I'm not skinny..." you scoffed.
Seth slipped his hands into the pockets of his athletic shorts and leaned up against the frame of the machine. "Oh yeah? Before you used to come to the gym in sweats and baggy clothes and now you're here in a sports bra and yoga pants."
"That's because they're too big on me now!" You protested. "And maybe...maybe my confidence is boosted a little."
"Good! I'm glad you feel better about yourself. You deserve to. You're gorgeous." He kissed you gently and gave your ass a hard slap. "Now get back to work."
"I do work! You know like an hour or two of really rigorous sex burns like 300 calories or something like that. I've been working out ever since the day the bus broke down in Texas!"
"I guess that's true. Hey um... I've been meaning to ask you. I've got two tickets to a concert tonight and I was wondering if you would go with me. Afterall, I won't see you this weekend since you're going to the wedding with Ro and I'm going to be working."
"Mr. Rollins are you asking me out on a date?" You smirked, coozing up next to him.
He turned away as a blush formed on his cheeks. "Maybe I am! Sue me!"
"Well, depending on what band it is, I might just agree to this little arrangement."
"What if it was your favorite band?"
You rolled your eyes. "I have like 80 favorite bands, which one?"
Seth said the name of your most favorite band, the one you fawned over constantly. "Shut up!" You punched him square in the chest. "You're such a loser! I can't believe you got tickets to see them!"
Seth rubbed his chest and groaned. "I wish you didn't show affection through hitting. Geez..."
"Fine." You wrapped your arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth. "How's that?"
"A little better. Alright, let's finish up here then head back so we can get ready for the concert."
You looked out the windshield at the rain that was gushing down in huge waterfalls. It was already midnight and your body was sore from working out earlier and getting thrown into the mosh pit more times than you cared for. You rubbed the back of your neck and looked over at Seth.
"How you holding up?" you asked.
"I can't see a damn thing in this rain!" He squinted at the windshield turning the wipers up to the highest speed. But it still wasn't enough. Suddenly the rental car slowed to a stop.
"What happened?!"
"Uh... i have no idea. It just stopped! Fuck! This is the last thing we need!" Seth slammed his hand against the steering wheel in frustration.
"Well ok, we'll just call for some help. Simple as that." you suggested.
"One problem. My phone died at the concert. What about yours?"
You checked your phone that was at 1%. "I drained my battery too but i've got 1%. I'll call Roman." Your pressed Roman's number that was on speed dial but just as you heard him say "hello?" the call dropped. The screen on your phone was black, battery completely dead. "Fuck!"
"Maybe I can check what's wrong under the hood. It can't be too hard." Seth said.
"Seth, you don't know the first thing about cars. It's pouring outside and we haven't seen another car for miles."
"I'll be fine. I could maybe figure something out. Just stay in here." Before you could say anything else Seth got out of the car, instantly getting soaked to the bone. He lifted up the hood and watched as a could of smoke rose from the engine.
"Ugh!" He coughed and waved the smoke away. The mix of wires had him confused and he didn't want to make the situation worse. He sighed, knowing that you were right. He had gotten soaked because his ego got the best of him and he thought he could save the day.
"Seth! Get back in here! You're going to catch a cold!"
Seth slammed the hood down and returned to the car. "You were right. I have no clue what's up with the car. When i opened the hood a puff of smoke came out. I thought it overheated but i didn't think so with all this rain."
"Uh, duh. Of course i was right!" You looked in the backseat. "Do you have any spare clothes in your gym bag?"
"I should have some gym shorts back there and maybe a towel" he shivered.
Reaching back you grabbed his duffel bag and unzipped it. The smell was absolutely horrible but you'd rather have Seth smelly then unable to preform. "Here," you tossed him a towel. "Take off those clothes."
Seth dried his hair as best he could while you tossed him the shorts he used earlier today. At the bottom of the bag you found the leather gloves he used in the ring. "Why are your gloves in here?"
Seth pulled off his soaked shirt and tossed it behind him. "I think i left them in there by accident."
"Huh...interesting..."
He looked over at you as he slid his skinny jeans off as best his could in the confined space. "Why?" Curiosity was seeping in his voice.
"Ok this might sound weird but I had a dream about us. And your gloves were involved." you said, rubbing the supple leather between your fingers.
"Oh yeah? What happened in this dream?" Seth tossed his pants off and chucked his boxer briefs at your lap. "Something hot and dirty?"
"Actually yeah. Your new ring gear reminds me of like a superhero costume with like the tight spandex look and all. I had a dream that you were a superhero and you saved me from whatever superhereos save their girlfriends from. And so i rewarded you with a kiss back at your secret hideout and then...well you fingered me. With the gloves on. I know that probably sounds stupid-"You stared down at his discarded underwear and played with the waistband.
"No, that's actually pretty hot. I'm glad you have dreams about me. I was beginning to think all you dreamt about was Roman's tongue." He slipped on both his gloves and beckoned you closer. "C'mere girl."
"Oh no. Seth we are stuck in the middle of nowhere with rain pouring down on this truck and it is cold as hell! I'm not-"
"What better way to warm up then with body heat!" He grabbed your arms and forced you into his lap, pinning you with a harsh hug.
"Seth, someone might see us!" you protested.
"You mean the zero cars that have passed us since we stopped. There's not even a cop car around! We'll be here until the rain stops. Let's just keep each other warm."
You couldn't resist his sweet temptation nor could you resist the kisses he trailed across your neck and shoulder. He hesitated a bit, his teeth barely scraping your skin through he wanted to bite you full on. He couldn't mark you up in the way that he wanted too. Damn these rules...
Instead he tried to distract himself by running his gloved hands across your breast, squeezing and rubbing as hard as he pleased. You cried out a little and arched your spine, filling Seth's hand with your breast. The way the leather ghosted across your nipples sent sparks throughout your entire body.
"S-seth, stop...someone might-"
"And if they do see? Doesn't that just make you even hotter?" he whispered against your ear. He busied his hands now with unbuttoning your pants. It was a little clumsy to get your jeans off but somehow you both succeeded. With your legs now free Seth propped them on either side of the steering wheel and slowly glided his fingers along your slightly damp panties.
"I guess I saved my girlfriend from the bad guys. You gonna reward me?" he whispered.
You tossed your head back against his shoulder. "M-maybe..."
He worked his fingers slowly over the thin fabric covering your slick folds. Up and down he went, making the smallest of circles against your clit then adding a bit of pressure against your entrance. He kept up his torturous ministrations until your hands were clawing at his thighs. You continuously begged him to move faster but he denied your request. The most he did was set your panties aside so his gloved hands now met with your lips. He dragged your wetness up and around your lips, pinching at your now swollen bud.
"Why the fuck are you teasing me so much?" you gasped.
Seth bit at your earlobe, tracing his tongue along the length before whispering, "Don't you know I'm a villain now?."
With that he plunged two fingers deep inside you, without warning, pumping furiously. You couldn't help the moans that spilled from your lips. It was uncontrollable. You gripped his fingers tightly, feeling them curl deep inside you and pushing against your tight bundle of nerves. Through pants you could only call out his names or say a slew of curse words. All the while his dark chuckle rang against the silence of the car.
Your toes curled against the dashboard and you tucked your knees inward, wanting to briefly pull away from Seth's forceful thrusts. It only caused Seth to give your thighs a hard slap, the leather adding an extra sting. You cried out, bucking your hips back against him. Seth's erection slipped between your supple thighs and he pulled them apart.
"Such a bad girl for a bad guy. I'm going to have to teach you a lesson now."
You licked at his neck, dabbing a few kisses to his pulse point. "Yes, teach me a lesson, Seth!"
"That's what I like to hear." Careful he glided his girth into you, filling you completely. You let out a dreamy sigh, loving the way he felt nestled inside you. He angled his body downward a little, allowing him better leverage to pull out almost completely and plunge right back inside. His rough thrusts shook your entire body to the core. You clutched at his damp hair pulling his mouth down for a heated kiss. Between each gasps your tongues would wrestle, curling and suckling on one another but he controlled your mouth. He controlled all of your movements digging his fingers deep into your skin. The sound of his balls slapping against your thighs paired with his harsh grunts against your sweaty skin.
"Seth! Fuck!" Your entire body tensed for a moment, clamping shut around Seth. With a final growl he burst inside you, coating your walls with his heated cream. You slammed your hand against the steering wheel, hitting the horn. You jumped up as your orgasm was almost shocked out of you at the sudden sound. Seth couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so silly babydoll..."
You relaxed back against him and he held you close, gently kissing your cheek. Your eyes rolled up to look at the ceiling of the car and you noticed a shining button.
"Seth..."
"Yeah?" he sighed.
"Did you know that you had fucking OnStar?"
His brown eyes turned up to look at the button. "Oh...shit."
"You mean to tell me we could've gotten out of this mess like an hour ago?!"
"Don't blame me! I didn't notice!"
You slapped his chest hard. "You fucker! You had this car for almost an entire day!" You slammed your hand on the button and a cheerful operator responded. "Yes, hello?! Get me out of this car before I kill my boyfriend!"