Chapter 3:
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the workers of the WWE personally nor am I affiliated with them in any way. This story is a work of fiction and I make no profit whatsoever from it.
Seth was in the back room of the store, digging through a few of the boxes that held stock that he urgently needed to fill a gap out on the shop floor when he heard a sharp knock on the door. The sound had jolted him instantly from his concentration. He glanced up to see who it was and found that it was only one of him team members Phil. Phil was a couple of years older than him and they were the same height except the other man had short, dark brown hair that was always styled immaculately. He was a little bit slighter than Seth was and his arms were completely covered in various, colourful tattoos as well as most of his body.
"There's some dude named Dean here to see you." Phil's Chicago accent sounded through the small room. Seth had known Phil for a few years now and he was the first person that Seth had hired for the shop when it had opened. Their relationship had started off as strictly professional but quickly changed into a friendship that neither was expecting but both gladly welcomed. Seth could confidently say that Phil was probably his best friend.
"Oh okay. Tell him I'll be out in a minute." Seth said after a moment. He waited until Phil had left the room before he stood up and looked at his reflection in the mirror. Today he was dressed in a plain black t-shirt, a pair of black converse that he often wore to work and his standard pair of dark grey skinny leg jeans. He'd made sure before he left the house this morning that he picked out the tightest pair he owned. His brown eyes moved up to his hair, his shoulder length dark brown hair pulled back into a low bun. He knew he looked good.
He glanced at his reflection one last time before he left the small room and walked out to the shop floor. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he walked out and saw Dean standing there in the middle of his store, just flicking through some of his clothing. It had been a few days since he'd seen the other man but he noted that Dean still looked as handsome as ever. Today he was wearing a white button up shirt that was neatly rolled up to his elbows. He also had on a pair of black dress pants and shoes. Seth could tell that he'd come straight from work.
Dean's blue eyes raked over Seth's body, his lips twitching into a smile. He'd been very surprised when the younger man had contacted him to go out for a coffee but at the same time he'd also been delighted. Any time that he got to spend with Seth was always good. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah." Seth answered. He turned to Phil who looked mildly surprised. "I'm just going out for a bit, okay?" He watched his friend nod in response. "I need you to fill the spot on the wall under the shorts." He gestured to the spot on the wall where there was clearly stock missing. "Sami's here and I have my phone on me so if there's a problem call me, okay?"
Seth watched Phil nod before he turned around and headed towards the door. Dean reached it first and opened it, holding it open for Seth to step through first before he followed the younger man out. Seth murmured an easy "thanks" while he stepped out in the warm Florida sun. His face broke out into a smile as the sunlight washed over him. This was one of the best things about living in Florida; the sunlight. He turned back to Dean who was walking beside him. "There is this nice coffee shop down the end of the street that I thought we could go to."
Dean nodded. "You know, you act so different when your boyfriend isn't around." He pointed out.
"Well you're a lot ruder when Roman's around too." Seth shot back quickly. "I dare you to try some of the stuff you did around him."
"I wouldn't, trust me." Dean laughed. "And Roman is a part of my work. Even though he is my friend, work comes first. I'm the still the same guy that he met when we were both stupid eighteen year old's. But I also know how to be professional when I need to be." He glanced to the side of him to look at Seth. "You, however, are not work."
Seth rolled his eyes and refused to look at Dean who he knew was still looking over at him. Dean was completely different to who he thought the man who he came into the store would be in another situation, another environment and he hated to admit that he kinda liked it. Dean was very confident and self assured which was a trait that Seth found particularly attractive in a partner. Not that Roman wasn't confident enough. Roman was very confident but in a completely different way. He was a lot more modest than Dean. Roman would never brag about himself and his achievements to someone he had only just met but he supposed that was how Dean had managed to climb the career ladder in such a short amount of time.
"It's just the shop down here." Seth said finally after a few minutes of comfortable silence. He chose to ignore Dean's comment instead of addressing it. There would be more confusing feelings that would swell to the top of his mind if he did.
The pair walked down the street until they reach the small coffee shop right on the corner. The outside of the small building had a beachy feel but then again, a lot of stuff in Pensacola was decorated in that sort of manner. Dean walked the few steps ahead and again opened the door for Seth, holding it ajar as Seth slid in past the larger man. As he slid through the small gap of the door and where Dean was standing he inhaled a whiff of the other man's scent. Dean's cologne was heavy with a woody, masculine scent that wasn't too overpowering. He tried to hide the growing blush that crept up his cheeks.
Seth had barely stepped inside of the small cafe when he felt Dean right behind him. He could feel the heat that was radiating from the older man and it sent shivers up his spine. He was about to turn around and say something when they were approached by one of the waitress that worked there.
"Hi! I'm Emma and I'll be your waitress today if you'd like to follow me to your table." The girl who served them was pretty with long blonde hair and had a very distinct Australian accent.
Seth followed behind her as she led them towards a table right in the back of cafe. Seth took the table that was closest to the window while Dean sat across from him. The tables in the cafe were small and it admittedly made him feel a little self conscious being that close to Dean. The pretty waitress handed them each a menu before disappearing, just leaving him and Dean there. He could feel the tension that was radiating from the slightly older man and that only made him feel a little more uncomfortable.
"I'm surprised you even asked me to come out for coffee Seth after the other night at dinner." Dean said quietly. His blue eyes were reading across the various meals on offer on the laminated menu. He only lifted his gaze once he felt Seth's eyes on him.
"Roman wants us to try and get along better." Seth said quietly. "I know that it's important to him for us to at least be friendly with each other. Since you are his boss and everything."
Dean's left eyebrow cocked up from the words. "Is that you want though? Do you even want to get to know me better?"
Seth didn't answer right away. His mind was swimming. There was a part of him that truly did want to get to know the other man better and yet there was a part of him that was admittedly terrified. He was attracted to Dean, very attracted and he was scared that once he got to know the other man that maybe his attraction would grow. He didn't need to question his feelings anymore than what he already was.
"Cause I can go back to work and we can just awkwardly be around each other." Dean continued once Seth hadn't responded. He made a move to stand up and leave the table, only stopping when he heard Seth's voice.
"No!" Seth said quickly. He ignored the look the couple from the next table gave them. "Stay. Please."
"I'm glad." Dean said with a smile.
"How are you liking Pensacola so far?" Seth asked brightly. His heart was thrumming in his chest as he asked the question and he had no idea why. "It must be different from whichever part of Ohio you came from."
"Pensacola's great. It's a helluva lot better than Cincinatti." Dean answered with just as much enthusiasm. "Have you always been in Florida?"
"Uh, no." Seth answered honestly. "I was born and raised in Iowa but I moved here not long after my twentieth birthday after a, um, pretty bad breakup."
"Sorry to hear that Seth." Dean responded. "But at least you found happiness with Roman."
"Yeah, I've been lucky." Seth said with a slight smile.
"You could be even luckier if you wanted to." Dean murmured under his breath.
"What did you say?" Seth asked sharply. He wasn't sure if he'd heard it right.
"I said, it's good that you've been lucky in love after your break up." Dean quickly shot back. He was sure he'd said enough to cover his own agenda.
"Oh. It didn't sound like that." Seth said with a slight laugh. His brown eyes locked with Dean's blue orbs and it caused jolts of chemistry to crawl across his skin. He didn't like what sort of affect Dean was having on him.
It was just over an hour later when Seth was walking back to the shop with Dean. They'd actually gotten on really well after the initial bump in the road and Seth had learned a lot about the other man. He'd learned a great deal about how Dean and Roman had met in college and how their friendship blossomed almost instantly. He'd made sure that he committed to memory a few of the embarrassing stories that Dean had told him with some of Roman's attempts to woo someone from their college.
Seth had been surprised that Dean had gone into great detail about his marriage break down and the way that he'd come to terms with his own sexuality. He'd found out that Dean and his almost ex-wife still remained friendly and had promised each other that they always would be friends which he found pretty cool on his ex's part considering all the heartbreak and disappointment that Dean had subsequently put her through. He had even found himself opening up to Dean about his own horrible break up with his first boyfriend that led him to leave his home in Davenport for the sunny beaches of Pensacola.
Dean had listened intently as he went into detail about his awful break up and spoken wherever the other man found that the conversation needed it. Seth hadn't really gone into this much detail with Roman but there was something comforting about talking to Dean. It was easy and the words almost fell from his lips while they ate their lunch across from each other, occasionally locking gazes which started a fire deep inside of Seth. He struggled internally over the fact that he and Dean were able to talk much easier than what it was like with Roman when they had first almost five years ago.
"I thought we wouldn't get along at all." Seth said as they walked along the unusually quiet streets of one of Pensacola's main drags. They'd just finished lunch and were on their way back to Seth's shop.
"You're a pretty cool guy Seth." Dean said with a smile. "I'm glad Roman convinced you to meet up with me."
"So am I." Seth answered truthfully. He glanced to his right to look at Dean who was already staring right at him. He couldn't deny that there was some sort of chemistry between them, his heart fluttering in his chest from just a simple glance at the older man. He couldn't even remember feeling this way when he'd first met Roman although maybe it was this way. His head and his heart was swimming as they walked closer to the door.
"I'd like to hang out with you more." Dean said carefully. His blue eyes were raking carelessly all over Seth's body, committing to memory every curve that was outlined for later on when he was at home alone. He knew that Seth could feel the electric chemistry between them but he was unsure if the attractive, younger man would even act on it. He could tell that Seth was deeply in love with Roman and the same could be said the other way around, the Samoan man barely being able to shut up about his younger boyfriend whilst at work. As they walked along the quiet streets, he wondered if Seth would even consider straying away from Roman if only for a night.
"I think you and I could have a great friendship." Seth said brightly despite the fact that on the tip of his tongue were the words that he was too terrified to speak.
"Or maybe more." Dean murmured. He felt Seth's brown eyes staring into him but he paid no attention to it. His own blue eyes lifted up to see that they were now in front of Seth's shop, the bold black letters of 'S&R' printed on top of the all white frame around the front entrance of the shop. He stopped and turned to Seth who was looking at him expectantly. He reached his hand out. "Thanks for lunch today Seth. It was great. We'll have to do it again soon."
Seth just stared at the hand for a few moments. He thought about reaching out and shaking it but decided against it. He lifted his gaze and locked it with icy blue orbs and he knew what he wanted to do. He closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around Dean's neck, pushing in as close to the other body as he could. He inhaled more of Dean's addictive cologne as he squeezed in impossibly closer, one of Dean's hands slowly moving up to rest of the small of his back. He cursed himself inwardly for wanting that hand to slide lower and touch his ass, feel it.
Their hug felt like it lasted a lifetime but in reality, it only lasted a few minutes. Seth slowly pulled back. His hands sliding from around Dean's neck to run down the older man's muscular arms. He could feel his heart beating right in his throat as their eyes locked. Brown on blue as they just stared at each other for a few moments, almost like they were trying to read each others minds. They were so close together that Seth could feel the heat that was radiating from Dean's lips, the perfectly plump lips begging to be kissed and he wanted to kiss them. He really wanted to.
He leaned in a little bit closer, the desire that both man had for each other clear as day. He was almost there. He was so close that he could practically taste what Dean's lips would taste like, hell, he knew what they would taste like. They would taste like the forbidden fruit that he knew better than to even try. Dean would taste naughty and he fucking loved that. His breathing sped up. He knew Dean wanted to kiss him too, the desire written all over his handsome face. He almost pressed their lips together but there was something that held him back.
Roman.
He blinked his brown eyes a few times, breaking their eye contact and stepping back out of the firm hold that he had on Dean as well as the other man had on him. His heart was practically thundering in his chest. He'd come so close to stepping over the line of no return. He took a deep breath, blinking a few more times before he even dared to look up at Dean. "I'll see you around."
He watched the corners of Dean's lips curl up into a smirk before he walked right past the other man and into his shop. The bell of the door rang around the small, deserted store but that wasn't what surprised him. It was the look on Phil's face and the way that his best friend had his arms folded across his chest. "What?"
"You're asking me that?" Phil scoffed. He was honestly taken aback after what he'd just seen. "What the hell was that out there? And who was he?"
Seth shrugged his shoulders. "He's one of Roman's old friends."
Phil quirked an eyebrow up. "Should you really be doing that with one of Roman's friends? Let alone with anyone else?"
"Shouldn't you be working?" Seth shot back. "If you need me, I'll be in the office." He snapped, heading past his two team members and into the small office at the back of the store, the white door closing as he stepped inside. He took a deep breath as he sat down at his desk. That had been too close.
Roman had barely stepped inside of his shared house with his boyfriend when he was pounced on. He still had the door open when Seth jumped up on him and wrapped his legs around Roman's waist while the younger man kissed him desperately. He smirked, melting into the kiss as they fumbled their way through the house, the door slamming behind them but he paid it no attention. His concentration was so set on the man that was currently forcing his tongue inside of his mouth and not on the way his bag dropped to the floor.
They'd barely managed to make it up the stairs and into their large master bedroom in the far right hand corner of the house in one piece. Seth's long legs were slapping against their cream coloured walls, rattling photo frames and other ornate decorations as they closed the gap between the stairs and their bedroom. Roman breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that the door to their bedroom was open and the lights were on. He didn't think he'd be able to manage to do those two other tasks while juggling Seth at the same time.
Roman walked across the beige coloured carpet that matched the rest of their neutral coloured bedroom with Seth still firmly in his grasp. His hands slid up the back of Seth's firm, well toned thighs before groping at his boyfriend's rounded cheeks through the coarse material of his skin tight jeans. He squeezed the juicy globes a few times before he dropped him right in the middle of their plush King sized bed. He took a moment just to stare at Seth. The younger man was dressed in dark colours and looked a complete contrast to their all white bedspread. He raked his grey eyes over every single inch of Seth from his big brown eyes that were sparkling with lust and all the way down to his bare feet. He was so lucky to call Seth his. "You are so fucking gorgeous."
Seth's cheeks flushed, while he sat up on his elbows to look at Roman properly. Roman looked so good dressed in his white button up shirt, his black pair of dress pants and his black tie. His boyfriend's clothing fit him well, the polycotton material in the shirt stretching across his firm arm muscles. He immediately wondered about how his boyfriend would look if his shirt was rolled up to his elbows. Like how Dean was wearing his shirt earlier in the day.
He mentally cursed himself for thinking about Dean in that moment. He was supposed to be enjoying an intimate moment with his boyfriend, not thinking about another man that he almost kissed. Another man who happened to be his boyfriend's friend. He mentally shook his head, his brown orbs locking with the grey eyes that were watching him intently. Right now was about him and Roman. "Come get it big boy." He licked his lips seductively at his older man.
Roman growled as he looked at Seth, his heart racing hard against his chest as his body started to come to life. He used his long, skilled fingers to firstly loosen and pull off his tie, yanking it over his head and throwing it over his head before he even attempted to undo his shirt. His fingers easily popped the buttons undone at the same time Seth pulled his own black t-shirt over his head. He slid his dress shirt over his strong arms, not bothering that the expensive shirt crinkled as it landed in a heap on his floor.
He moved his hands around to the front of his pants, his long fingers undoing the belt before he slid down to his button and fly, the pants popping open and dropping to pool around his ankles once Roman had let go of them. He stepped out of them, kicking away the black Prada shoes that Seth had insisted he buy along with the pants before he bent down to pull off his socks. Once he stood back up tall, he felt his breath catch right in his throat. Seth was completely naked now and kneeling on the bed, one hand wrapped around his cock while he shot Roman the most lustful look he could muster. He felt his cock throb hard from inside his black boxer briefs. "Fuck."
Seth's lips twisted into an evil smirk as he watched Roman come undone from the few metres that they were separated. His hand slowly worked himself as he watched Roman strip in front of him. The only thing that stopped him from seeing every single bit of his boyfriend were the offending black briefs that just had to go. "Take off your briefs." He said quietly, his breath catching right in his throat as he watched Roman hook his fingers into either side of the cotton briefs before he pulled them down. He moaned shamelessly as Roman's thick cock was finally revealed to him.
Roman had a magnificent dick. Much like everything else about the Samoan man, Roman's cock was perfect. Seth licked his lips as he looked at the erection that was his to do with whatever he wanted. Roman was long enough to push far enough inside of him that the tip brushed against his prostate with just being inside. And then there was the girth. The thickness of Roman's cock always made him feel so full inside, so complete. His hand moved a little bit quicker on his own cock, the mere sight and smell of Roman's dick making him almost delirious with desire. He had to have him now.
"Ro. I need you." Seth panted. His fist twisted around his length, squeezing at his swollen head as their eyes locked once more, his desire for the older man mirrored in Roman's grey orbs.
Roman wrapped his own hand around his cock and jerked himself slowly a few times. He found it so arousing that Seth was showing him the same amount of desire that he clearly felt for the younger man. His breathing was coming fast, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he worked himself. "How do you want it?"
"Do me from behind." Seth answered. He dropped his hand away from his cock and turned away from Roman. He placed his hands on the bed in front of him, grabbing at the white bedspread while pushing his ass up and back. His brown eyes glanced out the window for a moment, his brown eyes appreciating the beautiful Pensacola sunset before he turned and looked behind him back to where Roman was still standing, transfixed on his current position on the bed. "I haven't got all night Roman."
Roman's grey orbs lifted from Seth's magnificently rounded ass cheeks to look into his lover's eyes. His cheeks coloured slightly, the surprise of being caught making his heart race slightly. He kept his eye contact locked with Seth's, their grey and brown eyes having their own private conversation as he walked over to the bedside table to pull out what they'd need. He only broke their eye contact for a moment to look down at their mahogany coloured bedside table, his long fingers clasping around the gold knob and pulling it open. He reached in and pulled out the bottle of lube that was hidden under a whole host of x-rated items and toys before he walked back over to the bed.
He locked eyes with Seth once more as he climbed onto the bed, their combined weight on the mattress causing the bed to sag slightly. He dropped the small bottle of lube that was in his grasp momentarily and ran his hands across Seth's rounded cheeks. Each hand grabbed a hold of a plump cheek each and spread them as far apart as he could. His grey orbs dropped to look at the pink, puckered entrance taunting him. Without missing a beat, he dropped his face right down between Seth's cheeks and ran his tongue right across Seth's hole.
Seth's hands grabbed harder and tighter at the bedspread below him as he moaned and pushed back against Roman's flat tongue. Roman was so fucking good at doing this and the older man knew it too. He turned his head back to the front and dropped it slightly at the same time his shoulders slumped forward and his ass pushed back against Roman's face. He could feel the way that the long, skilled tongue was working in and out of his tight ass and it made his stomach do all sorts of back flips from the intense pleasure. His cock was lying flat against his stomach but he refused to touch it, knowing that if he did, his orgasm would sneak up on him embarrassingly quickly.
"Yeah Roman." He moaned lightly. He was so wrapped up in feeling Roman's tongue probe in and out of his ass that he didn't hear the pop of the lube cap or even realize what the older man was doing until he felt two of the Samoan man's fingers pressing up against his entrance. He whined in disappointment when Roman pulled his tongue away but that whine quickly changed into a loud groan as two fingers slid effortlessly inside of him. Roman had big hands and big fingers too, the long digits easily able to push deep inside of him with little to no resistance from his body.
His cock throbbed from between his legs as Roman's fingers worked in and out of his ass, the tips sliding against his slick walls as his eyes slid shut and he gave into the pleasure. He almost regretted closing his eyes the moment he did it. Dean had pretty big hands too. His cock twitched at the thought of Dean fingering him with the same intensity that Roman was, that same urgency that would lead to him having an explosive orgasm. He shuddered involuntarily, the mere thought of being in this exact position with Dean hurried him along. His breathing was coming in short, rapid pants. He needed Roman now.
"C'mon Roman. I need you now." Seth moaned loudly. He didn't dare to open his eyes or look back at Roman to show him how truly he needed him. He was terrified that Roman would be able to see that for a few moments, he was thinking of someone else.
Roman pulled his fingers out of his younger boyfriend's ass and reached for the bottle of lubricant, pouring a generous amount onto his hand before he lathered up his own aching cock. He couldn't wait to get inside of Seth's wonderful ass. He knew it would be a tight ride after the way that Seth's walls clutched at his fingers and he fucking loved it. It had been a little over a week since they'd last had sex due to work and other commitments that neither man could avoid so Roman knew he wouldn't last long at all.
He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and guided it towards Seth's hole while sitting up a little bit higher on his knees. He used the hand that wasn't wrapped around his cock to push on Seth's lower back, forcing his boyfriend to bend his body just slightly. He groaned as the tip of his swollen, lube covered cock finally rubbed up against Seth's pucker. The slight heat that was radiating from Seth's most sensitive area causing his whole body to shudder involuntarily. He definitely wouldn't last long.
Roman slowly pushed inside of Seth in one smooth move, not stopping until his hips were flush against the curve of his lover's rounded ass. He groaned loudly, each hand grabbing at either side of Seth's pointed hips while his fingers dug into the golden brown coloured flesh. "I'm not going slow. It's been too long since I was last inside you." His words came out in one breath, his heart racing as he pulled out only to slam back in hard.
"Fuck me Roman. Yes." Seth moaned loudly. His brown eyes stayed glued shut as he pushed back against Roman's cock that was slamming in and out of his ass. His hands grabbed tighter at the all white bedspread beneath him and his face dropped into the bed, giving Roman the best ride he could from his current position. He pushed back into Roman's cock every time he felt the Samoan's dick leave the snug confines of his ass, their bodies colliding with a loud smack that grew in volume each time.
Seth was right in the middle of his own desire, his heart and breathing racing while his stomach did multiple back flips. They'd barely even started and he was close. He could hear Roman's ragged breathing behind him while the larger man pounded in and out of him, the sound of their bodies colliding along with their own sounds of pleasure drowning the room in lust as their bodies became one over and over again. His skin felt like it was on fire right now, every single nerve electric as he gave into the amazing pleasure of Roman's cock assaulting his prostate over and over again.
Roman leaned forward, pressing most of his weight onto Seth's frame as he all but mounted the younger man. His cock slid in and out of Seth's ass easily but that wasn't hard. It hadn't taken long to get Seth's channel nice and slick for him and his lover only ever tensed when he first pushed in. His grip tightened around Seth's slender hips, his fingers digging into toned flesh while he sped up his movements, the frame of the bed squeaking its protest beneath them but he didn't care. The damn bed could break again while he fucked Seth hard and fast.
He knew he was close though. He could feel his orgasm racing up through his body with every hard thrust in. His balls were practically throbbing as they smacked over and over against Seth's perfect ass. He knew he couldn't hold on much longer but he had to make sure Seth came first. He dropped his right hand from Seth's hip and reached underneath, wrapping his fist around the pulsating cock that was already dripping with precum.
Seth cried out in absolute pleasure when Roman's hand clasped tightly around his cock and began to stroke him at a smooth, fast pace. He internally struggled, pushing his ass back against Roman's cock as it pounded in and out of him but also thrusting forward into Roman's hand. He was so close right now that he could practically taste his orgasm. His breath was racing, his mind swimming as he gave into the pleasure.
His eyes were still closed and for the briefest of moments, he thought how it would feel to have Dean as the one inside of him. He thought of how it would be to have Dean pounding relentlessly in and out of him with his big cock. How it would feel to have Dean peppering soft, wet kisses all across his back. How it would feel to have Dean with his hand over his cock. He shuddered, it was all over. He gripped the bedspread below him tightly and with a loud moan of his boyfriend's name, his cock exploded all over Roman's hand.
Roman grunted from behind him, Seth's walls choking the absolute fuck out of his cock and he couldn't hold on even if he tried. His left hand squeezed as hard as he could while he powered in and out of Seth at an alarming rate before he couldn't on any longer. His thrusts stiffened and he groaned out Seth's name as he came inside of the other man's ass. He rode out his orgasm with a few more thrusts before he pulled out and slid off the bed, heading towards their ensuite bathroom to grab a towel for both of them.
He returned barely a minute later with one of their charcoal coloured towels. He glanced over at the bed to find Seth now on his back, his cheeks flushed and his chest rapidly rising and falling. He threw the towel at the other man who jumped when it hit him square in the chest. "So how did coffee with Dean go today?" He asked, picking up the clothes on the floor.
Seth visibly tensed at the mention of the other man's name, his heart starting to race as his mind flashed back to earlier in the day. "Yeah. It went good. He's not the jerk I thought he was."
Roman chuckled, glancing over at Seth who was now sitting up on their large bed. "I knew you two would get along eventually."
Seth laughed almost awkwardly, jumping off the bed and pulling on a pair of basketball shorts. "Let's go have dinner. It's been sitting in the oven for an hour now."
Roman smiled, wrapping an arm around Seth's shoulders and planting a kiss on the side of his head. He missed the guilty look that appeared on the other man's face which was probably a good thing. The less he knew, the better.
TBC
A/N: Early update this week cause I get married this Saturday and I won't have any other time to do it. Also, first attempt everrrr at a Rolleigns sex scene so I hope it was okay. And I hope you guys are enjoying the story! Thank you to everyone for reading and reviewing! GatesVengeance x