Chapter 6:
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.
Roman looked up from his computer screen when he heard a knock on his office door. His eyesight was starting to get a little blurry from spending the past few hours staring at the small screen, analyzing sales reports and every other part of the business that was to do with his management team to prepare for his meeting this morning with his second in charge before he had another meeting this afternoon with Dean. He wasn't necessarily stressed about either meeting but they were something he didn't really like doing. He already had a list of jobs that he needed to fix from Dean and he knew he would be pulling yet another twelve hour shift or possibly more depending on how long both of these meetings went for.
His lips twitched into a small smile when he saw it was his second in charge standing at the door, John Cena. "Come in John. Shut the door and take a seat." His grey eyes watched as John stepped inside of the office and closed the door, all of the sounds from outside being drowned out once the door slid shut.
John was a rather large man. He was a few inches shorter than Roman but had large, bulging muscles that were often concealed under ill fitting white button up shirts, jackets and suit pants. He had short, shaven hair with just a small amount of hair right on the top of his skull giving him a crew cut. He was always smiling, joking around with the other managers but could be professional when it came to the Team Members he was in charge of. John was a few years older than Roman and had been in this position long before Roman had even made it past Department Manager stage. For some reason, when the search for a new Store Manager began, John was overlooked and Roman got the top job instead. John didn't seem to resent him at all though and for that he was thankful.
"So today we'll be doing your performance evaluation." Roman started. He turned off the computer monitor screen and focused completely on John sitting across the table. "I trust you have your folders with you?"
John smiled at him. "Of course. I've done this a few times before."
Roman laughed lightly. "Just making sure." He opened up his own manila folder that had a sheet full of questions inside. He reached for his pen and popped the lid off of it. "First question: What sort of characteristics do you possess that separates you from other Managers?"
"I think my ability to lead is my strongest asset." John started. His blue eyes watching as Roman scribbled down his answer. "There are some Managers who just don't have that ability to be able to rally their Team Members behind them but I think I can be both firm and friendly. I get the most out of everyone, including other Managers and I know I can push them further than they even knew was possible. I work with every single person that is under my lead and I make them the best that they can be."
"Very good." Roman murmured as he filled out the lines. "Okay next question-" He was cut off when his phone in the office started ringing. "Sorry. I'll just grab this quickly." He grabbed the corded phone and held it up to his ear. "Roman Reigns speaking."
There was a slight pause before the voice finally spoke. "Hey Rome. It's me."
Roman let out a sigh. "Seth." He breathed down the line. He was very aware of the fact that John's blue eyes were watching his every move. "Why are you calling? You know I've got important meetings today."
"I know baby and I'm sorry but I just had to ask you something." Seth's voice ran through the phone. Even through the line, he could tell that Seth was nervous about something.
"What is it?" Roman's tone was sharp but still sounded somewhat friendly.
"Well, uh, Dean asked if I wanted to go out for dinner with him after I've finished work. Just the two of us. Is that alright with you?" Seth's words were rushed, panicked.
Roman furrowed his brow and reached his other hand up to rub at the budding headache on the side of his head. "Why would I mind? I'm gonna be here probably all night again so you can go out if you want to babe."
"I just wanted to make sure it was okay by you before I said yes or no." Even though he couldn't see him, Roman knew that Seth was smiling. "I hope I get to see you tonight."
"You will." Roman responded. "I've gotta get back to work. I'll talk to you later. Love you."
"Love you too." Seth's voice rang down the line before the phone went dead.
Roman hung the phone up and turned back to John who was still looking at him. "Right. Well now that's done, we can get back to this."
"Is everything alright with you and Seth?" John asked cautiously. "I mean, I know I have no right to pry but you seem a little distant from him lately."
Roman sighed. "I've just been spending too many hours here lately and he's been spending all his extra time with Dean." He watched the way John's eyes widened. "I used to go to college with Dean and I encouraged them to be friends which it looks like they are. And I'm happy."
"Are you though?" John pressed.
Roman shrugged. "My boss and my boyfriend having dinner without me has me a little worried."
"You could have told him 'no' Rome." John pointed out.
Roman shook his head. "I wouldn't stop him from doing anything that he wants to do. And it's just dinner."
John smiled mutely, a little unsure of what he was supposed to say right now. He could see that Roman was concealing something from him but it wasn't his place to push. They were friends and he knew if Roman truly needed his help, he would come and ask for it.
"Alright. Next question." Roman glanced down at the sheet of paper. "From your list of goals from last year, how many of these have you achieved and why haven't you achieved the rest of them?"
Seth could feel the light buzz that the alcohol was giving him, the sensation washing over him as he continued drinking. His brown eyes kept locking with Dean's blue orbs, private conversations passing between them as they enjoyed their main meals. Dean had insisted that they try a restaurant that was right on the beach that served not only Seafood but specialized in a large range of Cocktails. Seth had been slurping down the sugary beverages like they were water, his grin growing sloppier and sloppier as the night progressed.
"You look really good tonight Seth." Dean said quietly. His blue eyes were focused on every aspect of Seth's outfit from the slim fit jacket all the way down to his tight pants. He licked his lips, pretending to taste some of the sauce that had been left there from his last bite of food when in actuality he was licking his lips because of the younger man sitting across from him. "And I mean really good."
Seth's cheeks flushed slightly, a mixture from the compliment and from the alcohol he'd consumed. "Thanks. I got all dressed up just for you." He clasped his hand down across his lips, horrified that he'd said that out loud. The words were meant to be thoughts instead of actually being spoken. His cheeks flushed an even darker shade of red. "I didn't mean to say that out loud." He said quietly.
Dean's lips twitched into a grin. "It's okay Seth. I like it when you dress up just for me." He whispered and put extra emphasis on the last three words, his grin growing as Seth's did.
"You know, you could be using these techniques to woo someone who doesn't have a boyfriend." Seth pointed out in a playful tone.
"But maybe I'm already wooing the person I want and he just happens to have a boyfriend." Dean shot back. He lifted his glass of beer to his lips and took in a long gulp, blue eyes still locked on Seth's as he swallowed the drink down. He watched the way that Seth's facial expression changed to one of confusion. He placed his drink back on the table. "What's wrong?"
"Just everything I'm doing." Seth answered. He drained the last of his cocktail before placing the glass on the table. "I was happy with Roman, so so happy and then you walk in and have me questioning my entire fucking relationship."
Dean glanced around the restaurant, a little fearful that someone either Seth or Roman knew would overhear them and then go blabbing. He glanced at Seth's plate, noticing it was empty. "C'mon. Let's go for a walk along the beach."
Seth nodded, slowly standing to his feet, his whole head spinning as he did. He leaned forward and clutched the table desperately. He didn't even think he was that drunk until right in that moment. He felt a sudden wash of warmness overwhelm him when he felt Dean's hand around his waist, holding him steady as he stumbled with Dean to the front of the restaurant. It felt nice to have Dean's arm around him, holding him.
Dean walked up to the front, sliding his wallet out from his pants and pulling out his black credit card. The waiter behind the counter gave them a funny look as he processed their transaction but didn't say a word, handing Dean back the black plastic card once the payment had gone through. He kept a firm grip around Seth's waist as they exited the bustling restaurant. The instant they exited the loud restaurant, there was a sudden feeling of serenity that washed over him.
Seth smiled as he inhaled the salty, Pensacola air. He felt himself sober up a little bit more as he clung to Dean's strong body while they crossed the road. It was dark now and there was barely anyone around. He lifted his gaze up towards the sky, the moon casting an eerie glow across the normally picture perfect water. But he liked the way it looked. And he certainly couldn't deny that he liked the way that Dean's hand felt around his waist, the warmness radiating through his suit material. "Do you wanna walk East or West along the beach?"
"West." Dean answered immediately.
Dean's arm stayed wrapped tightly around Seth's waist as they crossed the street and made their way onto the beach. There was a slight chill in the air as they walked right along the water. From a distance, he knew that they looked like a picture perfect couple and there was something about that fact that made his chest swell up with pride. He didn't like that feeling, his emotions hitting overdrive. He didn't like getting close to people emotionally but for some reason Seth made him want to feel something else. Seth made him want to get closer to him.
His mind ran through the many different possibilities of whatever he could get with Seth. He knew that if he pushed the younger man hard enough, he could pretty much get whatever he wanted. Roman didn't even cross his mind as he thought about all the things he wanted to do with Seth even though he knew it should have. Roman was only his concern in the professional world and while he valued their personal relationship, he valued his own budding relationship with Seth more. He ignored the 'Bros before Hoes' rule, thinking with his dick first as always instead of his brain.
"The beach is beautiful at night." Seth said quietly.
Dean turned to look at Seth, his brown eyes gazing out into the ocean. A smile grew across his lips, the soothing sound of the waves crashing against the shore was something he was beginning to love and appreciate about living in Florida. There wasn't moments like this back in Cincinnati. He turned to look at Seth, the younger man's face illuminated by the moon's bright glow. His smile grew wider, the thrumming in his chest making him feel more than a little uncomfortable. "I'd much rather stare at you instead of the beach."
Seth felt his cheeks flush from the compliment and he turned, looking into Dean's blue eyes. He could see the same intensity, that same passion that he could feel deep in his body reflected in Dean's eyes. "Let's sit down."
Seth had already slumped to the ground, his ass landing on the sand while his hand tugged Dean to follow him. He felt the coldness around his waist from the mere moments that Dean's strong arm wasn't around him and that startled him a little bit. It made him feel even worse when a feeling of completeness washed over him as Dean's arm slid back around him. He took a deep breath before he turned his head to the right to look at the other man. Their eyes locked for perhaps the hundredth time that night, another secret conversation passing through them as they just stared at each other.
It was obvious to each other that there was an undeniable spark between them. Seth could feel his heart thrumming as they stared at each other for what felt like a lifetime before he finally spoke. He ignored the fact that he'd never had this sort of moment with Roman. "I want to kiss you." His words were so quiet that the sound of the waves crashing almost drowned them out.
Dean's lips twitched into a smile. "Then kiss me."
Seth leaned forward without a moment's hesitation and pressed their lips together. His brown eyes slid closed as their mouths morphed together and he found himself pushing in closer to Dean's warm body. One of his hands reached up to grab at the back of Dean's head while the other grabbed at his arm, clutching onto the strong bicep muscles like his life depended on it. He felt Dean's arm tighten around him and pull him closer, the action causing a light moan to leave his lips as their bodies pressed up tighter to each other. It felt good to have Dean so close to him like this.
His lips parted and he allowed Dean's tongue to probe inside of his mouth, the thick, pink muscle rubbing and curling with his own tongue. He moaned into the kiss, the sound being swallowed by Dean's hungry mouth as their kiss intensified. Their mouths moved in sync, eagerly rubbing tongues and lips together as they moaned into each others mouths. Seth was so wrapped up in the kiss that he didn't even notice that Dean had pushed him to lie down on his back until his head hit the cold sand.
He didn't stop the kiss however, his hands instead grabbing tighter and pulling Dean closer so that he was almost on top of him. Almost. Because Dean resisted the urge to push his larger body on top of Seth's, his hand instead creeping across Seth's lean body and gently stroking his cock through his pants.
Seth kissed back harder than he even thought possible. The gentle strokes of Dean's hand against his cock was driving him crazy. He wanted more, he had to have more of this. He didn't break the kiss as he reached down to fumble at his belt buckle. He barely been able to undo his belt when he felt his hand being smacked away. His eyes shot open and he broke the kiss to look at Dean, trying to read the other man's facial expression. "What was that for?"
"You lie back and enjoy this. I don't want you touching anything." Dean said with a sly smile. He leaned back forward and pressed his lips back against Seth's, that same bolt of electricity coursing through his body from their out of this world kiss. He refused to close his eyes until he saw Seth's brown eyes flutter shut behind his pretty lashes.
His hand crept down Seth's body, not stopping until his fingertips were grazing the clasp and the zipper of the younger man's tight pants. He slowly, tortuously undid the clasp and dragged the zipper down while their tongues dueled inside of Seth's mouth. He pushed Seth's pants down slightly off the younger man's hips, revealing Seth's dark coloured briefs. He had to break the kiss to look down at the outline of the younger man's hard cock through the briefs.
He hooked his fingers into either side of the briefs and pulled them down low enough so that he had enough access to Seth's cock. He licked his lips. Even in the smallest bit of light, he could see that Seth had a nice looking dick. It was a decent length and had an equal amount of thickness. He knew that he had the edge over Seth in both length and girth but he still appreciated the younger man's cock. He glanced up at Seth who had his head back against the sand, his brown eyes wide, lips parted and his cheeks were coloured slightly. Seth looked like the epitome of sex right now and he really fucking liked that.
He lifted his hand up to his lips and spat a glob of saliva into it. There was no lube handy and he didn't want to hurt the other man even if Seth's cock was dripping wet. He reached down and wrapped his hand around the other man's erection, his large hand squeezing at the hot flesh, a satisfied grin growing on his face when he felt the dick twitch in his grasp. He slowly started to work his hand up and down Seth's throbbing cock, his hand twisting around the thick length as he moved.
Seth let out his first moan, a soft, needy whimper as he looked down and watched Dean work his cock over ever so slowly. He felt Dean's eyes glance up and look at him after the first noise left his lips and he couldn't help but reach up and grab either side of the other man's head before pulling their lips back together. He moaned even louder into the kiss when he felt Dean's hand speed up ever so slightly. This slow, drawn out pace was going to be the death of him. He bucked his hips up ever so slightly, making Dean's hand speed up just enough for him to emit yet another moan.
Dean kept his eyes open as they kissed, his blue eyes locked on Seth's facial expression as he worked his cock closer and closer. He wanted to hear more moans from the younger man, wanted to hear him practically scream his name as he came right there on the empty beach where just about anyone could walk by. He knew it was a risk but at this point he didn't really care. His focus was on Seth and Seth alone.
He broke the kiss once more when he heard Seth moan what sounded like his name. His hand tightened around Seth's cock and he worked him faster again, trying to rip his name from Seth's lips once more. He was rewarded a few moments later when he heard
Seth moan his name in the neediest, hottest way he'd ever heard. His hand sped up once again, coercing another moan from the younger man. He was on his side but he pushed his body in closer to Seth's so that his erection was pressing into the younger man's thigh while his head dropped and he buried his face in Seth's neck, his nose inhaling the delicious scent of the younger man. "You are so fucking hot. You have no fucking idea what those noises are doing to me right now."
Seth let out another sharp gasp as he felt Dean pepper light kisses against his neck. His neck was one of his most sensitive spots and the way that Dean was pressing kisses there, it was almost like he knew. "Dean." His hips bucked up as he spoke. His skin felt like it was on fire right now. There was so many good sensations right now that he could feel his toes curling from inside his shoes, his stomach clenching desperately. "I want you to get me off. I'm almost there."
"I know. I can feel it." Dean's breath was a whisper against Seth's skin as his hand continued pumping Seth's cock almost erratically. Every time he heard his name being pulled from Seth's lips, he felt his cock twitch desperately from inside his own pants. It took all of his self restraint not to just pull Seth's pants off and push his cock inside of the younger man's ass. He wanted to wait until the moment was perfect and right now was not that moment. "You gonna fucking scream my name when you do?"
"Y-yeah." Seth panted. He could feel his stomach clenching tighter the faster Dean's hand pumped him. It was almost as though he could taste his orgasm and it was right there on the tip of his tongue. He'd never found hand jobs as erotic as right this moment with Dean. But there was many things that Dean had introduced him to that he never thought would make him feel the way that he did.
He wanted to keep his eyes open as he neared his completion, his mind spinning from the delirious pleasure but he found he couldn't. They fluttered shut and he all but melted back against the sand. "I'm close. I'm so damn close."
Dean smirked. He lifted his head and slithered down Seth's body, making sure not to disturb him or hint him about what he was just about to do. His hand kept pumping Seth's cock until he was sure that Seth was right there on the brink and that's when he made his move. He leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Seth's warm cock just as the first hot spurts of cum shot into his mouth.
Seth moaned Dean's name so loudly he was sure it echoed around the beach as he came, his cum shooting into Dean's mouth. His entire body shuddered as he rocketed through his orgasm. Dean's hand had been more than enough to get him off but the added feeling of Dean's warm, wet lips around his cock had made it feel about ten thousand times more intense. His brown eyes stayed shut for a few moments as his hips moved back and forth a few times while he came down from his orgasm.
Dean pulled away from Seth's cock after a moment. He gulped down Seth's cum, the salty taste making him wince slightly. He normally didn't even get close enough to his partners cocks to do this but there was something about Seth that made him want to do it and there was an extra amount of desire that made him want to swallow, to taste the younger man. He slithered back up Seth's body to where he was lying before and he pressed their lips back together.
Seth moaned into the kiss and rolled onto his side, pushing his body back up as close and as tight to Dean's as he possibly could. His heart was racing in his chest when he felt Dean's hard cock pressing into his flaccid one. He pulled back from the kiss and gently pushed Dean back so that he was against the sand this time. He leaned forward and pressed a final, lingering kiss to the other man's lips before he slid down Dean's strong body, resting in between his strong legs.
He lifted his gaze and locked it with Dean's. Their brown and blue orbs sharing desires and conversations that would never be voiced while Seth's hands made short work of Dean's pants. The belt was undone quickly before the actual pants followed. He only pulled them down low enough so that he could reach everything and that Dean didn't have to go home with sand in every crevice. His hands were shaking as he reached up to pull down Dean's underpants, his stomach doing back flips because he knew that once he did this, he'd be jumping over the line of self respect and no return.
He tugged Dean's briefs down and had to hold back the gasp that threatened to leave his lips. Dean was bigger than he thought, much bigger and definitely a lot thicker. He gingerly reached forward and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock. He slowly worked his hand up and down a few times. He didn't even think that all of this would fit inside of his mouth, let alone anywhere else. He tried to shake his mind of those thoughts for now and focus on getting the older man off, returning the favour of pleasuring him.
He looked up at Dean one last time before he leaned forward and lapped at the already swollen and leaking cock head. He couldn't hold back the moan that left his lips as he tasted the first beads of precum. Dean tasted a lot different than what he was expecting, sweeter as well. He lapped the cock head a few more times before he finally wrapped his lips around it, sucking hard. He wasted no time pushing his lips down the other man's cock, another moan being ripped from the base of his throat as he swallowed down as much as he possibly could before he bobbed back up only to repeat the same motion again. And again. And again.
Dean let his eyes slide shut and his head drop back against the sand as he gave into the delirious pleasure that Seth was giving him. Seth's mouth felt better than he imagined, the hot, wet walls sucking and swallowing around his cock like he was born to do it. He slowly reached down and threaded a hand through Seth's hair, guiding the younger man's movements with his mouth. He moaned Seth's name lowly, the wonderful suction of Seth's lips and mouth causing his whole body to shudder, his stomach clench hard and his balls draw up tighter to his body.
He was almost embarrassed with how close he was already. Almost. He would have been if Seth didn't possess the best mouth he'd ever had the pleasure of being able to have his dick inside of. He tried to concentrate on Seth's rhythm, the steady flow of up and down. Quick up, slow down. Up and down. Up. Down. His breathing was starting to get a little rushed, his head swimming, his hand tightening in Seth's short hair. He was sure he heard a whine come from Seth but he didn't hear another word from the other man as he pushed his hips up, forcing his cock deep inside of Seth's mouth, pressing it right down his throat.
Seth moaned. He liked being manhandled like this. He liked the way that Dean was pushing his cock further down his already full throat just so he could have it all in his mouth. He increased the suction of his cheeks as Dean's hips rocked in and out of his mouth. His mind was already running forward to the next time that he could have Dean's cock in his mouth and they hadn't even finished the first one yet. He could hear Dean lightly moaning his name as his thrusts started to get a little more erratic and he applied just that little bit more pressure. He was ready to swallow everything that he knew Dean was going to give him.
Dean knew he couldn't hold on much longer even if he tried. His stomach was tight just like his balls and Seth's mouth was way too perfect try and hold on. He rocked his hips in and out of the younger man's mouth a few more times before he came with a muffled groan of Seth's name. He was nowhere near as loud as what Seth was but that didn't matter. There was the same intimacy shared between the two separate orgasms as he shot his load down Seth's throat. He could still feel Seth's talented mouth suckling and swallowing around his cock and he could barely contain himself. His dick was still throbbing even when Seth pulled off of him and crawled up his body to press their lips back together.
Seth took complete control of this kiss, his tongue probing inside of Dean's mouth, tasting his own essence while he shared the taste of the other man's with him. This moment was almost perfect with the two of them lying on the empty beach, pressed together, tongues entwined after a passion filled experience. This moment made him feel completely different to anything he'd ever felt. Dean was completely different to Roman. Roman would never do something like this, be so sporadic that they would do something so sexual out in the open like this.
His heart hurt as he thought of his loving boyfriend. He'd well and truly stepped over the line by doing this and he knew he was in far too deep now to back track. He abruptly ended the kiss and rolled off Dean. The shame that was coursing through his body was almost too much. He quickly did up his pants and folded his arms across himself. He needed to get home and wash this guilt away.
Dean sat up and looked over at Seth. It was written all over his face but he'd ask the question anyway. "What's wrong Seth?"
Seth turned and looked at him in a way he hadn't ever done before. "I think you need to take me home now."
TBC
A/N: and so the plot thickens and Seth digs himself a deeper hole. Thank you for reading and reviewing! I am so excited and overwhelmed with the response I've had so far. Thank you again! Until next week, GatesVengeance x