A/N: Thanks for launching ideas my way and sorry this update took so long, anyway I'm not surprised my baby is requested so much already. ;)
For Nikki: [Roman/John]*
"Call yourself Samoan Superman, huh?"
Roman quirked a brow "What of it?"
John laughed, a bit of a sneer to his voice. He was typically a nice guy but when it came to wrestling and his career – no one was safe.
"The hell is so funny?"
John glared at the younger man "You."
Roman growled at that, anger replacing the curiosity that was there before "Excuse you?"
"You heard me. I said I liked you a few months back…. and truth is, I backed up your push and was hoping for it to happen but then you go and think you can steal my gimmick?"
It was Roman's turn to laugh. His chest rumbled with the deep glee he was feeling right then "You're fucking me, right?"
"I could easily 'fuck' you.. but no and I'm not joking" he responded with an icy glare on his face.
Roman stepped forward, getting in John's face "Now I know you're joking."
"The hell I am."
"Bullshit."
"You know this is my whole life and you come in here mocking it. Don't think I don't know people like y-"
Roman pressed his head against John's, speaking through clenched teeth "You don't know shit about me or what kind of person I am. But that's not why this is a joke" he relaxed a bit.
John met the man's hard glare "Oh yeah?" Care to enlighten me on what you find so goddamn funny?"
"You 'fucking' me."
John blinked. Well no shit. Of course that was out of the question. Everyone knew his sexuality but Roman was straight. The let out a small chuckle "Yeah, no shit."
"So you agree."
"Of course I do. I'm arrogant and everything but I'm not an idiot."
Roman grinned "Perfect. So you know I'd make you my bitch."
John stared at Roman who at some point in their conversation had shifted back so there was a few inches' worth of space between them. the expected to see mocking eyes staring back at him but instead Roman's normally olive-hazel eyes were close to a forest green.. looking back at him with what John could only label a predatory look. Suddenly the fight went out of him. He swallowed.
Silence had filled the air for too long. Roman grinned and stepped forward, noticing John stepped back – out of his own accord or subconsciously he didn't know but honestly, to him it didn't matter. "What's wrong, 'Superman'?" he saw some fire in John's eyes and licked his lips. Could he make the top dog crumble? Roman leaned forward, feeling and seeing John's body tense as if the man was anticipating something "Would you like that, John?"
The hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he nodded almost imperceptibly. Almost.
Roman grinned "I'm sure you would. I could show you one of the many ways I can use my strength" the shiver that rippled through John's solid frame only served to make Roman bolder. He rested his large hands on the blond's waist, squeezing just hard enough to show authority.
"Not h-here."
So the blond hadn't lost his ability to speak. Roman's hands slid along the man's hipbones possessively "Why not?" but he spoke before John could respond "you afraid the others will hear those pretty moans and screams of my name?"
John flushed. Maybe. He was all too aware of Roman's hands on his waist. He locked gazes with the younger man "You think you an make me be? That's the only thing I'd be embarrassed about." And it was true. The locker room had heard almost every noise from him in the past 11 years whether first hand or not, it didn't matter. John Cena didn't have to worry about getting caught. But out of all that time, only one man has heard him beg. He licked his lips and stood up a little straighter so he could meet Roman's gaze.
Roman blinked at the man's sudden bluntness, a small smile slowly cracing his features. "Oh I can make you beg, Cena. Don't doubt that. Don't doubt me."
"Prove it" his baby blue eyes darkened with lust as he looked at the younger man defiantly "give me a reason not to bash that smug look off your face."
His eyes darkened as he tightened his hold on John, pulling the older man against him "Go lock that damn door."
Roman's tone left no room for questions. John slid out of the man's grip and did as was asked of him. he looked back at Roman once he was done, licking his lips and earning a look of impatience from Roman.
"Come here."
John was starting to have second thoughts. What if Orton found out? Randy was the only man to make him beg for a reason.
"I said come."
He couldn't resist. John's naturally submissive body walked over to Roman on its own.
"Good boy."
Words that normally filled him with joy tonight only shoved guilt down his throat. "Don't call me that or I'm walking the fuck out." It wasn't like John to defy strong characters like Roman in the 'bedroom' but that nickname was reserved for one person and one person only.
Roman tensed. So it was true. John and Randy are an item. He should've left then and there but his possessive nature wouldn't let him leave until John was his if only for a night. He nodded once to let John know it was understood then he crooked his finger to will John even closer.
John leaned forward until Roman signaled for him to stop then he looked up to meet the younger man's eyes.
"Get me nice and ready for you."
John felt a ripple of pure lust fill him, nodding at the younger man and dropping to his knees "Hope you have a condom you won't get this ass bare."
Roman felt his possessive nature flare up at the man's words and gripped the back of John's head hard "Keep your mouth shut around my cock unless you're gonna say my name."
John felt a shiver run through him. He licked his lips and pulled Roman's pants and boxers down then slowly stroked the younger man's thick girth, looking up at him with lust-blown eyes "Who says I'll be sayin' your name, Roman?"
He growled at that, gripping John by the jaw and forcing the older man to look at him "I say. You're mine tonight, Cena. And the sooner you realize that the better." He let John's jaw go in favor of gripping his neck again "Soon you won't remember how to say anything but 'please' and 'more' and my name." he assured the man as he stroked himself. Roman saw John lick his lips and grinned then slapped the older man with his dick. The soft whine he got in response made him smirk as he watched the glistening of his precum on John's cheek. "I haven't even spent 20 minutes with you and I can tell you're a fuckin' cum-slut."
John felt his cheeks flush but he looked up at Roman defiantly and lifted his head "From the looks of it, you don't have what it takes to find out, big guy."
Part of him was aware that in responding to John's teasing he'd be giving the man what he wanted but that part of him wasn't in control right now. Roman tightened his hold on John's neck and kept it up until John opened his mouth to complain – though Roman never gave him the change. He shoved his dick into John's mouth as soon as it opened up wide enough. He felt the man resisting so he clamped John's neck and bucked his hips forward. Roman let out a small grunt of pleasure when the older man gagged a little "That's right. Take it all in, Cena."
John looked up at Roman, his blue eyes watering badly from the rough treatment but he'd be lying if he said he didn't like it. he tried to relax his throat so Roman could mouth fuck him but the younger man just tightened his grip on John's neck and John clawed Roman's thighs in response.
"Suck, Cena."
He felt drool sliding down his jaw and he knew what he must've looked like but still, John did as he was told. He swallowed around the man's hard cock, earning a sharp buck from Roman but John pulled away slightly, winking at the tall Samoan as he swirled his tongue around the amn's dick then began sucking. His sucking - in sharp contrast to the rest of his actions – wasn't teasing. John sucked as hard as he could manage as he bobbed his head, needing to get Roman deeper into his mouth. He felt the younger man buck again and groaned as Roman's hardness hit the back of his throat. John swallowed a few times, part of him already wanting to taste the taller male. Those thoughts were wiped away when Roman fucked his mouth hard one last time before pulling away.
"Knew that fucking mouth was good for something other than talking "he grinned at the look on Cena's face, leaning down to pat the older man's cheek before thinking about how he wanted him. If only the blond had hair. "Kneel over the bench. I want it to hurt." he knew it'd hurt either way but this way he'd be able to do a bit more damage.
John swallowed and looked at Roman before walking over to the bench and getting on his knees, resting his forearms out in front of himself. His ass was sticking out just enough to tease Roman a little more. He liked this 'innocent' act.. only place he could do it was the 'bedroom'.
Roman groaned at the sight of John's bulging arm muscles stretched as the older man held himself out from the bench so his back would arch perfectly. "…nothin' short of amazing." It wasn't often he gave compliments but for an ass like Cena's he'd sing praises. Roman walked over, ridding himself of his shirt in the process, and smacked John's toned ass hard enough to leave an angry red handprint there.
"Nng.."
"What's wrong, Cena? Thought you could hang?"
John let out a huff at that, glaring over his shoulder to the younger man "Maybe that was a disappointed grunt."
Roman smirked at that. This man clearly wanted and was used to rough treatment. He grabbed a fistful of John's ass before letting go and swinging his arm back then slapping John's already reddened cheek even harder.
"Oh fu-.."
"That's right. This is my ass tonight," he growled as he slapped it again just for good measure. Roman slid his hand over John's round ass, spreading his cheeks and spitting on the man's entrance before doing the same to his hand and stroking himself slowly after sliding a condom on. He felt John shift impatiently and slapped him again "Still."
Roman's naturally demanding voice made John freeze. He blushed a bit and lowered his head as he arched his back more for Roman, giving him a hint as to what he wanted. John was rewarded a few seconds later when the man rammed into him without prep or any lube other than their spit. His knuckles turned white from the force he was gripping the bench with and John let out a moan. He tried not to push back but he needed the younger man to move or.. go deeper or both. John slammed his hips back. He gasped when one of the bigger man's hands wrapped around the back of his neck and pressed John's head to the bench, making his ass spread wider. "Ohmyf.." he grunted as Roman slammed in harder, getting in deeper than he'd felt anyone go. John's arms shook a little but when Roman slammed in again and hit that sweet spot inside of him they gave out under him. John bent his arms and slumped against the side of the bench as Roman held his head against the hard wood.
"Such a fuckin' slut and your ass is still tight.." he grunted as he felt John's ass clench around him when the man shifted off his arms. "F.." he slowly moved John's leg out so the man was spread wide and pulled out until just the head of his member was inside before ramming back in quickly. John's tightness squeezed his throbbing cock perfectly; Roman let John's head go in favor of gripping his shoulder and pulling all of John's body back as he gave a particularly hard thrust.
"R..right there! God.. harder.."
It was more of a whine to Roman and he just loved hearing the man mewl that way for him. He felt John's walls start to spasm around him and knew the older man was close to the edge so he hit the man's spot a few times, hearing John's whining and whimpering just increase with every stroke and groaning out as the man suddenly tried to shift up a little. He felt John's body stiffen and growled, pulling out suddenly.
"Rom.. what?" he panted out, his cock pulsing against his abs as he looked over his shoulder to Roman, all too aware of the space between them. John started getting up when Roman slapped his ass hard again and John gasped, feeling his entire body fill with pleasure; his senses were on high alert. "Please.." he met the man's dark gaze, flexing his ass muscles and feeling a small burn covering them.
Roman smirked and shook his head at John "Hands and fuckin' knees, John."
John's blue eyes flashed at that, he scrambled off the bench and crawled to be in front of Roman before resting on his four limbs and arching his back in the way he knew made his ass more pronounced. He heard Roman's cursing followed by his steps and he knew he was successful. "Fuck me hard… unless y- AH!" John felt Roman knee rest next to his leg followed by a simultaneous thrust and a bite to his shoulder. "Roman!" he cried out, his body even more wound up with the need to release than before. John's head slumped as he clenched his fists on the ground and felt Roman start hard, rapid thrusts. He felt Roman move his lips to John's other shoulder and bite even harder, this time the skin warming followed by a sharp sting. There was something he was supposed to be remembering but John was too lost. He pushed back desperately against Roman, whining when the man added more pressure to the bite and audibly growled against his pale skin "Need.. fuck.. c-can I come?"
Roman felt himself draw nearer when John cried out his name but even more so when the older man's skin heated up under his lips and Roman knew the man had a mark on him now. John was his. Tonight only but there would be evidence. He grinned at that, no better way to get back at that self-righteous prick than claim his sweet piece of ass. Roman heard John's question and shook his head, lapping at the fresh mark as he switched his angle and pounded against John's spot instead, his blunt nails digging into John's hip hard enough to bruise as he thrust deeper and deeper, moaning out when John's walls began clenching and unclenching. The man was teasing. Roman growled and reached to sharply bite his neck before whispering in his ear "I'll leave you without coming, John." That was enough. John just left his tight ring of muscle clenched around Roman's cock as a desperate whine left his lips. Roman smirked and slapped John's ass hard "You're mine." He heard the man gasp so he pounded into him once more but stayed pressed against the man's prostate.
"Roman… please!?" he pushed back against the large member.
"Say it."
The ice and determination in Roman's voice was a turn on, he wouldn't even pretend otherwise. John shivered and pushed back harder, starting to fuck himself on Roman's member as he threw his head back so his neck was exposed to Roman "I'm yours tonight.." he panted out, wanton moans leaving his lips as he continued to fuck himself; soon, Roman began thrusting again and John gasped out the man's name just before feeling a set of lips on his pulse. John whined as Roman marked him yet again, pushing back against him as hard as he could "Roman.. I.. please.. fuck.. please!?"
Roman smirked, growling against John's newest mark "Come, Cena."
He shivered, a ripple of pleasure shaking his whole body as he bucked his own hips forward when his release washed over him; his seed splashed onto the floor and coated his abs as John practically screamed out Roman's name loud enough to hear it echo off the walls. He blushed when he'd realized Roman just saw him come without being touched.. something that only happened when he was thoroughly fucked. But before John could really get embarrassed, he felt Roman's dick push in further. The man growled out something he couldn't catch as his large hands held John's hips and Roman fucked him hard until he too reached completion.
Roman grunted out softly as he pulled his flaccid cock from John's tight ass, panting quietly and shoving his long hair out of his face while he slipped the condom off his dick and got up to go dispose of it. He was a little shaky on his feet from his orgasm but fuck if it wasn't worth it, he'd give anything to get to fuck John again in the future.
"Bastard."
The man's words roused him from his thoughts, he blinked and looked over at John from a few feet away "Excuse me?"
"You proved me wrong."
Roman smirked and shrugged as he walked over to John and offered him a hand to get the man up. John practically limped to the bench and sat down, the sight making Roman grin "You're welcome."
John laughed, his cheeks flushing as he looked down at his legs then back to their clothes. Apparently Roman had noticed because he walked over with John's clothing as well as a small towel. John wiped himself clean and stood up -on shaky feet- to dress himself again.
Roman already had his shorts and a tank top on so when John dressed, he was watching him carefully. As the older man slipped his shirt on, Roman noticed a few of his marks peeking out from the collar of John's shirt and he smirked, not even needing to see John's ass to know it too had marks. He grinned as he opened the door "See ya around, Superman."
John flushed a bit and flipped Roman off as he bent down to grab his bag.
"Been there done that."
John laughed and shook his head, quickly standing up and leaving the locker room as well in perhaps too happy of a mood.
A/N: Well there you go, hope you enjoyed and sorry about my hiatus.
*This pairing is the beginning of another chapter which will be posted later but since I update this in order of requests, you'll have to wait. ;)
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