Chapter 12

" But Dean! You promised."

" Well I've changed my mind."

" You can't do that." Seth whined as he followed Dean out of the kitchen.

" I just did." Dean walked into his bedroom and turned to close his bedroom door but Seth caught it in time and pushed it back.

" But I told Romie that you would come." Seth pouted as Dean sat on his bed.

" That's not my problem."

" But why?" Seth crossed his arms across his chest.

Dean looked at the man in grey gym shorts and wondered how someone got through life being so dense. " After you humiliated me just to get me to agree to it, do you honestly think that I would do anything for you?"

" I didn't humiliate you." Seth responded meekly, his cheeks turning red.

" The fuck you didn't. You parade around infront of me with your ass all out. Jump all over me like if you're into me and as soon as I said what you to hear you walk off as if it was nothing." The venom in Dean's voice as he spoke was clear and Seth shifted around uncomfortably on his feet.

" I didn't mean it like that. I just got a bit carried away." Seth looked down at the floor unable to look Dean in the eye.

" You know what Seth? I don't give a fuck what you meant. Just get the fuck out of my sight." Dean stretched out on his bed and picked up his cellphone.

Seth felt a whole host of emotions swirling through him at Dean's dismissal. However, the feeling that was strongest was hurt. He didn't like it one bit that Dean was angry at him. He glanced at Dean on his bed, who seemed to be engrossed with a game on his phone. Seth turned and walked out of Dean's bedroom.

" Is something wrong Seth?" Roman kissed Seth's cheek and slipped a hand around his waist.

" No, it's nothing." Seth responded dejectedly.

" You don't like the movie? I could change it." Roman picked the remote control that was next to him on the couch.

" It's fine." Seth sighed.

" Then tell me what's wrong baby. You're normally not like this." Roman turned off the television and pulled Seth into his arms.

Roman's grey eyes were full of concern for him and Seth decided to tell him. He was going to find out sooner or later. " Dean's mad at me. He isn't coming to the club anymore."

Roman ran his fingers through Seth's loose waves. " Seth, what did you do?"

Seth perked up and looked at Roman skeptically. " Why does it have to be something that I did?"

Roman smirked. " Seth baby, I like you but I also know you." He tapped Seth's thigh. " So come on fess up."

Seth nuzzled his face into the crook of Roman's neck. " I didn't think what I did was that bad."

Roman shook his head. " Did you at least apologize?"

Seth kissed his neck. " Sorta."

Roman groaned. " Seth."

Seth looked up at him with his big brown eyes wide and innocent. " Yes?"

Seth knew how to distract him perfectly with his prettiness. Roman kissed him briefly on the lips. " I'll talk to him okay?"

Seth nodded and turned himself around so that he was sitting completely in Roman's lap. He wrapped his arms loosely around Roman's neck. " You're the best." He pecked the larger man's lips.

" I know." Roman pulled Seth right up against him. " But you still have to apologize."

Seth whined. " Romie!"

I really need to stop meeting Dean like this. Roman thought to himself as he approached Dean in the parking area. Dean had the hood of his Mustang popped and was obviously working on it. He was wearing the same pair of worn out jeans that he had on when he had washed the car. He was shirtless with his skin glistening in sweat and smeared with black grease. A red handkerchief was half tucked into his back pocket.

" Hi." Roman stopped next to the Mustang.

Dean lifted his head up from behind the hood. He gripped the side of the car, his fingers black with grease. " Hi."

His auburn hair was wet with sweat but yet it stuck out in every direction. Roman didn't understand what it was but seeing Dean so sweaty and grimy was really turning him on. He swallowed around the rising lump in his throat and crossed his feet. " Can I talk to you for a sec?"

" Sure." Dean pulled out the red handkerchief and wiped off his hands.

" I heard that you weren't coming to the club anymore." Roman watched as Dean's body immediately tensed up and Dean's lips were pulled into a tight line. He couldn't help but to wonder what Seth and Dean had a fight over.

" No." Dean responded curtly.

Roman studied him for a few moments. " Okay Dean, I'm just going to lay it straight out with you. I don't know what you and Seth had a fight over but I kinda figured that it was his fault and he pretty much admitted that it was. I know that he feels badly about it but that's between you and him. I want you to come to the club for me." His grey eyes locked on to Dean's blue ones. " I want you to come with me."

Dean was actually quite surprised that Roman asked him to go to club to watch his boyfriend strip. Even though Dean had already seen almost every single part on Seth that Roman had already. " Are you sure that you want me there? Considering that I'll be watching your boyfriend strip and all."

Roman laughed. " Well Seth already told me that he likes to walk around in his underwear. So I figured that it's nothing that you haven't seen before." Roman put his arm around Dean's shoulder not caring how sweaty he was. He was just secretly relishing in the fact that he had found a way to touch him. " So what do you say?"

Dean noticed that Roman had him next to his body but he really didn't think anything much of it. " Fine. I'll go. It's only because you asked."

Roman smiled and patted Dean's shoulder before he let him go. " That's great. Thanks man."

" Yeah, don't mention it." Dean turned back to his car and started tinkering with it again.

Roman admired Dean's strong back muscles and then his eyes swept further down over Dean's pert ass in his jeans. As he walked away he really began to question how he did not notice how attractive Dean was all along.

Seth looked up from the couch when Dean walked in covered in sweat and grease. He went straight past him into the back. He sighed softly to himself. Roman was right. He had to apologize to Dean. He definitely didn't enjoy being at home the past couple of days with Dean barely talking to him. He was beginning to admit that he did miss their friendship. Plus now since Dean was mad at him, he no longer brewed Seth's favourite coffee flavour, Caramel, on mornings. He made that disgusting all black coffee that Seth absolutely detested.

When Dean came back out, Seth could tell that he had taken a shower and put on a fresh pair of gym shorts. He went into the kitchen and took a can of soda out of the fridge. Seth got off the couch and adjusted his Armani sweatpants and followed him.

" Dean, can I talk to you?" He asked tenatively.

Dean popped the ring on the can and then placed it on the breakfast bar. He took a seat on a nearby stool and folded his arms. " Talk."

Seth stepped right up to Dean so that his thighs butted Dean's knees. " I'm sorry. I shouldn't have led you on like that."

Dean just stared back at him unmoved.

Seth released an exasperated groan. " Damn it Dean! I'm trying here." He ran his hands through his loose hair. " I honestly didn't mean to take it that far. But I just got caught up ya know. Everything was just feeling so good and the next thing I knew you were trying to pull my underwear off and I had to stop it. I couldn't do that to Roman. I just couldn't." Seth placed his hands on Dean's thighs. " So I'm sorry if you felt humiliated but I just couldn't go through with it."

Dean just stared at Seth. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Seth was actually enjoying their little session but his commitment to Roman had stopped him. He saw the pleading look on Seth's face and knew that he was being sincere. Dean parted his legs a little and Seth took that as an invitation to step in between them. " I guess I can see your point Seth. I guess we both did get a little carried away."

Seth smiled. " Does this mean that you've forgiven me?" He crossed his arms behind Dean's neck.

Dean couldn't help but to smile as well. " Yes I've forgiven you."

" Yay!" Seth cheered. Dean laughed.

" So does this mean that you'll stop punishing me by making that awful black coffee on mornings?"

Dean laughed even harder and placed his arms around Seth's waist. " Punish you? It's a real man's coffee. Make you grow some chest hair."

Seth scrunched up his face and snorted. " I don't need any damn chest hair."

Dean took a good look at the chest that was right in front his face. " True. Probably would have to shave it all off anyway for the club."

" Yup." Seth's face then grew a bit serious. " Thanks for forgiving me." He lowered his head and placed two quick pecks on Dean's lips.

When he pulled away Dean looked a bit apprehensive. " Seth, you need to stop doing things like that."

Seth's fingered the short hair at the nape of Dean's neck. " What things?"

" Kissing me." Dean replied even though his eyes were focused on the soft pink lips that had just touched his.

" Oh Dean. I would hardly classify that as a real kiss. It's just a friendly peck between friends." Seth lowered his lips to Dean's again. He pressed his lips lightly against them. This time he only pulled back a few inches and Dean leaned forward and did the same to him. " See, there's nothing to it."

All the same, Seth's fingers curled up tightly in the hair at the back of Dean's head and kissed him again. Eventually, they were exchanging a series of closed mouth pecks. Dean locked his feet around Seth's legs as Seth kept Dean's head firmly pushed against his. Seth then parted his lips slightly and covered Dean's top lip. He could feel the wetness and warmth of the inner part of Seth's lip against his skin. That was an actual kiss now. Dean returned one almost on autopilot. Briefly trapping Seth's bottom between his own lips. When he released it, he pulled back. Seth's eyes heavy lidded and full of yearning just looking at him.

He took a deep breath. " Now we're kissing Seth."

" Hmmm." Was all Seth said as he plucked Dean's plump bottom lip into his mouth.

Dean couldn't deny it. Sharing these slow, lazy kisses with Seth was feeling rather good and he would have loved nothing more than to continue it in the bedroom but he knew that he shouldn't. " Seth," Dean tried again. " C'mon, we must stop this before it goes too far."

" But it's just some little kisses." Seth kissed Dean's bottom lip again causing the older man to groan. " I like kissing you." He confessed.

" I like kissing you too Seth." Dean gathered up all of his emotional strength and pushed Seth's hips away from him gently. " That's why we must stop before we get carried away."

Seth groaned and pouted. " Yeah you're right. I couldn't do that to Romie." He sat on the barstool next to Dean's and took up the opened drink. He took a sip and made a face. "Gross. It's lukewarm now."

Dean laughed and took a drink from the can. He didn't really mind the temperature. " That's your fault for distracting me."

Seth laughed and attempted to smooth out his pants. He didn't want Dean to notice how hard he had been when they were kissing. His body kept on having the strangest reactions to Dean.

" So are you coming to the club?"

Dean nodded his head as he drank from the can. He placed it back on the counter nearly empty. " Yeah. Roman really wants me to come so I will."

Seth smiled brightly. " Yes! You're gonna have so much fun at the club Dean. You're not going to believe it."

Just after nine on Wednesday night, Roman and Dean pulled up to Club Plae. It was just a dark square shaped building with the word Plae glowing in bright neon lights. Seth had left a few hours before them to get to work at his normal start time. Dean and Roman had driven in the latter's SUV. Dean got out of the Mercedes the same time as Roman as they had parked in the visitors' section of the lot. He was wearing a nice black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to elbows. Black jeans and boots completed the outfit. He had his short auburn hair slicked back and a small single silver hoop in his left ear.

" You look nice." Roman smiled as he complimented him.

" Thanks." He looked at Roman and sighed on the inside. He was in a nice dark purple linen shirt and dark blue jeans with loafers on his feet. His long, dark hair was loose and fell in loose curls past his shoulders to the middle of his back. The shirt sleeve stopped at his elbow and showed off the rest of the tribal tattoo on his arm. He looked fucking sexy and dangerous in a way that definitely appealed to Dean. " You look good as well."

Roman grinned as they approached the entrance and went inside the establishment. A young blond haired man who was wearing a uniform that looked like a size too small that clung to his defined muscles greeted them. " Would you and your partner like to be seated in a booth at the back? It provides an excellent view of the stage and some privacy."

" Actually I'm not his..." Dean started but Roman cut him off.

" Yes it would be fine." Roman smiled at Dean as they followed the host to the table.

Plae was a rather nice strip club compared to the other seedy joints that Dean had been in. The walls were painted dark blue and furniture were crafted out of black wood with with leather cushions in the chairs. Right now, some guy was on the stage putting on a slow tease dance. The patrons appeared to be those from the business class and the wealthy. Everyone looked calm and reserved having whispered conversations with each other. Dean suspected that half of these men were probably married and the rest were probably in the closet. Only a few of them would be openly gay. But that was the norm here in L.A.

Dean slid into the semi circular shaped booth first and then Roman followed. As they settled into the booth, they looked around taking in the sophisticated ambience of the place.

" This is a pretty nice place." Roman commented.

" Yeah, I'm not surprised though. I can't see any other place being up to Seth's standards."

Roman chuckled as a waiter came up to them. " That is true."

The waiter was another muscled bound hunk wearing black tap shorts with red suspenders and a white bow tie. " Can I take your orders gentlemen?"

" Yeah I'll have a vodka on the rocks." Roman told the waiter.

" What about you sweetie?" The waiter placed his hand over Dean's who was watching the dancer on stage trying to do something that vaguely resembled ballroom dancing.

The waiter touching him startled Dean momentarily. He looked up to see the young man smiling becomingly at him.

" He'll have a gin and tonic." Roman replied knocking the waiter's hand off of Dean's and replacing it with his own. He squeezed Dean's hand tightly and glared at the waiter.

However, the young man seemed unphased by Roman and smiled again at Dean. " Very well." He turned and walked away putting an obvious swing in his hips.

Dean looked down at the tight grip that Roman still had on his hand. " Possessive much?"

Roman was still glaring at the waiter who had walked away. He swung around and he still looked very much annoyed. " Can you believe the nerve of that guy? He sees me sitting with you and still tries to hit on you."

Dean laughed. " So what's the problem? I'm not your boyfriend. Seth is."

" That's not the point. He doesn't know that." He turned to Dean. " Is this what it's like going out with you? That I can't take you anywhere without people throwing themselves at you?"

Dean chuckled at his friend's indignation. " Not usually. Most of the time people don't notice me."

" Really?" Roman genuinely appeared puzzled. " You're quite attractive. Maybe you just don't notice."

Dean was glad that the place was softly lit so that Roman couldn't see the blush creeping up his cheeks. Roman had said that he was attractive. He couldn't believe it. The idea flashed across his head about him and Roman together but he dismissed it. Seth and Roman were together. He couldn't interfere in that. Plus he was feeling a tiny bit guilty about kissing Seth a few days ago.

" Yeah well I guess that's how the cookie crumbles."

He was a bit relieved when he saw the waiter returning with their drinks. He placed the drinks deftly down in front of them. " Can I get you anything else?" That question was clearly directed at Dean.

But Roman quickly answered. " No that will be all thank you." He said dismissively.

" Well I'm here at your beck and call." He winked at Dean and walked off.

Dean nearly choked laughing at Roman's hostility.

" The fucking slut." He seethed at the retreating figure. He turned to Dean. " What do I have to do? Brand you?"

Dean shrugged his shoulders innocently and sipped his drink. He found the waiter amusing more than anything else. " You could. But if you brand me on my ass, he would still have to get in my pants in order to see it."

Roman drank half of his drink in one gulp. " You're not helping Dean."

Dean laughed as the lights on the stage dimmed. " I never intended to."

Seth was a bit nervous before he went out on stage with the rest of his group. He had gotten the text from Roman teling him that he and Dean had arrived and were sitting in the back. Seth had never actually performed in front of a boyfriend before. He thought that it was necessary that Roman saw what he really did before the relationship got even more serious. Seth knew that it was a huge risk if it turned out that Roman was disgusted by what he saw. But he figured that it was better if they cut their losses now than when they got in too deep.

The lights came back and the four of them were standing on the stage and the crowd started to clap and whistle. They performed the most popular routine for the night. He and Cody Rhodes were standing in front on the catwalk while Brad Maddox and Dolph Ziggler flanked them on either side on the stage. Seth barely spotting Roman and Dean sitting way in the back. Their table was mainly shrouded in darkness but he could pick out his boyfriend's body from a mile away. The music started and Seth forgot all of his nerves and went into his routine.

From the front it looked as if the four men were wearing normal cowboy outifits but when they turned around Roman and Dean saw that they were infact assless chaps.

" Oh wow." Roman muttered.

Dean nodded in agreement. Seth's ass looked damn good in the bronze coloured pair that he was wearing. Actually all of the asses on stage looked damn good to him.

" This shit is hot." Dean said out loud without actually meaning to. All four men were down on the stage pumping their asses to the beats in the music. Then they got back up and they paired up with the guy next to them and started unbuttoning their shirts while grinding against each other. The previously subduded crowd was now hollering and making cat calls as the men on stage touched each other.

Seth leaned forward and moved his lips down the center of Cody's chest to his belt buckle. Cody spanked his bare cheeks while he did this. After doing this routine for many nights, none of them were turned on anymore by the stimulation. It was just part of the job but they had to look as if they were enjoying it.

Roman's cock was getting harder by the second watching the dark haired man spank his boyfriend's ass. "Fuck."

" Getting a bit too hot for you Rome?" Dean teased.

Roman squeezed his aching cock that was trapped in his jeans. A movement that was not lost on Dean. " Yeah. I can't wait until I get him home."

" I can see that." He nodded his head in the direction of Roman's pants where his hand was still over his cock.

" So this isn't affecting you?"

" Of course it is." Dean's own erection was hot against his thigh as he watched the men on stage remove their shirts. Seth and the dark haired guy in the back got down on their hands and knees as their partners picked up the discarded shirts. The men on the ground started moving their ass in the manner that Seth had done in their living room. The men standing up used the shirts as whips and smacked their asses every time they came off the floor.

" Jesus! My dick is killing me." Roman groaned.

Soon Dean heard an unzipping sound and turned around to see Roman easing his hand down the front of his pants. This definitely took his attention off the show on stage. " Rome, are you seriously doing that right here?"

" Well no one's paying attention to us and we're in the back by ourselves." Roman was now running his hand liberally up and down his manhood that was still underneath his boxers.

The sight of Roman touching himself was instantly more interesting than anything that was going on onstage. Dean moved closer until their thighs were touching and unashamedly watched as Roman caressed his swollen shaft. His own manhood was pressing hard against the fly of his jeans but he ignored it. He would take care of himself later.

Roman strangely did not feel at all embarrassed as Dean watched him. Instead he felt his boldness grow. " You want to help me out Dean?" He said half in jest and half serious.

Dean looked up at him as if he was trying to read his expression. To clarify things he took Dean's right hand which was closest to his body and pushed it down his pants.

Dean closed his fingers around Roman's impressive girth. He couldn't believe that his friend was letting him touch him like this. Roman's member felt hot and hard in his hand as he moved up and down the length. Roman was definitely bigger than he was. Dean slid his hand back up and then moved it underneath the boxers to touch Roman's bare flesh.

" Fuck Dean." Roman gritted through his teeth. Dean had found a rhythm and was pumping his cock inside his pants. He looked back at the stage just in time to see Seth's chaps get ripped off of him leaving him in nothing more than a tiny red g-string that exposed his ass in all of its glory, a cowboy hat and boots. The other strippers on stage were down to their g-strings as well.

" Your boyfriend has a sweet fucking ass," Dean whispered into Roman's ear as he continued to work his cock. " I bet you can't wait to get home and put this thick cock inside of him." Roman growled at Dean's taunting. " I can bet that this cock is going to tear his ass in two and he's going to love every second of it. He's going to scream your name over and over again. Roman, Roman, Roman." Dean playfully sucked Roman's earlobe into his mouth and then smirked at him.

" I'm going to get you back for that Dean Ambrose." He reached between Dean's legs and squeezed his cock hard in his pants. " Yup. Definitely want some of that."

Dean wasn't sure what to make of all of this loose, dirty talk between them but it had his heart racing and his nerves on edge. He tightened his grip on Roman's cock. The precum slicking his hand allowing it to glide easier. Roman's hand was still resting on top of Dean's member and he didn't mind it one bit.

" I'm gonna cum Dean." Roman whispered huskily as he watched one of the other guys pretending to fuck Seth on stage.

Dean took a quick inventory of the table. The tiny tissues that their glasses rested on were of no use to them. He laid down on the circular seat so that he was at eye level with Roman's crotch but his head was underneath the table so it looked as if Roman was sitting in the booth alone. With one tug he pulled Roman's cock out of his pants and sucked it into his mouth. He heard Roman cursing above him as fingers dugged into Dean's hair. He licked up the salty precum and then tried to move his mouth up and down the shaft but it was so thick that it took up all of the room in his mouth. He sucked and kissed at the head of the shaft, slowly working his way down.

" That's it Dean... that feels so good... yeah just like that... fuck I'm cumming!" Thick ropes of Roman's seed launched into Dean's waiting mouth. He swallowed it all down hungrily. His own cock begging for it's own release as well. When he felt Roman's cock was emptied he kissed the purplish head once more and then sat up in the booth. Seth's group had just finished their set and lots of dollar bills were adorning the stage.

Roman tucked his cock back inside his pants and fixed himself. When the lights dimmed and the entire place was practically dark, he turned Dean's face towards him and kissed him hard on the lips. His mouth dominated Dean's and he pushed his tongue into his friend's mouth, tasting himself. Dean recovered from the initial shock and started kissing Roman back as well, their tongues curling over each other. They pulled away at the last possible second before the lights came back on. They stared at each other observing the flush that had taken over each other's faces.

" Damn Dean, that was..." Roman tried to find the words to say.

" That was damn good." Dean finished.

" Yeah it was." His felt his cellphone vibrating and pulled it out of his pocket. He quickly read the message and smiled. " It's Seth. He wants to know if we enjoyed the performance."

Dean nodded. " Tell him yes. That it was fucking hot."

Roman laughed and typed in the reply. Seth then responded. " Well he's promising me a private performance when he gets home. He says to leave without him since he has to stay behind until closing and I have to go to work tommorrow."

" Aww. Isn't he thoughtful?" Dean teased.

Roman rolled his eyes. He opened his wallet and tossed a few bills on the table to cover the costs of the drinks. He didn't want his good mood ruined by having to interact with that waiter again for the rest of the night.

He and Dean drove home in a peaceful silence. Both of them thinking of what had transpired between them. When they got home, they got out of the Mercedes and then lingered around on Roman's front porch not really sure what to say.

" Well this is awkward." Roman laughed nervously.

" Yeah." Dean replied looking out into the night. They were back home from the strip club. Back to reality.

" I really do appreciate you helping me out tonight."

Dean laughed. " Don't mention it." Then suddenly he became serious. " Really, don't."

Roman raised an eyebrow at him.

" What happened between us, let's keep it between us. I don't think that your boyfriend would be quite so understanding. I know I wouldn't be."

" Do you regret it?" Roman asked softly, hoping that it didn't ruin their friendship.

" No." Dean replied quickly. " It was good. It's just that you're seeing someone and I don't want to ruin that."

" Oh." Roman reached for the smaller man and pulled him against his body, securing his arms around his waist. " I meant what I said though. I'm going to get you back for that." They both shared a quiet laugh.

Roman tried to smooth down Dean's hair. " I think that I messed up your hair."

Dean was right now in the arms of the man who had a secret crush on for the longest time. His hair was the least of his worries. " Don't worry about it."

Roman gave him a knowing smile and then pressed his lips against Dean's kissing him slowly. The kiss was soft and sweet and it gave both men more feelings than they were willing to admit. Finally they separated and Roman watched as Dean walked up the stairs to his apartment before going into his. Now all he had to do was to wait until Seth got home.

A/N: You guys are going to either love me or hate me for this chapter but I loved writing it :)