Chapter 16

" Seth, do you mind putting some pants on? Drew is coming over."

" No!"

Dean sighed and rubbed his temple. Ever since the day Seth had met Drew he had become increasingly difficult everytime Dean mentioned his name or they went out together.

" Seth please." He looked at the defiant young man standing with his arms crossed wearing nothing more than a dark green pair of high cut briefs. " I can see half of your ass in those."

" So? It never bothered you before." Seth retorted leaning against the back of the couch.

" And it doesn't bother me now. But come on, we have company coming over." Dean tried to reasoned with him.

" No, you have company coming over." Seth corrected him. " I on the other hand have no reason to change." Seth turned around and backed him. He leaned over the couch as he picked up the remote control to change the channel. His pert ass pointing at Dean.

Seth yelped when he felt Dean's hands covering each of his butt cheeks, his groin pressing hard between preventing him from standing back up straight. Seth's hips were pinned between the couch and Dean's and he tried not to concentrate on the feeling of Dean's semi-hard erection against him.

Dean squeezed Seth's ass as he spoke. " It seems to me that ever since I started hanging out with Drew, you've become, shall we say, a bit jealous?"

Seth managed to huff even in the uncomfortable position. " As if. I'm not jealous. I just don't like the guy. He seems arrogant."

" You're one to talk." Dean gave Seth's right cheek a hard squeeze and was rewarded with Seth's ass wriggling against his cock, stimulating him even further. " Drew isn't arrogant. You're just upset that you no longer have my undivided attention."

Seth stopped moving his ass against Dean's hips. " Oh please! Stop flattering yourself. I don't care that Drew has your attention."

" Is that so?" Dean stepped back, taking his hands away from Seth's body.

Seth stiffened at the sudden departure of Dean's body from his. He turned around slowly and faced Dean. His cock was hard and straining against his underwear. Dean took a good long look at it and sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. He then moved his eyes up to see Seth's flushed face and he was still fighting to retain a dignified expression.

Dean pointed at Seth's erection. " Are you sure about that?" He smirked at his roommate who now looked annoyed and then he strolled off to his bedroom to prepare for Drew's arrival.

" Hi Drew. Come on in." Dean ushered Drew inside the apartment. Dean hadn't seen Seth since their little encounter earlier. He figured that he was probably in his room pouting.

He closed the door behind Drew and took his hand. The Scotsman held it tightly as they made their way to Dean's bedroom. He kissed Dean softly once they were inside. " So where's your roommate?"

" Somewhere sulking." Dean ran his hand down Drew's chest feeling the hard muscles underneath the thin material. " But right now," he pressed his lips against Drew's neck sucking the skin. " I couldn't give a fuck."

Drew smiled and claimed Dean's lips pushing him back against the bed. Dean sat on the bed and then eased up to the middle of the mattress as Drew took off his shoes and socks. The blonde then climbed onto the bed positioning himself over Dean and between his thighs. Their lips came together once more as they moved their hips against each other. Dean pulled up the bottom of Drew's shirt and their lips parted momentarily to bring the shirt over Drew's head and Dean flung it on the floor.

Ambrose's tongue made it's way into Drew's mouth as his hands moved all over his naked torso. Dean groaned and then rolled over so that he was on top of Drew. His lips moved down Drew's neck to his shoulder and finally onto his chest. He enjoyed the throaty groans that were covered in that sexy Scottish accent. The tip of Dean's tongue made a wet circle in between Drew's pecs and then his lips sucked at the wet flesh.

" Dean!"

Seth's shrill voice cut through his bedroom. He turned his head to see Seth standing in the doorway with his arms folded wearing the same dark green briefs.

Dean groaned in annoyance. " What the fuck do you want Seth?"

" I need to talk to you." Seth replied unphased.

" Can't it wait? I'm a bit busy right now."

" It's important."

" Seth just go - " Drew grabbed Dean's arm causing him to stop mid sentence.

" Just go and see what he wants." Drew told him.

" Are you sure?" Dean was a bit surprised looking down at the beautiful man underneath him.

" Yeah," he ran his hand up Dean's arm to his shoulder. " Just don't keep me waiting too long."

" I won't." He kissed Drew on the lips and then got off of him.

He walked towards Seth pointing his way down the hallway. " You've got two minutes to tell me exactly what you want."

Seth didn't respond but led Dean into his bedroom and closed the door. He looked at Dean for a moment or two and then closed the gap between them. His hand ran up the back of Dean's neck meeting the soft hair that brushed against the nape. His fingers curled into this hair as he gently but deliberately tugged Dean's face down to meet his. He kissed Dean leisurely opening and closing his lips over Dean's so that he could feel the moisture of the inner part of Seth's lips. It took sometime but eventually Dean seemed to have recovered from his initial shock and wrapped his arms around Seth's lower back pressing their bodies even harder together. He kissed Seth back with the same slow deliberateness. This kiss lacked the innocence of the ones before. He could feel a need and a longing behind Seth's movement.

Dean felt a shiver run down his spine when the tip of Seth's tongue traced along his bottom lip. He parted his lips and Seth's tongue swipped across the entrance. The tip of his tongue brushing against Dean's. It was Ambrose's turn to hold the back of Seth's head as Seth's tongue made its way into Dean's mouth. The cat like muscle slid confidently over Dean's tongue as Seth angled his head deepening the kiss. His own instrument took the opportunity to explore Seth's mouth. Inside was as sweet as Dean had imagined as their tongues rolled over each other.

As the kiss continued it was the only thing in Dean's consciousness. He could feel Seth's fingers in his hair. Their lips and tongue meeting over and over as their bodies were molded against each other. Eventually Seth pulled away ending the kiss. They remained in each other's embrace, both trying to process what had just happened.

" Wow." Dean spoke first, bringing his hand up to cup Seth's face. He took in Seth's kiss swollen lips, pressing his thumb against the center of the bottom lip and then removing it. Their mouths came together again but this time Dean directed Seth towards the bed. Without stopping their kissing, Seth eased up the bed on his back while Dean followed on his hands and knees above him. When Seth settled in the bed, Dean brought his full weight down on top of him and he heard Seth sigh into the kiss. Seth long legs came up around his waist so that their groins were pressed against each other.

Dean's lips left Seth's face and started to travel down his neck. He licked and sucked at the tender flesh along the way as he made his was down to Seth's chest. His lips covered a tan coloured nipple and his tongue worked it over getting it hard. Seth moaned and pressed Dean's head against his chest, keeping the tongue lapping at the sensitive bud. It felt as if that nipple had a direct connection to his cock that was pulsing in his underwear leaking precum.

" You want this Seth?" Dean's voice was husky as he finally pulled away from that pleasure spot.

Seth didn't answer but rubbed his crotch against Dean's hard dick as a respone.

Dean sat back on his knees and passed his hand over Seth's hard on in his underwear. " I want to hear you say it."

Seth licked his bottom lip and Dean surged forward to kiss him again. He could feel his hard shaft pressing against the cheeks right below Seth's balls. Seth was kissing him back.

" Tell me that you want this Seth. Dean pulled back to look at Seth. His brown eyes watching him full of innocence yet something deeper lurked beneath. He kissed Seth's chest. " Tell me that you want to feel me inside of you." His voice barely above a whisper. " I'll send Drew home if you want this."

He squeezed Seth's shaft through the underwear while waiting for him to say something. He heard Seth moan appreciatively and then he looked up at him as if he was waiting for Dean to continue.

" C'mon Seth," Dean sucked at the tender flesh on his roommate's neck. " Do you want this?"

After getting no verbal response Dean observed Seth carefully. " You can't say it can you?"

Seth remained unusally quiet. He avoided eye contact with Dean but kept his body pressed against the other man.

" You don't want this do you? Dean grabbed Seth's jaw and turned his face towards him. " You just want me away from Drew."

He removed Seth's legs from around his waist and got off the bed. He was so hard that the outline of his dick was clear to see in his jeans.

" Dean, don't go." Seth climbed off the bed and approached him. He didn't know what he wanted but he didn't want Dean to return to the handsome blonde in his room. The truth was all he could think about was Dean's cock pressing against his ass and how much it had turned him on more than he was willing to admit.

" Please stay." He kissed Dean hard pressing him up against the door. His hands resting on either side of Dean's head. He grinded his hips against Dean's so that their hard ons could rub against each other. The delicious friction causing Seth to moan into the kiss. He felt Dean's hands grabbing his ass and Seth pressed his hips harder against Dean's but to Seth's surprise, Dean pushed him back.

Seth looked at Dean bewildered. " Dean?"

The older man shook his head. " You've got a lot of nerve." That was all Dean said to him as he opened the door and returned to his own bedroom.

Seth was beginning to accept a truth that he had been keeping at arm's length until now. He was attracted to Dean Ambrose. He could no longer deny it or put it down to just a friendly attraction. His roommate had been consuming his thoughts since their last encounter in his bedroom. He kept on replaying that kiss over and over in his head. Every time he thought about it, his dick got hard. He swore that he could feel Dean's tongue in his mouth and his erection pressing against his ass every time the memory flashed across his mind. Even right now his shaft was starting to harden in his underwear. He clenched his fists subconsciously when he recalled the loud moans coming from Dean's bedroom after he returned to Drew. Seth knew that the fucking that Drew received was meant for him on top of the frustrations that Seth had caused him. It angered Seth every time that he thought about it. Drew got the fucking that was intended for him and it wasn't fair! But Seth desiring Dean to fuck him was where things got murky and he didn't want to deal with it.

" Are you okay Seth?"

Roman's hand rubbed the side of his bare waist.

" Yeah." Seth replied turning on his side and resting his head on Roman's bare chest.

" Is something on your mind?" Roman asked as he flicked through the television channels.

" No."

Roman stroked Seth's hair, combing it through with his fingers. " Did you and Dean have another fight?" He turned off the tv and looked at his boyfriend who was curled up next to him on the bed.

Seth furrowed his brows. " Kinda." He looked up at Roman. " How did you know?"

Roman laughed softly. " Because you only get quiet like this whenever you and Dean have a big fight."

" Oh." Seth laid his head against Roman's chest while his fingers lazed over his torso.

Roman gently rubbed Seth's back. " So what happened this time?"

Seth sighed and took a deep breath. " Dean knows that I don't like his friend Drew and he wants me to be nice to him but I can't stand him."

" Wait a minute, did you say Drew?" Roman thought quickly. " Is he a tall, blonde haired guy with a Scottish accent?"

" Yeah," Seth lifted up his head. " Do you know him?"

" Yup. I met him a while back when I dropped by the Pacifica." Roman chuckled. " He always had the biggest crush on Dean."

" Oh great. He's a stalker too." Seth said out loud.

Roman laughed. " He seems like a cool guy. Why don't you like him?"

" I don't know. He seems arrogant..."

Roman bursted out laughing. " Seth baby, you know that I care about you but you should be the last person to call someone arrogant."

Seth scowled at him and Roman pinched his cheek.

" Anyways, he's always over at the apartment or he has Dean by him. I never get to see Dean anymore and he doesn't talk to me."

" Seth Rollins, are you jealous?" The playful tone in Roman's voice made Seth look at him with a most annoyed expression.

" I'm not jealous." He poked Roman's belly button." I just want my friend back." He said softly.

" Oh Seth," Roman's expression immediately softened. He tugged Seth's arm and his boyfriend looked at him with a notable sadness in his eyes. He pulled Seth up and kissed him softly. " You just miss Dean huh?"

Seth nodded his head. Well that was part of the problem. Of course he couldn't admit the other part to his boyfriend. " It's like he's not around anymore even though he lives there."

Roman kissed Seth's forehead. " I remember when you didn't even want to talk to him and gave Dean such a hard time." Seth rolled his eyes. " Now you want him, he isn't around as much. Life is funny like that."

" No it isn't." Seth pouted. He crawled on top of Roman. " I don't want to talk about this anymore."

" Okay babe." Roman tilted his head down and kissed Seth slowly on the lips. Seth eased himself slowly up Roman's body so that he could kiss him easier.

Reigns placed an arm around Seth's back as the kiss deepened. Seth's skin was always so soft to touch. He moved his hand down the side of Seth's body enjoying the smooth skin under his fingertips when Seth winced and hissed in pain.

" Sorry baby. Are you alright?" Roman pulled his hand away and looked at Seth with a concerned expression.

Seth nodded. " It's just that area isn't fully healed as yet."

Roman didn't say anything but he could feel the anger rising in him. It was just over a week since Damien had beaten Seth and even though most the evidence of it had disappeared from Seth's body. He was still tender in certain areas. Every time he thought about Damien driving his foot into Seth, he yearned to return the favour. He didn't take kindly to persons messing with people that he cared about.

He sucked Seth's lips into his mouth earning a delightful moan from the recipient. While they kissed, Roman's mind was working in overdrive on how he should pay Damien Sandow back.

" Oh hi Roman. Seth's not here." Dean was surprised to see Roman standing on the other side of his door at ten thirty in the morning. " He's gone to rehearsals at the club."

" I know." Roman tugged at the bright blue silk tie that he was wearing with his work clothes. " I came to see you."

" Really? Come on in."

Roman walked in and stood in the living room. " I need to talk to you. I need a favour."

Dean's interest was piqued. " What is it?"

" Since Seth told me what Damien did to him, I just can't let it go." Roman groaned in exasperation. " Every time I think about him hitting Seth, I just want to fuck him up because of it."

Dean began to have an inkling of where this was going. " Rome, what exactly are you saying?"

" I did some digging and I found out where Sandow is right now. He's at a golf club in Santa Barbara playing a round." He looked over at Dean, locking eyes. " I want to pay him a visit."

Dean knew instantly it wasn't going to be a pleasant chat. " Dude are you serious? Do you really think it's a good idea? Besides didn't Seth say that he's well connected and he wanted you to leave it alone?"

" Dean," Roman's voice was hard and his grey eyes cold. " Seth is my boyfriend. I care about him. A lot. So when some lowlife like Damien Sandow puts their hands on him, I can't just let him get away with that. I can't."

Dean pursed his lips as he considered what Roman had said. " So what do you need me for?"

" To make sure that I don't do anything that would put me away for twenty five to life."

" Are you sure about this?" Dean asked as they pulled up to The Hope Ranch Golf Club.

Roman switched off the engine and stared out of the windshield. Dressed in his immaculate office attire of a striped blue and white shirt, blue silk tie and light camel coloured slacks, he looked like the successful business man that he was. But from the way how he was gripping the steering wheel, Dean knew that this meeting was going to be anything but professional.

" Yes I'm sure. My contact sent me a pic of the guy. He has the type of face that I would enjoy punching."

Dean placed his hand on Roman's forearm. " To be honest I'm not thrilled about this."

Roman squeezed Dean's hand. " It's alright. I'll behave." He gave a short laugh. " For the most part."

As luck would have it, when they were walking through the carpark, they spotted Sandow with a group of five or six men carrying their golf bags towards their cars. Roman turned on his heel and followed them. Dean followed Roman behind at a distance hoping that Sandow wouldn't spot him.

" Excuse me, Mr. Damien Sandow?" Roman asked politely as he approached the group.

Damien turned around coolly, tilting his head at an arrogant angle. " Yes? Can I help you?" His companions had stopped their conversation and were looking at Roman with interest.

" It's okay," Roman replied amicably. " I was just making sure that I have the right person." With lightening speed Roman drew his arm back and punched Damien squarely on his jaw knocking him down on to the asphalt.

" What the hell?"

" Holy shit!"

" Security!"

Damien's friends gathered around him. A tall brunette knelt down and brought Damien to an upright position. The man was holding his jaw glaring at Roman. " What on the earth was the meaning of this assualt?"

" That was for Seth." Roman replied with an eerie calm.

Damien's eyes opened wide with surprise and flash of fear passed across his face. " I don't know anyone by that name."

" Like the fuck you don't." Roman sneered. " You just don't want your buddies here to know your secret."

" What the bloody hell is he going on about?" The brunette that was supporting Damien asked in a British accent.

" Nothing Wade. Nothing." Damien tried to quickly soothe the man. " He clearly has me mistaken for someone else."

" So you're not the one who's married to Caroline Tremaine?" Roman's lips curled up in a vicious half grin. He had done a little background check on Mr. Damien Sandow. It was easy to find things on the internet these days.

" He is." Wade replied.

" I know." Roman looked around and saw a couple of security guards approaching. " Let me tell you something Mr. Sandow. Just because Seth left you did not give you the right to put your hands on him. He's too good for the likes of you."

Damien lost control of his emotions, forgetting that his very influencial friends were standing right there. " He's nothing more than a common whore! A filthy slut."

Roman turned on his heel clenching his fists. He spotted Dean looking anxious in the distance. The security guards were surrounding him. He wanted to do nothing more than to jump on Damien and beat the living daylights out of him but he knew that in front of so many witnesses that it wouldn't be a good idea.

He looked over his shoulder at Damien who had managed to get to his feet. His face swelling already. " A filthy slut that you spent thousands of dollars on and took to Cancun."

Roman heard Damien's friends gasp.

" Is that who you took to Cancun?" Wade questioned the indignant Sandow. " Are you gay?"

" Is there a problem here Mr. Sandow?" A security guard stepped forward and eyed Roman with great disdain as if to say that his kind was not welcomed there.

Damien processed his next stepped quickly. He knew that if he detained this miscreant who had assualted him, more details would come to the surface especially about his dalliance with Seth and then they would probably dig even deeper for more skeletons in his closet. The way how the media houses worked nowadays, hardly any of them had loyalty to anyone and would sell him out for a cover story like this one. Having connections with the Chief of Police meant diddly squat nowadays if the story got on the internet and went viral. If this incident got out it would mean a huge black mark would be smeared across the Sandow name. A smear that he was certain that his father would disinherit him for.

Holding on to his jaw, he dismissed the security. " No. It's just a small misunderstanding. He's leaving now."

Roman could here the pleading in Sandow's tone for him to drop it. He had been properly embarrassed in front of his friends already. He glanced around at the security and then made his way back to his car where he found Dean waiting for him inside.

" Thanks for coming with me." Roman said as they drove back to Santa Monica.

" Well someone had to make sure that you didn't do something too stupid." He and Roman exchanged a smile.

" I appreciate it though," he glanced over at Dean and then back at the road. " Especially since you and Seth aren't exactly speaking."

He saw Dean's body tense up a bit at his words. " Look I know that Seth would probably kill me if I told you this but Drew really isn't the problem." He pulled off the highway and drove down their street. " The problem is you."

" What? How the fuck am I the problem?" How the hell could Seth could blame him for the strain in their friendship after he had led him on again.

Somehow Roman found his reaction amusing and patted Dean on his thigh. " Not like that Dean." He got out of his Mercedes and Dean followed him to his front door.

As he unlocked it he said, " Seth misses you."

Dean looked stunned as he walked into Roman's apartment. " He misses me?"

" Yeah, since you spend most of your time with Drew nowadays, Seth feels left out."

Dean shook his head in disbelief. Although putting the pieces together it did make sense. " Well fuck. Why didn't he just say so instead of acting like a fucking brat?"

Roman walked into the kitchen. " Because that's just how he is. I mean, I would do anything for Seth but I know he's a brat but he more than makes up for it."

He pulled open the fridge door. " Do you want something to drink?"

" Yeah, a soda would be good."

Roman took two cans of soda from the fridge and closed the door. He came over to where Dean was leaning against the bar who took the offered can from him with a thanks.

" So this thing with Drew," Roman took a sip of his drink and then placed the can on the counter. His fingers tracing through the drops of condensation running down the sides of the can. " Is it serious?"

Dean shaked his head. " Nah. We just have an understanding that's all."

Roman didn't realize that he was holding his breath until he released it. Even though he knew that he had no rightful claim to Dean, a part of him wished that Dean remained single. He hung his head in shame that his feelings could be so selfish to deny his friend a chance at happiness for his own pleasure.

" Hey, are you okay? You aren't having second thoughts about what happened with Damien are you?" When Roman turned around Dean was standing in front of him with his hand resting on his knee.

" No." Roman placed his left arm loosely around Dean's waist with his hand resting lightly above Dean's left butt cheek. " I need to tell you something Dean."

" What?" His words barely came out. It felt as if the air in the room had suddenly grown thick and the space between them was suffocating him, closing off his wind passage.

" I made a promise to myself after we had hooked up at the club." The hand that was on Dean's butt moved up a few inches and went underneath his t-shirt to caress his smooth skin. " I promised that I would keep my hands to myself and away from you."

He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Dean's as he spoke. " But I can't keep that promise." He sucked Dean's bottom lip into his mouth for a few seconds and then released it. His grey eyes locked on to Dean's blue ones. " I want you."

He pressed their lips together in a hot searing kiss. His tongue twirling with Dean's as the smaller man's arms came around his neck, keeping them close. He eased off the chair so that he could press their bodies even closer together. He could taste the lime flavoured beverage that Dean had been drinking and to him it tasted even sweeter on Dean's lips.

He slipped his free hand down the front of Dean's jeans cupping his dick and balls and giving them a soft tug. Dean moaned into the kiss encouraging Roman even further. He broke away from kiss, moving behind Dean. His tongue traced a line around the shell of Dean's ear, his warm breath blowing against it. " I want you." He repeated as his fingers popped the button on Dean's jeans.

Roman unzipped the jeans, pushing his hand inside to immediately come into contact with Dean's hot flesh. He pushed his hips against Dean's ass so that he could feel his erection pressing into him.

" I should have known that you weren't wearing any underwear." Roman wrapped his fingers around Dean's cock and started to stroke him through his unzipped jeans. Dean moaned and rested his head back on Roman's shoulder. His lips trailed down the exposed part of Dean's neck as he continued to jerk Dean off. He paused momentarily to push Dean's jeans down so that they pooled above his knees. He ran his hands over Dean's pale bare ass squeezing the firm flesh with great appreciation. " I like your ass," he whispered as he sucked on Dean's earlobe.

Dean knew that his knees would have given way if hadn't been leaning against Roman. He was so damn horny that the slightest touch from his friend sent his pulse racing. He felt Roman's hands move from his ass and he whined in disappointment. But then he heard the sounds of a belt being unbuckled and a pants being unzipped. Soon it was followed by a clanking sound. He looked down on the floor to see Roman's slacks and underwear on the ground and him stepping out of them. Dean was then pressed up against the counter and he could feel Roman's hot length hard and heavy against his ass. Dean pressed his ass against it and moaned when Roman started to fist his dick again. It was almost entirely too much stimulation. Roman's dick kept on sliding between his cheeks brushing against the sensitive pink entrance and his dick was rock hard, his balls aching.

He leaned forward resting on his elbows and forearms that were on the counter. His ass gyrating against his friend's cock. " I want you Rome." He had to admit to himself that there was only one way he was going to leave Roman this afternoon and that was after he was properly fucked.

Roman pushed Dean's t-shirt up, exposing his back. He kissed down his spine to right above his ass crack. He then sucked his index and middle fingers into his mouth covering them completely with his saliva. He parted Dean's ass cheeks exposing the tight hole to him. He rubbed his index finger over it teasing Dean before pushing it inside. He fingered Dean's hole for a minute before he added the second finger. He opened his fingers in a scissoring motion stretching him for his entry. He reached between Dean's thighs and lightly massaged his balls. Dean cried out and thrusted back into his hand.

" Take your jeans off."

Dean did as Roman commanded and kicked them across the kitchen floor. His body tense with anticipation. They didn't have any lube and he knew that Roman had a thick, long cock. But he wanted it so badly that he didn't give a damn about the pain. However Roman spat in his palm and rubbed it over the head of his cock to make it bit easier. He pushed his cock at Dean's entrance and eventually the pink muscle opened up and allowed him to enter.

Dean hissed as he felt the white hot pain shoot up his back as Roman entered him. He felt incredibly large, almost as if his body would split in half in trying to accommodate him.

" Relax Dean." Roman pulled him up by his waist. Dean's head lolled back on Roman's shoulder as the rest of Roman's cock disappeared inside of him. Roman turned Dean's face to the right and kissed him as he got used to the feeling of Roman's cock inside of him.

" You're so fucking tight." Roman mumbled against his lips. " It's taking all of my willpower not to cum inside you right this second."

Roman's dirty words spurred him on and Dean started circling his hips against Roman's. The realization of what they were doing hit him like a tsunami. Those were Roman's bare hips that were pressed against his ass. That was Roman's cock inside of him. It was Roman's lips and tongue teasing his mouth. Everything that he had ever fantasized about was coming through. Roman pulled out until only the tip was inside and then he pushed back in. At first the strokes were long and slow as they both got used to each other but eventually they sped up with the sound of their skin slapping dominated the kitchen and living room.

Roman loved seeing his cock disappearing into Dean's ass. Watching that lovely ass bounce and jiggle everytime his hips slapped against it. Dean's cock was slapping against the hand that he had around his waist. He pulled his tie from around his neck with one hand and dropped it on the floor. Dean was being so damn responsive and his ass felt great both on the inside and the outside. He was close to cumming and he intended to bring Dean there with him.

Dean cursed when he felt Roman's hand around his cock again. Roman was supporting nearly all of his body weight at this point. It felt good to give up the control that he craved and to put it in someone else's hands. Roman was the only person that he trusted completely to relinquish total control to. He didn't know what it was about the man but something told him that he could trust him.

Roman was hitting his prostate with every stroke now and he felt his balls tightening as liquid pooled in his belly. " I'm gonna cum Rome." He moaned.

" Then come with me baby." Roman stabbed at his prostate with a hard stroke and Dean's release spouted hard out of his body. It hit Roman's palm and landed on the floor in front of him.

" Oh fuck Dean!" Ambrose's ass gripped his cock and with a few more thrusts he was cumming inside of it. Roman panted as his seed flooded Dean's channel, resting his chin on Dean's shoulder. Both of them caught their breaths while still remaining joined at the hips.

Dean pressed his lips against Roman's and they both shared a slow, messy kiss. " That was fucking amazing," Roman said as he finally pulled out of Dean.

" Yeah it was." Dean agreed. He felt the strength in his legs returning. Roman turned him around and they embraced each other exchanging soft kisses. Both of them trying not to think about the consequences of what just happened between them.

A/N: The Shield presented the Slammy awards in suits... I can't. Lawd! All I can say is that ovaries are vastly overrated.