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Chapter 21

" How are you doing?"

Drew came into the bedroom holding a cup of coffee. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Dean handing him the cup.

" I'm fine." Dean muttered looking down at his lap.

Drew just watched him as he took a sip of the hot liquid and then placed the cup on the bedside table. Much to his surprise, Dean Ambrose had appeared at his front door looking very much a mess. He could tell that he had been drinking by the way he was slurring his words. Between his index and middle finger held a cigarette stub that was long past its usefulness. His eyes were red and puffy as if he had been crying. But Drew couldn't believe that to be true. The Dean Ambrose he knew would never shed a tear for anything or anyone.

He had stumbled into Drew's arms dropping the cigarette butt on the welcome mat. He was mumbling something about Drew being the only one who had ever cared about him. Even though he had been careful to avoid Dean ever since their incident in the store room he couldn't turn him away now.

He had stripped Dean of his clothes and put him under the shower to sober up. Dean started to sing some old country song while he washed himself in the most drawned out and off key voice. Drew couldn't help but to smile to himself as he placed Dean's clothes in the washer. He then placed a fresh sweatpants of his own on the bed for Dean when he finished his shower. He knew the signs of heartbreak when he saw it. Afterall he had been through something similar quite recently.

" Do you want to talk about it?" Drew asked tenatively.

Dean took another sip of the coffee and shook his head. " Nope."

He placed the cup back on the table and looked at Drew. The Scotsman returned his gaze and they studied each other for a few minutes until Dean spoke.

" How come you didn't turn me away?"

" For the same reason that you knew that you could come to me."

Dean stared at him for a long minute. His ice blue eyes hard and locked on Drew. Finally he eased over next to him and placed an arm around Drew's waist. He closed the distance between them and slowly plucked Drew's lips between his own. Drew returned the kiss but kept it to only their lips rubbing against each other. He didn't know why he allowed himself to fall back into Dean so easily.

Dean leaned back against the bed pulling Drew on top of him as they continued to kiss softly and slowly. " I want to hear you say it." He whispered against Drew's lips as his nose nudged his.

Drew's eyes locked on Dean's as their faces remained a few centimetres apart. Dean could tell that he was thinking hard about his next words. The blonde brushed his lips slowly across Dean's teasing him in the most delightful way.

" I love you Dean."

Drew kissed Dean's cheek as Ambrose ran his hands down his bare back stopping at the dip in his lower back.

" Why?"

Dean maneuvered his head so that he could lightly bite Drew's top lip earning him a quickened gasp of air from the man.

" If I knew the answer to that, don't you think that I would've stopped myself?" Drew dipped his head and gave Dean's neck a suckling kiss. Dean groaned in response and placed a hand on the back of Drew's head to keep him there. The Scotsman lightly placed kisses all over the side of Dean's neck and down to his collarbone. His lips covered Dean's rosy nipple. He teased and sucked it with his lips and tongue. He bit it gently just the way he knew how Dean liked it. He heard Dean cursing underneath his breath and knew that he was enjoying it. He played with the nipple for a bit more and then started placing opened mouth kisses across his chest.

" So which one is it?"

Dean looked down at Drew, puzzled by the question. " Excuse me?"

Drew looked up at him and smiled knowingly. " Roman or Seth? Which one of them is the one that you're in love with?"

Dean was actually stunned by Drew's direct question and didn't know what to say.

Drew chuckled to himself and resumed kissing Dean's chest. " I bet it's Seth."

" He's a fucking pain in the ass." Dean answered a bit too quickly.

" So are you. But that didn't stop me." Drew retorted with a smirk.

He hovered over Dean for a few seconds before lowering himself and kissing him on the lips once more. " So have you told him how you feel?"

" No." Dean mumbled as he kissed Drew's soft lips.

" You know that you're only making this harder on yourself." Drew spoke matter-of-factly as his tongue traced Dean's plump bottom lip.

" Speaking from experience?"

Drew stopped what he was doing and shaked his head. " Asshole."

" Yet you still love me." Dean grinned.

The blonde haired man groaned. " I'm really regretting telling you that."

Dean hooked his arms underneath Drew's shoulders so that he could pull him right on top of him properly. He kissed Drew deeply, taking his time with moving his lips over the other man's and letting his tongue glide against Drew's. " I don't want to talk about this anymore."

" Then what do you want to do?" Drew's tongue flicked underneath Dean's top lip before capturing it in a kiss.

Dean's hand moved down Drew's back and squeezed his ass through the shorts that he was wearing. " I think you know."

Ambrose cut the engine on his Mustang. He stared at his apartment building for a while before getting out. As he made his way to the stairs, Roman came out of his apartment.

" Hey Dean!" He called at him.

Dean stopped slowly in his tracks and turned around. He didn't feel like dealing with anyone right now. He watched Roman through wary eyes as he approached him.

" Is everything okay with you?" Roman looked concerned. He stood with his hands on his hips with his hair falling in loose curls in front his face.

" Yeah I'm fine." Dean shifted impatiently.

" Seth was worried about you." Roman noticed Dean's fidgeting but decided to ignore it. " He said that he haven't seen you since yesterday afternoon."

Dean pulled his phone out of his pocket and tapped the screen a couple of times. " Nope. No missed calls. He couldn't have been that worried."

Roman sighed and shook his head. " What the fuck is going on between you two?" He studied Dean carefully who just rolled his eyes and looked at the staircase.

" Nothing." Dean ran his fingers down the wooden railing of the stairs. " I don't know why you always seem to think that there is."

" Prove it." Roman crossed his arms across his chest and held his head back in defiance.

" How do you expect me to prove something like that?" Dean was starting to be come irritable. Not even Roman's distracting good looks were helping the situation.

" Have dinner with me and Seth."

" No fucking way." Dean walked to the bottom of the stairs. " Why? So you can rub it in my face at how in love you two are?"

" Dean! Quit being so damn difficult. It's not about that." Roman groaned and threw his hands up in the air. " You can bring along someone else if you wish."

" Oh how gracious of you to allow me not to be a third wheel." Dean replied sarcastically. He placed his foot on the bottom step about to go up the stairs when he felt Roman's arm pulling him back. He felt Roman's crotch pressing into his ass and his breath tickling his ear as he spoke.

" Don't think that I didn't notice you walking in here with a limp." He voice was low and husky as the edge of his teeth nipped Dean's earlobe.

Dean pressed his ass into Roman's hips smiling when he felt his friend's erection pressing back. " Well Rome, you're not the only one who knows how to fuck me properly."

With that Dean moved Roman's arm from around his waist and continued up the stairs not even sparing a glance back at the man who was desiring him at the bottom of the stairs.

When Dean walked into his apartment, he noticed that the television was on and that half a pot of coffee stood on the breakfast counter next to Seth's mug. He was heading to his bedroom when he heard swearing coming out of Seth's bathroom.

" Fuck!"

Dean pushed opened the door and saw Seth trying to smooth his hair into a ponytail but a bump kept on appearing at the side of his head.

Seth stopped in mid sentence when Dean walked into the bathroom. His roommate went behind him and smoothed back his hair with his large hands flattening the bump. Holding the ponytail with one hand he pryed the hair elastic from Seth's fingers and secured it around the hair. The ponytail was perfectly centered right at the nape of Seth's neck.

Seth froze as he stared in the mirror at the reflection of Dean standing right behind him. They looked good together. He noticed that Dean was staring into the mirror along with him. Seth didn't know how it happened. He didn't know if Dean turned him around or if he did it off his own free will but his arms were around Dean's neck and his roommate's arms were around his waist with his hands resting on his towel clad hips. Their mouths came together in a searing hot kiss that sent a shiver down Seth's spine. Little gasps and sighs died in each other's mouths as their lips locked over one another several times. Seth angled his head so that Dean's tongue could probe deeply into his mouth. No doubt tasting the minty toothpaste that he had just used. He had no idea why he was doing this as their hips were flushed against each other. He could feel Dean's erection growing in his jeans. All Seth knew was that he was putting his all into this kiss. That he wanted everything that Dean had to offer in this kiss. Dean's mouth was moulded against his perfectly. Their bodies fit together perfectly as well. Dean's hands were moving up and down his back. His fingers tracing his spine, sending little jolts of electricity through him.

After several minutes, the kiss ended and Seth looked at Dean and felt unsure about everything in his life. Suddenly everything was overwhelming him and the bathroom was too small to be in. He fled from the bathroom and went into his bedroom and sat on the bed. His feelings for Dean were becoming too strong for him to ignore.

Dean stared at the opened door that Seth had literally ran through. He couldn't really blame him though. He had no idea what that was, or what had just happened between them. That kiss was something else. He had felt the sensation all the way down to his toes. His cock was still hard and straining against the fly of his jeans.

As he walked out of the bathroom and stood in the hallway, he knew that he couldn't just go to his bedroom as if nothing had happened. He decided to go to Seth's bedroom not quite sure what he was seeking.

When he walked in he found Seth sitting on the bed deep in thought. He looked up at him with his big brown eyes and Dean could see the fear in his eyes. He saw Seth's adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed and stood up. He approached Dean slowly. When he was in front of him, he untied the towel and dropped it on the floor.

Dean took a good long look up and down Seth's lean, muscular body. At his erect cock pointing directly at him. After he had taken his fill of Seth's body, he pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. Next he unbuckled his belt and unfastened his jeans. Seth's eyes watched closely as Dean unzipped his pants and pushed them down to the ground along with his boxers. Dean stepped out of the discarded clothes and bumped his chest against Seth's. Without any further hesitation their lips were touching again and they were swept away into a deep kiss.

Somehow they made it to the bed and Seth laid down on the mattress pulling Dean on top of him. Seth moaned softly as Dean's lips, tongue and hands explored his body thoroughly. They hadn't said a word to each other since it had began. The only communication they had was through their bodies. Every time Dean sucked or nibbled on a sensitive piece of flesh Seth felt himself wanting even more of the man. He no longer cared about his hair as his head rolled around on the bedsheets from the pleasure that Dean was giving him.

When Dean started sucking his cock into that warm, sweet mouth of his Seth couldn't take it any longer. He reached over to his bedside table and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant and handed it to Dean.

He smiled as he took it and then he reached over Seth to grab something else from the drawer. When Seth saw that it was a condom, he took it out of Dean's fingers and placed it back into the drawer, closing it.

Dean looked at him questioningly and Seth only nodded his head. Dean leaned down and kissed Seth softly on the lips. Seth didn't have to say it. He knew what it meant. Seth trusted him.

Dean slicked his fingers well before he worked them into Seth preparing him for his dick. When he was finished he kissed Seth again who just looked at him in wide eyed wonderment. He felt his heart rate increasing as he looked at him. Seth did things to him that no one else could lay claim to doing.

As he covered his shaft with the lube, Seth turned around on all fours with his ass to him. Dean placed one hand on Seth's hips to steady himself and used the other to line his cock up with Seth's entrance. He hissed as he eased his member into Seth's tight heat. He saw Seth balling up the bedsheets and groaning as he took him into his body. When he was fully in, he admired the smooth curves of Seth's luscious ass. He pushed the muscular cheeks together as he eased his dick back out to push back into Seth. Seth's slutty moaning was turning him on even more. Soon he found a rhythm and was pounding into Seth's pretty ass. One of Seth's hands was wrapped around his cock stroking himself in time with Dean.

Seth kept his eyes closed as he allowed pleasure from the fucking to take over his entire body. He couldn't think about Romie now. All he wanted right now was Dean inisde of him and it felt damn good. Dean's hand slid around his waist and now he was pulling him up. His head rested against Dean's shoulder as his ass was now pressing against Dean's bare hips. He could feel every stroke that Dean made deep inside him. He whimpered when Dean started kissing the side of his face and down to his jawline. He reached for Dean's free hand with his own and interlocked their fingers. That earned him a few extra stabs at his prostate.

Seth's cock was throbbing in his grip. His release was close. Every time Dean's hips smacked against his ass he loved the little aftershock it brought.

" Fuck!"

It was the first direct word that Seth had spoken. Dean watched as Seth's cum hit the sheets beneath them. A couple more thrusts and he too was coming in Seth's tight ass. He kept Seth close to him as his cock was emptied. He watched as some of his cum ran down the back of Seth's thigh. He could hardly believe that Seth had his cum inside of him.

He slowly eased his dick out of Seth. He watched as it came out covered in his own cum. He could barely process the magnitude of what had just happened between them. He felt Seth's fingers tilting his chin up. He smiled as he took Seth into his arms again as they shared another kiss. They fell back onto the bed smearing the body fluids between them but neither of them cared.

Eventually they drifted off to sleep as a tangle of limbs with Seth's head resting on Dean's shoulder. Neither of them said the actual words but both of them had felt it.

When Seth awoke a few hours later, a smile spread across his lips when he saw that Dean lying next to him. Dean returned his smile and kissed his forehead.

" Hi." Seth's hand caressed Dean's jawline as he tilted his head towards him. He kissed Dean sweetly and then tangled his fingers in the auburn locks that fell across Dean's forehead. " I really missed you yesterday when I came back and you weren't here."

" I guess you needed to miss me in order to appreciate me huh?" Dean kissed the tip of Seth's nose.

" Kinda." Seth ran his hand down the side of Dean's body noticing that he was wearing a fresh set of clothes. " So where did you go?"

Dean hesitated before he answered but he reasoned that in the end it made no sense lying to Seth. " I went by Drew's."

Immediately he saw the playfulness vanish and Seth pouting his pretty lips. " I don't want him touching you." Seth fisted Dean's shirt and smashed his mouth against his to emphasize his point. " You're mine."

Dean could hardly believe his ears. " What are you saying Seth? That you want to be with me?"

Seth nuzzled his face into Dean's neck inhaling the fresh scent of his aftershave. " You belong to me."

" Seth," Dean shifted so that he could look at Seth's face. " Are you giving up Roman for me? Do you want to be just with me?"

Seth just shook his head and kissed Dean's neck. " I want to be with you."

Dean realized that Seth had only answered part of his question. " What about Roman?"

Seth looked up at him and then glanced down at the bed sheets.

" You don't want to break up with him do you?" Dean hoped that Seth would say something, anything to prove him wrong but he just sat there muted.

" Seth, you can't do this." Dean got out of the bed and adjusted his clothes. " You can't have both of us."

" Why not?" Seth snapped around fixing his eyes on Dean who swore that they looked a little glassy.

" Because relationships don't work like that Seth."

" But I feel the same way about the both of you so why can't I have Romie and you?" Seth raised himself up on his knees so that he was at chest level with Dean. The blanket that was around his waist fell to bed revealing his nakedness but he didn't care about that right now.

Dean shook his head. His frustration was getting the better of him. He was willing to give up everything including his friendship with Roman to be with Seth but unsurprisingly Seth was unwilling to make the same sacrifice for him. " Seth, you know that it doesn't work like that."

Seth flung his arms around Dean's shoulders and kissed him hard. Probing his tongue into Dean's mouth as if he was trying to make him understand. " But I want you Dean," Seth choked on a sob. " And I want Romie too."

Dean rested his hands on Seth's bare hips, his fingers pressing into the curves of Seth's ass. " Then you can't have me." He felt his heartstrings pulling when Seth heaved a huge sob into his shirt but he was really being unreasonable with his request. Even if he could stomach the idea of sharing Seth, he was certain that Roman would never go along with it.

" I'm sorry Sethie." Dean pulled away and kissed Seth's forehead once more. Seth collapsed dramatically on the bed crying his heart out but there was nothing Dean could do to comfort him. He wanted to be with Seth more than anything but he had too much self respect to settle for the role of the other man. There was no way that he and Roman could both be Seth's boyfriends.

He walked out of Seth's bedroom and grabbed his car keys so that he could head to work. He just hoped that Seth would forgive him for refusing his offer.

A/N: Do you think that Dean made the right decision with Seth?