A/N:

I changed the rating from here on out to M. Not just because of the following hot scenes but for the sensitive nature of the upcoming chapters as well.

Chapter 14

For the rest of the night Roman didn't mention the incident again but Dean felt the mood change as soon as they entered the apartment after 1 am.

Roman went straight to his little wine collection and opened a bottle and filling two glasses with it. Dean made a face. Wine was supposed to breathe a little…Roman saw the tell tale crinkle on Deans nose but shook his head.

"Oh no. You will not complain now. Don't you think you did enough for one night? Tony's review is important. So fucking important. I don't know what got into you. To treat him like that. To…"

Dean put his wine glass down loudly. His blue eyes were blazing.

"I did what any good boyfriend would do. I defended you. I fought for you. Roman you don't need his stupid review. There are other critiques you don't have a history with. Who will review you fairly. Who don't piss their pants when they see that their Ex has a new guy at his side. I would do everything I did tonight again in a heartbeat. Well maybe I would spit on his steak for real next time…" Dean mused and almost missed Roman's move.

He felt a big hand on his neck pulling him close and a pair of firm lips on his.

"You are right." Roman mumbled.

"Feels good to be right." Dean breathed hard and tried to take over by switching their positions but Roman stopped him.

"Do you really want me to step out of my comfort zone?" the big guy asked and Dean nodded.

"Are you ready to take it?" Roman asked another stupid question and Dean just nodded again. He got what Roman was asking and the chef should move already.

"Just fuck me." Dean pressed out and pushed his hands into Romans hair leading him backwards by gently pulling on it. Just as Romans knees were about to hit the bed he switched positions and Dean landed on his back while Roman crawled over him.

"I am clean. Just want to get that out of the way. We can still use a condom."

"ROMAN!" Dean growled and fumbled for Roman's jeans button to open it. Roman really had a talent to ruin sex by talking too much. But this time Dean would not back down. If Roman felt like he needed to punish Dean for his actions earlier he would gladly play catcher tonight. Hell at this point he didn't care at all. He just cared for Roman to lose his t-shirt. Quickly.

He helped with that by grabbing the hems of it and Roman assisted by pulling it over his head.

Dean's hand travelled over Romans smooth skin. His hands were almost not big enough to rest on Romans wide chest. It was amazing. Dean had slept with girls a lot. They were so much more fragile than this stallion above him. And the men he had slept with, no one could compare to Roman's physiques. And damn, Dean liked that. He never thought that being dominated could be such a turn on. That being man handled by a muscular guy could be so hot. Right now Roman lifted Dean's hips to pull down his jeans. Somehow he had opened them and had worked them over his ass while he mused about Roman's size. Body size. Size of…

"Oh God." Dean groaned when Romans hands brushed over his underwear full of promises.

Impatiently Dean kicked his jeans off and Roman chuckled but couldn't say Impatient because Dean claimed his lips instead.

"I know what you were about to say and I am. Please Roman tonight let's not take this slow. We have time for slow. Tonight I need to feel you inside of me."

Roman looked down at Dean and grabbed one of Deans travelling hands.

"Get naked then." He growled while he pushed up to undress himself.

In mere seconds both men were naked and Roman walked over to his night stand patting at the spot beside it. Dean crawled over his cock half erect already and he plopped back down on his back watching Roman who searched through his drawer.

"Ro?!" Dean pleaded and finally Romans gaze softened and he produced a bottle of lube.

"For someone so organized…" Dean was silenced this time by Romans big hand on his mouth and Deans couldn't resists to lick it, tease the big guy, whose member stood out proudly in front of him. Roman put one knee on the bed bringing himself into reach for Dean. Wordlessly he put the bottle of lube into Dean's hand while he turned just a little bit so his well licked hand could be placed around Deans dick.

"I knew what I was doing." Dean groaned, happy that his spit helped Romans to slick his hand up and down his shaft.

It took really all of Dean's concentration to put some lube into his own hands to prepare Roman. It was thoughtful of him to leave Dean to the task. His choice how well he wanted to prepare him. If he messed up it would be on him.

Roman pumped Dean slowly while trying to concentrate on the faster rhythm Dean chose to lube him. He really was impatient Roman thought and smirked a little when Dean declared "Done.".

Again taking some speed out of this Roman put his hands on Deans hips and pulled him down the bed a little so his head could rest on the pillow. Next he crawled between Deans spread legs and positioned them on his shoulder, grabbing his other pillow to lift Dean's ass a little. He might be strong but he couldn't hold Dean's ass up the whole time. Now their hips were at the perfect height with each other.

Roman put some lube on two fingers and started to rub it around Deans tight hole. Every third turn or so he would dip those two finger inside and spread them a little on their way out.

Dean wiggled beneath him in ecstasy. He had closed his eyes and tried to keep breathing evenly.

When Roman was done preparing Dean he ordered: "Open your eyes Dean. And don't you dare to close them."

Dean's eyes shot open and his cock wobbled a little at the order.

"That's good baby." Roman mumbled and put his cock at Dean's entrance and slowly pushed inside. He stopped when Dean closed his eyes in delight but he opened them quickly when Roman stopped.

"Sorry." He mumbled and licked his lips which made Roman lose his control a little because the next two inched of his shaft went into Dean much fast brushing over his prostate along the way and that made the blonde man moan. A wicked grin appeared on Roman's face and he pulled back.

"Let's do this again slowly." He teased and Dean bit his lower lip and waited for the tip of Roman's cock to brush his sensitive spot again. "Fuck." He pressed out once Roman hit it.

"Roman…please start already." He pleaded, urging the Samoan to pick up the speed. But Roman finished his first in and out motion at this slow speed before he started to pick up some speed.

They found a rhythm that worked for them and Roman was able to free one hand from Dean's hips to pump his boyfriends cock.

Dean couldn't handle the double stimulation for long and he shot his cum all over Roman's hand and his own chest while Roman kept pumping into him a little while longer.

When he felt his climax nearing Roman bend down and somehow managed to put a kiss on Dean's lips. Granted the other man lifted his head to meet him.

And Roman came hard and at the point of no return he breathed "Ou te alofa ia te oe.". It was more a whisper and Dean thought the big guy just mumbled something but when Roman finally slowed down and pulled out of Dean he registered what he had just said to Dean in his father's tongue. I love you.

Oh thank God that he blurted that out in Samoan. It was far too soon to say this to Dean out loud.

Dean didn't mention it he just stroked Romans sweaty hair while both lay beside each other panting.

"We need to go get cleaned up." Roman told him.

"You and your stupid clean up compulsiveness." Dean groaned but somehow they managed to get into the shower where they cleaned each other thoroughly.