A/N: Thank you to those of you that reviewed the last chapter. Here is chapter 9, and I hope you all enjoy it. :)

Chapter 9

"Punk? Calm down, Punk. Calm down." Dean was trying to get Punk to relax. He didn't need the stress on his body while it was trying to heal.

"I will not fucking calm down. They are the ones who attacked me." Punk was screaming into the phone.

"I highly doubt they would attack you. Why would they?"

"I don't fucking know...wait a minute. The look that was in Seth's eyes. I think he likes you. When Roman accused me of having sex with you last night, Seth looked like he was about to cry."

At that moment, it all clicked. I should have known. The hope that was in his eyes when I told them I was gay. Then the hurt in his eyes when I told them I was in love with Punk. And the way he tried to keep me away from him. I should have known. Dean's eyes were opened as wide as they could possible get. He can't believe this. But something didn't add up. "Wow. OK. But that doesn't make sense. You would think that he if likes me, he wouldn't want to hurt me and hurting the one I love is hurting me."

Punk blushed and had a tingly feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Jealousy can force people to do some crazy things." There was still anger in Punk's voice.

"I will talk to them and see if it was them." At that moment, the door to the hotel room opened up and the other two members of the Shield walked in and sat down on either side of Dean. "Listen, I got to go. Talk to you later." He hung up the phone and didn't look at either of them. He feels betrayed by the fact that his two best friends would do that to Punk, if they are the ones who did it.

"Hey, Dean." Seth seemed oddly chipper and Dean looked at the floor with anger crossing his face. "Who was that?"

"Nobody." Dean was trying to contain his anger and not blow up. Because for all he knew, they weren't the ones who did this.

"Secrets? From you?" Seth placed a hand on his shoulder, only for it to be shrugged off as he stood up.

"Really? I'm the only one with secrets here?"

"We don't have any secrets from you." Roman was the one talking this time. He tried to sound convincing, but his voice cracked a little. Dean rolled his eyes at that.

"Your sure about that? Because I would call Seth liking me a secret. And I would also call you guys attacking the love of my like a big fucking secret as well." He was screaming now, and there was no calming him down. Before they could get a word in, Dean quickly left the hotel room, leaving both Seth and Roman completely stunned.

Dean found himself at Punk's room. He calmed himself down just enough to be able to think on a level head. He knocked on the door lightly. Punk came to the door with bulging eyes, he looked pissed.

Dean pushed him inside and shut the door. He grabbed his shirt and dragged him to the bed by it. He threw him on the bed and crawled on top of him, resting his legs on either side of him. He leaned down and kissed Punk as passionately as he could. He was trying to convey his love for him through one single kiss.

Punk pulled away for much needed air. He didn't even know what to think. That kiss was...breathtaking. Punk has never felt so many emotions from just a single kiss.

Dean was looking in his eyes and he noticed Punk was hard. He noticed this because Punk was thrusting up, sliding his cock against Dean's ass. Since they still had clothes on, they couldn't get enough of that feeling they needed so badly. They needed to touch each other, skin to skin contact. Dean reached behind him and grabbed a hold of Punk's bulge in his shorts. Punk moaned out and placed his hands on Dean's thighs.

Dean unzipped Punk's shorts and pulled his cock out. Punk's shorts were still on, only the zipper was undone and his cock pulled out from them. Dean grabbed a hold of it more firmly and started to stroke it. He was bouncing up and down while stroking it as Punk was thrusting up into his hand. Dean continued to dry-ride him until Punk threw his head back and started to scream out. The next second, he came all over Dean's hand and some dripped onto his shorts. Dean got off of him and lowered his head to Punk's cock. He took it in his mouth and licked up all the remaining cum. He continued to suck it until Punk was rock hard once again.

"Is this your way of keeping my mind off of killing...AH!" Dean didn't wanted to hear their names so he took Punk's entire cock deep down his throat and licked the tip to send shivers down his spine.

"You want me to show you how much I love you?" Punk nodded as fast as he could. He knew for a fact that after this was over he was going to end up kicking him out just like he usually does, but he was going to enjoy it until the end. "I am going to let you do something that no one has or ever will get to do to me." Dean unbuttoned Punk's shorts and slid them down. He was barefoot so it was rather easy to discard them all together. Dean stripped himself until he was one-hundred percent nude. He climbed on top of Punk again and he once again let his legs rest on either side of Punk. He spit on his hand and rubbed it all over Punk's aching cock. He grabbed it and lined it up with his hole.

Punk gasped out, he never pegged Dean as someone who would ever be a bottom. Ever.

Dean started to slowly let himself down on Punk's cock and winced out in pain. "You don't have to do this."

"You don't believe me when I tell you that I love you. So I will do this." He now had Punk's entire cock inside of him. He sat there letting himself adjust before starting to move up and down on it. "Oh, FUCK! This is so fucking good!" After he adjusted, there was no hiding the pleasure that was all over his face.

"Mm. That is so fucking tight." Punk has fucked guys before. But it was never like this. He has never felt such tight, blinding hot pleasure in his life. He started to thrust up into Dean's tight hole and in no time, was hitting his spot. Punk easily found it and was trying hard not to cum. He wanted this to last as long as it could. But Dean could only last so long. With a couple more hits to hit spot, he was yelling out Punk's name and came all over his chest.

"FUCKING DEAN! OH MY GOD YES!" Punk felt his muscles clench around his cock and there was no better feeling that Punk has ever experienced. With a couple more thrusts, and a couple more screams, Punk filled him up completely. Dean sat all the way down on his cock and rolled his hips. Punk moaned out again as he was coming down from his extremely pleasurable orgasm.

Punk was already starting to feel as if he was going to get hard again, since his cock was still in Dean's cum-filled hole. He pulled out and Dean fell onto the bed. He cuddled up next to him and laid his head on his chest. "Thank you for that."

"Anything for you, baby." Dean kissed Punk on the head.

"Don't call me baby." That was what Dean was expecting. But he was also expecting a 'leave now' but it never came. He smiled wide and kissed him again. Dean fell asleep, holding Punk, finally happy that he could have an intimate experience with him and not be told to 'leave'.

They woke up later on in the day and spent the rest of the day cuddling and being intimate.

Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns were not on either of their minds...for now!

A/N: I know this chapter is pretty short, but oh well. I hope you all enjoyed it and please review. Let me know what you think will happen. Thank you again for reading. :)