Chapter 12

Seth was moaning into the kiss, and Dean had mixed feelings about it. It was different, and he kind of liked it. But every time he would get lost in the kiss, he would imagine it was Punk.

Seth tried to deepen the kiss by running his tongue across Dean's bottom lip and that is when Dean pulled away all together. He lowered his head and squeezed his eyes shut. "I'm sorry, Seth. But I can't do this."

Seth opened his eyes wide, panicking. He quickly straddled Dean's waist and started to grind his ass across his groin. Dean couldn't help it when he started to feel his cock harden. "Come on, Dean. You know you want to. Just let me love you." When Seth said the words 'love you', Dean immediately went back to his original thought. If Punk doesn't want me, I know someone who does. He grabbed the back of Seth's neck and pulled him down for another deep and passionate kiss.

Seth was rubbing his groin against Dean's leg and that is when he noticed that Seth was fully hard. The thought of that started to make Dean hard as well, even if he was not sure if he wanted to or not. Seth started to rub his hand down Dean's chest, all the way until he was at the button of his jeans. He went further south and cupped Dean's hard on and started to caress it through the pants. Dean let out a moan through the kiss and bucked his hips up, so that it was more in contact with Seth's body. Seth pulled away from the kiss and attacked his neck, sucking on the sweet spot there which resulted in multiple moans from Dean. All the while, Seth was starting to unbutton Dean's pants and in no time his aching cock was exposed to the cool air. Dean slowly opened his eyes and smacked Seth's hand away from his cock right before he was able to touch it.

"What's the matter?" Seth was so horny and wanted to do this. The expression on his face scared Dean a little. It looked like no matter what Dean said, Seth was going to do what he wanted one way or another.

"I think this is going a bit too fast." Dean tried moving away, but Seth once again straddled his hips and started to rub his ass along Dean's bare cock. "Mm. Seth, we still shouldn't do this already."

"We've known each other for so long, Dean. It's not like we are strangers." He continued to grind his ass along his cock while he started to unbutton his own pants. Dean just watched as Seth's fully-hard cock sprang free from its confines.

"I know, but you do want a relationship don't you?" Dean was now just trying anything to get Dean off of him. When Dean said those words, Seth got all excited. There was nothing that Seth wanted more than to be with Dean.

"Really? A relationship? Are you asking me out right now?" Seth couldn't stop from smiling.

"Maybe I will in the near future, but that is more likely if we haven't slept together." Seth got off of Dean and laid next to him. But he caught Dean off guard when he grabbed a hold of his erection. "Seth, let go of me. What did I just say?"

"You said no sex. But I am still going to help you take care of this. Hand jobs only, I promise." When Seth started stroking up and down, running his thumb across the leaking slit on the head, Dean couldn't argue anymore. He began to moan out as Seth began to quicken the pace.

Dean noticed that Seth's cock was being left out, so he reluctantly reached over and grabbed it. "Mm. Oh yeah, Dean". Seth moaned out when Dean started to pump his cock. He was going as fast as he could, trying to get this over with. And in no time, Seth was screaming out at the same time he was. They both spilled out their hot liquid onto each others hands and onto their stomachs.

…

The next day, Dean left the hotel room before Seth woke up. When he got in the elevator, he realized he never took a shower and still smelled like sex. It may have been just hand jobs but it would still make you smell like sex. When the elevator door opened, he froze before walking in. CM Punk stood inside, now standing frozen as well when he saw who was on the other side of the door. Dean walked in slowly and hit the button for the lobby.

"Hey, what are you doing up here? Your floor is below this one."

Punk knew he was going to need more time than they had to talk, so he just didn't say a word. But when the elevator stopped at his floor, he motioned Dean to follow. And Dean did, without any hesitation.

Once inside, Dean sat on the couch while Punk leaned up against the wall. "So how are you doing?" That was the only words that could come out of Punk's mouth.

"I've been better. You?"

"Same. I heard you were being comforted by Seth last night, how did that go?" Dean looked into his eyes and noticed that there was anger, jealousy, and even hurt in his eyes.

Dean immediately thought about what happened last night and instantly regretted it. "Look, Punk..."

"Did you guys have sex?" Punk was yelling now, his face turning a boiling red.

"Why does it even matter? You don't want to be with me, so why are you getting angry."

"Because I do want to be with you." Punk whispered, ashamed of it. He never thought he would admit to anyone, let alone himself, that he wanted to be in a relationship with another guy.

"What? You do?" Dean is already hating himself for everything that happened with Seth last night. The hand job, telling him they could maybe be in a relationship. He stood up and went to Punk, running his hand across his cheek.

Punk moved into the touch and closed his eyes, just taking in the scent of Dean. It was then that he realized what he was talking about earlier. "So? You never answered me. Did you have sex with Seth last night?"

Dean removed his hand and retook his spot on the couch. "No. But..."

"But what? Tell me what happened, or there is no way in hell we will ever be together."

At that moment, Dean decided to tell him what happened. He would not do anything further to jeopardize his chances with the love of his life. "We didn't have sex. But we did kiss and give each other hand jobs."

Punk was already boiling over in anger. He didn't understand why. He came to the conclusion that it was because he was jealous. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be with Dean but that doesn't mean that he wants other people to be with him. That is how he felt, no matter how selfish that was. He tried to calm down before speaking. "Is that all?" He said it through clenched teeth.

"Um, not really."

Punk ran a hand through his bed head and sighed. "What else is there?"

"Well, I sort of told him that there was a chance we could be together."

That is what sent Punk over the edge. "WHAT!? Why would you do that?"

Dean started to get angry as well. "Probably because you told me you never wanted to see me again. And that we were done." Punk started thinking back to yesterday's events and the reason he told him those things. And the reason why he said those things was about to be in a relationship with Dean.

Punk did the only thing that came to mind. He ran up to Dean and pushed him on the couch. He climbed on top of him and connected their lips in a very angry, but passionate kiss. They began to tongue battle as Dean moaned into the kiss. Not a sexual moan, but a moan of having something that he has been longing for. Dean broke the kiss and grabbed his face with his hands, forcing Punk to look him in the eyes. "So? Can we be together now?"

"Hmm.." Punk smiled at the question. "I don't know. But I do know you can take me on a date tonight. Dinner? What do you say?"

"Fuck Yes!" Dean was still a little upset that he was not in a relationship with Punk yet. But the fact that he was going on a date with him and it was Punk's idea, means that it is actually going somewhere.

"Well I will see you tonight, gorgeous." Punk said, leaning down and kissed his lips one more time.

"Yes you will." Dean got up and slowly left the room, not taking his eyes off of Punk until the door was closed.

That Night:

Punk just got off of the elevator on Dean's floor, he turned the corner to head to Dean's room, but saw two men standing outside of the room arguing. It was Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose. Punk couldn't make out what they were saying but peeked around the corner to see what was going on.

He heard faint whispers, and pleads coming from Seth Rollins. Punk stopped looking and just placed his head up against the wall. What will happen if Seth and Roman find out I am going out with Dean? I can't take them both, and Dean would never go up against them. Not even for me...

He had been standing there for a couple of minutes and he didn't hear much of anything anymore. So he decided to walk to the hotel room all together. But when he turned the corner, there was a sight that made him want to pass out from all the hurt that was coursing through his veins.

Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose were kissing. Seth's hands were on the sides of Dean's face and Dean's hands were on his hips. Punk was frozen, staring that the horrific scene in front of him. He let out a single tear and a muffled sigh escaped his lips..

Dean heard the sound of muffled breaths and sniffling and broke the kiss. His heart broke when he saw CM Punk across the hall with tears slowly threatening his eyes. "Punk?"

Dean started to quickly walk over there but Punk stood up and quickly backed up the other way, holding out a hand to Dean signaling him to stay away.

"Punk? Please! It's not what you think."

"Stay away from me." Punk made it to the elevator and quickly pressed the button to his floor. Before the elevator doors closed completely, Dean heard three words that killed him inside. "I hate you!" And with that, Dean froze as the elevator closed completely.

A/N: Thank you everyone for reading, and I hope you really enjoyed it. Please review. :)