Sasha's body was sore all over from the past week. Everything ached, between two nights of tough matches between Nia and then Paige, the nonstop events, and very little sleep. She walked out of the Post-Raw Mania with two wins and a lot of love from the fans, but she was still disappointed about her spot on the card. Her shoulders stung from a bump against the turnbuckle Sunday night and she grumbled, rolling over in the bed.

"You alright?"

She flickered her eyes open, and pushed up the facemask, it took her a moment to remember where she was. Seth grinned at her, standing in the doorway with two cups of coffee in his hand.

"Hey," she groaned, sitting up. "God it's been a week."

He sat down on the bed handing her the smaller cup.

"I tried to let you sleep but you don't wanna mess up your schedule too bad."

"Thanks. These weeks are always so disorienting," she sipped her coffee and murmured into it.

"I love that sound," he chuckled.

"What time is it?"

"After 10. I went to get Kevin from Brandon's last night around 9 and when I came back you were out on the couch."

"You carry me up here?"

"No," he chuckled, "I woke you up and you dragged yourself half asleep."

"Hmm."

"Good week though?"

"Yeah, really good. Sorry you lost,"

He shrugged, "Finn needs the run. I just hope I get someone good for the next one. You and Nia gonna keep going?"

"Mhmm yeah it'll be fine. I mean Nia and I don't really click but," she shrugged, "I can't always fight Bayley. We've tried."

"Ha don't I know it. Hey by the way," he pulled out his phone and handed it to her.

The picture on the screen was from one of the dirtsheets, the two of them at Wizarding World. His hand was around her shoulder, her hand grasping his wrist tightly and his lips on the top of her forehead.

"At least it's cute," she sighed.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. I'm…happy about it."

"Are you?"

"Yeah, I am. Really, I promise." She kissed the top of his nose lightly and rolled her neck again.

"That still bugging you?"

"Yeah I hit the bump badly. Not used to getting tossed around like that,"

"C'mon," he placed the coffee down and motioned for her to sit in between his legs. "I owe you one."

She sighed and crawled over, positioning herself in his lap. It sent a tingling sensation down her spine as he moved her hair to one side and slipped the thin straps of her tank top down.

"That a necessary step?" she teased.

"Nope," he planted a kiss on the crook of her neck, "just fun. Relax for me,"

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as his hands started kneading into her tense muscles.

"You're really tight, Banks," his voice dripping with desire, "you really should have me do this weekly."

"Uh huh," she rolled her eyes, but let herself melt into his touch. His hands were a bit calloused but he was gentle, pushing them in with just enough force. She had needed this, badly, but never wanted to ask. That was clearly wrong, and he was enjoying this plenty. His thumb found its way to a particularly tense spot and she gasped.

"Sorry,"

"Gotta get through it."

"Tell me if the pressure's too much," he whispered.

"No, it's good,"

He pressed in again, working out the knot on her shoulder. As she felt the tension loosening, she parted her lips, letting the smallest moan out.

"There we go," he smirked as her head tipped back.

"Oh shut up, I can feel you."

"Good," he shifted his weight, pressing against her, "I was hoping to warm you up."

"That the only reason you do something nice for me?" she teased, turning her head to meet his face.

"Nah it's extra," he kissed her cheek, slowly lingering and letting his scratchy beard touch her skin. "How's it working out for me?"

"Find out," she turned back and let herself melt into his frame.

"Well since you invited," his hand traced down her body, over her chest and stomach before sneaking into the waistband of her shorts. Holding her close to get the angle, he pressed against her and she moaned. "Jeez, you thinking about me all night there, Banks? You're soaking."

"Laugh it up, Rollins, as long as you're giving me it."

"Then I better give it to you, huh?"

He pushed in two fingers and she squirmed under his touch, feeling him pump in and out shallowly. Her hand found his head behind her and she grabbed onto his hair, her other hand clutching his knee. Her nails would leave marks, but he didn't seem to mind as long as she was moaning for him.

"Aw I love it when I make you purr," he groaned in her ear. "You're really making me want you, bad."

"I'm right here."

"On your back, close your eyes," he withheld his touch until she rolled onto the bed and closed them. "Don't open them."

"Why?" she asked feeling his lips against hers and the bare skin of his chest.

"Cause I wanna surprise you. So be good and keep them closed and well, maybe you'll get my fingers again, maybe my tongue, maybe," he brought her hand to him and let her feel just how hard he was, "maybe this."

She grasped him eagerly, he laughed and pushed her hand off.

"Easy," a long, slow kiss came at her neck and she arched her back. "Spread your legs while we're at it."

"You gonna be this demanding all day?"

"Gimme ten minutes will ya? It's supposed to be for you," his hands were wandering all over her now. Her skin was burning with anticipation. "Are you enjoying it?"

Breathlessly, she responded, "just do it,"

"Ah, don't get impatient with me," his hands found her chest and squeezed lightly. "I'm getting there."

"Get there faster," she whimpered.

"Alright, alright," he chuckled, "hmm what will it be?" a lick came at her inner thigh.

"Oh god you're such a tease," she moaned.

"Shh." He ran both hands up her thighs and she shivered but kept her mouth shut.

His tongue came into contact with her and she yelped, her hands instantly finding his hair to hold on to. He pushed down her hips to keep her from bucking and moaned against her skin. It sent her into overdrive, feeling the sensation all over her body. His name left her lips over and over again and he waited until she was at her breaking point to come up for air and kiss her softly on the lips.

"Oh god, Seth."

"Haven't gotten alone with you in a few days, I just figured I'd make it special."

"This is my three days since sex reward?" she giggled, moving her body under his and feeling the warmth of him above her.

"You complaining?" he licked his lips and kissed her again.

"God no," she arched her back and let him trail kisses down her neck.

"You want another? Can you handle it?"

"Might need a nap after it..." she smiled against his lips. "Worth it."

He rolled her over and she laughed. Enjoying the feeling of his hands and the taste of his skin, she closed her eyes again and let him take her wherever he wanted to go.

XXX

Several hours and a cold shower later, they pulled into the driveway of his parent's house.

"You ready?"

She glanced over at him and took a deep breath, "let's go."

Brandon opened the door and grinned, "Sasha! Good to see you girl."

"Hey how's it going," she accepted his hug and he saw her sigh again before saying hello to his parents.

"Hi Sasha, sweetheart, how have you been?" his mom asked.

"Good! Yeah, things have been great at work."

"I'll never understand your lives," his dad chuckled, "but I'm glad it's good. Beer?"

"Oh, sure," she smiled, "thanks."

She followed him and Brandon, but Seth felt a hand on his arm as his mom pulled him back.

"Are you behaving yourself?" she whispered.

"Mom,"

"We like her, but you can't keep bringing girlfriends home just to mess around on them."

"It was one time!"

"Don't make it twice. You're not a kid, Seth."

He sighed, "here," he took out his wallet and placed the diamond ring in her hand. "That was Jenna's. I don't want it."

She looked down at it and pocketed it, nodding. They met the others in the kitchen and his dad handed him a beer.

"What're we talking about?"

"Remember that time in the 5th grade when you-" Brandon started.

"How? I've been gone two seconds!"

She giggled and he shot her a grumpy look, draping an arm around her shoulder.

"Did he ever tell you," Brandon asked Sasha, "about the time I beat him in a fight?"

"No?" she grinned at him.

"10th grade. It was a cheap shot."

"It was not!"

"Yes it was, I was injured."

"You crashed your bike doing stunts with your buddies over at the creek, you were fine."

"Can you believe this guy?" he asked Sasha.

"I've beaten you," she reminded him.

"That was a friendly, and what we do is fake."

"It's predetermined."

"Yeah and we predetermined that you would win!"

"I have the new 2K, you know," Brandon commented. "You guys can come over tonight and play it."

Sasha looked at Seth excitedly.

"Alright, fine. But I'll have you know, she cheats."

"I do not!"

That night they sat on Brandon's couch, Sasha Between the two of them as the clicked around 2K. It wouldn't be a sexy little game like last time, but maybe he would be okay with that. His two best friends in one place? He could go for it.

"Alright, what do we want?

"I wanna be Finn Balor," Brandon said, "he's the coolest."

"You know Kevin Owen's 10-year old said the exact same thing? Whatever I'll be me. Sash you wanna do triple threat or?"

"I'll manage for this time, add me."

He shot her a suspicious glance but did as she asked and let her select herself as his manager.

"I'm not sure I trust you, Banks."

"I don't know what you're talking about," she smirked.

The match started and Sasha paced outside the ring as Seth and Brandon fought it out. He was pretty confident in his abilities with his own character though every now and then he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She smiled at him.

"Sash, aren't you supposed to be cheating for me?"

"Wow what a cheater," Brandon teased.

"I'm just here for moral support."

"Oh really?"

"Oops!" she smirked, kicking his character in the face.

"Hey!"

"Yeeees," Brandon dragged Seth back into the ring and pinned him. "I like this one."

Seth grumbled, "if you like her so much why don't you marry her."

"Because you are?"

"What?" asked Sasha.

"What?"

"I meant like," Seth backed up quickly, "why don't you tag team."

"Oh. Yeah I'm down for a game of Everybody Hates Seth."

"Fuck you. I'm being Kofi and Big E."

"Subtle," she rolled her eyes. "Let's be American Alpha."

"Done and done. Can I be Chad Gable?"

"I suppose."

They laughed and Seth grumbled as the two of them whispered about their strategy for beating him. Secretly, he was enjoying seeing them like that, even if it was in cahoots against him. He liked how seamlessly she fit into his family, like she'd been there all along. Despite their tag team efforts, he was holding his own as both characters.

"So," Brandon said as the game went along without too much craziness, "second dinner with the parents, what'd you think?"

"I don't know if the first one counted," Sasha responded.

"It counted," they both said at once.

"They knew who you were, Seth just asked us to take it easy and not spook you. Said you didn't want to label it yet."

"Oh did he?" she shot him a side-glance

"We knew that you weren't together for a couple months there but I uh, spared them the details."

"Wait you did? So why did mom get up in arms about me messing around?"

"Cause no one trusts you?" Brandon offered.

"That's not fair."

"Sorry Brother." He looked over at Sasha and nudged her, "they like you a lot, they just know he's an idiot."

She forced a laugh, "yeah, of course."

"Look alive Banks," he caught her with a reversal and got her into submission.

"Oh no! I hate these!"

"They're terrible aren't they?" Brandon nodded.

"Ha ha ha. Gotcha!" he grinned at her as her character tapped.

"Ugh." She crossed her arms.

"Okay, Brandon you owe me a rematch but I think we should get going. I'm taking Sasha to CrossFit and then to the academy tomorrow."

"You are? I love that place."

"I offered you a manager position," Seth laughed.

"Yeah but I have like a real job…with benefits."

"Dental is overrated. You're welcome to come with if you can get away."

"What time?"

"6pm."

"Maybe just for a couple hours."

"Fine by me, you ready Sash?"

"Yep, g'night Brandon."

"Night Sasha."

They closed the front door behind them and Seth reached out to grab her hand.

"You have a good night?"

"Yeah, it was fun." She held onto his arm with her other hand. "Not quite as much fun as the first part of the day but y'know."

"Yeah yeah," he opened her door for her. "What'd you do all day, have sex, take a nap, have more sex, and drink tea?"

"And that tea was better than sex."

"Gee thanks, sweetheart."

"I love you," she grinned at him.

"Yeah I love you too. Um, you know Brandon was joking about me marrying you. I mean, right now, that is."

"Yeah no, it was funny."

"Okay…and about my parents thinking I'm always fucking around."

"That was a joke?"

"Yeah of course, why wouldn't it be?"

"I mean…never mind."

"What?"

"Brandon said they know you're an idiot."

"They know I was an idiot. When I cheated on Jenna three years go."

"Okay."

"What?"

"Nothing, I'm dropping it. It's dropped."

"Okay, it's dropped." He took a deep sigh, "Sasha I love you."

"I know. I love you too."

"Don't you forget it."

"Never."

He pulled into the driveway of his house and looked over at her.

"So…round three?"

She rolled her eyes and got out of the car.

"Is that a yes?" he called after her.