Dean's POV

"Hey, toots! Where the hell do you think you're running off to?" I called after Leena. She finally stopped running and turned to face. Thank god because I was running on empty. Shit, how could she run so fast? We were almost at the other side of the beach under the boardwalk.

Putting her hands on her hips she scolded me. "Don't call me toots. And why did you follow me?"

"Because you're being such a pussy. Man up and tell us your fantasies. We all said ours. What other wrestler could you have fantasized about that would make them mad?"

She stepped closer to me pushing her chest against mine. "You, ya dumb fuck!" She landed a hard slap to the side of my head.

"What was that for?!"

"For being an idiot!"

I sighed. "Okay, but how was I being an idiot. Not my fault you want this dick." I said throwing a few pelvic thrusts her way.

"I will not succumb to your pelvic sorcery. Besides you're not even in ALL of my fantasties. I just thought those two meatheads would get pissed so I didn't want to say. I shouldn't have said anything at all but you guys kept pushing me." Leena replied.

"So what are these fantasies? Let's hear em I promise I won't tell."

"Swear on your drunk mother?"

"I solemnly swear on that drunk bitch." I said raising my hand.

"Fine, theres like this hot BDSM one I have, then an orgy with me, Gwen and the three of you, a bunch of threesomes with Rome and Seth, Rome and Seth by themselves, oh there was this weird one where you guys were like catholic priests and I was a slutty Catholic school girl-"

"That's wrong but oh so right on so many levels." Had to admit I was getting a bit of a chub listening to her ramble about her sex dreams. But I definitely wanted to get to the bottom of this little escapade. "Tell me the one you had about me. In vivid detail."

"What?No fucking way!" She protested.

"Do it or I'll tell Roman and Seth."

"You fucker you just swore!"

"You made me swear on my fucking drunk mother! That doesn't mean shit. If you're gonna make me swear make me swear on something meaningful!"

"Ugh you fucker! Fine! I'll tell you but what transpires in the next few minutes does not leave between us, got it?!"

"I swear for real this time. Go on."

She laid back in the sand and sighed. "Alright it started like this..."

"Why is this weird? We're best friend Leena." Dean said. He was sitting in front of me in nothing but his boxers, his curls still wet from his shower.

"That's precisely it, Dean. I don't want things to get weird between us. Plus, Roman and Seth..." He pressed his finger to my lips, silencing me.

"Don't talk about them here. It's just you and me now. Relax." I wanted to punch him in the face right there. He was using this seductive voice that I never thought he had. It was dark and raspy like the one he used to intimidate opponents in the ring but with added bass and dripping with sex. I really had no idea what I was getting into but the thought of being with the King of Tease already had me clenching my thighs. Dean smirked as he looked down at my jeans.

"You're wearing way too many clothes Lee. Take 'em off and give me a show. He leaned back against the bed, hands behind his head just waiting for me to satisfy his wishes.

"No fucking way. I'm not gonna become your little sex slave, Ambrose.I don't need your dick that bad." I scoffed and turned away from him.

"Oh but I think you do." He edged himself closer to me, his hands wrapping around my thighs to push them apart. His hot breath clawed at my ear while his words sent shivers down my spine. "Are you wet for me, Leena?"

I didn't want to admit it, especially since i knew this was Dean's way of starting his games early. I shoved him away, rolling my eyes in the process. "Fuck off Dean. I told you its weird and I'm not gonna let it hap-"

His teeth was on my neck, suckling and biting roughly. I was putty in his strong hands. Somehow he knew my neck was a weak spot for me and I loved to get marked. I let out a moan, my fingernails digging into my jean covered thighs as I tried to fight his advances.

"What do your moans sound like?" I asked her. The question threw her off of course. She was so wrapped up in telling me every single detail of her fantasy. I could imagine her resisting me but there were two things stopping me from taking her right there in the sand.

"Excuse me?" Her face was flushed bright pink. It was so damn cute.

"What do your moans sound like? You promised some vivid details so gimme an example, help me picture it better."

"No. Way."

I sat up and pretended like I was going to head back to the bonfire. "Alright. ROMAN! SE-"

Her moan stopped me in my tracks. My head whipped back around to see her with her eyes closed, lips parted and those sounds dripping from her full lips. He ran a finger threw her beach water curls and looked up at me. "Are you satisfied?"

"Keep going Leena. Tell me more about how I fucked you."

He took his precious time sliding my jeans down so that they pooled at my ankles but he ripped them away with one swift movement. I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor then laid back on the bed. His head was between my thighs down, little droplets of water dancing across my underwear from his dripping ringlets. I squirmed at the contrast between the iciness of the water and the heat pooling between my thighs.

"What do you want, Leena?" He cooed, his fingers trailing lightly up and down the seat of my panties.

I let out a sigh, deciding to give into his ego. "Alright, give me the full Ambrose treatment, teasing, egotistical jokes, the whole thing."

"You're in for the ride of your life babe! We're about to go full throttle!"

"Is your cock ready and loaded captain?" I laughed.

"You know it, mate. I'm gonna rock your boat!"

"i wouldn't fucking say that." I yelled. that had to be the dumbest shit I've ever heard.

"You would so say that and anyway, it doesn't matter anyway because it's my dream. I can make dream Dean say whatever I want." Leena punched my arm playfully.

"Ow! Fuck...and anyway why are you so hellbent on all these details. Get to the good stuff!"

"EXCUSE ME! You're the one that said vivid detail. So shut the fuck up and let me tell you how you ate me out."

Shit. I felt my cock throb inside my swim trunks and watched as she continued her dream.

His thumb nudged my panties to the side while his tongue lapped at my slit. He was slow of course, lugging his tongue up and down and flicking it against my clit. I sank my hands into his mop of hair trying to pull hims close but Dean only succeeded in pinning my wrist down. He moved his forearm over my hips, making sure I wouldn't move as his tongue continued to work me over. He would kiss my moist lips with his own before sucking my little nub between his teeth then swirling his tongue around it. My pants were erractic. My hands were struggling to find something to hold onto. I felt the familiar clench of muscles in my legs and I knew I was close.

Dean pulled away with a shit eating grin on his face. Ugh, why did I ask for this torture?! I shoved him away almost upset that he pulled away at the worst time.

"Don't be mad baby. You wanted the Ambrose experience now you got it." He his hands gripped the thin fabric of my lace underwear and ripped them away from my body. When I tried to crawl away from him he pulled me back by my ankles. "Ah, ah, ah, where do you think you're going?"

"Away from you asshole. You ripped my fav-ahhh!"

He pressed his chest flush to my back while his fingers dove into me in eager thrusts. Every once in awhile he would curl his fingers, ever so slightly grazing my spot. I could help but squirm beneath him, pushing my ass up higher and wanting him deeper inside me. He edged himself back and planted his teeth into the meat of my asscheek causing me to cry out. "Fucker!"

"What a dirty mouth you have. Want to make it dirtier?" He teased as he added bites to my hipbones. My toes curled instantly and I gripped onto his head, practically screaming. He backed away unsure of what happened.

"Did I hurt you that bad?! Dude, I'm like sorry."

"No, stupid." I panted. "My hipbones...are weird. They're like another erogenous zone for me. Instead of getting all hype over having guys play with my nipples I'd rather them play with my hips."

"Huh...good to know." And just like that his teeth were back below my waste biting and sucking on the sheet of skin that covered my hipbone. His thumb pressed into my vacant hip while his teeth marred the other. I arched my back and clawed at his shoulder begging him to never stop. I felt pathetic for begging him for more but this little shit was doing all sorts of things to me. He pulled away again, satisfied with the bruising marks he left behind. Dean straddled my hips and stared down at me a gentle smirk tugging at his lips.

I raised my head to kiss him but he pulled away, instead choosing to occupy his lips on my neck. His fingers snaked their way to my hair, gripping forcefully as he kissed up and down my neck, stopping at my ear to whisper how good he was going to fuck me. I chuckled and wrapped my legs around his waist, shifting my weight so he was now beneath me.

"I'll believe it when I see it, Dean. Don't think you can get me that easily."

He propped himself on his elbows and laughed, a dark sexy laugh that held promises of danger. "Leena, you're already fucking dripping wet for me. Don't try and sit there and tell me my charm isn't working. You never put enough bark to your bite."

"Hmph, well try this then" I sunk my teeth into his shoulder making him hiss in pain. That hiss was followed by a grunt, then a soft groan. Dean liked getting bit, I smirked at my new discovery. I placed another bite on his neck making another groan surface into the air. His hips arched up to meet mine and I couldn't help but rub my wetness against his clothed cock. His hands found their way back to my ass, slipping between the cheeks to grope at my sex. Hmm, maybe it'd be more fun to beat the King of Tease at his own game. I grabbed his hands and with some struggle was able to force them against the headboard where the handcuffs had so graciously appeared. I wrapped the tight metal around his thick wrists, locking them into place.

"let me go, you little shit." Dean hissed as he struggled to move against the cuffs.

I pulled away from him, grabbing the hem of his boxers and pulling them down, his cock springing from their confines."You know what, Dean, I changed my mind. I decided that I want to give you a taste of your own medicine." With that said I kissed at his muscular thighs, making my way towards the base of his cock. That caught his attention quick enough.

"Open your mouth baby." He cooed, nudging his cock towards my lips.

"Nope. Don't feel like it." I nipped more at the skin around his groin and it was his turn to squirm. Oh he was getting impatient. He tossed growls and curses at him as I refused to take him in. I gave him a long lick instead from base all the way to the tip.

"Fuck...Leena!"

Those pretty lips of his were gorgeous when he begged. "Tell me what you want, Dean. C'mon..."

His brows furrowed in anger and his shot an icy blue stare my way. "Don't you fucking do that, Lee."

"B-but Dean!" I pretended to be hurt, pouting my bottom lip out. "When I hear you beg it makes me so...fucking...hot." I sat on my knees and gave him a good view as i dove my fingers inside myself. "Dean, beg for me, please. i'll cum if you do."

"Jesus fuck!" he cursed, giving in to my wanton cries. "Leena, pleassseeee let me fuck you! I want to feel how tight you are around me. I want to make you scream my name. Please sweetheart?"

I removed my fingers from deep inside of me and smirked. "Well, since you asked so nicely baby." I traced his lips with my coated fingers and his tongue eagerly reached out to pull them into his mouth. Beneath me i could feel his cock stir, throbbing and swelling with anticipation. I almost felt bad for making him wait this long...almost.

"I want you to watch as your cock slides into me." I whispered. His lust filled eyes looked down as I pressed his tip at my entrance and slowly engulfed him in my heat. He bit as his lip and tossed his head back against the pillow. I watched his muscles relax against me, the soft rhythm of his chest going up and down and the way his hips pressed into me as if all he wanted to do was stay inside me.

"Dean?" I called out softly.

"Shush, baby, just fucking move, ok?"

I wasn't used to him sounding so soft and desprete. It was such a different side of him that I'm sure no one, not even his one night stands were allowed to see. Though I'm sure no one ever tried teasing him as much as I did. My hips worked their way up and down feeling his girth slide against my walls. He was eager to meet my bounces, thrusting up quickly, his muscles twisting to get as deep as he could. I held onto his chest, digging my nails into his pecs and holding on for dear life. The way he was moving I knew I wouldn't last long. I slipped my fingers down to my clit, rubbing small circles making fevered moans tumble from my lips.

"You need to let me go NOW." he growled.

"N-no, shut up...shit Dean you're so thick."

He slipped his hips away, pulling out completely. "I told you to fucking let me go. I not playing." His threat was all sex, something animalistic appearing in his eyes. I couldn't help it. I wanted to test those boundaries and unleash that animal. With two simple clicks I unlocked the cuffs and he pounced on me, a hand wrapped around my throat and my legs failing about as he pounded into me mercilessly.

"You like to play games but you forget who the king is, baby."

"Triple H?" I smirked. That only got me slammed against the headboard, the wood digging into my back while Dean fucked me hard. I couldn't say any more after that. Words were just replaced by screams and moans. My nails clawing at his back when his teeth met my collarbone.

"Say my fucking name, Leena." He growled against my ear "Scream it!" He accentuated his words with deep thrusts, I was almost afraid he was going to tear me in half but the pain felt so good. I never wanted him to stop even if I felt my orgasm drawing close.

"DEAN!FUCK!YES!" I screamed clenching my legs tightly around his waist. "Don't fucking stop..."

Finally his lips captured mine, his tongue rough and frantic wanting to explore every depth of my mouth. I let him dominant me, every suck of my tongue left me restless. I felt my entire body seize as a powerful orgasm rushed through me, clamping me down on his groaned, slamming his hands against the wall and thrusting faster. the headboard slammed into the wall, the loud banging accompanying his growls of ecstasy. I gripped his hair and forced him to look at me, wanting to see his gorgeous face as he came into me. A small whimper escaped me and I held onto him for dear life. I couldn't move especially with being pinned to the wall and all. His pants brushed against my sweat soaked skin as he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Fuck..."

"What?" She asked, looking my me with her stupid beautiful eyes.

"That was super fucking hot, you shit. What the hell are you doing to me?" I growled.

"I'm not doing anything!" She chuckled then he eyes cast down at the giant boner straining against my swim trunks. "Oh...well I guess i did that. Sorry."

"Sorry? That's not gonna make it go away,is it Lee?" I didn't mean for my voice to sound all sexy and shit but I guess it just happens when I'm horny. Her cheeks flushed and she turned away from me.

"What the fuck you want me to do about it?"

She was still trying to sound tough but I knew what was really going on in her mind. I pushed her down onto the sand and laid myself on top of her, making sure she could feel my cock against her.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" She shrieked.

"Damn, girl! Don't yell so loud!" i smushed her face with my hand and chuckled. "Relax, I'm not gonna fuck you, even if I do want to. I..."I was gonna kick myself for saying this, I just knew it. "i care about you too much to fuck this up. There. It's done."

She stared at me for awhile not saying anything. Then a smile broke out on her face. "You? Dean Ambrose, Jon Moxley, Jonathan Good CARE about ME? Mister heart of darkness cares about me?!"

"You shut your fucking mouth this instant, Leena. I'm not playing."

"Ohhhh, Deanie's a softie! Deanie's a softie!"

I pinned her hands above her head and pressed all my weight into her. "If you don't shut your mouth I'll fuck you right here, princess."

"No you won't, Deanie." She nuzzled her head against my neck and whispered, "Lay with me?"

Goddamit. I knew that if I fucked her all these dumbass feelings would go away but at the same time I thought maybe I didn't want to fuck her. Obviously I didn't want her to be heartbroken by Romand and Seth and i didn't want her to stop being my friend. Besides we both knew I could never hold a committed relationship and that's what Leena deserved. guys like Seth and Ro, not me. for now I guess I would just try and protect her. I could do that... I laid beside her and pulled her close, her head resting against my chest.

"Dean, will you tell me one of your dreams next time?"

"Why so you can complain about how wet your panties are?" I chuckled.

"They're already wet..." I felt her smile against my skin. "You know, from a day of surfing."

"Sure, sure. Surfing." We both laughed and stayed close to each other, feeling the breeze against us, lulling us into our own dreams.

Alright did you guys enjoy my sorry ass excuse for a one-shot with Dean? since i became an Ambrose girl he's literally all I can think about. I make a story with just him in it, afterall my obsession with Rome and Seth is how this story came about. Anyway this isn't going to effect the main story line or cause problems it was just a bit of fun between besties.

And I published this just in time for RAW!