I couldn't help but giggle as Seth nibbled at my neck. My body felt warm all over and I couldn't wait to have him inside me. But he was taking his sweet time decorating my neck with hot hisses and bites. I bit my lip trying to keep my moans down. It wasn't really working, which he seemed to like watching me struggle. His fingertips danced across my stomach, trailing down to my panties.

"Seth..." I breathed out.

"Shh...don't speak..." He whispered into my ear. His hot breath against my skin sent shivers down my spine and I willed my mouth to stay shut even when two thick fingers slid inside me. My hips seemed to act on their own, arching up towards the thrusting sensation. I clawed my fingernails against his shoulder leaving bright red marks behind. Seth's fingers curled inside me as he wasted no time increasing his pace. He wanted to see me squirm, I could feel it. There was something different about this Seth and it just turned me on even more. It was just so freaking hot!

That was when I heard the raspy chuckle. "I bet they don't make you cum like I can."

It pulled me out of my dream easily but I kept my eyes shut, wanting my vision of Seth to return. I let out a weak 'no' in protest but my mind wouldn't cooperate, especially when the fingers inside me weren't Seth's. My eyes fluttered open and I looked up to see Dean above me, his blond curls falling into his face.

"Nice way to wake up, huh?" He smirked. I punched him dead in the jaw, knocking him off the bed.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I shouted. I tried covering myself up with the blanket, even though he had already seen me.

"Fuck! Jesus! You were the one that was moaning! I thought I'd help you out!"

"That isn't 'helping out'! I was dreaming about Seth!You know my BOYFRIEND! Why'd you have to make this weird, dude? You're my friend..." I said. I was starting to get choked up. I was mad and upset and hurt and a whole other bunch of emotions that just accumulated into one big horrible feeling in my heart.

'It's not weird." He spit the blood from his mouth onto the floor. "I just...fuck it, Leena. You're a cool chick. It's not my fault I want to get with you."

"That's all you want from me, isn't it? Just to get into my pants and add it onto your little black book. I thought you were my friend. I thought you'd respect the fact that I'm with your best friends and that I meant something more to you!"

"You do mean something more to me! Gah! I hate talking about feelings and shit." He said, completely dodging everything I was saying. I should've punched him harder. This was literally the last thing I needed.

"Get out. Get out of my fucking hotel room."

"Make me."

My eyes snapped to meet his. The challenge stilled the air between us, for a moment I didn't move. I contemplated what I should do, what Dean would do but ultimately I decided to pounce on him. Shoving him into the carpeted floor I set my knees on his biceps and sat on his chest pinning him down. All he did was laugh at me, his twisted little laugh that only made me angrier.

"You really think you can beat me, Leena?"

"This isn't about beating you! Do you not understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?! You're an asshole! You're my best friend, my brother!"

"MAYBE I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FUCKING BROTHER!" He screamed.

I was taken aback by his outburst. "Dean...don't...don't fucking do this ok? Please don't do this. You mean a lot to me and you have to understand that i can't-"

His strong hands grabbed my face and pulled it to his. "You mean way too fucking much to me. Like i've never been in love but-"

"No! You're not in love with me!" I shoved his hands away and removed myself from on top his body. "You're Dean Ambrose! All you do is whore around and get drunk and fight and smoke. You don't fall in love with girls, you use them. Stop lying to me!"

"I'm not fucking lying to you! You think i want to feel this way? After 28 fucking years of living I didn't want to change the way I am. Yet I'm over here taking care of your ass and trying to track down who hurt you, buying you shit to make you feel better, defending you, wanting to protect you, wanting to stay in bed with you all day, kick back a few beers and smoke and just chill. What the hell does that mean, huh?!" he yelled.

"It means you're a damn good friend and that's all you ever will be to me." the words escaped my lips before I could stop them. I instantly regretted saying them as I could see the hurt in his eyes. Emotions other than angry or psychotic wasn't really something I was used to seeing with him. Hell, even when he made me laugh it was still a surprise to me. He had opened up to me, I knew that much, and i had crushed him. But i had to. It was the right thing to do.

Dean charged towards me, pressing my body to the wall. "Tell me right now that you don't feel anything for me Leena. TELL ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

I swallowed hard and tried to avoid his gaze. I had to bring myself to tell him something he didn't want to hear. I wasn't going to make the same mistake I made with Jeff. Even though I didn't want to hurt either of them I was still with Roman and Seth. I vowed to be a better girlfriend to them. "I-i... I don't..."

"You want to feel me inside you, Lee. You told me yourself. You had that dream for a reason, didn't you? You want to tie me up and make me yours, tease me as much as you want me to tease you. You want to push me over the edge. Test our boundaries together..."

"That was just a fantasy, Jon..." His body tensed in front of me when I said his real name. it wasn't something he was used to. It was something that alerted him that I was serious. "I have fantasies about a lot of people. My boyfriends, some unobtainable ladies, celebrities. It's just a thing that people do. I don't..." I took a deep breath and sighed. "i don't have feelings for you."

He slammed his fist into the wall beside my head, making me flinch. I looked at the hole that could've been my face and stared back at him. "You're fucking lying! Lying, LEENA!"

"I am not!"I gripped his shoulders tightly, trying to get him to see. But i couldn't bring myself to repeat it again. Maybe I was lying...at least just a little."Please Jon...I'm sorry. I need you still. I don't want you to be mad at me. I love it when we hang out and goof around and have fun together. it means a lot to me, especially when people are coming after me and wrecking my shit. Don't go..."

His breaths were hard and erratic but he didn't say anything. He pulled away from me and headed towards the door. I reached out to him but didn't dare myself to follow. His head disappearing behind the closed door was the last thing I saw of him.

"Hey sweetheart, we're back!" Seth said as he entered the hotel room. I hadn't moved from my spot against the wall since Dean had left. I just sat there, puffing away at the last few smokes he had in his pack-he'd left his jeans behind. It would piss them off, I knew that much, but to be honest I needed to calm my nerves.

"You ok?" Roman was by my side instantly, smoothing my hair back and examining my tear stained face. "Did something happen?"

"Where's Dean? He was supposed to be watching you! That fucking-...Wait, did he hurt you?"

"Of course not." I said. "I'm just not handling everything that's been going on real well. I'm a strong woman, I know that. But I can only handle so much before I break. And to be quite honest I haven't handled things well since my mom died."

Seth sat by me and took my hand."Everyone's a little exhausted over what's been going on. I don't blame you. You look like you could use something good right about now."

"Yeah, can we do anything to make you feel better?" Roman asked.

I chuckled and rested my head back against the wall. "Oh man...a good fuck would be nice. Maybe it'll recharge my batteries and get me ready to tape Smackdown tonight. Make it hurt."

Seth and Roman exchanged glances, unsure of how exactly to respond. There was a bit of silence before I heard a low chuckle from Seth. "I could always use another workout."

"Get on the bed then," Roman smirked before shoving me forward. I tossed my shirt off as I got up and made my way to the plush mattress.

"You don't have to tell me twice."

Damn did Seth know how to make it hurt. He didn't spend that much time stretching my ass before he made his way in. At first I could hardly stand it, even with the pile of lube he used. It was harsh and agonizing but fuck did it make me forget about everything. Roman liked to match Seth's thrusts by driving himself into me full force. All I could bare to do was hold onto his shoulders while they rocked themselves inside me. I felt so full and happy even if it was just for a short amount of time. I licked my lips as another moan escaped from me. Roman was digging his nails into his hips, spurring me on further while Seth sank his teeth into the back of my neck. He sucked harshly making sure to leave his mark in my dark skin.

"Who's a good little slut?" Seth growled as his hands joined Roman's on my hips.

I chuckled and reached back to grip his hair tightly. "I'm not your fucking slut, Seth. You're my slut. Doing whatever I tell you to..."

"Our girl's got a mouth on her, Seth." Roman commented before sliding out of me. I clutched at him wanting to feel his cock deep inside me again. He pulled away and got on his knees in front of me.

Seth shoved me down so that Roman's cock was now in my face. "Teach her a lesson then. I want to hear her gagging on you."

Seth's thrusts only sped up as he pulled my arms back firmly behind me. I was helpless against Roman's invasion of my mouth. My purple locks were fisted tightly in his beefy hand as he kept me close. I couldn't pull away and had to force my mouth around his girth. I could feel his head scratch against the back of my throat and the tears welled up in my eyes. He wasted no time plowing his hips back and forth, shoving himself deeper into my mouth. I swallowed around him sucking as best as I could, feeling him throb within my hot mouth.

Seth was no different. His thrusts were becoming erratic and I could feel him getting closer to the edge. I wanted to scream his name out loud; I couldn't wait to feel his load inside me. Instead I scratched at his forearms and moaned around Roman until his hot seed filled me to the brim. Seth added another bite to the collection of marks that was growing across my shoulder blades. His growl rang in my ears and I clenched my empty walls in response. Though as if he read my mind, Seth lowered himself between my thighs and lapped at my dripping sex, circling the tip of his tongue around my clit. He still held my hands in his own; all I could do was rock my hips to try and keep him closer.

Roman's deep grey eyes were pinned on me from above. I dared to look up at him only to feel my cheeks flush bright pink. The look on his face was pure satisfaction-he loved seeing his cock slide in and out of me. He licked his lips and let out a soft groan. "Damn baby girl, everything about you feels so damn good."

"She tastes fucking good too." Seth said before suckling on my clit. Deep, harsh sucks that made me burst into his mouth. I groaned around Roman's cock, the vibrations traveling up his shaft. His eyes rolled back into his head as he exploded straight down my throat. I tried to swallow it all down but some escaped down my chin. He pulled out slowly finally letting me get a few gulps a breath air in. He laid back on the bed, resting his head on his hands behind him. Seth finally let go of my hands and let me support myself above him. He gave my ass a hard slap and chuckled.

"Did we fuck your brains out well enough?"

"Always, baby." I sat on his chest but leaned over to gave Ro a kiss. He licked the little bit of cum I had on my chin, tasting himself. "Hmm...wait...what time is it?"

Roman looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. "Four. Why-"

"Fuck!" We all said. Smackdown's practice was in an hour.