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That evening during Raw, it was all Roman could do not to think constantly about Lucy. His mind kept wandering back to their lunch, laughing with her and explaining the different kinds of sushi. He remembered his heart racing as Lucy once again grabbed his hand walking back to their hotel; and only agreeing to leave her after getting her phone number and quick kiss goodbye.
"Hey, big dog, we're on in ten" Dean said from across the locker room all three men shared, not looking up from taping his wrist.
Standing up and shaking his head, willing his mind to focus, Roman walked over to where Seth was dumping a water bottle over his head and proceeded to do the same.
"You good, man?" Seth asked, discarding the now empty bottle and rolling into a handstand to loosen up. "You've definitely seemed a bit…distracted since you got back from seeing Lucy."
Roman flipped back his dripping locks and nodded his head, giving Seth a small smile.
"I'm better than good. Over lunch, Lucy told me she lives in Tampa."
Dean walked over to join the two men and lightly punched Roman on the shoulder.
"That's awesome, Ro" he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet and punching the air in front of him.
"Totally," Seth agreed, returning to standing position, "but is that all that's going on up there?" he asked, tapping Roman's temple and raising a skeptical eyebrow.
Roman let out a sigh and shook his head, knowing he could never keep anything from his brothers.
"Before we went out, things got a little heated" Roman said, purposely avoiding eye contact with either man. He knew he was being stupid, that he could tell these two anything without judgment, but he felt idiotic to be getting so worked up over what was really just kissing.
"Heated like…" Dean trailed off, raising his hands towards Roman's chest and making a grabbing motion, a puckish smile on his face.
"Dear god, Dean, one day I will teach you the meaning of the word tact," Seth said, though his voice did little to hide the laugh within it. He reached over and shoved Dean gently before turning to Roman with a straight face.
"Nothing like that," Roman answered, growing more embarrassed by the second. He rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck before continuing. "We kissed for a bit and before I knew it, we were laying on her bed and my hands were all over her. I might have enjoyed it a bit too much, and there's no way she could have missed it. I mean," he continued, raising his eyebrows and nodding towards his lower half "-it was obvious."
"I'm sure you have nothing to worry about," Dean said sympathetically, "and, hey? Maybe it's not a bad thing. At least she knows she turns you on. That's something."
"Yeah, I guess so." Roman said, shrugging, "I just don't want her to feel like that's the only reason I want her around, you know? Like I'm just a slime ball who picks up a girl in every city we go to."
"Rome, for your first date, you brought her to meet the two people in the world who know every embarrassing thing about you," Seth said, grabbing Roman's shoulders and forcing him to look him in the eye. "I don't know about you, but that doesn't exactly scream quick bang to me, and I highly doubt it will to Lucy. Give her some credit, dude."
"Alright guys, as much as I'm digging this love fest, we've got some asses to kick so Roman can go back and nail his girl," Dean said, moving to open the door. Just as Roman was opening his mouth to reply, Dean turned around and laughed. "It was joke. C'mon, anyone can see you're a great guy."
Giving both his brothers a grateful smile, Roman followed as Seth and Dean walked out of the room.
Let's hope she thinks so.
The door to Lucy's hotel room opened almost immediately after Roman's first knock.
"Well, hello there!" she greeted, smiling up at him. She pulled the door open wider, allowing him come in. "I'm glad you got the pajama memo." Lucy was wearing a pair of navy and pink striped pajama pants and a matching pink tank top.
Roman was wearing a pear of red gym shorts and simple black tank top, and decided to go barefoot, seeing as he was only travelling across a hallway.
"Yep," he grinned, shutting the door behind both of them. "I only left off my bunny slippers. Figured that was more of a fifth date type thing."
"Well, doesn't that sound adorable," Lucy giggled and walked over to the bed closest to the window. She hopped onto it and sat crossed legged.
You're adorable.
"I brought us some ice cream," Roman said, holding up the paper grocery bag in his hand, "I didn't know what you'd like so I got a bunch."
He walked over to the small refrigerator by the television and placed the bag inside.
"I guess we both had food on the brain," Lucy said as Roman walked back towards her. She nodded her head toward the table. "I ordered Philly cheesesteaks from the place around the corner. Do you like them?"
Roman smiled and sat next to her on the bed.
"Love 'em," he said, "should we eat now and then watch the movie or eat while we watch?"
"Hmmm. Let's eat and watch!" Lucy said, jumping up and heading over to table. She opened up the bag of sandwiches and began to unwrap them.
"Alright, sounds good" Roman said, going over to the table and grabbing plates. He took the sandwiches from her and placed each one on a plate. "Did you have a movie on your mind?"
"How about Clue? I saw one of the channels advertising it was going to come on in a few minutes" Lucy replied as she grabbed her sandwich and settled back down on the bed. She scooted up so her back was against the headboard and her food balanced on her lap.
"I've never seen it," Roman stated, climbing into the bed next to Lucy and mirrored the way she was sitting. When his arm brushed up against Lucy's, he skin tingled. "Is it any good?"
Lucy stared at Roman for a second, her eyes lighting up and her mouth slightly open in surprise.
"Seriously? It's my favorite movie. Of all time" she finally replied, an excited smile growing on her face.
"Awesome," Roman said, returning her enthusiasm, "I can't wait to watch it, then."
For the next hour and a half, Roman and Lucy ate and watched the film, enjoying each other's company immensely. After they finished eating, Roman boldly placed his arm around Lucy's shoulder, his heart pounding wildly. She smiled shyly up at him with a gleam in her eye and snuggled into his side, draping her arm over his mid section and resting her head against his shoulder. He released a relieved breath and lowered his arm a bit so that his hand gripped her waist. Roman returned his attention to the movie, enjoying the closeness. The two watched the rest of the movie that way, Roman absolutely loving the feeling of Lucy's stomach vibrating against him every time she laughed. When the credits started to roll, Lucy reached across Roman and grabbed the remote from next to him. She turned off the television and shifted so she could look at Roman.
"So, what did you think?" she asked him, her eyes wide and an inquisitive look on her face. "About the movie, I mean."
"It was great! Really funny. How have I never seen that one before?" Roman answered, looking down at her and smiling. I could get used to this.
"You must live under a rock" she teased.
Roman got a devilish look on his face and wiggled his fingers into Lucy's sides. Just as he'd hoped, she instantly squirmed and started laughing like crazy.
"Okay, okay," she cried out, between gasps for air. "I take it back!"
Roman relented his tickling and settled on his back, sliding down the bed so that his head was lying on the pillow. He bent his left arm back so it was propping up his head under the pillow, while the right remained around Lucy's waist.
"Speaking of living," he said, an earlier thought popping into his head, "I was wondering about something."
"Okay, shoot" Lucy replied.
"You said you live in Tampa earlier" Roman began, and Lucy nodded her agreement. "What brings you to be staying in a hotel in Orlando? Anything special?"
"I'm a writer for a magazine called Living the Local Life based around the Bay Area," Lucy said, moving her upper body so her chin rested against Roman's chest as they spoke, "and the staff for the Orlando edition was short handed this week."
"That's so cool," Roman said, absentmindedly running his fingers through Lucy's soft curls. "What kind of articles do you write?"
"Well, it really depends week to week" Lucy continued, letting her fingers trace over the tattoo on Roman's bicep. It sent a shiver through his body. "Sometimes I cover new restaurant openings, art festivals, concerts, anything culture related."
"Interesting…" Roman said "So I guess if I wanted to, you know, hypothetically take out a girl for a fancy date night back home, you'd know just the place?" he asked, smiling wide.
Lucy returned his smile, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, and nodded.
"Yeah, I could probably help you out there" she answered.
"Awesome," he replied, "because, not to shoot myself in the foot here, but I am absolutely hopeless when it comes to the whole dating thing."
As soon as it came out of his mouth, Roman inwardly cringed. I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to say that to the girl you're attempting to romance. Idiot. Luckily, Lucy didn't seem to be phased by it, or at least she didn't show it.
"That makes two of us," she said, her smile dropping momentarily and her face turning thoughtful. As soon as Roman was about to panic, her face lit up again. "You could've fooled me, though. Meeting your friends, Thai food, a ridiculous amount of ice cream. I'm starting to feel spoiled."
Roman's stomach did a flip-flop.
"I'm glad you've been having fun," Roman said, bringing his left hand down from his head to meet his other around Lucy's back, effectively drawing her closer to him. "I really like spending time with you," he finished, his voice dropping a bit and a seriousness coming over his face. "I want you know, Lucy. I guess I just kind of blew this notion away, but," Roman stumbled over his words, suddenly very nervous. "I-um. I don't do this-" he pointed his finger back and forth between the two of them, "a lot."
Lucy's face turned contemplative, and she looked almost…relieved.
"That's definitely good to hear," she said, exhaling as she spoke. "It's been a while for me, too. I imagine for you guys it's pretty tough. Travelling around and all that."
"Yeah, it does make for a challenge" Roman agreed, debating on saying what he really wanted to next. In for a penny, in for a pound, I guess. "By the way, when I said 'not a lot', what I really mean is never. As in, I never date. At all" he finished, his heart beat going crazy at this point. Roman wasn't used to making himself so vulnerable.
"Really?" Lucy asked, her face suddenly unreadable. She was quiet for a moment, and suddenly she sat up slowly. "I hope you don't think I'm expecting anything. I mean, I've had a wonderful couple days getting to know you," she was speaking quickly, avoiding his eyes, "but if you're not comfortable with this sort of thing, I understa-"
"Oh god, Lucy, no" Roman interrupted, sitting up too now, so he could look her in the eye. "That's not what I meant at all." He ran his fingers through his hair, giving them both a moment to calm down. Overcome with the urge to comfort her, Roman took both of Lucy's hands in his and waited until she looked up at him.
"I told you, I'm terrible at this," he said with a half smile, earning a light chuckle from Lucy. "What I was trying to say is, I have never tried this with anyone since I've joined the business. I've never let myself get close enough to anyone to put any effort into a relationship. I know we've only just met, but" he took a deep breath before he continued, "I feel something when I'm with you. Like I've known you for a long time."
"I feel it too, Roman," Lucy said quietly, staring deep into his eyes. "I felt it almost immediately. I was so happy when you came knocking on my door last night. I was debating doing the same thing," she confessed.
Roman's smile brightened, and he pulled her back down so she was laying on top of him again.
"So, remember how I told you I had next week off?" Roman asked, and Lucy nodded. "I'm going to be home for that time, and I'll be seeing my parents one of those days, but I was wondering if you'd like to spend some time together?"
"Absolutely" Lucy answered, her features glowing now. "I would love that. I mean, if you're not sick of me by the end of this week."
"Something tells me that's not going to happen," Roman said, rubbing his thumb against the skin of her lower back that was exposed. She felt so soft to his touch.
For a few moments, the two of them just stared at one another with their eyes locked. Both of them were breathing heavily, taking in the emotional conversation. Roman was positive Lucy could hear his heart pounding, and he didn't miss the flush taking over her.
He watched as her eyes fluttered to his lips, her pupils dilating. She looked back up to his eyes and studied them, biting her lip. Taking her cue, Roman reached his hand to stroke her cheek and dragged his thumb softly along her bottom lip. Lucy closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, letting out a contented sigh.
Roman used the arm around Lucy to pull her even closer to him, and leaned his head forward to press his lips against hers, and his hand slid into her hair instinctively. She let out a tiny surprised sound, but didn't hesitate in kissing him back. A groan from deep in Roman's chest escaped as he felt her tongue against the seam of his lips, and he opened his mouth for her to explore. Lucy was kissing him passionately now, definitely taking control, but Roman had no problem with that. Her lips were so warm and soft; it was making him almost dizzy. He slid his hand under the hem of her shirt, exploring the flesh of her back and hips. She was so silky soft everywhere and he couldn't get enough. Roman felt Lucy running her hand under the top of his tank top, her fingers sending sparks against the muscles in his chest.
She moved her lower body so she was straddling his hips now, pressing up against his growing erection. She let out a hum approval, digging her nails slightly into his skin. Reluctantly, she drew back from the kiss and they both took in a huge breath of fresh air. Lucy rested her forehead against Roman's, her deep breaths ghosting over his face. Roman looked up at the beautiful girl above him, and he felt like his whole body was on fire.
Lucy sat up and, with a spark in her eye and not a bit of hesitation, lifted her shirt off over her head. She threw it to the floor next to the bed and looked back at Roman, waiting for a reaction.
Roman took in a sharp breath, his eyes now at half-mast. She looked so picturesque, sitting on top of him in her white lacey bra. He ran his fingers up and down her sides, his gaze smoldering. Lucy reached forward and slid her hand up his shirt, caressing his abs.
"So beautiful…" he murmured, slowly exploring her stomach with his hands, her skin warm and smooth to the touch.
"Quid pro quo, Mister Reigns" she said, cocking her eyebrow and smiling at him expectantly.
Letting out a small laugh, Roman sat up and raised his arms in the air, giving her a big grin and an equally expectant stare.
Lucy shook her head and giggled, then reached forward and grasped the edge of his tank, pulling it up and over his head, throwing it on top of hers on the floor. Lucy ran her eyes up and down his bare torso, a hungry look on her face. She reached out a timid hand and traced the intricate artwork on Roman's chest, while he simply took in the sight before him and enjoyed the feeling of Lucy's hands. Roman closed his eyes and relished the sensations for a moment, letting out a few low noises of approval.
When his eyes opened, they were met with Lucy's boring into him. Not able to resist any longer, he sat up and wrapped his arms around her and turned them over so she was underneath him. He made himself comfortable between her legs and bent down to lay a kiss on the side of her neck.
"Mmm, yeah, right there" she whispered breathlessly. He growled and kissed her sensitive skin with more fervor, loving the taste of her on his tongue. Roman could tell there was going to be a bruise from the way his was attacking her, but from the sounds she was making Lucy wasn't too concerned. He continued lay hot, open mouth kisses along the point where neck met her shoulder. Growing bolder, Roman nipped the flesh with his teeth, which caused a gasp from Lucy before he placed a light kiss over it to soothe the area. She rocked her hips up into his and sunk her nails into his back.
Roman placed small kisses up her neck, along her jawline and found his way back into her mouth. She grabbed ahold of his muscular back and pulled him impossibly closer, meeting his kiss hungrily. Roman thrusts his hips up against hers and slid his hands around her back, finding the clasp to her bra. He drew back from the kiss, looking into her eyes for any sign of hesitation.
"Go for it, Ro" she said, her emerald eyes glowing with anticipation. Roman's heart fluttered at the term of endearment and reached down to give her a simple, sweet kiss as he unhooked her bra and pulled it off, adding it to the growing pile.
Her breasts were absolutely perfect, soft, pale round flesh and pink nipples, hard both from arousal and the sudden burst of air. Roman kissed the space between the two before he took her left nipple in her mouth, teasing the right with his fingers. Lucy let out a moan, arching her back towards him. Roman gave her right breast the same treatment with his mouth, sucking on her nipple and flicking it with his tongue. Lucy continued to mewl and writhe beneath him.
"So" He said, peppering kisses down her stomach between each word, "fucking. Gorgeous." Roman stopped his ministrations for a second and looked up at her, steel eyes melting into green. "I mean it, Lucy. You are the most stunning woman I have ever seen."
Lucy turned pink, a blush going from her cheeks all the way through to her chest.
"Not so bad yourself there, handsome" she said quietly, a gaze full of sincerity on her face. The air between them was thick, and for a moment everything stilled as Roman and Lucy stared at one another.
Roman could feel a spark hanging in the air. A spark that felt not quite like love, but at the same time, not unlike it.
"However," Lucy broke the silence, a lighter tone to her voice. "I think we're uneven again. You have far too many clothes on."
"Technically," he said, looking down at himself and back at her "we are even. We're both topless" he finished, smiling smugly.
"Just take your pants off, smart ass," Lucy said, playfully smacking at his chest.
"So bossy," he said with a grin, standing up off of the bed and sliding his shorts off and tossing them to the side.
Lucy's eyes raked over his body and lingered a bit over Roman's tight grey boxer briefs, doing very little to hide the bulge beneath them. Roman fidgeted for a moment, suddenly feeling self conscious under her scrutiny.
Never breaking eye contact with him, Lucy slowly raised her hips and tugged at her pants, sliding them down. Roman groaned and grabbed them as they reached her knees, pulling them the rest of the way down and tossed them away.
Her white lace panties were sheer and left very little to the imagination. Both of them were breathing heavily now, and Roman got back onto the bed, climbing over her body slowly and claimed her mouth in a searing kiss. Their mouths were more animalistic this time, both tongues battling for dominance. Roman's hand found Lucy's breast again and pinched her nipple between his fingers, causing her moan into his mouth and grab a handful of his impressive erection through his underwear.
"Holy crap," she breathed out shakily, as he moved kiss her neck again and gently thrust into the palm of her hand. He moaned loudly as she moved her hand up and down his length, and his hand travelled from her breasts slowly down her stomach and left thigh right up to the edge of her panties. He ran his fingers over the soft fabric and felt that it was soaking wet. He placed a final gentle kiss on her collarbone and lifted his head so he could look her in the eye.
"God, you're so wet," he said in a husky tone as he slipped a finger inside and ran it up and down her folds, groaning at the feeling, "is that all for me, baby?"
She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded, pushing her hips up in a silent plea for more, stroking his still covered cock faster as she did so. Happy to grant her wish, Roman ran his finger up and down her a few more times before finding her sensitive nub and brushing his thumb across it.
"Oh my god, Roman" Lucy cried out and threw her head back, and did she ever look beautiful falling apart for him. His confidence growing, Roman continued his assault on her clit and brought his other hand down to place a finger inside her warm channel. She felt so tight and warm around his finger, Roman thought he might come just at that.
"Fuck, you're so good at that," she panted, abandoning her stroke to grip frantically at the sheets beneath them. Roman paid no attention to the twitch his cock gave, his only goal in this moment to bring her to release. He added a second finger and thrust them both in and out repeatedly, not relenting on her clit. "I'm close, I'm so close, I'm going to come baby," she said erratically, as he sped up his thumb and his fingers began to thrust deeper and harder.
"Let go for me, sweetheart. Let me hear those beautiful sounds," he said, his eyes never leaving her face for fear of missing the moment. His words must have pushed her over the edge because suddenly her walls were tightening around him and his hands were flooded.
"Roman! YES! Oh, god, Roman!" she screamed through her climax, clearly unaware or uncaring of the people in the room heard her or not. After she came down, she opened her eyes and stared into Roman's.
He slowly lifted his hands and licked them clean, his eyes rolling at the sweet taste of her. She grabbed at his head and brought him up to her for a sensual kiss. Their kisses were softer and sweeter this time, and Roman felt her hands all over his stomach and back, exploring every inch of him.
As they continued to make out for a few minutes, Roman felt Lucy's hand go into his underwear and grab his rock hard member. He moaned at the contact and Lucy started to stroke him fervently. He bucked and groaned, their kisses turned sloppy, and Roman knew he wasn't going to last long. She started to stroke him faster, breaking away from their lip lock to kiss along his chest and shoulders.
"Lucy, baby, oh my-" his words were fragmented, his brain getting cloudy, "just like that. Fuck! Oh my god, yes." Lucy stroked him faster and twisted her wrist around his head. She kissed her way up to his hear and licked around the shell.
"Come for me, Superman" she whispered, her breath hot on his ear and neck. The stimulation was all too much for him and Roman came with a roar, his hot come shooting out in big spurts as she stroked him through his release. For a second his vision turned white.
When the aftershocks wore off, he bent down and gave Lucy a peck on the nose before rolling onto the bed next to her. The two of them stayed that way for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the euphoria. Roman finally got up and went into the bathroom to clean himself off. He decided to leave his now sticky briefs on the pile of clothes and just pull his shorts on. He grabbed Lucy's pants and tank and handed them to her.
"Thanks" she smiled and slipped the tank over head. She too decided to remove her soaked panties and slip her pants on, causing Roman to give a small groan at the sight. "Easy tiger," she laughed, causing him to blush and laugh as well, "so…ice cream?"
"Yeah!" he nodded, enthusiastically. As she got up to go to the refrigerator, Roman caught her hand and pulled her into him. "That was absolutely amazing," he said, his tone genuine. He smoothed her hair away from her face and got lost in her eyes for the millionth time that night.
I am falling so hard for you.
"It really was incredible. Just like you" she said, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him lightly. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out one of the small containers.
"Ooh, chocolate caramel swirl. My favorite," Lucy grinned and opened the lid, grabbing two spoons off of the counter. "Sound good?"
"Perfect," Roman replied dreamily, talking about much more than the dessert.
After the two had finished eating, Roman crawled into bed with Lucy and gathered her up into his arms. He flipped the light off and the two talked for a while, until all Roman heard from Lucy was her gentle breathing. Smiling to himself, he drew the covers up over both them and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. After a few moments, Roman drifted off to a warm, blissful sleep, completely wrapped around Lucy.