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We Own The Night - Seth Rollins Smut

A/N: Stressed Seth and Reader take drugs and forget about the world to Dance Gavin Dance. Written in the perspective of being high. Drug use and mentions of anxiety. GIF not mine ; Listen to the song here ! <3

♫Forget my jealously You swallowed the demons on your own♫

You never saw yourself doing hardcore drugs in a million years. Everything about it just made the instinct say no. The side effects, the way it tore people's lives into halves..It wasn't a risk you wanted to take. But this....was needed. This was earned. Besides - it wasn’t like you were getting doped up on the street with Brian Griffin. You were with the man who had your life, who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. He was laying beside you with a deep glaze of darkness that wrote 'high as fuck' in all caps that steamed into his melted fudge eyes to the long spirals of his hair sprawled across his face like a dry mop.

♫Stomp that feeling, your puke is a mutant Can’t think of who did this, well I grew stupid♫

His bronze greek crafted physique was the only thing you could see in the graphite sheets that inspired a black hole sensation making you feel like you were balancing on thin air. You felt like you were floating just above the thermosphere on a wicked cold cloud with the only thing keeping you grounded being a subtle tingling sensation against your leg. Maybe it was just his lapping over yours - but that'd be the easy answer. Your brain was screaming giant eel, but you were too high to care either way.

♫ Say accidents happen, it’s admirable acting

Flicking the back of your ear with my finger ♫

Your attention was on smile across his face that you never saw before. It wasn’t one of those fake smiles he put on for the kicks nor the solid hoax he put one in response to you asking if he was okay. This - was as genuine as the night. How much you'd give to see him like this all the time..for him to as happy as he was now everyday..it’s a shame how much the law demonizes drugs. 

♫Separate is the way though, no second is the place though Just fake it through the day and the night is your god.♫

His body folded to press his nose against the smooth white desk beside you, lined with alleys of the devil’s snow. His eyelids laid shut in anticipation, his nose inhaling the dusk in one quick motion, leaving no other evidence other than the small residue marking his nose. “Heh, fuck” His ash and sandpaper voice groaned. The TV wasn't even on yet all you could hear when he spoke was Grover form Sesame Street. His voice was already raspy as it was without the drugs and the crank only enhanced it. The sound wasn't bad and if you weren’t high you’d enjoy the harmonic sounds however in this moment, it was too cringey to bear. "Shhh" your finger faintly pressed against his lips but you felt ear. At least your vision manageable or else you would've start digging for gold. His voice croaked as a laugh in response. "Whatever...girl..." that smile again. 

♫ Let your hair down have one more round Drink til you believe it Sloppy kisses, dirty wishes Baby, this is living ♫

Deep down there was hope that this wouldn't ruin his career. Its hard policy with the crank. But that hard policy is what lead him here in the first place. The constant spotlight, the immense workouts, you could tell he was getting frantic. But, the rest of the world's thoughts came later. Now, it was trippy vision, pure relaxation and post-hardcore. "I...I feel like I'm alone right now" his dreary voice stuttered, leading him on top of you - his weight hitting you like the weight a fat baby but still with the presence of its delicacy. He wasn’t holding back. His velvet hands smoothed across your arm until it stopped just in the crease, the pricky tip of a needle replacing his hand. There was a sudden rock in your stomach that spewed fumes of anxiety that you didn’t feel with the crank. Guess you did need another dose. “It’ll only just be a second babygirl...don’t worry...I got you” his scratchy voice consoled, waiting for you to nod your head in permission before continuing. Sure he was high out of his, but at least he was still compassionate. before piercing your skin with the sharp needle and wasting the toxin into your stream. if only you were stable enough for pain. once all the fluid was drained, he released, tossing away the syringe and cupping your chin in his hands. You shared grins - societies renegade druggies.

♫Get up off the wall come on get down get down Give into moment and live now live now♫

It wasn’t long till you felt the effect kick in - your body shivering under him as waves of nirvana poured into your veins. No wonder people get hooked on this shit. It was a feeling like nothing other - but you were strong. And it was only this one time. Right? "That's my girl" he purred his breath the gin to your tonic, the aurora he gave off better than the drugs.  “Yknow, I heard this shit is good for the relationship stuff... and yknow it's hard. So many people fuckin' watching and telling me how to love.." You heard his words loud and clear and even digested every word he said. A response though - you'd have to take a rain check. All you felt like saying was "koala" and didn't know why. Seth noticed and with the subtle drag his tongue glided across his bottom lip in desire for your own, your lips connected, the taste of him was the same as yours but a bit sweeter.

♫I have the heart of a coward Here in my arms is exactly where I want you We own the night♫

The kiss was during with no form yet tumbles of passion found. He got on top of you yet weightless. The gray cloth of his sweatpants hoovering above you was like a weightless kite. His warm lips touched your neck sparking instant sensuality and to the beat of Tillian’s voice your bodies moved ships that clashed into the swivels of the duvet. “You want it ?...As much as I do?” he gasped in between kisses, his lazy body rested into the crook of your neck - his breath panting against your skin almost comparable to the smack of air you fell when entering Walmart.

♫Say accidents happen, it’s admirable acting

Flicking the back of your ear with my finger♫

“I...I want it as much as you do” The words didn’t feel like it came from your mouth. For all you knew - you were a cloud carrying all the hippies of South Central through the sky. And maybe you’d be one of those clouds who look like something legible. Before you could think more you felt his wet lips grasp loosely at your skin. The subtle tingles it left was no match for its real life counterpart. This, was like snake kisses. “You taste so good” he mummered as he suckled on your neck. Who knew the taste of skin would be enjoyable..Maybe it was the perfume. "Yeah?" Hypothetical yet out of your mouth like butter. "Yeah" his dry voice purred in confirmation. If only the words were “Okay” the two of you  would’ve been a perfect spin off to The Fault in Our Stars.

♫See you in battle; your boat is my paddle Your life is my business; your plaque on my wall♫

And if the two of you were stars - boy would there be many faults. But you shined together and only for each other. That’s what mattered. The feeling of Seth’s persusaive tongue, his hands grabbing at your body in complete desire, the aching warmness that began building between your legs...Everything going on began to become so intense and you could feel small moans breathing through your lungs as if it was your breath. "Shhh...baby...you just squaked" Seth cooed giggling under his breath, his finger dragging your lips just as you did. Is that sound you made? You were thinking if it was so much you couldn’t even remember. If only anxiety could be this peaceful in real life. “I got you baby girl...it’s okay”. He was still chucking about it yet you still got the message that it was your cue to relax and let be, let be. You owned the night.

♫I need poison mitigate my pain Feel my toes go golden up in flames Give me false hope in my veins Tranquilize and modify my brain♫

The bare air invaded your skin vulnerable skin as your clothes fell to the beside to the mercy of Seth’s finger pads. His honey dripped body hovered over you like smooth molasses, his aching erection rubbing gliding across your clit giving you chills. A suave hiss slipped from his lips in response to feeling his tip meet your sensitive place, his velvety hand cupping the side of your cheek. By the look in his devilish eyes you could tell he was ready, and you only returned the look. His hips lined up perfectly against yours, his fat cock smoothing into your hole giving you instant sensations at the feeling of being filled. With the high the was no space for pain, but only the immense pleasure you felt from him hips bucking into yours, and his dick filling your walls. “Oh fuck” you breathed, hiking your back and clutching onto his forearms. It was like an all in one sex toy. Everything was twice as hard, twice a deep, all the things you begged him for in normal circumstances. Everything was so intense...and it was amazing. He was writhed with pleasure too by his facial expression twitching trying to find the right way to express itself at the warm tightness of you that sent him into ecstasy.

♫Where did I go wrong? There's nothing I can do the thrill is gone So I play these nervous songs Pretend that I’m not barely hanging on♫

Like steam blowing gently at the boulders your stomach built - you felt another high approaching the one you were already hugged inside. With each pulse and twitch his hard dick writhed through you - you could feel he was going there too.

"Good girl..good girl" he rambled on as his aggression increased, your body bouncing with each thrust he gave.  "My precious little angel...Oh my fuck I need you...I love you...” You could fell his emotions pour out into the cup of escasty, that you took a long gulp of, your orgasm erupting and releasing like little small volcanoes. The highs you shared spoke for itself - Seth collapsing on top of you, and your own body in itself as you laid restlestly in the duvet. 

♫ And medicate Medicate Medicate me all night long♫

That high was over but you still were consumed. It was just added pleasure into the pool of divine you were bathing in. You could tell Seth felt the same way as he fell back into his previous position, right beside you, only his half of his body was now sprawled out on top of yours carelessly. He turned his head to look at you - a crooked yet soft smile across his lips. “Yknow - I’m seeing stuff n’ shit right now but..we’re - we’re in this together...Forever”. Each of Seth's words were dragged by the grasp of his weary voice yet you could tell it was genuine. All the words he wanted to say all this time came out.