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a-random-pillow · 1 month ago

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Let our past in

Characters: Jey Uso, Cody Rhodes, Roman Reigns, Jimmy Uso, mentioned Solo Sikoa

Ships: Cody/Roman

Summary: Jey sees something in Cody’s eyes he never wanted or expected love for his cousin.

AO3: Let Our Past In - A_Random_Pillow - World Wrestling Entertainment [Archive of Our Own]

Jey had gone to Cody’s bus as soon as he escaped his family, it felt like the only safe place he could go in the whole arena.

He couldn't stay he had to get out.

Jey could barely recognize Solo when they finally meet again face to face, brother to brother.

That grumpy but well-meaning kid seemed to have disappeared replaced by a boy trying to replicate the person he the most admired and who haunted their nightmares. Jey had felt like a complete failure in that moment, he had helped bring Solo into the Bloodline he let Roman dig his claws into his little brother, to push wedges between them and break them down. Jey had escaped but his biggest regret was leaving Solo. Jey isn’t sure how he would have convinced Solo to leave with him, but he would do anything to save him.

After that he had run into Jimmy and Roman which was a whole different kind of painful. He could tell neither of them really changed, not deep down, Roman still didn’t understand what being The Tribal Chief actually meant, and Jimmy still thought the best of their cousin.

So, he had jogged to Cody’s bus to find the other champion doing his last preparations for his appearance. He had welcomed Jey with open arms, told him to hold down the fort until he gets back. Jey had smiled and laughed along; he missed Cody, a painful amount.

The man had taken a chance on him after he left the Bloodline and even though Cody says that there is no and never was a debt Jey still wants to make it up to Cody… and he sure as hell isn’t making it up to the man by drinking some of his whiskey but Jey had a long night, he’ll pay him back later.

Jey turns on the TV sitting in one of the many comfortable chairs before turning on the small TV to watch the show.

Cody does his best to make The Crown Jewel title seem interesting but Jey knows the other man well, he can tell he kinda thinks this is this stupid.

Jey isn’t really worried about Cody in the upcoming Crown Jewel match, for one it isn’t for titles and for two Jey is pretty sure Cody doesn’t actually feel pain (he never stops fighting). He’ll be okay.

Soon after the segment ends Cody returns to his bus and settles next to Jey. He doesn’t bring up his family, they just chat about whatever. Conversation with Cody had always been easy like that.

“How is Rhea? Is she treating you right?” Questions Cody, a smile on his face.

“Yeah, uce, she’s good but we’re taking it slow. Ya know, championships and evil exes.”

Cody nods a kind smile on his face as he says

“You can always some talk to me”

Jey nods, Sami also told him that but it’s nice to hear it again.

They chat more before Jey hears the beginning of Roman’s music. They both turn to look at the TV that had otherwise been ignoring. Roman was facing off with Solo in the ring, which wasn’t surprising they both heard that Roman wanted to acknowledge Solo.

Jey rolls his eyes when Roman asks how he can fix their family. Roman doesn’t even realize he broke it in the first place, he doesn’t realize that they would all do better apart, Jey proved that. The best way for Roman to fix their family is to let them go, stop trying to make them fit into the molds he made for them and love them the way they are.

Of course, a fight starts, nothing goes smoothly in their family, but he is surprised when he sees Cody’s… pensive? Sad? Longing? Expression.

His eyes are fixed on Roman, and he clenches and unclenches his jaw as they silently watch the beat down.

In that terrible moment Jey sees something in Cody’s eyes that makes him what to… Cry maybe? Attack? Demand answers?

Cody is looking at Roman with love.

Love, deep compassion, a sea of concern, a quite swell of hope and desire. Cody fell in love with Roman.

It makes him feel sick with worry. Has Roman realized? Has Roman had Cody? Does Cody know he’s in love?

Jey knows Roman would use this to get the Undisputed Title back, he would break Cody’s heart to get back on top and then act confused when Cody leaves him. Jey doesn’t want Cody to suffer like he did.

How the hell did Cody manage to fall in love with Roman anyway? Roman had done nothing but hurt them, it seemed out of character.

Jey swallows the lump in his throat before saying,

“I want to go check on Jimmy”

It's not a lie, he would have gone to check on Jimmy anyway. Maybe not talk to his twin himself but asking the doctors if anything was really wrong always made him feel better.

Cody nods, standing up to go with him.

The real reason Jey wants to go is because he needs to see how his cousin looks at Cody. He needs to figure out if Roman is a threat to him. Jey is probably one of the people who knows Roman the best, he’s one of the only people who might be able to figure out what his intentions are with Cody.

It doesn’t take long for them to arrive at the medical center within the Arena. One of the senior doctors notices them and says

“Jimmy and Roman are in room number 6 on the left. They are doing well but there going to be here for supervision for a few hours.”

Normally now is when Jey would thank the doctor and leave but he’s on a mission today. He doesn’t like it but he walks to room number six, Cody beside him.

His handshakes lightly as he opens the door to everyone and everything he wants to leave behind.

Jimmy is laying on the bed, couple bandages and a stern expression on his face as he talks to Roman. Roman looks better, the only sign that something happened is a bruise on his neck.

The former tribal chief and his right-hand man look up as soon as they walk in. Jimmy looks delighted and Roman looks shocked.

“Jey! Cody!”

Jey focus on Roman’s face, seeing all the micro expressions pass and how he never takes his eyes off Cody.

Roman’s surprise fades and is replaced a small sad smile, there is a longing in his eyes like he’s looking at something he’s never had but deeply craves. There is a certain softness in Roman’s eyes that Jey doesn’t think he’s seen before.

Roman looks at Cody like he’s a prize, which for him might be the closest thing to love Roman is capable at this point.

Jimmy meets his eyes and shrugs, in that silent twin way he tells Jey that he knows, he sees what Jey sees.

Jey looks between Roman and Cody before giving Jimmy a look, asking him what he thinks.

Jimmy nods again and smiles as he silently mouths words Jey secretly hoped to hear,

“He’s helping”

Jey assumes that means Cody is helping Roman and judging by Jimmy’s expression he’s helping Roman get better.

Roman getting better? That dream seemed so far away for so long but according to Jimmy; he is changing. Changing back to the person he knew when they were kids… Jey would do anything to bring back the cousin he knew, but would he be willing to give him Cody? Because if this doesn’t work, if it goes south Cody is the one paying the price.

He frowns and mulls it over. He could end this all, he could call everyone, warn Cody and make sure he was protected… or he could leave it be and maybe save his cousin.

It might be selfish, but Jey leaves it, he pulls his sunglasses down makes sure everyone is okay then leaves with Cody.

If this goes wrong, he can just add this to his long list of regrets, but if this goes right? He might just get his cousin back, his family back.

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crxssjae · 4 months ago

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Since I've already read it at AO3, I'll show my reaction:

I love it!!

title: you can't lie (when your eyes are talking for you) [ click here for ao3 version ] pairing: roman reigns/cody rhodes with past rolleigns and past candy word count: 5824 important tags: hurt/comfort, anal sex, blowjobs description: After Roman interferes in the main event, thus allowing Cody to retain his title, Cody has a lot of questions. When he arrives to his tour bus after the press conference, Roman is there to answer any questions he might have.

August 3rd, 2024

Cody’s eyes widen as Roman cages him against the wall. Big, tattooed arms pinning him at either sides and the heat of his massive body radiating against Cody’s, so much smaller in comparison.

Roman looks Cody up and down before allowing his gaze to flicker into Cody’s eyes. “I’ll meet you at your tour bus after the press conference,” he murmurs just inches away from his lips.

And just like that, he’s leaving as quick as he came.

Cody blinks a few times and watches Roman continue down the hall. He didn’t even have a chance to ask Roman what for, or try to protest, and at this point, Roman is disappearing down the other hall.

Even throughout the press conference, Cody’s mind still played the events of his match with Solo over and over. Not even events, plural, but rather one singular event in Roman returning just to save him.

That’s what Cody thought at first, but once the adrenaline of it all wore off, he knew it was just a coincidence he was saved. Roman was only trying to get one over on Solo and come after him for trying to drag his name through the mud ever since he left, but then if that was truly the case, why did Roman look at him the way he did before he turned to head to the back?

He had stared Cody down with those dark brown eyes and even winked at him. Are those the actions of a man who is solely serving his own needs?

Cody isn’t surprised to see Roman leaning against the entrance to his tour bus. Roman had told him he’d be there, after all, but he’s keeping his guard up. Ever since Cody won the Royal Rumble, he hasn’t fully trusted Roman, and that tryst they had was just that - a fun night solely to get off with no intentions of more. Roman’s hot and so is he.

It was a no brainer for them to fuck. Not anymore, however.

Cody hitches the title higher on his shoulder as he looks Roman over. “Have you been waiting long?”

Roman shakes his head. “Nah, just a few minutes.”

Cody nods and presses his lips together before looking over the area. He doesn’t want people to see them entering a tour bus together, just for the sake of him not wanting to hear rumors and the annoyance of having to disprove them. When you’re the champion, everyone is looking for a reason to take you down and Cody is being extra careful to stay vigilant.

Of course, if he really was being careful, he wouldn’t have easily walked into two Bloodline beatings in a row. Just blame it on the macho need to prove himself and show how strong he is.

“We’re good, man.” Roman nods his head to the door. “C’mon.”

“Making yourself at home already,” Cody mumbles loud enough for Roman to hear on the way to his bus.

“They’re all the same,” Roman tells him as he watches Cody open the door. “Figured you’d want things to speed along. I know you don’t wanna deal with me anymore than you have to.”

Cody frowns a little. “I wouldn’t say that,” he argues quietly. “You first, by the way.”

“Think I’m gonna stab you in the back?”

“I wouldn’t put it past you.”

Roman huffs a chuckle and nods. “Smart. Alright.”

And Roman goes first then, Cody following close behind.

“It’s not that I don’t wanna deal with you, per say,” Cody begins as he locks the door behind him. “I just don’t know what we'd talk about.”

“Oh, I bet you do.”

“Oh yeah?”

“You’re wondering why I did what I did out there.” Roman smiles up at Cody as he easily plops down onto the couch of his bus, a muscular arm resting across the back. “I know you haven’t stopped thinking about it since it happened.”

A grin hangs at the corner of Cody’s lips. He raises his eyebrows in acknowledgement and sets his title on the table across before sitting next to Roman, though he puts a bit of space between them. “Maybe so,” he admits. “Like, I know why you did it, but for some reason, I feel like there’s more-”

“And why do you think I did it?”

“Why else? To get back at Solo for trying to take your place as the Tribal Chief. By the way,” Cody chuckles, “he absolutely fucking sucks. Like, big time.”

Roman chuckles. “Yeah, he really does, don’t he? Like a little boy trying to act like his daddy.”

Heat rises to Cody’s cheeks as he looks out the window blinds, fingers fiddling with the sleeves of his zipped hoodie. “Yeah,” he murmurs. “That’s uh, that’s an apt comparison.”

“But what makes you so confident I did it just for that?”

“That’s it though, I’m not so confident.”

“Then why else did you think I did it?”

“Because… because…” Cody takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh as he shrugs. “I don’t know, to save me? I know it sounds silly, but-”

“Does it?”

“Yeah, I fucking stole your title at the biggest stage of them all,” Cody scoffs and rolls his eyes before looking over to Roman. “Not just that, but the 40th anniversary of the biggest stage of them all, and it was a world record title reign. It’d take me a long time to get over that.”

“That’s what makes us different, bro. Wasn’t a thing to me at all.”

Cody raises his eyebrows. “It wasn’t a thing to you at all? Why do I doubt that?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I was - I was definitely all up in my head about it, but it wasn’t you I was that upset about. You proved yourself to me, Cody, you beat me. I was - I was mad at everyone else. Mad at myself for letting it happen, like, I was so close to beating you, man. I really was, I could’ve had it and then…” Roman blinks and bites at his lip before looking down to his lap. His hand curls into a fist and he twists and turns it before dropping it into his lap. “Fucking Seth,” he says quietly. “He just - he got to me. After all of this time,” he chuckles bitterly, “and he still got to me. He banked on the fact that I would ignore you and go after him and…” Roman sticks his tongue out before slowly letting it roll across his bottom lip, and Cody’s eyes follow the action before he quickly reminds himself what the vibe of the conversation is.

This isn’t the time for that, and that door is closed. It’s not, as he would say, apropos.

The silence hangs heavy between them but surprisingly, it’s not uncomfortable. Cody can only look at Roman and try to get a read on what he’s feeling. He wonders if anyone else has seen him like this, almost vulnerable and even admitting to his failures. The Roman that everyone else gets to see doesn’t admit to mistakes. Nothing he does is wrong and he’s always the victim. There’s still shades of it here when he says he was mad at everyone else, but then he goes on to say he’s mainly mad at himself.

Cody proved himself to Roman. Those were the words that came direct out of Roman’s mouth, and he doesn’t think Roman has ever said that about anyone.

“I loved him,” Roman breathes out. He still hasn’t looked up at Cody. “I… I would have done anything for him. God, I did everything for him - everything he asked, everything he wanted, everything I did, all of it, I did it for Seth. Always him, and I wanted to do that, because I loved him. And he…” He intakes a sharp breath and closes his eyes. “He was everything to me and we did everything together, we went to bed together a-and woke up together, traveled the world, rode together, made love together, all of that, and for what?” Roman scoffs and shakes his head as he opens his eyes. “So he could sell me out and go be Hunter’s fucking lap dog? And look where that got him!” he laughs. “Cause Hunter sold out his ass too! So he sold me out for fucking nothing and…” Roman blinks and looks up to Cody, who has nothing but sympathy playing out across his face.

Cody is frowning heavily, eyebrows furrowed in concern and blue eyes twinkling with the need to take all that pain away. It’s in his nature to want to make people feel better, even his greatest enemies. He has sympathy, sometimes too much of it, and his heart aches heavily to hear this confident man like Roman Reigns absolutely lose it over someone like Seth Rollins.

And he and Seth have made up. They’re friends now, and Seth has changed, but Cody knows all too well how complicated relationships can be.

Relationships bring out the best and worst in people. You’ll do and say things you never thought you would. The absolute depths of humanity on every side of the spectrum comes out in relationships, and every single one will change a person. Nobody leaves a relationship the same way they entered.

Roman presses his lips together and swallows heavily. His eyes dart around before he proceeds to look out the window blinds too. “Look, uh,” he clears his throat, “I let my need for revenge… take over. It felt fucking good in the moment though.” He whistles and shakes his head. “Felt like the best fucking thing in the world but after I lost the title and I was sitting all alone in my bus, I was thinking about shit, shit I didn’t even wanna think about and… I’ve been letting him run my life this whole time.” He shakes his head. “I’ve made everything about him without even knowing. And… there was a whole lot of shit I had to sit on, and I’m still sitting on it but I wouldn’t have got there without you.”

He looks back to Cody then but their eye contact isn’t long as Roman’s gaze dips to Cody’s lips. It’s only for a second, but Cody catches it, and that’s when the aura of the tour bus really begins to shift.

“I’m not asking for vulnerability here, Roman,” Cody tells him. “I’m just asking to be pounded into your bed. You don’t need to tell me your life story, don’t need to tell me all about the intricacies of what makes you who you are, don’t even need to keep talking to me afterwards. You can fuck me and we can go back down our own paths and act like this never happened.”

That was what Cody told Roman the last, and only, time they fucked, immediately after the Royal Rumble 2023 press conference, but maybe he should have pushed Roman into being vulnerable with him. Probably would have done Roman some good, because it seems like he has years of shit to unload. Has to be hell keeping all that inside all this time, and for what? Just to show everyone he's this confident manly man that doesn't have emotions or feelings? That no one can ever hurt him? That's an act that gets old fast, and it's not an act that's sustainable.

Cody swallows and quirks a weird grin before chuckling and shaking his head. “You - it wasn’t because of me. I mean - yeah, m-maybe I like, help inspired it-”

“You’re the only one that’s ever been real to me,” Roman tells him. “You’ve never lied to me. Everyone else has, they’ve always sucked up to me, but you didn’t.”

Cody’s upturned lips fall into a pressed line then. “Come on,” he almost whispers, “you can’t give me that much credit-”

“I wanted to save you tonight,” Roman admits to him with firm conviction. “You’re right, I did wanna put Solo in his place, but I wanted to save the one person that hadn’t done me dirty like everyone else did. I owed you that, especially after the shit I pulled on you.”

Cody snorts. “So you admit you were doing me dirty?”

“Wanted to keep my place at the top,” Roman tells him. “I was gonna do everything it took to stay there.”

“As someone who was aligned with Randy Orton for awhile,” Cody sighs and looks up at the ceiling as the memories pour through, “I understand that. Once you’re on top, you don’t wanna lose that place. It’s intoxicating to have that power of being number one, and I understand how that power gets to people, and how that power can…” Cody bites at his lip before looking down to his own lap. “Well, I get how that power can change someone. For the best, but… for the worst,” he sighs.

Randy hadn’t betrayed him quite the same way Seth did, In actuality, it was Cody, but that was after almost 2 years of verbal abuse and physical attacks. Their relationship was explosive, but with that came a lot of passion and what they had was the most intense experience of Cody’s life.

That said, he doesn’t want that again. He and Randy came a long way since then. They’ve seen each other at their best and worst and he’s glad they’re to a point they can actually count on each other.

Randy may turn on him one day. In fact, Cody is expecting it, but in the meantime, he’s trying to enjoy the friendship as much as he can.

“I don’t hold any hard feelings against you, Roman.” Cody looks back to Roman. “I never did. For me, it’s always just been business… except for the time it wasn’t.” He winks, knowing that Roman will understand.

The smirk that spreads across Roman’s lips definitely prove that.

“Yeah, uh… that was a fun time, wasn’t it?” Roman hums and lets his dark eyes go over Cody’s outfit, his tights and ring boots with a shirt and jacket. “You know something?”

“What’s that?”

“I guess you do owe me a little.”

Cody swipes his tongue across his lip before raising his eyebrows. “Oh, is that so?”

Roman stands up with a sigh. “Yeah, why don’t we uh, discuss it in your bedroom?”

As Cody unzips his jacket, he replies with, “yeah. Why don’t we?”

And after shedding the jacket off, he’s following Roman to the back of the bus where the bedroom is.

The moment that door is closed, Roman is pushing Cody up against it, hand gripping his shoulder and other gripping his chin, to smash his lips against his.

Considering how the last time went, Cody was expecting to be pushed down onto the bed so they could go at it quickly, but he has a sneaking suspicion that this is going to go a little bit different.

Maybe a lot a bit different. Who knows, but Cody certainly wants to find out.

Cody is instantly moaning at the strength of Roman’s mouth, and he’s clinging to Roman’s biceps for purchase. He’s always loved to be dominated, he did their first time and he does now. Roman’s fingers are digging into his chin, not painfully but definitely with applied pressure, and his tongue pilfers Cody’s mouth with a desperate yearning to explore and Cody just lets him. He lets Roman take whatever he wants because he wants to see how much of him Roman wants.

A soft breath exhales out of Roman’s nose to hit Cody’s upper lip before he lets go of his chin entirely to instead frame one side of his face. His thumb is brushing back and forth against Cody’s jawline as he tilts his head, pulling away just enough to bite at Cody’s lip and drag it out with his teeth before licking up his chin and back into his mouth, the obscenity of it causing Cody to moan out again and Roman is groaning out at the noise of approval.

The hand Roman has on Cody’s shoulder moves down over his chest, fingers curling the fabric tight between his fingers. Cody’s hands drag up those big biceps and up Roman’s neck to hold his face in his hands, and he’s sucking Roman’s lips with his before sliding his tongue along the bottom to savor his taste - so sweet, and he detects a hint of alcohol, just the faintness of beer - and after locking the taste in his mind, their lips meld once more.

Their kiss is strong and passionate, ignited by a burning flame that Cody hasn’t felt in a long, long time. To say Roman is an amazing kisser is an understatement, because he’s kissing Cody like he’s done it for years, but after hearing everything he’s spilled about Seth, it makes sense that he’s amazing. Roman is a man with a lot of passion, and he’s probably been holding that in for a long time. That passion was transferred to the protection of his belt but now he no longer has that and with nowhere else for the passion to go, it makes sense for it to spill out right now.

Thank fuck Cody is the willing recipient.

Their lips are slow to drag apart, neither of them wanting to end it but knowing they have to or it’s all they’re gonna do. They’re panting hotly against each other’s lips as they lid their eyes open to drink upon each other’s hungry gaze, the unspoken agreement shared between them that this is only the start to, what most likely, be a long night.

“You know what I didn’t get to do last time?” Cody murmurs against Roman’s lips. “That I really wanted to do?”

“What’s that?”

“I really wanted to get my mouth on you,” he admits in a low tone. “And just choke on you.”

“Shit,” Roman groans and brings his hand up to gently push down at Cody’s head. “Say less and get down there then.”

And Cody does, sinking onto his knees before the bigger man but not without stealing one more kiss. His hands run down Roman’s body along the way to his belt, which he’s quickly undoing and slipping through the loops to drop to the ground. The button is undone next, followed by the zipper, and then he’s grabbing his pants, along with his briefs, to pull them down enough for that thick cock to present itself right in front of his face.

Natural instincts from long ago take over as Cody whines before leaning forward to immediately lick all the way up Roman’s length to take him in all the way. He’s not wasting anytime sucking him off, eagerly moving down and up, his fingers gripping at the open flaps of Roman’s pants as he happily sucks away.

“Damn, baby,” Roman chuckles through a moan as he rests a hand on the back of Cody’s head. “You really fucking love this shit, huh?”

The moan Cody gives around his length is all the answer Roman needs, and the extra vibration causes him to moan out in pleasure.

“Fuck, your mouth is amazing,” he sighs and lulls his head back just to savor in the moment. A few moments later, he’s humming and dropping his head forward, eyes lidding open to watch Cody work his magic. “You look like you were made for this. So fucking pretty, you’re sucking me so damn good, baby…”

His pretty pink lips are stretched wide around him, cheeks hollowed out and eyelashes looking so heavy until Cody is opening his eyes to stare right up at Roman, with the brightest blue eyes he’s ever seen. It’s mesmerizing, honestly, such an innocent looking color on such a filthy man like him, but filthy in the best way, filthy in a way that Roman is currently benefiting from.

Cody pulls off to suckle at the head, letting his tongue trail all over it inside his mouth and dip into the slit before letting go to trail a stripe down Roman’s shaft. It licks all the way down and then he’s breathing him in deeply to inhale his manly musk, let it fill his senses before his lips rub back up. As he does so, he lets the spit build back up in his mouth and after mouthing his way back to the tip, his tongue rolls out for the spot to drop off onto Roman’s length.

“God, that’s so hot,” Roman breathes out.

Cody’s gaze flickers up to Roman with a moan before cutting the tether of spit with his tongue, and Roman is groaning as he harshly tugs Cody back by his hair.

“You’re gonna make me come if you keep doing that,” he warns.

“Wouldn’t be so bad,” Cody tells him. “You don’t wanna make a mess over my pretty face? You don’t wanna cover me in you?”

Roman takes a deep breath and looks up to the ceiling in thought to mull over the image. Biting hard at his lip, he looks down to Cody and says, “don’t tempt me. Get your ass on that bed.”

With a grin, Cody tells him, “can do.”

It’s not without undressing first, though he goes slow so Roman has time to appreciate his body. He can feel Roman’s gaze burning with each inch of him that’s shown and even as he climbs onto the bed. He’s settling himself on his elbows and knees before looking back at Roman over his shoulder. “Like last time?”

Roman’s tongue pokes around the inside of his cheek as he continues to look Cody over. While the back of him is certainly nice, it’s something they’ve done before. He shakes his head and says, “nah. Roll onto your back.”

After Cody rolls onto his back, he sees Roman removing his boots, pants, and briefs, though the shirt stays on. He wants Roman to take it off, after all, Cody’s already seen him shirtless in the ring, but there has to be a reason Roman is keeping that on specifically, so Cody doesn’t say a word.

The bed dips with Roman’s weight as he stalks up towards Cody. Strong hands force Cody’s legs apart so Roman can get in between and Cody has to bite back the moan that wants to push past his lips at the sight of his massive body between his legs.

Like, yeah, he’s so much bigger now, but men like Roman always make him feel like that starry eyed twink all over again.

Roman’s voice breaks him out of his trance when he asks, “you keep lube anywhere in here?”

“Oh, um…” Cody looks over to his nightstand. “Should be a bottle in there.” As Roman reaches to grab it from within, Cody chuckles. “I didn' remember this last time.”

“Last time was different,” Roman tells him as he sets the lube down on top.

“How so?”

Roman rolls his lips back between his teeth while he settles himself on his stomach between Cody’s legs. “Just is.”

Cody would argue, but Roman’s skillful fucking tongue is lapping at his hole like a delicacy and it tears any thought out of Cody’s head as he whines out loud and throws his head back.

Roman’s wrapping his arms around Cody’s thighs, hands clutching tight at them as he opens Cody up - and properly this time, unlike the last. He’s really taking his time, sticking his tongue inside and moving it around all over where he can. He’s sucking at his hole, tracing the rim with his tongue and running it up the seam of his balls before spitting on his hole and sticking his tongue back inside.

Cody is trying hard to lay flat but it’s not working all that well. Nor is he keeping his noises in check, because he’s whining and keening and thrashing his body all over the place to the point Roman has to tighten his grip (because somehow, it could get tighter) to keep him firmly on the bed and fuck, is that so hot. Fuck, Roman is so strong and Cody doesn’t wanna fight back, doesn’t wanna overpower him, he wants to just lay here and let Roman do whatever he wants.

And now that he’s the undisputed champion, he kind of can.

Roman is adding a finger, after a point. And another, and another after that, and each one pulls a louder moan out of Cody each time. He’s still tonguing Cody open with all those fingers too, and he didn’t fucking do this before. He just ate Cody out then shoved himself inside and that was it, but this, this is…

Fuck, is he getting Roman at his best right now? And he thought their last tryst was great, but this is already better and Roman hasn’t even got his dick in him yet.

Oh shit, Roman hasn’t even got his dick in him yet, how the fuck is Cody going to react when that happens?

When Cody has been thoroughly opened up and broken down, Roman is sitting up between his knees with a rather triumphant grin. He knows he did well, and he knows he’s going to keep doing well too. Kind of reminds Cody of someone else in his life, but that door is closed forever. It was an agreement he and Randy made a few years ago, an agreement for the best.

Roman pops the cap of the lube to drizzle it along his length. He’s stroking his cock to fully apply it before easily pulling Cody forward by his thighs, lubed up cock bobbing down against Cody’s. “You think you can take me or-”

“Yes, fuck yes, I can take you, fucking give it to me already,” Cody whines out and doesn’t even care for how it sounds.

“You gonna keep up that begging for me when I get inside you, baby?”

“I’ll do whatever the fuck you want when you get inside me, so please.”

A hum rises from low in Roman’s throat as he uses an arm to push both of Cody’s legs back from behind his knees. “I got you, sweetheart. Stay real still and be a good boy for me.”

Good boy is all it takes to settle Cody once and for all. He relaxes totally and stares at Roman with a renewed softness in his eyes before his gaze dips to watch Roman line himself up. The head of Roman’s cock smacks against Cody’s hole a few times before he pushes inside.

And it’s slow when he pushes in, but he’s determined to give Cody every single inch and he feels it.

Cody’s eyes are fluttering shut in pure bliss as a long, drawn out moan slips past his lips to enter the warmly lit room. His head is rolling over to the side, hand coming up to grab tightly at the pillow and other hand dragging through the sheets to keep himself grounded with how many of his senses are lighting up.

It’s so much in the best way and he hasn’t had that kind of overwhelming sensation in awhile. Fuck, probably not since the last time they fucked.

“Theeere we go,” Roman shushes as he bottoms out inside. “Just like that, baby, doing so good. Look so good like this bent in half underneath me, and I’m gonna give it to you so good too, you just wait.”

“Don’t wanna,” Cody whimpers and opens his eyes just enough to send Roman a pleading look. “Please, Roman, give it to me, I can take it, I swear I can-”

“Oh, I know you can,” Roman chuckles and throws Cody’s legs over his shoulders so he can lean in real close. “Just relax and lemme take care of you tonight, alright?”

Cody’s eyes fall back shut as their lips meet again, much softer than the last. While their lips move against each other, Roman begins with slow thrust, but each one packs a punch. He pulls out slow, just to slam back in, and Cody is moaning into his mouth each time it happens. Cody feels it so deep, literally, as the inches drag along his tight, inner walls. Roman is really taking his time with him and ensuring Cody feels good, unlike the last time - fucking for the sake of it, to size each other up in a way that would benefit the both of them.

Their tongues swirl around each other before their lips meet again, still in that soft, but passionate manner. Cody’s hands come up to thread through Roman’s luxurious black locks, and Roman has his hands planted firmly on either side of Cody. His thrusts are steadily beginning to speed up and their kissing is becoming quicker, hell, sometimes they stop kissing just to chase each other’s lips, get each other desperate before allowing them to meet again, up until the point where Roman’s thrusts get so fast that Cody can’t even concentrate on kissing.

“Oh fuck me, you feel so good,” Cody moans out. “Fuck, give it all to me.”

“Yeah, you want more?” Roman asks with a grin as he tilts his head to kiss Cody’s ankle. “You gonna be a good boy and take everything I give you?”

“Even if it hurts, fuck yes, Roman, yes, I’ll be a good boy and take everything you give me.”

“Hey, you asked for it.”

Yup, Cody certainly did, and he is so glad for it when Roman does, indeed, give him exactly what he asked for.

It’s hot, fast, and intense. Nothing better than to get fucked stupid and not think of a damn thing beyond letting himself get wrecked. Cody’s had so much responsibility to uphold lately with being the top guy that it feels good to let someone else take the reins. He’s always enjoyed it even before he had the responsibilities, but now it’s like a need for someone else to take charge, a burning need that’s been increasingly harder to satiate.

Roman is grunting, breathing heavy as he pounds into Cody with every iota of strength he has. The bed is shaking, rocking against the wall and Cody’s mouth hangs open as he cries out with each thrust, moans becoming higher pitched, body writhing, and he’s practically sobbing with how good it feels, but Roman can barely contain himself either with the slew of curses he’s spouting off.

“Fucking - fuck, god damn, Cody, so fucking tight around me. You know I couldn’t stop thinking about this last time we did it? I hated it, hated thinking about it because I didn’t want to, I didn’t wanna like it, but you were good, you were amazing and you better keep fucking coming back for this dick, you understand?”

“Yes, Roman, I-I’ll keep coming back, keep letting you fuck me and use me, I promise,” he gasps. “Whatever you want, j-just keep fucking me good like this, keep making me feel good, please-”

Cody’s cut off when Roman kisses him again, but it doesn’t go for long. It’s a hard kiss that only lasts a few seconds before Roman pulls away with a loud groan, teeth gritting together as his thrusts begin to lose their rhythm. Cody’s legs drop from his shoulders and Roman wraps an arm tightly around them to keep them both pressed against his chest, other hand pressing down hard on the bed to anchor himself.

“Take it,” Roman breathes out. “Be a good boy and take my come, alright?”

Cody is so far gone that he doesn’t even realize it when he moans out, “yes, daddy, give it to me!”

That name, that fucking name is all it takes for Roman to finish inside him with a primal moan as he throws his head back with pleasure. The feeling of being pumped full with hot come sends bouts of pleasure through Cody’s body and he’s immediately slipping a hand down to quickly start jerking himself off, moans bubbling up his throat as his climax nears in and then it happens and he’s finishing all over himself with a loud cry as his body shakes, his extremities heating up as he pleasure crashes through him in constant, overwhelming waves.

And by the end of it, Cody is a shell of a man. He can’t stop whimpering because he can still feel the pleasure, long after it subsides, and his body is buzzing. His ears are ringing and he feels like he’s floating.

Maybe he really is floating. Maybe he’s floating off high into the clouds to the heavens above. Maybe he was fucked so good he died.

Okay, he isn’t dead, but fuck, this would have been a lovely way to go.

Roman lets out a shaky breath as he runs a hand back through his hair. He stares down at Cody, still whimpering, and his eyes continue down until he sees the mess on Cody’s stomach.

“Wait here,” Roman tells him.

Cody is groaning out in frustration as Roman pulls out, hand reaching down to feel at his ass in an attempt to replicate the full feeling. He knows it’s futile, but placebo and what have you.

Roman comes back momentarily with a wet, warm rag to help clean Cody’s abs. He even wipes his thighs before setting the rag aside on the nightstand with the lube. Afterwards, he sits up and looks back to his clothes, sans the shirt, lying on the floor.

He places his hands on his hips and bites at his lip. “I uh, guess I should probably head out-”

“No.”

Roman looks back at Cody’s protest and then looks down when he notices a hand clutching - weakly - at his wrist. He raises an eyebrow and looks up to Cody. “You want me to stay?” he asks.

Cody swallows heavily before letting out a gasp of air. “I mean - you don’t - you don’t have to like, stay for hours but if you wanna stick around for a bit, you can.”

“Nah, it’s cool.” Roman grins. “I can stay for a bit. Or… a lot a bit. Whatever you want.”

Cody manages a grin. “Yeah?”

Roman shrugs and climbs up to the headboard of the bed. “Yeah, I don’t got any place to be.” He rests an arm over his chest and then closes his eyes. “I’d rather be in bed with a pretty blonde than sleep by myself anyways.”

Cody’s grin grows wider as he looks over to Roman. He bites at his lip just so his happiness isn’t that obvious, and pulls himself up to properly lay his head on the pillow. “Yeah, I’d rather be in bed with a super hot, super strong Samoan than sleep by myself.”

Roman huffs a chuckle through his nose. “Looks like our desires are mutual.”

He’s right - and maybe a few other things could be mutual too.

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