Two weeks.

Dean was counting. It had been two weeks, three days, and about 120 minutes since he told Seth he wanted him in the elevator. Two weeks since Seth smiled at him and told him he liked him too. Those same two weeks that they went on dates all over the city. The deep blues and oranges of the night time cityscape faded into the back of Dean's mind as he held Seth's hand, touched his hips, and kissed the sides of his neck.

Seth made him do so many things. Dancing in particular. He let Dean meet his dance crew at the studio and they aided Dean in some new dance moves that no longer included the awkward two step. Dean was liberated; he felt happy when Seth held him close, or they went out to eat and just laughed together.

Two weeks of him, and Dean was already attached… and they hadn't even had kissed yet.

Something in which was now being brought up by Seth as he and Dean walked into his apartment together. Dean tossed his leather jacket towards his couch then pulled Seth in with a small drunken smile.

"You are so drunk," Seth laughed as he tossed his arms around Dean, surrounding him completely, just the way Dean liked it.

"I'm not, if I was, I wouldn't be able to do this," Dean's hands freely roamed down's Seth's back, until he reached his promise land. Seth had such a nice ass, and Dean really couldn't wait until he saw it without clothing. He watched Seth bit his lip as he let Dean squeeze those round mounds in his hands, dick hardening tight in Seth's jeans already, by just a simple touch. "Mmm… I'll never get tired of grabbing your ass." He comments, then smiles, smugly of course.

"Dean…" Seth managed to get out. His eyes were on Dean's lips, as Dean's were on his, they were so close they could hear each other breathing. He felt Dean grab him up under his thighs and lift him cup into his arms. Seth's breath hitched as he was picked up and carried to the wall. Dean posted him on it, and smiled yet again at how easily Seth's legs seem to fit around him.

"Seth," His name came off Dean's lips in almost a whisper, yet deep rooted with lust and sex, "Kiss me."

Seth had been waiting to hear those two words for two weeks now, and goddamn, he wanted to give him it. Those lips, so pink, and wet from Dean licking them in anticipation. He wanted Seth, but he also let the choice be Seth's whether he was going to be kissed or not.

Seth breathed out harshly, drunken hazel eyes staring deeply into brown right before he grabbed the back of those blond curls and pulled Dean in for a very rough kiss. Anticipation and sex surrounded them both as Seth's mouth opened slightly, letting Dean's whiskey stained tongue play with his vodka soaked one. Dean dominated the kiss, and every other part of Seth as he pressed him into the wall, and grabbed his ass like he owned it. Seth moaned in his mouth, as his own hand traveled down Dean's shirt slowly. Dean shuttered at his touch, and then grunted deep in his mouth as Seth cupped his dick for the first time. They pulled part for just a second so Dean could look down. Seth was stroking him through his jeans, making him even harder if that were possible. Dean didn't wait to place his lips back on the younger man, drinking from the sweet nectar Seth's mouth provided. Dean sucked and nibbled at those lips a little softer now, before he pulled away with a bite of Seth's bottom one.

Their forehead's touched as they panted near each other's mouths. Seth was still stroking Dean through his jeans, making Dean moan softly at his touch. "Mmm. It's so big." Seth whispered in Dean's ear as his hand worked him faster. "I can't wait to have it in my mouth. I wanna feel all your come down my throat, baby, making me yours before you come right in my tight little ass,"

"Fuck, I can't take it!" Dean was so close and Seth using dirty talk in his ear was not helping much. He was gonna explode soon, and he really wished it was in Seth's mouth. He grabbed his ass tight as Seth stroked him, looking over his shoulder to see that beautiful ass he wanted to be inside of so badly. He gulped, trying to hold on but as soon as he thought about fucking Seth it was over. It was going to come.

What surprised Dean was sound of a zipper being pulled down, and then the loss of connection as Seth dropped right down to his knees and took almost all of Dean into his mouth. "Fuck!" Dean shouted drunkenly as Seth already created a good rhythm, bobbing up and down on his dick like a fucking pro. "God you look so good sucking my dick baby," Dean said as he grabbed onto some of the brunette of Seth's head and held on, as Seth placed him almost at the back of his throat. It was when Seth hummed, as he sucked did Dean finally let go. He held onto his hair tight, as Seth milked his cock for all it had to offer.

Dean let out a strangled moan when his dick was finally released and Seth stood back up, grabbing at Dean's shirt before he gave him another meaningful kiss.

"You're fucking amazing," Dean said between kisses, and their clothes flying off as they walked towards his bedroom.

"Mm, I know,' Seth smirked as Dean walked him backwards inside. "How about I show you just how much more amazing I can be?" Seth said as he changed their positions and pushed Dean on the bed.

"Oh fuck yes, baby. C'mere." was the last thing Dean said before he gave Seth one more passionate kiss.

When Dean came into work the next day he was walking on air. He and Seth did a lot of firsts last night that included his tongue, fingers and a moaning dancer who was very loud when being rimmed. Dean walked in with a smile so permanent it was literally going to have to be surgically removed. If it was this good with Seth now, imagine when they finally make love for the first time. Dean smiled as he thought about it. He walked into the back rooms and there he saw Roman, typing on his computer. Dean smiled at his best friend, who he admittedly had been blowing off for Seth these past couple weeks.

He missed Roman, as a friend more than anything. He wanted to tell him about Seth, but he didn't know how he was going to react to Dean dating a guy…. Even if it was just casual. The rule of no guys was still permanently in place since freshman year of college. If he broke it now, after not breaking it for years he could lose Roman… in every possible way.

Dean decided that he would tell him if things between him and Seth got more serious. Right now, he was just dating, who knows what could happen.

"Hey you," Dean said kissing Roman's cheek before sitting now next to him. "You're here early."

"Had to finish some inventory things and make sure everything is ready for the inspection to tomorrow," Roman replied as he finished up typing. He wrote about five more words then hit enter before turning around to look at his best friend, "Did you finish the books? We gotta get em to Hunter by the end of the week."

"Yes of course I finished them, I do co own this place ya know," Dean took the booklet out of his bag and then placed it on their shared desk. "All done. See, I'm responsible mom." He teased, sticking his tongue out at Roman.

Roman looked at him oddly as he took the books off the desk. For two weeks straight Dean had come in with the same big smile on his face, like he had the best dream before entering the restaurant. Roman tried to ask him about it, but Dean always just shrugged and said that he must be in a good mood. He would've interrogated him further but Roman has been busy himself.

Things with Nikki were getting hot and heavy since that day in Roman's office two weeks ago. They went on dates to basketball games, drank cheap beer and raced in go karts. Nikki had taken up so much of Roman's time he forgot to check in with his best friend, so Roman planned on changing that... right now.

"So, Mr. Responsible," Roman began to say as he brought his chair closer to Deans, "How about I come over tonight? I haven't been there in two weeks and I feel like we have a lot of catching up to do, what do you say?"

Dean's first thought when Roman asked him to come over was absolutely not. Although he missed him, he knew that being alone with Roman in a place where there was a usable bed would lead to sex and that sex would lead to Dean moaning which Seth would most definitely hear. He was planning on telling Roman no, that he couldn't hang out tonight but if Dean were being honest… he missed him too much. He did like Seth but there was something about being in Roman's big arms, and being picked up and kissed towards his bed that made Dean salivate at just the thought of it.

He got pulled into Roman's embrace, feeling those warm hands all over him. He hasn't felt Roman like that in two weeks and for Dean, that was two weeks too long away from that Samoan dick. He wrapped his arms around Roman's shoulders and then kissed his nose. "My place is a mess, I haven't cleaned in ages," Dean lied easily, "Let's go to yours tonight, I wanna feel your silk sheets underneath me as your dick is buried somewhere deep inside."

The side of Roman's lips formed into a mischievous side smile then he nodded, "Okay, that's doable. Better prepare that ass now though cause tonight it's all mine," Roman grabbed Dean's cheeks, making Dean smile before their lips met in a passionate kiss. And fuck, how passionate it was. Roman pressed Dean up against the desk, and held onto his hips as his tongue found its way into Dean's mouth. Dean moaned, and grabbed at his favorite black locks as he let Roman dominate the kiss. Two weeks away from each other was obviously too dangerous because now they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Roman had both of Dean's ass cheeks in his hands, and Dean's own ran down his back. The desk creaked a little too loud as Dean fell back on it, and pulled Roman onto him by his collar.

The book of their financial records fell to the floor before Roman or Dean could kiss again. They both watched it fall, while Roman's head fell to Dean's chest in laughter. Dean found himself laughing too, as he looked at Roman. His best friend got up, and then pulled Dean back up with him, kissing him a final time before picking the books back up.

"If that book wouldn't of fell, I would've fucked you right on that desk," Roman made it known, as he grabbed Dean's ass with both of his hands.

"Not like that hasn't happened before," Dean smiled then pulled back, "But let's save it for tonight." He gave Roman one last kiss before walking to the door, "Come on, we got a business to run."

Dean walked out, but not before winked at Roman, making the tall Samoan wonder if he could last until closing to be inside of Dean once again.

Nikki was at the counter, waiting for beers because Aj decided to chat with Kevin the bartender instead of doing her job. She was tapping her foot relentlessly when she noticed Roman and Dean come out of their offices with smiles on their faces. Nikki smiled when she saw them, but her hazel eyes didn't miss the way Roman squeezed Dean's sides, before they walked into separate directions. She rose a curious eyebrow at them then turned to Kevin and AJ, who looked to be almost done with their conversation.

"I have a question... do you guys ever get weirded out by how… touchy feely Roman and Dean are?" Nikki asked, interrupting their conversation. Both Aj and Kevin stopped talking to each other to give Nikki the same blank stare.

"As far as I know they're best friends," Kevin decided to say, to end the awkward silence that was currently occupying the space the three were in, "Usually best friends touch, I don't see the big deal." Kevin shrugged.

"I don't know…" Nikki began to say...

"I think it's only a big deal when you're fucking the boss," Aj added with a laugh as she cut Nikki off, "Then I'd be worried too if he was too touchy feely with his best friend," Aj's tone was dripping with sarcasm as she smiled back at Nikki.

Nikki scoffed at Aj and then rolled her eyes, "At least men are attracted to me." Nikki took the beers Kevin finally made for her then placed them on a tray, "But don't worry AJ, there's always that ugly looking wannabe MMA guy who comes in here every day hoping to take your virginity for the very first time. Or maybe try women, since we both know, you can't get yourself a real man, like I can." She flipped her hair as she walked away, leaving AJ there to ponder what she had just said.

"Ugh! I hate that helium inflated bimbo with a passion!" Aj grumbled as she watched Nikki saunter off.

"Aj!" Dean screamed as he came over to the bar, "There's an order up, it's Punk's order… I would like you to just once… do your job please?" He handed her his drink then sent her over to Cody to receive the food. Aj walked away stoically, stomping each of steps towards the food checkout.

"What's wrong with her?" Dean asked as he looked back at Kevin.

"Uh… I have no idea," Kevin lied before walking off to clean the bar.

Dean furrowed his brows at Kevin but before he could pester him any further his phone started ringing in his back pocket. He scrambled to pull it out and then he looked at his caller ID. Of course, it was Seth calling. Dean walked away from the bar towards the outside to answer the phone.

"Hey you," Dean said, smiling as he leaned against the brick outback.

"Hey sexy," Seth answered back, as he walked up the street. "You left so early that I didn't get a chance to kiss you goodbye."

"Had to go in to help run the business I co own, sorry babe," Dean cheekily replied, "But maybe we can do something tomorrow to make up for it… something that includes you naked and begging in my bed again."

"Mmm. Sounds good, but why tomorrow? I'm free tonight to suck your dick after work if you are."

There was silence on Dean's end after he heard Seth ask him to come over tonight. Although he wanted every chance to see Seth again, he wasn't going to blow Roman off after not seeing or having him for weeks. He swallowed then let out a cough before thinking about how to let Seth down easy.

"I can't tonight. I got a thing, sorry. But I am free tomorrow. Is that okay?" Dean hoped that would suffice as an answer. He couldn't imagine having to tell Seth truth right now about he and Roman. He didn't know how he would react to it.

"You have... a thing?" Seth questioned. There was a sort of curiosity in his voice that wanted to know more, something Dean knew, meant that he did not accept 'thing' as a viable answer. "What is this thing you gotta do and how can it be more important than my lips around your dick?"

What was he supposed to say? That he was blowing him off to hang out with his best friend? That he was probably going to be fucking said best friend all night? Dean ran a frustrated hand through his blond hair and then shook his head. He knew the truth would upset Seth, but the lie he said wasn't exactly working either. Dean sighed, and decided maybe telling him a half truth, would be better than completely lying to him. "Roman and I got to go do some things for the restaurant. Sorry, but I can't hang out tonight... okay?"

He heard silence on the line after he mentioned Roman's name. There was something about Roman, no matter how he mentioned it to Seth, that would cause him to get extremely jealous. Didn't help matters that Seth knew they were fuck buddies either. "Ahh, going to do a thing with Roman for the restaurant... I see."

Dean exhaled sharply at Seth's accusatory tone, 'Look, like it or not Roman is my best friend and business partner. I know you don't like him because he's hot and used to fuck me, but you need to maybe try to not get jealous every time I mention him? Please?"

"He's the one who grab me and threatened me so you should ask him who is the jealous one here really." Dean didn't respond to that because he knew it was Seth trying to bait him, "Anyway it's fine, do your thing, but I hope I can see you tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," Dean smiled, "You can." He and Seth exchanged goodbyes after that, and Dean decided to come back inside. He looked around, and saw AJ and Punk actually talking which made him smile, and Kevin at the bar, trying to advert his gaze off of the new waiter, Sami which Dean thought was adorable then there was Roman who was talking to Nikki about something near the offices. They looked to be in deep conversation. Dean didn't want to be nosey, but he also wanted to hear what they were saying. He posted up near the end of the bar next to the offices, telling Kevin to give him a beer as he listened in.

"I just think it's weird that you guys touch and feel each other up okay?" Nikki wailed as she looked at Roman, "I saw you squeezing him as he walked pass, it's almost like you guys secretly fuck or something. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Nik," Roman sighed heavily, "Dean's my best friend, I've been doing that to him since high school! Sometimes we touch... how is that a bad thing?"

"Sometimes you touch or sometimes you fuck? Which is it Roman because I'm getting concerned over here. Do you touch him because he's your friend or is it something else? Be honest with me!"

"I.." Roman looked down at his shoes as he spoke in a low, hushed tone, "I don't think we should talk about this right now..."

"We could talk about it tonight... oh wait you're gonna be with DEAN!" Nikki shook her head at him, before she walked off, obviously upset.

"Niki just... wait!" Roman called to her, but it was too late, she had already turned the corner. Roman sighed at her retreating figure, then looked towards the bar where Dean offered him a sympathetic smile. He tried to smile back at him but it didn't reach his sad gray eyes. He gave Dean an appreciative nod before sadly walking towards the offices.

When it was closing time, Dean and Roman cleaned up then turned off the lights. Dean could tell Roman was still in a bad mood so he helped him lock up then treated him to some ice cream at Baskin-Robbins. They shared spoons as they walked together through the park and started to talk about their weeks. It was almost like time stopped and the city around them only included them two. Dean made Roman laugh when he kissed his nose with his ice cream lips. Roman wiped it off with his shirt while giggling and that's when he pulled Dean in... and started kissing him in the middle of central park.

Dean couldn't remember the last thing they kissed in public. All he knew was that Roman arms wrapped around him, and his lips, that were coated with pistachio ice cream melted against his own. He tossed his arms around Roman's neck, securing them in a tight hold as his lips met Roman slowly. Roman squeezed his sides just like he did in the restaurant, gripping Dean's tiny waist with both of his hands. The taxis and bustling streets behind them faded in the background, creating a mesh of grays, yellows, and hue of black when Roman gently placed in tongue in Dean's mouth. He heard Dean moan gently, especially when they started to French kiss. Roman smiled against his lips, hands moving down to grab Dean's ass when...

"Hey! Get a room!"

They both pulled away, laughing at the old man walking past them. He grumbled as his walker carried him around them. Roman let go of Dean just slightly before he kissed him once more. Dean smiled into the kiss, trying not to let it mean more to him than it felt right about now.

"Sorry if that was weird..." Roman apologized smiling quite shyly, "I just... I don't know I felt like kissing you."

Dean blushed, lips tugging into his teeth as he smiled back at Roman, "It was fine, I liked it..." He pulled Roman in closer, blue eyes and teeth wide as he whispered to him softly, "Now come on, so we can get that room that the guy suggested."

Dean held out his hand for Roman and oddly Roman took it, lacing their fingers together as they walked towards his apartment... hand in hand.

A/N: I won't say this is off of hiatus, because it's not, yet, what I will say is please don't say negative comments on my fics. Saying rude things about any of the characters is very different from constructive criticism It's a story, let it progress please, please I beg of you guys. I felt like it's been two months and I promised this for a while so here it is, it's un-betaed so sorry if there's any mistakes, I'll get around to em next time. - Melle