There was one man in the entire WWE that both intimidated you, and turned you on. Roman Reigns.
The two of you have had an ongoing, flirtationship, I guess you could say.
Today is his birthday, and you knew he would most likely be more, himself today.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite superstar." His voice brings you from your thoughts. You turn around, about to joke around, when you saw him in a black suit that made him look absolutely ravishing. "Like the view, Y/N?"
I finally blink, shaking your head, but still couldn't say anything. "Wow, is Y/N, finally speechless?" He asks, getting closer to you. "I bet I know away to make sounds come out of that pretty mouth of yours." He says, darting his tongue out over his lips. His full beard scratching at the skin on your cheek.
"H-Happy Birthday, Roman." You finally choke out, and he winks at you.
"Thank you, baby girl. You coming to my party tonight? At the club?" He asks, eyes looking hopeful.
"Oh, I don't know. I've had a rough couple of days. Was thinking about just turning in early tonight." You lie, and he leans against his hand that was now resting by your hand.
"I think I'll see you at the party." He says, his face dangerously close to yours. "By the way, the red dress compliments your curves. You should wear that."
"Hey Roman!" Seth calls out to him, and he turns his head to face him, holding up one finger.
"Don't make me upset by not showing up tonight. Would hate to have to show you who you belong to." He says with a smirk before pushing himself off the wall, making his way to Seth.
This was going to be a long night.
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You decided to show up late to Roman's party in the red dress he requested you to wear, and it was all worth it once his eyes landed on yours as you walk inside.
He was in the VIP section, and there were women around him trying to get his attention, but he couldn't care less. You watch as he beckons you over using his two fingers, and you bite your lip before slowly making your way over to him.
"Y/N, you made it." He says, and you nod at him. "What would you like to drink?"
"Oh, I don't really drink." You tell him, and his hand reaches for yours, you take it, and he sits you down next to him.
"Now, I would never make you do something you don't want to, but shouldn't the birthday boy get everything he wants?" He questions, bringing the glass up to your lips.
"The birthday boy wants me to take his drink from him? That's what he really wants?" You ask him, and he stares at you. You take a sip, staring at him as you then drink the whole thing.
"I thought you didn't drink?" Roman asks you, and you shrug your shoulders at him. "You're just full of surprises aren't you?"
"Wouldn't you like to find out?" You taunt him, and his hand is now on your thigh, slowly sliding up.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't know I was interrupting." One of the girls from earlier says, and you go to move away from Roman when he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
"You were." Roman says, and you bite your lip to keep from smiling. "Anything I can help you with?"
"Some of us girls were wanting to steal a dance with you." She says, pushing her breasts together, trying way too hard.
