It was no secret that you and The Tribal Chief has a certain, flirtationship. Everyone saw it, and they knew it would only be a matter of time before you two finally said fuck it.
The problem was, as much as you lived flirting with Roman, you knew he wouldn't give you the time of day. With him recently being divorced too...it seemed as if you'd just be a rebound, and you weren't too sure if you could handle that.
Tonight, he had invited you, and some close friends to celebrate his 400th day as champion. It was a smallish gathering, and when you walked in, seeing him in a suit with his hair up high on his head in a bun, you could feel the ache in between your legs.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite champ." You greet him, and he smirks at you before pulling you in for a hug. "Congrats on 400 days. That's huge."
You pull away from the hug, and he thanks you. "I want you sitting next to me at dinner. Especially in this dress." He tells you, eying you up and down. You bite your lip, and nod at him. "Go ahead, and sit. I'll be there in a second."
As you sit there, you watch him welcome a few more people before joining you, at the head of the table, of course.
"Thank you all for coming. It means the world to me. None of this would be possible without each and every one of you." He says, and looks into your eyes as he says the last part. "Here's to another 400 days!"
You toast with everyone, and feel Roman's hand on your thigh, squeezing it lightly. You turn to face him, but he just gives you a smirk. Maybe tonight would finally be the night?
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"Y/N, you don't have to clean up. You were invited as a guest." Roman said, walking up behind you.
"I know, but I just wanted to." You shrug your shoulders, and you feel Roman rest his chin on your shoulder as you finish rinsing off the plates.
"Are you staying?" He asks, and your heart begins to pick up. "I don't mind."
I chuckle at him, shaking my head. "I'm sure you don't." You tell him, and his hands grip your hips. You gasp at the contact, and he chuckles darkly in my ear. "I don't have any clothes to change into."
"You know you can wear mine." He whispers in your ear. "I like it when you wear my clothes."
"Okay. I'll stay. It's the least I can do for my favorite champ." You giggle when he squeezes your hips.
"Shall we head up then?" He asks, and you nod. "Thank you for cleaning. You really didn't have to."
"You're welcome." You tell him, and follow him into his room.
"You pick whatever you want to wear, but of course, I'm not opposed to you wearing nothing." He says, and your face heats up. He laughs, and walks away from you. Fuck. How were you supposed to get through the night?
You change fairly quickly in the bathroom, and meet him at the bed where he was currently sitting on the edge of it. You watch him swallow hardly, and you smirk to yourself. "Question for you."
"Ask away, baby girl." He says with a smile.
"If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?" You ask him, and move to standing in front of him.
"You." He answers, and you shake your head at him. "What?"
"I said anything, not anyone." You chuckle at him, and he shrugs his shoulders. "You really want me?"
"I think I've made that pretty obvious." He chuckles nervously. "Want you in anyway you'll let me have you."
"That's very intriguing." You comment as you lift yourself over him, straddling his lap. You stare down at him, and his hands move to the top of your exposed thighs. "Do you remember the first time we kissed?"
