Bleeding Red (CM Punk WWE)

Six- Game.

She lay beneath a sleeping Roman in the dark. These were the moments she hated, the moment after, when she began to regret everything she had done so far. Roman was letting his full 200+ pounds fall on her not at all concerned about her, but she was used to it. At least it distracted her from her regrets, it numbed her. She longed to move but knew that if she did Roman would only pull her closer, crushing her more. He had told her he loved her, it hit her like a load of bricks. She was actually shocked, he had never even hinted he felt that way about her but he had said it. Somewhere between him getting undressed and placing her hand on his erection, he looked her in the eyes, pressed his lips to hers and he said it.
"Ruby...I love you" before kissing her lips tenderly again. Maybe he did it to try to put her in the mood. She hated to think he meant it...but the way he had said it...she shook the thought from her mind. She stared at the ceiling, letting out a sigh when she heard the door creak open. She lifted her head curious, it was Dean. And saying he looked unhappy was an understatement. She smiled at him innocently,

"You weren't lying" she told him quietly. She didn't want to wake Roman. He glared at her,

"Come with me, NOW" he growled. She pouted at him,

"Don't be angry Sweetie," she cooed from where she was. She tried to get up, but purposely moved to where Roman pulled her closer into his chest. She could feel him breathing I the scent of her hair, his large hand digging into her ribs. She could feel his package on her as, she shrugged helplessly as Dean. The look in his eyes darkened,

"I'm not going to tell you again" he hissed,
"Get out of there or so help me I will drag you out by your hair."  She glared,

"I'd like to see you try" she challenged.

"You really wouldn't Ruby," he shook his head glaring, his nostrils flared
"You have until the count of 3" he struck out a finger, she managed to sit up and rest her cheek on her propped up arm as she stared at him.
"One" she didn't budge, his eyes shot daggers,
"Two" he managed to say through clenched teeth, she blinked at him unfazed. He hesitated to say the next number

"Go on" she smirked
"Say it, I dare you to lay a hand on me" she taunted as she cuddled against Roman knowing full well the effect it would have on Dean.  She felt his hand on her head as he tore at her hair and another her arm, his nails digging into her flesh, as he pulled her from Romans arms. He didn't even wake up but simply rolled over. He began to drag her by her hair. She managed to elbow him in the shin. She got up quickly laughing of the pain and sashayed into his room. It was a few seconds before she head his footsteps as he walked toward the room. She laid waiting for him on his bed, cooly crossing her legs. He looked at what she was wearing and rolled his eyes disgusted.
"Take that shit off" he ordered,

"Why? I think Romans football jersey suits me" she smirked,

"Take it off or I'll do it for you"

"Well don't threaten me with a good time." She cooed, she could tell he was biting back a smile as his dimples appeared. She continued to lay there, hugging herself slightly, Dean took a menacing step toward her.
"Dean, sweetheart, we both know you don't scare me" she purred twirling a piece of her long red hair on her finger.

"You should be afraid" he warned in a low voice as he crawled toward her on the bed.

"Oh I'm shaking in my Anoa'i jersey" she teased, he hovered above her, his face inches away from hers as he caged her with his own body.

"I'm giving you one last chance Ruby" he warned, she looked up at him and groaned,

"You're such a pain", she felt his hands at the bottom of the jersey before he tore off of her barely keeping from ripping it to shreds. She lay beneath him in just her lacy bra and underwear. She had to feign confidence even though she felt hideous. She groaned again,
"So relentless aren't you?"