The Shield's Baby Girl

Chapter 19

Sorry I've been slacking. Haven't been doing or feeling so good in the last month.
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After all of the papers were signed, the foursome decided to just sit back and watch some a movie. There was an argument about what to watch and eventually they settled on Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle.

"This movie is weird. Why didn't they just get KFC?" Dean asked.

"Because Kumar didn't want KFC and they saw the White Castle commercial." Seth answered with an irritated tone in his voice.

"But who says Kumar makes all the decisions?"

"Dude, shut up. Its just a movie."

"How about you make me, Rollins."

Seth started to get up but was held down by Carrie, who had a strong grip around his waist. He had forgotten that she had decided to cuddle him over Dean and Roman. She looked up at Seth and gave him her best puppy dog eyes, mentally pleading for him not to get up.

"You're so cute.." The Iowan whispered, settling back on the couch.

"Thanks.." She whispered back, getting comfortable against him once again.

"Ro, can we get White Castle?" Dean asked a few minutes after his first interruption.

"Dean, you ate like, two hours ago. We don't need White Castle." Roman said.

"You're always hungry, dude." Seth added, stroking the girl's hair.

"No one asked you."

"Don't start." Roman groaned, running a hand through his hair.

Carrie yawned, stretched and cuddled closer into Seth. She was beginning to feel tired as he continued to run his fingers through her hair.

"Rome?" She whispered, hoping he'd hear.

"Yes?" He answered, not taking his eyes away from the TV.

"Baby girl wants some ice cream.."

All three men chuckled at what Carrie had called herself. The girls before her had barely acknowledged, on day one, that they were theirs, let alone called themselves 'baby girl'.

"Daddy Roman will get you the ice cream. What kind would you like?" He asked, finally tearing his gaze away from the movie. She giggled at the nickname he gave himself, which was very suiting, and answered with a simple, "Vanilla."

"Can daddy get all of his babies ice cream?" Dean attempted to say in a cute voice but instead, it came out sounding like he was sick or something.

In unision, all four of them burst out in laughter. It lasted a couple of minutes and resulted in a few happy tears being shed.

"You're a dork, Dean." Seth said once his laughing had calmed.

"Yeah, but y'all love me." He smirked, shooting a wink towards Carrie. She blushed and stuck her tongue out at him. He returned the gesture and they both ended up laughing again.

"Ay', what am I gonna do with you guys?" Roman laughed, getting up. He stretched, causing his shirt to rise up a bit, showing that his jeans were now riding very low on his hips. Carrie bit her lip and watched as he adjusted his junk without a care in the world.

When he walked away, she couldn't help but stare at his thick bum. It was big and plump and seemed to fill his now sagging jeans perfectly. Seth and Dean both noticed her staring, locked eyes and then smirked. They both had gotten a turn with the smaller girl, which seemed unfair to Roman. Dean raised his eyebrows, soundlessly asking Seth if they were thinking the same thing. With a slight nod from Seth, Dean smirked once again and got up.

"I'm gonna go help Ro." And with that, he was out of the room. Carrie's eyes were glued to the TV, although she had already seen the movie over a dozen times.

"Y'know.." Seth began, resuming playing with her hair, "Ro's got a nice ass. It's really nice to grab onto when he's giving a good fucking."

Those words hit Carrie like a brick and she immediately turned red, knowing she had been caught staring at the Samoan's perfect bum.

"O-oh?"

"Fuck yeah." As Seth described, in detail, what it was like to be fucked by such a large, gentle man, Dean had been talking with Roman.

"Hey daddy." Dean teased, wrapping his arms around the larger man's waist.

"Dean, what are you doing and why do you keep calling me that? You haven't called me that, outside the bedroom, in a long time."

"Well, I just thought you liked it." The lunatic whispered in Roman's ear, gently nibbling on it. The Samoan stopped scooping ice cream and tried to shake Dean off.

"What in the world are you doing?"

"Trying to get you all hot and bothered so you'll fuck our baby girl. She was totally mind fucking you as you were walking in here."

"Nah, she wasn't."

"Roman, don't argue with me. She was 100% staring at this juicy ass of yours." To make a statement, Dean grabbed a handful of Roman's perfect bum. The tatted man flinched at the contact then shooed the other's hand away.

"Dean, stop. I'll have sex with her when its my turn."

"C'mon, man. Y'know ya want to." Dean teased, rubbing his hands against Roman's hips. Roman sighed then quickly turned around and had Dean pinned against the fridge.

"I'll do whatever I want, when I want it. Your little tricks may work on other people but not me."

"Oh yeah? Is that why you're half hard and pushing against me?" Dean let his signature smirk dance across his lips. He wasn't wrong, Roman did have a slight hard on and he was unconsciously pushing against Dean's hip.

"Fuck, is she still with Seth?"

"Yup."

"You two finish the ice cream. I've got something to take care of."

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