Shield One Shots [EDITING]

Dean - I Hate Loving You

'I hate them so fucking much..' I grumbled to myself as I walked through the back. The fucking Shield had interrupted my match and made me fucking lose.. again! Im tired of having to deal with them every time I do something!

It's like I'm the cat that the Hounds of Justice are chasing after. Whether its a promo or a match or even if I'm on commentary, they somehow find a way to ruin it for me! I've hated them since day one when they ruined my debut.

"[YOUR NAME]!" I snapped my head around and saw him.

"What in the hell do you want?!" I spat, crossing my arms.

"Just shut up. HHH said we have to start teaming and have a fucking romantic storyline. Make your ass look pretty and come to my dressing room in an hour so we can practice, alright?" Dean growled, smirking as he turned and left.

"Fuck!" I yelled when he was far enough down the hall. I stormed to my dressing room, not caring who was in my way.

1 hour later

I sighed and looked down at my outfit. Dean said to look pretty and I didn't want to look good for him. I also didn't want to look NOT good. I decided that I should tease him a bit. I wore a batman crop top, short ass shorts with some combat boots and skull socks. I pulled my top up a bit, showing off my bra a little at the bottom.

"Dean?!" I pounded on the door.

"Hang on!" I groaned. I waited about 5 mins before Dean opened the door. I gasped and my mouth went dry. He was standing there shirtless and oh my gosh,.. he looked fucking sexy!

"You like what you see?" Dean smirked, leaning against the door.

"I do..." I whispered. "Fuck I mea-- no... ugh.. fine."

"Ha caught you." Dean winked, pulling me into the room. He slammed me into the door and ran his hand along my thigh.

"HHH said we can have the Jon Moxley gimmick between us so maybe we should try it out.." Dean ran his hand over my shorts, where my kitty was.

"D-Dean... don't. You know I hate you.." I moaned slightly as he started to kiss my neck.

"You know you want it.." He growled, biting my neck.

"God dammit Dean.." I pushed him away and looked down.

"You can't hate me that much. It was scripted for us to interrupt your debut.. 'Nd ya know what?" Dean put a hand under my chin and made me look at him.

"I've wanted you since day one.." Dean kissed me hard, shoving his tongue hungrily down my throat. He slipped his hands into my shorts and massaged my bum.

"Fucking tease.. Wait until later.." I whispered against his lips. He chuckled and kissed me hard again.