A/N: This was the only idea I really liked enough to post so ehh here ya go ig
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I sat on the apron and stretched my legs placidly, mind wandering as my eyes swept the arena of empty plastic seats.
Seth and I had cut some time out to train together before the next Raw, so we had the ring all to ourselves for a few hours to work on technique without interruption.
He was warming up with a few pushups on the ground outside of the ring, and I found myself smiling against my will. He caught my eye and cocked a brow.
"Enjoying the view, Y/N?" He said smugly.
"A little bit." I folded my arms. He rolled his eyes and resumed his set, still smiling as he lowered himself to the ground again.
"Maybe we'll finally perfect your enzuigiri today," He teased. "God knows you need it."
"God knows you need my foot up your ass, Rollins."
"Well, that's just rude."
"That's the house specialty."
He dropped to his elbows and glanced up at me. "You're really something, ya know that?"
I shrugged and swung my legs in front of me.
"Hey, so this ring'll be empty for a couple hours," I started, leaning forward and supporting my chin on my hands. "Whaddya say we do something more fun?"
He raised his brows incredulously. "Really?"
"...maybe."
I rolled into the ring and held the middle rope down for him.
He obliged, stepping easily through them and watching amusedly as I leaned against the ringpost opposite him.
"Mm, I like the way you think." He murmured, stepping in front of me and running his hands up my thighs.
"Good," I hissed, pulling his mouth toward mine. "Because I've had some thoughts about this."
He chuckled, tongue dancing across mine. "Me, too."
I rolled my hips against his, grinning when I felt him through his jeans. "Let's get rid of these." I teased, sliding his waistband down past his thighs.
I wound myself against him and stepped out of my shorts, my lips never leaving his.
He eased into me without any warning, prompting me to arch my back against the turnbuckles as his hips collided with mine.
"Fffffuck." He groaned, pressing his forehead to mine. My face heated substantially and I bit back a whine as he brushed his thumb across my clit.
I bit his lower lip and wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in the hair at the base of his neck. He trailed his tongue along my throat and laughed breathily as he found my lips again.
My stomach started to tighten as he sped his pace. He gripped my hips and kept me as close as possible to him, as though I'd disappear if he let me go.
He pushed into me once more and I clenched against him, swearing quietly into his mouth. I ground against him and brought him to his edge quickly afterward, nipping at his earlobe as his release filled me.
He sucked in a breath, dropping his head to my shoulder. "I love you," He murmured, his voice muffled. "And that ain't just the hormones speaking."
"I know," I shook my head at him as he pulled away.
"I love you too, you fucking idiot."
