"I'd love to dance." Roman says, and your heart sinks a little. "But, only with Y/N."
You turn your head quickly, and Roman was already looking at you. "What do you say? Want to dance?"
You look back at the girl who was pissed, and storms off. "Yes." You say, and stand up, Roman following right behind you. As you make your way down to the dance flor, you stop a few times as people walk up to Roman, wishing him a happy birthday.
"Finally." He says, and you turn to face him. He grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer to him.
"Just so you know, I'm a shit dancer." You tell him as you down another drink.
"Don't worry baby girl, I got you." Roman says, and pulls you even closer. You reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, and he smirks at you. "I've seen a handful of guys staring at you."
"I've seen three times that amount of women, looking at you." You tell him, and he bends down to whisper in your ear.
"You think I give a fuck about them when I have you right here, right now?" His voice sending shivers down your spine. "I want tp spear every single one of them into the fucking ground for even breathing the same air as you."
He lifts his head up to face you again. "You know I've wanted you for a while. So, why aren't we doing this?" He asks you, and you bend your head down, nervous to answer him.
"I just-" You stop yourself, and he tilts your chin up to face him again. "You know about what happened with my ex." You drag out, and Roman looks deeply into your eyes. "I'm just-"
"Scared." Roman finishes your sentence, and you lower your head in embarrassment. "I get it, but you know there is something between us." His face close to yours again. "All I'm asking is that you give me a chance."
You look up at him, and can tell he's serious. "Are you sure you want me?" You ask, feeling insecure.
"Yes." He answers as if it were an easy question. His hand moves to your cheek, using his thumb to stroke up and down. He leans in, and for the first time ever, you don't move away. Instead, you let his lips find yours.
At first it's a simple kiss, and he pulls away to look into your eyes for an objection. He kisses you again, gripping the back of your neck as he deepens the kiss, and he was intoxicating. Everything about him was. Why weren't you doing this with him?
He pulls away, resting his forehead against yours. "I've wanted to do that for so long." He whispers, and now it felt as if it were just the two of you in the room.
"Take me home." You whisper to Roman who opens his eyes to look at you. "I want you, Roman."
"A-are you sure?" He stutters, and you never thought you'd experience a nervous Roman.
"Yes, please." You beg him, and he nods, whipping out his phone. "What are you doing?"
"Uber. We've both been drinking." He says, and then his face falls. "We've both been drinking." He says again as it's a realization.
"Roman, I know what you're thinking, but you aren't taking advantage of me. I promise." You tell Roman who still looks hesitant. "Roman, I swear, I'm okay. Unless, it's you we should be worried about? Have you had too much to drink?"
"No." He says, shaking his head, looking down at his phone to see that our ride was here. "Let's get out of here." He grabs your hand, leading you out of the building.
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You were straddled across Roman's lap, his lips on yours, and his hands were gripping your ass tight. You moan into the kiss, and you can feel him smirk. "I'm going to ruin you." He mumbles against your lips before moving his lips to your neck.
Birthday Boy-Roman Reigns
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