Seth Rollins - One Shots

"Come over here and make me."

"Come over here and make me."

"What did you just say?" Seth asks, looking away from the sink and focusing his attention on the couch where you are lying down.

"I didn't say anything." You reply quickly, trying not to laugh.

"Did you just say something in the lines of 'come here and make me'?" He says, drying his hands and walking your way. "Because that's exactly what I'm going to do." He smirks.

He towers over you, leaning down and kissing your neck with soft and sweet kisses. He trails your jaw with small kisses until he reaches your lips, kissing them passionately, the kiss grows rougher and hotter as you slip your tongue into his mouth, exploring it.

"Seth, I need you." You moan, feeling the urge to have him inside you grow by the second.

"I know." He whispers on your ear, but suddenly, he gets up. "Well, you come help me and then I'll take care of that." He smirks evilly.

You frown angrily at him. You hate that you can't resist him. "What? You were the one who told me to come here and make you." He chuckles, pulling you with him to finish cleaning the kitchen.