"Domino's POV"
We got into the house. I sat the bags on the floor and took my shoes off, damn my feet hurt, it was good that I got some new shoes.
I looked over at Brandon he stood there without shoes and the bags in his hands with a big smile on his lips. Damn boy. I smiled at him. I walked over to him and kissed his forehead. When I pulled back his cheeks were bright red.
My phone made a message sound in my pocket. I pulled up my phone and saw it was from Michael. He needed help with something at the office.
"Hey Brandon, I have to go to the office at my work, while I'm gone can you put the clothes to the closet in the bedroom? I made room for your clothes."
"Y-yes sir." I kissed his check.
"I don't know when I'll be back but there's food in the kitchen."
"Okay."
"And Love, we'll talk about the thing when I get home again." He nodded. I smiled. I took my new shoes on and went to the car.
When I got to the office, I had to do some paper work. Michael said it was important. Something about new joiners in the club I needed to make sure they were clean and never had hurt anyone. But all I could think about was Brandon. He was so damn cute. I had never been this happy with another person, and I had only known him for a couple days.
I just wished I could hold him in my arms forever and never let him go. But I knew he was not a little boy. He was nineteen years. Damn I was three years older than him. He was just so little and skinny.
There I was sitting at my desk looking at my work. Only ten minutes and I could go home to him. And hug him tight. The ten minutes went by fast when I got out it was raining like crazy. I ran over to the car. Damn why did I always park the car so far away. When I finally was in the car, I was soaked. I drove home.
When I got inside Brandon was waiting for me by the door. His face got choked when he saw how wet I was.
"A-are you okay?" he asked and took a step closer to me.
"No, I'm really freezing and I feel a bit sick... but I just want to hold you." I answered with a tired voice I smiled softly at him.
"Y-you should get out of your clothes, want me to help? You look too tired to do it by yourself." He took a step closer again while blushing.
"Yes please." I just answered.
He took my hand and pulled me slowly into the bedroom. He took off my shirt threw it against the wall. He pulled down my pants and pulled them off me and threw them to the shirt.
"Damn your boxers are wet too. How far away did you park your car?"
"When I ran it felt like forever to get there cause off the rain."
"O-okay.. H-hmm do you w-want me t-to take t-them o-off too?" he was brighter red than I had ever seen him before.
"If you want too." I gave him a dirty look. He blushed. Damn he's so cute.
He slowly pulled my boxers off and turned all red in his face. He fast found some new clothes to me. I took the clothes on with his help. After that we went to bed. He cuddled up to me to hold me warm. And damn it worked I slowly fell asleep to his warm.
"Brandon's POV"
I woke up to me laying so close against him. I kissed his cheek and stood up from the bed I went out to make him some breakfast. I had a feeling that he was sick and I would feel bad if he would make me breakfast.
I stood there and tried my best making bacon and eggs to him. And when I say I tried my best I suck at making food. But okay I haven't been in a kitchen for over two years.
I felt strong hands move around my belly. I stood still and tried to keep my focus on the food. He kissed my neck gently and I blushed.
"Hey." he whispered with a sweet sexy morning voice against my ear. It made my body shiver.
"You should go back to bed you're sick." I tried to hide in my voice how turned on I was.
"Okay then. But the eggs and bacon are finished now if you give it more it'll burn." He smiled teasingly and went into bed again.
I took the food off and put it on plates. When I got into the room with the food, he was already asleep.
I sat his plate at the bedtable beside him. I ate my food. It didn't taste as good as it did when Domino made it but it tasted fine.
I looked over at him. He looked like he was about to die sweat was ruining down his face. His cheeks were all red. I ran out to the toilet and put cold water on a towel. I ran back to him and put the cold towel against his forehead and down his cheeks. He slowly leaned into the touch and gave a little smile.
"Thank you Love." He mumbled with his eyes closed. I blushed as I always did when he called me the nickname. Damn I just wanted him to kiss me. I wanted to feel his lips against mine. But he was sick so no kisses. I looked down at my lap.
"Heyy Love, what's wrong you look like a little sad puppy." I looked up meeting his beautiful brown eyes with my own blue eyes. He was watching me waiting for my answer.
"N-nahh it's nothing." I tried to smile but he looked right through me.
"Love, I don't like when you're lying to me..." he looked at me. "Just tell me what it is." He gave me a weak smile. Though I could see he wanted me to answer him truthy.
I could feel the tears in my eyes damn why were I crying. And it wasn't even a good reason why I was sad. It just made me look stupid, and then he would get tired of me, and send me on the streets again and it would hurt so bad because I already liked him so much.
"Tell me."
"F-fine it's just... I-I want so bad for y-you to k-kiss me... b-but you're s-sick and all a-and..." he sat up and leaned his lips against mine. I could maybe get sick but in this moment, I didn't care I just wanted to kiss him so bad. I kissed him back and he started kissing me a bit harder. He laid his back down against the bed again. I was following his every move so I was laying on top of him. Damn I loved being this close to him. I slowly opened my eyes just to peek at him. His eyes were shout. I closed my eyes again and slowly moved my hands up in his hair. I held a bit tighter he let out a moan.
That moan really turned me on. He moved his hands under my shirt while kissing me harder I couldn't hold my moan in longer. I let out a soft moan. He turned us around, so he was on top. He kissed my neck and found a weak spot of mine I let out a loud moan and held his hair tighter. He kept kissing that spot and I kept letting loud moans out.
"Damn Love your moans turns me on." He said between kisses.
I smiled while blushing like hell. To know that I could do that made me so happy I didn't know why.
"Your blushing doesn't make it easier for me."
"S-sorry." I looked down blushing harder.
"No don't say sorry for it.. it's okay."
"O-okay."
"Damnit." He said as he slowly lifted my shirt over my head. He was about to kiss my chest when the doorbell rang. He let out a disappointed sound and stood up. He walked out of the bedroom. I took my time to get back to myself damn that was close. Why didn't it happen? Omg I was already needy, and I only known him less than a week.
I walked out to him. There stood a man right in front of Domino. The door was still open. I walked over to him.
When the man saw me, he said "Really you dump me and finds yourself a little kid like him? Damn look at his size he's so skinny and short."
Domino turned to look at me he smiled shyly to me. I just looked at the other man. I didn't like him something about me made me want to hide behind Domino and never come back until the man was away.
"Colin is there something you want? Or you should really leave."
"Seriously Dommie you can do so much better than that little weak kid."
"Don't call me that."
"Oh Dommie you loved it when we were together in bed."
Okay that hurt me and made want to cry.
"Colin shut up!"
"Dommie, he will never be as good as me in bed."
"Colin don't ever talk like that about Brandon if I hear you do it again, you'll wish to God that you're never were born understand? now go fuck someone else and leave me the fuck alone." Domino said with a voice that made people submit to him. The guy stood there scared written all over his face. Domino shut the door in the man's face and looked at me.
I could feel tears running down my cheeks. But okay how stupid was I of cos wouldn't he be virgin. I mean look at him. But still It made me sad that I wouldn't be his first one.
"Hey, hey Brandon are you crying?"
I didn't answer him. I thought it made him angry when I wasn't answering him. But sometimes I just didn't know what to say. Like now. I didn't want to look like a little kid like the man said I was.
"No!! I'm not a little kid." I said and ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
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