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In the backseat of the car, I let out a breath, apologizing softly, "I'm sorry the car's all wet—"

But Dominic doesn't reply. Instead, he cupped my cheeks, his gaze intense and unwavering. Feeling my heart beating harder in my chest, I feel my cheeks already blushing. And slowly.. with undeniable certainty, he finally leaned in.

The kiss was filled with a quiet urgency, the ones that sent your heart racing. But as it deepened, I gently pulled back, fingers reaching for the zipper of my denim. Slowly, I pulled them down.. letting him watch as I revealed myself.

His breath catched, eyes lingering, taking in the delicate black lace bra against my skin. Lifting his gaze back to me, he murmured, voice soft—full of awe, "You're so beautiful," before leaning in to kiss again.

I felt the heat heightened as his kisses went fervent, scrambling to open his damp shirt—helping each other shed layers.. until only our briefs remained. He fired kisses on my neck—biting my earlobe, before his lips brushed against my ear as he murmured,

"Can I taste you?"

Breathless, I pulled him back in for a kiss.. before nodding. A small smirk crossed his lips as he slowly kissed his way downward. His large hands traced my waist.. fingers hovering over my breast.. to below my belly. The anticipation was too overwhelming—and I can't help but let out a soft moan. His head dipped, and I could feel his voice low against my skin, murmuring, "Moan for me, baby."

And his thumb entered me.

It moved with deliberate intent—I gasped, squirming as he matched the rhythm to the heat building inside of me. Holding in a loud moan, I disobey him—so he slowly thrusted it deeper—"Dom—"

His name can't help but escape my lips, a breathy plea, and it seemed to turn him on—since he only intensified his movements, whispering in your ear, "Say it again, Ren. Say my name—"

"Dom!"

He shifted, replacing his thumb with his index finger as he licked on me—and a different sensation vibrated all over me. His gaze never left my face as he brought my body closer.. and closer to the edge, fingers working in sync with his tongue, urging me to surrender. The sensation left me gasping, every nerve alight.

"Fuck—Dom, yes—!" I pant. And it made him go harder. And I moaned harder, till I can't take it anymore, the deliberate movement of his finger sent me to euphoria, eventually spasming. "F—fuck!"

I grabbed into his fluffy hair, holding for dear life. His eyes held a smirk of satisfaction as he raised his body closer to mine—only to put his wet finger for me to suck. Feeling weak, I obeyed, face flushed. A mischievous spark in his eyes as he teased, "Didn't know that beautiful mouth of yours could be so dirty, love," and he withdrew his finger—only to touch me again. He never intended to stop. And it sent me to—

It's too much. Desperate, I grabbed his hair, pulled him to my face, breathlessly murmuring, "Dom, I—I can't take it anymore—" Trembling in his arms, I begged, "I.. I want you!"

A dark look flickers across his face, and he draws me closer. "Yea? You can't hold it anymore?" He leaned down, grazing my neck with a growl, "You want me?"

"I want you," I groaned, holding onto him as his warmth surrounded me.

"You're so hot, baby," he smirked, pulling me closer by the waist. The rain still falling gently outside, but we're wrapped in a moment of our own, making our own rain.

His kiss grew more urgent, hands cupping my face as he breathed me in, his touch filled with undeniable craving. "Beg for me," he hissed, teasing me as he slipped his fingers to me again.

Groaning in pleasure, I begged, "Please baby I want you."

And quickly, he fumbled with his belt, and my hands joined his, both scrambling in mutual anticipation. With a slow, careful motion, he rubbed onto me—his gaze locked onto me as he gauged every response—my expressions, my staggered moan—his breathing grew unsteady, and eventually, he entered you.

And all hell broke loose.

We both moved in sync, messy—completely lost in each other.

But at one point, I murmured, "Can I be on top?"

"Y—you.." he faltered, surprise flashing across his face before his voice softened into a playful tone. "Baby, you want to be on top, huh?" and he kissed me, shifted, effortlessly lifting me and turning me over, placing me above him.

And I moved. The pleasure unbearable—building as I move together, each sensation intensifying. The more I moaned, the more helpless he was. His grip tightened around my waist, pounding me harder. Couldn't control his moan, he gasped, "You're—you're so tight, baby—"

"You feel so good baby—!" I screamed, voice filled with need. I bit his lip, capturing both of our moans as my movements sped up. Just as he reached his limit, he whispered,

"Ren, I think I'm gonna—baby, I'm gonna—!"

He rapidly lifted me away, ready to handle things himself—but I'm quicker. Leaned down, I sealed my mouth over him, surprising him completely. Startled, he caught my crooked body—but I started to move, helping him. His body tensed, pushing his back to the seat harder. His hand found my hair, grasping it tight, guiding me—he finally let go—

And I gulped, swallowing him whole. The unexpected sound caught him off guard—as he stroked my hair, asking in disbelief, "Did.. did you just—"

I popped away with my mouth—before I stuck out my tongue to him. His eyes widened in surprise amusement, and he couldn't help but laugh, pulling me close with a wide smile. However, when I leaned in for a kiss, he dodged, feigning disgust.

"Why?!" I protested, laughing in a scoff.

"No."

"Oh come on! It's yours—"

"You don't understand—" he chuckled, dodging again as I playfully tried to kiss him. Resigned, I pulled away with a pout, making him groan in exaggerated reluctance.. before he finally gave in, leaning in to kiss me back. I grinned widely, giggling as he muttered, "Only because it's you."

"It's an honor," I said cheekily, making him chuckle as he kissed the tip of my nose. "So.. am I special, Dominic Hunt?" I teased, giggling as I rested my body on him, hands stroking his sweaty chest.

He sighed, rolling his eyes. "You're un—believable."

"But hot," I replied, raising an eyebrow.

His eyes glinted with amusement for a second—before he scoffed, "Wow, you're even more arrogant after sex. Noted."

I laughed as we settled into the seat, limbs tangled as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. After a moment, he asked, "Are you cold?" while reaching behind him, scrambling to grab a blanket from the compartment.

With a sus look pointed at him, I chuckled, "So, how many girls have slept under this blanket?"

He rolled his eyes, chuckling as he spread the blanket upon us. I giggled as I helped him spread them evenly until all of our body was covered by its warmth. For a moment, he gazed at me.. until a small smile formed on his lips.. and he murmured,

"Would you believe me if I said you're the first?"

My eyes widened, all of the mischievous giggles and smiles faltered. But I quickly composed myself, teasing, "There ain't no way—why else would you have it stocked in here?"

His warm smile lingered as he answered, "I like to sleep in here."

I blinked, taken aback, and his hand came up to stroke my hair as he smiled. The sincerity of the moment caught me off guard, and I whispered softly, "So.. this is your safe space?"

Slowly.. he leaned in, pressing gentle kisses to my forehead.. my nose.. and finally, his lips found mine. I breathed in his burnt-like scent, devouring it completely into my systems.. until.. with a soft smirk, I heard him murmur..

"Only one of them."

And a grin painted my mouth, feeling a warmth in my chest that seemed to pulse in time with his. I gently cupped his face in my hands, feeling the heat of his skin under my cold fingertips as our eyes locked, his golden locks falling slightly over his brow, soft as sunlight.

With one last soft kiss, he pulled me close, wrapping me tightly in his arms, a secure, gentle presence that held me like I was everything he needed. My head rested on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as we both drifted off in each other's arms until dawn.

The car rolled to a stop in front of your dorm, the quiet hum of the engine filling the silence. Oh—right, the silence. You don't know what's wrong.. but—since after the kiss.. he's been pretty.. distant. You waited for him to turn off the engine.. to kiss you again—or to just—excuse himself to accompany you upstairs—

But no. He just.. stayed there.

"You.. want to come in?" you bit your lip, tasting the embarrassment you've made for yourself. Dominic's face twisted with uncertainty, looking like a lot in his mind. In massive annoyance, you exhaled sharply, "Did I do something wrong—"

"No no—it's just—" he trailed off. Then for the first time, he finally looked at you, and a look of apologetic plastered on his face. "I'm sorry, Ren.. I think I need to process all of this."

"Are you ashamed of me?"

"What? No—"

"You know what—it's fine. Thank you," you raised your hand before stepping out, and before you headed toward the entrance, you popped your head from the car door.

"For the ride."

You smiled, and closed the door, leaving him with a sigh. You skipped a few stairs in hurried steps, angry—disappointed. You scrambled to put the keys—but the door creaked open on its own. Confused, you flung the door open—to find a shadowy figure, making you freeze on guard.

Your heart pounded as you took in the figure near the window, barely visible in the dim dorm light. Frozen for a moment, you tried to steady your breathing. Slowly, you edged closer.. unsure whether to call out or turn back. But as the figure shifted slightly, stepping into the soft light, your eyes widened.

"Raymond?"

Meanwhile, back in the car, Dominic sat in turmoil, muttering to himself, "Seriously? You could've just gone inside! Talk it out with her! What is wrong with you?!" he groaned, rubbing his forehead, feeling like an idiot. Gripping the wheel—he threw it in reverse!

He marched on the hallway, mumbling to himself, "Ren—that kiss was amazing, I don't want just tonight with you, I want tomorrow, and the day after—" and he jumped—turning back around in jitters. But then he jumped forward again, forcing himself to keep walking. "Man up, Hunt. You got this, asshole." Taking a deep breath, he finally knocked on your door.. and waited—

To find Raymond on the door, shirtless.

His heart sank. Half-turned, he gave an awkward shift, desperate to fucking leave—

"Dominic! Great to see you, pal—what brings you here?" Raymond greeted him with an infuriatingly casual grin, putting on a fake friendly tone.

Irritation building inside him. Pal? Yeah, right, he thought, clenching his jaw—but he forced a smirk. "Likewise, pal. What're you doing here?" he barked.

The tension thickened. Raymond chuckled, but it came off like a mocking scoff. "Me? Just visiting. You know, childhood bestfriend habit never dies, right? Want me to pass something to her?"

...

The silence is deafening to the point Raymond recoiled. He tilted his head in confusion, expression almost concerned as he saw the person in front of him suddenly froze.

Dominic's heart dropped.

The words circled in his mind, over and over again. He felt the blood drain from his face—and that's when you ran from behind. And when you saw him, your face fell, taken aback. Turning to you with a tight smile, Dominic forced himself to sound casual. "H—he.. he's your childhood bestfriend?"

Guilt flashed across your face. You didn't want him to know it this way. Cursing internally at Raymond, you tried to open your mouth to speak—but before you could, Dominic's shock turned into outrage. Even Raymond's eyes widened in horror as he took a step back. Dominic's face turned crimson, the frustration finally hitting its peak as he glared at him and—

"OH HELL NAH—"

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