His Thickest Desire

Chapter Twenty

So, I'm sorry about the wait, lmao. I started a new job, that I absolutely love, so it's been taking up a lot of my time. But I hope you all had wonderful holidays and a happy new years day!

Check out the picture in the multimedia section for an idea of our beautiful couple's room! I need this type of love and romance in my life. *sigh* this chapter is like 90% fluff and 10% suspense, lmao.

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Seeing adults throw mini-tantrums usually annoyed the shit out of Dominic, but Luis' pout made him want to smother his face in kisses and fuck him until both their legs were numb.

It was a new feeling, and hard to explain.

"You know," he started as he sat in his aisle-seat next to Luis, "I have a much better use for your lips instead of them being fixed in that pout."

That gave him the exact reaction he was expecting—Luis' eyes wide with surprise and a punch to the shoulder.

"Dominic!" Luis' eyes darted to the surrounding people, boarding the plane, and taking their seats. "You can't just say something like that! What if someone heard you?!"

He shrugged. "They'd know I plan to do very X-rated things to you in Cabo and they wouldn't be wrong."

"What am I gonna do with you? Seriously."

"Well, I had a few ideas for me, too, but I wanted to hear yours first."

Luis snorted as he shook his head. The blush on his cheeks was spreading to his neck and Dominic knew where else it was headed, too. He was sorely upset that he couldn't see it.

"Y'all better not get freaky on this plane." Sara's head popped between their seats, making them jump. "Because me and Maurice might, so I'm gonna need y'all to be our lookouts."

"Uh-uh." Maurice interrupted. "I'll do a lot of things a lot of places, but that and here ain't one of them."

"What?! Baby." Sara whined as she pulled her head back.

Luis glanced back and pointed his thumb towards his friends. "What he said."

"Come on, sweetheart." He threw his arm around his boyfriend's shoulders. Luis was not looking impressed, but that didn't stop him. "I heard that's the perfect way to help flight anxiety."

"I'm not scared of flying, Dominic." Luis smirked. "In fact, I enjoy it."

"Well...lucky for you I can fake enough anxiety for both of us." He joked with a wink, making Luis breakout in his light, almost musical (at least, to Dominic) giggle of his. Dominic's own smirk turned into a soft smile. It was times like these he really felt his love for Luis, like deep in the center of his chest and on the tips of his fingers and toes. It felt like having a candle lit inside him while electricity bounced across all the angles of his body. And he enjoyed every minute.

The flight attendant did the usual safety talk, and the plane took off. His stomach dropped (or rose?) as the plane flew into the night sky. When the pilot announced the takeoff's completion, Dominic waited for his stomach to go back to normal, but it didn't.

Something didn't feel right.

But the last thing he wanted was to make Luis nervous. They were on fucking vacation. He came up with the trip to avoid his nerves. He looked at Luis, who was nose deep into a thick book, and faced forward. Their seats were towards the back of the plane, but there were still a few rows behind them.