The Plan

Chapter 3: You've Changed

Rhea sat back up, peering down at Dominik as she straddled him. His face was flushed and his breathing was heavy, causing a smirk to grace her face.

They were two years in and she still managed to make him absolutely flustered and she loved it. She scratched her pointy nails down his chest as they stared at one another.

"You've made me so proud of you these last few weeks Dom Dom," She said softly as she kept her eyes on him. "Do you know that?"

Dominik's ears perked up at the sudden praise. It was the most important thing to him, making the people he cared about proud, Rhea especially. It surprised him for sure, his track record since Rhea had been back hadn't been the best, but he was trying and he was glad that she could see that.

Letting her hands slip under the fabric of his shirt, Rhea let a low chuckle as her nails made a slow, torturous journey along his skin.

"Watching you beat up Jey like that, defending your Mami," Rhea teased with a pleased hum. It was no secret how jealous and possessive Rhea could be, everyone knew it. What most didn't see though is that Dominik was the same way, if not worse. He was the more levelheaded of the two, being able to mask his emotions with ease, something Rhea couldn't do even if she tried.

But that night when Jey approached him about Rhea and with Damian egging it on, everything went out the window. Just the idea of Rhea giving someone that wasn't him her attention and affection after she had been gone for so long had him seeing red. He let out all his anger that night; his anger towards Liv and her constant attempts at ruining his relationship with Rhea, the fear he felt that Rhea wasn't going to forgive him, the jealousy he felt towards Jey's advances. He took it all out on Jey until someone ruined it. His loss didn't matter to Rhea though, she saw everything she needed to see that night.

"And then last night," Rhea continued with a chuckle, leaning back down to rest her head in the crook of his neck so she could speak directly in his ear.

"Seeing you stand up for yourself finally," She said softly as her hands made their way down his front, palming him through his pants. Dominik let out a groan as her breath tickled his skin. "You've changed Papi." Rhea purred.

"And I like it." She licked along his jawline before taking his chin into her hand to make him look at her.

"I'm so proud of you." Rhea repeated met with his eyes that were filled with admiration but mostly, lust.

Dominik's hands found her waist the moment she began to grind her hips against him. His mouth fell open slightly as she dug herself deeper into his lap each time.

The change she saw in him was all of the anger and frustration he had while she was away finally bubbling to the surface. From Liv, to Damian constantly scolding him instead of helping him, to the streak of match losses he couldn't seem to break, it had all become too much. He hated how much he missed, he hated how much he needed her, how lost and helpless he felt without her.

Dominik's eyes darkened as the reality hit him that he had just got her back and now he was going to have to lose her again. The anger brewing in his stomach was enough to make him dig his fingers into her sides before abruptly switching their positions, him now hovering over her.

The look on his face made Rhea's breath hitch. The switch of the power dynamic was obvious. She wasn't used to relinquishing control so quickly, but the sudden wickedness in his eyes left her speechless.

He pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it to the side before crashing his lips into hers. Dominik craved her so badly, and if this would be one of the last times he could have her for a while, then he was going to make it worthwhile.