Give Me You [ MUSE / DOM HOWARD ] [ COMPLETED ]

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Late into the night, when the show was over, Dom and I traveled to our hotel to be alone while Chris, Kelly, and Matt stayed at the concert hall. We haven't had anytime to be by ourselves in a long time and it felt good to be back in Dominic's embrace after being away for soon long. I made sure not to make things increase over the course of the night, but Dom seemed to have more power over me.

I now sit in his lap as he kisses every open spot above my t-shirt neck line, trying to heat things up before the mates come back. Dominic forces his tongue into my mouth, causing me to pull back and him placing his hand on the back of my head to continue with making out. With his hand running up and down my back, I try to figure out a way to stop all of this before it escalates any further.

"Dom, wait," I say against his lips as he brings me closer to his body. Pulling away from his mouth, I stare into his grey hues that plead with me to finish what he has started. "Dominic, I'm not ready." I place my hand on his shoulder to make sure everything is okay between us but he doesn't make any movement to signify his agreement.

Leaning in to plant my lips on Dominic's, he stands up quickly and makes me fall out of his lap and on to the floor just before hitting the back of my head on the coffee table. I close my eyes and rub the spot cautiously as he grabs for my open hand and pulls me off of the floor roughly. Dom's eyes are burning with anger and unfinished passion as his mouth explodes in a fury of unprocessed words.

"When will you be, then?! I've waited for a long time, Grace, for you to be ready! I'm ready now!" Dom calls out as the grip on my wrist tightens and his face becomes closer to mine. I close my eyes again to get away from the approaching monster that is unleashed every time there's an argument. "Ever thought about that? What I want, and not what you need? Grace, listen to me!"

My shoulders are grabbed now and I'm shook out of myself before my eyes open wide again to see Dom's face red and flustered. I can't help but feel this is my fault. But it's not. I put myself before my boyfriend. There's equal love. I'm fighting with myself like I do every night after a heated argument and slight batter. Feeling pressure on my back, I realize I was just shoved into the nearest wall and crumpled to the floor at Dom's feet.

Dominic now towers over me as my head spins and my back aches from the impact I took. Staring up at my boyfriend, I try to give him a look of sincerity but it drops as he leans down and grabs at my wrist again, pulling me off the floor. Dom's hands snake around my waist and he holds me close to his frame as I force myself to realize this is how it's going to be.

"Grace, I just want you to love me."

There will be fights. He'll start them and finish it all while I cower away. There will be love. We will grow stronger in our relationship but it'll soon break apart. There will be mistakes. I'll make sure to fix them. All of them; for Dominic.