prompt ;; it's been three months. warnings ;; mentions of sexual harassment, oral (f receiving), sex after a traumatic experience but it's fluffy dw a/n ;; i really liked how this turned out!! stan fall out boy
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Three months.
It's been three months since you've been sexually assaulted.
It's the first time someone's ever touched you like that. And you remember it so vividly—dancing next to Dominic, jumping up and down when suddenly a hand is on your ass and your breast. You yelp, remember turning around and seeing a drunk male grinning at you before Dominic was literally throwing punches, and you two left.
You filed a report, and kind of left the rest to Dom. You were slightly traumatized. To be touched like that while having fun, and right next to Dominic—it made your stomach churn in embarrassment.
You used to have sex with Dominic pretty frequently before then. But now, you can sometimes barely let him touch you.
He doesn't mind, of course. He gives you your space when needed. He hugs you before he leaves and kisses your cheek, but that's it.
You miss it. You miss his loving gaze, sweat dripping from his forehead. You miss his hands on your hips, on your thighs, on you. And you miss those perfect lips, doing the most sinister of things to your body.
You miss it, and want it back again. Dominic is just coming up from a day at the studio when you suddenly approach him and harshly kiss him. He flinches, and you pull back, alarmed.
"Sorry," you say sheepishly. "It's been a while since I've kissed you like that."
"No, it's fine," he smiles at you, cups your face gently and kisses you again. He lets you lead the pace, and you do—into something sweet and slow. His hands never wander, and you silently thank him for that.
"I wanna try again," you whisper to him after a few moments of kissing. "Being with you... please."
He grimaces. "Y/N..."
"Please," you say, pleading, hands in his shirt. "Please, Dominic."
You love how easy it is to win him over, because he nods and picks you up like his soon to be bride. You giggle, nervous but excited as he carries you to your bedroom. He lies you down and stares at you, enchanted. You've missed that stare.
"Beautiful." he murmurs, and you smile as he kisses you again. He rubs at your skin through your clothes before pulling away to slowly lift your shirt. You tense, and he shushes you with soft kisses to your upper body.
He's hesitant to kiss your breasts. He licks his lips as he leaves long, lasting kisses on the flesh, licking down to your puckered nipples. You sigh in pleasure as his lips trail down to your bellybutton, his mouth hovering over your underwear.
"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, yeah?"
"Yeah." you nod, biting your lip.
God, it's been so long. You're kind of embarrassed by how wet you are, but Dominic seems to really appreciate it with how he parts your pussy lips, just rubbing at first. You close your eyes, losing yourself to the pleasure he gives you.
He's so gentle, yet you can't help your sharp whimpers as his tongue wiggles inside of you, and a cold metal ring presses against your clit. You're almost not focusing on him until his lips wrap around the swollen nub, sucking ever so softly. You cry as he uses his mouth to give you your first orgasm of the night, panting slightly.
"Still taste just as good," he comments, smirking slyly. You hit him.
When he pulls his pants down his legs and presses his erection against you, you gulp. You want him so bad, but-
"Hey," he whispers, nudging his lips against your forehead. "You know I won't do anything you don't want me to, yeah?"
"Yes," you whisper, eyes fluttering shut as his long fingers slowly push inside of you, stretching you. One finger turns into two turns into three and your body arches into his eyes. "God, Dominic."
"I won't hurt you, ever," he whispers back, kissing you like you're the only source of oxygen in the room. "I promise. I love you so much, Y/N."
And with that, he pushes inside of you. Your whole word falls apart in the most delicious way possible. Your pussy accepts him greedily, and you smile at the thought of it missing him just as much as you did.
"Fook," he curses, his accent in full force more then it already is. "Goddaymn."
You can't help it. You laugh at him and he blushes in embarrassment, shaking his head as he kisses you to shut up. "Hush it."
He starts to make love to you then. Both of you are still smiling at each other, smiles filled with goofiness and love. Your arms wrap around him and he lifts up your legs, rolling his hips into yours sinfully. He brings out noises that have been locked into you for so long and doesn't stop muttering praise to you—how beautiful you look, how you sound like an angel, how being inside of you, having you underneath him like this is the best feeling in the world.
"Dominic," you huff. "Dom, you're gonna make me cum."
"Mm, yes," he whispers hurriedly, his thrusts speeding up, but still being so tender for you. "Cum for me, my gorgeous girl. Please."
And that does it. Your body freezes as you're brought to a second mind-numbing orgasm, the endorphins running straight to your brain. Dominic isn't too far away. pulling away to cum on your thigh. He lands down next to you, pulling you close to him before reaching for a tissue and cleaning you up.
"Thank you." you tell him, staring into his eyes. He smiles so brightly you're sure his cheeks might start to hurt.
