Number Neighbor ➫ YUNGBLUD

Sixty Seven

My hands grip around Dom's side as he pushes open the door, pulling his key out of the lock at the same time. He looks at me and runs his hand through his hair.

"Fuck yes finally!" He yells as he runs and slams his body down on the couch. I sigh and shut the door before locking it back. I take the keys and place them in the same area where he picked them up before we left.

"Dom, honey, you need to go to bed." I say as I slowly make my way over him. He's laying with his chest down, not listening to a word I say. He doesn't budge and doesn't say anything but I know he isn't asleep.

"Dom." I say a little more firm this time, and he groans from the couch. He rolls over and stares up at the ceiling.

"Come lay with me." His eyes don't move from the ceiling as he says this, and I find myself standing and moving my fingers around as I decide what to do.

Oh boy.

"Alaina I don't care about that shit," He laughs and points to the bag he just placed on the coffee table. "Come lay with me." It sounds more like he's commanding than requesting, but I like it for some reason.

"Okay." I comply, taking my shoes off at the door and walking over to the couch. He smiles at me the whole way and it only kicks up when he sees me stop in front of the couch.

He rolls his eyes and grabs my hand, pulling me down on top of him. I laugh, trying to quickly adjust myself as I'm pulled down on him in the matter of seconds.

My legs are placed on either side of him and he looks up at me with his hands behind his head, his lip in between his teeth. I bite my lip as well, looking down at the beautiful boy below me.

"Are you warm?" He asks me, moving his head slightly as he gets more comfy.

I nod at him and place my hands on his chest. He looks down at my hands and back up, being a little shit and placing his hands on the top of my thighs.

"Are you?" I ask him, the same look in his eyes. He nods back at me, bringing his tongue out to wet his lips.

"It was cold out there though," He rubs the back of his hand across his nose. "I feel amazing now." He breathes out, flicking his eyes from my eyes to the small chain on my neck.

He takes it and places his fingers under it, slightly tugging, careful not to break it.

"Look at you," He swallows. "Moving with my commands." Dom comments on how I moved closer to him, and I roll my eyes at him.

"I think you need to go to bed." I say, running my fingers up and down the outline on his top. My hands trace their way around the skeleton print but I can still feel his eyes burning into my head.

"Can you move with my command?" I ask, practically begging him to go to sleep. I'm scared with wild Dom, and I'm not sure what he wants me to do. I wish I could read minds; I would use all my power to read Dom's in times like these.

Sometimes I can tell what he wants me to do, and of course he's being suggestive, but that doesn't mean he wants me to step up and do something. I guess in times like this I just want him to be clear so the message isn't misread, and I'm not feeling weird the whole time.

"Baby come and get what you want." Leaves his mouth, barely above a whisper. He plays with me some more, testing just how far the rubber band is gonna stretch before it pops.

I accept the invitation and bend down to him, placing my lips on his forehead. I leave one kiss on the delicate skin before I pull back from him.

He hums in approval, closing his eyes as I run my hand through his hair. He moves his head against my hand, giving me more access to his hair.