The Anonymous (fanfic)

2 • S E V E N

Lightening and thunder boomed outside my window, decorating the atmosphere with tiny, rapid droplets of water. I opened the window, feeling at peace as the raindrops tickled my face.

A knock came on my door. Wiping my face, I went to the door and opened it to see Dom standing outside, grinning at me. "What?" I asked and he pushed me away, sashaying inside my room.

"I am bored and it's raining outside. You wanna do something cool?" Dom asked.

"Well if it involves you getting hit by lightening for being an annoying arse, then yes."

He wiped an imaginary tear. "You are such a hater."

"Drama queen." I muttered, smiling. Suddenly, the light in my room started flickering and shut off. I opened my door to look at the hallway and all the lights were out, making it pitch dark outside. "The power went out in the entire estate I think. Dom, check out what happened." When he didn't respond, I called again, "Dom?"

I turned around to see his face pale as a ghost. He looked scared and my amusement peaked. "Wait, are you scared of darkness? Macho man Dom?"

"Shut up." Dom defended, trying to calm himself down. "I am fine. It's just that darkness...I just don't like it."

"Aw, lil boy Dom is scared." I cooed and booped his nose. "Watch me close the window and also shut off that lil bit of light coming from outside."

His eyes flared. "No."

"Yes." I smirked, teasingly creeping near the window.

But before I could take a step further, Dom stormed towards me and picked me in his arms and put me on the bed, pinning me down. I gasped, as his striking blue eyes glared at me, his face inches away from mine. "Tease me one more time and I will tease you back, harder."

"Dom, my feet is inches away from your dick, I will not hesitate to kick."

He made a grossed out face. "For a second I thought you were going to the direction of feet fetish."

I gave him a sly smile. "Bet you have it."

"I have lots more fun fetishes than that." A mischievous smile spread across his face. "Want me to show you?"

"Why are you so horny all the time? Do you really not get laid often or what?"

"Says the one with the dusty pussy with cobwebs for weeks."

I gave him a look. "As if. You won't ever be able to look at it so you are just salty."

His eyes fixated on my lips. "Prove me wrong then."

The hormones in me were bouncing up and down as we were sitting in the room, in the dark with the rhythmic sound of raindrops pelting against the window. His finger traced my jaw to the crook of my neck. I felt his body against mine, pressing into me. Both of us were breathing heavily but neither of us had done anything yet.

He rose his mask, playing his soft lips on the side of my neck, softly kissing it. Even though it felt good, I felt like I was betraying Ace. We didn't even have anything official between us but yet I felt like I was doing something sinful, something bad.

Suddenly, Dom's hands gripped my hair and without one swift motion, his lips placed themselves on his mine and started working against them. He bit my lip, tugging at it as he thrust his tongue inside my mouth, playing with mind. His hands caught my waist tighter, pressed them closer to his. I was losing myself in his touch and yet with every passing second I felt guilty. My conscience was beating shitting on me and screaming at me to not do that to Ace.