DL- On the Down Low

Still Raunchy, Be Warned. 

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I fell in love with Dominic that night.  I remember lying next to him, cradled in his arms, my head on his chest.  I can still feel his heart beating under my cheek, feel the heat emanate off him.  I tried to let the warmth he could offer me be enough, to keep me warm thru that night, but it wasn't.  I remember thinking, don't say anything Let, you don't want to ruin this.  It's enough.  I just wanted to stare at his body forever, watch his chest rise and fall. 

            I would have suffered the cold willingly, but Dom had other ideas.  Noticing my goose bumps, he pulled a blanket over us and rubbed my arms to warm me up.  Shaking his head, he told me that I should have told him I was cold.  "Let me take care of you mija.  I wanna take care of you, if you let me.  I wanna be the one you come to for help.  Ain't no problem we can't solve, the two of us."  In that instant, Dom showed me what it was like to be cherished, valued, and respected.

You know that inspirational poster you see in bookstores, the one about the footprints?  Well I've never been a religious person, but that poster reminds me of my life with Dom.  When things were good we walked side by side, making our mark in the world.  When things were bad the rest of the world would see one pair of footprints, but Dom and me, deep down, we knew.  Even when the shit we went thru was our own damn faults, we knew. Maybe Dom would fuck up, or maybe I would, it didn't matter. Despite everything, no matter what happened, when I closed my eyes and saw those footprints, I knew it would be okay.  You see, when the shit hit the fan, we only needed one pair of footprints because our love carried us thru it.  Para Siempre.

                                                            ~Flash back~

It was quiet now.  The music and the guests had faded away without our noticing. Watching our fingers play together slowly, I asked him if he was sad that he missed the party.

            Kissing my hand, he shook his head.  "Naw, that wasn't a party worth missing.  We weren't there." 

            I smiled at first, but I wasn't convinced.  "You know I can't go right?  To all those parties you and Vince go to all the time?  I gotta stay at home and take care of my grandma, and I got school and stuff."

            "Yeah, so?"  Dom rubbed our hands against his face.  "That doesn't matter."

            "You mean that doesn't matter I'll go with out you, or that doesn't matter, I'm not going either?"  I closed my eyes, trying to prepare myself for his answer.

            "That doesn't matter cause it's not a party unless you and I are there together.  I'm still gonna go out, I'm not gonna lie about that.  But whatever.  It's you and me now."  Dom kissed my forehead and tucked me under his chin. 

            "But tomorrow-" I started, trying to keep the whine out of my voice.

            "What about it?"  Dom sighed and put his hand on my stomach.

            "Your dad said-" 

            "I know what he said Letty."  Dom interrupted, his voice gruff.

            "So it's not really me and you against the world Dom. It's you against me till the world says it's okay." 

            "Since when did you give up so easy?" Dom asked dryly.

            "You sound like Mia." I said softly, my eyes still closed as I enjoyed the feeling of Dom's hand stroking my belly.

            "What are you going to do tomorrow Let?  Walk out that door and stop caring? You're planning on giving up already?"  I felt Dom's hand on my chin, his fingers firm.   "Look at me."

            I opened my eyes slowly and searched his face.  "I don't know what I'm going to do.  I don't know what I'm supposed to do.  I didn't know that this was what I wanted until that night Dom.  I'm still trying to get used to it."

            "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Dom sat up and looked at me with distaste.  "Either you want to be with me or you don't.  I don't have time for this shit Letty."

            "Dominic… don't be that way."  I sat up and reached for him, stroking his back, kissing his shoulder. "I do want to be with you, I do.  But I don't want you to get in trouble over this.  You saw how your father looked at us.  I mean, is it really worth it? He's practically all you have left Dom."

            "Yeah, well I thought I had you now, but I guess I was wrong."  Dom jerked out of my arms, reached for his wife-beater and put it on.  "Straighten up, I'll take you home."

            "You're not serious."  I crossed my arms and looked at him disbelieving. 

            "Now Letty," he growled, putting his belt on. 

            "No.  Fuck Dom, stop treating me like a child."

            "Then stop acting like one."

            "I was just being honest. This is new territory for me Dominic, I'm sorry if I don't have all the answers yet."

            "I didn't realize there were any questions left.  You and me. That's it. It's simple. Either we're together or we're not."  Dom leaned against his dresser and looked at me.  "So for the last time mija, what's it going to be?"

            "I want to be with you Dominic, you know that.  I just told you that I wanted to be with you."  I ran my hands thru my hair, frustrated as all hell.

            "That's not good enough. You're either with me or your not.  None of this 'wannabe' crap." 

            "Fine, I'm with you then.  Whatever the hell that's going to mean since if your father so much as catches me talking to you he'll tan both our asses."  I flopped back and stared at the ceiling.  "I'd really prefer at this point to have only your hands on me Dom.  I may be too young for you, but I'm sure as hell too old to get spanked."

            Suddenly the bed squeaks as Dom jumps on top of me, grinning.  "Well then we can't let him catch us together, can we?"  He smoothed my hair back and kissed me softly before leaning over and nibbling on my ear.  "And for the record, you'll never be too old for a spanking."

            I couldn't help but gasp and arch slightly against him at that.  "Dom…" I pled without knowing exactly what for. 

            "Ah ah ah."  Dom teased, using one hand to pin my hand above my head when I reached for him.  "You know the rules.  Hell you wanted to obey the rules." Dom's hot breath tickled my neck. 

            "Fuck the rules, they don't apply tonight," I leaned forward awkwardly, straining to kiss him.  "Please Dom, you're driving me crazy.  It'll be our secret." When he didn't let me kiss him I settled for nuzzling his neck and whispering in his ear.  "Yo quiero."

            "Not tonight mija.  You can wait two weeks can't you?  Till I'm sure you'll be okay?"  Dom shifted to his side and ran his free hand up and down my body slowly.

            "You're such a tease Dom."  I pouted, turning from him.  "You basically make me tell you I want you just so you can tell me that I can't have you." 

            "Admit it, you love it. All this fighting and shit turns you on." 

            "Then why do you gotta fight with me all the time if you know you're not going to give me any?"  I growled.  "That's like cruel and unusual treatment and shit.  All talking and no touching, is this the fucking champagne room or something? Tu chupas." 

            Laughing, Dom grabbed me and pulled me against him.  "What are you going to do, go file a report with the cops and say the boyfriend you're not legally allowed to have won't molest you?" 

            "Shut up you shit,"  I grumble.  "I hate you."

            "No you don't."  Dom nuzzled into my neck, his hands once again rubbing the flat plane of my stomach.  "You love me."

            Feeling like a damn trick birthday cake candle, I put my hands over his trying to still him.  "Don't start something you're not going to finish for me Dominic."

            Totally ignoring me, Dom ran his fingers in a slow haphazard circle, first up, then down the length of my torso.  "What do you think I'm starting?"  

            I shifted in his arms, squeezing my eyes shut tightly.  "I'm serious Dom," I panted as his one of his hands started to stroke my thigh, teasing at the hem of my dress. When his left hand slowly started to slip into the top of my dress, I felt my temperature soar. "You just said we couldn't." 

Dom's breathing was annoyingly steady as he spoke softly, "Couldn't what mija? Say it."

Now it was my turn to ball my hands in the sheets and groan.  "Fuck- Dom- I…" I bucked as his hand crept up between my thighs.  "Don't tease," my voice reeked of desperation now.  I tried to shut my legs, but his fingers still found their way up to me.  Weakly I tried to stop his roaming hands, but between these two new sensations my fucking motor skills were shot to hell.  "You said we couldn't do this."

"Now I know my exact words weren't that we couldn't fuck mija, but you're right, you don't get to touch me tonight.  You make me loose control way too easily." Dom's chest rumbled against my back as he spoke, making me shudder.  "But maybe you were on to something."

"Que?"

"You don't have to be touching me for me to be touching you.  Do you like that idea, mija?  Do you want me to keep touching you like this?"  Dom's breath was hot and damp- just like I was.

"Si, pero… pero…." Trying to focus on what he was saying, I struggled to form the words in English, but failed. "y tu?"

"No importa.  Let me give you pleasure mija.  I will, if you tell me that's what you want."

I moaned and nodded, my motions a little wild. 

"Shhh, mija, you have to be quiet."  Dom took his left hand from my tetas and carefully covered my mouth.    The fingers on his right hand rubbed me thru a thin layer of cotton.  "Can you do that?"

I nodded jerkily again, biting the fleshy bit of his palm reflexively as Dom's fingers worked their magic on me. I would have promised him anything at that moment. 

"Good."  Dom kissed my neck slowly, torturing me with his tongue. He started to move his hand back down, but unfortunately he also used his thumb to add another dimension of pleasure to my now very wet self. 

I don't know how loud I was, but I must have been pretty damn loud because Dom practically slammed his hand back over my mouth.  I didn't care if anyone heard, I was out of my mind with need. I sucked hard on his skin and clamped down on the heel of his palm.  

"You're a fucking wild cat aren't you mija?  God, how loud are you gonna be when I'm inside you?" Dom's words made me quiver, but not blush.  I was so far passed blushing right now that I bet Rudolph would have been out of a job.  "We're going to have to be very careful for the next few months, aren't we? The next time I stroke you, we'll have to be some place where no one can hear you scream my name."

Whimpering, suddenly I began to convulse.  I'd only felt this way once before, but already I knew what it was.  Even as I felt myself tense up, something inside me burst.  I couldn't think, couldn't breath, but nothing mattered right now except that Dom not stop. I cried out helplessly into his hand, shaking. 

I slowly became aware that Dom was whispering to me softly.   "That's it Letty, that's it. There you go.  Feel better?  Hmm? Still hate me?"

I shook my head, feeling a little bashful all of a sudden.  "No." 

"No you don't feel better or no you don't hate me?"

"No I don't hate you Dom.  I wish I could feel like this forever."  I snuggled in trying to get closer to him.   

"Good.  It's killing me, but good."  Dom shifted away from me slightly.  "You're so fucking hot when you go wild like that mija, I almost forgot about being a man about this."  He placed his hands firmly on my hips and held me away from him.  "I can see it now, cause of death: pelotas michinados."

I laughed sleepily.  "I'm sorry Dom.  I didn't mean to make you suffer."

"Liar.  You love that you got off and I'm stuck here with your ass in my crotch, taunting me,"  Dom growled. 

Yawning, I smiled.  "Yeah, well remember, you already said it was your fault.  God, I don't want to move.  How am I going to get home?"

"Just stay with me tonight.  Tell your mom or your grandma or whoever that you were with Mia," Dom suggested.

"Do you want me to stay?"  This is so surreal, I thought to myself.  This afternoon I'm going out with Adrian, and now… Dom is asking me to sleep over.  With him.  And not have sex.  Un-fucking-believable.

"Of course.  Even Big Dom wants you to stay." 

I had to laugh- "Big Dom?  Kinda cocky, don't you think?"

Taking my hand and putting it on his still hard shaft, Dom laughed.  "That's the fucking point.  No way I'm gonna call my guy 'little dom' when aint nothing little about him." 

When Dom let go of my hand I pulled it back to my chest as if I'd been burnt.  "Holly fuck Dom, forget everything I've said- I don't want that thing near me.  Jesus, I could grow a foot taller and still not be able to handle that thing."

"Now do you see why I didn't want to loose control?"  Dom kissed my head and laced his fingers thru mine once again. 

"No shit."  I shook my head and sighed.  "What the hell am I getting myself into?"

"Aww Let, don't worry.  I promise I won't really break you.  Don't go from begging for it to preaching against it on me now."

"I'll try not to," I said dryly. Thinking of how uncomfortable he must be right now, I put a little more space between us.  I turned to look at him, to really look at him.  "Thank you for… you know.  I uh, I liked it."  I stared at his navel while I talked, oddly fascinated by the hair surrounding it.  I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I knew Dom was hanging on by a very thin thread, so I restrained myself.  "It means a lot to me that you want to make sure it's safe for me."  Raising my eyes to his, I tried to act more mature than I normally feel around Dom.  "It's also pretty damn cool of you to you know, uh, help me out, when you're still, ah, you know." 

Giving me a half hearted Godfather impression, Dom nodded solemnly. "I do this favor for you now willingly.  But there may come a time when I need a favor." 

            "Anything for you Papi, you just name the time and the place."

            Grinning, Dom hopped out of bed and grabbed the calendar off the wall then bounded back to bed.  "Good, 'cause I was thinking Dad has a race coming up in two weeks.  If I go to the clinic tomorrow, I bet I'll have heard back about the health of Big Dom by then so I can introduce the two of you. Shit, that's not going to work is it?"  Dom frowned, tapping his finger on the date.

            Laughing I pushed him gently, somehow finding the situation comical.  "What?  What do you mean?"  Yeah he looked disappointed, but I had no idea why. 

            "You're going to be on the rag then.  I guess it doesn't matter since we can't have sex till your birthday, but the option of tasting you would have been nice."  Dom rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip and smiled.

            "You have no shame, do you?  And how the hell do you know what my cycle is when I don't even know what my cycle is?"  I arched an eyebrow and tried to sneer even though I still found all of this fucking hilarious. 

            "You and Mia are, what's the word- in sync.  I'm the designated supply purchaser of this household, trust me, I try to stay on top of keeping the house well stocked with both the goods and the goodies so that you ladies don't go postal.  My dad used to make sure there was plenty of chocolate and chips in the house for my mom before she died.  I guess I inherited the job."  Dom put the calendar aside and put his head on my stomach.  "I guess we'll have to just play it by ear."

            "We're still gonna play?  After tonight?"  I tried to keep my voice neutral since I didn't really know what he was thinking.

            Dom placed a small kiss on my stomach then looked up at me, his chin resting on my ribs.  "I'd like to, that is if you don't mind sneaking around for a little while."

            "So basically we don't tell Mia, we don't tell Vince, and we make like we're still fucked up in front of your dad. But I don't date Adrian and you don't date… the cheerleading squad."  I arch my eyebrow and stroke his hair.  "And then when no one's looking we sneak out somewhere and you torture me like you just did but we don't get to have sex for 8 or 9 months. Is that how this is gonna work?"

            Damn Torretto and that shit-eater grin.  "Hell yeah. Except it's 8 months, 1 week and 3 days and after me and Big Dom get the official green light maybe I'll teach you how to drive.  Just cause you don't get to race the quarter mile yet doesn't mean you have to stand on the sidelines and wave the flag mija.  Of course, if you want to wave the flag, I bet we can find you a nice little outfit." 

            I smashed him upside the head with a pillow.  "Perv."

            Dodging my next two swats, Dom got out of bed and put the calendar back.  He scratched his arm and stretched, yawning.  "How quickly you forget that it was you begging for it just now.  But sheeyt, can't blame you for not remembering since you couldn't even talk right."  He looked down at his hands and wiggled his fingers.  "I wonder if I should get these bad boys insured.  How much do you think skilled instruments of pleasure are worth these days?"

            I rolled my eyes and threw the pillow at his head.  "How do you know you're so damn good Dom?  Maybe I'm just… excitable."

            Dom's laugh rumbled deep in his chest.  "If it was just you then you woulda slept with Adrian.  If it was just you then you woulda stuck it out with that scrawny ass boy cause he woulda been able to make you fly off the hook like I just did.  Nah mija, it's only my touch that can light you up like that.  And it's only you that can make me swear off- what did you call them? The 'squad'?  If any of those hos could do for me what you do, I wouldn't do the one thing that my father has told me not to in the last five years. What we got is special mija."

            I sat on the bed staring at him, trying to fight the lump in my throat.  "I'm not sure whether I should be insulted or flattered Dom." 

            Dom took his belt back off and dropped his jeans so he was just in his tank and boxers.  He threw his jeans in his hamper and put the belt in one of his drawers. Grabbing a football jersey from another drawer, he walked back to the bed and handed it to me.  "Nothing to be flattered about mija, it's just the truth.  You and me, we're like… nos and street racing.  We go together real damn good, but we gotta be careful cause we're a dangerous combination."  He kissed my forehead and motioned me to the bathroom.  "Go change and brush your teeth and shit.  I'll go in after." 

            I shook my head and stood up, heading toward the door.  As I started to turn the handle, I looked back at him.  "You do realize that if you keep this shit up, there's no way in hell I'm going to let you wait till my birthday, right?  Roses are nice, but that shop talk is like fucking poetry." 

            Dom laughed and nodded his head like he was a rap star.  "Why do you think I let you go to dinner with the little novio?  He may be a fucking honor student, but he drove a fucking Camry and brought you flowers.  Busta didn't stand a chance." 

            "Next time I wanna make you jealous, I'll start hitting on Vince then."  I rolled my eyes for the umpteenth time and headed down the hallway, jersey in hand.

            "Not funny Let!" Dom called out a little louder than he should have.  I guess I hit a nerve.  Nice.

            I went into the bathroom and changed quickly.  Amazingly, even though Dom and I spent like four times as long fooling around tonight compared to the last time, I didn't have any hickies that I'd have to explain to Mia.  I was surprised she didn't notice them the last time.  I started brushing my teeth and flipped the mirror open to look for a brush. When I put the mirror back I looked up to see Mia standing in the doorway and jumped a foot off the ground.  "Holly shit Mi!  What the hell!?!" 

            Crossing her arms, Mi gave me a look that basically said that I should cut the bull shit.  "So nothing's going on between you and Dom, huh?"  

            I took a second to spit and rinse before answering.  "Mia…"

            "Don't Mia me.  Tell me the truth, are you fucking my brother or not?" 

            "I ah… I'm not.  And I can honestly say that I don't plan to any time in the near future."  Hey, it was technically the truth. 

            Hands on her hips, she tapped her well manicured fingers slowly.  "Is that why you came out of his room after midnight?  Why he disappeared from the party right after I saw Adrian's car drive off?"  Her expression softened as she watched me fidget under her suspicious gaze.  "Is that why I had to tell your mother that you'd already fallen asleep here but that I'd send you home first thing in the morning when she called half an hour ago wondering where the hell you were?" 

            If I didn't know Mia better, I would have taken the fact that she sounded chill with the fact that she had been forced to cover my ass as a sign that she really was chill with it.  Unfortunately, it meant the opposite.  "Uh, Mia… it's not like that, I swear.  I really appreciate you taking care of my mom for me, but I promise you it didn't go down like you seem to think." 

            "No?  Then go ahead chica, explain it to me."

            I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.  Shit. Anyone else in the world and I would have been able to come up with some bull shit, but this was Mia.  Thankfully I didn't have to say anything because Dom chose that moment to walk into our little pow-wow.

            "She wasn't feeling to hot tonight Mi, that's all.  She broke up with Adrian tonight."  Dom shouldered his way into the bathroom.  He didn't look at either of us as he turned the water on and washed his face.  He ran his toothbrush under the tap then turned it off.  "Since I was already pretty fucked up by the time she got here, I thought it would be a good idea to just chill with her for a while instead of getting so wasted I ended up puking on the couch again."  He glanced up at Mia and then started to brush his teeth.  "Sorry to let you down Mi.  Maybe Pops will marry Letty's mom and that way you two really can be sisters," he said with his mouth full. 

            "You broke up with Adrian?  Why?"  Mia leaned in and gave me a hug, her suspicions forgotten for the moment. 

            "I don't know, it just didn't feel right.  I mean he's nice and all, it's just, I don't have time for him to be my Romeo right now.  You know I got shit I need to deal with."  I hugged her and mouthed the words  'thank you' to Dom behind her back. 

            Dom winked and spit into the sink.  He took a swig of water, spit again, then sat on the bathroom counter.  "So you're not mad I'm not banging Letty are you Mia?  Cause you know, I could.  For your sake. What do you say Leticia, you up for it?"  Dom gave me an exaggerated leer and made like he was checking me out. 

            "Shut up Dom, you're so immature."  Mia pushed her brother and gave my hand a squeeze.  "Letty's not one of your racer chicks who's just gonna give it up for you.  If a class act like Adrian can't make the cut, there's no way you can.  Come on chika, let's go to my room.  I don't know if I feel worse for you cause it didn't work out with Suarez or cause you had to spend the evening with Dom." 

            I forced a laugh and waved at Dom.  "See ya," I said softly in a sing-song voice. I followed Mia back in to her room and got her sleeping bag out from the closet and set it up on the ground next to her bed.  When she tossed me "my" pillow, I couldn't help but think that it was the wrong Torretto doing the throwing right now.  Shaking my head, I tried to prep myself for Mia's questions.

            "Sorry I accused you of sleeping with him Letty," Mia said after we'd crawled under the covers and turned out the lights.  "I guess after watching you and Dom at graduation I just thought, you know, maybe there was something between the two of you.  You would make a cute couple."

            I didn't think I could pull off another fake laugh, so I didn't answer right away.  Even though Dom had gone thru the trouble of lying to Mia to protect us, she was still my best friend and I wanted to tell her as much of the truth as I could.   "When I broke up with Adrian earlier, he asked if I had a thing for Dom.  I didn't know what to tell him."

            "Do you?"  Unlike while we were in the bathroom, Mia's voice was devoid of judgment.

            I kept my voice low, paranoid that Dom could hear us.  "If you had asked me before, I would have said no way.  But even though it's stupid, and I know that Dom could hurt me so easily, I've started to wonder what it would be like to be his girl.  I didn't go out with Adrian tonight thinking I was going to break up with him.  I mean we even, you know, made out a little and stuff tonight.  But he said something tonight that freaked me out."  

            Mia rolled over so that her head was hanging over the edge of the bed so she could see me. "What did he say?" 

            "We were talking about sex and he-"

            "He asked if you'd done it with Dom?!"  Mia squealed in disbelief.

            I burst out laughing because THAT would have been funny.  "Oh hell no.  I asked if he'd been with anyone, and he said no.  Then I asked if it would bother him if I had been with anyone and he basically said that as long as it wasn't Dom, it probably wouldn't bother him." 

            "Why just Dom?" Mia asked, puzzled.

            "He said it would be too hard to live up to the Torretto 'legend.'  Something about not wanting to be compared to Dom all the time.  That's what freaked me out."  I sighed and thanked God it was dark because I was pretty sure I was beet red.

            "Why?"

            "Because Mia, I was always comparing Adrian to Dom.  Like how the acted, or dressed, or how good they were with car stuff.  When Adrian would take me someplace, I would wonder if Dom had taken one of his girlfriends there." Even though I was embarrassed as all hell, I forced the words out as if I was in confession.  "If Adrian said he was tired cause he had worked late for his dad the night before, I thought of Dom working for Tony.  It was like I was always checking to see if Adrian measured up to Dom." 

            "So are you saying you really do have a thing for him?"  Mia spoke slowly, enunciating her words carefully like she was trying to figure something out.

            "Would it freak you out if I did?"

            "Not really.  I mean, it would be cool if you two did get together, at least at first.  But Letty, I mean, he's my brother and I love him, but he's… he'd end up hurting you.  You know that right?"

            I closed my eyes, trying to block out the fact that every single person who knew or suspected that Dom and I were hooking up had basically echoed that very thought.  First Tony, then Adrian, and now Mia.  Considering that two out of three of them were family, it didn't really speak well of Dom as boyfriend material.  "I… I wouldn't get together with him if I thought he'd hurt me Mia."

            "For what it's worth, I think you'd make a cute couple," Mia joked, trying to lighten the mood.

            "I'll keep that in mind. But hey, you know this means Adrian is single now right?" 

            Mia squealed in fake indignation. "Letty!  That's nasty!  I don't care how close we are, we're not playing musical make out partners."

            "Hey, I was just making a suggestion.  He's not that bad a kisser you know. I know you think he's hot Mia."  I couldn't help but tease her.  "Think about it.  You both like to cook and-"

            Throwing another pillow at my head, Mia interrupted me.  "Oh just shut up and go to bed already."

                                                            End Part 4