Author's Note: Letty moves in, basically. This chapter's rating goes up for mature, sexy, content. Please note in this Letty is only 17, so if that bothers you feel free to skip this chapter.

Also, hey guys sorry I'm behind in all my writing. I just started work and school is starting up here in a couple of weeks, plus I'll be seeing family. So I will probably be a bit slow on the writing front.

Chapter 21

It was Mia who found Letty out on the back stoop after midnight, coming back from a date that she was technically past curfew on. The youngest Toretto paused, looking at her friend's bent head where she sat with her arms around her knees.

"Hey," Mia said softly. "What are you doing out here? You and Dom have a fight or something?"

"No," Letty said. "I just got here. Dom didn't answer his phone and I didn't want to wake up your dad. I think he's out with V or something."

"What happened?" Mia sat next to the other girl, looking at her face in the little bit of light filtering from the sliver of a moon overhead. Her eyes were shiny in the dark but they couldn't be tears. Nothing made Letty cry.

"I had a fight with my mom," Letty sighed and picked idly at her shoelaces. "I told her I was tired of taking care of her drunk ass and she lost her shit. Slapped me and called me a bunch of things, half of which I couldn't even translate. Said how she works her ass off just to keep this house going, forgetting conveniently that she's spent rent money on booze and missed the last water payment. Or that I had to take the money I made from the garage just to buy groceries for the last year. It's not like I mind helping out it's just…"

"You wish she wouldn't drink so much," Mia finished, putting her arm around the other girl.

"She kicked me out of the house," Letty added.

"What? That's ridiculous."

"She'll be regretting it when someone isn't around to clean up her messes, but… honestly I don't even want to fight with her to go back."

"You can stay with us," Mia said. "I mean, you practically seem to live here sometimes anyway."

Letty laughed. "Yeah… I guess that's true. But you guys are like family to me, you know?"

"You are a part of our family. Hell, even if you and Dom weren't a thing, you'd be welcome. You know that right?"

"Yeah…" and she did. "But thanks."

They both looked up at the sound of Dom's engine as his car turned into the drive. Vince stumbled out of the passenger side first, having clearly overdone their boy's night out. He pushed past them into the house (probably to go puke his guts out). Mia made a face and stood to follow him as Dom got out of the car.

"Hey," he said, approaching Letty. "Saw I missed your call, sorry."

"It's fine," she said and he dropped down to sit beside her.

"Shit with your mother again?"

"She kicked me out after I called her out on her drinking."

He looked at her. "Where's all your shit?"

"I'll go back for it tomorrow when she's at work."

"C'mon," he nudged her arm and stood, ushering her in through the back door. Mia had already apparently gone up to bed and they could hear Vince getting sick in the downstairs bathroom as they headed for the stairs.

"How much did he drink?" she muttered.

"He was trying to outdrink this older woman at the bar in the hopes he might get lucky," Dom told her, dropping his voice as they got to the second floor. Silently they slipped into Dom's bedroom and he eased the door shut quietly.

"I'm guessing he didn't succeed," Letty said dryly, sitting on the foot of the bed to unlace her boots.

"What gave that away?" he snorted and reached back to snag his shirt and tug it off over his head.

She watched him, lying back on the bed. Her gaze dropped to his waist when he undid the buckle of his belt and slid the leather free of his belt loops. He turned to catch her staring and gave her a smirk, snapping the belt in her direction playfully.

"You've got a dirty mind, Let."

"Aren't you lucky?" she asked, pushing herself to her feet to cross towards him slowly.

He tracked her with his eyes, gaze intense. She reached for the belt still in his hands and he let her have it. She dropped it to the floor with a clatter, then dropped her hands to the button of his pants. He sucked in a quiet breath as she worked the button through the hole with nimble fingers, tilting her head back to smile up at him from beneath the sweep of dark lashes.

She slid the zipper down and slipped her hand into his pants. He groaned out her name, pressing into her touch as he reached for her in return, his hands grasping at her hips, sliding up her back to tangle in her hair.

"You drive me crazy," he breathed against her ear, trailing kisses down her throat.

"Good," she sighed, tilting her head back as her eyes fluttered shut.

Dom's fingers swept along the line of skin between her pants and shirt before grabbing the hem and lifting it up over her head to toss aside. He trailed his kisses down between her breasts, tongue dipping beneath the edge of the material. His hands closed around the curve of her ass and he lifted her in one smooth move, carrying her over to tip back onto the bed.

He followed her down, chasing every inch of her skin that he could reach with his lips. Letty twisted her arm behind her to unclasp her bra and he tossed the offending scrap of material away over his shoulder so hastily it made her laugh.

He stifled the sound with his mouth, slowly deepening the kiss with the curl of his tongue. She squirmed on the bed beneath him, hooking one leg around his hips so that he was pressed tight against her just where she wanted him. He ground down against her and she bit down on his lower lip with a breathless whimper of sound. It was crazy how fast he could get her from zero to sixty. So wanting him was like breathing. She just couldn't help herself.

She made an impatient noise as he kissed his way down her body, making quick work of her jeans, working them down her legs to join the pile of clothes on the floor along with her underwear.. His breath was hot against her skin as he nuzzled the inside of her thigh and she bit down on the moan that rose in her throat at the first touch of his tongue. She pressed her forearm across her mouth, biting down on each successive sound he pulled from her, his hand curled against the wing of her hip to hold her still while he worked her with lips, tongue and fingers.

She came so hard she saw spots and came back to herself with Dom sitting at the foot of the bed smirking at her like a cat that got the canary. She'd bitten hard enough to make her skin pink and she panted for a moment, before pulling herself up on her knees and crooking one finger at him.

"C'mere," she said and her voice was still husky with satisfaction. "You've got something I want."

"Oh yeah?" he laughed, eyes dark. "What's that?"

She slipped her hand into his pants and found him hard. "There it is," she breathed, leaning in to press a kiss against his throat where his pulse lept.

He grit his teeth against the moan that rose in his throat, hips pressing thoughtlessly into her touch. "Jesus, Letty," His eyes shuttered and when they opened again his gaze was intense.

She found herself pinned beneath his weight, his mouth moving hungrily against her's as they both worked his pants down over his hips. He pressed against her and she wrapped her legs around him. He kissed her hard as he slid home, muffling both their groans of relief as they finally came together. For a moment they were both still, absorbing the feeling, breath mingling and eyes locked in the darkened room. Then Dom moved and Letty arched her back into the motion, eyes fluttering shut.

There were times when they made love and it felt slow and were times when it was a hasty, desperate fuck because they just didn't have any patience. This was somewhere between the two. She wanted him with every bit of intensity, but quiet was a necessity out of respect for the other people in the house, and the desire not to get caught doing what everyone knew they were doing anyway.

Desperation won over courtesy as Dom's pace sped and Letty was forced to turn her head into the pillow to muffle her cries. She braced one hand against the headboard as he fucked her, one hand slipping between her legs to find that sweet spot that had her throwing her head back on a wordless sound. Her orgasm swept through her with leg-shaking ferocity, stealing all the breath from her lungs. She clutched at Dom's back and shoulder, digging her short nails into the skin hard enough to leave marks. His own release came hot on the heels of her's, hand bruising hard against her thigh, hips thrusting mindlessly as he pressed his face against the curve of her neck.

Letty wrapped her arms around him, feeling boneless, the hammering of her heart evening out as Dom breathed heavily against her skin. In the quiet moment, there was only the sound of their breathing and the whir of the ceiling fan. Outside somewhere a siren, in the distance. Dom roused himself enough to roll off her and Letty climbed out of bed on unsteady legs to use the restroom. She splashed water on her face and brushed her teeth with the spare toothbrush he kept for her.

When she came back into the bedroom Dom was sound asleep on his back. She smirked and shook her head, crawling back into the rumpled bed and curling up against him. Dom shifted, his arm coming up around her as she nestled her head against his chest. The beat of his heart was a steady, lulling rhythm and her eyelids felt heavy.

She let sleep claim her, along with the thought that there were more than a few perks to a different living arrangement, after all.