doncaster city lights II | YUNGBLUD

fifty-two

"Jules!"

"Yeah?"

Julia didn't move as she waited for an answer that didn't come, but a few moments later Dom walked into the kitchen where she was, a black blouse tucked in his black skinny jeans.

They weren't going anywhere; in fact, Julia was still in Dom's sweatpants and a sweater, but she had told Dom to dress nice. Just to make him feel better for a moment. Because for days he looked like he had abandoned himself and she saw how insecure it had made him.

"Baby," she said as a smile grew on her face, pulling him closer by his hands just to rest her hands on his hips once he was right in front of her. "You look great."

"You think so?" Dom asked her softly, and she nodded as she scanned her eyes over his body.

"It fits your black hair so well."

Dom ran his hand through his hair and bit his lip while he stared into Julia's eyes. She avoided eye contact on purpose, just to tease him a little.

She felt how Dom intertwined his fingers with hers and started playing with the ring on her middle finger. Julia couldn't help but grin but remained to look at his outfit rather than his face.

"Julia."

He grabbed her other hand and intertwined his fingers again.

"Hmh?"

"Just kiss me, okay?"

He won. She finally moved her eyes up to lock them with his and saw how they grew a little before he leaned in and pressed his lips on her lips.

Ever since they had arrived at his house Dom could barely stay away from Julia. She loved his attention though; it was not like she hadn't craved his touch since the day they broke up.

Dom let go of her hands to wander his hands over her body, finding their way up to her breasts. Julia couldn't help but squeal a little when he pinched them slightly. The little squeal was enough for Dom to push her agaisnt the kitchen counter, holding her in place with his hips pressed against hers.

"Fuck," Julia mumbled when she stopped kissing him for a moment but barely even moved her lips away from his.

"What?"

"I feel underdressed now," Julia told him as she ran her hands up his blouse and tugged it to get it out of his pants so she could run her fingers over his bare back, making him shiver like it always did. Dom chuckled, a lovely sound that made the butterflies in her stomach fly around again.

"I got you," he whispered, and before Julia could even ask him what he meant, he lifted her up like it was nothing and placed her on the kitchen counter, standing in between her legs. The way he ran his hands up and down her thighs made her shiver in return, which Dom obviously knew, and she saw him looking at her fondly as he didn't stop.

"Take it off," he mumbled as he kept one hand on her right thigh and grabbed her sweater with the other, ready to pull it over her head. Julia did what he told her and let her body meet the cold of the air. Dom's warm hands brushed over her upper body in an attempt to warm her up.

Julia fondly smiled and held Dom's face to bring his lips to hers again. Her hands were messing up his freshly washed hair while his hands were dangerously close to her breasts.

"Take your blouse off," she told him as she let go for a second.

"But I dressed nice for you," Dom said back and the way he sounded genuinely sad made Julia pout and chuckle after.