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TF ask: Santiago as a dom. Constantly making sure his partner has what they need, correcting behavior when needed, very devoted and loving but owns you 100%
Been wanting to do some nonsexual dominance for a while. Perfect!
Warnings: D/s dynamics but it's pretty gentle dom.
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"Posture."
Santiago reminded you as he walked past the couch- the couch where you hunched over your phone playing Toon Blast for the last hour. You straighten up immediately, and when he walks back with a plate of food in hand, his free fingers skim up your spine.
"Good job, real good. Now put down your phone, it's time to eat."
You whine. "But can't I watch TV while I eat?"
Santi raises an eyebrow. "I cooked this delicious, nutricious food for you and you want to eat it half paying attention while watching trash reality TV?"
"No sir..." you mutter, eyes hitting the floor.
"Try that again." There's a warning in his tone, and you flick your eyes up to where he stands, face firm.
"No sir." You say more firm now, and give a smile.
Santi was right- the food was way better while eating, slow bites, he reminded you, and truly savoring the flavors. You didn't even register you were eating so many veggies and leafy greens, it was so good. Santi always knew how to take care of you. He was firm- deffinetly firm- but he was fair. he made you eat veggies, but he made them taste good so you didn't mind; he never made you eat green beans, because you hated them no matter what.
In return for your attention to his food, Santi gives his full attention as you ramble about your day, laughing to our anecdotes and asking questions that shows he was listening and remembering past stories from your coworkers.
"Water, baby." He reminds you, and you drink down the glass, beginning to feel full. He noticed you slowing down. "Are you done?"
You fidget a bit. "I'm full, but i don't want to waste it and it's not really enough for a full meal for leftovers... it's really good, i promise I just-"
But Santi puts up a hand. "Being full is your bodies signal. We listen to our bodies. I'll save the rest and make a salad to go with it for lunch tomorrow. That sound good?" he was already clearing your dishes. It wasn't really a question.
You smile, relaxing. "Yes sir, that sounds good."
"Good, now finish your water. It's hot out."
You do as he says, finishing your water and noticing that you felt full, but not overstuffed an uncomfortable. You were content and happy. Santi washed the dishes and you dried, and as you laughed when he put suds on your nose, you couldn't help but think how lucky you were to have him
I didn't even realize until now that I would need someone like this in my life. He doesn't boss you around, but helps you remember that fixing your posture is important, that Tv is distracting when you eat and staying hydrated is good for you.
And he's cooking for us? 😭 I'd marry him on the spot.
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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 (or more) people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3
You woke up early to get your nails, hair and make up done, and now you were waiting for Nathan to pick you up. You wondered if he was really gonna show up in a limo.
Would that be disrespectful towards the bride and groom? Totally.
Do you care? Yeah, a bit. Just because you wanna make them jealous, it doesn't mean you wanna ruin their whole day.
Did Nathan care? Apparently no.
Because he did show up with a limo.
You watched from your window as it rolled around the corner and slowly stopped by your building. At least it wasn’t white. The black colour was not that striking. Usually his driver gets out first, but this time only Nathan climbed out from the back.
You felt the butterflies go crazy in your tummy. You couldn't forget how good he looked in that suit.
He rang the intercom and you let him in.
By the time he got to your door, you checked yourself about 47 times in the mirror.
Why did you care how you looked? This man saw you at your lowest: crying on your period. He can handle if a hair is out of place.
Except he was a perfectionist and you didn't wanna let him down.
Little did you know, there’s nothing you could do to make him mad at you.
Because it didn't matter how cool and collected he looked, especially right now, Nathan’s hand was slightly shaking as he lifted it to knock on your door.
He cursed himself a little when he realized how weak he was for you. He was a grown man, and you made him feel like he was in kindergarten. No one made him feel like this. His hands never shook, not even when he signed a business deal when billions of dollars were on the table and here he was, feeling like he might throw up from the nerves because of a date that was not even real.
He doesn't have to impress you. It’s not real.
He doesn't have to impress anyone. He was Nathan Fucking Bateman and…
… the door opened and you were on the other side, looking so perfect, he actually forgot how to breathe.
The seconds passed.
And he still wasn't breathing so his body took over and he gasped.
A worried frown appeared on your face.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, yeah I just uh… I took the stairs, I forgot how high you were.”
“I live on the second floor.”
Silence.
“I thought you were in ‘peak male condition’ since you’re working out.” - you teased him with his own words as you closed the door. He was always so proud of his physique, especially when you tried to seduce him into eating dessert.
“The suit is a bit tight.”
“Why? You’re wearing a corset under there?”
“Shut up.”
You chuckled, but hooked your arm around his elbow when he offered it. He led you to the lift.
“Aftaid of passing out of exhaustion?”
“You’re wearing high heels. I’m being considerate.”
“Yeah, you’re famous for that.” - you said annoyed.
Nathan started pulling you towards the stairs, but you held back giggling.
“No, the lift is fine!”
He let you pull him back with a smirk on his face.
When you were in there, you noticed how nice he smelled. You wondered what cologne he was wearing. It was both fresh, sweet, but mixed with something spicy that made your ovaries scream in excitement. It was a perfect match for him. Now you understood those fragrance commercials where the actors were ready to climb each other. If Nathan was your boyfriend, your lipstick would be smeared all around his…
“You look very pretty.”
When you turned to him, you saw that he was already watching you with a small smile.
“Thanks.” - you looked down when you felt your cheeks heat up. - “I have to look like a billionaire’s girlfriend, remember? It only took me like, 4 hours.”
“No. It’s your hair. I like the way you styled it.”
“I’m telling my hairstylist Nathan Bateman approved.”
Nathan smiled, then started chuckling.
“4 hours? Really?”
“Yeah. Why? How long did it take you to get ready?”
“I don’t know. 15 minutes?”
The doors opened and you looked at Nathan bewildered.
“I hate you.” - you said as you yanked your arm out of his hold and stormed to the car.
“What did I do?!” - he asked shocked.
“First time having a girlfriend?” - a passing man asked him and Nathan sighed and lifted his face to the sky.
“This is gonna be a long fucking day.”
-----
The self driving limo took you straight to the church.
When you lifted your hand to open the door, Nathan’s firm ‘no’ stopped you.
You sighed and waited for him to climb out, go around the car and open it for you.
When you slid your hand into his and got out you smiled sweetly at him.
“You’re such a gentleman, baby. I’m so lucky to have you.”
“Remember that when you get another offer from Google.”
You laughed and Nathan tapped a few times on his watch to make the limo roll off to park itself.
“Okay that was actually hot.”
“Hot enough for me to get lucky tonight?”
“Don’t push it, Bateman.”
“What happened to 'baby'?”
“I don’t know, baby doesn't suit you. What do you want me to call you?”
“Mr. Big.”
You made a gagging sound.
“I know you meant that as an insult, but if you think about it, you’d make that sound considering the size.” - Nathan teased.
You looked mortified.
“Come on, cupcake, don’t be like that.”
“Don’t call me cupcake, oh my god!” - you slapped his shoulder.
“Careful, honey. That didn’t look very girlfriend-y.” - Nathan gently took hold of your elbow to pull you closer to him as he motioned with his head towards the people who were around the church on the other side of the road.
You sighed and slowly slipped your arms around his neck, but you were still looking at him with narrowed eyes.
“You can call me honey.” - you said.
He smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist.
“It may not suit me, but I actually like being called baby.”
You tried to hide your smile.
“I can live with that.”
“I’m gonna kiss your cheek, to look more convincing.”
“Do it quickly.” - you said annoyed.
“You sound like you are about to be executed.”
You scrunched up your face as he leaned closer and gently pecked your cheek.
His beard wasn’t as rough as you imagined it would be.
“Look at that, you’re still alive.”
“Barely.”
You started walking towards the church.
Nathan followed casually, then he noticed you were making aggressive grabby hand motion behind you. He fastened his pace with a smile, grabbed your hand and you interlaced your fingers with his.
“There’s a shitton of people.” - he murmured after he leaned close to your ear.
“It’s a wedding, what did you expect?” - you whispered back.
“I don’t know, but not the wedding of Prince Fucking Charles and Princess Fucking Diana.”
“Our grandparents didn't have TV, so they got busy in other ways.”
“That was disgusting, thank you for the mental image.”
“They were young once.”
“A veeeeery long time ago.”
“Speaking of which, that’s my grandpa.”
Nathan saw an old man with grey hair approach you two.
“Red flag?” - Nathan asked. You told him there were some assholes in your family, you just didn't mention who they are.
“No, he’s cool. The coolest person on the planet, actually.”
“Impossible. I am the coolest person on the planet.”
“You’re the least cool.”
“I drove the limo with my watch, I’m the definition of cool.”
You squeezed Nathan’s hand as you and your grandfather reached each other then let go of it to give him a hug.
“Ah, there you are! My favourite grandchild!”
“Papa, you cannot say that!” - you laughed as you stepped back. - “That’s impolite!”
“I’m old. I can say whatever I want.” - he waved you off.
Oh, Nathan liked this guy already.
He accepted the older man’s handshake with a polite smile and they both introduced themselves. Your grandpa didn't seem surprised that you were dating him.
“You know, some of your cousins dressed to impress, but you two are not joking. You’re here to piss the bride off.”
Your grandpa meant it as a compliment. He looked at you proudly.
“Well, maybe the bride should have a dress code next time.”
You both laughed like it was an inside joke.
“You don’t think the marriage will last long?” - Nathan asked.
“Oh, son. You have a shitload of family lore to catch up on.” - your grandpa patted his shoulder and guided you both towards the rest of your family.
-----
The introductions were quick, since there was only 20 minutes for the wedding to start, but Nathan was very patient and polite through it all. Your grandpa stayed close to both of you, redirecting the spotlight when he sensed that Nathan’s social battery was running low. Everybody wanted to know how the both of you got together and when you two tensed up, your papa was there to save you two.
After you took your seats inside the church, Nathan leaned close to whisper in your ear.
“Okay, I admit. Your grandpa is cool.”
“Glad to hear you think that. He's seated at our table.”
Nathan smiled and helped you stand up when the music changed and the bridesmaids started to enter.
-----
You got comfortable in your seat as the limo was following the wedding convoy where the reception was going to take place.
“Not gonna lie, I thought you were gonna cry.”
“Why?”
“It was a nice ceremony.”
“Did you want to cry?” - you teased.
Nathan rolled his eyes.
“So what’s the family lore?”
“Well, the most important detail right now is that the bride was dating the groom’s best friend for years, they got engaged, then she cheated on him with her now groom.”
“Wow… that’s uh…”
“It was not even two years ago.”
“What the fuck?”
“Precisely.”
“Why are we even here? This marriage is not gonna last 8 months.”
You chuckled.
“Maybe they’re both so evil that they’re a perfect match.”
“I’m surprised they didn't burst into flames when they entered the church.”
“I’m surprised you didn't.” - you shot back.
“What?”
“No one becomes a billionaire with good intentions.”
“Fuck me and my hardworking ass, I guess.”
You gave him a skeptical look. Nathan sighed.
“Everyone keeps forgetting that I built BlueBook from nothing. Daddy didn't buy it for me.”
“I thought your parents are rich.”
“They are. They thought my business was gonna be a failure. So yeah, I got into the best schools, but I had to find investors. Which was hard since everyone knew my own dad didn’t believe in me. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I was actually at a disadvantage.”
“I didn't know that.”
“Not your fault. I don’t talk about it much. I think I only mentioned it in one interview, years ago.”
“That’s why you don’t talk with your parents anymore?”
Nathan nodded as he was staring out the window.
After a few seconds he felt your hand on top of his that was resting on his knee. He turned his hand and grabbed yours. He squeezed it back when you did and he felt himself calm down when you started caressing his skin with your thumb.
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Would the Moon Boys like having a cat? Can the car see Khonshu? Who does the cat imprint on first? 😆
Heyyy nonnie!
Based on this post I did about Moon Boys’ favorite animals (which I turned into a pets post), I’m going to stick with the idea that Jake likes cats and dogs the most, including strays, and they love him equally.
At home, it's Jake's cat, Marc ignores it, Steven overfeeds it, wanting to take care of it even though Jake's already done so.
Jake calls it Freckles but Steven calls it something ancient Egyptian. Marc calls it Cat.
Freckles hisses when Khoshu comes calling, sometimes so loudly that Khonshu asks if Jake will make it be quiet. Jake says good cat, ruffling its head with a chuckle. Steven tells Khonshu that cats chase silly old birds, so maybe Khonshu should just make himself scarce.
Marc is like...wait, are you like the mummy in The Mummy? Are you scared of cats? Please be scared of cats and Fuck Off.
When the boys suit up, Freckles turns around and sticks its butt up in the air in defiance, mad at Dad for leaving at all hours. Marc says it's got the right idea when it comes to responding to Khonshu. Steven gives it a sweet, encouraging pep talk about returning soon.
Jake lets Freckles come with, half the time, to Steven's dismay.
Side note: At first, I was thinking can the caR see Khonshu, and it reminded me of this Supernatural episode named "Baby" where the whole episode is filmed from the POV of Dean's car. Not like the car is sentient or anything, just the whole ep takes place in and around the car.
So I was like, yo, what if Jake's cab or ride share car/limo/whatever was like.......alive? Like the old 80's show Knight Rider. And this sent me down a whole different, non-cat path...
@missdictatorme @marshmallow--3 and whoever else is more clever than me, please feel free to weigh in on cat behavior toward Khonshu. I'm sure there is hilarity to be found there.
