#dominic.interactions

No one would believe this. They had built their collegiate careers in completely seperate social spaces. Now look at them. Dom moaned as he felt her head dip down and her lips around his sex. This wasn't the first time he'd been with her—it wasn't going to be the last. "Holy fuck..." The, typically timid, male moaned out. She was the most sought after woman on campus. No one would've thought she noticed him, let alone be interested in him. At this point, it was blur as to who pursued the other. None of that mattered. All Dominic cared about was the intense pleasure he was getting from her lips.

Dominic looked at the pregnancy test, his face a mixture of shock, impressed, and disappointment. "Wait—wait—wait—" It took a moment for everything to sink in. "So... You're pregnant with your married bosses baby—and he wanted to get you pregnant?" Dominic shook his head, laughing at the absurdity. "Bridgette, I love you so much... But no. This is insane."

Dominic looks at the other. He had collided into them while walking on the sidewalk. moment of pause falls over the two as he fully gathers his thoughts. His senses tingled as he felt the energy emitting from them. "Whoa..." He speaks. "You're just like me."

Of course they were sat across each other. They were best friends. The news of their chaotic romance hadn't caught up to the group yet. At least Dominic hoped it didn't He certainly didn't tell anyone. So, with mimosa in hand, he nods in her direction. "Hey."

Dom could be heard yelling and complaining from the other room. It was a frustrating night of games. He and his friends have won a total of two games in the last couple of hours. This wasn't like him, but today had been a particularly stressful day. He needed to destress and he knew exactly how to do it. "Hold on, guys." The male spoke into the mic, before storming to the bedroom. "Baby, I need you. Now." His words were deep and filled with anger. Dom pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side before rushing over to her. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out, then you're gonna suck me off while I play with my friends."

Dominic found himself with a lot of power due to the copious amount of money the club made. With great power comes great possessiveness. Finally he found her pulling the hand of a guest towards a private room. Not on his watch. The owner pushed past the drunken crowd and the sultry dancers and broke up the pair. "I need to talk to you." He told the woman, then turning to male. "Extremely sorry sir." Dominic's voice had never sounded so condescending. "I'm sure another one of our girls would be happy to show you to a room."

Wind whistles against the hard mountain surface. Their camp is lit by a mixture of campfire and moonlight. In a metal pot boils their dinner for tonight—chicken noodle soup. Dominic pokes at the fire with a metal poker. Embers and small sparks emerge as the firewood is agitated. "You know I love you." The male spoke, his eyes focused on the fire. "But this sucks. How much longer till we reach the top?"

She was annoyingly perfect. It was insane how smart she was and how beautiful she made intelligence look. Honestly it always ended up with him lashing out due to the conflicting emotions of attraction and jealousy. "If you think it's best." The male responds with a condescending tone. "But we can agree that I get the more detailed half, right? We both saw that I was scoring higher than you, since the last class check-in, right?" Taunting was never graceful. But grace went out the window for these two always. "You'll be fine with finding pictures for the presentation."