JD stumbled into the Judgment Day clubhouse, his eye already starting to bruise from the match. Dominik was quick to his side, dragging him to the couch and sitting him down on his lap. JD buried his head in Dominik's chest, mumbling a weak "dom" as he did so.
Dominik couldn't help but kiss JD's temple, trying to take the towel off his eye. But JD swatted his hand away, saying "it's bad, you'll laugh." Dominik swore he wouldn't, but JD couldn't say no to him.
JD took the towel off, revealing a swollen and bruised eye. Dominik couldn't help but say "damn!" JD, pouting, said "see! I knew it was bad." Dominik, holding in a laugh, said "it's not that bad." JD, still pouting, said "promise?" Dominik chuckled and said "promise."
JD, trying to push Dominik away, said "dom! I'm in pain and you're making fun of me." Dominik, still chuckling, ran his hand through JD's hair. JD melted into the touch, looking up at Dominik with a pout and saying "it still hurts." Dominik pulled him into a gentle kiss.
When they pulled away, JD said "woah," but Dominik didn't let him breathe. He pulled JD back in for another kiss, their tongues dancing together in a passionate frenzy. Dominik slid his hands under JD's shirt, and JD pulled his hair, urging him on.
Dominik grinded against JD, hard and teasingly. JD bit down on Dominik's shoulder, something Dominik found insanely intoxicating. JD's whines as they dry humped drove Dominik crazy with pleasure, power, and dominance. Dominik's dirty talk, praise, and degradation made JD's grinding more needy and frantic.
JD's need for Dominik to make him cum was evident in every move. Dominik, feeling his own pleasure build, grinded harder against JD. JD's hands roamed over Dominik's body, feeling every muscle and curve. Dominik's hands explored JD's chest and abs.
Both men were lost in the moment, their pleasure building higher and higher. JD's whines became moans, and Dominik's breathing became ragged. Just as they were about to reach their peak, there was a knock on the door. Both men froze, trying to catch their breath and compose themselves.
"Who is it?" Dominik called out, trying to sound normal.
"It's Rhea. I need to talk to you both," came the reply.
JD cursed under his breath, and Dominik sighed. They both stood up, adjusting their clothes and trying to look presentable.
"We'll continue this later," Dominik said with a wink, making JD's heart race.
As they opened the door, Rhea raised an eyebrow at the two of them. "Were you two... busy?" she asked with a smirk.
JD's face turned red, but Dominik just chuckled. "Something like that. What do you need?"
Rhea handed them a file, her eyes never leaving JD's face. "This is the information you asked for. I'll let you two get back to... whatever it was you were doing."
As she left, JD turned to Dominik with a glare. "You better not have laughed at my eye while I was gone," he said, crossing his arms.
Dominik held up his hands in surrender. "I promise, I didn't. But I do think it's hot."
JD rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help the small smile that appeared on his face. "You're impossible."
Dominik pulled JD back into a kiss, their bodies pressing together again. "And you wouldn't have it any other way," he whispered against JD's lips.
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