Trust and Turbulence

Title: Trust and Turbulence
Author: WarpedMinded and NightmareAhead
Chapter: 1/1
Fandom: The Fast And The Furious
Pairing: Dom/Brian
Warning: hard male parts
Summary: Dom picks Brian up from prison and brings him to Mexico.
Disclaimer: We do not own The Fast And The Furious or any of its characters.
Note: This is a role-play between WarpedMinded and NightmareAhead. Warped = Brian. Nightmare = Dom.

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Brian stared straight ahead, his heart pounding. 'Is this real? Am I finally free from this hell?' He swallowed the bile in the back of his throat, 'Chavez, I hope you burn in hell for making me your bitch the last few months.' Tears pricked his eyes and he took a deep breath, not wanting anyone to see his emotions.

"O'Connor, you're out! Get over here."

He walked toward the guard and was pulled out, and taken to get his personal affects, which was nothing except clothes, wallet, and some government money.

Within a few minutes he was outside, the sun blinding his eyes. He shielded the sun away and frowned at the sight of a black rumbling car.

Dom revved the engine a couple of times when he saw Brian walking out of the building and towards the gate. He didn't really know why he was here, he just knew that as soon as he heard that Brian was getting out of jail, he raced from Mexico here. After finding out the exact time and date his 'friend' was getting out, he made sure he was there.

Adjusting his sunglasses, he watched as Brian made it out of the gate and revved the engine once again.

Brian stopped and swallowed. He couldn't do this. Whoever this was, they were there to kill him, finish him off. Brian walked up to the driver’s side and closed his eyes, "If you’re gonna kill me, do it now." His hands were shaking. He wanted to die, to forget all the horrible things that happened to him in prison.

Dom laughed and lifted up his sunglasses so Brian could see his eyes. "Get in the car, Brian. Believe it or not, I'm not here to kill you."

'Dom!' Bri opened his eyes and he gasped, "I... What are you doing here? What if you get caught?! Jesus Christ, man! I went to prison ‘cause I wouldn't narc on you, don't tell me I did it for nothing." He ran around the car and got in the passenger’s side. He started to hyperventilate. "Please go, hurry."

"Relax, man, I'm not getting caught," Dom reassured as he sped off down the road. "So, you have any plans now that you're out?" he asked curiously, eyeing Brian out of the corner of his eye.

Brian covered his chest and rubbed his arms absently, "Nah... I don't have anything left to do." He laid back and closed his eyes only for a minute, or so he thought.

~.~.~.~

When Brian woke up it was dark out, "Oh... shit. Sorry, man. I-I didn't mean to fall asleep." He looked at Dom and sighed, "What have you been up to?"

Dom shifted gears before answering vaguely, "This and that." He shifted gears again as they went over the border and into Mexico, passing the Welcome to Mexico sign.

Brian rolled his eyes, "You were never much of a talker." He yawned and before he knew it he was out cold agian, his head resting on Dom's shoulder.

Dom remained as still as possible, shocked that Brian's head was on his shoulder. He turned his head and buried his nose in his hair, inhaling the scent and swallowing hard. When he realized what he was doing he cursed at himself and focused back on the road.

About an hour later he pulled into the motel parking lot and tried to wake up the sleeping man. "Brian. Hey, Bri, wake up, man."

Brian jerked awake and struggled to get away from the person touching him, "I'm up, stop! Please!" He gasped for air and when he hit his head on the window he stopped and looked around at where he was. "Sorry," he whispered and quickly got out of the car.

Dom wasn't shocked by Brian's behavior, he remembered what it was like in jail and how it took him a while to get back to normal after. He shut off the engine and climbed out, locking it behind him. "We're getting a room here for the night," he said as he walked past Brian and into the office. After getting a room he walked back out and nodded his head down the line of rooms. "Room 15."

He jumped back into the car and drove it over to the spot in front of their room while Brian walked the short distance. When he got out of the car he grabbed two duffle bags from the trunk and went into the room. Putting the bags on the floor he gestured to one and said, “Picked you up some stuff.”

Brian walked in and flopped onto the bed, "A comfortable bed, finally." He smiled weakly at Dominic, "Do you think we could get food... or we can wait til morning." He took off his shirt, and started on his pants.

Dom sat on the other side of the bed, a bit pissed that there was only one in the room. "We can get food whenever you want, it doesn't matter to me," he said as he peeled off his jacket and tossed it onto the chair in the room.

Brian glanced at Dom. "I heard Letty left you for someone who could still live in the states. That sucks man, you didn't deserve that," he stated honestly. Crawling up the bed and laying on top of the sheets, he rested his head on the pillow

"I don't blame her, it's not exactly fun here in Mexico. You'll learn that soon enough," Dom laughed and kicked off his boots. Stripping off his shirt, he moved so he was sitting against the headboard and reached onto the nightstand to grab the remote and turn on the TV.

Brian ‘hmm'ed back, and turned onto his back. "Wake me up when you want to go get breakfast." He blearily opened his eyes, "Please don't leave me alone here." He fell asleep soon after that.

"I promise I won't leave you, Bri," Dom whispered as he ran his hand through the sleeping man's soft curls. After watching TV for about an hour he clicked it off and settled into the bed. He soon fell asleep with his hand resting on Brian's chest.

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A few hours later Brian woke up, and his body went stiff. His took stock of his body; he wasn't in as much pain, so he didn't think he was still in prison. Then he remembered Dom picking him up and he relaxed. He opened his eyes and stretched, he saw Dom's hand resting on his chest and he blushed. He slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Dom woke up to the sound of the shower starting and stretched out in the bed. He groaned aloud when he realized he was hard and ran a hand over the bulge in the jeans he had slept in. Stopping himself before it was too late, he realized that he didn't know how long Brian would be, so he couldn't jerk off. Sitting up in the bed, he grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to distract himself.

Brian finished his shower, and felt better than he had in months. He stepped out and changed into a new pair of boxers and a tank top. He grinned when he saw Dom watching TV.

"Anything good on?"

When he saw what Brian was wearing out of the corner of his eye he forced himself to focus hard on the TV, grabbing a pillow and placing it on his lap to hide his renewed erection.

"Nah. Nothing good on, but what do you expect; it's Mexico."

Brian looked at the pillow in confusion, not really registering why Dom would put a pillow on his own lap, but he looked back at the TV.

"There has got to be one or two American channels on here somewhere."

Dom tossed the remote to Brian. "You have a look. I'm gonna shower," he got up from the bed and headed into the bathroom, closing the door behind him quickly.

Brian clicked through the channels and he finally found one, but it had only soap operas at that time of day. He waited for a moment, then decided to go get them some breakfast. After getting fully dressed, Brian went outside and walked to the closest restaurant.

When Dom got out of the shower he realized he forgot to grab some clean clothes so he tied the towel around his waist and quickly exited the bathroom, grabbed his bag, and went back into the bathroom. After getting dressed he left the bathroom and finally realized that Brian was gone. He was hit with a wave of panic, trying to think of reasons why Brian would leave and if he was going to come back or not.

Brian was frowning all the way back to the motel room. "Maybe you will have better luck with those damn people. I can't get a single order of scrambled eggs and sausage. I'm starving." He pouted for a second but pulled his lip back in and blushed. "Sorry. I am not coping here in Mexico very well."

Dom let out a relived breath when Brian walked through the door, but covered it up by clearing his throat. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, smiling at how frustrated his friend was. "You'll get used to it."

Brian looked up sheepishly, "Then could you go over there and order some for us?" He gave an innocent smile as he sat down. "I kind of gave up."

"I'll be back," Dom chuckled and grabbed his wallet. As he walked past Brian, he reached out and ruffled the man's hair before he walked out the door.

Twenty minutes later he was walking back through the door, two bags of food in hand.

Brian had been laying on the bed watching one of the soap operas and quickly tried to change the channel when Dom came in, but it wouldn't change. "Stupid, stupid remote. Hey!" He got up and quickly went to turn off the TV manually, but saw there was no power button on the set. A growl escaped and he pulled the power cord out of the wall, turning the TV off. "So... how did it go?"

"I'm going to ignore the fact that you were watching a soap opera," Dom said with a shake of his head. Placing the bags on the small table, he sat down and took out his food.

"I am so hungry," Brian said as he grabbed his food and sat down. "Thanks for this." He ate slowly so as to not choke. When he finished, Brian got up and brushed his teeth. "We leaving for your place now? Or, have you not found a place yet?"

"I got a place on the beach. You'll like it, you can even surf. We'll leave as soon as you're ready," Dom said as he took his last bite. After cleaning up he grabbed the bags and put them in the car. "You good to go?"

Brian looked around and nodded, "Yeah. Let's go." He put his arm on Dom's shoulder and walked out into the hot sun. "This heat will probably kill me, but at least you’re here to suffer, too."

"So nice of you to let me suffer along with you," Dom grumbled sarcastically as they walked to the car. After driving over to the office and checking out they took off from the hotel, heading to Dom's place.

"It's no problem at all," Brian chuckled as he got comfortable in his seat. "Does Mia live with you? Or is she still angry at you?"

"She stayed in California. She wasn't a part of anything so she was safe. Got a steady boyfriend now, finished college. I talk to her at least once a week. She's happy, so I'm happy," Dom answered with a shrug.

Brian nodded, "That's great for her. I'm glad she wasn't hung up on me." He looked down a little sadly. "D-did you ever have a bitch in prison?" he asked out of nowhere. His eyes were haunted by what happened to him in prison, but he was only going to let it show to Dom.

Dom adjusted himself in his seat awkwardly. He originally wasn't going to answer, hating thinking about the time he was behind bars, but he could tell Brian was having a hard time and he needed someone there for him.

"It was either be a bitch or have a bitch, and I wasn't going to be one."

"You weren't... horrible to him, were you?" Brian asked softly, almost not wanting to know the answer.

"No. We were never friends though. We just fucked and then went on with our lives. Can't even remember his name. I think it was Jason... something with a J," Dom explained.

Brian looked out the window and didn't know what to say to Dom after that.

It took a couple of hours but he finally said, "I'm glad you didn't abuse him," it came out as a whisper.

Dom nodded his head and continued to drive in silence. About an hour later he pulled up to a gate, punched in a code, and drove through, the gates shutting behind the car. He drove up the driveway and parked in front of a 4 car garage. "Home sweet home."

Brian looked around and a grin spread on his face. "Damn, you sure know how to pick the best houses. Are you a mechanic, too? Helping people with their cars around here?"

"I'm co-owner of a garage in town, yeah," Dom said as he got out of the car and grabbed their bags. He lead the way up to the front door and, after unlocking it and shutting off the alarm, he put the bags down and headed towards the kitchen.

"You want a beer?" he yelled over his shoulder.

Brian looked around the house, taking it all in. "Uh... yeah, sure. I could go for one." He followed Dom into the kitchen and leaned against the wall, smiling fondly at the man walking around the kitchen, "Very domestic."

"Mia picked it out," Dom explained as he opened a bottle of Corona and handed it to Brian before opening his own. "It was supposed to be for all of us. Me, Letty, Mia, Vince, Leon, and Jesse, but they're gone so it's just me. And now you, I guess."

Brian took a swig and licked his lips, moving closer to Dom. "Why did you keep me around for so long? Was it cause of Mia... or you?" he asked, needing desperately to know the answer.

Dom took a long pull from the bottle, avoiding answering for as long as he could. Finally he put the empty longneck down and folded his arms over his chest.

"I don't know. At first I convinced myself it was for Mia. But now... I don't know. I just heard you were getting out and the next thing I knew I was crossing the border and heading to pick you up."

Brian nodded, "Well... the whole reason I came to you guys was so that I could get close to you. At first it was for the job, but once I got to know you I just wanted to be accepted and be even closer to you, Dom." He looked down and took another swig.

Dom went into the refrigerator and grabbed himself another beer. "Me? Thought you wanted to get closer to Mia," he said without making eye contact, occupying himself by opening the Corona.

Brian had to look down nervously, "Yeah... that was the only way to get close to you though. I really like Mia, she is a great friend, but... I'm not attracted to her in that way." He finished his beer and stood up. "I think I should go lay down." He started to walk out of the kitchen and went to the living room.

Dom sighed and followed Brian, finding him in the main entrance he picked up the two bags and started up the stairs.

"I'll show you to your room."

"Alright, thanks," Brian nodded, while sighing softly. "I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable, Dom. I really just wanna be friends. And you can forget I said anything before."

Dom shrugged and lead Brian down the hall and into one of the open rooms. "You can have this room. Got your own bathroom right there," he pointed to an open door, "And a walk-in closet there," he swung his finger and pointed to a closed door. Handing one of the bags to Brian he headed out of the room. "Mine is right at the end of the hall. You need anything, I'll be in there. Night."

Brian watched Dom as he left, taking a peek at his firm ass. "Get a hold of yourself, Brian," he hissed to himself, feeling ashamed. He turned around and walked to the bed. The comforter seemed very thick and soft, and Brian couldn't resist, so he jumped onto the bed, landing on it with a soft 'plop'. "Ahh."

Dom went into his room and shut the door. He stripped off all of his clothed as he walked to the bed, laying out naked on his back. It was too hot to sleep with the covers on and he groaned when he realized he had forgotten to turn the ceiling fan on when he entered, but was too tired to get up and turn it on. Folding his hands behind his head he tried to figure out what he was going to do about Brian, now knowing that the man was attracted to him. Soon enough he drifted off to sleep, thinking about running his hands through those soft blonde curls.

Brian tossed and turned, unused to sleeping in a place he didn’t know or trust yet. Brian trusted Dom with his life, but since Dom wasn’t in the same room as him, it made him uneasy. Half asleep, Brian got up and walked to Dom's room.

"Dom? Are you awake?" he asked so softly that Dom wouldn't have been able to hear it. Brian got on Dom's bed and curled up, falling asleep instantly.

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Dom slowly woke up when the sun started to stream through the windows. He groaned and cuddled further up to the warm body he was wrapped around. He kissed the bare shoulder in front of him, assuming it was Letty, before he woke up and realized that Letty had been gone for months. Cracking one eye open he froze when he realized it was Brian his naked body was up against.

Brian let out a sigh, and pushed back against the body that was holding him. He opened his eyes and blinked confusedly. "Where am I?" his voice dry and husky.

"My room. My bed," Dom growled out as he rolled away and sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing a pillow to cover his morning wood. "Mind explaining why you are here?"

Brian still looked confused and sat up slowly, "I was asleep and dreaming that I came in here. I'm sorry. I guess I sleep walked." He felt so ashamed and very embarrassed that Dom reacted that way, like he was disgusted with Brian. "I didn't mean to." He got up and quickly got away from Dom's room. He was in his room in less than a second and he shut the door. He slid down it, covering his face. "Fuck!" he hissed to himself.

Feeling bad for getting mad at Brian, Dom quickly threw on a pair of clean jeans and went down the hall to knock on Brian's door.

"Bri... I'm sorry. Okay, man? It's alright. I should have known you would be nervous sleeping somewhere new."

Brian shook his head, forgetting that Dom couldn’t see through doors. "No... no I shouldn't have done that. I can't do that. I won't do it again, I promise. I didn't mean to disobey you, just don't tell your group." He wasn't talking to Dom anymore... he was talking to his 'owner'. "I-I don't think I could handle another beating or gang rape," he gasped out, moving from the door and hiding on the other side of the bed.

Dom stared at the door in puzzlement, wondering what the hell Brian was talking about. Opening the door slowly, he poked his head in before entering all the way and shutting the door behind him. Seeing Brian's blonde hair pocking out from the other side of the bed, Dom walked around and sat down on the floor a few feet away. "Brian. Brian, you're not there anymore. You hear me?"

Brian rocked back and forth for a moment, stopped, and then stared at Dom. "Are you my owner now?" He got on his knees and crawled toward his bald headed friend, "I'll be good," he promised and laid down, his head in Dom's lap.

Dom ran his hands through Brian's hair as he tried to figure out what to do. He didn't realize that being locked up had been that bad for the blonde and now it was up to him to help him get better.

"Come on, Bri, let's go make some breakfast. Some real food will help you remember where you are," he said as he got the both of them up and out of the room. Once in the kitchen he sat Brian down on a stool at the island and went through the refrigerator. "Omelets sound good?"

Brian looked up with a slight smile, "Yeah... yeah, thanks, Dom." He was still looking around, confused, but coming back. "Broke down didn't I?" He placed his hands on the table and stared at them.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it," Dom tried to reassure him as he went about cracking eggs and making their breakfast. Once he was done he turned off the stove and put the omelets onto plates, sliding one across the island to Brian.

"I never thought I was gonna be someone’s bitch. I was a cop, you think I would have been tougher." He glared down at his eggs, took a bite and moaned at the taste. "These are excellent. Thank you."

Dom shifted and tired to ignore the instant shock Brian's groan sent straight down to his cock. "No problem. Had to learn how to cook when I was a kid so I'm pretty decent at it now." They continued to eat in silence and when they were done Dom took their plates and put them in the sink. "Anything you want to do today?"

"Can we buy some essentials. Toothpaste, toothbrush, stuff like that? Or do you already have a bunch of extras incase people come to visit?" Brian finished the food and got up. He walked past Dom and pressed a kiss to his close friend's head, then went to the sink to wash the dishes.

“There should be all of that kind of stuff in your bathroom. How about you go have a look around your room and if there is anything you still need, we’ll head out. I’m gonna grab a quick shower,” Dom said before heading out of the kitchen and up to his room, not acknowledging the kiss.

Brian walked upstairs and checked everything out. He really just needed clothes. He took off his and laid naked in his bed, closed his eyes and started napping.

Dom finished taking a shower and got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt before grabbing his wallet and heading down the hall. "You decide if we need to head anywhere, Bri?" he called as he made it to Brian's door and opened it.

Brian gasped and arched his hips, his leaking cock thrusting into the air, begging for release.

--- Brian kissed Dom roughly, "I want you to fuck me," he begged, his voice husky and deep. 


Dom growled and spread his legs, leaning down and sucking on his cock with practiced ease, his hand stroking the base of the shaft, his mouth and tongue teasing the head.

"Oh fuck, Dom. Yes, yes! Ugh, just like that." Brian reached down and gripped his lover's head, lightly thrusting up into the moist heat. ---

Brian turned on his side, his back to the door, but he still thrust his hips a little, making whimpering noises.

Dom entered the room when he spotted Brian asleep, trying his hardest to ignore the fact that he was naked. "Brian. Come on, man, wake up." He sat on the edge of the bed and gripped Brian's shoulder, pulling him onto his back. Instantly regretting coming in the room, Dom eyed his friend's hard cock, licking his lips and groaning when he felt his own cock fill out.

Brian jerked awake, gasping for air. "Holy fuck that was ho-" He saw Dom and quickly covered himself, "W-what are you doing in here?" He got up and ran to the bathroom, totally embarrassed.

Dom jumped up from the bed and ran his hands over his head. "I was waking you up, man! How was I supposed to know you were dreaming... whatever you were dreaming?!"

Brian smacked his head, "That's what I get when I don't cover up." He closed his eyes and started to will his cock down. It took a few minutes, but finally he was under control. He opened the door and blushed when he realized he didn't have any clothes with him. He used his hands to cover himself and he walked out into the room and grabbed his clothes, putting them on, even while Dom was still in the room.

Dom cleared his throat awkwardly and folded his arms over his chest. "So... did we need to go out?"

"Yeah, I need clothes. Unless you want me to wear yours." Brian gave an innocent leer, if that was possible, and it was with Brian.

"Sorry pretty boy, but you can’t fit into my clothes," Dom leered right back. "Now come on, lets get to the store before it gets crowded."

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A few hours later Brian walked through the doorway with a couple bags of clothes. "Thanks for paying. I didn't know I had no money." He set down the bags and yanked off his shirt. "Man, it's warm. But I am so glad you have central air and heating. Can we wash the clothes now? Or are you in a hurry to be somewhere, I know you have a life outside of this house."

"Don't mention it. I have more money then I know what to do with. I just have to make a couple of phone calls and then I'm free. Why don't you go start the wash and then you can do whatever. The pool sounds nice so I'm probably going to jump in after my calls," Dom said as he handed the bags he was carrying to Brian. "I'll be in my office if you need me."

Brian nodded, and watched as Dom walked away, a sad smile on his face. He stood by the washer and put his clothes in, then closed the lid. He put on boxers and went outside to the pool area.

Dom exited his office about half an hour later, ready to jump into the pool. He stripped as he walked outside, not bothering with swimming trunks. Naked as he shut the door behind him, he went to the edge of the pool and dove in.

Brian smiled at the sight of Dom swimming. "Hey, room for one more?" He looked down shyly at himself and stepped into the water in boxers.

Dom swam to the shallow end and stood up, wiping the water off his face. "Damn this feels good. Come on in, man."

Brian laughed and jumped in, water splashing everywhere. "Woo! This is so great," he sighed, floating on his back.

Dom chuckled at Brian's child-like behavior, but copied him and laid out on his back. After the both floated for a while in silence, Dom smirked and dove under the water. He came up under the blonde and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him under the water.

Brian gasped and struggled to get up from under the water. When he finally broke the surface he gave Dom the glare of death. "That so wasn't cool." He turned around and pretended to pout.

Dom laughed and swam around so he was in front of Brian. "Sorry, man, but you were asking for it, laying there all peaceful." Then, he did something that completely shocked him. He wrapped his arms around his friend and pulled him into a deep kiss.

"Mmm!" Brian jerked away and looked away nervously. He licked his lips, wanting to taste more of Dom. He swam a little closer and tilted his head, "Show me how it’s done here in Mexico, gringo." He had a shy quirky smile on his face.

Dom hesitated, not sure if this was such a good idea, but the smile on Brian's face quickly decided it for him. He ran on hand through the curly blonde hair, while the other went to his friends hip, gripping it firmly. Leaning in, he brushed his lips over Brian's while he said, "I don't just fuck, Bri. If we do this, we do this for the long haul."

If anything Brian's smile got bigger. "That is the best thing I have ever heard you say," he laughed, teasing Dom. He moved in the water and wrapped his legs around Dom's waist, weighing nothing since they were in the water up to their chests. Brian gave Dom sucking kisses on his neck and then kissed him hastily on the lips, drinking him in like it wouldn't happen again.

"So I guess that's a yes," Dom smiled and kissed him again.

The End.

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This pairing is now mine and WarpedMinded’s second favorite pairing (the first being Spike/Xander) so expect more fics to come! (either posted by me or her)