Long Sunday Afternoon

Disclaimer: The Fast and the Furious franchise belongs to Universal and the respective writers of the characters and I’m not making any money whatsoever. So please, don’t sue me, all I have are several unwritten plot bunnies and demonic furball, who I love.

 

Author’s Note: I’m sure I’ll get things wrong on occasion, please, if you find something I’ve done wrong that you just need to nitpick on, send me an email and I will fix it. I can be reached at: thedarksynfullegend@gmail.com

 

Much love to my friends who listen to me rant and rave, my betas the CelticMuse and Darkwatch, and most of all to those of you who take the time to read and review my stories. Thank you.

 

Warnings: First Time, Romance, Slash.

Spoilers: The Fast and the Furious

 

Italics – thoughts.

. . . italics – flashback

 

Summary – It was a warm Sunday afternoon and for Brian he gets so much more than what he originally bargained for.

 

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Long Sunday Afternoon

By TheDarkSynfulLegend

 

 

 

The Toretto Garage -

 

 

He owns you now. Those words echoed in Brian's head as he buried himself under the hood of the Toyota Supra. Why did she have to say that to him, because now he couldn't get it out of his mind. The first time he had glanced into those dark orbs, Brian had been drawn in. Tossing the torque wrench onto the table nearby, Brian wiped his fingers on his shirt then groaned as he realized it was already smeared in grease. What the hell. Came the errant thought as he stripped out of the t-shirt and tossed it to the side, leaving him bare chested in the garage. And he never once thought he was being watched.

 

Dominic was in his office, having needing to do some paperwork for both the garage and the cafe. He heard the door open and glanced down only to see Brian Spilner walk in and start working on the Supra. The kid was an enigma to Dom, as he watched Brian pop the hood and start working. Dom hadn't had an itch like this one in a long time, and all it took was Brian to get it started again. While he had been in the Lompoc Correctional Facility, he was forced to take a prag, not something he relished, but he came to realize that there was a part of him that liked a hard body against his, instead of the soft curves that Letty had.

 

Brian, who had no idea he was being watched still grabbed a bottle of water and drank half of the contents in a few swallows. Rivulets that managed to escape his mouth ran over his golden throat to cascade down his chest. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he set the plastic container down and turned on the radio. He made sure it wasn't the usual pulse pounding beat as it sometimes was in the garage, but loud enough that he could hear it under the hood. He stuck his head back under the hood to the Supra's engine, while moving his body to the beat.

 

Dom swallowed heavily as he watched Brian's hips swaying to the beat that came from the radio. It was Smooth by Santana and Rob Thomas. But what got to Dom more, wasn't the way that Brian was dancing, it was something else entirely. The way the afternoon sun streamed into the garage illuminated Brian, making him look like an Adonis and suddenly, Dom wanted to worship the god who had come down from Olympus. While Brian worked, he was smearing himself with grease as if he hadn't noticed that he had removed his shirt. He had to put a stop to this now, and opened the door of his office, "Spilner!" he shouted, to make sure he was heard.

 

Brian snapped up and slammed his head on the hood of the Supra, so great was his shock. "Hey Dom." he said, retreating from under the hood and rubbing the top of his head, making the blond locks even more unruly and sexy. "Problem?"

 

"Its Sunday, what the hell are you doing here?"

 

Brian shrugged, "Had nothing else to do, figured I'd work on the car."

 

Dom nodded, "Well get out back and clean up, barbeque at my house. I'll drive you over if you hurry." He said, watching as Brian tossed the wrench onto the table and headed out of the door towards the back where he kept a simple garden hose amidst the junk. When Brian disappeared, Dom walked over to the Supra and took note of his progress, nodding in approval. He then went to the back door and leaned on the jamb as he watched Brian wash up. He shouldn't be watching him like this, after all, he didn't know if Brian even liked guys, what with the way that he had been watching Mia. Shaking his head, Dominic tilted his head and looked up at the sun.

 

Brian could feel Dominic's eyes on him briefly as he reached for the garden hose, and turned it on. He lifted the green hose and held it over his head, letting the cool water cascade over his body, and he sparkled in the late afternoon sun. Shaking his entire body, Dom was suddenly struck dumb, as he watched the water fly off Brian's body like small stars. Something about Brian drew Dominic like a moth to a flame and right now he wanted to burn. Striding over to Brian, Dominic turned him around and gazed down at him, and it was in that moment that Brian leaned up and brushed his mouth over Dom's. Brian blinked and tried to back away from Dominic only to meet the wall. "I'm sorry, Dom."

 

Dom blinked, that butterfly kiss intoxicating him in ways that Letty's ever had and he wrapped a strong arm around Brain's waist and slammed his mouth over his. This was no butterfly kiss, this was passionate. Dom's tongue plundered, teasing and tasting the depths of Brian's mouth. Dom smelled like the Corona he had just finished in his office and earthy primal male that would not be denied what he sought to take.

 

Brian moaned as Dominic laid his claim with that powerful kiss. His arms twined around Dom, and his tongue met and dueled with the older man's. A low growl welled up in him and he shoved at Dom, flipping them around so Dom was against the brick wall, but Brian didn't stop there as he pressed his body against the hard muscled one that belonged to Dominic, grinding their groins together.

 

Dom snarled as his back hit the wall but he paid the pain no attention, as he thrust his tongue against Brian's. The way their groins met, sent a deep shaft of desire through him tightening his loins and suddenly he wanted to possess Brian as he had never possessed anyone before. Grasping Brian by the back of his golden locks, Dominic dragged him inside the garage and up to his office, where he slammed the door. A quick flick of his wrist and it was then locked, and Brian made another move. Brian pulled at Dominic's tanktop, yanking it off as his mouth moved over Dom's throat tossing the material aside moving his mouth down to claim a nipple, teasing it to hardness with his tongue and lips.

 

Dom hissed as his nipple was claimed and ran his hands through Brian's hair, holding him in place as he arched his back like the animal he was. One hand settled in those soft gold strands of silk, the other one ran along Brian's shoulders, learning each hard plane and angle. Brian moaned as he slid down Dom's hard body flicking his tongue around his belly button. Brian's fingers didn't fumble as he undid Dom's belt and slid the khaki pants down around his ankles. One glance upward with those cerulean orbs, and Dom's own brown ones that were nearly black with desire returned the stare and that was nearly his own undoing even as Brian's tongue flicked over the mushroom shaped head, a whimper leaving his lips at the taste of the pearly drop of liquid that had gathered at the tip.

 

The blood rush was incredible, and Dom nearly passed out at the touch of Brian's tongue across the tip of his throbbing cock; but his sanity returned as he reached down and tore at Brian's pants, nearly ripping the material from those long legs. Shoving Brian onto his back on the couch, where he managed at times to catch a nap, he attacked Brian's abdomen, nibbling on it as he used his fingers to stroke at the young man's erection. A deep sound of longing left Brian's throat as he was pushed onto the couch and his cock taken in Dom's hand. His fingertips ran along Dom's skull memorizing the feel of it while he still could. Sensation rocked him as he threw his head back, his gold hair forming a halo around his head.

 

Dom continued to make his way south, flicking his nimble tongue over Brian's pelvic bones, only to nip at the erection that was before him. His strong hands went north, pulling and pinching at Brian's nipples worshipping that golden Adonis like he always wanted since the first time he saw him race. Brian whimpered at the light abuse that made the ache in his groin increase. He realized in that very moment that he gave complete control to someone else and he wasn't afraid. For the first time in his life he didn't fight for dominance. "I want you, Dom." he whispered, willing to give whatever it was that Dom wanted.

 

Briefly, a mere fraction of a second was all Dom needed as he focused on Brain's blue eyes, his own narrowed and filled with desire as he pulled Brian to his feet and turned him around, pressing him against the cushions of the couch that had seen better days. He leaned heavily on Brian's back, and reached under him, grasping his cock once more as he slowly started to stroke it, biting at he back of the younger man's neck. "Fuck." Brian groaned, his body trembling with need that was coursing through his body like a wildfire. Their arousal was peaking and Dom was done with foreplay.

 

"You want this Brian?"

 

"Yeah, fuck me, Dom."

 

With an almost feral grin, Dom moved back slightly pulling Brian's cheeks apart, and slid inside with a thrust of his powerful hips. He kept going until his balls met Brian's ass, snarling in pleasure as he was sheathed in that tight warmth. Brian cried out as he was taken, but it was more of the ecstasy of joining than the burning pain of being taken. He tightened his muscles around Dom's cock encouraging him to start moving. "Dom . . . move!" he hissed.

 

Dom began to move then, thrusting slowly into Brian's form but it was hard with each thrust. He bit harder on the back of Brian's neck, his fingers gripping those slender hips for the best purchase as he slowly began to move harder and faster into Brian's body a low growl forming in the base of his throat. Brian panted as he stilled completely, knowing immediately the message Dom was sending him through the grip. Blue eyes half-closed as he went limp against the cushions, allowing Dom to dominate him completely. This was new ground for him, as he had been taken before but it was always because he allowed it and he had been an equal partner. Dominic demanded submission and Brian gave it with a small whimper.

 

Triumphant, Dom truly began to fuck Brian, hard, fast and thoroughly. His tongue snaked out as he licked the spot he had bitten so hard with gentle swipes of his tongue. Placing one hand on Brian's chest, Dom pulled him backwards so that his chest met Brian's back. Dom stroked Brian's cock with the same amount of power and sensation that he was fucking him with. A small gasp escaped Brian and then he was lost to the feel of Dom, in him and around him. With a cry of Dom's name Brian came, his body thrusting back against Dom's as his seed sprayed over his stomach and one of the couch cushions. Dom cursed as he came deep inside Brian's form with a shudder of his powerful body, holding him close Dom fell to the floor cradling Brian close.

 

"Usually, I get dinner before I sleep with someone." Brian mumbled.

 

"Guess that means I have to feed you." Dominic replied as he pulled out slowly, and cleaned them both up with some wet naps he kept in the drawer of his desk. "Get dressed, we gotta get movin, Spliner."

 

Brian dressed and his ass ached as he walked over to Dom. "Barbeque then."

 

"Yeah, you ready?"

 

"Yeah." Brian replied as he walked with Dom out of the garage and got into his car, heading back to Dominic's house in Echo Park.

 

~*~

 

The barbeque was in full swing when Dom and Brian arrived. They had stopped at a small bodega and picked up a case of Corona and some extra ribs. Climbing from the car, he was met by Mia, Dom's sister who took the case of beer and noticed that Brian was limping. "You okay?" she asked, as he followed her into the house.

 

"Yeah, I'll be okay." he replied.

 

"You were with Dom?"

 

"Yeah."

 

"At the garage?"

 

"Yeah, Mia. Its as you said, he owns me now." Brian finished as he took one of the Corona's and twisted off the cap taking a sip, gazing out the window at Dominic who was manning the grill. He owns me now. Brian thought to himself as the sun set on the long Sunday afternoon.