No Bonnie

Summary: So this is what I think is a One Shot, Pre FF1- Dom and Letty have date night and she finds out what he is planning.

Rated M

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"Man Dom, me, Vince and Jesse are going over to Edwin's. He's having a party, and he invited the twins. You know what that means: Me and Vince are gonna be tag-teaming tonight!" Leon grinned, practically jumping up and down at the thought.

Dom sat at the kitchen table with a nostalgic grin on his face, eyeing his friend with a knowing gleam.

"Yea, it's been a while since I had twins. And when I did, I wasn't sharing." He chuckled to himself, taking a deep breath.

"So, you're not coming with us?" Leon probed, waiting for his comrade to reply.

"Nah, not tonight. It's Letty's night." He smiled genuinely, waiting for his other half to finish getting ready.

"That's right, man. I forgot. I don't know how you do it, Dom. One woman, all the time? Even if it is Letty, I don't see how you do it."

Dom snorted, eyeing the boy? Man? He wasn't sure.

"Believe me, there's no comparison. One of Letty is like having two women, 24/7. Not to mention, we've been together so long, she knows me in and out. She's knows what I like and invents shit in between. I'm not envious of you."

Leon looked at him incredulously at hearing the last part of the statement.

"Okay, the only part I envy is being able to trade freaky stories with the guys. There ain't no way I'm telling you all the erotic shit we do. Just no that out of all the women I've been with, she surpasses every arena."

Leon's eyes bulged as he comprehended what Dom was saying. He'd had the luxury of bedding some of his sloppy seconds and they had been rather skilled in many things.

"You guys are truly made for each other." Leon grimaced, shaking his head at the thought of a woman he saw as his sister engaged in anything erotic with someone he considered a brother.

"All the way down to her toenails." He agreed, laughing as Leon stood and went in search for the other guys.

Dom sat a few more moments before standing and going to the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey Let, you almost ready?" He yelled up, waiving to the guys as they exited out of the front door.

"You done telling Leon how much I satisfy you?" She yelled back, causing him to groan before taking the steps two at a time towards their bedroom.

Walking in, he took note of her short skirt and tank top, his head nodding in immediate appreciation.

"You're not mad about that, are you?" he ventured, watching as she grabbed for a pair of heels and bypassed her boots.

"Mad? Because you hinted to guys I have to see every day that I'm a freak in the bedroom? Why would I be mad?" She feigned.

"I don't know. While I don't want them looking at you the way I do, it makes me proud to have something they'll never have." He admitted.

"Fair enough. Next time, try to be a little more discrete about it. The last thing I want is Leon looking at me like I have no clothes on." She shivered in disgust, standing and turning to reach for her wallet.

"If you ever catch Leon looking at you like you have no clothes on, I'll rip his fucking eyes out. That goes for everyone in this house." He fumed, suddenly realizing that perhaps he had said too much.

"Simmer down, Papa. Now kiss me and take my hand and let's get to this date." She instructed, waiting for him to do just as she said, in that order.

When he bent down, pressing his lips to hers, she expected it to be a quick pecking kiss, but instead, Dom pushed his tongue into her mouth.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her against his side, before pulling back and gazing into her eyes.

"I agree with Leon." He stated, continuing when she looked at him confused, "We are made for each other."

She smiled brightly at him, and allowed him to escort her from their bedroom, down the stairs and out of the door.

"Where's Mia?" she asked, reaching for the volume on his radio and turning it down.

"Study group." Dom answered quickly, causing Letty to smirk. If it was 'study group' that really meant Sam from her chemistry class.

"Cool. Where are we going, baby?" she inquired, her hand going to the back of his head, caressing the skin.

"Dinner." He replied with a smile, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Then?" She probed, her other hand going to his abs, scraping along the ridges as she scooted closer to him, planting a soft kiss to his cheek.

"I dunno." He admitted, smiling when he could see her lips curve up out of the corner of his eye.

"You don't know? Interesting." She admitted, sitting back in her seat and watching the scenery as they drove by.

"Any time with you is interesting, Letty."

" You mean any time with the 'twins' is interesting?" she teased.

He eyed her chest, and looked back to her eyes.

"Them too." He laughed.

"What do you think about the game last week?" she asked.

"I think that kid Kobe is the next MJ. If he and Shaq can build what Mike and Scotty did, LA is gonna be invincible like they were when Magic was still in the game." he assessed.

"I agree, that guy is like a damn gift to the West Coast. But nobody will ever be MJ. Nobody. As a matter of fact, after MJ retired and came back, he wasn't even MJ."

"True."

"So dinner was a surprise." Letty smiled, rubbing her stomach as they sat in in Dom's car, leaving the restaurant.

"Yea I figured we should at least attempt grown-up dates. The bar and the arcade were starting to name things after us."

"Well, if I'd known you were taking me somewhere fancy I would have put pants on."

"I prefer that you don't."

"I'm sure. So now that I'm confident were not going to the arcade, and the movies is the other direction, where the hell we going?"

"Just relax. We'll be there soon."

"Relax, he says." she mocked, rolling her eyes and siting back. "Last time I heard you say that, you were popping my cherry."

"Got that right." He grumbled with a smirk, focusing his mind back on the road ahead. "That was an incredible night."

"For who?" she asked, her voice accusatory.

"Please, you'd been on me for months. Probably years. You admitted yourself that you wanted me to be your first." He reminded.

"Was I a woman who knew what she wanted? Absolutely. But don't act like I was begging you to split me in two that night." She replied.

"But you appreciate the fact that I can split you in two these days, Let. Be glad your man is working with something." He smirked, causing her to burst into laughter.

"Yea, ok." He looked at her slightly offended.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He asked.

"It means, maybe you aren't as amazing as you think you are."

When the words spilled from her mouth, he jerked the car to the side of the road, dust kicking up everywhere.

"What the fuck, Dom?" she laughed, his face completely serious.

"Get outta the fucking car, Let."

"What? I think you lost your mind back there on the road. We should maybe go find it." She advised, her eyebrow arching in indignation.

With a growl, he got out of the car, walking over to her door, yanking it open, before pulling her out.

She scowled at him, before jabbing him solidly in the arm before he used her roughness to grab her, spinning her before slamming her chest first onto the hood.

He placed his hand firmly on her back, preventing her from moving as she heard the belt on his pants come undone.

"Dom?" she ventured, swallowing thickly at the change in his demeanor before feeling his hands push her skirt up and around her hips.

She realized her bare ass was hanging out in the open and reached her hands back trying to cover the globes, hissing as he smacked them away.

Before she could protest, he had her turned over, and spread open on the hood of his car.

"You hurt my feelings, Let." He began in a monotone voice, his eyes full of passionate debauchery.

"Big baby." She smirked as his hands traveled down her stomach and to her thighs, pushing her further open.

He pulled her to the edge of the hood, her butt hanging off as he situated her against him, her middle against his middle as he grabbed himself, stroking himself up and down.

"You saying I don't satisfy you?" he accused, looking into her face. Her mouth fell open, suddenly dry as she watched him let his penis go, it slapping against the lower part of her stomach as he waited for her reply.

"Did I say that?" she questioned, waiting until his eyebrows shot to his non-existent hairline.

"You're words were' maybe I'm not as amazing as I think I am'. You saying I don't put it down? I don't make this purr?" He asked, his hands rubbing her through her underwear.

She groaned at his choice in words, erotic talk instantly drenching her core, and due to her current position, she couldn't squeeze her legs shut.

"I don't remember." She feigned.

"Don't remember saying that, or don't remember if I make you come so hard you're horse afterwards?" he asked, prompting her to clarify.

"Both." She groaned, hell bent on denying him satisfaction of the male ego.

In all honesty, she was aware they both knew how enamored she was with his manly parts. True he'd been her one and only, but it was a known fact that she'd never had the desire or thought to stray or try anything different.

As a matter of fact, she knew she'd nabbed the best penis this side of the Mississippi. She refused, however, to allow him the satisfaction of getting her to say it in those words.

"You're being stubborn, baby."

"And?" she half grinned, half moaned as he inserted one finger inside of her.

She was happy they were on a darkened road, where there were no cars or traffic.

"And you'll be sorry." He finished, pulling his finger out, and replacing it with his girth.

She clenched her teeth to keep from crying out as he moved in and out of her, her body quickly soaring to heights of pleasure. Before she was able to take full advantage of the pleasure he'd built, he withdrew from her completely, shoving himself back into his pants.

Her nerve endings went into overload as he left her on the brink, her emotions almost causing her to throw a fit.

"Wha? What are you doing?" she whined, sitting up on the hood.

"Leaving you unsatisfied. I want to make sure you know the difference." He advised, pulling the car door open and sliding back into the driver's seat and starting the engine.

She felt the rumble of the engine underneath her and groaned as she lay back on the hood, her fingers going to her center.

Dom sat watching her through the windshield and immediately grabbed his member through his jeans, squeezing, trying to stave off the desire to screw his resolve, take her and put them both out of their misery.

He refrained.

Instead, he sighed, before letting himself go, smiling wickedly as he smashed the horn, erupting into laughter when she bolted from pleasuring herself, her eyes wide and surprised as her chest heaved.

"Get your ass in the car." He smiled gleefully as she scowled, giving him the finger, before pushing her skirt down and opening the passenger door and sliding into her own seat.

"Take me home, asshole." She demanded.

"Nope. Dates not over."
"Dominic!"

"Leticia!"

"Don't patronize me. You're going to pay for this. Bet your ass on that." She warned.

"Yea, ok." He mocked, slamming his foot on the gas and navigating them towards their destination.

Dom stopped the car at the top of a cliff in the Hollywood Hills overlooking the city.

He grabbed a blanket out of the backseat and opened the door.

Laying it on the ground, he sat, waiting for Letty to join him with a scowl before pulling her into his lap.

"You still mad?" He asked. She didn't answer, just grunted, and he chuckled low in his throat.

"You have to watch what you say Let. I'm not afraid to admit there's nobody on this planet that can do me like you. I wouldn't even want to look if there were. I planned to have this romantic talk with you while we looked out over our world. You gonna have an attitude the whole time or what?"

Sighing she unfolded her arms from her chest and allowed him to link their fingers together.

"That's better." He murmured, kissing her hair softly. "So, what do you want the next few years to look like?"

She paused at the question, happy that he obviously saw them together in a few years, but nervous at the conversation.

"Uh, I don't know. We don't really talk about the future, Dom."

"Right. That's what I was thinking. That's why I thought maybe we should. I don't know what you want or expect from me, Let. You don't know what I want from you."

"Hmm." She agreed, looking out at the twinkling lights of the city.

"I want to be happy. Safe. Loved." She named off, his head bending to her shoulder as he listened carefully.

"I want to feel needed, always. Maybe a trip or two." She smiled.

"You're not giving me anything hard to work with." He growled playfully, her face lighting into a smile.

"I want you to always be with me. No matter what."

And there it was. The hard one.

Letty felt him tighten his hold on her, and it made her tense. She could tell in his body language it wasn't a hold promising her what she demanded. It was a tightening of his hold because he wasn't sure he could uphold that through any circumstance.

"What's going on? Why do I feel you pulling away from me even though you're arms are almost crushing me?" she asked.

"I can do all the things you mentioned. Even more than that. But I can't promise you something out of our control won't separate us Letty. I'd never make a promise to you I can't keep."

She turned to face him, her face confused.

"What are you planning? What the hell is going on?" She asked, encouraging him to level with her.

"We need cash. Fast. We're doing ok. Breaking even now, but with Mia starting med school in a few months, and the upkeep of the cars we own, we need money. Not to mention, the cushion that I had saved pretty much went towards paying the rest of my legal fees and fines from the charges. I need to make sure financially, we're set."

"So what's your big plan? How do you plan to fix this?"

"Well, I figure I can get the guys and we can lift merchandise from some trucks. Only thing is, we need to do this while they're moving."

"Are you crazy? Dom! You guys can get hurt. Dead. What if they catch you? You won't survive another stent in prison. I know! I was there!" she warned, shoving him slightly and standing to her feet.

"I know all this, Letty. But my mind is made up. I'm doing it. We need this. I need to do this."

"Fine! If you're doing it, I'm in on this too." She replied back forcefully, causing him to stand to his own feet.

"That's not funny, or negotiable." He fumed.

"Fuck you! So what? My life is worth more than Leon's? Vince's? Jesse's? Your's?"

"I'm gonna sound like an asshole, but yes. It would rip me up if something happened to anyone in my team, but if something happened to you, prison would seem like fucking Disneyland. I can't live without you." He yelled, stepping into her space.

"Well I can't live without you either." She countered, her voice lower, and definitely scarier.

"Fuck! Can you for once let me make a decision that you don't challenge?" he groaned, his hands washing over his face, before eyeing her.

"Can you make a decision that isn't stupid? And further more we both know you make these dumb decisions and run them by me because you need someone to challenge your logic. You trust that I'm going to give it you straight and not nod my head like the morons at home do."

"You're right. It still doesn't change the fact that this is one thing that you can't do with me."

"The hell it does. Since my life is more important to you than your own, consider me your incentive to take every precaution and make sure everyone, including yourself stays alive. If you wanna be Clyde, I'm playing Bonnie." She hissed, her eyes cutting into him.

"So what? You're going to martyr yourself because I won't give you your way? Got-dammit, Letty." He roared, irritated that this was turning into a heated fight.

"No I'm not martyring myself. Not unless you're planning on letting something happen to me." She countered.

"I can't control everything. You're not going, that's final. No Bonnie!"

"Then neither are you, and you can bet me on that."

"Fucking date is over! We're going home." He gruffed, turning and walking towards the car, before stopping and whirling on her.

"Why can't our shit be beautiful, like this?" he gestured to the scene before them. "Why can't you just let me say what's going to be and leave it?"

"Because, I'm not your 'yes man' and your decision's affect me, Dom. So if you do this, and something happens to you, where does that leave me? Mia?"

"It leaves you safe. It leaves you out of harm's way."

"And miserable and sad. You want me to cry, Dominic? You want me to go back to the way I was when you were locked up?"

And just like that, she'd pulled the trump card.

Fuck!

He knew what him being locked up had done to her. If it weren't bad enough that he was on the inside, tortured every day because he was caged like an animal, the abyss that Letty had fallen into while taking care of family had haunted him.

He knew from Mia that she functioned; she was at the shop with Vince, helping Mia with the books, taking over Dom's job of sending out the bills, but past that, she was deflated, depressed in a way that was all Letty.

He'd promised her that he would never make her go through that pain again. He promised that he'd never make her watch him go through that pain.

Promises

This one he'd already made. He knew if it were between life and prison, he'd choose death.

He also knew she was right, if she were there, chances are that he'd make sure he didn't do anything stupid enough to kill him or her.

Sighing, he reached out and pulled her to him roughly.

He slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her hard before pulling back and guiding her head to his chest.

"Let's go home, Let." He wilted, pulling her towards the car.

Once seated in the car, he brought the engine to life before navigating them back towards town.

"I know we just had a fight, but does this mean you're not going to finish what you started earlier?" She ventured.

He couldn't help the smirk, knowing that for now, all games were aside.

"No we'll finish it. Or, I'll finish you." He promised. She nodded, and released a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"We don't say this as often as we should, but I love you, Dominic. No matter what. I love just you. I don't care if we have nothing. I just need you. You have to know that." She poured out.

He brought the back of her hand to his lips as his eyes remained on the road, kissing her knuckles as he navigated them back towards the city.

"I know, Let. Doesn't stop me from wanting the best of my world that I can offer you. You and Mia deserve nothing but the best. Always know you're my motivation. No matter how crazy my ideas get."

That night when they made love, Dom was gentle with her, and achingly slow. Letty was so wound up that she thought she'd explode. He made sure his mouth was everywhere, whispering promises and devotion into her skin as she writhed beneath him.

When it was over and he had her wrapped tightly in his arms, sprawled on top of him, she made a confession.

"There is a definite difference in satisfaction, baby." She purred, placing a wet kiss to his chest.

"Umm, hmm. Thought you'd agree." he smiled, with his eyes closed.

"So what we just did, what was that? It was pretty intense." she ventured, his hands rubbing her back.

"Yea. It was. It was beyond nice. I guess I'm feeling particularly emotional tonight." He admitted. "You can go, Letty. But the minute I say you're out, you're out."

"Okay."

They lay there a while longer, basking in the aftermath of their time together and Dom was almost asleep when she sat up atop him, her hands going to his chest, caressing the flesh.

"Dom?"

"Yea?"

"Sit back against the headboard." She encouraged, watching as he cracked an eye open and looked at her.

"You're like a fucking cat in heat, Leticia." he smirked, doing as he was told and situating himself back against the pillows.

He watched with half hooded eyes as she kissed his stomach before sliding down to his erect penis, wrapping her lips around him.

Dom watched as she moved over him, his eyes squeezing shut when she hummed around him, before pulling him to the back of her throat.

She remained moving over him with lethargic movements as he panted beneath her. She avoided all the things she knew he needed to reach his orgasm, instead pulling desire and arousal to the tips of his toes.

"Letty." He growled, his hips lifting from the bed as he tried to get his member down her throat.

She pulled back from him, looking up as her hand went around him, stroking him up and down with light movements.

"Hmm?" She asked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, as her eyes bore into his.

"Finish me already. You've been down there for like half an hour." He groaned.

"You mean you want me to satisfy you?" she asked with a wicked gleam in her eye.

"Let's not play the game, Letty."

"What game, Dom? I'm not playing any games. I just want to make sure you know the difference between satisfied and unsatisfied." she mocked, dipping her head down to place a kiss to the head of his penis.

"I'm not the one who needed convincing, I'm always satisfied with you." he forced out, reaching for her head, and growling when she dodged him.

"But you were so mean to me tonight. You hurt my feelings when you left me on the hood of your car."

"I more than made up for that. Had to teach you a lesson."

"A lesson? Hmm, well what are you learning from the one I'm teaching you now?"

He didn't say anything, instead, he moved lightning fast over her, and pushed inside of her depths, hissing as her walls stretched in surprise to accommodate him.

"You're not playing fair, Dominic." she moaned, bracing herself as he began a rapid succession of powerful thrust.

He groaned as he tensed over her, filling her silken depths with his warm seed.

Pulling out of her, he brought her back to his front as they lay on their sides, before parting her thighs and throwing a leg over his hip.

He reached down and inserted two fingers into her, moving them steadily while his thumb massaged her sensitive bud. He licked the back of her neck when he felt her began riding his hand, her hips moving in an erotic rhythm as she bucked herself to orgasm.

When she was done, he rubbed the outside of her opening with his slick fingers kissing her shoulder languidly.

"I love date nights." She sighed.

"Me too." He agreed.

Fin

A/N: So this is my take on why Dom is irritated in FF1 at the beginning when Letty walks in. I figure he told her it was time for her to get out of the heist and she refused.

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