TW: RAPE.

I wanted to scream and punch someone. I was so pissed, and wrecked. I looked up at Dom who was sleeping soundly. Our flight had been delayed another hour and a half.

The rest of us either sat sleeping, eating or talking. I didn't care what they did to be honest. My jet lag was unreal, and I couldn't wait to get home, snuggle into Dom, then shut my eyes.

I laid Dom off my shoulder, positioning him into the floor, then throwing my jacket over him. There was a small airport bar across from us that people were entering and exiting one, so I took the chance to grab a beer. Joe followed unexpectedly behind me as he was just talking to Phil, whom fell asleep five minutes later.

"What's up man?" Joe asked.

"I wanna go home. I'm absolutely drained." I replied, inhaling then exhaling. Joe knew not to say anything to me because of the mood I was in, so he didn't.

I slid onto the bar stool with Joe and the bartender greeted us.

"What can I get for you two?" He said, his strong arms, black shirt. I glanced away to look at Dom then turned back.

"Two beers please." Joe said, taking the words straight out of my mouth.

I looked at Dom once again, not too far away From him.

"You okay?" I asked Joe.

"I guess. I'm gonna stay at my parents place for a while. My bloody apartment is still not done." He rolled his eyes.

"Really?" I was surprised.

"Really." A laugh left him.

The bartender kept glancing at me from the back of the bar, and I shot him a dirty glare. I looked back at Joe who put his hands in the air in a surrender. "Don't kill me."

He finally came over with the two beers. "Here you are pretty boy." I went to get up to knock him in when someone pulled me back.

"Back off, man," Dom said in a dominating voice that I'd never really natured before. It kind of turned me on. "This boy is my pretty boy. So piss off."

The bartender shot Dom a look that made him growl. "Relax." I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Stay away from my boy or you won't be able to touch anyone again."

I kissed Dom one more time before watching the bartender slowly back off. A smile emerged and Dom still looked pissed off.

"Come take your beer over here, I want to talk, Pretty boy." Dom was dominant again by what he said, I was confused at first, but my boner wasn't.

I nodded at Joe who went and sat beside Phil and Price. I lifted my beer and followed Dom to the small table sat the back. Rings of beer and beer coasters were laying around everywhere. The airport was heaving; many people going or leaving. Lucky them, we were still here for another hour.

I sat down in front of Dom, and I put my head down in shyness before he lifted his hand and put it under my chin.

"You're beautiful, don't be shy, but I want you to wear this." I looked at the black collar in his hand, and he reached over to slang it over my neck before tying it at the back.

It was leather, but like a normal necklace. "What is this?" I asked, knowing that I did know what it was.

"A collar type thing to show that you are mine. Normally people would wear this, but only if it's a dominant or Sub."

I nodded and leaned over to kiss him. My lips tangled with his until I got hot and bothered down there.

It just looked like a normal necklace, no one would notice what it was. I guess he just wanted possession over me.

I got hot and bothered. "Meet me in the bathroom in five." Dom said, his dominating voice with the huskiness. I nodded and he went.

Five minutes passed and I moved to the bathroom. Excitement and adrenaline was pursuing through me.

I got into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it. "Dom?" I shouted lowly, and not expecting to see the Bartender.

"Well hello prettyboy." The bartender came closer and closer, making my face drain.

He came closer laying a hand on my shoulder; leaning in before I harshly pushed him away. He turned around, fist clenched, and he punched me. My eye flashed, I was terrified, I felt my blood pressure rise and my heart break.

I needed Dom, now.