The water drowned us entirely, the water forcing us to take breaths before colliding our lips again. My jeans were on the floor next to Doms briefs. I cried when hunger washed over me for his touch, his fingertips lingering over me. His lips felt so distant, but they were right there against mine. They were chewed up, swollen, and Dom gripping them with this teeth caused small bruises to appear down my bottom lip. The water was lukewarm, but the radiating heat between the two of us, made it rise. 

I was pinned against the wall, my hands above my head with Doms left hand as his right hand roamed every inch of my body.

"I need you." Dom said, his dominating voice turning me on.  

"Take me then," I replied, groaning as his hand explored another area. "Hm."

He stopped in cold blood, staring at my lost glazing eyes. Price and the guys had entered the bus, talking and laughing, stopping in their tracks when they noticed we weren't around. Small laughs were circulating them.

"Hurry up you two. We'll wait outside, until you're both dressed." Joe shouted, and the door to the bus closed.

Doms face blushed before he grabbed his clothes, pushing me into a deep kiss. He unexpectedly tripped over his jeans before sighing, causing me to laugh at the tanned man on the floor. I helped him and he gave me a hint of soreness in his glazing eyes. I threw his jeans on and headed out, calling the boys back in. I didn't register what they were saying, eventually drowning the sound to the pounding sound of the shower.  I washed my body, finishing whatever I had too.

I couldn't get what happened out of my head. I thought about something then my mind moved towards how it felt. How his lips reacted against mine, his skin so bare and raging onto mine. The tenseness sweating away, the warm water causing us to stop and depart our lips once again. I rolled my hand where he had loosened the muscles. Hell, it wasn't even that sore anymore. I wanted to scream his name, tell him to get his ass back in here, but I passed.

The bus was moving at a tolerable speed just as I'd finished taking a shower. I heard them talking, laughing and whatever else. Dom was in his bed, probably sleeping or pondering. I put my clothes on again, and readjusted my shirt coming out of the steamy bathroom. I glanced around me, hoping that Dom would be sitting around. My heart jumped, skipped a beat, and I hopped onto my bed that was directly across from Doms. Our beds were the high ones, since we both called dibs on them. I climbed up, throwing my clothes then sitting on the soft bed, swinging my legs. I was so exhausted, my head was banging, my eyes were bloodshot, and I had lost my appetite for almost everything. Once this tour was over, I was going to try and take better health of myself.

Doms curtain was closed, and I heard some faint music. I smiled and his curtain opened, only revealing his perfectly sculpted face. "Come in." He signalled, putting a grin on my face. I hit the wooden floor secretly, then climbing to Doms bed. His strong hand pulled me over, and he smiled. Did I make him happy? 

I leaned against him, worthy of his unknown actions. He smelled fresh, good and renewed of his cologne. My legs wrapped over his with his hand resting on my thigh. I was so giddy inside, like nothing mattered anymore. I felt his soft, kissable lips touch my forehead, and my excitement and happiness was trying to stay in. I leaned myself in more, moving my head to look into his beautiful eyes. My lips met his chin, and a smile emerged the surface of his lips. Dom looked at me, and I felt as if I was being interrogated by his intimidating eyes. His hand pulled me up from my ass, making my cheeks turn red. "Kiss me." Dom said, dominating everything I had in my containment. 

My lips trembled towards his, fiercely. They moved slowly, teasing him to see if he would give in. He rolled his eyes and gave an exaggerated sigh before crashing his lips against mine.  His lips battled with mine, and his mouth sucked on my bottom lip, leaving more borderline bruises.  I wanted to pry into his mouth more, exploring what was his. Instead he explored my mouth, leaving me a hot mess.

I woke up, Doms hands going through my hair again, twirling the blonde bits onto his finger.  I was laying on his chest, his heartbeat alluring me. So soft and reassuring, I looked up at the awaken Dom.

"Did you take a nice nap?" He gently asked, lacing strands of hair.

"Yes, thank you." A shaky breath arose.

"Conor, I'm here, don't be scared." Dom said, smiling to the kiss he planted on my cheek. A smile came from my lips, and my head buried under his chin once more, while his chin ultimately rested above my head. 

We had an hour until we reached our destination, but what would happen to Dom and I after this tour? It was true, I was scared, matter of fact I was terrified. I didn't know what would happen, I didn't know how people would overcome the news. Media these days were a mess, and it wasn't something either of us wanted to face.

His fingers continued to twirl in my soft locks, and Price unexpectedly opened the curtain. "Look at you two." He said, laughing slightly in awe.

"Shut up." Dom said, dropping his hand and pulling me closer till the space was taken. Price rolled his eyes smirking.

"We'll be there in a bit." Price waved Dom off and the curtain was closed once again. The faint noises of beer being opened and the voices of the other three, it almost ringed in my ears.

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I didn't want to move. Having Conor next to be kept me content and calm. God, I'd never wanted someone so badly before. His soft breathing comforted me, and soon I would be home, but what exactly would I do? I knew what Conor was thinking, and I was right, he was scared, maybe even terrified. The media was on his mind, I could tell and I could feel that it was possessing his mind. I barely made an effort to hold him because he was up against me, with my left arm wrapped around his perfect waist. I needed to make him mine, cause sure as hell I've held back too long.