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Title: I Know What I'm Doing, Companion Piece to I Don't Know What To Do Legal: The Fast And The Furious, Dom, Letty, Brian and Mia do NOT belong to me. RATING: NC-17!!! SUMMARY: Brian does some thinking. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one is a little more involved than the previous writing exercise: (italics) is for conversation. (()) is for sounds- chuckle, snort, etc. Everything else is thought. Also, I've reworked it a bit since it was first published. I know what I'm doing. Yeah, she's hot and tight and (Fuck, that felt good. Damn girl! Do that again) and she's cute. If it weren't for Dom, I could easily stick with her for a while. But I'll only stay the night. (Sure, I can lay down. On the bed...the FLOOR? O-o-okay.) He thinks the people I fuck don't mean anything to me. He's wrong. They mean everything to me. Just thinkin' about him makes me hard. And I think about him a lot. It's like some kind of addiction or lame ass shit like that. No way I'm goin' down that road. I saw what it did to Letty. She couldn't break the Dom habit. No matter how bad it got, she couldn't break away.
(You wanna get on all fours? You WANT me to fuck you, uh, there? Nah,
I'm totally cool with it. We're gonna need more lube, though.
Where're my jeans?)
(Ouch! No, it's okay, they're not hairs I really needed. Don't feel bad, accidents happen!) Anyway, he's the one that ended it. Letty knew we were goin' at it and she still couldn't leave. Man, she had lost all self respect. All that mattered was being with Dom. That's how much she loved him. It's how much I love him. (You sure you're not a porn star? (chuckle) 'Cause you're fucking me like one. Oh, right, I'm fucking you (snort). So I guess that means I fuck like a porn star.) He wants me to make some kind of commitment. But I ain't goin' for it. I know what he's capable of...(Sorry, are you okay? We can stop if you want. You sure? Oh, shit, I guess you are.) He wants to own me. Fuck that. I already gave up the only real career I've ever had, and we'd only fucked once. I'm not giving up anything else. I can't afford it. (Fuck, I'm gonna come.) I'm not angry, but this is about self preservation. O-o-o-o-o-oh...
(Fuckfuckfuckfuck)
Fuck, I'm seeing stars. He'll just have to settle for what I'm willing to give him, or let me go. Hopefully, it won't kill me. If I go home now, we'll have an argument, and then he'll expect make up sex and I won't be able to do it. Karen? Sharon? is fuckin' takin' it outta me. So I'll go home tomorrow after I catch some sleep. Erin, that's her name. Thank God I remembered it. (You're pretty when you come. No, really, I mean it... Yeah, I am seein' somebody. I don't wanna talk about it. Nah, I'm not offended, are you? Cool...so, you mind if I crash?) |