Chapter 23: Suits and Eskimo Kisses

                                    

                                          

                          
Warning:  This chapter hints to smut, though I don't write lemon, it's hinting to it happening between the characters. So Yeah, you don't like that stuff and only want the fluff, be careful while reading this chapter! ~
                          
Blu's POV-A month Later
                          
I adjusted my tie with the hand not occupied by Dominic’s shaking hand as we walked into the court room, Nat followed behind us in a dress and Mr.Favara walked in front of us in a suit of his own. We sat in the room as people settled down, Dominic couldn’t sit still, constantly wiggling in his seat, he was stressed over this. I could tell, since the day Georgia knocked on the door he hasn’t been able to sleep right, he has bags under his eyes, he’s been spacing out a lot, and on edge, a sudden sound makes him jump like a nervous guinea pig.
                          
“All rise.” called the balif, we stood up as a judge walked in and sat down, she had short blonde hair and brown eyes, she looked pretty young. Once she sat down everybody in the room sat too. We went over the situation, listened as it was discussed, Ms.Sailer, who was apparently Georgia’s laywer, went on about how she’s a ‘changed’ woman and ‘is worthy to have custody of her children’ and how there were no law’s against it, and that she’s got her oldest three daughters and they’re just fine.
                          
Finally it was our turn, Mr. Favara didn’t have much to go on, Dominic had told him she was abusive, and a few other things, but not everything, he’d left that to a written testimony i’d helped him with when he got upset. Once he’d laid his case down the judge nodded, a bored look on her face.
                          
“Do you have any proof to this abuse?” she asked,
                          
“I have a witness.” at that Dominic stood up shakily, his hand slipping from mine, he walked up to the front, was sworn to oath by the balif and sat in the chair.
                          
“Were you abused as a child by Georgia Anne Rosania?” his father asked, Dominic cleared his throat, visibly shaking,
                          
“Yes I was.” he spoke softly and shakily,
                          
“When did the abuse start?” Mr. Favara spoke as kind as he could to Dominic, while still sounding professional for the court,
                          
“As long as I can remember.” his eyes watered and took a deep breath, trying my hardest not to jump up and run to him to hold him,
                          
“Do you know why she did?” Dominic’s eyes locked with mine and I gave him a reasuring smile, which probably looked sad, but seemed to help him as he swallowed and replied.
                          
“Because I was a boy, she doesn’t like guys, she told me that all my life, made sure she got it across that she hated me specifically because of my gender.” 
                          
Mr. Favara went on with the questions for a little, then finished his point. His point was, Georgia Rosania abused Dominic because he was a boy, she didn’t abuse her first three daughters and that’s why things were fine with her having them. The only reason she’d come for Dominic is once she’d learned he was adopted by a fairly well paid family, and was dating the son of a famous clothing company, she wanted the money that’d come with it. He also stated that along with the money came having her child back, but not her son, by being gay it boosted him on her scale, to her: him liking guys, being as pretty as any other girl, and having money, she could put up with his gender, probably even make herself count him as being a girl as well, mentally to her, she’d have another daughter.
                          

                          
After the judge ordered that Dominic stay in the Favara’s custody and Georgia be fined for the abuse, when he’d been taken from her he wouldn’t talk to strangers so she was never held for her crimes completely. Dominic threw his arms around my neck and I wrapped my arms around his waist once everyone began to leave.
                          
“Just take me home please?” he begged, I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and arms around my neck. I carried him out of the building and weave’d us through the press surrounding the building,
                          
         "Mr. Massie, how do you feel about how the case ended!" shouted one reporter,
                          
         "Blu, whats the most shocking thing about this ordeal?" another asked
                          
         "Dominic, do you feel safe now with your mother being held for her crimes?" I shoved past the oboxious press, camera's flashing and note pads at the ready with pens in case we say anything.
                          
          I held Dominic tightly as I pushed through the last few stubborn journalists and set Dominic in my car after unlocking it.
                          

                          
I drove by our houses, but they were drowned in reporters, I called Chase and sighed
                          
“Hello?” he answered,
                          
“Hey Chase, tell your parents and my Aunt’s that i’m taking Dominic to a hotel so we don’t have to deal with reporters, ok?” I turned off the street quickly before any of the animalistic journalists noticed the car.
                          
“Ok, i’ll tell ‘em, and don’t think about doing the deed!” he warned, I chuckled softly and continued to drive,
                          
“Nah but could you bring me and him a couple pairs of clothes, you know so we don’t have to sleep in either our suits or in the nude.”
                          
“Pft, I know you Blu, you sleep in your boxers, and so does Dominic, you’ll sleep in those weather I bring ‘ya clothes or not, but sure.” I thanked him and hung up, then continued driving to a nice hotel nearby.
                          
While I checked us in Chase droped off the clothes and gave Dominic a hug before leaving back to the house. Dominic held on to me, his arms wrapped around my chest the whole time until we were in our room with the stuff. We stripped of our suits, too lazy to get dressed I laid on the bed in my boxers.
                          
“C’mere.” I muttered to Dominic, he was taking his pants off and fell over since that was the first thing i’d said to him since the courthouse. He stood up and tossed his pants to the side and laid next to me with a questioning look, “I meant... like this.” I said, as I lifted him and moved him to be straddling me. He blushed softly and I ran my hand through his golden hair,
                          
“You need a hair cut.” he muttered to me, I looked up at my hair that laid messily on my forehead, it’d been growing pretty long and was now hard to keep up the way I usually do, so i’d started just brushing it out and flipping it to the side, allowing my hair to do what it wanted. “But it looks cute.” he gave me small chuckle,
                          
“You don’t even know how much I love you.” I whispered, touching our foreheads with a smirk.
                          
" I know how much you do,” he smirked, eyes sparkling with love, "You tell me everyday." he began to rub his nose against mine in an eskimo kiss and bit his lip "Theres also the fact that I love you a little more." I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist with a light chuckle. Dominic nuzzled my neck and began kissing it lightly, trailing up and down until he reached my weak spot and nipped it gently. I ran my hands up his back gently, eliciting short breaths from Dominic, his breath fanned over my skin as he continued to trail up my neck, along my jawline and finally to my lips. His lips were sweet and smooth, like usual; he tangled his fingers in my hair and held a tight grip as he pulled me closer to him, if that was possible. I bit his bottom lip in the way I know he loves and he moaned into my mouth, letting me in, I slipped my tongue between his sweet lips and explored his mouth. Our lips broke contact, both gasping, if it weren’t for the need of air we’d have kissed like that all night. I felt as Dominic slid down my body he stopped when his head was above the large tent forming in my boxers, he looked up at me under his lashes with a look of innocence and I felt my temperature rise at the glance as my blood began to rush to my lower region.
                          
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And cut, because I don't write smut.
                          
If I did i'd feel so awkward the whole time, and it'd suck really bad XD
                          
Anyways, there's the chapter, hope you liked it darlings ;D
                          
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