Mischief After Midnight

Summary: A series of one-shots based on the song 5 O'clock by T-Pain, Wiz Khalifa and Lily Allen – go look it up on youtube. It's awesome.

Rated: M – for… sexiness?

Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own anything, just my imagination… my very dirty imagination.

Chapter Three

Dominic wasn't sure how he got talked into going out clubbing for the second night in a row. He had thought their livers had all suffered enough on a Friday night. But Leon had been dumped hard the previous weekend, and apparently Dom had to take part in the male solidarity ritual of booze and strip clubs.

There had been a bit of ribbing this morning when he had protested another night out. Vince was in the midst of complaining that Letty never let him off his leash, when Letty actually walked into the kitchen. She had just shrugged and went to the fridge for orange juice, starting to make breakfast for herself.

"I don't know why you assholes act like I'm a dragon lady", she said, leaning against the counter holding her bowl of cereal. "Dom's a big boy. He doesn't need my permission to go out."

The whooping and hollering started and the kitchen emptied quickly. Vince, Leon and, Jesse went into the living room to watch TV.

"Geez, this must be how Wendy felt in the Lost Boys' tree house", Letty joked, ignoring the dirty look Dom was still giving her. "When does Mia come back from visiting your aunt?"

"Wednesday", he said flatly.

She smirked. "Don't get pissy with me, pal. In what universe did you think I would let you make me the bad guy here?"

"Letty", he whined. "I don't want to go out tonight. I'm still recovering from last night."

"You don't have to go out. Just go tell the guys that you're getting too old and crotchety to enjoy flashing lights, beer chugging contests, loud music, and doing body shots off random girls-"

"Old and crotchety?!" he repeated incredulously, advancing on her.

"You came home at four-thirty this morning, stumbled through the bedroom door, and nearly fell on your ass taking your pants off. When you finally got in bed, you grabbed me, cuddled my boobs with your face, and passed out", she laughed.

Dom groaned, leaning to bury his face against her neck. "Okay, so maybe the all-night partying isn't exactly my thing anymore", he admitted wryly. "But I'm not old and crotchety!"

Letty smiled, a bit amused.

He kissed the tip of her nose playfully. "Besides, why would want to go out when I can stay in with you?"

"Because you need boys' night… to scratch your balls, stare at cleavage- whatever", she smirked. "Plus, those guys need you to look out for them – so someone doesn't end up with herpes... or something else that can't be cured with antibiotics."

Dom chuckled. "You could come with us."

"Hell no", she objected immediately. "I did the mourning period when Vince got dumped by Gina. Never again."

He grinned. "You looked like a pissed off fairy with all that glitter in your hair."

She rolled her eyes. "It took weeks to get it all out."

"You were very shiny."

"Go out for a few hours", she shrugged. "I'll text you later and give you a good reason to come home."

"Yeah?"

"Sure", she smirked. "Don't want you to miss your bedtime, old man."

He crowded her into the sink and tickled her sides. "Take it back!" he threatened.

"No!" she laughed.

"You asked for it", he shrugged. Dominic shifted and picked her up over his shoulder.

"Oh, shit!" she yelped, slapping his back as he carried her through the kitchen and headed through the living room. "Put me down!"

"Nope."

Dangling was boring, so by the time they were crossing in front of the television, the guys got an eyeful of her grabbing Dom's ass.

"Oh, my god- we're still eating breakfast!" Leon yelped.

Letty winked at them as Dom started up the stairs. "I'd turn the TV up if I were you!" she warned helpfully.

Vince just shrugged and went into the kitchen to grab Letty's discarded breakfast to finish. "No point wasting good cereal", he said defensively as Jesse and Leon gave him strange looks.

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Later that night:

It was nearing midnight when Letty finally texted him.

When are you coming home?

He chuckled and sent her a text of his own.

I thought you were going to make up an excuse to get me out of here.

Dominic, you left something turned on at home.

Another text came through before he could hit the 'reply' button.

Very turned on…

He groaned under his breath.

I'll be home in twenty.

Hurry. I'm only wearing one thing, and it's yours.

Letty was trying to kill him.

Show me?

Nuh-uh. Get your ass home and have the real thing.

Dom smirked and stood up nonchalantly, shaking off a few women who had been trying and failing to get his attention all night long. "Excuse me, ladies. It seems I've left something turned on at home."

He heard Leon choke on his beer.

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Twenty minutes later he was pulling into the driveway. When he got to their bedroom, he had shut and locked the door before his eyes travelled to Letty who was stretched lazily across the middle of the bed. Pillow under her head, twisted half on her side, and naked save for his silver cross necklace that was settled between her breasts… and she had a hint of a smile on her face that let him know she was only pretending to be asleep.

He smirked and crossed the room, kicking his shoes off before crawling over her carefully on the bed. Dom leaned down to kiss the exposed side of her neck, letting his knuckles brush down the center of her stomach.

She shifted slightly underneath him, and he sucked on that spot just under her ear. Letty groaned, eyes fluttering open. "Cheater", she accused.

"Fake sleeper", he retorted mildly.

"Did you have fun tonight?" she murmured curiously, mouth meeting his in a playful kiss.

He nodded. "Woulda been better if you were there though."

Letty chuckled, "Maybe next time."

She tugged his tank top off and tossed it across the room before working his pants off, his mouth travelling her neck and chest doing a sufficient job of distracting her, until she shoved his pants down his legs so he could shake them off.

Dominic tugged gently on the cross hanging from her neck. "My necklace looks good on you."

She had tucked herself against him, forehead pressed to his shoulder, fingertips and the heels of her hands resting on his chest. "Alright- I owe you one. Move before I jump you", she said roughly.

"I wouldn't be opposed-"

"For the third time in twenty-four hours?" she laughed.

He grinned. "So?"

"Later", she promised as he let her push him off her.

He rolled over, face down on the bed next to her, and she straddled his legs. Her hands slid down his shoulders, slick with the massage oil that they kept handy. He relaxed underneath her, listening to the Spanish that she let drip from her tongue like honey. Dom only caught about half of it, but it was her tone as much as it was what she said that turned him on.

Letty knew it would be a long night for both of them when Dom got his turn.

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A/N: I apologize for my rampant use of the term 'yahoos' in this series. (I got rid of it in this chapter. I think I found it twice.) Lol. Only two more chapters for this series, guys!