Ohmylord This Is Ruining Me

ohmylord this is ruining me

i think ….. i think this is gonna be a fic

like any good jersey boy dommy is Italian, so my latest fantasy has become running around the Italian coast with him all summer

oh god yes, my family is from florida and i go there every summer and the beach/water is so so important to me in terms of like bonding and relationships (like my go-to fantasy for ANY person i’m into is taking them with me to florida to meet my family and be at the beach together but that’s a whole other thing entirely, i need to stay on track here)

but having the flip of that and dom taking you to a place that means a lot to HIM, like maybe he still has family/cousins in italy so you get to stay with them and experience italy as like residents do and not as tourists do, and dom is just like. he’s so violently himself when he’s in italy, but a little more refined?? like the mornings, you wake up to a hot summer day already in progress, and he’s already sitting outside, eating strawberries and drinking a little espresso, and you come sit in his lap and he kisses you and softly asks how you slept, and he warns you “my cousin has already gotten into the wine, i think we’re in for a long day”

going down to the water and sitting together and reading your books, pausing to chat every so often, when his cousins come down, you’re all just having a good time together

and then you come back to the house to get ready for dinner, showering off the sweat and sunscreen, and you come out and dom just hugs you and kisses your wet hair and you’re like “what’s going on” and he fesses up “i ordered you something from milan and it was delivered this morning” and you start to hit his chest “dommy!” and he’s like “wait, wait! wait til you see what it is before you get mad!” and he grabs the box and you recognize the sleek designer logo, and he pulls out the most beautiful linen sundress, all patterned with flowers and laying in just the most beautiful way, and it fits you like a dream, and you want to be mad at him for spending all that money on you, but his eyes are all big and glassy as he grabs your hips and drinks in the sight of your body and whispers "fuck..."

and you're a little late to dinner, your hair a little rumpled and dom's all flushed in the face and happy, drinking wine and talking and laughing, trying your hand at the little bit of italian you can glean off of his cousins, and he's like "can we have a moment for amore mio's dress?" and has you stand up and do a spin, and all the girl cousins are fawning over it, and he just smothers you in kisses

and UGH italian vacation dom has me GOOFY