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Dominik Mysterio stared at all the decorations for Jefe's backstage 20th anniversary party. He felt a strange detachment from the celebration, only managing a faint smile as his mother and Aaliyah praised his father, Rey Mysterio. He even had to force himself to celebrate with Rey after scoring a huge win against The Judgment Day earlier in the night.
Maybe that was the issue. Everything was about Jefe. Everyone celebrating his life and accomplishments, while he must be the good boy and do everything Rey wanted him to do. He took the beatings in matches, the kendo stick shots, heard the boos for himself while the crowd lit up for Rey as soon as he tagged in. He put a smile on his face when Aaliyah decided she loved Buddy. Ugh.
He even threw himself at the mercy of The Judgment Day when they threatened to take Rey's head off. Which earned him another beating because apparently, they wanted him to take jefe's head off instead.
All this for what? It certainly wasn't for himself.
It was all for Jefe.
However,…
…. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to join The judgment Day?
Dominick leaned back against the wall, idly watching as Rey started opening gifts. Damian Priest and Finn Balor certainly made an appealing offer. They seemed to view him as his own person. His own man. He didn't seem to be Rey Mysterio's son in their eyes. He was Dominik Mysterio.
Dom wouldn't dare breathe this to Jefe, but Damian Priest's words to him in Puerto Rican accented Spanish stuck in his head from the day he said it:
"Start to live your life."
Why was The Judgment Day so interested in him? Everyone wanted his father. But him personally? Why him? Why now? Just another pawn in someone's quest to get back at Rey, like Eddie did all those years ago?
Or maybe they saw him for who he was and what he wanted to do?
He was annoyed with himself for lacking the courage to take the plunge and go it alone. He was tired of sneaking around, escaping his hotel rooms to get a bit of a reprieve from Rey's watchful eye. Using Theory as his cover when he finally had enough of Rey's overbearing ways. He wanted to experience all of what being a WWE Superstar had to offer, and not just accept the dollops of Rey thought he should have.
Plus, Damian Priest's parties sounded damn interesting….
Rey broke into Dom's thoughts. "Dominik! Come join us, son!"
"¡Si, Jefe!" Dom shook his head, opting to shelve his thoughts for another time like he always did.
It was all about Rey Mysterio tonight, after all.
Rey's latest gift was his purple gear from his WCW days. Dom inwardly groaned. Someone always found that purple gear.
Feeling bored, Dominik contemplated sneaking out of the party. Maybe he could hook up with Theory and do something before sneaking back into his hotel room. He was always up for anything if he could show off his Money in the Bank briefcase. If Jefe got after him about it, he could just say he was preparing to get ready for his flight tomorrow. He moved closer to the door.
A cough broke into his thoughts, and Dom felt someone new enter the room, cutting off his way out. Irritated that his escape plans evaporated, Dominik turned to confront the intruder, to make a show of why he was so close to the door.
His gaze was fixed on Rhea Ripley, the Eradicator of the Judgment Day, her intimidating presence palpable in the room. She dressed in black, with matching dark makeup and lipstick. She even wore one of Eddie's old "I'm Your Papi" shirts. He hadn't seen her backstage for a while, and never so up close and personal.
But she was so…. striking.
The room dissolved into chaos in the Eradicator's presence. With an amused smirk, Rhea turned her gaze towards Dominik, their eyes meeting in an intense stare.
Dominik's entire world slowed to a murky crawl.
Dominik didn't hear Rey and Angie yelling, nor did he notice Aaliyah coming forward to confront Rhea. He saw Rhea's eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint as she appraised him. Dominik thought that if she was the one who wanted to recruit him for The Judgment Day, he would have gladly taken off Rey's head off.
Rhea broke eye contact to focus on Aaliyah, and Dom was thrown back into the room's chaos. Rey's words about "those types of girls" flooded into his head, and he always resented how Jefe would chase them away. Dominik had the feeling Rey wouldn't be able to chase Rhea away so easily if she stuck around.
Dominik mentally shook himself. What was he thinking?
Aaliyah stepped too close to Rhea, and the Eradicator responded by palming his sister's face with her hand and pushing back hard. Aaliyah yelped and went flying into the arms of some family friends. Dominik stood there admiring Rhea for a bit before recovering and making motions to check on his sister.
He had wanted to do something like that for years!
Dominik's amusement was short-lived when Rhea suddenly grabbed him by the hair and yanked him out of the room. He heard Rey running after him as Rhea dragged him down the hall. Dominik tried to fight against her, but Rhea clearly overpowered him, his shoes leaving black streaks in his wake. Normally one would feel humiliated at being dragged by their hair to some unknown place, especially by a woman.
But…He started feeling strangely…. aroused?
Oh, shit! Dominik immediately felt mortified and squelched his feelings down as fast as he could. He was fighting for his life.
Eventually Rhea dragged him into the path of Damian and Finn, who pounced on a pursuing Rey. They dragged him away by his feet down the hall. Rhea tossed Dominik aside, the younger Mysterio left lying stunned in a heap on the floor. Before he could react, Rhea reached down and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to look at her. They locked eyes once again, and the mischievous glint danced in her eyes as she gave him yet another appraising look. She smirked.
"Good boy."
Rhea released him and hurried to catch up to Damian and Finn. Dominik laid there for a long moment, fighting some very conflicting feelings and even more confusing sensations. But even with all his mixed emotions, Dominik only had one thought:
Could she do that again?
Rey's sharp yell snapped Dominik out of his trance and sent him scurrying to catch up with his father.
There would be no sneaking out tonight.
"I'm telling you, Dom…. You should come and join me out here!"
"Can't. I have shit to work out, Austin."
"Dude, you always have shit to work out!"
Dominik threw a right punch into the hanging punching bag, watching it swing away from him and return before throwing a left punch into the bag.
He was lucky there was a gym near the hotel that had a punching bag. It was late in the night, so no one was there. He had a lot of shit to work out. His feelings and frustrations bubbled within him, accompanied by a confusing yet undeniable arousal. Everything was punched into the bag. Jefe was in the hospital overnight due to what The Judgment Day did to him, so guilt was being punched into oblivion as well.
Austin called to ask him out as he always did. Even though he wore earbuds, Dom could barely hear Austin over the pulsing beat of the music playing wherever he was.
"The girls here are amazing, Dom! You're totally missing out!" Austin continued, oblivious to Dom's lack of response. "Maybe you could one find one to sneak into your room like old times."
All Dom really wanted to think about was one particular girl and why she was making him feel some kind of way, but he forced himself to continue punching the bag. "Family's in town, so I can't sneak out. I'm not even supposed to be in this gym now."
"Jefe got you on lockdown and blowing up your phone again?"
"Apparently, Judgment Day could start hotel room invasions." Dom sighed as he glanced at his phone's screen lying on a bench a few feet away. There were dozens of unanswered messages from Rey piling up. "…Yeah."
""You'd think being in the hospital would slow him down."
"Mom's probably texting for him." Dom paused as heard a familiar beat thump in the background. "Don't tell me you convinced the DJ to play your theme song."
"Yes! Isn't it great?"
Dominik groaned inwardly. Only Theory found his theme song catchy enough to play in clubs. "I'm certain Jefe won't let me fly with you, so I'll see you later in town for SummerSlam."
"Bet. Talk soon."
Dom disconnected the call and pulled the earbuds from his ears. He tossed them into his duffle bag, then took a second to reach for a towel and wiped his face. He was still so confused about why he felt certain ways. Punching things usually helped, but this feeling he had was new. He wasn't sure what it was, but he really wanted to experience it again.
Tossing the towel aside, Dom wandered over to a water fountain to get a sip of water before packing up and heading back to the hotel. The last thing he wanted was a family member or friend to catch him when he promised Jefe to stay in his room. If caught, he'd be under house arrest for weeks!
"Well, well…. Someone's being naughty, aren't we?"
Dominik whirled around. Sitting on the bench near his bag was Rhea, casually strolling through his phone. She didn't have black makeup on anymore, and she dressed in black workout attire. Twisted feelings bubbled up again, and Dom realized he hadn't worked out anything at all. He forced himself to address Rhea formally, hoping to take back some control.
"What do you want, Ripley?"
"The boys and I were having a little chat about recruiting you into Judgment Day." Rhea's accented voice sent shivers up and down Dom's spine. She continued scrolling through his phone. "I came because I wanted to take a closer look at you myself."
Just how close did she want to look? Dominik tried to look detached and disinterested. "Obvious I failed."
"On the contrary. You didn't fail. You just didn't join us in the right way." Rhea turned the phone around so Dominik could see the screen. More messages scrolled in from his father. "It's hard to turn against a father who just wants you to act like a good boy, right?"
"I'm not-"
"A good boy? Yes, you are."
Dominik felt himself flushing, either from embarrassment or just from his confused feelings. Maybe both.
"But maybe just joining The Judgment Day to be with Finn and Damian wasn't enough for you?"
Dom forced himself to expel the breath he didn't know he was holding. Just what was she going to suggest? "That's not why I–"
"The question is, Dom Dom, do you want to be Jefe's good boy and stay under his thumb…" Rhea smirked. "…or will you be mine?"
Dom Dom? Why did it sound so irresistible coming from her? It shocked Dom to find himself mesmerized by Rhea Ripley's presence, desperately wanting to say yes to her request. He hyper focused on his phone she still clutched in her hands. "I want my phone back."
Rhea continued to smirk at him. "No."
"No?"
"I want to have a bit of fun first."
Dom's pulse quickened at the notion of having fun with Rhea, but he forced the thoughts away. "Ripley…"
"Let's have a bit of an impromptu match. You pin me, and I'll give you your phone back."
"…and if I refuse?"
Rhea's expression was devilishly alluring as she tucked the phone into her pocket. "I'll send your current location to your Jefe."
Dominik's hands twitched by his side; his eyes darting toward Rhea's pocket. A jumble of feelings swirled inside him. Anger started rising to the surface, one which Rey always forced him to keep in control. Swallowing hard, he took a step toward her.
"Give me my phone, Ripley."
"Make me, Mysterio." Her eyes took on that mischievous glint again. "Or aren't you a Guerrero?"
Guerrero?
Dominik barely felt himself moving. He rushed toward Rhea, closing the gap between them in a few long steps. Rhea squeaked. Obviously, she didn't expect him to move so fast, and stepped out of the way at the last second. Dominik would have found her squeak cute if not for the fact he was still after his phone.
"I want my phone!"
"You know the rules, Dom Dom!" Rhea taunted.
Dominik attempted grabbing Rhea in a front headlock, but the Eradicator caught him first, locking him in one of her own. While she applied incredible pressure, Dominik realized he was within reach of his phone in Rhea's pocket. He smiled to himself as he slyly moved his hand towards her pocket and felt the smooth texture of his phone beneath his fingertips.
It took a moment for Rhea to realize what was going on. "You cheeky little…"
"I thought you said I was a Guerrero, right?"
Dominik made a grab for his phone, but Rhea released the headlock to grab his reaching arm and twist it into an armbar behind his back.
"Try again!"
Dominik winced as Rhea twisted his arm to its limit. He shouldn't have enjoyed this, yet he did. If he didn't need his phone back, Dom thought he would let Rhea do whatever she wanted to do with him. But there was hopefully time to do that later. Now he had to think like dear Ol Uncle Eddie. What would he do?
Rhea's voice tickled his ear. "Give up?"
Dominik said nothing. He spun his body around to regain leverage on his twisted arm. But instead of going behind Rhea's back in a typical wrestling move, he maneuvered himself to be face to face with Rhea.
"What are you–"
The shocked expression on her face spurred Dominik to act. Her face was so close, and he knew he was going to be slapped for it at the least or kneed in his crotch at the worst, but…
Dominik leaned forward and kissed Rhea, earning himself another squeak of surprise. He used his free arm to pull Rhea close, and angle for a position to pluck his phone from her pocket.
He didn't expect Rhea to kiss him back.
Dominik felt an electric charge surge throughout his body. Rhea released his arm to snake her arm around his neck and pull him closer. Her lips were soft, and he hungrily continued his kiss, not wanting to come up for air.
He forgot about his phone.
Rhea pulled Dominik harder against her body. Their kisses becoming more frantic and intoxicating as their legs tangled beneath them. With a yelp, Rhea stumbled backwards, dragging Dom along with her. They fell into a heap onto the floor, which Dominik straddling Rhea in an effort not to crush her. Breathing heavily, Dom looked down at Rhea, whose face was mere inches away from his own.
All he saw was the mischievous glint in Rhea's eyes again as she reached up to grab his hair, albeit gentler this time. "Good boy."
"Rhea…"
She overwhelmed him with a flurry of passionate kisses. Dominik's head spun, tingles coursing through his body, adding to the confused feelings he desperately tried to figure out.
His hardening cock wasn't confused at all.
Rhea rolled Dominik effortlessly onto his back, straddling him like he did earlier. As their kisses grew more intense, Dominik had the thought that having sex in a gym wouldn't be the most unusual place he'd done it in.
Damn Theory and his stupid dare.
His phone's melodic tone cut through the air. Rhea trailed her kisses from his lips down to his neck, and with a swift movement, she pulled his phone from the pocket of her jeans. She gave it to him.
"Speaker, Dom Dom."
Dominik felt a rush of annoyance and anger as he hastily answered the call. Theory with his goddamn timing! "Damn it, Austin! I already told you I'm not-"
It wasn't Austin's voice who replied, but Rey's. "Austin? You've been talking with him tonight, Dominik?"
"¡Jefe!" Dominik attempted to sit up, only for Rhea to firmly press him back down to the ground, her kisses never ceasing. "I–"
"Mijo, I hope you're almost packed." Rey continued, oblivious to Dominik's panic. "We have a match at SummerSlam."
"…. Really?" Dominik was barely aware of Rhea's lips moving from his neck to other parts of his body as he continued talking with Rey. "…Against whom?"
"The Judgment Day. We can get rid of them once and for all!"
Considering he might be on the cusp of fucking Rhea; Dominik found the complete statement laughable. Finn and Damian acted like dogs fighting over a bone when it came to Rey.
"Dom…."
"¿Si, Jefe?"
"I don't like how Rhea returned the way she did. You should stay away from her!"
Too late for that, Dominik thought, as he felt the softness of Rhea's lips and heard the gentle sound of her kisses, still unaware of where she was taking them. His skin was prickling with goosebumps, making it almost impossible to follow his discussion with Rey.
"Dad…"
"Listen to me, Dominik. This is for your own good!"
Usually, Dom would let Rey have the last word, but emboldened by Rhea's kisses, he spoke back. "Dad, you say that every time a girl you don't like shows up."
"I'm serious, mijo. She's bad news!"
Rhea, her lips soft against his stomach, briefly stopped her kisses before resuming. She began rubbing his hard-on. Dom rolled his eyes.
"You've said that before, too."
"Don't get smart, Dominik."
"Jefe, I don't think there is a girl out there who could live up to your high standards. You're impossible!"
Dominik was relieved that Rey couldn't throw chanclas over the phone. Rey unleashed an angry tirade of Spanish, a familiar lecture which Dom had heard many times before. Dom made pacifying noises to Rey as his father lectured about the Mysterio family and his luchador legacy and that he knew what was best and…
"So…" Rhea spoke in a hushed, seductive whisper, "Jefe thinks I'm bloody bad news, hmm?"
It took Dominik a moment to realize exactly where Rhea was. Rhea freed Dom's erection from his shorts. Before he realized what she was doing, she took she his cock into her mouth and started sucking. A yip escaped Dominik's lips as a multitude of sensations flooded his body.
"Ah…!"
Rey's voice jolted Dom out of his dazed state. "Dominik! Are you listening to me?"
Dominik gasped for breath. "…Si…Jefe…"
"Good. As I was saying…"
Pleasure swept throughout Dominik's body. He clamped his free hand over his mouth, trying to stifle his moans as Rhea continued sucking his dick. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as she worked her tongue along his thickened shaft.
Why must Jefe's lectures be so long?
Dominik removed his hand from his mouth and panted. "I…need…to finishing packing…for my…. flight!"
"You're not getting out of this that easily, Dominik!"
"…Jefe…I…." Dominik slowly sucked in his breath as he felt Rhea's hot mouth take even more of his length. He yipped again. "Ah…!"
"Dominik, what's wrong with you?"
"I caught…" Dom racked his pleasure overloaded brain for a reasonable excuse. "…a muscle cramp…"
"Oh! I told you that you need to increase your magnesium intake…"
Rhea continued her assault on his cock, her licks and sucking, pulling him closer to the edge. Dominik desperately hoped Rey wouldn't hear the wet, indecent sounds coming from her mouth. He clamped his hand over his mouth before another moan could escape.
"…So, Dom, we have to follow these traditions."
"Mmm, hmm!"
Rey carried on with his lecture, and Dominik felt himself nearing the point of no return. His heartbeat rapidly as Rhea quickened her pace. Oh shit, he thought, He was going to cum!
"…So sleep well Dominik! I'll see you at the airport!"
"¡Si, Si, Si Jefe!"
Dom's phone dropped from suddenly numb fingers. Dominik typically wasn't a screamer when he cummed, but the way Rhea sucked his dick would make him one. Release came in an instant as he came, and Dom thought he'd might pass out. Ecstasy pulsed through and out of the body, and Rhea took it all.
Panting, Dominik felt his head spin, still feeling the very pleasant effects of his orgasm, and still trying to figure out what the fuck just happened.
Maybe he could figure that out later.
Wiping her mouth, Rhea smiled as she slid up astride Dominik's body. Straddling him, he bent forward slightly to ruffle his hair with her fingers. "Good boy."
"Gracias, mami." Dominik didn't know where mami came from, but it felt oddly fitting.
Rhea grabbed his phone, quickly tapping on it before pushing it back into his pocket. "Dom Dom, if you can break away from Jefe for a moment, call me."
Dominik nodded weakly. Rhea bent forward to kiss Dom on his forehead. She stood up, gave Dom a cute finger wave, and walked away.
Exhausted, Dominik stared up at the lights. His mind drifted to Priest's remark to his dad about being done, washed, and over.
He was living out that line right now.
