Dominik Fumetti ❖ 35 ❖ Owner of a club, and few gas stations. ❖ Master
Face Claim: Wentworth Miller
His Background:
Dominik was born into a rich and wealthy family with a history involving illegal issues, like contraband and the mafia. As a kid, his parents taught him that their business was not wrong, but that he should never tell anyone, or their family would get in serious trouble. Because of this, he became reserved.
From a very young age, Dominik has always had a problem with greed. Most say is in the Fumetti family to never be satisfied with what they have, and always crave more. This wasn’t exactly the case with the family, but with Dominik…. That was an accurate definition. Greed, a deadly sin, was, is, and probably will always be one of his his greatest flaws. It’s true that he gets it from his dad, a bastard that would not spend one cent on his sons and daughters, unless they were ill, or they really needed it. Dominik, as well for his siblings had to learn how to make their own money. Dominik, however, was his mother’s favorite the oldest and the one who had accomplished more thanks to his mother who encouraged him to do everything. He didn’t like how he drew? He learned to draw better. He didn’t write as well as he wanted to? He improved. In result, he came to believe that there was nothing he couldn’t get as long as he set his mind to it. 
For a number of reasons, Dominik’s parents decided they would provide him with a private teacher to homeschool him. He didn’t have many problems with this, but it did mess with him. 
Dominik had way too much free time at one point in his life, read too many books, and the influence of his parents did not help this. He showed odd behavior, by the time he was 17, he found himself exploring himself and his sexual desires. He slowly realized what got him excited, which often took a turn to forced intercourse, and other things one is not supposed to do. In other words, rebelling was a turn on to him.
Dominik opened a club later in life, which provides him with money. He then started investing in gas stations, and other businesses. He succeeded in what he wanted most although there were some complications along the way.
When Dominik found out about Casa Marriott, he knew he had to go visit it. The thought of slaves serving your every need seemed satisfying, now that he could practically have whoever he wanted. Sex seemed like a bore. Now, he hopes to find what he’s looking for.
His Personality:
As a greedy man, Dominik prefers to take; he is selfish, and most of the things he does is for his own benefit and he had accepted this fact a long time ago.
Dominik is a reserved man, he answeres what he’s asked and does not add unnecessary information to anything. So to prevent people from truly finding out who he is, he writes his name as Dominck instead of Dominik.
He has his moments, in which he’s sweet, but that could either be because he cares about the person he’s being sweet to, or it’s just in his personal interest. 
In addition, he is excited upon signs of resistance from his sexual partners, and the cockier they are, the more forceful he is

Dominik Fumetti ❖ 35 ❖ Owner of a club, and few gas stations. ❖ Master

Face Claim: Wentworth Miller

His Background:

Dominik was born into a rich and wealthy family with a history involving illegal issues, like contraband and the mafia. As a kid, his parents taught him that their business was not wrong, but that he should never tell anyone, or their family would get in serious trouble. Because of this, he became reserved.

From a very young age, Dominik has always had a problem with greed. Most say is in the Fumetti family to never be satisfied with what they have, and always crave more. This wasn’t exactly the case with the family, but with Dominik…. That was an accurate definition. Greed, a deadly sin, was, is, and probably will always be one of his his greatest flaws. It’s true that he gets it from his dad, a bastard that would not spend one cent on his sons and daughters, unless they were ill, or they really needed it. Dominik, as well for his siblings had to learn how to make their own money. Dominik, however, was his mother’s favorite the oldest and the one who had accomplished more thanks to his mother who encouraged him to do everything. He didn’t like how he drew? He learned to draw better. He didn’t write as well as he wanted to? He improved. In result, he came to believe that there was nothing he couldn’t get as long as he set his mind to it. 

For a number of reasons, Dominik’s parents decided they would provide him with a private teacher to homeschool him. He didn’t have many problems with this, but it did mess with him. 

Dominik had way too much free time at one point in his life, read too many books, and the influence of his parents did not help this. He showed odd behavior, by the time he was 17, he found himself exploring himself and his sexual desires. He slowly realized what got him excited, which often took a turn to forced intercourse, and other things one is not supposed to do. In other words, rebelling was a turn on to him.

Dominik opened a club later in life, which provides him with money. He then started investing in gas stations, and other businesses. He succeeded in what he wanted most although there were some complications along the way.

When Dominik found out about Casa Marriott, he knew he had to go visit it. The thought of slaves serving your every need seemed satisfying, now that he could practically have whoever he wanted. Sex seemed like a bore. Now, he hopes to find what he’s looking for.

His Personality:

As a greedy man, Dominik prefers to take; he is selfish, and most of the things he does is for his own benefit and he had accepted this fact a long time ago.

Dominik is a reserved man, he answeres what he’s asked and does not add unnecessary information to anything. So to prevent people from truly finding out who he is, he writes his name as Dominck instead of Dominik.

He has his moments, in which he’s sweet, but that could either be because he cares about the person he’s being sweet to, or it’s just in his personal interest. 

In addition, he is excited upon signs of resistance from his sexual partners, and the cockier they are, the more forceful he is

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You know what they say about sex when you’re angry || Dominik & Kepler

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Who: Dominik and Kepler

Where: Dominik’s Room

When: Evening of June 5th

What: A rental. Dominik wants to play games and Kepler does not want to cooperate.

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secondhalf-blint:

[A soft squeak escaped his lips when Dominik kissed him. But his eyes slipped closed and he certainly kissed the man back. He clung to the Master as he was puled tightly in.] 

[Dominik pulled him tighter into his embrace, while his chest felt as if it expanded because of the intense sensation caused by Alden’s soft, rose lips. Dominik knew Alden disliked being apart from his brother… but he had to have him. He pulls away and sinks his chin within his hair and whispers.] How would you feel about being mine tonight? …

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Event// Tristan & Dominik

tristan—cooper:

Who: Tristan & Dominik
When: Thursday afternoon for the party
Where: Starting in a corner at the bar
What: Tristan’s feeling pretty humiliated and is sulking in a corner of the bar in his pretty new dress and wig.

fumettislust:

Tristan looked horrible and quite frankly, he was enjoying himself. But he had already accepted the fact that he enjoyed humiliating people, so that didn’t bother his conscience. However, what he was going to say next, did bother him slightly.

“You know, I am kind of disappointed. Looks like I’m paired up with someone else.” 

Dominik winked at Tristan, hoping this would slightly pull him from the corner. “But tell me… why’re you here hiding from everyone else?” As if it wasn’t obvious. Well, whatever— Consider this his way of starting a conversation.

Tristan quirked a brow a little bit at the comment, before he gave a slight laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I don’t think Tarzan and Meg fit together.” He muttered, looking embarrassed and like he wanted to sink into the floor. He probably did. What was worse was that the exposure itself was making him think of things he really should’ve avoided.

He laughed a little at the question, rubbing a hand over his face. “Because I don’t look good in a purple dress.” He mumbled, squirming where he was sitting and sighing. “That and it’s better than almost twisting my ankle trying to walk in any sized heel shoe.” He huffed a little sigh, fidgeting a little bit. He probably should’ve stopped doing that, but it was hard to help. 

Dominik cracked a laugh when he said he didn’t look good in a purple dress. “You… certainly do not.” He said, bluntly— he wasn’t going to lie about things. That just wasn’t him. However the key element for being attractive wasn’t the way someone looks. “You still have that intriguing personality of yours,” he looked at Tristan’s face as his smile turned dull and continued speaking “which I find rare”

Dominik attempted to give him the selfesteem he needed, an held his arm, offering him to take it. “How about make Meg and Tarzan work until you find your master?”

You know what they say about sex when you’re angry || Dominik & Kepler

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Who: Dominik and Kepler

Where: Dominik’s Room

When: Evening of June 5th

What: A rental. Dominik wants to play games and Kepler does not want to cooperate.

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Event// Tristan & Dominik

tristan—cooper:

Who: Tristan & Dominik
When: Thursday afternoon for the party
Where: Starting in a corner at the bar
What: Tristan’s feeling pretty humiliated and is sulking in a corner of the bar in his pretty new dress and wig.

Tristan had hoped he’d stay out of sight. He wished he could grab a few drinks and maybe forget just a little what he was wearing. But he wasn’t going to risk it without a master around. It was bad enough being stuck in a dress, he didn’t want to be punished for something stupid too. 

He wasn’t expecting anyone to notice him – he didn’t think they could see him quite well enough. But then a voice called out, and Tristan looked up only to groan and cover his face with his hands. He heard the chuckle, and it only made his cheeks flush darker. “Shutup.” He mumbled disgruntledly, almost illegibly. Then he looked up with a sigh. “Hey, Dominik…”

Tristan looked horrible and quite frankly, he was enjoying himself. But he had already accepted the fact that he enjoyed humiliating people, so that didn’t bother his conscience. However, what he was going to say next, did bother him slightly.

"You know, I am kind of disappointed. Looks like I’m paired up with someone else." 

Dominik winked at Tristan, hoping this would slightly pull him from the corner. “But tell me… why’re you here hiding from everyone else?” As if it wasn’t obvious. Well, whatever— Consider this his way of starting a conversation.

Event// Tristan & Dominik

tristan—cooper:

tristan—cooper:

Who: Tristan & Dominik
When: Thursday afternoon for the party
Where: Starting in a corner at the bar
What: Tristan’s feeling pretty humiliated and is sulking in a corner of the bar in his pretty new dress and wig.

Tris’ costume:

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To say he was upset was an understatement. He’d been apprehensive the moment he heard about the costume party – and the fact that it was mandatory for slaves – but he hadn’t expected this. He’d been minding his business, lounging around Kris’ suite when a guard knocked on the door. He’d vaguely recognized the man, but didn’t have a name. He shoved a bundle of clothes and – hair? Tristan’s stomach had dropped.

He was ordered to put the costume on. He wanted to protest – to say no. But he knew why he recognized this guard and he wasn’t going to provoke him. There was almost a phantom pain when he thought of the first time he’d met the guard.

So he changed into the entirely too short purple dress – could it even be called a dress? – and pulled the wig on carefully. He didn’t want to wear the stupid thing but the guard said it had to come with the costume. The only thing that lacked was that he didn’t exactly fill out the dress – but that was overlooked. After he was done changing – uncomfortably fidgeting with the dress that fell just far enough that his…modesty was covered - he’d even been supplied with panties that matched the color of the dress, the same satin fabric – he was handed a picture of what he had to look for in general, and the guard led him down to the bar.

But Tristan didn’t want to look for his ‘partner.’ Instead – at least for the moment – he sat sulking in the corner, trying his best to hide himself and his ridiculous costume. Perhaps he could’ve gotten off worse, but he felt far more than humiliated right now.

Not what he had expected at all. Quite honestly, he disliked men being dressed as females. It looked bad on their male figure— but he guessed some people were into that, he didn’t understand why, though. If he wanted someone in a dress he’d go out and rent a whore, make her put on his desired dress. 

However, he was perfectly comfortable with his costume. Tarzan. One thing he didn’t like and decided not to wear was the wig, though. Dreads did not look good on him, at all. 

Dominik walked through the bar, only to spot a familiar face hiding in a corner. Dominik approached the male, and called out his name.

"Tristan…?" 

Dominik couldn’t keep a straight face as serious as he was. The corners of his lips just curled up without letting a chuckle escape his lips.

secondhalf-blint:

 it was placed against his cheek. He continued to bite his lip. He could feel a rosy red color staining his cheeks]

[Dominik pulled away from Alden briefly, but his seductive eyes carried him to say “Oh what the hell”, and then he moved his face forward. His eyes closed the moment his lips had impacted with Alden’s, and his hands held him, pulled him close to him as tight as he could.]

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You know what they say about sex when you’re angry || Dominik & Kepler

keplerelliot:

Who: Dominik and Kepler

Where: Dominik’s Room

When: Evening of June 5th

What: A rental. Dominik wants to play games and Kepler does not want to cooperate.

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tristan—cooper:

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[Tristan was a little caught off guard by action, a small grin pulling at the corner of his mouth as he looks at the other male.] Nice t’meet ya, Dominik. [He murmured, letting his hand fall back to his side.]

[He stood up straight the moment Tritan’s hand fell to his side, eyeing the boy who had just presented himself. The corner of his lip was lifted into a smirk, and he said,] Likewise.