Swords and L-Words 2/?

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Hi. This is lillywhite1, new to the community. I wrote Swords and L-Words chapter 1. I had hmcgirl post it for me, which is why it is now under a different name. So, look at chapter 1 if you have not. Chapter 2, now included. Enjoy!

 

Chapter 1 is Here.

 

Title: Swords and L-Words Chapter 2: When dreams come true...

Author: Lilly White

Pairing: Monaboyd

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Taking Dominic’s virginity

A/N: Second chapter in my series (see Swords and L-Words). Caution: contains extreme hotness.

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I’ll come to you at eleven fifteen. Expect me. Be prepared to back up your lovely bit of... poetry.

Dom repeated the words in his head over and over. He still couldn’t believe Billy had said them only twelve hours ago. Billy, his Billy, was coming for him tonight, in more ways than one; in just the way Dominic had always wanted. But the weight of the day was pulling down on him. As he lay there in his bed-sheets, almost naked and dying to see his Billy and consummate what had been said today he could feel the heaviness of his eyelids. It felt as though small metal pendulums were tied to them and were slowly swinging back and forth pulling them closed.

Dom snapped them back open. Oh, no. I’m staying fully awake. How embarrassing would that be? Billy, oh sweet, affectionate, kissable Billy coming to his trailer carrying with him the heat of passion that they’d had to rein in all day long, finding dumb-ass Dom flopped over on his bed, fast-asleep and snoring like an overgrown toad. He closed his eyes for a split second...

 

Meanwhile, Billy was in his trailer and humming the unrecognizable broken tune of a song his grandmother once sang to him. He was in a wonderful mood. Of course he was. Why shouldn’t he be? It was wonderful what he was waiting for, and the agony of that anticipation was nothing next to what the pain of seeing Dom everyday had been up until now. Now the waiting was sweet and it sharpened his love for Dominic every moment. He grinned so hard that he felt the muscles in his jaw twitch with the tension. He looked in the mirror: All green-eyes and dressed in delicious black (as to be less conspicuous) he made a small pose, then a true Dom pose. Then, not able to control it, he jumped up and down for a minute and a half with his quiet joy.

Billy had only done this once before, and had enjoyed it enough, or at least he vaguely remembered enjoying it. It was a night in Amsterdam that he was perfectly willing to forget. A lot of lager and a little cocaine will blur the edges of memory at a surprising rate, he found. Oh, but tonight was going to be lovely. It was never to be forgotten. He had waited too long.

A glance at the clock told him it was 11. Fifteen more minutes and he would have Dom in his arms. Why did he pick such a bloody late time? He scolded himself, why couldn’t I have said just eleven? But through his impatience he remembered that shortly after eleven the grounds outside were devoid of human life: Nothing but ghosts walked at that hour, and the occasional chain smoker.

"Oh, fuck it." Billy finally decided, grabbed his satchel, and left his trailer.

Billy, is that you??

Dom said to the darkness.

"Yes, Dom. I’m here. I’m here with you, Lover. I’ve come."

Dominic felt Billy’s breath on the side of his face. He boosted himself up on his elbows and met Billy’s mouth with a sweet kiss. It was then that time sped up. All he saw was flashes. Billy on his lap, kissing him. Billy on top of him, touching him. Billy moaning. Billy asking. Himself inside Billy, the two of them fucking hard and fast.

Then there was a scream from Billy, and not in a good way: Pain. Terrible pain. Dom turned to his bedside to flick on the lamp, and when he did, there was a blaze of blinding light that filled the room – he couldn’t see anything. Then he saw the lights were set lights, hundreds of them. There were people behind them and the trailer was filled with people going back and back and back for what seemed like forever. Then he looked down into his arms. Billy was lying across him, bleeding. There was a deep wound in Billy’s chest and it was gushing pints of blood all over them. Dominic looked into Billy’s eyes and all he could make out was, "Dom, why? Why did you do it?" In Dom’s hand was his practice short-sword. It as covered in blood. He had killed Billy.

That’s when the laughter started. Slowly, like falling chimes it started and then snow-balled. It became like a rushing river of sound, sweeping over him. Under Niagra Falls being pounded down by tons of force that were crashing down on him and breaking him into a thousand tiny pieces. And it hurt. He was screaming.

 

 

"Dominic! Dom! Wake up! Jesus." Dom tore his head off the pillow and immediately relaxed.

"Oh, God. That was awful." Dom said timidly, still panting. He wrapped his arms around Billy’s mid-section, who was sitting on the edge of his bed. He buried his head in Billy and let the memory of the murderous dream slip away.

Billy did not relax immediately. When he had opened the door to the trailer at exactly the time he had sensuously whispered to Dom he expected something other than Dom tossing and flailing in his bed quietly screaming as though he was trying to push the dead weight of a bear off of him. He ran to him and woke him instantly. And now he was glad for it. Dom was in his arms now, not screaming and kicking anymore, just sweet, warm, strikingly scantily clad...

Billy noticed that Dom wasn’t wearing anything but silk boxers, but Dom was still holding a little too tightly to him. It wasn’t quite time. Billy kissed the top of Dom’s scalp and stroked his back muttering sweet nothings like, "There, there. It’s alright now. Just a dream."

Billy thought he was being considerate and nurturing, but apparently Dom didn’t. He slyly lifted the corner of Billy’s black t-shirt and bit playfully into his side. With a shriek and a wriggle Billy dislodged himself from Dom’s bite and fell on the bed. Dom scrabbled around and pinned Billy’s hands while straddling him. Dom then proceeded to bite every inch of Billy that he could reach without loosening his hold on Bill’s hands. Billy, despite himself, squawked boyishly and wiggled an writhed to no avail.

But then there was a bite on his neck...slower, not playful, but sensual. A moan escaped Billy’s little mouth and, caught by Dom’s ear, drove him harder. He bit down and sucked slightly, but light enough to not make a mark. He had done that to many girls, and some boys, he flirted with. Billy pounded on his back and whispered, "Careful. We don’t want to fly up banners telling everyone what we’re doing." His speech was broken by tiny gasps of pleasure.

"Don’t worry, my dearest. I won’t mark you up anywhere where they can see. As for other places...I can’t promise anything." With Dom’s eyes darting down to Billy’s crotch, he got a clear picture of what he was planning on doing to him. A small groan and then Dom was sitting up, grasping Billy’s hands and throwing their torso’s together. They slammed into each other and wrapped their arms about each other like starfish. Then Dom kissed Billy’s neck again and Billy kissed Dom’s. They were yin and yang; perfect compliments together they kissed.

But Billy had waited too long to deal with so much softness. He wanted it now, and he wanted it fast. Billy raked his nails down Dom’s back and Dom arched. Dom did the same and Billy could feel their sharpness where Dom had bitten them. Again. Do it again.

Billy grasped Dom to him as another wave of jagged lusciousness drove him into seeing reds and purples. Delicious. He could feel the growing erection in his pants and moved to unbutton the fly. Dom was two steps ahead of him with his hands playing over the obvious bulge. Torturing Billy and then finally freeing him; unfolding him. Billy took his pants, boxers, and shirt off as seductively as he could, throwing each item somewhere different and licking his lips and leveling a hard gaze at Dom. The look on his face was enough to tell Billy that he had no reason to feel as ridiculous as he did. Dom looked ravenous and hungry for it – to look upon Billy’s naked body. The look in Dom’s eyes made Billy grow even harder. Dom, who wasn’t wearing much to start with, fumbled a little with his boxers, then Billy climbed over. "Lay down. Let me do it, Baby." Dom moaned in anticipation.

Dominic laid down on the bed and put a hand behind his head. He let Billy come closer; every inch of him wanted to touch that sleek, beautiful skin, especially the 7 inches of him that was currently hard as a rock. Billy slid his hands inside Dom’s boxers and grazed his fingers over his cock, then he tugged the boxers off.

Billy was going to love this. As he crawled up Dom’s legs he licked his inner thigh from his knees almost to his dick. Dominic moaned and made a small frustrated noise. Billy was tired of teasing now. He wrapped his lips around Dom’s head and forced most of him into his mouth. Dom choked on a scream and arched his back. It so wonderful to watch. Billy wanted to make him do that all night until the sun rose. He continued to suck hard on Dom’s cock, running his nails down Dom’s sides at the same time. He let his hands wander. They touched Dom’s legs and inner thighs, his sweating chest and stomach and then came to rest on his sac. Dom made noises that Billy had only dreamed of, and he made them again and again.

Dominic thought he would explode to all corners of the universe with how Billy was continuing to suck him in over and over and over. Little stars streamed overhead and he rested his hands on Billy to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. It was raw and hard and Dom was loving it. He had never felt so alive than when he was with Billy. "I love you, Bills. I fucking love you. I always have. I always will." Billy’s forehead furrowed in the middle. He was touched. Despite the fact that he was blowing Dom, he was touched. But then there was another surge of carnal lust and Billy drove on, sending Dom to the stratosphere.

Then Billy stopped. Dom was getting close – so close – and Billy stopped. He made little sounds of protest and tried to speak, but couldn’t. Billy smiled as he came up to Dom to kiss him. "Don’t worry, Love. I’ll make sure you get to come, just not quite yet." Billy smiled sadistically. His hand, unseen by Dom, trailed down to the base of his swollen erection. It was pumping and dying for attention. Billy gently brushed against Dom’s opening, making him gasp. Dominic wanted nothing more than to open up to Billy and give and give. Then Billy slipped a finger inside him.

Dom nearly screamed but Billy capped the scream with his own mouth. He swallowed the noise and forced his tongue into Dom, demanding that he bring his tongue out in turn. They kissed like that for what seemed like eternity till Dom broke away just to touch foreheads and whisper, "I love feeling you inside me. It makes all the pain worthwhile." Billy kissed him again and slipped in another finger. Dom was grinding against his hand, sweating with the effort of restraining himself from just yelling OH God in heaven, please let him fuck me! It was wonderful, although a little uncomfortable, but he trusted Billy and knew that he would never hurt him. It was his own little corner of heaven in a trailer with his own love. It was theirs and no one was ever going to take it away.

Billy was impressed with how Dominic was taking him. He was so willing, so ready for him. It took all his willpower to not just flip Dom over and stick it to him to hear the brilliant screaming. As he slid a third finger in he could feel Dom’s pulse rise. He could see the glistening sweat and the silent words spilling from Dom’s mouth. Mostly praising God, as far as he could tell. He never thought he’d be here, finger-fucking his best friend. It was the highlight of his life so far. Billy bent down to share a sweaty, delicious kiss and then climbed on top.

"Kiss me." Billy said longingly. Dominic tried to come up to meet his lips, but Billy pushed him down again. He put a hand on his waning erection. "Kiss me here. I need a little help to give you what you need." Without hesitation Dom took Billy’s cock-head into his mouth and tongued it to the wonderful music of Billy’s groans and yes!yes!’es. It was divine licking his tongue around him and tasting his flesh. Then Billy pulled out. "Think you’re ready now, Love?"

Dom shook with anticipation and nodded excitedly.

Billy kissed Dom as he settled on top of him. He tried to remain steady at the idea of finally having Dominic Monaghan underneath him. Oh, god, he was going to make love to Dom till his knees fell through the bedsprings. When Billy’s head touched Dom’s warm and willing opening, they both gasped. Much had led up to this, and now they could have each other body and soul.

Slowly, so agonizingly slowly, Billy pressed into Dom and continued to kiss him as Dom yielded. The little lubricant that Billy brought proved useful. It made Dom quiver all over and he spouted off all the holy names that came to mind. Kisses broke off into grunts as Billy pressed harder, as Dominic pulled Billy inside. It was perfect.

"Harder." Dom whispered and Billy obliged. He pushed and pulled till his muscles were aching and he was sweating and dripping. Still he pushed. It was wonderful, and he would never stop if it was his decision. "HARDER. Give it to me. I can take it." Billy showed signs of concern but continued to fuck lovely little ass-virgin Dominic, as he was begging for it. Bending over Dominic to kiss him, he hovered just above him and changed the angle so beautifully that it gave his muscles a slight break and made Dom swoon with exquisite pleasure. Ohgodohgodohgod.

Dominic thought he would simply melt away it felt so wonderful. The sweat was pouring off the both of them and they were gods to each other. Billy wrapped his hand around Dom’s pulsing, lovely cock and at the barest touch, Billy clenched once, thrust hard once, and Dom came, spilling over Billy’s fist and nearly brought the trailer down with him. Dom lost his vision for one brief second and all he could hear was the sweet nothings falling from Billy’s mouth as he lay against the sheets.

Billy wanted to stop and join his lover in his spent bliss, but as he slowed down, Dom grabbed him. "What are you doing?" Billy was puzzled. Dom was staring at him and burning holes in Billy’s head with his eyes. "Don’t stop till I’ve seen the look on your face when you come for me." Billy gasped slightly and picked up the pace. He grabbed Dom’s knees and thrust himself against them, pushing, fighting to come. With a chorus of angels, Billy came. He belted some lovely high note as he came.

He is singing for me.

Dom thought as Billy fell against him.

Gasping, Billy withdrew, though it broke his heart to sever the connection. He quickly grabbed the wet-wipes he’d brought and took care of himself, as well as Dom, who didn’t seem to care much about being cleaned up. Dom was too busy staring at him with wide, adoring eyes. He was gazing at Billy with such undying love that Billy had never experienced in his memory of living. Dominic was crying.

Dom’s tears pulled Billy to him by his heartstrings. Billy wrapped his arms around Dom and kissed his forehead. It was over, but they had just begun something that would last a lifetime, and maybe beyond. Dom sobbed into Billy’s chest. Billy understood the intense relief that came with this day. They had found love. Billy raised Dom’s chin as he had earlier.

"My Angel, I will always be here to dry those tears." When a few drops fell from Billy’s own eyes, Dominic rose to wipe them away.

"As will I."