Need 10/??

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Title: Need (10/??)
Author: hobbits_n_men
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: R (for Chapters 5 and beyond)
Summary: What could have been
Feedback: Is a glorious thing!
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be damn it.
Previous chapters: All on Monaboyd
Author’s Notes: Thanks for all the wonderful comments, sorry I'm taking so long to post but RL is really kicking my butt at the moment.


Green eyes twinkled as he watched his cast mates boisterously wrestling. The four of them were on their way to a convention, traveling in a mini van. Orlando and Elijah shared the back seat and he and Dominic shared the next seat forward. A huge burly Maori man both drove the vehicle and acted as their pseudo minder at the event.

Turning his attention away, back to the book that sat in his lap he frowned. Reading was elusive as he listened to their banter and their behavior.

All pretence of reading evaporated as the book was snatched out of his hands.

"Oi." he scolded "I was reading that."
"Not Anymore."

Billy snatched the book back from where Dom hung it above his head. "I beg to differ." He opened it again.

Seconds later he had arms looped around his neck and more disturbingly a warm male body pressed against his side.

"Will you two get a grip?" he sighed, realizing their playful activity was now focused on him.

"I thought I was." Elijah laughed his breath warm against Billy's ear.

"I've got a question for you Bills." Dom's voice spoke against his other ear. The warm breath sent a warm finger of longing down Billy's spine.

Billy sighed "Aye Dommie?" he quirked one eyebrow waiting for the question.

"Good Book?" he asked an innocent angelic smile plastered on his face as he shrugged closer on the seat.

Billy sucked in a deep breath and surreptiously moved across the seat trying to put some distance between them to preserve his sanity. Trying not to feel the heat of Dom's thigh against his.

"Aye Dom. It is." he frowned. "Why do you ask?"

"Because for the last 20 miles you've been reading it upside down." He smiled and reached down with one hand to lift the book from Billy's clammy fingers and turned it up the right way.

For months now they had been skirting around their mutual attraction. on set or off. Every touch, every glimpse was becoming torture for them both. Yet they had singly or mutually done nothing. Why Billy didn't really know.

Then there was always the frisky days. Days when their libido's were running rampant. Days when one or the other of them went out of their way to arouse and tease the other. Billy closed his eyes and swallowed convulsively. Trying in vain to quell the arousal that burned through him at the touch of Dom's fingers on his own.

He shuffled further across the seat trying to distance himself enough to manage coherent speech.

"Feck off Dommie." he cussed at him, the sting in his words diffused by the warm smile that accompanied them.

"Prat." Dom grabbed the book and flicked it over the seat to Orli, then flung himself at Billy tickling him mercilessly, his blue gray eyes twinkling.

Dom flung himself onto the hotel bed face down and sighed deeply. He was tired of coming home aroused and wanting. He was tired of silently lusting after his best friend. Most of all he was tired of not getting what he wanted. Despite that, he wasn't really sure what it was that he did want? Did he try to quell the soul deep longing he felt whenever his eyes drank in the sight of Billy? Or did he do what every fiber of his being screamed for him to do and grab the Scotsman and shag him mercilessly? He laughed self-deprecatingly. Either way he was lost. The question remained what was more important to him? His one true love or his best friend? It didn't matter that they were one of the same. No matter what way he balanced it in his head, he couldn't have one without losing the other.

He rolled onto his back, arms outflung, legs akimbo.

"Why do I always have to make a choice?" he asked the speckled ceiling spitefully.

Lost in his own thoughts he almost missed the gentle knocking at his door.

"Yeah?" he called annoyed at himself and the interruption to his depressing thoughts of self pity.

Billy's gingery head poked around the edge of the door almost tentatively.

"Dommie?" he spoke softly, "You alone?"

"Nah Bills, I'm having a party. See if you can squeeze in." he sat upright and answered sarcastically.

"Prat." Billy answered and stepped inside closing the door behind him.

"Lij and Orli have hit the play station, I told them we'd meet them for dinner."

Dom frowned as he watched Billy. Something was wrong; he seemed nervous, almost afraid to be here. It was almost as if he didn't want to be here. Dom's brows furrowed deeper, concerned at his own behavior that very afternoon. Had he crossed some unspoken, unwritten line?

"We need to talk Dommie." Billy stated softly.

"What do you think we're doing now you silly git?" Dom laughed, but his mouth was dry, his mind awhirl, an icy frisson of fear racing through him.

"You know what I mean Dommie. Don't be daft." Billy sighed leaning back against the counter behind him. "I can't do this anymore."

Fuck. Dom sat motionless afraid to look at Billy, waiting for the blindside punch that would steal his heart and soul without him ever having offered it.

"Dammit Dominic." Billy swore at the continued silence.

"Don't do this Billy." Dom whispered, his eyes glistening.

"Don't do what Dommie?" Billy spoke striding across the the glass doors that led to the balcony. Gazing outside as he spoke.

"This." Dom stated flatly. "I'll behave. I'll stop being such a prat." he couldn't withhold the pleading in his voice. "Just please don't do this."

"I can't Dommie." he murmured, "I can't go on like this. I can't. I only have to....." he paused "I can't see you and not want you Dommie." he confessed. You're a drug I can't touch Dominic Monaghan." he stated softly "I can't be addicted to you and not lose you."

Dom sat on the bed and listened to Billy's strangled words. Tears brimmed in his eyes and he blinked rapidly, confused and dazed at Billy's confession.

"For God's sake say something Dommie." Billy's words were little more than a whisper as he begged for a response.

Long minutes passed in silence before Billy turned and walked back towards the door. His eyes downcast and hid hands pushed deep in his pockets. Shoulders hunched dejectedly. "I'm sorry Dommie."

Dom then realized that his stunned silence was, in Billy's mind a rejection and sprang of the bed, his hand splaying across the door before Billy could open it.

"I thought WE needed to talk Bills." he joked weakly "So far it's just been you, don't I get a say?"

Billy didn't trust his voice to answer. Risking a glance at Dom's face he was disappointed. If he'd thought to find his answers there he was wrong.

Wordlessly he turned and moved back to the balcony doors. His glazed eyes stared sightlessly at the twinkling city skyscape that surrounded them.

"I agree with you." Dom spoke softly.

Billy shrugged his shoulders, fighting to keep the trembling from his voice. "I'll talk with them tomorrow." he replied. "I'll make sure we're on different publicity tours." His hands plunged deep into his jeans pockets were fisted so tightly that his nails were cutting into his palms.

"What?" Dom frowned, "I didn't say that."

"No it's the only way." Billy answered not even hearing Dom's replies. "Maybe some distance will give us some perspective."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dom scratched his head, wondering if Billy had been part of the conversation they had just had.

"I know you're straight Dommie, hell until I met you I thought I was too." he turned to face Dom. "Maybe with some distance we can reestablish the friendship we need and I can forget the lover i can't ask for."

Dom sighed, he had never been especially good with his own words, and at this very moment he wished for a team of scriptwriters that could help him say what he needed to as eloquently as he wanted to. A team that would help him not to screw this up a royally as he always did. The single most important conversation he might never have and he was clueless where to begin.

"What is I were to ask?" he replied simply.

"What?" Billy's eyes flew to his face. Brilliant green and tear filled, he searched Dom's face.

"I said what if I ask?" Dom shrugged "This whole time you've been telling me what I want. Don't you think it's time that you asked me?"

"What do you want Dommie?" Billy asked his words little more than a whisper.

Dom searched Billy's face, desperately trying to frame the words that would give them both what they wanted. Telling Billy that they could have both friend and lover without needing to choose. But the words wouldn't come. He glanced down at his feet, and then looked up into Billy's eyes. One fat tear released its hold on his lashes as he spoke one quiet heartfelt word.

"You."

"Dommie." Billy started to speak "If you're taking the piss...."

"Every single night Bills." Dom began to explain. "Every night I come home hard and wanting. Not the girls at the clubs, but you you silly git. The girls are a distraction, nothing more. I want you like a fire in my belly." he shrugged, tears trickling don his cheeks as he tried to make him understand. "But its more than that. I'm lonely without you. I want you to share time with, to snuggle with. To reach across the table at breakfast and close my hand around yours. to be able to stroke you hair when you fall asleep on the sofa." He stopped in his monologue. "It's more than lust Bills."

Dom stepped closer. If he were to reach out he could drag Billy into his arms, but he didn't. He stood there, and spoke.

"I think I'm falling in love with you."

Tears flowed down Billy’s cheeks, his hand trembled as he reached out to touch Dom’s face, the back of his hand touching his stubbly cheek almost reverently.

“Don’t do this for me.” He whispered, “I couldn’t bear losing you completely I need you to be sure Dommie.”

“You silly git.” Dom spoke softly. “You won’t lose me ever. We’re meant. Don’t you realize that yet?”

“I’m not sure I trust myself.” Billy laughed nervously.

“I trust you.” Dom stated reaching out a hand and taking one of Billy’s. Lifting It he pressed it against his chest, fingers splaying over his wildly beating heart. “I trust you with my heart and soul.“ he whispered, his eyes meeting Billy’s and holding his gaze.

“What if we don’t work?” Billy whispered.

“We will.” Dom stated. “I have faith in us.” He smiled “I think you may be afraid to try.”

“Damn straight.” Billy answered truthfully. “You are the best friend I’ve ever had, I don’t want to lose you.”

“Then don’t.” Dom stated softly, leaning forward he stopped his lips almost touching Billy’s looking into his eyes as he spoke softly.

“I want to kiss you Bills.” He murmured, his breath feathering across Billy’s lips as he spoke “But.” His eyes crinkled in smile as he let his tongue trail across the plump lips before his and Billy leaned forward, swaying into the touch. “I won’t now.” he paused “I can’t without changing us Bills.” He pulled back and clasped Billy by the shoulders “I mean it Boyd. If you don’t or can’t think we’ll work I’ll walk away and we’ll forget this conversation ever happened.”

Billy spent long minutes looking down at his feet, then drew a deep breath and looked up at Dom, glistening tears caught on his lashes as his tear-filled eyes searched Dom’s.

“There is no way on earth that I could ever forget this conversation.” He whispered “And I wouldn’t want to.” He leaned forward and pressed his mouth chastely against Dom’s.

Dom closed his eyes and released the breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding. The feel of Billy’s lips sliding across his was both unexpected and yet anticipated. Soft tentative kisses, his gently licking tongue tracing the seam of his lips, one small hand lifted to trail across his throat and cup the back of his neck pulling him closer.

Soft mewling sounds deep in Billy’s throat were his undoing. He opened his mouth under Billy’s sensuous assault, his hands dropping to frame Billy’s hips and pull him closer as their tongues twined wetly.

~~~~~~~~

Pulling away from the kisses that he wanted more than life-giving breath, tears flowed down Billy’s cheeks, his hand trembled as he reached out to touch Dom’s face. The back of his hand touched stubbly cheek almost reverently.

“I trust you.” Dom stated reaching out a hand to take one of Billy’s. Lifting Billy’s hand he pressed it against his chest, their fingers splaying over his wildly beating heart. “No body else makes my heart dance like this.” He whispered, his eyes never leaving Billy’s. “Don’t make me beg Bills.” He whispered, his eyes clouded with tears and he ducked his head, then looked back up a lone fat tear trickling down his cheek.

The fear in Dom’s eyes was a tangible force in the room. He sank to his knees fluidly in front of Billy, looking up at him, his arms outstretched in question.

“Please Billy.” He whispered, “I need you.” Tears trickled down his cheeks as he spoke “We need us.” He folded his arms around Billy’s thighs and pulled him into an embrace, his hair brushing against Billy’s tee shirt covered belly, his cheek nuzzling against his denim covered crotch.

Billy felt as though hands had closed around his heart and were squeezing it mercilessly. For brief seconds he allowed himself to run his fingers through Dom’s short-cropped hair, feeling it prickle against his palms as his fingers caressed his scalp pulling him tighter against his body.

Giving in to the unbearable need that pulled at his heart he sank down in front of his would be lover. “You’re a dick you know that?” Billy laughed at him through his own sobs.

“You love me for it.” Dom smiled at him, trailing wet kisses along Billy’s clean shaven face before pulling back to look into Billy’s face, his brows furrowed. “Did you shave?”

“I thought I needed all the help I could get.” Billy shrugged, his own fingers trailing across Dom’s body, kneading his firm denim covered ass, teasing the tense muscles in his back, trailing feather light across his neck.

“Silly git.” Dom smiled crookedly “I’m the one that should be pulling out all the stops, I’ll never be as adorable as my Pip.”

“There’s nothing alive that could be as adorable and full of life as you and don’t you let anyone tell you else wise.” Billy spoke as he ducked his head to press his lips against Dom’s.

The sensation of Dom’s warm lips against his stole all manner of coherent thought from Billy’s mind, his tongue twining wetly with Dom’s. Tasting him. His fingers caressing the back of his neck as his mouth trailed across Dom’s cheek. Soft wet kisses. Dom’s hands caressing his body. The room was filled with the sounds of their kisses and their erratic breathing. Soft mewling noises and whimpers when fingers found just the right spot.

Both sprang apart guiltily at a sharp knock on the door.

“You two ready for dinner?” Orlando’s voice called from the other side.

Billy’s hand cupped Dom’s face tenderly a cheeky smile on his face as he spoke in response. “Yeah, We’ll be down in a couple of minutes Orli.” He replied, and then turned his attention back to Dom.

He let his fingers trail down Dom’s body, gently cupping Dom’s, hard heavy arousal through his jeans, lithe fingers rubbing him erotically, drawing whimpers of need from the heavy lidded Englishman.

“Slowly Dommie.” Billy whispered as he leaned forward to kiss him again. “I want you too much to spoil it with a quickie. You’re my forever, we’re not going to rush this.”

Billy kissed the tip of Dom’s nose and stood and pulled Dom to his feet after him, straightening his clothes and leading him to the door and the outside world.


~~~~~~~

They’d eaten dinner in the Hotel restaurant and then decided to hit the local nightspots for a while.

Elijah and Orlando had both looked at them quizzically as they ate. Billy was sure something was different about them, he was sure it showed. They had both always been touchers but he couldn’t not touch Dom, and he was pretty sure it was the same for Dom.

Seated in a booth, below the table they were aligned from hip to ankle, their warm skin separated only by the denim they wore. Above the table their hand’s brushed against each other frequently, the electricity passing between them nearly stealing their breath every time it happened. Billy barely tasted his dinner, so intently was he watching Dom eat.

Lij and Orli carried the conversation over the meal, deciding for them that they were going to go clubbing to ‘blow out the cobwebs and liven up their sorry asses’. Billy had some ideas of his own that didn’t require livening up, but he was fairly sure that neither he or Dom wanted either of their companions in the room at the time. In fact at the moment he was more than happy keeping ‘them’ to themselves. Not that he was worried about the acceptance or anything more sinister. But Dom was special and he wanted them to have time to realize just how special before everyone else had their say.


By the time they’d returned to their respective rooms to change for the outing, and Dom had slipped inside Billy’s room to kiss him tenderly, pressed against the back of the door before skulking off to his own room, Billy was almost ready to forgo the outing and just fall into bed with his Dom. But he knew how Dom loved to dance, and how much he equally loved to enjoy watching Dom so he changed quickly. Nothing exciting, just different jeans and a clean soft green button down shirt and his favorite jacket.

He ruffled his gingery hair as he checked his reflection in the bathroom mirror before stepping into the hall and knocking sharply on Dom’s door.

The words that had been forming in his throat as the door opened stopped mid thought and choked the breath from him. As Dominic stood in front of him, he drank in the sight and was lost forever. Coherent thought and sensibility fled him and Billy dissolved into a breathless coughing fit.

Dom was dressed in black jeans with a low-slung black studded belt, a deep red sleeveless tee-shirt that almost touched the waistband of his jeans, his favorite well scuffed boots. The whole package was finished with studded leather wrist cuffs and silver and black bracelets, his short nails painted in shades of black and blue and heavy black eyeliner on his eyes, was enough to steal the breath of an asexual saint. Let alone someone who had been lusting after him for what seemed like a lifetime.

Then his hands were on him, the smile had faded from Dom’s lush glossy lips and he had immediately thrown an arm around his shoulders, sending an arrow of desire through Billy’s body. His long fingers smoothing soothing circles on Billy’s back as he leaned over him, his long arm wrapped around him.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly as Billy calmed.

“I will be when you stop touching me, and stop looking like a sex god.” Billy whispered as he stood straight again, his hungry eyes drinking in the sight of Dom.

“You’ve seen me dressed like this before.” Dom frowned holding his hands out in question, blushing at Billy’s words.

“Not when I know I’m going to come home with you I haven’t.” Billy answered his accent thicker with desire. The intimate moment broken as Elijah ran up the corridor behind them and leaped onto Dom’s back nearly toppling them both to the carpeted floor.

~~~~~~~~~

They’d all been to this club before. Eclectically it fitted them well, the music was dancy and funky, a nice blend of stuff all of them knew and local stuff they had grown to love. Perfect for some of them to kick back and enjoy and the rest to wear off their excess energy dancing.

He’d been sitting watching the others dance for three or four songs now. A scotch sitting on the table in front of him, for the most part ignored his green eyes scanned the dance floor.

He hadn’t been watching anyone in particular. Liar, his mind practically screamed at him. When the pulsing bass beat of a new song started he smiled. He’d heard it before, but it seemed like seconds later Dom was in front of him. Bouncing from foot to foot, dancing in his own Dommie fashion.

“Get your ass on the dance floor Boyd.” He stated before gliding back to the others. A thin sheen of sweat sparkling on his exposed skin.

“Why certainly Dominic, after such a heartfelt request how could I refuse.” He grinned as he spoke to Dom’s retreating back. He downed the rest of his drink in one gulp and made his way to the dance floor.

He’d barely breached the edge of the floor before Dom had grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the center of the crowded floor. His eyes caught Billy’s as he lifted his arms over his head, his feet apart, grinding his hips into the air in front of him.

Billy stopped dead in his tracks, his traitorous body reacting to the blatant invitation presented to him so plainly. The throb of the bass beat pounded through his veins as he watched his would be lover, like a thirsty man eyes a cool drink.

“Dare you” Dom mouthed a cheeky grin on his face. His arms crossed at the wrist above his head as he gyrated so close to Billy his outspread legs framing Billy’s feet as he gyrated against him.

Barely regathering his wits Billy smiled evilly. He had never been one to back down from a challenge. As the lyrics began Billy began to match Dom’s moves. He parted his legs and began his own gyrations, his arms over his head, and leaned in to whisper in Dom’s ear as they ground into each other.

“You’re on.” He followed his words with a long lick of his tongue along Dom’s exposed neck and lost himself in the lyrics and the feeling of Dom’s warm flesh grinding against him.

We were standing all alone
You were leaning in to speak to me
Acting like a mover shaker
Dancing to Madonna then you kissed me
And I think about it all the time
Sweet temptation rush all over me
And I think about it all the time
Passion desire so intense I can't take anymore because

As he drew back, he cast his eyes down Dom’s body. His arms above his head his tee-shirt had ridden up high exposing the bare expanse of his taut belly, a light sheen of perspiration covering the golden brown skin. It was all Billy could do not to reach down and touch the skin that was revealed. His eyes flashed to Dom’s, seeing the sly grin in his eyes, he knew that was exactly what Dom had hoped for.

I feel the magic all around you
It's bringing me to my knees
Like a wannabe
I've got to be chained to you

Taking his cue from the lyrics, Billy dropped to his knees in front of Dom, his hips grinding against Dom’s leg as the rhythm of the song pounded through him. Dom’s hip’s thrust forward, his jeans barely concealing his arousal from anyone. Billy would only have to turn his head to rub his face against the denim-covered hardness, to nip at the denim and feel Dom against him.

Hands on his shoulders pulled him back to his feet and pulled him tightly into Dom’s embrace. One foot between Dom’s outspread legs they ground into each other.

The rest of the room had ceased to exist for them. Their entire universe consisted wholly of the two of them and the music that flooded over them. Their bodies sweat slicked and aroused they ground into each other, trying to get under each others skin.

And when you look into my eyes
Felt a sudden sense of urgency
Fascination casts a spell and
you became more than just a mystery
And I think about you all the time
Is this fate is it my destiny
That I think about you all the time
I no longer pretend to have my hand on the wheel because

Dom’s hands rested on Billy’s ass, pulling him closer his fingers absently caressing the denim covering them as he ground into him, pushing his arousal hard against Billy’s hip as he moved.

I feel the magic all around you
It's bringing me to my knees
Like a wannabe
I've got to be chained to you

Billy’s actions were even less discrete, one hand cupped Dom’s ass and pulled him closer the hard bulge of his cock grinding into Dom’s hip as his other hand cupped the back of Dom’s head and pulled his head down for a hard fast kiss, his tongue plundering Dom’s mouth as he gyrated against him.

Their mouths sliding wetly, hungrily over each other their hands pulled each other closer, both moaning at the lack of complete contact, they pulled apart reluctantly.

“You two like to take that someplace private or would you prefer it for us to ice water you both?” Lij almost giggled as he approached them.

“Shut the fuck up Lij.” Dom muttered with a grin as he rested his forehead against Billy’s trying to catch his breath.

“Wanna go home?” he turned his attention back to Billy.

Billy leaned up to press his lips against Dom’s ears. “If it means I get to fuck you, why aren’t we already there.” He breathed into Dom’s ear, his breath fanning the wisps of hair around his ear and sending a shiver down his spine.

Dom didn’t wait for a response. He grabbed Billy by the hand and turned, pushing past Elijah, and almost pulling Billy out the door of the club. Leaving a string of startled people in their wake.

~~~~~~~

They had barely made it out the door of the club, when Billy pulled sharply on Dom’s hand. Halting his forward motion, he pressed Dom against the bricks of the wall behind him, his hands splayed across the bricks on either side of Dom’s head as he leaned in to kiss him.

His heavy lidded green eyes searched Dom’s as his face dipped ever closer. Tilting his head slowly he let his tongue trail across Dom’s lower lip before he pulled back far enough for his breath to brush across wet aching lips.

“Be certain Dommie.” He whispered, “Once we do this it’s all changed and I know that I won’t be able to go back.”

Dom leaned forward trying to catch Billy’s lips with his own. “And you think I will?” he answered, his hands reached out, his fingers finding the perfect ass of his soon to be lover and pulled him tighter against him, grinding into him. “Do you know how many months I’ve worked with you and had to hide this every single day?” he murmured “Too many.” He sighed as Billy nuzzled into his neck, his tongue trailing wetly across Dom’s skin. “Quench my thirst Billy.” He trailed off, his voice little more than a sigh as Billy licked his neck.

Hearing Dom’s words Billy let his mouth trail up Dom’s throat licking the underside of his chin, tasting the salty perspiration and a flavour that was unmistakably Dom as he did. Sucking gently on on his stubbly chin, Billy’s tongue flicked at the slight dimple there.

His own breath heaving, he lifted his lips from Dom’s flushed skin long enough to catch Dom’s bottom lip in his teeth and nip gently. His sharp teeth tugging lightly on the plump flesh of his bottom lip.

“Want More?” he whispered his breath hot against Dom’s mouth as he searched Dom’s eyes.

“Kiss me?” Dom breathed his eyes closed, the sound, feel and scent of Billy filling his entire world as he clung to him.

“Not yet.” Billy breathed sucking and nipping at Dom’s bottom lip.

“Not yet?” he frowned. Dom pressed his hands against Billy’s chest and pushed him back a little, only to grasp him by the hips and pull their lower bodies into tighter alignment, his hips grinding unconsciously against Billy’s, grinding his aching denim covered erection against Billy’s trying to assuage the ache he had hidden for so long. Long seconds of delicious frustration, their breathing shallow and erratic, both barely grasping their tremulous hold on control, Dom’s long agile fingers clasped Billy’s face his thumbs caressing his cheeks, “I don’t think so.” He breathed against Billy’s parted lips. His mouth covered Billy’s in a wet open mouth kiss. His tongue slid into Billy’s mouth and twisting and danced against Billy’s. Tasting him. One kiss that lasted mere minutes filled with the pent up passions and desires of months of waiting.

Dom’s hands roamed all over Billy’s body, pulling him closer to him, trying to crawl inside him as his fingers kneaded at Billy’s ass, grinding against him, his hips grinding into him, his tongue plunging into Billy’s mouth just as his body ached to. Unabashedly releasing his fragile and tentative grasp on control as Billy’s fingers twisted at his aching nipples through his tee-shirt, he pulled away from Billy’s lips and threw his head back giving Billy’s talented mouth access to the sensitive skin of his neck.

As Billy’s small hand sank lower and slid across the hard bulge in his jeans, his fingers rubbing against his aching arousal, a strangled moan bubbled from Dom’s open mouth and he did something he hadn’t done since he was a young teenager. He came without even opening his pants. The small wet patch spreading as Billy’s fingers maintain their pressure.

Billy smiled knowingly at the deepening embarrassed flush that rose up Dom’s neck and instantly pulls Dom into his arms, momentarily ignoring his own arousal as he pressed soft kisses into the side of Dom’s face.

“What say we go home, and do this in bed?” he whispered

“I haven’t done that since I was fourteen Billy.” Dom murmured into Billy’s mouth

“Then I’ll take that as a compliment.” Billy whispered and pulled him away from the wall “C’mon” he extended a hand to him. “Let’s go home.”






















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It didn’t take them long to walk the few short blocks back to the hotel. Billy stopped in the shadows of the dense foliage ringing the garden beds on either side of the entrance and pulled Dom into his arms for a short, hard kiss. Shucking his jacket he pulled it around Dom’s waist and tied the arms in a knot that settled on his waistband, the dangling ends of the arms covering the damp patch on the denim.

“Thanks.” Dom whispered, touched by the strangely protective gesture. Lifting one hand he cupped Billy’s face, his fingers sliding through Billy’s hair as he thumb traced his kiss swollen lips. Letting his fingers trace Billy’s scalp and pulled him closer, pressing his lips against Billy’s and kissing him.

The soft pressure of Dom’s lips on his own, caused Billy’s brow to furrow, even as he sank forward into Dom’s embrace. Dom’s opened slowly, his tongue tracing the crease of Billy’s lips almost reverently as his hands tenderly held Billy’s head. The sudden gentle tenderness brought a lump to Billy’s throat as he returned the kiss. One hand lifted to run across Dom’s stubbly, short cropped hair. Pulling back he breathed hotly against Dom’s mouth.

“What is it?” he murmured “Second thoughts?” he rested his forehead aginst Dom’s

“Hell no you silly git.” Dom answered immediately, then paused “Well maybe, but not about wanting you.” He let his hands slide down Billy’s body and pulled him against him tightly, leaving Billy no doubt of his feelings.
“Then what?” Billy frowned.

“Nothin.” Dom smiled quickly and pulled out of Billy’s embrace Then leaned forward to press a quick, hungry kiss against his lips, the gentle tender explorations of moments before dissipated into hungry wanting. “Meet you in my room in 10 minutes.” He spoke and bolted off across the driveway and into the hotel lobby before Billy could halt his escape.

Bemused at Dom’s sudden departure, he watched his best mate’s lithe body transversing the lobby as he followed more sedately, marveling yet again at the way their cards had fallen. Dom may not be the classically attractive member of the fellowship, but in Billy’s eyes he definitely was the most attractive. He only needed to speak for you to see how beautiful he was, both inside and out and when those innocent yet strangely knowing blue gray eyes shone on you, you couldn’t help but fall under his spell. Billy jammed his hands deep in his pockets as he walked, both to hide the blatant results of his thoughts, and to relieve the pressure of his now too tight jeans.

Less than five minutes after Dom’s jack-rabbit-like departure Billy knocked on his room door. As he knocked the door pushed open. Frowning curiously he stepped into the room, his lips curling into a smile as he realized the shower was running. Closing the door behind him, he slipped his shoes and socks from his feet and sat on the edge of the bed.

Hearing the water running, his mind couldn’t help but picture the rivulets of water sluicing off Dom’s tautly muscled naked body. Unable to stop himself he ground the heel of his hand against his aching denim covered arousal. Sighing at the touch he laid back against the pillows and crossed his arms behind his head, his shirt partially unbuttoned and the button at the top of his jeans open, his legs crossed at the ankles. Trying to take his mind off his own arousal he pondered Dom’s sudden mood change earlier. What had disturbed him enough to send him showering? Apart from that one kiss that had been so sweetly gentle and tender that it brought the sharp sting of joyous tears to his eyes, both of them had been so filled with eager burning lust that they hadn’t even stopped to think they were both just feeling. Remembering his promise of just this afternoon, Billy sighed softly, closing his eyes as he made his decision. A decision that he would stand by no matter what it cost him.

Eyes closed, his mind awhirl with thoughts of the future he didn’t hear the bathroom door open until he heard Dominic softly clearing his throat. His eyes flew open, moss green meeting blue gray. For the first time since he had known him, Dom’s eyes were filled with nervous fear. The uncertainty he saw there was almost more than Billy’s own nerves could take. Almost, it was on the tip of his tongue to ask what was troubling the younger man but he couldn’t. Dom had moved and that slight movement had brought him into the muted light that shone from the lamp on the other side of the room. He leaned against the bathroom doorframe, a white towel slung low around his hips arms folded loosely across his chest. It was a sight Billy had seen a hundred times on set and in their dressing rooms, but tonight everything was different. Tonight they had given wings to the desire that had been simmering between them for months and now released it couldn’t be regathered. Things were so different that he wasn’t sure how exactly they would ever be the same again. He swallowed tightly in lieu of speaking trying to regain his suddenly limited composure.

“Changed your mind?” Dom’s question was casual and to anyone else that’s how it would be been taken. Not Billy. Billy knew Dom, sometimes better than even Dom himself. He heard the fear and disappointment in those three tiny words.

”Not bloody likely.” Billy answered, his accent thicker, his voice gruff. “Have you?”

“Billy could see the uncertainty and longing warring in Dom’s eyes. “We don’t have to do this.” Billy added softly. He hadn’t moved from his casual position on the bed but his nerves were strung piano wire tight.

“Yeah” Dom nodded his face impassive. “Yeah we do.” He whispered.

“Then what’s bothering you.” His eyes hungrily drank in Dom’s freshly showered body, his face clean-shaven.

“You.” He paused his brows furrowed as if he thought that was the wrong answer. “Me” he contemplated his concerns as he paused again “Us.”

If it hadn’t been so important to him Billy would have laughed at the perplexed expression on Dom’s face.

“That’s a fairly broad scope.” Billy stated seriously “Think you can narrow it down for me.”

Dom sighed and walked across the room to sit on the edge of the bed, he played with his own fingers for long minutes before he turned slightly and rested one hand on Billy’s thigh.

“I realized something tonight.” He whispered. “I’m not sure I can do this.” He stated his eyes watching Billy closely.

“Then we won’t.” Billy answered calmly aware of Dom’s scrutiny, but even as the words were leaving his lips he could feel his heart being crushed by the realization that they may never be able to return to the easy affectionate camaraderie that they had before. The knowledge that it was his fault alone did nothing but magnify his pain.

“Bills” Dom spoke softly. His voice calm and even drew Billy from his self-castigation. “It’s not your fault.” He paused trying to frame his words carefully. “Its so not you.” One hand reached out to caress the side of Billy’s face tenderly. “It’s me.”

“That’s shite” Billy spoke his voice rough. “How can it be?” he sighed rubbing his cheek against Dom’s caressing fingers. “I’m the one who forced you into trying this.”
“I don’t think there was a whole of forcing making me cum in my jeans Bills, though you certainly did have a hand in it.” Dom raised an eyebrow as he spoke the ghost of a smile on his lips.

“Well.” Billy smiled at him “I guess that’s true.”

“I thought I could do this, but I can’t. For anyone else in the world maybe casual shagging with my Billy is a good thing but I just can’t.”

“Your Billy?” Hope flared in Billy’s heart as he tried to absorb the words Dom spoke. “Casual?”

“I can’t let you break my heart Bills, even if it’s my own fault. I just can’t because I need my Billy to pick up the pieces, how can I do that if you’ll just keep breaking them.” Tears welled in his eyes as he spoke. “You wouldn’t ever be a casual shag for me Billy.” He paused and sighed deeply looking down at his bare feet as he spoke. “I think I might already be in love with you.”

Billy moved swiftly to sit behind Dom, pulling him back against him, his small fingers splayed against Dom’s chest.

“You daftie.” Billy chuckled against the back of Dom’s neck. “I don’t want casual you silly git. I want you for as long as you want me, or for as long as you’ll have me.”

Dom tilted his head to the side as Billy nuzzled the warm skin there, his tongue licking and tasting.

“I don’t want us to burn so bright we burn this out Bills.”

“We won’t.” Billy assured him. “We won’t because we’ll work hard and starting tonight we’ll go slowly.”

“I don’t want to go slowly.” Dom pouted as Billy’s fingers ghosted across his nipples.

“Well that’s just too bad.” Billy spoke against the skin of Dom’s shoulder as his teeth nipped, his hands slid across the taut skin of Dom’s belly, and ghosted over the thick towel that covered him. Questing fingers rubbing at the hard knot of arousal there. Rubbing the rough fabric against Dom’s sensitive flesh as he did.

“No Bills.” Dom breathed as he struggled to maintain his own control, his hands resting on Billy’s knees as he both sank back into the feel of Billy’s mouth and pushed his hips up into his touch.

“Yes Dom.” Billy whispered into Dom’s ear his tongue tracing the shell like orifice, smiling as Dom shivered. His hands tugged at the knot of towel on Dom’s hip until it cams loose and pushed his hand underneath it urgently, one small hand closing around Dom’s aching arousal and stroking it with slow measured strokes. Dom leaned his head back on Billy’s shoulder, his eyes closed as Billy traced kisses across the side of his face, his hand sliding up and down Dom’s cock, his thumb flicking across it’s weeping tip with every stroke. Scrunching closer into Dom’s back, his own hips ground against Dom, his own hardness pressed against the small of Dom’s back and rubbing desperate for release. Leaning forward, his teeth nipping at the soft skin of Dom’s neck, Billy’s other hand slid between Dom’s leg, reaching lower he caught his balls in his fingers and rolled them gently. Dom pushed up into his touch soft mewling noises bubbling from his lips, far beyond the point of coherent speech and thought, intent only on the continued touch of Billy’s fingers and mouth.

“Please,” he whimpered as Billy’s stoking fingers increased their speed and pressure. “Please.” He whimpered over and over.

Billy, his eyes smoky with arousal as he watched the flush of Dom’s arousal climb across his skin, pressed his lips against Dom’s ear. “Anything for you, my wanton little lover.” He whispered in his ear before catching the earlobe in his teeth and tugging it gently.

The increased pressure of Billy’s hand, his fingers gently tickling Billy’s balls his breath on his ear was too much for Dom. His hips jerked up into Billy’s touch and for the second time in the one night he came on his own.

Billy pulled Dom back into him as he struggled to regain his composure.

“Your turn.” Dom turned his head as it rested on Billy’s shoulder.

“Not tonight.” Billy whispered “I promised you slowly my love. This is just the beginning.”

“But you haven’t” he paused “And I have.” He paused with a sly grin “Twice.”

“You weren’t the only one to cum in your jeans Monaghan.” Billy sighed.

Disentangling himself from a lethargic Dom, Billy laid him on the covers and knelt beside him, leaning down to press a hard kiss to his lips.

“Sleep Dom.” He whispered against his lips “For tomorrow is the beginning of something neither of us ever knew we wanted.”







Billy lifted Dom’s card key from the table and made his way back to his own room. There he paused only long enough to shower quickly and change into clean clothes then returned to Dom’s room.

Locking the door behind himself he peeled his tee-shirt over his head and dropped it on the chair at the small table. Shucking his jeans he laid them over the chair and turned back to the bed a smile on his lips.

Dom had kicked the covers to the foot of the bed and was sprawled across the bed in all his glory. Laying on his belly he was sprawled across the bed his arms and legs thrown haphazardly in all directions, his face buried in the fluffy white pillows.

Trying not to disturb him too much, Billy pulled the sheet and coverlet up and crawled into the opposite side of the bed.

Mere seconds after his head his the pillow Dom moved. Rolling onto his side he snuggled into Billy’s warmth. As Dom’s arm circled his waist, his lips pressed against Billy’s neck as he pulled the smaller man closer, Billy rolled with him until he was cradled against him.

His back pressed flush against Dom’s chest, his buttocks pressed against Dom’s hips, he laid his head on the pillow, his fingers over Dom’s forearm, his feet brushing against Dom’s. The warm heat of Dom’s breath puffing the softly curling hair at his nape, soothing him into a deep calm sleep.

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A slumberous warmth spreading through his body woke Billy hours lately. Opening his eyes the first thing he noticed were dust particles dancing on the weak early morning sunlight as he attempted to gather his first thoughts. The breath on his neck changed cadence as he realized that a hand was wrapped around his insistent arousal, stroking him slowly. Dom’s hand, he thought drowsily as he watched the painted fingernails, resisting the urge to thrust into his touch and wake up from this delicious almost waking dream. Closing his eyes he sank back against the pillow, desperately trying to cling to his dreams.

His eyes flew open as he remembered the day before, this wasn’t a dream. His now wide awake eyes watched Dom’s long agile fingers, sighing as his thumb brushed across his weeping tip.

“Dommie.” He breathed, tilting his head back, moaning at the intensity of the sensations Dom was creating.

“Hey Bills.” Dom’s voice sounded softly in his ear, “Good morning.” His tongue darted forward to trace the shell of Billy’s ear.

“Jaysus Dommie.” He moaned “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

“Never.” Dom replied scrunching closer to Billy, his own arousal pressed against Billy’s ass rubbing as he thrust his hips in perfect time with Billy’s thrusts into his hand.

“Never.” Dom replied “Turn your head.” He asked.

As Billy turned Dom’s lips met his in a quick hard kiss. “If you promise to never stop kissing me.”

“Deal.” Billy whimpered, his hips jerking into Dom’s fingers. Dom’s free hand was toying with Billy’s soft curls his fingers tracing his scalp gently as they kissed long and gently, belying the eager fierceness of their arousal. Dom wrapped one leg over Billy’s thigh to pull him closer, thrusting his arousal against his back, his tongue plunging deep into Billy’s mouth, their kisses turning just as needy as their bodies.

Billy pulled his mouth away from Dom’s, his breathing erratic, his skin flushed. “Dommie, I can’t….please.” he whimpered.

“Let it go Bills.” Dom murmured against his lips, catching his bottom lip in his teeth and nipping gently “Come for me Bills.” He whispered.

The soft husky instruction against his lips was the last straw for Billy’s fragile control, he reached behind him grabbing at Dom’s hip and pulled him closer, grinding against his hard aching cock even as his control unwound around him. His entire universe was filled with the feel of Dom’s hand on his cock and after dreaming of it for so long it was more than he could bear. His hips jerked once. Twice. Reaching up with his mouth he devoured Dom’s lips, plunged his tongue into his mouth thrusting it deeply as he let go, milky white streams of his cum coating Dom’s hand and his own belly.

Grinding back onto Dom’s heavy achingly aroused cock, catching it between his tightly clenching ass cheeks he ground into him. The friction and the sight of Billy’s release was too much for Dom, his hips jerked against Billy’s back finding his own release.

They both lay panting for several long minutes, trying to regather their thoughts and their perspective on the day.

Billy rolled into Dom’s arms, snuggling against his chest and hugging him tightly, stringing soft open mouth kisses across Dom’s chest, his hands sliding lower touching his slick cock and fondling him gently. Lifting his fingers to his mouth and tasting Dom.

“Bills.” Dom hooked a finger under Billy’s chin and tilted his face to look into his eyes. “Much as I’d give anything to stay here with you all day, Lij and Orli will be knocking on that door soon and as much as I love them, I want to keep you, like this, all to myself for a while.”

“Silly git.” Billy smiled up at him. “You think after your Dancing queen routine last night we’ll be able to keep us from them.”

“They’ll lose interest soon.” Dom rolled Billy back pressing him against the sheets, one hand caressing the side of his face as he kissed him long and hard.

Billy’s fingers traced up and down Dom’s back as he returned the kiss, not wanting their perfect morning to end.

Dom pulled back from the kiss and slowly and reluctantly climbed from the bed, completely unaware of the perfection of his naked body in Billy’s slumberous green eyes.

“We’ll save time, shower together. No?” Dom waggled an eyebrow at Billy playfully and reached out with one hand for Billy.

“You know Mr Monaghan.” Billy almost giggled as he extended a hand to Dom and climbed out of bed. “Sometimes you have the best ideas.”