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light-the-sky76.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Aug. 16th, 2005 07:26 pm)Title: What beautiful music they make, 2/4
Author: light_the_sky76
Pairing: Mona and Boyd
Summary: Billy is going through some changes
Rating: R or it is NC17? Smutty, anyway.
Disclaimer: Really, really made up.
A/N: Part two of my Billy and Dom!Werewolf AU. Beta-ed by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
indigo_blind. The title comes from Bram Stokers Dracula *adopts Transylvanian accent* "Ze children of the night, what beautiful music zey make"
Part one is here
Dom has been watching Billy. He's seen the change washing through him.
Billy is restless; he can't settle in his own skin. It's very unlike Billy who is usually very comfortable with himself.
Dom feels bad about Billy's discomfort, but he envies the discoveries he is making. He remembers the first time he was aware of the moon's presence even when it wasn't shining. He was surfing as the tide changed, and as the moon pulled at the waves it pulled at him too. And he remembers the morning he woke to hear Billy breathing in slow sighs that sounded as loud as the wind and under that he heard Billy's heartbeat as clearly as if he was resting his head on Billy's chest, and underneath that he heard the forest outside creaking in the breeze and deeper still he could hear the rustle and scamper of a tiny mammal searching for it's breakfast in the roots of a tree.
Dom knew that Billy needed be outside, not confined between four walls. When the restlessness coursing through Billy clawed at Dom he liked to go for a run; he found movement and open spaces relieved the tension under his skin.
"Do you want to go out, Bill?"
Billy gave Dom a confused, startled look.
"For a walk, use up some of that excess energy."
Billy had been pacing for the last fifteen minutes in distracted circles around the living room, which had done nothing to ease the tension gripping him, if anything, the lines around his mouth and on his forehead were more pronounced.
"Okay." Billy grabbed his coat. "Yeah."
Dusk would be coming soon. The sunlight shining on them and reflecting in the windows of their house cast the golden light that glows as afternoon becomes evening.
As Dom locked the door Billy took a long deep breath. He was, Dom knew, exploring the musky smell of green and wilderness that his new senses were learning.
They walked without speaking. The pace quick enough to make Dom's breath deepen and his heart beat quickly and they were deep in the forest before Billy slowed down.
The trees formed a canopy over their heads and any signs of civilisation had been left far behind.
"I'm scared." Billy said suddenly, looking away from Dom to somewhere off in the distance. "Not of the pain – not that I'm looking forward to that…"
He paused as he searched for the right words. Dom was still beside him, giving Billy the time he needed.
"I'm scared of me." Billy's voice was tight and almost panicked. "Of what I'll find when I let go of polite form and convention. I don’t know what I'll be like when I let go or what I will be like when I come back to myself." He was pacing again, looking more anxious than Dom had ever seen. "My career has always been based on me being sweet and funny. That's how everyone knows me; that's how I know myself. If I'm not charming, witty Billy, who am I?"
He stopped, his eyes huge, with one hand gripping Dom's upper arm. Dom uncurled his fingers and took Billy's hand into his own. He tried to remember how he felt just before his first night as the wolf and what would have soothed him. He brought Billy's palm to his lips and kissed it.
"You don't stop being yourself Bill. It's just that the wilder side of your self comes to the fore," Dom paused, wanting to be sure he had Billy's complete attention. "It's like when you're fucking and you're getting closer and closer to coming." He leaned closer to Billy, conspiratorially, until they were almost touching. "There's that moment when you can't stop yourself from thrusting harder and harder and holding on as tight as you can." His voice dropped to a low, rumbling whisper. "It's wild and savage and you know that you'll probably leave bruises, but the thought of the little purple marks on your lovers hips and back just turn you on more and you push even harder." He was caressing Billy's hand, drawing his fingers up and down, round and round, with the intention of making Billy imagine those hands tracing patterns on his bare flesh in other places. By the way Billy's breath hitched and his pupils enlarged Dom knew that he had succeeded. "You don't think about what you're doing, you can't think at all. All you can do is thrust and thrust and fuck with all the strength that is in you. It's like that Bill, compelling and feral and so good."
"Oh." Billy managed to squeak. "That sounds…nice."
"Oh it is Bill. You'll see." He allowed himself a small grin. "Besides, you have a wild side. I know it's there."
"Wild side?" Billy' eyes sparkled.
For a moment the air was still, Dom held his breath, savouring the moment of anticipation.
"You mean," Billy's grin was wicked as he leant towards Dom, brushing his cheek against Dom's and whispering in his ear, "like this?"
The quick movement that pushed him backwards against the tree caught Dom by surprise and for a moment he was left motionless by the unexpectedness of Billy's greedy kiss, but only for a moment. He quickly matched Billy's greed with his own, rubbing his stubbled jaw against Billy's clean shaven skin. He could feel himself growing hard and heavy and pushed his crotch forward to bump against Billy's hip. Billy's lips smiled against his.
Sliding his hands along Billy's back onto his shoulders Dom began to curl his fingers into Billy's hair, but Billy surprised Dom again by dropping unceremoniously to his knees in the mossy carpet surround the trees roots.
Dom hissed a sharp intake of breath through his teeth as Billy unzipped and pushed aside his jeans, then he gave a low slow exhale interlaced with a groan and, "Ahh, Jesus Billy" as Billy licked a thick line up Dom's cock then took the head into his mouth and began to suck without preamble.
Ragged bark bit into Dom's palms as he clung to the tree behind him for support and he moaned again in a throaty growl.
Billy changed his pace, taking Dom deep and engulfing him in hot and wet and sweet. The smells of earth and lust fill his flared nostrils as Dom threw back his head. He heard leaves rustling, his own heavy breathing and moans and the low hum rumbling deep in Billy's throat. The hum travelled through Dom's body as Billy gently cupped his balls and stroked them in time with the bobbing rhythm of his mouth and tongue. Sweat ran down between Dom's shoulder blades and into the waistband of the jean slung low on his hips.
It was all so fucking perfect. Being with Billy, buried deep in the bosom of nature, with the taste of Billy on his lips and Billy's wicked mouth on him making his blood sing.
Billy hummed again, a low satisfied note, and the vibrations of the sound and Billy's tongue and Billy's mouth and Billy's hands combined into a hot, aching fork of lightening that built somewhere in Dom's stomach then burst outwards. Dom's spine arched and he called his moment of release to the branches swaying above him.
Billy gently placed him back inside his trousers before Dom sank bonelessly onto the ground besides him. They tangled their limbs together and Billy leant forwards to lick a drop of sweat snaking its way down Dom's neck.
"God, Billy, that's one hell of a wild side you have."
Billy grinned, his smile Cheshire Cat wide. "I suppose I have."
"Soon Bill. Not long now. When we change together it's going to be amazing. Perfect."
"Aye Dom," he placed a kiss on Dom's forehead, "perfect."
Author: light_the_sky76
Pairing: Mona and Boyd
Summary: Billy is going through some changes
Rating: R or it is NC17? Smutty, anyway.
Disclaimer: Really, really made up.
A/N: Part two of my Billy and Dom!Werewolf AU. Beta-ed by
indigo_blind. The title comes from Bram Stokers Dracula *adopts Transylvanian accent* "Ze children of the night, what beautiful music zey make"Part one is here
Dom has been watching Billy. He's seen the change washing through him.
Billy is restless; he can't settle in his own skin. It's very unlike Billy who is usually very comfortable with himself.
Dom feels bad about Billy's discomfort, but he envies the discoveries he is making. He remembers the first time he was aware of the moon's presence even when it wasn't shining. He was surfing as the tide changed, and as the moon pulled at the waves it pulled at him too. And he remembers the morning he woke to hear Billy breathing in slow sighs that sounded as loud as the wind and under that he heard Billy's heartbeat as clearly as if he was resting his head on Billy's chest, and underneath that he heard the forest outside creaking in the breeze and deeper still he could hear the rustle and scamper of a tiny mammal searching for it's breakfast in the roots of a tree.
Dom knew that Billy needed be outside, not confined between four walls. When the restlessness coursing through Billy clawed at Dom he liked to go for a run; he found movement and open spaces relieved the tension under his skin.
"Do you want to go out, Bill?"
Billy gave Dom a confused, startled look.
"For a walk, use up some of that excess energy."
Billy had been pacing for the last fifteen minutes in distracted circles around the living room, which had done nothing to ease the tension gripping him, if anything, the lines around his mouth and on his forehead were more pronounced.
"Okay." Billy grabbed his coat. "Yeah."
Dusk would be coming soon. The sunlight shining on them and reflecting in the windows of their house cast the golden light that glows as afternoon becomes evening.
As Dom locked the door Billy took a long deep breath. He was, Dom knew, exploring the musky smell of green and wilderness that his new senses were learning.
They walked without speaking. The pace quick enough to make Dom's breath deepen and his heart beat quickly and they were deep in the forest before Billy slowed down.
The trees formed a canopy over their heads and any signs of civilisation had been left far behind.
"I'm scared." Billy said suddenly, looking away from Dom to somewhere off in the distance. "Not of the pain – not that I'm looking forward to that…"
He paused as he searched for the right words. Dom was still beside him, giving Billy the time he needed.
"I'm scared of me." Billy's voice was tight and almost panicked. "Of what I'll find when I let go of polite form and convention. I don’t know what I'll be like when I let go or what I will be like when I come back to myself." He was pacing again, looking more anxious than Dom had ever seen. "My career has always been based on me being sweet and funny. That's how everyone knows me; that's how I know myself. If I'm not charming, witty Billy, who am I?"
He stopped, his eyes huge, with one hand gripping Dom's upper arm. Dom uncurled his fingers and took Billy's hand into his own. He tried to remember how he felt just before his first night as the wolf and what would have soothed him. He brought Billy's palm to his lips and kissed it.
"You don't stop being yourself Bill. It's just that the wilder side of your self comes to the fore," Dom paused, wanting to be sure he had Billy's complete attention. "It's like when you're fucking and you're getting closer and closer to coming." He leaned closer to Billy, conspiratorially, until they were almost touching. "There's that moment when you can't stop yourself from thrusting harder and harder and holding on as tight as you can." His voice dropped to a low, rumbling whisper. "It's wild and savage and you know that you'll probably leave bruises, but the thought of the little purple marks on your lovers hips and back just turn you on more and you push even harder." He was caressing Billy's hand, drawing his fingers up and down, round and round, with the intention of making Billy imagine those hands tracing patterns on his bare flesh in other places. By the way Billy's breath hitched and his pupils enlarged Dom knew that he had succeeded. "You don't think about what you're doing, you can't think at all. All you can do is thrust and thrust and fuck with all the strength that is in you. It's like that Bill, compelling and feral and so good."
"Oh." Billy managed to squeak. "That sounds…nice."
"Oh it is Bill. You'll see." He allowed himself a small grin. "Besides, you have a wild side. I know it's there."
"Wild side?" Billy' eyes sparkled.
For a moment the air was still, Dom held his breath, savouring the moment of anticipation.
"You mean," Billy's grin was wicked as he leant towards Dom, brushing his cheek against Dom's and whispering in his ear, "like this?"
The quick movement that pushed him backwards against the tree caught Dom by surprise and for a moment he was left motionless by the unexpectedness of Billy's greedy kiss, but only for a moment. He quickly matched Billy's greed with his own, rubbing his stubbled jaw against Billy's clean shaven skin. He could feel himself growing hard and heavy and pushed his crotch forward to bump against Billy's hip. Billy's lips smiled against his.
Sliding his hands along Billy's back onto his shoulders Dom began to curl his fingers into Billy's hair, but Billy surprised Dom again by dropping unceremoniously to his knees in the mossy carpet surround the trees roots.
Dom hissed a sharp intake of breath through his teeth as Billy unzipped and pushed aside his jeans, then he gave a low slow exhale interlaced with a groan and, "Ahh, Jesus Billy" as Billy licked a thick line up Dom's cock then took the head into his mouth and began to suck without preamble.
Ragged bark bit into Dom's palms as he clung to the tree behind him for support and he moaned again in a throaty growl.
Billy changed his pace, taking Dom deep and engulfing him in hot and wet and sweet. The smells of earth and lust fill his flared nostrils as Dom threw back his head. He heard leaves rustling, his own heavy breathing and moans and the low hum rumbling deep in Billy's throat. The hum travelled through Dom's body as Billy gently cupped his balls and stroked them in time with the bobbing rhythm of his mouth and tongue. Sweat ran down between Dom's shoulder blades and into the waistband of the jean slung low on his hips.
It was all so fucking perfect. Being with Billy, buried deep in the bosom of nature, with the taste of Billy on his lips and Billy's wicked mouth on him making his blood sing.
Billy hummed again, a low satisfied note, and the vibrations of the sound and Billy's tongue and Billy's mouth and Billy's hands combined into a hot, aching fork of lightening that built somewhere in Dom's stomach then burst outwards. Dom's spine arched and he called his moment of release to the branches swaying above him.
Billy gently placed him back inside his trousers before Dom sank bonelessly onto the ground besides him. They tangled their limbs together and Billy leant forwards to lick a drop of sweat snaking its way down Dom's neck.
"God, Billy, that's one hell of a wild side you have."
Billy grinned, his smile Cheshire Cat wide. "I suppose I have."
"Soon Bill. Not long now. When we change together it's going to be amazing. Perfect."
"Aye Dom," he placed a kiss on Dom's forehead, "perfect."
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Maybe if you ask nicely... :)
I like your icon. Billy certainly does like water doesn't he *g*
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PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE!! **gives cookies, hugs, feet massage**
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i love this! i am so glad that you let the bunny out to play more and it didn't get eaten by wolf dom and bounced around until you had a series of teh lovely.
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It was an indistructable duracell bunny; wolf proof.
Thanks
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wolf proof... hee!
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*pets it* :)
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:)
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Plus, I love Billy's wildside... guh...
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He's a saucy monkey isn't he?
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