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monaboyd Sep. 4th, 2005 01:34 am)Title: The Adventures of Marty & Perry
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: NC17 for later parts
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Warnings: attempted non/con sex, masturbation, m/m sex, self sucking. Now I have your attention, right?
Beta’d: By my pal Elaine, who does not have a journal… YET!
Summary: Billy and Dom meet in a jet enroute to the States
Chapter 1
It’s a Small World After All
“Pardon me; I think I have the window seat.” Dom said to the attractive gentleman sitting in the aisle seat next to his. The man looked handsome in his jeans and a black button down shirt. He was reading and seemed deep in his thoughts, but he looked up and smiled brightly at Dom.
“Oh, go right ahead.” The gentleman said; revealing a silky Scottish accent.
Dom was flying first class to the States for a nice size part in a rather large movie. He’d not often pay out for first class tickets for himself, but the producers had bought this ticket. He was going to make the most of this luxury!
As Dom stowed his small bag in the overhead compartment, the still seated gentleman grinned politely at him and moved his legs to the side, allowing Dom better access to slip in past him.
It was always an awkward thing trying to scoot past someone; you either gave the person sitting a nice view of your arse or a lovely dick show. Dom chose his arse for the smiling attractive man. Either way the man was in for a treat, Dom thought smugly.
Dom was no sooner seated than he waved the flight attendant over for a drink. He turned to his seat mate, “Drinks on me mate, I’m buyin.’ ” He said with a wink.
The nice looking gentleman thanked Dom with a sardonic smile and told the attendant; “I’ll have a Heineken, thank you.”
“Ah Scottish, eh?”
“Y’ figured that out by the classic Scottish beer I ordered then, I take it?” The gentleman teased.
“No, it was your classic Scottish good looks, that and the predictable quick Scottish enthusiasm for a free drink.”
“Aye, very funny. I’m thinking… you’re… frommmmm…
”Yes! Well done!” Dom said with a smile, he seemed pleased with the way the conversation was going.
“Thanks… I have a thing with accents.”
The flight attendant returned with two beers and a couple napkins. “Can I get you gentlemen anything else?”
“A blanket for me please, I’m gonna sleep through this long sodding flight” Dom told the attendant and then to the gentleman he asked “So mate, whacha readin’? Looks like a script.”
“It is a script actually, I’m headin’ to LA, I have a part in a ...”
“No shite? Me too! You’re an actor as well? I wouldn’t doubt that half the people on this plane are heading to LA to be in a film. I really should just bloody move there someday. May I see it?”
The gentleman wondered when Dom planned to sleep but handed him the script anyway.
“Holy shite!” Dom laughed. “I’m playing Marty! I take it by the highlighting that you’re going to be my best mate, Perry! Jesus Christ, small fuckin’ world! I’m Dominic, you can call me Dom.” Dom held out his rather too large for his small frame hand.
The gentleman took his large hand and still a bit shocked, and shook it, “I… I’m Billy. So… we’re going to be Marty and Perry? Seems we’re going to be spending quite a bit of time together then, aren’t we?”
The long, grueling fifteen hour flight from Heathrow to LA became suddenly a lot more interesting and enjoyable for the men. Not only were they both actors in the same film, but they discovered they were being put up in the same hotel. No doubt this had been planned by the studio execs as well.
Dom pulled out his script and they read lines with each other, drank more, and laughed until they too finally became tired. Everyone else on the plane had one by one shut their lights off and was trying to sleep. Billy and Dom had long ago put their scripts away and had just been talking and quietly laughing. But soon, the alcohol and the droning of the jet began to lull them to sleep as well.
Dom woke several hours later finding a sleeping Billy cuddled onto him. Lured in his sleep by Dom’s warmth, his head rested on Dom’s shoulder and one hand was buried under Dom’s blanket, resting somewhere between Dom’s stomach and chest. Dom noticed that he himself had moved in his sleep as close to Billy as the arm rest would allow.
It seems that Billy had both neglected to get a blanket and turn off his air which was blowing furiously down on him and he appeared cold and uncomfortable in his sleep. Dom could not see any attendants; and he did not want to disturb Billy by reaching for the call button asking for another blanket or to shut off Billy’s air.
He carefully moved his blanket so it covered the both men as much as possible. He pulled the blanket up around Billy’s shoulders, Billy snuggled closer and continued sleeping and making occasional little whistling noises. Dom soon fell back asleep; he didn’t even register the happy little grin he was sporting.
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when is the next part going up? see i liked it... i am already pestering for more... lol
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That is my 2 year old way of saying POST MORE!
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Can't wait to see what happens next.
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Re Marty and Perry
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