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dylan-dufresne.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Nov. 2nd, 2005 12:03 pm)Title: Mistake Number Three - 16/19
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dylan_dufresne
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17, again.
Summary: Necessities, wake up calls, and location decisions.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated as it’s my drug of choice. Just call me a junkie. I won’t deny it.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality.
A/N: Wee warning of angst. Beta'd byfrojane. Thanks a lot sweetie.
Previous Parts: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15
Chapter 16
“C’mon Billy, let me go,” Dom repeats, hands pushing at Billy’s arms.
“No,” Billy cries, opening his eyes and tightening his hold around Dom’s bare waist. “Stay, Dommie. Please.”
“For fuck’s sake Billy, don’t squeeze!” Dom nearly yells, hand clutching Billy’s bicep tightly as he tenses further. “My bladder is about to explode.”
Immediately, Billy releases his iron grip on Dom’s body, watching as the younger man kicks back the coverlet and scrambles out of bed, dashing naked across the moonlit room and disappearing into the loo. Less than two minutes later Billy hears the boom and hiss of plumbing, and then Dom is standing in the doorway, head tilting to one side.
“Hey,” he says softly, leaning against the wall and self-consciously rubbing the back of his neck.
“Better?”
Dom grins. “Yeah. Much.”
“God, you’re so beautiful, Dommie,” Billy says tenderly, gazing at Dom’s lithe body, bathed in the soft blue light. “Wish I had a camera.”
Blushing fiercely to the tips of his ears, Dom ducks his head shyly. “Billy-”
“So the perpetually tiny bladder strikes again,” Billy says with a smile, changing the subject before Dom can request it.
“I’m sorry,” Dom says as he slowly walks back over to the bed. “I didn’t want to wake you. I mean, you looked like you were sleeping so peacefully. I tried to slip out of bed without waking you up, but whenever I moved, you just held me tighter and tighter. I couldn’t-”
“Get your sexy British arse over here,” Billy interrupts quietly, patting the mattress next to him. “Bed feels empty without you.”
Dom has barely touched the sheets when he’s enfolded in Billy’s strong arms and flipped over onto his back to be kissed, deeply and warmly. Tongue plunging into Dom’s sweet mouth, one of Billy’s small hands slips around the nape of Dom’s neck while the other cups a warm, round cheek of Dom’s arse, squeezing it gently. Moaning, Dom clings to Billy, returning his affection with equal fervor.
“You scared me,” Billy whispers when they finally part for some much needed oxygen. “When I felt you pulling away from me, I panicked.”
“I’m sorry,” Dom replies softly, pressing feathery kisses to Billy scruffy cheeks and warm, wet mouth. “I’m so sorry.”
“You’re not sorry that we-”
“No!” Dom interrupts quickly, shaking his head. “Not for one second.”
Relief sliding through his limbs, Billy smiles. “Good. I don’t think I could handle it if you were.”
Fingers threading through Dom’s silky hair, Billy brings their lips back together for a tender kiss, their actions saying more than what a thousand words could express.
“It’s late. Are you ready to go back to sleep now?” Dom asks, craning his neck to glance over at the clock on the nightstand. “I promise I’ll be here in the morning.”
“Aye,” Billy replies, stifling a yawn. “That sounds good. Really good.”
Shifting so Dom is once again cuddled to his chest, Billy smiles as Dom slips a hand under his shoulder and nudges a knee between Billy’s bare thighs to bring their bodies closer. Limbs completely entwined, Dom settles into the circle of Billy’s arms, sighing with contentment.
“Love you,” Dom whispers sleepily.
Kissing Dom’s forehead, Billy smiles. “Love you, too, Dommie.”
* * * * *
Eyes fluttering open, Billy immediately becomes aware of soft, warm skin and a slender body wrapped around him, moist breath flowing across his throat. Dom. A sleepy, affectionate smile turns up the corners of Billy’s cherubic mouth as he ever so carefully shifts a few inches to get a better look at Dom in this unguarded moment.
Long, dark eyelashes flutter against Dom’s cheeks, his sweet lips formed into a perfect, inviting pucker as he sleeps. Chest rising and falling with each slow, deep breath, Dom’s facial features are soft and relaxed, making him appear even younger than usual, innocent even, almost angelic. Comfortable and content, Billy is overwhelmed by how achingly beautiful Dom is, cradled in his arms. Evidently Dom moved a wee bit in his sleep, as his long leg is now laying possessively across Billy’s thighs, his morning erection pressing into Billy’s bare hip. The weight of Dom’s body sprawled over Billy is a welcome one, Dom’s breathing deep and warm on his neck.
Cuddling closer, Billy dips his head and buries his nose in Dom’s tousled hair, inhaling deeply and drawing the sweet aroma clinging to the silky strands into his lungs. Opening his eyes and looking down at Dom, Billy watches the faint rays of the morning sunlight fall across his peaceful face, making him wish for a second time that he had a camera to capture the moment, so he’d have it forever. Unable to stop himself, Billy gently tips Dom’s chin up and brushes his lips over Dom’s in a feathery caress before trailing a line of soft kisses down the smooth column of Dom’s neck.
Sighing under his breath, Dom lets his head fall back, completely vulnerable as he exposes his throat. At the same time, Dom tightens his leg around Billy, his fingers lazily sliding up and down over Billy’s ribs.
“My eyes aren’t open yet and you’re already kissing me,” Dom murmurs sleepily, arching into Billy’s body. “If this is a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up.”
“It’s not a dream, Dommie,” Billy whispers, nibbling at the tendon in his neck. “It’s real.”
“C’mere.”
At Dom’s gentle request, Billy looks up into Dom’s half-lidded, smoldering eyes.
“I want to kiss you,” Dom adds softly. “Taste you.”
Smiling, Billy brings their mouths together in a long, unhurried, tender exchange, drawing Dom’s pouty lower lip into his mouth and sucking the sexy curve of flesh. When a breathy moan of pleasure slips past Dom’s lips, Billy deepens the kiss, rocking his hips forward and rubbing his hardening arousal against Dom’s inner thigh.
“More,” Dom whimpers, winding both arms around Billy’s chest and rolling onto his back.
Moving with Dom so he’s nestled snugly between Dom’s splayed thighs, Billy braces himself on his elbows and does as Dom asks, lips meeting and parting wetly, tongues tangling in a lazy dance.
Finally breaking the warm, passionate kiss, Billy smoothes Dom’s hair back and playfully rubs his nose against Dom’s. “Good morning,” he says softly.
Laughing gently, Dom nuzzles back. “Hey.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Good. You?”
“I woke up with you in my arms,” Billy replies lovingly. “I believe this qualifies as perfect.”
“Oh, I think there’s one thing that would make it even better,” Dom says suggestively, his hands sliding along Billy’s spine, all the way down to his arse.
“What’s that?” Billy murmurs in a low, throaty voice.
“To have you inside me again.”
Smiling gently, Billy gives Dom a knowing look. “You don’t have to-”
“I want you,” Dom interrupts quietly. “I need you. Please?”
Sinking into Dom’s embrace, Billy brings their lips together in a hungry kiss, moaning into Dom’s mouth when he wraps his long legs snugly around Billy’s narrow waist. Giving himself over to the passion rushing through his body, Billy teases the roof of Dom’s mouth and then finds the sensitive spot under his tongue, grinning when Dom shivers pleasantly at the sensation. It’s long minutes later when Billy finally breaks the kiss, giving Dom’s swollen lower lip one last nibble.
“Where are you going?” Dom asks, whimpering at the loss of Billy’s mouth on his.
“I’m just saying good morning to the rest of you,” Billy replies impishly, eyes sparkling as he slides down Dom’s lithe body, guiding Dom’s legs back down to the mattress.
To begin, Billy trails hot, moist kisses along Dom’s slender neck, down to the hollow of his throat, nuzzling and lapping with his tongue to taste the salt on Dom’s skin. Sighing with pleasure, Dom tips his head to give Billy more room to work, his fingers sliding over Billy’s pale shoulders.
“So soft,” Billy murmurs. “You’re like silk, Dommie. God I love touching you.”
Moving further down Dom’s body as it becomes more and more aroused, Billy’s bow shaped lips slide to the left, finding a dusky pink nipple and nibbling at the tiny bud, teasing it into a stiff, rosy peak. At Dom’s whimpering, breathless request from him to continue, Billy moves to its neglected twin, repeating the action, sucking the nub ever so gently and humming around the mouthful of tantalizing flesh.
Writhing beneath Billy, Dom cries out softly, biting down on his lower lip briefly and panting for breath. While Dom’s fingers card through his ginger hair to hold him close, Billy’s warm, wet tongue slides over Dom’s ribs, his scruffy cheek rubbing the soft skin of Dom’s taut stomach.
“Billy,” Dom murmurs under his breath, body undulating with desire and need. “Please.”
Dom is unprepared for the sensation of Billy’s pointy tongue suddenly thrusting lustily into his navel and sucking the tender circle of flesh into his mouth. Arching off the bed with a ragged moan, Dom watches helplessly as Billy lovingly worships his body, his desire to bring Dom pleasure clear in his passionate green eyes.
Instead of sliding up the bed and reaching for the bottle of lubricant, Billy moves even lower, small hands cupping Dom’s narrow hips as his mouth presses hot, moist kisses to Dom’s quivering belly, well below his navel. Inhaling the heady scent of Dom’s arousal, Billy nuzzles his nose into the fine, dark hair of Dom’s treasure trail, his breath warm and uneven against the petal soft skin. Blowing air across Dom’s damp flesh, Billy can see the goose bumps forming as he covers Dom’s slender body with tender, loving kisses.
“Oh God,” Dom gasps, chest heaving as he struggles keep the fragile hold on his control. “Billy-”
When Billy’s small hand wraps around his already throbbing and leaking erection, Dom groans lustily and thrusts his hips up, craving more of Billy’s intimate touch. Thumb tip sliding over the slick head of Dom’s arousal, Billy suddenly dips his head and presses a gentle, sucking kiss to the swollen flesh. Dom’s reaction is to cry out loudly, long, elegant fingers tightening in Billy’s hair, overcome with need, but careful not to cause any pain.
“Can I suck you, Dommie?” Billy requests softly, gazing up at him with adoring eyes, petting Dom’s quivering belly in slow caresses. “I want to taste you.”
Completely engulfed in desire and arousal, Dom unsteadily nods his consent when his voice refuses to obey. Emotions bubble up inside, and Dom bites down on the inside of his cheek, clutching his pillow with both hands until the wave of tears threatening to fall is pushed back. This is not the time. A moment later, Dom looks down and witnesses the head of his cock being taken into Billy’s swollen, cherubic mouth and caressed by his pointy, talented tongue. The sensation is exquisite, and Dom can’t stop a soft wail of need escaping his lips as he raises his knees and rocks his hips forward, wordlessly asking for Billy to continue.
Moving slowly, Billy wraps his fingers around the base of Dom’s hard erection, pointy tongue sliding along the swollen shaft as he takes more of Dom into his mouth. Shifting a little, Billy tucks himself up against Dom’s body as close as he can, the backs of Dom’s thighs touching his shoulders. Withdrawing slightly, Billy allows some of Dom’s cock to slip out of his mouth, but keeps the tip between his lips, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Looking up to meet Dom’s intense gaze, Billy then sinks down on the slippery flesh, taking as much of Dom into his mouth and throat as he can.
Eagerly bobbing his head up and down, Billy caresses Dom’s shaft in slow, lazy sucks, drawing out Dom’s pleasure. Sliding his hand up the inside of one of Dom’s raised legs, Billy’s fingers stroke the soft skin along his inner thigh in a sensuous, tantalizing rhythm that matches his mouth. When Dom lets out a whimpering mewl and his legs fall open in invitation, Billy moistens two digits and carefully presses them between the round cheeks of Dom’s arse, seeking and teasing at his warm, tight entrance to maximize Dom’s enjoyment. Hollowing his cheeks, Billy buries his small, perfect nose in Dom’s curls, watching Dom’s smoldering eyes as he sucks harder, causing Dom to moan wantonly and writhe beneath him.
First one small finger and then two slip into Dom’s tight entrance, Billy stretching him gently and tenderly petting the inner walls with the tips of his fingers. After teasing Dom until he’s thrashing desperately beneath him, having been reduced to a quivering jumble of nerves and sensation, Billy curls his fingers forward, finding Dom’s sweet spot. Pressing down on the spongy warmth, Billy sucks harder, feeling the velvet heat of Dom’s body clench around his fingers.
Half-sobbing with need, Dom loses himself in the overwhelming sensations as Billy gives him everything he could ever want or need, gently stripping away his control. Whimpering and begging profusely for release, Dom’s stormy blue-grey eyes lock with Billy’s intense green ones as he’s spun closer to the edge of bliss, threatening to fall at any moment. Then before Dom can open his mouth to warn Billy, Dom’s sweat-slicked spine arches in a bow as a long, shuddering spasm overtakes his lithe body and he cries out hoarsely as he lets himself go.
Salty release coats Billy’s pointy tongue as Dom’s comes, almost violently, longer and harder than Billy has ever seen Dom come before. Swallowing greedily, Billy laps at Dom’s softening cock, consuming every last drop as Dom mewls weakly, sprawled against the pillow, watching through half lidded eyes, unable to move. Giving the head of Dom’s shaft one last, affectionate kiss, Billy slides up to lay his cheek on Dom’s heaving stomach, his fingertip tracing the circle of Dom’s navel in slow, lazy caress.
Several minutes pass, soft murmurs of enjoyment filling the quiet as Billy presses a series of nibbling kisses to Dom’s smooth, taut belly. Eyes closed and breath hitching, Dom is unable to move as Billy lovingly explores every last inch of damp skin that he can reach. A shiver ripples through Billy’s body when Dom’s fingers card through his ginger hair, fingertips stroking the nape of his neck. Lifting his head and looking up at Dom, Billy smiles.
“Hey.”
“C’mere,” Dom requests in a low, raspy voice, eyes dark with passion.
Leaving a trail of hot, moist kisses up Dom’s sated body, Billy nestles himself between Dom’s splayed thighs and brings their mouths together in a tongue tangling kiss. A squeak of surprise slips out of Dom’s mouth when he tastes something unfamiliar on Billy’s tongue, causing Billy to pull back and smile at the quizzical look on Dom’s face as he licks his lips.
“That’s you,” Billy whispers tenderly before bringing their mouths back together.
Wrapping his arms and legs around Billy, Dom arches his back and gasps when he feels Billy’s arousal pressing against his belly.
“Billy, you’re hard,” he murmurs into Billy’s mouth. “So hard.”
“It’s okay,” Billy replies, tipping his head to one side and nibbling on the tendon in Dom’s neck. “Don’t worry about it. I can take care of it in a minute.”
“If you don’t want to be inside me, there are other ways,” Dom says quietly. “I could-”
“I love being inside you, Dommie,” Billy interrupts with a kiss. “It’s incredible.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Dom asks huskily, sliding a hand between their bodies and wrapping his fingers around their cocks and gently squeezing them together.
Bucking his hips in surprise, Billy’s eyes widen when he feels Dom begin to swell and stiffen against him.
“Dommie,” he pants, their lips less than an inch apart.
“Do you want me, Billy?” Dom whispers, his thumb sliding over the slick, leaking head of Billy’s now throbbing arousal.
“God yes,” Billy chokes out, thrusting desperately into Dom’s fist. “So much. Always, Dommie.”
Cupping Billy’s scruffy cheek with his free hand, Dom forces their eyes to lock. “Then take me.”
In moments Billy’s fingers are coated in lubricant and he’s breaching Dom’s tight entrance for a second time this morning, slowly and carefully scissoring back and forth to gently stretch Dom wider. Impatiently, Dom’s obscenely long tongue thrusts between Billy’s swollen lips, hands sliding down his back, pulling their aroused bodies tightly together.
“Now,” he moans into Billy’s mouth. “Now, Billy.”
Withdrawing his fingers and cupping Dom’s hip, Billy covers Dom’s lush lips in a sensuous kiss as their bodies slide together fully. Mouth falling open as he moans in ecstasy, Dom jerks his hips up helplessly as Billy begins to thrust into his tight heat.
Dipping his head and finding a particularly sensitive spot on Dom’s neck, Billy nibbles and sucks on the delicate skin, slipping a hand under Dom’s back as their bodies continue to rock together, speed and intensity building quickly. Billy’s fingertips slide along Dom’s lean spine, down to the dip where his body arches up into Billy’s intimate touch.
Writhing and bucking wildly with pleasure, Dom bows beneath Billy, his heaving chest and taut belly rising as his head falls back, exposing his throat. Unable to resist the column of sweat sheened flesh, Billy feasts on the tender, salty skin of Dom’s neck, kissing, licking and sucking, unintentionally marking him.
Thrusting into Dom’s willing body, Billy pulls him forward slightly, sliding deeper, all the way to the hilt, feeling Dom clench around him as a ragged jolt of pleasure rushes across his face. Crying out hoarsely, Dom cups Billy’s cheek, bringing their mouths together in a hungry kiss.
“Right there,” Dom moans wantonly, panting for breath and shamelessly begging for more. “Harder, Billy. Harder.”
Melting into the sweet smell of Dom’s shuddering, lithe body, Billy’s hands cling to Dom’s narrow shoulders as he wordlessly agrees to Dom’s request. Limbs entwined and lips meeting in wet, passionate kisses, Billy thrusts deep, letting Dom’s mewling cries of pleasure guide his movements.
It isn’t long before Billy’s body pulls up tight, the intense need to come driving him on, pounding into Dom’s slender body, refusing to let go until Dom finds his blissful release.
Whimpering at the intensely erotic sensations rushing through his body as their eyes lock, Dom whispers three words into Billy’s cherubic mouth.
“Come for me.”
A ragged moan rips from Billy’s throat as he comes hard, spilling himself inside Dom in several long, passionate thrusts. Covering Dom’s swollen mouth with his own, Billy fervently kisses Dom through his orgasm, muffling the cries of pleasure as the slippery wetness of Dom’s second release coats their bellies.
Staying intimately locked, Billy collapses over Dom, his breath uneven and hitching against Dom’s throat, even as it slows to normal. A soft kiss is pressed to the side of Billy’s head as Dom’s gentle hands slide over Billy’s trembling, sweaty body in comforting caresses, his fingertips rubbing at the small of Billy’s back. Several minutes pass before Billy speaks, finally breaking the comfortable silence.
“I just realized, I forgot to ask you if you’re a morning person,” he says, pressing a tender kiss to Dom’s damp neck.
“Do you mean two screaming orgasms weren’t enough to convince you?” Dom asks, eyes twinkling with amusement as Billy pushes himself up on his elbows so their eyes can meet.
Laughing warmly, Billy playfully nuzzles Dom’s nose before bringing their lips together in a sweet, unhurried kiss.
“You are so amazing, Dommie,” Billy says softly, gazing in Dom’s half lidded, sated eyes. “Not to mention beautiful. And incredibly sexy.”
“I’ll need another minute if you want to try for a third,” Dom adds with a grin.
“That’s not what I meant,” Billy says with a laugh, bracing himself on his elbows and slipping out of Dom’s body, eliciting a whimper.
“Don’t go,” Dom requests softly. “Stay.”
“I’m squashing you, Dommie,” Billy explains, stretching out on the mattress beside Dom and cuddling him close. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good.” Stifling a yawn, Dom gives Billy a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”
Billy can’t help but grin. “Tired?”
“Yeah.”
“We should go back to sleep,” Billy says, grabbing the sheet and wiping the glittering fluid from their bellies. “It’s early.”
“Want to spoon?” Dom asks.
“Whatever you want. As long as I get to get hold you,” Billy replies, cupping Dom’s cheek and brushing his thumb over the soft bow of Dom’s upper lip.
“Deal.”
Flipping over onto his side with his back to Billy, Dom wriggles around on the mattress until they are cuddled up together, Billy’s arm winding around Dom’s slender waist, small hand splaying over his belly. Shifting a little, Billy slides his other arm under Dom’s side of the pillow they share, his small, perfect nose nuzzling into the nape of Dom’s neck.
“Do I snore?” Dom asks suddenly, looking over his shoulder at Billy.
“You didn’t make a sound last night, Dommie,” Billy replies with a gentle smile. “What about me?”
“Uh, you do this little whistling thing actually, but it’s really kinda sexy,” Dom tells him, a faint blush pinking his cheeks.
“Sexy? Really?”
“It goes with the rest of you,” Dom answers suggestively, teasingly rubbing his arse into Billy’s lap for a moment before settling back onto the pillow.
“You think I’m sexy?” Billy whispers in Dom’s ear, nibbling the fleshy lobe.
“Have you looked in the mirror lately?” Dom retorts, albeit a bit breathlessly. “Or listened to your voice? God, your voice.”
“Are you saying you like my accent?” Billy replies, murmuring hotly in Dom’s ear, deliberately thickening his Scottish brogue. “Dommeh? Love?”
“Let me put it this way, Billy,” Dom says softly, laying his hand over Billy’s hand where it rests on his belly, lacing their fingers together. “If I hadn’t been sitting down when you introduced yourself at the pub, you would’ve seen just how fast I fell for you.”
“Good to know,” Billy says, kissing Dom’s neck before laying his head on the pillow next to Dom’s. “That’s very good to know.”
Although Billy seems to drop off to sleep again rather quickly, Dom finds himself unable to, painful memories of the past refusing to remain locked up where they belong. Not wanting to disturb Billy’s rest, Dom stays perfectly still, finally surrendering to his exhaustion and falling asleep a long while later.
* * * * *
It’s Billy’s whispering in Dom’s ear that finally rouses Dom from the highly erotic dream he’d been enjoying just moments before.
“Wake up, Dommie,” Billy says softly, fingers stroking his belly in a slow, seductive rhythm.
“Again?” Dom replies sleepily. “I was kidding about the third orgasm, Bills.”
“I know that. I didn’t wake you up because I want to have sex,” Billy murmurs in a low voice, shifting on the mattress so Dom can roll onto his back, stretch leisurely, and finally meet his gaze.
“Then why did you wake me up?” Dom asks, a frown furrowing his brow as he yawns widely. “I’m tired.”
“Well, you may want to sleep, but this belly of yours is demanding attention in the form of food,” Billy tells him with a laugh, rubbing his hand over Dom’s stomach.
As if on cue, a loud growl fills the air, causing heat to warm Dom’s cheeks.
“I was going to offer to take you out to breakfast anywhere you wanted to go, but then I realized that-”
“Getting dressed would be required,” Dom finishes with a knowing smile.
Grinning impishly, Billy brings their mouths together for a soft, lingering kiss. “Exactly. This means we have to make breakfast because I am not sharing this view with anyone.”
Drawing Dom into his arms and holding him firmly, Billy rolls onto his back so Dom is sprawled over him.
“Billy-”
“This,” Billy adds with playful, possessive growl, small hands sliding down Dom’s lean back, caressing the warm, soft skin, “Is mine. All mine.”
Bracing himself on his elbows, Dom tries to move off of Billy, but Billy tightens his hold, ensuring that Dom can’t leave. “Stay,” he requests, kissing Dom’s cheek. “I want to hold you.”
“I’m heavy, Bills,” Dom protests. “I need to starting running or join a gym or something. I’m getting fat.”
“You are not fat!” Billy cries indignantly, giving Dom an incredulous look. “You’re beautiful, Dommie. Lovely.”
Dom scoffs and arches an eyebrow. “Have you seen my arse lately?"
Grinning suggestively, Billy’s hands slip lower to cup the sweet curve of tantalizing flesh currently being discussed, giving both cheeks a gentle squeeze. “As a matter of fact, I have,” he says in a low, teasing voice. “And I think it’s rather spectacular.”
Whimpering softly, Dom closes his eyes briefly as he attempts to regain control. “That’s not fair, Bills.”
“Too bad,” Billy retorts softly. “And for the record, I think you could gain a wee bit more. Then you’d fit perfectly in my hands.”
“Are you saying my weight should be determined by how my arse and your hands go together?” Dom asks with a bemused smile.
“Have you got a better idea?” Billy asks, completely dead pan. A moment later he grins, raising his head so their lips meet again and rolling their bodies over so their positions are reversed. “In the meantime, we need to have some breakfast. “
“Not porridge,” Dom begs, lower lip thrust out in a sexy pout. “I’ll eat anything except porridge.”
“Okay. How about this? I’ll make you anything you want, but I get to pick where we eat it,” Billy offers, eyes twinkling as a sly grin turns up the corner of his mouth.
“I know exactly what I want,” Dom says seductively, the corners of his crooked mouth turning up in a sexy, provocative smile.
* * * * *
Just over twenty minutes later, breakfast is served. A large plate, once layered with golden pancakes, rests on a kitchen towel on Dom’s bare belly as he lays stretched out on the bed, arms at his sides. Resting on his hip and pressed into Dom’s body, Billy uses a fork to cut away a syrupy piece from the last pancake before guiding it up Dom’s smooth chest to his open and waiting mouth. The sheet and coverlet have been shoved half way down the large, comfortable bed, only keeping their legs and feet covered.
Gazing up at Billy adoringly, Dom chews the sweet bite, licking his lips and staring lustily at the curves and planes of Billy’s equally naked body, aching to reach over and caress the pale skin being warmed by the soft rays of sunlight shining through the window.
“I love the way you make breakfast in bed,” he says fondly when his mouth is empty.
“I love how you think I don’t notice that you put three spoonfuls of sugar on your porridge every morning when I’m not looking,” Billy replies mildly, laughing when Dom’s jaw drops open in shock.
“You knew?”
“Of course I did. You’re not the only one who fills the sugar bowl there, Dommie.”
Cutting off another piece of pancake, Billy pops it into his mouth, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Dom says nothing as Billy chews and swallows, his mind caught up in thought.
“What?” Billy asks, licking a stray drop of syrup off his lower lip.
“I was just thinking how stupid we were,” Dom replies, gazing thoughtfully at Billy. “All this time, and we never realized how each other felt.”
“I thought you might have gotten a clue when I gave you the combination for the safe,” Billy admits, waving the fork and offering a bite of food to Dom.
“Why?” Dom asks before accepting the syrupy treat. “Because you trusted me with it?” he adds after swallowing.
“No. Because of the numbers,” Billy says quietly, laying the fork down on the plate.
Confused, Dom frowns. “The numbers?”
“Two. Nine. Ninety-eight,” Billy recites, his eyes never leaving Dom’s. “2nd of September, 1998. The day we met.”
“Oh my God,” Dom whispers, reaching over and running his fingers through Billy’s tousled, ginger hair and cupping his scruffy cheek. “You’re a romantic, Bills.”
“Aye. When it comes to you, I am.”
“You know, Mark tried to tell me how you felt, and I didn’t get it,” Dom says, shaking his head in disbelief. “I couldn’t make myself even consider it.”
“Mark?” Billy repeats, picking up the fork again. “What do you mean?”
“The day you were sick, he said you’d been a real prat while I was gone,” Dom tells him with a smile. “He figured part of it was because you missed me so much.”
Billy snorts as he stabs a square of pancake. “I was fecking terrified that you were going to call and say that you weren’t going to come back. Stay in Manchester for good. I was a right bastard when I wasn’t sloshed or talking to you.”
“Yeah, I noticed the rubbish bag in the kitchen. Takeaway and scotch.” Dom grins. “Well balanced diet there, Bills. Impressive, really.”
“Oh shut it,” Billy fires back softly. “I missed you, so much.”
“Missed you, too,” Dom murmurs affectionately, fingers stroking Billy’s shoulder as he chews and swallows. “Missed seeing your face. Your fingers in my hair, rubbing the back of my neck.”
Recalling a memory, Billy ducks his head and smiles to himself.
“What?” Dom asks, nudging Billy’s chin up.
“Do you remember the night we ran into each other and went for pizza?” Billy asks, nuzzling into Dom’s palm.
“Sure. Why?”
“Well, it wasn’t an accident that I ran into you,” Billy reveals. “I was looking out my window, wanting to go see you, and then I saw you walk into the store. I turned off the cooker, grabbed my jacket and ran, hoping that I’d get to talk to you.”
“Talk?”
“Aye, talk. I liked that first night at the pub, where we just sat in the booth and had a conversation. I missed that,” Billy explains. “I wanted to see you and not have it be about sex. I wanted you to relax and enjoy yourself. When I realized you hadn’t eaten, I saw my chance and asked you out.”
“That was a date?” Dom asks softly as his eyes widen in surprise, remembering how comfortable he’d been that night as they’d sat in the back of the restaurant, the hours passing far too quickly. How normal he’d felt.
“I like to think of it as one,” Billy replies shyly. “Until I fucked it all up with the sex. Sorry about that.”
“Actually, I think it was me who fucked it all up,” Dom says thoughtfully. “I really freaked you out when I told you it was no charge. I can’t blame you for running.”
“It wasn’t that, Dommie,” Billy whispers, gazing into Dom’s warm, expressive eyes. “That’s not why I left so quickly.”
“Then why?” Dom asks, curious to hear Billy’s answer.
“I was nervous and I drank more than I should have,” Billy says in reply. “And I wanted you so much, Dommie. God, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I had to touch you.”
“I remember,” Dom says fondly.
“I didn’t mean to fall asleep, but I just felt so comfortable, laying in your arms. Inside you. When you woke me up, I realized that I wished that we could spend the whole night together,” Billy continues. “I never wanted to leave and that scared me. I didn’t know how to tell you, so I ran. Having to go to London the next morning was a convenient excuse.”
“I wanted you to stay, too,” Dom admits softly. “You made me feel things that night that I’d never felt before. When I asked you if you wanted to come in, it was because I wanted you to. I wanted you, and it wasn’t just about sex. It was more than that.”
“Oh Dommie-” Billy whispers, his gaze never wavering.
“I realized that you’d fallen asleep and I couldn’t help myself; I touched you. I held you. Smelled you.” Pausing to take a deep breath, Dom sighs. “And then I woke you up.”
“You’re right,” Billy announces. “We were stupid.”
“Were,” Dom repeats with a nod. “But not anymore.”
“Do you want the last bite?” Billy asks, nodding at the nearly empty plate.
“Yeah, but don’t use the fork,” Dom replies, eyes twinkling mischievously. “Or your hands.”
Arching an eyebrow, Billy dips his head, taking the syrupy square between his sharp teeth and braces his weight on his palms before he crawls up the length of Dom’s slender body. Mouths coming together, the piece of pancake is slowly nibbled in two, tongues tangling and lips sucking the sweetness from one another. When they finally part, Dom giggles.
“Now that’s the way to eat breakfast in bed,” he declares, shifting and stretching luxuriously like a cat, relishing in the warm sun.
“Oh Dommie,” Billy murmurs hotly against Dom’s lips. “My beautiful, wanton lover.”
“Have we got a napkin somewhere?” Dom asks between nibbling kisses. “I’m a little sticky.”
Glancing down, Billy realizes that he accidentally dripped some syrup on Dom’s chest. Eyes smoldering, Billy slides the plate and towel off of Dom’s flat belly and onto the night stand for safe keeping so their bodies can press together completely as he laps up the golden liquid from Dom’s skin with his pointy, pink tongue. Once Dom’s lean body has been licked clean, Billy stretches out on the bed beside Dom, pulling the sheet and coverlet over them and taking the younger man into his arms once again.
“Mmmmm, there’s that smell again,” Dom murmurs, cuddling into Billy’s embrace, relishing in the warmth as the coverlet settles over them. “I love that smell.”
Eyes fluttering closed, Billy smiles, pressing the occasional kiss to Dom’s hair as they lightly doze. Dom has nearly fallen asleep when suddenly Billy pulls away, gasping in shock.
“Oh my God,” he says before covering his mouth with his small hand.
“What?” Dom asks, looking around and seeing nothing to could explain Billy’s behavior.
“Oh God,” Billy repeats, staring into Dom’s confused eyes as he pushes himself up into a sitting position.
“Billy, what?” Dom says, mimicking Billy’s movements. “You’re scaring me.”
“It was my fault,” Billy whispers.
“What was your fault?” Dom asks, reaching over and cupping Billy’s cheek.
“Last night you said that on the nights I’d come see you, you’d lay on the sheet where I’d been and stay there for the rest of the night,” Billy explains, his voice wavering as realization sinks in, twisting his stomach into tight knots. “You didn’t go back out.”
“Yeah,” Dom replies, nodding in agreement. “What is this about, Billy?”
“You didn’t go back out there, which means you made less money,” Billy says in a frantic rush, his breath hitching. “The more I came to see you, the less money you made, and that’s why you couldn’t afford to eat.”
“Oh shite,” Dom curses under his breath, realizing what he’s inadvertently revealed. “Billy-”
“You were getting thinner and thinner, every time I saw you, and it was all my fault.” Guilty tears fill Billy’s sad eyes. “I was the one who made you so sick.”
“Billy, stop,” Dom orders, pressing close to Billy and cupping his cupid face in his hands. “This wasn’t your fault. Please don’t blame yourself. Please.”
“But-”
“It was my choice, Billy,” Dom interrupts firmly. “I knew what I was doing. I made the choice.”
“But Dommie-”
“And I’m not sorry,” Dom finishes, looking deep into Billy’s intense, green eyes. “Falling asleep with you on my skin was a gift. It’s what helped me to keep going. That, and knowing that I was going to see you again.”
“Promise me that you’ll never do that again,” Billy requests, taking Dom’s hands in his. “Promise me that you’ll never do anything that’ll hurt you. Please. I couldn’t bear it if you-”
“Shhh. I promise,” Dom vows, cuddling into Billy’s body and rocking back and forth. “I’m never going to get sick like that, ever again.”
Guiding Billy back down so he’s laying on the mattress, Dom pulls the coverlet over them again, pressing close and petting Billy’s wild hair.
“I’m sorry,” Billy whispers, blinking back the excess moisture clouding his vision. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t see what was right in front of me, Dommie.”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” Dom insists, gazing deep into Billy’s eyes. “You love me, and that makes everything that happened worth it.”
Sliding down a few inches, Dom snuggles further into Billy’s warm body and furry chest, their heads resting on the same pillow and noses almost touching.
Enjoying the simple pleasure of each others’ touch, there is no need for words as their mouths meet in feathery kisses, legs entwining to keep their bodies close. Long minutes pass before the quiet is disturbed again.
“What did you mean, when you said that you’d allowed your eyes to be clouded with a ridiculous fantasy of love?” Billy asks softly, his fingers slipping around Dom’s narrow waist and tracing the back dimples above his arse.
“I was young and foolish,” Dom replies in a low voice, hoping to deflect the question. “That’s all.”
“I think there’s more to it than that,” Billy says thoughtfully, noticing that Dom can’t or won’t meet his eyes. “Much more.”
“It was a really long time ago, Billy,” Dom adds, stomach twisting and tightening. “I’ve moved on from it.”
“Dommie, will you tell me about him?” Billy asks carefully, stroking his bare back in gentle, soothing caresses.
“Who?”
“Your boyfriend,” Billy clarifies, not allowing Dom to avoid answering the question. “The one you loved.”
“Why?” Dom whispers tightly.
“Isn’t he the one who hurt you?” Billy asks softly, tipping up Dom’s chin so their eyes finally meet.
The glistening tears in Dom’s suddenly pain-stricken eyes is answer enough.
“Will you tell me what he did to you?”
* * * * *
Chapter 17
Author:
dylan_dufresne Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17, again.
Summary: Necessities, wake up calls, and location decisions.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated as it’s my drug of choice. Just call me a junkie. I won’t deny it.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality.
A/N: Wee warning of angst. Beta'd by
frojane. Thanks a lot sweetie.Previous Parts: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15
Chapter 16
“C’mon Billy, let me go,” Dom repeats, hands pushing at Billy’s arms.
“No,” Billy cries, opening his eyes and tightening his hold around Dom’s bare waist. “Stay, Dommie. Please.”
“For fuck’s sake Billy, don’t squeeze!” Dom nearly yells, hand clutching Billy’s bicep tightly as he tenses further. “My bladder is about to explode.”
Immediately, Billy releases his iron grip on Dom’s body, watching as the younger man kicks back the coverlet and scrambles out of bed, dashing naked across the moonlit room and disappearing into the loo. Less than two minutes later Billy hears the boom and hiss of plumbing, and then Dom is standing in the doorway, head tilting to one side.
“Hey,” he says softly, leaning against the wall and self-consciously rubbing the back of his neck.
“Better?”
Dom grins. “Yeah. Much.”
“God, you’re so beautiful, Dommie,” Billy says tenderly, gazing at Dom’s lithe body, bathed in the soft blue light. “Wish I had a camera.”
Blushing fiercely to the tips of his ears, Dom ducks his head shyly. “Billy-”
“So the perpetually tiny bladder strikes again,” Billy says with a smile, changing the subject before Dom can request it.
“I’m sorry,” Dom says as he slowly walks back over to the bed. “I didn’t want to wake you. I mean, you looked like you were sleeping so peacefully. I tried to slip out of bed without waking you up, but whenever I moved, you just held me tighter and tighter. I couldn’t-”
“Get your sexy British arse over here,” Billy interrupts quietly, patting the mattress next to him. “Bed feels empty without you.”
Dom has barely touched the sheets when he’s enfolded in Billy’s strong arms and flipped over onto his back to be kissed, deeply and warmly. Tongue plunging into Dom’s sweet mouth, one of Billy’s small hands slips around the nape of Dom’s neck while the other cups a warm, round cheek of Dom’s arse, squeezing it gently. Moaning, Dom clings to Billy, returning his affection with equal fervor.
“You scared me,” Billy whispers when they finally part for some much needed oxygen. “When I felt you pulling away from me, I panicked.”
“I’m sorry,” Dom replies softly, pressing feathery kisses to Billy scruffy cheeks and warm, wet mouth. “I’m so sorry.”
“You’re not sorry that we-”
“No!” Dom interrupts quickly, shaking his head. “Not for one second.”
Relief sliding through his limbs, Billy smiles. “Good. I don’t think I could handle it if you were.”
Fingers threading through Dom’s silky hair, Billy brings their lips back together for a tender kiss, their actions saying more than what a thousand words could express.
“It’s late. Are you ready to go back to sleep now?” Dom asks, craning his neck to glance over at the clock on the nightstand. “I promise I’ll be here in the morning.”
“Aye,” Billy replies, stifling a yawn. “That sounds good. Really good.”
Shifting so Dom is once again cuddled to his chest, Billy smiles as Dom slips a hand under his shoulder and nudges a knee between Billy’s bare thighs to bring their bodies closer. Limbs completely entwined, Dom settles into the circle of Billy’s arms, sighing with contentment.
“Love you,” Dom whispers sleepily.
Kissing Dom’s forehead, Billy smiles. “Love you, too, Dommie.”
Eyes fluttering open, Billy immediately becomes aware of soft, warm skin and a slender body wrapped around him, moist breath flowing across his throat. Dom. A sleepy, affectionate smile turns up the corners of Billy’s cherubic mouth as he ever so carefully shifts a few inches to get a better look at Dom in this unguarded moment.
Long, dark eyelashes flutter against Dom’s cheeks, his sweet lips formed into a perfect, inviting pucker as he sleeps. Chest rising and falling with each slow, deep breath, Dom’s facial features are soft and relaxed, making him appear even younger than usual, innocent even, almost angelic. Comfortable and content, Billy is overwhelmed by how achingly beautiful Dom is, cradled in his arms. Evidently Dom moved a wee bit in his sleep, as his long leg is now laying possessively across Billy’s thighs, his morning erection pressing into Billy’s bare hip. The weight of Dom’s body sprawled over Billy is a welcome one, Dom’s breathing deep and warm on his neck.
Cuddling closer, Billy dips his head and buries his nose in Dom’s tousled hair, inhaling deeply and drawing the sweet aroma clinging to the silky strands into his lungs. Opening his eyes and looking down at Dom, Billy watches the faint rays of the morning sunlight fall across his peaceful face, making him wish for a second time that he had a camera to capture the moment, so he’d have it forever. Unable to stop himself, Billy gently tips Dom’s chin up and brushes his lips over Dom’s in a feathery caress before trailing a line of soft kisses down the smooth column of Dom’s neck.
Sighing under his breath, Dom lets his head fall back, completely vulnerable as he exposes his throat. At the same time, Dom tightens his leg around Billy, his fingers lazily sliding up and down over Billy’s ribs.
“My eyes aren’t open yet and you’re already kissing me,” Dom murmurs sleepily, arching into Billy’s body. “If this is a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up.”
“It’s not a dream, Dommie,” Billy whispers, nibbling at the tendon in his neck. “It’s real.”
“C’mere.”
At Dom’s gentle request, Billy looks up into Dom’s half-lidded, smoldering eyes.
“I want to kiss you,” Dom adds softly. “Taste you.”
Smiling, Billy brings their mouths together in a long, unhurried, tender exchange, drawing Dom’s pouty lower lip into his mouth and sucking the sexy curve of flesh. When a breathy moan of pleasure slips past Dom’s lips, Billy deepens the kiss, rocking his hips forward and rubbing his hardening arousal against Dom’s inner thigh.
“More,” Dom whimpers, winding both arms around Billy’s chest and rolling onto his back.
Moving with Dom so he’s nestled snugly between Dom’s splayed thighs, Billy braces himself on his elbows and does as Dom asks, lips meeting and parting wetly, tongues tangling in a lazy dance.
Finally breaking the warm, passionate kiss, Billy smoothes Dom’s hair back and playfully rubs his nose against Dom’s. “Good morning,” he says softly.
Laughing gently, Dom nuzzles back. “Hey.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Good. You?”
“I woke up with you in my arms,” Billy replies lovingly. “I believe this qualifies as perfect.”
“Oh, I think there’s one thing that would make it even better,” Dom says suggestively, his hands sliding along Billy’s spine, all the way down to his arse.
“What’s that?” Billy murmurs in a low, throaty voice.
“To have you inside me again.”
Smiling gently, Billy gives Dom a knowing look. “You don’t have to-”
“I want you,” Dom interrupts quietly. “I need you. Please?”
Sinking into Dom’s embrace, Billy brings their lips together in a hungry kiss, moaning into Dom’s mouth when he wraps his long legs snugly around Billy’s narrow waist. Giving himself over to the passion rushing through his body, Billy teases the roof of Dom’s mouth and then finds the sensitive spot under his tongue, grinning when Dom shivers pleasantly at the sensation. It’s long minutes later when Billy finally breaks the kiss, giving Dom’s swollen lower lip one last nibble.
“Where are you going?” Dom asks, whimpering at the loss of Billy’s mouth on his.
“I’m just saying good morning to the rest of you,” Billy replies impishly, eyes sparkling as he slides down Dom’s lithe body, guiding Dom’s legs back down to the mattress.
To begin, Billy trails hot, moist kisses along Dom’s slender neck, down to the hollow of his throat, nuzzling and lapping with his tongue to taste the salt on Dom’s skin. Sighing with pleasure, Dom tips his head to give Billy more room to work, his fingers sliding over Billy’s pale shoulders.
“So soft,” Billy murmurs. “You’re like silk, Dommie. God I love touching you.”
Moving further down Dom’s body as it becomes more and more aroused, Billy’s bow shaped lips slide to the left, finding a dusky pink nipple and nibbling at the tiny bud, teasing it into a stiff, rosy peak. At Dom’s whimpering, breathless request from him to continue, Billy moves to its neglected twin, repeating the action, sucking the nub ever so gently and humming around the mouthful of tantalizing flesh.
Writhing beneath Billy, Dom cries out softly, biting down on his lower lip briefly and panting for breath. While Dom’s fingers card through his ginger hair to hold him close, Billy’s warm, wet tongue slides over Dom’s ribs, his scruffy cheek rubbing the soft skin of Dom’s taut stomach.
“Billy,” Dom murmurs under his breath, body undulating with desire and need. “Please.”
Dom is unprepared for the sensation of Billy’s pointy tongue suddenly thrusting lustily into his navel and sucking the tender circle of flesh into his mouth. Arching off the bed with a ragged moan, Dom watches helplessly as Billy lovingly worships his body, his desire to bring Dom pleasure clear in his passionate green eyes.
Instead of sliding up the bed and reaching for the bottle of lubricant, Billy moves even lower, small hands cupping Dom’s narrow hips as his mouth presses hot, moist kisses to Dom’s quivering belly, well below his navel. Inhaling the heady scent of Dom’s arousal, Billy nuzzles his nose into the fine, dark hair of Dom’s treasure trail, his breath warm and uneven against the petal soft skin. Blowing air across Dom’s damp flesh, Billy can see the goose bumps forming as he covers Dom’s slender body with tender, loving kisses.
“Oh God,” Dom gasps, chest heaving as he struggles keep the fragile hold on his control. “Billy-”
When Billy’s small hand wraps around his already throbbing and leaking erection, Dom groans lustily and thrusts his hips up, craving more of Billy’s intimate touch. Thumb tip sliding over the slick head of Dom’s arousal, Billy suddenly dips his head and presses a gentle, sucking kiss to the swollen flesh. Dom’s reaction is to cry out loudly, long, elegant fingers tightening in Billy’s hair, overcome with need, but careful not to cause any pain.
“Can I suck you, Dommie?” Billy requests softly, gazing up at him with adoring eyes, petting Dom’s quivering belly in slow caresses. “I want to taste you.”
Completely engulfed in desire and arousal, Dom unsteadily nods his consent when his voice refuses to obey. Emotions bubble up inside, and Dom bites down on the inside of his cheek, clutching his pillow with both hands until the wave of tears threatening to fall is pushed back. This is not the time. A moment later, Dom looks down and witnesses the head of his cock being taken into Billy’s swollen, cherubic mouth and caressed by his pointy, talented tongue. The sensation is exquisite, and Dom can’t stop a soft wail of need escaping his lips as he raises his knees and rocks his hips forward, wordlessly asking for Billy to continue.
Moving slowly, Billy wraps his fingers around the base of Dom’s hard erection, pointy tongue sliding along the swollen shaft as he takes more of Dom into his mouth. Shifting a little, Billy tucks himself up against Dom’s body as close as he can, the backs of Dom’s thighs touching his shoulders. Withdrawing slightly, Billy allows some of Dom’s cock to slip out of his mouth, but keeps the tip between his lips, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Looking up to meet Dom’s intense gaze, Billy then sinks down on the slippery flesh, taking as much of Dom into his mouth and throat as he can.
Eagerly bobbing his head up and down, Billy caresses Dom’s shaft in slow, lazy sucks, drawing out Dom’s pleasure. Sliding his hand up the inside of one of Dom’s raised legs, Billy’s fingers stroke the soft skin along his inner thigh in a sensuous, tantalizing rhythm that matches his mouth. When Dom lets out a whimpering mewl and his legs fall open in invitation, Billy moistens two digits and carefully presses them between the round cheeks of Dom’s arse, seeking and teasing at his warm, tight entrance to maximize Dom’s enjoyment. Hollowing his cheeks, Billy buries his small, perfect nose in Dom’s curls, watching Dom’s smoldering eyes as he sucks harder, causing Dom to moan wantonly and writhe beneath him.
First one small finger and then two slip into Dom’s tight entrance, Billy stretching him gently and tenderly petting the inner walls with the tips of his fingers. After teasing Dom until he’s thrashing desperately beneath him, having been reduced to a quivering jumble of nerves and sensation, Billy curls his fingers forward, finding Dom’s sweet spot. Pressing down on the spongy warmth, Billy sucks harder, feeling the velvet heat of Dom’s body clench around his fingers.
Half-sobbing with need, Dom loses himself in the overwhelming sensations as Billy gives him everything he could ever want or need, gently stripping away his control. Whimpering and begging profusely for release, Dom’s stormy blue-grey eyes lock with Billy’s intense green ones as he’s spun closer to the edge of bliss, threatening to fall at any moment. Then before Dom can open his mouth to warn Billy, Dom’s sweat-slicked spine arches in a bow as a long, shuddering spasm overtakes his lithe body and he cries out hoarsely as he lets himself go.
Salty release coats Billy’s pointy tongue as Dom’s comes, almost violently, longer and harder than Billy has ever seen Dom come before. Swallowing greedily, Billy laps at Dom’s softening cock, consuming every last drop as Dom mewls weakly, sprawled against the pillow, watching through half lidded eyes, unable to move. Giving the head of Dom’s shaft one last, affectionate kiss, Billy slides up to lay his cheek on Dom’s heaving stomach, his fingertip tracing the circle of Dom’s navel in slow, lazy caress.
Several minutes pass, soft murmurs of enjoyment filling the quiet as Billy presses a series of nibbling kisses to Dom’s smooth, taut belly. Eyes closed and breath hitching, Dom is unable to move as Billy lovingly explores every last inch of damp skin that he can reach. A shiver ripples through Billy’s body when Dom’s fingers card through his ginger hair, fingertips stroking the nape of his neck. Lifting his head and looking up at Dom, Billy smiles.
“Hey.”
“C’mere,” Dom requests in a low, raspy voice, eyes dark with passion.
Leaving a trail of hot, moist kisses up Dom’s sated body, Billy nestles himself between Dom’s splayed thighs and brings their mouths together in a tongue tangling kiss. A squeak of surprise slips out of Dom’s mouth when he tastes something unfamiliar on Billy’s tongue, causing Billy to pull back and smile at the quizzical look on Dom’s face as he licks his lips.
“That’s you,” Billy whispers tenderly before bringing their mouths back together.
Wrapping his arms and legs around Billy, Dom arches his back and gasps when he feels Billy’s arousal pressing against his belly.
“Billy, you’re hard,” he murmurs into Billy’s mouth. “So hard.”
“It’s okay,” Billy replies, tipping his head to one side and nibbling on the tendon in Dom’s neck. “Don’t worry about it. I can take care of it in a minute.”
“If you don’t want to be inside me, there are other ways,” Dom says quietly. “I could-”
“I love being inside you, Dommie,” Billy interrupts with a kiss. “It’s incredible.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Dom asks huskily, sliding a hand between their bodies and wrapping his fingers around their cocks and gently squeezing them together.
Bucking his hips in surprise, Billy’s eyes widen when he feels Dom begin to swell and stiffen against him.
“Dommie,” he pants, their lips less than an inch apart.
“Do you want me, Billy?” Dom whispers, his thumb sliding over the slick, leaking head of Billy’s now throbbing arousal.
“God yes,” Billy chokes out, thrusting desperately into Dom’s fist. “So much. Always, Dommie.”
Cupping Billy’s scruffy cheek with his free hand, Dom forces their eyes to lock. “Then take me.”
In moments Billy’s fingers are coated in lubricant and he’s breaching Dom’s tight entrance for a second time this morning, slowly and carefully scissoring back and forth to gently stretch Dom wider. Impatiently, Dom’s obscenely long tongue thrusts between Billy’s swollen lips, hands sliding down his back, pulling their aroused bodies tightly together.
“Now,” he moans into Billy’s mouth. “Now, Billy.”
Withdrawing his fingers and cupping Dom’s hip, Billy covers Dom’s lush lips in a sensuous kiss as their bodies slide together fully. Mouth falling open as he moans in ecstasy, Dom jerks his hips up helplessly as Billy begins to thrust into his tight heat.
Dipping his head and finding a particularly sensitive spot on Dom’s neck, Billy nibbles and sucks on the delicate skin, slipping a hand under Dom’s back as their bodies continue to rock together, speed and intensity building quickly. Billy’s fingertips slide along Dom’s lean spine, down to the dip where his body arches up into Billy’s intimate touch.
Writhing and bucking wildly with pleasure, Dom bows beneath Billy, his heaving chest and taut belly rising as his head falls back, exposing his throat. Unable to resist the column of sweat sheened flesh, Billy feasts on the tender, salty skin of Dom’s neck, kissing, licking and sucking, unintentionally marking him.
Thrusting into Dom’s willing body, Billy pulls him forward slightly, sliding deeper, all the way to the hilt, feeling Dom clench around him as a ragged jolt of pleasure rushes across his face. Crying out hoarsely, Dom cups Billy’s cheek, bringing their mouths together in a hungry kiss.
“Right there,” Dom moans wantonly, panting for breath and shamelessly begging for more. “Harder, Billy. Harder.”
Melting into the sweet smell of Dom’s shuddering, lithe body, Billy’s hands cling to Dom’s narrow shoulders as he wordlessly agrees to Dom’s request. Limbs entwined and lips meeting in wet, passionate kisses, Billy thrusts deep, letting Dom’s mewling cries of pleasure guide his movements.
It isn’t long before Billy’s body pulls up tight, the intense need to come driving him on, pounding into Dom’s slender body, refusing to let go until Dom finds his blissful release.
Whimpering at the intensely erotic sensations rushing through his body as their eyes lock, Dom whispers three words into Billy’s cherubic mouth.
“Come for me.”
A ragged moan rips from Billy’s throat as he comes hard, spilling himself inside Dom in several long, passionate thrusts. Covering Dom’s swollen mouth with his own, Billy fervently kisses Dom through his orgasm, muffling the cries of pleasure as the slippery wetness of Dom’s second release coats their bellies.
Staying intimately locked, Billy collapses over Dom, his breath uneven and hitching against Dom’s throat, even as it slows to normal. A soft kiss is pressed to the side of Billy’s head as Dom’s gentle hands slide over Billy’s trembling, sweaty body in comforting caresses, his fingertips rubbing at the small of Billy’s back. Several minutes pass before Billy speaks, finally breaking the comfortable silence.
“I just realized, I forgot to ask you if you’re a morning person,” he says, pressing a tender kiss to Dom’s damp neck.
“Do you mean two screaming orgasms weren’t enough to convince you?” Dom asks, eyes twinkling with amusement as Billy pushes himself up on his elbows so their eyes can meet.
Laughing warmly, Billy playfully nuzzles Dom’s nose before bringing their lips together in a sweet, unhurried kiss.
“You are so amazing, Dommie,” Billy says softly, gazing in Dom’s half lidded, sated eyes. “Not to mention beautiful. And incredibly sexy.”
“I’ll need another minute if you want to try for a third,” Dom adds with a grin.
“That’s not what I meant,” Billy says with a laugh, bracing himself on his elbows and slipping out of Dom’s body, eliciting a whimper.
“Don’t go,” Dom requests softly. “Stay.”
“I’m squashing you, Dommie,” Billy explains, stretching out on the mattress beside Dom and cuddling him close. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good.” Stifling a yawn, Dom gives Billy a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”
Billy can’t help but grin. “Tired?”
“Yeah.”
“We should go back to sleep,” Billy says, grabbing the sheet and wiping the glittering fluid from their bellies. “It’s early.”
“Want to spoon?” Dom asks.
“Whatever you want. As long as I get to get hold you,” Billy replies, cupping Dom’s cheek and brushing his thumb over the soft bow of Dom’s upper lip.
“Deal.”
Flipping over onto his side with his back to Billy, Dom wriggles around on the mattress until they are cuddled up together, Billy’s arm winding around Dom’s slender waist, small hand splaying over his belly. Shifting a little, Billy slides his other arm under Dom’s side of the pillow they share, his small, perfect nose nuzzling into the nape of Dom’s neck.
“Do I snore?” Dom asks suddenly, looking over his shoulder at Billy.
“You didn’t make a sound last night, Dommie,” Billy replies with a gentle smile. “What about me?”
“Uh, you do this little whistling thing actually, but it’s really kinda sexy,” Dom tells him, a faint blush pinking his cheeks.
“Sexy? Really?”
“It goes with the rest of you,” Dom answers suggestively, teasingly rubbing his arse into Billy’s lap for a moment before settling back onto the pillow.
“You think I’m sexy?” Billy whispers in Dom’s ear, nibbling the fleshy lobe.
“Have you looked in the mirror lately?” Dom retorts, albeit a bit breathlessly. “Or listened to your voice? God, your voice.”
“Are you saying you like my accent?” Billy replies, murmuring hotly in Dom’s ear, deliberately thickening his Scottish brogue. “Dommeh? Love?”
“Let me put it this way, Billy,” Dom says softly, laying his hand over Billy’s hand where it rests on his belly, lacing their fingers together. “If I hadn’t been sitting down when you introduced yourself at the pub, you would’ve seen just how fast I fell for you.”
“Good to know,” Billy says, kissing Dom’s neck before laying his head on the pillow next to Dom’s. “That’s very good to know.”
Although Billy seems to drop off to sleep again rather quickly, Dom finds himself unable to, painful memories of the past refusing to remain locked up where they belong. Not wanting to disturb Billy’s rest, Dom stays perfectly still, finally surrendering to his exhaustion and falling asleep a long while later.
It’s Billy’s whispering in Dom’s ear that finally rouses Dom from the highly erotic dream he’d been enjoying just moments before.
“Wake up, Dommie,” Billy says softly, fingers stroking his belly in a slow, seductive rhythm.
“Again?” Dom replies sleepily. “I was kidding about the third orgasm, Bills.”
“I know that. I didn’t wake you up because I want to have sex,” Billy murmurs in a low voice, shifting on the mattress so Dom can roll onto his back, stretch leisurely, and finally meet his gaze.
“Then why did you wake me up?” Dom asks, a frown furrowing his brow as he yawns widely. “I’m tired.”
“Well, you may want to sleep, but this belly of yours is demanding attention in the form of food,” Billy tells him with a laugh, rubbing his hand over Dom’s stomach.
As if on cue, a loud growl fills the air, causing heat to warm Dom’s cheeks.
“I was going to offer to take you out to breakfast anywhere you wanted to go, but then I realized that-”
“Getting dressed would be required,” Dom finishes with a knowing smile.
Grinning impishly, Billy brings their mouths together for a soft, lingering kiss. “Exactly. This means we have to make breakfast because I am not sharing this view with anyone.”
Drawing Dom into his arms and holding him firmly, Billy rolls onto his back so Dom is sprawled over him.
“Billy-”
“This,” Billy adds with playful, possessive growl, small hands sliding down Dom’s lean back, caressing the warm, soft skin, “Is mine. All mine.”
Bracing himself on his elbows, Dom tries to move off of Billy, but Billy tightens his hold, ensuring that Dom can’t leave. “Stay,” he requests, kissing Dom’s cheek. “I want to hold you.”
“I’m heavy, Bills,” Dom protests. “I need to starting running or join a gym or something. I’m getting fat.”
“You are not fat!” Billy cries indignantly, giving Dom an incredulous look. “You’re beautiful, Dommie. Lovely.”
Dom scoffs and arches an eyebrow. “Have you seen my arse lately?"
Grinning suggestively, Billy’s hands slip lower to cup the sweet curve of tantalizing flesh currently being discussed, giving both cheeks a gentle squeeze. “As a matter of fact, I have,” he says in a low, teasing voice. “And I think it’s rather spectacular.”
Whimpering softly, Dom closes his eyes briefly as he attempts to regain control. “That’s not fair, Bills.”
“Too bad,” Billy retorts softly. “And for the record, I think you could gain a wee bit more. Then you’d fit perfectly in my hands.”
“Are you saying my weight should be determined by how my arse and your hands go together?” Dom asks with a bemused smile.
“Have you got a better idea?” Billy asks, completely dead pan. A moment later he grins, raising his head so their lips meet again and rolling their bodies over so their positions are reversed. “In the meantime, we need to have some breakfast. “
“Not porridge,” Dom begs, lower lip thrust out in a sexy pout. “I’ll eat anything except porridge.”
“Okay. How about this? I’ll make you anything you want, but I get to pick where we eat it,” Billy offers, eyes twinkling as a sly grin turns up the corner of his mouth.
“I know exactly what I want,” Dom says seductively, the corners of his crooked mouth turning up in a sexy, provocative smile.
Just over twenty minutes later, breakfast is served. A large plate, once layered with golden pancakes, rests on a kitchen towel on Dom’s bare belly as he lays stretched out on the bed, arms at his sides. Resting on his hip and pressed into Dom’s body, Billy uses a fork to cut away a syrupy piece from the last pancake before guiding it up Dom’s smooth chest to his open and waiting mouth. The sheet and coverlet have been shoved half way down the large, comfortable bed, only keeping their legs and feet covered.
Gazing up at Billy adoringly, Dom chews the sweet bite, licking his lips and staring lustily at the curves and planes of Billy’s equally naked body, aching to reach over and caress the pale skin being warmed by the soft rays of sunlight shining through the window.
“I love the way you make breakfast in bed,” he says fondly when his mouth is empty.
“I love how you think I don’t notice that you put three spoonfuls of sugar on your porridge every morning when I’m not looking,” Billy replies mildly, laughing when Dom’s jaw drops open in shock.
“You knew?”
“Of course I did. You’re not the only one who fills the sugar bowl there, Dommie.”
Cutting off another piece of pancake, Billy pops it into his mouth, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Dom says nothing as Billy chews and swallows, his mind caught up in thought.
“What?” Billy asks, licking a stray drop of syrup off his lower lip.
“I was just thinking how stupid we were,” Dom replies, gazing thoughtfully at Billy. “All this time, and we never realized how each other felt.”
“I thought you might have gotten a clue when I gave you the combination for the safe,” Billy admits, waving the fork and offering a bite of food to Dom.
“Why?” Dom asks before accepting the syrupy treat. “Because you trusted me with it?” he adds after swallowing.
“No. Because of the numbers,” Billy says quietly, laying the fork down on the plate.
Confused, Dom frowns. “The numbers?”
“Two. Nine. Ninety-eight,” Billy recites, his eyes never leaving Dom’s. “2nd of September, 1998. The day we met.”
“Oh my God,” Dom whispers, reaching over and running his fingers through Billy’s tousled, ginger hair and cupping his scruffy cheek. “You’re a romantic, Bills.”
“Aye. When it comes to you, I am.”
“You know, Mark tried to tell me how you felt, and I didn’t get it,” Dom says, shaking his head in disbelief. “I couldn’t make myself even consider it.”
“Mark?” Billy repeats, picking up the fork again. “What do you mean?”
“The day you were sick, he said you’d been a real prat while I was gone,” Dom tells him with a smile. “He figured part of it was because you missed me so much.”
Billy snorts as he stabs a square of pancake. “I was fecking terrified that you were going to call and say that you weren’t going to come back. Stay in Manchester for good. I was a right bastard when I wasn’t sloshed or talking to you.”
“Yeah, I noticed the rubbish bag in the kitchen. Takeaway and scotch.” Dom grins. “Well balanced diet there, Bills. Impressive, really.”
“Oh shut it,” Billy fires back softly. “I missed you, so much.”
“Missed you, too,” Dom murmurs affectionately, fingers stroking Billy’s shoulder as he chews and swallows. “Missed seeing your face. Your fingers in my hair, rubbing the back of my neck.”
Recalling a memory, Billy ducks his head and smiles to himself.
“What?” Dom asks, nudging Billy’s chin up.
“Do you remember the night we ran into each other and went for pizza?” Billy asks, nuzzling into Dom’s palm.
“Sure. Why?”
“Well, it wasn’t an accident that I ran into you,” Billy reveals. “I was looking out my window, wanting to go see you, and then I saw you walk into the store. I turned off the cooker, grabbed my jacket and ran, hoping that I’d get to talk to you.”
“Talk?”
“Aye, talk. I liked that first night at the pub, where we just sat in the booth and had a conversation. I missed that,” Billy explains. “I wanted to see you and not have it be about sex. I wanted you to relax and enjoy yourself. When I realized you hadn’t eaten, I saw my chance and asked you out.”
“That was a date?” Dom asks softly as his eyes widen in surprise, remembering how comfortable he’d been that night as they’d sat in the back of the restaurant, the hours passing far too quickly. How normal he’d felt.
“I like to think of it as one,” Billy replies shyly. “Until I fucked it all up with the sex. Sorry about that.”
“Actually, I think it was me who fucked it all up,” Dom says thoughtfully. “I really freaked you out when I told you it was no charge. I can’t blame you for running.”
“It wasn’t that, Dommie,” Billy whispers, gazing into Dom’s warm, expressive eyes. “That’s not why I left so quickly.”
“Then why?” Dom asks, curious to hear Billy’s answer.
“I was nervous and I drank more than I should have,” Billy says in reply. “And I wanted you so much, Dommie. God, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I had to touch you.”
“I remember,” Dom says fondly.
“I didn’t mean to fall asleep, but I just felt so comfortable, laying in your arms. Inside you. When you woke me up, I realized that I wished that we could spend the whole night together,” Billy continues. “I never wanted to leave and that scared me. I didn’t know how to tell you, so I ran. Having to go to London the next morning was a convenient excuse.”
“I wanted you to stay, too,” Dom admits softly. “You made me feel things that night that I’d never felt before. When I asked you if you wanted to come in, it was because I wanted you to. I wanted you, and it wasn’t just about sex. It was more than that.”
“Oh Dommie-” Billy whispers, his gaze never wavering.
“I realized that you’d fallen asleep and I couldn’t help myself; I touched you. I held you. Smelled you.” Pausing to take a deep breath, Dom sighs. “And then I woke you up.”
“You’re right,” Billy announces. “We were stupid.”
“Were,” Dom repeats with a nod. “But not anymore.”
“Do you want the last bite?” Billy asks, nodding at the nearly empty plate.
“Yeah, but don’t use the fork,” Dom replies, eyes twinkling mischievously. “Or your hands.”
Arching an eyebrow, Billy dips his head, taking the syrupy square between his sharp teeth and braces his weight on his palms before he crawls up the length of Dom’s slender body. Mouths coming together, the piece of pancake is slowly nibbled in two, tongues tangling and lips sucking the sweetness from one another. When they finally part, Dom giggles.
“Now that’s the way to eat breakfast in bed,” he declares, shifting and stretching luxuriously like a cat, relishing in the warm sun.
“Oh Dommie,” Billy murmurs hotly against Dom’s lips. “My beautiful, wanton lover.”
“Have we got a napkin somewhere?” Dom asks between nibbling kisses. “I’m a little sticky.”
Glancing down, Billy realizes that he accidentally dripped some syrup on Dom’s chest. Eyes smoldering, Billy slides the plate and towel off of Dom’s flat belly and onto the night stand for safe keeping so their bodies can press together completely as he laps up the golden liquid from Dom’s skin with his pointy, pink tongue. Once Dom’s lean body has been licked clean, Billy stretches out on the bed beside Dom, pulling the sheet and coverlet over them and taking the younger man into his arms once again.
“Mmmmm, there’s that smell again,” Dom murmurs, cuddling into Billy’s embrace, relishing in the warmth as the coverlet settles over them. “I love that smell.”
Eyes fluttering closed, Billy smiles, pressing the occasional kiss to Dom’s hair as they lightly doze. Dom has nearly fallen asleep when suddenly Billy pulls away, gasping in shock.
“Oh my God,” he says before covering his mouth with his small hand.
“What?” Dom asks, looking around and seeing nothing to could explain Billy’s behavior.
“Oh God,” Billy repeats, staring into Dom’s confused eyes as he pushes himself up into a sitting position.
“Billy, what?” Dom says, mimicking Billy’s movements. “You’re scaring me.”
“It was my fault,” Billy whispers.
“What was your fault?” Dom asks, reaching over and cupping Billy’s cheek.
“Last night you said that on the nights I’d come see you, you’d lay on the sheet where I’d been and stay there for the rest of the night,” Billy explains, his voice wavering as realization sinks in, twisting his stomach into tight knots. “You didn’t go back out.”
“Yeah,” Dom replies, nodding in agreement. “What is this about, Billy?”
“You didn’t go back out there, which means you made less money,” Billy says in a frantic rush, his breath hitching. “The more I came to see you, the less money you made, and that’s why you couldn’t afford to eat.”
“Oh shite,” Dom curses under his breath, realizing what he’s inadvertently revealed. “Billy-”
“You were getting thinner and thinner, every time I saw you, and it was all my fault.” Guilty tears fill Billy’s sad eyes. “I was the one who made you so sick.”
“Billy, stop,” Dom orders, pressing close to Billy and cupping his cupid face in his hands. “This wasn’t your fault. Please don’t blame yourself. Please.”
“But-”
“It was my choice, Billy,” Dom interrupts firmly. “I knew what I was doing. I made the choice.”
“But Dommie-”
“And I’m not sorry,” Dom finishes, looking deep into Billy’s intense, green eyes. “Falling asleep with you on my skin was a gift. It’s what helped me to keep going. That, and knowing that I was going to see you again.”
“Promise me that you’ll never do that again,” Billy requests, taking Dom’s hands in his. “Promise me that you’ll never do anything that’ll hurt you. Please. I couldn’t bear it if you-”
“Shhh. I promise,” Dom vows, cuddling into Billy’s body and rocking back and forth. “I’m never going to get sick like that, ever again.”
Guiding Billy back down so he’s laying on the mattress, Dom pulls the coverlet over them again, pressing close and petting Billy’s wild hair.
“I’m sorry,” Billy whispers, blinking back the excess moisture clouding his vision. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t see what was right in front of me, Dommie.”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” Dom insists, gazing deep into Billy’s eyes. “You love me, and that makes everything that happened worth it.”
Sliding down a few inches, Dom snuggles further into Billy’s warm body and furry chest, their heads resting on the same pillow and noses almost touching.
Enjoying the simple pleasure of each others’ touch, there is no need for words as their mouths meet in feathery kisses, legs entwining to keep their bodies close. Long minutes pass before the quiet is disturbed again.
“What did you mean, when you said that you’d allowed your eyes to be clouded with a ridiculous fantasy of love?” Billy asks softly, his fingers slipping around Dom’s narrow waist and tracing the back dimples above his arse.
“I was young and foolish,” Dom replies in a low voice, hoping to deflect the question. “That’s all.”
“I think there’s more to it than that,” Billy says thoughtfully, noticing that Dom can’t or won’t meet his eyes. “Much more.”
“It was a really long time ago, Billy,” Dom adds, stomach twisting and tightening. “I’ve moved on from it.”
“Dommie, will you tell me about him?” Billy asks carefully, stroking his bare back in gentle, soothing caresses.
“Who?”
“Your boyfriend,” Billy clarifies, not allowing Dom to avoid answering the question. “The one you loved.”
“Why?” Dom whispers tightly.
“Isn’t he the one who hurt you?” Billy asks softly, tipping up Dom’s chin so their eyes finally meet.
The glistening tears in Dom’s suddenly pain-stricken eyes is answer enough.
“Will you tell me what he did to you?”
Chapter 17
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“For fuck’s sake Billy, don’t squeeze!” Dom nearly yells, hand clutching Billy’s bicep tightly as he tenses further. “My bladder is about to explode.”
i haven't finished reading yet, but this part made me shout, "Ha!" out loud! (not even kidding)
:runs my fingers through your muses hair, scruffing it up a bit:
:pets muse on the head:
ok. gonna go finish, but that part, :points above: just made. my. day.
*giggle*
kerry =)
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Breakfast in bed... very hot. I loved it
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Will finish reading later, as I should actually make my homework now.
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This chapter is so ... wow.
breakfast in bed, their bickering, talking...
and of course the sex - hot (Do you think my teacher would accept a brain-short-circuit from reading hot slash as an excuse for not making my homework?)
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Can't wait for tomorrow!
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Happy you enjoyed.
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Sadly, it must.
So very happy that you enjoyed. Thank you. :)
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You write great sex! I loved the breakfast in bed. A friend of mine did that with his lover too...only it was nachos!
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Heeeeeee. Why thank you, I try. Personally, I'm a sucker for breakfast in bed. Never had nachos in bed, I must admit. Hrm.
Thanks so much.
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;)
Wonderful as always
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Thank you so much. Very glad you enjoyed.
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Love your icon. Yum.
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I wish people in real life could do that more.
*sigh* Me too.
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in a recent poll taken, 99.9% of those polled agreed it would indeed be their preferred method of
wankingwaking.Completely engulfed in desire and arousal, Dom unsteadily nods his consent when his voice refuses to obey.
it's that whole "balance" thing. I think, deep down, Dom didn't realize they'd be true partners, sharing in all areas of pleasure. I got the feeling Dom thought of how he could please Billy. it's been at least 3 1/2 yrs. since he's had this special favor granted him. maybe even longer. (we don't know enough about his ex yet) And, for the record, i am so in love with your billy.
Dom finds himself unable to, painful memories of the past refusing to remain locked up where they belong.
*meep* this is worrying me a bit. those things can't stayed buried. they will come out, some way or another. counseling maybe? just saying what's done is done isn't gonna be enough to cut it, i don't think.
“Two. Nine. Ninety-eight,” Billy recites, his eyes never leaving Dom’s. “2nd of September, 1998. The day we met.”
“Oh my God,” Dom whispers, reaching over and running his fingers through Billy’s tousled, ginger hair and cupping his scruffy cheek. “You’re a romantic, Bills.”
omg. omg! :swoon: that...he... it's... it's... aw man! :kisses billy's cheek: precious.
now... '98 ...hmmm. that means they've been together for 8 yrs. now. i wonder if your last chapter will be a "catching" up sorta thing.
“Have we got a napkin somewhere?” Dom asks between nibbling kisses. “I’m a little sticky.”
no. no napkins allowed in the house. ever. hee
“You didn’t go back out there, which means you made less money,” Billy says in a frantic rush, his breath hitching. “The more I came to see you, the less money you made, and that’s why you couldn’t afford to eat.”
poor billy. he's gonna need some counseling too, i think. even though he's talked a little about how he justified what he did, i think it's going to tear at him. they can't get past it, all of it, until they really deal with. but the best way to do that... i dunno.
“Will you tell me what he did to you?”
as cliffhangers go, this isn't that brutal. :gets your muse a good bottle of scotch:
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as cliffhangers go, this isn't that brutal. :gets your muse a good bottle of scotch:
jebus on toast points!!! i didn't mean to make that some sort of challenge, btw.
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:waves: hi!
kerry =)
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I can't wait for tomorrow! Dom's boyfriend should be interesting.
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Thank you so much. Very happy that you enjoyed. I love having breakfast in bed.
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Heeeeeee. You're so sweet. Thank you very much. I enjoy writing 'warm,wonderful,hot schmoop.' Happy that you loved it.
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I like how you revealed so much this time about what each of them was thinking in the past encounters... and I was wondering when Billy would realize why Dom was getting thinner!
And now we get to hear about Dom's long lost "love"? Excellent! *S*
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I'm sorry. The Muse just loves the cliffhanger. They've both help back how they were feeling for so long, I thought it was time they talked. Really talked. Poor Billy. He knew that Dom wasn't taking care of himself, but to realize his own part in it - ow.
And now we get to hear about Dom's long lost "love"?
More tomorrow.
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=D
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More tomorrow.
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Oh, and, I want pancakes - NOW!
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Very glad that you enjoyed. Thank you.
Mmmmm. Pancakes. *wanders off to kitchen*
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Awww, thank you. I love them together, too. So happy that you enjoyed.
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Heeeeee. I love that Billy knew all along, but he pretended he didn't, just as long as Dom was eating the porridge.
Billy's worry over Dom having stayed off the street was heart-wrenching, but understandable.
Poor Billy, realizing that he'd hurt Dom, completely accidentally. It's an issue he has, because of what happened with Viggo.
I'm dreading and looking forward to learning more about what happened with Dom's last boyfriend!
That's a good place to be.
Thank you very much. Glad that you enjoyed. :)
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Yay for sweet and loving. Oooh! Gold star.
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Breathtaking, as always.
I'm a sucker for the angst. *Gives you chocolate*
Thank you for the lovely.
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Breathtaking, as always.
*blushes* You're so sweet.
Mmmmmm. Chocolate. Thank you. So happy that you enjoyed.
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*omgbows*
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You're so sweet. You may want to wait until it's completed before you request a sequel. I make no promises, but I'm always open to new challenges.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
This chapter was so lovely. It really made me want to find someone to curl up with and go to sleep. When I was reading it though I was thinking how funny it would be if Mark was down stairs opening the shop and could hear them shouting when they were having sex. They'd come down and Mark would just look at them with a knowing look, like, 'I know what you did'.
I can't wait to read the whole story of Dom's boyfriend. I just realized that Billy knows little about it, I don't even think he knows as much as Viggo, does he? Well, see you tomorrow!
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how funny it would be if Mark was down stairs opening the shop and could hear them shouting when they were having sex.
Well, it's Sunday. The shop is closed so little chance of Mark being downstairs. But I agree with you, that would be funny.
Dom's boyfriend. I just realized that Billy knows little about it, I don't even think he knows as much as Viggo, does he?
You are correct. It's not something they've talked about.
Very happy that you enjoyed. Thank you. :)
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And you're even more evil still!!!I mean here i was getting up at 8 to revise for chemistry since i start classes really late today..with a test at the afore mentioned subject may i point out.
So here i was all ready to revise for chemistry and then i figure "let's go read ch 16 first,it can't hurt"
I just have to say this:slash totally ate my homework!!AGAIN!!!
"Sorry teacher i can't give a test today,slash ate my homework...and my brain!!!"
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And you're the 2nd person today to have problems with slash and homework. Interesting. I'm corrupting minds. Oops.
Happy that you enjoyed. Thank you!
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Loved the way Billy was worried Dom's plight was his fault.
But didn't love the end and having to wait to find out what happened to Dom.
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Thanks very much.
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Looking forward to reading the rest :)
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