Ficlet: Broken Connections 1/1- Rated NC-17 for descriptions of m/m & het sex

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Title: Broken Connections

Author: Jen

Pairing: DM/BB (in retrospect) Billy/Ali

Rating: NC17 for descriptions of m/m sex & het sex

Summary: Dom thought that some connections could never be lost.

Warnings: Mention of het sex, angst up the wazoo

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The author does not know, and is in no way affiliated with the persons mentioned in this work. No disrespect is intended to the persons mentioned in this work. No money is being made from this in any way.

Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated. : )

A/N: Huge turnaround from my last fic...no nice ending here, I'm afraid. Just a small scene loaded with angst. Hope to get back to the happy Dom & Billy soon, but this just insisted on being written. Dom's thoughts indicated by ~~.




"So, the catering came out alright, yeah?", Dom said chipperly by way of greeting into the phone, free hand clutching the shotglass in a white-knuckled deathgrip. The thoughts, the pleas, continued running through Dom's mind, all the things he couldn't say aloud but prayed Billy would somehow hear anyway. He'd always been able to hear before, they'd always been able to speak with no need of words. ~~Do you remember the day we met, Billy, how we looked at each other and there was this 'click', this connection between us, from that moment on, how it felt like nothing could ever break it, not even death?~~

Billy rolled his eyes in amused exasperation, holding up a 'be patient' finger to the warm, naked body lying next to him. "Aye, t'was lovely, Dominic, just lovely. I do so adore those wee finger sandwiches. By th' way...why th' bloody hell are you ringing t' tell me this now?"

"I dunno, just...Thought for sure Doodle was gonna topple right into the cake, y' know?" A strangled noise that was half-laugh, half-sob exploded from Dom's chest, and he took a long drink of his whisky, not even feeling the burn. ~~Do you remember how afraid I was, after Rings, so bloody afraid of taking that next step, that leap of faith, so fucking afraid of falling? And you held me, Bills, held me so tight in your arms that you pushed all the blackness away, and told me never to be afraid to jump because even if I fell, you'd always be waiting there to catch me.~~

"Yes, 'twas a close thing, alright. Lijah's not known for perfect balance even without five rounds of tequila in him.", Billy murmurred absently, finger now tracing a perfect, full breast, head dipping down, tongue flicking out to taste a nipple.

"Yeah, and Orli...who wears that sodding colour of orange? Thought I was blinded for life." Dom closed his eyes tightly, holding back the flood of tears that suddenly threatened to burst forward. ~~You could always see inside my soul, Bills, could see even the things I tried to hide away in the deepest, darkest corners. You never missed a single thing. But today, when I was dying right in front of you, your eyes couldn't see anything but her. When the fuck did you go blind?~~

"Never could accuse Orlando of good taste.", Billy breathed, phone slipping from his grasp as small, beckoning fingers wrapped around his cock. "This isn't the best time, Dom, honestly...", he muttered in the general direction of the receiver before giving in and thrusting up into the touch.

"Ali looked beautiful today, Bills. Tell her that for me, yeah?", Dom ground out in a voice not his own, hearing the sounds Billy was making on the other end of the line, trying to pretend that they were still all for him. ~~Remember the first time we made love, Billy, how you finally let yourself cry after you came inside me, cried in my arms without any shame, told me it was because you'd finally found the part of you you'd been missing, told me others might have your body, but no one else would ever have your heart? Remember, love?~~

Billy watched with half-lidded eyes as Alison settled atop him, her warm, wet tightness taking him in. Yet even over his low moan of pleasure, he could still hear Dom's tinny voice babbling on in his left ear. He pawed at the pillow, trying to locate the phone. "This is ridiculous, Monaghan...in case you've somehow not noticed, 'm a bit occupied with something else at th' moment...", he snapped in irritation, finger poised over the 'end' button.

"Yeah, but, Bills...you can give me just another minute, yeah? Just one more minute, please....", Dom begged. ~~Oh god, please don't hang up on me, Billy, Christ...please don't let this be over, don't let us be over...~~

Billy stilled his hips and raised his head in frustration, gathering up enough equilibrium to hiss into the phone. "No, I cannae give y' a minute. Jaysus, it's m' wedding night, Dommie! What'd th' bloody hell did y' expect?"

Something inside Dom went black and cold forever as the connection was broken and his desperate whisper went out over a dead line.

"That you'd be spending it with me."



~ end.

Comments

[pippins-penny.livejournal.com]

*SOB*

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

*hugs you* I know, I sobbed a bit while writing this, but it insisted on being written. Hopefully my next try will be happier. Thanks so much for reading. : )

[-vanillashake.livejournal.com]

O___O
Omg... *'runs off hides head under the pillow and cries**

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

*hugs you and hands you a tissue* I know how you feel...it hurt writing it, too. I hope my angst muses stay quiet for awhile, but I somehow doubt it. *shakes head and smiles* Thank you so much for reading and commenting. : )

[magnoliafires.livejournal.com]

*is broken*

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

*hugs you and tries to put you back together* Next time, happier fic from me...that's a promise. : ) Thank you so very much for reading.

[giddy-london.livejournal.com]

Remember the first time we made love, Billy, how you finally let yourself cry after you came inside me, cried in my arms without any shame, told me it was because you'd finally found the part of you you'd been missing, told me others might have your body, but no one else would ever have your heart? Remember, love?

Oh. I'm absolutely aching with how wonderful this is. You've done it again, with fantastic imagery that I can somehow just see.

Really lovely and sad, and the ending is perfect. ♥

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

Aww, thank you ever so much! Your writing has fantastic imagery as well- I discovered that while reading 'Whispering Secrets Into Your Ear'. Simply gorgeous. : ) I'm so very glad you enjoyed this, and thanks again. : )

[giddy-london.livejournal.com]

Thank you. dizzydame and I had a lot of fun writing that. And I really enjoyed this fic and your previous one. I think I saved both to my memories actually. :)

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

Aww, that's great to hear, thanks so much. : ) Tigging is fun, isn't it?

I'm actually in the middle of writing another fic as we speak, but it's not turning out nearly as well as the previous two. *laughs* Dom's currently got his high-heeled shoe wedged in the carpet, if that tells ya anything. *grins*

[giddy-london.livejournal.com]

My curiosity is officially piqued. *waits patiently*

[bite-me-luv.livejournal.com]

Ouch. This hurt. Though I liked it, much. The touch of finality comes out really well. *sighs*

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

Aww, thank you. : ) Yes, this one hurt, I wholeheartedly agree. Hopefully, next time, my writing will be a bit happier. Thanks so much for reading. : )

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

Awe Why does Dom always get the short end of the stick in these stories. **cuddles him**

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

*cuddles Dom with you* I know what you mean...I'm absolutely determined to someday write the opposite, with Billy being the brokenhearted instead of Dom, but so far it hasn't happened. Thanks so much for reading. : )

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

Beautifully done... doesn't make Billy the "bad guy" because we don't know how they went from what they had to Billy marrying Ali, and you certainly can't blame him from his reaction to Dom's call... but you can so feel Dom's hurt and denial and desperate love.

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

Aww, thanks so much for the lovely feedback, I'm so glad you enjoyed this. : )

[wild-cherrie.livejournal.com]

Oooh, ouchies. Short and sharp and painful, but soooo good. :-)

angst up the wazoo

Hee!

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

Thanks so very much, I'm glad you enjoyed reading. : )

angst up the wazoo

I've always been rather partial to that saying. *grins*

[loozy.livejournal.com]

*whimper*

[cheekyluv28.livejournal.com]

*hugs you* I know what you mean- this one was painful all around. Thanks ever so much for reading, though. : )