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rawiyaparand and sassywitch
Pairing: Primarily Monaboyd, with a smattering of Ordaisy, Kargo, EmEli
Rating: NC-17 for graphic m/m and shock horror some het sex
Betas: The wonderfulsurreality_fan Much ♥
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monaboyd and all_sensation
Disclaimer: No money was made from this, and this in no way is meant to imply anything about the sexual preferences or practices of anyone mentioned within this story. No matter how true they are.
Summary: Dom is injured, and Billy goes along with the hallucinations for his best friends sake; but is it really only for Dom?
WARNING: contains slash (men doing men), het, angst, and fluff. If any of this bothers you, please don't read.
A/N: Dom's song is Push by Sarah Maclahclan which can be found Here
Billy's song is To Make you feel my love by Garth Brooks which can be found Here
The song that spawned the fic: Can be found Here
Previous Chapters: Here
~*~
They all ate well, Viggo taking control of the fire pit and saving the meat from a charred fiery death at the hands of Elijah and Orli. Finishing off their meal with delicious fresh fruit, they sat comfortably around the fire afterwards talking and sharing tales of current projects. At a less than subtle gesture from Viggo, Elijah disappeared into the house and returned moments later with two guitars in hand.
Handing one each to Billy and Dom they watched them expectantly. Dom took his guitar and held it in his hands like fine spun crystal, his fingertips caressing it gently. Billy watched his fear with sympathetic eyes. Reaching out one hand he caressed Dom’s arm gently.
“It’s alright baby, you’ll remember, you live for your music.”
Dom plucked at the strings, brows furrowed in concentration. He stared at the fire, fingers tapping an imaginary song. Taking a deep breath, he began to sing, his soft voice carrying in the Hawaiian air:
Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections
You've seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land
You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together
You're the one true thing I know I can believe in
You're all the things that I desire you save me you complete me
You're the one true thing I know I can believe
For a while no one spoke, the surf and fire the only noise that could be heard. Dom placed the guitar shyly at his feet, wrapping his arms around himself.
"I told you that I wasn't good," he shrugged breaking the deafening silence. Billy's hands trembled as he lowered his guitar and reached out to touch Dom. Without a word, he joined their lips, unconcerned of their audience.
"It was beautiful, Dommeh," he said afterwards. "Thank you."
“So do I get a reply?” Dom whispered against Billy’s lips.
Billy pulled back, drawing in a deep breath, his lashes glistening as he glanced at their friends who sat avidly watching them.
He lifted the guitar back across his lap, his fingers effortlessly plucking at the strings; he played the same chords several times before he could find his voice and make it sing around the lump of emotion that had formed in his throat with Dom’s song.
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I would offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
There ain't nothin' that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love
His eyes never left Dom’s the whole time he sang, tears forming and clinging to his long lashes as he watched Dom watching him.
"I love you. I love you so much," Dom rambled, his face pressed into Billy's neck. His body shook with his sobs, Billy's hands running up and down his back providing much needed comfort.
Billy sniffed, wiping his eyes in Dom's sweater. He lifted his head in order for their lips to meet, Dom's tongue slipping inside his mouth, stroking and caressing his own.
He opened his eyes when Dom pulled back, to find himself staring into ocean blue eyes. His heart sped up as he began to understand the message hidden in the eyes. It was time.
Dom watched as understanding dawned on Billy's face, his stomach churning with anticipation and nerves. Soundlessly Billy stood up and reached for his hand. Giving a small nod to their friends, Dom intertwined his fingers with Billy's and followed the older man inside.
“Damn.” Orli murmured as he watched them walk away tears glistening in his own eyes.
“Wow. They….Just wow.” Elijah glanced from one to the other of his companions “Damn. I want what they have.” He sighed his own eyes liquid. “How can they have restrained that for 6 years?” he paused “wow.” He shook his head to clear his thoughts “Is it wrong to think that was hot...Damn”
“Not at all, it was and is a beautiful thing. However, I think.” Viggo spoke softly “Ringbearer, Elf Boy.” He waited until they were both looking at him “We need to give them a little space, they need to be able to express the beauty of their emotions in privacy. May I suggest you would like to take your king and show him the sights of this town?”
He clicked his fingers drawing them from their silent thoughts “Anybody home in there boys?”
Orlando blinked as if waking up from a dream. "Yeah, um, sightseeing." He stood up reluctantly, his gaze falling back to the house.
"I feel gypped," Elijah grumbled softly, toeing his shoe into the sand. "I've had to listen to the rehearsal for the past week, and the night of the big show, I have to go out!"
Viggo laughed and extinguished the fire. The three men quickly tidied up and set out on the beach towards the town. Before leaving, each turned once more to the small bungalow, smiling as one of the rooms glowed with the soft light of candles.
~~~~~
Billy stood just inside the door of their bedroom, his arms extended to his love.
Dom walked into his open arms without hesitation, his mouth finding Billy’s in a long wet kiss. As their mouths slid wetly across each other their tongues entwined Billy’s hand carefully slid Dom’s arms from his sweater and the light tee-shirt he wore. Pulling back from his kiss for the briefest of moments Billy carefully lifted them over Dom’s head, frowning as he saw Dom’s wince of pain.
“I’ll get you a painkiller Dommie.” He murmured turning to move away from Dom.
“No.” he murmured grabbing Billy’s hand and pulling him back “All I want is you.”
Billy hesitated until Dom crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss. He pulled back panting, watching as Dom's chest rose and fell rapidly.
"I just need to get some things," Billy whispered. Dom nodded and walked unsteadily to the large bed, while Billy went to the bathroom. Supplies in hand, he re-entered the bedroom and gasped at the vision before him. Dom lay naked in the middle of the bed, the candle light casting soft shadows on his skin. Billy's eyes scanned down the toned body, past the taut nipples and abdominal muscles, to finally stop at the thick cock, which was being stroked slowly by Dom's right hand.
Removing his t-shirt, Billy crawled onto the bed, dropping the package of lube to the side. "You decided to start without me, love?"
Billy slid his hand down Dom’s belly, his fingertips lightly tracing the muscle under the skin. “You’re so beautiful, Dommie.” He whispered as he pulled his own jeans off and dropped them to the floor beside the bed, his boxers tenting dangerously “So damn beautiful,” he murmured his fingers resuming their exploration, his fingers brushed against the curls that nestled at the apex of Dom’s thighs. Kneeling beside his lover he leaned down to kiss him, long slow and tenderly, every last ounce of his love poured into that one wet white hot kiss.
His fingers twisted Dom’s nipples as they kissed, until Billy released Dom’s mouth and trailed his tongue across his chest and down his neck. Long slow licks turning into nibbling kisses trailed across his skin.
Dom moaned, desperate for contact, the feel of Billy’s tongue against his skin, and his hot breath blowing across his damp feverish skin dragged a moan of longing from suddenly parched lips.
As Billy’s tongue dipped into his navel, fucking it with his long pointy tongue Dom moaned, his hips arching off the bed desperately. “For god’s sake Billy please touch me”
“Like this?” Billy’s heavy lidded, arousal clouded eyes looked up at him as he ducked his head and licked Dom’s aching arousal from the root to the tip, flicking across the already weeping slit teasingly.
"Oh God," Dom's head fell back against, his fingers twisting the bed sheets beneath him.
Billy licked one testicle, pulling in into his mouth and suckling gently, before releasing it and doing the same with the other. After a few moments, he licked his way back up the smooth shaft, tongue slowly sliding over the slit, causing Dom's hips to buck up.
"Please. Please. Please." Dom mumbled incessantly, his eyes screwed shut. Billy licked his lips and opened his mouth, swallowing as much of Dom's arousal as possible. He pulled back up slightly, teeth lightly grazing the sensitive skin, then went back down, relaxing his throat muscles until his lips lay at the base of the hard length.
Slowly, he began sliding moving his head up and down, lips sealed tightly around the smooth length. Dom moaned with pleasure, one hand reaching down to rest on Billy's head. His hips lifted involuntarily, and he tried to control the thrusting as not to choke his lover.
Billy placed one hand on Dom's hip, raising it up a bit, giving Dom permission to move at will. With permission granted, Dom arched of the bed, thrusting wildly into the warm, wet cavern. Billy hummed, sending vibrations through Dom's too-sensitive cock. As he continued to lick and suck, Billy wrapped the hand around Dom's cock and began to stroke the hard shaft.
Dom could feel his orgasm approaching, and once Billy paused to suck the swollen head of his penis, his restraint snapped and he came screaming his lover's name.
Billy’s lips sealed around Dom and he swallowed him hungrily, his eyes almost black with arousal he watched Dom’s face as he came in the tight cavern of his fiercely sucking mouth.
As Dom began to soften in his mouth, he released his hold and straddling Dom he crawled up his body, his satin encased hardness rubbing wetly across Dom’s belly as he leaned down to kiss his lover letting him taste himself on his lips and in his mouth. For long minutes, Billy’s hips rocked against Dom, the soft yet rough texture of his boxers rubbing against Dom’s groin. Long drugging kisses later Billy released Dom’s mouth.
“You feel okay baby?” he whispered. “Do you need to rest?”
“I love you.” Dom murmured dreamily as he reached up to pull Billy back down for more wet kisses.
“Can you do something for me?” Billy asked softly his hand trailing down to rub across Dom’s cock.
“After that, I think you killed me.” He smiled his fingers tangling in Billy’s hair.
“Fuck me Dommie?” Billy moaned as he rubbed his own aching erection against Dom’s hip. “Please, I want just one first for me. Fuck me. Please?”
"Are you sure?" He began to protest, but the desire in Billy's eyes and the hardness pressing against his hip gave him his answer.
They carefully rolled over, until Dom knelt in between Billy's spread legs. "Next time," Dom voice dripped with desire as he pulled down Billy's boxers, freeing the almost purple erection. "Next time, I'm going to kiss you, and lick you, and taste you. I promise, I'll take it slow the next time. But I just want, need, to be in you now."
Dom reached behind him for the lube, quickly coating his fingers with the cold gel. He cupped Billy's heavy balls, rolling them with his slicked fingers, until Billy was cursing beneath him. His fingers continued their path down until one rested at the puckered entrance.
Billy's lobbed from side to side as Dom teased his sacs. He felt cool fingers working their way towards his anus and inhaled as one finger pressed against his entrance.
"Relax, Bills," Dom said, stroking Billy's erection as a finger on the opposite hand slowly pressed its way inside. Dom felt the muscles clench around his finger and his once-tired penis began to rise to attention.
Billy stiffened as a long finger worked its way into his body. His mind was taken off the uncomfortable invasion by Dom's firm and hard strokes on his erection. He barely noticed that Dom had slipped another finger in until one brushed against something, causing him to scream in pleasure.
It was all Billy could do not to writhe in ectasy under Dom, three long beautiful fingers were scissoring inside him brushing repeatedly over his prostate. Billy’s hips arched up, his hands grabbing at handfuls of sheet beside his body as Dom’s long fingered fist closed around the base of his cock, effectively stopping his orgasm.
“Please Dom.” He whimpered helplessly “Please now baby.” He wrapped his legs around Dom’s thighs desperately pulling him closer
Dom leaned forward, one hand guiding himself toward Billy. As his slick tip brushed against Billy’s loosened opening Billy mewled in pleasure pushing towards Dom. As Dom breached the tight ring of muscle they both whimpered helplessly, Billy’s feet pressing against Dom’s buttocks as he pushed him closer. Dom rested his weight on his hands and leaned down letting his lips brush across Billy’s wetly unable to hide the slight grimace of pain as a twinge of pain shot through his neck.
Drowning behind a curtain of pure and longed for bliss Billy still saw Dom’s pain. Looping his arms under Dom’s arms he rolled them slowly until he was straddling Dom, using his knees to lift him as he ground down on Dom’s erection, lifting himself almost off and slamming back down on to him again. Each probing thrust rubbing against his prostate. His own erection grinding between their bellies as he leaned forward and strung wet kisses all over Dom’s face and shoulders. His voice constantly whimpering Dom’s name. Tears of absolute bliss running down his face as he struggled to keep control.
Dom babbled incomprehensible nonsense, his movements becoming erratic as he pushed up into Billy. Billy's muscles clenched around his penis creating a delicious friction each time he raised and lowered.
"Come for me, Billy." He licked his palm crudely before reaching between them to grab the stiff flesh. He pulled and twisted roughly, wanting nothing more than to feel Billy's release cover him. "Please, baby. 'M so close, need you to come too."
At Dom's words, Billy sped up his movements, raising himself completely off Dom before slamming back down. He repeated this movement three more times before Dom's entire body stilled, his hand squeezing Billy's erection painfully tight, and he came with a scream.
The dual sensation of Dom's release filling his body and his vice grip around his penis caused Billy to climax within seconds of his lover, his body shaking as his orgasm ripped through him.
Dom breathed heavily, his chest heaving while he attempted to fill his lungs with oxygen. Billy collapsed on his chest, sweat and cum mixing between their bodies.
"Baby?" Dom managed to whisper when he realized that Billy's shaking was caused by tears rather than his orgasm.
"So long," Billy looked at him, tears flowing freely. "I waited so long. Thank you." He slipped his tongue inside Dom's mouth, kissing him breathlessly.
“It’s alright baby.” Dom brushed his fingers through Billy’s hair “You’ll never have to wait for me again, I’ll be right here for you always.” He whispered as he pulled Billy down against him.
Billy wiped his teary, sweaty face and leaned up to kiss Dom soundly before he reached over to the bedside table and lifted a damp cloth. Moving to nestle beside Dom he tenderly wiped their sticky fluids from his chest and lower, the rough cloth starting to arouse Dom again as Billy tenderly cleaned him. He wiped himself quickly then dropped the cloth off the side of the bed.
“Hold me?” he whispered as he looked into Dom exhausted grey blue eyes. “Please?”
Dom shifted on his side and opened his arms wide to his lover. Billy gave a sad smile and moved into the embrace, tucking his head under Dom's chin, his arms tight around Dom.
Dom lifted his top leg over Billy's and wrapped his arms around him, pressing their bodies as close as possible.
"I'm never going to let you go, Billy Boyd," he said tiredly, his eyes fighting to stay open. "I've got you, and I'm never letting you go."
Billy sniffled and pulled Dom closer, wishing there were some way for him to melt into his body. "I'm going to hold you to that. I love you,"
"I love you, too," Dom managed to say before his heavy eyelids drooped shut and he fell into a peaceful sleep.
Billy closed his eyes, pressing his ear against Dom's heart, and joined his lover in slumber.
~~~~~~~
The King’s entourage arrived home shortly before midnight, having taken a short sightseeing tour along the beach, catching up on old times and discussing occurrences during the days before Viggo had arrived.
Viggo pressed his ear to Dom’s bedroom door, and hearing silence he gently pushed the door open. Stepping quietly into the room he moved around the various surfaces quietly extinguishing the candles that were burning low. Stopping beside the bed he stood watching for long moments. Both men seemed to be trying to absorb themselves into the other, the sheet covering them both to the chest, Billy’s head resting on Dom’s shoulder, his face turned up to Dom’s, both of them breathing the same air.
He pulled the sheet that had fallen down Billy’s back higher and quietly left the room, at the door he firmly embraced Orlando who had stood there watching him while he took care of his hobbits.
“One day elf boy, one day you’ll find it too.” He whispered into Orlando’s soft dark curls.
"No, Vig," Orlando said sadly. "There's no one out there like that for me; no one that could love me that much."
Viggo walked to the living room, dragging Orlando behind him. Elijah lay on sofa, half his body sliding, glasses held precariously in one hand, soft snores emitting from his opened mouth.
"The problem is," Viggo began, lifting Elijah further unto the couch and removing his glasses, "that everyone misses what's right in front of them." He covered the sleeping boy with blanket, placing a soft kiss on his forehead, before sitting on the coffee table in front of Orlando.
"People go searching for love, and most of the time it's staring at them in the face. Look at our two little hobbits." He smiled holding one of Orlando's hands in his.
"Do you love me, Vigs?" Orlando asked, eyes brimming with tears.
“Of course I do, but not in the way that you mean or need.” He took both of Orlando’s hands in his and clasped them tightly before pressing his lips to Orli’s knuckles. “Stop searching so hard for it, stop looking for it in every person you meet, if you do this it won’t be so reluctant and it will seek you out.” Viggo spoke softly “Believe that you will find your one true and perfect love and you will find them.”
Orlando pulled his hands from Viggo’s and stood, bending to press a soft friendly kiss on Viggo’s forehead. “Thanks Vig, I’m going to go for a walk, Ill be back soon.” He straightened and walked from the house. Viggo stood and watched him from the kitchen window for a short time, sitting on the sand near the waterline, watching the waves roll in.
Viggo ran his hand through his brown hair, somehow startled when he didn't find Aragorn's length or thickness. He poured himself a glass of water, and proceeded to lock the house, remembering to leave the porch light on and the patio door unlocked for Orlando.
He checked once more on his three sleeping hobbits, before slipping into the guest room. Nightly routine completed, Viggo sat on the bed, his mind working overtime. He reached over and took the phone off the nightstand, dialling a familiar number.
"How soon can you get to Hawaii?" he enquired as soon as the telephone was answered.
“If there’s a flight available by tomorrow night Hawaiian time, why what’s the matter?”
“Dom’s had an accident.”
“Yeah the Ringbearer rang to let me know he was okay.” His voice answered thick with concern “He is okay isn’t he?”
“He will be fine. I’ve got another problem.”
“Which is?” Viggo could hear the unspoken question in his voice.
“Elf Boy.” Viggo answered simply
“What’s wrong? Is he hurt? What’s up?” the questions were fired quickly filled with concern.
"He's convinced himself that no one loves him. Which is a silly notion, isn't it?"
A long silence followed Viggo's question, before the voice on the other end answered timidly, "I can't Viggo. I can't tell him. He doesn't even know who I am."
Viggo laughed. "He knows who you are. He just doesn't know how you feel, and that's because you won't tell him. He needs to hear it, and he needs to hear it soon, before he becomes jaded and gives up on love altogether."
The sigh that followed told Viggo that reasoning had worked. "It's noon here, I'll finish up a few things and take the first flight out."
Viggo said his goodbyes and hung up the phone. A knock at the door a while later pulled him away from the book he was reading. Orlando stood at the door, hugging himself, looking more like a child than an almost thirty year old man.
"I, um, saw your light on," he said shifting from side to side. "Can I…do you think I can stay with you tonight, please? I…I can't stand to be alone."
Viggo looked at him for a long minute and reached across the bed flicking the sheet back.
“Be my guest elf prince.” Viggo smiled as he put the book on the bedside table, then slid down on the bed opening his arms to embrace the trouble elf.
“Don’t worry” he soothed him as he drifted to sleep in his arms “It’ll all be different soon.
Authors:
rawiyaparand and sassywitch Pairing: Primarily Monaboyd, with a smattering of Ordaisy, Kargo, EmEli
Rating: NC-17 for graphic m/m and shock horror some het sex
Betas: The wonderful
surreality_fan Much ♥Archiving:
all_sensation and glasgowhobbit , any others please ask firstFeedback: Yes, please. We live for it.
Header Art: Our wonderful header was created by
loki_girl Crossposted: to
monaboyd and all_sensationDisclaimer: No money was made from this, and this in no way is meant to imply anything about the sexual preferences or practices of anyone mentioned within this story. No matter how true they are.
Summary: Dom is injured, and Billy goes along with the hallucinations for his best friends sake; but is it really only for Dom?
WARNING: contains slash (men doing men), het, angst, and fluff. If any of this bothers you, please don't read.
A/N: Dom's song is Push by Sarah Maclahclan which can be found Here
Billy's song is To Make you feel my love by Garth Brooks which can be found Here
The song that spawned the fic: Can be found Here
Previous Chapters: Here
~*~
They all ate well, Viggo taking control of the fire pit and saving the meat from a charred fiery death at the hands of Elijah and Orli. Finishing off their meal with delicious fresh fruit, they sat comfortably around the fire afterwards talking and sharing tales of current projects. At a less than subtle gesture from Viggo, Elijah disappeared into the house and returned moments later with two guitars in hand.
Handing one each to Billy and Dom they watched them expectantly. Dom took his guitar and held it in his hands like fine spun crystal, his fingertips caressing it gently. Billy watched his fear with sympathetic eyes. Reaching out one hand he caressed Dom’s arm gently.
“It’s alright baby, you’ll remember, you live for your music.”
Dom plucked at the strings, brows furrowed in concentration. He stared at the fire, fingers tapping an imaginary song. Taking a deep breath, he began to sing, his soft voice carrying in the Hawaiian air:
Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections
You've seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land
You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together
You're the one true thing I know I can believe in
You're all the things that I desire you save me you complete me
You're the one true thing I know I can believe
For a while no one spoke, the surf and fire the only noise that could be heard. Dom placed the guitar shyly at his feet, wrapping his arms around himself.
"I told you that I wasn't good," he shrugged breaking the deafening silence. Billy's hands trembled as he lowered his guitar and reached out to touch Dom. Without a word, he joined their lips, unconcerned of their audience.
"It was beautiful, Dommeh," he said afterwards. "Thank you."
“So do I get a reply?” Dom whispered against Billy’s lips.
Billy pulled back, drawing in a deep breath, his lashes glistening as he glanced at their friends who sat avidly watching them.
He lifted the guitar back across his lap, his fingers effortlessly plucking at the strings; he played the same chords several times before he could find his voice and make it sing around the lump of emotion that had formed in his throat with Dom’s song.
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I would offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
There ain't nothin' that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
Make you happy make your dreams come true
To make you feel my love
His eyes never left Dom’s the whole time he sang, tears forming and clinging to his long lashes as he watched Dom watching him.
"I love you. I love you so much," Dom rambled, his face pressed into Billy's neck. His body shook with his sobs, Billy's hands running up and down his back providing much needed comfort.
Billy sniffed, wiping his eyes in Dom's sweater. He lifted his head in order for their lips to meet, Dom's tongue slipping inside his mouth, stroking and caressing his own.
He opened his eyes when Dom pulled back, to find himself staring into ocean blue eyes. His heart sped up as he began to understand the message hidden in the eyes. It was time.
Dom watched as understanding dawned on Billy's face, his stomach churning with anticipation and nerves. Soundlessly Billy stood up and reached for his hand. Giving a small nod to their friends, Dom intertwined his fingers with Billy's and followed the older man inside.
“Damn.” Orli murmured as he watched them walk away tears glistening in his own eyes.
“Wow. They….Just wow.” Elijah glanced from one to the other of his companions “Damn. I want what they have.” He sighed his own eyes liquid. “How can they have restrained that for 6 years?” he paused “wow.” He shook his head to clear his thoughts “Is it wrong to think that was hot...Damn”
“Not at all, it was and is a beautiful thing. However, I think.” Viggo spoke softly “Ringbearer, Elf Boy.” He waited until they were both looking at him “We need to give them a little space, they need to be able to express the beauty of their emotions in privacy. May I suggest you would like to take your king and show him the sights of this town?”
He clicked his fingers drawing them from their silent thoughts “Anybody home in there boys?”
Orlando blinked as if waking up from a dream. "Yeah, um, sightseeing." He stood up reluctantly, his gaze falling back to the house.
"I feel gypped," Elijah grumbled softly, toeing his shoe into the sand. "I've had to listen to the rehearsal for the past week, and the night of the big show, I have to go out!"
Viggo laughed and extinguished the fire. The three men quickly tidied up and set out on the beach towards the town. Before leaving, each turned once more to the small bungalow, smiling as one of the rooms glowed with the soft light of candles.
Billy stood just inside the door of their bedroom, his arms extended to his love.
Dom walked into his open arms without hesitation, his mouth finding Billy’s in a long wet kiss. As their mouths slid wetly across each other their tongues entwined Billy’s hand carefully slid Dom’s arms from his sweater and the light tee-shirt he wore. Pulling back from his kiss for the briefest of moments Billy carefully lifted them over Dom’s head, frowning as he saw Dom’s wince of pain.
“I’ll get you a painkiller Dommie.” He murmured turning to move away from Dom.
“No.” he murmured grabbing Billy’s hand and pulling him back “All I want is you.”
Billy hesitated until Dom crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss. He pulled back panting, watching as Dom's chest rose and fell rapidly.
"I just need to get some things," Billy whispered. Dom nodded and walked unsteadily to the large bed, while Billy went to the bathroom. Supplies in hand, he re-entered the bedroom and gasped at the vision before him. Dom lay naked in the middle of the bed, the candle light casting soft shadows on his skin. Billy's eyes scanned down the toned body, past the taut nipples and abdominal muscles, to finally stop at the thick cock, which was being stroked slowly by Dom's right hand.
Removing his t-shirt, Billy crawled onto the bed, dropping the package of lube to the side. "You decided to start without me, love?"
Billy slid his hand down Dom’s belly, his fingertips lightly tracing the muscle under the skin. “You’re so beautiful, Dommie.” He whispered as he pulled his own jeans off and dropped them to the floor beside the bed, his boxers tenting dangerously “So damn beautiful,” he murmured his fingers resuming their exploration, his fingers brushed against the curls that nestled at the apex of Dom’s thighs. Kneeling beside his lover he leaned down to kiss him, long slow and tenderly, every last ounce of his love poured into that one wet white hot kiss.
His fingers twisted Dom’s nipples as they kissed, until Billy released Dom’s mouth and trailed his tongue across his chest and down his neck. Long slow licks turning into nibbling kisses trailed across his skin.
Dom moaned, desperate for contact, the feel of Billy’s tongue against his skin, and his hot breath blowing across his damp feverish skin dragged a moan of longing from suddenly parched lips.
As Billy’s tongue dipped into his navel, fucking it with his long pointy tongue Dom moaned, his hips arching off the bed desperately. “For god’s sake Billy please touch me”
“Like this?” Billy’s heavy lidded, arousal clouded eyes looked up at him as he ducked his head and licked Dom’s aching arousal from the root to the tip, flicking across the already weeping slit teasingly.
"Oh God," Dom's head fell back against, his fingers twisting the bed sheets beneath him.
Billy licked one testicle, pulling in into his mouth and suckling gently, before releasing it and doing the same with the other. After a few moments, he licked his way back up the smooth shaft, tongue slowly sliding over the slit, causing Dom's hips to buck up.
"Please. Please. Please." Dom mumbled incessantly, his eyes screwed shut. Billy licked his lips and opened his mouth, swallowing as much of Dom's arousal as possible. He pulled back up slightly, teeth lightly grazing the sensitive skin, then went back down, relaxing his throat muscles until his lips lay at the base of the hard length.
Slowly, he began sliding moving his head up and down, lips sealed tightly around the smooth length. Dom moaned with pleasure, one hand reaching down to rest on Billy's head. His hips lifted involuntarily, and he tried to control the thrusting as not to choke his lover.
Billy placed one hand on Dom's hip, raising it up a bit, giving Dom permission to move at will. With permission granted, Dom arched of the bed, thrusting wildly into the warm, wet cavern. Billy hummed, sending vibrations through Dom's too-sensitive cock. As he continued to lick and suck, Billy wrapped the hand around Dom's cock and began to stroke the hard shaft.
Dom could feel his orgasm approaching, and once Billy paused to suck the swollen head of his penis, his restraint snapped and he came screaming his lover's name.
Billy’s lips sealed around Dom and he swallowed him hungrily, his eyes almost black with arousal he watched Dom’s face as he came in the tight cavern of his fiercely sucking mouth.
As Dom began to soften in his mouth, he released his hold and straddling Dom he crawled up his body, his satin encased hardness rubbing wetly across Dom’s belly as he leaned down to kiss his lover letting him taste himself on his lips and in his mouth. For long minutes, Billy’s hips rocked against Dom, the soft yet rough texture of his boxers rubbing against Dom’s groin. Long drugging kisses later Billy released Dom’s mouth.
“You feel okay baby?” he whispered. “Do you need to rest?”
“I love you.” Dom murmured dreamily as he reached up to pull Billy back down for more wet kisses.
“Can you do something for me?” Billy asked softly his hand trailing down to rub across Dom’s cock.
“After that, I think you killed me.” He smiled his fingers tangling in Billy’s hair.
“Fuck me Dommie?” Billy moaned as he rubbed his own aching erection against Dom’s hip. “Please, I want just one first for me. Fuck me. Please?”
"Are you sure?" He began to protest, but the desire in Billy's eyes and the hardness pressing against his hip gave him his answer.
They carefully rolled over, until Dom knelt in between Billy's spread legs. "Next time," Dom voice dripped with desire as he pulled down Billy's boxers, freeing the almost purple erection. "Next time, I'm going to kiss you, and lick you, and taste you. I promise, I'll take it slow the next time. But I just want, need, to be in you now."
Dom reached behind him for the lube, quickly coating his fingers with the cold gel. He cupped Billy's heavy balls, rolling them with his slicked fingers, until Billy was cursing beneath him. His fingers continued their path down until one rested at the puckered entrance.
Billy's lobbed from side to side as Dom teased his sacs. He felt cool fingers working their way towards his anus and inhaled as one finger pressed against his entrance.
"Relax, Bills," Dom said, stroking Billy's erection as a finger on the opposite hand slowly pressed its way inside. Dom felt the muscles clench around his finger and his once-tired penis began to rise to attention.
Billy stiffened as a long finger worked its way into his body. His mind was taken off the uncomfortable invasion by Dom's firm and hard strokes on his erection. He barely noticed that Dom had slipped another finger in until one brushed against something, causing him to scream in pleasure.
It was all Billy could do not to writhe in ectasy under Dom, three long beautiful fingers were scissoring inside him brushing repeatedly over his prostate. Billy’s hips arched up, his hands grabbing at handfuls of sheet beside his body as Dom’s long fingered fist closed around the base of his cock, effectively stopping his orgasm.
“Please Dom.” He whimpered helplessly “Please now baby.” He wrapped his legs around Dom’s thighs desperately pulling him closer
Dom leaned forward, one hand guiding himself toward Billy. As his slick tip brushed against Billy’s loosened opening Billy mewled in pleasure pushing towards Dom. As Dom breached the tight ring of muscle they both whimpered helplessly, Billy’s feet pressing against Dom’s buttocks as he pushed him closer. Dom rested his weight on his hands and leaned down letting his lips brush across Billy’s wetly unable to hide the slight grimace of pain as a twinge of pain shot through his neck.
Drowning behind a curtain of pure and longed for bliss Billy still saw Dom’s pain. Looping his arms under Dom’s arms he rolled them slowly until he was straddling Dom, using his knees to lift him as he ground down on Dom’s erection, lifting himself almost off and slamming back down on to him again. Each probing thrust rubbing against his prostate. His own erection grinding between their bellies as he leaned forward and strung wet kisses all over Dom’s face and shoulders. His voice constantly whimpering Dom’s name. Tears of absolute bliss running down his face as he struggled to keep control.
Dom babbled incomprehensible nonsense, his movements becoming erratic as he pushed up into Billy. Billy's muscles clenched around his penis creating a delicious friction each time he raised and lowered.
"Come for me, Billy." He licked his palm crudely before reaching between them to grab the stiff flesh. He pulled and twisted roughly, wanting nothing more than to feel Billy's release cover him. "Please, baby. 'M so close, need you to come too."
At Dom's words, Billy sped up his movements, raising himself completely off Dom before slamming back down. He repeated this movement three more times before Dom's entire body stilled, his hand squeezing Billy's erection painfully tight, and he came with a scream.
The dual sensation of Dom's release filling his body and his vice grip around his penis caused Billy to climax within seconds of his lover, his body shaking as his orgasm ripped through him.
Dom breathed heavily, his chest heaving while he attempted to fill his lungs with oxygen. Billy collapsed on his chest, sweat and cum mixing between their bodies.
"Baby?" Dom managed to whisper when he realized that Billy's shaking was caused by tears rather than his orgasm.
"So long," Billy looked at him, tears flowing freely. "I waited so long. Thank you." He slipped his tongue inside Dom's mouth, kissing him breathlessly.
“It’s alright baby.” Dom brushed his fingers through Billy’s hair “You’ll never have to wait for me again, I’ll be right here for you always.” He whispered as he pulled Billy down against him.
Billy wiped his teary, sweaty face and leaned up to kiss Dom soundly before he reached over to the bedside table and lifted a damp cloth. Moving to nestle beside Dom he tenderly wiped their sticky fluids from his chest and lower, the rough cloth starting to arouse Dom again as Billy tenderly cleaned him. He wiped himself quickly then dropped the cloth off the side of the bed.
“Hold me?” he whispered as he looked into Dom exhausted grey blue eyes. “Please?”
Dom shifted on his side and opened his arms wide to his lover. Billy gave a sad smile and moved into the embrace, tucking his head under Dom's chin, his arms tight around Dom.
Dom lifted his top leg over Billy's and wrapped his arms around him, pressing their bodies as close as possible.
"I'm never going to let you go, Billy Boyd," he said tiredly, his eyes fighting to stay open. "I've got you, and I'm never letting you go."
Billy sniffled and pulled Dom closer, wishing there were some way for him to melt into his body. "I'm going to hold you to that. I love you,"
"I love you, too," Dom managed to say before his heavy eyelids drooped shut and he fell into a peaceful sleep.
Billy closed his eyes, pressing his ear against Dom's heart, and joined his lover in slumber.
The King’s entourage arrived home shortly before midnight, having taken a short sightseeing tour along the beach, catching up on old times and discussing occurrences during the days before Viggo had arrived.
Viggo pressed his ear to Dom’s bedroom door, and hearing silence he gently pushed the door open. Stepping quietly into the room he moved around the various surfaces quietly extinguishing the candles that were burning low. Stopping beside the bed he stood watching for long moments. Both men seemed to be trying to absorb themselves into the other, the sheet covering them both to the chest, Billy’s head resting on Dom’s shoulder, his face turned up to Dom’s, both of them breathing the same air.
He pulled the sheet that had fallen down Billy’s back higher and quietly left the room, at the door he firmly embraced Orlando who had stood there watching him while he took care of his hobbits.
“One day elf boy, one day you’ll find it too.” He whispered into Orlando’s soft dark curls.
"No, Vig," Orlando said sadly. "There's no one out there like that for me; no one that could love me that much."
Viggo walked to the living room, dragging Orlando behind him. Elijah lay on sofa, half his body sliding, glasses held precariously in one hand, soft snores emitting from his opened mouth.
"The problem is," Viggo began, lifting Elijah further unto the couch and removing his glasses, "that everyone misses what's right in front of them." He covered the sleeping boy with blanket, placing a soft kiss on his forehead, before sitting on the coffee table in front of Orlando.
"People go searching for love, and most of the time it's staring at them in the face. Look at our two little hobbits." He smiled holding one of Orlando's hands in his.
"Do you love me, Vigs?" Orlando asked, eyes brimming with tears.
“Of course I do, but not in the way that you mean or need.” He took both of Orlando’s hands in his and clasped them tightly before pressing his lips to Orli’s knuckles. “Stop searching so hard for it, stop looking for it in every person you meet, if you do this it won’t be so reluctant and it will seek you out.” Viggo spoke softly “Believe that you will find your one true and perfect love and you will find them.”
Orlando pulled his hands from Viggo’s and stood, bending to press a soft friendly kiss on Viggo’s forehead. “Thanks Vig, I’m going to go for a walk, Ill be back soon.” He straightened and walked from the house. Viggo stood and watched him from the kitchen window for a short time, sitting on the sand near the waterline, watching the waves roll in.
Viggo ran his hand through his brown hair, somehow startled when he didn't find Aragorn's length or thickness. He poured himself a glass of water, and proceeded to lock the house, remembering to leave the porch light on and the patio door unlocked for Orlando.
He checked once more on his three sleeping hobbits, before slipping into the guest room. Nightly routine completed, Viggo sat on the bed, his mind working overtime. He reached over and took the phone off the nightstand, dialling a familiar number.
"How soon can you get to Hawaii?" he enquired as soon as the telephone was answered.
“If there’s a flight available by tomorrow night Hawaiian time, why what’s the matter?”
“Dom’s had an accident.”
“Yeah the Ringbearer rang to let me know he was okay.” His voice answered thick with concern “He is okay isn’t he?”
“He will be fine. I’ve got another problem.”
“Which is?” Viggo could hear the unspoken question in his voice.
“Elf Boy.” Viggo answered simply
“What’s wrong? Is he hurt? What’s up?” the questions were fired quickly filled with concern.
"He's convinced himself that no one loves him. Which is a silly notion, isn't it?"
A long silence followed Viggo's question, before the voice on the other end answered timidly, "I can't Viggo. I can't tell him. He doesn't even know who I am."
Viggo laughed. "He knows who you are. He just doesn't know how you feel, and that's because you won't tell him. He needs to hear it, and he needs to hear it soon, before he becomes jaded and gives up on love altogether."
The sigh that followed told Viggo that reasoning had worked. "It's noon here, I'll finish up a few things and take the first flight out."
Viggo said his goodbyes and hung up the phone. A knock at the door a while later pulled him away from the book he was reading. Orlando stood at the door, hugging himself, looking more like a child than an almost thirty year old man.
"I, um, saw your light on," he said shifting from side to side. "Can I…do you think I can stay with you tonight, please? I…I can't stand to be alone."
Viggo looked at him for a long minute and reached across the bed flicking the sheet back.
“Be my guest elf prince.” Viggo smiled as he put the book on the bedside table, then slid down on the bed opening his arms to embrace the trouble elf.
“Don’t worry” he soothed him as he drifted to sleep in his arms “It’ll all be different soon.
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*hugs*
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Hmmm I think I like having *the smutty thesaurus* reading us.
Glad you're enjoying hon.
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ok, you nearly have me in damn tears with those songs, and then you make me laugh. i'm totally digging this great balance you've got going. funny, sweet, serious, funny around and around again. brilliant!
i loved how you had Dom and Billy get together in this chapter too. Billy's reaction was especially tender.
kerry =)
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Aren't they so adorable together.
Let me add to
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Perfect.
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ah, well, so long as somebody loves Orli, I suppose it's good. Any change of Viggo and Lijah? I know, I know - stop trying to get the entire Fellowship sleeping together...can't help myself. Love the slashy hobbitses and such.
Am eagerly awaiting the next chapter...
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We've got some out of the ordinary pairings but i think they all work quite well, but you'll just have to wait and see.
Glad you're enjoying it hon,next chapter will be up tonight.
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Glad you're enjoying hon.
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Glad you're enjoying it so far.
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Thank you for the kind words. Glad you're enjoying it.
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On to the intimacy, and I don't just mean the sex. The quiet moments between Billy and Dom are so beautiful and poignant. That's what made the sex even better. The tenderness and love that is conveyed just blows me away. Dom had better remember all of that when he gets his old memories back.
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I like to think our Viggo isn't far from the truth too.
Dom might just remember more than you think.
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Glad you're enjoying it.
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Andohmygodsuchhotsex.
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And they don't do so badly together do they?
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Seriously you'll find out soon, really soon.
Glad you're enjoying it.