FIC: Making Memories of Us (15/28)

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Title: Making Memories of Us
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 first
Feedback: Yes, please. We live for it.
Header Art: Our wonderful header was created by loki_girl
Crossposted: to 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: Back to our regular schedule if a couple of hours early (cos i'm actually off for an early night) Next chapter will be posted on Wednesday.
The song that spawned the fic: Can be found Here
Previous Chapters: Here
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It hadn’t taken long for the other men to find their way from the kitchen. Viggo had thrown an arm around Elijah’s neck and told him that a walk in the fresh air would do him good. Orlando and David had sat on the steps, sharing an after dinner cigarette before they both decided to turn in.

In the bedroom next to Billy and Dom’s, they lay on the bed facing each other, fingers laced together, talking softly until their conversation was interrupted by a keening wail through the wall that separated them from the next room.

“PleaseBillyfuckmepleasenow” Dom’s voice called.

Both men looked at each other stunned for long minutes before Orlando leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to David’s lips.

“Jesus; Does that happen often?” David asked as he pulled away from the kiss.

“You're so tight, Dommie," Billy’s voice moaned through the wall. "So hot and tight around me."

“Does that answer your question?” Orlando smiled as he leaned in for another kiss.

“Damn it, how the hell do you cope?” David snickered as he listened to the resultant moans and creaking bedsprings from next door.

“Oh I think we’ll find a way.” Orli winked.

David moved closer until he and Orlando were mere inches apart. He could feel Orlando's warm breath ghosting over his face, and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of their breaths mingling.

Although he was not voyeuristic by nature, David could feel his body responding to the moans of pleasure coming from the other room. He lowered his eyes slightly, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

"Harder Billy, fuck me harder," was heard from the adjacent room, and David couldn't help the soft moan that slipped from his lips. The mattress dipped and suddenly there was Orlando, pressing into him, chest to chest, hip to hip.

"I want that," Orlando said against his lips. "I want that to be us one day."

David closed his eyes when Orlando began rubbing their clothed erections together. A hand grabbed his buttocks, pulling him closer into the muscular Brit, the slow undulations never ceasing.

"I've wanted you for so long, Orli," David whispered breathlessly. He knew he would probably regret his words later on, but he wanted more from Orlando that a one-night stand. "I don't want us to rush into this. I want us to take things slow."

“Please God don’t make it six years slow.” Orli murmured.

“Oh I think we can work something out.” David smiled against his mouth as his fingers trailed across Orlando’s t shirt covered belly his fingers deftly working to unclasp his thin leather belt and open his fly. His hand slid inside to caress Orli through his boxers, his gentle fingers rubbing across the hard ridge of the younger man’s arousal.

"Fucking come with me," they both heard Billy’s voice growling, David’s fingers rubbing faster and harder.

Orlando tilted his head to nuzzle against David’s throat, his hips rocking against David’s hand, his teeth nipping his neck.

“Yessss Daisy.” Orlando hissed “For the love of heaven don’t stop.” He moaned as they heard Dom’s voice scream in absolute bliss.

“Come for me ‘Lando.” David murmured as he watched his partner’s face, both of them hearing Billy’s matching cries of completion.

David watched as Orlando's body stiffened, his mouth forming into a small "O", before feeling the fabric of his boxers dampen. He continued to stroke the softening length, attaching his mouth to Orlando's temple.

"I haven't done that since I was 15," Orlando giggled a few minutes later.

"Done what?" David asked, bringing his fingers to his mouth and tasting the bit of Orlando that had seeped through the thin fabric of the boxers.

"Come in my pants." Orlando bit his lower lip, looking slightly embarrassed. David gathered Orlando's face in his hands, kissing him deeply, sucking on the tongue that was offered to him.

“No need for embarrassment my dear elf.” He kissed him wetly. “We’ve got forever to explore.” He whispered against his lips “That was just a taste.”

He rolled them so that they were spooning his arms wrapped loosely around the young Brit as he nuzzled into the side of his neck. “I think we should get some rest don’t you?”

Orlando turned his head and met David’s lips slowly. “Stay with me tonight?” he whispered.
Can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be.” David murmured tightening his hold.

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Dom woke slowly the gentle rays of sunrise starting to spread across his bedroom, his neck ached but not with the bone jarring intensity of days past, now it was more of a muscular ache, that he was more than happy to cope with without medication. He turned his head slightly to watch Billy as he slept, one arm draped across his chest, one tightly muscled leg thrown across his upper thighs every breath causing it to rub against Dom’s morning erection. Billy’s matching affliction rubbing against Dom’s hip. Billy’s head resting on the pillow beside his own. Billy’s dark lashes fanned across the dark circles under his eyes. Sharp tears stung Dom’s eyes as he realized that he had put those circles there. He alone had the power to ease Billy’s torment, yet selfishly he chose to keep his secret. He sighed deeply.

"Are you done staring at me?" a thick-Scottish accent asked. He smiled as tired eyes opened revealing the emerald-green orbs that he loved so much.

"Never. You're the only thing I ever want to look at for the rest of my life." Dom brushed their lips together, before pressing in deeper, his tongue desperately searching for Billy's.

Billy groaned into the kiss, opening his mouth for Dom's tongue to explore. Their naked bodies slid over each other, each man moaning when their hardening erections touched.

"I'm sorry that I woke you up," Dom said, nibbling on Billy's bottom lip.

"You didn't wake me." Billy opened his eyes, looking at Dom questioningly. "Is everything alright, Dommeh? Are you sure that I didn't hurt you last night?"

“Bills I know you, you would hurt yourself before you would even unwillingly hurt me.” He paused and leaned in to kiss him gently “No you didn’t hurt me, stop fretting mother.” He smiled against Billy’s perfect mouth as his hand slid down and closed around Billy’s erection rubbing it with long slow strokes.

“God Dommie,” Billy whispered. “You make it so hard to have a coherent thought.’ His hips thrust towards Dom’s hand.

“Maybe I don’t want you to think.” He whispered against his mouth. “Maybe I only want you to feel.”

“I was thinking last night.” Billy gasped “While I watched you sleep.” His focus was rapidly diminishing as Dom’s hand stroked him faster.

Dom’s hand faltered at Billy’s words but he regained his composure quickly. “What about?” he asked casually

“I want us to go to Scotland, just you and me, as soon as we can.”

Dom nodded his head vigorously, kissing Billy deeply. His strokes quickened and he ran his fingernails lightly up the sensitive shaft. He swallowed Billy's moan, feeling his hand being coated with Billy’s warm release.

"When can we go, Bills?" Dom asked, licking his fingers clean. He kissed Billy again, allowing the older man to taste himself on Dom's warm tongue.

"Soon. I...I want us to spend some together, just you and me," Billy replied. His hand ran down Dom's stomach, following the trail of curly hair until it encountered the hot, leaking flesh.

"Just us...yes...god," Dom breathed out, Billy's teasing strokes making it difficult for him to concentrate. In Scotland, he'd be able to love Billy freely, without the weight of Viggo's disapproving stare on him.

“I didn’t think I was that good.” Billy smiled against Dom’s mouth as his thumb began scraping across the sensitive head, his fist jerking rapidly along Dom’s swollen shaft. “But you can call me God if you like.” He grinned as his mouth devoured Dom’s again, swallowing his hoarse cry as he found his release.

“I love you, you silly git” Dom murmured stringing wet kisses across Billy’s face. “I’m serious Bill, can we go today?”

Wiping his hand on the corner of the blanket, Billy pulled gathered Dom into his arms. "I think today might be pushing it a little, don't you?" He kissed the top of Dom's head, squeezing the younger man tightly. "Daisy just got here. It would be rude if we left without spending anytime with him."

"He's got Orlando. He didn't even come here to see me," Dom pouted, his bottom lip sticking out. "Come on, please Billy. Please." He batted his lashes knowing that Billy wouldn't be able to resist him much longer.

Billy giggled and pinched Dom's butt cheek. "You stop that," he laughed, pulling at the protruding lip. "We've got guests and it'll be rude to just pack and leave. Anyways, you haven't seen your Lost co-stars since the accident. I was thinking that we could invite them over for a barbeque later this week, say our goodbyes then."

“I don’t want to see anyone but you.” Dom pouted.

“Pouting won’t get you anywhere buster.” Billy smiled “Evey and Emilie and Jorge have been phoning every day, they want to see you.” He slid from the bed and leaned down to press a wet kiss against Dom’s lips. “Stay there and I’ll bring breakfast back for you.” He murmured as he stepped into a pair of Dom’s loose fitting track pants.

“No chance.” Dom smiled up at him, “I’ll come with, if nothing else the view will be pretty spectacular.”

“You are incorrigible.” He murmured as he snuggled into Dom’s neck “You should shower, you smell like hot, bone melting sex.”

"That's only because I've been having hot, bone-melting sex, lover of mine," Dom said, slipping out of bed. He arched his back and stretched, his naked body completely on display. He saw Billy lick his lips, and rotated his hips slowly for his benefit.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me?" he asked, rubbing his naked body on Billy like a cat.

"I want to," said Billy, rubbing his hands along Dom's side, "but we'll never get anything done today if I do. Plane tickets, travel arrangements."

He slapped the round globes and pushed Dom towards the bathroom. "Go on. If you're fast, I'll help you put on your sunscreen," he told him with a wink.

Dom yelped, blowing Billy kisses as he jogged to the bathroom. Yes, a trip to Scotland was just what they needed he thought as he turned on the shower, and it wasn't like he was running away from his problems, just delaying his heartbreak.

Billy wandered into the kitchen , whistling softly as he walked, startled as he entered the kitchen to find four sets of eyes watching him as he walked in.

“Good morning gentlemen.” He smiled as he walked across the room to the kettle, testing its water volume he set it on the flame on the stove top. “Sleep well?”

“Eventually.” David stated dryly.

“How’s master merry?” Viggo asked quietly.

“He’s showering, but he’s doing fine.” Billy nodded with a smile.

“You both were last night.” Orlando stated dryly.

Billy blushed as he remembered just how vocal they had been. “Sorry guys.” Billy shrugged, his face flushed with embarrassed colour.

“Has he remembered anything else?” Viggo murmured.

Billy paused, hand on a mug. He thought back to Dom's strange behaviour last night: his clinginess, his tears. Shaking his head, he grabs the mugs and a large plate.

"No, nothing more," he sighed, his feelings teetering between relief and regret.

"He'll get it back," Orlando chipped in. "He just needs more time and rest."

"I agree. That's why we're going to be leaving for Scotland in the next few days," he said quickly, unsure of Viggo's reaction.

"Pardon?" Viggo placed his bowl of mate on the counter, turning to look directly at Billy.

"I just think that Dom needs a change of scenery," he told the Dane. "He's very excited about it, too."

Viggo hummed, picking up his bowl and sipping the warm drink slowly. "Well, if the two of you think that it will speed up his recovery," he said calmly. "I just wonder if this isn't an attempt on both your parts to run away from...something, the truth, the future for example."

“I’m not running.” He shook his head “I just think it might be better for him to remember the truth in a different environment. He loves this house, this island; I don’t want it to have any bad memories for him.”

“Instead you’d prefer you had them in your home so you have your misery to dwell over for eternity.” Viggo sighed

“Something like that.” Billy spoke turning to the kettle and fixing two cups of tea.

“That’s bull crap Boyd.” Elijah stated “You’re taking him as far as you can from distractions so he can’t keep up with his own memories.” He paused. “You’re prolonging the inevitable Bills.”

“Be quiet Ringbearer.” Viggo spoke authoritatively “If they want to do this no one can stop them.”

"Don't you think I know that, Lij?" Billy asked placing a plate of muffins angrily on the tray. "I know what I'm doing is wrong, but..."

He shook his head angrily, placing breakfast items roughly on the tray. He slammed a small jar of jam down, not flinching when hot tea spilled on his hands.

"I just need a little bit longer," he mumbled sadly, hands braced on the counter, head hanging. "I just need a little more time with him. Please?"

Viggo stood and walked to Billy wrapping his arms around the smaller man, his hand gently brushing against his heart.

“The more time you take master hobbit, the more it will hurt.” He whispered wisely.

“I know.” He murmured “But I’m not strong enough to give him up Viggo.”

“You may not have to.” Viggo spoke against Billy’s ginger curls then released him.

“We’re going to have a barbecue for Dommeh’s cast mates tomorrow night.” Billy turned and faced his friends.

“Lij?” Billy smiled at his fellow hobbit, “Can I put you in charge of rounding them up? Evey and Emilie’s phone numbers are on the fridge they can probably sort the others out for you.”

Elijah gave a prolonged and exaggerated sigh, throwing his hands in the air for effect. "Sure, get me to do the dirty work. Everyone else will just spend the day counting each other's fillings." He ducked the towel that was thrown at his head, snickering at the redness creeping up David's neck.

"Hey, it's not everyday that two pretty girls will answer the phone when you call," Orlando joked. "You should consider your self lucky, hobbit."

"What's that supposed to mean? I'll have you know that many a girls answer when I call. Girls are practically begging for me to call them." Billy rolled his eyes as his two friends began their daily verbal warfare. He smiled as David looked on with a mixture of confusion and amusement across his face.

Picking up the loaded breakfast tray, Billy gave a small smile to Viggo. "I wouldn't go if he wasn't excited about it; you know that right, Vig? He wants to go; he really does."

"I don't doubt that in the least," Viggo said walking out of the kitchen with Billy. "I just feel that both your reasons for taking this trip are unfounded. But, this is unfortunately not my decision to make. If you're both happy with traveling to Scotland, I have no choice but to support your decision."

"Thanks Vig," said Billy in a quiet voice. He continued towards the bedroom, knowing that if he turned around, a Ranger and King would still be standing at the end of the hallway watching him.

Slipping into the bedroom he placed the tray on the bedside table and flopped down onto the bed, his face nuzzling into the pillow inhaling Dom’s scent.

“Lover mine.” Dom’s voice spoke softly as Billy felt his knees on either side of his hips. Dom’s mouth brushing across the nape of his neck as he straddled him.

Even as Billy lifted his hips to rub up into Dom’s touch, the crack of his soft ass rubbing against Dom’s semi flaccid penis, he sighed in satisfaction.

“I’m all packed.” Dom whispered. “You and me and this.” He murmured against Billy’s neck as he ground into him. “That’s all we need Bills.”

"You're all I need," Billy gasped as the penis hardened above him. He felt Dom's damp fingers on the waistband of the sweat pants he wore and lifted his hips to have the clothing pulled down.

He sighed happily, sinking into the mattress and rubbing his penis on the cool fabric trying to create as much friction as possible. The comforting feeling of Dom's hard body pressing down on him returned, open mouth kisses being placed along the side of his neck and his back.

"We need to change the sheets: they smell like sex," he said turning his head to the side in order to be understood. One hand clasped the pillow under his head, the other reaching to grip the headboard.

"That's the reason why we shouldn't change them…. The lubes too far away," Dom muttered, his kisses moving lower Billy's spine. Billy opened his eyes and saw that the bottle in question was halfway across the room, no doubt having been kicked off during last night's activities.

"Forget it; we'll manage...ahhhhhh." His words turned into a loud, pleasure-filled moan, as the man above him parted his cheeks and began kissing down towards his entrance.

As Dom’s tongue flicked wetly across him, Billy hips pushed back against his mouth, his fingers tightening in a white knuckled grip on the headboard as an incoherent whimpering sob passed his lips.

Dom smiled at Billy’s responses, pressing one hand against the small of his back, holding him still as he thrust against the sheets, desperate for friction on his erection. Flicking quickly back and forth with his tongue he pushed the tip against Billy’s entrance, past the tight ring of muscle and into his lover’s body. Billy’s mewling scream of pleasure was all the response he needed before he repeated his actions over and over again.

Billy's nerve endings were on fire. He didn't know whether to push down unto the mattress or up unto Dom's long, wet tongue. He bit into the pillow trying to muffle his screams. The fact that none of their guests had burst into the room concerned over his safety was incredible.

Dom pulled his knees up under him, trying to get his tongue as deep in Billy's ass as possible. He had never done this before, and deep down had thought the entire idea of sticking your tongue in someone else's ass disgusting. That was until he had tasted Billy. He tasted sweet, dark, sinful. Like sex. And Dom wanted more.

"OhfuckfuckgodfuckDom." Billy's words strung together, only interrupted by his sharp inhales of air. Dom smiled to himself, continuing to lap at Billy like a kitten. He withdrew his tongue much to Billy's protest and sucked loudly on his finger. Billy looked back at him, green eyes dark with desire, cherub lips slightly opened.

"Don't worry, Bills," he said huskily, lowering his face once more. "I've just started."

Pressing his face against Billy’s ass, his sharp teeth nipped at the firm cheeks before he pressed his tongue against his opening again and pushed inside. His tongue swirled pushing as deeply as it could, even as his saliva wet finger trailed closer. Slowly, carefully pushing his long digit inside Billy, alongside his wriggling writhing tongue, they plunged in and out of Billy in counterpoint, as Billy’s hips pushed up from the bed desperately mewling for more.

Reaching his free hand under his wanton lover, Dom stroked him hard and fast. Not waiting for the gentle tenderness they always had, his fingers closed tightly around Billy’s erection, every stroke twisting and pulling.

“Sweetfuckingheavendommehfuckme.” Billy’s screams were muffled by the pillow he bit into trying to silence his cries.

Dom's erection was throbbing painfully. He pulled his tongue away, his finger continuing its in-out motions. He coated his penis with the clear fluid that was steadily leaking from the tip, a soft moan slipping past his lips as he stroked the hard shaft.

"Fuck Dom, hurry up," Billy pleaded.

"Patience, William, it's a virtue," he said helping Billy on his hands and knees. Holding his penis in one hand, he teased Billy, rubbing the weeping head on Billy's puckered entrance.

"Your tongue was just up my ass, you know nothing about virtue," Billy panted trying to push back onto the thing he wanted most. "Dominic Bernard Patrick Luke Monaghan, FUCK ME!"

Dom gripped Billy's hip tightly, then pushed in with one hard, long thrust, groaning all the way in. Billy yelped, his elbows momentarily giving out. He recovered quickly, pushing back, enjoying the feeling of Dom throbbing inside of him.

Billy groaned, pushing back hard, his senses overcome with feelings, the feel of Dom buried deep inside him, the feel of his hips pressing against his buttocks, his long elegant fingers digging sharply into his hip, his other hand wrapped around his aching cock, Dom’s sweat dripping onto his already sweat slick back.

He turned his head, his eyes finding Dom’s as he teasingly, achingly slowly pulled almost out of his body and pushed slowly back in.

Dropping down, so his shoulders pressed against the mattress, his nose rubbing against sex scented sheets, gasping as the new angle pushes Dom against his sweet spot. He groped back with his hands, his small fingers gripping at Dom’s hipbones, struggling to pull him faster, harder, deeper into him as he bucked back into him.

Dom wiped a bead of sweat away from his eyes, his hips snapping with force. The sound of skin slapping against skin was accompanied by their laboured pantings and Billy's odd incoherent muttering.

His hand tugged consistently on Billy's erection, using the constant flow of liquid to aid his stroking. He leaned forward kissing Billy's back and licking the sweat off.

"I have to take another shower," he wheezed, pushing harder into Billy. If it wasn't for the small hand squeezing his hips painfully, he would have been convinced that he was hurting the other man.

"Uhhhhh...me too," Billy breathed out, letting the pillow case fall out from between his clenched teeth.

He reached forward with one hand to re-grip the headboard as Dom, finally, began to quicken the pace. His prostate was been assaulted with every thrust of Dom's thick length. He hissed when Dom's fingernails scratched along his sensitive penis.

"Moremoremoremoremore," he began chanting, unsure of what exactly he wanted more of, but thankful that Dom was giving it to him.

Billy arched up into Dom’s thrusts, incoherently begging for completion. His breath catching in his throat as he struggled to breath, his fingers clenched and unclenched in the sheets. One hand gripping the headboard, the other groped behind him struggling to complete his contact with Dom, pressing his hand against Dom’s on his hip, he gripped the long elegant digits tightly lacing his own fingers through them.

Dom plunging deep inside him, each stroke pounding relentlessly across his prostate, Dom’s chipped black fingernails scraping along his aching cock, his own fingernails digging into Dom’s hand as Billy tugged him forward, had all but reduced Billy to a whimpering, mewling puddle of electrified nerve endings.

“Pleasepleaseplease.” His husky brogue chanted, his accent so thick it was barely recognizable.

Dom's restraint finally broke and he began to thrust into Billy with abandon. His heavy balls slapped against Billy's bare cheeks, while his hand tightened almost painfully around the Scot's erection.

"Come on, come on, come on," he repeated like a mantra, all the while stroking and pulling and pushing and thrusting. It was as if Billy had been waiting for permission for as soon as the words had left Dom's mouth, his body stiffened and he screamed, his orgasm ripping through his body.

Dom felt his hand being coated with warm, wet come, Billy's muscles continuing to clench around him. The Scot's knees had given out and he laid prone on the bed, wheezing for air. Dom sank down with him, his hips continuing to push inside the tight cavern. He was so close, he could almost taste it.

Billy shuddered beneath Dom, his lungs screaming for air. Above him, he could still feel Dom pounding into him relentlessly. He lifted his hips slightly, making it easier for the younger man, then clenched his muscles tightly around Dom's length. Dom's movements faltered, followed by a prolonged moan, and then spurts of warm come coating the lining of Billy's channel.

Dom collapsed heavily against Billy’s back, their bodies still intimately joined. Long minutes passed as he gathered his breath, his soul finding its way back into his body after shattering into tiny pieces with the force of his climax. His lips found Billy’s neck and kiss him wetly, a frown furrowing his brow.

Pulling carefully from Billy’s body, he rolled to his side, one hand brushing the damp tendrils of hair from Billy’s forehead as he kissed him gently.

“Bills,” he murmured softly one hand clasping his shoulder and shaking him lightly “Bills you’re scaring me.”

The fuzzy haze surrounding Billy was oddly comforting and he found himself wanting to sink deeper into it. He would if it weren't for the persistent voice calling out to him. He wanted to tell the person to be quiet because he was having a lovely nap, but the voice just grew more and more anxious. Giving up, he opened his eyes slowly, lashes fluttering as his retinas adjusted to the brightness. The first thing he saw were worried looking grey-blue eyes staring intently at him.

"Oh, God Bills. I thought I lost you," Dom said, his voice laced with worry. He pulled the other man's head into his chest, massaging his scalp gently.

"Did I black out?" he asks, lifting his leg over Dom's hip. In this position their flaccid erections rub gently against each other, and he sighs in contentment.

"That's never happened to be me before, though I don't think I've ever come that hard before." He rubbed his dry lips against Dom's sweaty chest, snuggling closer to the man.

“I thought I’d killed you.” Dom murmured against his hair his fingers stroking up and down Billy’s back. “I thought I was too rough….I don’t know. You wouldn’t wake up; I didn’t know what was wrong. I thought I’d hurt you somehow.”

“Never.” Billy slurred in exhaustion. “You couldn’t hurt me.” He murmured against Dom’s chest before tilting his head backwards, his heavy lidded eyes finding Dom’s. “’sides, you didn’t believe me just how good you are did you?” he pressed a wet kiss against Dom’s bearded chin. “I’ll let you in on a secret; you’re the best I’ve ever had.” He moved to snuggle against Dom’s chest again. “I love you.” He whispered pressing his lips over Dom’s heart.

"I love you more, Bills," Dom said, kissing the top of Billy's head. He reached down and tugged at the corner of the thin top sheet. The door to the lanai was opened, a refreshing breeze drifting in. Normally he would have slept uncovered, but he covered them more for modesty's sake than anything.

"We really should get up," Billy said sleepily, feeling Dom pulling him closer to his body. He sometimes wished that he could someday just crawl inside the other man's body, and stay wrapped around his heart.

Dom made a non-committed sound, throwing his limbs over Billy.

"You haven't even had breakfast yet, Dommeh," Billy reminds him, though he himself hasn't made any indication that he is getting off the bed. "Plus we have company."

"I'll survive quite nicely on sleep and sex. Thank you," Dom yawns, his heavy eyelids fall shut. "They can surf or something. I'm recovering from an accident, I need my rest."

Billy chuckled, sliding higher up the bed so that he and Dom were face to face. He rubbed their noses to together before kissing the soft, rosy lips in front of him.

"I'll be a good host after we sleep, Bills," Dom mumbled already falling asleep. "Close your eyes and sleep, I've got you." And Billy did.

Comments

[emily-112.livejournal.com]

A new chapter already!!!! YAY! This is better then any easter egg! This story is so wonderful and hot, its perfect!

I wonder if Dom will tell Billy that he remembers before they go to Scotland?I hope he does, then they can have great time there without them both worrying so much.

I loved the bit with Orli and David at the beginning, their relationship is so sweet.

I am addicted to this fic now! Cant wait for the next part.

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

You all were spoiled over Easter. I think Suzy's back to her regular posting now!

Hmm, we'll see about Dom telling Billy that he remembers things. It would make things easier, wouldn't it? But that would be too easy.

[daydreambeleevr.livejournal.com]

"Pardon?" Viggo placed his bowl of mate on the counter, turning to look directly at Billy.

hee. i bet he can toss a whole lot of kingly authority in just one word, don't you? :grin:



"Your tongue was just up my ass, you know nothing about virtue,"

bwahahah.



"I'll survive quite nicely on sleep and sex. Thank you," Dom yawns, his heavy eyelids fall shut. "They can surf or something. I'm recovering from an accident, I need my rest."

such a terrific blend of hawt sex and funny banter. i'm running out of ways to say wonderful job! :smile:

kerry =)

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

Oh, Viggo doesn't even need to speak to toss around his authority! Strong, silent type is he. Ooh, I'm watching LotR:TTT at the moment. Mmmm Aragorn mmmm.

[fromperdition.livejournal.com]

Okay so I was going to save my comment for the end of this wonderful story, but I can't take waiting anymore. I love the idea of the whole thing, it's fresh and awesomely written. It's just awesome. One of the best multi-chapter fics I've read.

All the love between the boys makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Billy and Dom are just too cute,especially when they're worried about hurting eachother, and they have some of the hottest sex, man kudos to you for writing it!

Can't wait for the next part, cuz I'm sure it will own at life.

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you so much for commenting. *turns red*

I'm glad that the boys make you warm and fuzzy inside. I think they do that to just about everyone and I'm glad we were able to convey it in the chapters.

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

Damn... still wondering what Dom could possibly be worried about! If he doubts Billy at all, he only needs to ask Viggo. *G* Wondering just how in the world you're going to think of NEW ways for these guys to have hot sex, considering they seem to have run through the spectrum in one short week - *G*. Very sexy. mmmmmm.....

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

I'm sure Dom's afraid that Billy will think he's using him for his hot body! Oh, we haven't yet explored all the ways they could have hot sex! There's soooo much unchartered territory...and rooms...and positions...and toys ;)

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

*wants to use Billy for his hot body, too!*

*L*!

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

Another chapter! This is like hunting for easter eggs and finding the first one! Loving all of the hot sex! You guys do a wonderful job in mixing the smut and the tenderness. Will Viggo tell Billy before they leave for Scotland? I know Dom won't. He just needs to fess up and tell Billy. Does he really think that Billy would turn away from him? Boys are so stupid! I had to laugh at David's initiation into the gang. Poor thing had no idea what (or who) was coming when he agreed to visit. I'm sure that he'll manage to survive. Now we just need to find some hot lovin' for Viggo and Elijah.

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

Boys are stupid, aren't they? Heee!!

Maybe he's right to worry about Billy turning away from him? Or maybe he's being silly. Who knows...oh wait, I DO! *is smug* haaa!

Don't you worry about David, he'll be fine. And so will Viggo and Elijah; trust me :0)

[loozy.livejournal.com]

Oh yay... They are like bunnies... Heh...

But damnit, Dom, stop fooling Billy, please :(

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

Dom's an idiot. An idiot who loves Billy madly, but an idiot nontheless.

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

You are now the porn queen, oh my god was that hot!!!

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

There are two of us writing, but I don't feel like sharing the title of Porn Queen- so I'm going to keep it for myself :0) Thank you!

*passes you a glass of water*

[starlingthefool.livejournal.com]

Oh my gawd!
You've actually made me blush! I thought that couldn't happen! Thankfully, it's hidden under the sunburn.

"Your tongue was just up my ass, you know nothing about virtue," Billy panted trying to push back onto the thing he wanted most. "Dominic Bernard Patrick Luke Monaghan, FUCK ME!"

Yeah, and I nearly pissed myself laughing on that one.

[wanderlost.livejournal.com]

We made you blush in this chapter? Ooh, man. This isn't even the hot one!

Haaa. It's been a while since I read that part! Haaa. Oh ♥ the Monaboyd.

[(Anonymous)]

*Gaaaasp*
It gets hotter than this?! Oh lord, give us some warning or my brain might explode in the computer lab at school. Or start humping the nearest human.

[owlgrey.livejournal.com]

Really pleased you're so fast at posting this!

[emma-took.livejournal.com]

ooooh I cant wait for Dom to tell Billy he rememebers!! and Orli and David, are so cute!!!!

This fic is soooo great...cant wait for more XD