FIC: Making Memories of Us (17/28)

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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 Friday.
The song that spawned the fic: Can be found Here
Previous Chapters: Here
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David laid back on the sand laughing as he watched Billy and Orlando wrestling in the sand.

“You do know I’ll have to hurt your boyfriend if he hurts my Billy.” Dom raised an eyebrow as he watched Orli tackle Billy and roll on top of him tickling mercilessly.

“It’s good to see Billy so happy.” David rolled onto his belly in the sand and watched Orli and Billy writhing on the ground.

Dom didn't respond, his mind capturing the image of Billy rolling in the sand, eyes twinkling and cheeks red with laughter. He would store that one next to the image of Billy right before he came.

"You make him very happy, Dom," David told him, his eyes still on the men wrestling in the sand. "Even when we were shooting Rings, I'd have to endure hours of how much he missed you, and how wonderful you were. Forgive me if I don't appear shocked when you start walking on water."

Dom couldn't help the deep blush that crept up his neck. He cheered when Billy flipped Orlando over pinning the Brit down by the shoulders. "I can say the same thing about Orlando. He hasn't stopped smiling since you arrived."

“Yes….Well you might say you two have inspired me…” David’s voice trailed off

“Ok, now you’re going to need to explain that.” Dom tore his eyes from Billy rolling in the sand to look at David.

“We’ve all known it seems since the dawn of time, exactly how you two felt about each other.” He shrugged “I’ve adored the Elvin prince since my first day on set, I want for us what you two have, even part of what you have will make me a very happy Steward’s son.”

Dom closed his eyes briefly, the words that would tell Daisy that his happiness was built on a lie on the tip of his tongue. It was bad enough that Viggo knew of his duplicity, Billy should have been the first to know his shameful secret. Sharp tears stung his eyes as he forced the words back, before they destroyed his life.

“You’ll be happy together.” Dom’s voice almost choked as he spoke, his eyes once again transfixed on Billy’s smiling face as he rolled about in the sand with Orlando.

David rubbed Dom's back squeezing his shoulder affectionately. "So will the two of you. You're memory will return and it'll just prove how much the two of you are in love."

Dom smiled, the black pit in his stomach growing larger. He swallowed the large lump forming in his throat determined to enjoy every happy moment with his friends and Billy, knowing that it most likely wouldn't last much longer.

"Hey! Hands off me hobbit," he heard Billy yell, and turned his head in time to see Orlando dump a handful of sand down the Scot's pants. Billy screeched, a slew of Gaelic profanities exiting his mouth.

"I'm going to kill your elf." Dom poked David in the side before jumping up and heading towards a laughing Orlando and an upset Billy.

"Angry hobbit, 12 o'clock," David warned Orlando, not having moved from his position. He watched with amusement as Dom slapped Orlando behind the head, then sank down between Billy's spread legs.

"We're in public," Orlando groaned covering his eyes as Dom began unzipping Billy's colourful shorts.

Ignoring their friend, Dom cooed at Billy. "My poor baby, did that naughty elf hurt you?" Billy nodded sadly, sticking his bottom lip out for dramatic effect.

Dom slipped his hand inside and made a loud gasping sound. "It's all sandy down there."

Billy sniffed, resting his head on Dom's shoulder. "Come on. I'll wash off the sand and then kiss it better." Dom helped Billy to his feet, wrapping his arm tightly around the waist. They made their way inside, Billy still sniffing, and Dom consoling him vowing a painful revenge on an Elf.

"Good going, Orli," David teased coming up behind the Brit and wrapping his arms around younger man's waist. "You just got us at least three more hours of 'oh God, yes yes, more more'!"

“Just for that we’ll stretch it out to four.” Dom threw over his shoulder, with a broad grin.

David wrapped his arms tighter around Orli as he inched closer to him in the sand, pulling him into the space between his parted legs. Pressing a wet kiss on the side of his neck he pulled back, blowing air to dislodge the sand on his lips.

“You’re all sandy.” He stated.

“Yes,” Orlando grinned, leaning back into David’s touch, his hands dropping to press against David’s outstretched thighs. “Tends to happen when you roll around in the sand. He let his head drop back against David’s shoulder. “Kiss me?” he whispered turning to look into David’s face.

"It would be my pleasure," David purred, pulling Orlando's earlobe between his lips. He pulled at the neck of Orlando's t-shirt, stretching it until it revealed the smooth flesh where shoulder met neck. Releasing the earlobe, he lowered his lip to the junction, kissing and sucking on the warm skin.

"What are you doing?" Orlando panted, licking his dry lips, and tilting his head to expose more of his neck.

"I'm kissing you," David murmured, sucking loudly on Orlando's flesh.

"That's not where I meant," whispered Orlando, rubbing his hands up and down David's bare legs. The youngest son of Gondor had muscular legs, covered with fine, light red hairs, and Orlando loved the feeling of his hands smoothing over David’s firm thighs.

"No? Then where?"

“I think you know.” Orlando murmured against his lips.

“Dammit ‘Lando.” David whispered catching Orlando’s bottom lip in his teeth and nibbling it gently. “I swear you’ll be the death of me.”

“I hope not.” He smiled against David’s mouth as he pushed back against him.

Touching from hip to shoulder, Orlando’s hands firmly kneading David’s muscular thighs, David uncurled his arms from around Orli and let fingers trail across his t-shirt covered chest, his fingers gently twisting his hard little nipples. His other hand lifted to the back of his would be lover’s head his fingers gently carding through the soft brown curls there. Finally allowing his lips to cover Orlando’s mouth, his tongue tracing gently across his swollen bottom lip, teasingly seeking entrance.

Feeling the wet tongue playing against the seam of his lips, Orlando opened his mouth slightly, allowing David entrance. The tongue calmly explored his mouth, swiping over his teeth and the insides of his cheeks, before briefly touching Orlando's and darting back into
its owner's mouth.

Orlando groaned in frustration, opening his mouth wider and gripping David's legs as he pushed his tongue into the Aussie's mouth. David's tongue slunk back, avoiding Orlando until the Brit pulled back with a growl.

"Tease." He felt David smile against his lips, and then the illusive tongue searching his again, this time tangling and twisting around Orlando's. Every part of Orlando's body felt as if it were on fire, from the tip of his toes, to the nipple that was currently being teased into a pointy nub, ending at his taste buds.

David sucked greedily on Orlando's tongue, his hand running up and down the smooth chest. He gasped as he felt Orlando's sneak under the loose legs of his shorts, working their way up his inner thigh.

"Is this okay?" he heard Orlando whisper against his lips.

“Only if you want me to shag you senseless on a beach in full view of the hobbits and the king.” David murmured hotly against his lips.

“Sounds like fun,” the Brit murmured against his lips.

“No it doesn’t.” David pressed his hand over Orli’s stilling its movement and pulled it gently out of his shorts leg. “I want you all to myself.” He murmured pressing their lips together again. “Besides, my sweet young elf, I thought we were going to take this slowly.”

“And if I don’t want slowly?” Orli licked at the tip of David’s nose as he strung wet kisses across his face.

“Then we’ll have to renegotiate.” David smiled, his fingers tangling tightly in Orlando’s hair pulling his mouth back down to his.

"I'm always open for negotiations," Orlando stated before his lips were pulled to David's. Immediately he opened his mouth, feeling the warm, wet tongue stroking and licking all around his mouth.

Wrapping his arms around David's waist, Orlando shifted in the sand, trying to get as close to the other man as possible. The kiss deepened, each man tasting as much as he could, feeling as much as he could, offering as much as he could.

David pulled back, forehead resting against Orlando's, panting heavily into the other man's opened mouth. He opened his eyes to stare at the plump, red lips before recapturing them in another kiss.

Orlando's head spun, his lungs burning for more air, but his heart screaming for him not to stop kissing David. He had never understood why people liked making out. He had always seen kissing as the means to an end; at least that's how his previous lovers had acted. But here now with David, he was finally starting to realize what all the fuss was about.

David let himself fall back against the sand behind him pulling Orlando down on top of him. One hand remained cupping the back of his hand his fingers revelling in sifting through his baby soft hair, the other slid down to cup his lean hip as he rolled to the side catching Orli’s leg between his thighs and rocking gently against him.

Pulling back from the kiss he let his forehead lay against Orlando’s and desperately tried to catch his breath, his hips rocking against his partners erotically.

“I love your hair.” He whispered against Orli’s swollen lips. His teeth plucking at the soft skin as he spoke.

"At least I know now why you're with me," Orlando sighed as David's fingers massaged his head sensually. "And here I thought it was for my pretty face and quick wit."

"Nope, just the hair." David let out a soft giggle as Orlando pinched his butt at his comment. He didn't protest when Orlando slipped his hands into the waistband of his shorts, resting his fingers on the top of his round checks. He lifted his top leg higher, aligning their swelling erections, and gaining a low moan from Orlando.

"You're going to have to pay for my dry cleaning," Orlando said, kissing him sloppily. His breathing was becoming increasingly shallow, and David knew that he needed just a few more...

"Oh, for God's sake! Come ON!"

Both men’s head’s snapped around to look at the owner of the exasperated voice. Heavy lidded passion glazed eyes watched with an air of amusement as Elijah looked everywhere but at them as he spoke sitting down on the sand slightly to their left.

“That was the general idea Lij.” David smirked “Guess that’s out of the question now?” he continued to grind against Orlando as he raised an eyebrow at the ring bearer.

“Damn straight.” Elijah replied without even pause for thought

“Can I not go anywhere on this damn island without having to watch men shagging, more specifically, my friends, whom I do not need to see naked and shagging thanksverymuch.” Elijah almost whined.

"You can try the church, or the supermarket," David teased, moaning as Orlando began biting down his neck. "There's always that one strip club a few miles down, I heard it's completely straight."

Orlando snorted, hiding his face in David's chest as his shoulder shook with laughter. David's hips continued to roll lazily against his, his moans and giggling mingling.

Elijah stared at his friends in horror. He couldn't believe that they were joking about this. "I hate you!" he spat out, kicking sand in their direction. This only caused Orlando to laugh louder, and David's face to grow red.

"I hate all of you!" Elijah screamed stomping in the direction of the house. "Viggo! They're all sex-crazed fiends, tell them to stop!"

"That was cruel," Orlando said after Elijah had stormed into the house cursing his dirty friends who didn't know the meaning of abstinence.

"It was, but it was effective. He did leave."

“That he did.” Orlando mumbled into David’s neck as he strung tiny nipping kisses along the bare flesh there. “Where were we?”

“Right about here.” David tilted his head back as he slid a hand between their bodies to cover Orlando’s erection, his fingers wrapping around it though Orlando’s shorts and rubbing it roughly, the tight friction of the fabric causing him to press his head into David’s neck his hips jerking frenetically into the pressure.

David’s hand merely increased its pressure as his own arousal rubbed against Orli’s hip, his breath wafting through Orlando’s curls as his fingers stroked.

“Feels good doesn’t it ‘Lando.” He whispered against the younger man’s ear. “Just let go for me.” He murmured, his teeth catching Orlando’s earlobe and tugging gently.

"You too; you too," Orlando muttered against David's neck. He licked at the reddened spot on David's neck, knowing that it would be a bruised reminder of today's activity.

David's fingers began to tease his sensitive head and Orlando could feel the familiar tightening in his groin. Before he could warn David, his breath hitched and, his body was shaking in the man's arms, a large wet spot forming on his shorts.

Before David could stop him, he grabbed the red-head's buttocks, pulling him roughly into him, and began rubbing on him with a vengeance. "You too," Orlando growled kneading the Aussie's cheeks in his hands.

He watched as David's pupils dilated, the dark circle becoming even more prominent. The Australian's mouth opened and a soft groan was heard as the fabric underneath his fingers began to dampen.

David smiled, pulling Orlando's head closer to his for a deep, passionate kiss. "God, I'm 15 again," he giggled, rolling over unto his back and pulling Orlando with him.

"Nothing says 'I want you' more than coming in your shorts," Orlando said, laying his head over David's rapidly beating heart.

“Want is it?” David muttered as h pressed kisses against Orlando’s lips. “Do you know how hard it is not to use the “L” word with you?”

Orlando lifted his head and looked into David’s face confused, frowning he spoke softly “Lesbian?” he paused “Why would you want to….”

“Never mind ‘Lando.” David cut him off “Forget it.” He murmured not sure if he was disappointed or relieved that Orlando had obtusely missed the point of his statement.
Orlando could see the disappointment in David’s eyes but couldn’t for the life of him decide what he had done to cause it. Leaning forward he pressed his lips against David’s “Kiss me Daisy.” He whispered.

David tangled his fingers through the dark, curly locks, and lifted his head to meet Orlando's mouth. He whimpered as Orlando's tongue pushed hungrily into his mouth, wrapping around his in a wet embrace. The younger man dominated the kiss, his lips at once hard and soft against David's.

"I like this: kissing you. It's nice," Orlando said, sucking on David's bottom lip. David may have had a fixation on Orlando's hair, but Orlando was just as obsessed over David's lower lip. It was probably the first thing he noticed when David first arrived on set. While the others were commenting on how much he resembled Beanie, he was watching how David's bottom lip looked constantly swollen and stuck out in a small pout.

"I agree," David sighed, his head falling back into the warm sun, "but I think we should stop."

"What?" Orlando sat up quickly, confusion and a hint of panic evident on his face. He pulled at a brown curl, twirling it nervously around his fingers, until David reached up and stilled his movements.

"First, we're in public, and as much as I enjoyed what just happened, it was probably not one of our better ideas," David tried to reassure the worried looking man in front of him. "Second, my pants are a bit gross, and I have sand in places that it probably shouldn't be. I just thought we should run in and get cleaned up."

"Oh," Orlando relaxed visibly, a shy smile playing on his face. "I thought that; well, it doesn’t matter what I thought."

“It will always matter what you think ‘Lando.” He paused, his hand cupping Orlando’s worried face “If…When we do this we share everything you twit. We’ll be a partnership. An equal partnership. Our fears, our concerns, everything. If something is bothering you, I want to know. If I can help fix it then I want to know. If I’m causing it I want to know so I can stop it.”

“I’ve.” Orlando took a deep breath, tears shimmering on his lashes at the sincerity in David’s voice “You’d do that for me?”

“What did you think was going to happen, that we’d fuck and I’ll walk all over you, not care what you thought or felt. I don’t work like that ‘Lando. I don’t just fuck people without feeling. I can’t do that. I thought you felt it too.” David whispered “A relationship is about caring for your partner, my sweet British innocent.”

Orlando looked at him his eyes wide, his mouth open before David hooked a finger under his chin pressing his mouth closed and stood. Extending a hand to the younger man he helped him to his feet. “C’mon lets get cleaned up.”

The two men walked back to the house, their fingers laced together. The house was eerily quiet when they entered, though they noticed Viggo reading in the living room and Elijah lying on the carpet at his feet listening to his ipod.

They walked quickly past Dom and Billy's room, eyebrows rising at the relative silence. "Do you think they finally wore themselves out?" David asked, letting Orlando enter the room first.

"I doubt it," Orlando said while stripping off his t-shirt. "Their mouths are probably just otherwise occupied." As if waiting for their cue, loud moans came from the adjacent room.

"Oh Dommeh! Yes! More! More!"

"Billeh, you Scottish love god! Harder, faster, harder!"

Orlando threw his sandal at the wall as two hobbits could be heard erupting into giggles. "You're right," he laughed turning to face David, "they are crazy."

“But they are in love.” David spoke almost wistfully as he pulled Orlando into his arms for a long gentle kiss. “And that is a beautiful thing.”
“Beautiful?” Orlando cupped David’s face in both hands. “Maybe. But I am happy for them both.” He pulled back, “Can I shower first?”

“Sure.” David sighed pressing a kiss to Orlando’s shoulder as he pulled away.

David stood at the window watching the waves roll into the beach and the sun slowly setting on the horizon. He could hear soft murmuring from the room next door and the water running in the bathroom as he waited. What seemed like just moments later Orli walked back into the room a towel wrapped around his lean hips, another towelling his tousled curls dry. Long damp arms wrapped around his waist and soft lips pressed against his neck.

“Shower’s free.” Orlando’s voice murmured in his ear.

"Did you save me any hot water?" David asked leaning back into Orlando's arms. Orlando hummed, his mouth busy sucking on David's earlobe.

His wet hands slid under David's sandy t-shirt, fingernails grazing along a smooth chest until they encountered hardening nipples. David sighed, unconsciously rubbing his himself against Orlando's towel-clad and growing erection.

He stepped out of the Brit's embrace, turning around to see the familiar pout forming on Orlando's face. "I guess it doesn't matter, since I'll be needing a very cold shower now." Orlando laughed, accepting David's kiss, and watched as the Aussie made his way into the bathroom.

Quickly throwing on his customary plaid boxers, a pair of baggy jeans, and t-shirt, Orlando pulled his hair back with a bandana, and listened for the sound of water running. He slipped out of the room, heading straight towards the living room.

"Hey Vigs, can I talk to you for a minute?" Orlando bit his lip and bounced nervously on the balls of his feet. Viggo nodded and gave Elijah a stern look before leading Orlando to the kitchen.

"What's on your mind, my Elvin Prince?" he asked leaning against the kitchen counter.

Orlando looked peered out to the living room making sure that Elijah was still there before saying in a whispered voice, "I think Daisy thinks that I'm a lesbian, or that I was a lesbian, I'm not too sure."

Viggo frowned, his head tilted quizzically, without even opening his mouth he knew he was going to regret asking, but hearing the worry in Orlando’s voice he knew he couldn’t not ask.

“We were making out on the beach, and you know I totally get it now. You were right, but you always are. Daisy said,” he paused. “Well he said it was hard to not to use the L word around me" he shrugged “I know I’m pretty but still, that was kind of weird don’t you think?”

Viggo’s eyes closed briefly and he shook his head exhaling loudly. “Orlando,” he spoke slowly reaching out to gently thwack the back of the young Brit’s head with one hand “Isn’t Love an “L” word?”

Orlando rubbed the back of his head his brows drawn together in a tight frown “So is liver Vig, but why would it be so hard to say Love around…..ooohhh.” he paused his eyes tear bright “He loves me?” he breathed softly, having his question answered with a quick nod from the King. He didn’t wait for vocalization he turned, suddenly desperate to find David.

“You know sometimes elf boy you are too pretty for your own good.” Viggo spoke as he watched his retreating back. Orlando hurried through house, tripping over his feet and crashing into the wall on his way.

"Klutz," he heard Elijah yell out, the younger man still lying on the carpet.

"Wanker," he responded pushing open the bedroom door. He looked around desperately for David, until his senses finally caught up with his racing heart, and he noticed that the shower was still running.

Rushing to the bathroom, he knocked once before pushing the door open, a thick wall of steam greeting him. He could make out David's lithe form through the shower doors and stood gawking for a minute.

His reason for being in the steamy bathroom came back and he rushed to shower door, opening it quickly and pulling a wet David into his arms.

"Orlando? What's wrong?" David blinked back droplets of water from his eyes, his heartbeat racing as Orlando peppered kisses over his face. To say that he had been startled to have Orlando opening the shower door would be an understatement.

Orlando stepped into the shower, his arms still wrapped tightly around David, his clothing soaked. "I can't say the 'L' word around you, either," he whispered against David's neck.

David felt his legs buckle and was thankful that Orlando was holding him up. He pulled his head back to look into deep brown eyes. "What did you say?"

"I said, I can't say the..." Orlando's words were cut off by David's hot mouth on his. The Australian spun them around, pressing Orlando back against the cool wet tiles. He devoured Orlando with his mouth, his naked body rubbing against wet fabric.

He pulled back from the kiss smiling: "Oh, you mean like 'lesbian'?"

“No you daft prick.” Orli spoke under the jets of water “Love. Why didn’t you tell me you loved me?”

“I didn’t want to scare you away?” David shrugged “I figured it was too soon.” He shrugged again a broad smile splitting his face “I don’t know.”

“Then let me say it.” Orlando spoke clasping David’s face in his hands before pressing in for a quick hard kiss. “I think I may be falling in love with you Daisy.” He giggled softly and pressed his lips to Daisy’s again. He reached down and pulled the wet tee shirt up and over his head, his arms folding around David’s body. His hands cupping his buttocks and pressing him close against him, undulating against David’s arousal.

The rough wet denim dragged a whimpering moan from David’s lips as he pushed Orlando back against the tiles, his fingers pulled the bandana from Orli’s head and tangled his fingers in the wet curls. “I know I love you.” He murmured wetly. “I’d do anything for you ‘Lando”


"Anything?" Orlando's hands trailed over David's naked body, feeling the way his muscles reacted under the ministrations.

David nodded soundless, his lips sucking gently on Orlando's large nipples which were clearly visible through the wet t-shirt.

"Then make love to me."

David stepped back, the warm stream of water massaging his shoulders. "I thought we decided to take it slow, 'Lando? I don't want to rush you into anything."

Orlando shook his head, stepping forward until he and David were touching. "You're not rushing me. I want this; I want you." He ran his hand through the Australian's copper hair, smiling adoringly at him. "They were too afraid to go for what they wanted, and they wasted six years. Six years that could have been spent loving instead of wishing. I don't want us to waste this time that we have together. I know what I want."

David held Orlando's head between his hands, looking into the other man's face for any hint of fear or apprehension. When he found none, he captured his mouth into another kiss before leaning back to turn off the water.

"Are you sure?" He felt Orlando take his hand leading him out of the bathroom. "Just promise me that you'll stop me if anything doesn't feel right, okay."

Orlando kissed David, walking backwards into the bedroom until he felt the back of legs connect with the bed. "I trust you, Daisy. Now, please: make love to me."

“Then trust me to know ‘Lando.” He whispered cupping Orlando’s face in his hands, carefully keeping their bodies apart. “Not now, not here.” He whispered. “I want to make you scream with desire; I want you to cry my name as I make love to you.” He kissed him. “As much as you pretend to be worldly, I know you’re just sweet innocent, shy ‘Lando.” He murmured. “I don’t want you to remember our first time as the night the hobbits heard you fucking.” He paused “You deserve better than that.”

“But…,” Orlando tried to interrupt. David’s fingers on his lips quieted his words.

“Tomorrow night, Orlando.” He whispered “Will be all ours. Somewhere. I know just the place. Just the two of us and our love.”

Orlando stared at David for a moment before sitting on the bed, shoulders slouched, wet curls hiding his face. David wrapped the white towel tighter around his waist, and dropped to his knees in front of Orlando.

"Hey? What's wrong?" he asked, pushing back damp tendrils to see Orlando's sullen face.

"Everybody's always trying to get into my pants, my bed," he said quietly. "You're the only person that I've willingly offered myself to, and you want to wait, to make it special for me. I just don't understand why."

"Because you're special, Orlando. I'm not just after your body; I want your heart and your mind as well. I want our first time to be special because you deserve nothing but the best."

"But I'm not special," Orlando countered, his brown eyes filling with tears. "Elijah's cuter, Dom and Billy are funnier, Viggo's got more talented in his toe nail than I have in my entire body. I'm...I'm really not great. I can hardly act; I'm too pretty, or not pretty enough, I can never figure it out; I babble constantly; I'm clumsy: I fell off a ROOF and broke my back for god's sake. I'm stupid. Should I continue?"

“You are so special it hurts me to know that you love me.” David answered honestly “You have everything the others have in spades, just because some people don’t see it, it doesn’t mean it’s not there.” He lifted Orlando’s hand in his and kissed it gently. You can act and if people can’t see past your beautiful face to see the talent and emotion that you show then that’s their issue. I know you’re amazing, your friends know you’re amazing and so do your fans.” David smiled then leaned up to kiss him wetly. “I know you’re special and I want to prove exactly how special to you. Will you let me do that?”

Orlando moaned his agreement, leaning forward into David's kiss. He suddenly turned his head and sneezed loudly, looking back embarrassed at David.

"You're going to catch a cold, 'Lando," David fussed, pulling the younger man off the bed. "Let's get these wet clothes off you."

"Any excuse to get me naked; typical," Orlando giggled lifting his arms above his head as David helped him pull off his wet shirt.

"I never said anything about not looking, just not touching." David winked and passed Orlando his towel, watching from the corner of his eyes as the Brit stripped off his wet jeans and boxers. He blinked and turned his head, wanting to focus on getting dressed and not the naked man just feet away from him.

"I think just the comforter is wet," he mentioned after dressing, feeling to see if the sheets were wet where Orlando had sat. He folded the light comforter to the end of the bed and slid between the cool sheets. "Join me?" he asked, opening his arms to Orlando.

Orlando rubbed the towel quickly over his head, dropping it on the floor, and crawling on the bed towards David. He curled into the redhead's embrace, dropping his head in the middle of his chest.
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Dom lay on his back on their bed, his head cushioned by a mountain of soft fluffy pillows; Billy curled along his side, one leg thrown over Dom’s thigh, his bare toes casually rubbing against his calf. One hand pressed over the reassuring throb of Dom’s heart, his eyes closed, his breath warm against Dom’s nipple.

Dom sighed deeply, life couldn’t get any more perfect than this, the one person he loved more than life ensconced tightly in his arms, his friends nearby. It was all too good. He knew what the other shoe was and he was desperately trying to avoid having it drop on either of their hearts.

“That was a big sigh Dommeh mine.” Billy whispered.

"What are you thinking about?" he prompted when Dom didn't answer him

Dom smiled at Billy's term of affection, storing that one in his heart along with all his other memories of Billy. He kissed the top of Billy's head, inhaling the fruity shampoo they had used earlier. He wondered if Billy's butt smelled of apricots and guava.

"I'm just thinking that there's no where else I'd rather be at this very moment," he told him honestly. He had much bigger things to lie about, anyways. "My friends are here, I'm holding the man that I love: life is perfect."

Billy inhaled, his heart leaping into his throat. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to Dom's heart, wondering how Dom would react knowing that his perfect life was built on lies.

"Tell me about us, Bills," Dom asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"Us?" Billy turned to look at Dom, the greyish blue eyes looking down sadly at him.

"I want to remember how we started, when we realized that we were in love, meant for one another." Billy saw Dom swallow and his eyes look away briefly. "When did you know you were in love with me, Bills? Was it something that I had done or said?"

“It was the very first minute we met for me. You bounded into wardrobe, with that bizarre haircut and wide grey/blue eyes and that warm all enveloping hug and I lost my heart.” Billy spoke softly his lips moving against the warm skin of Dom’s chest, his fingers tracing through the hairs on Dom’s chest. “Every day after that I fell just a little deeper and a little harder.” He sighed “we’ve never spoken about what you saw in me but I like to think it was at the same time. I’ve never felt so connected with anyone from my first meeting. You’ve been a part of me from our very first meeting, and now I can’t imagine any part of my life without you.”

"I was so nervous to meet you," Dom whispered, pulling Billy tighter into his arms. He could never tire of holding the older man, feeling him pressed against his body. "I knew how close we were going to be working together, and I desperately wanted you to like me. I needed you to like me. I was excited but scared when I entered the trailer, even though I tried not to show it. Then there you were, and you were smiling and you called me 'your Merry,' and the only thing I could think of was to hug you. It felt so natural to hold you, as if you were meant to be in my arms. You were handsome, and funny, and caring, and...and you didn't treat me like a kid. You were everything that I had ever dreamt of. "

“I felt like such a dirty old man that day. You were so young and so beautiful and just made the whole room light up with your incredible personality. I wanted you so badly that day. There wasn’t a thing I could do about it; from the moment your long arms were around me I was lost forever.”

“Nobody has ever said I was beautiful before and meant it. I know I’m no oil painting, my ears are too big my face is crooked but you either don’t see that or you just don’t care.” Dom stroked Billy’s hair gently “No one could ever be as beautiful as you. You’re absolutely gorgeous inside and out and I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you.”

"I'm the one that doesn't deserve you," Billy said, the gnawing feeling returning in the pit of his stomach. "You deserve someone...someone..." He trailed off, his mind screaming "honest; Dom deserved someone honest."

"I deserve someone who loves me," Dom finished the statement, changing the intonation at the end slightly so that it appeared to be a question.

Billy moved up to rest in head on Dom's shoulder, their mouths just inches apart. "And, I do love you, Dommeh," he told him before pressing their lips together.

“Tell me more about us.” Dom whispered against Billy’s lips.

“What do you want to know?” Billy frowned “You live here, I live in Scotland.” He shrugged “The distance sucks but there’s nothing we can do about it for the time being, we both have to work.” Billy paused “I spend most of my time working in Scottish theatre and some Scottish film. I try to come down here whenever I can, but so far we take what we can get in time together.” Billy spoke softly “It’s hard but neither of us can really afford to turn down work.”

“It was hard on us wasn’t it?” Dom asked softly breaking into Billy’s thoughts.

“I can’t speak for you Dommeh, we had never really spoken about it, but being away from you was like breaking tiny little shards off my heart that I could never replace.” Billy pressed his lips to Dom’s chest. “But it’s alright now we’re together. Nothing is too hard for us together.”

"We never spoke about because it would hurt to have it out there, to have to acknowledge that it existed. I'm a selfish man, Bills," Dom paused trying to gather his thoughts. "If we had spoken about it, I would have begged you not to leave me, I would have asked you to stay, and you would have, wouldn't you?"

The look in Billy's eyes answered Dom question. "Even if it meant leaving Scotland behind. I couldn't do that to you. I loved you too much to force that choice on you. But it hurt, Bills. Every day hurt just a little bit more because you weren't there."

He leaned his cheek on Billy's head, blinking back the tears forming in his eyes. Being separated from Billy was the worse part of the end of filming. He had thought that working on 'Lost' would be enough of a distraction for him, but being on the island only made the ache worse.

"Everyone says that Hawaii is a paradise, and it is: a lover's paradise. It's hell being here without you. I don't want to be lonely in paradise anymore, Bills. I want to be with you; that's where my paradise is."

Comments

[loozy.livejournal.com]

*sniffle*

The first paragraphs made me smile, because they are all just so horny, but then it turned to sadness... :(

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*passes kleenex*

Sometimes a bit of sadness is a good thing no?

[-vanillashake.livejournal.com]

The whole Paradise-thing is so beautiful and sad and....aww, they need to be happy. Both of them. :)
Please? ^^

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

They will be won't they? They should be.

[emily-112.livejournal.com]

DOM JUST TELL HIM! lol!!!

This chapter was really sweet and Orlando with the whole lesbian thing had me laughing out loud! I loved the Dom and Billy bits here, just very sweet and slighty sad too.

Cant wait for the next part.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Maybe he'll find a different way to tell him.

Orlando is just so pretty isn't he?

Glad you're enjoying it.

[starlingthefool.livejournal.com]

I love the image of Orli jumping into the shower fully clothed. He's such a loveable ditz. David's character offsets him so nicely.

And "Billeh, you Scottish love god!" *snerk* Brilliant.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Orli is just too adorable isn't he. He needs Daisy.

He's not a Scottish Love God...Ssshh don't tell Dommie

[emma-took.livejournal.com]

Haha Orli is so slow hehe, but sweet at the same time.

Dom needs to just be honest with Billy and visa versa!!

Loved this chapter, so...innocent but so not at the same time!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Orli is so adorably obtuse, he's just so pretty.

They both need to be honest and fesss up don't they?


glad you're enjoying it hon.

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

"Everyone says that Hawaii is a paradise, and it is: a lover's paradise. It's hell being here without you. I don't want to be lonely in paradise anymore, Bills. I want to be with you; that's where my paradise is."

Oh god that just killed me, wow. I know how that feels.
Thanks for another great chapter.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

You could be on the most beautiful place on earth and be miserable, yet be with the one that you love in a hellhole and be happier than you've ever been.

I've been there too, and it's not so pretty.

Glad you're enjoying it hon

[sourgreenapples.livejournal.com]

I loved them listening to the noises that Dom and Billy were making... that was hilarious.

And... *knocks Billy on the head* HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE IT, MAN????? HE'S BACK! rrrrrg.

I can't wait for the next chapter...

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Maybe billy is thinking with the wrong brain?

Glad you're enjoying.

[katze-boston.livejournal.com]

You know, Billy is being a little obtuse here. I mean, Dom has just indicated quite clearly that he remembers being in love with Billy from the very beginning six years ago. So he remembers, and he still loves Billy.

But on the other hand, Dom is being awfully obtuse too. Because Billy just said that it was love at first sight for him...which clearly means that he's not just pretending to be in love with Dom to humour him.

*sigh* Foolish boys. I sense angst. Whee! as long as there's a happy ending eventually. No pressure. :-)

I adore monaboyd, it's my favorite LOTR RPS pairing, but the other thing I love about this story is that it is also exploring relationships developing between the other guys. I am enjoying this Orli/Daisy subplot, and I can't WAIT for Elijah to find someone...someone male, I hope. Please? Pretty please with whipped cream and a cherry on top?

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

I don't think that either of them are thinking terribly clearly, both of them have missed big clues from the other and not responded to them.

We couldn't just let the others go lonely, I love Ordaisy and whilst Lij's partner isn't male, I hope you like the pairing, they really are uber cute.

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

Scottish love god! How on earth did you find out my personal pet name for Billy? LOL!

Obtuse, Oblivious, and Orlando all start with the letter O. Coincidence? I think not. Poor baby. Lesbian?? He thought that David believed he was a lesbian? He really is too pretty for his own good!

"He wondered if Billy's butt smelled of apricots and guava." Okay, I just died laughing at this one. Such a random thought, but one that I truly believe that Dom would have under those circumstances.

Last comment: I am going to climb into the fic and smack Dom if he doesn't tell Billy soon. How insecure and selfish can one person be? Hello? McFly? Billy loves you more than life itself. Tell him before it gets worse!

Lovely chapter as always! I can't wait to read more!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

He is THE Scottish love god isn't he? At least Dommie thinks he is.

Orli is so beautiful and sweet and pretty, he doesn't need to be so much with the bright, but he'll do just about anything for his friends.

My question is, Did he investigate? If he did Billy's reaction could have been amusing.

Things always get worse before they get better.

Glad you're still enjoying it hon.

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

All I could think about this:Did he investigate? If he did Billy's reaction could have been amusing. is that I don't really want to know. Think about all of the fart jokes that they have made to each other over the years. I'm sorry, but men are gross like that.

[owlgrey.livejournal.com]

I love them having fun in the sand!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

They had plenty of fun too.

Glad you liked it hon.

[darkfaery1.livejournal.com]

As much as I crave Monaboyd, I love the sweetness of Orli and Daisy's relationship developing. And as much as I want Dom and Billy to be happy, I love the angst. Keep it coming!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

The Monaboyd is pretty and my OTP but Ordaisy is cute too and there will be more unusual pairings before this is finished.