FIC: Making Memories of Us 18/28

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Title: Making Memories of Us 18/28
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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"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."


Billy looked up at Dom tears running down his cheeks. “I love you Dommeh, you are my paradise. Your heart is a wonderland of joyous emotions. ” He whispered “Paradise is a bitter place without the right ingredients.” He pressed his lips against Dom’s. “But I know what you mean. “I’d give up forever for one more day with you.” He whispered.

Dom traced Billy's bottom lip with his thumb before pulling it between his teeth. He heard Billy gasp as he bit down harder than usual, then soothed over the tender flesh with his tongue. He kissed his lover passionately, not stopping until both their lungs were screaming for oxygen.

"What am I going to do?" he whispered, lips pressing a kiss to Billy's temple, warm tears running down his face. "What am I going to do, Bills?"

“You’re going to do what we always do Dommeh.” Billy murmured. “When you get your memory back, we’ll deal with whatever we need to and then we’ll regroup and do what we can to get back to being us again.” Billy’s eyes clouded over and he sucked in a sharp gasp of heartfelt pain at the thought of losing Dom and trying to re-gather the pieces of their friendship, or worse, losing his friendship but being forced to act the part at public events. He leaned up and kissed Dom softly his tongue flicking out to catch Dom’s teardrops. “No matter what baby,” he whispered “I don’t want you to be hurt, by anyone even me.”

"We could do it right, Bills?" Dom leaned back to look at Billy, his eyes filled with tears and desperation. "We could go back to us, right? There's nothing that could ever make us stop being Dom and Billy, Merry and Pippin right? We'd always find a way to work things out, wouldn't we?"

Billy winced as Dom's fingers unconsciously gripped his shoulders tightly. He saw nothing but fear in the younger man's eyes, and yet, he didn't know if he could tell him the truth. Tell him that he wasn't sure if they'd be able to work past his betrayal.
"Please, Billy," Dom squeezed tighter, eyes pleading for Billy to tell him that his fears were unfounded. "We can fix us? We fought in New Zealand, didn't we? We got it back? Please, Bills, tell me we can get us back."

“We can only try Dommeh.” Billy spoke softly “Yes we fought in New Zealand but we were always Dom and Billy, never fought badly enough to hurt our friendship. I’d like to think that we’re stronger than that.” He murmured, “But Dommeh we’re not fighting and I don’t plan to fight with you. You’re starting to worry me. Is there something you’re not telling me? What has you so scared?”

Dom blinked back his tears, wiping the back of his hand quickly across his cheeks. He moved and squirmed in the bed until he was the one being held, Billy's arm wrapped around him. "I'm just scared I guess," he mumbled into the Scot's chest. "I'm getting little memories back and I'm afraid that when it all comes back, they'll show that I'm an awful person. Then at the same time I'm scared that I won't get anymore back and I'll have lost all our past."

Billy rubbed Dom's back reassuringly, trying to comfort the man. But there was something not right with the Dom's answer, with his outburst. "You're not an awful person, Dom. You're the kindest, most caring human being that I've ever met. And if you don't get it back, then we'll make newer, better memories."

“We already have Bills.” He murmured pressing soft kisses against Billy’s heart “There is something else.” He looked up into Billy’s eyes, holding his gaze as he spoke. “I’m so afraid that I’m forgetting something important, something that’s not quite right. That I’m somehow cheating you out of or into something that you didn’t want, or god forbid only want this because I do.” He paused drawing a deep breath. “I guess what I’m saying is that I’m giving you an out, if this is not what you really want, and it’s not what we’ve planned before. It’ll hurt like hell but if you need to walk away I’ll understand.”

Billy's breath caught in his throat and his heart stopped beating as Dom spoke. He could feel the color draining from his face as his mind screamed that Dom knew he was deceiving him. The blood pounded in his ears and he tried to understand what Dom was saying.

"I've got everything I want, Dommeh. I've got you. You're what I want. You've always been what I've wanted. I'm happy, Dom. You make me so happy, but now you're telling me to walk away from you. I don't understand. Tell me the truth, Dom, what's going on. Where are these thoughts coming from? Did someone say something to you?"

Dom pulled away from him and sat up pulling his knees up to his chest, his eyes filled with tears.

“Honestly Bills?” he whispered on a question. “I am so ecstatically happy and so deeply all encompassing in love with you that I know there must be something wrong. I don’t know what it is, but it’s just not normal that two people can be so happy. I know that I’m happy so it must be you that’s sad and I love you so much that I don’t want to be the one hurting you. If somehow I’ve tricked you into something that you don’t want I’d rather know now. I’m not stupid Billy I know you’d do anything for me. I just don’t want you to lose yourself by trying to fix me.” He sighed deeply. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that nothing can be this good Billy. Can it?” he reached out to cup Billy’s face with one hand his thumb tracing Billy’s lip. “I’m waiting for the other boot to fall and I don’t want it to crush your heart.”

Billy sat shocked on the bed. There it was. His secret; out in the open. Did Dom even realize what he was saying, how true his words were? But maybe this was his chance to tell the truth, to come clean. He closed his eyes and drew in a shaky breath as Dom touched his face. Lifting his hand, he held on to Dom's wrist, pressing wet kisses into the palm of his hands.

"We are this good, Dommie." He pressed Dom's kiss-filled palm to his heart, covering it with both his hands. "Yes, I love you more than anything in the world, and yes, I would do anything for you. But I could never lose myself fixing you. You are a part of me, and if you're broken then I'm broken."

He inhaled shakily, trying to get his voice to steady. "I haven't been tricked into doing anything that I didn't want to do. You haven't forced anything on me. I'm with you because I love you; I love you so much that it hurts to not even be in the same room with you. I feel as if you're trying to push me away, Dommeh, and that's hurting me. Don't do that to us. We're so happy now, happier than we've ever been. Don't push me away. Don't see things that aren't there."

“All I see is you Bills.” Dom leaned forward tearing streaming down his cheeks as his mouth twisted into a huge crooked grin. “You’re all I need, all I want. I don’t need memories so long as I have you.” He whispered “If you promise me that you’ll never let me hurt you, I promise I’ll stop waiting for that boot.” He shrugged his fingers tracing the tears on Billy’s cheeks. “I’m sorry I’ve been hurting you, I never meant to, all I want is for you to be as happy as I am.” He leaned in and kissed him wetly.

Billy let out a silent breath, the tension seeping from his shoulders. He held Dom's head in his hands, kissing his forehead and wet cheeks, tasting his Dommie's salty tears. "You could never hurt me. That's why I gave you my heart; I knew you'd always keep it safe."

He smiled at his lover, grateful to see the twinkling returning in his eyes. Pulling Dom's face towards his, he kissed him greedily, his tongue pushing into Dom's mouth, searching his out. He sucked hungrily on Dom's lips, nibbling on the bottom, the top, both. "I love you so much. You make me so happy," he whispered against Dom's lips, pulling him down on top of him.

Dom rested his weight on his forearms, licking and sucking and kissing Billy’s lips. His hips undulating gently against Billy’s as he lay cradled between Billy’s thighs.

“One more question for you my love,” Dom murmured. “I want us to have a tangible bond. If something were to happen to me, I want the world to know that I loved you. I know it’s not legal but it’s what I want for us. I’d like us to get married but first we can have an engagement ceremony whatever the fuck you call it. Maybe at the BBQ before we go back to Scotland.” He murmured, “But I only want you to say yes if you can promise me we would be this happy if I hadn’t had the accident.”
Billy rolled out from underneath Dom, sitting up so quickly that his head spun.
"Did you just?" He blinked, his mouth dropping open. Had Dom just asked him to marry him?
He tried to calm his breathing feeling as if the world room was spinning around him. He couldn't say yes. He couldn't marry Dom knowing that he was lying to him. He couldn't have their marriage built on a lie, his deception. If Dom knew what Billy had done, he would be disgusted with him. Dom wouldn't want anything to do with him, never less be married to him. He couldn't say yes, even if it was what he desperately wanted. A future with Dom, their future. But he couldn't do it. It wouldn't be right. It wouldn't be fair to Dom. He'd just have to make up some excuse about rushing into things and the timing not being right.
Squaring his shoulders, he faced Dom, hopeful-looking blue eyes staring at him. "I...I...," his voice cracked and he knew what he had to do. "Of course, I'll marry you, Dom." He lunged at the younger man, plastering wet kisses over his face. "Yes! Yes. Yes, I'll marry you."
“Don’t do this because you think I want it Billy.” Dom pulled back from Billy’s mouth, “Do it because you want it for us. It’s what I want for us, what I’ve always wanted for us; please don’t make this about making me happy because I can’t remember anything. Do this for you? I want to make you happy, I want to grow old by your side, I want to be there until the end of all things with you and only you. I want to die old and happy and protected in your arms.”
Dom spoke truthfully. There was no need for him to lie; this is what he had wanted for years now. “I want the world to know that I’m the other half of Billy Boyd, and for the world to see that Dominic Monaghan is incomplete without you by my side. I want our friends to see what we have and know that happiness does exist, that if you trust your love you can do or be anything you want to. But most of all I want you to know, really know just how much I love you.” He whispered as he pulled Billy’s face back down to his. “You’re the yin to my yang; you’re the sunshine in my soul, the light to my dark. I want to pick you up when you break and hold you till you heal, I want to see joy in your face and know that I helped to put it there, I want, no I need the first thing I hear each morning to be the beating of your heart and the last thing I hear at night. I want to wrap myself up in you and never let you go. I love you so much, and I don’t have adequate words to explain it to you. I know you can feel it when we make love.” Tears welled in his eyes and trickled across his cheeks. “You are my everything, Billy Boyd, and I want the world to know.”
Billy kissed Dom's tear stained cheeks, his own running freely down his face as well. "I'm doing this because it's what I've dreamt of for as long as I've known you, Dom. It's what I've prayed for at nights, what I've wished for when I blew out my birthday candles or pulled apart a wish bone."

Billy wiped one cheek, rolling on his back, staring up at the white ceiling. There were so many dreams that he had had about their future together. So many things that he had wanted them to do, to experience together. He had pushed them all aside, stored them in some secret place in the back of his mind, thinking that this day would never come. But it had; they were so close to having the future that he wanted for them. "I'm not doing this because I think *you* want it; I'm doing it because *I* want it. I want nothing more than to spend every waking minute of every single day of the rest of my life with you. I'd never leave your side if I didn't have to, and I don't care if that makes me sound pathetic. When it comes to you, I am."

He turned his head to look at Dominic: his best friend, his lover, his everything. "I want everything you want. I want to wake up in your arms every morning, and go to sleep with you curled around me every night. I want to work with you, travel with you, experience everything with you. I want us to have a family, because I know you'll make a wonderful father. I want a little girl with your eyes, and a little boy with your mischievous grin. God, Dom. If there was some way to get you pregnant, I'd do it. I swear I would," he laughed, rubbing Dom's stomach tenderly.

"I love you, Dominic. More than I ever thought it would be possible to love someone. The fact that you want...you want me, an old, balding, short man, it's amazing and unbelievable. I want this, I want us." He kissed Dom, pouring all of his love into it. "Believe me when I say 'yes.' Yes, I want to marry you; yes, I want to spend the rest of my life loving you. Yes."

“You know I plan on living for a very, very long time.” Dom leaned forward and pressed wet kisses all over Billy’s face.

“I hope so.” Billy whispered into Dom’s ear “I think it might take me at least an age to show you just how much I love you.”

“I think we might be in luck then because I think I might just have that long.” Dom smiled against Billy’s face as he held him close.

“It’s not going to be a legal ceremony Dom.” Billy leaned back a little to look into Dom’s face

“It’s okay if we get engaged tomorrow? So if it’s okay with you I’d like to ask Viggo to handle the party. Our Engagement party.”

With that one name, Dom’s world came crashing back to earth. Viggo was going to want to kill him. Dom closed his eyes briefly and couldn’t help the way his body had flinched at the mention of Viggo’s name; he only hoped that Billy hadn’t noticed.

Billy noticed Dom's slight flinch, and felt his heart begin to crack. It was one thing to say something; it was different to actually do it. "Dom? Dommie?" He rubbed the younger man's arms, willing him to open his eyes.

He barely managed to contain the sob at the fear he saw in them. "It's okay, Dommie," he whispered. He hugged the other man, resting his head on his shoulders. "We don't have to rush into this. We'll have the party later; there's no need for us to do it tomorrow."

Billy hiccupped as the tears that he had been fighting sprang forward. His body shook as he tried to reassure Dom...or was it himself? "We'll think of this as a long engagement, yeah? We'll take our time: we're not in any rush. Don't worry, Dommie. We don't need to do it tomorrow."

Dom took a deep breath and struggled to hold back his own tears. His hands flew to Billy’s face, turning it to face him, to look into his eyes, trying to will him to know that it wasn’t their plans that scared him.

“Billy, don’t do that.” He whispered his voice thick with tears. “Don’t doubt me, don’t doubt my love and don’t doubt that I want nothing more for the rest of my life to be your partner.” He paused. “Every single word I’ve said to you in this bed is absolutely true Billy. I’ll swear it to whatever God you want. If I lost you it’d be like cutting out my own heart.” He blinked away the tears that glistened in his eyes. “Don’t. Ever. Doubt. That.” He sighed knowing he’d have to explain. “Viggo is disappointed in me, I should remember more by now, I should have myself back. He’s told me that we shouldn’t make any huge changes until I remember.” He pressed a kiss to Billy’s chin. “I think marriage is a big change don’t you. I just think he’s gonna be pissed at me for asking you, that was all.” He grinned crookedly at Billy.

Billy groaned internally, his excitement over Dom's proposal causing him to forget Viggo's annoyance with their current situation. Dom was right: Viggo was not going to be happy at all about this. "He's not disappointed in you, Dom. He loves you, and just wants you to get better as quickly as you can. We all do."

Billy's heart melted at Dom's grin. It was amazing how much power he held over him. One word could cause his heart to break, but it only took a smile and he would feel whole again. "I think he'll be more upset at me for saying yes, than you for asking. You always were the impulsive one out of the two of us. He'll probably give me a big lecture about responsibility, but I know him, and he'll be happy for us. He knows how much we love each other."

“He’ll be pissed at me for asking in the first place Bills.” Dom sighed “He’ll be pissed because I promised him I’d do something and I’ve turned around and made the biggest change I possibly could. He won’t be disappointed he’ll be hurt.” He spoke softly, then grinned and pressed a soft kiss to Bill’s forehead “But if you want him to speak for us, I’ve got broad shoulders I can wear his disappointment until he sees how good it is for us.” Dom smiled and pulled Billy closer, wrapping his long legs around the back of Billy’s thighs “We’ll ask him together in the morning.” He whispered licking and nipping at the side of Billy’s neck. “Isn’t there something better we could be doing?”

Billy wanted to ask what he had promised to Viggo. He wanted to reassure him that Viggo would not be upset at him. But when Dom wrapped his legs around him pulling him closer, when he felt that warm tongue licking along the ticklish flesh of his neck, the only thing Billy wanted was Dom: Dom against him, on top of him, underneath him, inside of him.

"What did you have in mind?" he managed to ask before Dom's lips pressed against his. The same tongue that had been doing delicious things to his neck, repeated the performance in the inside of his mouth. He gave up control of the kiss, letting Dom plunder his mouth,
while his hands began creeping underneath Dom's clothing: one skimming up his smooth back, the other slipping underneath his waistband squeezing the soft, firm cheeks it encountered.

Dom kissed him, long, wet and suckling his delicious mouth before he lifted his lips from Billy’s. He gently slapped Billy’s hands away from his body and rolled them so that Billy lay under him. Dom ground his hips against Billy’s letting him feel his erection rubbing against his own. Dancing his fingers down Billy’s arms as he kissed him, he laced their fingers together. Lifting Billy’s arms over his head, he gently wrapped Billy’s fingers around the iron railings of the headboard.

“Don’t let go.” He whispered against Billy’s lips before licking a long wet stroke of his tongue along Billy’s pale neck, smiling at the shiver it produced “I want to make love to my fiancé,” he whispered softly as his fingers trailed across Billy’s t shirt covered chest and across the waistband of his loose fitting, low slung jeans. Looking into Billy’s slumberous eyes he dipped his fingers inside brushing across Billy’s erection.

"Please," Billy's thick accent begged as his hips lifted involuntarily. Dom nodded, pressing open mouth kisses down Billy's clothed chest. The Scot's t-shirt had lifted revealing a span of silky skin, and Dom kissed the warm flesh, dipping his tongue into the belly button, enjoying the moans of pleasure above him.

"Please," Billy repeated lifting his hips higher, trying to get some friction on his hardening erection. While Dom's mouth had been busy lavishing his belly with attention, his hand had stilled over Billy's length, not squeezing, or stroking, or touching. Just there.

Dom followed the trail of darkening hair down till he reached the waistband of Billy's jeans. He began unbuttoning the silver-coloured button when a soft hand stroked his cheek lovingly. He sat up suddenly, giving the man beneath him a disapproving look.

"Hands, William," he said sternly, fighting the grin that was forming on his face.

The older man pouted, his hand rubbing his hand defiantly over Dom's crotch. "I can't help it," he whined, a gleam in his green eyes. "I can't keep my hands off you."

"Well you'll have to," Dom said, taking the hand off his crotch and lifting it to the headboard again, "or I'll keep my body off of you. Now behave, or I'll tie your hands."

Billy’s eyes sparkled and he let his hand lower to trail across Dom’s face and neck once more. “Promise?” he whispered, his hips arching up desperately seeking contact.

Dom straddled Billy and reached up dragging Billy’s arm with him, he slipped it through a scarf looped through around a railing in the headboard. Moving quickly he did the same with his other arm. Testing his bonds he made sure he could easily escape before he leaned down to lick his way down from the pulse point in Billy’s left wrist all the way down to his neck. The tendons cording as he stretched to bare himself to Dom’s mouth.

“Please Dommeh” Billy whimpered his hips arching up under Dom wantonly.

“Please what Billy?” he purred as he nipped at the sensitive flesh under his mouth.

Billy opened his mouth to speak, but nothing but a whimper emerged as Dom pushed his t-shirt as far up as it could, his fingernails gently scratching along his side, biting down on a hardening nipple. He licked around the bud, his wet tongue soothing the burn, before biting down a bit harder. Billy bit down on his lip hard, trying to suppress the scream that threatened to rise. He hoped that Orlando and Daisy had gone outside, because if Dom kept this up, he wouldn't be able to stay quiet much longer.

"Please what, Billy?" Dom asked again, moving to the other nipple. While his mouth worked the sensitive nub, his hand twisted and pulled at the other. He could feel Billy's heart racing underneath him, his suppressed groans making him even harder. But this wasn't what he wanted; he wanted to hear Billy scream.

He ground his hips harder, biting down harder, twisting harder...before pulling back, sitting on knees. Billy's face was flushed, his cheeks red, eyes tightly closed. There was a small hint of blood where his teeth had bit into his lip, and Dom leaned down to wipe it away. "Please what, Billy?" he asked for the third time.

Billy released his lip from between teeth, and opened his eyes, only a hint of green visible around the dilated pupils. "Fuck," he breathed out.

“That doesn’t tell me much baby.” Dom cooed as his fingers made short work of divesting Billy of his jeans. The worn denim was bunched at his knees effectively trapping his legs as Dom leaned down and nipped sharply at Billy’s erection through his soft cotton boxers. Sitting back he smiled with almost feral desire at Billy his fingers swirling all over his exposed skin as he leaned across and kissed him wetly. His hand slipped down to reach into the opening in his boxers and released him. Billy’s flushed erection jutted through the fly in his boxers the gentle breeze from the lanai doors blowing across his heated flesh. Billy shuddered at the sensation of the cool air. As Dom’s fingers closed around his throbbing length an involuntary whimper escaped his lips.

“Please Dommeh.” He whimpered, his teeth puncturing his lip as he bit down on it, desperately trying not to make a sound.

“You’ll have to be more specific Bill? Please what?” Dom almost purred as his hand stroked Billy tightly.

Billy shivered with want, half-lidded eyes blackened with desire. He watched as Dom pointy tongue snaked out between his lips and dipped into the clear drop of pre-cum on the head of his penis. A soft hum of appreciation heard shortly after.

"If you don't tell me what you want, baby," Dom said licking his lips, his hand still moving tightly up and down Billy's erection. He looked at Billy, the stare heating up the man beneath him, before lowering his mouth over the swollen head. He sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing with effort before pulling back with loud, slurping sound. "Then I'm going to assume that you want me to stop."

He grinned wickedly at the man under him, the pace of his strokes speeding up. "Is that what you want, Bills?" Stroke. "Do you want me to stop?" Stroke.

Billy tried to take a deep breath and collect his senses, but Dom’s mouth put an end to that, his lips closing over the head of his weeping cock turning his deep breath into a low keening moan of pure desire.

“Fuck Dom.” He whimpered brokenly. “If you keep that up I’ll have a stroke.”

Dom lifted his head and ran his tongue the length of the pulsing vein. “Just when I thought I was the only one who could stroke here.” His head lowering to take Billy deep into his mouth his throat relaxing and taking him deeper.

“GodDommehSuckmeharder.” He moaned his head thrashing from side to side on the pillow as he struggled to maintain control. “Pleasedommehpleasemakemecome”

Dom hollowed his cheeks, his lips forming a vacuum around the thick flesh in his mouth. He fondled Billy's heavy balls, rolling them between his warm fingers. He knew that Billy was almost there, he could feel the urgency of his thrusts, could hear the change in his breathing. Billy was so close, all he needed was a few more...

"Fuck!" Billy screamed in frustration as Dom pulled his mouth off his penis leaving the wet cavern with a resounding pop. He pulled ineffectively at the ties binding his hands, attempted to wrap his legs around the young man leaving the bed.

"Don't worry, Billeh," Dom drawled, pulling off his t-shirt, "we will." He made a show of unzipping his pants, listening to the hitch in Billy's breath when his erection sprung free as soon as the jeans had slipped past. In the short time he and Billy had been together, he had yet to see the necessity of underwear.

He watched Billy watch him as he stroked his hardened flesh, the Scot's tongue licking his dry lips. He walked to the dresser, his erection hitting his firm abs, smearing a thin line of precum on it, and picked up the almost empty bottle of lube.

Crawling onto the bed, he smiled as Billy tried to spread his legs, the jeans around his ankles impeding his efforts. "Anxious much, Boyd?" He squirted some of the cool gel on his hand and watched Billy's eyes widen as two fingers pushed their way past his own tight, muscles.

His own eyes flickered closed as he struggled to maintain his tight hold on control, his free hand fluttered towards his own leaky erection and stroked it harshly, the fingers of his other hand scissoring madly inside himself. Opening his eyes, he looked straight into the aroused gaze of his hungry lover.

The hand that had been stroking himself reached out and wrapped its long fingers around Billy’s heated length, stroking him hard and fast, making his hips arch up off the bed and shout his name.

“PleaseDommehPleasepleaseplease.” He whimpered over and over, until Dom moved to straddle his hips. His long fingered hand still wrapped around Billy as he guided him towards his tight opening.

Pushing down, he felt the tight burning sensation as Billy’s thick cock pushed past the ring of muscle. Then in one long thrust he sank down onto him, taking him deep inside him. His eyes closed, his head thrown back, one hand resting against Billy’s chest, fingers toying idly with one nipple. The other hand wrapped around his erection, fingers sliding wetly along its length as he started to move.

Billy was at a loss at what to do. His hands were still bound, and he hadn't yet managed to free his legs from the pants pooled at his ankles. Bending his knees slightly, he planted his feet on the mattress and began to thrust up into Dom as much as he could.

"Relax, baby," Dom panted, twisting the rosy nub between his fingers. "I'll handle this. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." Dom rose, clenching his muscles around Billy as he did. He paused at the top, only the swollen head of Billy's erection still in him, before slamming back down.

Billy gasped as Dom began a fast and frantic pace, slamming down on him with such force that Billy was sure he'd be bruised tomorrow. He watched as his lover moved up and down, his hand moving just as frantically over his length. Dom was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his skin glistening in the sunlight. His head was thrown back, mouth hanging open, eyes closed. There was only one emotion written on the young man's face: pleasure.

“Dommeh.” Billy whimpered watching him through half lidded eyes. “Dommeh. Look at me.”

He struggled to keep his own eyes open as the intoxicating sensations washed over him. “God Dommeh.” He whimpered as Dom’s smoky grey eyes opened. Billy gazed into his eyes, his hips thrusting up into Dom’s body even as Dom plunged himself onto Billy harder with every thrust. Billy could see Dom was walking a fine line between control and release and smiled slowly, he held Dom’s gaze, his eyes filled with love and lust and he spoke just four words to his lover. “Come for me Dommeh.”

Those four words were all that were needed to push Dom over the edge. He moaned, the sound coming from deep within, his hand still on his erection, as his release spurted covering himself and Billy. He swayed slightly before collapsing on Billy's chest, his chest heaving as his body began to relax.

"I love you; I love you," Billy murmured in Dom's hair as he continued to thrust into Dom's tight channel. He muscles around him clenched one last time and he came with a scream, spilling his seed inside of Dom. His head fell back against the sweat-soaked pillow, his fingers still gripping the headboard tightly.

"Dommeh?" he whispered, kissing a temple. "Baby, my shoulders are starting to hurt." A kiss was pressed to his chest as sleepy eyes opened briefly before fluttering close.

"Dominic Monaghan, don't you dare fall asleep on me!" Billy said trying to move the heavy load off him.

“Mmmmngnhhhh” Dom mumbled against Billy’s chest.

“Dominic Monaghan, you wake your sexy ass up now.” He struggled to kick free of the jeans that tangled at his ankles. Wrapping his legs around his lover’s hips he rocked against him.

“Dommie please baby,” he whispered against his hair “Wake up for me? You’ve gotta untie me baby.”

Billy breathed a sigh of relief as Dom lifted his head up, sleep filled eyes gazing at him. "Love you, Billy," Dom slurred before his head once again dropped on Billy's chest.

The Scot groaned and rocked his body trying to at least roll Dom off him. "Dommeh! Get up! You have to untie me," Billy whispered harshly through gritted teeth.

"Sleep now, Bills. Married. Clothes later. Hmm. Turniphead. Haa haa. Billy," Dom mumbled incoherently, tightening his arms around Billy.

"Dominic Monaghan. If you don't untie me right this second, we're never having sex again!" Billy hissed, his threats being met with a soft snore.

Comments

[katze-boston.livejournal.com]

oh, marvelous marvelous marvelous!!!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*hee*

Happy that you're liking it hon.

[-vanillashake.livejournal.com]

Awwwwww.
Don't know what to say... you. make. me. cry.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*passes kleenex*

Didn't mean to make you cry sweetie.

[daydreambeleevr.livejournal.com]

whew! amazing stuff. :grin:

and Viggo is gonna kick Dom's ass tomorrow.


i'm a little surprised that they're both still so positive the other is going to be upset. they've spelled it out, i thought pretty clearly, that they're doing what they're doing because they each love the other.

Dom did give Billy an out, with that whole "“I guess what I’m saying is that I’m giving you an out, if this is not what you really want, and it’s not what we’ve planned before. It’ll hurt like hell but if you need to walk away I’ll understand.” and poor Billy nearly freaked out.

the BBQ should be a hoot. :grin:

kerry =)

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Woohoo, Viggo the asskicker is coming soon, trust me.

I think the both of them know exactly what the other thinks and that's the problem. They're not worried about the emotions, they know how they feel about the other, but their big issue is the fact that they're lying to each other.

The BBQ is definitely going to be good.

[sourgreenapples.livejournal.com]

that sex was hawwwwwwwwwt. and they're engaged!

Seriously, I'm waiting for them to work this out. Better or worse, i don't know. Are you enjoying watching me squirm?

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

I always enjoy watching squirming.

Glad you liked it.

[emma-took.livejournal.com]

Haha I love that Dom fell asleep, Bill's arms are going to kill him later, as Viggo is gonna kill Dom haha

And awww engagement!!!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Poor Dommie was sleepy, Billy isn't gonna be happy.

Glad you're enjoying.

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

"Dominic Monaghan. If you don't untie me right this second, we're never having sex again!" Billy hissed, his threats being met with a soft snore.

This was PRICELESS! Once again, I have to ask myself why men have to be so stupid when it comes to emotions. All Dom has to do is say "Billy, I remember everything, but I love you and still want to marry you. I always have." What is so hard about that? Men!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*blushes*

They don't deal well with emotions do they?

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

I suppose they can't help it. After all, with all the blood in their bodies spending most of the time below the belt, brain cells are going to die from oxygen deprivation.

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

That was good and that last bit had me laughing. Great job guys do it again!!!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

They are rather amusing aren't they?

Glad you're enjoying.

[darkfaery1.livejournal.com]

My goodness, Dom is just digging that hole deeper and deeper. Of course, Billy jumps right in after him. It'll be interesting to see what happens when they hit bottom. Dorks. Wonderful update as usual.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

His memory should have been served with a shovel shouldn't it?

[loozy.livejournal.com]

Hoehoehoe... *snicker