FIC: Western Lovers: Cowboys & Archaeologists (17/30)

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Title: Western Lovers: Cowboys and Archaeologists 17/30
Author: sassywitch
Pairing: BB/DM with a smattering of VM/LT and DW/OB
Rating: NC-17, to be on the safe side.
Summary: Billy is a man to be reckoned with. Can Dom heal his wounded soul and his own into the bargain. Could Billy make him forget the bitter lessons of the past?
Feedback: Feedback is my writers crack, which is not to be confused at all with plumbers crack.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. These men whilst adorable and perfectly happy to slash themselves, their actual relationship is something that they only know. This story is adapted from a series of books that I adored when I was younger written by Elizabeth Lowell.
Word Count: 4096
Header Art: Courtesy of the incredibly talented loki_girl
Previous Chapters: can be found Here
A/N: A huge thank you to dylan_dufresne for the inspiration, the prodding and the beta. My grammar sucks so she had to suffer it so nobody else would. Next Chapter on Monday.
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"Did you forget something?" Dom asked.

Dom had been in the bathroom, dressing after his shower when he heard the gentle knocking on the front door of the old ranch house. Faded, blue striped pajama bottoms hung low on Dom's angular hipbones, the hems frayed where they dragged when he walked, and a tight, short-sleeved white t-shirt hugged his chest, the fabric almost transparent enough to see his skin through, as it has likewise seen better days. With a fluffy blue towel slung over his shoulder, Dom towel dried his hair with one hand and smiled as he anticipated his Billy's appearance on his top step.

Billy's breath caught in his throat as Dom appeared in the doorway. Softly lit by the light flowing from the workroom behind him, the light created a golden halo around Dom's damp, tousled honey blonde head, the lean lines of his body accentuated by the skin hugging scrap that he called a t-shirt, and the bare inches of golden skin between the bottom of the shirt and his low riding pajamas were exquisite to Billy's eyes. Looking up to meet Dom's gaze, Billy smiled, his mouth dry, his mind vacant of all but one thought. Dom had absolutely no clue how vulnerable, desirable and ultimately lovable that he was.

"I saw these on the way back," Billy almost stuttered, completely entranced by the glowing figure in front of him. "I thought you might like some…..company tonight." He extended a bunch of pale blue wild flowers from behind his back and a bottle of scotch in his other hand. "Maybe a drink before bedtime."

Dom's eyes widened as he looked at the untidy bunch of flowers in Billy's hand, the tiny blue blooms, intermingled with flowers of pure white petals, the green of their stems and leaves dark against Billy's skin. Tears stung Dom's eyes as he flickered between the flowers and Billy's face, his voice stolen by Billy's touching gesture.

"It was a silly idea," Billy murmured, seeing the expression in Dom's eyes. "Go to bed, Honey." He backed down one step, unable to drag his eyes from Dom's. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Billy?" Dom whispered uncertainly, extending one hand to trace a long, trembling finger across a flower.

Billy pressed the flowers into Dom's palm, his hand lingering on Dom's slender wrist, his thumb brushing across the dancing pulse point there.

"I didn't mean to upset you," Billy spoke as Dom pulled him inside the door. "I saw them on my way back, and by the time I showered, I knew you had to have some." Billy placed the bottle of scotch on the hall table, then lifted his hand until his knuckles brushed against Dom's cheek as Dom pushed the door closed and released Billy's other hand. "They're the color of your eyes, you know, not always, but after we've made love, all dark and smoky and blue…."

Dom silenced Billy with his mouth, flowers cascading from long, quivering fingers to the floor around their feet as Dom pressed Billy against the back of the door. His mouth meeting Billy's in a wet, open mouthed kiss, Dom's hands trailed down Billy's chest to grab at his heavy silver belt buckle.

Billy's hands gripped Dom's waist, pulling him closer. After Dom's teeth caught Billy's lip and tugged on it gently, Dom's tongue traced along his lip, following the nipping line of his teeth. Hands trembling and inhibiting his actions as he fought with Billy's buckle, Dom desperately tugged at the metal and leather, struggling to pull it free, or at the very least open. One long, bare foot slipped between Billy's ankles, Dom's feet framing Billy's left leg as his hips slid against Billy's thigh. Dom ground his heavy, insistent arousal against Billy, his every action begging Billy to ease his hunger.

Billy's head tipped back, hat tumbling to the floor as his head hit the solid oak door, baring the line of his throat for Dom's mouth. Wet, open mouthed kisses covering the skin of Billy's freshly shaved neck, and Dom's fingers ceasing their struggles with Billy's unruly buckle, one hand slides down to cup Billy's erection through the worn denim. Fingers knead the aroused ridge hungrily, Dom's other hand, trembling almost uncontrollably as it trails across the taut flesh of Billy's belly.

"Help me," Dom whispered against Billy's mouth as his teeth caught his earlobe and tugged.

Billy's hands rose to grip Dom's face and pull his mouth back to his own, and after kissing him hungrily, Billy pulled away, his thumbs caressing Dom's swollen bottom lip, his eyes never leaving Dom's. "Honey, if we don't slow down, this'll be over before you even get into my pants." He gasped as Dom's hand pressed harder against his arousal, increasing the friction of denim on his sensitive flesh. "Please Dommie…." he murmured, leaning back in to meet Dom's lips in an open mouthed, wet kiss. "We've got all night. Let me love you properly."

His stormy blue-grey eyes dark with the intensity of his arousal, Dom slid out of Billy's grasp, not to move away from him, but to slide slowly down the length of his body. Teeth teasing at Billy's hard nipples through the soft, green cotton shirt he wore, Dom's tongue trailed across the bottom of the shirt and dipped into Billy's navel, swirling in and out, his teeth nipping at the hair that curled gently on Billy's pale skin. Kneeling in front of Billy, his knees between Billy's feet, Dom nuzzled his cheek against the hard, denim covered ridge of arousal, turning to blow a hot breath on the denim playfully.

“Please Billy," Dom almost whimpered.

Billy's fingers clutched at Dom's shoulders, desperately trying to maintain any small shard of his rapidly unraveling control. Unable to find the strength to pull Dom back to his feet, Billy sank to his knees in front of him, wincing as the movement pulled the denim even tighter across his straining arousal. His hands framed Dom's face as their lips met, sliding across each other, wet, messy, open mouthed kisses, sliding across each other hungrily, desperate for some relief from the fire burning inside them.

"Honey," Billy whispered against Dom's skin as one hand slid lower to cup Dom's erection through his pajama bottoms. "We need to move, not here." He gasped as Dom's long fingers kneaded the denim covered ridge of his arousal, more insistently. "Please, Honey," he whimpered.

“Here.” One single word was dragged from Dom’s lips as he looked up into Billy’s eyes, his desperation and hunger a tangible force between them.

"Oh God, yes." Billy threw his head back and sighed as Dom's fingers squeezed at him.

"Touch me, Billy," Dom moaned as his mouth slid across Billy's throat.

Lifting his face to Billy’s, pressing his forehead against Dom's, Billy gulps in deep breaths, filling his lungs with the scent of Dom and the musky aroma of arousal. Struggling to cling tenaciously to sanity, Billy fights the overwhelming urge to throw Dom down on the polished floorboards and take him, there and then.

"If I touch you now, Honey," Billy panted, one hand gripping Dom's wrist, pulling his hand away from its kittenish kneading of his arousal. "You'll be flat on your back, right here, and I'll be so deep inside you neither of us will know where you end and I begin." He gasped as Dom kissed the corner of his mouth and a renewed wave of arousal washed over him. "Honey, please, help me make this perfect for you."

Dom caught Billy's face in his hands and looked deeply into his smoldering green eyes before he gripped Billy's strong, muscular biceps and pulled the cowboy towards him. Rolling onto his back on the hard, wooden floorboards, Dom urged Billy forward until he landed, straddling Dom's thighs, Dom's hands pressed against Billy's thighs, kneading them.

"Want you," Dom whispered, his voice deep and husky, broken with longing and arousal. "Don't care where."

Billy pulled Dom's hands from his thighs and leaned forward, kissing Dom wetly.

"I do," he whispered in reply against Dom's kiss-swollen lips. "You're better than a hard floor, Honey." Billy ground himself against Dom, smiling tightly at the whimper that bubbled from Dom's lips as their arousals met through layers of fabric. His hand reached between them and stroked Dom's thick erection through the soft cotton that covered him, rubbing his thumb across the damp fabric at Dom's tip.

"Bills," Dom whimpered as Billy's thumb brushed across his sensitive flesh repeatedly, and even through the damp fabric, Billy's touch shot arrows of bone melting arousal through him.

"Please," Dom whimpered, his long fingers clawing at the floor crushing the tiny flowers scattered under his palms. "I need you."

"No, Dommie." Billy moved forward, his accent almost unintelligible as his tongue licked a long, slow trail from the collar of Dom's too small shirt, up his neck and across his chin to press soft kisses to Dom's swollen lips. "You've got it all wrong." His words were punctuated by feathery kisses. "I need you," he whispered into Dom's mouth. "I want you, deep inside me." He paused. "If you want me."

Dom went still under Billy at his words. Almost immediately, Billy felt Dom's tension, and pressing his hands to the floor alongside Dom's head, Billy drew a deep, shuddering breath, his hand moving from the damp cotton, trying to work out exactly what had caused Dom's reaction as he struggled to breathe.

"Dommie?" Billy whispered. "Talk to me, Honey. What did I do?"

"I can't, Billy," Dom murmured. "Not after what I did." His eyes are filled with tears as he looked up into Billy's heavy lidded gaze.

"Can't what, Honey?" Billy soothed, leaning forward and resting his weight on his elbows. Stroking Dom's hair, Billy's fingers pause to twirl the soft blonde strands as he soothed his lover.

"You've given me so much, Bills," Dom whispered, pressing his face against Billy's neck. "I can't. Not after….," he stumbled over the words that he struggled to say, paused, then sighed sadly. "I don't want to disappoint you, Billy."

Billy's eyes glistened as he listened to Dom's stumbling confession. "Honey, I haven't given you anything that you haven't deserved tenfold." He pulled back so he could look into Dom's face. "Don't you know yet, you could never, ever disappoint me." He drew in a deep breath before he spoke again. "It's okay if you want to wait, Honey. we can do whatever you want, whenever you want."

Dom laid his head back against the floor and watched Billy, his skin flushed with arousal, and a sheen of sweat beading across his skin. Eyes heavy lidded and dark with arousal, Dom's lips were kiss swollen and edible. "Anything?" Dom murmured.

"Absolutely anything," Billy affirmed, ducking his head to nibble the skin along Dom's jawline, almost relieved the frantic pace had slowed, though his arousal hadn't abated, and had actually intensified at Dominic's confession.

Dom's hand lifted one of the tiny blue flowers from the floor at his side and trailed it along the shell of Billy's ear, smiling at the shiver that traveled the length of Billy's spine at the petals' touch. As Billy lifted his head, Dom pressed his lips to the blossom and tucked it behind Billy's ear. "No one has ever given me flowers before," Dom whispered.

"Kinda figured that," Billy said with a smile. "You deserve them." He nodded emphatically. "Anytime you want them."

"You know what else I want?" Dom murmured.

"Me, I hope." Billy smiled as he pressed kisses across Dom's chin.

"I have a lovely, big, sturdy bed," Dom whimpered as Billy's tongue licked his skin.

"You do. I've seen it." Billy grinned.

"It has a solid headboard," Dom stated as he tilted his head back to give Billy access to his throat.

"It does. Viggo carved it," Billy replied as he licked along the collar of Dom's t-shirt, elicitng a gasp of pleasure.

"It has a rails in it," Dom murmured, his fingers carding through Billy's hair.

"Indeed it does," Billy answered absently, his teeth nipping at Dom's nipples through the nearly transparent cotton.

"Sturdy rails, Billy," Dom whispered.

"Handcarved," Billy growled as he nibbled at Dom's heated skin.

"It's good hardwood, too." Dom groaned as Billy's lips reached the bottom edge of the t-shirt and he licked along Dom's belly, his tongue dipping into Dom's navel for a taste.

"Handpicked by Viggo, just for that purpose," Billy breathed against the now damp skin at Dom's waist.

"For what purpose?" Dom frowned, his hips arching up to meet Billy's mouth.

"To make that bed," Billy answered as he let his mouth press against the well defined ridge under the damp cotton fabric of Dom's sleepwear.

"Oh!" Dom exclaimed as Billy's mouth closed over his arousal.

Billy frowned and lifted his mouth, one hand pressing Dom's hips against the floor as he looked up into Dom's eyes. "What purpose did you think?" he asked lowering his mouth back down to Dom's erection once more.

"I thought you meant," Dom whimpered breathlessly as his hips arched and his fingers tangled in Billy's hair. "For me to tie you to and make wild hot love to."

Billy's eyes widened and his gaze flew to Dom's face, his body throbbing wildly at just the thought of being restrained and pinned under Dom's lithe, golden body. Breathing deeply, Billy struggled to pull his traitorous body back under control as Dom writhed against him. "Ohhhh, Honey," he whispered, one hand lifting to trace his thumb across Dom's bottom lip. "You're serious aren't you."

"Deadly," Dom whispered. "It won't be the same as….as what you wanted, but…."

"It'll be a thousand times better," Billy whispered. Rolling off of Dom's body, Billy laid on the floor beside him, turning his head to look into Dom's face. "A thousand times," he whispered again.

Dom smiled at the breathless tone of Billy's voice. Shifting onto his side, he reached down with hands that were suddenly sure of what they wanted, and what they needed. Quickly unbuckling Billy's belt, Dom leaned forward and pressed his lips to Billy's, as his hand opened Billy's well worn blue jeans, one slow button at a time. Dipping one of his hands inside the soft denim, Dom's long elegant fingers wrapped around Billy's throbbing arousal.

"Dommie." Billy's growl was strangled by the need Dom's touch invoked. "Please , Dommie. I can't. Not now," he whimpered against Dom's lips

"Yes, you can." Dom licked Billy's lips and kissed his cheeks, his chin, his neck, and anywhere else his mouth could reach. "You can for me."

Billy's hips arched up into Dom's hand as it slid along his slick arousal, fingers gripping Billy's flesh tightly and stroking him faster as Billy's hips stuttered. Dom could feel Billy's body tensing under him as his thumb flicked over Billy's leaking tip, his long fingers like a velvet glove, as they wrapped around his heated flesh. "Not now, Dommie," Billy growled "Not now. The bed, Dommie." Billy's voice was little more than a strangled sob as he let go of the final shards of his control. "The bed."

"You want to wait for the bed?" Dom murmured as he withdrew his hand, leaning back a little, watching Billy's flushed face, and felt his hips jerking up into the air, desperate for the contact again. Lifting his hand to his mouth, Dom licked the taste of Billy from his fingers.

"Sweet Jesus, Dommie." Billy's eyes were riveted to the sight of Dom licking him from his fingers, and when he begged, his voice little more than a growl. "Do it. Please, just touch me."

Dom let his hand trail down Billy's belly as he leaned in to kiss him wetly. "Come for me, my Billy."

"Dommie."

Billy's hoarse voice almost screamed as Dom's fingers closed around him again. The pressure of Dom's fingers and the sound of his voice in his ear, whispering, was Billy's undoing. Billy's hips arched up into Dom's grip, his body bowstring taut as he relinquished control of his body, orgasm washing over him like a tidal wave, the fluid pulsing over Dom's fingers as they milked the most incredible pleasure from his body that he could imagine.

As Billy relaxed against the cold wood of the floor beneath him, Dom curled into his side, wrapping his lithe body around Billy's now languid form. His own erection rubbing against Billy's hip as he cuddled into his lover. "See," Dom whispered as he kissed Billy gently. "Someone told me we had all night."

Billy rolled in Dom's embrace, his fingers twisting in Dom's hair as he kissed him slowly, softly, his urgency abated, but not his desire for the young man in his arms. His lips slid slowly over Dom's, tongue dipping between swollen lips, taking pleasure from the throaty moans he captured. Pulling back a little, Billy's heavy lidded green gaze met Dom's passion glazed eyes, and he smiled. He could feel Dom's need humming through his lithe body, limbs taut with a need Dom was only just learning how to assuage.

Trailing one hand down Dom's fabric covered back, Billy's small fingers plucked at the waistband of Dom's pajama pants before sliding his hands under the elastic to trail lower and cup Dom's firm buttocks, pulling him more firmly against his own body.

"As soon as I have bones in my legs again, I'm going to take you to bed, my Dom."

"Somebody took your bones away? Bastards!" Dom frowned, his hips undulating against Billy's.

Billy looked into Dom's face and smiled at the fierce concentration that creased his lover's forehead. Pressing a final kiss against Dom's lips, Billy slid from his arms and rolled to his feet. Pulling on the edges of his shirt front, Billy tugged it open, the press studs snicking loudly as he ripped them apart. Dropping his shirt to the floor atop the wildflowers, Billy gripped the buckle of his belt and with a sharp jerk, pulled it free of his beltloops and let it fall to the floor.

The clatter of the buckle hitting the wooden floor was barely heard as Billy bent and pulled his left boot from his foot, then repeated the action with the right. Kicking both boots aside, Billy pushed his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them. Clad in only his damp boxers, Billy extended both hands to Dom, who lay on the floor, watching him, his breathing ragged, smoky eyes almost black.

Billy's eyes had never left Dom's as he undressed, but Dom broke their visual connection as he rolled to his knees in front of Billy. Pressing a wet, open mouthed kiss against Billy's thigh, Dom's fingers found the top of one thick, woolen sock and pushed it down over Billy's ankle and off of his foot. Turning the attention of his licking, nipping kisses to Billy's other thigh, Dom pushed the other sock off, his long fingers caressing the top of Billy's foot as he looked up into Billy's eyes again.

Trembling hands sliding up the outside of Billy's legs, Dom's fingers gently tease and pluck at the curling hair, and as his hand moved up under the hem of Billy's boxers, Dom's lips pressed tiny kisses across the fabric. Knees buckling, Billy's fingers grabbed at Dom's shoulders for balance.

"Honey, stop. Please." Billy pressed his hands against Dom's and pulled them from his legs.

Lacing their fingers together, Billy gently tugged Dom to his feet. Backing Dom up against the door behind them, Billy nuzzled his face into the curve of Dom's neck and licked the sensitive flesh there, his hips thrusting slowly as he fitted himself between Dom's legs.

"Billy?" Dom murmured, his hands framing Billy's face as he leaned in to kiss his lover. As his entire body trembled with his need for Billy, their lips met and parted messily, open mouthed kisses trailing all over Billy's face. "Please…"

Billy's hands slide down Dom's sides, his fingers kneading Dom's buttocks through the thin cotton that covered them. Sliding even lower, Billy presses firmly into the backs of Dom's thighs, urging him to move, pulling at Dom's legs, his hot mouth sealed over Dom's until he pulled first one leg and then the other out from under Dom. With his back pressed against the door and thighs framing Billy's hips as he eagerly ground against Dom's erection, Dom broke away from Billy's kiss, breathlessy, and moaned helplessly against the sensations coursing through his body.

"Billy…." he whimpered.

"Its never been like this, has it, Honey?" Billy almost growled into Dom's ear, his hips grinding into Dom. With Dom's legs wrapped around him, the weight of Dom's thighs is comfortable on Billy's hips, even as Dom's heels pressed against his buttocks, pulling him closer, tighter. Whimpering moans tumble from Dom's lips as his hips stuttered against Billy's, his heavy, throbbing arousal rubbing rhythmically against Billy's renewed erection. "You've never wanted anyone so badly before that you can't think, can't breathe. That you crave the release that that one person can give you."

"Billy," Dom whimpered, his eyes glazed, one hand gripping Billy's shoulder, the other carding through Billy's hair. "Need…." he gasped. "So badly…..please."

"You can feel it, can't you, Dommie?" Billy murmured against his ear. "Your whole body like a tightly coiled spring." He licked from the collar of Dom's t-shirt to his earlobe, which he caught in his teeth and tugged. "You want to let go, don't you?" he growled.

"You want me to touch you, or to wrap your own hand around your lovely, thick cock, don't you?" Billy whispered hotly, his hips grinding and pushing, teasing both of them mercilessly as he spoke, licked and kissed.

"Billy," Dom wailed, his hips arching into Billy's.

Thrusting and grinding erratically, Dom's hands claw at Billy's bare back, begging, pleading words tumbling from his lips in a stream of constant, near gibberish. His own breath catching, Billy leaned in and nibbled at Dom's earlobe before speaking again, his voice guttural and husky, filled with his own longing for his young lover.

"You don't need any of that, Honey. Feel yourself between us, your sexy body pressed against my bare skin, your essence already smeared on my skin. You want to let go for me, don't you?"

"God….Billy!" Dom moaned wantonly as he ground into him. "I can't…." he whimpered, his hands roaming all over Billy's skin, nails scraping across Billy's back. "Please…."

"You can, Honey," Billy whispered, the fingers of one hand kneading Dom's buttocks, the other lifting to cup Dom's face and turn it to him. Looking into Dom's eyes, his thumb caressing Dom's perspiring cheekbone, Billy spoke, his words little more than a growling whisper. "Come for me, Dommie."

Dom's body tensed between Billy and the unyielding door, his heels drumming against Billy's buttocks as he relented. Orgasm surged through his lithe body, a damp patch spreading on the front of his pajamas, caught between their thrusting bodies. Arms and legs tightening around Billy, even his toes clenched as Dom struggled to hold onto the sensations coursing through him. Barely remembering to breathe as he tumbled back down from the high that Billy had pushed him to, Dom gasped for oxygen hungrily. His body finally relaxing, Dom molded himself to his lover, legs still wrapped around Billy's waist, his arms around Billy's neck.

"I never knew Bills," Dom whispered.

"Knew what, Honey?" Billy murmured against Dom's neck as he nuzzled the damp skin there.

"That it could be as good as that," Dom spoke in a low tone. "That I could feel so much."

"That's just the tip, Honey," Billy replied, brushing damp hair back from Dom's forehead. “It can be so much better than that."

"I think you're going to be the death of me," Dom said as he smiled into Billy's shoulder.

"I'll never hurt you, Dommie," Billy vowed seriously as he stood straighter, lifting Dom off the door before turning and walking through to Dom's bedroom.

Chapter 18

Comments

[loozy.livejournal.com]

Those horny rabbits, how I love them :D

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

They are horny little devils aren't they?

Glad you're still enjoying it.

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

Wow I love when you post the sex scenes first thing in the morning, what a way to wake up.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

I always post just after midnight my time, so it'll probably catch you early morning.

They are quite randy little devils aren't they.

Glad you're enjoying.

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

guh................... I so love this series!!!!! I kept waiting and waiting for this and "memories" to come up today. *G*

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

and... god... he brought Dom FLOWERS!!!!!! Oh, he is in soooo deep and doesn't even know it - *L*!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*blushes*

He's quite the sweet romantic and he doesn't even realise it does he?

Glad you're enjoying it still hon.

[unbrokenmuse.livejournal.com]

"I think you're going to be the death of me," Dom said as he smiled into Billy's shoulder.

*G* I know how he feels. Well done ! I hope that the bed is up to the abuse it's about to receive. :-)

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

I think he may well be the death of all of us. The bed is sturdy, so it should survive but it's good to know it'll be thoroughly tested.

Glad you're enjoying.

[sourgreenapples.livejournal.com]

This. is. just. so. guh. This is so much better than just smut. Because the sex is there, but that's not what it's about (entirely), there is a deeper meaning in everything they do, and I love it. And the flowers seriously made my day. He is seriously falling, and he better pull out quick, because what he thinks is impossible is happening and it seems like he doesn't want it to. Oh wait, is that what's gonna happen???? NOOOOOO!

I'm absolutely hooked. Everytime Billy shows his gruff but so so sweet affection, i get the warm fuzzies like crazy, and then they last for quite a while. Thank you so much for this. And I'll take the next part anytime you're ready! lol!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Poor Billy is just as damaged as Dommie was, just in a completely different way. The only question is can Dom heal him enough to change his mind?

*blushes* I've never had anyone hooked on a fic before, I'm not sure my nerves can take.

you don't know how much it means to me that you are enjoying this so much.

Thank you for your words of encouragement.

[surreality-fan.livejournal.com]

cowboy billy is rather cute with the being all romantic, even if he denies the love.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

He's cute even when he's not being romantic too.

How can he deny the love, we can all see it.

[daydreambeleevr.livejournal.com]

"They're the color of your eyes, you know, not always, but after we've made love, all dark and smoky and blue…."

oh, man. i'm just lost in this. i fall more in love with them, every step of the way. the power and strength that you've give Dom is beautiful. (even if he's having a little set back. i believe Billy will help him see it the way it really was, and not the way he perceives it to be.)

and i'm totally digging helplessly-but-doesn't-realize-it in love!Billy. he picked Dom flowers? :happy sweet sigh: even though he's a badass cowboy, i could definitely believe he'd be capable of doing something like that. he wouldn't be all calculating about it, more spur of the moment. i just bet that headboard action is gonna make us all happy campers! :wink:

i was wondering how David was taking all this. is he protective of his big bro? (i would imagine yes) does David just see it as a fling?

and of course Dom can heal Billy. True Love conquers all. :shakes head:

silly girl! :grin:

kerry =)

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Dom is a lot stronger than he gives himself credit for, now that he's more comfortable with himself he's probably even stronger than Billy. And isn't he just turning into a sweet sexy romantic?

They're always a beautiful couple but I do so love writing them in this.

Daisy is protective of his brother and he knows exactly how Billy feels, he knows his brother well.

Glad you're still enjoying it hon.

[mystery-ink.livejournal.com]

Oh, and, love these:

"kittenish kneading of his arousal"
(great image)

and

"Somebody took your bones away? Bastards!" Dom frowned, his hips undulating against Billy's.

*snort!*

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Do has himself quite the sense of humour doesn't he?

Happy you're still enjoying it hon.

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

Look! I'm finally reading again! It will be slow going for a while because RL still sucks, but I am committed to reading at least one chapter a night.

I have sooooooooooooooo missed this fic! It really only gets better every time I read a new chapter. The chemistry is incendiary! And hello! The thought of tying Billy up to a bed! That will give me sweet dreams! Yum! I like how Dom is discovering his sexual self, even as Billy has no idea that his emotional self is being reawakened. Billy is sure pretty, but like most guys, he's oblivious that he has feelings, much less knows what they are. He doesn't even see that Dom is breaking down his barriers, like insisting on immediate gratification on the floor as opposed to the bed.
“Here.” One single word was dragged from Dom’s lips as he looked up into Billy’s eyes, his desperation and hunger a tangible force between them.

"Oh God, yes." Billy threw his head back and sighed as Dom's fingers squeezed at him.

I think that's my favorite part. I can't wait until tomorrow to read the next chapter. I do need to get to sleep, but at least I'll have lovely dreams.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Hey sweetie, I have so missed seeing your comments. Glad to see you're back.

They do have such lovely chemistry don't they.

I'm so glad to have you back honey.