FIC:Western Lovers: Cowboys & Archaeologists 22/30

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Title: Western Lovers: Cowboys and Archaeologists 22/30
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: 4926
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 really, really badly so she had to suffer it so nobody else would. A couple of hours early because I'm off to bed, it's been a big week and I'm sleepy, though the alarms set so I can get up and read dylan_dufresne's latest chapter. I'm posting this just in case i sleep through my alarm. Next Chapter on Monday.

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Rounding the edge of the sandstone wall, Billy stopped dead in his tracks, his mouth dry, and his fingers itching to reach out and touch. Stretched out naked on their comfortable bedroll, his damp, blond hair finger tousled, Dom's golden, muscular arms are folded under his head, his eyes closed, exquisitely long, thick lashes brushing against his golden cheeks. The sun, sinking slowly below the edge of the cliff opposite them, cast glorious red and gold beams across their campsite, leaving a glowing, golden halo around his lover's tanned body.

"You took your time," Dom murmured softly, not opening his eyes, deceptively relaxed against the sleeping bag.

Billy heard Dom's words, but couldn't force himself to answer. Jade, green eyes hungrily drank in the vision that had presented itself to Billy, his voice stolen by the burning hunger that devoured him, his blood heating and body hardening as the hunger built.

"Billy?" Dom's voice said uncertainly, his eyes opening, searching for his lover. Watching Dom's eyes flick nervously across the camp site before settling on him, a frown furrowed Dom's forehead as Billy gazed at him. "Bills? Are you alright? What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"Wrong?" Billy croaked, as he observed Dom pushing himself up onto his elbows, off the bedroll. "Don't move!" he exclaimed sharply.

"What?" Dom said with a frown. "What's wrong, Billy?"

"Nothing," Billy whispered. "Absolutely nothing." Billy's shaking hand moved to the knot of terry toweling on his hip, and after releasing it, he let the material fall to the ground. Closing the distance between them in a few short steps, Billy sank to his knees beside Dom, his trembling fingers reaching out to trace Dom's glowing skin from shoulder to knee. Calloused fingers lingering as they glided across Dom's body, Billy's eyes never left Dom's as his fingertips memorized the warm skin.

"Then why are you trembling?" Dom asked quietly, his own hands moving, one resting lightly on Billy's hip, the other catching Billy's hand and bringing it to his lips as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to Billy's knuckles.

"Trembling?" Billy asked, confused as he watched Dom's lips caressing his hand, breath hitching in his throat, seeing the pink tip of Dom's tongue flicking out to lick the skin there.

"Yes, Billy," Dom murmured, the furrows across his forehead smoothing a little as he uncurled Billy's fingers, kissing each one slowly. "Trembling. What's wrong?"

Billy shook his head, trying desperately to clear the sensuous fog that had wrapped itself around him at the first sight of Dom's golden, sunbathed body. "Nothing's wrong. You're just so perfect, Honey. I can't help shaking."

"Then I'll get dressed," Dom whispered with a smile, his tongue flicking out to trace the length of Billy's index finger before sucking it into his mouth.

"Don't. You. Dare," Billy groaned as he moved to straddle Dom's lithe body, his free hand cupping Dom's face as he continued to suck Billy's finger, his tongue swirling around it teasingly.

"You know I could help you out with that." Dom's smoldering, smoky blue gaze flickered down to Billy's arousal. "If you wanted me to, of course."

"You could, could you?" Billy asked, his mouth dry at the thought of the myriad of ways Dom could help.

"Only if you want me to." Dom grinned, his tongue lathing a wet path across Billy's palm.

"Want is a powerful thing, Dommie," Billy sighed as Dom's teeth captured the tip of his finger and nipped gently.

"Tell me about it, Bills." Watching Billy's face through heavy-lidded eyes, and reaching up with one hand, Dom traced his fingers along the taut length of Billy's neck, his head tilted back, gasping his arousal into the evening sky. "So do you want me to?" he murmured

"Do I what, Honey?" Billy frowned, desperately trying to remember what the original question had been.

"Want me to help you?" Dom's lips curled loosely into a grin as he watched Billy's struggle.

"Help me?" Billy's brow furrowed in confusion, his eyes locked on Dom's fingers stroking the pounding pulse in his wrist, and Dom's long tongue swirling around his finger.

"You know?" Dom's tongue trailed across Billy's skin, pressing between each finger and licking across his palm. "If you had something that was too… hard to sort out on your own?" His gaze flickered from Billy's face to his groin and back again.

"Too hard?" Billy whimpered as his mind finally registered what Dom was saying. "For fucks sake, Honey. Please." He paused, unable to stop the undulations of his hips at the thought of Dom's touch. "Just. Touch. Me."

"Thought you'd never ask, Billy," Dom whispered, his free hand sliding from Billy's knee to his hip in one long, gliding stroke, fingers twisting gently in the tightly curled hair he encountered.

"Dommie!!" Billy whimpered, his hips thrusting up towards, desperate for Dom's touch.

"Yes Billy?" Dom asked gently, his fingers moving to dance across Billy's taut belly.

"Please, Honey," Billy growled, his hips thrusting into the air, begging silently for Dom.

"Bills?" Dom's brow furrowed in a frown as he lifted his hand to wipe away the perspiration doting Billy's forehead. "You sure you're alright? You're awfully hot."

Billy's thighs trembled as he struggled to maintain his tightly held control, and even a pinch of his comprehension. Lowering his body, he leaned back against Dom's thighs, and he willed himself to relax, and as he did, Dom's throbbing erection pressed between the cleft of his taut buttocks. Leaning into the heated pressure of Dom's arousal, Billy ground back, smiling as Dom's calm façade cracked and he arched into Billy's touch so wildly he almost threw Billy from him, an urgent whimper bubbling from his lips.

Suddenly, Dom's long elegant fingers closed around Billy's erection and his control was shattered, hips stuttering forward, seeking to plunge deeper into the tight fisted grip of Dom's hand. The tight, white hot grip of Dom's hand closed around Billy, stealing any coherence he had clung to, and breathless, throaty whimpers toppled from Dom's lips. Gasping sounds of need and passion fill the air, hips pushing higher and harder as Billy's own fingers grip Dom's wrist tightly, begging with his fingertips to squeeze tighter, stroke faster, twist, for fuck's sake, twist harder.

Dom's eyes met Billy's as he stroked Billy's hardness, and they didn't need words to know what the other wanted.

You like that, don't you, Billy? Dom's fingers tightened, his finger and thumb squeezing Billy's tip teasingly as his fisted hand twisted almost roughly.

Fuck yes. Billy's eyes almost rolled back in his head as he struggled to remember to breathe.

You need more, don't you? Dom tipped his head forward, his long tongue reaching out to flick across Billy's weeping tip and push against the slit it encountered there.

God, Dommie. Please God, don't stop. Billy pushed forward into Dom's fist, his entire body quivering with need.

Dom released his grip on Billy to curl his fingers tightly around Billy's thighs, digging into Billy's taut muscles, pulling him forward. Stretching his swollen lips over his teeth, Dom closed his mouth around the tip of Billy's arousal. Like that, Bills?

When did you learn to do that? Billy's eyes were a burning emerald fire as his fingers tangled in Dom's tousled hair, begging Dom to take him in deeper.

It's amazing what you just know, Bills. Long fingers resumed their tight grip, as Dom’s hand slid along Billy's length.

Slow down, Dommie. What about you? His eyes rolled back as Dom's cheeks hollowed with the tight suction of his mouth.

Later. Making memories, Bills. As his free hand lifted, Dom’s fingers traced Billy's cherubic lips.

Don't need memories. Need you. Billy moaned as he sucked Dom's fingers into his mouth, licking them wetly.

This'll have to do then. Cheek's hollowing, tongue flicking and hand stroking, his other hand trailed lower, past Billy's taut scrotum and along the sensitive skin behind, his saliva slick fingers rubbing across Billy's tightly puckered entrance.

Not. Gonna. Last. The feel of Dom's long, slender finger brushing across his entrance brought memories of Dom pushing his thick arousal deep inside Billy, and mental images of himself riding his lover wildly merged with the sight of Dom's constant gaze on Billy. Now, along with the feel of his tight, wet mouth and firm, twisting grip, the tip of Dom's finger pressed inside Billy with slow, insidious pressure that settled him on a knife edge of sensation.

Let go, Bills. Want to taste you. Dom slid his finger slowly into Billy, slowly, letting him adjust before he slid even deeper. Closing his sheathed teeth around Billy's tip and sucking ferociously, Dom's hand slid faster, twisting tighter, and he watched as Billy's entire body tensed, fighting the release he so desperately needed. Then Dom's finger grazed the tiny bundle of nerves inside Billy.

Sorry, Billy's eyes said as they rolled up to the clouds, his head thrown back as he screamed his release to the indigo sky, fingers tangled painfully in Dom's hair, his entire body stiff as his salty release pulsed against Dom's tongue.

Don't be sorry. Beautiful, Dom's eyes spoke as he lathed his tongue along Billy's softening erection, fingers dancing along Billy's ribs as he rolled onto his side on the bedroll, taking Billy with him.

They lay that way in comfortable silence, limbs tangled and eyes drowsy as they relaxed into each other, recovering their breath.

Billy tilted his head back to look up into Dom's slumberous gaze. "Thank you." He pressed a soft kiss against Dom's lips. "Your turn." He purred, his fingers trailing across Dom's chest.

"I'm good," Dom murmured, a gentle blush coloring his cheeks as his gaze flickered away from Billy's.

"You're….?" Billy started to say in confusion, but as recognition dawned on his face, Billy glanced down Dom's body. "Really?" he asked gently, his fingers tracing up the side of Dom's face to twirl softly in his hair as he spoke.

Dom nodded, his blush deepening as he swallowed tightly. "You really didn't expect me to watch you like that and survive intact, did you?"

"I'm sorry, Honey," Billy spoke, guilt tingeing his words as he realized Dom's intoxicating touch had overwhelmed him, pulling him under Dom's spell so far that his only cognizance was what Dom was doing to him, not what he could be doing for Dom.

"For what, Billy?" Dom asked as he frowned.

"For not looking after you." Leaning up to kiss Dom wetly, Billy's fingers absently brushed across Dom's nipples lightly.

"This is a two way street, Bills." Dom laced his fingers through Billy's hair and pulled his face closer to deepen the kiss. "You need looking after too. Besides you did look after me."

"Dom, I never even touched you, Honey. You had me so turned on, I could barely remember who I was."

"Don't you think I know that?" Dom murmured. "I didn't need you to touch me, because if you had, I probably would have lost it." Smiling, he paused. "Don't you know how damn sexy it was, Billy? Knowing that I was doing that to you? Knowing that it was my fault that you could barely remember to breathe, let alone think?" He paused again, and kissed a lazy, wet path down Billy's neck. "Knowing that every trembling muscle, every whimpering, mewling cry was because of my touch? Knowing that you were slowly unraveling and it was all my doing was so incredibly arousing. I've never had that kind of power over another person in my life. Ever."

"It's been a long time since anyone has ever had that sort of control over me," Billy whispered, cupping Dom's head and pulling their bodies into closer alignment.

"I never asked for it, Billy," Dom whispered against his ear. "But I'll be damned if I can ignore it."

"I know you didn't, Honey," Billy murmured, a shiver running down his spine as Dom's breathy voice washed over his skin.

"Can you tell me who he was, Billy?" Dom inquired softly.

"Who who was?" Billy asked, stiffening in Dom's arms.

"The bastard who hurt you," Dom replied in a soft whisper. "The one that didn't know what he had."

"He knew what he had." Shrugging, Billy rolled off of Dom's warm body and stretched out on his back on the bedroll beside him, his deep green eyes looking to the smattering of brilliant white stars that were starting to sparkle in the indigo sky.

"Then why doesn't he still have you?" Dom leaned up onto his elbow, carefully watching Billy.

"I'm not the prize you think I am, Dom," Billy replied with a heavy sigh, turning his head away from Dom. "You're so idealistic and innocent and loving. You don't really know me. I'm not worthy of you, or your love. Marton saw that, and he did what he had to do."

"Tell me, Billy?" Dom requested softly. "Please, Billy. Help me understand why I can't stay here."

"Isn't it good enough that I know you can't stay?" Billy asked, turning anguished eyes on Dom.

"No," Dom stated emphatically. "I need to know, Bill." Reaching out, Dom trailed long fingers down Billy's face. "I love you desperately, Billy. Completely. With my entire being. I don't know any other way to tell you, or show you. I. Need. You." Dom pauses when his voice cracks. "I need you to explain why you're breaking my heart, Billy." Closing his eyes, Dom drew a deep, shuddering breath. "I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, and I'm not trying to manipulate you. I just need to know. I need to know for me. I need to know to justify the hurt, Billy. Please?"

"I don't know if I can, Honey," Billy murmured. "It's been so long since I've spoken to anyone about him."

"Then don't talk to me, Billy." Dom stretched out on his back on the bedroll, close enough to feel the heat of Billy's body, but not touching him in any way. "Just talk. I'll just be here to listen," Dom murmured. "Please, Billy. I deserve to know why you're breaking my heart, you know that."

Billy was silent for long minutes, and Dom was beginning to think that he had drifted off to sleep and their conversation was over, when Billy suddenly began to speak. "His name was Marton. He was handsome, a college professor. I loved him so much. I used to look at him the way you look at me." Billy spoke softly, his hand sliding across the surface of the bedroll to find Dom's hand, and he laced their fingers together.

"He said he loved me, and acted like he did. He made all the right moves; met my brothers. He treated me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. I was fresh out of high school, in my second year of a degree. I loved life. I was happy."

Dom turned his head to look at Billy as he spoke, and almost rolled toward him, aching to press his free hand to Billy's lips to tell him to stop as he watched tears trickle silently across Billy's cheeks.

"I thought I was happy, but it was all a lie." Shifting on the bedroll, Billy shrugged. "I wasn't good enough, and I never will be, for anybody. Eventually, we all want the same things. A home, a family. I can never give that to anyone. Never." Billy paused as his breath caught on the sob trapped in his throat. "Marton did what he had to do."

Dom had to bite the tip of his tongue to stop his aggravated outburst. There was always an alternative. Yes, regular procreation wouldn't be a viable option, but the world was full of tiny lives waiting to be loved. That wasn't a reason, it was an excuse.

"I came home from a lecture one day and found him," Billy said and then paused, drawing a deep, shuddering breath. "I found him in bed with a woman. Gorgeous, tall, blonde and willowy. None of it was her fault, really, and she seemed truly upset at what was happening. He was fucking her, didn't even stop when he saw me there."

Tears trickled from Dom's eyes at the intense pain he heard in Billy's voice, and Dom realized that his Billy had been raped just as he had, and the fact that Billy hadn't been physically harmed was immaterial. The bastard that Billy had loved had raped his young lover emotionally and mentally. There was no need to touch Billy physically, because Marton had destroyed a beautiful, trusting heart with his cruelty.

"He looked up and saw me, and he didn't even stop. As he was speaking, he never even hesitated, he just kept going. He told me he'd moved my belongings into storage. The key was on the hall table. He told me not to come back, that his future wife was pregnant with their first child and she'd be living there with him from now on." Billy paused because his voice was cracking badly, and Dom's heart nearly broke at the pain Billy's revelations were causing him. "I loved him so much…..so, so much, and all I was…I was just a fuck to him. That's all."

"I left that day. I never took the key. I never went back. I never even went home. I wandered around for a while. Had a motorbike then. I rode for what seemed like days, until I saw an advertisement looking for people to join the army. I was angry and hurt, and couldn't bear to go home and hear the 'I told you so's.' David knew, because he'd been telling me from the start that Marton was using me, but I wouldn't listen. I couldn't. I loved him. I couldn't see another choice. I enlisted that day."

Unable to hold his tongue any longer, Dom turned and wrapped his long arm around Billy's chest, pulling him closer. Billy flinched at Dom's touch, but then relaxed into his embrace. "He's a fucking asshole. He didn't deserve you. Fuck!" Dom struggled to pull his anger back under control. "He didn't deserve the air he was breathing. He was a fucking waste of space, Billy." Dom's fingers gently traced Billy's face, every touch conveying his love. "How dare he do that to you?" Dom growled, his rage expelled in his words, his calm, gentle touch, soothing Billy softly.

"No," Billy murmured. "It wasn't his fault at all. He was just following his instincts. He wanted kids, his own kids. I can't blame him for that. I'll never be able to give anyone that," he added quietly, then turned his damp eyes to Dom's. "I'll never be able to give you that. That's why, Honey." Swallowing hard, Billy lifted trembling fingers to trace Dom's cheek. "I couldn't bear to hurt you like that, or lose your love because I can't give you a family. To come home one day and find that you don't want me anymore would break me beyond repair, Honey," he whispered. "I couldn't bear to hurt you that way or make you hate me," Billy finished, tucking his head against Dom's chest. "Please understand."

"Billy, it wasn't…it isn't you," Dom protested softly. "It was him." Dom's hands softly caressed Billy's bare back.

"No." Billy shook his head. "I couldn't give him what he needed."

"Bullshit," Dom spat heatedly. His heart broke for the strong, caring man in his arms. The gentle, loving nature was so much a part of Billy that he couldn't see that his bastard ex-lover had used that against him, so well that Billy believed he could never keep a lover because of his inability to give them what they needed. "Yes, technically what you say is true., Dom said, his tone softer now. "Everyone eventually thinks about their own mortality. Everybody thinks about having a family of their own. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't."

Billy's breath caught at Dom's words, realizing that his own deepest fears were coming to fruition. Dom would leave him. Feeling Billy tense in his embrace, Dom hooked a long finger under his chin and turned Billy's face towards his own to look into the sad green orbs. "But I love you. If it was that important to me, I would find a way to have them with you. Yes, I may be disappointed that the child wouldn't be of our blood, but not because I desperately need genetic continuance. It would only be because he or she wouldn't have your beautiful green eyes, or your handsome ginger curls." Drawing his long fingers through Billy's mussed hair, Dom tousled it further as he spoke carefully. "But Billy, there are millions of little ones in the world with no parents. We would find a way to make a family if it was that important to the both of us."

"You only think you'd give up that dream, Dom. Eventually you'd want one of your own," Billy insisted with a sigh.

"Don't presume to know my mind just because of that asshole, Billy," Dom replied quickly, unable to hide the anger in his voice. "I love you. You. You are my dream." Pausing, Dom sighed deeply. "If it was me, and we did adopt? That child would be my blood from the minute I first held it. Scientific proof wouldn't matter to me, Billy." Moving closer, Dom laid a hand over Billy's pounding heart. "Emotionally, that baby would be all ours, and I couldn't, wouldn't love it any other way than with all my heart, and totally as our own flesh and blood."

"You can't mean that, Dommie. You need a child of your own. You'd make the perfect daddy," Billy murmured, his fingers tracing around Dom's nipple as he pressed his face against Dom's smooth chest.

"I might make a good daddy, but you, my love, you would be perfect. You're so gentle and caring, loving and patient, Dom insisted tenderly. "You'd let your baby stand alone, but you would guard it like a fierce mama cat. God help prospective suitors, you'll be scarier than the threat of a shotgun."

"You'd be scarier with the shotgun then me," Billy replied with a chuckle. "I've seen it, remember?" Billy smiled against Dom's chest as he spoke. "How many would you want?"

"Kids?" Dom inquired, and then shrugged. "I hadn't really thought about it that much. A boy and a girl, I guess, but if I could afford, to I'd love to adopt more, from troubled countries. Kid's that don't really have a chance. I'd love to be able to give them what they truly deserve."

"To have you for a daddy would be all any of them would ever need, Dommie," Billy added wistfully.

"What about you?" Dom carded his fingers gently through Billy's hair, eyes closed as he absorbed the sensation of Billy's breath against his bare nipple.

"Never even considered it. Until you, I hadn't wanted anything remotely resembling a relationship. A girl, I guess. A sweet little princess who knows how to look after herself, but would still have me wrapped around her little finger. And maybe a brother for her to protect her when I can't….or her other daddy."

"Billy, " Dom whispered, an image filling his head of Billy carrying a delicate little girl, fixing her lopsided pigtails, soothing a graze on her knee with a kiss, and crooning whispered words. "You have to." Rolling Billy onto his back, Dom's hands frame his face, and Dom's tear filled eyes search Billy's intently. "I know it's a moot point for us, because you don't want me here, but you must Bills, with the person you're going to spend your life with. You have to have children. You have so much to give a tiny life, so much that they deserve….that you deserve."

"I do want you here, Honey. That's the problem," Billy said with a sigh, his own fingers twisting in Dom's hair. "I can't…." Regretfully, he shook his head. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, Dom…. Please?"

"You can't run away from this, Billy," Dom warned, their eyes never breaking contact.

"I'm not," Billy answered firmly.

"Horseshit," Dom cursed gently, his lips twisting into a soft grin as he felt Billy's hands slipping down his naked sides. "Distracting me isn't an option."

"But it will be fun," Billy said, smiling vaguely.

"Until after you've shagged me senseless and you're all sated and lethargic, and I remember what you've distracted me from and start talking again," Dom retorted dryly. "Then you'll be just as dark and cranky and wanting to run again. Can't we just do this now and be done with it, then… you never know…..you might be able to keep my mouth occupied in more pleasurable pursuits."

Billy watched Dom's wide, innocent eyes, carefully trying to decide if Dom realized what he had just offered.

"I know." Dom nodded his head slowly, knowing full well what he has just suggested.

"That's a steep price for a chat with a broken down cowboy," Billy finally replied.

"Depends on the cowboy," Dom says, shrugging noncommittally. "And maybe he'll feed me first, because it's a rough gig being the sex object for a horny cowboy." Pressing the back of one hand against his forehead in a playful gesture, Dom finishes by adding, "But someone's gotta do it."

"I…." Billy almost bites the tip off his tongue in his haste to halt the words that are attempting to tumble from his mouth.

"You what?" Dom frowned as he watched Billy tense beneath him, the playful banter between them coming to a screeching halt.

"Nothing," Billy said quietly, pushing Dom off him and rolling onto his side, his back to his lover.

With a deep sigh, Dom settled onto his own back, arm thrown across his forehead as he spoke.

"You know, Billy, I'm not going to expect forever from you if you say you love me." Pursing his lips in thought, Dom pauses for a moment. "I know the big picture, remember? Better than you would ever expect." At the continued silence from his companion, Dom continued. "I already know that you love me, you don't have to say it. It's written over your every action, Billy. It would be nice, just once." Voice cracking with emotion, Dom swallows hard. "Just once, to actually hear it."

Silent tears trickled down Billy's cheeks, his eyes squeezed shut tightly. How did Dom do this to him? How did Billy do it to himself? In the space of minutes, Billy's managed to filter through every emotion that was within him to feel. Lust, anger, sorrow, fear, love, desolation, hope and back to fear again, Billy wasn't sure how he would ever survive the roller coaster ride this summer has been for him. Didn't Dom realize that if Billy were to tell him once, he wouldn't be able to stop telling Dom, and he sure as hell wouldn't be able to let Dom go at end of summer? No, to utter those words to his Honey would certainly derail Billy's carriage and destroy the very foundations of the roller coaster.

"I can't, Dommie," he whispered. "Showing is so different from saying. I'm sorry. I just can't."

Dom sighed sadly as he listened to Billy struggle to explain to him, and rolling onto his side, Dom wrapped himself around Billy firmly, letting Billy know with his actions that everything between them was okay. Billy had given Dom so much, taught him so much, loved him so much, with every single action, since their very first meeting, that Dom couldn't expect Billy, wouldn't expect Billy to break himself just to make Dom complete.

"Thank you," Billy whispered, lifting one of Dom's slender hands to his lips, kissing Dom's knuckles gently.

"None needed," Dom murmured. "We both know I can say it for both of us," he whispered against Billy's ear. "I love you, and I know you love me. Knowing why you can't say it helps more than you could ever know, Billy." Tightening his hold on his lover, Dom draws in a deep breath before continuing. "In two weeks time, I'll leave here with remorse, but without demand. Until then, I want nothing more than to show you how much I do love you. If that means we never mention this discussion again, okay, but I'm telling you right now, it doesn't change one thing about the way I feel about you. I love you, and that is not going to change, now, in ten years or in twenty. Regardless of what that asshole told you."

"We'll see, Dommie," Billy whispered sadly, leaning his head back so Dom could press his lips deeper into the curve of his neck, his breath wuffling Billy's gently curling hair.

"We will, Billy," Dom replied with a smile. "What do I get if I'm right?" he asks, his free hand trailing down Billy's torso, coming to rest low on his stomach, fingers brushing against the tightly curled hair at the apex of Billy's thighs.

"Satisfaction?" Billy quirked an eyebrow as he turned his head, trying to catch Dom's lips with his own.

"Already got it," Dom said with a smile. "You'll have to do better than that."

"The words," Billy murmured as he pushed his lips against Dom's, his pointy tongue sliding between Dom's open lips.

Chapter 23

Comments

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

Oh God let Billy keep Dom there. Wow that was heartbreaking. People just don't realize how powerful their words can be to hurt a person. I some times think the teasing I got as a child was worse than any physical hurt that might have happened. I'm 45 and it still bothers me. Well at least Billy may start healing now too.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Billy has to realise that he needs Dom with him, but I don't think he's quite there yet.

I know what you mean, physical hurt might scar some people but emotional hurt scars just as deeply.

He might start healing now that he's talked about it, but maybe not.

[-vanillashake.livejournal.com]

"The words," Billy murmured
Omg, what a promise o.o
He just need to say them, and everything will be alright, right? =D
Awww, too sweet. Poor Bills. .___.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Dom doesn't need him to say the words, he already knows that Bily loves him. Billy needs to say them so that he believes them.

Happy you're enjoying hon.

[daydreambeleevr.livejournal.com]

hee. Dom nodded, his blush deepening as he swallowed tightly. "You really didn't expect me to watch you like that and survive intact, did you?"

dayum. that was some hawt sweaty mindmelting sex. s'okay, dommie. i didn't survive intact either. *giggle*

i'm so glad that Billy was able to open up about that bastard from his past. (even though there'd be a line of fan girls waiting to kick his fictional ass). :wink: you're already showing the walls Billy has up to protect himself starting to crumble and shake. The fact that Dom said that he knew Billy loved him, but couldn't say the words, was a really big thing. It shows Dom has the confidence and sense of self worth to realize how important he's become to Billy. Wonderful stuff!!

kerry =)

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Billy has done wonderful things for Dom's confidence hasn't he, it's such a shame he's resisting Dom healing him in the same way isn't it?

Hope you survive the approaching chapters intact. *wink*

have I told you lately....

[bride-no2.livejournal.com]

that I love you? Well, your writing, not you exactly since I don't know you, but...ok, done babbling now. LOVE this fic, where it's been, where it's going. 'Nuf said.

Any more "Making Memories" chaps coming soon? Am dying for one...

Re: have I told you lately....

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*blush*

Why thank you hon, no one has ever told me that before. I hope you enjoy the approaching chapters just as much.

So glad that you're still enjoying.

MMOU is coming soon, I've been RL busy and had to fix a couple of things in it, so it's taken some time. Sorry. Won't be much longer.

[http://users.livejournal.com/travelqueen_/]

This was good.
The truth for Billy's hurt is finally out and with Dom's help he might be able to move on. I hope Dom finds a way to show him that he wants to stay with him no matter what.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Dom might just be able to sooth over Billy's old hurts for him. Maybe.

Glad you're enjoying it.

[wbearsmom.livejournal.com]

I have neglected to comment before on this but I am loving this fic. I just hope the boys get it together soon!

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy you're enjoying it hon. Glad that you found it too.

[(Anonymous)]

Wow... great job! Loved reading all of it, but especially, of course, Billy's confession.

Hard to believe that somebody that smart could still feel the hurt from such a rat bastard.... but those things don't always heal. Very cool.

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

Why thank you.

He was a rat bastard wasn't he? Billy might just heal now. Who knows, Dommie will certainly try.

[loozy.livejournal.com]

"We will, Billy," Dom replied with a smile. "What do I get if I'm right?" he asks, his free hand trailing down Billy's torso, coming to rest low on his stomach, fingers brushing against the tightly curled hair at the apex of Billy's thighs.

"Satisfaction?" Billy quirked an eyebrow as he turned his head, trying to catch Dom's lips with his own.

"Already got it," Dom said with a smile. "You'll have to do better than that."

"The words," Billy murmured as he pushed his lips against Dom's, his pointy tongue sliding between Dom's open lips.

Beautiful. So beautiful.

And yay, we got the past fo Billy unravelled... Now he can begin to heal...

[sassywitch.livejournal.com]

*blushes*

Thank you hon, they are beautiful together aren't they.

You got a lot of Billy's past but there's still a lot of emotional baggage he carries, hopefully it's the start of healing for him.

[darkfaery1.livejournal.com]

Oh, this was just wonderful! So close...they're even talking about babies. Billy better break soon or I'm going to scream. :)

[divinemadam.livejournal.com]

I love the Billy backstory! I've told you before that I had really wanted to know more about Ten's past in the original book, so I'm loving this! The whole baby issue is a clever way to tie everything together. It wasn't what I expected, but it works so well. The internal/psychic connection that the two had during the hot sex scene... Unexpected, but I think very befitting these two. I believe that's how they really are together, although I doubt that they've had that particular conversation with each other. Wouldn't that be pretty if they had though...?
Yes! I read two chapters tonight! I couldn't stop myself! It was too good! I REALLY need to do other work, especially updating my resume. They have finally posted the new job that will replace the job I have now, so I have to get together a new resume, a letter of intent, and 3 letters of recommendation by June 22nd. Wish me luck!