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Title: The Finger
Author:
dylan_dufresne
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG
Summary: A double drabble. My first, and the shortest thing I’ve ever written. Just an idea that came to me one day, and I finally got around to transcribing it from my notebook.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated as it’s my drug of choice.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. This is my imagination at work.
A/N: Dedicated my dear beta,
frojane. I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: I have no idea what I would do without you.
The Finger
Curled up on his side, Dom watches silently, intoxicated by the fluttering ginger eyelashes and soft, cupid’s bow of his best mate’s mouth.
It’s all Elijah’s fault that they’re laying in bed together, since he’s the one who insisted the hobbits get together and ingest copious amounts of alcohol last night. It was evident early on that nobody would be going home, and Dom and Billy ended up sharing the bed in the spare room, while Sean crashed on the couch, his snores rumbling down the hall.
All was well until Dom woke up nearly half an hour ago, sprawled at Billy’s side, and ever since, Dom’s been hopelessly mesmerized. Weeks of working side by side, so close but yet so far, and now they’re mere inches apart.
Unable to stop himself as the carefully tucked away longing slips free for a moment, Dom’s elegant, slender hand closes the distance between their prone bodies. Ever so gently, the tip of Dom’s finger traces the seam of Billy’s cherubic lips, then the seductive lower curve.
So caught up in the unguarded, stolen moment, Dom doesn’t realize that he’s being watched until he feels a sleepy, green-eyed gaze, and then Billy smiles.
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Part 2
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Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG
Summary: A double drabble. My first, and the shortest thing I’ve ever written. Just an idea that came to me one day, and I finally got around to transcribing it from my notebook.
Feedback: Would be greatly appreciated as it’s my drug of choice.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. This is my imagination at work.
A/N: Dedicated my dear beta,
The Finger
Curled up on his side, Dom watches silently, intoxicated by the fluttering ginger eyelashes and soft, cupid’s bow of his best mate’s mouth.
It’s all Elijah’s fault that they’re laying in bed together, since he’s the one who insisted the hobbits get together and ingest copious amounts of alcohol last night. It was evident early on that nobody would be going home, and Dom and Billy ended up sharing the bed in the spare room, while Sean crashed on the couch, his snores rumbling down the hall.
All was well until Dom woke up nearly half an hour ago, sprawled at Billy’s side, and ever since, Dom’s been hopelessly mesmerized. Weeks of working side by side, so close but yet so far, and now they’re mere inches apart.
Unable to stop himself as the carefully tucked away longing slips free for a moment, Dom’s elegant, slender hand closes the distance between their prone bodies. Ever so gently, the tip of Dom’s finger traces the seam of Billy’s cherubic lips, then the seductive lower curve.
So caught up in the unguarded, stolen moment, Dom doesn’t realize that he’s being watched until he feels a sleepy, green-eyed gaze, and then Billy smiles.
Part 2
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this is just so sweet and gentle with such possibilities. i love that billy just smiles at the end, of course what else would he do, regardless of anything else, dom is just being dom.
*GLOMP*
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this little snip is the cherry on top of an absolutely brilliant day.
k =)
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You've really got to me with this one. It's soo sweet. I love it.
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You're going to make my Muse fat! And how come he gets yummy stuff and not me? *is sad*
dom is just being dom.
Exactly. Thank you.
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Thank you.
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Thank you.
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Happy is always good. Thanks.
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THAT MUCH!
Agh, this was brilliant! As always. But still, omf love. So effing cute.
AND YOU! BACK! HURRAH!
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Sadly, the writing isn't going as fast as I want, but I decided to post a couple of things to show that, yes, I'm still alive.
Happy that you enjoyed. I'll be posting more very soon.
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Perhaps I should post another drabble.
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Love your icon!
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Just because you're you.
And what's with wanting more? They're drabbles. :::grumbles::: Don't go giving my Muse any ideas.
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I'll let you in on a little secret of mine re drabbles. I don't normally read them because they always wet my appetite for more that isn't there. I just find them too short!
But I LOVE your writing sooo much that I can't miss any of it, not even drabbles, so I read them and then find myself wanting more beacuase you write so perfectly. So please don't be mad at me for giving your muse ideas!
*sends lots of chocolate and porn fo you and your muse to share*
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I'm trying to keep the Muse focused on the bigger project, but sometimes he needs a break. While I can't promise anything, perhaps one of these drabbles will be continued during one of those breaks.
Mmmmmm . . . chocolate.
:::hugs you:::
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Don't be so hard on yourself! Your writing IS perfect!
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This one? Since it's that short, I will reduce to key words instead of a sentence: calm. time. *smiles as well*
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:::squishes you:::
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