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Title: The Finger, Part 2
Author:
dylan_dufresne
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG-ish
Summary: A follow up to The Finger, because people requested it and the Muse agreed to play nice.
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, because I would be lost without her. You’re in my thoughts, hon.
Previous Part: Part 1
Part 2
Eyes wide with uncertainty, Dom slowly withdraws his finger from the bow of his best mate’s lips, hope and fear battling in his mind as Billy simply gazes up at him, his expression unreadable. It’s not like Dom can blame low lighting for a reason, as weak rays of the morning sun are beginning to crawl across the coverlet of their shared bed.
“G’morning,” he rasps quietly, his voice low and gravely with disuse, faintly trembling. “Sleep well?”
Letting his head roll ever so slightly to one side, Billy says nothing, and instead continues to watch him intently, eyes half-lidded and lips barely parted. Drowsy green eyes disappear for a few seconds when Billy blinks slowly, and his chest rises sharply as he draws in an uneven breath.
The silence causes Dom’s hope to shatter his heart, and damage control becomes his priority, in the hopes that he can fix things enough so he and Billy can still be friends. Withdrawing a few inches, Dom averts his eyes and swallows hard.
“I’ll just-”
A surprised squeak pushes past Dom’s lips when both of Billy’s delicate hands suddenly spring to life. One clamps around Dom’s wrist in an iron grip so he can’t escape, while the other is more relaxed, an index finger pressed to Dom’s shocked mouth to silence him. Dom’s expressive eyes widen when Billy shifts his hand and moves it around the nape of his neck and his small fingers pet the mussed, dark blonde hair. Carefully and gently, Billy tugs Dom forward, bringing their bodies together completely and only stopping when their mouths are inches apart.
“C’mere, Dommie,” Billy whispers. “Closer.”
Shyly bridging the short distance, Dom’s soft sigh fills the air as their lips meet in a gentle kiss and he sinks into Billy’s welcoming embrace.
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Part 3
Author:
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG-ish
Summary: A follow up to The Finger, because people requested it and the Muse agreed to play nice.
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,
Previous Part: Part 1
Part 2
Eyes wide with uncertainty, Dom slowly withdraws his finger from the bow of his best mate’s lips, hope and fear battling in his mind as Billy simply gazes up at him, his expression unreadable. It’s not like Dom can blame low lighting for a reason, as weak rays of the morning sun are beginning to crawl across the coverlet of their shared bed.
“G’morning,” he rasps quietly, his voice low and gravely with disuse, faintly trembling. “Sleep well?”
Letting his head roll ever so slightly to one side, Billy says nothing, and instead continues to watch him intently, eyes half-lidded and lips barely parted. Drowsy green eyes disappear for a few seconds when Billy blinks slowly, and his chest rises sharply as he draws in an uneven breath.
The silence causes Dom’s hope to shatter his heart, and damage control becomes his priority, in the hopes that he can fix things enough so he and Billy can still be friends. Withdrawing a few inches, Dom averts his eyes and swallows hard.
“I’ll just-”
A surprised squeak pushes past Dom’s lips when both of Billy’s delicate hands suddenly spring to life. One clamps around Dom’s wrist in an iron grip so he can’t escape, while the other is more relaxed, an index finger pressed to Dom’s shocked mouth to silence him. Dom’s expressive eyes widen when Billy shifts his hand and moves it around the nape of his neck and his small fingers pet the mussed, dark blonde hair. Carefully and gently, Billy tugs Dom forward, bringing their bodies together completely and only stopping when their mouths are inches apart.
“C’mere, Dommie,” Billy whispers. “Closer.”
Shyly bridging the short distance, Dom’s soft sigh fills the air as their lips meet in a gentle kiss and he sinks into Billy’s welcoming embrace.
Part 3
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Bugger.
Thank you!
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so sweet, with just enough angst potential to give it flavor.
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Hee. Thanks, hon.
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:::looks to Muse:::
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There's never enough Monaboyd out there. :( Wish I could post something every single day.
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*waits*
er...I mean..more please? *makes begging eyes*
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I'll see what the Muse can do, okay?
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I don't actually post a whole lot in my lj. Most of the time, if I have anything to say, it's usually in a fic. Hee. I'm such a slave to my Muse.
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Happy you liked.
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Love Love,
Dee x x x
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I'll see what I can do. Thank you!
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Thank you very much. Glad you enjoyed.
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Thank you. Happy you liked.
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now, you know me better than that. ;P
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Hrmmm?
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Happy birthday! Thanks so much for this, I really enjoyed it. :D
And I agree. Keep it going! :)
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Thank you. Happy that you enjoyed. And since you asked so nicely, I thought you might like to read Part 3 (http://community.livejournal.com/monaboyd/1716851.html)
And thanks for the b-day wishes. You're very sweet.
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*Gah*! Rushing to read part three now....
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I like rushing. Thank you.
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Thank you very much. Glad you enjoyed. :)