monaboyd | FIC: You Want To What?? (Dom/Billy, PWP NC-17)

Title: You Want To What??
Pairing: Dom/Billy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dom tells Billy what he wants
Warnings: language and PWP slash sex (DUH LOL)
Feedback: is what I LIVE FOR. Srsly.
Disclaimer: Total fiction, this never happened, I don't own these people, DON'T SUE, I'M POOR.
Author's Notes: Evidently watching porn is inspiring. ROFL Thank you to

silentdescant and

wonder_walldbc for beta-ing, you guys helped SO MUCH.

He blinked in disbelief and nearly choked on the water he was drinking. Even though he knew he had heard correctly, Billy asked without thinking, “Excuse me??”

Dominic’s eyes danced but didn’t blink and his stare never wavered from Billy’s own. His voice was steady and smooth as velvet as he spoke again, “You heard me the first time. I’m done mucking around with flirting, so I’m getting right to the point.” He crawled onto the couch directly into Billy’s lap, meeting no resistance as he took the water bottle from Billy’s hands and placed it on the nearby table. Billy was frozen in shock. “I want…” He straddled Billy, legs anchored tightly over the other man’s. “To suck…” Deft hands slowly moved to Billy’s belt and began to undo it. “Your cock.” Pulling the belt free from Billy’s jeans and tossing it on the floor, Dom tilted his head and let the trace of a smile show on his face. “Do you have a problem with that?”

The traffic outside, the front room, even the very couch he sat on suddenly ceased to exist to Billy. All he could see were Dom’s blue-grey eyes inches in front of him, and all he could feel were the urging hands pressing at his fly. “Uh… I… No?” What else was there to say, really?

His small smile spread to a smirking grin, and Dom flicked Billy’s jeans open. “Excellent.” Without another word, Dominic’s lips crashed into Billy’s with animalistic ferocity, nearly growling as his hand scrambled under Billy’s pants, grabbing his hips and pulling them firmly up against his own in one fluid sweep.

Billy moaned into Dom’s mouth in surprise and arousal. His arms were finally shocked into motion and his hands gripped onto the younger man like hooks, one in dark blonde hair and the other on a well-toned shoulder. Messy and hard, their kiss was so passionate that it bordered on obscene. Their hips pushed into each other as if at war. This moment had been a year in the making, and the time they had waited was palpable with every nip of teeth, every dig of fingers into flesh.

Dom pulled and pushed Billy’s jeans and pants down from his waist as best he could in their present position until Billy rolled his hips upward, nearly throwing Dom off of him with the force of the movement but making it easier to move the clothes in question. Mouths parting, they both fought for breath, lips and tongues still grazing each other. “Fucking bloody shite,” Billy gasped raggedly.

“Fuck yeah,” Dom breathed, using his foot to basically kick Billy’s jeans down around his ankles, “Been waiting so fucking long for this. For you.” Another hard and mauling kiss and he wrapped a hand around Billy’s hardening cock, starting to stroke. He purred, “Gonna suck you off. Gonna make you come so fucking hard. And I’m… gonna swallow… every… last… drop.” He punctuated each pause with a squeeze and a twist of his hand, bringing moans from Billy every time.

Billy gaped openly. “Jesus fucking Christ, Dominic,” he managed to hiss after he’d had a couple of deep breaths, his arms dropping down to his sides.

Dom just grinned again, keeping his hand in the same rhythm as he pulled away from the couch and knelt on the floor between Billy’s legs. His lips nuzzled at Billy’s cock and he planted softly sucking kisses up and down it. Humming with each noise Billy made, Dom sucked the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue around every ridge as he kept his hand moving down Billy’s length. With each stroke of his hand Dom took in more of his cock, finally moving his hand down to fondle Billy’s balls as he sucked him harder.

Unable to help himself, Billy grabbed hold of Dominic’s head with one hand, threading his fingers through sun-kissed hair. This only seemed to encourage Dom, who hummed appreciatively deep in his throat as he swallowed around Billy. “Oh, my God, yes,” Billy groaned. He stared down, transfixed by Dom’s pink mouth as it worked. He’d dreamed about that mouth for months, what those lips would look like stretched around his cock, and now he almost couldn’t believe this was happening. But holy fuck, he could feel it happening, feel it through his entire body like he never had before. His grip in Dom’s hair tightened involuntarily and his voice shook as he spoke, “You’re fucking magic at this, fucking… just like that… just keep… ”

Dom’s free hand gripped Billy’s hip hard enough to leave bruises to keep them from doing that rolling trick again. He moved his head and his tongue faster, taking Billy in as far as he could with each downward thrust, pouring all his pent-up lust and love into this one action.
“Ah, ah, ah yeah, that’s it, right… oh shit!” Billy nearly yelled as his climax hit him hard, Dom had been right about that, his back arching off the back of the sofa and his fist clenching in Dom’s hair as he came down his throat.

True to his word, Dom swallowed it all and slowly eased his motions. He gently licked Billy clean, murmuring soft incoherent words. When he was satisfied, he rose from his knees and straddled Billy again. Dom sighed in contentment and kissed Billy’s face gently, letting his lips drift at random. His hands faintly massaged at Billy’s shoulders and neck, while Billy’s hands came up to almost cradle Dom at his back. For a good while, the only sounds were light panting breaths.

Swallowing roughly, Billy finally found his voice. “For fuck’s sake, when you make a move, you really make a move,” he chuckled.

Dom laughed against Billy’s neck, “Like I said, I was tired of the games.” He leaned back a little to look into Billy’s eyes properly. “All the stares, lingering hugs… they may be fun, but they take too damn long.” Dom smiled warmly. “You want me. I want you. And you know… maybe something more than that. So why wait, yeah?” He twisted in Billy’s lap to reach for the water bottle he had placed aside before and took a big swig, but kept one hand on Billy’s shoulder as if he didn’t want to stop touching him.

“Mmmm… Yeah… Makes sense when you say it like that,” Billy chuckled again. He ran his hands up Dom’s back when he’d finished drinking, squeezing the other man against him, and became very aware of Dom’s own erection pressing against his waist. Billy glanced down at the bulge in Dom’s jeans and then looked back into Dom’s amused eyes. “Well now… You had a plan for me... I think I have one for you.”

His smile spreading to a grin, Dom raised his eyebrows. “Oh really? What would that plan be, then?” He emphasized his curiosity by grinding his hips into Billy needfully.

Billy stared steadily at Dom, his voice rumbling as he murmured, “I want…” He lowered his hands to Dom’s waistband and started undoing his fly. “To fuck you.” Hands sliding behind and under the jeans, he grabbed Dom’s bare arse hard with both hands and squeezed. “Do you have a problem with that?”

If their first kiss had bordered on obscene, the one Dom gave Billy in response was positively pornographic.

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