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Title: Pie
Author: Me
Pairing(s): Monaboyd
Disclaimer: I made it up. Seriously.
Rating: PG, PG-13 if you're especially naive.
Summery: An epic pie bite to the death. Who will get the first taste?
Note: For the past three days I've been reading a lot of Billy/Dom so I decided to enrich the creative pool. instead I came up with this. Prompt was 'pie' from the wondrous website http://boudicca.com/taters/mprov.html  

There was pie.

Sitting between them, innocuous, looking delicious, untouched by the forks both men sported as spears. It was quietly listening to their heated conversation, wondering who was going to win.

“I made it.”

“You bought it.”

“Out in the jungle of human civilization a lone man trekked throughout the city, foraging for sweet delights and captured one such necessity. It was called cherry pie and still steaming from its cage of cookery. This man- this handsome, compassionate, merciful, sympathetic man - then decided to share his conquest with his best mate and how does this man respond?” Like a true actor, Dominic had shining eyes and a voice full of emotion, his only betraying feature the fact that his fork was facing the wrong way.

“Dommie don't you think you're going a bit overboard?” Billie Boyd's eyes were shining too, but it was with mirth. Dominic decided not to respond to his friend.

“This, this mate insists on the first bite! Slanderous!”

“Treacherous.”

“Deceitful.”

“Well at least we agree on something.”

“That the first bite is for mine own mouth?”

“That you really have got a terrible best mate.” And then Dominic watched in muted horror as Billy Boyd took his completely right facing fork and used it to pry open the crust of the pie and grab a forkful.

“No.” This couldn't be happening, Dom had at least another two minutes of hilarious dialogue stored in his head before the pie was going to be cut into.

“Oh yes.” Fork raised to lips Billy closed his eyes on impact and thusly didn't see Dominic stand up suddenly. He heard the chair fall back to the floor, but he was really too far gone in the taste of this delicious pastry to make sense of the noise.

And then he was being pulled forward- someone was grabbing the front of his shirt?- and his mouth was being pried open by Dom's mouth, hot and hungry and leaving no options other than a full frontal snog in Boyd's own kitchen.

So Billy acquiesced to the request (although it was really less of a request and more of a demand with a shaking fist) and forgot about his kitchen, his fork that had made its way to upturned chair for cover or how Dom's fork was pressed into his neck because he, a very heterosexual male, was kissing his best friend and was rather enjoying himself. The taste of pie that was quickly spreading to both their mouths added a level of kink that Billy found quite intoxicating and that was perhaps why it took him so long to open his eyes after the kiss had ended.

He blinked himself back to consciousness and noticed Dom leaning over the table, still barely an inch away from him, with a self-satisfied smile on his face. He was still licking his lips.

“What- what was that all about?” Billy managed to tear his eyes away from Dom's mouth to eyes, and noticed that those were smiling as well.

“I had dibs on the first bite of pie.”

“Oh.” Billy though this over for a moment before a small smile crept up on his face, “Well I have dibs on the second then.”

And he only had to wait a moment until Dom reached up with the fork he hadn't let go of during this entire incident and stabbed the pie with it.

The pie sighed with boredom, this could really go on all night.

And indeed it did.

End.

 

Comments

[cordeilla33.livejournal.com]

That was brilliant! and oh so cute...mmmm pieeee LOL!
Great piece to show the casual yet teasing way these two interact together.

[owlgrey.livejournal.com]

That was awesome!

Love these two!

[ritzh.livejournal.com]

Great fic!
This is so "them"~