The Kiss (Monaboyd NC-17)

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Title: The Kiss
Author: Robin Gurl
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kissing Dom before an interview is never a good thing. Nothing good ever comes out of it.
Notes: There is an interview that I love but Billy is just so exhausted looking. Its one of the TTT interviews. I think it's the TTT Junket. :P Well instead of writing my usual sick!billy fic I decided to write a different reason why. Of course my usual may come out later but for right now, enjoy this one! xD Man it felt good to write monaboyd smut again! :D
Feedback: YES PLEASE! :)
Disclaimer: This never happened to my knowledge. Both boys were most likely just exhausted from the tiring interview schedule for the TTT. :)
Cross-posted: engscotsluv monaboyd robingurl
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It'd all started with that damn kiss before the interview. Billy had told Dom they needed to behave, so no physical contact. As if to rebel against the world, right before they exited the car Dom pulled Billy to him and kissed him right on the lips.

Now 20 minutes later sitting in a "directors" chair right beside his lover, Billy Boyd was- well for short beyond all reasonable doubt aroused. You didn't just get kissed by Dom Monaghan and leave it at that. It was very rare, so rare Billy could only come up with one instance (but then decided it didn't count), that the kisses didn't lead to the sex. That's why he had said no physical contact before the interview.

Of course he'd admit that it wasn't fair that he was wearing Dom's favorite shirt of his. The purple dress shirt. And yes, he'd admit still that he had left the collar of his shirt unbuttoned just enough to entice Dom throughout the interview but turnabout was unfair play. He squirmed in his seat trying to find a way to comfortably hide his growing bulge. Unlike Dom, it was almost impossible for Billy to function while turned on as he was now.

Billy didn't know what pissed him off more, the fact that he was this turned on because it was a kiss or because it was a kiss from Dom Monaghan? Whatever it was he was upset and wanted to go home or at least hide in a damn closet and finish what Dom had started.

Dom sat down beside him with a cheeky smile plastered on his face. "What's wrong, Billy?"

Billy glared back, green eyes slightly glazed over, his cheeks crimson. "Don't even start with me, Monaghan. You know bloody well that's wrong."

"Well stop acting so obvious about it or we will be found out." Dom replied stretching. "Not that I'd mind shagging the shit out of you right here on the sound stage."

"Shut up, Dom. Not now." Billy hissed trying to mask his very obvious moan as he slid down further in the seat. "Please not now."

Dom stood up and walked to the door looking around the hallway and the audio room. He came back a few minutes later with a grin. "Well I can take care of this for you if you want? Everyone is on lunch break."

Billy glanced up unsure of how to answer. If he did get this taken care of then he'd be able to focus on the interview but if they got caught. Screw getting caught, he needed this NOW. "Fine. But don't think you can do this all the time, Dom. I do have a reputation-" He was stopped in mid sentence as Dom knelt down in front of him and unzipped his jeans right there. Billy choked on his next breath staring down at Dom's pale hand that was reaching into his pants. "Oh..God."

"Relax and don't be to loud or we will be in trouble." Dom commanded as calm and cool as ever. "You want me to suck or just wank ya?" Billy's only response was a moan and he lifted his hips. Dom grinned and pulled down the older man's jeans revealing no boxers or underwear.

Billy's brain didn't have time to comprehend that he was in public, with his pants down, very aroused, and Dom's mouth…on his…..He clenched his eyes shut and let out a noise that was in between a groan and choke. Dom's mouth was hot, not to hot but hot enough. He reached out and grabbed onto Dom's hair. His hips bucked out of his control as Dom happily suckled away between his legs.

Why did Dom have to be SO DAMN good at this? "Shite!" He exclaimed panting. "Don’t do that.." He squeaked. "I'm going to….oh dear god-!" Dom's "sucking" got harder and Billy was afraid he was going to knock the chair over with his bucking.

The warmness of Dom's mouth got to much for Billy and the usual feeling of bliss started in his toes and traveled up to his crotch then exploded sending tremors all over his body. He fell back down in the chair panting and trying to catch his breath, all the while Dom was licking his thighs clean. "Damn, I've got to start kissing you more often!"

"Fuck you." Billy hissed sleepily. He didn’t fight Dom as the younger man redressed him. He watched with heavy lidded eyes as Dom left the room and returned with two cups of water. "What's that for?"

"To wake you up!" Dom handed one to him and then drank the other himself. "Drink or we'll have to explain a lot."

Billy glared but took the cup and drank it robotically. He made a promise to himself to never kiss Dom again before an interview.

End