Sag Awards NC-17 1/1

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Title: Sag Awards
Author: Robin Gurl
Beta: glamoursnipe (her last story for awhile D:)
Dedicated To: glamoursnipe for being such a sweet beta! :D
Pairings: BB/DM
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Something of a kilt fetish xD
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sick!Dom turns into horny!Dom. (surprise surprise) xD
Notes: o.o So I was looking through images of the SAG Awards (where Billy wears the BEAUTIFUL red and green kilt) and noticed Dom wasn't there. :P So I came up with this idea. This is seriously some of the best smut I've ever written for these two...still sorta surprised that I wrote this. xD haha. LET ME KNOW! :D
Disclaimer: It never happened, I swear! :D




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This wasn't right. No matter how much his manager said he needed to be here, he shouldn't be. He should be at home right now with his partner. He flashed his famous smile as more flashes went off from the paparazzi.



So he'd finally admit it, he was worried about him. Dom never got ill - allergies yes, actually sick, no. "Billy is everything alright?" he heard Sean whisper in his ear.



Billy knew he was horrible at lying. "Yeh I'm fine."



Sean eyed him and Billy knew he'd screw up the lie. He started to come up with other excuses, but the camera's stopped them from having anymore conversation.



*~*



He waved at Sean and Liv in the limo as he got out and ran up the driveway towards his…their house. Digging out his keys, Billy put one in the lock and opened the door. "Dommie? It's me. I'm home."



"Welcome back." The raspy British accented voice scared Billy so bad that he dropped the key ring on the ground.



"Goddamn it Dom. What are you doing up?" Billy turned to his left and saw Dom leaning against the wall, still dressed in his pajama pants and t-shirt. "Usually sick people stay in bed."



"So sick people can't pee?"



"Have you peed yet?" Dom nodded and stared sleepily at his partner, who had crossed his arms in his annoyed fashion. Leaving the keys on the floor, Billy's maternal instinct - that only seemed to appear around Dom - showed up full force. "Alright then, back to the bed, mate."



"Yes, mother," Dom muttered cracking a groggy grin. "Wearing the new kilt, I see." He was helped back into the bed. He coughed, hitting his chest a few times to break up the congestion before laying back in the pillows. "It looks nice."



Billy blushed at the comment but didn't let that stop him. "Have you taken your meds? Remember the doctor said twice a day."



Dom rolled his eyes. "Yes I did. "



"Have you checked your temperature lately? It's was pretty high when I left earlier."



"No, but who cares? There are two temps - hot and cold."



"I care. Sit here." Billy ran into the bathroom and came back out with the digital thermometer. "Open."



Dom sighed but obeyed and watched as Billy sat down beside him. They were silent for a few seconds. "Ya know that kilt is pretty hot." He said around the thermometer.



"Don't even try to seduce me, Monaghan." Billy replied curtly, pulling out the white plastic stick. He stared at it, then looked to Dom. "Don't give me the puppy eyes. Your temp has gone up." He pushed Dom down gently then pulled up the covers. Dom grabbed the edge of Billy's kilt and yanked. He wasn't that strong, but still strong enough to knock Billy off balance.



A slew of curse words came from the Scot as he fell sideways in a heap of jumbled limbs on top of Dom. Dom chuckled weakly. "Well hello there."



"You did that on purpose." Billy said icily. "I already told you no sex. You are to weak to handle-" Dom pulled Billy's face into a kiss. "No.." Billy breathed. "Yer..Yer sick.." He shivered. Dom's ice blue eyes were even bluer from the fever. Billy's eyes widened, glazing over with lust as Dom's hot lips sucked on his neck. "No..no, stop."



"Stop what?" Dom whispered hoarsely near Billy's ear. "I wasn't doing anything."



"We need to just forget this ever happened." Billy suddenly stammered. The spot on his neck was red and it was still damp from Dom's - no. He needed to get off the bed. He used his hands to push himself off Dom and the bed but then one of them brushed against something hard. He looked down praying it wasn't what he thought it was going to be.



Oh shit - it was.



"Dom, really, love. I…I .." Billy gulped, trying to keep his eyes off of Dom's hard-on. "...don't think it's a good idea, not with your fever as high as it is."



"Will you stop yammering like a teenage girl and get back over here?" Dom asked. "It's not like I can get you preg or anything."



When Billy didn't move, Dom made a whimpering noise and moaned about being in pain. Billy rolled his eyes, annoyed, and crossed his arms. "No. It's not going to work this time."



"You won't even hold me? Not even a snuggle?" Dom made sure his eyes were big and puppyish. "Pwease? Oh, come on, Bills. If I die from this disease I am not going without having a good shag first."



"I'll let God know you need a good shag before he can let you into Heaven after you die from a bloody cold." Billy retorted. "Now what do you want for dinner?"



"You are just going to LEAVE me here? All by my lonesome? What about our kids? Don't they get a say in this?"



"Our kids?"



"Yeh, Billy Jr. and Dom Jr. They are trying to have a good time and you won't let them.."



"Dom, my cock is not a kid," Billy replied dryly.



"You're right," Dom started then coughed for a few seconds. After that wave was over he continued. "Yours is more like a teenage boy, always hard and whatnot. No control either."



"Dominic, shut it or no dinner."



"I'd go hungry for just one night with you!"



"Oh, bloody HELL, Dom. If I give you a fucking blow job will you shut up?"



"Really?" Dom exclaimed in a girlish voice, clasping his hands together and batting his eyelashes playfully. Billy just glared and threw the wet washcloth at Dom's face, missing him by centimeters. Instead it splatted on the wall and slid down, leaving a wet trail behind it. "Oh! I love you so much, Billy!"



"Just lay back down," Billy pleaded. He could not believe he'd agreed to this. Dom wasn't going to get better with this sort of action, he was going to get worse.. Overexertion with a fever and a cold wasn't the best combination. However, Billy thought as he ran his tongue across his lips hungarily, he hadn't had any sex since Dom had gotten ill a week ago and even he was beginning to miss it. Jacking off in the bathroom was getting old very quickly. He walked over and fluffed the pillows behind the other man's head, before placing a hand on Dom's forehead. "If your fever goes up, you have to tell me."



"Alright, alright," Dom replied, closing his eyes laying back in the pillows. He sniffled weakly and watched through slits as Billy crawled onto the foot of the bed. He actually let out a little groan when the covers were lifted and cooler air whooshed in.



"No underwear?" Billy asked, raising his eye brows as he pulled down the gray sweatpants. "Naughty."



Dom's reply was another moan. His cock sprang forward after being freed, hard and ready. He watched as Billy sat on his knees and gently began rubbing the hard length. This was beyond hot, Billy's beautiful red and green kilt was sprawled across both of the tiny legs, barely reaching the black socks that came to his knee caps. He noticed for the first time that the sporran and shoes had been removed before Billy had gotten on the bed. "Yer jacket is goin' to get dirty." Dom whispered, unable to keep his eyes off Billy's hands as they stroked him up and down. He shivered with pleasure when he saw Billy's tongue dart out of the small mouth, wet the beautiful lips and disappear again.



Billy glanced up at him, lust burning in his eyes before letting go of Dom's cock and unbuttoning the black jacket. Pulling it off his shoulders then his arms he let it drop to the ground before turning back to his main task. Before going down on his lover, Billy checked Dom's appearance. Nothing more than the glow of sexual desire was emitting from Dom.



He was lying arms at his side, hands clenching the sheets, eyes closed and lips partially open. Even with his eyes and nose being red, a weeks worth of scruff lining his face, Dominic Monaghan was still gorgeous and it threw Billy off.



A shiver ran down his spine as Billy bent down, hovering over Dom's cock. No verbal warning just a quick warm slick feeling over came Dom's member. The feeling of Billy's lips running up and down the outside, then Billy's tongue licking what his lips had just left nearly killed Dom on the spot. He fought to keep himself from orgasming so soon. He wanted to ride this one out a little longer. Billy's eyes were closed, his small lithe body curled at the foot of Dom's bed, his ass almost in the air as he sucked.



"Oh, God. Dear God," Dom cried out hoarsely, his voice breaking. His outburst caused Billy's eyes to open and while still sucking, a pair of green eyes, glazed over with lust glanced at him. They were so big, so green, so Pippinish. That did it. His hips bucked weakly and he reached down and grabbed a fistful of Billy's hair. In seconds the arousal that had followed him around for days was finally gone. He dropped back against the pillows, allowing Billy to finish and clean up. Dom's vision was blurry and he felt hot; Billy had been right. His fever had gone up but right now he didn't care. "Billy, come 'ere." He panted. "Please. Come here."



Billy grinned, congratulating himself on another good blow job, and after he was sure Dom was clean he turned towards him and saw one of his arms was out, invitingly. He crawled up, licking his lips clean, before curling close to his lover. He felt Dom's fever and he tried to sit up and check it, but Dom was faster this time.



Dom's lips covered his and Billy could feel his tongue invading, licking the roof of his mouth and his own tongue. Dom had never done this before and it was a nice surprise. Billy whithered underneath his grasp but didn't pull away.. He closed his eyes, wanting to enjoy the kiss. Dom pulled away, panting, smiling at Billy's overwhelmed look. "You and your damn kilts, Boyd. I swear to God," he whispered huskily in Billy's ear. Billy shivered, glancing nervously into Dom's eyes, glazed over with want. "Open your legs."



Unaware he was doing so at first, Billy complied. Dom's free hand reached underneath the tartan and found Billy's own member hard and engorged. He stroked it and the white thighs gently, smiling when Billy moaned and laid his head on Dom's shoulder. "Careful, Dom. If you aren't up to this- ohhh…" Billy stopped lecturing and kissed Dom's neck in return for the stroking. "Ohh, that's right…right there.." Dom didn't have to look at Billy's face to know that his partner was enjoying this as much as he was.



"Beautiful," Dom whispered pressing his lips to Billy's forehead. He kissed away some drops of sweat that were beading at the hair line smiling when Billy let a tiny sort of groan escape from his lips. "You're getting close." Billy nodded clenching his eyes shut. His hands grasped the arm that was laying across him, stroking him toward orgasm. "Good, Pippin."



Dom felt lightheaded but didn't want to stop. He hardly ever got Billy to be this submissive and didn't want it to go to waste. In his fogged-up brain he figured it must have been a combination of taking care of a sick mate and having no sex for however long that jumpstarted these actions. "Just relax," He whispered again into the pale ear, then nuzzled it lovingly..



Billy response was a loud groan and a choke. Dom's hands were moving faster, up and down, up and down. He could feel each stroke sending a flurry of pleasure signals up his thighs and into his stomach. "Oh yes, please Dommieh, don't stop..faster." Dom's stroking stopped shortly, Billy was about to protest the treatment when Dom's thumb rubbed against the tip of his cock before moving down the length slowly. "Oh…Oh.."



"That's it, Billy. Cum for me." Dom's voice echoed over and over again in Billy's brain and his eyes opened briefly to see Dom staring at him with a weak grin plastered on his features. "Come on, Pippin, cum, cum for Merry."



Usually Billy detested the thought that Pippin was submissive and Merry was dominant, but this time, shit! He didn't care. Dom's stroking was so gentle and it drove him mad. He felt Dom's thumb disappear and his hand reappearing, stroking up and down again, pumping him. Dom's other hand was gripping Billy's shoulder keeping him from moving too much. He tried to make his bottom half be calm and not shake the bed; he didn't want to upset Dom's stomach- ohhhhhhhh. "So close, Dom…so close."



"Now, Billy.. Now." On Dom's command Billy's thighs bucked many times in a row before he felt his kilt being lifted. Cold air swirled around his manhood but Dom's hand kept most of it at bay. The stroking got the least bit faster and Billy's moans were getting louder. Finally, the last bit of his defense gone, he exploded in Dom's hands, screaming profanities and other meaningless nonsense. His cock quivered before spurting in the air. He watched through slitted eyes as Dom licked the semen off his hand. "Good, Pippin."



"Damn, Dom." Billy exclaimed, trying to make himself sit up. But he was too tired and wound up just laying his head on Dom's shoulder, trying to get his breath back. His thighs were still shaking from the after spasms. "Do you always do this to your nurses?"



"Only the cute Scottish lads who wear kilts." Dom replied, snuggling Billy closer to him. "You feel better?"



"Don't worry about me," Billy said looking up into Dom's eyes. "How are you feeling?"



"Better than ever, just a little sleepy." Dom scooted down further into the pillows and pulled Billy down with him. "Stay with me," he whispered, wrapping his arms around Billy's waist. "Sleep with me for a bit, please?"



Billy laughed quietly, and after making sure Dom's fever wasn't too bad off, he curled close and planted on a kiss on Dom's forehead. "Go to sleep, Dommieh. I'm right here and I'm not leaving."

Comments

[not-a-lamb.livejournal.com]

"You are just going to LEAVE me here? All by my lonesome? What about our kids? Don't they get a say in this?"

"Our kids?"

"Yeh, Billy Jr. and Dom Jr. They are trying to have a good time and you won't let them.."

"Dom, my cock is not a kid," Billy replied dryly.

Freakin DIED!

Great line, hon. Well done.

[robingurl.livejournal.com]

ty ty. and good glory *dies* YOUR ICON!! OMG!! :D Did you make it?!

Yeh for some reason the banter came out well this time! :D

[not-a-lamb.livejournal.com]

Actually, it was made by emma_took. Feel free to take it, but please give her credit. :)

[robingurl.livejournal.com]

TY TY! Will definitely credit! :D WHEE!! (that interview is my favorite!! :D so I can't resist when good icons are made off it. )

[glamoursnipe.livejournal.com]

*Flails*

Thank you, stupid 'puter, for getting your shit together so I could do my job.

Now watch me drool all over it and ruin it.

I couldn't be happier to bear the dedication on this one. Goes without saying. :))))))

[robingurl.livejournal.com]

yaaay! ^_^ *tackle hugs* I'm glad!!!

Are you able to beta again?! *clings onto yer leg*

[glamoursnipe.livejournal.com]

Just finished the stuffed animal h/c. :D

[robingurl.livejournal.com]

yaaay *hugs onto arm* tis be posted! :D

[owlgrey.livejournal.com]

Love naming their privates!

This was pure gold.

[cordeilla33.livejournal.com]

Oh so here is the one with Dom being sick...though I would have preferred them 'not' together 'like that' cause I love the sexual tension, not that this didn't have ST just a different type...anyway nuff of my ramblings.

This story had great lines and actions...very proud of ya! Again with Dom and his horney-ness, but I especially liked "Usually Billy detested the thought that Pippin was submissive and Merry was dominant," I liked that the roles were reversed! ;P And your smut was quite good - cause I can't do it! LOL!

[robingurl.livejournal.com]

sorry. D: I'm fairly sure all of my stories have them "together" "like that" xD

Besides' sick!dom mixing with horny!dom is just so cute. xD hahaha

[lumieresdevill.livejournal.com]

"Dom, my cock is not a kid," Billy replied dryly.

I think I may have peed a little, laughing at that little gem!


I think I want to hump this story... When I possess a penis. /waits for one to arrive.