Oscar Fic

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The beginning of this fic can be found here. 

http://www.livejournal.com/community/monaboyd/356397.html#cutid1

Don't worry they are not long so don't let the number 12 put you off.

Author – Me
Title – Oscars Parts 13,14 and 15/?
Pairing – Monaboyd and hints of Sean/Lij
Rating – R??
Summary – The Oscar’s are over, the after show party is beginning.

Disclaimers – Billy, owns Dom, Dom owns Billy.  It’s not a crime, it’s perfection.
Feedback – Please Please Please.  I’m not too ashamed to beg.
Dedication – to my baby Christina (just_me_kalista) because I love her and she hasn't got the net at the mo so I'm feeling her pain.

 

Which are  

 

Part 13.

 

Billy was regretting teasing Dom.  Dom was now on stage with a tambourine.  Where the hell has he got a tambourine from?  He was shaking his ass to the music and kept looking at Billy as if he was the only one witnessing this little performance.  Of course he wasn’t, so Billy had to just sit there and say nothing.  And more importantly do nothing.

 

They somehow made it through dinner, although just.  Billy couldn’t help it if his hand kept slipping on to Dom’s thigh and rubbing gently.  He couldn’t help it if his pinkie would sometimes slip a little too far.  It’s not his fault that Dom would try and thrust up into his hand and would moan a little.  It wasn’t his fault at all. 

 

And hey at least Sean wasn’t sitting between them anymore.

 

 

Part 14.

 

They had only had three drinks a piece before Dom was dragging Billy to the dance floor.

 

‘Dom, it’s a bit public don’t you think?’

 

Dom’s hands are on Billy’s waist and he brings them together with a bump.

 

‘Exactly.  The Oscar voting is over and you are all mine.  The world can finally know.’

 

Billy’s smiling but not for long as Dom’s mouth covers his.

 

 

Part 15.

 

It’s quite blatant that they are no longer just dancing.  They are grinding together so hard, hands grabbing at each other trying to pull the other closer.  Doms hands are on Billy’s arse and he’s squeezing so hard that he’ll be leaving bruises.

 

People are starring but neither Dom nor Billy notice.  They are too lost in each other.  Even if they did notice they wouldn’t care.  They’ve cared for too long.

 

Sean and Elijah are blushing though.  Neither one of them wants to interrupt, they know that this public display is more than just what it appears.  They are aware of what else comes along with it.  But at the same time they realise that Dom and Billy have no idea of how ‘public’ it really is.  In fact Elijah’s sure that they are going to end up doing it on the floor if they don’t do something, and quickly.

 

He grabs Sean and tugs him along behind him.  They soon reach the pair on the dance floor.

 

Elijah pulls Billy away from Dom and they both protest at the lack of contact.

 

Dom is glaring at Elijah.  ‘Lij man what the fuck?’

 

Sean is holding onto Dom who seriously looks like he wants to hit someone.

 

‘Dom, I know you want to tell everyone about you and Billy but here is not the place.’

Dom turns to look at Sean who’s still holding his arm.  ‘Why are you trying to keep us apart tonight?’

 

‘Dom I don’t want that.’  Sean lowers his voice.  ‘I was just going to suggest maybe not in the middle of an Oscar party.  I can’t believe I’m going to say this but maybe you should try a bathroom.’

 

Dom’s suddenly hugging Sean and smiling at Lij before grabbing Billy’s hand and tugging him from the room.

 

Sean gives out a little laugh before he turns to Elijah.  Elijah isn’t laughing though.  He’s starring at Sean with a different look.

 

‘Maybe we should get a bathroom too.’

 

Sean doesn’t say anything but doesn’t protest when Elijah takes his hand and leads him away.