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dsufiction.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 5th, 2004 01:21 pm)Title: Touch of my Hand
Author: dsufiction
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: PG-13, maybe verging on R. Not sure.
Feedback: Would be appreciated.
Summary: Dom tries to make Billy regret turning him down.
Author's Notes: My first monaboyd and slash fic (so be gentle! lol) and its unbeta’d. So if anyone wants to volunteer for any future fics? Hint, hint. Lyrics belong to Britney Spears and her people, I don’t claim to have written them. Special thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
desire_billy, as the fic I Never Knew was also an inspiration for this. Ohh and one other thing, this is actually a sequel of sorts to an Oscar fic I am currently writing, it just happened that this was finished first. I think it stands pretty well on its own.
Dom stood on the stage, anxiously waiting for the music to spring up around him.
It had now been five weeks since the events of Oscar night and things seemed relatively normal. He and Billy were once again on speaking terms, after much prodding from Elijah.
However things weren’t as they were, they probably never would be.
Take tonight for instance, the guys all happened upon some free time and arranged a meet. As Dom scanned the crowd he saw Elijah with his huge eyes and wide grin, Orlando on the far side of the room at the bar, surrounded by women, always the centre of attention. Then there was his Billy, no, scratch that, just Billy. Then next to him was the kick in the teeth, Billy had brought his girlfriend. She was nice and kind, Dom supposed. Heck, she was even pretty. But the only thought Dom could ever manage to form when she was around was that she was in his place.
Right now Billy wasn’t even paying attention to him, Dom was going to make him regret it.
The slightly tinged oriental music began to seep from the speakers and Dom quickly rearranged the microphone stand so that it was at his correct level. Moving closer he began:
I'm not ashamed of the things that I dream
I find myself flirting with the verge of obscene
Immediately he felt stupid. The song was all wrong for him, in both tone and style. He wished he’d chosen another. It was all Elijah’s fault. “Sing something sexy” Idiot.
Into the unknown, I will be bold
I'm going to the places I can be out of control
After a few seconds however Dom was past caring. He seemed to have garnered the attention of everyone in the room, especially his aim, those two emerald orbs boring in to his skull. Dom began to sway with the music, lighten up a little.
And I don't want to explain tonight
All the things I've tried to hide
Dom slowly undid the buttons on his jacket one by one, trying to be as seductive as possible, but probably failing miserably.
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly
He slinked his jacket from his shoulders and with a quick flick dropped it to the ground. Then with all seriousness he grabbed the microphone with both hands and spat out in a deep tone:
I love myself
It's not a sin
I can't control what's happenin'
Billy hadn’t looked anywhere but Dom since his performance had started. Watching intently as his ex lover’s fingers slipped each button from its home and then peel off a layer of himself. Billy knew every inch of that body, ever crease, every wrinkle, every shape… was it getting hot in here?
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Dom’s fingers spidered their way down his shirt tugging it from inside his trousers, rubbing the cool fabric against his clammy skin.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
Fingers creeping on his body ,the familiar feeling. Dom undid another button of his shirt, sliding fingers across the now bare flesh, remembering Billy and his gentle but intense touches.
From the small of my back and the arch of my feet
Lately I've been noticing the beautiful me
Elijah was giddy, giggles escaping his mouth. He looked over and saw that Billy seemed to be enjoying it too. It appeared as though Dom’s plan was having the required effect, Billy did seem to be swallowing an awful lot.
I'm all in my skin and I'm not gonna wait
I’m in to myself in the most precious way
Dom’s hands are everywhere, he tries to regain a grip on the microphone as his other hand moves up across his face and through his hair, recalling more memories, this time of Billy’s firm hands doing the exact same motion when he would be down on his knees.
And I don't want to explain tonight
All the things I've tried to hide
Billy reaches out for his drink. Really, did someone turn up the heat?
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly
Dom’s hand wraps tightly around the microphone, gripping, wanting, and hoping to feel flesh instead of steel. He brings his other hand across on to the slim stand sliding it down in one fluid motion and then bringing it up again. With a lick of the lips Dom looks over, Billy seems to be enjoying himself.
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Billy’s uncomfortable, he wants to move but he knows that’ll only draw attention. His flesh now straining against material, it’s unbearable, he has to do something. So he quietly begins to sneak a hand up his own thigh.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
Dom’s hands work their way back to his body, this time down to his waistline. He hitches up his shirt, a small sliver of skin is visible, and he wants Billy to see it, want to make him taste it. Dom breathes deeply, almost losing control of the lyric but pushes through.
There's a world undefined
In my body and mind
Both of Billy’s hands are now under the table, he prays to God that nobody sees. He begins to gently massage his erection through the fabric of his jeans. This has got to stop right now. His breathing hitches, just like Dom’s shirt. Ohh God.
I won't be left behind
I'm already here
Dom’s now playing with his belt loops, snakely running his hands around them and towards the buttons of his trousers. He’s no longer aware of the audience, only Billy. He’s passed caring. There is only the want. Billy’s breathe on his face, the feel of his touch, the warmth when he enters him.
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Billy’s hand aren’t content with the feel of the fabric, longing for something else, a different kind of touch. A past touch. Their eyes are connected. Billy’s zipper is being lowered, hands grasping for what’s inside.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
The song ends.
The audience goes mad. Orlando wolf whistles. Elijah whoops like a crazy person. But Billy isn’t doing that, Billy is doing something else and Dom knows it. He takes a quick bow, picks up his jacket and exits from the stage with a gigantic grin.
“He’s pretty good.” Ali lightly touches Billy on his arm with a warm smile.
Billy finally realising what he is doing quickly withdraws his hand, cracking it on the hard wood of the table. “Fuck!”
Mission Accomplished.
Author: dsufiction
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Rating: PG-13, maybe verging on R. Not sure.
Feedback: Would be appreciated.
Summary: Dom tries to make Billy regret turning him down.
Author's Notes: My first monaboyd and slash fic (so be gentle! lol) and its unbeta’d. So if anyone wants to volunteer for any future fics? Hint, hint. Lyrics belong to Britney Spears and her people, I don’t claim to have written them. Special thanks to
desire_billy, as the fic I Never Knew was also an inspiration for this. Ohh and one other thing, this is actually a sequel of sorts to an Oscar fic I am currently writing, it just happened that this was finished first. I think it stands pretty well on its own.Dom stood on the stage, anxiously waiting for the music to spring up around him.
It had now been five weeks since the events of Oscar night and things seemed relatively normal. He and Billy were once again on speaking terms, after much prodding from Elijah.
However things weren’t as they were, they probably never would be.
Take tonight for instance, the guys all happened upon some free time and arranged a meet. As Dom scanned the crowd he saw Elijah with his huge eyes and wide grin, Orlando on the far side of the room at the bar, surrounded by women, always the centre of attention. Then there was his Billy, no, scratch that, just Billy. Then next to him was the kick in the teeth, Billy had brought his girlfriend. She was nice and kind, Dom supposed. Heck, she was even pretty. But the only thought Dom could ever manage to form when she was around was that she was in his place.
Right now Billy wasn’t even paying attention to him, Dom was going to make him regret it.
The slightly tinged oriental music began to seep from the speakers and Dom quickly rearranged the microphone stand so that it was at his correct level. Moving closer he began:
I'm not ashamed of the things that I dream
I find myself flirting with the verge of obscene
Immediately he felt stupid. The song was all wrong for him, in both tone and style. He wished he’d chosen another. It was all Elijah’s fault. “Sing something sexy” Idiot.
Into the unknown, I will be bold
I'm going to the places I can be out of control
After a few seconds however Dom was past caring. He seemed to have garnered the attention of everyone in the room, especially his aim, those two emerald orbs boring in to his skull. Dom began to sway with the music, lighten up a little.
And I don't want to explain tonight
All the things I've tried to hide
Dom slowly undid the buttons on his jacket one by one, trying to be as seductive as possible, but probably failing miserably.
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly
He slinked his jacket from his shoulders and with a quick flick dropped it to the ground. Then with all seriousness he grabbed the microphone with both hands and spat out in a deep tone:
I love myself
It's not a sin
I can't control what's happenin'
Billy hadn’t looked anywhere but Dom since his performance had started. Watching intently as his ex lover’s fingers slipped each button from its home and then peel off a layer of himself. Billy knew every inch of that body, ever crease, every wrinkle, every shape… was it getting hot in here?
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Dom’s fingers spidered their way down his shirt tugging it from inside his trousers, rubbing the cool fabric against his clammy skin.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
Fingers creeping on his body ,the familiar feeling. Dom undid another button of his shirt, sliding fingers across the now bare flesh, remembering Billy and his gentle but intense touches.
From the small of my back and the arch of my feet
Lately I've been noticing the beautiful me
Elijah was giddy, giggles escaping his mouth. He looked over and saw that Billy seemed to be enjoying it too. It appeared as though Dom’s plan was having the required effect, Billy did seem to be swallowing an awful lot.
I'm all in my skin and I'm not gonna wait
I’m in to myself in the most precious way
Dom’s hands are everywhere, he tries to regain a grip on the microphone as his other hand moves up across his face and through his hair, recalling more memories, this time of Billy’s firm hands doing the exact same motion when he would be down on his knees.
And I don't want to explain tonight
All the things I've tried to hide
Billy reaches out for his drink. Really, did someone turn up the heat?
I shut myself out from the world so I
Can draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly
Dom’s hand wraps tightly around the microphone, gripping, wanting, and hoping to feel flesh instead of steel. He brings his other hand across on to the slim stand sliding it down in one fluid motion and then bringing it up again. With a lick of the lips Dom looks over, Billy seems to be enjoying himself.
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Billy’s uncomfortable, he wants to move but he knows that’ll only draw attention. His flesh now straining against material, it’s unbearable, he has to do something. So he quietly begins to sneak a hand up his own thigh.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
Dom’s hands work their way back to his body, this time down to his waistline. He hitches up his shirt, a small sliver of skin is visible, and he wants Billy to see it, want to make him taste it. Dom breathes deeply, almost losing control of the lyric but pushes through.
There's a world undefined
In my body and mind
Both of Billy’s hands are now under the table, he prays to God that nobody sees. He begins to gently massage his erection through the fabric of his jeans. This has got to stop right now. His breathing hitches, just like Dom’s shirt. Ohh God.
I won't be left behind
I'm already here
Dom’s now playing with his belt loops, snakely running his hands around them and towards the buttons of his trousers. He’s no longer aware of the audience, only Billy. He’s passed caring. There is only the want. Billy’s breathe on his face, the feel of his touch, the warmth when he enters him.
'Cause I've just discovered
Imagination's taking over
Billy’s hand aren’t content with the feel of the fabric, longing for something else, a different kind of touch. A past touch. Their eyes are connected. Billy’s zipper is being lowered, hands grasping for what’s inside.
Another day without a lover
The more I come to understand
The touch of my hand
The song ends.
The audience goes mad. Orlando wolf whistles. Elijah whoops like a crazy person. But Billy isn’t doing that, Billy is doing something else and Dom knows it. He takes a quick bow, picks up his jacket and exits from the stage with a gigantic grin.
“He’s pretty good.” Ali lightly touches Billy on his arm with a warm smile.
Billy finally realising what he is doing quickly withdraws his hand, cracking it on the hard wood of the table. “Fuck!”
Mission Accomplished.
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*claps*
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I loved it. So great! And I love that song. Oh man. Verah, verah hawt. XD
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*runs off to glomp on Dom*
joanna
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Ohh and i will probably take you up on your offer to beta, very appreciative. *nod nod*
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w00t!
The song is Touch of my Hand by Britney Spears.
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eeee yummy mental images in my brain.
*adds to memories*
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