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vanaofthevalar.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 10th, 2004 08:08 pm)Title: domine deus
Author: thas me
Pairing: monaboyd
Rating: sex, y0
Disclaimer: the usual
Summary: post-oscar party retrospective
Feedback: if the mood hits, would love it
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mctaggart_pegg, without whom none of this would be possible.
Between the frustration and the euphoria, between the bar staff breakroom and the back door, among the beer bottles and the ceiling insets, Dominic had Billy up against the wall.
"Tell me," tongue buried in mouth, pulled out with a whimper from the still-open lips, "you aren't," crotch grinding on hip, pre-existing stiffness even hotter and trembling, "proud," hand inside shirt, cufflink brushing against nipple, shudder through the hallway and the world, "of us."
"I am, or I'm not," Billy gasped low, "what did you want me to --"
"Billy," threatening, eyeliner-bruised eyes bore into thrillingly frightened green ones, "I want you to tell me exactly how proud you ..." knee between knees, other hand in hair, pulling at the short tendrils --
"Are."
And so Billy tried to speak. "I've never been so happy, Dom --" and whether he was referring to this evening's Oscar sweep or to the situation they were in now was not stated, and Dominic didn't ask, "I've never been so --" But whatever he had never been was not found out, because the overhead hallway light went out as Dominic pushed Billy's head down to his midsection and Billy's eyes closed and tried to find the zipper.
In the instant before Dom's cock entered Billy's mouth, ripe waiting lips, Dom fiercely pulled the hair again in a shocking, cold motion. Billy's eyes flew open again, wondering remorse? anger? fear?
"Tell me, Billy," Dom said almost growling. "One more thing." Billy nodded in tremulous acquiescence; did Dominic not know his entire soul without needing to be told? But there was always one more thing.
"Tell me," and as Dom rasped out the words it seemed as though his body radiated even more heat; Billy thought he might faint from feverish anticipation, yet Dominic's need for more words was even more pressing than Billy's need for Dominic's body, "how glad you are," and his hand relaxed almost tenderly into Billy's hair, "that we met. That we got to do," fingers tightening in hair again, Dom's breath angled down into Billy's upturned face, "everything," and blissfully Billy felt Dom moving closer to him, "that we get --" in a wave of ecstasy Billy's mouth was allowed to enshrine Dom's cock, hot and comforting, "to do."
But Billy did not answer in words, and didn't need to.
Author: thas me
Pairing: monaboyd
Rating: sex, y0
Disclaimer: the usual
Summary: post-oscar party retrospective
Feedback: if the mood hits, would love it
Dedicated to my inspiration and editor,
mctaggart_pegg, without whom none of this would be possible.Between the frustration and the euphoria, between the bar staff breakroom and the back door, among the beer bottles and the ceiling insets, Dominic had Billy up against the wall.
"Tell me," tongue buried in mouth, pulled out with a whimper from the still-open lips, "you aren't," crotch grinding on hip, pre-existing stiffness even hotter and trembling, "proud," hand inside shirt, cufflink brushing against nipple, shudder through the hallway and the world, "of us."
"I am, or I'm not," Billy gasped low, "what did you want me to --"
"Billy," threatening, eyeliner-bruised eyes bore into thrillingly frightened green ones, "I want you to tell me exactly how proud you ..." knee between knees, other hand in hair, pulling at the short tendrils --
"Are."
And so Billy tried to speak. "I've never been so happy, Dom --" and whether he was referring to this evening's Oscar sweep or to the situation they were in now was not stated, and Dominic didn't ask, "I've never been so --" But whatever he had never been was not found out, because the overhead hallway light went out as Dominic pushed Billy's head down to his midsection and Billy's eyes closed and tried to find the zipper.
In the instant before Dom's cock entered Billy's mouth, ripe waiting lips, Dom fiercely pulled the hair again in a shocking, cold motion. Billy's eyes flew open again, wondering remorse? anger? fear?
"Tell me, Billy," Dom said almost growling. "One more thing." Billy nodded in tremulous acquiescence; did Dominic not know his entire soul without needing to be told? But there was always one more thing.
"Tell me," and as Dom rasped out the words it seemed as though his body radiated even more heat; Billy thought he might faint from feverish anticipation, yet Dominic's need for more words was even more pressing than Billy's need for Dominic's body, "how glad you are," and his hand relaxed almost tenderly into Billy's hair, "that we met. That we got to do," fingers tightening in hair again, Dom's breath angled down into Billy's upturned face, "everything," and blissfully Billy felt Dom moving closer to him, "that we get --" in a wave of ecstasy Billy's mouth was allowed to enshrine Dom's cock, hot and comforting, "to do."
But Billy did not answer in words, and didn't need to.
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Totally hot.
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heh, glad that the icon makes sense to someone other than me!
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<3
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