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hobbit-fancier2.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 21st, 2004 03:22 am)Right. So this is my first post, it's a co-written piece. I'll have my very first monaboyd up, in a bit. But for now, co-written works. ;)
Title: Squirrel Chasing 1/?
Author: Fio & RobinGurl
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: PG-13 (language and suggestiveness it's Dom and Billy, c'mon guys!)
Warning: RobinGurl was working with a first timer here *points to self* So you'll have to
forgive her if it's bad... It's compleatly *my* fault. So yeah, you've been warned. Disclaimer: We all know that Billy and Dom were meant for each other and are
Completely and hopelessly in love… they just don't know it yet. So until they figure out
what we so plainly see… it's all fake. LIES, all of it. *pokes the guys and looks at her
watch* Ya know you could hurry up a bit tho! ^_^
Feedback: We'll love you forever, we'll like you for always, just give us some feedback
and happy we'll be. *nod nod* Yessh *hands out more of those plushies* *both girls
cheer* PLEASE GIVE US FEED BACK!! *both beg and give Pippin eyes*
Summary: Dom. Squirrels. Trees. Need I say more. *sniggers and snorts*
Author's Note: This is Miss. Fio's first slash, partner writing, and post in an lj
community... bare with us. *hugs Fio* This is RG speaking: She did great!! Beautiful
writer to!! ^_^
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"Dom, this s' not really a good idea," Billy was fidgeting as he watched Dominic
climb into the smaller and less sturdy branches of the tree, "Just let the damn thing go!"
"Little bugger's not gettin' away that easy." Dom stated matter-of-factly, loosing his balance a bit and grabbing hold of the branch above him to steady himself. Billy
instinctively twitched and moved forward, anticipating the fall. As Dom pulled himself onto the next branch. Billy gulped audibly and prepared himself to catch Dominic, as his falling was inevitable.
Squirrel chasing. Squirrel chasing was NOT a good idea.
Billy and Dom had not known that even New Zealand, with it's exotic animals and giant insects, had squirrels. Dom, of course, had been intrigued by this foreign species of squirrel, and began a predatory hunt to capture a good picture of this "interesting specimen", as he put it.
At first it had been highly amusing; Dom trying to sneak up from behind the bushy tailed rodent, camera to his face, prepared to snap a picture. The squirrel, noticing and taking off, with Dominic not far behind, snapping pictures wildly, until the creature had managed to
climb into a tree.
When Billy had finally caught up with him, Dom was standing at the foot of the overly tall tree, starring up into its branches. Billy had given Dom a questioning look before receiving a cheeky grin as Dominic began to climb.
Now, here they are; Dominic clumsily climbing the tree, clasping the camera in his left hand, while making harsh remarks about bird shite making the branches hard to
grasp.
Billy looked up, and before he could move his best friend fell on top of him. This was definitely a Merry and Pippin scene, which was very believable. "Dom, get off me!"
"Sorry, Billeh, sorry..." Dom sat up, still straddling Billy. "Oh, don't look at me like that."
"GE'OFF!" Billy yelled again, squirming. Dom didn't move and Billy knew he was doing it just to annoy him, like he always did. It was just Dom. He sighed and put his arms under his head looking up to idiotic maniac of a friend. "Alright, Dom. What do you want? I'm not the Billy Boyd Chair. No matter what you think."
Dom just grinned and pretended to squeal. "Oh my God! I'm sitting on Billy!" He continued to scream and squeal batting his eyelashes playfully. "Maybe we can have sex!"
Billy's face turned red, and once again, he tried to get Dom off him. Down below, his body was reacting to Dom's remark and his jerks of movement. Billy groaned as Dom hit his crotch again. If the lad would just get off... wait... Billy froze. He was getting aroused by his best friend?
Not good.
Dom finally rolled off and Billy prayed as he sat up that Dom hadn't felt his hardened member through their jeans. That was not something that Billy wanted to have to explain. It just wasn't right.
Dom on the other hand just grinned. He had felt it. And did it just for that reason...he liked seeing Billy get all aroused. It was what he lived for.
"Oh! Look! Another Squirrel." Dom stood and pulled Billy up. On purpose he brushed his hand against Billy's crotch. It felt hard. Too bad he couldn't get any of it.
"Dommie, Don't do it again...you'll just fall again..." And on me, he added silently. Shifting his pants around he watched as Dom proceeded to climb once more. As Dom did Billy noticed the perfect curve of Dom's butt. He wondered what it looked like with out all the fabric hiding it.
Billy blinked and shook his, shaking the thought away with it. Mates...mates... MATES. This was definitely not going down the right track. Dom's sudden yelp brought Billy back to the real world.
"What is it Dom? Are ye okay?" Billy looked up, only to be met with a camera to the face, "Damn it Dom!"
"Sorry Bill!" Dom said with a mouth full of finger. He looked down and watched Billy massaging away the pain in his nose, "Damn thing bit me."
"Well, serves ye right." Billy looked back up, the pain in his nose now a dull throbbing, "Will ye please come back down now? Befur ye get really hurt."
"Really hurt?" Dom pulled his finger out of his mouth, waving it in protest, "I'm fuckin' bleeding."
Billy squinted, but couldn't see a thing. "Dom, I donnae think ye should be up there any more. Come down!"
Dom smiled at the concern in his best friend's voice. Besides, it's not like he was going to fall twice in a row. No. That wasn't possible. In fact, he'd tell him.
"Don't worry Bill, I'm not going to..." Dom lost his footing and began to fall. And about a foot or so from the ground, stopped abruptly. He and Billy both looked at each other in amazement then looked up into the tree. The leg of Dom's pants was caught on a branch, rather snugly at that. Dom, letting out a sigh of relief, finished his sentence, "...fall."
And then...
RIP!
Before either of them could process what had happened, Dom was on his arse.
"Um, owe." Dom said, unsure, waiting for the pain to relay from his arse to brain. It hit. "Yeah, owe, owe... that hurts!"
Dominic's eyes welled and locked tightly. His tailbone told him that this hurt like hell.
"Are you all right?" Billy asked, holding out a hand to his befuddled friend, "Smooth."
"Shut up, Billy." Dom snorted, taking the hand and rubbing his arse as Bill helped him up.
Wait a click...
Dom's face and ears flamed red as he came to the sudden realization that he had left his trousers in the tree... and on top of that, he wasn't wearing any pants! Which meant he was naked from the waist down.
"Eek!" Dom let out a girly squeak as his hands flew to cover his nether regions, "Around Billy! Turn around!"
"Dom..."
"Turn the fuck around!"
Billy did as he was told, trying hi hardest not to break into laughter, "I've seen you before."
Not like this. Dominic thought, as his hands concealed his erection, which was thankfully only at half mass. "Just get my damn trousers will ya?!"
Billy couldn't help but laugh as he walked over to the tree, "Yes, captain bare-ass. At your service sir."
"Shut it, Bill." Dom said in monotone, trying to disguise his embarrassment.
Bill grabbed hold of the nearest branch and swung himself up. He climbed until he was level with the trouser stealing-branch, then commenced to tug on the fabric until it came off with another rip.
"What in God's name are you doing to my jeans?" Dom asked, looking up in Billy's general direction
. And was greet with his jeans thrown in his face, causing him to fall on his already pained arse with a wump.
"Got 'em." Billy shouted, apparently not hearing anything that happened below. Looked down to see why Dom had not responded, but was met with something his hadn't thought about before climbing.
He was high up. Too, high up for Billy's personal standards, anyway. He clung for dear life to the current branch he was on.
Meanwhile, Dom had finished pulling his pants on, and discovering a nasty hole in the back.
"Bugger." He murmured to himself, before noticing that Bill was still up the tree.
"Pippin!" He said in Merry's voice, "Come down here."
"C-can't Merry," Pippin's shaky voice came from above.
"Why not?" Dom demanded
" 'm 'fraid o' heights." Bill's accent became thicker the more frightened he became.
Dom chewed on his bottom lip and forgot about his missing trousers. "Billy, why'd you get up there anyway???"
" 'fye r'member correctly, dumb arse, you 'ere the one 'ho wonted ye trousers back." Billy shakily called back down clinging for dear life on the large trunk.
"Oh...yeh..."
"Well ar'n ye goin' te come up and get me?" Billy asked, his green eyes wider then ever before. "Please?" He added quickly. "Merry, please, I'm scared!!"
Dom noticed that Billy was getting harder and harder to understand. That was a sure sign that Billy wasn't joking. "Alright, alright." Dom started to climb slowly, trying to figure out what he was exactly going to do once he did get up there. "Pip?"
Billy looked down and saw his saviour; he did not move and stayed where he was. He felt like a princess being saved by her gallant night...wait...what in the fuck was he thinking? Then again why was he thinking about he and Dom being together to begin with?? They had to live through this before he could think about their relationship. " 'urry, up Dommie.."
"Shh, it's ok." Dom replied climbing up and sitting beside Billy. "Merry's here."
As if in the movie or some fangirls fanfic, Billy reached up quickly and wrapped his arms around Dom's waist, shivering something fierce. "I wan' te get down."
"I know, that's why I'm going to help. Come on, nice and slow." Dom replied edging towards the trunk. He still hadn't figured out how he was going to get Billy and himself down in one piece. He wasn't one to be the most coordinated and never claimed to be.
As Billy was drug he heard a snapping of a tree branch. "Oh, SHITE!! GE' MAE OFF!!" The shout came to late and this time Billy fell, but pulled Dom with him.
Both fell to the ground below, with Dom on the bottom.
"Ooof!" Dom groaned as his back hit the hard ground. Just as he got his air back Billy crashed on top of him, shivering from fear. Painfully, Dom reached up and tried to calm Billy down. "Pip, it's ok. We're down."
Billy didn't reply and just hid his head in Dom's chest. Never again was he going up that high, never again. Not even for Dom's pants. His breathing was still coming out in laboured gasps and he could feel Dom rubbing his back.
After both he and Billy had calmed down considerably, he decided it was time to get up. As it would do them no good to stay there all day.
"You think you can get up, Bills?" Dom lifted his friend a bit.
"I donnae think I can." Billy winced as he tried to move, and decided to cling harder to Dom.
"Billy..." Dom ran his fingers though the older man's hair, "We have to get up."
"Dom, I cannae do it." Billy said into Dominic's chest.
"What... Why not?" Dom lifted Billy's chin and directed Bill's gaze to his own.
"It's me head" Billy had a pinched look on his face as he tried to look up to his forehead, "Ugh! I donnae thing I can walk."
Dom paused and looked at the Billy's forehead. How in God's name had he missed it, there was a deep gash over Bill's right eyebrow, with a substantial about of blood flowing from it. He must have hid his head on the way down.
"Shit, Billy, that's really bad." Dom examined said gash.
Billy winced, as every new movement to his head caused a new rush a pain that he could feel all through his body.
"Billy?"
"Wha?" Billy's voice was weak.
"How many fingers am I holding up" Dom held up his hand, all digits out.
"Four." Dom gave Billy a quizzical look, and Billy explained, "Ye thumb's no a finger... i's a thumb."
"Um... right." Dom looked at his hand before putting it down, and trying something new, "Does your head hurt?"
"No Dom, i's all strawberries an roses."
"Just checking..." The Brit sported a lop sided half grin, "Are you light headed?"
"A wee bit."
"Is everything spinning?"
"Aye. Fast."
"Can you stand?"
"I donnae think I can."
"Are you tired?"
"What do ye think?"
"Billy... Can you see straight?"
"Stop with the questions Dominic." Billy's weak voice edged with impatience , "I donnae s'pose ye thought about stoppin' the massive flow o' blood from me 'ead."
Billy swayed slightly and fell back on Dom, "Right, right... damn it, what am I gonna use?" He ripped off his sleeve and folded it into a makeshift bandage.
Now what was he going to do?
Billy's eyes were drifting shut; he could force them open any longer.
"Billy? Billy! Don't close your eyes," Dom shook him, "You can’t fall asleep like this."
"Ah!" Billy exclaimed as more pained rushed through his body, "For fook's sake Dom, cut it out!"
"Sorry..." Dom said coming down, "Sorry, Bill."
Billy sighed and rested his head on Dom's shoulder, looking so peaceful it hurt. And for fuck's sake, why could Dom only think of how right this felt. Damn it Dom, he scolded himself, help your mate.
So that's what he did. Much to Billy's surprise... Dominic picked him up, stumbling a bit and began to make his was in the general direction of the car. Oh, and what a sight it would have been to see. Dominic Monaghan carrying Billy Boyd in his arms, the Scot's head on his shoulder, arms curled around his neck. Dom trying his hardest not to stumble, and ignore the feeling of cold air seeping though the slit in the back of his pants, just trying to make their way back to the car.
Billy's car.
The one that smelled of salt water and protein shakes... The one that only Billy allowed himself to drive.
This should be interesting...
TBC...
Title: Squirrel Chasing 1/?
Author: Fio & RobinGurl
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: PG-13 (language and suggestiveness it's Dom and Billy, c'mon guys!)
Warning: RobinGurl was working with a first timer here *points to self* So you'll have to
forgive her if it's bad... It's compleatly *my* fault. So yeah, you've been warned. Disclaimer: We all know that Billy and Dom were meant for each other and are
Completely and hopelessly in love… they just don't know it yet. So until they figure out
what we so plainly see… it's all fake. LIES, all of it. *pokes the guys and looks at her
watch* Ya know you could hurry up a bit tho! ^_^
Feedback: We'll love you forever, we'll like you for always, just give us some feedback
and happy we'll be. *nod nod* Yessh *hands out more of those plushies* *both girls
cheer* PLEASE GIVE US FEED BACK!! *both beg and give Pippin eyes*
Summary: Dom. Squirrels. Trees. Need I say more. *sniggers and snorts*
Author's Note: This is Miss. Fio's first slash, partner writing, and post in an lj
community... bare with us. *hugs Fio* This is RG speaking: She did great!! Beautiful
writer to!! ^_^
~~~~~~
"Dom, this s' not really a good idea," Billy was fidgeting as he watched Dominic
climb into the smaller and less sturdy branches of the tree, "Just let the damn thing go!"
"Little bugger's not gettin' away that easy." Dom stated matter-of-factly, loosing his balance a bit and grabbing hold of the branch above him to steady himself. Billy
instinctively twitched and moved forward, anticipating the fall. As Dom pulled himself onto the next branch. Billy gulped audibly and prepared himself to catch Dominic, as his falling was inevitable.
Squirrel chasing. Squirrel chasing was NOT a good idea.
Billy and Dom had not known that even New Zealand, with it's exotic animals and giant insects, had squirrels. Dom, of course, had been intrigued by this foreign species of squirrel, and began a predatory hunt to capture a good picture of this "interesting specimen", as he put it.
At first it had been highly amusing; Dom trying to sneak up from behind the bushy tailed rodent, camera to his face, prepared to snap a picture. The squirrel, noticing and taking off, with Dominic not far behind, snapping pictures wildly, until the creature had managed to
climb into a tree.
When Billy had finally caught up with him, Dom was standing at the foot of the overly tall tree, starring up into its branches. Billy had given Dom a questioning look before receiving a cheeky grin as Dominic began to climb.
Now, here they are; Dominic clumsily climbing the tree, clasping the camera in his left hand, while making harsh remarks about bird shite making the branches hard to
grasp.
Billy looked up, and before he could move his best friend fell on top of him. This was definitely a Merry and Pippin scene, which was very believable. "Dom, get off me!"
"Sorry, Billeh, sorry..." Dom sat up, still straddling Billy. "Oh, don't look at me like that."
"GE'OFF!" Billy yelled again, squirming. Dom didn't move and Billy knew he was doing it just to annoy him, like he always did. It was just Dom. He sighed and put his arms under his head looking up to idiotic maniac of a friend. "Alright, Dom. What do you want? I'm not the Billy Boyd Chair. No matter what you think."
Dom just grinned and pretended to squeal. "Oh my God! I'm sitting on Billy!" He continued to scream and squeal batting his eyelashes playfully. "Maybe we can have sex!"
Billy's face turned red, and once again, he tried to get Dom off him. Down below, his body was reacting to Dom's remark and his jerks of movement. Billy groaned as Dom hit his crotch again. If the lad would just get off... wait... Billy froze. He was getting aroused by his best friend?
Not good.
Dom finally rolled off and Billy prayed as he sat up that Dom hadn't felt his hardened member through their jeans. That was not something that Billy wanted to have to explain. It just wasn't right.
Dom on the other hand just grinned. He had felt it. And did it just for that reason...he liked seeing Billy get all aroused. It was what he lived for.
"Oh! Look! Another Squirrel." Dom stood and pulled Billy up. On purpose he brushed his hand against Billy's crotch. It felt hard. Too bad he couldn't get any of it.
"Dommie, Don't do it again...you'll just fall again..." And on me, he added silently. Shifting his pants around he watched as Dom proceeded to climb once more. As Dom did Billy noticed the perfect curve of Dom's butt. He wondered what it looked like with out all the fabric hiding it.
Billy blinked and shook his, shaking the thought away with it. Mates...mates... MATES. This was definitely not going down the right track. Dom's sudden yelp brought Billy back to the real world.
"What is it Dom? Are ye okay?" Billy looked up, only to be met with a camera to the face, "Damn it Dom!"
"Sorry Bill!" Dom said with a mouth full of finger. He looked down and watched Billy massaging away the pain in his nose, "Damn thing bit me."
"Well, serves ye right." Billy looked back up, the pain in his nose now a dull throbbing, "Will ye please come back down now? Befur ye get really hurt."
"Really hurt?" Dom pulled his finger out of his mouth, waving it in protest, "I'm fuckin' bleeding."
Billy squinted, but couldn't see a thing. "Dom, I donnae think ye should be up there any more. Come down!"
Dom smiled at the concern in his best friend's voice. Besides, it's not like he was going to fall twice in a row. No. That wasn't possible. In fact, he'd tell him.
"Don't worry Bill, I'm not going to..." Dom lost his footing and began to fall. And about a foot or so from the ground, stopped abruptly. He and Billy both looked at each other in amazement then looked up into the tree. The leg of Dom's pants was caught on a branch, rather snugly at that. Dom, letting out a sigh of relief, finished his sentence, "...fall."
And then...
RIP!
Before either of them could process what had happened, Dom was on his arse.
"Um, owe." Dom said, unsure, waiting for the pain to relay from his arse to brain. It hit. "Yeah, owe, owe... that hurts!"
Dominic's eyes welled and locked tightly. His tailbone told him that this hurt like hell.
"Are you all right?" Billy asked, holding out a hand to his befuddled friend, "Smooth."
"Shut up, Billy." Dom snorted, taking the hand and rubbing his arse as Bill helped him up.
Wait a click...
Dom's face and ears flamed red as he came to the sudden realization that he had left his trousers in the tree... and on top of that, he wasn't wearing any pants! Which meant he was naked from the waist down.
"Eek!" Dom let out a girly squeak as his hands flew to cover his nether regions, "Around Billy! Turn around!"
"Dom..."
"Turn the fuck around!"
Billy did as he was told, trying hi hardest not to break into laughter, "I've seen you before."
Not like this. Dominic thought, as his hands concealed his erection, which was thankfully only at half mass. "Just get my damn trousers will ya?!"
Billy couldn't help but laugh as he walked over to the tree, "Yes, captain bare-ass. At your service sir."
"Shut it, Bill." Dom said in monotone, trying to disguise his embarrassment.
Bill grabbed hold of the nearest branch and swung himself up. He climbed until he was level with the trouser stealing-branch, then commenced to tug on the fabric until it came off with another rip.
"What in God's name are you doing to my jeans?" Dom asked, looking up in Billy's general direction
. And was greet with his jeans thrown in his face, causing him to fall on his already pained arse with a wump.
"Got 'em." Billy shouted, apparently not hearing anything that happened below. Looked down to see why Dom had not responded, but was met with something his hadn't thought about before climbing.
He was high up. Too, high up for Billy's personal standards, anyway. He clung for dear life to the current branch he was on.
Meanwhile, Dom had finished pulling his pants on, and discovering a nasty hole in the back.
"Bugger." He murmured to himself, before noticing that Bill was still up the tree.
"Pippin!" He said in Merry's voice, "Come down here."
"C-can't Merry," Pippin's shaky voice came from above.
"Why not?" Dom demanded
" 'm 'fraid o' heights." Bill's accent became thicker the more frightened he became.
Dom chewed on his bottom lip and forgot about his missing trousers. "Billy, why'd you get up there anyway???"
" 'fye r'member correctly, dumb arse, you 'ere the one 'ho wonted ye trousers back." Billy shakily called back down clinging for dear life on the large trunk.
"Oh...yeh..."
"Well ar'n ye goin' te come up and get me?" Billy asked, his green eyes wider then ever before. "Please?" He added quickly. "Merry, please, I'm scared!!"
Dom noticed that Billy was getting harder and harder to understand. That was a sure sign that Billy wasn't joking. "Alright, alright." Dom started to climb slowly, trying to figure out what he was exactly going to do once he did get up there. "Pip?"
Billy looked down and saw his saviour; he did not move and stayed where he was. He felt like a princess being saved by her gallant night...wait...what in the fuck was he thinking? Then again why was he thinking about he and Dom being together to begin with?? They had to live through this before he could think about their relationship. " 'urry, up Dommie.."
"Shh, it's ok." Dom replied climbing up and sitting beside Billy. "Merry's here."
As if in the movie or some fangirls fanfic, Billy reached up quickly and wrapped his arms around Dom's waist, shivering something fierce. "I wan' te get down."
"I know, that's why I'm going to help. Come on, nice and slow." Dom replied edging towards the trunk. He still hadn't figured out how he was going to get Billy and himself down in one piece. He wasn't one to be the most coordinated and never claimed to be.
As Billy was drug he heard a snapping of a tree branch. "Oh, SHITE!! GE' MAE OFF!!" The shout came to late and this time Billy fell, but pulled Dom with him.
Both fell to the ground below, with Dom on the bottom.
"Ooof!" Dom groaned as his back hit the hard ground. Just as he got his air back Billy crashed on top of him, shivering from fear. Painfully, Dom reached up and tried to calm Billy down. "Pip, it's ok. We're down."
Billy didn't reply and just hid his head in Dom's chest. Never again was he going up that high, never again. Not even for Dom's pants. His breathing was still coming out in laboured gasps and he could feel Dom rubbing his back.
After both he and Billy had calmed down considerably, he decided it was time to get up. As it would do them no good to stay there all day.
"You think you can get up, Bills?" Dom lifted his friend a bit.
"I donnae think I can." Billy winced as he tried to move, and decided to cling harder to Dom.
"Billy..." Dom ran his fingers though the older man's hair, "We have to get up."
"Dom, I cannae do it." Billy said into Dominic's chest.
"What... Why not?" Dom lifted Billy's chin and directed Bill's gaze to his own.
"It's me head" Billy had a pinched look on his face as he tried to look up to his forehead, "Ugh! I donnae thing I can walk."
Dom paused and looked at the Billy's forehead. How in God's name had he missed it, there was a deep gash over Bill's right eyebrow, with a substantial about of blood flowing from it. He must have hid his head on the way down.
"Shit, Billy, that's really bad." Dom examined said gash.
Billy winced, as every new movement to his head caused a new rush a pain that he could feel all through his body.
"Billy?"
"Wha?" Billy's voice was weak.
"How many fingers am I holding up" Dom held up his hand, all digits out.
"Four." Dom gave Billy a quizzical look, and Billy explained, "Ye thumb's no a finger... i's a thumb."
"Um... right." Dom looked at his hand before putting it down, and trying something new, "Does your head hurt?"
"No Dom, i's all strawberries an roses."
"Just checking..." The Brit sported a lop sided half grin, "Are you light headed?"
"A wee bit."
"Is everything spinning?"
"Aye. Fast."
"Can you stand?"
"I donnae think I can."
"Are you tired?"
"What do ye think?"
"Billy... Can you see straight?"
"Stop with the questions Dominic." Billy's weak voice edged with impatience , "I donnae s'pose ye thought about stoppin' the massive flow o' blood from me 'ead."
Billy swayed slightly and fell back on Dom, "Right, right... damn it, what am I gonna use?" He ripped off his sleeve and folded it into a makeshift bandage.
Now what was he going to do?
Billy's eyes were drifting shut; he could force them open any longer.
"Billy? Billy! Don't close your eyes," Dom shook him, "You can’t fall asleep like this."
"Ah!" Billy exclaimed as more pained rushed through his body, "For fook's sake Dom, cut it out!"
"Sorry..." Dom said coming down, "Sorry, Bill."
Billy sighed and rested his head on Dom's shoulder, looking so peaceful it hurt. And for fuck's sake, why could Dom only think of how right this felt. Damn it Dom, he scolded himself, help your mate.
So that's what he did. Much to Billy's surprise... Dominic picked him up, stumbling a bit and began to make his was in the general direction of the car. Oh, and what a sight it would have been to see. Dominic Monaghan carrying Billy Boyd in his arms, the Scot's head on his shoulder, arms curled around his neck. Dom trying his hardest not to stumble, and ignore the feeling of cold air seeping though the slit in the back of his pants, just trying to make their way back to the car.
Billy's car.
The one that smelled of salt water and protein shakes... The one that only Billy allowed himself to drive.
This should be interesting...
TBC...
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and for your first time, man this was sooooo awesome! i looooved it! =) MORE PLEASE! hehe
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Glad you liked it!! We're working on Part 2 right now!!
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Good job with Billy's accent, especially making it thicker as it wore on.
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I must also say... I LOVE YOUR ICON! *hugs icon* he he. Too great!
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