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Title: Two out of three ain't bad, Part 10/?
Status: WIP
Author: His Dark Materials aka (
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sweetzattack) Pairings: Monaboyd, Billy/Ali, Dom/girl
Rating: PG-ish, I'd say...nothing toooo porny ;o)
Warning: as usual: angst ahead
Summary: When one heart loves, another one breaks...
Disclaimer: Dom and Billy live in my bedroom and are right now trying on all my skirts. Don't own skirts. The rest is history.
Feedback: Yes, please! We loves it! And thanks to all of you who already left these wonderful comments! They're highly appreciated, even if I'm waaaay behind with my replies :( *hugs and cookies*
Other parts: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
“Hey, Lucifer...” Lena’s voice broke the silence in the livingroom when her head appeared in the kitchen-doorway.
“What kind of friend are you? Billy had one hell of a long flight and he might want to rest a bit before heading off to town tonight.”
Billy jumped a little at the sound of his own name coming from the lips of that woman whose naked silhouette...no, he didn’t even wanna think about it.
To the left of him, Dom stood up and walked over to Lena, his arm finding its place around her waist.
“You’re always so caring, Fallen Angel...I knew there was even one more reason to love you.”
He quickly kissed her lips before turning back to Billy.
“She’s right, Bills...you really should try to catch some sleep with that timedifference and stuff. You’re room’s ready and if you wanna shower, you know where to find the bathroom. And I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”
Strong hands got hold of Billy’s shoulders, pushing him into the direction of the guestroom.
“We swear we’ll be quiet...should be no problem once we got rid of Doodle here.”
Elijah stuck his tongue out at Dom, then grinned at Billy who was standing in the door that led to his room.
“I wanted to leave anyway. Have a good rest, Bills...see ya tonight.”
With that, he waved to Dom and Lena and left.
“Y’know, Billy and I just talked about our photo there...he liked it.” Dom pulled Lena closer, both of them looking at the poster.
“Really, you did?” Lena flashed Billy a smile over Dom’s shoulder.
“Yeah...” Billy nodded and suddenly felt uncomfortable again. “Uhm...excuse me now, I think, I really need some sleep.”
As fast as he could without looking suspicious, he walked into the guestroom and shut the door, leaning against it for a second, eyes closed, concentrating on his breathing and trying to get that picture of naked Dom in Lena’s arms out of his mind.
It didn’t help much, for when he opened his eyes again, he spotted a small frame on the left wall of the room.
A small black and white picture showed the two of them again, Dom holding Lena in his arms, lifting her up from the ground, ready to spin her around.
She was laughing with her had thrown back and Dom...he was looking up at her with all his heart in his eyes.
With two quick steps, Billy had reached the snapshot and took it off the wall, shoving it into the back of the drawer of his nightstand before curling up into a miserable ball on the bed.
He couldn’t remember falling asleep, but when there was a soft knocking on the door, Billy was pulled out of rather dark and unpleasant dreams.
“Wha?” he mumbled, wishing the sound would just go away so he could stay locked in there forever.
“Bills, you wanna come along to the pub tonight? ‘Cause if you do, you might wanna take a shower now.”
It was Dom’s voice and – once again – it worked its magic. Billy didn’t want to get up, but he was pulled with an invisible string into the direction of the door, unlocking it and peeping out.
There was only Dom.
“Where’s Lena?” Billy knew that chances she might just have left and would never come back were less than minimal, but the words had left his mouth before he even got to think about them.
Dom just smiled.
“She’s already off to the pub. Setting up the instruments, doing the soundcheck and stuff. They like to get done with that before the first guests arrive, y’know? We’ll meet her there.”
“Oh, great.” A second later, Billy hoped this hadn’t come out half as sarcastic as it had seemed to him, but he wasn’t quite sure about that, so he decided just to change the topic.
“Well..if you say so, I’d better go and have that shower now, hm?”
Dom chuckled. “Yeah, I suppose...your towels are those on the edge of the tub, you know where to find everything else. If anything’s missing, just call me, I’ll get ready as well in the meantime.”
He winked at Billy and walked over to the bedroom, leaving the Scot with weak knees.
It had taken him what felt like half a year to get into the bathroom and another larger amount of time to undress and get into the shower, all the time trying to ignore the lotions, perfumes and shampoos that gave proof of Lena’s existence.
Of course, the more he tried to ignore them, the more he thought about them.
Once hot water had started banging on his head, Billy had come to the conclusion that one could never be sure. All that stuff could easily be Dom’s.
A bitter smile appeared on his face when Billy thought back to the day in New Zealand when he had caught Dom in the makeup-trailer where he had carefully applied some vitamine-lotion to his face.
“Jeses, Dommeh, that won’t stop ye from aging.” Billy had giggled, but Dom had just turned and smiled. “Nah, it probably won’t...but it makes me feel good. You’ll see...”
Before he had even known, Billy had been pushed down onto his chair and in the next second, Dom’s slender hands had been working soft lotion into Billy’s skin.
Later, Billy couldn’t tell what had caused him to relax more than he had in months – the skincare or Dom’s touch.
“Bills? ‘m not looking, I only need my eyeliner...”
The Scot snapped out of his memories when the bathroom door was thrown open and a swirl of black on the other side of the shower curtain indicated Dom’s way through the bathroom before quite a long session of digging-in-the-cabinet began.
“Got it – sorry for disturbing you!”
The door slammed shut again and Dom was gone.
Billy didn’t even have to look down to know what the combination of hot water, the smell of Dom’s shower gel which he had been using, the thought of his best mate wearing eyeliner and that voice which reminded him of melted chocolate had done to his body.
It wasn’t the first time he reacted like this, in fact, he had locked himself in the bathroom every time after he had talked to Dom on the phone.
Before he even knew what he was doing, his right hand had instinctivly found its way to his erection.
Tears were streming down Billy’s face again while he was fisting his cock harder and faster than necessary, a picture of Dom forming clearly behind closed lids.
Billy knew his orgasm wouldn’t bring any relief whatsoever but he was longing for it so badly – there was no way he could leave this room with a full hard-on and not feel guilty when he saw Dom.
Dom who had no idea that his best friend was jerking off to the thought of him.
Dom who was with Lena now.
Behind-closed-lids-Dom was joined by naked-livingroom-picture-Lena.
Billy’s erection vanished from one second to the next, his hand grabbing air and water instead...
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::fights off evil invading plot bunnies by rereading it all again::
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Phew...she still loves it. *giggles*
Oh, come ooooon...you always say your rereading...isn't it boring by now? lol
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::still fights off plot bunnies::
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I compared PY to "It's just started to rain"...and even though the last isn't even a pairing I like writing, it's just the better style. Better choice of words and stuff. At least I think so...
One's always improving ;)
*drowns in bunnies*
Freakin' songfics...
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*sits
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You alive again?
Cause if you are, I'd love to thank and huggle you for your comment and let you know that I'll be posting the next chapter now ;o)
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Don't cry...*hugs you*
Next chapter will be up in a few ;o)
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The Scot snapped out of his mamories??? Mamories? I'd like to see that!
Erin
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Me and my typing skills...
Dunno *where* I lost them, but I *did* loose them, that's for certain...lol
Glad you liked...I'll edit the typo now and post the next chapter right after ;o)
*huggles and gives you tons of cookies for letting me know about that one*
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