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lulla-belle1208.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Oct. 2nd, 2003 12:33 am)Title: BIKEW&BB (3/?)
Rating: R
Pairing: Dom/Lij, Unrequited Billy love for Dom
Author: me, billylovesdom@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Didn't happen. sonofabitch.
Summary: Dom's mad at Shaylee, but Shaylee's not at fault. Billy makes an ass of himself
Continued from: Part 2
Dominic arrived at Billy’s house late Sunday afternoon, looking meaner then Peter Jackson when he demanded they thaw out a river. Billy tried to find the nearest place to hide but failed before Dominic came in and flopped on the couch. Billy slunk into the living room and sat in the chair, pissed that he couldn’t out-run the younger man. Billy looked at him, and bit the bullet. “What this time?”
Dominic just growled in response and then rained a few curses upon Orlando and his lineage. Even inventing a few, peculiar phrase Billy thought he’d have to remember and look up in the future. “What did
Orlando do?”
“Failed. Miserably FAILED. I gave him one bloody simple task, and he couldn’t pull that off.”
Billy arched an eyebrow, remember that Orlando was supposed to cater to Shaylee’s needs and keep her the hell away from Elijah. “So, Shaylee called?”
“Called? Oh she did more than just called. She scared the living shit out of Orlando. Orlando thought she’d lost her marbles and of course he calls up Elijah and starts yelling about Shaylee being a crazy bint, which wasn’t far from the truth. Well that's what I gathered from the conversation, anyways.”
Billy stared at Dominic, that longing forming deep in his stomach again. Dominic was gorgeous in rage. Billy’s mind slipped from reality to fantasy, imagining what it would be like to let Dominic control him. Pin his arms up over his head, push in and out of him in slow, determined motions. Dominic’s mouth finding his jaw line and licking the sweat from jawline to temple off of him. The two of them grinding with each other, kissingbeggingpleading for more from the other. He imagined him struggling under the younger man.
“Uh, Bills?”
Billy’s eyes flew open wide and he stilled the hand that was moving in his lap. He flushed red from the tips of his ears down to his toes. Billy looked at Dominic. “I don’t want to know, Billy, I don’t want to know.”
Dominic got up and walked out, surprisingly not as pissed off as he had been when he had arrived. Billy got up and locked his front door, slamming his head against the door as he locked it. “Fucktard,” he mumbled. “Stupid, no good, bloody fucktard.”
Dominic went straight to Orlando’s and banged on the door. Shaylee opened the door in one of Orlando’s shirts and her hair was tousled like she’d had a good romp. Dominic’s mouth fell open. “What...what?”
She arched an eyebrow. “Can I help you, Dominic? Why aren’t you with Elijah?”
“Because he said he was...coming to get you and take you home, because you had one of your fits...”
She giggled and Orlando slid up behind her, locking an arm around her waist and resting his chin upon her head. “What are you doing here, Dom?”
“I don’t know. Elijah, last night ditched me, for you, Shaylee.”
Shaylee arched an eyebrow. “I didn’t call last night at all. Did I, Orli?”
Orlando smirked and whispered something in her ear and then said to Dominic, “Of course she didn’t, we were too busy...entertaining each other.”
Orlando winked and Dominic made a gagging sound, “Ew, heterosexual people having sex. Don’t make me puke man.”
Shaylee giggled and wriggled her butt back against Orlando, making him squirm. “Look,” Orlando choked out. “You need to leave. We have business.”
And with that he shut the door and locked it. Dominic scratched his head and got into his car heading over to Elijah’s. “First Elijah wigs on me,” He says to himself. “then Billy practically rubs himself off in the living room while giving me a look like he wants to eat me up with a spoon, and then turns out Shaylee had nothing to do with Elijah’s freakout. What the fuck is going on?”
He got to Elijah’s and banged on the door. He was pissed, he was angry, and he was ready to kill his boyfriend at all costs. Elijah opened the door, looking timid and meek under the glare that he received. “What in the name of holy hell Elijah.”
Rating: R
Pairing: Dom/Lij, Unrequited Billy love for Dom
Author: me, billylovesdom@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Didn't happen. sonofabitch.
Summary: Dom's mad at Shaylee, but Shaylee's not at fault. Billy makes an ass of himself
Continued from: Part 2
Dominic arrived at Billy’s house late Sunday afternoon, looking meaner then Peter Jackson when he demanded they thaw out a river. Billy tried to find the nearest place to hide but failed before Dominic came in and flopped on the couch. Billy slunk into the living room and sat in the chair, pissed that he couldn’t out-run the younger man. Billy looked at him, and bit the bullet. “What this time?”
Dominic just growled in response and then rained a few curses upon Orlando and his lineage. Even inventing a few, peculiar phrase Billy thought he’d have to remember and look up in the future. “What did
Orlando do?”
“Failed. Miserably FAILED. I gave him one bloody simple task, and he couldn’t pull that off.”
Billy arched an eyebrow, remember that Orlando was supposed to cater to Shaylee’s needs and keep her the hell away from Elijah. “So, Shaylee called?”
“Called? Oh she did more than just called. She scared the living shit out of Orlando. Orlando thought she’d lost her marbles and of course he calls up Elijah and starts yelling about Shaylee being a crazy bint, which wasn’t far from the truth. Well that's what I gathered from the conversation, anyways.”
Billy stared at Dominic, that longing forming deep in his stomach again. Dominic was gorgeous in rage. Billy’s mind slipped from reality to fantasy, imagining what it would be like to let Dominic control him. Pin his arms up over his head, push in and out of him in slow, determined motions. Dominic’s mouth finding his jaw line and licking the sweat from jawline to temple off of him. The two of them grinding with each other, kissingbeggingpleading for more from the other. He imagined him struggling under the younger man.
“Uh, Bills?”
Billy’s eyes flew open wide and he stilled the hand that was moving in his lap. He flushed red from the tips of his ears down to his toes. Billy looked at Dominic. “I don’t want to know, Billy, I don’t want to know.”
Dominic got up and walked out, surprisingly not as pissed off as he had been when he had arrived. Billy got up and locked his front door, slamming his head against the door as he locked it. “Fucktard,” he mumbled. “Stupid, no good, bloody fucktard.”
Dominic went straight to Orlando’s and banged on the door. Shaylee opened the door in one of Orlando’s shirts and her hair was tousled like she’d had a good romp. Dominic’s mouth fell open. “What...what?”
She arched an eyebrow. “Can I help you, Dominic? Why aren’t you with Elijah?”
“Because he said he was...coming to get you and take you home, because you had one of your fits...”
She giggled and Orlando slid up behind her, locking an arm around her waist and resting his chin upon her head. “What are you doing here, Dom?”
“I don’t know. Elijah, last night ditched me, for you, Shaylee.”
Shaylee arched an eyebrow. “I didn’t call last night at all. Did I, Orli?”
Orlando smirked and whispered something in her ear and then said to Dominic, “Of course she didn’t, we were too busy...entertaining each other.”
Orlando winked and Dominic made a gagging sound, “Ew, heterosexual people having sex. Don’t make me puke man.”
Shaylee giggled and wriggled her butt back against Orlando, making him squirm. “Look,” Orlando choked out. “You need to leave. We have business.”
And with that he shut the door and locked it. Dominic scratched his head and got into his car heading over to Elijah’s. “First Elijah wigs on me,” He says to himself. “then Billy practically rubs himself off in the living room while giving me a look like he wants to eat me up with a spoon, and then turns out Shaylee had nothing to do with Elijah’s freakout. What the fuck is going on?”
He got to Elijah’s and banged on the door. He was pissed, he was angry, and he was ready to kill his boyfriend at all costs. Elijah opened the door, looking timid and meek under the glare that he received. “What in the name of holy hell Elijah.”
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