Infection-Chapter Seven

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Title: Infection-Chapter Seven
Pairing(s): BB/DM, HEAVY SB/OB
Rating: NC-17 (Sean/Orli action)
Disclaimer: Didn't happen, except in my mind
Summary: Billy's still sick, Orli and Sean 'bond'
Feedback: Would be really appreciated as I have no idea if I will continue this or not.
Content warning: This story will have death in it. None of our guys though.
Backround: Based on the movie "28 Days Later". Not really neccessary to see the movie but it couldn't hurt. You'll find out things just as the guys are if you haven't. very bloody movie, and it's a movie you either love or hate, but might be worth watching just to get an idea of what our guys are up against.

Thank you to my betas moonfairyhime and aire_blair for everything! Thank you so much!!

Previous parts:1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

Chapter Seven

Billy’s fever continued to rise over night, forcing them to stay at the small store for another day. Greg hadn’t been too happy, but it had been four voices against his one so he eventually gave in.

“I don’t like him,” Dom muttered as he ran a cold cloth over Billy’s forehead.

“He takes some getting used to. A lot of getting used to.” Alex handed Dom a water bottle and some prescription strength Motrin. “Here. This may help bring his fever down.”

Dom looked up at Alex, as if he didn’t trust the small, dark-haired man.

“I worked in a health clinic. It won’t hurt him.”

“Thanks. Sean, can you help me?” Dom called.

Sean came to Dom’s side and helped Billy up so he could swallow the water and pill. “How’s he doing?”

Dom gently lowered Billy’s head back to the inflatable pillow and adjusted the thin sheet they were using as a blanket. “Not so good, but his leg is looking better so if...when he gets over this fever, he should be able to walk with crutches, if we can get some.”

“Hopefully he gets over it soon or Greg’s gonna blow a gasket.” Alex sat on the floor beside Dom. “You guys have family on this island, don’t you?” he whispered.

Sean’s head snapped in Alex’s direction. He felt the tough, protective façade he’d put up for Orlando’s sake failing and he quickly stood up and ran towards the pharmacy.

Orlando snapped his head up as Sean swooped by him and quickly followed his protector.

“He...he has three little girls,” Dom explained as he wiped Billy’s sweating brow again.

Alex nodded. “There aren’t many people left. But they could’ve been in the evacuation. They aren’t necessarily dead.”

“Doubt that will reassure him,” Dom muttered.

Orlando found Sean slumped on the floor in the row of cough medicine. The normally tough man was curled in a ball, sobbing. “Seanie?” Orlando whispered as he knelt beside Sean and began to gently rub his back. “Seanie, what’s wrong?”

Sean wiped his eyes as he sniffled a few times and sat up. “My...my girls. I don’t...don’t know if they’re still alive or...” He wiped his eyes again as fresh tears started to fall. “I’m...I’m scared, Orli. I don’t know if we’re going to make it out of here alive, if I’ll see my girls again. I’m just so fucking scared for my girls.”

“Seanie.” Orlando wrapped his arms around Sean and let the older man sob into his shoulder. “I’m sure they’re fine, eh? They are your kids after all.”

“Orli,” Sean whispered as he lifted his head off Orlando’s shoulder. “Sweet Orli.” He ran his hand down Orlando’s face before leaning in and kissing him softly on the lips.

Orlando gripped the front of Sean’s shirt and pulled him closer, causing their chests to touch. He slid his tongue in between Sean’s lips.

Sean broke the kiss a few moments later. “My Lando,” he whispered.

Orlando half-slid into Sean’s lap, straddling his legs. He could feel Sean’s erection rubbing against his own. “Sean,” he whispered, wiping away the rest of Sean’s tears.

Sean’s hands went straight for Orlando’s shirt. He pulled at the hem and lifted it over Orlando’s head. He ran the back of his hand over the smooth surface of Orlando’s chest. “Never noticed,” he muttered. He lightly kissed Orlando’s neck and chest as the younger man began to claw at his shirt.

“You, too, Seanie,” he muttered. Orlando lifted Sean’s shirt over his head and his fingers ghosted over the light covering of chest hair, gently caressing the nipples that peeked out.

“Seanie, when...when I said I loved you, I...I meant it,” he whispered.

Sean looked into Orlando’s eyes and smiled. “So did I, Lando, so did I.” He leaned in and placed kisses all along Orlando’s neck and chest. His fingers roamed all over Orlando’s back, chest, and stomach. When he got to the waistband of Orlando’s jeans he quickly undid the buttons and zipper.

Between the two of them, they managed to strip Orlando down to his boxers. Sean could see his erection poking up against the fabric.

“Christ,” he whispered as he struggled out of his own pants. Sean pushed Orlando gently to the ground and pressed their bodies together, their boxer covered erections rubbing against one another.

Orlando pulled Sean down to him and kissed him long and hard. “Seanie, Seanie,” he mumbled between kisses. He pulled away and stared right into Sean’s green eyes. “Sean, I want you to fuck me.”

Sean nodded as he caught Orlando’s mouth in another searing kiss. He slipped his hand into Orlando’s boxers and lowered them, throwing them into the pile with the rest of their clothes. “Fuck, lube,” he muttered.

“Don’t care,” Orlando said. “Just do it. Fuck me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Lando.”

“Please, Seanie?” Orlando pleaded. “I need to feel...feel you inside me.”

Sean found himself unable to say no to the look on Orlando’s face. “Ok, love, if that’s what you want.” He slid off his own boxers and leaned over Orlando. He slipped a finger into Orlando, trying his best to prepare him. He didn’t want to hurt Orlando because of the lack of a lubricant. He soon put a second finger in and gently stretched his entrance. Orlando writhed under him, causing Sean’s cock to grow harder if that was even possible. “Fuck, Orli,” he groaned.

“Seanie, please, just...just do it.”

Sean brushed back the curly locks dotting Orlando’s forehead and nodded. He lifted Orlando’s legs over his shoulders and carefully pushed himself into Orlando. The younger man was tight around him. “Christ, Orli. God, you’re so tight.”

“Fuck me, Sean. Move in me...shit I feel you...harder Sean, make me...ah...””

Sean groaned but pushed himself deep into Orlando. As he moved into and out of the younger man, he gripped the aching cock before him and began to pump in time with his movements.

Orlando grabbed at nothing, looking for something to hold onto. He finally settled on entwining his fingers with Sean’s free hand and placed them over his head. He placed his other hand on Sean’s chest. “I love you, Sean,” he whispered.

“Love you, too,” Sean replied between strokes. He felt Orlando tighten around him as the younger man came all over his hand. He pushed a few more times before finally releasing himself into Orlando and collapsing on top of him, resting his head on Orlando’s shoulder.. “Orli,” he breathed onto Orlando’s neck before rolling off the younger man and pulling him close.

Orlando reached out for his shirt so Sean could wipe his hand off. He grabbed his boxers and slid them on.

Sean slid on his boxers as well and smiled at the man lying beside him. He reached for his pants and grabbed them by the leg, causing his wallet to fall out and spill open, revealing a picture of Sean with his girls. “Christ,” he muttered as he sat up and buried his face in his hands again. For a few moments he’d forgotten his fear about his girls’ safety, he’d forgotten what kind of hell his life had fallen into. He’d thought only of sharing himself with a beautiful man he’d managed to fall in love with over the past month. All his fear for his girls, his love for Orlando, and terror of what would happen next came crashing down on him and he he couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down his cheeks. He sniffled and struggled to keep the sobs under control. “S’not you, Lando,” he said as he ran his hand down Orlando’s cheek and rubbed the base of his neck. “Not you.”

“I know, Seanie. They’re your daughters.” Orlando put his arm around Sean and let the older man’s head fall on his shoulder. “I know they’re ok.”

Sean looked up and smiled slightly. “Thank you, Lando. Let’s sleep back here tonight. I just...I want to be alone, with you, if that’s okay. Stay with me, please?”

Orlando kissed Sean on the top of his head. “Of course I’ll stay Seanie.”

The pair spread themselves out on the floor, Orlando holding Sean to his chest. The past few days, it had been the other way around and Orlando was eager to return the favor. Sean had been keeping his fear at bay for his sake and now everything had hit him at full force. “We’ll be fine, Sean,” Orlando muttered. “We’re together.”

Dom struggled to keep himself awake as he tended to Billy. The fever had gone down some, but it was still high enough for concern. “Baby, you have to get better,” he whispered. He glanced over towards the pharmacy where faint moans had been coming from just a few moments before. “I need you with me now that Boromir and the elf are together. At least from the sounds of things they are.”

“Took ‘em...long enough,” Billy managed to rasp out in between his labored breaths. “You should...sleep, m’Dommie.”

Dom brushed back Billy’s hair. “Not with you sick, Billy.” He looked right into Billy’s eyes. Instead of their normal brightness, they were dull and unfocused, a result of the fever.

“I can sit with him,” Alex said. “You should sleep. He’ll need you in the morning.”

“I’m not leaving him,” Dom stressed.

“I understand, but you need some sleep. You’re the only one who hasn’t gotten any. I’ll wake you up if anything happens.”

Dom nodded. He still didn’t trust Alex, but if he slept right beside Billy, he’d be able to sense any changes. As soon as he had his head beside Billy’s he fell asleep.

Alex pulled the small sheet over Dom and smiled down at Billy. “He’s a worrier.”

Billy looked lovingly at Dom. “Yeah, he’s...he’s wonderful.” He turned away from Dom as a few deep coughs shook him, which didn’t seem wake Dom.

“Here, drink this.” Alex lifted Billy’s head up slightly and forced him to take a few sips of water. He placed his hand on Billy’s forehead for a moment. “It’s gone down. I think you’ll be ok.”

“Thank you, Alex. I don’t...don’t think any of us have said that yet.”

Alex chuckled. “Don’t worry. Probably seems like everything spiraled downward when Greg and I came by.”

Billy shook his head, his sweet-soaked hair bouncing on his forehead. “You save us, Alex. We’d probably be dead if...if you hadn’t come.” He coughed again and groaned.

“You should sleep, too,” Alex coaxed. He pulled the blanket up to Billy’s shoulders. “You’ll probably feel better after a good long rest.”

Billy nodded and turned his head slightly, burying it into Dom’s shoulder. The warmth of his lover’s body quickly sent Billy off to sleep.

Despite how Greg felt, Alex was glad they’d stumbled upon the four strangers. He pulled his bat up into his arms, looked down at the lovers, and smiled. He hoped that they would all get out of this alive, for all their sakes.