Candy Coated Kisses

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Title: Candy Coated Kisses
Author: Chelle (ceartas)
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG-13 for sexual innuendo
Summary: Um. PWP, really. Mostly a dialogue ficlet, never really done one before.
Disclaimer: Sometimes I tell the truth, this is not one of those times.
Feedback: I would love you and give you ice cream sundaes with cherries and whipped cream.
A/N: Wrote this for Sarah (nickelsandcoats), because I mega quadruple heart her. And since it's her story, it wasn't beta-ed. Any mistakes are my own. Yes, Sarah...I changed the title slightly.

EDIT: As crsty1961 just pointed out to me, Billy apparently holds a grudge against the candy I used in this story. Shucks. I tried. Dang you, Boyd! ::grin:: I'd re-write it, but I'm lazy.





Billy clambered up onto the bed and snuggled his way under the covers beside Dom, nuzzling in close.

“You smell like cinnamon hearts.” Dom commented as he turned the page in his book, not looking up.

“I do?” Billy responded innocently.

“You’ve been eatin’ those damn candies again, haven’t you?”

Billy wrapped his arms around Dom’s waist and settled his head on Dom’s chest, completely ignoring all notions of personal space.

“Cinnamon is supposed to be a turn-on, Dommie.”

“Is it now?”

“Ehm…yes?”

“According to who?”

“Researchers?”

“You’re telling me there are people that spend their entire day figuring out what will give men a stiffy?”

“Yes.”

“Are they actually engaging in the experiments themselves?”

“Uhhh…I don’t know?”

“I’ll take that as a no. So you’re taking the word of men who don’t get any, on what will actually get you some?”

“Have you ever refused my advances?”

Silence.

“Then yes, I’m taking the word of men who don’t get any and I’ll be sending them a huge basket of cinnamon hearts in the morning.”