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Right There
NC-17
Billy/Dom
Dom’s fingers are tinged with blue. They stand out against the pale skin of Billy’s stomach and he lifts his head from the pillow.
“Were you painting the ocean?”
Dom presses a kiss to his hip. “The ocean. The sky. S’all blue innit?” He mumbles.
“Sometimes grey, Dommie.” He says absently, stroking fingers through Dom’s already mussed hair. “Sometimes grey.” Dom makes a pleased humming sound and Billy feels the tickling vibrations against his skin. His eyelids flutter shut when Dom’s lips trail across his thigh. “The sky can be golden too.” He says between gasps. “And the water reflects the sunlight.”
Dom’s fingers grip Billy’s hips tightly, holding them down when he begins to thrust. “What if it’s the sky reflecting the water?” Dom asks lowly.
Billy can feel the teasing smile even if he can’t see it. “Now you’re just being contrary.”
Dom laughs and strokes down Billy’s leg, lifting under his knee, hooking it over his shoulder. He moves so slowly. Billy cries out when Dom takes him in his mouth, his hands clenching fitfully against the sheets.
Somewhere amongst the explosions of pleasure he sees a picture in his mind. Fish swimming in the sky and birds flying in the ocean and he thinks maybe Dom’s been right all along.
He comes quickly, with a tensing and a rush of breath.
Dom crawls up his body lazily. There’s something in his eyes. Something blue-grey like the ocean…the sky…all they’ve been talking about.
Billy believes everything important to be there. Right there in Dom’s eyes.
NC-17
Billy/Dom
Dom’s fingers are tinged with blue. They stand out against the pale skin of Billy’s stomach and he lifts his head from the pillow.
“Were you painting the ocean?”
Dom presses a kiss to his hip. “The ocean. The sky. S’all blue innit?” He mumbles.
“Sometimes grey, Dommie.” He says absently, stroking fingers through Dom’s already mussed hair. “Sometimes grey.” Dom makes a pleased humming sound and Billy feels the tickling vibrations against his skin. His eyelids flutter shut when Dom’s lips trail across his thigh. “The sky can be golden too.” He says between gasps. “And the water reflects the sunlight.”
Dom’s fingers grip Billy’s hips tightly, holding them down when he begins to thrust. “What if it’s the sky reflecting the water?” Dom asks lowly.
Billy can feel the teasing smile even if he can’t see it. “Now you’re just being contrary.”
Dom laughs and strokes down Billy’s leg, lifting under his knee, hooking it over his shoulder. He moves so slowly. Billy cries out when Dom takes him in his mouth, his hands clenching fitfully against the sheets.
Somewhere amongst the explosions of pleasure he sees a picture in his mind. Fish swimming in the sky and birds flying in the ocean and he thinks maybe Dom’s been right all along.
He comes quickly, with a tensing and a rush of breath.
Dom crawls up his body lazily. There’s something in his eyes. Something blue-grey like the ocean…the sky…all they’ve been talking about.
Billy believes everything important to be there. Right there in Dom’s eyes.
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