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pippinspennyfic.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jan. 21st, 2005 01:08 am)Title: Hawaii and Pasadena Holiday, 2005
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: R
Pairing: Monaboyd
Disclaimer: Fiction! No beta, did this in about 20 minutes, and I am tired, sorry if it sucks
Summary: Billy’s Hawaiian holiday takes him to Pasadena as well. Billy was sore. Dom, happily, was sore too.
Billy was sore. Dom, happily, was sore too. They had spent nearly every spare moment in bed. It had been far too long before… before Christmas. Billy was supposed to be spending Christmas in Scotland, with Maggie and Ali. Then suddenly, Billy was at his door, alone, with a bottle of champagne and looking like he must have drank a second bottle before he arrived. However, a drunken Billy was a fun, horny Billy, so Dom did not question him, until the morning. It was a blur of clothes being ripped off, kissing, grabbing, probing, and begging, sobbing and screaming. It had been so long. Billy would not say much afterwards, just that Christmas in Hawaii sounded “grrreat.” Rolling his R’s so divinely.
Little, by little, bits of information slipped out. Ali was in England with friends. Maggie asked about Dom so much that Billy joked that maybe she fancied him. And Billy was itching to travel anyway. Next thing he knew, he was on a flight to Oahu. They were supposed to come over for New Years Eve, why not make it a wee longer holiday? Dom did not ask Billy why he never called Ali.
Now they were in bed, Dom’s bed. The big doors to Dom’s bedroom were wide opened, letting in the warm, salty sea breeze. It reminded them of New Zealand. Happy, drunk and fumbling with clumsy new sex. Laughing, playing music, watching videos, eating, drinking, and smoking. What more could two hobbits need or want? They had each other. Yes, they had each other as often as they could.
Sharing a hotel room in Pasadena, no one asked them why when easily they could afford their own. No one asked them why they spent so much time alone in their room. No one questioned why they always hugged and sat so close to each other, the reason they always needed to be touching was never asked.
Dom loved waking to Billy, seeing him lying on his belly. Head turned to one side, his bow lips opens slightly. The little purring noises he made while he slept. Dom would snuggle into him, wrap a leg and arm around his warm body, nuzzle into his neck and inhale his scent. Dom wanted to breathe only Billy air; he did not need plain oxygen, not when he had Billy air.
It was funny, after all these years, they still could not keep their hands off each other. At least not for long! They were known for disappearing at parties, pubs, even conventions. ORC was no different. They giggled as they ran off stage together, both hard, excited, and anticipating. They loved hearing the screaming of the fangirls, screaming for them to kiss as they hugged, Nessie to Weasel. Keep them guessing, wondering and wanting more. It was an aphrodisiac to them. If only they could see them in about 15 minutes. However, that was their time. And they did not like sharing.
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: R
Pairing: Monaboyd
Disclaimer: Fiction! No beta, did this in about 20 minutes, and I am tired, sorry if it sucks
Summary: Billy’s Hawaiian holiday takes him to Pasadena as well. Billy was sore. Dom, happily, was sore too.
Billy was sore. Dom, happily, was sore too. They had spent nearly every spare moment in bed. It had been far too long before… before Christmas. Billy was supposed to be spending Christmas in Scotland, with Maggie and Ali. Then suddenly, Billy was at his door, alone, with a bottle of champagne and looking like he must have drank a second bottle before he arrived. However, a drunken Billy was a fun, horny Billy, so Dom did not question him, until the morning. It was a blur of clothes being ripped off, kissing, grabbing, probing, and begging, sobbing and screaming. It had been so long. Billy would not say much afterwards, just that Christmas in Hawaii sounded “grrreat.” Rolling his R’s so divinely.
Little, by little, bits of information slipped out. Ali was in England with friends. Maggie asked about Dom so much that Billy joked that maybe she fancied him. And Billy was itching to travel anyway. Next thing he knew, he was on a flight to Oahu. They were supposed to come over for New Years Eve, why not make it a wee longer holiday? Dom did not ask Billy why he never called Ali.
Now they were in bed, Dom’s bed. The big doors to Dom’s bedroom were wide opened, letting in the warm, salty sea breeze. It reminded them of New Zealand. Happy, drunk and fumbling with clumsy new sex. Laughing, playing music, watching videos, eating, drinking, and smoking. What more could two hobbits need or want? They had each other. Yes, they had each other as often as they could.
Sharing a hotel room in Pasadena, no one asked them why when easily they could afford their own. No one asked them why they spent so much time alone in their room. No one questioned why they always hugged and sat so close to each other, the reason they always needed to be touching was never asked.
Dom loved waking to Billy, seeing him lying on his belly. Head turned to one side, his bow lips opens slightly. The little purring noises he made while he slept. Dom would snuggle into him, wrap a leg and arm around his warm body, nuzzle into his neck and inhale his scent. Dom wanted to breathe only Billy air; he did not need plain oxygen, not when he had Billy air.
It was funny, after all these years, they still could not keep their hands off each other. At least not for long! They were known for disappearing at parties, pubs, even conventions. ORC was no different. They giggled as they ran off stage together, both hard, excited, and anticipating. They loved hearing the screaming of the fangirls, screaming for them to kiss as they hugged, Nessie to Weasel. Keep them guessing, wondering and wanting more. It was an aphrodisiac to them. If only they could see them in about 15 minutes. However, that was their time. And they did not like sharing.
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I forget where I've experienced this wonderful feeling! Maybe I dreamed it up. I could be hallucinating. o_O Because I have honestly not cuddled with a guy before, wtf?!