Challenge Idea: Dom as a high school quarterback, and Billy as a high school cheerleader, OHYEAH!!!! Or something high school related.

;D

Can be any ratings. I would start my own, but I am currently struggling with another story that I will probably post...*taps chin*...never sometime. Anyways, here be a little drabble:


Just Friends

I gaze at him for a long time, until I realize it's unlike me to stare. Unfortunately, his catches my sudden squinch of my eyes, and stops mid-sentence. My stomach flutters for just a moment.

*~*~*~*~*~*

A wink and a nod tells me something's up, but I can't guess for the life of me. What is he up to now? And then he disappears into the mingling crowd. A slight tingle goes down my back, and I shiver, looking at the spot where he used to be. But we're just friends. Really.

*~*~*~*~*~*

It's been half an hour since I've seen him. The bastard. I wonder what he's doing. On second thought, I don't wanna know...

I'm sitting at the bar now, drinking myself into a nice acoma, when I feel a sly shadow approaching my back. Small, warm hands cover my eyes. Mysterious.

"Guess who..." He breathes into my ear.

"Hello, stranger." I turn on the bar stool and smile at his adorable face, trying to hide my growing erection. We're just friends...

"Hiya."

"What were you doing?" I hand him my drink, but he kindly refuses.

"–mmm?" He brushes a stray bang from my face, and I am distracted by his lips....

"..."

"What, love?"

"..." We're just friends.

"Dom? Dommie? Heeeeello in there...." He wraps his knuckles softly on my forehead and giggles. I grab his collar, my face mere inches from his.

"Home, Boyd. Now." I breathe hotly into his ear. I let go to see his reaction, his eyes wild in the dark light. And suddenly he's pulling me through the masses of people and out the door. And just like that, we're more than friends.

It just clicks.

~~~~End~~~~

From: [identity profile] broken-rook.livejournal.com


Dom has the hots for the new male cheerleader? ;) Niice. Someone should write this!

From: [identity profile] chimerablack.livejournal.com


Good idea, but I'd probably make Dom the cheerleader. I hope this bunny won't eat at my brain.

From: [identity profile] sparkythehamstr.livejournal.com


You are evil. Pure evil. And if a crack!fic comes out of this, you are to blame.

From: [identity profile] illblancesgrl.livejournal.com


oooo cant wait to read the challenge fics. i loved this one.

From: [identity profile] dizzydame.livejournal.com


This won't qualify as a challenge fic, but I've adored this idea for ages, so here's a couple that I already had written! Basically just high school Billy and Dom.

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"Hey, baby."

"Don't call me baby," Dom yawned. "Shit. I missed first period, didn't I?"

"Yep."

"Fuck."

"Yep. It's all right, I got your notes from Orli."

Dom sighed, relieved. "Thanks."

"If you want to stay home, I'll skip third and we can have a quickie." Billy laughed, though he wasn't entirely kidding.

"I'll make lunch." Dom leaned across the pillows, staring at the clock. "See what happens when you don't stay the night? No one wakes me up on time."

Billy smiled. "Have to go, baby."

"'m not your baby."

"Love you." Billy was still smiling.

"Love you, too."

From: [identity profile] dizzydame.livejournal.com

and another :)


"Billlllllyyyyyy.... I can't DO this," Dom said, throwing his pencil across the room. Billy was up immediately, stretching for a second, and then settling onto the floor beside Dom.

"What is it? The algebra again?"

"No," Dom said, pouting and laying his head on Billy's shoulder. "An essay for comp. You know I can't write for shit, Billy. Help me?"

Billy laughed. "No," He said, kissing Dom on the nose. "Because I know by help, you mean write it for you, and I won't do that."

He stood back up, and slid back into the large recliner that Dom kept in his room, just for Billy. "Can I take a break, then?"

"No." Billy touched the back of Dom's neck with his bare foot, wiggling his cold toes and making Dom toss his head back and scrunch his neck up.

"Fucker," He growled, turning to bite at the toes - a bite that turned into long, slow lick up the top of Billy's foot, to his ankle. He heard Billy's slow gasp, and swirled his tongue around knob of bone. "Still no break?" He said, changing tactics. His voice went soft and seductive.

"... no." Billy said, and pulled his foot away, tucking it beneath him. "Finish your paper."

"Fuck, Billy... it's been two weeks. TWO WEEKS. You can't expect me to keep going like this. I'm gonna fucking explode." He said, making big hand motions. Billy snickered.

"I think you'll love, Dommie. Exams will be over tomorrow - then we'll have all of winter break to do whatever naughty things you can think of."

But Dom wouldn't be deterred. He pushed his notebook away and turned around, crawling closer to the chair. He rested his chin on Billy's knee, and looked up at him. "I love you, Billy..."

Billy smiled a little. "I love you, too, Dominic. But you still have to finish the paper."

Dom bared his teeth and growled a little, a sound that went straight to Billy's cock. He sank his teeth into Billy's knee, getting a mouthful of denim but satisfied by the knowledge that there was flesh underneath. "You know you wanna. We haven't gone two weeks without fucking since the ninth grade. When we realized that cocks were for more than wanking." Dom grinned fondly. "That was a good time, wasn't it, Bill?"

"Yeah..." Billy indulged him for about two seconds. "And if we don't finish these exams, we may just find ourselves reliving them. You've to finish that paper, so we can walk down at least one aisle together."

Dom leaned in a little bit, and fit himself between Billy's legs. "Please.... Just one little blowjob? Just let me get you off. I just wanna taste you. I'll go wank after - you don't have to do anything. You can keep reading your bloody book through it, if you want. Just let me..." He stared longingly at Billy's crotch.

Billy laughed, and shoved him back. "Dom. Get to your work, before I cut you off until graduation."

Dom sighed, and turned back around. "Fine. But you are SO fucking helping me with the algebra I've got to do next."

From: [identity profile] dizzydame.livejournal.com

And... one more... *grin*


"We can't-" Billy groans, trying to slide his wrist away from Dom's tugging fingers. "We'll get caught, it won't-"

"Billy!" Dom scolds softly. "Shut your gob, you stupid wanker. We won't get caught. There's an assembly in five minutes, everyone in the whole bloody school will be there."

"They're going to realise that we're gone-"

"No, they won't." Dom remains calm, letting out a satisfied grunt when the lock clicks open and the door swings free. He tucks the hair pin back into his pocket, a pin freshly picked from Olivia's chestnut bun. "No one takes attendance at those things."

"Still..." Billy follows Dom in the room, despite the protests running through his mind.

"None of that, now," Dom locks the door and shuts the blinds on the window. The classroom is dark, and he is smiling. "I'm leaving tomorrow for a whole week away, and I won't get to see you..." He leans down and presses his lips softly to Billy's. "Or kiss you," One hand curves around Billy's bum, tip of his pointer finger rubbing against the crease between arse and thigh. "Or touch you."

He kisses Billy again, but with less sentimentality and more intent. "Or shag you..." He whispers, turning them and guiding Billy toward the front of the room.

Billy's walking backward, but he still knows where he's going. His hands make ineffectual little shoves at Dom's chest, but every time Dom kisses him, he forgets what he was doing. "We can't- not on the- its the- Dom!" He grinds out, between snogs. "Teacher's... desk...."

"Why, Bills," Dom grins. "What a wonderful idea - why yes, I'd love for you to shag me on the teacher's desk."

Billy's eyes grow wide. "We CAN'T."

"I think we can, Billy... if we try really hard." Dom makes his voice go all soft and innocent, and if Billy wasn't hard before (which he was), he's certainly hard now.


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That one might actually, at some point, have some added do it. And I suppose I should have logged in to my fic account ([livejournal.com profile] lavitanuova) to post these, but alas, I am lazy!

From: [identity profile] chimerablack.livejournal.com


And yes, Dom does seem to be the one to be the cheerleader, since he's reeeeeal flexible, if ya know what I mean.

Yes, I do know what you mean. And my thoughts exactly. Yoga does a body good. ;)

From: [identity profile] barefootatkheb.livejournal.com

Re: And... one more... *grin*


totally loving your drabbles, highschool/uni/collage Dom and Billy is the best :))

From: [identity profile] springy5000.livejournal.com


"I think we can, Billy... if we try really hard."

Ahahaha. That was fun. *loves* Those were all wondermous.

From: [identity profile] springy5000.livejournal.com


And to you Tracie, I will try to write something about this AFTER I finish your other blasted prompt. You're driving me crazy with these! *runs away to write more*

From: [identity profile] foot-tapper.livejournal.com


Yes. You most certainly have!

Will you marry me? Or at least write more;D

From: [identity profile] foot-tapper.livejournal.com


When I think about it, you're the first one I've asked!

*Jumps up and down*

And you said yes. I couldn't be more happy:D

By the way, I friended you. Since we're getting married and all;p
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