monaboyd | Yours and Mine

Title: Yours and Mine
Author:

dylan_dufresne
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG-ish, I guess.
Summary: Dom’s dreaming.
Feedback: Would be appreciated, but unbeta'd so please forgive my errors.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. This is why fantasy is so popular.
A/N: Just a little something, softer and lighter.

Arm snaking out from under the covers, Dom reaches for his mobile on the nightstand with his eyes closed, not wanting to lose the lovely image in his head. By touch alone he finds the right speed dial button and then presses the phone to his ear. Two rings later, someone answers the other end of the line with a light chuckle.

“Good morning, Dommie.”

“Had the best dream, Bills,” Dom says sleepily, burrowing deeper under the covers. “Didn’t want to wake up.”

“You are an utter and complete daftie, do you know that?” Billy asks, gently teasing.

“Yeah,” Dom replies softly. “But I’m your daftie.”

“Yes, you are,” Billy says fondly. “Til death do us part so the ring on your finger promises.”

Eyes flashing open, Dom bolts upright in bed, mobile clattering to the floor as his heart leaps. It’s then that Dom remembers. The sound of the incoming tide and the warm air flowing across his bare skin doesn’t belong with Hawaii, but New Zealand. They’re in New Zealand. On their honeymoon.

Breath catching in his throat, Dom looks towards the doorway of the bedroom, his gaze finding Billy’s. Unable to contain his joy, he laughs, eyes sparkling and a wide smile gracing his lips.

Returning Dom’s smile and hanging up his mobile, Billy closes the distance between them and places a small paper sack on the nightstand before heeling off his shoes.

“Not a dream, Dommie,” he says as he stretches out on the sheets beside Dom and draws the younger man into his arms. Brushing a kiss across his lips, Billy sighs happily. “It’s real.”

Nuzzling into Billy’s neck, Dom slips a hand under Billy’s t-shirt and slides his long, slender fingers through the soft hair covering Billy’s chest.

“Why are you dressed?” he asks. “When I fell asleep you were very naked. I remember that quite clearly.”

“Thought you might be hungry,” Billy replies with a laugh. “Your tummy’s been growling for an hour, so I popped down the street to the bakery to get you something.”

Reaching over to the nightstand, Billy digs into the paper sack and produces an enormous blueberry muffin. Spreading out a napkin on his stomach and placing the muffin on it, he breaks off a piece and offers it to Dom.

Nodding and opening his mouth, Dom moans when the warm treat touches his tongue.

“You got it heated up,” he says after chewing and swallowing.

“Of course I did,” Billy replies with a smile. “I know that’s how you like it.”

Sighing softly, Dom snuggles closer, fingers finding and gently caressing one of Billy’s sensitive nipples.

“Why are you so good to me?” he asks softly.

“Because I love you,” Billy replies easily before feeding him another piece of the muffin.

They lay quietly for a few minutes, polishing off the remainder of the muffin together, occasionally exchanging a few words. There is no hurry to be anywhere. Aside from being together in their favorite place, they’ve made no plans. When the food is gone, Billy wads up the napkin and tosses it over onto the nightstand before shrugging out of his t-shirt and trousers. Naked, he slips between the sheets and wraps his arms around Dom, trailing feathery kisses along his jaw line until their lips meet. Hands sliding across Dom’s lightly stubbled cheeks and threading through his tousled blonde hair, Billy deepens the kiss, moaning softly at the tender touch.

They don’t part again until both are light headed and dizzy from lack of oxygen. Unwilling to stop entirely, Dom nibbles on Billy’s lower lip, tongue tracing the opening to his mouth. Finally settling back into the curve of Billy’s side, Dom smiles gently. A few moments later he’s threading his fingers through Billy’s, pulling their left hands to his mouth to kiss the matching platinum bands now decorating their ring fingers.

“I can’t believe I thought this was a dream,” he muses softly.

“I can’t believe JJ let you shave.”

Dom laughs. “Who said I gave him the option? I couldn’t bloody well get married looking all scruffy. I told him I was only planning on doing this once, so it had to be perfect. Had to look my best for you,” he finishes, ducking his head shyly.

“Well, I’m glad you did, but I would’ve married you no matter how you looked,” Billy replies softly, the fingers of his other hand trailing over Dom’s clean shaven cheek. “Must admit though, I’ve missed seeing your face. Missed kissing it.”

“Well then, I guess Charlie will just have to decide to shave every once in a while,” Dom decides with a decisive nod, causing Billy to laugh.

“Dommie?”

“Yeah?”

“Dommie, wake up.”

A hand is rubbing Dom’s bare shoulder gently, but insistently, rousing him from the deep sleep and lovely dream he’s been enjoying.

“Billy?” he asks, cracking open an eye and squinting at the brightness. When the world finally comes into focus, he looks around and deduces that he’s back in Hawaii. The knowledge saddens him a little as he realizes that it’s just another dream. But it’s not all bad, since Billy is here.

“You were talking in your sleep.”

Scrubbing at his eyes, Dom pushes himself up into a sitting position, dragging his hands through his tousled hair.

“What did you hear?” he asks, stifling a yawn.

Saying nothing, Billy merely smiles secretively.

“What?”

Leaning forward, Billy captures Dom’s lips in a long, deep kiss that leaves them both breathless.

“What did I say?” Dom presses, now thoroughly confused.

Finally, Billy relents and moves closer, hand cupping Dom’s cheek, thumb brushing over his lower lip. “You were talking about the muffin again.”

“It wasn’t a dream,” Dom whispers, jaw dropping.

“No, it wasn’t.”

Twisting a little, Billy reaches behind him to the safety of the end of the bed and when he turns back, he’s holding a small plate. On it is an enormous blueberry muffin, topped off by five white candles, the small flames flickering merrily. One candle to represent each year since their sunset wedding on the white sand of the private Hawaiian beach. “But you are consistent,” he adds with soft and intimate smile.

“Bills,” Dom whispers, his eyes glistening, touched beyond words by the romantic gesture.

“Happy Anniversary, Dommie.”

Crawling out from under the covers completely naked, Dom closes the distance between them, blowing out the candles before capturing Billy’s mouth in scorching kiss. The kiss grows in intensity until Billy is finally pushed down on the bed, Dom tearing frantically at his clothes so their bare skin can touch. It’s much later when the kissing ends and they’re cuddling together, sharing the muffin.

“You are an utter and complete daftie, do you know that?” Billy asks, eyes sparkling.

“Yeah,” Dom replies softly.

“But you’re my daftie,” Billy says fondly.

Dom sighs happily, fingers threading though Billy’s. “And you’re mine.”

* * *

fin

Current Mood: content

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Date: 2005-02-25 08:06 am (UTC)

From:

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags