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overloved.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 22nd, 2005 08:19 pm)perfect when we started
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I wrote this last month, posted it 'private' in my journal, and promptly forgot about it.
"we were perfect when we started," - murder of one// counting crows.
Dom ducks inside for a mere 10 minutes to return a phone call, but by the time he returns, Billy has fallen asleep in the plastic lounge chair, clearly comfortable under the grotesquely large beach umbrella. Dom stops, the icy cold bottle of water in his hand forgotten, and stares. Billy's large, slouchy swim trucks are covered in bright green flowers. The fuzzy soft hairs on his legs are bleached sunshiny blond. His feet are red from the hot sand and his toenails are still glittery blue from Dom's ministrations with the lacquer this morning.
Dom notices he can feel his own heart thudding heavily in his chest and he sinks carefully near Billy's chair, tucking his legs beneath him and propping his chin on his hand.
Billy shifts in his sleep, snuffling quiet snores through his nose. Dom realizes that he is being creepy, sitting there, unmoving and staring, but...he just can't make himself move. And he's seen Billy sleep before, often from up close, tucked warmly against Billy's body, well on his way to sleep himself. When people ask Dom about his relationship with Billy, he never really knows what to tell him. There just doesn't seem to be a big enough word for all the things Billy makes him feel.
Dom is so lost in his staring that he doesn't immediately realize that Billy has opened his eyes.
"You watching me sleep, sblomie?"
Dom blushes, feeling hot even with the warmth of the sand beneath him.
"It's cause I'm irresistible."
Dom leans in and kisses Billy, brushes his tongue briefly against Billy's lips. "must be it."
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overloved dom/billypg
268 words
I wrote this last month, posted it 'private' in my journal, and promptly forgot about it.
"we were perfect when we started," - murder of one// counting crows.
Dom ducks inside for a mere 10 minutes to return a phone call, but by the time he returns, Billy has fallen asleep in the plastic lounge chair, clearly comfortable under the grotesquely large beach umbrella. Dom stops, the icy cold bottle of water in his hand forgotten, and stares. Billy's large, slouchy swim trucks are covered in bright green flowers. The fuzzy soft hairs on his legs are bleached sunshiny blond. His feet are red from the hot sand and his toenails are still glittery blue from Dom's ministrations with the lacquer this morning.
Dom notices he can feel his own heart thudding heavily in his chest and he sinks carefully near Billy's chair, tucking his legs beneath him and propping his chin on his hand.
Billy shifts in his sleep, snuffling quiet snores through his nose. Dom realizes that he is being creepy, sitting there, unmoving and staring, but...he just can't make himself move. And he's seen Billy sleep before, often from up close, tucked warmly against Billy's body, well on his way to sleep himself. When people ask Dom about his relationship with Billy, he never really knows what to tell him. There just doesn't seem to be a big enough word for all the things Billy makes him feel.
Dom is so lost in his staring that he doesn't immediately realize that Billy has opened his eyes.
"You watching me sleep, sblomie?"
Dom blushes, feeling hot even with the warmth of the sand beneath him.
"It's cause I'm irresistible."
Dom leans in and kisses Billy, brushes his tongue briefly against Billy's lips. "must be it."
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There just doesn't seem to be a big enough word for all the things Billy makes him feel.
yeah. that's it. :)
thanks for sharing, it's a lovely little piece. cheered me up considerably.
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so cute!
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thanks, dollface.
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So veryvery cute!
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But I like to imagine that Billy can help him be still.
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billy getting dom to be still and "THE HUG" :D
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Hi! Thank you. :D
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But thank you so much for commenting now. :)