Fic: Five Times (NC-17)
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Title: Five Times
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moit
Summary: Five different times in the evolution of Billy and Dom's relationship.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Monaboyd
Genre: Drama, angst, smut, comedy, fluff
Warnings: Yaoi/Slash,
Word Count: 1725
Five is the number of times Billy and Dom hung out before their first kiss. The day they met was the day Dom got to New Zealand from France. He met everyone at Pete's house, but as soon as Dom hugged Billy, the rest was history. They both knew the other was to play Merry or Pippin, and the bond between them grew instantly. From that moment on, the two of them were virtually inseparable, both on- and off-set.
Their first fortnight in New Zealand were long: script readings, rehearsals, and costume fittings filled their days. They barely had time to get home to their New Line-rented houses to sleep before they had to be up again.
Finally, they earned a day off.
Dom, being Dom, was awake at 4:30 a.m. because he couldn't sleep. So, in his pajamas, he drove over to Billy's house.
After ringing the doorbell for five minutes straight, Billy finally answered. "Dom? Did something happen?"
"Budge over," Dom said, pushing past Billy into the house. He was still wearing a pair of pajama bottoms and the long-sleeve tee shirt he slept in. He kicked his flip-flops off and made his way to Billy's bedroom uninvited.
"Dom!" Billy followed, wearing only boxers and a tee shirt. He found Dom burrowing under the warm blankets on his bed. "Dom, you are not sleeping in my bed!"
"Just shut up and get in. I promise not to spoon you in my sleep."
Too tired to argue, Billy crawled in bed next to Dom. When he woke up, Dom was sitting in a chair next to the bed, a hot cup of coffee in his hand.
"Good morning, Sunshine."
"Dominic!" Billy moaned, rolling over and pulling the blankets over his head. "I thought you were a dream!"
Dom grinned widely, showing off his snaggleteeth. "Did you really think I'd let one day go by without seeing you?"
"Of course not," Billy huffed. He threw the covers off and got out of bed. "Did you leave me some coffee?"
"Naturally," Dom replied, skipping behind Billy to the kitchen.
*
Four is the number of times Dom tried to bed Billy before Billy gave in.
"Billy," Dom moaned, during yet another heavy petting session on Billy's couch, during which Billy refused to let Dom undo his trousers. "I'm dying here."
Billy pulled himself off the couch and held a hand out for Dom. When they got to his bedroom, Dom shed his clothes and spread himself across Billy's bed. Billy jumped out of his own clothes as quickly as he could. He managed to stamp his jeans down and off his feet.
"Come on, old man. I'm not getting any younger here," Dom said.
Billy mock-snarled and climbed onto the bed, covering Dom's body with his own.
Dom sighed, adjusting himself so that Billy's cock slid against his. "Fuck me, Billy."
Billy slid his hands up Dom's flanks. He planted a kiss in the middle of Dom's chest. "Hold that pose. I'll be right back."
Billy leaned over to rummage through the bedside table. He emerged with a tube of lubricant and a condom.
"And here I thought shagging was the farthest thing from your mind," Dom said, sitting up on his elbows.
Billy regarded him with a wry grin. "Oh, ye of little faith."
Billy took Dom's ankles and pressed them back against his chest so he was completely spread open. He slicked his his first two fingers and pressed them against Dom's hole. At the same time, he leaned down and took the head of Dom's cock into his mouth. Dom groaned, threading his fingers through Billy's hair. Billy added a second finger as he sucked Dom down as far as he could. He twisted his fingers, angling them to find Dom's prostate. When Dom started moaning and thrashing his head from side to side, Billy knew he'd found it.
Billy eased off Dom's cock until just the tip was in his mouth. He wound his tongue around the soft skin there while scraping his fingertips against Dom's prostate. Dom's fingers tightened in Billy's hair.
"Billybillybilly," Dom chanted.
But Billy didn't let off. He just kept working Dom until hot come flooded his mouth. He swallowed Dom down, working him completely. He pulled his mouth away and gently extracted his fingers from Dom's body. Billy pressed several kisses to the inside of Dom's thighs.
"Good?"
Dom hummed in reply.
Billy chuckled. He reached for the condom and rolled it onto his straining cock. "You still up for this?" he asked, running a hand over Dom's shin.
"Mmhmm." Dom cracked an eye open. "I don't know how much fun I'm going to be after that, though."
"Oh, I've got more than one trick up my sleeve," Billy said, arranging Dom's legs over his thighs so that he could work his way between them. He slicked his cock, working his hand just enough to get him ready. He leaned over Dom's body as he positioned himself. "Tell me if I'm hurting you."
Billy pushed inside slowly, watching Dom's face for any sign of discomfort. When he was completely seated, he pressed a kiss to Dom's mouth. "Tell me when."
Dom nodded, his hands roaming up and down Billy's bare back. "You can go." He linked his ankles behind Billy's back, giving him the go-ahead.
Billy pulled out and sank back in, earning a groan from Dom's mouth. They worked into a quick rhythm, Dom's hips lifting into every one of Billy's thrusts. Billy took Dom's cock in hand. It began to fill again. The sounds Dom was making were certainly evidence of a second orgasm approaching.
Billy managed to hold himself back until Dom came again, gasping and clenching around Billy's cock. Dom's spasms were ultimately what pushed Billy over the edge. He buried himself as deeply as he could, and came with a grunt. His hands were clenched so tightly around Dom's hips, he worried they'd bruise.
Billy collapsed in a sweaty pile nest to Dom to catch his breath.
"No bad, old man," Dom said, lolling his head to look at Billy.
"Old man? After that performance?"
Dom made a face. "Well, I'll need a repeat performance to confirm my suspicions."
"Get over here, you great git," Billy laughed, pulling Dom against his chest.
*
Three is the number of times Billy had to drive Dom home after he got pissed at the pub. Unfortunately for Billy, Dom tended to be a loud, exuberant drunk.
"All right, Dom. It's time to go."
Of course, Dom found it necessary to hug and kiss every single person at the table, including Astin, much to his and Billy's surprise. Billy just managed to keep his ego-incited anger in check. For one, Dom was pissed off his ass, and therefore wasn't thinking about his actions. For two, Billy wasn't out to his friends, let alone ready to publicize his relationship with Dom.
Billy was silent most of the ride home. Dom didn't seem to notice, anyway.
"Did you have to kiss him?" Billy asked finally.
"Huh?" Dom said."Kiss who?"
"Astin. Back at the pub, you kissed him. Was that really necessary?"
Dom shifted in the passenger seat under the jacket that covered him like a blanket. "I was just taking the piss, Bills, calm down."
"You were not just taking the piss!"
Dom's eyebrows knitted in confusion."What's the big deal? You . . ." Suddenly realization dawned in Dom's alcohol-bright eyes. "You want me to be your boyfriend!"
"What?" Billy glanced at Dom."No, you're pissed and delusional."
"Am not." Dom leaned over the center console to breathe hotly against Billy's cheek. "You want me to be your boyfriend, Billy, admit it."
"Dom, stop. I'm driving," Billy said, batting at Dom's cheek.
"Admit it and I'll let you drive."
"The smell of bitter on your breath is making me sick."
"Bill-y," Dom drawled.
"Fine. I admit it."
"You gotta say it."
Billy gave a long-suffering sigh. "I want you to be my boyfriend."
Dom smacked a kiss on Billy's cheek, then settled back in his seat. "Boyfriends," he said, threading the fingers of his right hand through the fingers of Billy's left.
*
Two is the number of times Billy and Dom did it on set before deciding it was too risky.
"Shh--"
"My arm--"
"Well, you need to--"
"There!"
"Is that it?"
"Yeah, that's . . . Oh, fuck, that's good."
Billy and Dom were sandwiched into a storage closet in the studio during their lunch break. They only had time for a quickie.
The sound of footsteps outside the door caused Billy to stop thrusting.
"You can't stop now," Dom whispered through gritted teeth, clutching Billy's arm.
"Hush. I thought I heard someone."
"Yeah. You heard me telling you to keep bloody moving."
"You're as bad as a bird," Billy whispered, resuming his thrusts.
"Fuck, yes," Dom breathed. He braced his arms against the wall and arched his back to meet Billy's thrusts.
Just as they reached their climax, they heard voices outside the door.
"Hey, Viggo, have you seen Billy or Dom?" Pete asked.
Billy clamped a hand firmly over Dom's mouth as he pumped his release steadily into the younger man.
"No," came Viggo's gravelly voice. "But if I do, I'll tell them you need them."
Viggo and Pete's footsteps faded away as Billy pulled out of Dom's body. They managed to sneak out of the closet unnoticed, but agreed never to try anything like that again.
*
One is the number of times it took Billy to say "I love you," and mean it.
He and Dom weren't doing anything special. They were just relaxing on the couch at Billy's house watching football. Dom's feet were in Billy's lap. One of Billy's hands rested on Dom's calf; the other was thrown over the back of the couch.
During a commercial break, Billy glanced at Dom and his heart swelled with emotion. "I love you, Dominic."
One of Dom's elegant hands cupped Billy's cheek. "I know. I love you, too." He leaned up to kiss Billy's cheek, them turned back to the game.
Billy should have know it was that simple. He settled back into the couch, smiling to himself.
Title: Five Times
Author:
moitSummary: Five different times in the evolution of Billy and Dom's relationship.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Monaboyd
Genre: Drama, angst, smut, comedy, fluff
Warnings: Yaoi/Slash,
Word Count: 1725
Five is the number of times Billy and Dom hung out before their first kiss. The day they met was the day Dom got to New Zealand from France. He met everyone at Pete's house, but as soon as Dom hugged Billy, the rest was history. They both knew the other was to play Merry or Pippin, and the bond between them grew instantly. From that moment on, the two of them were virtually inseparable, both on- and off-set.
Their first fortnight in New Zealand were long: script readings, rehearsals, and costume fittings filled their days. They barely had time to get home to their New Line-rented houses to sleep before they had to be up again.
Finally, they earned a day off.
Dom, being Dom, was awake at 4:30 a.m. because he couldn't sleep. So, in his pajamas, he drove over to Billy's house.
After ringing the doorbell for five minutes straight, Billy finally answered. "Dom? Did something happen?"
"Budge over," Dom said, pushing past Billy into the house. He was still wearing a pair of pajama bottoms and the long-sleeve tee shirt he slept in. He kicked his flip-flops off and made his way to Billy's bedroom uninvited.
"Dom!" Billy followed, wearing only boxers and a tee shirt. He found Dom burrowing under the warm blankets on his bed. "Dom, you are not sleeping in my bed!"
"Just shut up and get in. I promise not to spoon you in my sleep."
Too tired to argue, Billy crawled in bed next to Dom. When he woke up, Dom was sitting in a chair next to the bed, a hot cup of coffee in his hand.
"Good morning, Sunshine."
"Dominic!" Billy moaned, rolling over and pulling the blankets over his head. "I thought you were a dream!"
Dom grinned widely, showing off his snaggleteeth. "Did you really think I'd let one day go by without seeing you?"
"Of course not," Billy huffed. He threw the covers off and got out of bed. "Did you leave me some coffee?"
"Naturally," Dom replied, skipping behind Billy to the kitchen.
*
Four is the number of times Dom tried to bed Billy before Billy gave in.
"Billy," Dom moaned, during yet another heavy petting session on Billy's couch, during which Billy refused to let Dom undo his trousers. "I'm dying here."
Billy pulled himself off the couch and held a hand out for Dom. When they got to his bedroom, Dom shed his clothes and spread himself across Billy's bed. Billy jumped out of his own clothes as quickly as he could. He managed to stamp his jeans down and off his feet.
"Come on, old man. I'm not getting any younger here," Dom said.
Billy mock-snarled and climbed onto the bed, covering Dom's body with his own.
Dom sighed, adjusting himself so that Billy's cock slid against his. "Fuck me, Billy."
Billy slid his hands up Dom's flanks. He planted a kiss in the middle of Dom's chest. "Hold that pose. I'll be right back."
Billy leaned over to rummage through the bedside table. He emerged with a tube of lubricant and a condom.
"And here I thought shagging was the farthest thing from your mind," Dom said, sitting up on his elbows.
Billy regarded him with a wry grin. "Oh, ye of little faith."
Billy took Dom's ankles and pressed them back against his chest so he was completely spread open. He slicked his his first two fingers and pressed them against Dom's hole. At the same time, he leaned down and took the head of Dom's cock into his mouth. Dom groaned, threading his fingers through Billy's hair. Billy added a second finger as he sucked Dom down as far as he could. He twisted his fingers, angling them to find Dom's prostate. When Dom started moaning and thrashing his head from side to side, Billy knew he'd found it.
Billy eased off Dom's cock until just the tip was in his mouth. He wound his tongue around the soft skin there while scraping his fingertips against Dom's prostate. Dom's fingers tightened in Billy's hair.
"Billybillybilly," Dom chanted.
But Billy didn't let off. He just kept working Dom until hot come flooded his mouth. He swallowed Dom down, working him completely. He pulled his mouth away and gently extracted his fingers from Dom's body. Billy pressed several kisses to the inside of Dom's thighs.
"Good?"
Dom hummed in reply.
Billy chuckled. He reached for the condom and rolled it onto his straining cock. "You still up for this?" he asked, running a hand over Dom's shin.
"Mmhmm." Dom cracked an eye open. "I don't know how much fun I'm going to be after that, though."
"Oh, I've got more than one trick up my sleeve," Billy said, arranging Dom's legs over his thighs so that he could work his way between them. He slicked his cock, working his hand just enough to get him ready. He leaned over Dom's body as he positioned himself. "Tell me if I'm hurting you."
Billy pushed inside slowly, watching Dom's face for any sign of discomfort. When he was completely seated, he pressed a kiss to Dom's mouth. "Tell me when."
Dom nodded, his hands roaming up and down Billy's bare back. "You can go." He linked his ankles behind Billy's back, giving him the go-ahead.
Billy pulled out and sank back in, earning a groan from Dom's mouth. They worked into a quick rhythm, Dom's hips lifting into every one of Billy's thrusts. Billy took Dom's cock in hand. It began to fill again. The sounds Dom was making were certainly evidence of a second orgasm approaching.
Billy managed to hold himself back until Dom came again, gasping and clenching around Billy's cock. Dom's spasms were ultimately what pushed Billy over the edge. He buried himself as deeply as he could, and came with a grunt. His hands were clenched so tightly around Dom's hips, he worried they'd bruise.
Billy collapsed in a sweaty pile nest to Dom to catch his breath.
"No bad, old man," Dom said, lolling his head to look at Billy.
"Old man? After that performance?"
Dom made a face. "Well, I'll need a repeat performance to confirm my suspicions."
"Get over here, you great git," Billy laughed, pulling Dom against his chest.
*
Three is the number of times Billy had to drive Dom home after he got pissed at the pub. Unfortunately for Billy, Dom tended to be a loud, exuberant drunk.
"All right, Dom. It's time to go."
Of course, Dom found it necessary to hug and kiss every single person at the table, including Astin, much to his and Billy's surprise. Billy just managed to keep his ego-incited anger in check. For one, Dom was pissed off his ass, and therefore wasn't thinking about his actions. For two, Billy wasn't out to his friends, let alone ready to publicize his relationship with Dom.
Billy was silent most of the ride home. Dom didn't seem to notice, anyway.
"Did you have to kiss him?" Billy asked finally.
"Huh?" Dom said."Kiss who?"
"Astin. Back at the pub, you kissed him. Was that really necessary?"
Dom shifted in the passenger seat under the jacket that covered him like a blanket. "I was just taking the piss, Bills, calm down."
"You were not just taking the piss!"
Dom's eyebrows knitted in confusion."What's the big deal? You . . ." Suddenly realization dawned in Dom's alcohol-bright eyes. "You want me to be your boyfriend!"
"What?" Billy glanced at Dom."No, you're pissed and delusional."
"Am not." Dom leaned over the center console to breathe hotly against Billy's cheek. "You want me to be your boyfriend, Billy, admit it."
"Dom, stop. I'm driving," Billy said, batting at Dom's cheek.
"Admit it and I'll let you drive."
"The smell of bitter on your breath is making me sick."
"Bill-y," Dom drawled.
"Fine. I admit it."
"You gotta say it."
Billy gave a long-suffering sigh. "I want you to be my boyfriend."
Dom smacked a kiss on Billy's cheek, then settled back in his seat. "Boyfriends," he said, threading the fingers of his right hand through the fingers of Billy's left.
*
Two is the number of times Billy and Dom did it on set before deciding it was too risky.
"Shh--"
"My arm--"
"Well, you need to--"
"There!"
"Is that it?"
"Yeah, that's . . . Oh, fuck, that's good."
Billy and Dom were sandwiched into a storage closet in the studio during their lunch break. They only had time for a quickie.
The sound of footsteps outside the door caused Billy to stop thrusting.
"You can't stop now," Dom whispered through gritted teeth, clutching Billy's arm.
"Hush. I thought I heard someone."
"Yeah. You heard me telling you to keep bloody moving."
"You're as bad as a bird," Billy whispered, resuming his thrusts.
"Fuck, yes," Dom breathed. He braced his arms against the wall and arched his back to meet Billy's thrusts.
Just as they reached their climax, they heard voices outside the door.
"Hey, Viggo, have you seen Billy or Dom?" Pete asked.
Billy clamped a hand firmly over Dom's mouth as he pumped his release steadily into the younger man.
"No," came Viggo's gravelly voice. "But if I do, I'll tell them you need them."
Viggo and Pete's footsteps faded away as Billy pulled out of Dom's body. They managed to sneak out of the closet unnoticed, but agreed never to try anything like that again.
*
One is the number of times it took Billy to say "I love you," and mean it.
He and Dom weren't doing anything special. They were just relaxing on the couch at Billy's house watching football. Dom's feet were in Billy's lap. One of Billy's hands rested on Dom's calf; the other was thrown over the back of the couch.
During a commercial break, Billy glanced at Dom and his heart swelled with emotion. "I love you, Dominic."
One of Dom's elegant hands cupped Billy's cheek. "I know. I love you, too." He leaned up to kiss Billy's cheek, them turned back to the game.
Billy should have know it was that simple. He settled back into the couch, smiling to himself.
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Date: 2011-06-16 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-17 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-18 11:12 pm (UTC)During a commercial break, Billy glanced at Dom and his heart swelled with emotion. "I love you, Dominic."
I like how you put this out as casual and 'no-big-deal' and how Dom responds to it.
(One thing : Five is the number of times Billy and Dom hung out before their first kiss. Where's the kiss? :o *fakes disapproving look* It doesn't need it anyway, the progression is just fine! :)
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Date: 2011-06-19 12:37 am (UTC)I'll fix that.
Thanks for reading, dear!
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Date: 2011-06-20 10:57 am (UTC)And what a sweet ending:)
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Date: 2011-06-25 06:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-24 07:47 pm (UTC)Their LOVE STORY continues... <3
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2011-06-27 01:06 am (UTC)