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Colours of Life
Title: Colours of Life
Author: Charlotte May
Email:charlottemay43@hotmail.com
Rating: R (or NC17? Opinions?)
Pairing: Dom/Billy.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. I intend no disrespect to Dominic Monaghan or Billy Boyd.
Feedback: Always welcome!
Summary: Dom is feeling a bit down. :-(
Author’s notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
lotrpschallenge #10. I don’t usually spell out the challenge, but as this one has called for an unusual format, I think just this once, it’ll be helpful to those not involved in the community.
Choose 5 of the colours listed and write five parts, each about one of the colours. You can’t just mention the colour, it needs to be a real study of what the colour could mean or stand for. The five parts all need to make up a single story in the end. Title each part with the corresponding colour.
Cross posted tomonaboyd, fellow_shippers and my lj.
Colours of Life
Grey
Dom got out of bed and walked over to the window. Opening the curtains, he looked out at the palm trees wafting in the tropical breeze. He sighed deeply, then turned and padded barefoot to the kitchen and the first cup of tea of the day. It was the weekend, he lived in a paradise, he had a wonderful job with great people, he was healthy, financially stable, had lots of cool friends… he knew he had no right to feel low.
But today, with the hot sun blazing through the window, defying him to be depressed, he just wanted rain, grey skies, Britain… and Billy.
Sipping his tea, he walked back into the living room. What could he do to cheer himself up on his day off? Go shopping? Look up some mates? No, he decided, he wanted peace and quiet after a week running away from god knows what in that jungle. After a moment or two’s thought he pulled on his shorts, picked up a towel, and headed for the beach.
Blue
The beach was deserted, as he thought it would be. Living here, he knew the places to go where he wouldn’t be disturbed. The golden sand stretched out as far as he could see in both directions and the sea lapped gently, rhythmically, already soothing his mood. The sky was a brilliant blue, forming a continuous backdrop to the scene.
He spread out his towel and sat down, staring at the sea. The insistent lap of the waves began to work its hypnotic magic. Was it true that every seventh wave was bigger? He counted. One… two… three… four… five… six… seven. Not really any different. They all washed up on the shore with the same calm inevitability.
Dom realised his mood was lifting a little. The peaceful surroundings were soothing, tranquillity was beginning to seep into his soul. He lay down on his back and closed his eyes, listening to the gentle washing of the waves, letting the heat of the sun warm him bone deep.
Yellow
“I thought I’d find you here.”
Dom opened his eyes quickly at the sound of the voice, his heart racing in his chest. A familiar silhouette leant over him, blocking out the sun. It couldn’t be. It had to be a dream. “Billy?”
“Yes, you daft bugger. And before you say it, you’re not dreaming. I am here.” Billy thought for a moment, then grinned. “If you like, I can pinch you to prove it.”
Dom jumped up and pulled Billy into a crushing hug. “God, I’ve missed you. What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you. I missed you. And when I got to your place and you weren’t in, I used my amazing powers of deduction and decided to look on the beach.”
Dom was so happy. He felt like he was full of sunshine, an incredible lightness that made him want to sing and shout and make love to this glorious man all day.
Red
“Do I get a kiss?” asked Billy mischievously.
“Oh god, yes.”
They kissed, lips and tongues exploring, reacquainting. Dom sank to his knees, pulling Billy down onto the towel with him, as he undid Billy’s shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He ran his hands over Billy’s chest and brushed a thumb over a nipple, eliciting a hiss. The sound shot straight to Dom’s groin and he shuddered with need.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Billy murmured as his hand slid under the waistband of Dom’s shorts. Dom groaned when Billy’s hand closed over his growing erection. Dom tried to undo Billy’s jeans but the Scotsman batted his hand away. “No, first let me do this for you,” he said quietly, pushing Dom’s shorts down to his knees. Dom closed his eyes and groaned when Billy took hold of him again and began to move his hand in a relentless rhythm.
Dom melted inside and let the red heat of arousal consume him.
Orange
Dom lay on his back, half on the towel, half on the warm sand. Even to him it sounded like a terrible cliché, but their lovemaking truly was better each time. It had left him sated, half asleep, glowing with contentment and bonelessly relaxed, but still aware of the man lying next to him. His lover, Billy. His Billy.
He shifted slightly and the hairs on his arm tingled where they brushed against Billy. With a huge effort, he propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at his lover. Was he asleep? His eyes were closed, his breathing even. He looked even younger than usual when he was like this, innocent, almost childlike. Dom jumped back slightly when Billy opened his eyes and smiled. “Why are you watching me?” he asked.
“Do I need a reason?”
“I love you,” said Billy sleepily, closing his eyes again.
Dom smiled and lay back down, draping his arm over Billy’s waist. “I love you too.”
Author: Charlotte May
Email:charlottemay43@hotmail.com
Rating: R (or NC17? Opinions?)
Pairing: Dom/Billy.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. I intend no disrespect to Dominic Monaghan or Billy Boyd.
Feedback: Always welcome!
Summary: Dom is feeling a bit down. :-(
Author’s notes: Written for
lotrpschallenge #10. I don’t usually spell out the challenge, but as this one has called for an unusual format, I think just this once, it’ll be helpful to those not involved in the community.Choose 5 of the colours listed and write five parts, each about one of the colours. You can’t just mention the colour, it needs to be a real study of what the colour could mean or stand for. The five parts all need to make up a single story in the end. Title each part with the corresponding colour.
Cross posted to
monaboyd, fellow_shippers and my lj.Colours of Life
Grey
Dom got out of bed and walked over to the window. Opening the curtains, he looked out at the palm trees wafting in the tropical breeze. He sighed deeply, then turned and padded barefoot to the kitchen and the first cup of tea of the day. It was the weekend, he lived in a paradise, he had a wonderful job with great people, he was healthy, financially stable, had lots of cool friends… he knew he had no right to feel low.
But today, with the hot sun blazing through the window, defying him to be depressed, he just wanted rain, grey skies, Britain… and Billy.
Sipping his tea, he walked back into the living room. What could he do to cheer himself up on his day off? Go shopping? Look up some mates? No, he decided, he wanted peace and quiet after a week running away from god knows what in that jungle. After a moment or two’s thought he pulled on his shorts, picked up a towel, and headed for the beach.
Blue
The beach was deserted, as he thought it would be. Living here, he knew the places to go where he wouldn’t be disturbed. The golden sand stretched out as far as he could see in both directions and the sea lapped gently, rhythmically, already soothing his mood. The sky was a brilliant blue, forming a continuous backdrop to the scene.
He spread out his towel and sat down, staring at the sea. The insistent lap of the waves began to work its hypnotic magic. Was it true that every seventh wave was bigger? He counted. One… two… three… four… five… six… seven. Not really any different. They all washed up on the shore with the same calm inevitability.
Dom realised his mood was lifting a little. The peaceful surroundings were soothing, tranquillity was beginning to seep into his soul. He lay down on his back and closed his eyes, listening to the gentle washing of the waves, letting the heat of the sun warm him bone deep.
Yellow
“I thought I’d find you here.”
Dom opened his eyes quickly at the sound of the voice, his heart racing in his chest. A familiar silhouette leant over him, blocking out the sun. It couldn’t be. It had to be a dream. “Billy?”
“Yes, you daft bugger. And before you say it, you’re not dreaming. I am here.” Billy thought for a moment, then grinned. “If you like, I can pinch you to prove it.”
Dom jumped up and pulled Billy into a crushing hug. “God, I’ve missed you. What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you. I missed you. And when I got to your place and you weren’t in, I used my amazing powers of deduction and decided to look on the beach.”
Dom was so happy. He felt like he was full of sunshine, an incredible lightness that made him want to sing and shout and make love to this glorious man all day.
Red
“Do I get a kiss?” asked Billy mischievously.
“Oh god, yes.”
They kissed, lips and tongues exploring, reacquainting. Dom sank to his knees, pulling Billy down onto the towel with him, as he undid Billy’s shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He ran his hands over Billy’s chest and brushed a thumb over a nipple, eliciting a hiss. The sound shot straight to Dom’s groin and he shuddered with need.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Billy murmured as his hand slid under the waistband of Dom’s shorts. Dom groaned when Billy’s hand closed over his growing erection. Dom tried to undo Billy’s jeans but the Scotsman batted his hand away. “No, first let me do this for you,” he said quietly, pushing Dom’s shorts down to his knees. Dom closed his eyes and groaned when Billy took hold of him again and began to move his hand in a relentless rhythm.
Dom melted inside and let the red heat of arousal consume him.
Orange
Dom lay on his back, half on the towel, half on the warm sand. Even to him it sounded like a terrible cliché, but their lovemaking truly was better each time. It had left him sated, half asleep, glowing with contentment and bonelessly relaxed, but still aware of the man lying next to him. His lover, Billy. His Billy.
He shifted slightly and the hairs on his arm tingled where they brushed against Billy. With a huge effort, he propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at his lover. Was he asleep? His eyes were closed, his breathing even. He looked even younger than usual when he was like this, innocent, almost childlike. Dom jumped back slightly when Billy opened his eyes and smiled. “Why are you watching me?” he asked.
“Do I need a reason?”
“I love you,” said Billy sleepily, closing his eyes again.
Dom smiled and lay back down, draping his arm over Billy’s waist. “I love you too.”
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Second, omg could you even get any better with each story? I loved this! I'm impressed how you always manage to take the challenge and make something awesome out of it, especially this one. It was quite hard. But wonderful! You did an amazing job. *applauds*
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So do I! Being 'graphically challenged' I am constantly amazed by talented folk like
Second, omg could you even get any better with each story?
Thank you, that's a very sweet thing to say. :-)
I loved this! I'm impressed how you always manage to take the challenge and make something awesome out of it, especially this one. It was quite hard.
Thank you. I always try to think of something 'different' but I found this one very difficult. It wasn't until I sat down and wrote out a list of words for each colour (a kind of word association thing, if you see what I mean) that I started to get anywhere.
But wonderful! You did an amazing job. *applauds*
Thank you again. ::bows::
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Dom melted inside and let the red heat of arousal consume him.
I loved this line. I really loved your choice of words and the way you put them together. Great job!
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Thanks very much. I really did feel like I had to work for this one - it was hard!
I loved this line. I really loved your choice of words and the way you put them together. Great job!
I quite liked that bit! Thanks for mentioning it.
And thanks again! :-)
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*hugs*
Love Tara
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Very, very awsome! :)
I particularly like the opening...
Re: Very, very awsome! :)
I finally got the chance to read this, and I'm quite glad! Very nice indeed.
I particularly like the opening...
Thank you very much! I liked the first paragraph too - it was raining when I wrote it, so I was in the right kind of 'grey' mood.