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title - "anything for a friend"
author - eri teh smut ninja
rating - hard R for swearing and naughtiness.
pairing - monaboyd
disclaimer - am stuffed with lies, believe nothing i say.
feedback - makes my world go round. :D
summary - teh boys discuss matters while watching The Empire Strikes Back.
author's note - 1332 words. first purely dialouge-fic i've written. actually went on longer than i thought it would. i just can't stop writing my boys. they're too fun. :P
x-posted to
monaboyd
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"I love this part."
"Aye. It's a great duel."
"Throwing chunks of pipe at him is a nice touch."
"Very true. Use what ye've got."
"You throw stuff at me all the time."
"Also true. Yeh deserve it, though."
"Not all the time."
"No, just when yeh need it."
"You'd play dirty like that and use the Force to throw furniture at me, wouldn't you?"
"It'd keep you from doing eht first."
"Such faith you have in me. You're such a good friend, Bill."
"Shush. Best part's coming up."
---
"Luke's a real sad bugger in this one, ain't he?"
"Not really his day, innit?"
"Nah. Father's an evil bastard. His mate's turned into a coffee table. He gets schooled by a little green bloke."
"Schooled? Git. Ye've been hanging around Elijah too much."
"Well, someone's got to keep me company."
"Ye need a girlfriend, Dom."
"Nah. They're messy. Always wanting to talk. Never want to sit down and have a beer, an' watch a good movie."
"True."
"'Sides, I don't need a girlfriend, I've got you."
"An' how lucky Ah am for it."
"Damn right, Boyd. I'm the best friend you'll ever have."
"Lord, save me."
"Anyway. So, Luke's got the real shit end of the deal, right? Then to top it all off, he gets his right arm chopped off."
"By his own father, no less."
"Well, yeah. But I mean, poor bloke can't even have a good wank anymore."
"Dom."
"What? Come on, it's all he's got left. Trapped up in space all the time, anyway. Especially with a bird like Leia."
"She's his sister, ya wanker."
"He doesn't know that."
"Ah cannae believe you."
"It's true, though. 'Sides, all those Jedi can't fall in love or nothin', so what else do you think they'd be doing?"
"I'm not talking about this anymore."
"Fine."
---
"He could use his left hand, anyway."
"You ever tried using your left hand?"
"..."
"Seriously. Doesn't feel right. Feels like your first girlfriend, or summat. Don't look at me like that. Try it sometime."
"Ah will, Dom. Just for you."
"That's my Billy."
"He's got a new arm put on, anyway."
"Yeah, but would you trust a robot hand to wank? Might malfucntion."
"Ah. Could get painful."
"Yeah. Too dangerous, I think."
"Dunnae want to trust somethin' like that to a machine."
"Exactly. And you can't use the Force to wank."
"Why not?"
"I think that's a bit weird, don't you?"
"Hum."
"That and I'm almost sure that's a Dark Side thing."
"Aye. Misusing the Force for personal gain."
"Makes you think."
“...”
“...”
"Ah'd do it."
"And you call me weird."
"You're tha one that's brought on the subject. 'Sides, you'd do it too."
"Cheers to that."
---
"But say, it happened in real life, right? Like, you lost your arm."
"How'd Ah do that, then?"
"I dunno. Freak shaving accident. Doesn't matter. You've lost your arm, Boyd."
"Bollocks for me."
"Yeah. And there's no Force, right, so how do you wank?"
"Very carefully."
"Come on."
"Well, Ah think it'd be the least of my worries, really."
'Well, eventually you'd have to deal with it."
"Dom. You're an idiot."
"Fuck off, it's a logical question. What would you do, Boyd?'
"Ah'd prob'ly get myself a girlfriend."
"Nah. You're horribly disfigured."
"Thanks, cunt."
"No, in this. You're disfigured, and even more snarky than usual, and no one wants to be around you."
"Not even you?"
"Well, I'd be there, of course. I'm a good friend."
"Sometimes."
---
"I'd wank you off."
"..."
"Shit. Sorry. Ahahah."
"Fucker! Ye made me shoot beer all over meself."
"It was worth it. Your face. Priceless."
"Fuck off, Monaghan. You just don't say things like that when a bloke is drinking."
"Why, 'cos you get all flustered?"
"Oh, shut up."
"Ooooh, you're blushing, Bills."
"Am not."
"You're so cute when you blush, Billy."
"Fuck. Off."
"Ow. Wanker."
"Actually, that's more you, apparently."
"Aw, come on. I'm just being a good friend."
"Yeh are a twisted individual, Dominic."
"Are you saying you wouldn't do that for me?"
"No. I'd tell you to fuck off."
"Well, I couldn't, see."
"Just... stop."
"Why? Are you getting flustered again?"
"Dom..."
"Are you getting all bothered thinking about it?"
"What are you.."
"Do I make you hot, Billy?
"Dom, getoff..."
"Are you thinking of how I'd touch you?"
"...get your hand off mah leg."
"You sure? You don't sound too sure.”
“Ah’m... quite sure.”
“That whimper kind of says otherwise.”
“Dom...”
“Billy.”
“Don’t...”
“What, this?”
“...stop.”
“Really?”
“...”
“Tell me to stop, Billy. I will. My mouth on your neck, my hands on you, feeling how hot you are under your shirt, it’ll all stop.”
“...Dom...”
“You want me to stop?”
“..yesss...”
“Fine.”
“...Dom..nononono come back didn’t mean...”
“Shhh. See? It’s good, isn’t it?”
“Oh, shite...”
“You want me to touch you through your jeans? Fuck, you’re hard, Billy, and hot, you feel so good.”
“..please...”
“Please what, Billy?”
“...touch meh, god, please Dom...”
“Like this?”
“Oh, fuck, fuck yes, Dom...”
“Yeah. Your cock is so hot, Billy, and so hard, you feel so good in my hand. You know how long I’ve wanted to do this? Touch you, make you moan, feel you arch into me?”
“...how long?”
“Four fucking years, Billy.”
“Jesusfuck, yes, harder...”
“Yeah, Billy, fucking yeah...”
“So good, don’ stop, please...”
“Oh god, I wanna taste you, Billy, I wanna suck your cock so hard, wanna feel you thrust against my tongue, wanna taste your come...”
“Yesyesyesyes, please, Dom, suck meh, please, want your mouth on me, please, ohhh...”
“Mmm. You taste so good, Billy. God, I wanna come, you taste so fucking good.”
“Suck meh, Dommeh, make meh come ehn yaer hot mouth, make meh fuckin’ scream...”
“God yes, shit, so fucking hot, fucking beautiful like this, Billy. I’m gonna suck you until you bloody wake the neighbors, ‘til you come so hard in my mouth, my hands all over you, fuck, Billy...”
“...ahhh... yesfuckinyes, Dom, Christ yaer fucking tongue, oh shite... oh, so good... Jesus, yes, suck meh, suck meh hard, wanna fuck yaer lips, Dom, yaer pretty fucking lips, ah God, yesss... Ah’m gonna come Dommeh Ah’m fuckin’ coming oh sweet God yaer mouth so hot so good yes Dom...”
“Oh fuck Billy too hot oh Christshitfuckyeahhh...”
“...”
“...”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.”
---
“So...”
“That was...”
“Interesting?”
“To say the least. Ah was going for ‘unexpected,’ myself.”
“Well, I had to prove myself worthy of the task.”
“Hmm.”
“And I’d say I did pretty well.”
“Yeah, Ah’d say that too, Dominic.”
“Told you I was a good friend.”
“An’ yeh may be right. But we’ll have to see.”
“About what?”
“Well. I want to see just how good ye can be.”
“I can be very, very good, Bills.”
“Show meh.”
---
congratulations. you’ve made it to the end. i hope you liked it. please comment if you did. or didn’t. whatever.
you may wonder, what the hell is this bit all about?
well. i’m currently going to begin work on a new series. and i would really love to have a beta for it, or at least a sounding board for my wild ideas. and who better to trust for such a position than those who’ve read my work already.
so. if anyone has free timeand a high pain tolerance please lemme know.
we now return you to our regularly-scheduled comment posting.
<3
author - eri teh smut ninja
rating - hard R for swearing and naughtiness.
pairing - monaboyd
disclaimer - am stuffed with lies, believe nothing i say.
feedback - makes my world go round. :D
summary - teh boys discuss matters while watching The Empire Strikes Back.
author's note - 1332 words. first purely dialouge-fic i've written. actually went on longer than i thought it would. i just can't stop writing my boys. they're too fun. :P
x-posted to
---
"I love this part."
"Aye. It's a great duel."
"Throwing chunks of pipe at him is a nice touch."
"Very true. Use what ye've got."
"You throw stuff at me all the time."
"Also true. Yeh deserve it, though."
"Not all the time."
"No, just when yeh need it."
"You'd play dirty like that and use the Force to throw furniture at me, wouldn't you?"
"It'd keep you from doing eht first."
"Such faith you have in me. You're such a good friend, Bill."
"Shush. Best part's coming up."
---
"Luke's a real sad bugger in this one, ain't he?"
"Not really his day, innit?"
"Nah. Father's an evil bastard. His mate's turned into a coffee table. He gets schooled by a little green bloke."
"Schooled? Git. Ye've been hanging around Elijah too much."
"Well, someone's got to keep me company."
"Ye need a girlfriend, Dom."
"Nah. They're messy. Always wanting to talk. Never want to sit down and have a beer, an' watch a good movie."
"True."
"'Sides, I don't need a girlfriend, I've got you."
"An' how lucky Ah am for it."
"Damn right, Boyd. I'm the best friend you'll ever have."
"Lord, save me."
"Anyway. So, Luke's got the real shit end of the deal, right? Then to top it all off, he gets his right arm chopped off."
"By his own father, no less."
"Well, yeah. But I mean, poor bloke can't even have a good wank anymore."
"Dom."
"What? Come on, it's all he's got left. Trapped up in space all the time, anyway. Especially with a bird like Leia."
"She's his sister, ya wanker."
"He doesn't know that."
"Ah cannae believe you."
"It's true, though. 'Sides, all those Jedi can't fall in love or nothin', so what else do you think they'd be doing?"
"I'm not talking about this anymore."
"Fine."
---
"He could use his left hand, anyway."
"You ever tried using your left hand?"
"..."
"Seriously. Doesn't feel right. Feels like your first girlfriend, or summat. Don't look at me like that. Try it sometime."
"Ah will, Dom. Just for you."
"That's my Billy."
"He's got a new arm put on, anyway."
"Yeah, but would you trust a robot hand to wank? Might malfucntion."
"Ah. Could get painful."
"Yeah. Too dangerous, I think."
"Dunnae want to trust somethin' like that to a machine."
"Exactly. And you can't use the Force to wank."
"Why not?"
"I think that's a bit weird, don't you?"
"Hum."
"That and I'm almost sure that's a Dark Side thing."
"Aye. Misusing the Force for personal gain."
"Makes you think."
“...”
“...”
"Ah'd do it."
"And you call me weird."
"You're tha one that's brought on the subject. 'Sides, you'd do it too."
"Cheers to that."
---
"But say, it happened in real life, right? Like, you lost your arm."
"How'd Ah do that, then?"
"I dunno. Freak shaving accident. Doesn't matter. You've lost your arm, Boyd."
"Bollocks for me."
"Yeah. And there's no Force, right, so how do you wank?"
"Very carefully."
"Come on."
"Well, Ah think it'd be the least of my worries, really."
'Well, eventually you'd have to deal with it."
"Dom. You're an idiot."
"Fuck off, it's a logical question. What would you do, Boyd?'
"Ah'd prob'ly get myself a girlfriend."
"Nah. You're horribly disfigured."
"Thanks, cunt."
"No, in this. You're disfigured, and even more snarky than usual, and no one wants to be around you."
"Not even you?"
"Well, I'd be there, of course. I'm a good friend."
"Sometimes."
---
"I'd wank you off."
"..."
"Shit. Sorry. Ahahah."
"Fucker! Ye made me shoot beer all over meself."
"It was worth it. Your face. Priceless."
"Fuck off, Monaghan. You just don't say things like that when a bloke is drinking."
"Why, 'cos you get all flustered?"
"Oh, shut up."
"Ooooh, you're blushing, Bills."
"Am not."
"You're so cute when you blush, Billy."
"Fuck. Off."
"Ow. Wanker."
"Actually, that's more you, apparently."
"Aw, come on. I'm just being a good friend."
"Yeh are a twisted individual, Dominic."
"Are you saying you wouldn't do that for me?"
"No. I'd tell you to fuck off."
"Well, I couldn't, see."
"Just... stop."
"Why? Are you getting flustered again?"
"Dom..."
"Are you getting all bothered thinking about it?"
"What are you.."
"Do I make you hot, Billy?
"Dom, getoff..."
"Are you thinking of how I'd touch you?"
"...get your hand off mah leg."
"You sure? You don't sound too sure.”
“Ah’m... quite sure.”
“That whimper kind of says otherwise.”
“Dom...”
“Billy.”
“Don’t...”
“What, this?”
“...stop.”
“Really?”
“...”
“Tell me to stop, Billy. I will. My mouth on your neck, my hands on you, feeling how hot you are under your shirt, it’ll all stop.”
“...Dom...”
“You want me to stop?”
“..yesss...”
“Fine.”
“...Dom..nononono come back didn’t mean...”
“Shhh. See? It’s good, isn’t it?”
“Oh, shite...”
“You want me to touch you through your jeans? Fuck, you’re hard, Billy, and hot, you feel so good.”
“..please...”
“Please what, Billy?”
“...touch meh, god, please Dom...”
“Like this?”
“Oh, fuck, fuck yes, Dom...”
“Yeah. Your cock is so hot, Billy, and so hard, you feel so good in my hand. You know how long I’ve wanted to do this? Touch you, make you moan, feel you arch into me?”
“...how long?”
“Four fucking years, Billy.”
“Jesusfuck, yes, harder...”
“Yeah, Billy, fucking yeah...”
“So good, don’ stop, please...”
“Oh god, I wanna taste you, Billy, I wanna suck your cock so hard, wanna feel you thrust against my tongue, wanna taste your come...”
“Yesyesyesyes, please, Dom, suck meh, please, want your mouth on me, please, ohhh...”
“Mmm. You taste so good, Billy. God, I wanna come, you taste so fucking good.”
“Suck meh, Dommeh, make meh come ehn yaer hot mouth, make meh fuckin’ scream...”
“God yes, shit, so fucking hot, fucking beautiful like this, Billy. I’m gonna suck you until you bloody wake the neighbors, ‘til you come so hard in my mouth, my hands all over you, fuck, Billy...”
“...ahhh... yesfuckinyes, Dom, Christ yaer fucking tongue, oh shite... oh, so good... Jesus, yes, suck meh, suck meh hard, wanna fuck yaer lips, Dom, yaer pretty fucking lips, ah God, yesss... Ah’m gonna come Dommeh Ah’m fuckin’ coming oh sweet God yaer mouth so hot so good yes Dom...”
“Oh fuck Billy too hot oh Christshitfuckyeahhh...”
“...”
“...”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.”
---
“So...”
“That was...”
“Interesting?”
“To say the least. Ah was going for ‘unexpected,’ myself.”
“Well, I had to prove myself worthy of the task.”
“Hmm.”
“And I’d say I did pretty well.”
“Yeah, Ah’d say that too, Dominic.”
“Told you I was a good friend.”
“An’ yeh may be right. But we’ll have to see.”
“About what?”
“Well. I want to see just how good ye can be.”
“I can be very, very good, Bills.”
“Show meh.”
---
you may wonder, what the hell is this bit all about?
well. i’m currently going to begin work on a new series. and i would really love to have a beta for it, or at least a sounding board for my wild ideas. and who better to trust for such a position than those who’ve read my work already.
so. if anyone has free time
we now return you to our regularly-scheduled comment posting.
<3

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Oh Em Gee, the hawt.
Them boys are such dirty talkers!
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(trust me you don't want me as a beta, but hope you find one if it makes you post MORE, you are great!!!)
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My e-mail address is aimezlaterre@mail.nu
Because that was fucking hawt. I'm in the library also, and dear lord, thank god for high bookshelves that all I've got to say. Because I think my face is a bright shade of pink right about now.
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sorry bout the whole public place thing, i know how that is. :P
thanks for the offer, dear. :D
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Glad you found someone to beta. I'd offer, but am so damn busy I can't see straight. And almost none of my beta-ees are even writing, and it's this busy. Ack! Well, anyway, looks like you're set, so way cool.
Thanks for sharing this!
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and you're welcome, dear. :P
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Favorite pairing + adorable cuteness + sexy boys talking dirty to each other + Billy's gorgeous Scottish purr + first time fic=absolute heaven! This was exactly what I'd been craving!
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