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fellowshippers2003-06-24 02:21 am
beizy.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2003-06-24 02:21 am
A BB/DM drabble: "Restrained"
Title: Restrained
Website: http://geocities.com/beizy20
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Dominic Monaghan
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Disclaimer: Didn't happen, making it up.
Author's Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
traceace, who requested some bondage-type stuff. Told her a full-length thing would have to wait, but the idea sprouted a longish drabble. I wrote this in about forty seconds. LOL. More to follow, perhaps! Very possible, yesss.
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Billy can stare at Dom's hands and wrists exclusively for an entire day.
He knows this because he's done it. He's sure that it has everything to do with the bracelets and cuffs that Dom wears whenever they're not in costume. He's positive that he can trace back the fixation to an innocent joke Elijah made about Dom having a secret, second life in which he plied his trade being dominated by old businessmen for twenties in the back streets of Wellington.
The joke took all of five seconds to be forgotten-for everyone except Billy.
He remembered it this morning because one of the clasps on a cuff came loose and Dom poked him incessantly until he gave in and joined the searched for the little metal hook.
And another round of poking had him working the tiny clasp with his fingers, teeth, and most likely in the end his toes, to get the damned thing back together and snugly around Dom's wrist.
He still had a finger looped inside the band and the texture of skin-and-warm-leather distracted him. When Dom went to move away, Billy's arm was jerked with the motion, and he found himself tugging back, just to be a prick.
Dom let him, and also gave him a "fuck off, bonnie Boyd" type of grin.
And that's when Billy first got it into his head that restraining Dom might be damned good fun.
~~~
TBC?
Website: http://geocities.com/beizy20
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Dominic Monaghan
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Disclaimer: Didn't happen, making it up.
Author's Notes: For
traceace, who requested some bondage-type stuff. Told her a full-length thing would have to wait, but the idea sprouted a longish drabble. I wrote this in about forty seconds. LOL. More to follow, perhaps! Very possible, yesss.~~~
Billy can stare at Dom's hands and wrists exclusively for an entire day.
He knows this because he's done it. He's sure that it has everything to do with the bracelets and cuffs that Dom wears whenever they're not in costume. He's positive that he can trace back the fixation to an innocent joke Elijah made about Dom having a secret, second life in which he plied his trade being dominated by old businessmen for twenties in the back streets of Wellington.
The joke took all of five seconds to be forgotten-for everyone except Billy.
He remembered it this morning because one of the clasps on a cuff came loose and Dom poked him incessantly until he gave in and joined the searched for the little metal hook.
And another round of poking had him working the tiny clasp with his fingers, teeth, and most likely in the end his toes, to get the damned thing back together and snugly around Dom's wrist.
He still had a finger looped inside the band and the texture of skin-and-warm-leather distracted him. When Dom went to move away, Billy's arm was jerked with the motion, and he found himself tugging back, just to be a prick.
Dom let him, and also gave him a "fuck off, bonnie Boyd" type of grin.
And that's when Billy first got it into his head that restraining Dom might be damned good fun.
~~~
TBC?
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Whoooo boy!
May I draw your attention to the part where I say I want you to continue this?
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When Dom went to move away, Billy's arm was jerked with the motion, and he found himself tugging back, just to be a prick.
I loved that line, for some reason.
TBC?
Yes! Please?
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Please?
(sorry to be so inarticulate, but... damn. love me some leather restraints.)
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