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Title: Retribution (1/1)
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simple_iniquity
Archive: Random Insanity - anywhere else, ask.
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Lies! All lies, I say!
Warning: PWP
Summary: Dom tried to tell Billy they were late already, but Billy wasn't in the mood to listen.
Notes: I will like to just saybeizy forced me to write this at computer knife point. Also, we'll call this the pre-Faults 'Happy Birthday!' fic to my friend lionessfreedom
"Billy, we can't..."
Dom let in a sharp breath of air when Billy continued to walk toward him purposefully. The pressed white dress pants he had been carrying fell as he was pulled into an abrupt, hard kiss, one that caused them both to stumble backwards until they ultimately got to the bed where Dom ended up falling back on. Within seconds Billy freed him from the constraints of fabric with surprising expertise and even quicker did he just engulf him completely. The sudden action caused him to buck up into his mouth reflexively before Billy could stop him. His hips were quickly pressed down and Dom couldn't help but let out a small groan of frustration as he realized Billy wasn't going to make it easy.
Billy started tortuously slow, probably enjoying the whimpers and failed attempts to get him to move faster, being the bastard he was. What was worse was that soon after it was gone, the warmth and the sucking, and Dom groaned again, not able to voice the objections in even the simplest of words. He looked up to see Billy working on getting his suit's coat off. Dom helped him as best he could in the position he was in. Once it had been taken off, Billy climbed on top of him, straddling his stomach with a small grin on his face. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against Dom's mouth and he instantly opened his own to deepen it considerably. As they kissed, Billy worked his tie off around his neck. He broke it only to move downward to give his neck some attention, sucking on it hard enough to probably bruise the skin. His hands fumbled with the buttons on his black shirt until he broke the kissing and ripped the last four buttons off the shirt completely.
He pushed open the dress shirt to kiss the skin underneath. Dom bucked up again with a loud gasp when he felt Billy travel to one of his nipples, pausing to place kisses around the sensitive spot. Billy pushed him down again, pinning him with his weight, and continued to tease him until he got the shirt completely off. He moved down again, running a hand across his midsection before exploring it with his mouth, placing kisses in randomly picked areas until Dom really started squirming.
"Billy." Dom managed to choke, his hands starting to grasp the bed sheets so tightly his knuckles were turning white. "Please."
He was as surprised as Billy the word had come out of his mouth. He had never pleaded for relief before, and it apparently gave Billy even more incentive to play with his power. His face lit up with a sly smile that filled Dom with a reasonable amount of dread. He leaned forward, his mouth hovering his above his ear.
"Please what?" he whispered. Dom felt his skin prickle in response to the warm breath on his neck and the husky words in his ear. Dom knew if he wanted any sort of release he was going to have to play along. His arousal was far too much to bare not getting what he very much desired.
"Please." He whispered, the word coming out on a pant of breath. "You can't just...bloody hell, just..."
Billy seemed pleased with the babble Dom was currently saying. He moved up to kiss him briefly on the lips, one far too short to even deepen remotely before going moving downward again, kissing until he reached his intended target. Dom felt himself open as wide as he could to let Billy have complete access. He let out what could only be described as a muffled scream when the warmth returned and especially when he realized Billy was moving faster then. Dom felt his hips twitch up and down and when Billy suddenly moved his hands to massage his balls it was over. Dom came, his back arching off the bed as he did so, only relaxing when it was over and Billy released him. Dom was panting and dazed and feeling complete euphoria.
He moved up again to place a rather chaste kiss compared to the few that he had received earlier, and he could taste some of the remains that Billy had swallowed that was still lingering.
"That was for what you did to me on the plane." He whispered in his ear before pulling away, smirking haughtily as he left to the bathroom. Dom sat up shakily when he caught his breath before grabbing the boxers that had been thrown on the ground so carelessly. He pulled them up and then his pants, but when he got to his shirt he realized there was a problem.
"Billy, you ruined my fucking shirt!" he looked at the fabric and the buttons thrown around near it. "Now what am I going to wear?"
"Just put a normal shirt on." He called from the bathroom, and Dom winced.
They were definitely going to be late for the premiere and with the added bonus of not being appropriately dressed, Elijah was going to kill them both. As he picked out the only other black shirt in his suitcase, he realized he definitely couldn't care less about getting yelled at, as long as what had happened happened. Dom had his priorities straight, after all.
Author:
simple_iniquityArchive: Random Insanity - anywhere else, ask.
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Lies! All lies, I say!
Warning: PWP
Summary: Dom tried to tell Billy they were late already, but Billy wasn't in the mood to listen.
Notes: I will like to just say
beizy forced me to write this at computer knife point. Also, we'll call this the pre-Faults 'Happy Birthday!' fic to my friend lionessfreedom"Billy, we can't..."
Dom let in a sharp breath of air when Billy continued to walk toward him purposefully. The pressed white dress pants he had been carrying fell as he was pulled into an abrupt, hard kiss, one that caused them both to stumble backwards until they ultimately got to the bed where Dom ended up falling back on. Within seconds Billy freed him from the constraints of fabric with surprising expertise and even quicker did he just engulf him completely. The sudden action caused him to buck up into his mouth reflexively before Billy could stop him. His hips were quickly pressed down and Dom couldn't help but let out a small groan of frustration as he realized Billy wasn't going to make it easy.
Billy started tortuously slow, probably enjoying the whimpers and failed attempts to get him to move faster, being the bastard he was. What was worse was that soon after it was gone, the warmth and the sucking, and Dom groaned again, not able to voice the objections in even the simplest of words. He looked up to see Billy working on getting his suit's coat off. Dom helped him as best he could in the position he was in. Once it had been taken off, Billy climbed on top of him, straddling his stomach with a small grin on his face. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against Dom's mouth and he instantly opened his own to deepen it considerably. As they kissed, Billy worked his tie off around his neck. He broke it only to move downward to give his neck some attention, sucking on it hard enough to probably bruise the skin. His hands fumbled with the buttons on his black shirt until he broke the kissing and ripped the last four buttons off the shirt completely.
He pushed open the dress shirt to kiss the skin underneath. Dom bucked up again with a loud gasp when he felt Billy travel to one of his nipples, pausing to place kisses around the sensitive spot. Billy pushed him down again, pinning him with his weight, and continued to tease him until he got the shirt completely off. He moved down again, running a hand across his midsection before exploring it with his mouth, placing kisses in randomly picked areas until Dom really started squirming.
"Billy." Dom managed to choke, his hands starting to grasp the bed sheets so tightly his knuckles were turning white. "Please."
He was as surprised as Billy the word had come out of his mouth. He had never pleaded for relief before, and it apparently gave Billy even more incentive to play with his power. His face lit up with a sly smile that filled Dom with a reasonable amount of dread. He leaned forward, his mouth hovering his above his ear.
"Please what?" he whispered. Dom felt his skin prickle in response to the warm breath on his neck and the husky words in his ear. Dom knew if he wanted any sort of release he was going to have to play along. His arousal was far too much to bare not getting what he very much desired.
"Please." He whispered, the word coming out on a pant of breath. "You can't just...bloody hell, just..."
Billy seemed pleased with the babble Dom was currently saying. He moved up to kiss him briefly on the lips, one far too short to even deepen remotely before going moving downward again, kissing until he reached his intended target. Dom felt himself open as wide as he could to let Billy have complete access. He let out what could only be described as a muffled scream when the warmth returned and especially when he realized Billy was moving faster then. Dom felt his hips twitch up and down and when Billy suddenly moved his hands to massage his balls it was over. Dom came, his back arching off the bed as he did so, only relaxing when it was over and Billy released him. Dom was panting and dazed and feeling complete euphoria.
He moved up again to place a rather chaste kiss compared to the few that he had received earlier, and he could taste some of the remains that Billy had swallowed that was still lingering.
"That was for what you did to me on the plane." He whispered in his ear before pulling away, smirking haughtily as he left to the bathroom. Dom sat up shakily when he caught his breath before grabbing the boxers that had been thrown on the ground so carelessly. He pulled them up and then his pants, but when he got to his shirt he realized there was a problem.
"Billy, you ruined my fucking shirt!" he looked at the fabric and the buttons thrown around near it. "Now what am I going to wear?"
"Just put a normal shirt on." He called from the bathroom, and Dom winced.
They were definitely going to be late for the premiere and with the added bonus of not being appropriately dressed, Elijah was going to kill them both. As he picked out the only other black shirt in his suitcase, he realized he definitely couldn't care less about getting yelled at, as long as what had happened happened. Dom had his priorities straight, after all.
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