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fellowshippers2005-02-07 08:49 pm
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Love and Deception Ch: 4
Love and Deception Ch: 4
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Setting: AU
Disclaimer: Untrue
Summary: Plots of revenge
Feedback: Thank you
"Elijah, get off me." Billy groaned.
Elijah mumbled a protest and snuggled closer.
"Why can't I feel my legs?" Billy wondered aloud.
He looked down his body and saw Orlando draped over them.
"Dom." he called.
"Hmmmph." Billy felt Dom move and lifted his arm to see him cuddled up to his next side.
Billy lay back for a few minutes trying to figure out why this felt so good. It felt right, almost as if he knew these guys for years instead of a day. He felt a connection to each of them, but none deeper than what he felt with Dom.
Before he could pursue that thought any further, his full bladder made itself known.
"Come on mates, get of me, I have to go take a piss."
Elijah rolled off him with a groan, and with much shoving and cursing, Billy got Orlando off his legs. He then had to pry Dom's arms from around him before he could get up.
After attending to his bladder, Billy reentered the living room and knelt beside Dom, lightly shaking his shoulder.
"Dom, I have to go. I'll leave my number if you want to call me ok?"
"'K Billy." Dom grabbed his shirt collar and yanked him down, planting a sloppy kiss on his cheek.
Billy quietly left the house and went back to his apartment. Maybe he would go surfing today and plot revenge for the ice cream stealing bastards.
"I like him," Orlando entered the kitchen, a towel draped around his neck, a pair of low jeans hugging his hips.
"He has such a gorgeous accent, and his mouth, sin, pure sin." Elijah sighed.
"I wouldn't mind taking him out sometime."
"He's mine and I will kindly ask that you keep your grubby paws off him."
"Oh come on Dom, why do you have to get all the good ones?"
"Just lucky I guess."
"Come on Dom."
"He's mine and that's final."
There was a round of grumbling around the table.
"Stop pouting mates. It's a done deal."
"Does Billy know that?" Elijah asked.
"Yes."
"Did you have any luck finding him?"
"No sir. I checked all the places he usually stays and still no luck."
"What about his credit card?"
"So far he hasn't used any of them."
"Damn he's good."
"Yes sir."
"Was that a smirk I heard?"
"No sir."
"Hmmm, ok, keep searching, something's bound to come up."
"As you say sir."
"Keep me posted."
"Yes sir."
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Setting: AU
Disclaimer: Untrue
Summary: Plots of revenge
Feedback: Thank you
"Elijah, get off me." Billy groaned.
Elijah mumbled a protest and snuggled closer.
"Why can't I feel my legs?" Billy wondered aloud.
He looked down his body and saw Orlando draped over them.
"Dom." he called.
"Hmmmph." Billy felt Dom move and lifted his arm to see him cuddled up to his next side.
Billy lay back for a few minutes trying to figure out why this felt so good. It felt right, almost as if he knew these guys for years instead of a day. He felt a connection to each of them, but none deeper than what he felt with Dom.
Before he could pursue that thought any further, his full bladder made itself known.
"Come on mates, get of me, I have to go take a piss."
Elijah rolled off him with a groan, and with much shoving and cursing, Billy got Orlando off his legs. He then had to pry Dom's arms from around him before he could get up.
After attending to his bladder, Billy reentered the living room and knelt beside Dom, lightly shaking his shoulder.
"Dom, I have to go. I'll leave my number if you want to call me ok?"
"'K Billy." Dom grabbed his shirt collar and yanked him down, planting a sloppy kiss on his cheek.
Billy quietly left the house and went back to his apartment. Maybe he would go surfing today and plot revenge for the ice cream stealing bastards.
"I like him," Orlando entered the kitchen, a towel draped around his neck, a pair of low jeans hugging his hips.
"He has such a gorgeous accent, and his mouth, sin, pure sin." Elijah sighed.
"I wouldn't mind taking him out sometime."
"He's mine and I will kindly ask that you keep your grubby paws off him."
"Oh come on Dom, why do you have to get all the good ones?"
"Just lucky I guess."
"Come on Dom."
"He's mine and that's final."
There was a round of grumbling around the table.
"Stop pouting mates. It's a done deal."
"Does Billy know that?" Elijah asked.
"Yes."
"Did you have any luck finding him?"
"No sir. I checked all the places he usually stays and still no luck."
"What about his credit card?"
"So far he hasn't used any of them."
"Damn he's good."
"Yes sir."
"Was that a smirk I heard?"
"No sir."
"Hmmm, ok, keep searching, something's bound to come up."
"As you say sir."
"Keep me posted."
"Yes sir."