fellowshippers | Fic - Reprieve, Chapter 1, Dom/Billy

Title - Reprieve, Chapter 1
Author - Carribbe
Pairng - Dom/Billy
Rating - R for explicitness and strong language.
Disclaimer - total fiction from overactive fan'girl' imagination. Slight AU in that Billy and Ali's relationship has ended. Feedback is always appreciated.

“So what now Bills?” Dom asked softly, shoulders flush with only a comfortable silence between them as he forged ahead and broached the unavoidable question.

“Yeah,” Billy whispered hurriedly, stepping on Dom’s words even as he turned to meet his gaze. He hadn’t needed to ask for clarification - he understood Dom’s simple implication with only minimal directness. Billy studied Dom’s face intently for the next few moments before continuing further, his gentle green eyes close and contemplative. “But you know how I get, Dom,” he added somewhat cautiously, attempting to smile. “You know how hard some things are for me,” his voice trailing off as he plaintively searched Dom’s face for confirmation and understanding.

When Billy said nothing further, Dom smiled knowingly and warmly in return, his own eyes crinkling at the corners as he studied Billy’s glassy, glazed look and pouty, softly pursed lips. The whiskey had made his speech thick and sultry, and Billy subsequently looked younger, somehow softer and less guarded in the dim pub lighting. He continued to remain quiet, as though contemplating some special thought or memory, and Dom chuckled to himself as he watched Billy’s eyebrows scrunch and pucker mildly in concentration. He was sporting a short growth of scruff, traces of gray faintly noticeable around his temples and grazing his full upper lip. Dom fought a sudden urge to gather Billy’s face tenderly with both hands and kiss him properly where they sat.

Ultimately he wouldn’t do that, not because he particularly cared what anyone else might see or think, but he knew it wasn’t what Billy would want. Less like himself, Billy was an intensely private individual, and he banked his personal passions in somewhat different ways. Even so Dom recognized Billy’s intent through a complexity of emotions and their own deep personal history.

“Well then, come hither,” Dom urged gently, finding Billy’s elbow and guiding him slowly to his feet. “Let’s get out of this place, shall we?”

Minutes later Dom allowed the heavy hotel door to close snugly behind them, managing to hold firmly onto Billy with one hand while flipping the interior latch with the other. Now safely away from the rest of the world, he turned eagerly to wrap his arms lovingly around Billy, gathering him close and hugging him tightly. Billy folded willingly, tucking himself into Dom’s familiar and sturdy frame, his own body pliant and cooperative to Dom’s keen physical intuition.

Dominic knew well this less visible version of Billy – the part of him that wasn’t always golden and confident, the part that needed someone to catch and reflect sanity and sensibility back at him. That particular task had been Dom’s since the day they had met, and tonight Dom understood innately that Billy was asking him for more of his easy, unconditional acceptance. Time, years, and intense intimacy had left them not needing to use a lot of words, each so well understood by the other they could communicate seamlessly through touch and sensuality alone.

Dom slid his hands confidently beneath the hem of Billy’s tee, seeking his warmth, intending to be soothing and promising. Rubbing him tenderly across his back as he pulled him close once again, he felt Billy’s rapid breath on his collar. He buried his face harder into Dom’s neck and squirmed slightly, standing momentarily on tippy toes as though trying to get even closer, the musky, familiar scent of Dom’s hair and skin filling his nostrils, and calming his fragmented and frayed nerves.

Dom waited patiently as Billy wiggled and resettled in his arms, smiling coyly as Billy’s hands began to search and tug impatiently at the hem of Dom’s faded tee before yanking it free of his jeans in search of soft, bare skin. Touching him at last Billy sighed contentedly, his fingers slowing and roaming with inquisitive care up and across Dom’s broad shoulders, relieved, exploring and remembering. Unable to resist, he allowed one hand to graze across a bare rib where he tickled him lightly, causing Dom to jump slightly and giggle in response, but not to pull away.

“Hey, careful now,” Dom teased gently in Billy’s ear, nipping at a lobe. “You’ll inspire me to get naked, and then you know very well what happens. I lose all sense of control, and I can behave very badass.”

Grinning widely now, Billy huffed in amusement against Dom’s temple before replying. “Fuck, I love it when you’re naked and badass,” he whispered, pausing to add a light, careful nip in return to Dom’s ear before nuzzling closer, “and by the way, your ass is sexy as shite,” he enunciated sharply for emphasis, “and all mine tonight.”

Billy closed his eyes contentedly, loving the feel of Dom’s strong, loyal arms around him, indulging and supporting him once again. So very many nights he had yearned for just this, and he thought it possible he could fall asleep where they stood. Dom had other ideas though, and moving carefully he pulled Billy gently upward to face him, cradling his face with both hands as he had wanted to do just a short while ago, he leaned slowly forward and tenderly found Billy’s lips for the kiss they both needed.

Billy opened his mouth gratefully in response, Dom probing and tasting faint remnants of whiskey where it layered and mixed with Billy’s own spicy essence. A slight moan escaping him in his excitement, Dom cradled Billy closer, hastily deepening the kiss, carefully stroking and touching, remembering all of his sweet and hidden places. When at last their lips parted slightly, foreheads resting easily together, Dom continued kissing him lightly, giving Billy a moment to understand just how much he wanted him, but needing to convey that tonight would be for Billy and whatever it was he wanted most.

Understanding that Dom was asking for permission to continue, Billy looked steadily back between kisses, needing him to see the full extent of his emotional exhaustion. Billy wasn’t sure exactly what he needed any more, but he had decided it should be whatever Dom thought best tonight. Dom knew him so well, and he was never wrong, but mostly Billy wanted him to remove the deep, raw ache that had been building and wearing steadily away at his insides. It was the sort of thing that only Dom could locate and fix, and Billy was desperate for relief.

Dom had outlined his own plan to himself before ever leaving the pub, but understanding that Billy’s mind worked differently, he had carefully given him the time he needed to think about and process what was happening. Most of all this was about their unconditional devotion and loyalty to each other, but Dom understood this was also about a physical need so raw and pure that nothing else could equal it for either of them.

Moving suddenly he lifted Billy off his feet with ease and backed him quickly into the wall with a light thud. Caught slightly off guard Billy gasped as he felt himself being hoisted and trapped solidly between Dom and the unforgiving wall. He lifted his legs swiftly and wrapped them around Dom’s waist for security, impressed both with Dom’s agility as well as the balancing position. He hadn’t been sure he could still do that, but Dom had solved that particular riddle, and simple muscle memory had enabled him to respond appropriately. Laughing lightly he grabbed Dom’s shoulders for stability before wrapping his arms around him to snuggle closer.

Pleased to hear Billy laugh, Dom nuzzled his neck affectionately allowing him to settle and relax slightly despite their somewhat precarious position. “No worries, Bill,” he said easily. “I’m still here,” he added, juggling Billy slightly as he grappled for support. Clenching him tightly Dom growled in mock aggression and snickered before catching Billy in a new embrace. “You’re still a wee bit gullible, Bill,” Dom offered, his voice lilting and thick with amusement even as he tried not to laugh. “But just between us,” he continued lowly, making sure Billy could hear him properly, as the cadence of his own breathing was beginning to heighten and change, “I’ve decided it’s you who’s all mine tonight.”

Billy brought his face back slowly to meet Dom’s, finding familiar and faithful blue eyes matching his own in their intensity and undeterred sincerity. “Yeah,” he said simply, smiling genuinely for the first time as he pondered Dom’s words and intent. “Yeah,” he repeated, almost to himself, continuing to hold Dom’s gaze but understanding him fully. He blushed slightly as the realization of what they were saying to each other washed over him, but he swallowed his vulnerability and didn’t waiver. Curling his fingers carefully around Dom’s denim jacket collar, he found it made a right good handle for moments such as these. Smiling and utilizing his new handle, he pulled Dom gently closer, their lips brushing as he spoke, Billy reveling in the simple comfort of Dom’s intimate touch. It all represented a level of trust and affection that he desperately needed to maintain.

“I want you, too, Dom,” he whispered, his voice low and shaky under the weight of long buried and heavy emotion. “I’ve tried to deny everything to myself because I thought it was somehow expected of me, but I can’t even do that anymore. I can’t,” he continued, his voice beginning to quiver.

“Don’t then,” Dom finished for him in an equally hushed tone. “Don’t,” he repeated, kissing him back. “I’ve always told you I’d be here Billy, and I am. You can’t solve it all at once, but whatever has happened between you and Ali, I do want you here tonight. Everything else will wait ‘til morning, ok?”

Billy could only nod in agreement as Dom allowed him to slide downward ‘til his feet touched the floor once again. Firmly replanted on the ground, Dom next pinned him to the wall with gentle leverage, emboldening his advances as he skirted his hands up under the front of his shirt to find two peaked and interested nipples waiting for his touch. Hissing at the delectable contact, Billy whined softly and arched his back against the wall, surrendering to the feeling and the knowledge that no one else would ever be able to touch him in the same way.

The unfortunate truth was he’d already tried that on several fronts, and as a consequence his current, straight, and more socially acceptable relationship had failed miserably. The situation had forced him to clarify and make some key life decisions, and heartbroken as he was about the whole sordid mess, he knew he could now go directly to Dom without further pretense or any need to hide his motivations. The knowledge alone had thrilled him, and enlivened his determination, and although he hadn’t been forthcoming on the phone, he had made swift arrangements to meet Dom in New York where he had just completed his part in an independent film project. It had all wrapped the day before, leaving Dom free to meet with him.

Billy hadn’t been at all sure what he was going to say, but he knew Dom would be able to decipher some of his misery by just looking at him, and he had been hoping the rest would somehow flow and take care of itself. He had at least been right about the latter.

They had fallen silent, Dom sensing Billy’s emotional upheaval and deep discomfort at whatever he had recently been through. It hurt to see him in so much pain, so unlike himself, and openly, desperately needing him so much. Something had torn him into multiple small pieces, and Dom knew he would hear the whole story at some point, but he would also wait patiently until Billy was able to tell him.

“Hey,” Dom began before sighing and opting to press his forehead intently to Billy’s instead. Taking another deep breath and looking seriously into Billy’s eyes he elaborated. “Would it help to get naked and wet together?”

“Is that when you go all badass and lose control?” Billy deadpanned earnestly.

“Probably,” Dom answered.

“Ok then, it’s a deal,” Billy responded, just before his smile could escape and betray him.

Chapter 2 http://carribbe.livejournal.com/20902.html#cutid1

Fic - Reprieve, Chapter 1, Dom/Billy

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