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fellowshippers2012-07-28 09:37 pm
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Fic - Billy/Dom - Final Surrender, Chapter 2
Final Surrender, Chapter 1 http://carribbe.livejournal.com/80977.ht
Pairing - Dom/Billy
Rating - NC17
Content - continued hurt/comfort fantasy with extreme speculation about some private time Billy and Dom may have had while working in New Zealand.
Disclaimer - As always, this represents a complete work of fiction on my part, and no disrespect is intended.
Sometimes the dreams Dom had were just excellent, and this one felt especially so. A faint warmth at his ear was persistent and patient as it nibbled its way down and under his earlobe. Dom scrunched his eyebrows together in mild interest as he tried to focus on the sensation, but he had been sleeping quite heavily, and his brain was refusing to give him back to consciousness quite yet. Unable to fully awaken he succumbed once again, still wondering who or what was there.
"Sweet dreams then," Billy whispered in his ear and smiled, sensing that Dom had gone back to sleep. He kissed him on the cheek as he tucked one arm around his waist and curled up next to him. He would wait until Dom was well enough to awaken on his own, and until then he would content himself just to be near as he slept.
His hand traveled lower to his chest, drawn to the outline of one nipple where he encircled and traced it ever so lightly with his thumb. It perked with interest from his touch in recognition of such special attention, and he remained mesmerized, coaxing and stroking the tiny nub until it stood firm and deliciously available against his chest. From there his gaze lowered to the slope of his waist where a darker trail of tummy hair pulled his vision lower still to the swirl of his navel and the thick, curly patch of interesting places that lay just beyond. Billy found himself utterly unable to resist wanting him more, the very thought making him tingle in anticipation as he revisited last night's memories. Dominic's passion had taken him quite by surprise, but it provided him now with a handy and natural platform for his own desire.
Dom made a tiny noise and shifted in his sleep, grabbing Billy's attention and returning his gaze to his face. He quickly determined he was only turning himself, and Billy shifted alongside him, allowing him to resettle as he needed to. Within moments he was still again, his chest rising and falling in a normal and gentle rhythm. Billy draped one arm over him to hold him there, smiling once again at the slight noises Dom made in his sleep. As he laid there immersed in the elements that were 'Dom', a previously inexperienced level of emotion passed through him - a sense of protectiveness so enormous he was sure it could swallow him whole. At just that moment Dom opened his eyes unexpectedly and peered at him from behind heavy lids. His mind more awash now with sleep than consciousness, recognition registered regardless in his eyes, and he closed them again as he reached for Billy, curling around him and making another small noise of contentment.
"Well, good morning, Sunshine," Billy said softly.
Dom's only response resembled a soft moan more than anything else, but Billy said nothing more as he waited for him to get comfortable. He rubbed his back affectionately, reveling in the feel of him so close and relatively defenseless in this not quite wakeful state. He had yearned for so long to know all of this - the way he looked when sleep still held him, the scent of his hair and skin so close, the touch of his cock where it lay pressed against him even when he was not aroused. His vulnerability was shockingly sweet, causing Billy to tighten his arms around him.
Dom drew himself to Billy and hugged him in return, startling Billy from his thoughts. He hadn't realized Dominic was at all wakeful.
"Morning," Dom offered weakly.
Billy chuckled in return, happy to know that he was relaxed and comfortable. Still he continued to stroke his back, encouraging him to sleep if he needed to, all the while wanting more of him in this demure and quiet state. Dominic was usually such a bouncing bundle of energy that this aspect of his personality was something new and interesting to him. He wanted to keep and savor it for as long as possible, just in case he could not have him like this again. The thought saddened him, but he worked to push the negativity aside and instructed himself to focus on the moment instead of potential future disappointment.
Dom's hands began to roam as well, his warm fingers exploring the contour of Billy's hip and brushing his arse as he did so. Billy was mildly startled at the contact, so caught up was he in the feel and sensation of Dom's body that he had almost forgotten he was naked as well. He smiled at himself, feeling foolish but vulnerable to arousal even in their current state of post coital bliss. His cock twitched with interest as though awaiting further instructions, his brain lurching forward in an attempt to connect with his nether regions. Dom's hand had moved to his bum where he squeezed him mildly, causing his balls to tingle in anticipation of long awaited satisfaction. He uttered a small gasp in surprise, but relaxed immediately into the contact, and as Dom tugged his hips up snugly next to his own, Billy sincerely hoped he was experiencing reality and not merely an erotic dream.
"So, do you still want me then, Billy?" Dom asked suddenly, his voice thick with sleep.
"Yessssss," Billy answered without hesitation.
"Ummm, well that's good then," Dom whispered in return, rubbing himself against Billy's leg and nuzzling his lips against his neck, " 'cause I want you, too."
Billy's heart lurched in his chest at that moment, a sudden warmth emerging in his groin and rushing toward his cock. He ran his hand down Dom's side and over his hip, exploring the sharp contour of the cleft just before it curved toward his belly.
"Careful, Dominic," he managed. "You might not know what that really means," Billy warned, distracted by the touch of Dom's hands on his belly.
"Oh, I doubt that, Billy," Dom replied a little too quickly, amusement apparent in his voice. "I really doubt that," he repeated, one finger beginning to trace the outline of his navel.
Billy looked at him then, his heart doing something he had not felt before as he worked to absorb the sight of Dom naked and next to him in their tumbled bed. His curiosity had been tapped by Dom's response, and he found himself wanting to know more. Dominic looked back at him calmly, fully aware he was teasing him, but unable to resist the temptation to do so.
"Judging by the things you did to me last night, looks like you've been holding out on me," Dom continued coyly.
Dom recognized the quiet analysis in Billy's eyes as he pondered his words. It was something Dom had said in quick innocence and simple speculation, but seeing Billy's reaction had raised his level of curiosity as well. He reminded himself that Billy's personality consisted of multiple layers, the most erotic portions of which he had only recently become acquainted with.
"There might be a couple of things I've left out," Billy replied.
"Yeah? So what is it you really like, Billy?" he teased, edging closer. "Tell me what it is that gets you all worked up and sexy," he persisted, his breath warm against his neck.
Billy remained quiet making Dom fearful that he had been too persistent. Worried, he moved to stroke Billy's arm before continuing, "Billy, 's ok though. I only meant..."
Billy looked at him then, his eyes pushing through him with a look so intense it made him stop talking. His next move was quite decisive as he reached for Dom, dragging him on top of him and rolling them together so quickly that Dom had no time to resist. They came to rest fully aligned, Billy's legs parted slightly so Dom could fit comfortably between them, his arms sliding alongside as he settled. Apparently satisfied, Billy ran both hands the length of his back, easing steadily and ever lower until they came to rest on each side of his shapely arse.
"Well, now," Dom continued, surprised, a wry smile resurfacing nonetheless through the multitude of adjustments. "A little bossy - but hot," he added.
Billy had redrawn his eyebrows tightly together, concern and other as-of-yet-not-definable emotions written on his face, his hands resuming their travel over Dom's body, ultimately returning to his face and remaining there as he studied him. Dom could see the same level of overwhelming concern in his eyes that had been there the night before, the same worry lines perhaps now etched too deeply as he looked at him in the morning light.
"Oh God, Billy," Dom said in a near whisper, minimally concealed amazement apparent in his own eyes. He drew his thumb across Billy's brow in some small attempt to ease the distress he saw there. "I'm alright, Bills," he said. "Please don't worry about me so much."
Billy seemed to ignore him as his eyes flickered from his face to his shoulders and then his chest, as though he would decide for himself if all was truly well.
"In answer to your question, I like being like this, Dommie," Billy began, ignoring his comment.
"Yeah?" Dom responded, smiling at his nickname, but accepting the challenge. "What else then, Billy?" he asked, nudging him with his cock as he brought his lips to hover over Billy's. "Hum? What is it that makes you feel really good?" he persisted. "Tell me, or I swear I'll do whatever it takes 'til you start making the right kind of noises," he whispered.
Dom watched then as something subtle passed over Billy, a distinct shift in mood as he allowed himself to truly consider the questions. A change barely detectable in itself, but something Dom understood from the feel of his body beneath him, the shift from control into submission. On a hunch Dom became more aggressive, his gentle push turning suddenly firm, and forcing Billy to widen and elevate his legs just to accommodate him. The slight change made Billy more breathless, and Dom memorized the new information for later use.
"Ah, I see. Want me to drive, do you?" Dom said, as he pushed a little more. "Well then, that's easy."
Billy was noticeably more restless as Dom pushed harder at his body and into his emotions.
"Ummm," he said, encouraging Billy and kissing his chin. "That's it, just let go for me."
Billy made a weakened sound as he pulled Dom to his chest and drew him into a kiss. He began a slow but purposeful grind of his hips against Dom, their cocks finding each other as they grew hard together, Dom's tongue piercing his composure from the inside out and coaxing his passion from him.
As their lips parted Dom registered a change in demand and urgency signified mostly by the desperate, more elevated angle of Billy's hips. In an instant of sudden clarity, he realized Billy was asking him for penetration, and he found the thought simultaneously sobering as well as thrilling.
"Billy," he said, pausing as he placed a new kiss at one corner of his mouth. "You don't really want that, do you?" he asked, his own concerns readily surfacing.
Billy nodded vigorously as he worked to hold himself together.
"Could hurt you," Dom cautioned, stroking his hip and trying to calm him.
"Don't care," Billy added quickly, pulling at him and reaching for another kiss. "Don't care," he repeated, his words barely audible as he struggled to be even closer.
Dom returned his kisses as Billy desired, but when their lips parted he continued, "Billy, you will - I care," he explained. "It's all Manchester down there, and trust me, you'll care."
Billy was quiet then, and as they lapsed into silence Dom tried to assess the changes in their situation. He had been truthful in his admission that he wanted Billy, but things had been moving too fast for him to actually consider what all of that might mean. Now that he understood how deep their mutual desire actually ran, he tried to focus on all that was real.
"Billy," Dom repeated, bringing his forehead to rest against his and closing his eyes as he considered his next words. He opened them a few moments later, his own emotions an open page while he considered several options. "I do want you," he re-emphasized, "but you need to be sure about that kind of intensity. I'm more than willing, but I won't ok something I know could hurt you."
Billy nodded, his eyes widened, a somehow even deeper shade of green, as he flirted with an assortment of his own personal fears, and his fingers curled tensely into the muscles of Dom's arm to anchor himself further.
"Billy," Dom persisted. "Have you tried that before?"
Dom knew the answer when Billy didn't reply immediately, but he waited until he nodded negatively, and unable to maintain Dom's gaze any longer, he lowered his eyes and awaited his reaction.
Dom lifted his chin almost immediately, forcing him to look directly at him once again.
"Why the rush then, hum?" he asked as carefully as possible. "Why so bloody urgent?"
" 'Cause," Billy began, taking a deep breath before his voice trailed off or he lost it completely. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut before trying again, "I'm afraid I won't have another chance," he finished, his voice trailing away.
Dominic remained quiet for a moment, hearing him, but stunned into silence as he tried to process the enormity of what Billy was saying. Understanding flooded through him as he realized Billy was apparently so traumatized by the possibility of everything they had shared together beginning as well as ending in just one night that he was willing to risk it all for one chance to have him completely. It was a profound and earth tilting realization, and he knew he held Billy's heart in his hand with whatever his decision would be.
"Listen to me," Dom began, struggling to maintain his own composure. "Listen to me - please."
Dom was trying hard to soothe him with words as well as his body in his effort to slow down the frantic eruption of emotions and lust between them. He laid a path of tiny kisses across his chest as he held him while capturing his hips with his own and enforcing a slower pace.
"What you're asking me for could hurt you," he repeated, "and you can't talk me into that."
Billy was looking at him intently now, their faces millimeters apart, lips brushing lightly against each other as Dom continued to explain.
"Later for that - not right now. If you're offering me your virginity, I insist I buy you dinner first - and probably more than one drink," he said, hoping to ease the mood.
Billy was able to smile then, but continued to cling to him with a certain level of resignation, nodding his head to show that he understood, but still needing his touch, his presence, and his words.
Considering and rejecting several thoughts, Dom kissed the tip of his nose, eased onto one side, and turned Billy in his arms as he did so.
"Come 'ere," he then murmured in Billy's ear, pulling him to his chest and wrapping both arms around him. He kissed his neck tenderly, hands exploring his belly and chest as he held him. He moved lower still, filling one hand with his sac and rubbing his fingers over the satiny skin.
"Let's try this then," he added, returning his attention to Billy's cock.
Billy heard himself whine low in his chest as Dom eased back his foreskin, wrapped him in his fist and began to stroke his cock in an easy back and forth motion. Billy arched his back in surprise and pleasure, struggling to push deeper into more sensation, settling them quickly into a mutual and rewarding rhythm. Billy was leaking heavily, providing a natural and slick enhancement beneath Dom's fingers where he held him. Dom moved his thumb carefully to the sensitive tip to begin rubbing him there in tiny circles, causing Billy to cry out and his hips to buck desperately for more. It was the final touch that would pull him under, and he reached for Dom over one shoulder, fingers frantic and becoming entangled in his hair as he tried to hold on, unable to control himself as emotion engulfed him.
"Dominic," he sobbed, before losing his words, and beginning to thrust into Dom's hand.
Dom laid a light kiss at his temple and curled himself more tightly around him, not needing to say more as he pulled him toward climax. He wanted to hold him here as long as possible, but he knew Billy's fuse was especially short, and he sensed he could not take much more before completion would find him. He briefly considered and rejected a couple of possibilities before his own instincts took over, and he would allow himself to be pulled under as well. With Billy's release almost certain, he could turn some delayed attention to his own cock, hard and begging where it lay trapped between himself and Billy's arse.
Feeling the outline of twin peaked nipples, he brushed first one and then the other with his other thumb to give them a little undivided attention as well, resulting in a new sound from Billy, something more akin to that of someone caught between ecstasy and pain, but too vague to define in either direction. Finding his earlobe, his own breathing heavy and less controlled now, he whispered, "Love you like this, Billy. You're all sweaty and hard for me - makes me hard for you, too."
His words were the final undoing, and Billy cried out, cum spurting from his cock into Dom's hand, his hips beginning to piston erratically with his last ounce of energy. Dom held him securely until his body was quiet, his own strength beginning to wane before he let go of Billy's softening cock and grabbed onto his own with the same hand. Billy's cum was thick where it hung from his palm and fingers, but he slid himself into the same hot mess, pulling hard for only a few determined strokes before he felt his own balls begin to gather force and rush to bursting. Moaning from deep within his chest, his hand blurry with motion, he groaned as he felt his hand fill with his own warmth before he slumped against Billy, clinging to the last fragments of his own climax until they were gone.
Exhausted now he rested his forehead on Billy's shoulder as he listened to the two of them breathing heavily in the otherwise quiet room. They were jointly sweaty and shaky, and unable to find enough air to talk, Dom fumbled for Billy's hand instead. Locating him in their tangled mess he laced their fingers together and drew Billy's hand to his lips, kissing and caressing him with his thumb before allowing both to drop. Billy squeezed Dom's hand weakly in return, but he remained otherwise still, neither requiring more from each other at this moment than either had already been able to give.
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No amount of begging, praying, or maybe even swearing, would allow me to post anything outside of my own journal a couple of weeks ago.
Having recovered from the experience a little bit, I needed to know if I could now. Apparently, at least for the moment, LJ has repaired this little 'glitch'. I'm grateful...(frowns.)
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I was fiddling with the posting process last night and was relieved to learn that the previous issues have apparently been fixed. It'll probably all be fine until I need to post something elsewhere - then wonky again. That's happened to me more than once...grrrr.