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FIC: "Holiday" Chapter 7 (BB/DM R)
Title: Holiday
Author: Amber
E-mail: sacredlustsandfear@yahoo.com
Web page: http://www.slashfanfiction.com/viewuser.php?uid=910
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Pairing: Billy/Dom some others
Archive: Let me know first
Rating: R
Summary: Maybe it was just...time.
Feedback: Is much appreciated
Warnings: BDSM
Notes: Not related in any way shape or form to 24 Hours. I have nothing against Dom/Elijah and had no intention of this turning into a more or less "lets bash Lij" fest... but... uh... it did. Forgive me. Apparently Billy is a manslut. For Jordan who (whether she knows it or not) inspired this piece.
Chapter 7: The Lifestyle
One of the first renovations Billy had made, once the money started coming in, was to replace his somewhat old and shoddy bathtub with a huge whirlpool tub. It was the first tub Dom had ever been in that was actually *built* for two people. It hadn't been hard to fall asleep once more, submerged in the warm water with the jets on a setting that could have been considered illegal in some countries.
When Dom awoke, he realized Billy was standing over him, calling his name rather loudly. "Billy?" He mumbled, letting his eyes rest about halfway open. Billy didn't look upset, but perhaps he hadn't seen the office yet.
Billy's face suddenly shifted from a welcoming grin to a somewhat confusing frown. "Why did you clean my office? Didn't you ever learn that doors are closed for a reason?"
"I'm sorry. I wanted to do something nice... to thank you for not telling me to leave." Dom let Billy help him out of the tub and was suprised when he wrapped a large bath towel around his wet shoulders. "Thank you."
Billy sighed slightly and wet his lips. "I want you to know that I'm still very upset with you for being an asshole. More so, you will be punished for invading my privacy while I was out."
"Yes Sir, I understand." Dom lowered his eyes, slipping seamlessly into the role he'd sorely missed.
"But, I am asking you to stay here, in your own best interest." His voice was confident now, unlike it had been some hours before.
"Thank you, Sir. I promise I'll make it up to you." His head dropped slightly.
"Tut-tut... hush now, Dommie." Billy put a strong finger to Dom's lips. "If we are to make this work, I don't just want you as my submissive, okay? I want you to be my equal."
Dom nodded slightly. "All right." His body warmed to the touch as Billy took the towel and began to dry him off. The exchange of power was done... no argument necessary as Billy wiped the dampness away.
Billy finished the towel dry then began to work his strong hands over Dom's sore shoulders. "We forgot to get you socks while we were out earlier, but I picked some up."
"Thank you. You didn't have to do that..." Dom's body was beginning to feel something like runny custard.
"It's my responsibility." Billy's voice was as firm as his grip. "You're my boy and I have been neglecting you while you were away in the States."
Dom's lips drooped into a frown when Billy's hands withdrew. He closed his eyes and waited for whatever came next only to feel the warmth of Billy's lips on his own followed by the warm sting of a hand across his face. He stumbled, biting back a shocked cry.
Billy's hands then roughly took him by the wrists and bent his arms behind his back like green twigs, pushing him up against the cold tile wall. His face rested on the shiny clean surface as he forced himself not to panic. It was the real power game now, Billy was getting ready to assert his authority and the shock ebbed away as he pushed back into character.
"You've been a bad little boy, Dominic." There was a harsh palm against the outside of his thigh, then the warm wetness of Billy's mouth against his ear. Billy whispered now, "You ran away from home for a very long time."
"I'm sorry Sir, I was scared." Dom's lower lip quivered as another stinging smack was administered... this time on the curve of his hip.
"Do I scare you?" Billy still had not pulled away, if anything he was closer. The rough denim of his jeans against Dominic's bare skin was almost as sexual as the lips on his ear.
"No Sir."
"Then what are you scared of?"
Dom was silent a long moment, unsure of just how to answer. Billy responded by pressing him closer to the wall, his body now plastered there like a bug against a window.
"Answer me, boy." Billy's tone took a sharp edge and Dom could sense the line between the real world Billy and the fantasy Billy wasn't as established as it had been before.
"I don't know." Dom whimpered slightly as Billy's hand gripped his wrist tighter. "I was afraid of losing both of you."
Billy's grip slowly slackened, then he pulled away completely, retreating towards the door. "You picked Elijah because you didn't want to lose both of us?"
Dom sighed, the frenzy was over... dominant Billy was in hiding in favor for the slightly neurotic and gawky Scot Dom had first fallen in love with. "I loved you both." He leaned against the wall still, missing the heat of Billy's body beside him. "Elijah was everything I wanted sometimes, energetic and adventurous, goofy, complicated and at times down right extreme. We loved the same music, movies... and not to mention video games."
Billy was silent, his eyes cast downward as he seemed to process the newly spoken information he clearly had taken for granted.
Dom turned back to facing the wall, his eyes closed against the cool surface. "And then there was you... you took care of me and always had your heart open to me. You'd give me the shirt off your back and the food off your table even if I'd just disappeared for ten years and suddenly showed up on your doorstep strung out on drugs and calling you nasty names. You give me the greatest pleasure by taking control and making sure I do what's right. You make me feel comfortable all the time, like you would never judge me too harshly or think I'm not good enough. You came with the open offer for stability. You offered me the one thing nobody ever wants when they haven't grown up... commitment." Dom felt his knees buckle a bit as Billy's silence prevailed. He pressed on; "I had to try and keep Elijah because he was that spark I needed to make me feel like I'm not just some ordinary guy. I didn’t want to think about commitments and the only thing I wanted tying me down was a length of good rope."
"So you're here because he turned out to be exactly that?" Billy sounded uncertain and Dom couldn't bring himself to look.
He chuckled humorlessly. "I'm here because I finally grew up and realized the way things really were. I know now that there was never a choice to be made, that it wouldn't really come down to picking you or Elijah because I would always come back to you. I just needed to be ready and know *how* I wanted to be with you."
Silence again as Dom waited for Billy to say something, anything. Eventually a voice that sounded too quiet to belong to the man that had only moments before been slamming him against a tile wall asked; "And how do you want to be with me? My boyfriend... my equal. Or some sexual plaything?"
Dom pulled away from the wall and looked at Billy, hoping for eye contact but getting none. "How do you want it to be?" He slowly approached Billy as though the man were a caged animal about to spring. "Pick for me, Billy... Sir. If I have to be one or the other then I'll be what you want me to be."
Billy scoffed and shook his head, "You're an idiot, Dom."
"I know." Dom was close enough to reach out for his Billy, but his arms felt glued down.
"You can't just ask me to pick. You know I'm happy just to know you're all right!"
"Then take care of me." Dom finally reached out to take Billy's hand, then dropped to his knees instead. "Make me your willing slave... your lover, your friend and your partner. Why can't I be all that? Why can't you allow it to happen naturally? Why do I have to chose what version of you I want?"
"Do you have any idea what you're suggesting?" Billy's hands plowed through Dom's cropped hair as he pressed his face against Billy's thighs. "To be my submissive partner outside the bedroom."
"We'd be equals because of our love, you would just be chose the particulars. It would be just like before things changed, before Elijah..."
"Dom..." Billy's body tensed as Dom's hands made their way to the zip on his jeans. "What do you want from me?"
Dom rubbed his nose up Billy's fly before looking up at him and softly answering; "Everything."
***
End Ch. 7
***
Author: Amber
E-mail: sacredlustsandfear@yahoo.com
Web page: http://www.slashfanfiction.com/viewuser.php?uid=910
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Pairing: Billy/Dom some others
Archive: Let me know first
Rating: R
Summary: Maybe it was just...time.
Feedback: Is much appreciated
Warnings: BDSM
Notes: Not related in any way shape or form to 24 Hours. I have nothing against Dom/Elijah and had no intention of this turning into a more or less "lets bash Lij" fest... but... uh... it did. Forgive me. Apparently Billy is a manslut. For Jordan who (whether she knows it or not) inspired this piece.
Chapter 7: The Lifestyle
One of the first renovations Billy had made, once the money started coming in, was to replace his somewhat old and shoddy bathtub with a huge whirlpool tub. It was the first tub Dom had ever been in that was actually *built* for two people. It hadn't been hard to fall asleep once more, submerged in the warm water with the jets on a setting that could have been considered illegal in some countries.
When Dom awoke, he realized Billy was standing over him, calling his name rather loudly. "Billy?" He mumbled, letting his eyes rest about halfway open. Billy didn't look upset, but perhaps he hadn't seen the office yet.
Billy's face suddenly shifted from a welcoming grin to a somewhat confusing frown. "Why did you clean my office? Didn't you ever learn that doors are closed for a reason?"
"I'm sorry. I wanted to do something nice... to thank you for not telling me to leave." Dom let Billy help him out of the tub and was suprised when he wrapped a large bath towel around his wet shoulders. "Thank you."
Billy sighed slightly and wet his lips. "I want you to know that I'm still very upset with you for being an asshole. More so, you will be punished for invading my privacy while I was out."
"Yes Sir, I understand." Dom lowered his eyes, slipping seamlessly into the role he'd sorely missed.
"But, I am asking you to stay here, in your own best interest." His voice was confident now, unlike it had been some hours before.
"Thank you, Sir. I promise I'll make it up to you." His head dropped slightly.
"Tut-tut... hush now, Dommie." Billy put a strong finger to Dom's lips. "If we are to make this work, I don't just want you as my submissive, okay? I want you to be my equal."
Dom nodded slightly. "All right." His body warmed to the touch as Billy took the towel and began to dry him off. The exchange of power was done... no argument necessary as Billy wiped the dampness away.
Billy finished the towel dry then began to work his strong hands over Dom's sore shoulders. "We forgot to get you socks while we were out earlier, but I picked some up."
"Thank you. You didn't have to do that..." Dom's body was beginning to feel something like runny custard.
"It's my responsibility." Billy's voice was as firm as his grip. "You're my boy and I have been neglecting you while you were away in the States."
Dom's lips drooped into a frown when Billy's hands withdrew. He closed his eyes and waited for whatever came next only to feel the warmth of Billy's lips on his own followed by the warm sting of a hand across his face. He stumbled, biting back a shocked cry.
Billy's hands then roughly took him by the wrists and bent his arms behind his back like green twigs, pushing him up against the cold tile wall. His face rested on the shiny clean surface as he forced himself not to panic. It was the real power game now, Billy was getting ready to assert his authority and the shock ebbed away as he pushed back into character.
"You've been a bad little boy, Dominic." There was a harsh palm against the outside of his thigh, then the warm wetness of Billy's mouth against his ear. Billy whispered now, "You ran away from home for a very long time."
"I'm sorry Sir, I was scared." Dom's lower lip quivered as another stinging smack was administered... this time on the curve of his hip.
"Do I scare you?" Billy still had not pulled away, if anything he was closer. The rough denim of his jeans against Dominic's bare skin was almost as sexual as the lips on his ear.
"No Sir."
"Then what are you scared of?"
Dom was silent a long moment, unsure of just how to answer. Billy responded by pressing him closer to the wall, his body now plastered there like a bug against a window.
"Answer me, boy." Billy's tone took a sharp edge and Dom could sense the line between the real world Billy and the fantasy Billy wasn't as established as it had been before.
"I don't know." Dom whimpered slightly as Billy's hand gripped his wrist tighter. "I was afraid of losing both of you."
Billy's grip slowly slackened, then he pulled away completely, retreating towards the door. "You picked Elijah because you didn't want to lose both of us?"
Dom sighed, the frenzy was over... dominant Billy was in hiding in favor for the slightly neurotic and gawky Scot Dom had first fallen in love with. "I loved you both." He leaned against the wall still, missing the heat of Billy's body beside him. "Elijah was everything I wanted sometimes, energetic and adventurous, goofy, complicated and at times down right extreme. We loved the same music, movies... and not to mention video games."
Billy was silent, his eyes cast downward as he seemed to process the newly spoken information he clearly had taken for granted.
Dom turned back to facing the wall, his eyes closed against the cool surface. "And then there was you... you took care of me and always had your heart open to me. You'd give me the shirt off your back and the food off your table even if I'd just disappeared for ten years and suddenly showed up on your doorstep strung out on drugs and calling you nasty names. You give me the greatest pleasure by taking control and making sure I do what's right. You make me feel comfortable all the time, like you would never judge me too harshly or think I'm not good enough. You came with the open offer for stability. You offered me the one thing nobody ever wants when they haven't grown up... commitment." Dom felt his knees buckle a bit as Billy's silence prevailed. He pressed on; "I had to try and keep Elijah because he was that spark I needed to make me feel like I'm not just some ordinary guy. I didn’t want to think about commitments and the only thing I wanted tying me down was a length of good rope."
"So you're here because he turned out to be exactly that?" Billy sounded uncertain and Dom couldn't bring himself to look.
He chuckled humorlessly. "I'm here because I finally grew up and realized the way things really were. I know now that there was never a choice to be made, that it wouldn't really come down to picking you or Elijah because I would always come back to you. I just needed to be ready and know *how* I wanted to be with you."
Silence again as Dom waited for Billy to say something, anything. Eventually a voice that sounded too quiet to belong to the man that had only moments before been slamming him against a tile wall asked; "And how do you want to be with me? My boyfriend... my equal. Or some sexual plaything?"
Dom pulled away from the wall and looked at Billy, hoping for eye contact but getting none. "How do you want it to be?" He slowly approached Billy as though the man were a caged animal about to spring. "Pick for me, Billy... Sir. If I have to be one or the other then I'll be what you want me to be."
Billy scoffed and shook his head, "You're an idiot, Dom."
"I know." Dom was close enough to reach out for his Billy, but his arms felt glued down.
"You can't just ask me to pick. You know I'm happy just to know you're all right!"
"Then take care of me." Dom finally reached out to take Billy's hand, then dropped to his knees instead. "Make me your willing slave... your lover, your friend and your partner. Why can't I be all that? Why can't you allow it to happen naturally? Why do I have to chose what version of you I want?"
"Do you have any idea what you're suggesting?" Billy's hands plowed through Dom's cropped hair as he pressed his face against Billy's thighs. "To be my submissive partner outside the bedroom."
"We'd be equals because of our love, you would just be chose the particulars. It would be just like before things changed, before Elijah..."
"Dom..." Billy's body tensed as Dom's hands made their way to the zip on his jeans. "What do you want from me?"
Dom rubbed his nose up Billy's fly before looking up at him and softly answering; "Everything."
***
End Ch. 7
***