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Top Of The World3
Title: Top Of The World 3/4
Author: Pippin (McTaggart_Pegg@hotmail.com)
Pairing: DomBilleh
Rating: NC-17 for beach porn :)
Disclaimer: Don't know 'em, never met 'em, this is all lies. (*sigh*)
Summary: Billy tastes like the sea, and Dom discovers a new kink.
Feedback: Yes please. Pretty please. I've discovered I'm a feedback junkie.
This is the smut part of the smutty schmoop. Some schmoop involved too. But really, mostly smut.
Many thanks to my very own beta,
1420 whom I shall love and treasure and force beg to check my fic forever. And heaps of blessings to
vanaofthevalar for helping me with tricky things like divisions and summaries. 'Cos I'm not good at that and she is.
Part One, Part Two
Dom's boxers suddenly felt restrictive. He knew that voice of Billy's--it was the one that meant Bill was hot and ready and about to pounce. And it never failed to turn Dom on. "Well, I'm not sure," he teased, his voice a bit hoarse. "I am a shy and delicate little flower, you know."
Billy's laugh rumbled in his chest. He suddenly rolled, trapping Dom against the blanket, and kissed him hard, his tongue plunging deep into Dom's mouth. Dom made a sound of approval, his lean strong fingers digging into Billy's back, finding the spaces between his ribs.
Billy moved over, laying full length on Dom, pressing his hard erection sidelong against Dom's without breaking the kiss. The thin, still slightly damp boxers they both wore soon warmed, and heated, and became irrelevant, except as slight protection against painful friction. Billy moved against him, rolled over, taking Dom with him until Dom lay on top. Billy wrapped his leg around Dom's upper thighs, pinning their bodies together.
Dom groaned. "I love it when you start with the sex wrestling."
"This isn't sex wrestling," Billy said in a rough voice. "This is just how I love the way you feel on me. Against me. When we get home where the baby oil is, then I'll show you sex wrestling."
"Promises, promises, Bills." Dom's tongue snaked out to lick a slick trail down his throat, press into the hollow at the base. "You taste like the sea." He covered the collarbone with his lips, sucked hard.
Billy groaned, thrust his hips up. "Don't do anything I can't hide."
Dom pulled back slightly to inspect his handiwork. "You can hide it. Just quit wearing your shirts open to your navel. Flash git."
Billy laughed lustily. "I never. Now quit playing around and concentrate."
"I am concentrating. I'm concentrating on playing around."
"Oh Dom. I love you, you know that?"
"I know," he said, drowning in Billy's arousal-darkened eyes. "Good to hear again, though. I love you too." Dom reached down, pushed Billy's leg away. Rolled off him and sat up.
"Dom? What are you doing?" Billy protested lazily, his hand reaching out.
Dom turned to look down at him, a grin on his lips. "If I'm going to be adventurous, I might as well do it up right." He got to his feet, then pulled his boxers off. Stood on the plaid blanket completely nude, and thrust his chest out, threw his arms wide. He tossed his head back and at the limit of his lungs shouted, "Top of the world, Ma!" And then dove onto Billy.
Who nearly convulsed with laughter. He finally shoved Dom off, howling, an arm over wet eyes. He managed to get himself under tenuous control, lifted his arm to look at Dom who was sitting beside him elbows akimbo and one eyebrow raised, and he was off into peals of laughter again.
Dom gave a long-suffering sigh and laid back on the blanket. "Let me know when you're done."
Billy only laughed harder, clutching at his side.
Billy's giggle was contagious, and Dom couldn't hold out any longer. He started to chuckle. "It wasn't that funny, Bill."
"Oh God, yes it was," Billy wheezed.
"You're going to hurt yourself."
"Too late!" he cried helplessly.
Dom snickered. "Serves you right, laughing at my lovely naked body like that."
"Not you--oh my God, top of the world. Unbelievable."
"You're pathetic."
Billy breathlessly retorted, "You really know--how to kill a mood." His giggles subsided a little, becoming more a battle to restore oxygen than anything else. "Ah God, I'm getting too old for this. I'm done for."
"Bollocks. I can make you feel like a horny young buck again," Dom leered.
"You can try. But that seriously took it out of me." He was starting to catch his breath. "You should warn me before you do things like that so I can steel myself."
"Nobody can prepare themselves for me."
"No kidding."
Dom rolled over, rose to his hands and knees. Locked his eyes on Billy's and crawled closer, moving like a cat, his spine rising, curving, falling.
Forgotten heat pooled in Billy's abdomen.
Dom straddled Billy's legs, lifted his weight off his palms to take Billy's shorts between his fingers and start slowly, agonizingly gently, tugging them down. Billy shifted his weight to assist, still breathing fast.
When Dom had the shorts to Billy's ankles, he smoothly lifted one foot at a time, caressing each as he pulled the cotton away. He dropped the boxers to one side, dropped his weight back onto his hands, and dropped his head down to kiss Billy's knee.
Billy murmured, "Dom…"
"Shh, Bills. Time for talking's over." He moved forward, leaning down again to press soft kisses into the still-silky skin of Billy's inner thighs.
"Ohh…" Billy moaned from the back of his throat. His cock grew harder, twitching in front of Dom's face.
Dom drank in the sight. Loved it when Billy's body overruled him, betrayed how turned on he was. He lived for the moments when Billy's precious, infamous control dissolved. Vowed it was going to happen again today.
Billy lifted his head, his eyes even darker than before. "Dom--"
"I'm on my way," he promised.
Billy lowered his head again, smiling, and said, "I thought you said no song lyrics."
"Billy?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Yes, Dom."
Dom kissed his way up to Billy's left hipbone. Moved across to the right, pausing halfway to breathe hotly on Billy's shaft. Kissed the other hipbone, sucking hard enough to bruise. Billy writhed.
"Dom--"
"I said shut up."
The hard note of command in Dom's voice caught Billy off-guard and he shuddered, his cock leaping. He moaned, then jammed his fist to his mouth.
Dom's stomach clenched with want, and his own erection grew even stiffer. "You can make all the noise you want, Billy. Just no talking."
Billy pulled his hand away from his mouth. Reached down, but Dom slid out of range. He grabbed the blanket to either side of him instead, twisting the material in his fists.
Dom kissed his way back down in between those thighs. He licked Billy's balls, the loose skin moving with his tongue like a cat's with the barbs. He paused when Billy grunted, unsure if that was the good grunt or the stop grunt, but when Billy's legs began to tremble and he moaned again, he took it as a sign to continue. He lifted his head, and with glittering eyes watching what he could see of Billy's face, softly nudged the gleaming cock in front of him with his nose. Billy jerked. Dom shifted his head to the side, and gently grazed up the full length with his stubbly cheek, going with the grain, taking care not to be too rough against the highly sensitive skin. Billy's back arched off the blanket, his head pushing down into the sand. He growled, barely keeping himself from forming words.
Dom traced up the ridge on the underside of Billy's cock with his tongue, stopping just short of the fluid gleaming at the tip. He had a better use planned for that teasing wetness. As Billy practically pulsated beneath him, Dom tilted his head to the side, laying it on the flat plane of Billy's hip, and put his lips against Billy's erection, wrapping his long tongue as far as he could around it.
"Oh, fucking hell, Dom," Billy snarled, forgetting himself, twisting on the blanket.
Dom immediately pulled away from Billy completely. With an edge to his voice asked, "What did I say?"
"God, Dom--" He strangled the material in his fingers.
"What did I say?"
"Oh God--no talking." Billy moaned. "I'm so hard it fucking hurts, Dom."
"I can make this last all day, Bill. You want this to last all day?" Dom palmed himself briefly, trying in vain to ease the pressure.
"No. Oh fuck, no, no, Dom, no. Please. Please. Please," he whimpered.
Dom nearly came on the spot, his hand on his cock. He had never, never heard Bill sound so needy before. He softened his voice a little. "Okay, Billy. No more talking, and I'll finish you."
Billy nodded frantically, and silently. His hands continued kneading at the plaid blanket on either side of him, the sand giving way beneath it.
Dom worked up the saliva in his mouth. Leaned back down to Billy's cock, and licked it all over, leaving a good slick coating behind. With his finger he spread the fluid from the tip and mixed it in. Billy threshed beneath his touch, moaning and making little mewling noises. Dom quickly spat in his hand, wet his own throbbing shaft, and then covered Billy's body with his own, pressing their cocks tightly together.
Billy immediately clutched at him with both hands and with a little cry, fingers digging in like he would never let go again, his arms wrapped tightly around him. He lunged upward as much as he could with Dom's weight holding him down and kissed him roughly, forcefully, as he began to thrust his hips against Dom's.
Dom kissed him back, tongues curling and twining in their own little sex act. He put his hands against Billy's hips, both to slow him down and to brace himself. Dom rocked himself backwards and forwards as Billy continued to pound upwards, forming an odd and exciting three point rhythm, and he knew it wouldn't take either of them long.
He pulled his mouth away from Billy's just in time, saying, "Only noise, Bill. No words." And then suddenly Billy was going over the edge, was coiling up underneath Dom, was releasing a haunting, keening cry like nothing Dom had ever heard before, and it carried Dom hurtling headlong over the precipice with him. The even rhythm was forsaken for a frantic onslaught of pumping, driving, thrusting fucking that grew slick and slippery with their mingled come.
Dom slowed first. He eased his pace, slid against Billy instead of roughly colliding. Billy was still caught up in the throes of a hard, hot orgasm that was wracking his body with shivers and shudders and spasms, his head thrown back, his neck exposed, the cords standing out sharply. He cried out once more, a wordless primal keen that made Dom gather him into his arms and hold on tightly, not letting go even when Billy slumped back, pulling Dom down with arms like deadweights, burying his sweating face in Dom's neck, panting.
"Holy fuck, Bill--" Dom whispered. "What the hell was that?"
"I don't know," he mumbled into Dom's skin, sounding a little shaken.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm so far beyond all right I don't know if I can find my way back."
Dom laughed quietly in relief. "Was that as good as it sounded?"
"Better. It's going to take days to recover the use of my legs." Billy started to get his breath back, started to get euphoric. "Fucking hell. We're coming back here every week, okay?"
"Okay, Bill," he grinned.
Billy reached up and took Dom's face in his hands. "Have I told you in the last five minutes how much I love you?"
"Last five minutes? Umm…no."
He reached up and kissed Dom, his mouth still hot and eager. Took Dom's lower lip between his teeth and tugged, before releasing him to say "I love you, Dominic."
"I love you too, Billy."
"Wait just a minute," Billy suddenly demanded. "Where the fuck did all that 'no talking' kink come from? That was new."
"It was, wasn't it," Dom said thoughtfully, smoothing the hair off Billy's forehead. "What did you think?"
"I thought you were trying to kill me," he complained with a little smile. "I've never been that painfully hard in my life, and there you were, dragging it out." Then he added, "But it was…erotic."
"That it was. I nearly attacked you when you bit your fist trying to stay quiet."
"So my Dom has himself a new kink," Billy said comfortably. "We can work with that."
"Yeah? Mmm. I'm very…excited to hear that," Dom smiled lazily, stroking Billy's cheek with his knuckles. "It goes well with your apparent beach kink."
"That's not a kink. Just a love of the great outdoors. Did you enjoy your first fresh-air sex?"
"I did." Dom confirmed. "With equal privacy, I'd be more than happy to attempt it again."
"I'll keep that in mind. Dom, love?"
"Yes, Billy?" Dom nuzzled Billy's cheek with his nose.
"You may be slender as a willow-wand, but you're getting heavy."
"You're getting poetic in your old age."
"Only after I've been well-serviced."
"Well-serviced? I take back poetic."
"Get off me, you twit." Billy laughed.
Dom rolled off him, unsticking their drying stomachs, and they looked at each other in sudden dismay.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Dom asked, making a face.
"If you're thinking that it looks like we're in for a chilly little skinny-dip, then yes."
"Bugger."
Author: Pippin (McTaggart_Pegg@hotmail.com)
Pairing: DomBilleh
Rating: NC-17 for beach porn :)
Disclaimer: Don't know 'em, never met 'em, this is all lies. (*sigh*)
Summary: Billy tastes like the sea, and Dom discovers a new kink.
Feedback: Yes please. Pretty please. I've discovered I'm a feedback junkie.
This is the smut part of the smutty schmoop. Some schmoop involved too. But really, mostly smut.
Many thanks to my very own beta,
Part One, Part Two
Dom's boxers suddenly felt restrictive. He knew that voice of Billy's--it was the one that meant Bill was hot and ready and about to pounce. And it never failed to turn Dom on. "Well, I'm not sure," he teased, his voice a bit hoarse. "I am a shy and delicate little flower, you know."
Billy's laugh rumbled in his chest. He suddenly rolled, trapping Dom against the blanket, and kissed him hard, his tongue plunging deep into Dom's mouth. Dom made a sound of approval, his lean strong fingers digging into Billy's back, finding the spaces between his ribs.
Billy moved over, laying full length on Dom, pressing his hard erection sidelong against Dom's without breaking the kiss. The thin, still slightly damp boxers they both wore soon warmed, and heated, and became irrelevant, except as slight protection against painful friction. Billy moved against him, rolled over, taking Dom with him until Dom lay on top. Billy wrapped his leg around Dom's upper thighs, pinning their bodies together.
Dom groaned. "I love it when you start with the sex wrestling."
"This isn't sex wrestling," Billy said in a rough voice. "This is just how I love the way you feel on me. Against me. When we get home where the baby oil is, then I'll show you sex wrestling."
"Promises, promises, Bills." Dom's tongue snaked out to lick a slick trail down his throat, press into the hollow at the base. "You taste like the sea." He covered the collarbone with his lips, sucked hard.
Billy groaned, thrust his hips up. "Don't do anything I can't hide."
Dom pulled back slightly to inspect his handiwork. "You can hide it. Just quit wearing your shirts open to your navel. Flash git."
Billy laughed lustily. "I never. Now quit playing around and concentrate."
"I am concentrating. I'm concentrating on playing around."
"Oh Dom. I love you, you know that?"
"I know," he said, drowning in Billy's arousal-darkened eyes. "Good to hear again, though. I love you too." Dom reached down, pushed Billy's leg away. Rolled off him and sat up.
"Dom? What are you doing?" Billy protested lazily, his hand reaching out.
Dom turned to look down at him, a grin on his lips. "If I'm going to be adventurous, I might as well do it up right." He got to his feet, then pulled his boxers off. Stood on the plaid blanket completely nude, and thrust his chest out, threw his arms wide. He tossed his head back and at the limit of his lungs shouted, "Top of the world, Ma!" And then dove onto Billy.
Who nearly convulsed with laughter. He finally shoved Dom off, howling, an arm over wet eyes. He managed to get himself under tenuous control, lifted his arm to look at Dom who was sitting beside him elbows akimbo and one eyebrow raised, and he was off into peals of laughter again.
Dom gave a long-suffering sigh and laid back on the blanket. "Let me know when you're done."
Billy only laughed harder, clutching at his side.
Billy's giggle was contagious, and Dom couldn't hold out any longer. He started to chuckle. "It wasn't that funny, Bill."
"Oh God, yes it was," Billy wheezed.
"You're going to hurt yourself."
"Too late!" he cried helplessly.
Dom snickered. "Serves you right, laughing at my lovely naked body like that."
"Not you--oh my God, top of the world. Unbelievable."
"You're pathetic."
Billy breathlessly retorted, "You really know--how to kill a mood." His giggles subsided a little, becoming more a battle to restore oxygen than anything else. "Ah God, I'm getting too old for this. I'm done for."
"Bollocks. I can make you feel like a horny young buck again," Dom leered.
"You can try. But that seriously took it out of me." He was starting to catch his breath. "You should warn me before you do things like that so I can steel myself."
"Nobody can prepare themselves for me."
"No kidding."
Dom rolled over, rose to his hands and knees. Locked his eyes on Billy's and crawled closer, moving like a cat, his spine rising, curving, falling.
Forgotten heat pooled in Billy's abdomen.
Dom straddled Billy's legs, lifted his weight off his palms to take Billy's shorts between his fingers and start slowly, agonizingly gently, tugging them down. Billy shifted his weight to assist, still breathing fast.
When Dom had the shorts to Billy's ankles, he smoothly lifted one foot at a time, caressing each as he pulled the cotton away. He dropped the boxers to one side, dropped his weight back onto his hands, and dropped his head down to kiss Billy's knee.
Billy murmured, "Dom…"
"Shh, Bills. Time for talking's over." He moved forward, leaning down again to press soft kisses into the still-silky skin of Billy's inner thighs.
"Ohh…" Billy moaned from the back of his throat. His cock grew harder, twitching in front of Dom's face.
Dom drank in the sight. Loved it when Billy's body overruled him, betrayed how turned on he was. He lived for the moments when Billy's precious, infamous control dissolved. Vowed it was going to happen again today.
Billy lifted his head, his eyes even darker than before. "Dom--"
"I'm on my way," he promised.
Billy lowered his head again, smiling, and said, "I thought you said no song lyrics."
"Billy?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Yes, Dom."
Dom kissed his way up to Billy's left hipbone. Moved across to the right, pausing halfway to breathe hotly on Billy's shaft. Kissed the other hipbone, sucking hard enough to bruise. Billy writhed.
"Dom--"
"I said shut up."
The hard note of command in Dom's voice caught Billy off-guard and he shuddered, his cock leaping. He moaned, then jammed his fist to his mouth.
Dom's stomach clenched with want, and his own erection grew even stiffer. "You can make all the noise you want, Billy. Just no talking."
Billy pulled his hand away from his mouth. Reached down, but Dom slid out of range. He grabbed the blanket to either side of him instead, twisting the material in his fists.
Dom kissed his way back down in between those thighs. He licked Billy's balls, the loose skin moving with his tongue like a cat's with the barbs. He paused when Billy grunted, unsure if that was the good grunt or the stop grunt, but when Billy's legs began to tremble and he moaned again, he took it as a sign to continue. He lifted his head, and with glittering eyes watching what he could see of Billy's face, softly nudged the gleaming cock in front of him with his nose. Billy jerked. Dom shifted his head to the side, and gently grazed up the full length with his stubbly cheek, going with the grain, taking care not to be too rough against the highly sensitive skin. Billy's back arched off the blanket, his head pushing down into the sand. He growled, barely keeping himself from forming words.
Dom traced up the ridge on the underside of Billy's cock with his tongue, stopping just short of the fluid gleaming at the tip. He had a better use planned for that teasing wetness. As Billy practically pulsated beneath him, Dom tilted his head to the side, laying it on the flat plane of Billy's hip, and put his lips against Billy's erection, wrapping his long tongue as far as he could around it.
"Oh, fucking hell, Dom," Billy snarled, forgetting himself, twisting on the blanket.
Dom immediately pulled away from Billy completely. With an edge to his voice asked, "What did I say?"
"God, Dom--" He strangled the material in his fingers.
"What did I say?"
"Oh God--no talking." Billy moaned. "I'm so hard it fucking hurts, Dom."
"I can make this last all day, Bill. You want this to last all day?" Dom palmed himself briefly, trying in vain to ease the pressure.
"No. Oh fuck, no, no, Dom, no. Please. Please. Please," he whimpered.
Dom nearly came on the spot, his hand on his cock. He had never, never heard Bill sound so needy before. He softened his voice a little. "Okay, Billy. No more talking, and I'll finish you."
Billy nodded frantically, and silently. His hands continued kneading at the plaid blanket on either side of him, the sand giving way beneath it.
Dom worked up the saliva in his mouth. Leaned back down to Billy's cock, and licked it all over, leaving a good slick coating behind. With his finger he spread the fluid from the tip and mixed it in. Billy threshed beneath his touch, moaning and making little mewling noises. Dom quickly spat in his hand, wet his own throbbing shaft, and then covered Billy's body with his own, pressing their cocks tightly together.
Billy immediately clutched at him with both hands and with a little cry, fingers digging in like he would never let go again, his arms wrapped tightly around him. He lunged upward as much as he could with Dom's weight holding him down and kissed him roughly, forcefully, as he began to thrust his hips against Dom's.
Dom kissed him back, tongues curling and twining in their own little sex act. He put his hands against Billy's hips, both to slow him down and to brace himself. Dom rocked himself backwards and forwards as Billy continued to pound upwards, forming an odd and exciting three point rhythm, and he knew it wouldn't take either of them long.
He pulled his mouth away from Billy's just in time, saying, "Only noise, Bill. No words." And then suddenly Billy was going over the edge, was coiling up underneath Dom, was releasing a haunting, keening cry like nothing Dom had ever heard before, and it carried Dom hurtling headlong over the precipice with him. The even rhythm was forsaken for a frantic onslaught of pumping, driving, thrusting fucking that grew slick and slippery with their mingled come.
Dom slowed first. He eased his pace, slid against Billy instead of roughly colliding. Billy was still caught up in the throes of a hard, hot orgasm that was wracking his body with shivers and shudders and spasms, his head thrown back, his neck exposed, the cords standing out sharply. He cried out once more, a wordless primal keen that made Dom gather him into his arms and hold on tightly, not letting go even when Billy slumped back, pulling Dom down with arms like deadweights, burying his sweating face in Dom's neck, panting.
"Holy fuck, Bill--" Dom whispered. "What the hell was that?"
"I don't know," he mumbled into Dom's skin, sounding a little shaken.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm so far beyond all right I don't know if I can find my way back."
Dom laughed quietly in relief. "Was that as good as it sounded?"
"Better. It's going to take days to recover the use of my legs." Billy started to get his breath back, started to get euphoric. "Fucking hell. We're coming back here every week, okay?"
"Okay, Bill," he grinned.
Billy reached up and took Dom's face in his hands. "Have I told you in the last five minutes how much I love you?"
"Last five minutes? Umm…no."
He reached up and kissed Dom, his mouth still hot and eager. Took Dom's lower lip between his teeth and tugged, before releasing him to say "I love you, Dominic."
"I love you too, Billy."
"Wait just a minute," Billy suddenly demanded. "Where the fuck did all that 'no talking' kink come from? That was new."
"It was, wasn't it," Dom said thoughtfully, smoothing the hair off Billy's forehead. "What did you think?"
"I thought you were trying to kill me," he complained with a little smile. "I've never been that painfully hard in my life, and there you were, dragging it out." Then he added, "But it was…erotic."
"That it was. I nearly attacked you when you bit your fist trying to stay quiet."
"So my Dom has himself a new kink," Billy said comfortably. "We can work with that."
"Yeah? Mmm. I'm very…excited to hear that," Dom smiled lazily, stroking Billy's cheek with his knuckles. "It goes well with your apparent beach kink."
"That's not a kink. Just a love of the great outdoors. Did you enjoy your first fresh-air sex?"
"I did." Dom confirmed. "With equal privacy, I'd be more than happy to attempt it again."
"I'll keep that in mind. Dom, love?"
"Yes, Billy?" Dom nuzzled Billy's cheek with his nose.
"You may be slender as a willow-wand, but you're getting heavy."
"You're getting poetic in your old age."
"Only after I've been well-serviced."
"Well-serviced? I take back poetic."
"Get off me, you twit." Billy laughed.
Dom rolled off him, unsticking their drying stomachs, and they looked at each other in sudden dismay.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Dom asked, making a face.
"If you're thinking that it looks like we're in for a chilly little skinny-dip, then yes."
"Bugger."

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Thank you, dearie. :)
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"I'm on my way," he promised.
Billy lowered his head again, smiling, and said, "I thought you said no song lyrics."
/home sweet home/
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Tee hee. Thank you very much. :)
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I had just deemed this my favorite part of the story, until I read the part about Billy having an earth-shattering orgasm that lasted forever... Now I need a shower.
And the award for most beautifully described cock-teasing goes to.... :)
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Enjoy your shower. ;)
And thank you very, very much. I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
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Thanks very much, hon.
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But I'm keeping a list of buttons now. Got any more I should know about? ;)
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Dom is the Spanish Inquisition.
I was thrilled to find this on my flist. I love that you post chapters so quickly, btw.
This, as usual, was a delight. The sex was hot but not too porny, and the dialogue (and lack thereof, erm) was excellent and in-character. Mostly what I have liked about this fic, however, is that it is sentimental and sweet and cute but manages not to be syrupy or manipulative.
One thing though: the loose skin moving with his tongue like a cat's with the barbs. This was totally a stopper for me. Not the idea; that's actually excellent, as it's vivid and hot and I completely understood it; the problem is "with the barbs" is (superfluous, I think, mainly) that it reads as the conclusion of a simile when it isn't.
Other than that though, ooh. I wish I could write like this.
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Thanks for the comments--I prefer to do sweet without causing diabetes, if I can. ;)
that it reads as the conclusion of a simile when it isn't. I completely understand what you mean--and thank you so much for the suggestion! I actually tried it as just "the loose skin moving with his tongue like a cat's." But I felt it was a little unclear as to what was like a cat's, the skin or the tongue, and I found it more distracting that way.
I'm glad you enjoyed it, and thanks so much for the great feedback!
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Ohmygod. You've killed me dead. With smut. Eep. But what a way to go! *fans self* Yep, that's a heart attack coming up right now!
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No dying allowed, missy!
Thank you very much. :)
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*giggles!*
Dom gave a long-suffering sigh and laid back on the blanket. "Let me know when you're done."
Billy only laughed harder, clutching at his side.
Billy's giggle was contagious, and Dom couldn't hold out any longer. He started to chuckle. "It wasn't that funny, Bill."
"Oh God, yes it was," Billy wheezed.
"You're going to hurt yourself."
"Too late!" he cried helplessly.
*wails with giggles*
Dom rolled over, rose to his hands and knees. Locked his eyes on Billy's and crawled closer, moving like a cat, his spine rising, curving, falling.
omfg. *squirms*
Dom worked up the saliva in his mouth. Leaned back down to Billy's cock, and licked it all over, leaving a good slick coating behind. With his finger he spread the fluid from the tip and mixed it in.
Oooh, that's good.
I love it! It's so refreshingly good. Keep it coming. Er. Pardon the pun.
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Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it!
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Hooray!
*squirms*
That was hot, but in a romantic way
*searches for towels*
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Tee hee, thank you! Yes, it's true, I'm a sap. Ah well, the world needs a few of us, right? :)
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Thank you very much! Sadly, it's true--I'm a sap. Ah well, the world has room for me anyway, right? ;)