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My newest RPS
Title: You Can’t Rape The Willing
Author: Allie
Author’s Email: allie_kear@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please, but constructive criticism only. I don’t want any people bitching about me because they don’t like the idea of writing about rape. I gave you all fair warning.
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd
Rating: STRONG NC17
Summary: Dom comes to Billy’s house with an agenda, and takes control of what he’s wanted for quite a long time. For your information, I switch point of view back and forth from Dom and Billy. This is shown by their names above the section in which they are thinking and speaking.
WARNING: The whole plot to this story is a RAPE between Dominic and Billy. If you don’t want to read about rape, DO NOT open this story.
Disclaimer: I don’t believe this ever happened, I don’t wish it to ever happen. This story is purely fiction.
DOMINIC
Who does that boy think he is? Sitting there, looking like the hottest thing since…since…fuck I don’t know…since Mel Gibson? Yuck! Who really likes Mel Gibson anyway? I sure don’t! I wonder if Billy does…?
Billy Boyd, with those beautiful green eyes. He just sits there with that smug look on his face. Yeah, he knows he’s gorgeous, I know he’s gorgeous, but does he have to flaunt it? Does he have to act like he’s God’s greatest gift to the world. But he is…I oughtta teach that boy a lesson. Teach him the reason pretty boys like him shouldn’t tempt rough guys like me.
“Dom…why are you looking at me like that?” Billy’s words bring me back to reality, and I’m forced to look into his eyes. His beautiful, green eyes. Aww, not the goddamn eyes again. I’ve got to get over them. They really aren't that beautiful…Who am I kidding? They’re wonderful. The most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen in my whole life. Damn him.
Sitting beside him on the couch, I’m only just a couple of inches from touching him. It would be so easy to just reach out and grab him. Grab him, and give him what he deserves. Teach that boy with the beautiful green eyes a lesson.
“Sorry Bills…lost in thought again…” he nods his head as if he believes me. He’s so trusting. I could seriously tell that boy the biggest lie in the world, and he’d probably believe me. Actually, there’s no probably about it…he’d definitely believe me.
His eyes are focused on the TV again. It would be so easy to pin him down. Pin him down, and have my way with him. He’d never see me coming. I don’t really know what’s stopping me. I really should just do it.
It’s inevitable now. I know why I came here today, and I know what I’m going to do. Billy will be mine. I’m gonna teach that boy a lesson, and I’m not leaving until I do.
BILLY
If he doesn’t stop starting at me like a hungry lion I am seriously gonna to lose it. Why did he come over here anyway? He showed up more than an hour ago, and in all that time, he’s barely said a word to me.
“So…uhh…Dom…what’s new with you?” Waiting….waiting…still waiting…Why isn't he answering me? What’s on his mind? Okay…I give up. We’ll just sit here and watch TV all day. What do I care? Besides, it’s kind of nice to not have to worry about carrying on a conversation with him.
Back to concentrating on the TV. I don’t know why I waste my time watching this shit. Wheel of Fortune- I can never, for the life of me, solve these stupid puzzles. At least this is easier than figuring out what’s going on in Dominic’s head. That’s a puzzle I’ll never be able to solve. And the good thing is, at the end of the show, we learn the answer to the puzzles on Wheel of Fortune. But at the end of the day, I know nothing more about Dom than I did at the beginning.
What is he doing? Oh my gosh, he’s still staring at me. I don’t think that guy has stopped staring at me since he walked in. It’s kind of freaky actually. What is on his mind?
Minutes pass. Neither of us has said a word. He’s fiddling with his fingers, a nervous habit he’s had for as long as I’ve known him. What is there to be nervous about? I can’t possibly think of anything to be nervous about. This night is getting stranger and stranger by the minute.
DOMINIC
Okay…deep breath, Monaghan. Deep breath. Just breathe, and then go for it. If you don’t do it now, you never will. Arms up, I fake a stretch, and within seconds, Billy’s wrists are in my hands and pinned to the couch. I’m on top of him.
Serious fear is cast across his face. In his eyes are a look of confusion, fear, and vulnerability. He’s mine.
“W-what are you doing Dom?” Should I grace him with an answer? I don’t think so. Wow, is he ever beautiful. The look of fear really suits him. His eyes are now a dark green, even sexier than before. His lips, they’re formed into a tight line, and in his cheeks, a blush is rising. He’s terrified.
Swooping my head down, I plant a rough kiss on his soft lips. Billy squirms and tries to pull away. He better learn quickly that by trying to escape, my grip on his wrists will only get tighter. My fingers tighten around his small, almost fragile wrists, completely encircling them.
“Dom” He’s begging now. I can see it in his expression. He wants to be set free. He wants this night to have never happened. Little does he know, his regrets will be even stronger by the end of the night. I’m gonna make Billy Boyd, with the beautiful green eyes regret that he ever let me into his house.
I lean down to kiss him again, and he turns his head. He really shouldn’t try to piss me off. The more he pisses me off, the rougher this is gonna be.
My fingers trail briefly over his chest, and then they sit, waiting at the bottom of his tee shirt. I hold eye contact with him, not allowing him to break away. Then, my fingers tuck under the edge of his shirt, and it’s pulled off in one quick swoop. He cries out, the cold touch of my fingers, and the cold air hitting his chest.
BILLY
Oh my god. What is happening? Why is he doing this to me? Is he gay? Since when has Dom been interested in men? Okay…relax Billy. He’s one of your best friends; he’d never rape you…would he? No…he couldn’t…he just…couldn’t. Great, now I doubt myself. No wonder he’s had that stupid nervous look on his face since he came here. I knew it, he came here with an agenda, and he’s not leaving until he’s succeeded in getting what he wants. I wonder if he realizes that after something like this, our friendship is over. I wonder if he even really cares…
I need to look away. I can’t look in his eyes anymore. Fire, passion, anger, raw lust…that’s all I see. What will he do if I look away? Would he hurt me? I close my eyes, and he takes that moment as a chance to unbutton my jeans. I shut my eyes even tighter when I feel my pants being pulled down my legs. He’s really going to do this. What do I do now? Scream?
Dom’s lips crush down upon mine. So much for screaming. His hands are roaming my body, I feel so dirty. Please…please let this be a dream. I can’t handle this if this is reality. I close my eyes, I open my eyes. I close my eyes, I open my eyes. It’s not a dream. This is happening for real.
I’m too weak. He’s much stronger than I am. There is no way I could fight him off if I tried. Now all I can hope for is for this to happen quickly. Just let him finish what he wants, and then leave.
DOMINIC
Why isn't he struggling? He’s just lying there, with a look of disgust on his face. His eyes are closed tight, obviously he’s afraid to look at me.
He’s almost naked, I just have to remove his boxers and then he’ll be mine. There’s nothing he can do; he’s helpless beneath me.
My hand slips beneath his boxers, and I touch his sex. It’s soft. No surprise there. Obviously he’s too scared to be aroused, but I bet once I start, he’ll learn to enjoy it.
His boxers go down, he’s completely naked, and exposed to me. Now, for my clothes. I release his wrists, and stand up. My knee is pressed against his side, forcing him up against the edge of the couch. There’s no way he could escape. My shirt comes off, and then my jeans follow. Finally, my boxers are off, and I’m naked.
He’s finally going to be mine. I’m finally going to teach gorgeous Billy Boyd, with the beautiful green eyes a lesson. I’m hard and ready. I lower myself on top of him, and run my hands along his body. Billy squirms, but he doesn’t try to pull away. He obviously just wants me to finish what I came here to do. Just get it done and over with. That’s fine with me.
I spread his legs apart with my knee, and he quickly shuts them. This is not going to be as easy as I thought. I release his wrists from my grip, and grab his knees. I hold his legs apart, and center myself at his entrance. With no lube, this is obviously going to be painful for him, but what do I care? I don’t…
With one quick thrust, I’m inside him. He’s so tight it almost hurts, but I begin to move in and out. His eyes are shut tight, but tears still manage to trickle out, and down his cheeks. He’s in pain. I push in, and pull out, forming a steady rhythm.
My hands roam his body, running against his shoulders, his chest, his nipples, his navel, and then his sex. I stroke it with one hand, while my other holds his wrists. My hand moves at the speed of my thrusts, and Billy begins to loosen up.
Despite the look of disgust on his face, Billy’s sex begins to get hard. It’s not fully hard, but beneath all the pain I’m causing, it feels good. It feels good to me, and it feels good to Billy.
My hand strokes faster along his erection, as my speed quickens. Billy tries to pull away. He’s losing his patience with me, as I am taking my time. Each thrust pushes me closer and closer to the edge, and Billy’s erection is now rock hard.
BILLY
If this doesn’t end soon, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Seriously, how long does it take this guy to cum? And, god damn it, why do I have to be hard? It’s leading him on. This doesn’t feel good. It’s horrible. But what do you expect? Sex is sex, no matter who it’s with. Of course I’m hard. It doesn’t mean that I’m actually enjoying it. Does it? No…no… it doesn’t.
He’s moving faster and faster. He’s obviously close to being done. It feels like it will never end. The burning is so bad; I’m going to be in pain for weeks to come. I’ll never fully heal, mentally or physically.
I open my eyes, and Dom’s head is tossed back in ecstasy, with his eyes closed. I’ve never seen him this way. He’s completely lost in what he’s doing, and enjoying every second of it.
I’m actually quite shocked at the way he’s acting. This is so un-Dominic like. He’s always been my best friend. The guy I told everything to, and the guy who told me everything in return. What changed? What happened? What made him want to ruin our friendship over one stupid night? One night of ecstasy for him, and a lifetime of friendship gone for us.
Friendship. I can’t imagine a life without Dominic. But could I really forgive him for what he’s done to me? I don’t know. Dom’s my best friend. Without him, I’d be completely lost. Is it wrong to want to still be friends after tonight? Is it wrong to have already forgiven him for what he’s doing? Maybe this isn't as bad as I thought it was…
DOMINIC
I’m so close. Sitting right on the edge of orgasm, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good. Sex with women have never felt this way. Why is it so good with Billy? It’s because he’s my best friend, damn it. That’s why. He’s such an amazing man; I could actually see myself with him.
One final thrust, and I’m finished. I release my seed deep inside of Billy, and then collapse on top of him. It was amazing…beyond amazing actually.
“I’ll be going now…” There’s no need to wait around. The longer I stay, the angrier he’s going to be. Billy’s hands wriggle free from my grip, and they find my shoulders. “Wait” he says. What does he mean ‘wait’? He couldn’t possibly have enjoyed that. He looked disgusted and hurt through the whole thing.
“Are you just going to leave without finishing me off?” I can’t believe the words that are coming from Billy’s mouth. He wants me to finish him off? “Billy…” But he stops me from talking by leaning up and kissing me. The kiss is soft, and sweet. Just like Billy.
“Dom…if you had wanted me…you could have just told me. At some point during this whole ordeal I learned something about myself. “What’s that?” I ask, unsure of what he’s talking about. “Our friendship…it’s irreplaceable. But Dom, it’s not only friendship. Dommie, I’ve fallen in love with you.” I’m shocked, and completely confused. “You’re saying you don’t care about the fact that I just raped you?” “No…besides…you can’t rape the willing. Even though I wasn’t willing at the start, I am now. Please Dom; let me make love to you.”
Well this has been the biggest shock of my life. I figured that after raping Billy, I would leave and probably never see him again. But here I am, lying down on the floor, allowing my best friend to make love to me. Billy Boyd, with those beautiful green eyes; he’s finally mine. Things have changed, and for the better…I’m sure.
Title: You Can’t Rape The Willing
Author: Allie
Author’s Email: allie_kear@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please, but constructive criticism only. I don’t want any people bitching about me because they don’t like the idea of writing about rape. I gave you all fair warning.
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd
Rating: STRONG NC17
Summary: Dom comes to Billy’s house with an agenda, and takes control of what he’s wanted for quite a long time. For your information, I switch point of view back and forth from Dom and Billy. This is shown by their names above the section in which they are thinking and speaking.
WARNING: The whole plot to this story is a RAPE between Dominic and Billy. If you don’t want to read about rape, DO NOT open this story.
Disclaimer: I don’t believe this ever happened, I don’t wish it to ever happen. This story is purely fiction.
DOMINIC
Who does that boy think he is? Sitting there, looking like the hottest thing since…since…fuck I don’t know…since Mel Gibson? Yuck! Who really likes Mel Gibson anyway? I sure don’t! I wonder if Billy does…?
Billy Boyd, with those beautiful green eyes. He just sits there with that smug look on his face. Yeah, he knows he’s gorgeous, I know he’s gorgeous, but does he have to flaunt it? Does he have to act like he’s God’s greatest gift to the world. But he is…I oughtta teach that boy a lesson. Teach him the reason pretty boys like him shouldn’t tempt rough guys like me.
“Dom…why are you looking at me like that?” Billy’s words bring me back to reality, and I’m forced to look into his eyes. His beautiful, green eyes. Aww, not the goddamn eyes again. I’ve got to get over them. They really aren't that beautiful…Who am I kidding? They’re wonderful. The most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen in my whole life. Damn him.
Sitting beside him on the couch, I’m only just a couple of inches from touching him. It would be so easy to just reach out and grab him. Grab him, and give him what he deserves. Teach that boy with the beautiful green eyes a lesson.
“Sorry Bills…lost in thought again…” he nods his head as if he believes me. He’s so trusting. I could seriously tell that boy the biggest lie in the world, and he’d probably believe me. Actually, there’s no probably about it…he’d definitely believe me.
His eyes are focused on the TV again. It would be so easy to pin him down. Pin him down, and have my way with him. He’d never see me coming. I don’t really know what’s stopping me. I really should just do it.
It’s inevitable now. I know why I came here today, and I know what I’m going to do. Billy will be mine. I’m gonna teach that boy a lesson, and I’m not leaving until I do.
BILLY
If he doesn’t stop starting at me like a hungry lion I am seriously gonna to lose it. Why did he come over here anyway? He showed up more than an hour ago, and in all that time, he’s barely said a word to me.
“So…uhh…Dom…what’s new with you?” Waiting….waiting…still waiting…Why isn't he answering me? What’s on his mind? Okay…I give up. We’ll just sit here and watch TV all day. What do I care? Besides, it’s kind of nice to not have to worry about carrying on a conversation with him.
Back to concentrating on the TV. I don’t know why I waste my time watching this shit. Wheel of Fortune- I can never, for the life of me, solve these stupid puzzles. At least this is easier than figuring out what’s going on in Dominic’s head. That’s a puzzle I’ll never be able to solve. And the good thing is, at the end of the show, we learn the answer to the puzzles on Wheel of Fortune. But at the end of the day, I know nothing more about Dom than I did at the beginning.
What is he doing? Oh my gosh, he’s still staring at me. I don’t think that guy has stopped staring at me since he walked in. It’s kind of freaky actually. What is on his mind?
Minutes pass. Neither of us has said a word. He’s fiddling with his fingers, a nervous habit he’s had for as long as I’ve known him. What is there to be nervous about? I can’t possibly think of anything to be nervous about. This night is getting stranger and stranger by the minute.
DOMINIC
Okay…deep breath, Monaghan. Deep breath. Just breathe, and then go for it. If you don’t do it now, you never will. Arms up, I fake a stretch, and within seconds, Billy’s wrists are in my hands and pinned to the couch. I’m on top of him.
Serious fear is cast across his face. In his eyes are a look of confusion, fear, and vulnerability. He’s mine.
“W-what are you doing Dom?” Should I grace him with an answer? I don’t think so. Wow, is he ever beautiful. The look of fear really suits him. His eyes are now a dark green, even sexier than before. His lips, they’re formed into a tight line, and in his cheeks, a blush is rising. He’s terrified.
Swooping my head down, I plant a rough kiss on his soft lips. Billy squirms and tries to pull away. He better learn quickly that by trying to escape, my grip on his wrists will only get tighter. My fingers tighten around his small, almost fragile wrists, completely encircling them.
“Dom” He’s begging now. I can see it in his expression. He wants to be set free. He wants this night to have never happened. Little does he know, his regrets will be even stronger by the end of the night. I’m gonna make Billy Boyd, with the beautiful green eyes regret that he ever let me into his house.
I lean down to kiss him again, and he turns his head. He really shouldn’t try to piss me off. The more he pisses me off, the rougher this is gonna be.
My fingers trail briefly over his chest, and then they sit, waiting at the bottom of his tee shirt. I hold eye contact with him, not allowing him to break away. Then, my fingers tuck under the edge of his shirt, and it’s pulled off in one quick swoop. He cries out, the cold touch of my fingers, and the cold air hitting his chest.
BILLY
Oh my god. What is happening? Why is he doing this to me? Is he gay? Since when has Dom been interested in men? Okay…relax Billy. He’s one of your best friends; he’d never rape you…would he? No…he couldn’t…he just…couldn’t. Great, now I doubt myself. No wonder he’s had that stupid nervous look on his face since he came here. I knew it, he came here with an agenda, and he’s not leaving until he’s succeeded in getting what he wants. I wonder if he realizes that after something like this, our friendship is over. I wonder if he even really cares…
I need to look away. I can’t look in his eyes anymore. Fire, passion, anger, raw lust…that’s all I see. What will he do if I look away? Would he hurt me? I close my eyes, and he takes that moment as a chance to unbutton my jeans. I shut my eyes even tighter when I feel my pants being pulled down my legs. He’s really going to do this. What do I do now? Scream?
Dom’s lips crush down upon mine. So much for screaming. His hands are roaming my body, I feel so dirty. Please…please let this be a dream. I can’t handle this if this is reality. I close my eyes, I open my eyes. I close my eyes, I open my eyes. It’s not a dream. This is happening for real.
I’m too weak. He’s much stronger than I am. There is no way I could fight him off if I tried. Now all I can hope for is for this to happen quickly. Just let him finish what he wants, and then leave.
DOMINIC
Why isn't he struggling? He’s just lying there, with a look of disgust on his face. His eyes are closed tight, obviously he’s afraid to look at me.
He’s almost naked, I just have to remove his boxers and then he’ll be mine. There’s nothing he can do; he’s helpless beneath me.
My hand slips beneath his boxers, and I touch his sex. It’s soft. No surprise there. Obviously he’s too scared to be aroused, but I bet once I start, he’ll learn to enjoy it.
His boxers go down, he’s completely naked, and exposed to me. Now, for my clothes. I release his wrists, and stand up. My knee is pressed against his side, forcing him up against the edge of the couch. There’s no way he could escape. My shirt comes off, and then my jeans follow. Finally, my boxers are off, and I’m naked.
He’s finally going to be mine. I’m finally going to teach gorgeous Billy Boyd, with the beautiful green eyes a lesson. I’m hard and ready. I lower myself on top of him, and run my hands along his body. Billy squirms, but he doesn’t try to pull away. He obviously just wants me to finish what I came here to do. Just get it done and over with. That’s fine with me.
I spread his legs apart with my knee, and he quickly shuts them. This is not going to be as easy as I thought. I release his wrists from my grip, and grab his knees. I hold his legs apart, and center myself at his entrance. With no lube, this is obviously going to be painful for him, but what do I care? I don’t…
With one quick thrust, I’m inside him. He’s so tight it almost hurts, but I begin to move in and out. His eyes are shut tight, but tears still manage to trickle out, and down his cheeks. He’s in pain. I push in, and pull out, forming a steady rhythm.
My hands roam his body, running against his shoulders, his chest, his nipples, his navel, and then his sex. I stroke it with one hand, while my other holds his wrists. My hand moves at the speed of my thrusts, and Billy begins to loosen up.
Despite the look of disgust on his face, Billy’s sex begins to get hard. It’s not fully hard, but beneath all the pain I’m causing, it feels good. It feels good to me, and it feels good to Billy.
My hand strokes faster along his erection, as my speed quickens. Billy tries to pull away. He’s losing his patience with me, as I am taking my time. Each thrust pushes me closer and closer to the edge, and Billy’s erection is now rock hard.
BILLY
If this doesn’t end soon, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Seriously, how long does it take this guy to cum? And, god damn it, why do I have to be hard? It’s leading him on. This doesn’t feel good. It’s horrible. But what do you expect? Sex is sex, no matter who it’s with. Of course I’m hard. It doesn’t mean that I’m actually enjoying it. Does it? No…no… it doesn’t.
He’s moving faster and faster. He’s obviously close to being done. It feels like it will never end. The burning is so bad; I’m going to be in pain for weeks to come. I’ll never fully heal, mentally or physically.
I open my eyes, and Dom’s head is tossed back in ecstasy, with his eyes closed. I’ve never seen him this way. He’s completely lost in what he’s doing, and enjoying every second of it.
I’m actually quite shocked at the way he’s acting. This is so un-Dominic like. He’s always been my best friend. The guy I told everything to, and the guy who told me everything in return. What changed? What happened? What made him want to ruin our friendship over one stupid night? One night of ecstasy for him, and a lifetime of friendship gone for us.
Friendship. I can’t imagine a life without Dominic. But could I really forgive him for what he’s done to me? I don’t know. Dom’s my best friend. Without him, I’d be completely lost. Is it wrong to want to still be friends after tonight? Is it wrong to have already forgiven him for what he’s doing? Maybe this isn't as bad as I thought it was…
DOMINIC
I’m so close. Sitting right on the edge of orgasm, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good. Sex with women have never felt this way. Why is it so good with Billy? It’s because he’s my best friend, damn it. That’s why. He’s such an amazing man; I could actually see myself with him.
One final thrust, and I’m finished. I release my seed deep inside of Billy, and then collapse on top of him. It was amazing…beyond amazing actually.
“I’ll be going now…” There’s no need to wait around. The longer I stay, the angrier he’s going to be. Billy’s hands wriggle free from my grip, and they find my shoulders. “Wait” he says. What does he mean ‘wait’? He couldn’t possibly have enjoyed that. He looked disgusted and hurt through the whole thing.
“Are you just going to leave without finishing me off?” I can’t believe the words that are coming from Billy’s mouth. He wants me to finish him off? “Billy…” But he stops me from talking by leaning up and kissing me. The kiss is soft, and sweet. Just like Billy.
“Dom…if you had wanted me…you could have just told me. At some point during this whole ordeal I learned something about myself. “What’s that?” I ask, unsure of what he’s talking about. “Our friendship…it’s irreplaceable. But Dom, it’s not only friendship. Dommie, I’ve fallen in love with you.” I’m shocked, and completely confused. “You’re saying you don’t care about the fact that I just raped you?” “No…besides…you can’t rape the willing. Even though I wasn’t willing at the start, I am now. Please Dom; let me make love to you.”
Well this has been the biggest shock of my life. I figured that after raping Billy, I would leave and probably never see him again. But here I am, lying down on the floor, allowing my best friend to make love to me. Billy Boyd, with those beautiful green eyes; he’s finally mine. Things have changed, and for the better…I’m sure.