NaNoWriMo - The Story So Far, Parts 45-48

Nov 13, 2005 14:47

I just want to make it clear that mgal asked "canbillyplzcalldomaslutsoonomg?" I'm only here to oblige her. *g*

45. Jackie's Strength

Feeling old by 21. I never thought my day would come.

Elijah/most of the cast, NC-17, 500 words

Elijah's birthday causes something of a predicament for his friends. After all, what do you get for someone like Elijah? You can't buy him CDs, because his collection is larger than theirs combined. You can't buy him video games, because Elijah always snags them on the day that they're released. He's got very specific taste in movies, so you can't buy him those, either. Books are out of the question, since the only thing they have ever seen Elijah read is Rolling Stone, which he always bitches about, citing the lack of quality writing about obscure bands as the reason for the decline of Western Civilization.

Dom's the first one to find a solution. For his birthday, he gives Elijah a handjob. He backs Elijah up against the bathroom wall in their favorite pub two days before his actual birthday, the better to surprise him. He wordlessly pulls Elijah's already half-hard cock out of his pants, and Elijah flushes. Dom blesses Elijah's youth and then jacks him off, whispering encouragement in his ear. Elijah comes with a small shout. Dom grins and washes his hands before heading back to the bar.

The next day, Billy corners Elijah immediately after Feet, when Astin and Dom have already left to find coffee in the catering tent. He kisses Elijah soundly on the mouth and then falls to his knees and unfastens Elijah's Hobbit pants. Billy displays a remarkable ability for deep-throating, and when Elijah comes, Billy swallows and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. He tucks Elijah back in and sends him off with a swat on the ass.

Viggo's the next one to get Elijah alone, right after shooting wraps on Elijah's birthday. Elijah is climbing into his car, headed out to the party that the cast is throwing for him at the bar. Viggo bends Elijah over the car and pulls his jeans down. Elijah rests his forehead against the hood of the car as Viggo slides two lubed fingers inside of him and strokes him until Elijah comes in his pants. Viggo wipes his hands on his jeans and whispers "Happy Birthday" in Elijah's ear.

When Elijah stops at home to get a change of clothes, he finds Orlando naked and waiting for him on the couch. There's a bottle of lube on the table next to him, and he's stroking his cock. He greets Elijah happily and turns over onto all fours, spreading himself for Elijah. Presented with the opportunity, Elijah can't resist.

Understandably, he's a little late to his own party.

Elijah's birthday party winds down, and he gets a little nervous when John approaches him. He tries to escape, but John corners him against the bar.

"I heard about your birthday presents," John says. "So I got you a little something." He produces an envelope from behind his back, and Elijah nervously opens it.

Elijah breathes a sigh of relief when he discovers it contains a gift certificate to his favorite record store.

*****

46. Jamaica Inn

The sexiest thing is trust.

Billy/Dom, NC-17, 500 words

Dom doesn't speak when Billy ties him to the headboard. When Billy pulls the leather straps around Dom's wrists just a little harder than necessary, Dom doesn't even squeak. He just blinks up at Billy, his expression unreadable.

Billy lubes up two fingers and pushes them into Dom without warning, but Dom stays silent, although his hands curl into fists, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms. Billy twists his hand and curls his fingers, and Dom nearly breaks, bucking his hips and sinking his teeth into his bottom lip. He pushes himself down onto Billy's hand, and Billy shakes his head and pulls his fingers away.

Billy's eyes gleam. "You're such a little slut, aren't you?" He teases one finger against Dom's opening, and Dom nods his head urgently. Billy presses against Dom, pushing a fraction of his index finger inside. "Tell me, Dommie."

The floodgates open, and Dom starts to beg. "I'm a slut, I'm a slut, I need you, Billy, please, please, god, I need you, please fuck me," he shouts, the words barely coherent. Dom's cock is hard and aching in the cock ring Billy has secured around it, and Billy leans down to place a gentle kiss on the head.

"You're my little slut, Dom," Billy says, and Dom closes his eyes and nods vigorously. Billy eases his index finger out and quickly replaces it with two, scissoring them inside Dom. Just as abruptly, he pulls out and sits up.

Billy slowly applies lube to his own cock. Dom watches hungrily, his mouth open and wrists twisted in the straps that bind him to the bed. Billy strokes himself, his cock glistening, and closes his eyes.

"I could jack off just watching you," Billy says. He looks into Dom's eyes as he thrusts into his hand, squeezing gently, then harder. "I could just come on your belly and leave you here, all trussed up. Leave you wanting. Should I do that, Dominic?" Billy asks. Dom shakes his head furiously. "Should I do that, Dominic?" Billy asks again.

"No, no, please no, please fuck me, please Billy, I need you," Dom answers, pulling wildly at his restraints.

Billy laughs and pushes Dom's hips apart, spreading him as wide as possible. He slides up, pushing his cock against Dom's ass. Dom stares at him wide-eyed, and Billy sheathes himself in Dom with one stroke.

Dom moves his hips to match Billy's, tightening around him until Billy can't take more. He reaches down and unfastens Dom's cock ring.

"Come for me, Dommie," Billy commands.

That's all Dom needs, and he spirals apart with Billy inside him, until it's too much for Billy to watch and he comes himself.

When Billy unties Dom, he rubs gently at each of his chafed wrists, soothing the angry skin. As soon as Dom is free, he curls up into Billy, winding himself around the older man until they are a tangle of limbs.

"Thank you," Dom whispers in Billy's ear.

*****

47. Juarez

You know that I can breathe even when I cheat.

Billy/Elijah, Billy/Dom, NC-17, 500 words

Elijah makes a tiny little noise, a barely audible grunt, when Billy pushes into him. It's enough to make Billy freeze where he is, half inside Elijah, and they both stay utterly still. The only sound in the room is the ticking of Billy's watch, and he counts the clicks until sixty before he reaches his hand up and presses his palm to Elijah's mouth. Elijah nods, an apology in his eyes. Billy pulls back, almost out, but the younger man wraps his legs around Billy's waist and pulls him back. Billy looks at him reproachfully, and Elijah nods and bites his lip.

It's enough for Billy. He presses back into Elijah, who drops his feet onto Billy's calves, the soles perfectly matching the contours of Billy's lower legs. Elijah thrusts his hips upward, Billy pulls back, and they fall into a rhythm together, forward and back. A drop of sweat forms on Billy's brow, and Elijah silently reaches up to wipe it away.

Billy pushes harder, biting his own tongue to keep from crying out, and he sees Elijah do the same when he reaches his hand down to wrap it around Elijah's cock. The stroke of Billy's hand matches the rhythm of their bodies, and Elijah gropes against the headboard for purchase, struggling for something to grasp. His hands finally fall on Billy's hips, gripping him tightly, but Billy barely feels it. He's too occupied by the hot, wet heat inside of Elijah, and the warmth pooling in his belly.

He comes before Elijah, so silently that he can hear his own heart pounding in his ears. Elijah gives Billy a moment to catch his breath before gently nudging his head down, where Billy sucks Elijah's cock until he comes, wordlessly. When they're both spent, Elijah curls up on his side and almost immediately falls to sleep, snoring with his mouth slightly open.

Billy takes a shower with the water as hot as he can stand, hot enough to turn his skin an angry pink. He washes every inch of his body, from his hair to the space between his toes. He brushes his teeth, flosses and rinses with mouthwash that should have an octane rating. When he's finished, he pulls on a pair of clean boxers and a white t-shirt. Billy pads barefoot down the hall, into the room next to Elijah's, and climbs into bed with Dom.

In the morning, the eastern sun filling the room with light, Billy wakes to find Dominic slipping under the covers. His mouth is hot and wet, and he works his way down Billy's body until he reaches Billy's already eager morning erection. Dom kisses Billy's flesh through his boxers, and then throws back the covers to pull the shorts off.

There are four small bruises on Billy's hip, and the memory of receiving them suddenly floods Billy's mind. Dom looks up at him, accusation in his eyes, and silently climbs out of bed, slamming the bedroom door behind him.

*****

48. Leather

I could just pretend that you love me. The night would lose all sense of fear.

Elijah/Billy/Dom, NC-17, 500 words

The first six months of filming were the hardest for Elijah. He was barely of age in his own country, yet he was working with people twice his age and with twice his talent, in a country halfway around the world. He'd never even lived alone, and yet there he was in New Zealand, going out to pubs most nights with Viggo and Orlando, Billy and Dom.

He learned a lot those first few months. He learned how to hold his liquor and how to hold a conversation with Viggo. He learned to deal with Orlando's early morning energy. He adjusted to life with The BillyandDom Show, and he learned that Tig wasn't a real game.

Elijah learned about acting, too. He figured out that there was a happy medium between Viggo's approach and the way that Dom could turn it on whenever the cameras rolled. He learned that you didn't have to walk around with a sword on your hip to find your character, and that he'd always benefit from a little bit of research.

Elijah also discovered that Dom nearly purrs like a kitten when Billy pushes inside of him, and that Billy, when he's a bottom, is quite a bossy one. He came to value the times that they invited him in, inside their house, inside their bed. Other people his age went to college, but Elijah learned anatomy from Billy and Dom. He saw the way Billy's toes curled when Dom flexed his fingers just so, and how Dom's tendons flexed when Billy bit down on the soft skin connecting his shoulder to his neck.

He learned about love by watching Billy and Dom. The way that Dom gently stroked the small of Billy's back when he entered him, that was love. Billy's smile when Dom opened for him without hesitation, that was love, too. Dom had this habit of stroking Billy's hand while they slept, and that was love. Billy made Dom's favorite breakfast on their rare days off, and Elijah couldn't put any other word to it.

Elijah pretended that he was part of that. When he was in their bed, Dom's cock buried in his ass, Billy's mouth attached to the pulse point in Dom's neck, Elijah imagined that Dom was looking at him the way he looked at Billy. He learned to take their gestures and make them his own. Billy's hand ruffling Dom's hair, that was for him. Dom's foot curving around Billy's ass, that was Elijah's, too. Elijah's favorite breakfast became whatever Billy cooked, because Billy always cooked his favorite breakfast for him. So Elijah learned to love eggs.

When he left New Zealand alone, Elijah took his education with him. He took Billy and Dom's love with him, carried it home with him to Los Angeles. When he cooked himself breakfast, Billy's light touch was on the small of his back while he worked at the stove, and Dom laughed with both of them while he sipped his coffee.

stories for boys, the story so far

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