Nightshot (Part Two)
Title: Nightshot (Part Two)
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Two hobbits and a videocamera... what could happen?
Author's Note: Merry Christmas, canciona! This is the first part of your present and the second should be done by the New Year. It's not quite what you wanted but I hope you still like it!
Author's Note 2: This is based off the original ficlet I wrote some months back. I have included the original so it makes more sense.
Huge thanks to tigertale7 for the beta. :)
Original ficlet-
He slowly moves across the room, trying not to stumble in the darkness.
"Where are you?" he whispers. "I can't see a bloody thing in here."
"That's the point of darkness, Bill," a voice replies.
His eyes begin to adjust until he can see dim outlines of things in the room, including the other man.
"And why are we in darkness? I thought you liked watching me."
"I do... I like imagining you, too."
Billy smiles as he stops inches away from the other man, wearing nothing but pajama bottoms that look older than he is.
"Practicing for the upcoming months?" Arms wrap around his waist and roughly pull him closer. Dominic's warm breath ghosts over his A/C chilled skin.
"Stuck on an island filming a show about people stuck on an island."
"Life imitates art."
"Art imitates life."
"Then why haven't you had sex with me on film?"
"Who says I haven't?"
Billy's eyes slide to the left until he spots the red light glowing in the far corner of the room. "Nightshot?"
Teeth graze the side of his neck. "I love..." A nibble just below his ear and Billy's eyes roll back in his head. "...Lijah's camera."
* * * * *
After the incident earlier in the year when Dom had borrowed Elijah’s camera to videotape Billy and himself having sex, he honestly shouldn’t have been surprised by the present he received the night before his birthday.
“S’not my birthday yet, Bills. I can’t open it,” Dominic whines, pretending not to want the present.
“Trust me, Dom, you’ll want this one tonight,” Billy replies with twinkling eyes. He finishes off his beer and sets the bottle on the coffee table.
Eyebrow rising, Dominic looks down at the wrapped present in his lap and inwardly debates. Part of him wants to know what kind of present would put that look on Billy’s face and part of him believes it’s a joke, that Billy is just having a go at him. He decides to let the other man have his fun.
“Fine, but if it’s a dildo, I’m going to beat you with it before I tie you to that chair and torture you with the slowest build up to orgasm of your life.” Billy chuckles and Dominic peers at the tape on one edge of the wrapping. “Or I’ll make you fuck a watermelon.”
Billy cocks an eyebrow at the other man. “What?”
It’s Dominic’s turn to laugh as his fingers slowly peel the tape back.
“Come on, Monaghan. Put your back into it and open it already.”
With a sigh, Dominic tears the paper, revealing a small yet heavy box. “It’s already been opened.”
“I had to charge the battery,” Billy replies nonchalantly causing Dominic to quickly look up, eyes meeting a green stare. The younger man lifts an eyebrow and tilts his head in silent question. Billy’s lips twist in an almost wicked smile while Dominic’s long fingers delve into the box. “It’s not exactly the same as Lijah’s, but in some ways I think it might be better.”
As Billy finishes his sentence, Dominic pulls out a rectangular object with curved edges and looks back to Billy, an entirely new question lurking in his eyes.
“Like the fact that it comes with a remote,” Bill says, standing up and walking around the coffee table to Dominic’s position on the couch. He kneels on the floor in front of Dominic, hands on the other man’s knees, fingers splayed over his thighs. “Intrigued? Has your interest peaked yet?”
“I’m past intrigued,” Dominic says with a smile. “But my interest has certainly... ‘peaked...’ was the word you used?”
“Aye, it was.” Slender fingers crawl their way up Dominic’s thighs to the button of his pants, popping it open. He moves to the zipper, sliding it down to reveal flushed skin. Dominic lifts his hips off the couch as Billy slips his lover’s pants off his hips and down to his knees. The other man’s cock lies half-erect and pleading for more. Billy thinks if he looks closely enough he could probably see Dominic’s pulse quickening in the shaft. Billy swipes his tongue around the head, then looks up to say, “Interest not fully peaked yet, I see.” He licks the head again and feels Dominic’s cock stiffen. “We’re getting there.”
Dominic’s breathing becomes heavier as Billy’s warm breath teases his sensitive? skin.
Billy watches Dom’s pink tongue glide across his dry lips and unconsciously does the same, lips brushing the tip of his lover’s almost fully erect cock.
“Fuck, Bills,” he gasps.
“I think it’s time we relocated to your bedroom,” Billy whispers, cheek resting against the inside of Dominic’s thigh.
“Why?”
Smiling, Billy stands and leans over Dominic, hands on the couch on either side of Dominic. “Because the tripod is already set up in there.” Without another word, Billy straightens himself and takes Dominic’s hand in his, helping him stand and leading him to the bedroom.
* * * * *
Billy’s tongue slides down his body, teasing the muscles of his belly, as Dominic glances around the room and sees the telltale red light of the video camera.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Dominic sighs as Billy’s fingers roll his balls against the palm of his hand. “Fuck!”
“It’s not like we haven’t done this before, Dommie. I do believe it was originally your idea...”
“Yeah, that’s the thing,” Dom says between heavy sighs as Billy continues to play with his balls and kiss the line of his hip to his pelvis. “It was my idea then. And now...” His breath hitches as Billy’s teeth sink into the flesh just above his cock. “Fuck, Billy! Don’t fucking do that!”
Billy moves back up Dominic’s body until their noses meet and their cocks rub together, causing both men to moan and gasp simultaneously.
“Fuck,” Billy murmurs against Dominic’s mouth, tongue ghosting along his lover’s lips.
“Please,” Dominic cries, arching up to slide their cocks together. “Please, Billy.”
“Seeing as it isn’t your birthday yet...”
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Billy! If you’ve wound me up just to get a laugh I am going to fucking...”
Billy’s mouth stops Dom’s tirade quite effectively.
“You get to do all the work,” he said, breaking away.
“What?”
“Since it isn’t your birthday yet, you have to work for your present.”
A knowing smirk curls Dominic’s mouth and the two men switch positions. Billy settles beneath Dominic, who leans down for a passionate kiss. Billy’s hands wander his lover’s back, fingers splaying over the tensing chords of muscle.
“I thought I had to work for it?” Dominic murmurs against Billy’s mouth as their cocks continue to rub together.
“I’m merely encouraging you to go faster,” Billy replies, pressing up again. Dominic bites his bottom lip as his eyes slide to the clock on his bedside table. It now reads 11:49PM.
“Guess we don’t have a lot of time then.” Wetting his fingers with saliva, Dominic grins at the other man, eyes dark with desire. His lips meet Billy’s once more before his fingers move to Billy’s entrance, one sliding in, followed quickly by a second, and curling to make Billy moan into his mouth and buck upward.
Billy’s “Fuck!” is swallowed by the kiss as Dominic quickly adds another finger, which in turn glides in and out of his lover. The smaller man’s eyes are shut tight while his tongue delves into Dominic’s waiting mouth.
Dominic removes his fingers and lines himself up with Billy’s entrance, one hand gripping the other man’s hip. The head of his cock nudges the tight ring and Billy relaxes the muscle allowing Dominic to slide in easily. Breaking the kiss, Dominic presses his forehead to Billy’s shoulder, lips placing feather kisses against the other man’s skin as he starts a slow rhythm which swiftly gathers momentum until the strength of Dominic’s thrusts lift Billy’s lower body off the bed. Fingernails carve half-moons into Dominic’s back, but he hardly notices. Billy is tight and hot, clenching around him and making Dominic shiver and sink his teeth into Billy’s shoulder.
“Shit, Dom,” Billy moans as Dominic moves faster, filling him and bumping his sweet spot with each thrust.
The seconds fly by as the younger man pounds into Billy, fucking him hard until he starts panting, heart racing and sweat forming on his brow. The fire brews in his belly, flames licking and teasing his spine as Dominic’s fingers curl around his cock, fist pumping furiously to keep up with his body’s rhythm. Billy arches against Dominic, forcing the palm of his lover’s hand lower on his shaft, relishing the friction.
“Fuck, Bills,” Dominic whispers before lifting his head to bring his mouth back to Billy’s. “Fuck, yes.”
“Yes...” Billy hisses and tightens around Dominic, trapping him. Dominic’s hand keeps moving, wrist flicking and fingers spreading the pre-cum over his lover’s shaft. As Billy gets closer, he relaxes his body allowing Dominic to regain his rhythm, his grip growing firm on bill’s hip again.
Dominic’s moans grow louder as he slams in and out, balls tensing as the orgasm rises in his body. Billy writhes beneath him, whimpers filling Dominic’s ears and sending jolts straight to his cock. Three more thrusts and Dominic is shaking as he comes inside Billy hot and fast, blood near boiling. Still moving in and out of Billy’s body, he keeps his pace on his lover’s shaft until Billy comes in his hand.
Dom collapses against Billy, head resting on his chest, panting and sticky with Billy’s come and sweat. Billy slowly opens his eyes and blindly searches the sheets for the remote. Once he finds it, he points it toward the camera and switches it off then drops the remote on the floor beside the bed.
Dominic sighs against Bill’s skin, lips parted as his heartbeat returns to normal. Billy lazily wraps his arms around Dominic, placing a soft kiss to his forehead. The smell of sex lingers in the room as their bodies cool down. Billy glances at the clock from the corner of his eye and smiles as he sees 12:02. Cheek still resting against Dominic’s brow, he kisses him again, tightening his grip ever so slightly around the younger man.
“Happy Birthday, Dom.”
Pairing: Monaboyd
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Two hobbits and a videocamera... what could happen?
Author's Note: Merry Christmas, canciona! This is the first part of your present and the second should be done by the New Year. It's not quite what you wanted but I hope you still like it!
Author's Note 2: This is based off the original ficlet I wrote some months back. I have included the original so it makes more sense.
Huge thanks to tigertale7 for the beta. :)
Original ficlet-
He slowly moves across the room, trying not to stumble in the darkness.
"Where are you?" he whispers. "I can't see a bloody thing in here."
"That's the point of darkness, Bill," a voice replies.
His eyes begin to adjust until he can see dim outlines of things in the room, including the other man.
"And why are we in darkness? I thought you liked watching me."
"I do... I like imagining you, too."
Billy smiles as he stops inches away from the other man, wearing nothing but pajama bottoms that look older than he is.
"Practicing for the upcoming months?" Arms wrap around his waist and roughly pull him closer. Dominic's warm breath ghosts over his A/C chilled skin.
"Stuck on an island filming a show about people stuck on an island."
"Life imitates art."
"Art imitates life."
"Then why haven't you had sex with me on film?"
"Who says I haven't?"
Billy's eyes slide to the left until he spots the red light glowing in the far corner of the room. "Nightshot?"
Teeth graze the side of his neck. "I love..." A nibble just below his ear and Billy's eyes roll back in his head. "...Lijah's camera."
* * * * *
After the incident earlier in the year when Dom had borrowed Elijah’s camera to videotape Billy and himself having sex, he honestly shouldn’t have been surprised by the present he received the night before his birthday.
“S’not my birthday yet, Bills. I can’t open it,” Dominic whines, pretending not to want the present.
“Trust me, Dom, you’ll want this one tonight,” Billy replies with twinkling eyes. He finishes off his beer and sets the bottle on the coffee table.
Eyebrow rising, Dominic looks down at the wrapped present in his lap and inwardly debates. Part of him wants to know what kind of present would put that look on Billy’s face and part of him believes it’s a joke, that Billy is just having a go at him. He decides to let the other man have his fun.
“Fine, but if it’s a dildo, I’m going to beat you with it before I tie you to that chair and torture you with the slowest build up to orgasm of your life.” Billy chuckles and Dominic peers at the tape on one edge of the wrapping. “Or I’ll make you fuck a watermelon.”
Billy cocks an eyebrow at the other man. “What?”
It’s Dominic’s turn to laugh as his fingers slowly peel the tape back.
“Come on, Monaghan. Put your back into it and open it already.”
With a sigh, Dominic tears the paper, revealing a small yet heavy box. “It’s already been opened.”
“I had to charge the battery,” Billy replies nonchalantly causing Dominic to quickly look up, eyes meeting a green stare. The younger man lifts an eyebrow and tilts his head in silent question. Billy’s lips twist in an almost wicked smile while Dominic’s long fingers delve into the box. “It’s not exactly the same as Lijah’s, but in some ways I think it might be better.”
As Billy finishes his sentence, Dominic pulls out a rectangular object with curved edges and looks back to Billy, an entirely new question lurking in his eyes.
“Like the fact that it comes with a remote,” Bill says, standing up and walking around the coffee table to Dominic’s position on the couch. He kneels on the floor in front of Dominic, hands on the other man’s knees, fingers splayed over his thighs. “Intrigued? Has your interest peaked yet?”
“I’m past intrigued,” Dominic says with a smile. “But my interest has certainly... ‘peaked...’ was the word you used?”
“Aye, it was.” Slender fingers crawl their way up Dominic’s thighs to the button of his pants, popping it open. He moves to the zipper, sliding it down to reveal flushed skin. Dominic lifts his hips off the couch as Billy slips his lover’s pants off his hips and down to his knees. The other man’s cock lies half-erect and pleading for more. Billy thinks if he looks closely enough he could probably see Dominic’s pulse quickening in the shaft. Billy swipes his tongue around the head, then looks up to say, “Interest not fully peaked yet, I see.” He licks the head again and feels Dominic’s cock stiffen. “We’re getting there.”
Dominic’s breathing becomes heavier as Billy’s warm breath teases his sensitive? skin.
Billy watches Dom’s pink tongue glide across his dry lips and unconsciously does the same, lips brushing the tip of his lover’s almost fully erect cock.
“Fuck, Bills,” he gasps.
“I think it’s time we relocated to your bedroom,” Billy whispers, cheek resting against the inside of Dominic’s thigh.
“Why?”
Smiling, Billy stands and leans over Dominic, hands on the couch on either side of Dominic. “Because the tripod is already set up in there.” Without another word, Billy straightens himself and takes Dominic’s hand in his, helping him stand and leading him to the bedroom.
* * * * *
Billy’s tongue slides down his body, teasing the muscles of his belly, as Dominic glances around the room and sees the telltale red light of the video camera.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Dominic sighs as Billy’s fingers roll his balls against the palm of his hand. “Fuck!”
“It’s not like we haven’t done this before, Dommie. I do believe it was originally your idea...”
“Yeah, that’s the thing,” Dom says between heavy sighs as Billy continues to play with his balls and kiss the line of his hip to his pelvis. “It was my idea then. And now...” His breath hitches as Billy’s teeth sink into the flesh just above his cock. “Fuck, Billy! Don’t fucking do that!”
Billy moves back up Dominic’s body until their noses meet and their cocks rub together, causing both men to moan and gasp simultaneously.
“Fuck,” Billy murmurs against Dominic’s mouth, tongue ghosting along his lover’s lips.
“Please,” Dominic cries, arching up to slide their cocks together. “Please, Billy.”
“Seeing as it isn’t your birthday yet...”
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Billy! If you’ve wound me up just to get a laugh I am going to fucking...”
Billy’s mouth stops Dom’s tirade quite effectively.
“You get to do all the work,” he said, breaking away.
“What?”
“Since it isn’t your birthday yet, you have to work for your present.”
A knowing smirk curls Dominic’s mouth and the two men switch positions. Billy settles beneath Dominic, who leans down for a passionate kiss. Billy’s hands wander his lover’s back, fingers splaying over the tensing chords of muscle.
“I thought I had to work for it?” Dominic murmurs against Billy’s mouth as their cocks continue to rub together.
“I’m merely encouraging you to go faster,” Billy replies, pressing up again. Dominic bites his bottom lip as his eyes slide to the clock on his bedside table. It now reads 11:49PM.
“Guess we don’t have a lot of time then.” Wetting his fingers with saliva, Dominic grins at the other man, eyes dark with desire. His lips meet Billy’s once more before his fingers move to Billy’s entrance, one sliding in, followed quickly by a second, and curling to make Billy moan into his mouth and buck upward.
Billy’s “Fuck!” is swallowed by the kiss as Dominic quickly adds another finger, which in turn glides in and out of his lover. The smaller man’s eyes are shut tight while his tongue delves into Dominic’s waiting mouth.
Dominic removes his fingers and lines himself up with Billy’s entrance, one hand gripping the other man’s hip. The head of his cock nudges the tight ring and Billy relaxes the muscle allowing Dominic to slide in easily. Breaking the kiss, Dominic presses his forehead to Billy’s shoulder, lips placing feather kisses against the other man’s skin as he starts a slow rhythm which swiftly gathers momentum until the strength of Dominic’s thrusts lift Billy’s lower body off the bed. Fingernails carve half-moons into Dominic’s back, but he hardly notices. Billy is tight and hot, clenching around him and making Dominic shiver and sink his teeth into Billy’s shoulder.
“Shit, Dom,” Billy moans as Dominic moves faster, filling him and bumping his sweet spot with each thrust.
The seconds fly by as the younger man pounds into Billy, fucking him hard until he starts panting, heart racing and sweat forming on his brow. The fire brews in his belly, flames licking and teasing his spine as Dominic’s fingers curl around his cock, fist pumping furiously to keep up with his body’s rhythm. Billy arches against Dominic, forcing the palm of his lover’s hand lower on his shaft, relishing the friction.
“Fuck, Bills,” Dominic whispers before lifting his head to bring his mouth back to Billy’s. “Fuck, yes.”
“Yes...” Billy hisses and tightens around Dominic, trapping him. Dominic’s hand keeps moving, wrist flicking and fingers spreading the pre-cum over his lover’s shaft. As Billy gets closer, he relaxes his body allowing Dominic to regain his rhythm, his grip growing firm on bill’s hip again.
Dominic’s moans grow louder as he slams in and out, balls tensing as the orgasm rises in his body. Billy writhes beneath him, whimpers filling Dominic’s ears and sending jolts straight to his cock. Three more thrusts and Dominic is shaking as he comes inside Billy hot and fast, blood near boiling. Still moving in and out of Billy’s body, he keeps his pace on his lover’s shaft until Billy comes in his hand.
Dom collapses against Billy, head resting on his chest, panting and sticky with Billy’s come and sweat. Billy slowly opens his eyes and blindly searches the sheets for the remote. Once he finds it, he points it toward the camera and switches it off then drops the remote on the floor beside the bed.
Dominic sighs against Bill’s skin, lips parted as his heartbeat returns to normal. Billy lazily wraps his arms around Dominic, placing a soft kiss to his forehead. The smell of sex lingers in the room as their bodies cool down. Billy glances at the clock from the corner of his eye and smiles as he sees 12:02. Cheek still resting against Dominic’s brow, he kisses him again, tightening his grip ever so slightly around the younger man.
“Happy Birthday, Dom.”