Fic - He Has No Real Idea, Chapter 2 - Dom/Billy
Author - Carribbe
Pairing - Billy/Dom
Rating - Soft R
Disclaimer - all fiction (no one get crazy)..
Contains - sexual situations and innuendo, continued from Chapter 1.
“Disappointed?” Billy questioned softly.
Returning his gaze to Billy, Dom gathered his courage before responding. Be it his need for strength or leverage, he wasn’t sure, but he had been clinging tightly to Billy’s shoulders as he struggled to formulate his thoughts into words. Realizing this now, he blushed slightly before continuing, his cheeks pink and flushed from the remnants of alcohol, softly rounded with the effort of his smile. Licking his lips quickly Dom continued, “I mean, I’ve only been with a very few blokes before now," he returned just as softly. “And I really didn’t know any of them very well. Not really," he continued quickly before pausing, “at least, well - certainly not in the way that I know you."
“Ah," Billy replied simply, determining the opportunity for another kiss had arrived. He lavished in the soft, masculine scent of Dom’s skin and the tingle of new stubble now framing his full lips and strong chin line. Noticing a particularly cute freckle Billy gave it special attention, causing Dom to squirm and wiggle mildly under such careful ministration. “And he’s ticklish," Billy informed himself, pleasantly surprised. That information could be especially useful sometime. “Well then," he speculated, “so maybe a wee tutorial is called for, is it?” he offered, smiling again as he nuzzled the side of Dom’s nose, leaving traces of kisses there as well. “You’ve really no idea how fucking sexy you are, do you, Dom?" Billy asked quietly. Pausing as he kissed a dampened temple, he continued, “Ye know, there’s an entire boat load of blokes out there who’d trade their left sac just to have you in bed."
Giggling openly now Dom only snuggled further into Billy’s arms. “Well”, he replied momentarily, nearly whispering again. “I don’t know about any of that."
“I do," Billy returned evenly, his own voice thick with amusement. “But tonight, they’d have to get behind me - cocky bastards”, Billy added sharply. “And I don’t feel like sharing."
Despite the easy humor, Billy considered Dom’s worries briefly before continuing. Whatever the extent of his sexual history, Billy had already determined that Dom was a brilliant kisser. That all being so, Billy yearned to map the rest of him, to discover for himself each manly curve and crevice - each tender, responsive part. His mouth suddenly a bit dry, Billy pulled back slightly and searched Dom’s eyes for permission to continue, and deciding he had found what he needed, he drew him close for a kiss of another kind.
Billy pushed lightly with the tip of his tongue to convey what he wanted, and was rewarded when Dom surrendered without further discussion. Cautiously he stroked and explored, loving the taste of him mingled and mixed with that of his own, an intense hint of so much more that awaited. Pulling apart only slightly, Dom exhaled with something akin to a sigh, yet remained snuggled closely as he worked to reclaim some composure, and it was in that simple moment Billy found insight into Dom’s inner psyche. It wasn’t so much that Dom was inexperienced, but it was clear he deeply craved the type of reassurance Billy could offer him.
“You’re more a lover than a fighter, aren’t you?” he asked gently, lips pressed against Dom’s ear. When his only response was a mild shrug, Billy continued confidently.
“So I’ll tell you what then, mate. Your stunning, unavoidable sexiness has left me hopelessly unable to concentrate on other things. What do you say we find my bed, crawl under the covers together, and sort this thing out properly tonight? And of course I'll take care of you, Dom," Billy added huskily, hugging him tightly and rubbing small tender circles across his back and shoulders. "Just let me know what you need, Luv. It would be my absolute pleasure."
- Mood: horny