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title: Beauty in the Beast
pairing: Billy Martin/Daniel Johns, Billy Martin/Nate Barcalow.
rating: PG/PG-13.
summary: Billy must choose.
disclaimer: this is all fiction... yes there are guys in the world named Billy Martin, Daniel Johns, and Nate Barcalow, but do not own them.
He is, was, and probably always will be the epitome of absolute beauty, and for some reason he wanted me. Admittedly as infatuated as I was with him I needed someone who could, who would dominate me. He was always too sweet, too nice, too willing to let me lead. Daniel was beauty and Nate was my beast.
Not that he did not have a beauty all his own. Nate’s eyes, oh god his eyes could make me do things. One look from him would get me nodding. His big deep brown eyes were so my downfall.
But Daniel’s clear bright blue eyes would totally ensnare me, holding me captive in his gaze. Easily reducing me to a simple puddle of mush, babbling about his beauty. Yet when it came down to it, he would give the reins of control to me, causing me to walk away.
Walking right into Nate’s controlling arms. His control turning me into a quivering little boy and I loved every second. I adored it when he would growl for me to ride him, when he would harshly press his lips to mine forcing me back into a wall, or biting me drawing a bit of blood as we explode together.
The kind of explosion I never once shared with Daniel. Daniel who everyone thought I belonged with. Two pretty boys sharing time, sharing love, but it was not enough. None of my friends ever saw that, could ever see that. They just saw pretty me with beautiful Daniel. None of them could see the beauty in Nate, and so they were at a loss when I chose him over Daniel. Daniel Johns was my beauty and Nate Barcalow was my beast, but he had a beauty all his own.
pairing: Billy Martin/Daniel Johns, Billy Martin/Nate Barcalow.
rating: PG/PG-13.
summary: Billy must choose.
disclaimer: this is all fiction... yes there are guys in the world named Billy Martin, Daniel Johns, and Nate Barcalow, but do not own them.
He is, was, and probably always will be the epitome of absolute beauty, and for some reason he wanted me. Admittedly as infatuated as I was with him I needed someone who could, who would dominate me. He was always too sweet, too nice, too willing to let me lead. Daniel was beauty and Nate was my beast.
Not that he did not have a beauty all his own. Nate’s eyes, oh god his eyes could make me do things. One look from him would get me nodding. His big deep brown eyes were so my downfall.
But Daniel’s clear bright blue eyes would totally ensnare me, holding me captive in his gaze. Easily reducing me to a simple puddle of mush, babbling about his beauty. Yet when it came down to it, he would give the reins of control to me, causing me to walk away.
Walking right into Nate’s controlling arms. His control turning me into a quivering little boy and I loved every second. I adored it when he would growl for me to ride him, when he would harshly press his lips to mine forcing me back into a wall, or biting me drawing a bit of blood as we explode together.
The kind of explosion I never once shared with Daniel. Daniel who everyone thought I belonged with. Two pretty boys sharing time, sharing love, but it was not enough. None of my friends ever saw that, could ever see that. They just saw pretty me with beautiful Daniel. None of them could see the beauty in Nate, and so they were at a loss when I chose him over Daniel. Daniel Johns was my beauty and Nate Barcalow was my beast, but he had a beauty all his own.