Seventeen Steps - Three Keys (Three/?)
Title: Seventeen Steps - Three Keys (Three/?)
Author: millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: NC-17
Here there be: Smut, slight angst, fluff.
Summary: Sequel to Seventeen Steps, revisiting the boys as they prepare to take their biggest step yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt or Dom, no profit is being made, and this is complete fiction.
Beta/Support: The flawless dolce_piccante, who I am thankful for always.
Author's Note: I know it's been a while, but for anyone still following this fic, I hope you enjoy if you choose to read. Thank you, as always.
Matthew's body was still heavy with sleep when he felt a pair of soft lips begin to nibble at the nape of his neck. Eyes still closed, he smiled and stretched, Dominic's arm around his waist pulling him even closer. The smile, Matthew reckoned, just might become a permanent fixture on his face, especially after the reunion they'd shared last night. He turned over, beckoning Dominic closer with one finger, a bashful, sleepy smile on his face.
Dominic's heart skipped a beat; that shy smile of his partner's was something precious and to be cherished always.
They wasted no time, Dominic leaning in for a proper kiss, Matthew's hands winding around Dominic's back, both of them soft and warm and so utterly content that it nearly defied reason. Soft kisses and even softer words mingled with silken touches for what seemed like hours, with neither of them getting enough.
Dominic's dick pressed against Matthew's body, their kisses deepening in intensity. After a while, Matthew's hips began to rut against Dominic's own; Dominic licked his palm and reached into Matthew's boxers, freeing him from their constraint.
A soft sigh escaped Matthew's lips as Dominic stroked him, agonizingly slowly, to full length. Matthew slowly opened his eyes and marveled at the sensations he was being assaulted with, Dominic's hand on his dick, moving slowly but surely, and Dominic's mouth pressing softly against his cheek, his eyelids, his jawline, seemingly everywhere.
Matthew loved him so much.
So.
Goddamned.
Much.
Dominic continued his worship of Matthew, using his lush mouth now to whisper filthy things to Matthew that made him blush fiercely. That was his Dominic, though, in ownership of a heart of gold, with a mouth capable of sin beyond measure.
"You drive me mad," he breathed against Dominic's cheek, every inch of his body on fire. "I want you so badly that sometimes I feel I could absolutely drown in it."
Dominic paused his ministrations, his lips hovering above Matthew's earlobe.
"But, then I remember that you'd never let that happen, and that's when I fall in love with you all over again," Matthew finished, Dominic's hand resuming it's lazy jerking motions.
Dominic gasped, rubbing his dickhead harder against Matthew's side, a markedly wanton groan escaping his mouth as he coated Matthew's hipbone with pre-come.
Matthew sat up abruptly and flipped them. He shimmied out of his boxers, tossing them across the room, and covered Dominic's body with his own. Dominic's back arched when Matthew gently kissed one of his nipples, then licked it into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth. Dominic's hands latched into Matthew's hair as he urged him on, but it was too late, Matthew was sliding down Dominic's body.
Dominic lifted his hips, Matthew removing his boxers slowly. He wasted no time, intent on preparing Dominic as quickly as possible, Dominic writhing beneath his touch. Finally, he lined himself up and pressed forward.
"You-" Dominic whispered, Matthew finally sliding in to the hilt. Matthew smoothed Dominic's hair back from his brow, one eyebrow raised as he fought the urge to move his hips.
"Dom?"
Dominic gasped, his legs tightening around Matthew's body. "You. Only you."
Any other sentiment that Dominic had intended to give voice to was swallowed by Matthew's mouth in a deep, frantic kiss.
Later, when they had both recovered the ability to speak, Matthew tightened his grip on Dominic. He pressed a kiss to Dominic's hair and swallowed nervously before speaking.
"I'm sorry."
Dominic's eyes opened and he curled even tighter into Matthew's touch, his nose nuzzling Matthew's throat softly. He shook his head. "I'm the one who's sorry."
"There was no excuse for me not showing up for dinner, Dom. None."
Dominic lifted his head and looked up into worried, tired blue eyes. "I was putting an unreasonable amount of pressure on you, though, and that's something I never intended to do. Paige explained it to me and I was so angry with myself for not sussing it out on my own before things got so bad."
"Ugh," Matthew groaned, "what must she think of me now? What did she say?"
"Think of you? She adores you, and don't you forget it. I couldn't see it, Matt. I forget that you didn't have the sort of life that Paige and I did when we were young. We..." he trailed off, suddenly hesitant.
"You can say it."
"We were happy. We had both of our parents and they cherished us more than anything else in life. I forget that it wasn't that way for you at all."
"Yeah," Matthew replied quietly, "it wasn't. I think that was part of what was making me so reticent about all of this. I think I.. I think I was convinced that I would do to our child what my father did to me. That, somehow, I was wired like him, genetically engineered to repeat his mistakes."
Dominic sat upright abruptly, his eyes wide. "What?"
Matthew nodded, releasing the breath he hadn't been aware he'd been holding. Finally, he'd admitted the truth to Dominic and the relief was extremely palpable.
"Matt. No, no, no. Please, don't say that, don't even think it." Dominic was stunned at Matthew's admission, and it hurt him to think that Matthew had been feeling this way. In that moment Dominic realized how lonely Matthew must have been in all of this. "I wish you had told me," he whispered, "I could have helped you through it."
"I know you could have, and I wish I had realized it on my own."
Dominic nodded, bringing Matthew's palm to his hand, kissing it as Matthew continued.
"I was so bloody conflicted, and I was hating myself for not showing up to our dinner, not to mention missing you so badly that I couldn't think straight. Last night I snapped and found myself at dad's front door before I even realized what I was doing."
"How did that go?"
"You know, it went..." Dominic held his breath as he waited for Matthew to continue, "...it was nice. Really nice." Dominic's face broke out with a blazing grin. "He said that you and I had the one thing that he and my mum never did, that we were in love with each other. He seemed to feel that makes us unstoppable. I think he could be right, the more I think about it. Our life won't always be sunshine and blowjobs, and that's just how it is. Having each other when they aren't, though, is the key."
"Sunshine and blowjobs?"
"Do you like cupcakes and rimjobs better?"
Dominic laughed, throwing his head back, Matthew smiling softly to himself.
"Seriously, though, I love how passionate you are about your desire to be a father, Dom. I do."
"Life is just so fleeting and precious. I just love the thought of being able to give a child a home that might not otherwise have one, of being able to nurture one and watch them grow before my eyes. I think I've always known that I wanted children someday but since I found you, it's something I think about a good deal of the time."
"What sort of things do you think about when you do? I'm curious."
"Honestly, I see so many things that I wouldn't even know where to start."
"Humor me," Matthew teased, poking Dominic squarely in the nipple.
"Wellll," Dominic began, elongating the "l", "mostly I see you."
"Me?"
"You. I see you, in the chair by the window in the den, rocking her. I see you, singing softly to her when she's scared. I see you, sitting with her at the piano as you give her lessons. I see... a lot of things when I think about us raising a child and every single one of them features you."
"Her," Matthew commented, perching himself on one elbow. "You'd prefer a daughter, then?"
"Interesting, isn't it? I wonder sometimes if it's because I see how you are with A.J. so often and how good you are with her, as well as your students, Monica in particular. That girl adores you and it's just magical to see, you have no idea. Actually, I spy on you a lot when you're teaching." Dominic laughed. "The secret's out now."
"Bond. Dom Bond," Matthew intoned deeply with a smirk.
"I think that's why I couldn't believe that you weren't interested in having a family at first because, honestly, you spend most of your time nurturing children. I don't think you realize just how much you do. Anyway, I... yeah, I mean I would be happy with a son also, don't get me wrong! But it's true, I tend to see a daughter in my - in our lives, it's true. What about you?"
"Oh. Wow. I don't- I don't know. Is it alright that I don't know?"
"Of course it is. I shouldn't have asked you that, forgive me, I'm putting pressure on you again-"
"No you aren't! And as for asking, you should, Dom. If we're going to do this, communication has to be our top priority, because I don't want us going through anything like what we have the past few days again. Just because I've never considered fatherhood doesn't mean that I'm not suited for it, and now that I've realized that, I can see much clearer now."
"Wait. 'If we're going to do this?' Do you mean-"
"I do," Matthew whispered, linking their fingers together, "let's... take our time-"
"We'll take as long as you need," Dominic nodded.
"-but yeah, let's... explore our options, yeah? Together. Let's make a family."
His confidence returning, the faint beginnings of excitement were starting to replace his doubt and fear. Matthew's heart was pounding in exhilaration at the thought of this journey the two of them were about to take part in, which was probably why he currently had such a goofy grin plastered to his face. Dominic, however, was simply staring at him, his face unreadable.
"What's wrong?"
Dominic blinked. "Fuck. I am so hot for you right now."
Matthew laughed as Dominic pulled him close yet again.
"Besides," he breathed into Dominic's kiss, "Nova will be a fantastic big sister."
Author: millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: NC-17
Here there be: Smut, slight angst, fluff.
Summary: Sequel to Seventeen Steps, revisiting the boys as they prepare to take their biggest step yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt or Dom, no profit is being made, and this is complete fiction.
Beta/Support: The flawless dolce_piccante, who I am thankful for always.
Author's Note: I know it's been a while, but for anyone still following this fic, I hope you enjoy if you choose to read. Thank you, as always.
Matthew's body was still heavy with sleep when he felt a pair of soft lips begin to nibble at the nape of his neck. Eyes still closed, he smiled and stretched, Dominic's arm around his waist pulling him even closer. The smile, Matthew reckoned, just might become a permanent fixture on his face, especially after the reunion they'd shared last night. He turned over, beckoning Dominic closer with one finger, a bashful, sleepy smile on his face.
Dominic's heart skipped a beat; that shy smile of his partner's was something precious and to be cherished always.
They wasted no time, Dominic leaning in for a proper kiss, Matthew's hands winding around Dominic's back, both of them soft and warm and so utterly content that it nearly defied reason. Soft kisses and even softer words mingled with silken touches for what seemed like hours, with neither of them getting enough.
Dominic's dick pressed against Matthew's body, their kisses deepening in intensity. After a while, Matthew's hips began to rut against Dominic's own; Dominic licked his palm and reached into Matthew's boxers, freeing him from their constraint.
A soft sigh escaped Matthew's lips as Dominic stroked him, agonizingly slowly, to full length. Matthew slowly opened his eyes and marveled at the sensations he was being assaulted with, Dominic's hand on his dick, moving slowly but surely, and Dominic's mouth pressing softly against his cheek, his eyelids, his jawline, seemingly everywhere.
Matthew loved him so much.
So.
Goddamned.
Much.
Dominic continued his worship of Matthew, using his lush mouth now to whisper filthy things to Matthew that made him blush fiercely. That was his Dominic, though, in ownership of a heart of gold, with a mouth capable of sin beyond measure.
"You drive me mad," he breathed against Dominic's cheek, every inch of his body on fire. "I want you so badly that sometimes I feel I could absolutely drown in it."
Dominic paused his ministrations, his lips hovering above Matthew's earlobe.
"But, then I remember that you'd never let that happen, and that's when I fall in love with you all over again," Matthew finished, Dominic's hand resuming it's lazy jerking motions.
Dominic gasped, rubbing his dickhead harder against Matthew's side, a markedly wanton groan escaping his mouth as he coated Matthew's hipbone with pre-come.
Matthew sat up abruptly and flipped them. He shimmied out of his boxers, tossing them across the room, and covered Dominic's body with his own. Dominic's back arched when Matthew gently kissed one of his nipples, then licked it into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth. Dominic's hands latched into Matthew's hair as he urged him on, but it was too late, Matthew was sliding down Dominic's body.
Dominic lifted his hips, Matthew removing his boxers slowly. He wasted no time, intent on preparing Dominic as quickly as possible, Dominic writhing beneath his touch. Finally, he lined himself up and pressed forward.
"You-" Dominic whispered, Matthew finally sliding in to the hilt. Matthew smoothed Dominic's hair back from his brow, one eyebrow raised as he fought the urge to move his hips.
"Dom?"
Dominic gasped, his legs tightening around Matthew's body. "You. Only you."
Any other sentiment that Dominic had intended to give voice to was swallowed by Matthew's mouth in a deep, frantic kiss.
Later, when they had both recovered the ability to speak, Matthew tightened his grip on Dominic. He pressed a kiss to Dominic's hair and swallowed nervously before speaking.
"I'm sorry."
Dominic's eyes opened and he curled even tighter into Matthew's touch, his nose nuzzling Matthew's throat softly. He shook his head. "I'm the one who's sorry."
"There was no excuse for me not showing up for dinner, Dom. None."
Dominic lifted his head and looked up into worried, tired blue eyes. "I was putting an unreasonable amount of pressure on you, though, and that's something I never intended to do. Paige explained it to me and I was so angry with myself for not sussing it out on my own before things got so bad."
"Ugh," Matthew groaned, "what must she think of me now? What did she say?"
"Think of you? She adores you, and don't you forget it. I couldn't see it, Matt. I forget that you didn't have the sort of life that Paige and I did when we were young. We..." he trailed off, suddenly hesitant.
"You can say it."
"We were happy. We had both of our parents and they cherished us more than anything else in life. I forget that it wasn't that way for you at all."
"Yeah," Matthew replied quietly, "it wasn't. I think that was part of what was making me so reticent about all of this. I think I.. I think I was convinced that I would do to our child what my father did to me. That, somehow, I was wired like him, genetically engineered to repeat his mistakes."
Dominic sat upright abruptly, his eyes wide. "What?"
Matthew nodded, releasing the breath he hadn't been aware he'd been holding. Finally, he'd admitted the truth to Dominic and the relief was extremely palpable.
"Matt. No, no, no. Please, don't say that, don't even think it." Dominic was stunned at Matthew's admission, and it hurt him to think that Matthew had been feeling this way. In that moment Dominic realized how lonely Matthew must have been in all of this. "I wish you had told me," he whispered, "I could have helped you through it."
"I know you could have, and I wish I had realized it on my own."
Dominic nodded, bringing Matthew's palm to his hand, kissing it as Matthew continued.
"I was so bloody conflicted, and I was hating myself for not showing up to our dinner, not to mention missing you so badly that I couldn't think straight. Last night I snapped and found myself at dad's front door before I even realized what I was doing."
"How did that go?"
"You know, it went..." Dominic held his breath as he waited for Matthew to continue, "...it was nice. Really nice." Dominic's face broke out with a blazing grin. "He said that you and I had the one thing that he and my mum never did, that we were in love with each other. He seemed to feel that makes us unstoppable. I think he could be right, the more I think about it. Our life won't always be sunshine and blowjobs, and that's just how it is. Having each other when they aren't, though, is the key."
"Sunshine and blowjobs?"
"Do you like cupcakes and rimjobs better?"
Dominic laughed, throwing his head back, Matthew smiling softly to himself.
"Seriously, though, I love how passionate you are about your desire to be a father, Dom. I do."
"Life is just so fleeting and precious. I just love the thought of being able to give a child a home that might not otherwise have one, of being able to nurture one and watch them grow before my eyes. I think I've always known that I wanted children someday but since I found you, it's something I think about a good deal of the time."
"What sort of things do you think about when you do? I'm curious."
"Honestly, I see so many things that I wouldn't even know where to start."
"Humor me," Matthew teased, poking Dominic squarely in the nipple.
"Wellll," Dominic began, elongating the "l", "mostly I see you."
"Me?"
"You. I see you, in the chair by the window in the den, rocking her. I see you, singing softly to her when she's scared. I see you, sitting with her at the piano as you give her lessons. I see... a lot of things when I think about us raising a child and every single one of them features you."
"Her," Matthew commented, perching himself on one elbow. "You'd prefer a daughter, then?"
"Interesting, isn't it? I wonder sometimes if it's because I see how you are with A.J. so often and how good you are with her, as well as your students, Monica in particular. That girl adores you and it's just magical to see, you have no idea. Actually, I spy on you a lot when you're teaching." Dominic laughed. "The secret's out now."
"Bond. Dom Bond," Matthew intoned deeply with a smirk.
"I think that's why I couldn't believe that you weren't interested in having a family at first because, honestly, you spend most of your time nurturing children. I don't think you realize just how much you do. Anyway, I... yeah, I mean I would be happy with a son also, don't get me wrong! But it's true, I tend to see a daughter in my - in our lives, it's true. What about you?"
"Oh. Wow. I don't- I don't know. Is it alright that I don't know?"
"Of course it is. I shouldn't have asked you that, forgive me, I'm putting pressure on you again-"
"No you aren't! And as for asking, you should, Dom. If we're going to do this, communication has to be our top priority, because I don't want us going through anything like what we have the past few days again. Just because I've never considered fatherhood doesn't mean that I'm not suited for it, and now that I've realized that, I can see much clearer now."
"Wait. 'If we're going to do this?' Do you mean-"
"I do," Matthew whispered, linking their fingers together, "let's... take our time-"
"We'll take as long as you need," Dominic nodded.
"-but yeah, let's... explore our options, yeah? Together. Let's make a family."
His confidence returning, the faint beginnings of excitement were starting to replace his doubt and fear. Matthew's heart was pounding in exhilaration at the thought of this journey the two of them were about to take part in, which was probably why he currently had such a goofy grin plastered to his face. Dominic, however, was simply staring at him, his face unreadable.
"What's wrong?"
Dominic blinked. "Fuck. I am so hot for you right now."
Matthew laughed as Dominic pulled him close yet again.
"Besides," he breathed into Dominic's kiss, "Nova will be a fantastic big sister."