Untitled mini fic
As Billy stepped away and admired his handwork Dom tried to figure out how they had managed to come up with this. How much had they drunk exactly?
It had started out as a typical night in. Too lazy to venture out and too bored to stay at home they had ended up at Elijah’s with a load of alcohol intent on doing a whole lot of nothing for the rest of the evening. Too many films later they were all pleasantly merry when Elijah had suggested a not-quite-innocent game of cards. Dom struggled to remember what had happened after than although he was sure the phrase ‘Lets tie him up’ had fallen from his lips and that the idea had seemed like the funniest thing ever at the time.
At the time.
Now, as Elijah’s head sank down a little further on the chair moaning a little when the binds that held him to the chair failed to loosen, Dom wondered whether it would be quite as funny when Elijah awoke.
‘He’s asleep?’ Dom whispered kneeling down next to Billy.
‘I think so’ Wobbling slightly and bumping into Dom’s shoulder with a chuckle. ‘Hell of a shock when he wakes up though.’
Dom reached forward and grabbed Elijah’s right arm, lifting it into the air as far as the makeshift rope would allow. When he let go it fell with a satisfyingly soft thud against Elijah’s leg. ‘He’s going to be pretty pissed when he wakes up.’ Dom said quietly. He looked up at Billy’s amused face uncertain how to phrase the next question. Did he really want to know?
‘Billy. Have you- have you done it before?’
Billy nodded cautiously.
‘And would you do it again?’
An almost imperceptible nod this time.
‘And would you do it to me?’ He replied a little too quickly. Panicking Dom pushed himself off the floor and away from the now peaceful Elijah, forcing himself to make eye contact.
Billy stood frozen watching as Dom kneel down and fiddle once more with the knot tied around Elijah’s wrist. He bit his lip before answering softly, ‘Aye. If you wanted.’
‘If I did?’ Curiosity suddenly took hold. The thought of what Billy might do, images of what he could do filled Dom’s mind and suddenly the whole thing started to sound appealing.
‘If you wanted.’ Billy repeated. Dom could feel his breathe had quickened, out the corner of his eye Elijah stirred once more in his sleep, cloth knots stretched taut as he moved, trying to scrunch down more comfortably on the carpet.
‘Would you?’
Billy took a step back. ‘Now?’
‘Yeah, now. Bill. Please?’ Pulling him away from Elijah and into the kitchen Dom kissed Billy hard and fast, hands fisted into his shirt. As he broke the kiss he looked straight into Billy’s eyes, murmured ‘Please?’
‘How?’
‘How what…?’ Dom asked momentarily confused.
‘How would you like me to do it? I could maybe, do it like this-‘ and with a soft push he turned Dom away from him and tugged his hands around his back. ‘- or I don’t know… do you want me to tie you to something like we did to him?’
Dom gave the kitchen a quick glance over, decided against the oven door (what if they hit the hob dial?) the kitchen chair (it was a little bit flimsy) before coming to rest on the table. ‘Do it here, I mean do it near here. I don’t think I fancy being tied to anything.’
‘OK’ confirmed Billy shuffling the two of them forward, one hand still firmly holding Dom’s arms. ‘Sure you wouldn’t rather try this somewhere else?’
‘No.’
‘Right.’ With a twist he pulled the belt on Dom’s jeans and dragged it from around his waist. ‘I’ll be needing this.’ He growled teasingly in Dom’s ear. Hearing the click as Billy made a small loop Dom flexed his fingers, trying not to flinch as the belt tightened over his wrists. ‘Just relax.’ Billy whispered reassuringly. ‘Close your eyes if it helps.’
It did. Billy moved closer and began to kiss him once more. Slowly at first and Dom felt himself steady, knowing full well he could trust Billy not to hurt him (well not yet anyway). He ignored the slight discomfort in his arms as he hit the table pushed backwards as Billy turned them both around and sank to his knees.
‘I wonder what Elijah would think of all this.’ Dom sniggered as he felt, felt not saw, Billy wetly lick across his hip bone.
‘Yeah I wonder what Elijah would think about all this.’
Dom’s eyes snapped open.
The kitchen door was wide open.
Elijah was no longer sleeping.