The Adventures of Marty & Perry 8/10
Title: The Adventures of Marty & Perry
Author: Pippin’s Penny
Rating: NC17 for later parts
Pairing: Billy/Dom
Warnings: attempted non/con sex, masturbation, m/m sex, self sucking. Now I have your attention, right?
Beta’d: By my pal Elaine, who does not have a journal… YET!
Summary: Billy and Dom meet in a jet enroute to the States
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7
Chapter 8
The Gift
Back in their respective rooms Dom was noticeably quieter and more subdued than usual.
Billy took a shower, dressed and then lay on his bed with the telly turned on and zoned for a while and waited again while Dom dressed. He could hear Dom singing and humming quietly as he readied himself for their evening.
Billy pondered the possibilities of them both meeting other people tonight. Dom bringing someone else back… Billy bringing someone back. It didn’t sit well with him somehow, didn’t feel right. But after last night, he was sure that Dom wasn’t interested in him anyway other than as friends. Friends who flirted a lot apparently, but friends’ none-the-less.
“Hungry Bill?” Dom poked his head in Billy’s room. Billy was lying on his back, wearing his jeans and a dark blue button down shirt unbuttoned past his collarbone. His hands were behind his head on the pillow. He was looking in the general direction of the telly, but not really watching.
“Yeah… I am a bit.” He said quietly, now pretending to be engrossed in the infomercial that was playing on the TV.
Seeing Billy staring off into space with a tensed brow, Dom entered his room, with his hands suspiciously behind his back. “I bought you a prezzie today, Billy. Wanna see it?”
Billy sat upon the bed, now curious as a shirtless Dom entered his room with a huge grin. Billy could not stop his eyes from scanning the lean younger man’s body. Those nipples looked so edible up close, slightly pursed and protruding seductively. A soft ring of hair circled each nipple with more light, soft hair scattered over his chest leading down and gathering to become quite thicker, and then pointing like an arrow under the waistband of his jeans.
He sat on the bed next to Billy and produced a small plastic bag from behind his back and dangled it in front of Billy. As Billy reached for the bag, Dom snatched it away.
“Gimme me your hand, Billy and close your eyes.” He said playfully.
“Are you going to slip a ring on my finger?” Billy asked jokingly.
“Nahhh… I’d be on one knee for that. Now don’t ruin my surprise ya wee bastard. Close your eyes and give me your hands!”
Billy sighed loudly and thrust his right hand out in front of him, palms up. Then he shut his eyes. He heard the crinkle of the bag as Dom rummaged inside and he could imagine the huge grin that Dom must be wearing. Then he felt Dom’s large, warm hands on his. He unbuttoned the sleeves on Billy’s shirt and rolled it up two times. “Don’t peek now.” Dom said in a quiet whisper.
Dom turned Billy’s hands over and for a moment. He silently marveled at the petite, delicate hands this man had. So soft and sweet, he felt an inexorable urge to kiss them. To see if they tasted as sweet as they appeared.
Billy felt warm his breath on his wrists then he felt something soft, warm and moist on his right palm. Did Dom just kiss his hand? Billy then felt Dom snap something thick around his right wrist.
“Lemme have your other hand now.”
He picked up Billy’s other hand and did the identical thing to his other hand. Then holding both of Billy’s hands… “Okay Bill… open up for me.” Dom said, his voice deep and low.
Billy realized his palms had become sweaty and his groin was already becoming uncomfortable with Dom’s tender and intimate touches. He also discovered that he had been holding his breath, he let out his breath and with a shiver he opened his eyes as Dom released his hands.
Blinking and adjusting his eyes, Billy looked at his wrists. Turning them over, his mouth opened as he saw the black leather cuffs Dom had fastened on him. Both cuffs had large silver studs going around them. The right one had a silver ‘D’ shaped attachment, and the left had a sturdy silver clip that attached to the rights ‘D’ to make leather handcuffs. Billy looked at the cuffs on his wrists and looked flabbergasted back up at Dom.
“I thought you might like to wear these to the club tonight. Who knows, you just might get lucky and get a chance to use them later.”
What the fuck is this? Billy could not think of anything to say. He opened his mouth, but his brain was hopelessly absent, his mouth went dry and he felt his face redden. He hoped he didn’t look as ridiculous as he felt. Why did Dom want to torment him like this?
“Do you like them?” Dom asked. Billy just nodded, feeling even more daft.
Dom smiled at him, messed his hair and went back to his room to finish dressing.
Billy examined and turned the cuffs on his wrists. He did like them, although it was not something he would have ever bought for himself. Maybe he would get lucky and pull someone tonight, right in front of Dom as well. Teach the wanker a lesson and show him what he missed out on.