FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(27/30)
Title: Lost Without You (27/30)
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, R for this chapter.
Summary: Orlando receives some devastating news and does his best to deal with it
Feedback: Feedback is my writers crack, which is not to be confused at all with plumbers crack.
Banner: By the amazing and talented loki_girl
Authors Notes: In this AU, Dom is less than the ditzy caring man we’ve all come to know through fic. If that has the potential to upset you please don’t go any further.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. These men whilst adorable and perfectly happy to slash themselves, their actual relationship is something that they only know.
Word Count: 1560
Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12| Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15| Chapter 16| Chapter 17| Chapter 18| Chapter 19| Chapter 20| Chapter 21| Chapter 22| Chapter 23| Chapter 24| Chapter 25| Chapter 26|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
“Tell me why we have to go again?” Billy murmured, checking his tie was straight for the hundredth time.
“Because you’re a bigger man than he is.” Orlando sighed, pulling the leather thong from his long hair, he let it fall around his shoulders instead of tying it back.
“Actually he’s bigger, two inches.” Billy snickered softly
“Only in stature.” Orlando looped his arms around Billy’s waist and nuzzled the side of his neck. “you smell good.”
“ ‘S the aftershave your mama gave me for christmas.” Billy tilted his head to give Orlando better access.
“Must thank her,” Orlando nibbled at Billy’s neck. “You smell almost good enough to eat.”
“You ready?” Billy asked quietly, his smile fading as he realized his lover’s ploy.
“For anything.” Orlando released him and extended a hand to him. “We don’t have to stay long. Just long enough to say happy anniversary and make sure the paparazzi see that we’re there and then we can come back here and shag ourselves to oblivion,” Orlando chuckled. “This will be the second time he’s paid for us to shag.”
“What?” Billy’s brows drew together in confusion.
“Don’t worry about it.” Orlando waved his question away. As he tugged Billy towards the door.
Orlando had been suspicious of this party from the moment they had received their invitations six weeks ago. Something about it smacked of Dominic the publicity whore craving more attention than he was getting. Orlando’s own career was not doing too badly and he knew that by attending he would bring more attention to the party. The invitations were proof of that in themselves, the card featured a family portrait of Dominic and his wife and baby daughter. The party was at the current club of the moment and courtesy of Mrs Monaghan’s burgeoning film career there was a guaranteed a-list celebrity guest list.
“We’re good aren’t we?” Billy asked quietly as they stepped into the elevator.
“Love?” Orlando hooked a finger under his chin and turned his face up to look at him. “He’s nothing. You’re everything. Don’t you ever forget that.”
“What would I ever do without you?” Billy leaned in to hug him tightly.
“Never gonna find out.” Orlando promised him quickly, releasing him as the doors slid open.
They walked the short distance down the street to the club and after flashing their invitations to the doorman walked into the club. Standing a short distance inside the room, they both accepted champagne flutes from a passing waiter, both taking generous mouthfuls of the bubbly liquid to sooth their nerves.
“Well look what the cat dragged in.” a familiar voice drawled from behind them.
“Dominic, what an unpleasant surprise.” Orlando smiled sweetly at him and extended a hand for the smaller man to shake.
“Likewise.” Dom nodded, before he turned his attention to Billy. “Bills,” he opened his arms expecting a hug from his former lover. “Long time no see.”
Orlando’s skin almost crawled as he watched his love accept a hug from Dominic. “No fault of mine, Dominic.” Billy murmured as he disentangled himself from Dominic’s arms.
“I need to see you before you leave tonight.” Dominic smiled at Billy. “In private.”
“Anything you want to say to me you can say in front of Orlando.” Billy answered smoothly, “We have no secrets.”
“Hey, if Flower wants to watch it could be more fun.” Dom snickered. “Later.” He leaned forward to press a kiss to Billy’s cheek and crossed the room waving at other friends that he saw.
As Billy watched him walking away, Orlando snagged two fresh glasses of champagne from a passing waiter.
“Ignore him, love.” Orlando whispered into the side of Billy’s head as he handed him the fluted glass. “He’s only doing it to rattle you.”
“I know that.” Billy nodded, allowing his fingers to brush across Orlando’s knuckles as he accepted the glass. “It just hurts, is all.”
“It’s a party, Bills, lets just have fun, okay?” Orlando rubbed his back soothingly. “Forget about him.” He leaned closer to speak secretively. “Just think about what I’m going to be doing to you when we get back to the hotel.”
“What about if you think about what I’m going to do to you?” Billy curled one eyebrow as he spoke.
“Can we leave now?” Orlando asked his mouth suddenly dry.
Billy’s only response was a cheeky wiggle of his hips as he crossed the room towards a group of their friends.
For three hours, they mingled with former cast mates and friends they had accumulated in over ten years of working in their chosen field. They both sat at a table in the corner chatting amiably with Sir Ian when Dominic arrived at their table.
“Sir Ian, you don’t mind if I steal your Pippin away.” He asked dropping his hands onto Billy’s shoulders.
“Certainly my boy, I’m sure Orlando here will be adequate company for me, until my lad returns.” Sir Ian waved one hand dramatically at Orlando.
“I’m sure he will be adequate.” Dom smiled, before he gestured for Billy to follow him.
Orlando’s darkened with concern for his lover as he listened to Sir Ian’s anecdotes about his latest projects.
“Don’t look so concerned, Orlando.” Sir Ian leaned across the table and covered Orlando’s hand with his own.
“Can’t help it, Ian.” Orlando shrugged. “He’s my lad.”
“We all know that, my boy. It will be fine. He’s with Dominic.”
“I know.” Orlando murmured reluctant to tell his mentor that, Billy’s company was indeed the problem.
~*~*~*~*~
Billy followed meekly after Dominic, walking from the main room of the club and down a long dark corridor until he paused at a locked door. Extracting a key from his pocket, Dom unlocked the door and stood back indicating that Billy should precede him into the room.
“Ah’m not going in there with ye.” Billy stated firmly.
“Get over yourself, Bill, you’re not that irresistible.”
“Didn’t say ah was.” Billy slid his hands into his pockets. “Ah’m still not going in there with you.”
“Maybe the problem is you want me too much. Had enough of Flower have we?” Dom smirked and leaned back against the wall behind him.
“Now who fecking needs to get over himself?” Billy asked.
“Whatever. I was having consideration for your feelings, but hey I really don’t care.”
“That would be a first.” Orlando spoke as he walked almost silently along the corridor towards them.
“Nobody asked for your opinion, Flower.” Dom sneered at him.
“So?” Orlando plunged his fisted hands into his pockets to stop from throttling him.
“Thought you were supposed to be keeping Ian company?” Billy looked into Orlando’s face, his eyes filled with gratitude.
“His boyfriend came back, so I was at a loose end.” Orlando shrugged, smiling at Billy.
“What do you want, Dominic?” Billy asked simply.
“You and I both know you’ll never be a father, I wanted to ask you if you’ll be Billie’s godfather.” He asked.
“Why would I?” Billy replied “You’ve barely spoken to me in twelve months, and I’ve never actually met her.”
“Because I’d be honoured if you did.” Dominic shrugged.
“What’s the real reason, Monaghan? What the fuck is in it for you?” Orlando asked, his lips pressed together in an angry line. “How are you going to whore your daughter to the tabloids this time?”
“We thought it would look good in the christening photos, to have her namesake as a godparent.” Dom explained. “God knows you two will never be fathers. We thought you’d jump at the chance.”
“Well ‘we’ thought wrong you heartless bastard. I’m not going to help you sell that wee bairn to highest bidder just so you can see your face in the magazines.”
“She’s the only chance you’ll get.” Dom reiterated.
“Actually.” Billy stood straighter, his shoulders back, his head held high, his eyes filled with green fire. “You cruel smug asshole. We’re adopting a daughter.”
Dom snorted derisively. “Standards must be slipping. They’re giving children to fags now?”
“You’re such a prick.” Billy stated flatly, one hand sliding back behind him to stop Orlando stepping forward. Billy could sense Orlando wanting to involve himself but they both knew that this was his own fight.
“Hey, I’ve got everything I need.” Dom shrugged, “You’re the ones who have to buy what everyone else gets naturally.”
Billy’s eyes narrowed, his lips pressing together in an angry line as his fists clenched and unclenched at his sides.
“Not all of us are as blessed as you are we?” Billy growled. “some of us care more about actual people than our own publicity. I feel sorry for your daughter. Maybe if she’s really lucky she won’t grow into the whore that her parents are.”
“My daughter will have everything she ever wants or needs. Yours will be persecuted her whole life because of you. Who’s the cruel one now?”
“We’re not listening to anymore of this shit.” Orlando closed one hand around Billy’s clenched fist. “If we want any more contact with you, we’ll let you know.” Orlando spoke sharply. “I’d like to say it’s been a pleasure, Dom, but we all know that would be a lie.”
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, R for this chapter.
Summary: Orlando receives some devastating news and does his best to deal with it
Feedback: Feedback is my writers crack, which is not to be confused at all with plumbers crack.
Banner: By the amazing and talented loki_girl
Authors Notes: In this AU, Dom is less than the ditzy caring man we’ve all come to know through fic. If that has the potential to upset you please don’t go any further.
Disclaimer: Not at all true in reality. These men whilst adorable and perfectly happy to slash themselves, their actual relationship is something that they only know.
Word Count: 1560
Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10| Chapter 11| Chapter 12| Chapter 13| Chapter 14| Chapter 15| Chapter 16| Chapter 17| Chapter 18| Chapter 19| Chapter 20| Chapter 21| Chapter 22| Chapter 23| Chapter 24| Chapter 25| Chapter 26|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
“Tell me why we have to go again?” Billy murmured, checking his tie was straight for the hundredth time.
“Because you’re a bigger man than he is.” Orlando sighed, pulling the leather thong from his long hair, he let it fall around his shoulders instead of tying it back.
“Actually he’s bigger, two inches.” Billy snickered softly
“Only in stature.” Orlando looped his arms around Billy’s waist and nuzzled the side of his neck. “you smell good.”
“ ‘S the aftershave your mama gave me for christmas.” Billy tilted his head to give Orlando better access.
“Must thank her,” Orlando nibbled at Billy’s neck. “You smell almost good enough to eat.”
“You ready?” Billy asked quietly, his smile fading as he realized his lover’s ploy.
“For anything.” Orlando released him and extended a hand to him. “We don’t have to stay long. Just long enough to say happy anniversary and make sure the paparazzi see that we’re there and then we can come back here and shag ourselves to oblivion,” Orlando chuckled. “This will be the second time he’s paid for us to shag.”
“What?” Billy’s brows drew together in confusion.
“Don’t worry about it.” Orlando waved his question away. As he tugged Billy towards the door.
Orlando had been suspicious of this party from the moment they had received their invitations six weeks ago. Something about it smacked of Dominic the publicity whore craving more attention than he was getting. Orlando’s own career was not doing too badly and he knew that by attending he would bring more attention to the party. The invitations were proof of that in themselves, the card featured a family portrait of Dominic and his wife and baby daughter. The party was at the current club of the moment and courtesy of Mrs Monaghan’s burgeoning film career there was a guaranteed a-list celebrity guest list.
“We’re good aren’t we?” Billy asked quietly as they stepped into the elevator.
“Love?” Orlando hooked a finger under his chin and turned his face up to look at him. “He’s nothing. You’re everything. Don’t you ever forget that.”
“What would I ever do without you?” Billy leaned in to hug him tightly.
“Never gonna find out.” Orlando promised him quickly, releasing him as the doors slid open.
They walked the short distance down the street to the club and after flashing their invitations to the doorman walked into the club. Standing a short distance inside the room, they both accepted champagne flutes from a passing waiter, both taking generous mouthfuls of the bubbly liquid to sooth their nerves.
“Well look what the cat dragged in.” a familiar voice drawled from behind them.
“Dominic, what an unpleasant surprise.” Orlando smiled sweetly at him and extended a hand for the smaller man to shake.
“Likewise.” Dom nodded, before he turned his attention to Billy. “Bills,” he opened his arms expecting a hug from his former lover. “Long time no see.”
Orlando’s skin almost crawled as he watched his love accept a hug from Dominic. “No fault of mine, Dominic.” Billy murmured as he disentangled himself from Dominic’s arms.
“I need to see you before you leave tonight.” Dominic smiled at Billy. “In private.”
“Anything you want to say to me you can say in front of Orlando.” Billy answered smoothly, “We have no secrets.”
“Hey, if Flower wants to watch it could be more fun.” Dom snickered. “Later.” He leaned forward to press a kiss to Billy’s cheek and crossed the room waving at other friends that he saw.
As Billy watched him walking away, Orlando snagged two fresh glasses of champagne from a passing waiter.
“Ignore him, love.” Orlando whispered into the side of Billy’s head as he handed him the fluted glass. “He’s only doing it to rattle you.”
“I know that.” Billy nodded, allowing his fingers to brush across Orlando’s knuckles as he accepted the glass. “It just hurts, is all.”
“It’s a party, Bills, lets just have fun, okay?” Orlando rubbed his back soothingly. “Forget about him.” He leaned closer to speak secretively. “Just think about what I’m going to be doing to you when we get back to the hotel.”
“What about if you think about what I’m going to do to you?” Billy curled one eyebrow as he spoke.
“Can we leave now?” Orlando asked his mouth suddenly dry.
Billy’s only response was a cheeky wiggle of his hips as he crossed the room towards a group of their friends.
For three hours, they mingled with former cast mates and friends they had accumulated in over ten years of working in their chosen field. They both sat at a table in the corner chatting amiably with Sir Ian when Dominic arrived at their table.
“Sir Ian, you don’t mind if I steal your Pippin away.” He asked dropping his hands onto Billy’s shoulders.
“Certainly my boy, I’m sure Orlando here will be adequate company for me, until my lad returns.” Sir Ian waved one hand dramatically at Orlando.
“I’m sure he will be adequate.” Dom smiled, before he gestured for Billy to follow him.
Orlando’s darkened with concern for his lover as he listened to Sir Ian’s anecdotes about his latest projects.
“Don’t look so concerned, Orlando.” Sir Ian leaned across the table and covered Orlando’s hand with his own.
“Can’t help it, Ian.” Orlando shrugged. “He’s my lad.”
“We all know that, my boy. It will be fine. He’s with Dominic.”
“I know.” Orlando murmured reluctant to tell his mentor that, Billy’s company was indeed the problem.
~*~*~*~*~
Billy followed meekly after Dominic, walking from the main room of the club and down a long dark corridor until he paused at a locked door. Extracting a key from his pocket, Dom unlocked the door and stood back indicating that Billy should precede him into the room.
“Ah’m not going in there with ye.” Billy stated firmly.
“Get over yourself, Bill, you’re not that irresistible.”
“Didn’t say ah was.” Billy slid his hands into his pockets. “Ah’m still not going in there with you.”
“Maybe the problem is you want me too much. Had enough of Flower have we?” Dom smirked and leaned back against the wall behind him.
“Now who fecking needs to get over himself?” Billy asked.
“Whatever. I was having consideration for your feelings, but hey I really don’t care.”
“That would be a first.” Orlando spoke as he walked almost silently along the corridor towards them.
“Nobody asked for your opinion, Flower.” Dom sneered at him.
“So?” Orlando plunged his fisted hands into his pockets to stop from throttling him.
“Thought you were supposed to be keeping Ian company?” Billy looked into Orlando’s face, his eyes filled with gratitude.
“His boyfriend came back, so I was at a loose end.” Orlando shrugged, smiling at Billy.
“What do you want, Dominic?” Billy asked simply.
“You and I both know you’ll never be a father, I wanted to ask you if you’ll be Billie’s godfather.” He asked.
“Why would I?” Billy replied “You’ve barely spoken to me in twelve months, and I’ve never actually met her.”
“Because I’d be honoured if you did.” Dominic shrugged.
“What’s the real reason, Monaghan? What the fuck is in it for you?” Orlando asked, his lips pressed together in an angry line. “How are you going to whore your daughter to the tabloids this time?”
“We thought it would look good in the christening photos, to have her namesake as a godparent.” Dom explained. “God knows you two will never be fathers. We thought you’d jump at the chance.”
“Well ‘we’ thought wrong you heartless bastard. I’m not going to help you sell that wee bairn to highest bidder just so you can see your face in the magazines.”
“She’s the only chance you’ll get.” Dom reiterated.
“Actually.” Billy stood straighter, his shoulders back, his head held high, his eyes filled with green fire. “You cruel smug asshole. We’re adopting a daughter.”
Dom snorted derisively. “Standards must be slipping. They’re giving children to fags now?”
“You’re such a prick.” Billy stated flatly, one hand sliding back behind him to stop Orlando stepping forward. Billy could sense Orlando wanting to involve himself but they both knew that this was his own fight.
“Hey, I’ve got everything I need.” Dom shrugged, “You’re the ones who have to buy what everyone else gets naturally.”
Billy’s eyes narrowed, his lips pressing together in an angry line as his fists clenched and unclenched at his sides.
“Not all of us are as blessed as you are we?” Billy growled. “some of us care more about actual people than our own publicity. I feel sorry for your daughter. Maybe if she’s really lucky she won’t grow into the whore that her parents are.”
“My daughter will have everything she ever wants or needs. Yours will be persecuted her whole life because of you. Who’s the cruel one now?”
“We’re not listening to anymore of this shit.” Orlando closed one hand around Billy’s clenched fist. “If we want any more contact with you, we’ll let you know.” Orlando spoke sharply. “I’d like to say it’s been a pleasure, Dom, but we all know that would be a lie.”