FIC IN PROGRESS
About bloody time I started something I could actually post. My first porny fic too, so this should be exciting! Btw, the idea came while at church with my friend. Am I going to hell or what?
Dom shrugged out of his jacket, wincing almost imperceptibly. Billy handed Elijah his cup of coffee and walked to his chair, passing behind Dom. He nudged Dom forward slightly to get by, but Dom flinched and hissed in pain.
"You alright, Dom?" Billy asked, not really worried.
"Fine, Bill. I'm fine." Dom carefully sat down for makeup and the matter was forgotten.
That evening in the costume trailer, Sean, Elijah, and Billy were already redressing in street clothes while Dom hung back by the door, still in his Merry outfit. Elijah asked why, but Dom fled the room, saying he was off to the loo and would be right back and not to wait for him. The three other hobbits glanced at each other but shrugged it off. Dom watched from the shadows outside until all three of them had gotten in their respective cars and driven away. Only then did he step back into the trailer to peel off his costume.
When the door opened again, Dom was standing in his boxers and Merry's shirt, hanging the trousers carefully on their hook. Dom jumped at the noise and spun around quickly, facing the intruder. Billy gaped at him for a moment.
"You sure you're alright, Dom?"
"I'm fine, Billy. Scared me is all. Why are you here?"
"Forgot my watch," Billy replied easily, scanning the table for the missing wristwatch. "You want to grab a drink or something?"
"Nah, I'm just going to go home and sleep. Bit tired, actually," Dom said, waving him off. Billy nodded and continued his search. Dom unbuttoned the shirt and gingerly pulled it off, rolling his shoulders to relieve the ache. Billy saw out of the corner of his eye, an angry red line across Dom's right shoulder blade.
"Dom, what's happened to your shoulder?" Billy asked suddenly, reaching out to touch the mark. Dom jerked away.
"Don't touch it!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Of course it bloody hurts!"
"Let me see, Dom."
"No."
"Let me see it. Dominic, turn around, for God's sa--" Billy trailed off when he finally forced Dom to turn around. A criss-crossing network of deep red marks covered Dom's back and disappeared underneath the waistband of his boxers. "Jesus, Dom, what the hell happened to you?"
HAHAHAHA, evil cliffhanger. Yes, there is obviously angst and pain. There ya go. First chapter or two should be posted sometime soon.
Dom shrugged out of his jacket, wincing almost imperceptibly. Billy handed Elijah his cup of coffee and walked to his chair, passing behind Dom. He nudged Dom forward slightly to get by, but Dom flinched and hissed in pain.
"You alright, Dom?" Billy asked, not really worried.
"Fine, Bill. I'm fine." Dom carefully sat down for makeup and the matter was forgotten.
That evening in the costume trailer, Sean, Elijah, and Billy were already redressing in street clothes while Dom hung back by the door, still in his Merry outfit. Elijah asked why, but Dom fled the room, saying he was off to the loo and would be right back and not to wait for him. The three other hobbits glanced at each other but shrugged it off. Dom watched from the shadows outside until all three of them had gotten in their respective cars and driven away. Only then did he step back into the trailer to peel off his costume.
When the door opened again, Dom was standing in his boxers and Merry's shirt, hanging the trousers carefully on their hook. Dom jumped at the noise and spun around quickly, facing the intruder. Billy gaped at him for a moment.
"You sure you're alright, Dom?"
"I'm fine, Billy. Scared me is all. Why are you here?"
"Forgot my watch," Billy replied easily, scanning the table for the missing wristwatch. "You want to grab a drink or something?"
"Nah, I'm just going to go home and sleep. Bit tired, actually," Dom said, waving him off. Billy nodded and continued his search. Dom unbuttoned the shirt and gingerly pulled it off, rolling his shoulders to relieve the ache. Billy saw out of the corner of his eye, an angry red line across Dom's right shoulder blade.
"Dom, what's happened to your shoulder?" Billy asked suddenly, reaching out to touch the mark. Dom jerked away.
"Don't touch it!"
"Does it hurt?"
"Of course it bloody hurts!"
"Let me see, Dom."
"No."
"Let me see it. Dominic, turn around, for God's sa--" Billy trailed off when he finally forced Dom to turn around. A criss-crossing network of deep red marks covered Dom's back and disappeared underneath the waistband of his boxers. "Jesus, Dom, what the hell happened to you?"
HAHAHAHA, evil cliffhanger. Yes, there is obviously angst and pain. There ya go. First chapter or two should be posted sometime soon.