FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(18/23)
Title: Lost Without You (18/23)
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, NC-17 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: 2409
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|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando’s attention was no longer held by his argumentative guest, he barely even heard the hateful taunts as he left. Orlando slowly crossed the room, barely suppressing the urge to curse as he knocked his shin on the end of the coffee table. Standing behind the smaller man, he watched him closely, one hand reaching out to hover over his back, not touching but wanting to, desperately.
“Ye knew that all along dinnae ye?” Billy spoke, his voice oddly flat and empty.
“I wasn’t sure. I hoped I was wrong, for your sake, but yeah.” Orlando replied honestly.
“How was ah so fecking stupid.” Billy muttered self derisively.
“You weren’t stupid.” Orlando sighed, stepping forward to wrap his long arms around his lover.
“How can ye even bear to touch meh?” Billy tugged away from the embrace.
Orlando tightened his hold and rubbed his face against Billy’s thinning hair, his fingers caressing Billy’s arms soothingly.
“Because he has nothing to do with us. You love him, Bills, you were never going to see what an asshole he is until he showed you himself.” Orlando replied.
“But he treats ye like shite, he’s…..” he broke off as his voice cracked. “For God’s sake, Orli, ah can’t stand to be myself, ah’ve hurt so many people, ah’ve hurt ye, ah’ve wasted so much, all because ah was too stupid to see the truth, I’ll go. Ah wouldn’t have…Ah never meant…. Fucking hell.”
“Billy, none of this is your fault. You weren’t stupid. You were in love with him. If anything it’s my fault.”
“How the fuck could any of this be your fault?” Billy asked, tilting his head to look into Orlando’s face.
Orlando’s heart nearly broke at the liquid emotion in Billy’s green eyes. “I knew he was like this. I could have told you years ago. I knew the night he first had you. I could have stopped you then. But I loved you. I didn’t want to give you any excuse to hate me.”
“Couldn’t ever hate ye, laddie.” Billy murmured, finally relaxing back against Orlando’s chest.
“I’m sorry I lost my temper.” Orlando breathed against the top of Billy’s head.
“Ah’m not.” Billy murmured, his hands lifting to stroke at Orlando’s bare arms.
“He just annoys me so frigging much, he picks at me and goads me and then goes all smug and smarmy when he knows he’s pushed the right buttons to make me want to hit him.” Orlando shrugged, his arms tensing around Billy as he remembered Dom’s taunts.
“Ah always thought he was just taking the piss, but he never was, was he?” Billy murmured, turning his head enough to press a kiss against the bare skin under his cheek.
“nope.” Orlando replied simply.
“Ah’m sorry. Ah should have stopped him.” Billy apologized quietly, his lips pressed against Orlando’s skin.
“Nothing to do with you.” Orlando shrugged, one hand lifting to cup Billy’s head. He tilted his head to press his own lips against Billy’s hair. “I should have stopped him myself.”
“ye know, it’s all kinds of a turn on to see ye all pumped up and ready to kick the shite out of him.” He whispered, turning in Orlando’s arms.
“If I’d known that ten years ago I would have kicked his ass the day I met him.” Orlando tightened his arms around the smaller man, pulling him tighter against him.
“Ye knew even then?” Billy frowned, pushing his face against Orlando’s bare chest. “Ah’ve been such a fucking idiot for so long.”
“No more.” Orlando shook his head, stroking Billy’s back slowly. “I’m not going to let you beat yourself up because he’s a tosspot.”
Billy’s pressed gentle kisses to Orlando’s chest, his own arms wrapping around the slender waist. “After the way ah’ve treated ye, ye’re far too good to meh. Ah should take my things and leave ye in peace.”
“For fucks sake, Billy. If you left me I’d never have peace.” Orlando soothed him, bending his head forward to press kisses to the side of Billy’s face.
“But…” Billy started to speak but stopped as Orlando’s hand moved to tilt his head back to look into his eyes.
“But nothing, Boyd. I love you and you’re here, that’s all that matters. End. Of. Story.” Orlando stated sternly.
For a long moment Billy looked into Orlando’s face before a slight grin creased his face, the corners of his eyes crinkling. One hand lifted to brush at Orlando’s lip. “He hurt ye.” Billy spoke.
“And here I thought I was Captain Obvious.” Orlando smirked.
“Only when ye’re in pointy ears, Elfboy.” Billy smiled, his hand tracing the tips of Orlando’s ears.
“Are you okay?” Orlando asked gently, his fingertips tracing Billy’s forehead, his thumb smoothing the frown lines.
“Am now. Ah’ve got myself a knight in crumpled denims.” He chuckled.
“What happened to shining armor?” Orlando quirked an eyebrow.
‘’S’overrated.” Billy shrugged, leaning forward to press his lips to the split at the corner of Orlando’s lip. “Boo Boo better?”
“I love you, you daft numptie.” Orlando laughed, ducking his head to kiss his lover.
“Did ahI mention how fecking hot ye were?” Billy mumbled against Orlando’s chin.
“Were? I’m not hot now?” Orlando replied distractedly, his hands pulling Billy’s tee-shirt up, long strong fingers caressing the lightly freckled skin underneath.
“Nope.” Billy smiled, lifting his arms for Orlando to pull the shirt over his head. “Disgusting.” He shook his head before leaning in for another kiss.
“Good thing you love me for more than my body.” Orlando drawled across the skin of Billy’s neck.
“Aye.” Billy responded, pulling Orlando’s face to his own, kissing him desperately.
“We should go upstairs.” Orlando breathed against Billy’s shoulder, his knees bending and framing Billy’s thighs as he scrunched his long body down lower, aligning their bodies perfectly.
“What for?” Billy slid his hands down Orlando’s back to knead his taut denim covered buttocks.
“Condoms.” Orlando breathed, his teeth nipping at Billy’s shoulder. “Lube.” He licked at the red mark his teeth had made. “Comfy bed.”
“No need.” Billy tilted his head back allowing Orlando’s questing mouth access to his neck.
Releasing his hold on Orlando, his slipped one hand into his back pocket and pulled out a familiar foil wrapper and a sachet of strawberry scented lube.
“Bit fruity, isn’t it?” Orlando’s eyes crinkled with humor.
“Shut it.” Billy demanded sliding his hand towards Orlando’s groin, slipping the packets into his pocket as he passed it.
Putting Billy away from him, his trembling fingers opened his jeans and pushed them down his legs. Stumbling as he stepped out of them, he grabbed Billy’s hand and pulled him towards the low sofa. The colour of fresh churned butter, it was soft and comfortable, barely having been used since Orlando had purchased it. Sinking onto the cushioned seat, he pulled Billy after him.
“Someone’s overdressed.” He murmured before laced his fingers around the back of Billy’s head and pulled him in for a long wet kiss.
“And someone else left the essentials on the other side of the room.” Billy answered.
“Well, someone should fetch them.” Orlando grinned, his hands already working on the buttons of Billy’s fly.
“The same someone who was in such a rush to get their kit off they dropped them over there?” Billy quirked an eyebrow at him, his lips curled into an affectionate grin. His knees framing Orlando’s hips, his hands caressed the bare skin of Orlando’s chest, thumbs flicking at his nipples as he did.
“If you want me to go all the way over there, best you stop touching me.” Orlando responded seriously.
“Ye’re such a girl.” Billy shook his head and climbed off the sofa. Pulling the condom and lube out of Orlando’s pocket he flicked them onto the sofa beside Orlando. Turning, Billy watched Orlando palming his own arousal as he watched. His green eyes darkening with desire, Billy’s own hands slid down to the waistband of his jeans and slowly pulled them open.
Lifting his gaze reluctantly from the sight of Orlando’s long tanned fingers sliding tightly around his already slick arousal, he followed the golden curves of chest, pausing briefly as Orlando’s tongue slipped out to lick his lips, before meeting eyes the color of rich dark chocolate.
Without breaking his gaze, Billy slid his jeans down his legs and stepped out of the puddle of well worn denim before he pushed his boxer shorts down impatiently.
“Is this a long distance shag then?” Orlando asked, his voice low and husky.
“Maybe.” Billy grinned, “Next time ah want to watch.” He whispered as he walked slowly closer to the sofa.
“Watch?” Orlando frowned, extending one long arm to Billy and pulled him down to straddle his thighs. Their erections brushed against each other and drew a ragged gasp from each of them. Billy’s hands moved to caress Orlando’s shoulders before he leaned in to kiss him. Orlando kissed with his mouth wide open, sharing yet devouring at the same time. His hands slid up Billy’s thighs and across his belly and hair roughened chest before he cupped Billy’s face in his hands, never breaking the saliva-wet, open mouthed feasting that drew moans and whimpers from both of them.
“Love kissing ye.” Billy murmured against Orlando’s lips, his hand sliding down to curl around Orlando’s arousal.
Orlando’s hips lifted off the sofa at the first touch of Billy’s hand. His own hands flew to Billy’s hips, holding him firmly in place. “Don’t let me stop you.” He whimpered brokenly.
Billy reached down to grope for the tiny foil square, ripping the packet with his teeth before he lowered his head back to Orlando’s face. His tongue darted out to lick across Orlando’s lower lip, nipping gently at it with his sharp teeth.
“How do you do this?” Orlando gasped as Billy’s fingers slowly rolled the lubricated condom down his length.
“If ye don’t know that already.” Billy gasped as he pushed his body forward, his own arousal rubbing between their bellies, Orlando’s flesh sliding against the globes of his buttocks. “there’s intensive classes, ah’ll be your tutor.”
Orlando’s fingers dug into the pale flesh of Billy’s buttocks, his nails leaving crescent shaped marks in the delicate skin.
Reaching between his own legs, he was unable to withhold the broken growl that bubbled from his lips as his wrist rubbed against his arousal. Quickly and cursorily preparing himself, he wrapped his hand around Orlando and guided him into his body.
“Fuck off, Boyd.” Orlando groaned, grabbing quickly at Billy’s hips as he started to pull away, a wild grin splitting his face. “ S’is like coming home.”
“We fit, don’t we?” Billy pressed his forehead against Orlando’s, letting Orlando’s tight grip on his hips lift him, each thrust drawing a whimpering moan from Billy’s lips.
Instantly, Orlando held Billy still against him, his chest heaving with the effort of staying still, his free hand cupping Billy’s face as he spoke to him. “Am I hurting you?” he murmured.
“Are ye kidding meh?” Billy groaned his hips rocking slowly. “You’re not that big.”
“We’ve done this a lot over the last day Bills.” Orlando cupped his face watching carefully. “You must be sore, we don’t need to do this. There are other ways.”
“Orlando?” Billy nudged Orlando’s forehead with his own. “Sore? a little. Enough to give this up. Not a chance. Now shut it and fuck meh.”
“Bossy little shite aren’t you?” Orlando grinned, his hands tight on Billy’s hips as he thrust up into him, his lips finding Billy’s to kiss him hungrily.
“Somebody has to be.” Billy pressed his hands to Orlando’s shoulders and levered himself up, searching for the perfect angle. Orlando started to lift his hips from the sofa with each upward thrust and without warning Billy threw his head back, a stream of unintelligible guttural sounds spilling from his lips as his thighs tightened on Orlando’s hips.
His head back against the sofa, Orlando watched Billy through heavy lidded eyes. He saw perspiration glisten on his skin, felt his fingers clench on his shoulders, Billy’s nails breaking the skin as he fought the sensations flooding through him. Leaning forward, Orlando licked a long stroke from Billy’s sternum to his chin as he closed one long fingered hand around Billy’s arousal.
The images in his head of Orlando defending his honour, the sensations of having him deep inside him every stroke brushing against just the right spot, long fingers wrapped around his arousal and his tongue swiping a broad stroke up his neck was enough sensory overload, his hips stuttered once, then twice and his release pulsed over Orlando’s fingers and across their bellies.
Collapsing limply against Orlando, Billy nuzzled his face into Orlando’s neck, his teeth nipping at the tendons there as his body clenched around his lover. Orlando’s hands moved lower, his fingers under Billy’s buttocks, pushing and pulling him desperately, his hips slamming up against Billy as he fought to control his own responses.
“Let go?” Billy whispered in his ear as he nipped at Orlando’s earlobe, his arms wrapped around Orlando’s neck, clinging on for dear life as Orlando gave up his fragile hold on control and thrust deeper, harder and faster. Finally he succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure and found his release deep within his lover, with a satisfied yelp of pleasure.
Collapsing back limply on the sofa, Orlando’s arms closed around Billy and pulled him flush against him, ignoring the sticky mess between their bodies, his fingers closed over the back of Billy’s head as he kissed him wetly.
“I love you.” He whispered softly against Billy’s head.
Billy heard the quiet admission and tightened his arms around the younger man, pressing a gentle kiss against his sweat slick skin. “ah know.” He whispered. “ah know.” No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t repeat the avowal to his young lover.
“Come back to bed?” Orlando asked softly, his fingers running up and down Billy’s spine, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice.
“Ah’m sorry, laddie.” Billy murmured, shifting back to look into Orlando’s face and feeling his young lover slip from inside his body.
“No, need.” Orlando looped his fingers around the back of Billy’s neck and pulled him in for a long wet kiss. “I know you’ll tell me when you can. It’s enough to have you here with me. Honestly.”
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, NC-17 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: 2409
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|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando’s attention was no longer held by his argumentative guest, he barely even heard the hateful taunts as he left. Orlando slowly crossed the room, barely suppressing the urge to curse as he knocked his shin on the end of the coffee table. Standing behind the smaller man, he watched him closely, one hand reaching out to hover over his back, not touching but wanting to, desperately.
“Ye knew that all along dinnae ye?” Billy spoke, his voice oddly flat and empty.
“I wasn’t sure. I hoped I was wrong, for your sake, but yeah.” Orlando replied honestly.
“How was ah so fecking stupid.” Billy muttered self derisively.
“You weren’t stupid.” Orlando sighed, stepping forward to wrap his long arms around his lover.
“How can ye even bear to touch meh?” Billy tugged away from the embrace.
Orlando tightened his hold and rubbed his face against Billy’s thinning hair, his fingers caressing Billy’s arms soothingly.
“Because he has nothing to do with us. You love him, Bills, you were never going to see what an asshole he is until he showed you himself.” Orlando replied.
“But he treats ye like shite, he’s…..” he broke off as his voice cracked. “For God’s sake, Orli, ah can’t stand to be myself, ah’ve hurt so many people, ah’ve hurt ye, ah’ve wasted so much, all because ah was too stupid to see the truth, I’ll go. Ah wouldn’t have…Ah never meant…. Fucking hell.”
“Billy, none of this is your fault. You weren’t stupid. You were in love with him. If anything it’s my fault.”
“How the fuck could any of this be your fault?” Billy asked, tilting his head to look into Orlando’s face.
Orlando’s heart nearly broke at the liquid emotion in Billy’s green eyes. “I knew he was like this. I could have told you years ago. I knew the night he first had you. I could have stopped you then. But I loved you. I didn’t want to give you any excuse to hate me.”
“Couldn’t ever hate ye, laddie.” Billy murmured, finally relaxing back against Orlando’s chest.
“I’m sorry I lost my temper.” Orlando breathed against the top of Billy’s head.
“Ah’m not.” Billy murmured, his hands lifting to stroke at Orlando’s bare arms.
“He just annoys me so frigging much, he picks at me and goads me and then goes all smug and smarmy when he knows he’s pushed the right buttons to make me want to hit him.” Orlando shrugged, his arms tensing around Billy as he remembered Dom’s taunts.
“Ah always thought he was just taking the piss, but he never was, was he?” Billy murmured, turning his head enough to press a kiss against the bare skin under his cheek.
“nope.” Orlando replied simply.
“Ah’m sorry. Ah should have stopped him.” Billy apologized quietly, his lips pressed against Orlando’s skin.
“Nothing to do with you.” Orlando shrugged, one hand lifting to cup Billy’s head. He tilted his head to press his own lips against Billy’s hair. “I should have stopped him myself.”
“ye know, it’s all kinds of a turn on to see ye all pumped up and ready to kick the shite out of him.” He whispered, turning in Orlando’s arms.
“If I’d known that ten years ago I would have kicked his ass the day I met him.” Orlando tightened his arms around the smaller man, pulling him tighter against him.
“Ye knew even then?” Billy frowned, pushing his face against Orlando’s bare chest. “Ah’ve been such a fucking idiot for so long.”
“No more.” Orlando shook his head, stroking Billy’s back slowly. “I’m not going to let you beat yourself up because he’s a tosspot.”
Billy’s pressed gentle kisses to Orlando’s chest, his own arms wrapping around the slender waist. “After the way ah’ve treated ye, ye’re far too good to meh. Ah should take my things and leave ye in peace.”
“For fucks sake, Billy. If you left me I’d never have peace.” Orlando soothed him, bending his head forward to press kisses to the side of Billy’s face.
“But…” Billy started to speak but stopped as Orlando’s hand moved to tilt his head back to look into his eyes.
“But nothing, Boyd. I love you and you’re here, that’s all that matters. End. Of. Story.” Orlando stated sternly.
For a long moment Billy looked into Orlando’s face before a slight grin creased his face, the corners of his eyes crinkling. One hand lifted to brush at Orlando’s lip. “He hurt ye.” Billy spoke.
“And here I thought I was Captain Obvious.” Orlando smirked.
“Only when ye’re in pointy ears, Elfboy.” Billy smiled, his hand tracing the tips of Orlando’s ears.
“Are you okay?” Orlando asked gently, his fingertips tracing Billy’s forehead, his thumb smoothing the frown lines.
“Am now. Ah’ve got myself a knight in crumpled denims.” He chuckled.
“What happened to shining armor?” Orlando quirked an eyebrow.
‘’S’overrated.” Billy shrugged, leaning forward to press his lips to the split at the corner of Orlando’s lip. “Boo Boo better?”
“I love you, you daft numptie.” Orlando laughed, ducking his head to kiss his lover.
“Did ahI mention how fecking hot ye were?” Billy mumbled against Orlando’s chin.
“Were? I’m not hot now?” Orlando replied distractedly, his hands pulling Billy’s tee-shirt up, long strong fingers caressing the lightly freckled skin underneath.
“Nope.” Billy smiled, lifting his arms for Orlando to pull the shirt over his head. “Disgusting.” He shook his head before leaning in for another kiss.
“Good thing you love me for more than my body.” Orlando drawled across the skin of Billy’s neck.
“Aye.” Billy responded, pulling Orlando’s face to his own, kissing him desperately.
“We should go upstairs.” Orlando breathed against Billy’s shoulder, his knees bending and framing Billy’s thighs as he scrunched his long body down lower, aligning their bodies perfectly.
“What for?” Billy slid his hands down Orlando’s back to knead his taut denim covered buttocks.
“Condoms.” Orlando breathed, his teeth nipping at Billy’s shoulder. “Lube.” He licked at the red mark his teeth had made. “Comfy bed.”
“No need.” Billy tilted his head back allowing Orlando’s questing mouth access to his neck.
Releasing his hold on Orlando, his slipped one hand into his back pocket and pulled out a familiar foil wrapper and a sachet of strawberry scented lube.
“Bit fruity, isn’t it?” Orlando’s eyes crinkled with humor.
“Shut it.” Billy demanded sliding his hand towards Orlando’s groin, slipping the packets into his pocket as he passed it.
Putting Billy away from him, his trembling fingers opened his jeans and pushed them down his legs. Stumbling as he stepped out of them, he grabbed Billy’s hand and pulled him towards the low sofa. The colour of fresh churned butter, it was soft and comfortable, barely having been used since Orlando had purchased it. Sinking onto the cushioned seat, he pulled Billy after him.
“Someone’s overdressed.” He murmured before laced his fingers around the back of Billy’s head and pulled him in for a long wet kiss.
“And someone else left the essentials on the other side of the room.” Billy answered.
“Well, someone should fetch them.” Orlando grinned, his hands already working on the buttons of Billy’s fly.
“The same someone who was in such a rush to get their kit off they dropped them over there?” Billy quirked an eyebrow at him, his lips curled into an affectionate grin. His knees framing Orlando’s hips, his hands caressed the bare skin of Orlando’s chest, thumbs flicking at his nipples as he did.
“If you want me to go all the way over there, best you stop touching me.” Orlando responded seriously.
“Ye’re such a girl.” Billy shook his head and climbed off the sofa. Pulling the condom and lube out of Orlando’s pocket he flicked them onto the sofa beside Orlando. Turning, Billy watched Orlando palming his own arousal as he watched. His green eyes darkening with desire, Billy’s own hands slid down to the waistband of his jeans and slowly pulled them open.
Lifting his gaze reluctantly from the sight of Orlando’s long tanned fingers sliding tightly around his already slick arousal, he followed the golden curves of chest, pausing briefly as Orlando’s tongue slipped out to lick his lips, before meeting eyes the color of rich dark chocolate.
Without breaking his gaze, Billy slid his jeans down his legs and stepped out of the puddle of well worn denim before he pushed his boxer shorts down impatiently.
“Is this a long distance shag then?” Orlando asked, his voice low and husky.
“Maybe.” Billy grinned, “Next time ah want to watch.” He whispered as he walked slowly closer to the sofa.
“Watch?” Orlando frowned, extending one long arm to Billy and pulled him down to straddle his thighs. Their erections brushed against each other and drew a ragged gasp from each of them. Billy’s hands moved to caress Orlando’s shoulders before he leaned in to kiss him. Orlando kissed with his mouth wide open, sharing yet devouring at the same time. His hands slid up Billy’s thighs and across his belly and hair roughened chest before he cupped Billy’s face in his hands, never breaking the saliva-wet, open mouthed feasting that drew moans and whimpers from both of them.
“Love kissing ye.” Billy murmured against Orlando’s lips, his hand sliding down to curl around Orlando’s arousal.
Orlando’s hips lifted off the sofa at the first touch of Billy’s hand. His own hands flew to Billy’s hips, holding him firmly in place. “Don’t let me stop you.” He whimpered brokenly.
Billy reached down to grope for the tiny foil square, ripping the packet with his teeth before he lowered his head back to Orlando’s face. His tongue darted out to lick across Orlando’s lower lip, nipping gently at it with his sharp teeth.
“How do you do this?” Orlando gasped as Billy’s fingers slowly rolled the lubricated condom down his length.
“If ye don’t know that already.” Billy gasped as he pushed his body forward, his own arousal rubbing between their bellies, Orlando’s flesh sliding against the globes of his buttocks. “there’s intensive classes, ah’ll be your tutor.”
Orlando’s fingers dug into the pale flesh of Billy’s buttocks, his nails leaving crescent shaped marks in the delicate skin.
Reaching between his own legs, he was unable to withhold the broken growl that bubbled from his lips as his wrist rubbed against his arousal. Quickly and cursorily preparing himself, he wrapped his hand around Orlando and guided him into his body.
“Fuck off, Boyd.” Orlando groaned, grabbing quickly at Billy’s hips as he started to pull away, a wild grin splitting his face. “ S’is like coming home.”
“We fit, don’t we?” Billy pressed his forehead against Orlando’s, letting Orlando’s tight grip on his hips lift him, each thrust drawing a whimpering moan from Billy’s lips.
Instantly, Orlando held Billy still against him, his chest heaving with the effort of staying still, his free hand cupping Billy’s face as he spoke to him. “Am I hurting you?” he murmured.
“Are ye kidding meh?” Billy groaned his hips rocking slowly. “You’re not that big.”
“We’ve done this a lot over the last day Bills.” Orlando cupped his face watching carefully. “You must be sore, we don’t need to do this. There are other ways.”
“Orlando?” Billy nudged Orlando’s forehead with his own. “Sore? a little. Enough to give this up. Not a chance. Now shut it and fuck meh.”
“Bossy little shite aren’t you?” Orlando grinned, his hands tight on Billy’s hips as he thrust up into him, his lips finding Billy’s to kiss him hungrily.
“Somebody has to be.” Billy pressed his hands to Orlando’s shoulders and levered himself up, searching for the perfect angle. Orlando started to lift his hips from the sofa with each upward thrust and without warning Billy threw his head back, a stream of unintelligible guttural sounds spilling from his lips as his thighs tightened on Orlando’s hips.
His head back against the sofa, Orlando watched Billy through heavy lidded eyes. He saw perspiration glisten on his skin, felt his fingers clench on his shoulders, Billy’s nails breaking the skin as he fought the sensations flooding through him. Leaning forward, Orlando licked a long stroke from Billy’s sternum to his chin as he closed one long fingered hand around Billy’s arousal.
The images in his head of Orlando defending his honour, the sensations of having him deep inside him every stroke brushing against just the right spot, long fingers wrapped around his arousal and his tongue swiping a broad stroke up his neck was enough sensory overload, his hips stuttered once, then twice and his release pulsed over Orlando’s fingers and across their bellies.
Collapsing limply against Orlando, Billy nuzzled his face into Orlando’s neck, his teeth nipping at the tendons there as his body clenched around his lover. Orlando’s hands moved lower, his fingers under Billy’s buttocks, pushing and pulling him desperately, his hips slamming up against Billy as he fought to control his own responses.
“Let go?” Billy whispered in his ear as he nipped at Orlando’s earlobe, his arms wrapped around Orlando’s neck, clinging on for dear life as Orlando gave up his fragile hold on control and thrust deeper, harder and faster. Finally he succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure and found his release deep within his lover, with a satisfied yelp of pleasure.
Collapsing back limply on the sofa, Orlando’s arms closed around Billy and pulled him flush against him, ignoring the sticky mess between their bodies, his fingers closed over the back of Billy’s head as he kissed him wetly.
“I love you.” He whispered softly against Billy’s head.
Billy heard the quiet admission and tightened his arms around the younger man, pressing a gentle kiss against his sweat slick skin. “ah know.” He whispered. “ah know.” No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t repeat the avowal to his young lover.
“Come back to bed?” Orlando asked softly, his fingers running up and down Billy’s spine, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice.
“Ah’m sorry, laddie.” Billy murmured, shifting back to look into Orlando’s face and feeling his young lover slip from inside his body.
“No, need.” Orlando looped his fingers around the back of Billy’s neck and pulled him in for a long wet kiss. “I know you’ll tell me when you can. It’s enough to have you here with me. Honestly.”