FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(19/23)
Title: Lost Without You (19/23)
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| Chapter 18|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando pressed the cell phone to his ear as he opened the door of his trailer and walked inside.
“Hey.” He murmured into the phone as he flopped onto the sofa and flicked the on switch on the television remote control with his elbow. “I miss you.”
“Miss ye too, laddie.” Billy’s gentle Scottish brogue crackled through a burst of static. “Good day, today?”
“Not too bad. Long. Kept fucking up one of the scenes. Got it in the end though.” Orlando shrugged, forgetting that Billy couldn’t see him.
Rolling onto his stomach on the sofa, Orlando leaned over and shuffled through the mail that his assistant had left on the coffee table. “I should have let you come with me. I can’t wait to come home.” Orlando whispered.
“It’s only another couple of weeks, besides you were right, I had that radio play and the promotional thing. It was better this way.” Billy’s words were sensible but his voice had the same wistful lilt that Orlando’s sulky tones had carried.
“Better that I didn’t wake up with you wrapped around me?” Orlando lamented, his long fingers pushing one letter off the top of another as he spoke.
“Bed’s been mighty lonesome, laddie, just me and the dogs.” Billy replied. “when are you coming home?”
“Thought you weren’t going to let them sleep on the bed?” Orlando grinned, his fingers brushing across a fancy linen envelope. “In two days.” His fingertip slipped under the seal and opened the card, pulling it out of the envelope and reading it quickly.
“someone had to keep your half warm.” Billy chuckled, “If you’re a good boy I’ll even change the sheets.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, Bills?” Orlando sat up on the sofa and reread the card.
“Tell you what?” Billy’s voice was wary, answering slowly.
“Don’t lie to me Bills.” Orlando murmured, “I don’t care if you want to go.”
“That’s the point. I don’t want to go.” Billy replied quickly. “I was hoping he hadn’t sent one to you.”
“Of course he’s going to send one to me. He hates me. He wants rub my face in his publicity. He wants me to know that he’s hurting you. I’m going and I want you to come with me. He’s not going to do this to either of us.”
“I’ve put him behind me, Orlando. I don’t want to go.” Billy almost pleaded.
“We’re going Bill, I’ll be there, he can’t hurt you. We’re going to be the bigger people. We’ll hold our heads high and be the friends the world thinks he has.”
“And if I say no?” Billy sighed.
“Then I’ll insist and bribe you with all sorts of delicious treats when we get home.” Orlando’s voice was soft and sultry, seductive in the power it held over his lover.
“What if….” Billy started to speak, his teeth gnawing at his lower lip in consternation.
“No what if’s, Bill.” Orlando interrupted him softly, “We’ll be together and we can handle whatever that smug bastard can throw at us. We’re stronger and better than him. We’ll survive.” He vowed quietly.
“I wish I had your optimism.” Billy murmured.
“I’ve got enough for both of us.” Orlando whispered into the phone, his fingertips itching with the need to touch his lover and reassure him. “I love you and dammit I miss you. We shouldn’t be doing this over the phone.”
“We’ll be together soon.” Billy replied, his lips turning up in a weak grin as he spoke.
A loud knock on Orlando’s trailer door interrupted them and calling out to the intruder, they quickly ended the call before Orlando went back to work.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Holding Billy’s tuxedo jacket in both hands, Orlando waited patiently as Billy slid first one arm then the other into the sleeves and he slid it onto Billy’s shoulders, stroking his shoulders as he settled the jacket in place.
“Stop it.” Orlando stated simply.
“Stop what?” Billy asked, his teeth gnawing on his bottom lip, his fingertips nervously plucking at imaginery lint on his trousers.
“fretting.” Orlando slapped at his fingers. “It’ll be okay.”
“I dinnae want to be his best man, Orli.” Billy murmured, “I cannae do this.” He started to shrug out of the jacket.
“You didn’t want to, but you’re going to be, if you punk out now, he wins. And I’ll be fucked if he’s going to win.”
“Then ye fecking be his best man.” Billy growled angrily.
“He wants you, Bills. You were his best friend for ten years. Everybody still thinks that you are. You know half the English speaking world thinks you were, and still are lovers. How do you think it will look if you pull out?” Orlando explained, “He’ll come out smelling like roses and you’ll look like the petty, recalcitrant loser. I won’t let him do that to you.” Orlando pulled Billy into a tight embrace, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “We both know that you’re the rose and he’s the stinkweed.”
“Ye’re far too good to me.” Billy sighed, sliding his arms under Orlando’s jacket and around his slender waist.
“You’re worth it.” Orlando whispered releasing his hold on the smaller man. “Now go and make me proud before I have to shag my sexy lover senseless.”
Billy stood taller, pressing his lips to Orlando’s for a long lingering kiss. “I’m going to hold you to that later.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Dominic stood in the centre of the room, watching the hive of activity around him, wondering how long he’d have to wait before he got a call from his best man.
His eyes opened wide as he watched Billy stride into the room. Dressed in the tuxedo he had sent him, Dom couldn’t stop the hot flare of arousal that burned as he watched the smaller man walking towards him.
“Well, I must say you’ve surprised me.” Dom laughed as Billy stopped several paces in front of him. “I thought you’d get cold feet.”
“Well ye were wrong.” Billy shrugged, “I made a commitment. I keep my promises.”
“Commendable of you.” Dom nodded, sliding his hands in his pockets to draw attention to the ridge of his half hard arousal, he grinned as Billy’s eyes slid lower. “How about it? One for old times sake?”
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| Chapter 18|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando pressed the cell phone to his ear as he opened the door of his trailer and walked inside.
“Hey.” He murmured into the phone as he flopped onto the sofa and flicked the on switch on the television remote control with his elbow. “I miss you.”
“Miss ye too, laddie.” Billy’s gentle Scottish brogue crackled through a burst of static. “Good day, today?”
“Not too bad. Long. Kept fucking up one of the scenes. Got it in the end though.” Orlando shrugged, forgetting that Billy couldn’t see him.
Rolling onto his stomach on the sofa, Orlando leaned over and shuffled through the mail that his assistant had left on the coffee table. “I should have let you come with me. I can’t wait to come home.” Orlando whispered.
“It’s only another couple of weeks, besides you were right, I had that radio play and the promotional thing. It was better this way.” Billy’s words were sensible but his voice had the same wistful lilt that Orlando’s sulky tones had carried.
“Better that I didn’t wake up with you wrapped around me?” Orlando lamented, his long fingers pushing one letter off the top of another as he spoke.
“Bed’s been mighty lonesome, laddie, just me and the dogs.” Billy replied. “when are you coming home?”
“Thought you weren’t going to let them sleep on the bed?” Orlando grinned, his fingers brushing across a fancy linen envelope. “In two days.” His fingertip slipped under the seal and opened the card, pulling it out of the envelope and reading it quickly.
“someone had to keep your half warm.” Billy chuckled, “If you’re a good boy I’ll even change the sheets.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, Bills?” Orlando sat up on the sofa and reread the card.
“Tell you what?” Billy’s voice was wary, answering slowly.
“Don’t lie to me Bills.” Orlando murmured, “I don’t care if you want to go.”
“That’s the point. I don’t want to go.” Billy replied quickly. “I was hoping he hadn’t sent one to you.”
“Of course he’s going to send one to me. He hates me. He wants rub my face in his publicity. He wants me to know that he’s hurting you. I’m going and I want you to come with me. He’s not going to do this to either of us.”
“I’ve put him behind me, Orlando. I don’t want to go.” Billy almost pleaded.
“We’re going Bill, I’ll be there, he can’t hurt you. We’re going to be the bigger people. We’ll hold our heads high and be the friends the world thinks he has.”
“And if I say no?” Billy sighed.
“Then I’ll insist and bribe you with all sorts of delicious treats when we get home.” Orlando’s voice was soft and sultry, seductive in the power it held over his lover.
“What if….” Billy started to speak, his teeth gnawing at his lower lip in consternation.
“No what if’s, Bill.” Orlando interrupted him softly, “We’ll be together and we can handle whatever that smug bastard can throw at us. We’re stronger and better than him. We’ll survive.” He vowed quietly.
“I wish I had your optimism.” Billy murmured.
“I’ve got enough for both of us.” Orlando whispered into the phone, his fingertips itching with the need to touch his lover and reassure him. “I love you and dammit I miss you. We shouldn’t be doing this over the phone.”
“We’ll be together soon.” Billy replied, his lips turning up in a weak grin as he spoke.
A loud knock on Orlando’s trailer door interrupted them and calling out to the intruder, they quickly ended the call before Orlando went back to work.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Holding Billy’s tuxedo jacket in both hands, Orlando waited patiently as Billy slid first one arm then the other into the sleeves and he slid it onto Billy’s shoulders, stroking his shoulders as he settled the jacket in place.
“Stop it.” Orlando stated simply.
“Stop what?” Billy asked, his teeth gnawing on his bottom lip, his fingertips nervously plucking at imaginery lint on his trousers.
“fretting.” Orlando slapped at his fingers. “It’ll be okay.”
“I dinnae want to be his best man, Orli.” Billy murmured, “I cannae do this.” He started to shrug out of the jacket.
“You didn’t want to, but you’re going to be, if you punk out now, he wins. And I’ll be fucked if he’s going to win.”
“Then ye fecking be his best man.” Billy growled angrily.
“He wants you, Bills. You were his best friend for ten years. Everybody still thinks that you are. You know half the English speaking world thinks you were, and still are lovers. How do you think it will look if you pull out?” Orlando explained, “He’ll come out smelling like roses and you’ll look like the petty, recalcitrant loser. I won’t let him do that to you.” Orlando pulled Billy into a tight embrace, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “We both know that you’re the rose and he’s the stinkweed.”
“Ye’re far too good to me.” Billy sighed, sliding his arms under Orlando’s jacket and around his slender waist.
“You’re worth it.” Orlando whispered releasing his hold on the smaller man. “Now go and make me proud before I have to shag my sexy lover senseless.”
Billy stood taller, pressing his lips to Orlando’s for a long lingering kiss. “I’m going to hold you to that later.”
~*~*~*~*~*~
Dominic stood in the centre of the room, watching the hive of activity around him, wondering how long he’d have to wait before he got a call from his best man.
His eyes opened wide as he watched Billy stride into the room. Dressed in the tuxedo he had sent him, Dom couldn’t stop the hot flare of arousal that burned as he watched the smaller man walking towards him.
“Well, I must say you’ve surprised me.” Dom laughed as Billy stopped several paces in front of him. “I thought you’d get cold feet.”
“Well ye were wrong.” Billy shrugged, “I made a commitment. I keep my promises.”
“Commendable of you.” Dom nodded, sliding his hands in his pockets to draw attention to the ridge of his half hard arousal, he grinned as Billy’s eyes slid lower. “How about it? One for old times sake?”