FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(20/24)
Title: Lost Without You (20/24)
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| Chapter 19|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
There was a lot he could forgive. In his heart he still loved Dominic, but even after six months with little to no contact with Dominic it was becoming harder and harder to ignore the nasty jibes and backhanded comments without seeing a side to his former lover that he had been blind to. When he asked his crude question, Billy took a step back in horror. His mouth fell open as his mind attempted to form words to rebuff the vile invitation.
“What the feck is ye’re problem? It’s ye’re wedding day, and ye’re asking meh that?” he spluttered angrily.
“Don’t get your shorts in a tangle. You’re a good looking man, you know you turn me on. You always have that was never a problem with us. So what’s your problem. You know you want me and your shadow isn’t here. I thought you might like a good hard shagging. For old times sake.”
“Ah no, no I don’t.” Billy replied indignantly. “Ye self important bastard. I wouldn’t do that to my lover.”
“And how is Flower?” Dom asked with a grin. “Got the invitation did she?”
“HE’S fine, and yes he did.” Billy answered through tightly clenched teeth.
Dom stepped forward, brushing his shoulder against Billy’s as he walked forward, expecting Billy to follow in his wake.
“You do know we’re going to have something that you two never will have.” Dom spoke calmly as he straightened a white beribboned chair in the last row of a block of identical chairs.
Watching Dom’s long fingers fiddling with the ribbon, Billy couldn’t help himself, his mind was filled with memories of those fingers touching his body. Shaking his head to clear the bittersweet memories, replacing them with Dom’s own hurtful words. “Is this going to be another shot at my career?” Billy sighed.
“I don’t need to tell you that your career is in the crapper.” Dom chuckled with a nonchalant. “You should have come to LA with me when I begged you to.”
“Scotland is my home, Dommeh. I’m proud of where I come from and I don’t need to go anywhere else to prove myself.”
“Good for you.” Dom clapped him loudly, momentarily drawing the attention of the people busily working on making his wedding ceremony perfect. “You know why? You don’t have the balls to cope anywhere else. You’re just happy being the little fish in a little pond, because you know you can’t do any better. Not like me.”
The cruel taunts hurt, but Billy was damned if he was going to let his former lover know just how much, he struggled to do exactly what his lover had asked of him. If it killed him he would hold his head high and be the bigger man. “So if it’s not about my career what is it?”
“We’re going to have a baby. I wasn’t going to tell you but I know how much you want to be a father, I thought you should hear it from me. But that’s right, I guess I don’t have to tell you do I? You never will be if you stay with him, but I already will be.”
“Ah figured there was a reason for the quick wedding.” Billy shrugged, determined not to give in to Dominic’s jibes.
“We decided it would be better business to sell our wedding story and big news to one of the better magazines instead of the tabloids doing the baby bump search.” Dominic explained as he walked down what was being transformed into his wedding aisle.
“So the poor wee bairn isn’t even born yet and already you’re whoring it to the highest bidder.” Billy surmised.
“You really have the wrong idea don’t you, Billy Boy.” Dominic laughed as he turned and stood still, brushing imaginary lint from the silky lapels of Billy’s tuxedo. “It’s not whoring, it’s strategic publicity.”
“Strategic?” Billy snarked as he stepped back, slapping Dom’s hands away. “And for the record, you lost the right to touch me a long time ago Dominic.”
“Honey, if I really wanted to touch you, you be begging me to.” Dominic chuckled.
“Begging is it?” Billy looked at him askance. “I stopped begging you for anything a long time ago Dominic.”
Dom glanced around the room, ensuring that everyone’s attention was focused elsewhere, before he leaned in and grabbed Billy by the tie. Pulling him in Dominic pressed their lips together and kissed him. A hard angry kiss, his tuxedo clad thigh insinuating it’s way between Billy’s legs and grinding. He pulled back, a feral grin twisting his face.
“Getting to old to get it up are we?”
“Feck off, Monaghan.” Billy’s hands closed into tight, white knuckled fists before he pushed against Dom’s chest. “when the ceremony starts, I’ll be here, the best best friend you’ve ever had. Until then if you come near me again I swear I’ll knock you down the way I should have months ago.”
He turned and walked from the room, the sound of his footsteps an angry staccato on the marble floor.
“Months?” Orlando’s soft voice spoke.
Spinning on his heel, Billy’s eyes searched for his lover, finding him slouched against a wall, close enough to watch, yet far enough to give him the privacy and freedom he hadn’t realized he needed.
“I should have dropped the smug bastard when he hit you.” Billy sighed, his fists finally uncurling as the comfort of being close to Orlando washed over him.
“I would have preferred it to be when he took you into that alley all those years ago.” Orlando whispered, his hand reaching out to smooth the creases of tension from Billy’s forehead.
“Aye, hindsight is a beautiful thing.” Billy agreed, leaning into Orlando’s touch, his eyes closing briefly.
“None of what he said was true, Bills.” Orlando whispered, his thumb stroking Billy’s temple, trying to absorb the pain that radiated from the smaller man.
“Yes it was.” Billy grimaced.
“Not from where I stand. Unlike him you’re loyal to your roots, you love your home and you’re not about to sell out.” Orlando began.
“Not that, numptie.” A small smile creased Billy’s face as he listened to Orlando defending him. “The kids thing. I always wanted a family.”
“I wouldn’t ever stand in your way, Bills.” Orlando spoke softly. “You know that.”
Billy reached up to press his fingers to Orlando’s lips. “Ssh, laddie. If it’s a choice between you or children, I’ve made my choice.”
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| Chapter 19|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
There was a lot he could forgive. In his heart he still loved Dominic, but even after six months with little to no contact with Dominic it was becoming harder and harder to ignore the nasty jibes and backhanded comments without seeing a side to his former lover that he had been blind to. When he asked his crude question, Billy took a step back in horror. His mouth fell open as his mind attempted to form words to rebuff the vile invitation.
“What the feck is ye’re problem? It’s ye’re wedding day, and ye’re asking meh that?” he spluttered angrily.
“Don’t get your shorts in a tangle. You’re a good looking man, you know you turn me on. You always have that was never a problem with us. So what’s your problem. You know you want me and your shadow isn’t here. I thought you might like a good hard shagging. For old times sake.”
“Ah no, no I don’t.” Billy replied indignantly. “Ye self important bastard. I wouldn’t do that to my lover.”
“And how is Flower?” Dom asked with a grin. “Got the invitation did she?”
“HE’S fine, and yes he did.” Billy answered through tightly clenched teeth.
Dom stepped forward, brushing his shoulder against Billy’s as he walked forward, expecting Billy to follow in his wake.
“You do know we’re going to have something that you two never will have.” Dom spoke calmly as he straightened a white beribboned chair in the last row of a block of identical chairs.
Watching Dom’s long fingers fiddling with the ribbon, Billy couldn’t help himself, his mind was filled with memories of those fingers touching his body. Shaking his head to clear the bittersweet memories, replacing them with Dom’s own hurtful words. “Is this going to be another shot at my career?” Billy sighed.
“I don’t need to tell you that your career is in the crapper.” Dom chuckled with a nonchalant. “You should have come to LA with me when I begged you to.”
“Scotland is my home, Dommeh. I’m proud of where I come from and I don’t need to go anywhere else to prove myself.”
“Good for you.” Dom clapped him loudly, momentarily drawing the attention of the people busily working on making his wedding ceremony perfect. “You know why? You don’t have the balls to cope anywhere else. You’re just happy being the little fish in a little pond, because you know you can’t do any better. Not like me.”
The cruel taunts hurt, but Billy was damned if he was going to let his former lover know just how much, he struggled to do exactly what his lover had asked of him. If it killed him he would hold his head high and be the bigger man. “So if it’s not about my career what is it?”
“We’re going to have a baby. I wasn’t going to tell you but I know how much you want to be a father, I thought you should hear it from me. But that’s right, I guess I don’t have to tell you do I? You never will be if you stay with him, but I already will be.”
“Ah figured there was a reason for the quick wedding.” Billy shrugged, determined not to give in to Dominic’s jibes.
“We decided it would be better business to sell our wedding story and big news to one of the better magazines instead of the tabloids doing the baby bump search.” Dominic explained as he walked down what was being transformed into his wedding aisle.
“So the poor wee bairn isn’t even born yet and already you’re whoring it to the highest bidder.” Billy surmised.
“You really have the wrong idea don’t you, Billy Boy.” Dominic laughed as he turned and stood still, brushing imaginary lint from the silky lapels of Billy’s tuxedo. “It’s not whoring, it’s strategic publicity.”
“Strategic?” Billy snarked as he stepped back, slapping Dom’s hands away. “And for the record, you lost the right to touch me a long time ago Dominic.”
“Honey, if I really wanted to touch you, you be begging me to.” Dominic chuckled.
“Begging is it?” Billy looked at him askance. “I stopped begging you for anything a long time ago Dominic.”
Dom glanced around the room, ensuring that everyone’s attention was focused elsewhere, before he leaned in and grabbed Billy by the tie. Pulling him in Dominic pressed their lips together and kissed him. A hard angry kiss, his tuxedo clad thigh insinuating it’s way between Billy’s legs and grinding. He pulled back, a feral grin twisting his face.
“Getting to old to get it up are we?”
“Feck off, Monaghan.” Billy’s hands closed into tight, white knuckled fists before he pushed against Dom’s chest. “when the ceremony starts, I’ll be here, the best best friend you’ve ever had. Until then if you come near me again I swear I’ll knock you down the way I should have months ago.”
He turned and walked from the room, the sound of his footsteps an angry staccato on the marble floor.
“Months?” Orlando’s soft voice spoke.
Spinning on his heel, Billy’s eyes searched for his lover, finding him slouched against a wall, close enough to watch, yet far enough to give him the privacy and freedom he hadn’t realized he needed.
“I should have dropped the smug bastard when he hit you.” Billy sighed, his fists finally uncurling as the comfort of being close to Orlando washed over him.
“I would have preferred it to be when he took you into that alley all those years ago.” Orlando whispered, his hand reaching out to smooth the creases of tension from Billy’s forehead.
“Aye, hindsight is a beautiful thing.” Billy agreed, leaning into Orlando’s touch, his eyes closing briefly.
“None of what he said was true, Bills.” Orlando whispered, his thumb stroking Billy’s temple, trying to absorb the pain that radiated from the smaller man.
“Yes it was.” Billy grimaced.
“Not from where I stand. Unlike him you’re loyal to your roots, you love your home and you’re not about to sell out.” Orlando began.
“Not that, numptie.” A small smile creased Billy’s face as he listened to Orlando defending him. “The kids thing. I always wanted a family.”
“I wouldn’t ever stand in your way, Bills.” Orlando spoke softly. “You know that.”
Billy reached up to press his fingers to Orlando’s lips. “Ssh, laddie. If it’s a choice between you or children, I’ve made my choice.”