FIC: Lost Without You (BB/OB)(21/24)
Title: Lost Without You (21/24)
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: 1104
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|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando lay on his belly, his head resting on his folded hands, watching Billy sleeping. He should be letting Billy sleep, the wedding yesterday was hard on the older man, and their night filled with passionate lovemaking hadn’t afforded him the rest he deserved. A lazy grin tugged at his mouth as he realized that technically Dominic was paying for their little love fest.
“Fuck you, Monaghan.” Orlando whispered unable to quell the odd feeling of satisfaction at the thought.
The perspiration was still cooling on his skin, from their early morning lovemaking, a cheeky smile curving his lips as he contemplated waking his lover again.
He reached out with one hand, his fingertips ghosting over Billy’s pale freckled skin without really touching. He rolled onto his side, finally letting his fingers touch the warm skin he craved. His touch swirled over Billy’s chest, unconsciously smoothing the whorls of ginger hair as he passed, his eyes never leaving Billy’s face as he watched his slumberous whuffling breathing. His touch slowed, his thumb circling Billy’s navel, dipping in and then retreating over and over, barely even aware of his actions as he watched Billy’s mouth.
“Ye’re trying to kill me aren’t ye?” Billy’s voice startled him.
“Why would I do that?” Orlando grinned, levering himself up to press a long lingering kiss to Billy’s lips.
“Far too much pleasure.” He groaned.
“I’ll stop touching.” Orlando rolled back against the pillows.
Billy reached out and laced his fingers through Orlando’s, dragging his hand back to his belly. “Don’t ye dare.” Billy murmured, turning his head to press an open mouthed kiss to Orlando’s shoulder.
“That sounds like a challenge Boyd.” Orlando whispered, one hand wrapping around Billy’s shoulders, the other absently petting his lower belly.
“No challenge.” Billy whimpered as Orlando’s wrist brushed against his renewed arousal. Barely covered by the bedsheet, Billy struggled not to arch up into Orlando’s touch.
Orlando leaned his head in to fit his face against the curve of Billy’s shoulder, his tongue darting out, licking the salty skin there, his tongue dragging across the light stubble it passed.
“Come over here.” Billy slid one hand down Orlando’s hip, pulling him closer.
Orlando allowed himself to be dragged across the rumpled sheets, his breath catching as his heavy arousal pulled across the rough cotton before fitting his long lean body around the softer smaller form of his lover.
Billy grappled with the pillows, his fingers sliding under the fluffy objects searching for the bottle of lube they had discarded earlier. Turning his head, Billy kissed a long line of wet, sloppy kisses across Orlando’s face, “Hurry,” he murmured. “Need ye.”
Letting his fingers trail across Billy’s arousal, his smile widening as he heard the hitch in Billy’s breath, he traced his fingertips up and down the insides of Billy’s thighs, before moving across the taut sacs and lower. As his fingertips brushed over Billy’s entrance he couldn’t help but hear the slight groan of mingled pleasure and pain.
“I’m not fucking you, Billy.” Orlando murmured, his teeth nipping at the small red marks that already adorned the smaller man’s neck.
Billy frowned, sliding his hand down Orlando’s belly. Closing around Orlando’s arousal, he stroked slowly.
“I want you, Orli. I want this.” He tugged a little harder, “Inside me.”
“Too bad.” Orlando groaned, his own fingers moving to wrap around Billy’s arousal in a tight grip, stroking him. “Because I was hoping for the same thing.”
“You’re good, but I don’t think you’re that good.” Billy frowned, his hips stuttering up into Orlando’s touch.
“No. you daftie.” Orlando rolled over, his body over Billy’s his thighs framed Billy’s, his weight held above his lover by his elbows. Their erections trapped together between their bellies as they struggled not to thrust wildly against each other. “I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
“But…” Billy’s eyes widened. “I’ve….We’ve….Can’t we just….Dammit Orlando. Fuck me….please?”
“Billy?” Orlando pressed his forehead against Billy’s and let his hips drag forward, drawing a strangled moan from each of them. “Calm down. What did I say?” he murmured, fitting their bodies together, he rolled them onto their sides until he could look into Billy’s face.
“nothing.” He slid his hand between them until he could wrap his small hand around Orlando’s arousal and stroke him. “Please Orli, just fuck me.”
“No.” Orlando pulled Billy’s hand away from his length and held it trapped in his own against his racing heart. “We’ve been shagging like bunnies, you’re sore and I won’t hurt you.”
“It’s alright.” Billy responded quickly.
“No. It’s not.” Orlando sighed. “I’m not him and I won’t treat you like that.” He soothed gently. “Besides aren’t we an equal partnership?”
“Yeah, but…” Billy started to speak.
“But nothing.” Orlando replied, “I want to feel what you feel when I’m inside you. I want to know what puts that blissful expression on your face. I want to know what it is that makes your eyes almost black just before you climax.” He explained. “Why don’t you want me to feel that?”
“Because….” Billy drew a deep breath, his face flushed with embarrassment, “Because ah’ve never done it before. Because ah’m terrified I’ll hurt ye the way he did me.”
Orlando searched Billy’s face for long moments before he closed both hands around Billy’s face and kissed him. His mouth open, his tongue slipped along Billy’s lips and delved deep into his mouth.
“I cannot begin to explain how much I love you, you daftie.” Orlando murmured between stringing kisses across Billy’s face. “You will never hurt me. I trust you to love me not harm me. Please? I want you so much it hurts.”
“But…” Billy closed his eyes, struggling with his own emotions, his free hand stroking Orlando’s curls softly.
“But nothing.” Orlando shrugged with a lopsided grin. “I’ll tell you the moment something doesn’t feel right. Please Billy? You might actually enjoy it.” He nipped at Billy’s lower lip as he spoke.
“Ye really want me don’t ye?” Billy whispered, his hand stroking gently down Orlando’s smooth chest.
Pushing Billy’s hand lower, his own fingers wrapping around Billy’s as he demonstrates the rhythm he wants. “What do you think?”
“He never did. Said I wasn’t a top. He’s the only man I’d ever been with. I believed him.” Billy murmured, “I didn’t fucking know did I.” he continued. “I’ve wanted to fuck ye for so long. But I’m terrified I’m going to hurt ye. I remember my first time. I remember how much it hurt and how much pain I endured for days after. I don’t want that for you.”
“Since I’m not asking the world’s biggest egotistical asshole to fuck me, I know it’s going to be fine”
“Laddie…ah’m not sure.” Billy whispered.
“What about a compromise?” Orlando breathed, his forehead pressed against Billy’s as he composed his thoughts. “We’ll sort something else out now, and then wait. Just think about it? For me? No pressure. Whenever you’re ready. Just know how much I want you, and remember how much I trust you. With all of me.”
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: 1104
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|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
Orlando lay on his belly, his head resting on his folded hands, watching Billy sleeping. He should be letting Billy sleep, the wedding yesterday was hard on the older man, and their night filled with passionate lovemaking hadn’t afforded him the rest he deserved. A lazy grin tugged at his mouth as he realized that technically Dominic was paying for their little love fest.
“Fuck you, Monaghan.” Orlando whispered unable to quell the odd feeling of satisfaction at the thought.
The perspiration was still cooling on his skin, from their early morning lovemaking, a cheeky smile curving his lips as he contemplated waking his lover again.
He reached out with one hand, his fingertips ghosting over Billy’s pale freckled skin without really touching. He rolled onto his side, finally letting his fingers touch the warm skin he craved. His touch swirled over Billy’s chest, unconsciously smoothing the whorls of ginger hair as he passed, his eyes never leaving Billy’s face as he watched his slumberous whuffling breathing. His touch slowed, his thumb circling Billy’s navel, dipping in and then retreating over and over, barely even aware of his actions as he watched Billy’s mouth.
“Ye’re trying to kill me aren’t ye?” Billy’s voice startled him.
“Why would I do that?” Orlando grinned, levering himself up to press a long lingering kiss to Billy’s lips.
“Far too much pleasure.” He groaned.
“I’ll stop touching.” Orlando rolled back against the pillows.
Billy reached out and laced his fingers through Orlando’s, dragging his hand back to his belly. “Don’t ye dare.” Billy murmured, turning his head to press an open mouthed kiss to Orlando’s shoulder.
“That sounds like a challenge Boyd.” Orlando whispered, one hand wrapping around Billy’s shoulders, the other absently petting his lower belly.
“No challenge.” Billy whimpered as Orlando’s wrist brushed against his renewed arousal. Barely covered by the bedsheet, Billy struggled not to arch up into Orlando’s touch.
Orlando leaned his head in to fit his face against the curve of Billy’s shoulder, his tongue darting out, licking the salty skin there, his tongue dragging across the light stubble it passed.
“Come over here.” Billy slid one hand down Orlando’s hip, pulling him closer.
Orlando allowed himself to be dragged across the rumpled sheets, his breath catching as his heavy arousal pulled across the rough cotton before fitting his long lean body around the softer smaller form of his lover.
Billy grappled with the pillows, his fingers sliding under the fluffy objects searching for the bottle of lube they had discarded earlier. Turning his head, Billy kissed a long line of wet, sloppy kisses across Orlando’s face, “Hurry,” he murmured. “Need ye.”
Letting his fingers trail across Billy’s arousal, his smile widening as he heard the hitch in Billy’s breath, he traced his fingertips up and down the insides of Billy’s thighs, before moving across the taut sacs and lower. As his fingertips brushed over Billy’s entrance he couldn’t help but hear the slight groan of mingled pleasure and pain.
“I’m not fucking you, Billy.” Orlando murmured, his teeth nipping at the small red marks that already adorned the smaller man’s neck.
Billy frowned, sliding his hand down Orlando’s belly. Closing around Orlando’s arousal, he stroked slowly.
“I want you, Orli. I want this.” He tugged a little harder, “Inside me.”
“Too bad.” Orlando groaned, his own fingers moving to wrap around Billy’s arousal in a tight grip, stroking him. “Because I was hoping for the same thing.”
“You’re good, but I don’t think you’re that good.” Billy frowned, his hips stuttering up into Orlando’s touch.
“No. you daftie.” Orlando rolled over, his body over Billy’s his thighs framed Billy’s, his weight held above his lover by his elbows. Their erections trapped together between their bellies as they struggled not to thrust wildly against each other. “I want you inside me. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
“But…” Billy’s eyes widened. “I’ve….We’ve….Can’t we just….Dammit Orlando. Fuck me….please?”
“Billy?” Orlando pressed his forehead against Billy’s and let his hips drag forward, drawing a strangled moan from each of them. “Calm down. What did I say?” he murmured, fitting their bodies together, he rolled them onto their sides until he could look into Billy’s face.
“nothing.” He slid his hand between them until he could wrap his small hand around Orlando’s arousal and stroke him. “Please Orli, just fuck me.”
“No.” Orlando pulled Billy’s hand away from his length and held it trapped in his own against his racing heart. “We’ve been shagging like bunnies, you’re sore and I won’t hurt you.”
“It’s alright.” Billy responded quickly.
“No. It’s not.” Orlando sighed. “I’m not him and I won’t treat you like that.” He soothed gently. “Besides aren’t we an equal partnership?”
“Yeah, but…” Billy started to speak.
“But nothing.” Orlando replied, “I want to feel what you feel when I’m inside you. I want to know what puts that blissful expression on your face. I want to know what it is that makes your eyes almost black just before you climax.” He explained. “Why don’t you want me to feel that?”
“Because….” Billy drew a deep breath, his face flushed with embarrassment, “Because ah’ve never done it before. Because ah’m terrified I’ll hurt ye the way he did me.”
Orlando searched Billy’s face for long moments before he closed both hands around Billy’s face and kissed him. His mouth open, his tongue slipped along Billy’s lips and delved deep into his mouth.
“I cannot begin to explain how much I love you, you daftie.” Orlando murmured between stringing kisses across Billy’s face. “You will never hurt me. I trust you to love me not harm me. Please? I want you so much it hurts.”
“But…” Billy closed his eyes, struggling with his own emotions, his free hand stroking Orlando’s curls softly.
“But nothing.” Orlando shrugged with a lopsided grin. “I’ll tell you the moment something doesn’t feel right. Please Billy? You might actually enjoy it.” He nipped at Billy’s lower lip as he spoke.
“Ye really want me don’t ye?” Billy whispered, his hand stroking gently down Orlando’s smooth chest.
Pushing Billy’s hand lower, his own fingers wrapping around Billy’s as he demonstrates the rhythm he wants. “What do you think?”
“He never did. Said I wasn’t a top. He’s the only man I’d ever been with. I believed him.” Billy murmured, “I didn’t fucking know did I.” he continued. “I’ve wanted to fuck ye for so long. But I’m terrified I’m going to hurt ye. I remember my first time. I remember how much it hurt and how much pain I endured for days after. I don’t want that for you.”
“Since I’m not asking the world’s biggest egotistical asshole to fuck me, I know it’s going to be fine”
“Laddie…ah’m not sure.” Billy whispered.
“What about a compromise?” Orlando breathed, his forehead pressed against Billy’s as he composed his thoughts. “We’ll sort something else out now, and then wait. Just think about it? For me? No pressure. Whenever you’re ready. Just know how much I want you, and remember how much I trust you. With all of me.”