FIC: Lost Without You (11/19)
Title: Lost Without You (11/19)
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, and for this chapter.
Summary: The time has finally come.
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: 2764
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
He couldn’t be sure what woke him later but as a soft knock sounded at the door, Orlando extracted himself carefully from the sleeping Billy. Wrapping a towel around his hips he answered the summons he glanced back to make sure the older man was still sleeping.
“How is he?” Viggo asked without preamble, a large tray balanced on his hands.
“Okay.” Orlando glanced over his shoulder at Billy as he spoke. Billy groped for the warmth of Orlando’s body in his sleep and finally fell still, pushing both hands under the pillow that Orlando had lain against.
“Need a doctor?”
“Says no.” Orlando shrugged.
“Thought you might like some breakfast.” Viggo smiled. “The other boys were famished when they woke.”
“He will be too.” Orlando agreed.
“How are you?” Viggo scrutinized him carefully.
“I’m good.” Orlando couldn’t help the satisfied grin that creased his tanned face.
“Don’t fuck it up, Elfboy.” Viggo advised him.
“Not planning too. Slow and steady.” Orlando nodded. He took the tray from Viggo’s hands and closed the door quietly walking back to the bed. He dropped his towel and perched on the edge of the mattress. Placing the tray on opposite bed he lifted the cover off the plate, smiling as he saw what was revealed.
“Orli?” Billy’s sleepy voice called for him even as his hands slid across the tanned skin of Orlando’s back.
“I’m here Bill.” He spoke, turning to brush his fingers across Billy’s hair. “Go back to sleep.”
“ ‘m dreaming. Can smell bacon.” Billy murmured his brow furrowing. “Hungry.”
Viggo brought us some breakfast. “Bacon, eggs and condoms and lube for desert.”
“Perceptive bastard. Remind me to kiss him later.” Billy mumbled without opening his eyes.
Orlando swung his legs onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard, his fingers pushing the hair back from Billy’s face.
“Time to wake up for a bit. You need to eat, you’re too thin already.”
“M’hungry.” Billy grumbled as he rolled onto his back. “What’s that about the pot?” Billy extended a hand to flick Orlando’s bare belly with the back of his fingers.
“What pot?” Orlando frowned rubbing the reddened mark on his golden skin.
“The pot and the black kettle. I’m too thin?” he opened his eyes with one eyebrow quirked in question.
“I’m not the one that’s been traipsing around in the forest for three days.” Orlando slid down until he was face to face with Billy on the pillow.
“No you’ve been here worrying, drinking too much coffee, smoking too much and not eating enough.”
Billy stated.
“I’ve been eating.” Orlando shrugged, “Viggo has been worse than a mother.”
“Sure you have. Anything more than chocolate and coffee? Share breakfast with me?” Billy asked.
“I’ll share anything with you.” Orlando replied honestly.
“You’re right, Bloom, you’re a fecking girl.” Billy smiled fondly at him reaching for the tray that Orlando had lifted from the other bed.
“Hungry?” Orlando lifted a spoonful of scrambled eggs and directed it to Billy’s mouth, ignoring the affectionate jibe.
“Can feed myself.” Billy muttered around the egg as he chewed them and plucked a wedge of toast from the plate.
“Probably.” Orlando answered, handing him the spoon and sliding off the bed. Walking across the room he pulled a pair of sweat pants from the open bag on the counter and stepped into them.
“Where are you going?” Billy asked, shoveling the eggs inelegantly into his mouth, biting into the toast between mouthfuls.
“Nowhere.” Orlando sat on the opposite bed, watching.
“Perv.” Billy grinned.
“Were you serious last night?’ Orlando asked softly.
“Wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.” Billy nodded, pushing the tray aside then reaching over he plucked the condoms and lube off the second plate.
Dropping them onto the pillow that still bore the imprint of Orlando’s body, Billy slid out of the bed and walked unselfconsciously into the bathroom.
Orlando unfolded his long legs and laid back on the bed, listening as Billy relieved himself and cleaned his teeth. He let his eyes drift closed as the comfortable sounds washed around him, opening them only when he felt the bed dip beside him.
Billy crawled onto the bed from beside Orlando’s feet, watching the slumbering man as he crawled up the bed and lay on his side beside him. Smiling as Orlando turned his head towards him; he reached out a hand and trailed his fingertips across Orlando’s cheek.
“You’re sure you want to do this?” Billy whispered.
“Only if I want to keep breathing.” Orlando chuckled nervously.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Orlando.” Billy whispered, rolling closer to him.
“For Fucks sake Billy, stop teasing me. I’ve wanted you for ten years, don’t get cold feet now.”
Billy lifted one foot to push up the bottom of Orlando’s trackies, his toes pushing through the curling hair on his calf. “Not cold.” He murmured pushing Orlando onto his back, before leaning down to press a gentle kiss on Orlando’s golden chest. “Just cautious.”
“Fuck cautious.” Orlando whispered his fingers pushing through Billy’s ginger hair.
Billy’s lips curled into a grin as he pressed them against Orlando’s skin. “Okay, perhaps you’d like to introduce me? I thought you’d be a better idea since you’re here and all?” his tongue flicked out to brush across Orlando’s nipple.
“Smartass.” Orlando threaded his fingers into Billy’s hair holding his head in place as Billy’s tongue lathed across the nub of erect flesh.
“Last chance, Orlando.” Billy looked up at him, “Is this what you really want?”
“You know that breathing thing you keep mentioning? More than that.” Orlando grinned at his soon to be lover.
As his calloused fingers brushed along the skin above the loose elastic waistband of Orlando’s sweatpants, Billy tilted his head up until his mouth met the younger man’s. His lips traced Orlando’s almost gently. His tongue flicked out to press against the crease of Orlando’s soft lips and silently begged for entrance.
On a contented sigh, Orlando opened his mouth under Billy’s insistent onslaught. His hand lifted to cup the back of Billy’s head pulling him closer as he rolled onto his back.
“Can’t wait to feel you inside me.” Billy groaned into his mouth as they kissed.
Orlando pulled back slightly confused eyes searching Billy’s face quickly.
“But I thought?” he started only to be stilled by a kiss and two fingers pressing against kiss swollen lips.
“That I’d expect you to let me use you like that?” Billy asked quietly.
“No!” Orlando replied quickly.
“I just thought that….” He trailed off, his face flushing hotly. “You’ve done this before.”
“You’ve not?” Billy’s voice was incredulous.
“It’s not like I’m a fucking virgin.” Orlando growled defensively, his cheeks colouring pinkly.
“Dinnae say ye were lad.” Billy crooned his voice husky, his accent thicker. “Jest surprised meh is all.”
Billy lifted Orlando’s hand and turned it over in his own before he lifted it to his own lips and pressed a wet open mouthed kiss on Orlando’s trembling palm. Looking up into Orlando’s face his eyes almost black with smoky arousal Billy sucked Orlando’s thumb into his mouth and sucked it, swirling his tongue around the digit as he sucked and licked slowly. Releasing his thumb Billy moved on to his pointer finger. One by one licking and sucking each digit slowly and thoroughly.
By the time he reached Orlando’s ring finger, Orlando was squirming underneath him, his hips twisting helplessly, desperate for more friction than the thin cotton covering him provided.
“Bills, please.” He begged on a broken whimper.
“Soon, laddie, soon.” Billy crooned. Opening his own legs, he tugged Orlando’s saliva wet fingers down his body and past his own aching arousal. Time for that later, he chanted slowly in his head, as he struggled with the intensity of his own arousal.
Guiding Orlando’s hand past his burning flesh, his hips arched up helplessly as the tip of Orlando’s finger brushed against his puckered opening.
“Please, Laddie.” Billy moaned as Orlando’s fingers brushed tentatively, his fingers taking time to memorize what Billy’s body didn’t have time to linger over. “Ye ken what ae need laddie.”
Orlando rolled onto his side, his free hand groping for the lube as his finger breached the tight ring of muscle. Pushing in slowly, tentatively he watched the expressions on Billy’s face change as his fingers sank deeper into his tight body.
Transfixed by Billy’s reaction, Orlando stilled, watching the myriad of emotions crossing the smaller man’s face as his hips rocked against Orlando’s hand.
“Orli?” he whimpered wantonly, his voice crackling.
“Are you okay?” Orlando breathed slowly pulling his finger out of the tight channel.
“No!” Billy gritted out from between clenched teeth, “Don’t stop.” he grabbed the back of Orlando’s neck and pulled his mouth down for wet, uncoordinated kisses. “More Orlando.” He breathed. “I’m not a fecking lassie, Fuck me.”
Orlando, brushed two fingers across his puckered entrance in response, teasing him before he pushed them into Billy’s body, not stopping until he was knuckle deep within the Scot.
Billy’s body fell back against the bed. His legs open and limp as he moaned in blissful pleasure. “Oh fah feck’s sake,” he growled, “So good.”
Plunging his saliva slick digits into Billy’s body for a few minutes, Orlando grew more daring and started to scissor his fingers bending and twisting them as Billy’s body bucked against him.
Orlando clumsily kissed Billy his own body burning with arousal.
Pulling reluctantly off of Orlando’s fingers, his hair roughened chest glistening with perspiration he closed his fingers over the small plastic bottle in Orlando’s hand.
“Ye ready laddie?” he asked his breath gasping as his free hand rubbed up and down the length of Orlando’s arousal.
“Please Billy?” he murmured. “Don’t make me wait.”
His own shaking hands uncapped the small plastic bottle, a glob of the viscous liquid squirting into his palm, even as his other hand groped for the string of condoms. Pushing the foil strip at Orlando with trembling fingers, he reached back and hastily finished preparing himself as he watched Orlando struggling to sheath himself, the quaking of his long elegant fingers endearing him even more to Billy.
“Calm down, laddie.” Billy murmured, moving to slip one leg over Orlando’s thighs.
“Easy for you to fucking say.” Orlando mumbled as Billy’s slick fingers closed around him again. His hips pushed up into the touch a husky groan tumbling from his lips as he struggled to maintain any form of control.
“We can slow down?” Billy leaned forward, his lips pressing against Orlando’s as his erection slid against Orlando’s, unconsciously thrusting against the larger man.
“No fucking way.” Orlando muttered, pushing up into Billy’s touch so urgently that he almost knocked them both off the bed.
Scrabbling for purchase on the duvet, Billy grabbed fistfuls of the silky fabric stilling their movement as he looked into Orlando’s embarrassed face.
“Is this going to kill us?” he asked quietly, his breathing ragged as he hoped to calm his young lover.
“I’m sorry.” Orlando blushed furiously. “You know I’m a clumsy git.”
“Just calm down. We’ve got the rest of our lives.” Billy murmured leaning in to kiss him slowly.
“I just want tonight to be…” he paused, dipping his head into the curve of Billy’s neck.
“Perfect?” Billy completed for him, one hand lifting to brush sweat damp curls from Orlando’s forehead.
“Yeah I know, I’m a fucking girl.” Orlando’s lips moved against Billy’s skin as he hid his face.
“No. You’re not a girl. Romantic maybe, but no girl.” Billy slid his hands down Orlando’s body to close around his arousal and stroke it slowly. “You ready to do this?” he asked.
“Are you?” Orlando tilted his head back and looked into Billy’s for long moments, before Billy broke their gaze. Sliding forward on Orlando’s body, he leaned forward and lowered himself slowly onto Orlando’s arousal. His eyes squeezed closed, his breathing quickened as he slowly lowered his body.
His thighs clenched tight on Orlando’s hips, his palms pressed flat against Orlando’s chest forcing the younger man to stay still under him as his body desperately struggled to accept the intrusion.
The burning stretch and pull of Orlando’s entry tugged at his racing heart, his teeth piercing his lip as he struggled not to cry out in the initial pain. But as he allowed his need and desire to regain control his hips slowly began to undulate as if of their own accord, his fingers slowly twisting the hard nubbins under them.
Opening his eyes, Orlando looked up at his lover. It had taken everything in him to stay still long enough for Billy’s body to adjust. Even now as Billy’s hips rolled against him, his body gripping him tightly Orlando could barely contain his desire to touch and taste, to feel and devour the smaller man.
Stilling his movements, Billy lifted one hand to cup Orlando’s face, the gentle touch a tangible anchor for the younger man, pulling his attention back to Billy’s face.
“Laddie, this isn’t going to last long if you don’t breath.” He murmured, his thumb brushing across Orlando’s kiss swollen lips.
“Don’t stop. You feel so good.” Orlando groaned, his hands slipping down to rest on Billy’s hips, forcing him to move again.
“Ye feel feckin fantastic.” Billy groaned as he ground down onto Orlando, his thumb trailed across Orlando’s lips, dipping into his mouth before he gave into temptation and leaned forward.
Taking his weight on his elbows alongside Orlando’s body, Billy pressed their lips together, his tongue sliding into Orlando’s mouth as his body thrust down to meet Orlando’s.
Orlando’s hands roamed all over Billy’s body, barely hesitating for a moment before he skimmed his fingertips from the top of Billy’s head as far down his legs as he could reach, pausing to clasp Billy’s firm buttocks and hold him as he thrust up into the tight channel gripping him.
“love kissing ye.” Billy murmured against Orlando’s mouth, his teeth nipping at his bottom lip before kissing him again.
One hand slipping behind Billy’s head, Orlando rolled towards the centre of the bed, carrying Billy over onto his back. Feeling Orlando slide almost completely out of his body as they moved, Billy wrapped his legs around Orlando’s waist, his hands slipping under Orlando’s arms to wrap around his torso, pulling the younger man down against him.
Grinding his lips against Orlando’s Billy writhed against the younger man, determined for Orlando to enjoy their first union but failing miserably as his body betrayed him racing towards his climax.
Ducking his head, Billy lathed his tongue against Orlando’s perspiration damp chest. His hands sliding down Orlando’s back to pull their bodies tighter together, his own desperate arousal trapped between their bodies, grinding against Orlando’s belly.
“I’m sorry, Laddie.” Billy whispered as his teeth closed on one tight nipple, and unable to control the desperate climax thundering though his body, cried out as his release pulsed between them.
“Sorry?” Orlando breathed, transfixed by the blissful expression on Billy’s face, realizing that he was apologizing for finishing before him. As Billy’s body contracted around him, Orlando’s hips stuttered against him as he thrust uncontrollably into the smaller man, throwing his head back and shouting as his climax tore through his body and he collapsed limply under Billy.
“Wow.” Orlando gasped into Billy’s neck.
“Wow?” Billy almost giggled against Orlando’s hair, almost regretful as he felt Orlando slipping from his body.
“That was….Wow.” He replied and Billy could feel the smile against his skin.
“You could never be accused of being inarticulate.” Billy laughed.
“Give me a break…” Orlando rolled onto his back and slipped the condom off dropping it onto the floor beside the bed, promptly overbalancing and landing on his back on the carpeted floor.
“Was I that bad?” Billy laughed rolling toward the edge of the bed, watching Orlando rubbing his injured hip.
“Bad?” Orlando looked up shaking his curls out of his face.
“You didn’t have to eject yourself from the bed so quickly.” Billy chuckled extending a hand to pull him back up onto the bed.
“Shut the fuck up alright.” Orlando growled playfully, embarrassed by his clumsiness. “I’m just glad I didn’t damage my bits.” He opened his arms as he lay back against the pillows.
“Me too.” Billy murmured sliding against his side, his head resting over Orlando’s chest, the steady rhythm of Orlando’s heartbeat lulling him into relaxation. “I’ll keep you safe now.” He mumbled as he closed his eyes.
Author: sassywitch
Beta hisniblets
Pairing: OB/BB, mentions of BB/DM
Rating: NC-17 for the series, and for this chapter.
Summary: The time has finally come.
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: 2764
Previous Chapters: Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7| Chapter 8| Chapter 9| Chapter 10|
Posted to: fellow_shippers, sassyfic
He couldn’t be sure what woke him later but as a soft knock sounded at the door, Orlando extracted himself carefully from the sleeping Billy. Wrapping a towel around his hips he answered the summons he glanced back to make sure the older man was still sleeping.
“How is he?” Viggo asked without preamble, a large tray balanced on his hands.
“Okay.” Orlando glanced over his shoulder at Billy as he spoke. Billy groped for the warmth of Orlando’s body in his sleep and finally fell still, pushing both hands under the pillow that Orlando had lain against.
“Need a doctor?”
“Says no.” Orlando shrugged.
“Thought you might like some breakfast.” Viggo smiled. “The other boys were famished when they woke.”
“He will be too.” Orlando agreed.
“How are you?” Viggo scrutinized him carefully.
“I’m good.” Orlando couldn’t help the satisfied grin that creased his tanned face.
“Don’t fuck it up, Elfboy.” Viggo advised him.
“Not planning too. Slow and steady.” Orlando nodded. He took the tray from Viggo’s hands and closed the door quietly walking back to the bed. He dropped his towel and perched on the edge of the mattress. Placing the tray on opposite bed he lifted the cover off the plate, smiling as he saw what was revealed.
“Orli?” Billy’s sleepy voice called for him even as his hands slid across the tanned skin of Orlando’s back.
“I’m here Bill.” He spoke, turning to brush his fingers across Billy’s hair. “Go back to sleep.”
“ ‘m dreaming. Can smell bacon.” Billy murmured his brow furrowing. “Hungry.”
Viggo brought us some breakfast. “Bacon, eggs and condoms and lube for desert.”
“Perceptive bastard. Remind me to kiss him later.” Billy mumbled without opening his eyes.
Orlando swung his legs onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard, his fingers pushing the hair back from Billy’s face.
“Time to wake up for a bit. You need to eat, you’re too thin already.”
“M’hungry.” Billy grumbled as he rolled onto his back. “What’s that about the pot?” Billy extended a hand to flick Orlando’s bare belly with the back of his fingers.
“What pot?” Orlando frowned rubbing the reddened mark on his golden skin.
“The pot and the black kettle. I’m too thin?” he opened his eyes with one eyebrow quirked in question.
“I’m not the one that’s been traipsing around in the forest for three days.” Orlando slid down until he was face to face with Billy on the pillow.
“No you’ve been here worrying, drinking too much coffee, smoking too much and not eating enough.”
Billy stated.
“I’ve been eating.” Orlando shrugged, “Viggo has been worse than a mother.”
“Sure you have. Anything more than chocolate and coffee? Share breakfast with me?” Billy asked.
“I’ll share anything with you.” Orlando replied honestly.
“You’re right, Bloom, you’re a fecking girl.” Billy smiled fondly at him reaching for the tray that Orlando had lifted from the other bed.
“Hungry?” Orlando lifted a spoonful of scrambled eggs and directed it to Billy’s mouth, ignoring the affectionate jibe.
“Can feed myself.” Billy muttered around the egg as he chewed them and plucked a wedge of toast from the plate.
“Probably.” Orlando answered, handing him the spoon and sliding off the bed. Walking across the room he pulled a pair of sweat pants from the open bag on the counter and stepped into them.
“Where are you going?” Billy asked, shoveling the eggs inelegantly into his mouth, biting into the toast between mouthfuls.
“Nowhere.” Orlando sat on the opposite bed, watching.
“Perv.” Billy grinned.
“Were you serious last night?’ Orlando asked softly.
“Wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.” Billy nodded, pushing the tray aside then reaching over he plucked the condoms and lube off the second plate.
Dropping them onto the pillow that still bore the imprint of Orlando’s body, Billy slid out of the bed and walked unselfconsciously into the bathroom.
Orlando unfolded his long legs and laid back on the bed, listening as Billy relieved himself and cleaned his teeth. He let his eyes drift closed as the comfortable sounds washed around him, opening them only when he felt the bed dip beside him.
Billy crawled onto the bed from beside Orlando’s feet, watching the slumbering man as he crawled up the bed and lay on his side beside him. Smiling as Orlando turned his head towards him; he reached out a hand and trailed his fingertips across Orlando’s cheek.
“You’re sure you want to do this?” Billy whispered.
“Only if I want to keep breathing.” Orlando chuckled nervously.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Orlando.” Billy whispered, rolling closer to him.
“For Fucks sake Billy, stop teasing me. I’ve wanted you for ten years, don’t get cold feet now.”
Billy lifted one foot to push up the bottom of Orlando’s trackies, his toes pushing through the curling hair on his calf. “Not cold.” He murmured pushing Orlando onto his back, before leaning down to press a gentle kiss on Orlando’s golden chest. “Just cautious.”
“Fuck cautious.” Orlando whispered his fingers pushing through Billy’s ginger hair.
Billy’s lips curled into a grin as he pressed them against Orlando’s skin. “Okay, perhaps you’d like to introduce me? I thought you’d be a better idea since you’re here and all?” his tongue flicked out to brush across Orlando’s nipple.
“Smartass.” Orlando threaded his fingers into Billy’s hair holding his head in place as Billy’s tongue lathed across the nub of erect flesh.
“Last chance, Orlando.” Billy looked up at him, “Is this what you really want?”
“You know that breathing thing you keep mentioning? More than that.” Orlando grinned at his soon to be lover.
As his calloused fingers brushed along the skin above the loose elastic waistband of Orlando’s sweatpants, Billy tilted his head up until his mouth met the younger man’s. His lips traced Orlando’s almost gently. His tongue flicked out to press against the crease of Orlando’s soft lips and silently begged for entrance.
On a contented sigh, Orlando opened his mouth under Billy’s insistent onslaught. His hand lifted to cup the back of Billy’s head pulling him closer as he rolled onto his back.
“Can’t wait to feel you inside me.” Billy groaned into his mouth as they kissed.
Orlando pulled back slightly confused eyes searching Billy’s face quickly.
“But I thought?” he started only to be stilled by a kiss and two fingers pressing against kiss swollen lips.
“That I’d expect you to let me use you like that?” Billy asked quietly.
“No!” Orlando replied quickly.
“I just thought that….” He trailed off, his face flushing hotly. “You’ve done this before.”
“You’ve not?” Billy’s voice was incredulous.
“It’s not like I’m a fucking virgin.” Orlando growled defensively, his cheeks colouring pinkly.
“Dinnae say ye were lad.” Billy crooned his voice husky, his accent thicker. “Jest surprised meh is all.”
Billy lifted Orlando’s hand and turned it over in his own before he lifted it to his own lips and pressed a wet open mouthed kiss on Orlando’s trembling palm. Looking up into Orlando’s face his eyes almost black with smoky arousal Billy sucked Orlando’s thumb into his mouth and sucked it, swirling his tongue around the digit as he sucked and licked slowly. Releasing his thumb Billy moved on to his pointer finger. One by one licking and sucking each digit slowly and thoroughly.
By the time he reached Orlando’s ring finger, Orlando was squirming underneath him, his hips twisting helplessly, desperate for more friction than the thin cotton covering him provided.
“Bills, please.” He begged on a broken whimper.
“Soon, laddie, soon.” Billy crooned. Opening his own legs, he tugged Orlando’s saliva wet fingers down his body and past his own aching arousal. Time for that later, he chanted slowly in his head, as he struggled with the intensity of his own arousal.
Guiding Orlando’s hand past his burning flesh, his hips arched up helplessly as the tip of Orlando’s finger brushed against his puckered opening.
“Please, Laddie.” Billy moaned as Orlando’s fingers brushed tentatively, his fingers taking time to memorize what Billy’s body didn’t have time to linger over. “Ye ken what ae need laddie.”
Orlando rolled onto his side, his free hand groping for the lube as his finger breached the tight ring of muscle. Pushing in slowly, tentatively he watched the expressions on Billy’s face change as his fingers sank deeper into his tight body.
Transfixed by Billy’s reaction, Orlando stilled, watching the myriad of emotions crossing the smaller man’s face as his hips rocked against Orlando’s hand.
“Orli?” he whimpered wantonly, his voice crackling.
“Are you okay?” Orlando breathed slowly pulling his finger out of the tight channel.
“No!” Billy gritted out from between clenched teeth, “Don’t stop.” he grabbed the back of Orlando’s neck and pulled his mouth down for wet, uncoordinated kisses. “More Orlando.” He breathed. “I’m not a fecking lassie, Fuck me.”
Orlando, brushed two fingers across his puckered entrance in response, teasing him before he pushed them into Billy’s body, not stopping until he was knuckle deep within the Scot.
Billy’s body fell back against the bed. His legs open and limp as he moaned in blissful pleasure. “Oh fah feck’s sake,” he growled, “So good.”
Plunging his saliva slick digits into Billy’s body for a few minutes, Orlando grew more daring and started to scissor his fingers bending and twisting them as Billy’s body bucked against him.
Orlando clumsily kissed Billy his own body burning with arousal.
Pulling reluctantly off of Orlando’s fingers, his hair roughened chest glistening with perspiration he closed his fingers over the small plastic bottle in Orlando’s hand.
“Ye ready laddie?” he asked his breath gasping as his free hand rubbed up and down the length of Orlando’s arousal.
“Please Billy?” he murmured. “Don’t make me wait.”
His own shaking hands uncapped the small plastic bottle, a glob of the viscous liquid squirting into his palm, even as his other hand groped for the string of condoms. Pushing the foil strip at Orlando with trembling fingers, he reached back and hastily finished preparing himself as he watched Orlando struggling to sheath himself, the quaking of his long elegant fingers endearing him even more to Billy.
“Calm down, laddie.” Billy murmured, moving to slip one leg over Orlando’s thighs.
“Easy for you to fucking say.” Orlando mumbled as Billy’s slick fingers closed around him again. His hips pushed up into the touch a husky groan tumbling from his lips as he struggled to maintain any form of control.
“We can slow down?” Billy leaned forward, his lips pressing against Orlando’s as his erection slid against Orlando’s, unconsciously thrusting against the larger man.
“No fucking way.” Orlando muttered, pushing up into Billy’s touch so urgently that he almost knocked them both off the bed.
Scrabbling for purchase on the duvet, Billy grabbed fistfuls of the silky fabric stilling their movement as he looked into Orlando’s embarrassed face.
“Is this going to kill us?” he asked quietly, his breathing ragged as he hoped to calm his young lover.
“I’m sorry.” Orlando blushed furiously. “You know I’m a clumsy git.”
“Just calm down. We’ve got the rest of our lives.” Billy murmured leaning in to kiss him slowly.
“I just want tonight to be…” he paused, dipping his head into the curve of Billy’s neck.
“Perfect?” Billy completed for him, one hand lifting to brush sweat damp curls from Orlando’s forehead.
“Yeah I know, I’m a fucking girl.” Orlando’s lips moved against Billy’s skin as he hid his face.
“No. You’re not a girl. Romantic maybe, but no girl.” Billy slid his hands down Orlando’s body to close around his arousal and stroke it slowly. “You ready to do this?” he asked.
“Are you?” Orlando tilted his head back and looked into Billy’s for long moments, before Billy broke their gaze. Sliding forward on Orlando’s body, he leaned forward and lowered himself slowly onto Orlando’s arousal. His eyes squeezed closed, his breathing quickened as he slowly lowered his body.
His thighs clenched tight on Orlando’s hips, his palms pressed flat against Orlando’s chest forcing the younger man to stay still under him as his body desperately struggled to accept the intrusion.
The burning stretch and pull of Orlando’s entry tugged at his racing heart, his teeth piercing his lip as he struggled not to cry out in the initial pain. But as he allowed his need and desire to regain control his hips slowly began to undulate as if of their own accord, his fingers slowly twisting the hard nubbins under them.
Opening his eyes, Orlando looked up at his lover. It had taken everything in him to stay still long enough for Billy’s body to adjust. Even now as Billy’s hips rolled against him, his body gripping him tightly Orlando could barely contain his desire to touch and taste, to feel and devour the smaller man.
Stilling his movements, Billy lifted one hand to cup Orlando’s face, the gentle touch a tangible anchor for the younger man, pulling his attention back to Billy’s face.
“Laddie, this isn’t going to last long if you don’t breath.” He murmured, his thumb brushing across Orlando’s kiss swollen lips.
“Don’t stop. You feel so good.” Orlando groaned, his hands slipping down to rest on Billy’s hips, forcing him to move again.
“Ye feel feckin fantastic.” Billy groaned as he ground down onto Orlando, his thumb trailed across Orlando’s lips, dipping into his mouth before he gave into temptation and leaned forward.
Taking his weight on his elbows alongside Orlando’s body, Billy pressed their lips together, his tongue sliding into Orlando’s mouth as his body thrust down to meet Orlando’s.
Orlando’s hands roamed all over Billy’s body, barely hesitating for a moment before he skimmed his fingertips from the top of Billy’s head as far down his legs as he could reach, pausing to clasp Billy’s firm buttocks and hold him as he thrust up into the tight channel gripping him.
“love kissing ye.” Billy murmured against Orlando’s mouth, his teeth nipping at his bottom lip before kissing him again.
One hand slipping behind Billy’s head, Orlando rolled towards the centre of the bed, carrying Billy over onto his back. Feeling Orlando slide almost completely out of his body as they moved, Billy wrapped his legs around Orlando’s waist, his hands slipping under Orlando’s arms to wrap around his torso, pulling the younger man down against him.
Grinding his lips against Orlando’s Billy writhed against the younger man, determined for Orlando to enjoy their first union but failing miserably as his body betrayed him racing towards his climax.
Ducking his head, Billy lathed his tongue against Orlando’s perspiration damp chest. His hands sliding down Orlando’s back to pull their bodies tighter together, his own desperate arousal trapped between their bodies, grinding against Orlando’s belly.
“I’m sorry, Laddie.” Billy whispered as his teeth closed on one tight nipple, and unable to control the desperate climax thundering though his body, cried out as his release pulsed between them.
“Sorry?” Orlando breathed, transfixed by the blissful expression on Billy’s face, realizing that he was apologizing for finishing before him. As Billy’s body contracted around him, Orlando’s hips stuttered against him as he thrust uncontrollably into the smaller man, throwing his head back and shouting as his climax tore through his body and he collapsed limply under Billy.
“Wow.” Orlando gasped into Billy’s neck.
“Wow?” Billy almost giggled against Orlando’s hair, almost regretful as he felt Orlando slipping from his body.
“That was….Wow.” He replied and Billy could feel the smile against his skin.
“You could never be accused of being inarticulate.” Billy laughed.
“Give me a break…” Orlando rolled onto his back and slipped the condom off dropping it onto the floor beside the bed, promptly overbalancing and landing on his back on the carpeted floor.
“Was I that bad?” Billy laughed rolling toward the edge of the bed, watching Orlando rubbing his injured hip.
“Bad?” Orlando looked up shaking his curls out of his face.
“You didn’t have to eject yourself from the bed so quickly.” Billy chuckled extending a hand to pull him back up onto the bed.
“Shut the fuck up alright.” Orlando growled playfully, embarrassed by his clumsiness. “I’m just glad I didn’t damage my bits.” He opened his arms as he lay back against the pillows.
“Me too.” Billy murmured sliding against his side, his head resting over Orlando’s chest, the steady rhythm of Orlando’s heartbeat lulling him into relaxation. “I’ll keep you safe now.” He mumbled as he closed his eyes.